Hi, this is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. While the characters are loosely based on real individuals, the story is a figment of my imagination. Hope you enjoy it.
A big thank you to Ken Nitsua for looking over the story and for his expert editing assistance.
A Game of Uno
"So, I'll need my passport, a visa and, uh, oh yeah, a yellow fever shot!"
"Fuck you Sunit! You're coming to Kandivali, not fucking sub-Saharan Africa!"
"Hehe, okay, you're right. Anyway, I already got the yellow fever shot last year when the company sent me to Gabon for work. So, I'm good. I'll make the seven-hour trek to your house. See you this evening."
"Fuck you!" she said laughingly, as she hung up.
I'm Sunit -- your average Indian guy. I'm thirty years old, six feet tall and weigh 85 kgs -- so not fat, but not lean either. I live in central Mumbai (India) and this is a long standing joke between me and my friend Shivani, who lives in Kandivali, a far-flung suburb.
Today, I was headed to her place to enjoy a relaxing evening -- some pizza, rum and coke, music and maybe some movie watching. It's been a grueling few weeks for her and me at our respective jobs, me in television news and her in digital media.
We didn't become friends right away. When we met five years ago at work, I had a tough time looking her in the eye. She's twenty-seven years of age, five feet nine inches, beautiful face, 36-DD breasts and an ass that is just begging to be squeezed and spanked. She's not supermodel thin, but she's not obese either. Real gentlemen dig curves and she's got curves in all the right places. Oh, and she has these fucking delicious boobs -- did I mention that already?
The horny fucker in me wanted to immediately rip her clothes off, but I played it cool and decided to go slow and get to her in time. But I guess I played it too slow. Five years later I have made zero progress in the direction I wanted. Instead, I have secured a permanent place in the friend zone.
We share a great rapport, though. We have common interests and a similar sense of humor, love to discuss our sex lives (more hers than mine), and enjoy sharing pervy memes on Instagram. Yep, we're buddies, except that one of us has an amazing rack and the other one is always thinking of ways to motorboat them.
It's later that same evening at her place. The lights are dim and we're enjoying our second round of rum and coke. The pizzas have been consumed and our conversations have spanned the usual topics of work, meaning of life, love, sex (or lack of it) and porn, all sprinkled with good helpings of humor.
"Let's play a game," says Shivani. She tosses the TV remote aside, after unsuccessfully trying to find a channel that we both were willing to watch.
She scurries to her bedroom to get whatever games she has, as I lean over the sofa taking in the wiggle of her ass in the tight white pants that she's wearing. She's also wearing a black top, not too tight, which is good, because I would not have been able to get my eyes off her breasts.
"Scrabble, Monopoly, Pictionary or Uno?" she asks, as she dumps the games on the coffee table.
"Uno. I'm a champ at that. Going to kick your butt!"
"Oh, is it? Challenge accepted, yellow fever boy."
The game begins. Round one to me, round two to her, rounds three and four to her. Clearly my skills aren't working tonight.
"Ok, this is getting boring. Let's do something else."
"Aww! Is loser boy tired now? What other game do you want to lose to me in?"
"No, let's play Uno, but change the rules a little. How about strip Uno?" I say, smiling evilly. Clearly the rum is talking now.
She pauses and looks me in the eye. I don't know whether it was the dry spell she was going through, the rum having worked its charm, or just Lady Luck finally smiling at me, but all she said was, "OK."
My cock was already twitching, but hey, got to be cool.
"Ok, so we play like we were playing so far, but the loser has to go there and discard one piece of clothing after they lose," I say. I point to an open space a few feet away in her living room.
If Shivani was getting naked, I sure as hell want to enjoy the sight of her tits and ass jiggling as she walks.
And so the game begins.
"FUCK!" I yell, as Shivani says "UNO!" and throws down her final card.
"Fine, fine, my time will come," I grumble as I walk to the designated space, remove my t-shirt and walk back.
Round Two, and Lady Luck is back. My cock grows hard as Shivani walks away, swinging her hips to the beat of the song "Pretty Woman." She's got her back to me, but turns around and gives me a wicked smile as she unbuttons her trousers and slowly peels them off. Her sexy red panties can barely hold her ass. I almost cum when she lightly whacks her butt before she returns to the game. I refill her glass with some more alcohol.
Round Three goes to her and I get rid of my jeans. My boner is making a tent in my boxers, which Shivani can't stop staring at as I return to my seat.
Round Four is mine, and Shivani gets rid of her black top. Her red matching bra is just able to cover her breasts. I'm praying fervently that I win the next two rounds.
Round Five: Bye-bye to those red sexy panties. I'm all eyes as she walks to the spot. I think I see a slight wet spot on the front, but I only get a glimpse as she turns her back to me. She bends over and slowly, very slowly peels off her panties. Her ass is so tempting, I just want to pull out my boner and fuck her then and there, but I wait patiently as the treasure is unveiled.
She turns around and I hardly notice what she does with her panties as I'm staring at her naked pussy for the very first time. It's hairy, not too much, the right amount just as I like it, and exactly as I've imagined it in so many of my wet dreams and masturbation sessions. Plus, it is moist. I look into her eyes and she gives me a wicked smile.
"Enjoying the show so far?"
"Hell yeah!"
All the distraction finally takes its toll as I lose Round Six, but I unabashedly walk up, turn my back to her and remove my boxers. I hang them on my hard cock before I turn around. I watch her looking straight at my cock as she lightly licks her lips. I make it twitch and she smiles. But finally I drop the boxers and take my time to slowly walk back to the table, as Shivani's eyes follow my bouncing cock.
We're in the final stretch now and thankfully Round Seven is mine, and so is her bra. This time Shivani faces me as she unhooks it and drops it to the floor without any ceremony.
I catch my breath as those gorgeous globes come into my view for the very first time. They are huge, topped with dark brown areolas and two dark brown, big and very erect nipples. I lick my lips and unconsciously start to stroke my hard cock as Shivani fondles her breasts and plays with them.
"Hey, no touching yourself!" she playfully reprimands me as she returns to the table. "We are still playing Uno."
"But all our clothes are off. We're done with strip Uno."
