Chapter 4 - A Very Janet Birthday Party


 
“Happy Birthday Janet!”
 
The lavish venue, otherwise known as Janet’s apartment, hosted an array of close friends coming in together to clink in bottles while the birthday girl brought the knife down for an easy halving of the cake. 
 
“Cheers!”
 
Aria and Hyoon happily took a swig out of their drinks as Steve fussily moved around the table to plate the slices of cake.
 
Lily continued clapping along to the excitement of the celebration as Michael mirrored the other girls’ action, cooly taking a sip while leaving an arm around Lily’s shoulder on the couch. Sydney sat nearby, just having finished up a conversation with Lily.
 
“Woo!”
 
Another low call subtly lay underneath the louder layers of sound as Jason whistled at the birthday girl before returning both of his arms around his women, Jodi and Poki, who stopped their well wishes the moment Jason did.
 
Janet felt nervous about his brazen act and slightly humiliated by his open flirtation in front of all the guests, but as Tina, Rae, Fuslie, Yvonne, and Miyoung bickered in the corner about what slice to get, it was clear that no one else was really bothered by how close the trio was.
 
“You’re nuts dude!”
 
The slow voice showed that even the guys, Josh Seki and Abe, were messing around with something on their phones without a care about the social situation. 
 
Celine and Yoojin looked over at them, eyes rolling at how silly they were. 
 
A knock at the door stifled the chattering atmosphere.
 
“I’ll get it,” Jaime popped in since she was closest to the entrance after throwing some trash away in the kitchen.
 
A short unlocking of the door later, and two more voices joined the fray.
 
“Sorry we’re late!”
 
“Hello…” 
 
The door crashed open, revealing John and a face most people were unfamiliar with. In fact, only Janet recognized her, causing her to groan before he had the chance to finish introducing his unannounced guest. 
 
“I was picking up my friend,” John explained while taking off his shoes, “The one I was telling you all about?”
 
No recognition lit up on any of their faces. Open mouths adorned the crowd as they tried to come up with a lie of where they’d met before. They could try as hard as they wanted to remember, John never actually told anyone about her and just hoped it would be ok to bring someone along. 
 
“Lisa,” the new girl shyly waved. 
 
The party goers were well-versed in social etiquette, so they didn’t bother asking more about who she was. It was in their social, devious nature to research more about her during or after the party, so they welcomed her in without any fuss.
 
As the rounds of food, champagne, and apple cider for those who weren’t in the mood to drink but wanted to uphold their public appearance came to an end, there was an awkward still enveloping the room. They were at the period near the end of a function where most people were down to continue doing something else, a small new activity, or end and turn in for the night, an early leaving where they’d surely stay up for a couple more hours doing things at home. Sensing this, Jodi and Poki took the opportunity to suggest a game they’d been thinking about holding from the start. They wouldn’t want to step on any toes, though, so they first presented the idea to Janet. Still, they wanted the game to take place and had a feeling she would put her foot down if the specifics were given.
 
“Hey, we were thinking of doing a little game before we wrap up for the night,” they soothingly rubbed up against Janet as she washed some cups in the kitchen. A small mysterious temptation was put forward.
 
“Oh, sure, what were you thinking of?”
 
In the weeks that passed since the incident in the garage, Janet and Poki slowly returned back to their lackadaisical relationship. It was difficult to stay awkward around one another when you lived with the other, even if one of them was still feeling pent up from leaving the scene. Janet tried to hide it, but it was obvious– to the girls at least– that she was still beating herself up over her choice to leave that day. It was more conflict than regret, though, so Poki and Jodi wanted to change that and push her surely to the latter.
 
“It’s a game I read about the other day,” Poki explained, “It’s like a game for people in relationships to show how much they love and trust each other.”
 
The more crude aspects of the game were purposely left out by Imane, which was evidently intentional, as Janet brightened up from it. 
 
“That sounds fun! Explain the rules to everyone, I’ll be there in a second.”
 
As Janet finished placing the last of the dishes away, she returned to everyone sitting on her L-shaped couch with an expression of surprise, indignation, or embarrassment. The only three who didn’t seem to show it were Jason, Jodi, and Imane.
 
“It’s really fine to play here?” Lily worriedly asked Janet from her corner. “I mean, I’m alright with it but we’ve never done anything like this before.”
 
“Yeah, sure, why not?” Janet said naively. “Don’t want this perfect night ending anytime soon.”
 
This seemed to completely dwell everyone’s concerns, if not at least by a little bit, and they started talking about the setup for this round.
 
Feeling a bit alarmed by everyone’s strange reactions to a party game, she asked Imane what the rules of her game were.
 
“It’s called Trust,” Imane started, “And it’s basically a game for people who are insecure. We spin a bottle randomly until we get four people. The first person has to be someone who’s in a relationship, and the second person can’t be the person dating them. They pretend to do sexy stuff behind a towel that another two hold up. Their job is to convince everyone watching what’s going on is real. If anyone in the group, especially the boyfriend or girlfriend, comes over to look at what’s going on, the people pretending win. We’re just going to spin until we get someone in a relationship.”
 
