[MFM] Consequences of Truth or Dare

Fall happens to be my favorite time of year. I love the cooler weather that allows for a comfortable bon fire. There is just something mesmerising about watching the flames dance in a fire pit.

So one cool fall evening my husband and I decided it would be the perfect night for a fire and some drinks.

While we have had our fair share for fires in our fire pit in the back yard, we wanted more of a camp fire. So we ended up going out to our friends property.

The site was perfect, about a 20 minute walk through the woods before we reached the clearing that had been set up for camping.

We made quick work of gathering up the wood we would need for a fire. The moon was bright enough you didn’t even need a flashlight.

While my husband started building the fire I set to laying out the blanket. In a short time he had a good base for the fire.

My husband had not yet gotten the fire started, when one of his friends, Jon, called him and asked if we wanted to do anything tonight. Neither of us were bothered by the idea of Jon joining us.

So we waited on Jon to join us before getting the fire raging. Now Jon loves a good fire just as much as we did so it didn’t take but a few minutes to build the fire up until it wrapped us all in its comforting heat.

All three of us crowded onto the blanket I had brought from home. With each of us relaxing back, we all cracked a beer and watched the flames dance.

We were a few beers in when the idea to play Truth or Dare was proposed. Inside I was grinning like the Cheshire Cat because I knew playing with my husband and I always ended up sexual in one way or another. Seriously I think we are addicted to sex or something haha.

I think my husband had this in mind when he had suggested we play. Jon thought the idea of such a ‘highschool’ game was amusing, but nevertheless agreed it could be fun.

We let Jon go first, and he chose me. I chose dare. After a moment’s thought Jon dared me to shotgun a beer.

While I am not the best at shotgunning, I do ok. So I stood, borrowed Jon’s knife, and punched a hole in the side of a can. I put it to my mouth, then cracked the top.

Addmittingly more than a third of the beer went down the front of my shirt, but I did finish the beer before rejoining the guys lounging on the blanket.

I noticed that Jon was very entertained by the fact that my shirt was now basically see through. I laughed and said, “think this is funny do you, Truth or Dare.”

Jon chose truth and I teased him about being a chicken. He admitted that he just didn’t want to end up soaked in beer like me.

I took a minute to think of a good question, then asked, “what’s one of your sexual fantasys?”

I could tell the question has caught him off guard because he finished his beer stalling for time. I grinned at Jon and said, “Well you didn’t think I was going to take it easy on you after that did ya?”

He laughed. “I guess not.”

After a few more moment’s of listening to the fire crackle Jon finally answered. “Well, I guess I’ve always wanted to be in a threesome.”

Jon seemed a bit embarrassed, and I felt I needed to put him at ease so I said, “Yeah, I agree threesomes are hot. So, whose your next victim?”

Jon seemed glad to move the game along, and turned to my husband. “Truth or Dare.”

It was no shock that my husband chose dare. Jon took a moment to think of a good dare finishing off his beer.

“I dare you to lick the beer of of her boobs.”

Both my husband and I laughed as he leaned over to me. Leaning back on my elbows I watched my husband slowly lifted up my shirt.

I could see Jon watching as my shirt inched upwards until it was bunched under my chin. My husband leaned down and licked leisurely across each breast.

It doesn’t take long before I feel the cool night air blow across my stiffening nipples. I looked down at the same time as my husband takes a nipple into his mouth sucking. I moan when he bites roughly. My back arches and I press my breast more firmly against his hot mouth.

I hear Jon whisper, “That is so fucking hot.”

My husband responds, “Would you like to lick the other? I’m willing to share.”

I look from my husband to Jon and wonder what he will do. Jon doesn’t make a move, seeming to be trying to decide. Seeing this my husband adds, “I dare you.”

This seems to break his trance and he takes a long sip of his beer then laughs. “I thought I got to chose truth or dare.”

My husband raises a beer in a mock toast, “Well I chose to change the rules. Besides I know that she would enjoy it, and you look like you would too.”

Jon drops his gaze to me. I grin and bite my bottom lip before nodding in agreement. After only a moment of hesitation this time Jon moves closer to me.

I can feel his hot breath blowing across my hard nipple causing me to shiver. I look into his eyes as he takes my nipple into his mouth sucking and teasing with his tongue.”

I feel Jon’s teeth bite into my tender flesh just as my husband had moment’s before. I moan loudly arching my back at the same time.

Jon’s hand finds my other breast and begins to pinch and tug at the same time he sucks on the other one. I squeeze my thighs together trying to put some pressure on my now acheing sex.

My husband has been watching the whole time becoming very turned on at the sight of his friends mouth on me. I feel his hands on my stomach rubbing slowly downward towards my pants.

I lay back as Jon continues to nip, lick and suck as my husband unbuttoned my pants. I lift my hips allowing him to slide them down and off taking my shoes at the same time.

I should have been cold by just laying in my panties, but I wasn’t. I was so hot and turned on I didn’t have to look to know my panties were soaked with need.

My husband moved between my legs placing my legs on his shoulders. He kissed and licked his way up my thighs. So slow was his pace that I was panting and rolling my hips trying to find some relief for my growing need.

