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Three, Three, and Three

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hey ended up conferring behind his swimming trunks for a little longer than he would have liked. Sitting in exile on the other side of the short table, Liam laid out his prizes in a place where they would be visible but not in the way of the game. Once he’d done that, seeing that Anna and Victoria weren’t yet through, he decided to have that drink.

He also interrupted them long enough to see if either of his “foes” would also like something while he was indoors. Taking their orders, he ventured inside, grabbed cans, filled glasses, and ultimately brought out more than was probably needed. All because he wanted to eliminate any chances of a delay because someone needed a refill.

Anna and Victoria seemed to be through with their discussion when he returned outdoors. A cool wind bothered, well, all of him as he returned to the table. Setting everything in his arms down, everyone grabbed their preferred first drink.

“So, what have you two decided without me?”

“We’ll stick with three points being the requirement,” Anna said. “For all the possible… rewards that can be claimed.”

“Okay, interesting,” Liam said. It kept things simple enough, but it could lead to specific, less desirable rewards getting overlooked.

“For you, those rewards are as follows,” Victoria said. “Three points to come over and touch one of us, three points to have one of us touch ourselves, and three points to have one of us touch the other player.”

As she didn’t say anything more, Liam could only assume she was done explaining.

“Those are kind of underdeveloped as rewards, no? Touch how? Where? For how long?”

“It’ll be different every time, I’m sure,” Victoria said. “You’re too used to dealing with Avril, where every little detail needs to be ironclad, or she’ll exploit it with a loophole. For tonight, Anna and I are electing to keep things simple.”

Anna nodded in agreement.

I’ve made almost as many deals with you as Avril, Liam thought, though he kept it to himself.

“Okay, I’m down for that. What about the way you two can spend points, though?”

Victoria looked to Anna for a response.

“Three points to come over and touch you,” Anna said, managing to speak without even a tremble in her voice, “three points to make you touch the player who spent the points, and three points to make you touch the other player.”

“Okay,” Liam said, building a deck of ideas in his head at the same time as he began shuffling the physical one in his hands. “Consider me interested.”

“That wasn’t ever in question,” Victoria said coolly. “Oh, and in case you’ve forgotten, you’re currently at a single point, I’m at two, whereas Anna has three.”

Liam shrugged and began passing out cards. “Then I await your command, Miss Royce.”

Anna bit her lip, nodded, but didn’t stop him from delivering her the Queen of Spades. Victoria received far less, and Liam the same. Unfortunately for him, even though the nineteen he stayed on surpassed the seventeen Victoria chose to stay at, Anna’s total of twenty saw fit only to grant her a point.

And still, she didn’t spend them.

Patience is a virtue, Liam growled inwardly, and she is very virtuous.

She could stand to be a little less right now, though. It was just the three of them, warm because of their desire, their skin barely noticing the frequent breeze that attempted to cool them all down.

Finally, Liam found a streak of luck. He compiled three wins in a row, grinning wider after each successive bit of bad luck for his opponents.

“Still not cheating any,” he promised. “I’m also keeping things simple tonight.”

Victoria rolled her eyes but didn’t call him a liar. Now, she was the only one lacking enough points to claim a reward. However, that wouldn’t be the case for too much longer. And yet, even once both women had enough points to strike simultaneously, they stayed quiet. Stockpiling.

Interesting strategy, Liam thought. Were they going to wait until they had enough points to hit him with successive requests? He hadn’t even considered such a strategy; he’d been planning to spend six points, like he had the previous two times, the moment he had them in his grasp.

Their strategy caused him to reconsider. With enough points, could he claim multiple rewards from each one of them at once? They hadn’t specified that that was against the rules, bare as they were.

“Okay, I’ll do the same thing,” Liam said.

“Hmm?” Anna asked, doing a pretty bad job of acting innocent.

“You know,” he said. “Don’t pretend you don’t.”

Her mouth wavered toward a traitorous smile, and she looked away.

At thirteen points, Liam realized that something had to give—and it wouldn’t be Victoria or Anna. They were all loaded up on points after spending the past thirty minutes just playing Blackjack. This was not where Liam had thought the second act of their game would lead him.

But then, you have the power to change that whenever you want, idiot, a voice cried out in his head. So, do it!

Because of the sight sitting on the other side of the table, he lacked the requisite stubbornness to deny that voice any longer. He needed to spend some points. Maybe that would break the floodgate open, too. It was worth at least three of his points. Actually, six. He’d spend six.

“Okay, enough is enough,” he growled, earning an amused look from Victoria and a curious one—but not an innocent one—from Anna. She was just as much an accomplice in his suffering as Victoria.

“Would you like to spend some of your points, Liam?” Victoria asked.

“I would.”

Victoria gestured for him to continue.

