...Still Saturday Night...
Playing Euchre
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"Mia, you reneged again!" Samantha said an hour later, howling with laughter.
I tossed my hand down onto the table face up. "That's it. I hate this game. I quit," I said.
Justin tut-tutted. "It's okay. Nobody gets Euchre the first time," he said.
"How about the fifth time?" Polly said giggling uncharacteristically loudly.
I narrowed my eyes again at Polly. She'd been pounding the wine pretty heavily and if I had a breathalyzer on me, I doubted she'd be able to pass it.
I watched Samantha and Polly team up against Justin for the next round, though as out of it as Polly was it was more Samantha playing than anything.
Polly kept hitting the wine and Justin kept pouring it for her. Eventually Polly laid her head down on the table and a loud snore came out of her.
"Finally," Justin muttered, pushing his chair back from the table. "I've been waiting all night for that to kick in," he said.
"I noticed you didn't eat or drink anything," Samantha said to me with a smirk.
I eyed Polly. "Yeah. Wonder why," I said sarcastically.
Samantha shrugged. "I just figured you wanted to be conscious for round three," she said.
I scowled at her. "There isn't going to be a round three," I said. "You two are gonna grab your cards and your food and all your other shit and you're going to leave!" I said.
"Oh, really?" Samantha said.
I stood up. "Yeah. Get out," I said, pointing towards the door.
I turned to leave the kitchen, but Justin was fast. Suddenly he was right in front of me. "Where do you think you're going?" He said, his voice both low and dark.
I chuckled. "Somewhere away from you two," I said.
Justin grinned widely at me. "Oh, no. You're not going anywhere," he said.
I tried to push past Justin but he kept moving in front of me. Finally I went to shove him aside, and he grabbed my arms.
"Let go of me!" I said.
Justin chuckled. "No way."
Justin and I fought until he was able to wrap his arms around me and he held onto me tightly.
"Stop it!" I yelled.
"Which bedroom is yours, Mia?" Samantha yelled back at us as she headed down the hallway.
Justin walked me down the hallway and we all stopped at the first room. It was ballerina pink everywhere. And there was a huge poster of dipwad Armando the sucky magician on the wall.
"Nah. This isn't you," Samantha said.
"No shit," I said.
Justin walked me to the second bedroom and we all looked inside.
I had a dark purple comforter on my bed and white fairy lights strung up around my room.
"Huh," Samantha said. "Wouldn't have pegged you for the Christmas lights, but I can work with it," she said.
"We are not doing this again!" I said, trying to get myself free of Justin.
He just laughed. "Samantha, go get the bag from the car. I'll hold her until you get back," he said.
Samantha left my bedroom and Justin, still holding on to me with a tight grip, looked around. "Are those pictures of your family?" He asked of the large picture collage I had on my wall.
"Fuck you," I said, squirming and trying to get free. "You don't get to look at it or ask me things about my family!" I said.
Justin shrugged but he still held on to me with an iron grip.
Suddenly it occurred to me that I was in an apartment. There were people all around me. The neighbors below me complained all the time about our "loudness" when all we were doing was walking across the floor to go to the bathroom.
So, I began yelling and stomping. "Help! Help me!" I yelled. "Help!"
Justin's eyes widened slightly at my abrupt outburst. He had hold of my upper arms and he pulled me towards him and he kissed me - hard.
"Mmmph!" I squeaked. The deep and tongue-filled kiss went on longer than it should have. When Justin pulled away my eyes were as wide as his had been.
"You dick! I didn't tell you you could kiss me!" I spluttered, wiping the back of a hand over my mouth.
Justin grinned. "So what? I just did," he said.
"Ooh!" I growled. "You are absolutely impossible!" I said.
"And you are hot as fuck. Speaking of fucking," he said nonchalantly, "I brought condoms tonight because I will be inside of you again," he said.
"No, you will not!" I said, still squirming to get free.
"And Samantha plans on having your ass again," he said. He leaned in close to me and he whispered: "And I'm going to suggest that we both have you at the same time," he said.
"What?!" I cried. "You can't be serious!" I said.
He nodded. "Oh, I'm deadly serious," he said.
"That's not even possible!" I said.
Justin laughed out loud. "You must not watch much porn. Double penetration is a thing, and it happens all the time," he said.
"Well, this isn't porn!" I said.
Justin grinned. "It might as well be. The only thing missing in the equation is another guy. You could also be sucking his cock while Samantha and I both fuck you," he said. "That would make use of all of your delectable holes," he said.
I wriggled again trying to get free. "You are a dumbass fucktard," I said.
Justin only chuckled.
The front door slammed and Samantha was in the bedroom soon after.
"You two having fun yet?" She asked.
"Yes," Justin said.
"No!" I said.
"I have a suggestion," Justin said.
"No!" I yelled.
"Let's DP her. That way we can both fuck her up real good at the same time," he said.
A smile spread across Samantha's lips. "Ooh, that's a great idea! What does Mia think?"
"No!" I yelled.
Justin chuckled. "Predictably, she has other ideas," he said.
Samantha laughed as she pulled her harness and a realistic-looking dildo out of her duffel bag. She started unbuttoning her pants right there.
My eyes widened. "You can't do this! This is crazy!" I said.
A minute later Samantha was totally naked. I couldn't but be a little bit impressed by her long, skinny body and her cute, small boobs. She stepped into her harness. She looked ridiculous with a dick, though, I thought.
"Here, let's strip her. I'm thinking you - Justin - sitting naked on the bed, Mia straddling and facing you, and I can come in behind her. Sound good?" Samantha said.