As we all remember we left our couples trapped in the house but also trapped on the board, unable to move.  What gives, man?  Well all the answers are here now in the next scintillating chapter of our latest sprawling saga.

WOULD ALL THE PLAYERS PLEASE STAND UP.

  The Dice remained stationary, locked in place by some unknown force.  All of us sought answers in each other’s expressions but found none.  I wondered if I should ask the central orb for advice when the two white cubes flung themselves across the board and landed on a two and a three.  

  “Okay.  It’s a five…but whose turn is it?” Elias asked the group.  Over the course of the night I’d sometimes found his questions to be annoying and tiresome but right now he was asking the right questions, I was just about to venture an answer when I was interrupted.

  “Look!” Wendy yelled, pointing at the board.  On spaces twelve, eleven, nine and eight further pieces were now visible.

  “Were they always there?” I asked, feeling dumb for not noticing.

  “No.  They weren’t,” Amy observed.  

  “Why are there four more pieces?” Emma asked, moving away from the board.  I wondered what was causing her trepidation then I noticed why?  The centre orb that provided clues for our ordeals was now swirling its misty innards, shining fiercely, getting brighter by the second.

  “I’ll close it up,” Elias suggested, moving forward, before an almighty BHWANG ominously sounded.  We all stood about wondering what to do when an enormous wave of energy radiated out from the orb sending all of us tumbling backwards, over furniture and onto the floor.

  “What on God’s green was that?” Elias asked.

  “What the…who the fuck are you?” a voice sounded, an unfamiliar voice, a stranger's voice.  I sat upright, rigid as an iron rod to see a tall, black stranger, stood behind my couch, minus his shirt but down to his jeans.

  “Who are…where on earth are we?” a woman asked behind one of our comfy chairs.  She looked Mediterranean with long wavy brown hair and was down to her underwear, a matching peach set which almost merged into her skin colour.

  “What is going on?” I asked as I stood up, looking at the new faces in the room.  We all stared at each other taking in the newcomers.  There were ten of us in the front room now, five couples.  We needed to know who the new people were so I decided to be the de facto leader of our group.

  “We were playing “HORNMANJI”, the game for adventurous couples, in our house when you suddenly appeared,” I advised the new folks.  The four of them took in their surroundings slightly perplexed at the decor before the black guy spoke up.

  “I’m Titus.  This is my girlfriend Tia,” Titus stated.  Tia waved at us as we waved back her way, the six of us naked in front of these partially dressed newbies who looked ten to fifteen years younger than us.  We looked the way of the last couple who were standing together.

  “Oh, I’m Marla, this is Matty,” the Mediterranean looking lady replied.  In the corner of my eye I caught Emma place her hand to her mouth in realisation.  “WE were playing HORNMANJI also, but this was in our house.  I have no idea how we got here”.

  “You’re not characters in the game then?” Elias asked, as Emma twitched nervously in my peripheral vision.

  “No, we’re all players too,” Marls responded, clearly showing she was the more dominant person in that relationship.

  “Art, can I speak to you for a moment, please?” Emma asked, indicating we needed to leave the room.

  “Sure”.

  The two of us left the room, not before I spied Emma jiggling as she promptly made her way out of there and into the hallway with me looking for crocs as we entered there, just to be sure we were not interrupted.  

  “What’s up?”

  “Oh my God, they’re the ones!  The ones from the drug tent!” Emma whispered as loudly, yet as quietly as possible.  

  “Holy shit,” I breathed, as I thought back.  There were definitely more people in my fantasy than just the six of us.  Were these four individuals the missing folks?  It would certainly explain a lot.  “Well don’t mention it just yet.  Let’s see what else they say first, okay?”

  “Okay,” Emma nodded before we both headed back into the front room to see some people had grown comfy enough to grab a seat and take the weight off.

  “So do we know what happened?” I asked as Emma and I re-entered the front room, catching up on what we may have missed.

  “Marla was just saying the dog knocked over the board after the first round of turns and the board shut back into its box,” Amy explained.  I looked at the four friends and they just nodded morosely.  

  “Then we’ve started the game after that and it’s included us as new players on the same game,” Will concluded.  Everyone nodded unenthusiastically.  

  “So presumably…it’s our turn next,” Matty ventured.  That sick feeling returned to my stomach and I could tell I wasn’t the only one.  The board seemed to have an ominous glow about it, as though it was some kind of Ouija board, but we all knew that Matty was correct.  He may not have said a lot but when he did it was correct.

  “Me then,” Titus spoke, before trying to pick up the dice which remained stubbornly in place.

  "Ah, the board threw the dice before you arrived.  It was a five," Amy added helpfully, getting a smile and a nod from the current new player and turning almost as red as her hair.  After Titus moved his piece we ten all moved forward to read the next dreaded instruction from the central orb.

With all players here your dicks are in danger.

To save them they must get sucked by a stranger.

  “I thought my throw was bad,” Elias remarked, one hand immediately resting over his junk, as all us guys did.

  “What happened there?” Tia asked, marking the first time I'd heard her voice.   Tia looked south-east Asian with straight, black shoulder length hair, and was already down to her underwear, a non-matching, white set which gave its own signal as much as Marla's matching peach set.

  “We regressed to cave people and had sex with each other,” Wendy quickly explained, getting the words out so fast they almost fell over each other as they tumbled from her mouth.

