The Game

I did sales for many years but the owner sold the brokerage and moved on to playing with his grandchildren. I basically one morning was standing on the street corner deciding what to do. I became a security officer in a 4-star hotel resort. It kept me on my feet where before I sat at a desk. I got back into shape pretty quick.

It can be really boring sometimes walking the halls but on one early morning about 2 am I was standing around in the elevator lobby area on the 23 floor exploring the tedium and considering a move to some other interesting job when the elevator door opened and out stepped a very young very pretty girl in a party dress covered in pastel-colored flowers. I as I am implying don't care to much for the job anymore and so am a little free with myself about the building especially in the hotel halls and so I made it perfectly clear to her with my body language and the fact that I rotated my aspect with hers as she strolled by. The dress left off about three inches above the knee and she wore not stockings. The shoulders and arms were bare also with just a one in frilly sleeve scrolling from the front to the back of her shoulder. Her skin was pure white with a slight tan.

"Good morning pretty lady," I said. She smiled, nodded her head and continued along her way. As she turn I noticed two things (well three but my cock getting hard is a given), one, it looked like she wore no panties or at least a thong and two, I spotted the bracelet on her left wrist.

It was familiar, kinda, unique, and different. I remembered the guy last summer, the homeless guy who offered to wash my two cars parked in the driveway at my house. He told me a strange story about young women and girls playing an elaborate game. He said his daughter was caught up in it and that is how he became aware of some of the details. He told me how all the girls wore bracelets that defined their needs according to the color or texture of the special beads that made up the bracelets. He said if one knows how to activate the game the girls become like the boot piece, for example, in the Monopoly game and the boy is the player.

As I say was bored with this job, I didn't care if I lost it or not so I took a chance and said, "what does the blue beads mean?" She stopped and a little smile came to her face but she didn't answer or go she just stood there touching the beads on her bracelet the blue beads. It seemed like forever. I began to wonder why she just stood there and then in a flash I remembered the homeless guy saying "the key that lets you in is a short poem like string of words--butterfly butterfly stay awhile play awhile." I said it softly and directly to her.

Her smile increased and she turned and walked up to me. When she came out of the elevator she was calm but now she seemed all a-shiver, excited, and happy.

"I am so glad you are a player. It has been so long since I have been in play, I thought of cheating but could not, so I have just been waiting and hoping. But that is part of the game you know. The more time between plays increases the need you know. I am like melting butter."

All the time she had been speaking to and touching the bracelet one bead at a time. But after I spoke the waited for key she looked up at me and said, "My need is cum. I give blow jobs to get it or whatever. Please can I have your cum. It has been a very long time since I had some. Can I be your piece in the game?"

"Of course," I said. "Wait her I will see if there is anyone in the linen room. Nearly panting I went into the linen room checked the restroom, "yes, the game is a foot," there was no one in there. I went back, reached out my hand to her, she took it, and I guided her into the small restroom--the door shut and locked I proceeded without hesitation I called my dispatch told them I needed a personal break and then took off my pants. She kneeled on the floor, reached around cupping my ass checks, and started sucking my balls while nuzzling her nose with my dick. I could see her in the mirror, she was one in love with what was to come--cum. In about twenty minutes she had my cock down her throat, one hand was stroking my ass occasionally pointing her fingers all over my anus. Her other hand had manipulated my balls around and around until she had both firmly in hand. As her attention became focused on my cock down her throat the ball hand grip became more and more firm while she massaged them around each other the pleasure turned almost to pain every so often but I didn't want her to stop so I just arched into it.

She said, "don't feed me to soon. The longer I suck you the more you will have for me. I am so selfish; I want all you have--it tastes and smells so delicious and"

When she said "selfish" she blushed very much but she didn't look away. She stared into my eyes and a devilish grin appeared, and then she began rolling my balls around each other. I didn't know if I wanted to yell out in pain or pleasure both were there--instead I arched my back pressing into her hand. She stroked my ass like she was smoothing out a skirt over her own rump. She cupped my ass and licked up the length of what was now her cum dispenser. Twirling her tongue around and around the knob she began to moan and make other little tones and tunes.

