Hornmanji Pt. 03

Literotic asexstories – Hornmanji Pt. 03 by Emilymcplugger,Emilymcplugger
HORNMANJI: Part 3

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 scooted 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 called “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”.

“But then our dog knocked the game over and the box closed. Next thing we know we wound-up here,” Titus continued, finishing Marla’s sentence.

“Maybe closing the box is what put you here?” Wendy questioned, whilst I suddenly reflected on what Marla had said.

“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.