  “Oh my.  And I thought licking Marty’s nipples was a lot,” Tia responded, giving us a flavour of the relatively tame starting game instructions before ours exploded into debauchery.

  “That does seem quite…FUCK!” Will exclaimed clutching his crotch in enormous pain.  I was about to ask him what had occurred when I felt what he did.  A bite went right into the end of my cock, two tiny fangs that could only be from a spider, sending my eyes wide in agony before I crumpled to the ground along with every other guy in there with Titus ripping open his trousers and Matty ripping off his shorts getting as naked as the rest of us.  

  I looked down at my tool and there perched on the end was a disgusting yellow spider digging its fangs into my end.  I flicked it off and squished it beneath my heel, the squelch sounding almost like a tiny high-pitched laugh at the same time.  I nervously peeked at my end and saw that my knob had swollen to double the usual size at the end of my root, throbbing and looking more deep red than pleasantly purple.

  “HOLY FUCK-SHIT!” I spat into the air, covering the tip with my hand so I didn’t have to see it.  I noticed I wasn’t alone as Will and Matty did the same, however Elias and Titus had their eyes glued onto their distended meat.

  “We need to do something,” Amy said, dramatically as she remembered the instruction.  “I’ll take Titus!” she advised before placing herself between his legs and placing her mouth right over his end and sucking on it furiously.

  “I…HO-HO-HO!” Titus bellowed as his agony turned to enjoyment, his stem inflating to match the end, as his eyes closed and head rolled back, his hand reaching for Amy’s shoulders as my wife’s head lovingly suckled the end, the pain from the bite now the last thing on Titus’ mind.

  The four remaining women tried to work out who needed to go where.  Wendy went straight over to the quiet and seemingly shy Matty, removing his hands from his tool and slurpily sucking it, sending Marty’s eyes wide as this unknown woman started to move her mouth up and down his rapidly-engorging length.  Matty started to flick his hips up for each downward bob of Wendy’s head.  

  Marla didn’t hesitate, even though she was new to this she grasped the concept straight away and moved between Will’s legs and planted her lips gently around his end, carefully gobbling his swollen head, bringing my skinny friend instant comfort as her hand moved around his shaft to pump up its thickness.  I watched all three of them and my blistering tool craved that same relief.  Emma darted over to Elias who immediately held up his hand to stop his wife.

  “NO!” Elias yelled, still clutching his painful end, but clearly finding no relief.

  “NO?!  You pick NOW to turn down a blowjob?” Emma responded, prickly.  Elias tried to answer but a momentary spike of agony stopped him, his face withered in discomfort before he was able to speak.

  “It said “strangers” remember?  It’s got to be someone other than me,” Elias explained, his eyes watering as his swollen end ached.  “Please…Art…” Elias managed to advise Emma who nodded and darted over to me.

  “Hey,” Emma said as she got onto her knees.

  “Hey,” I replied, distracted by the torment the spider bite was causing.  

  “Bet you never thought you’d be doing this at the start of the evening,” Emma joked as she scooched forward.

  “Uh-huh,” I replied, wanting to seem like I appreciated the joke, but I was still wracked with an unearthly discomfort.  Emma removed my hand, wrapped one around my stalk and took my end into her mouth.  A sense of instant relief encompassed the entire area between my legs, as though a thousand tingly menthol patches had been slapped around my waist.  I found myself gently raising my hips meeting Emma’s mouth, before she switched to rolling her tongue around my end.

  “Honey, help him,” Titus called out to his wife.  Tia was still standing there, looking terrified, clearly she did not want to put Elias' tool in her mouth but Elias was now writhing in distress as the stinging sensation from the bite was overloading his senses.

  “Please…you’re the only one who can help…me,” Elias begged, tears rolling down his face.  Tia stared at Elias and understood she couldn’t let him down and so strode forward, planted herself between his knees and sucked his end into her mouth.

  “HO hoo ooooh!” Elias sighed as Tia tenderly worked his dick, his prick steadily firming in her mouth as he went from agony to ecstasy in an instant, all thoughts of stings and bites leaving his mind as Tia firmed-up his cock, licking his rapidly growing stiffy slowly from base to tip.  

  I looked down at Emma who merely winked at me and smiled as she rolled her tongue dirtily around my end, a mucky grin on her lips as she did so whilst the sounds of slurping, sucking and manly groans filled the room.  

  “As you guys are feeling okay, do you think we should stop now?” Emma asked as she removed her mouth, licking her lips as she moved back.  I was about to jokingly suggest that they should carry on just to be sure when an agonising burn shot through the end of pole, causing me to tense up in agony.  

  “Let me see that…OH MY LORD!” Emma exclaimed as the end of my cock was throbbing like a light switching on and off.  My friend’s wife returned her tongue to my tip, rolling it around the end and immediately calming it down with the throbbing dissipating and the burning replaced by a mellow glow as Emma plunged her mouth down my length, soothing the discomfort and restoring the intense joy.

  I gazed over to Amy as Titus thrust his hips up, and anguished look on his face as he was ready to finish as Amy sucked hungrily on his tool.  I could tell that she could feel his dick pulsing along its length like he was about to explode in her mouth and Amy would let him, it’s where she let me finish.  Titus flicked his head back dramatically and his abs tightened as he groaned his orgasm right down Amy’s throat, my wife moving her open mouth away from his organ, showing the stranger exactly where his seed went.