She seemed especially skillful from experience or having been taught I don't know but every time I began to feel the orgasm she would let off with the cheeks, tongue, sucking, and begin crushing my balls around each other or she would just let loose with everything and coast a little rubbing thighs or stomach.

Finally, after perhaps an hour she must have felt an urgency of a moment mine or hers I don't know but for me is was mine and I suspect you knew it. She became as a wanton slut working for the payoff knowing it was entirely up to her how much profit you would realize for her effort. Reaching around her back I heard a small zip and her party dress pooled around feet and knees. I was right she had no panties or bra; naked she became crude and very animated with her cock sucking, and ball play.

As the orgasm began she drew my cock from her throat leaving just the knob inside her mouth. I shot a lot.

She became very collective not allowing a single drop to get away. She swallowed some but caught the rest in her hand and on her fingers.

She began explaining, "I am really embarrassed: I am basically very shy but I have, I guess an addiction to cum."

She looked at me while saying this but mostly she was watching my dick for lingering drops of cum. She had smeared the cum all over her face and began massaging it into her skin. Then she put a large droplet beneath her nose and made a mustache of it, but this she did not rub in she left it think to dry there and it was obvious she was take inhalation into her nose to smell the scent of it.

"I am so embarrassed: look at me sprawled on the bathroom floor, naked hoping for a little more but I cannot help myself I love it so," she said as she reached for the low part of my shaft trying to milk out a little more--which she did. This drop she wiped around inside her nostrils.

The look in her eyes had the look of someone high on drugs.

For about fifteen minutes I leaned half-naked against the wall of the restroom watching her caress the sticky stuff into her face--cheeks, nose, chin, forehead.

"Sir, can I try to make you cum again? O no I cannot. I am breaking the rules of the game. I'm sorry. Please don't tell," she said patting a tear from her cum-covered face."

I felt a twinge of power. The young thing at my feet, my game piece made an error and it was only right I take advantage.

"I won't but do you have the game's rules? I need a copy."

"Oh, but you should have one. I can't let you have mine."

"You can. You can fix your error by making another. My copy fell into a vat of oil and was destroyed. Let me have yours' and I won't say anything and you can try for some more cum. My cock is still hot. I am sure you can get another load," I said.

"OK," she said, "but it is in my room. I'll have to get it."

She was staring at my balls and I was looking her over. Her pubic hair was sparse and her little tits like bullets but her nipples were long, and her skin was without a freckle or any other imperfection. The bracelet is all she wore now and something caught my eye. "What is the little gold bead on your bracelet?"

I saw then with the asking of the question she was beside herself with her addiction--wanton lust. My cock began to grow hard again watching her openly crave my cum. I squatted a little to bring my balls dangling near to her nose and touched the little brass bead and said, "my next move is this bead." She had begun to quiver when I first mentioned it but now she was shaking and captured my left nut in her mouth. I got the impression she had thought the game was over but now saw that I was a player and would not let her go until I lost. I really needed the rules book.

Then I noticed with ball in mouth was staring up the shaft of my cock past the knob into my eyes, with a pop she let my ball free, ball sack shook and cock bobbed up and down tapping her fore head, her face grew red, "the little brass bead means I love to get a tongue bath of my ass. But you have to do a good job of it."

"Well, I don't know; stand and show it to me," I said shifting gears a little to the knew adventure, "let me take a good look, show it off, model your ass for me. Drape yourself over the sink a little, spread you cheeks. You like to get your anus licked do you? Where is the rules book?"

"In my room. We can go there and you can bathe me and I can have more cum. But be quiet my parents are in the next room. The adjoining doors are locked and I have the only key but we have to be quiet."

My cock began to look like a raisin while she gathered up her dress and dressed.