“Three points, Victoria, for you to touch Anna. Three points, Anna, for you to touch Victoria.”

Neither shock nor embarrassment appeared on Anna’s face. Instead, a slight bit of awe scampered up onto her dazzling features. She looked immediately toward Victoria.

“You were right,” she said.

“There really wasn’t ever any doubt,” Victoria said. “It would have only been shocking if he’d picked something else before this.”

“Yeah, there wasn’t,” Liam said, catching on. “It’s not like she predicted some crazy event. She can be seen as a prophet when she guesses the winning lottery numbers.”

Victoria chuckled and laid two fingers on her temple, one eye closing. “Nope, nothing. I suppose I must be a charlatan.”

Liam rolled his eyes and folded his arms, waiting to see what spending nearly half of his points had earned him.

After a moment of looking at him, Anna and Victoria shifted their chairs enough to face each other better. They’d been sitting practically side by side since the game started, halving the table between dealer and players. Now, the former watched the latter prepare to touch one another. How much, for how long, or even where, he didn’t know.

He did sort of prefer Avril’s more solid way of setting up rewards and the like. Her fortunes were undoubtedly the most direct example of such a thing, though until he witnessed the starting temperature on the barometer, he wouldn’t complain about this arrangement. Maybe the two topless beauties would convince him their way had its merits.

“We don’t necessarily have to do it at the exact same time,” Victoria noted, meeting eyes with the younger woman. “So, would you like to start?”

Anna, a bit more tepid now than Liam had seen her since this started, still nodded without much delay. Scooting her chair a little closer to Victoria, then leaning forward, she raised her hands.

There was only one place they could go. Staring intently at the lurid moment, Liam watched as Anna set her soft hands upon a pair of breasts that were even larger than her own. Not quite as sensitive, but not so far off, either. He wondered if some specifics about that had occurred during their time conspiring together.

Slightly wide-eyed, yet also slightly entranced—so, the normal response when confronted with Victoria’s amazing breasts—Anna set her hands a little underneath, a little to the side. She cupped them, measuring their weight and feel, doing what Liam loved doing every single morning and night. Swallowing, Anna started doing a little more.

Her fingertips glided over Victoria’s supple skin, tracing how round and smooth her professor’s bust was. She didn’t blink, transfixed by what she was involved in.

Yet, it wasn’t her first time doing it. Avril had seen to that a few days before. And so, due to that and all the work Victoria had put in soothing her student’s nerves throughout the evening, Anna fondled Victoria’s tits for quite a long time. She looked almost diligent in her work, if the chance to touch Victoria’s breasts could ever be considered as work, like she wanted to rely on her sense of touch in mapping out the older woman’s breasts over her sight.

Yeah, I know that addiction plenty well, Liam thought, remembering how focused he’d become when he’d finally gotten a chance to do the same thing on the first night of their trip.

Anna glanced up at Victoria’s face a few times, always finding her wearing a contented, permissive smile. A few other times, she glanced toward him. Liam didn’t know quite what face he was making while watching the salacious act between student and professor, but Anna seemed pleased.

Eventually, Anna’s fingers began to move toward Victoria’s nipples. Like the rest of Victoria’s skin, her areolae and nipples were darker than her counterparts, which were fairer and pinker, respectively. And based on what Liam could tell from his not-so-distant spectator seat, Victoria’s nipples were already stiffening.

“I don’t know if you’re the same way,” Victoria said, drawing Anna’s attention toward her eyes, “but mine can take quite a beating—and I’ll still enjoy it a great deal.”

Anna blushed and skimmed her fingertips over Victoria’s areolae. “I’m not sure yet, at least fully. They’re so sensitive, so usually even a relatively light touch, so long as it’s consistent and focused, can… well, get me off. I know that’s rather atypical.”

Victoria smiled. “Seeing as that’s the goal, that’s very fortunate. With enough time, I can climax from light touching, too, though a bite here or a pinch and pull there definitely speeds things up for me. If I’m really aroused, some especially rough play can sort of supercharge me for a little while. I can start climaxing in quick succession when that happens. Of course, there’s a downside: I’ll be sore the next day or two, especially if my body isn’t used to that kind of roughness. But when my body is back to being used to it, it can make for some incredibly explosive experiences.”

Though she was looking at Anna as she spoke, Liam knew that these words were also for him. Potentially, for him to use in a very, very short amount of time from now.

Anna considered Victoria’s words thoughtfully. Her fingertips finally brushed the older woman’s nipples, too, and, swallowing, Anna began to provide a few pinches and pulls.

Victoria drew in a slow, languid breath, leaning in ever so slightly to the younger woman’s touch. Anna seemed almost shocked at this positive reaction, yet she, of all people, should know better. When Liam’s hands were on her body, she practically melted into his touch when he hit her weak points.