“What? Wait–”
 
Janet wasn’t sure how she felt about the sexual nature of the game, especially after she’s been abstinent from sex with her boyfriend Steve in the weeks she’d deliberated over whether she made the right decision or not, but it was too late to deliberate as the group erupted in laughter after the first two people were chosen.
 
“Alright, Michael. Sit down and let Jaime work her magic.” Jodi said, laughing along with everyone else. It was Lily’s expression and Michael’s actions that smoothed the otherwise ridiculous game along. Lily was comically whiny, saying things like “Don’t go, Michael wait!” while he just did a little meme dance to the chair they had before the two couches.
 
Janet closed her mouth as the bottle continued spinning for the two helpers. She didn’t want to ruin the night since they were already getting into it. Once it landed on Aria and Hyoon as the two helpers, they brought a long towel to cover Michael from his neck to his ankles, holding it up so that it was a square covering everyone’s vision behind what was going on, it was a bit too late for her to outcry how she felt about everything. She sat down, joining everyone else with a weak laugh, and bit her lip while watching the scene unfold. It wasn’t too bad, she thought. It wasn’t likely she or Steve would get placed on the chopping block. She should just sit back and have fun with everyone else. 
 

 
“You ready Michael,” Jaime teased in a high pitch, one part in mischief and another in lewdness.
 
Jaime walked behind the towel and got on her knees, tying her hair back with a hair band on her wrist. Everyone could see her feet lying flat against the carpeted floor, kneeling as though she were ready to give the best head of Michael’s life. Everyone at the party knew about Jaime’s nature of getting around a lot, so this was a pretty hard guess for Lily. If she were to guess who would be next to cause the next OfflineTV cheating scandal, Jaime would be high on the list. This, combined with the fact that she had joked about stealing Michael away during their time rooming together, put Lily on edge. 
 
Jaime wasn’t the only one working hard to sell the act though. Michael pulled down his pants, as everyone could tell by the sounds of the unfastening of a belt, the open zipping noise of his flyer, and the ruffling of clothes as they moved down to his thighs. There was even the slapping noise of tight underwear as though it had been moved. Once the gagging noises started to come behind the towel, a hush grew across the room. 
 
“Holy shit Jaime, you’re a slutty natural,” Michael groaned, throwing his head back in enjoyment. Lily furrowed her brows worryingly. Michael and Jaime were good actors; surely they weren’t cheating on her right before her eyes, right? A small splat noise, normally unhearable in the ambiance of a party, rang loudly through the room as grouped up droplets of saliva– or at least they thought it was– fell to the floor. Jaime’s noises and effort seemed to have doubled as Michael lifted his shoulder to imply he was moving his hands to her head and reining her hair to facefuck her. 
 
For the first round, they seemed to be naturals. It was due to a combination of the two chosen being great actors, and Jaime’s scandalous reputation. Lily knew examining the two wouldn’t ease her mind, so she looked over at Hyoon and Aria instead to see if they had any tells.
 
It wasn’t a better sight there, unfortunately. They each sported a bright, furious blush, contrasting heavily with their normally pale skin. Even tracking their eye movement, you could see their irises slowly bobbing up and down in timing with the noises Jaime was making. Eyes moving up and down, up and down, matching Jaime’s choke and sputter, choke and sputter. The timing was too accurate for them to be pretending, right?
 
Lily stiffened up. The two sitting next to her, Jodi and Rae, could feel her close to boiling over. They each put a hand over her arms in reassurance, though one of them didn’t mind if Michael was really cheating on her. It was probably how her reassurance that everything was going to be okay was so convincing. Jodi believed it would be either way.
 
“It’s just a little longer,” Rae calmly pacified. “You’re meant to be together forever, right? You can prove it.”
 
Rae felt slightly awkward about the situation too, but she was mature enough to know it was the time to put on a comforting front. This settled Lily down as she sunk back into the cushions of the sofa. The participants would have to ramp things up to get her to come over. 
 
Michael released Jaime, and she got a great heave of air as though she were being deprived of it the entire time. More saliva came down onto the floor, a great build up of collecting it for so long. Was it just Lily, or did that saliva seem thicker, as though it were mixed with another viscous liquid? Jaime got up from her knees and everyone could see her face. A couple of audible gasps shadowed the many more quiet ones that followed. Her makeup was ruined, and there was a slickness on her face. With her mouth closed, she swallowed and wiped something off of her lip. Jaime then took another blowjob position, squatting on her heels this time instead of kneeling down, and made loud sucking noises as though she were taking the leftover semen away and into her stomach. Once they finished, they repeated their initial set-up but in reverse. Jaime let her hair down, Michael pulled his pants up. By the time Aria and Hyoon moved the towel away, Michael looked exactly the same, while Jaime looked like she was used like a cum rag. 
 
“You passed the test Lily!” Aria squealed.
 
