THE TRIPLETS GAME OF s*x

Round 1, Appetisers

Lindy had her hands covering her mouth in utter disbelief. The Macmiller triplets had their fleshy d***s out in the open! Damn! These men were as infamous as the rumors have it. The muscular one in the middle, who was her favourite had the d**k with the most veins. It was creamish at the tips too. She recalled that Thane was his name. He like his weed bare in his hand without any pipe. Unlike the triplet by the right side, Chad, he was with a hookah. Chad had the biggest d**k. If her calculations were correct, it was a size 10. Chad's d**k was fleshy, chubby and meaty. Girls in the club would call such d**k ‘a jambalaya’. The final triplet Klein had a knife shaped d**k. He was smoking a giant brown Cigar. His d**k was slim, sharp and strong looking. His cap was three times the size of his brothers, he had the biggest d**k cap.

“ Hmmm, “ Lindy let out in a fiesty tone. It appeared like the s*x game would be much fun than she imagined.

Thane began, “ The first round is called Appetisers. This is where you perform in sexy body movements that is to our pleasure. You have six minutes to do that. “ Thane pointed at his c**k, “ You see this guy down there? If he doesn't move for your show it means you have achieved nothing. “

Chad and Klein laughed to Thane's words.

“ What my brother means is that you make our d***s love what you do. Very simple. “ Chad recounted.

Klein snapped his fingers, “ Don't be boring please, explore! “ He ended with an infused tone.

Maria found herself lost looking at the bare chest of Chad Macmiller. She had always known that she was a sucker for ripped chest, and his was a sight to lost upon. Fooled to distraction by Chad's chest, she nicknamed him Chesterfield. Maria imagined her hands scrolling through his eight packs, her tongue weighing every weight his abs carried. She was jolted back to life, back to reality when Dencia pushed her shoulder.

“ Eyes off him, he's mine. “ Dencia referred to Chad.

“ What? “ Maria failed to understand what she meant.

Dencia walked away, leaving her with those words.

“ When that door opens, your colors would be called. “ Thane gestured to a slim red door opposite where the girls stood, “ Show us what you are made of. “ He ended and departed with his brothers, leaving the girls to start at their bare buttocks bouncing away.

“ Earth to Jeane? “ Emma waved her hands past Jeane's still shocked face.

“ What the hell? “ Jeane cussed.

Emma smiled shaking her head, “ Hey at least we are not licking ass. “

“ Not yet, we may. “ Jeane was still stunned.

Just then, color Wine was called.

“ Wish me luck? “ Emma probed.

“ Goodluck Wine. “ Jeane baded her. Emma disappeared through the slim door.

“ Flower glim and glow, let your power flow, make the clock reverse bring back what once was mine, what once was mine. Heal what has been hurt, save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine…. What once was mine. “

That was Jeane singing her favorite song from Tangled cartoon. As she sang, she touched the anchor sign on her forehead. It was in a desperate aim to boost her morale and eradicate fear. The song reminded her of the time when her parents were alive, before the weight of life drowned her sisters and her.

After six minutes, Emma walked out and another color was called, Yellow. Unsteady and still calculating what her moves would be, Jeane walked through the slim door. The music was slow and instrumental.

The triplets sat on a high pedestal, while the dancefloor was painted red and below them. They had their entire body exposed so the girls could see their naughty and lewd facial expressions to boost their s****l appeal and performance. Jeane walked in on Klein massaging his d**k effortlessly. He would occasionally spit on his hands and massage. Emma sure as hell riled him up. The bright lights were turned on and a whistle blew for her to begin.

Jeane took a deep breath and orchestrated her first move. Her hands stretched in a horizontal direction, she began picking her skin from the beginning of her hand to her shoulder. Her moves were childish, unplanned and delicate.

The session was so unappealing that Klein released hold of his d**k and closely observed the dancer.

“ Stop this eyesore! “ He lashed out.

Jeane's heart skipped a beat as she obeyed.

“ This isn't a preschool dance recital. “ Klein replied.

Thane tore a thunderous laughter through the air. “ Should we have a kiddie section for you honey? “

Klein caught sight of the marking drawn on Jeane's forehead. It instantly brought out his artistic side. He rose and walked to her.

Jeane was faced with a naked Macmiller triplet walking towards her. His hardly erected c**k from his intense massaging pointed like a metallic gun at Jeane. As he neared her, he grabbed hardly her chin and stared at her forehead.

“ What is this on your forehead? “ he sternly asked.

Between his hands on her chin, jeane could barely speak. Klein noticed her struggle and released her chin.

“ It's an anchor. “

“ What does it mean? “

“ It symbolises hope, stability and strength. “

Klein paused, “ Why do you have it drawn on your forehead? “

Jeane's heart was thudding fast, “ To give me strength to do this… “ Her voice flattened.

“ Are you into art? “

“ Yes. “

Klein mellowed, he stared at the drawing on her forehead intensely, it was perfectly lined. He was instantly turned on. He may have met the different player he wanted.

“ What is your name? “ Klein wanted to know.

“ Jeane Wilson. “

Klein was interested in her and looking forward to watching her display.

“ You may leave. “ He told her.

***********

“ Blue. “

Maria shook as she heard her color, it was her turn. She adjusted the long black tie she added to her costume, she hoped that the triplets noticed her different look. Maria took a deep breath and walked into the dance floor. What got her attention was the setting of the room. The landscape was very tall and slender. The triplets had positioned above the dancefloor with their body open. Maria saw Chesterfield looking at her with wide eyes, her heart skipped a beat and she had butterflies.

Chad's attention was drawn to color Blue. Not only did she look odd with the black tie on her neck, it complimented her big curves. Blue had an extremely large hips, they were fleshy too. Her breasts was big, her buttocks was also big. She had a sexy flat stomach heavily praised by her slim waist. Chad felt his erection jump, he liked his women big. Maria was his type of woman, exactly like the ones he had hidden in his villa, if not prettier. He wanted her.

Blue began to dance. Chad watched her every move, and all the time he wanted to laugh. Blue started with a slow twerk, but either her ass was too big, or she wasn't skilled in manipulating her shape. She looked like an amateur ball bouncing. While his other brothers may have found her unappetising, he found her cute and funny. But something happened.

While Maria was on the mission to show the Macmiller triplets a style she once saw online. It involved her kneeling with one leg. Unfortunately on her mission to achieve the style, she tripped on her tie and fell to the ground.