I feel my husband hand slide across the outside of my panties massaging me through the thin fabric.

“You are so wet.” My husband’s voice is husky. Jon looks down between my legs at my husband, just now noticing that I’m nearly naked.

I look up at Jon, “Would you like to see how wet you have made me?”

“Yes, I would.”

I feel my husband nip at my clit hidden under my panties before looking up at me, “I am ok with trading places, I want you to suck my cock.”

I grin at my husband, “Well I think you will need to lose your pants first.” He doesn’t take but a moment to stand and disrobe completely. He comes and kneels down beside me.

My hands quickly roam across his naked body seeking out the tool that will help me find my own release. Softly at first I stroke my hand up and down his shaft.

I feel Jon’s hands move lower to my belly til his fingertips brush along the edge of my panties. He spends a few moments teasing, and I let out a moan of frustration.

Finally Jon’s hand slips all the way under my panties and he cups my sex. I grind my pussy up against his warm hand coating his palm in my arousal.

“God, you are wet.” As he speaks he slips his middle finger deep inside my pussy. I grind harder against his hand as I feel him add a second finger inside of me.

I clench my pussy tight around his fingers and use the palm of his hand to apply pressure to my clit.

I tilt my head back and look up at my husband panting. His cock is dripping precum from watching his friend use his fingers to fuck me. I lick the tip of my husband’s cock swirling my tongue around the head teasing and savoring the taste of him.

My husband does a sharp intake of breath as I slide my lips around the head of his cock. Without pause I take him deep into my mouth feeling his dick pressing at the back of my throat. I moan around the length of him.

I feel Jon’s fingers slip out of me momentarily leaving me wanting. He pulls down my panties. I can’t see what he is doing, but I feel Jon’s hot mouth kissing and licking his way to my needy pussy. Then he does a slow lick up to my clit sucking it into his mouth.

My husband’s hands find my hair as he pushes his cock deeper into my throat. He pulls slowly out allowing me to tease the head of his cock with my tongue, then pushes back deep into my throat. He fucks my mouth while his best friend laps at my pussy.

I feel Jon’s mouth leave my pussy and replaced by his fingers. He sets back and watches as his fingers slip in out of me. I feel his fingers curl inside of me and he starts to roughly massage my gspot. I feel Jon’s other hand slide up to my clit rubbing in small circles.

The feeling is overwhelming and I cum hard with Jon’s fingers buried inside of me. I tear my mouth off my husband’s cock and moan out in the pleasure of my release.

“You should fuck her and make her cum again.”

I hear my husband say this as I look up at Jon. I can tell that he is very turned on by the outline of his hard dick pressing against the fabric of his pants. I lean forward and trail my fingers lightly over the length of him.

“I want you to fuck me Jon.” My voice is husky and still so full of need. He seems hesitant so I set up and push him back on his back.

He doesn’t protest when my hands move to unfasten his pants or when I start to pull them down. Slow were my movements as I crawled back up his body only stopping once I was straddling him.

I take his cock and slide it along my wet slit. I hear him moan as he starts thrust upwards. On one of his upward thrusts his dick slides inside of me.

I clench my pussy around his throbbing shaft and sink down onto him until I feel him buried deep inside of me.

Jon’s hands find my hips, and I roll them slow and deliberate, at the same time I continuously flex my pussy around him. He stares up at me watching me ride him oh so slowly until he can’t take it any longer. Tightening his grip on my hips he begins to roughly thrust in and out of me.

As Jon fucks me hard I feel my husband move behind me as his hands grope at my breasts. Roughly he pinches and tugs at my nipples. Then I feel my husband’s hot breath on my neck, “Lean forward, I want to fuck you too.”

Leaning forward I look into Jon’s eyes seeing him realize that my husband was about to join in the fun.

I feel the head of my husband’s cock rub across my ass as Jon stills beneath me. Soon I feel the head of my husband’s cock start to stretch my tight ass and slide inside.

I was so full with both of them inside of me. I could feel myself trying to stretch and accommodate them. The pleasure and pain made for a delicious feeling.

I hear Jon moan as they both bury themselves all the way inside of me before they start to move in the most delicious way. After a few moments over slow deep strokes they picked up their pace until they were both fucking me fast and hard.

My ecstasy quickly grew and I knew I was close to cumming, and after only a few more strokes my pussy and ass clenched down tight on both of them.

As soon as my pussy started its spasming climax, I heard Jon moan, “Fuck I’m cumming.”

I feel the head of Jon’s cock pulse inside of me before flooding my pussy with his hot cum.

My husband moved his hands down to my hips and held me tightly and he roughly pounded in and out of my ass.

I feel Jon’s hot cum start to leak out of my pussy and down the inside of my thighs, and after one more forceful thrust my husband buried his cock deep in my ass filling it with cum just as Jon had filled my pussy.

We all stretched out on the blanket breathing heavy and completely exhausted. That is when we noticed not only had the fire guttered out, but also the sun had just started to peek over the horizon. We had fucked all night.

After about an hour, we gathered up our things and headed to waffle house. Nothing beats a night of fire, drinking, and hot sex. Yep, fall is defiantly the best time of the year.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/722xgl/mfm_consequences_of_truth_or_dare