The famous words rang in my brain "fear itself." Alright, sexy baby but I have to change out of my uniform. Lets go to your room and then I'll go down and change and come back in about half an hour. We walked to her room she opened it and I took the key, put my finger to my lips, shhh, and left. When I finally got back to her floor I was a nervous wreck trying not to get caught by anyone I worked with and anticipating opening to door to find the unexpected Dad standing there. I took a deep breath and opened the door, stepped in, and shut the door all in a wisp of sound. She sat on the edge of the bed naked, the room smelled like my cum, and then she rolled over on to shoulders and knees ass in the air and spread slightly. I slid my finger slowly across her anus; I undressed while licking her rectum slowly working my way in circles out and around to cover her entire ass with my tongue bath. I guess it was catching her addiction to cum because once I started I could not stop. I licked and sucked her ass for two hours with side trips to pussy she came twice from the taste of it and from the wild shakings probably four times total. There was no reluctance on her part; she just kept presenting it to my tongue, spreading her cheeks, and repositioning herself into interesting poses allowing me better access and a better view.

I knew it was time for her turn. For her it was all about cum. For me I didn't want to cum; I wanted to play with this hot baby. Assuming my position of power over her I let my risk taking nature loose. I rolled her over onto her back and made my cock and ball and asshole available to her tongue. While she smelt my ass and licked my balls cupping my ass in her hands, I looked around. I saw an ice bucket, thong see-thru lace panties, and a baby doll that would come to well above her hips. "Come off the bed in front of the mirror I want to look at you. Here step into these panties. Nice. And this baby doll too. O baby you are hot suck my cock. The view of you in the mirror is great, my balls are so fucking hot. Hey I read somewhere that putting ice all around the balls makes the cock cum harder--more cum."

"Oh, I didn't know."

"Yeah. Where is your ice?" I started looking around the room frantically.

"I don't have any."

"That's OK. There is some down the hall. Here take the bucket and go gets some." I walked to the door and opened it an inch holding the bucket. She said, "dressed like this?"

"Yes that will make my cock hard and my ball hot watching you walk down the hall nearly naked. It will produce a lot of cum and the ice will force it all out. If anyone comes along just ignore them. I'll be watching so they will leave you alone. If it is a man they will be happy to see you--and some women too." I put the bucket in her hand and she squeezed it. I opened the door all the way and she looked out. And then was gone down the hall. I couldn't stop. I stepped naked stroking my hard cock into the hall and watched her go. But I heard a night latch and in a flash was back inside peeking through a crack. An older man walked by toward the elevator and the ice machine. Oh shit I got to get out of here. Was the thoughts in my mind but I just kept stroking and then I stepped back out to see what I could see. A few minutes later here she came with a bucket of ice. Man O Man. When she got to me she was shaking like a leaf in a storm but her face was a huge smile and eyes for glowing. "Lick my ass."

She handed me the ice, I turned around and bent over, she went to her knees and began liking my ass hole. Her hands went to my balls and cock. And I realized how great this was but I want the rest. So I stripped her naked and took her inside.

I had to pee for what was to come. I was gone 5 min. When I got back she had cuddled herself into an arm chair legs pulled to her chest shaking and staring a smile still on her lips. "That old man saw me. I just stood there and said, 'hi, getting some ice.' He stood there looking at me all over telling me he was going down for a late dinner. He told me everything he planned on having and kept on looking. I smiled and listened and turned to the ice machine and put the bucket in and pressed the button. Now he walked around a little so he could see my backside and kept telling me about his dinner. Then he started telling me about my ass. 'You have a very sexy ass young lady.' I said, 'thank you and stood up straight to show him a better view.'

I took her hand and pulled her up from the chair, took two dollars from my wallet and handed them to her. Would you get me a candy bar--baby ruth?

I stood and waited. She looked at the clock-2:30 am. Her face twisted I could see in her eyes her mind was performing mental contortions. Finally, it looked like she burned-out and zombie like walked to the door, was out and gone, I rushed to watch her that beautiful piece of ass walk totally naked down the hall. Now I was shaking. When she turned the corner out of sight I went back in leaving the latch over so the door didn't shut, and climbed onto a table with pillows, spread myself out so my balls and cock were bobbing free in the room, and waited stroking my cock. When she came in she was shaking and chuckling continual. She shut, dead bolted, and locked the door. And then spent the next two hours sucking me. I guided her so I wouldn't cum anytime too soon.

I got the rules book and Mom and Dad didn't show up.