Skin Game: Story 4 of The Wife Games

Skin Game

Story 4 of The Wife Games

By Arla Coopa

Copyright 2012 Arla Coopa

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Skin Game

A seat ran down the center of the massive hot
tub. It allowed for Kendra to straddle Caleb backwards. When her
ample butt came down on his cock water splashed. He thought they
both liked the sound and the feel of it, but what he liked most was
how her wet butt contorted wider when she went down and then became
longer again when she went up. It reminded him of watching her go
up and down on the Centurion during the last round of games. Of
course, she’d had a thong on then, and there was no penetration,
but the ass shaping was about the same. It seemed like sex on most
nights ended in this position since the last round. Most nights,
they didn’t have this hot tub, though. Their living station was
very nice since Kendra had advanced, but their tub was smaller and
didn’t have the seat in the center. They’d been brought to this
incredible suite in preparation for the Regional National
Round.

Caleb smacked her ass as it came down. “If
you have a chance to do something like this, this round, don’t
waste time getting to it. Seeing your ass like this will definitely
make your assigned man cum fast.”

She gasped. It was an excited town. He
gripped her ass as it moved. Kendra was a short woman. She was
slender on top, with small breast. But her ass was world class, big
for her size, round and pooched. “This ass can win you the next
round. This is the ass all those men will want to see.”

They never really talked about how they felt
about her participation in the games. They talked about what they
could gain from it. Each round brought more privileges and more
things. What they didn’t speak of was their feelings. They didn’t
have to. It showed in their sex life.

Hearing him talk of all the watching men,
Kendra picked up speed and made quick little, high-pitched moaning
sounds. “Do you really think I can win?”

He spread her butt cheeks open and looked
inside. “No doubt. And don’t be afraid to show your butthole. It’s
sexy how deep and fleshy it is. Plus they’ll like how naughty it is
to do something like that.

Seconds later, Kendra shook with an orgasm.
She wasn’t finished before Caleb started his.

#

Twelve husbands sat in incredibly comfortable
balcony chairs. On each chair was a remote that allowed them to
recline as they wanted. They could also make their chair massage
anywhere it touched and control the temperature. They’d been fed
the amazing Centurion food, which was way more flavorful than Caleb
had ever imagined food could be. And everything was perfectly
tender and melted in his mouth. The drinks were tasty but also very
light somehow, so you could just drink and drink without feeling
bloated. These were things they only got while viewing the
games.

Spread out in front of them was a huge
screen. On that screen, their wives stood in front of a building,
each in front of a single door. Each was dressed in the color of
her region. Kendra and a redheaded girl that she’d competed against
from the beginning both wore blue. The clothing was simple. They
looked like conservative pajamas, covering up most of their
bodies.

An announcer’s voice came through the
speakers. “Welcome once more to the Centurion Games. Today’s game
will feature three finalists from each district of states.” The
announcer paused for a few seconds, as if letting what he’d said
before sink in. “The top four contestants will proceed to the
National Championship where they will compete against four
contestants from each of the other two regions.”

Four? That was one more than usual. He
supposed that improved Kendra’s odds of making it. But the
competition would be much stronger this time. There were some real
hotties down there. There were several other ample asses, which
seemed to help a lot in these games. And there were several big
bosoms to go with those ample butts. He tried not to doubt Kendra,
but it was hard. Of course, he’d doubted her before and been
wrong.

“Our judges would like to remind all
contestants that they and their families are in no danger unless
they cannot finish the competition or refuse to participate.”

That warning was given at every game. So far,
Caleb had not seen any woman who’d not finished.

“Without further delay . . . Let the game
begin!”

All twelve women moved in without hesitation.
In each room, a Centurion male waited in a chair that looked as if
it could recline all the way to flat. The males usually wore the
flashy clothing of the Centurions’. These men wore nothing. Their
arms were strapped to the sides of the chairs. The women just stood
there and waited. This too was unusual. Usually, especially in the
later rounds, they rushed to get to work, trying to be the fastest
at making their assigned man cum. The big screen split into twelve
smaller screens, but with the detail of the picture, the women
stood out more than they would have from a few feet away in
daylight.

“Okay ladies,” the announcer said. “We’re
going to start with right hand only.”

All twelve ladies went forward. Some of them
reclined their man anywhere from a little to flat. Some just knelt
or stood beside him.

A song came on. It was one of the upbeat
techno songs the Centurions so loved.

Kendra had reclined her assigned man flat.
That made sense, with her being short. She looked at him and smiled
as she caressed his package. Her assigned man, a tall, nerdy
looking guy, smiled and lay back. He kept his head tilted up, like
he wanted to keep looking at her. Caleb didn’t blame him. Kendra’s
big blue eyes contrasted very well with her curly black hair.

The man’s cock quickly grew hard. Caleb
looked around and saw all the other cocks had hardened. That made
sense. The Centurions science had allowed their little island to
take over the world in a matter of days. He supposed it would be
able to cure erectile dysfunction too. Besides, it wasn’t hard to
get hard with a hottie rubbing your cock. No man came during the
fist song.

After the first song ended, a new song
started, and the announcer said, “All right, ladies. Show us what
you can do with just your face, and don’t let those rods slip into
your mouth.”