“You guys are so in love,” Hyoon added in as a bonus as she got a paper towel to wipe off the liquid on the floor, “Man, I wish I had someone like that.”
 
Everyone else added in their soft support, but even they weren’t sure if what happened had happened. Steve took this the worst. He had been pent up since Janet took her little vow of abstinence, and worse, he didn’t allow himself to get off by himself until his next time with Janet. He made a small pact in his head since he noticed how Janet was drifting a bit away from him, putting the idea in his head as some test of dedication. This was the real test of dedication, though, and he was extremely anxious. He prayed and prayed. Hopefully, Janet wouldn’t be chosen.
 
As Michael returned back to his spot with Lily, the two of them shared a kiss. He talked about all the concerns she had about how real it was, and by the end of it, the two seemed closer than ever.
 
Jaime, on the other hand, went to the restroom to clean up and came out looking sprightly as ever. Her makeup was off now, but she had always had a fair and clean complexion. As she took her seat next to a paranoid Janet, she was subjected to a barrage of questioning while the bottle was being spun for the next round of contestants. 
 
“You didn’t actually, blow him, right?” Janet whispered.
 
“Of course not,” Jaime responded, slightly indignant, “You think I would do that?”
 
“N-no, but you were so convincing,” Janet stuttered, “I mean, the drool, your face, your noises? How’d you get everything to look so real?”
 
“John’s the first person,” Miyoung shouted to everyone. A cheer sounded.
 
Jaime looked back at Janet, making eye contact. “C’mon Janet. I’ve blown guys like, a million times, I know how it sounds, I know how it looks. I just used a finger to choke and stuff, everything was just my saliva. Michael didn’t even pull his underwear down, he just pulled it out and let it slap back.”
 
“Ok, but what about your ruined make-up? You were crying, weren’t you?”
 
“Fuslie, you’re up!” Miyoung continued, as the bottle chose the partner. A lively oooooh~ moved like a wave over the couch.
 
Jaime smiled. “Yeah that was a good one, even for me. I mean, I had to do something after Rae and Jodi were all like, ohhh you guys are sooo in love, you can dooo it. I just kept gagging on my finger until I started crying, then used my hand to wipe it around and stuff. Janet be real, you’d need a crazy face fuck for make-up to start running or getting ruined. Michael would never do that. I had to wipe hard to get it to look convincing.”
 
Janet bit her lip again, harder this time. It all made sense, Janet thought, but even with it all laid out in front of her, she still had a hard time believing that everything was faked. It seemed so real! Who would pass up on the chance to cheat when it was in front of them? She imagined she was behind the towel with Jason and all the–
 
“Steve and Lily will hold the towel this time! Jaime and Michael did a pretty good job and they still lost, so you two have to ramp things up,” Miyoung concluded, finishing her job as this round’s spokesperson.
 
They took a similar position, but whispers bubbled up as Fuslie went into Janet’s bedroom to get something. 
 
In the meantime, Steve scooted over and started talking to Janet. 
 
“That was kind of crazy, wasn’t it? I mean, it seemed so real and everything.” Steve’s heart was plain on his sleeve, his insecurities shining through.
 
“It’s all fake babe, don’t worry,” Janet assured him, “Jaime told me how she faked everything. You can only ruin your make-up like that in porn, it’s not real.”
 
Steve gave a nervous chuckle, still a bit unsure. 
 
Fuslie returned shortly after, hiding a small object behind her back. 
 

 
“What’s that?” Yvonne asked, confused about the random departure.
 
“You can’t tell? It’s obvious,” Fuslie said, as the sound of a small rip could be heard. “I don’t know where John’s been, gotta practice safe sex.” She said with a grin before ducking behind the towel. She stuffed the trash away in a pocket.
 
The implication of a condom got everyone going again. It looked like they would be topping the last performance after all, though the nervous tension in the room lifted slightly simply due to the repetition of the game. They were getting used to it now. Fuslie got on all fours, and John kneeled behind her also. Everyone could see their hands on feet on the floor. 
 
Steve went up and took his place as one of the towel holders, next to a laid-back Lily. It seemed like whatever Michael told her eased her fully, as she was standing casually with one of her hands on her hips, the other holding up one end of the towel also. Steve felt slightly jittery being in this position. None of the contestants in the previous round gossiped around with him, so in his mind, he was unsure whether what happened was real or fake. He was hoping for the latter. 
 
John made some of the same preparations as Michael last round, pulling his pants down until they were on the floor and spoofing his underwear until it made a sound. Steve was relieved seeing John mirror what Michael did last round, seeing him only pretend to take his underwear off and instead just shuffle it around in place. 
 
“Can you put it on with your mouth?” John asked.
 
“Sure darling,” Fuslie giggled.
 
The people sitting on the couch saw her turn around and kneel even further down, lifting one of her arms off of the floor in a slow, sliding motion as she faked using her mouth and hand to place the condom on John.
 
