Wishmaster

"The Wishmaster?"

Nicole read over the cover of the board game. Her blonde hair had a hint of red and freckles dashed over her nose.

"So, how do we play?" Rachel sat next to Nicole, her legs crossed under her. Her brunette hair, with faint streaks of purple, was tied in a loose ponytail.

Brandi, the short blonde, crouched down over their shoulders, reading aloud, "Roll the dice, do what the Wishmaster asks, and your game piece will move accordingly..."

"Asks?" Rachel asked.

"I'm assuming dance or oink like a pig, something embarrassing." Nicole began reading the instructions aloud. "You can either perform for the Wishmaster and move forward or refuse and be passed. First one to the end has their wish fulfilled."

"It says something bad will happen if you pass," Rachel cautioned.

Nicole laughed it off. "You actually believe this?"

"No!" Rachel quickly shot back. "Just reading aloud."

"So, ya'll wanna play?" Nicole asked with a mischievous grin.

"Why not?" Brandi sat down next to her friends as Nicole opened the box.

"Hey!" a voice called from downstairs.

Nicole curled her lip and looked up, her eyes sharp. "Did y'all call him?"

Brandi and Rachel just shrugged as the footsteps led up the staircase.

Dexter flung the attic door wide. "Hola, ladies." The nerd wore thick horn-rimmed glasses, suspenders, and his pant-legs rolled high above his ankles. "Heard your parents were out of town."

"Ugh..." Nicole turned back to the game. She removed the board and set four animal pieces at the starting point: a monkey, shark, lizard, and butterfly. "I guess you're in, huh?"

"Sure." Dexter knelt. "What are we playing?"

"Truth or dare," Nicole answered.

"Well... basically," Brandi seconded. "It tells you things to do, if you do them you move forward. First one to the end gets their wish."

"So, who's first?" Nicole asked, extending the dice in her hand.

Rachel looked to Brandi, who glanced to Nicole. All were hesitant.

"Fine. I'll go." Dex took the dice in his palm. He breathed a lucky breath on them before rolling them across the board. It landed on seven. In the middle of the board set a globe and inside a cloudy message formed:

(In order to go, you must remove your clothes)

The girls giggled.

Dex shrugged and started to remove his pants.

"Whoa!" Brandi said. "I don't want to see that."

Nicole covered her laughter.

"Hey, you don't have to do what it says. But, as for me, I want my wish." Dex removed his shirt to the squeals and laughs of the room. He was bony, ribs showing, not a muscle on his body. He jumped out of his jeans, and as he pulled down his boxers, the laughs in the room turned to gasps.

What he lacked in physique, Dex made up for with his large cock. The size daunted the girls: Nicole's eyes widened. Rachel blushed. And, Brandi turned but couldn't help sneaking in side glances.

Dex sat back down. He reached to move the monkey piece, but it slid seven spots on its own. "That's cool. Is that magnetized?"

Nicole shook her head of the lewd images and fanned herself. "Must be."

"Okay..." Brandi placed a hand to the side of her face, blocking the naked boy at her right. "Who's next?"

Rachel shook her head. Brandi stepped away. So, Nicole grabbed the dice and rotated them in her hand. She rolled a six. The cloud reappeared in the globe, and once again, said:

(In order to go, you must remove your clothes)

"Fuck that," Nicole blurted with a giggle. "I pass."

"What!" Dex bemoaned.

Nicole laughed loudly but was interrupted by a chorus of beeps. All their phones went off, displaying a warning: Terrorist attack on White House!

They all sent estranged glares to one another before jumping away from the board game.

"No way!" Rachel uttered.

"This game can't be responsible," Brandi raised a brow, "right?"

"Okay. I'm done with this game," Nicole said. Yet, as she closed the board game up, another message was displayed:

(You must finish what you start, or else the world will fall apart.)

"Fuck..." Nicole sighed. She pulled off her high-tops and unbuckled her jeans.

"Are you really gonna continue?" Rachel asked, shocked.

"It seems like we have to," Brandi hopelessly expressed.

Dex's eyes lingered on Nicole as she continued undressing. He covered his crotch, in a weak attempt to hide his growing erection.

Nicole stared at the ceiling. She whipped off her socks, threw her jeans aside, and hesitantly removed her panties. She pulled her polo shirt over her head, tossed her bra to the floor, exposing her small, round breasts. She draped an arm over her pink nipples and knelt, sitting on the soles of her feet. As her piece, the butterfly, moved six spaces, she checked her phone. The alert was gone. No attack on the White House.

The girls sat aghast.

Brandi took the dice in her tiny hands. She rolled. It landed on eight. The message again displayed the same notice. Brandi heaved a reluctant breath but got naked as well. She slipped out of her frayed khaki shorts, pulled her bright-yellow shirt over her head. She had slender breasts, but perky. Her hips were wide, but slimmed down to her small ankles. She kicked her thong sandals aside and sat back down, her legs crossed underneath her. She folded her arms over her breasts, pouting like a kid.