  This seemed to flick a switch in the rest of us that orgasming now would be permissible as someone else had come first.  The next to approach his end was Will who, whist thrusting between Marla’s lips had his eyes firmly on my red-haired wife’s body, his eyes seemingly sliding off every curve, before he pursed his lips and close his eyes, Marla moving her mouth away and pointing his tool at her tits, his goo exploding over her bra-covered boobs.

  I had about as much as I could take as Emma’s lavish attention to my frenulum was making the cum surge down my cock, like a shaken coke bottle whose twits cap had been turned.  My cum splattered onto her lips and chin catching her somewhat by surprise.  I looked over at Wendy only to see that Matty had sprayed all over boobs as I’d finished leaving only the ever-truculent Elias left with Tia licking around his tip whilst sliding her hand up and down his shaft as she provoked him to his climax, his glutes clenching involuntarily as he scrunched his face up in ecstasy sending a stream of goo into the air, just missing Tia’s face and hitting Elias’ bloated stomach.

  I slouched back down after witnessing that, feeling spent as Emma remained in position between my legs, her hand was still slowly working my semi-swollen tool.  Around the room it was a similar story with this particular role of the dice certainly breaking down barriers between the new players and ourselves, but still it felt like further bonding was required.

  "Who wants a drink?" I asked, throwing my arm enthusiastically into the air. 

  "I do," Titus replied.

  "Me too," Marla concurred.

  "Yeah, I could do to get this taste out of my mouth," Emma remarked.  I raised my head and stared at her, feeling a caress of emotional damage at her comment.  "No offence".

  "Some taken," I shot right back, before pushing myself up and heading into the kitchen.  "Those that have glasses please bring them back into the kitchen," I reminded those of us who'd already been served as I removed glasses that no longer matched for our new arrivals.  Everyone trundled in and gathered around the kitchen island as I poured for Marla and Tia and despatched bottles of beers to Titus and Matty.

  "A toast!" Will suggested.  Everyone stared at Will expecting him to offer more, only to discover from his blank expression that he thought someone else was going to do that piece of heavy lifting.

  "New friends," Matty offered.  As ever this seemingly quiet young man had smashed the proverbial nail into the metaphoric wood.  We all raised our bottles and glasses and took a well-deserved slug, needing the courage the liquid was giving us as we gulped our chosen poisons down.

  "So, you guys were playing Hornmanji and then found yourselves here?  I can't even imagine how that could happen," Elias pondered.

  "Elias.  You literally held off a herd of crocodiles," Wendy reminded him, just to point out how bonkers the night had been.  

  "Actually they're called a "bask" when they are on land," Elias corrected Wendy.  

  "Well to me a group of crocodiles is calling "a sharp exit" any other day around here," Amy joked to assorted laughs from everyone in the kitchen.

  "Do you reckon that we might wind up in someone else's house?" Emma asked, looking nervously about.  For a moment we all wondered if that was likely to happen here.  Whether we would wind up being transported to another house with more naked people and have to go through even more unsettling introductions.  

  "It's possible I guess," I ruminated, running my hands across my forehead as if that would somehow assist with the physical act of thinking. "I don't suppose you guys have any idea how you managed to get here?"

  "None," Marla began before anyone else could begin to speak.  "We had the option of playing Hornmanji or playing on Titus' brand new PS3 but I'm not really into computer games".

  "A PS3?" I asked.  "A NEW PS3?"

  "Yeah.  Brand new.  I don't get what all the fuss is about myself," Marla giggled, however my friends and I were stonily silent.  I considered for a moment what Marla said and remembered buying the game from the Knick-knacks store we found.  When I bought it the box was covered in dust, like it had been there some time, ignored, unwanted, unopened.  Surely it couldn't be that they had effectively laid dormant in a box for around eighteen years waiting for some unsuspecting people to throw a dice and start the game again, could it?

  "What year do you think this is?" Amy asked the four newcomers.

  "2007?" Tia responded, fearfully.  

  "It's 2024," Will replied.  Our four newbies faces fell in shock at the news.  Titus shook his head angrily, Tia began to cry, Marla had her head in her hands and Matty stood there, deep in thought, as they all processed this news in different ways.  I cast my mind over the evening so far and all the bizarre shit we had endured before speaking up.

  "We need to finish the game," I stated, the four people across from me looking horrified that I would even suggest this now, so I raised my hand to calm them down and get my point across.  "Hang on, hang on.  Before you say anything let's look at what's happened so far.  You guys have been captured in the box, unaware that time has passed.  I believe that if we finish the game, you will return to your time and we'll all be...not necessarily none-the-wiser but...where we should be.  What do you think?"  

The four faces across from me seemed to contain four of the five stages of grief, denial, anger and depression on the faces of Tia, Titus and Marla, but Matty was the smart one with acceptance plastered across his.

  "I agree.  We finish this at least there's a chance we make it back," Matty confirmed, seemingly waking the group from their slumber with his gentle words.  Titus breathed deeply through his nose before slapping his hands together in the loudest clap I have ever heard.

  "YEAH!  Let's do this," Titus whispered, in direct contrast to his affirmation.

  "In for a penny," Marla replied, before taking Titus' bottle of beer and draining it to the bottom.