Steve looked out to his friends to see how they were reacting. From where he was standing it looked pretty fake. Fuslie was mimicking the motions, but it was all being done on air. The two of them looked rather silly making sexual noises and doing random acts, especially with a condom in hand. That’s not what everyone else saw, though. They were hooked . Some of them were literally on the edge of their seats, trying to lower their vision so they could look under the towel and see more of what was going on. Was this what he looked like last round? Being up here made things seem so trivial, he felt much better about everything. He remembered to put on a gasping face to sell the act shortly after. Steve didn’t want to be the reason why no one believed what was going on.
 
Once John and Fuslie turned around to start their pretend doggy style, there were audible hoots in the crowd.
 
“Oh my gosh, John!” Josh said with a shocked smile on his face, “I didn’t know you were like that!”
 
John started to slap his thighs with his hands instead of putting them around Fuslie’s hips where they would’ve been if they were committing the act for real. He audibly grunted and moaned, trying his best to sound like how he does whenever he does it with Jodi. The sounds matched fairly well with how he was in the bedroom, but if Jodi was irked, she showed no signs of it. 
 
“OH FUCK! OH– FUCK! JOHN, AH! YES!!! TAKE THE CONDOM OFF, YOU FEEL SO GOOD INSIDE OF ME! ” 
 
It wasn’t John’s performance that sold everyone though, it was how animalistic Fuslie was getting. A dripping condom fell to the floor, something Fuslie had been licking and spitting into throughout the entire duration. It was even stretched out as though used. She was showing a side she’d never shown to any of them before, screaming in pleasure and quivering on the floor. Everyone could see her arms and legs trembling, and her entire body falling down with each of John’s thrusts (his thigh slaps). Fuslie had been known to make a sexual joke here and there, but they’d never seen her like this. Lily was doing an impeccable job as an actor as well, keeping a hand up to her mouth. She copied what Hyoon and Aria were doing earlier, tracking their fake doggy style with her eyes. 
 
“Wait, you’re actually taking this so well,” Sydney called over to her, “You don’t think he could be doing it right now?”
 
Jodi simply responded with a shrug, not bothering to verbally respond. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe John could be having sex with another girl, it was that they were already in an open relationship, a fact that only a select few knew. He and Fuslie could be having the time of their lives behind that towel and she wouldn’t mind, she had Jason instead, and she much preferred him.
 
Of course, Fuslie had a little surprise in store. Since they were faking the sex behind the towel, Steve saw her take the item she actually got and bring it out. It was a bottle of lotion, one of the ones you push down to pump out. He was a little lost with where she was going with this, but John seemed to have a good idea.
 
“I’m c-cumming, holy shit,” John said.
 
“Pull out!” Rae screamed. She couldn’t help getting into it, being legitimately scared.
 
Fuslie moved over a little bit to the side and started poking into the towel with her finger. John shot some of the lotion into the towel to continue the charade that he was shooting his load into it and made sure a small amount of it fell onto the floor. Because of the distance and the small amount, no one could get a really good look at it before the two towel holders dropped it down a little bit more so they could wipe it away. They then held the towel up a little longer for John and Fuslie to “clean themselves up,” before Lily started to wrap the towel up in a ball.
 
“Aren’t we going to need that for the next round?” Steve asked in a whisper, confused.
 
“But the next people will see John’s cum all over the fabric and know it was real, duh,” Lily said loudly so that everyone could hear, a very clear hint of exasperation in her tone.
 
Adrenaline was pumping in the room, that was, for everyone except Jason, Jodi, and Imane. They were relaxed and having a good time. Everyone else was having a good time too, but it was more of an exhilarated thrill than anything else. 
 
Steve returned to his seat, feeling much better about the game. Seeing the lengths the players would go to get things faked made him think that even if Janet was chosen, nothing really bad would happen to her. She’d just play along with the game. Who would be next? Josh? Jason?
 
As fortune, or unfortunate for Steve, would have it, the next two participants were exactly who he’d guessed earlier.
 
“Jason and Janet are up!”
 
Yvonne started to spin the bottle once more before Imane quickly stopped it. 
 
“We can volunteer for this one,” she said slyly, Jodi coming into the side. 
 
“Uh, ok,” Yvonne said, slightly confused. It was kind of odd for them to volunteer to participate considering everything else had been randomly decided before this.
 
“It’s just to keep things fresh,” Jodi suavely lied, coming up with an excuse that was plausible and still not her intention at all. “Since like, most of us have gone, we’d be rolling forever to get new people. Might as well just get people to come up at this point.”
 
Janet nervously looked over at Steve to see how he would react. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. To her surprise, Steve hardly looked peeved at all. He was maybe a little bit fidgety, but compared to earlier, and compared to how she expected him to react in her head, it was nothing. He held the unshakable belief nothing could possibly happen, an unforeseen consequence of his time up in the previous round.
 
“Haha, yeah…” Janet faintly laughed, trying to go along with the energy of the group as they woo-ed her up to behind the towel. Jason took off a blazer he had been wearing so all he had fitted was his sleek dress pants and a shirt which emphasized his well above average features.
 
