Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Like A Blue Shell:>Ep14

Like an MLB pitcher with a big fastball and nothing else, BillorWill just had no idea what he was doing and

needed to be sent down to the minors. It wasn't painful, just dreadfully dull. He had one move -- thrust-thrust-

thrust and it was a bust, bust bust.

On the other hand, Taylor's first serious boyfriend, Kevin, had been the average five inches and maybe even a bit

less but he was fucking amazing in bed. She probably stayed with him six months longer than she should have

just because of how hard he could make her cum.

Tim was certainly smaller than Billorwill and definitely bigger than Kevin (especially in the girth area which Taylor

found she really appreciated) and the sex with him was good. Sometimes even great. If boys spent more time

obsessing about how they used their equipment rather than the size of it, Taylor was certain the world would be

a better place.

In any case, Colin had a very nice dick and Taylor imagined it would be quite nice to have it in her mouth. Or her

pussy. Not that she was going to do any of those things. Certainly she wouldn't make Courtney and Tim watch as

she took Colin's cock into her hungry little puss and make him beg to never ever leave.

No. Never.

*

Tim looked over at Taylor and saw that now she had a wet spot on her panties -- a little section where the black

satin was slightly darker than the rest. He just hoped that it was from seeing his own member rather than

Colin's. At least, he thought he hoped he did. Tim's feelings were all over the place and he was too drunk and

horny to get them back on track.

"Now that the boys are naked, what do we do?" Courtney asked, a little nervous. A little excited.

"Yeah, what happens if we lose?" Colin asked.

"We could make you do stuff," Courtney said. Shiny Sydney nodded in agreement. She still had her earrings and

necklace on along with the bright red bra and panties and Tim thought there was something super sexy about

that.

"I think it's tto change things up," Taylor said, "A grand tournament to determine the apartment MaKart

champion. First though, Courtney won the last round and Colin lost. That means he and | both owe her a favor."

Courtney didn't even wait for Taylor to finish speaking. "Kiss."

Colin hopped up a little too quickly in Tim's estimation. This was the moment Tim had been dreading/hoping for.

Taylor, for her part, looked suitably unhappy, though Tim thought that maybe she was just acting that way for

him. Those panties weren't dry, after all.

Colin clasped his hands behind his back and Taylor did the same. Then they leaned forward and gave each other

a little peck on the lips. It was quick, but it still gave Tim a little thrill to see it. Courtney reached over and

squeezed Tim's hand. He looked over and she smiled at him. Tim had to admit, Colin's girlfriend was damn cute.

When the kiss was over, Taylor turned and continued her series of very professional presentations in her

underwear.

"OK, so here's how it's going to go. We'll set up in one big group and play round robin. Like in the World Cup. So

everyone plays everyone else once. The two people with the best records will do a final championship race. The

winner of that gets the prize -- one wish from everyone else who lost."

"Can they make each individual do something or is it a wish from the group?" Colin asked.

"That's up to the winner," Taylor said, clearly intimating that she would be making the final decision. "The

individual matchups will be just one race. Like before, the winner gets something from the loser. So, like, if a girl

loses she'll take off a piece of clothing. But if a boy loses, he has to do something for the girl. Or if the girl is

already naked then sthing."

"That makes sense," Courtney said.

"What if no one wins? What if, like, computer Yoshi takes the race?" Colin asked.

"Highest finisher in the round robin," Taylor said, "Whoever has the most points wins the finale. No making the

Switch do dirty stuff."

"Rats," Tim said. | was so looking forward to seeing it's pink, dripping p... rocessor."

"And, to celebrate our final tournament, a drink," Taylor announced. She poured everyone a shifter -- not a shot

this t-- of something dark and far more ominous than the coconut rum. It made Tim's head swim and his

whole body tingled. Sobriety was far, far away and, honestly, he was glad for the distance.

*

Taylor wrote everyone's non a piece of paper, then tore it up and drew lots. The first round featured her

against Sydney and Colin against Tim. Well that would be interesting.

Taylor wanted nothing more than to crush Sydney's giggly, pink Princess Peach. Unfortunately, Taylor also had a

sinking suspicion that Sydney might take the gloves off before removing her own bra and Taylor was right. Taylor

did her damndest to keep up but somehow Sydney seemed to get the exact right weapon every time, while

Taylor was stuck with useless banana peels (MaKart: so weird). "Wow," Tim said once Sydney had won, "Way

to go, Syd! | thought for sure you'd be crushed."

He was so excited for the blonde to win, Taylor surmised, he'd forgotten that he'd also been cheated at a chance

to see Sydney's chest. Well, he'd have to settle for seeing his girlfriend. The room turned to Taylor, ready for her

(not so) big reveal.

Colin, bless him, even restarted a sotto voce 'take it off' chant. Taylor had hated her tiny tits in high school but

by college she'd met enough eager boys to no longer care. She still didn't think they were her best asset (that

would be her butt), but whatever. Boobs were boobs, after all.

Slowly, Taylor unclasped her bra, then let it fall forward of its own accord. Her little pink nipples quickly crinkled

and hardened. She made them jiggle as best they could. She saw Colin give Tim a little thumbs up which Tim

returned. Then Taylor sat back down and waited for the next race.

The two boys went next. They were both naked and Taylor wasn't sure what would happen. She found herself

rooting for TIm, mostly. She wanted her boyfriend to do well, of course. But honestly, whoever lost, Taylor felt like

she'd won. Then Tim took the flag, Taylor got up and gave him a congratulatory kiss on the cheek, being sure to

brush her bare breasts against his arm. The hairs tickled at her eager nips and sent a shockwave straight to her

pussy. Oh boy.

"| can't just give Colin, like, a pass can 1?" Tim asked, eyeing his naked friend warily.

"Nope!" Courtney said. Colin glared at her, maybe with a little bit of betrayal? But his girlfriend just smiled and

told him he was free to take his revenge when it was his turn.

"Well at least this is the only tthis will happen," Colin said.

"Till we meet again in the finals," Tim said. They gave each other a high five, as if forgetting for a second they

were completely nude. Tim looked around the room, thoughtfully. Clearly he was planning something out.