  "Hey!" Titus rebuffed Marla to relieved laughs from everyone.  We all looked at Tia who merely nodded in her quiet way.  We all nodded along with her and, feeling like we had some kind of plan, made our way back into the living room to finish this fucker.  There were not many squares around this board but there didn't need to be, the forfeits and hazards were so graphic and terrifying if this had been like the game of life, we'd have all died of a heart attack before we got to the end.

  "So, whose turn..." Elias began.

 "It's mine!" Tia interjected, grabbing the dice, more assertively than I had seen her do so at this stage, taking the dice and hurling them across the board till they rested on two threes, taking her from nine to fifteen.  As soon as the dice came to a stop we all of us leaned in to see what it was that the board was telling us, the misty orb seeming to take ever longer to clear before it revealed its latest challenge.

In order to move forward, places three

Pick two other explorers to play with thee.

  "What the fuck?  And all I got was 'strip to the waist and pretend to be a gorilla'!" Titus complained, getting a laugh from everyone at his indolence at his turn's mixed bag of lame and misfortune, before we all turned to look back at Tia, wondering who she would pick to play with.  I couldn't help but notice that all the guys sat bolt upright in their seats, all trying to make themselves seem unconsciously bigger than their rivals around the board.  Tia considered everyone around the table before making her decision.

  "Wendy and Amy," Tia stated, boldly with an extremely cheeky and extraordinarily broad smile creeping over her lips.  We all looked at Amy and Wendy, and could tell they were not expecting to be part of this triad of pleasure.

  “Oh…okay,” my wife replied, moving herself over to Tia, leaving space for Wendy to conclude the triangle.  Wendy got up and placed herself at the missing point, all three women just looking at each other momentarily, trying to work out just what they wanted and how they wanted it.

  “Any ideas what we do next?” Wendy asked, clearly unsure what to do next, before Amy reached round the back of Tia and unclipped bra, sliding the straps down her arms.

  “This…is new,” Matty stated, getting a stare of admonishment from Marla, before both of them returned their gazes to the action in front of them as Tia slipped her panties down her legs rendering herself as naked as the two women next to her.  Although Amy and Wendy had engaged in wild activities tonight there was something about Tia’s expression that indicated that she was in charge of the situation unfolding.

“Either side of me, come close,” Tia instructed as she lay back against the sofa, her legs slightly open, ready to receive whatever attention she wanted.  Amy moved next to Tia on her right and Wendy on her left, the two of them matching her pose with legs slightly ajar.  Tia bit her lip as she moved both her hands between both women’s legs, pressing gently on their love-buttons before subtly swirling her fingers.

  “Oh shit,” Wendy muttered, in response before instinctively letting her right hand travel over Tia’s thigh before exploring her curly snatch and then down to Tia's bean, rubbing it up as my wife, Amy ran her hand up and down her thigh before dipping a finger into her entrance.

  "Nice," Tia whispered, the filthy smile curling ever more at the edges.  I don't know if she'd done this before but it seemed to be something she was very prepared for if it was her fantasy, her hips rolling against the two hands playing with her snatch, whilst Wendy brought her hand up to her breast as she massaged her tit, eyes closed.  Amy by contrast was busy eyeing her hand moving inside Tia's slit and Tia's finger playing with her nub.

"Oh fucking Hell," Amy sighed, her thighs undulating together minutely in response to Tia's increased speed as her index finger found just the right tempo and pressure between her legs.  All three women were now catching their breath more noticeably, licking their lips and inhaling deeply through their noses as they tried to concentrate on giving pleasure as much as receiving it.  I flicked my eyes about the room and noticed Elias, Emma and Will openly enjoying the show with the two guys having their hands around their meat and Emma with her fingers in her pussy as she gazed at the threesome with envious eyes.  Titus and Matty were sliding their hands over their trousers along their lengths and Marla had her hands in her knickers, lips pursed together no longer concerned with whether Matty was watching or not as she was more intrigued as to what was happening herself.

"OOOOH!  Oh God!" Wendy exclaimed as Tia's hands increased the pace again, her face snarling in delight at the pleasure both hands were providing for the women on either side of her.  Tia was clearly savouring being in control like this as her own thighs began to tremble due to the efforts of Amy and Wendy on her snatch, her stomach muscles tensing as the delight flicked up through her body, till all three of them had their heads back and eyes closed as they were now breathing deeply as they got closer and closer and closer.

  "No, no, no.  OOOOH!" Wendy remarked, her lip quivering, matching her thighs as she gripped Tia's thigh whilst her hips rolled against Tia's finger, Tia staring at my friend's wife intently as her mouth made an "O" shape but no sound came out, before she slammed her thighs against Tia's fingers.  "NO MORE, no more," Wendy begged as Tia withdrew her hand knowing her work with Wendy was no done as she turned more towards Amy, the two of them still side on but facing each other more, their hands moving between each other's thighs more aggressively as it became a competition to see who could get the other off, first.

  "Cum for me, baby.  Cum for me," Amy told Tia who shook her head, determined to bring my red-headed, round-totted wife to orgasm before her.  Wendy looked over at the two of them and smirked.  Wendy moved behind Tia, her hands wrapping around the slender woman and tenderly mauling her breasts as she kissed up Tia's neck.  Clearly Tia was surprised by this as her body became wracked with pleasure, my wife's expression going from wanton to triumphant as Tia quivered then melted into Wendy's arms.