"I don't know about this, you guys..." Rachel said.

"Rachel!" Nicole glared fiercely. "We're all in this till the end now."

Rachel despairingly nodded. She handled the dice and absently stared at the board. She never rolled.

After a solid minute, Nicole swatted her arm, waking Rachel's trance. "Hey!"

Startled, Rachel accidentally released the dice. Four. She sent an evil eye Nicole's way, and without even looking at the message, she started shedding her clothes. She untied her Doc Martins, wiggled out of her skinny jeans, and unbuttoned her white shirt. She placed them in a neat pile and rejoined the game in her black cartoon socks, bra, and thong.

"Rachel?" Brandi urged her to follow the rules.

"Fine..." Rachel rolled her eyes. She unlatched her bar. Her breasts wide set, voluptuous. She whipped her elastic socks off. Her toes long, feet slender. And, she finally pulled down her thong, exposing her little bush.

They all sat, bare, covering themselves to the rest of the room while exchanging nervous glances.

"Okay. So..." Dex snatched the dice up. "My roll." He threw the dice again. Nine. A cloudy message appeared:

(Unless you want to restart, you must handle your part.)

"Handle my..." Dex furrowed a brow but quickly softened as the realization hit him. While looking over the girls' faces, he shyly gripped his cock, shrugged. They turned away, revolted by him slowly stroking himself. The monkey moved nine spots.

With one arm draped over her bosoms, Nicole gathered the dice. She tried to look away from the masturbating nerd, but his veiny hard pipe lured her eyes. She rolled a three.

(To continue your trip, you must feel the whip.)

Out of the shadows of the attic marched a giant man. The girls jumped, covered themselves further. In his hand, he held a wooden paddle with ‘Wishmaster' engraved in the center.

"Who are you?" Rachel asked.

"What are you doing here?" Nicole demanded an answer. The man remained silent as he approached Nicole. He roughly shoved her to all-fours, and to the surprise of her friends, the brash, Nicole, didn't fight back. Her face flushed, but she remained subserviently in position. The paddle licked her backside, causing her to jolt forward. She growled through her teeth. He struck her again. She flinched, her eyes darting to Dex. He continued masturbating while watching her. Her glare sharpened, but he shrugged as though what am I suppose to do? The giant spanked her again, and she lurched forward, the vibrations shaking her breasts.

After the final one, the man dutifully disappeared back into the attic's shadows.

Nicole scowled. She rubbed her bright red ass, which had ‘Wishmaster' tattooed across it. She gently settled back on the floor, shamed and embarrassed.

"You alright?" Brandi asked.

"Dandy," Nicole grumbled.

Brandi sighed. She picked the dice up and rolled. Five.

(To continue your roam, you must suppress your moan.)

Out of the darkness rolled a machine, a saddle with four wheels. The contraption stopped at Brandi's side. She warily eyed the machine before checking her friends' reactions. They looked just as clueless. Brandi expelled a nervous breath and climbed on top, on her knees, straddling it like a horse. She glanced down, waited a moment. With a heightened brow, she looked back to her friends. "Umm... what am I suppose toooo—"

The saddle started rumbling.

Brandi lost her breath. The constant vibration sent tickles through her body. Her skin goose-bumped. "Oohhh, kay..." She eyed Rachel, stammering, "Hu, ooo, hurr...eeeee."

"Are you alright?" Rachel asked.

Brandi began gyrating against the machine. "Yesss!" she said in a hastened breath.

Dex watched, eyes enlarged and hand stroking faster.

Rachel snatched the dice up and hurriedly rolled them. Two.

(Two is for Boo!)

Rachel gawked at her friends. "Who is Booooo, oh my!" A sudden tingle crawled down her spine causing her to buck. "What was tha—" A strong wind tossed Rachel to her back across the dusty floorboards. Two ropes came alive from the wooden rafters and attached to her ankles, spreading her legs and tying her feet in the air. Another rope slithered like a snake across the floor and bound itself around her wrists. She tried to scream but the slack slid between her lips like a ball-gag. She felt an intense pressure around her groin. Her legs trembled in the restraints, her toes stiffened outward. Her body rocked as though being fucked by a ghost. Her breasts jounced, her nipples hard.

"Hurrrrr, eeee, eeee!" Brandi pleaded. She convulsed, hunched forward on the machine. She watched as her piece, the lizard, crawled backward. "No, oh, oh.... Ughhhh!"

With one hand stroking himself, Dex snatched the dice up. He rolled another nine, one away from finishing the game.

(You're almost at the end, but to finish look to a friend.)

