Christy cleared her throat softly, and I did my best not to smile. For one, I didn’t want to antagonize Wren, but I didn’t want to become the new target for her displeasure, either.
“I’m sorry, my love.” She actually sounded contrite. “Sorry, Trip. I just want you to win.”
“Me too, babe, but this is harder’n you think. Anyway, congratulations to whoever.”
“Me, Brooke. Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. Uh… good job?”
“Ha! Nice one,” Erin said.
Mark spoke up, “You mind if I ask who was sucking me?”
“Me!”
“He doesn’t know your voice,” Brooke said to her.
“Oh, sorry. It’s me, Christy, your favorite fellatrix. Only, I suppose Leah’s really your favorite, but you know what I mean.”
“You’re all my favorite,” he said.
“You can’t have two favorites, you know. ‘Favorite’ is a superlative… whatever that means.”
They were my own words, and I laughed in surprise.
“Will you hush,” Brooke said.
My temper flared, although I bit back a heated reply before it even formed on my lips. The universe rewarded me a moment later.
“Sorry,” Christy said. “I’m just excited. You know how I get.”
“Of course, but now isn’t the time,” Brooke said.
“Yes, dear.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Mark chuckled. “We’re all excited. And, yeah… I know what you mean, Trip. It’s pretty hard.”
“Hard is good,” Leah said. “We like hard.”
“Yes, please,” Christy added enthusiastically, and everyone laughed.
Erin waited until it died down. “Are we ready for the next round?”
“Here, I’ll do it,” Leah said from the direction of the steps. “Thanks. Uh, hold on… Paul, is this thing waterproof?”
“I sure hope so,” Christy said. “He swims with it all the time. He even has one of those cute tan lines. I think all his tan lines are cute,” she added, “but that one especially. Hmm, on second thought, his butt is—”
Brooke cleared her throat.
“Sorry,” Christy said. “I chatter when I’m excited.”
“You don’t say,” Leah teased. “Don’t worry about it. It’s cute. Besides, Mark’s right, we’re all excited. Okay, ladies, who’s next?”
“Don’t say anything,” Wren cautioned. “Just hold up your chips.”
“Right,” Leah agreed. “Okay, you… you… and you.”
Mark leaned toward me. “This is kinda fun. I like the anticipation.”
“I like the blowjobs,” I said.
“Well, duh!” he laughed. “That too.”
“Ready?” Leah said as a different woman moved between my legs. Leah waited a moment and then said, “On your marks… get set… suck.”
Wren began sucking me. I couldn’t tell how I knew, but I did. Maybe it was because she didn’t like giving head as much as the others. I wasn’t about to complain, though, because any blowjob was a good blowjob.
“Time!” Leah said at last. “Ready to guess? Start with Trip this time.”
“Christy,” he said without hesitation.
“Nope,” she said cheerfully, from somewhere in front of us. “I wasn’t in this round.”
“And now everyone knows,” Wren carped at her.
“No talking, remember?” Erin warned from my left. “Sorry, Trip,” she added, “better luck next time.”
“Yeah, thanks.”
“Mark?” Leah said. “Your turn. Who was it?”
“That was Brooke.”
“Damn. I thought I fooled you.”
“Sorry,” he chuckled. “You can keep the chip if you want.”
“No,” she laughed, and I imagined her blushing. “But thank you.”
“Paul?” Leah said after a moment.
“Wren.”
“What the—? Seriously?”
“Two in a row,” Erin chuckled. “Good job, big brother.”
“I know, right?” Christy agreed.
“Gimme the watch,” Wren said as she waded away. “I’ll time the next one.”
I strained to listen as the women discussed the next round and then maneuvered into position, but they were getting better at hiding who they were.
“Ready?” Wren said. “On your marks… get set… go!”
Brooke’s round, firm breasts touched my inner thighs as she leaned in to suck me. She’d given me plenty of blowjobs over the past week, so I knew her style. She enjoyed it, too, and I started to wonder how long I could last.
Mark answered the same question in his own way. He groaned, and the woman between his legs moaned in surprise.
“Sorry,” he said without meaning it.
“Time,” Wren said. “For everyone who didn’t come already.”
“Sorry,” Mark said again. “But it wasn’t my fault. Erin’s really good. Like, amazing.”
“Is that your guess?” Wren said.
“Yeah, Erin.”
“It was totally worth it,” Erin said. “Here you go.”
“You did that on purpose,” Leah accused playfully. She sounded like she was in front of Trip.
“Duh,” Erin said. “And now I get to make him hard again.”
“It’s only fair,” Leah laughed. “Yeah, I know, no talking,” she said before Wren could say anything. “But Trip already figured out it was me.”
“I did,” he lied.
I had a sneaking suspicion that she’d taken pity on him, especially since he’d been wrong twice already. I didn’t want to be a jerk, though, so I didn’t call her on it. The others clearly agreed.
“Paul, your turn,” Wren said. “Who was it?”
“Brooke.”
“Damn! That’s twice. I could’ve sworn— Oh, well. Here.” She handed me her chip, and I set it on the concrete beside me.
“Sorry, ladies,” I joked, “but I know my blowjobs.”
“He does,” Christy agreed. “I make sure he practices.”
“She does,” Brooke laughed. “Like, all the time.”
“Lucky guy,” Mark laughed.
“You don’t know the half of it,” I said.
“Oh, I do. I’d be jealous, but… Leah and Erin do the same to me. Oh, God, that’s what I’m talking about.”
“Mmm, he’s ready,” Erin said.
“For real?” Brooke said. “That quick?”
“That’s why we love him,” Erin said.
“We do!” Leah laughed. “Here, I’ll time the next round.”
None of the women spoke as they shifted positions.
“Ready?” Leah said. “On your marks… get set… suck!”
Christy plunged her mouth over my cock. She didn’t stop until her lips closed around the base. I let out a long, low groan.
“That good?” Mark chuckled.
“Yeah,” I managed.
“What’d she do?”
“Deep throated me.”
“Oh, c’mon,” Wren said. “She’s supposed to fool him. To try, at least.”
“No talking, remember?” Leah said disingenuously.
“Whatever.”
“A minute and a half, ladies.”
Christy spent the next ninety seconds making a solid case for why I should spend the rest of my life with her. She kept right on doing it when Leah called time. I finally had to push her away.
“Unh! No fair.”
“Were you trying to make him come?” Leah laughed.
“Darn right I was.”
“Well,” Leah said with a smile in her voice. “Do you really need to guess, Paul?”
“The love of my life, my future wife.”
“Ding, ding, ding! Give that man a chip.”
“And my heart,” Christy said as she handed it over.
“Aww,” several female voices said together.
“Congratulations, man,” Mark said.
“Thanks.”
“Mark?” Leah prompted. “What about you?”
“Oh, that was Wren,” he said.
“You gave yourself away, babe,” Trip said.
“Yeah, I know.”
“I knew it was you already,” Mark said, “so it’s cool. Like the man said, I know my blowjobs.”
“Yeah, you do.” She handed over the chip, and he thanked her.
“Trip? What about you?” Leah said.