  "OH YEAH. OH YEAH, OH YEAH, OH! Tia echoed as she came all over Amy's fingers, her body going limp as she leant against Wendy who continued to pepper her neck with loving kisses.  “Oh, wow!  That was amazing!” Tia commented, arms by her side whilst Wendy attended her with gentle pecks and squeezes of her tits as Tia gurgled in delight.  

  I peered at everyone else who were still attending to themselves but at a more sedate pace, gripping their meat or sliding their fingers over their snatch, the room seemed to have upped the ante as the girls upped themselves.  I looked back at Amy who was sitting there breathing heavily but with a most trepidatious look on her face.  I nodded as if to suggest we leave the room and she agreed, what I did not expect was that Titus and Tia and Elias and Emma would move at the same time as the two of us headed down to the kitchen, most people clearly wanting space to talk after what just happened.  I wondered only momentarily what it was that they were discussing as we made our way to the kitchen island and I emptied more drink into two glasses, caring little for spillages now.

  “What is happening?” Amy asked.  I handed her the drink feeling slightly puzzled at the question.

  “Well you, Tia and Wendy just finger-blasted each other into oblivion,” I stated, before taking a gulp.

  “That’s not what I mean and you know it!” Amy snapped back.  “This is getting…you know…intense!”

  “You’re feeling scared?  Me too.  I don’t fancy getting eaten by a lion or stampeded by elephants,” I confessed.  Amy slammed her glass down as it I was being completely unreasonable.

  “I’m not talking about that, I’m talking about I’m scared for us,” Amy replied, tearfully.  “I don’t want…anything to happen to us.  What, what if I fall in love with Tia or you start fancying Emma?  What’s going to happen to us then?”

  I thought about that for a moment.  It had occurred to me as the jealousy had flickered through my mind as I watched Amy wipe away tears, considering a future that may well be adversely affected by our actions tonight.

  “I’m scared about that too, but I’m sure that as long as we’re straight with each other about our feelings…then we’ll be fine,” I lied.  I was already hiding my fantasies about Emma, and I was pretty sure there was some kind of unspoken connection between her and Will, but what could we do?  We had to finish the game.  We literally had no choice or we wound up in the game in someone else’s house in ten years time.  I downed my drink and held her hand as we headed back to the other partygoers, old friends and new, however we were prevented from doing so as we reached the hallway and heard Titus and Tia arguing fiercely in hushed tones with myself and Amy stopping before we turned the corner to face them.

  "I can't believe you did that with two other women...that you don't even know!" Titus exclaimed, quietly.  Amy and I craned our heads as near as we could without being spied on by the new couple.

  "Well, I had some experiences in college and I liked it.  S'all," Tia replied with that quiet voice of hers, clearly not bothered by what she did only moments ago.

  "When that thing came up two people to play with I expected you to pick ME," Titus stated, angrily but barely above a whisper.

  "Oh really!  So I should only fool around with you but it's okay for you to have that ginger slut suck your cock?" Tia countered.  Amy looked incensed by that comment and moved to turn the corner.  I had to grab her and put my hand over her mouth for her to not reveal our presence.  "Look it's obvious the only way out of this shitty place is by finishing the game right?  So let's just do that".

  It was now that I felt like going round that corner and giving her a piece of my mind, whatever there was of it.  Our house was not some terrace but a decent sized semi.  I was vexed at Tia's comments, especially as we were being judged by 2007 standards.  The two of them went back into the living room and I let go of Amy.

  "The FUCKING nerve!" Amy started.  I held my hands up partly in solidarity, partly to get her to stop.

  "I agree, but the wise thing to do is to finish the game so they get out of here.  Agreed?" I asked.  Amy nodded and the two of us headed back into the living room only to hear Marla admonishing her husband as we entered.

  “Just throw the damn dice!” Marla yelled at Matty, her voice screechingly angry.  The cubes tumbled from his fingers and we watched as they bounced before they stopped on a two and a four pushing Matty from eight to fourteen.  We all pushed our heads close in to see if this would be another fun challenge but we doubted this turn would be.

A giant daisy-chain you must make

In order to intimidate this giant snake.

  “A giant snake?  Is that like…our dicks?” Titus asked.  Elias turned to Titus and shook his head, as if disgusted at his amateur error.  There was a feeling of dread in all of us as we heard the slithering scrape coming from down the hallway.

  We turned to look where the noise was coming from when an almighty “HISSSS!” echoed through the house so loudly it was almost as though it had its own sound system.

  “Please tell me that’s a metaphorical snake,” Titus gulped.

  “It isn’t,” Elias confirmed, even before seeing the creature.  As its head turned the corner I felt a shiver go through my body from my scalp to my soles, chilling my soul on its downward path.  The snake slinked into the front room displaying a mottled brown uneven pattern, moving its thickening body slowly around the room.  All of us remained routed to the spot, clearly believing a lack of motion would render us invisible, like we’d all seen in the movies with a King Cobra, but this definitely wasn’t that, as it hugged the wall as it slithered in it revealed itself to be somewhere nearer twenty-five, maybe even thirty feet long.

  "Do we just stand still then?" Emma asked, her chest heaving as the fear gripped her.  I had to try hard not to get turned-on by her massive rack expanding and contracting as she breathed.