With a new towel in place handily obtained, almost uncharacteristically eagerly,  by Imane and Jodi the round started much more quickly than the previous two. A pace had been established, an invisible rhythm of prearranged movements dictated by social convention as Janet got on her knees and– well before Jason had the chance to fake letting his pants fall down or pulling his dick out– started to pretend stroking it. 
 
“C’mon Janet, what are you doing? He hasn’t even gotten it out yet,” Jodi teased. “You have to be more convincing than that !”
 
A flustered Janet stopped as the people on the couch laughed. Jason smiled, his head well above the towel, and looked over to everyone with a look on his face going Can you believe this? 
 
Jason repeated the noises Michael made while undressing, unfastening his belt, rustling his pants, and cooly drifting his underwear down. 
 
“Oh G-god!” Janet stuttered.
 
Unlike the previous contestants, though, he actually pulled out his member, going so far as to rub it a couple of times while looking at Janet’s ample cleavage showing through her loose dress from his spot on the chair above her. The sounds were strange to hear because no one had gone through with it before, making the others wonder how he was making that noise. 
 
“It’s that good Janet?” Rae hollered out humorously, thinking she was playing poorly it up for the act. 
 
“Yeah… it’s that good…” Janet replied breathlessly, almost forgetting about the situation she was in for a moment.
 
Almost.
 
She regained the reigns of her mind with a blink and looked up at Jason with faux contempt. Jodi and Imane ooh-ed and aah-ed on the sides, also mesmerized by the dick that’s stuffed them on so many occasions before. The Roomies giggled a little bit at their over-the-top reactions, not knowing it was genuine.
 
In a childish fit of disobedience, Janet put her hand near Jason but opted to skip direct contact with his stiff, girthy, shaft. She then made the motions of moving up and down with her arm despite the towel blocking almost all of her movement, rendering the charade futile. 
 
“Janet you’re too far away,” Jason coaxed, “It’s not going to bite you. Here– let me show you.”
 
With a brief display of aggression Janet didn’t expect, he grabbed her wrist with one of her hands and placed her frail, soft fingers around his tip. Interlacing his fingers with hers, he started rubbing one out using Janet’s hand as an intermediary, similar to how someone would use a cloth so there wouldn’t be a mess after finishing.
 
“Hey–”
 
Janet’s sentence stopped partway as she bit her lip, feeling the warm sensation of his cock in between her hand. It was entrancing to her, as her eyes blurred for a moment to look at it more closely. 
 
“Good job,” Jason congratulated her similarly to how someone praises someone beneath them, “You’re doing so good!”
 
Janet stroked it a couple more times before Jason eventually took his hand off of hers. She was ready to lose the training wheels. Before she could even think about it fully, she scooted closer and spat on it, thinking about how much better he would feel if she added a lubricant.
 
“Damn Janet, get it!”
 
The exclamation broke her once more as she looked toward the couch, forgetting there was a towel blocking everything. The clouds started soaring in her mind as she realized how much she could get away with here. The idea was intoxicating, imagining that Steve was on the other side right now, watching her blatantly cheat on him with a man who was ten times better than him and not doing anything about it. He was probably so happy right now, thinking about how she would think she would love him more seeing how much he trusted her. All it would take was one error on Jodi or Imane’s part. How much did she trust them to not just out her here and then, making sure Jason got everything he wanted, like he always does? He looked at her with a playful look in his eyes, a confident smirk. 
 
“Blow me.” 
 
The questions with normally long deliberations were thrown aside as soon as she heard the order. Moving her face closer, she pressed her lips against his cock towering over her head. 
 
“Yes Daddy!”
 
A bit of an uncomfortable hush drew itself over everyone like a curtain in a play because of how genuine Janet sounded and how unlike her it was. The others pretended to have sexual acts, but Janet was “pretending” to emotionally cheat too. It got worse once the sounds of Janet’s wet blowjob started filling up the room, and suddenly Jaime’s convincing performance from before seemed like a cheap soundboard in comparison once the real thing happened. There was no mistaking the variance that occurred on how deeply she was gagging on his cock, the slick sounds of her tongue wrapping around his tip, the slaps whenever Jason pulled Janet by her hair and hit her cheeks with his dick, and the desperation in Janet’s voice, it was the kind of desperation where you could imagine tears streaming down her face without even looking at her, the low, growly groans coming from deep within her.
 
“Swallow it, cheating slut,” Jason muttered ferociously, pulling Janet down all the way to his base. Her nose scrunched up as more of the real choking noises echoed loudly, and each one of Janet’s gulps reverberated in the crowd. One gulp immediately. The second gulp after three seconds. The last gulp coming after Jason slapped his cock on her tongue a couple times to get the last drops out and into her mouth. 
 
Once Janet resurfaced, head above the towel, her face had been so thoroughly, roughly fucked her makeup was ruined, just as Jaime was.
 
