Vermont Wagers

A freak snowstorm had stranded us at the abandoned Vermont inn, turning our weekend getaway into an unexpected lockdown. My wife Julie, our friends Mark and Holly, and I huddled by the fireplace, cards from Cards Against Humanity scattered across the table. What started as innocent rounds quickly shifted when Holly suggested adult wagers, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Loser shows skin," she declared, voice firm and unapologetic. Julie laughed but nodded, always the bold one. "Deal, but no backing out, boys." The tension built with every hand, witty barbs flying—Mark quipped about my "soft" poker face, while Holly shot back, "At least Joe's not compensating with bad jokes." Holly lost first, peeling off her top to reveal her sweet tits, perky and inviting in the firelight. "Enjoy the view, gentlemen," she said, standing tall, not a hint of submission.

Mark's winning streak escalated when he wagered on size, dropping his pants to prove his cock was bigger than mine even when soft, the surprise widening Julie's eyes and mine. "Well, damn," Julie muttered with a sharp grin. "That's... unexpected." For his prize, Mark pointed at me. "Suck it till it's hard, Joe. Let's compare properly. Julie or Holly can get you going after." I glanced at Holly's exposed tits, feeling a stir. "Holly's already making me hard just standing there." Julie stepped in, strong and decisive. "No way—I'm the one giving my husband that blowjob. But you still suck Mark first."

The air thickened with horny anticipation as I knelt, taking Mark's cock in my mouth, the taste salty and commanding while Julie watched with a wicked smile. Holly leaned back, tits on full display, adding to the dripping tension. "That's it, Joe," Mark panted, his cock growing hard against my tongue. Julie unzipped me, her hand wrapping around my now-hard length. "My turn," she insisted, dropping to her knees for a wet, eager blowjob that had me sweating and moaning around Mark. The room filled with panting breaths, our bodies moving in sync—Julie working my cock with expert twists, me sucking Mark deeper as Holly teased from the sidelines.

Mark groaned, close to the edge. "Swallow my load or take it in your ass, Joe—your choice." The ultimatum hung heavy as Julie sped up, her pussy visibly wet from the scene, pushing us all toward release. I chose to swallow, Mark's cum flooding my mouth in hot pulses while Julie made me come hard down her throat. We collapsed in a sweaty heap, the game far from over.

But as Mark caught his breath, his eyes locked on Julie with a fresh challenge, hinting the night's wagers had only just begun.