  "No.  It said we have to make a daisy chain, remember?" Amy reminded everyone.  "Here, grab my hand," my wife said to Will who somehow had managed to wind up next to her and myself.  I reached out either side of me to Emma who grabbed my hand and then Matty next to her, after that the group went boy-girl, boy-girl till it ended back with Will.  Once we'd concluded our little circle I turned to face the snake to see if it was ignoring us as it glided around the room.  The enormous creature merely opened its fangs wide and HISSED maniacally at us, almost shaking its head in answer to my unanswered question.

  "For fuck sake!  What the Hell does it want?!" Wendy whispered as loudly as she dared.  

  "I know what it wants," Marla stated, her face ashen as she realised what came next before the rest of us did.  "It means a daisy-chain!"

  "Is this not a daisy-chain?" Emma asked, looking as puzzled and naive as the rest of us except Marla.

  "This is a daisy-chain, but not the daisy-chain it wants," Marla replied.  I could tell she wanted us to succeed in keeping the snake at bay but, in spite of her loudness, she felt somewhat vulnerable in this situation.  I decided to help her out to some degree.

  "You instruct us on what we need to do and we'll follow your lead." I offered as a solution.  Marla nodded and got onto her knees, with all of us following.   She thought for a moment and then removed her knickers leaving her bra on. 

  "Trust me, you won't need bottoms on," Marla advised, revealing a triangular patch of trimmed hair between her legs that immediately captured my gaze as it nestled against her darker skin, her athletic thighs V-ing between her legs upward as the small pubic arrow pointed downwards to a place I really wanted to be.

  "Hey!" a woman next to me exclaimed as she yanked my hand.  I was surprised to see that the woman huffing at that was Emma.  I turned to her and noticed she was looking at me with envious eyes, scowling as if my lustful stare was a betrayal not to my wife, Amy, but to her.

  "Thank you, Emma.  Hey indeed," Amy continued as she too looked at me with annoyance before turning to check that Will was not checking Marla out.  What the Hell was happening to us?  By now Matty, Titus and Marla were all also naked like the rest of us and we all eagerly awaited Marla’s instructions.

  “Okay, so…Elias.  Lie down facing up, please,” Marla commanded.  Elias did so, his belly looking slightly better in that position.  Marla merely nodded, led side-on to Elias and then bent over and took Elias prick into her mouth, much to the shock of Elias who looked as though he would pass out due to two blow-jobs befalling on him upon the same night as Marla slid her tongue carefully round his tip.  For a moment we all stared at the two of them, before Marla scolded Matty.

  “Come on, Matty.  Stick your face between my legs!  Everyone else carry-on doing that till we’ve completed a circle!” Marla demanded.  Marla’s other half moved his head between Marla’s legs and began to lap at her pussy like a dog drinking from a bowl.  Emma led down and started to suck on Matty’s pole.  I didn’t need an invite to stick my face into Emma’s mousy blonde gash as I’d wanted to taste her all night.  I moved my face forward and planted my tongue inside her wet passage, as I did I heard Emma give a muffled moan of enjoyment around Matty's length as I ran my mouth up and down her slit, relishing the feel of her folds and the taste of her juices in my mouth.  

  My eyes were closed and I was so lost in the moment that when a tongue met the base of my girth and licked all the way up I was genuinely surprised, until I worked out it was Amy giving my cock the treatment she knew I loved, flicking her tongue at my frenulum and driving me wild whilst I was trying to focus on Emma and her delicious quim.  The circle was getting bigger and bigger and as more people joined more sighs and moans could be heard along with slurps and sloppy tongues working at each other's bits, till a voice broke the mood.

  "What are you waiting for?  Get your tongue in," Tia said to Elias who shrugged his shoulders in a puzzled way.

  "Elias, come on," Wendy encouraged him.  Elias just looked like he was being asked to do something horrific.

  "You know...I'm not really a fan of this," Elias confessed, the snake hissing its discontentment at his remarks.  The rest of us groaned at his recalcitrance.

  "Elias you get your tongue in there right NOW!" Emma barked at her obstinate husband who stared at Tia's gaping entrance and attached his lips to it, Tia's reaction indicating that he was indeed eating her pale pussy.  All of us turned away from Elias and Tia and returned to the meals in front of us, me latching back onto Emma's sloppy cunt as Amy renewed her acquaintance with my stuffy as the three of us moved against each other's mouths as part of this erotic circle, my own tongue circling Emma's clit as I tapped my arms around her thighs to secure her in place against my lips, Amy's mouth sliding up and down my prick as I clenched my buttocks appreciatively.

  The room started to echo with the sounds of hungry mouths feasting on the sturdy meat and fleshy clams of each person on the chain.  I didn’t know how it was that Marla came to work out what was required and I didn’t particularly care, I was happy with my cock being lovingly swallowed by my wife and my own mouth savouring her best friends sopping twat.  

  I was in a great place till I felt something else move against me and hiss.  I froze temporarily as I felt more of its length move against my skin until I remembered the clue.  

A giant daisy-chain you must make

In order to intimidate this giant snake.

  We had to keep it together and stay connected in order to put the huge Python off.  I felt Emma stiffen as the snake moved past her just as I had done, so I returned my lapping at her snatch, inserting a finger inside her as I sucked on her bean, taking the entire fleshy control into my mouth and sucking on it.