The others looked at Steve in shock, completely believing the real performance. Some of their mouths hung open, unsure of what to say, as Steve sat there frozen as well, until he remembered what Janet said earlier.
 
He laughed. “Alright guys, that was pretty good, are we done yet?” 
 
As he continued chuckling for a little bit, the others took that as a sign. They joined in hesitantly. Josh sat next to him. 
 
“Dude, how are you so chill right now? That shit was crazy!”
 
“Janet told me earlier it was all fake, it’s not even possible for her to look like that if they actually did it,” Steve said confidently. “Trust me, nothing’s happening.”
 
If Steve was this confident then they should be too, everyone thought, as they sat back and relaxed. His speech seemed to completely calm everyone. 
 
“Well someone’s confident,” Imane said, trying her best to not laugh at how wrong Steve was. “How about you let her take it all the way then? Let Jason fuck her.”
 
“It’s her birthday after all,” Jodi chimed in, “This would be the ultimate test.”
 
“Go for it,” Steve said without giving it a second thought. “I trust you babe.” 
 
The second comment, directed to Janet, stirred up a feeling inside of her. Her weeks of deliberating over what to do, shattered just like that, as she quickly dropped all her clothing onto the ground. Everyone even heard the snap of her straps as her bra and panties fell to the floor in a heap. 
 
She must be wearing something else underneath, Steve thought, thinking there was no way she’d get naked, which is exactly what happened. 
 
Soon, loud plapping noises replaced the choking sounds from earlier as Jason began to plow down into Janet’s pussy, putting her face down on all fours. 
 
“You guys forgot the condom,” John pointed out, reinforcing how fake it was. The last thing on Janet or Jason’s mind was fucking with a condom on, though.
 
Because of the small gap at the bottom, everyone could see her arms, knees, and expression, but not her body since her waist was being raised up to be fucked by Jason. Everyone saw Janet’s face contort, pained by the rough initial penetration before devolving into a dumb expression of delight.
 
“Actually, let’s give them a better look,” Jason grunted.
 
He brought the two of them up and put her head in front of the towel, hiding the rest of her frame behind it, as he stood behind her shirtless and continued to fuck her, making her body rock back and forth on his cock while she was face to face with Steve and the other people in the party. 
 
“Baby, you don’t even make those faces with me,” Steve pitied, “You look silly. You gotta try harder than that.”
 
That careened her off the edge. Being spurred on and encouraged by her boyfriend did it, as she came her brains out, making the perfect O with her mouth as Jason pumped into her a couple more times, cumming inside of her as well. Jason thrust forward for each ejaculation, filling her tight pussy up to the brink with his thick, virile semen. A little bit of it ended up splashing on the floor, before it started to come out in loads. The entire time, Janet looked at Steve with a cross-eyed, mind fucked expression on her face, something that finally started to make him worry again as he looked from her, to the cum on the ground, to her, and then back to the cum on the ground. The lotion bottle from the last round was on the kitchen table… He tried to remember: did they even own two?
 
“Might need this for later.” Janet was barely able to hear Jodi whisper that on her left as she took a picture of her in this compromising situation. She didn’t care anymore. Hold it over her, blackmail her, nothing would get her off of Jason. 
 
“Should, uh, they be taking that long? I get it by now,” Steve said, not used to having Janet orgasm for longer than a minute. He tried to get up to put an end to it.
 
“They’re finishing up Steve, relax,” Poki firmly said, putting her hand out to gesture for him to take a seat. “You sound a bit worried there. A bit insecure.”
 
Steve gulped. He couldn’t lie and say he didn’t.
 
“Well, there’s one more level if you really want to prove you trust her,” Imane continued, noting his silence. “You’re looking kind of icky right now if I was Janet.”
 
Steve hesitated, deliberating for a while. “I… I mean I said it earlier didn’t I? I… I trust you Janet.”
 
“Then we’re going to go into her bedroom and continue fucking in there,” Imane beamed, knowing her truths would be discerned as lies with a smile so dazzling you would’ve thought divinity was being granted to her. “Well, since it’s late at night, Janet will call it here? She wouldn’t want to keep you guys up for their little fling. Just keep playing once we go.”
 
“Y-yeah… thank… thanks to everyone for coming,” Janet managed to heave out, still catching her breath. She was going to go along with whatever they wanted at this point. 
 
The towel was wrapped around the entire group as they moved towards the bedroom. They entered together until the door closed and after a quick minute, Jodi comes out alone. She came back, but she didn’t even finish the journey back to the couch before everyone could hear Janet’s bed creaking alongside Janet screaming in ecstasy. Jodi retrieved Janet’s dress and Jason’s clothes, wiping away the cum on the ground with the cloth so people couldn’t check it out, knowing Jason and Janet wouldn’t be putting them back on tonight anyways.
 
“They’re probably just jumping on the bed and shouting,” Rae said, putting a hand on Steve’s shoulder. He was thinking the same thing, but even with someone else confirming his thoughts, he still wasn’t sure. 
 