Kendra didn’t adjust her man. She lay her
face flat against his penis and looked up at him with pouting lips
and big eyes. The little extra swell in his penis was clear. He
kind of squirmed a little. Kendra nestled her face all over it,
without once letting those big peepers stop looking at him. She
rubbed it on her cheeks, ran her nose over it, ran her lips over it
without taking it in or even puckering. Caleb’s cock was hard too.
His wife’s ass was world class, but she had a face that was cute
and pretty at the same time, adorable, maybe would class too. It
looked like she had a chance of finishing this with her face alone.
And here came the mixed emotions in Caleb, the ones he’d never tell
her about in a million years. He wanted her to win. He really did.
But at the same time, he wanted to see more. He loved thinking
about these games while he fucked her, and this game had a lot of
potential. He looked around. Lots of girls were doing well with
their faces. Their assigned men seemed happy enough. But only
Kendra’s assigned man had that sort of discomfort, that
squirminess, like he was trying hard to hold back his ejaculation.
Sometimes the sound would focus in on one room if that room had
something worth hearing. It went to Kendra’s room, where the nerdy
guy made high pitched noises. Caleb didn’t think they were allowed
to talk, at least not right now, but if he could have talked the
nerd would probably have said,
You got me too excited. Stop. I
don’t want to cum yet.

It seemed immanent, but that was okay. Caleb
enjoyed seeing the man’s cock on his wife’s face, and finishing
quick guaranteed at least one more round.

But the song was short, ending quickly.
Kendra had to remove her face from the cock, giving the man a few
seconds to recover.

The announcer said probably the worst
possible thing. “Okay ladies. Strip down naked, but just on top.
Let’s see what you can do with those tities.”

He watched Kendra. She didn’t hesitate, and
she held her smile, but he knew she’d just lost confidence. Maybe
if she hurried, though. She did. But it didn’t matter. Evidently,
the women were only allowed to touch with their breasts, so they
couldn’t even climb up on their man, which might have worked for
Kendra. She could have had that big butt toward his face as she
rubbed her tits on his cock. Her butt was clothed still, but there
was a chance that would have worked. Instead, the best she could do
was lower his chair more, lean over and rub her tits up and down
him. She was smart about it. She kept her eyes on his. Still,
though it was easy to see he liked it, it was plain to see he
wasn’t in danger of cumming. In fact, once he calmed down a bit, he
looked a little bored, like he was read to move on.

Caleb looked around. He found the redhead
from their region. She too was having trouble. She moved her tits
over her assigned man’s body. Her medium sized tits were nice, but
they weren’t going to win this competition for her. What would win
it was her ass, nice and round, another big booty on another
slender girl.

Sound louder than the music came from another
room. The sound was that of a man and a woman’s moans. Caleb found
the screen. A woman there had her head up like she was as excited
as the man she was pleasing. The woman was a little smaller than
medium sized, but she had breast the size of watermelons. Such a
thing was a rare sight these days, when women from the masses
didn’t have access to plastic surgery. Of course, the powder
rations the masses got were very fortified, just not tasty. The
woman had lowered the chair enough that she could walk along the
side of it bent over and drag her natural breasts over the man’s
body. She was headed up now and went over his face, until both tits
fell on the other side. She brought them back up, heading down. She
dragged big stiff nipples over his face, then dropped the big
tities on his face as if she was smothering him. She left them like
that for a few seconds, then raised and went down his body to his
cock. She dropped her tits there. The man pressed up at the hips
and both people held.

“Yes!” she shouted in a high-pitched voice.
“Oh yes, baby, dick my tits. Dick my tities.” She pressed her tits
in. He made several quick moans, climaxing into a pleasured
groan.

The woman stood up and threw her hands into
air, cum dangling from her tits. Her room disappeared from the
larger screen, leaving eleven.

Other women with big breasts used them to
their advantage, but Caleb was relieved when another man didn’t
cum. The song stopped, and he was hopeful. Maybe it would be ass
this time and Kendra would have a really good chance.

“Now ladies, put those strap downs on.”

Caleb had no idea what that was. But the
wives reached into the pockets of their pants and pulled out
something. A camera zeroed in to show a small piece of plastic. It
looked very soft and flexible. The women used these pieces of
plastic to strap each man’s penis to the skin above. It didn’t look
like the straps hurt a bit, but they seemed to hold the penises in
place.

“All right, you nasty little ladies. Drop
those pants off, and crawl up on your man.” That surely would have
done it. That was something Kendra could work with and something
Caleb thought he’d love to see. But the announcer added, “But you
can’t let him see your ass. Your front has to be facing forward the
entire time, and the stimulation is with your slutty little pussies
only.”

That took the ass out of the equation. Caleb
wished that the man’s hands were free. Because if there was one
thing better than seeing Kendra’s ass, it was gripping it.

He watched his wife crawl up on the nerd. By
the look on the nerd’s face, Caleb thought Kendra had a shot. He
appeared very excited for this phase of the game. He wasn’t looking
at Kendra’s eyes this time. He was looking down at her pussy lips.
The camera zeroed in on the two little lips, bare and soft looking.
The assigned man couldn’t penetrate her strapped down as he was.
Her lips kind of straddled his cock though, giving something that
resembled camel toe. She rubbed her pussy on his cock. The sound
wasn’t on their room, but the camera moved out, and it was easy to
see the pleasure on his face. Caleb felt his own erection harden,
seeing not only her pussy lips sliding on the other man’s cock, but
also seeing the enticing look on her face. He hoped the nerd would
look at that too. That might help him along, but for the time, he
only stared at her pussy.