  “MMMF!” I heard Emma react in surprise to my digit as more people went silent upon feeling the reptile’s length against them.  I redoubled my efforts on Emma’s mousey pussy, hoping my mouth would encourage her to do the same as I licked at her, I could feel her head moving with renewed speed up and down Matt’s tool before she changed tack.  I opened my eyes and could see her moving her hand up and down his staff as she licked around his balls, the snake sliding its body next to us, trying to assess our collective size.  I moved Emma's hips so I could see how Elias was doing.  I knew he would be the weak link in whether we would all wind up swallowed in the python's belly but as I took in what had occurred even I was shocked.  

  The huge reptile had not just rubbed up against Elias but had moved up over his midriff and was effectively slithering over his waist before returning to our outer perimeter.  My mouth was agape for a split second before I resumed the task at hand.  Elias for all the criticism levelled at him was lapping at Tia's pussy as though he was a six-month old who'd just discovered ice-cream, riding his tongue up between her slender folded of flesh and wriggling his head as he got to the top, so much so that he was managing to distract Tia from swallowing down Titus' length, before she wrapped her fingers around his meat and pointed it at her face and took him in her mouth.

  I could feel Amy slurping away at my tool as I slid my tongue around Emma's fleshy entrance.  I felt the python's tail slip past me and its hiss echoing from the other end of the circle as it seemed to be moving away.  If it was heading out then there was no need to stay in this daisy chain position but none of us moved, I could still feel Amy's lips wet embrace around mu cock and there was no way I was gonna stop delving into Emma's warm opening.  The sound of hissing and slithering gone the only sounds that could be heard was the moaning, groaning and sighing of the participants of the chain, none of us daring to stop, all of us rejoicing in the giving and receiving of pleasure, my eyes closed, cock hard, ears open and tongue tingling.

  "Has...Has it gone?" a very breathless Marla asked as Matty continued to lick at her very damp cunt.

  "I think...I think it...has," Titus replied as he looked up and around.  "I think...I think we're okay," Titus continued breaking the circle, a collective breath of relief or disappointment coming from the folks gathered.  We all began to get up off the floor, dicks still from and waggling after the onslaught of oral delight, all of us gathering our collected thoughts whilst also gathering a collected eyeful of everyone else's nudity.  As soon as everyone stood up we all seemed to disperse, I turned to Amy and was crest-fallen to see her walking away for a chat with Will, her arse bouncing provocatively as she skipped away.

  "You okay?" Emma asked, detecting my puzzlement and annoyance.

  "Yeah...no...maybe.  I guess," I replied, my head spinning in confusion as to what was going on with us all.  "You want a drink?"

  Emma nodded and we walked out of the front room leaving Wendy, Elias, Matty and Tia all sitting about looking sheepish, but I couldn't think about them right now as I had my own concerns.  I headed into the kitchen only to create more spillage as I poured another drink to add to the merry buzz I was starting to develop in my head, chinking my glass with Emma's before swigging the lot down in one go, letting it burn my throat as it disappeared into my stomach on its merry journey to my bloodstream.  

  "What the Hell did Amy want with Will?" Emma asked.  I shook my head a couple of times as more of the alcohol started to make its way up there.  I still needed my wits and head to work and I just realised that dulling them with booze was probably not a good idea.

  "I dunno.  Are we still cool though?" I asked Emma.  My friend's buxom, blonde wife stood there and stared at me.  In the last hour I'd had my cock in her mouth as her tongue rolled around my swollen end and I had cherished having her pussy lips pressed firmly against my lips as she moved her hips against my mouth.  Emma put down her drink and pressed her body against me and kissed me, her arms reaching up around my shoulders and her pelvis pressing against my solid other half that was surging up and pressing against her mousy thatch, her tongue sliding inside and rubbing against mine.  We stayed that way for a couple of minutes when I suddenly felt very exposed, that we may be being observed.  

  I removed my lips from hers (regretfully) and looked about the kitchen.  We were the only people there.  Whatever was going on with other people it seemed like they had their own issues.  I kept my arms around Emma for a bit longer, enjoying the squishy feel of her body pressed against mine, before letting her go.  Emma moved back a step and took a drink, her eyes on me as she downed the glass, my tool bobbing cheerily in response to her sultry behaviour.

  "Let's head back," I suggested.  Emma said nothing but grabbed my hand and led me out of the kitchen, the two of us however froze when we heard two more voices coming from upstairs, a couple of voices from two people who were not a couple. two of our new arrivals, Titus and Marla.  

  "We have to be careful.  Tia can't find out," Titus whispered.  Emma turned round and mouthed "oh my God" in my general direction.  I nodded and we pressed ourselves still against the wall in order to take in more.

  "Neither can Matty.  And you know how smart he is?  He picks up on things real quick," Marla countered.  Emma turned my way, eyes wide as she heard Marla's confession.  I merely nodded and waited to hear more from the two cheaters.

  "It's a real shame.  In different circumstances we could have really enjoyed the game tonight," Titus remarked.  For a beat it went quiet, until the unmistakable sound of kissing echoed from upstairs to us down on the ground floor, the two unsanctioned lovers sighing and moaning approval as they got caught up in the moment.  I couldn't believe what we'd stumbled into and I felt bad for Tia and Matty in the front room unaware of what their other halves were doing, but on the other hand I felt just as bad for Amy and Elias for what Emma and I had been up to.  I decided to get the four of us back in the front room as I figured everyone would be back by now.  