Dex slowly glanced up, catching the haunted expression of Nicole. Her eyes widened with fear. She shook her head, refusing, while curling into a tight ball.

"Neeee, co, oh olleee." Brandi fell forward but caught herself. She shuddered, clenched her toes. Her board-piece steadily moved toward the starting line with each orgasm. "Juuu, uh, uh, do eeeettttt. I can't, I can't..."

Dex inched closer to Nicole as she reluctantly lay to her back. Her hands still hid her nipples. Her feet were flat to the floor, but her thighs, warm and open. As Dex eased inside her tight, wet center, she gasped and looked away. His monkey-piece moved across the board nine spots. His hips sped up, sliding in and out of Nicole. She panted.

Brandi belly-flopped off the machine to her stomach, sweaty and shaken. Her hips twitched uncontrollably. She could still feel the vibration. Every breath had the hint of a winded grunt.

"Ha, ah, ah ummmmm..." Rachel, bound and helpless, tried to resist the urge to cry out. She arched her back off the ground, tensed her lips. She relieved a slight squeak with each bounce of her breasts, her legs spasm.

Nonplussed and rattled, Brandi grabbed the dice and shakily rolled. Ten.

(Ten! Ten! Help a friend!)

A strap-on seemingly appeared from the ceiling and fell across the board game. The rubber cock was long, thick.

Brandi looked to Rachel, who was in a pleasure trance. Brandi slowly fastened the strap-on around her waist and walked on wobbly legs over to her friend. She knelt down in-between Rachel's splayed legs when Rachel finally became aware. She tugged against the ropes while growling at Brandi from behind the rope gag. Brandi, however, didn't listen. She entered Rachel and began thrusting.

Dex continued from across the board game. Nicole's legs rose to his waist. He postured up, took her ankles in his hands. The sensation tickled Nicole to the core. She released a moan-filled breath.

"I need the dice..." Rachel breathlessly uttered. The rope untied her bound wrists and slithered from her mouth. Her legs remained fastened in the air, her toes spread. As Brandi continued delving, her adorable ass dimpling with each thrust, Rachel reached for the dice and rolled. One.

(One! One! Turn your friend around and have some fun)

At that moment, the ropes freed Rachel's ankles and her long legs flopped to the floorboards. She pushed Brandi off, scrambled back, and covered herself. She paused for a minute, catching her breath and cooling her flustered cheeks. With a fierce glare toward Brandi, she reached out, motioning for the strap-on.

Brandi sneered. But, she followed the rules and handed the strap-on to Rachel. She then obediently, howbeit grudgingly, crawled to all-fours, facing away from Rachel but directly at Dex and Nicole.

Nicole warmed to Dex. Her legs lifted up his sides, her ankles tucked under his arms. She dug her fingers through his hair. Her mouth hung open, in shock, in all out pleasure. Soft whimpers spilled from her.

Rachel gathered behind Brandi and squeezed her hips. Brandi sighed. Rachel angrily shoved the dildo inside Brandi with a vengeful thrust. Brandi yelped, bit her lip. Rachel balled Brandi's hair in her fist, pulling the petite blonde into each impact. Brandi looked aggravated, puzzled. She tried to look back to Rachel but lacked the position. She just stared at the roof with a mean expression. "Roll. The. Damn. Dice!"

Dex and Nicole were lost in the moment. Neither heard Brandi's complaint. Nicole's ankles were now over his shoulders, giving him ultimate leverage. She absently looked to the ceiling with misty eyes, an intense orgasm building inside of her. Her legs quaked. She made a low continuous moan, which picked up sound with each strong heave from Dex. She frowned, lowered her brows in a soured expression. O face. "Uh, ughhhhh!"

"Any day now!" Brandi exclaimed. Yet, as Rachel continued, that anger cracked. Her face softened, her body loosened, and her breasts shook.

Feeling his own orgasm, Dex grabbed the dice and rolled. As it landed on two, he grunted and came inside Nicole. He collapsed on top of her, twitching in her arms. They cuddled, her legs wrapped around his waist and ankles locked. The message read:

(Congratulations on your finish. Now let me know your one wish.)

The strap-on disappeared from around Rachel's thrusting hips. Brandi shoved Rachel away and scrambled to her clothes. Rachel sat on the soles of her dirty feet, catching her breath.

Dex leaned off Nicole, knelt at her side. She remained on the floor, sweaty and staring at the ceiling. He read the message in the globe:

...your one wish.

"My one wish..." Dex thought for a moment. He looked around the room at the frazzled, naked women: Rachel was breathing heavy on her knees, her voluptuous breasts rising and falling. Brandi sat with her legs under her, covering herself with a lost look. And, Nicole laid still, her rust-colored hair frayed out. Dex showed a toothy grin and said, "My one wish is to, uh... play again."