Jodi, with dirty clothes in her arms, went up to Steve with a seductive smile on her face. As she approached, he wasn’t sure if there was the reek of semen or if he was imagining it. 
 
“Remember. You can’t check in, no matter what.”
 
The combination of everything, the smell, the sounds, Jodi’s voice, and his imagination, they all came together to give him an unexplained hard on. No one noticed though, because of how small it was. 
 
Jodi then left, slipping into the room herself. 
 
He turned to look back at everyone and they were already spinning to start the next round. It was in their competitive nature to try to one up Jason and Janet’s performance, and they were eager to try. 
 
In this time frame, hardly anyone noticed John and the smaller streamer slip away, heading into the restroom.
 
“Alright, next players will be Miyoung and Lily, Yvonne and Josh holding up the towel! This should be interesting.”
 
The words faded out of Steve’s mind as he focused on more distant voices.
 
“... yes! Oh my gosh… fuck me harder you’re so GOOD to me holy shit holy shit holy shitttttt…o-ooo-ooh-ohhhh-oo… Steve could never do this… 
 
Steve could never! HE COULD NEVERRR!” Janet shouted, bouncing happily on Jason’s cock. Imane and Jodi lay side by side on each of Jason’s arms as he made out with each of them, letting Janet go crazy on his cock in the meanwhile. 
 
 
 
“Give us our turn too, Janet,” Imane purred, stripping so that all she had on was her choker. 
 
“We had him first,” Jodi moaned, losing all her clothes except for her earrings and necklace. 
 
Janet was pushed off for a moment as the two other women grouped up around his cock, licking it up and down in a double blowjob while Janet continued to get eaten out further up on the bed, squeezing her thick thighs around Jason’s head. The moment she got another orgasm out of him, she returned down to her place with all of the other women. Jason’s head rested on top of the familiar pillows he’d gotten accustomed to before when he put Janet back in bed their first night. It all comes back full circle, as he now lay in her bed looking down at the three alluring, glittery women, bodies lush in the soft LED lights, caressing his cock as though there were nothing better they could think of, nothing better they could hope to ever do. 
 
“Open up,” Jason called out, holding their heads up and away from him as he felt like cumming.
 
They all looked at him, eyes precisely making contact with his, mouths open with tongues flapping out, begging and hoping for any tidbit of his being.
 
“Mmm… take it all,” he moaned, spurting all over their faces. Imane was up first, getting a good pool on her tongue, before getting a rope slathered over her nose. Jodi got three lines shot up over her face, one of them covering her eye as it began twitching, fighting against the uncomfortable, prickling sensation to continue looking up at Jason. Janet, who had already received an entire batch all to her own sitting comfortably in her stomach, gave her bright, doe-eyed smile as Jason ruined her fucked up innocent look with even more cum over her hair and cheeks. 
 
“Everyone’s getting fucked tonight,” Jason growled, “We’re not done until you each get a load and all your holes are leaking.”
 
All three of them yowled in unison as they fell, back, Jason coming to push them over. Imane was pinned by Jodi, who immediately started kissing her as soon as they were on top of each other, a pastime they’ve grown to get good at as they’ve spent weeks together as Jason’s fuck buddies. Jodi lapped up all the cum on Poki’s face, gulping it down with a delicious fervor as Imane rushed to do the same. She then pushed the semen in her mouth into Jodi’s as they made out, swapping the thick fluid between their pursed lips. Jodi, pinning Poki down on the bed, put her head directly above hers and let the contaminated cum fall from her mouth, through the air, and into Imane’s again.
 
“Swallow it, slut,” she giggled.
 
A gulp sounded. Followed by a piercing scream.
 
Jodi’s torso fell on top of Imane’s as Jason shoved her back down so that she could raise her ass. He plunged into her sweet cunt as a loud * SLAP * of her ass leaked even out of the room. The twinge of pain coaxed another howl of Jodi. With her new short hair cut, her panting noises, and the was she was being fucked into the bed, into Imane, she looked exactly like a wolf getting bred. 
 
“ Ohhhh my goddd , I’m so glad I got out of that situation with John, fuck, you’re fucking amazing, your cock is perfect,” Jodi rambled on and on into Poki’s lips.
 
“Beg for me to knock you up,” Jason grunted, hands around her waist and railing her hard.
 
“I want you to fill me up, I want to sleep next to John with your cum still inside of me, his loser limp dick never getting any action, pleaseee cum inside your sex toy!”
 
Jason dropped another fat load inside of her warm pussy, still managing to fill up her pussy pocket despite how many times he already came. 
 
Jodi twitched sporadically, falling limp on Imane other than the micro jerks that occupied her body. Without missing a beat, he moved over to Imane, slightly lowering his cock from Jodi’s fold to Imane’s fold instead. Meanwhile, just recovered from her blissful two orgasms after weeks of being in a dry spell and feeling left out on the action, Janet crawled up behind Jason and wrapped her arms around his chest, letting her head rest on his shoulder as she rubbed his muscles fondly and needily whined into his ear.
 