  "DO YOU WANT ME TO BRING YOUR DRINK INTO THE LIVING ROOM, EMMA?" I shouted, loud enough that others around the house would know where we were and respond accordingly.  The kissing sounds stopped and neither Emma or myself looked up the stairs to see Titus and Marla, we had our own guilt to deal with without having to add someone else's to it.  

  We entered the front room expecting most people to still be there but were surprised to see Elias and Wendy as the only occupants, but rather than being sat across from each other they were sitting together.  I don't think either of us disguised our surprise at this very well.  Elias frowned when he saw us and folded his arms.  I instinctively gulped hard as he looked at the two of us, a scowl of annoyance across his countenance.

  "Well?" Elias remarked.  Emma and I looked at each other, feeling our faces instantly redden under his one-word interrogation.

  "Erm...: I began, but quickly realised I didn't have anything like a plausible explanation.

  "You forgot your drink," Elias concluded.  Emma and I looked down and realised that's what was missing.  

  "Oh my God, of course," I chuckled, probably too loud.

  "I'll go back and get it," Emma continued diving out as I took a seat across from Elias and Wendy who I noticed also had a bit of a ruffled look about them.  I wanted to mention it but thought better of it.  If they had been doing anything then they'd have to lie to me and I'd have to lie to them and there was no point doing that.  Emma emerged back in with Will and Amy.  We all said a few words to greet them as they came back in, but, as Amy passed me I glanced up at her but and could see red finger-marks where someone had been gripping her backside.  I scanned Amy and Will as they sat down and spied a dark curly hair wrapped around one of her nipples.  My stomach flipped over at that, combined with the finger marks on her arse but was distracted briefly by other people coming back in with Tia and Matty the last to do so.

  "Marla...It's your play.  Here's hoping this is another lucky go," I remarked.  Marla just picked the dice up and flicked her wrist sending the blocks tumbling before it landed on a one and a four.  Marla moved to seventeen and again we all gathered around the orb awaiting it's pleasure or its peril as the words appeared out of the fog like the word of the Lord or something.

In order to show that civilised you ain’t

You must get daubed with tribal paint

  "HORNMANJI becomes Pictionary," Will joked, getting a mild giggle from some of us, but we couldn't help but be confused.  Where were we gonna get the paints from and who was gonna paint who?  I should have known that the game would provide the answer.  "Look," Will whispered.  In the hallway we could see a number of figures emerge, tribes-people, with grass skirts around their midriff's that barely covered what was underneath.  As they entered we could see there were five young women and five young men, each carrying a scooped-out coconut, each with a different colour paint within.  

  I was about to ask how they got such a thing as coconuts were not found in Africa or the middle east when a young woman approached me, her hair a huge bushy afro that dwarfed her head and face, my eyes taking a quick look at her naked breasts and noticed the ultra-dark areolas at the end of her chocolate teats.  I remembered my place and glanced over at Amy who was biting her lip as an enormous bean-pole of a guy stuck two fingers in his coconut of green paint and smeared them around the nipples of each breast, Amy closing her eyes in delight as she savoured his fingers on her.

  I was about to say something when my artist stepped in front of me, placed her palm in the paint, and wrapped her hand around my length, coating my girth with the cool, coloured liquid, her hand sliding up and down mu cock as it reacted to her touch.  I looked over at Emma who had a guy kneeling in front of her his fingers daubed in blue creating a finger mark pattern between her thighs that she was responding delightedly to.  Everywhere the story was the same, Titus painter was daubing him white from his neck all the way down to his pubes, tracing little lines for his abs as she went.

  Wendy's painter had his hands covered in brown paint and was mashing his hands into her boobs, a sensation she was very much enjoying.  My attempt to take in each person's experience was suddenly interrupted when my artist added more red paint, this time to her boobs and then mashed herself against me, her hands reaching around and grabbing my glutes, my arse cheeks now marked with red paint as she massaged my buttocks, something that only Amy knew drove me wild, but I sensed this game knew everything about us.  

  I could see Elias have his stomach caressed in purple paint as his colour artist was knelt down, her face dangerously close to his angry end as it bobbed excitedly in front of her, merely inches away.  I moved my head back towards my wife Amy who was standing with her legs apart as her artist ran his paint-lubed fingers up the insides of her thighs up to her pussy, stopping millimetres from her entrance her hands either side of her bush as she moved her head back, loving the attention.  Before Emma's "OOH!" grabbed my attention.    Her painter was now crouched down as her hips running one paint-covered hand up and away from her pussy whilst the other was moving between her cheeks away from her butt at the same time.  

  We were all loving the feeling of fingers exploring our bodies, the various patterns of the paint as the multitude of colours marked our bodies teasing us as we succumbed to the probing of digits across our skin, tantalising our already inflamed senses.  I opened my eyes and looked over to see Marla reach under the skirt of the guy who was spreading his fingers under her boobs, as soon as she did the Hornmanji gong echoed through the house.  

  We were in trouble, we just didn't know how much just yet.

END OF PART THREE

  And that's that for now.  What comes next in the world of HORNMANJI?  Who can say?  I'll certainly be staying tuned next time to find out in this enthralling tale. Till then...enjoy.