“I did say I was sensitive,” Victoria said, smiling. Also, her hands finally left her lap.

However, they didn’t go straight to Anna’s breasts, so Liam would need to wait a little longer before he got to witness that unforgettable event. Instead, Victoria grabbed Anna’s wrists, then pulled the younger woman just a little closer to her. Victoria’s breasts compressed beneath Anna’s hands, with the younger woman instinctively spreading her fingers out as they sank into the pillowy objects.

“You can give them a good once-over, if you like. I know I want to do so to yours. But it’ll be awkward with our hands and arms in the way if we try to do so at the same time.”

Anna blushed but nodded permissively. She began to work on Victoria’s breasts with a bit more force than before, minty green eyes luminous, like flames tinged green by some chemical in the air. Her breathing became a little less calm, and the same was probably true about her heartbeat. She became the second person on this desk to have fondled Victoria Moreno’s tits. And like her predecessor, she seemed to like it quite a lot.

It wasn’t long before Victoria set her hands on Anna’s body. Back to focusing on—in a wide-eyed, intrigued sort of way—Victoria’s level of sensitivity by playing around her areolae and nipples, Anna glanced down as her professor skimmed two fingers under Anna’s right breast.

“May I?” Victoria asked.

Anna nodded almost immediately. A little too hurriedly, in fact.

Staring at her student’s impressive bust, Victoria cupped a breast in her palm. Lifting it slightly, the omnipresent sharpness of her stare almost made it seem like she was looking for an imperfection to critique. But then, even if that had been what she was doing, there simply wasn’t an imperfection to be found.

Victoria tilted her eyes toward Liam for only a moment, letting him know that a part of her was doing this for his benefit. Then she brushed her thumb across Anna’s breast, like a windshield wiper removing the raindrops clouding visibility. From one side to the other, over Anna’s nipple, to one end, then back over—but then stopping and beginning to swirl around the younger woman’s areola. All this caused Anna, who’d also grown aroused during these past few lurid minutes, to intake sharply, stiffening in her seat.

“So, very sensitive,” Victoria remarked.

“Yes,” Anna said. “It’s… usually only a couple of minutes before I might start climaxing.”

“How long—or how many, perhaps I should say—until you’re worn down and sore?”

“I think we’ve hit around twenty-five during one night we spent together.” She glanced at Liam for confirmation.

“Twenty-six,” Liam said. “If we count the extra one in the shower afterward. We ended up kind of sweaty.”

“From just breast play?” Victoria asked, sounding impressed.

“Yes,” Anna said, trembling as Victoria’s other hand finally involved itself with her unattended breast. “Have you hit a number that high before?”

“Not just from breast play,” Victoria said, then she also glanced in his direction. “Though maybe I just wasn’t letting the right man set his hands all over me, and… I don’t think I’ve ever had someone really try to make me orgasm over and over like that—from just my breasts, at least. There’s usually something else going on—and it’s usually them wanting to start fucking me.”

“I see,” Anna said, swallowing. She pinched and pulled at Victoria’s nipples in perfect synchronization, and the older woman stiffened slightly. A reflexive hiss of pleasure, quiet but profound, escaped between her teeth.

Victoria eyed her, then leaned in. “Liam was right. You can be devious.”

Anna blushed brightly. “You liked it?”

Victoria’s forthcoming reply was so huskily whispered that it set Liam’s blood ablaze. He could only guess what it did to Anna, who was far closer to the paralyzing source of those sharp blue eyes.

“If you do it again, I’ll probably kiss you in front of someone who will very likely be in my classroom this fall. And what will he think of me, then?”

Anna’s jaw flexed, eyes widening. She pinched and pulled.

And was kissed.

The two women made out. The two women played with one another’s breasts. One of them ended up squirming in her seat, her incredibly sensitive breasts attacked by fingertips that showed no mercy. Anna’s eventual climax broke off the kiss, with her gasping, then moaning, then hissing through clenched teeth as Victoria expertly unwound her already feeble defenses. She nearly came out of her chair, falling into Victoria’s lap, which would probably have ended with her suffering one or two more orgasms before she was allowed to return to her territory.

Victoria didn’t go so far—yet. Slowing down as Anna’s euphoria subsided, she helped her retake her seat. She even grabbed the younger woman her drink.

“So sensitive,” Victoria said again, smiling.

“If you want to make a morning or night about finding out, we could,” Liam said, watching Anna as she recuperated through several long gulps of her drink. “Twenty-six, maybe it’s possible for you, too. I think I’ll be able to keep getting Anna higher.”

“Maybe,” Victoria said, eyes glinting as she answered both questions with a single word.

With both women having certainly touched one another, they’d more than fulfilled what Liam’s six combined points were worth. The conversation alone was worth the time spent on enabling it to happen.

And he had points still to spend. So did they.