“Fuck her brains out, Daddy, so you can get to me…”
 
Imane, squealed as she felt his tip bulge into her pussy, raising her arms so that they reached the foot of the bed. She grabbed onto the edge of the bottom of the bed for stabilization as Jason reached below Jodi’s still spasming body to grab Poki’s tits with one hand and her waist with the other. Contrasting his smooth rhythm with Jodi, savoring her sexy curves and tight pussy, Jason was fucking Imane with even more intensity like she were a fleshlight just meant to extract cum. He wanted to finish inside her right away so that he could move on to Janet, the main entree of the dinner, the prize at the end of the tournament, the highlight of the night.
 
Imane had no qualms with being used this way, considering the nature of their first fuck. Jason awakened something in her when he almost assaulted her previously. It was in that day Poki learned about her desire to be used and abused like a sack of meat for pleasure. Everyone she’d ever dated, and the person she was dating now, always held her up to queen-like standards and treated her with the utmost respect. Being stolen away and only called on whenever Jason felt like was a new experience.
 
“YES! YES! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEEEEEE!”
 
Her screams were barbaric lines of pure pleasure, no thought in her head other than for things to continue just the way they are. Jason stuck his cock deep inside of her for the finishing blow, not bothering to give her the warning that he was going to finish inside. Would you ever tell your cum rag you were about to cum inside of it? 
 
Poki’s eyes rolled back into her skull as a high-pitched noise slowly died inside her throat, the growing silence conveying her growing pleasure from the growing amount of semen building up inside of her womb. 
 
When Jason pulled out of her, everyone heard an audible * pop* as though a cork was being taken out of a bottle.
 
Leaving the two women lying there, relishing their first orgasm of many more in this night, he moved over the Janet. He looked at her, a squint in his eyes as Janet kneeled, naked, almost bowing down to him while keeping eye contact.
 
“What’s something you’ve never done with your little boy toys?”
 
Janet squirmed. She had an answer prepared. “I’ve never let Steve do it in my ass before…”
 
“Turn around and gape it open for me.”
 
A scarlet blush erupted on Janet’s cheeks. Wordlessly and without complaint, she turned around and dropped her massive tits and face on the bed and pillow respectively, before bringing her hands back. Her fingers crept over her fat ass, inching slowly closer to her asshole, as she finally scrunched up her hand as widened it as much as she could for him.
 
“Good girl.”
 
An agonizing yell, which would certainly have made its way outside of the room for everyone outside to hear, unexpectedly emitted from Janet’s lungs. She had always been a screamer, even as an online personality, and somehow this noise transcended that. Despite her discomfort, she had never felt so good in her life. It wasn’t even the physical act of sex itself, even though Jason went as slowly and with as much lubricant as he could for her ease, it was entirely the act of betrayal. The culmination of her cheating and broken vows were too much for her to bear; it ended up overriding any sense of pain Janet could’ve possibly felt. 
 
Jason had to focus to not just burst inside of her at that moment. The tightness of an anal virgin was unreal, and it was the anal virginity of a woman he had been wanting to get into her pants for the longest time (long by his standards). 
 
“Who’s woman are you?” Jason grunted, shoving his cock stiffly into her ass.
 
“YOURS! I’M YOUR WOMAN!” Janet cried, tears overflowing in her eyes and soaking the pillows up. Each and every one of them were tears of happiness.
 
“You’re god damn right.”
 
He came once more into her ass, though there was much less space compared to her pussy. When her ass lowered by him taking his cock out, he could see cum leaking out of both of her holes, as well as cum over her hair. Janet, left in the yoga position known as the Child’s Pose where her knees were up to her chest and her ass was sticking behind her, quivered in place. 
 
Jason wasn’t even close to done. And as Jodi and Imane got up behind him and started rubbing his chest and cock again, purring like bitches in heat, it was obvious none of the women were either. There was a long night ahead of them.
 
“Let’s get Janet up to speed on what she’s been missing out then, girls.” 
 
Jason pulled Janet back up, letting her know she wasn’t done. 
 
—
 
Outside, in the apartment, half of the people who had arrived were still there. Those who didn’t leave back home for the night were asleep, wasted from the drinking they’d done while playing their game. Miyoung was coiled up next to Yvonne on the couch, as Rae somehow slept with her head on the carpeted floor and her legs on the couch, a blanket thrown haphazardly on her feet. Half-empty bottles littered the room, and the towel for their game was thrown on the table.
 
Steve, who had moved to his room, away from all the drunks outside, lay on his bed as close to his wall as possible. He remained awake listening to the sounds of Jason’s game through the wall. As he imagined the possibilities of what could be going on, in his apartment, with his girlfriend, despite knowing none of it was real, he slowly started to become erect. Reaching down into his pants, the thought of Janet cheating on him with his best friend was too much to bear, as he broke the vow of celibacy he imposed on himself for weeks.
