textfiles/sex/EROTICA/W/wordgame.txt

Archive-name: word-games

On the rack before me were the following tiles:

  STARBES

We were only a few turns into the game, but my wife was already way
ahead (as usual).  Being an English major and a voracious reader, her
mind possessed an incredible vocabulary, including every two- and
three-letter word in the Scrabble Player's Dictionary.  But I enjoyed
the game regardless of whether I won or lost, and besides, it was
difficult to feel bad or discouraged about anything when Teresa was
near!

Anyway, it was her turn, and she was busily shuffling her tiles back and
forth, seeking out the elusive "Bingo" word.  I was doing likewise, and
silently cursing the Tile God for the two S's in the rack.  (If one were
an R, I'd have BARTERS; if one were an E, I'd have REBATES; and so on
etc.)  Of course, it was INEVITABLE that Teresa would play on the open
triple word spot.  And sure enough, her fingers lightly grasped a whole
mess of tiles from her rack, reached across, and plopped MOVERS down on
the triple, connecting the S to LICE to form SLICE.  Well at least it's
not a Bingo, I thought.  She jotted down her score, turned the board
around to face me, grabbed her new tiles, and got up.  "Got to use the
RR, honey -- be right back!"

I nodded and smiled at her, and my smile grew as she got up.  Something
just below my belt began to grow too.  We'd been married seven years,
but the time had not diminished her beauty and sexiness, nor my
incessant horniness every time I looked at her.  As she moved I could
see her large, firm breasts jiggle slightly beneath her blouse, and her
hips (heck, her whole body!) moved so sexily as she walked away.  My
cock was beginning to really press against my shorts, and I knew right
then that I would not be able to concentrate fully on the game tonight!

But I WANTED to get a Bingo word and bring my score up at least to the
same number of digits as her score.  I looked at my tiles, then at the
board, then back at my tiles, then started shuffling them.

  REBATSS  RESTABS (stabs again?)  BARTESS  STRABES (is that a word?)
  STEARBS  BASTERS  BREASTS

It practically leaped off the rack at me.  I searched the board
frantically for a word I could end or begin with an R or S, and found
it.  Yay!  Now it was the Goddess of Coincidences who was playing games
with me, but I sure wasn't complaining.  I was putting the word on the
board just as my wife reentered the room.

She was not wearing the same thing she had been when she'd left.  In
fact, she was wearing very little now.  A nearly transparent lace bra
lifted her glorious mounds, the nipples pointing right at me and
taunting me through the fabric.  Very negligible lace panties started
way up behind her back and plunged around the front and down between her
legs.  She walked slowly up to the table, then sat down.  On her face
was that smile of hers that told me that tonight was to be a long and
sleepless one.  I just stared at her, and below the table my cock stood
and saluted.  I was mentally drooling (maybe physically too!) for who
knows how long, until she broke my reverie by giggling and pointing at
the board.  I followed the line of her finger to the word I had just
played.

"Oh, yeah!" I said, with a big grin, "that's my play!  Let's see, that's
uh, hmmm....  sixty-seven points."  She wrote my score on the sheet as I
grabbed seven new tiles, then turned the board toward her.  All the
while, that smile never left her face.  As she pondered her play, one of
my feet decided to take matters into its own hands (toes?), and it went
out in search of the wonderful female legs that were under the table
somewhere.  At a point probably right underneath Teri's tile rack, the
foot made contact with one soft smooth thigh.  Teri's smile grew wider,
but she continued to shuffle her tiles and ponder her play like a
professional.

The nerve cells covering the surface of my sole sent messages of sheer
pleasure to my brain as my foot rubbed her thigh.  (Sure beats a cold
linoleum floor!)  My toes slid up until they reached a sexy hip, then my
big toe hooked itself under the strap of her panties.  I could feel her
shift slightly, and she looked up at me with her I'm-ready-if-you-are
leer.

"Do you have a play?" I asked her.  In response, she lifted some tiles
from her rack and played SEX, the X landing on a triple-letter square.
She recorded her 27 points and turned the board to me.  Only half of my
mind was available to ponder my tiles, as the other was busy keeping
tabs on what my toe was doing.

  QOTKCIL

As usual, I had the Q and no U.  No U's on the board that I could hook
to, either.  Darn.  Ponder ponder ponder...  Meanwhile my toe was
pondering ITS next move.  Go up and explore her abdomen and tickle her
navel, or head down the strap to where it went between her legs, then
under there...?  A very difficult choice for a simple toe.  What the
heck, let's take the Great Circle Route.  My other toes followed my big
toe under the strap, my whole foot right behind.  Pretty soon the strap
was around my ankle and my foot was planted on her belly, the big toe
touching the lower fringe of her bra.  The foot began to squirm and rub,
and my toes ticked every square inch of skin within their reach,
including the bottoms of Teri's boobs.  She was giggling now, surely
unable to plan her next play ahead!  The shrinking portion of my mind
still devoted to the game settled on a word, and I played it: LICK.

Teri looked at it, then at me, and said very softly, "Ooooooh."  I told
her the score and turned the board around for her and took my new tiles,
then allowed my whole consciousness to focus on the action under the
table.

My foot began to slide down under the crotch of her panties.  My toes
began to slide across hair, and Teri sucked in her breath sharply as she
tried to concentrate on her tiles.  The toes clutched and extended,
pulling on little tufts of hair that felt warmer and warmer as my foot
descended.  Teri's free leg came up, and her foot landed on my leg and
began to explore and caress on its own!  My little toe alighted on the
top of her pussy, and she closed her eyes and licked her lips as her
hands came to her breasts.  Her foot snaked up my leg until her toes
were on the throbbing bulge of my shorts.  Intense horniness was rapidly
consuming me, and I knew I wouldn't be able to just sit there much
longer.  Apparently she felt the same, for she plucked three tiles off
her rack and set them on the board, not bothering to connect the word to
anything.

The word was NOW.

Teri jumped up, laughed, and ran out of the room.  Oh, was I HORNY!

I got up, grabbed the bowl of popcorn that was sitting next to the
Scrabble board, and headed after her.  "I'M COMING FOR YOU!" I yelled.
"I'M GONNA RIP ALL YOUR CLOTHES OFF AND EAT YOU UP!"

I could hear her shout, from the bedroom, "Eeeeek!  A rapist cannibal!"
My dick was pointing straight out, leading the way down the hall.  When
I entered the bedroom, I saw her knockout body lying on the bed.  She'd
removed her bra and pulled on one of my old T-shirts.

"Here I come," I whispered, and made drooling sounds like some sex
maniac who'd broken into the house.  She squirmed and writhed on the
bed, saying, "No, please, don't hurt me, don't eat me, I'll do anything,
please..."  Her body writhed and undulated, the large breasts jiggling
and moving back and forth underneath the T-shirt.  I set the popcorn
bowl on the nightstand and sat down on the bed next to her.  My hands
went out and landed on each side of her body.

"No please don't hurt me don't eat me I'll do anything don't kill me,"
she whispered.  Her boobs continued to wiggle and jiggle intoxicatingly,
and my hands headed that way of their own volition.  They came to her
breasts and squeezed.  "Ooooooh!" she moaned, as her whole body seemed
to spasm in response to the feel of my clutching hands.  That darn
T-shirt was hiding those beautiful boobs, her delicious body, oooh I had
to look at it, feel it, lick it, kiss it...

My hands slid down to the bottom front of the shirt, and took firm hold.
Muscles flexing, fueled by intense horniness, my arms pulled my hands
away from each other.  RIP!  The shirt was torn from the bottom up to
about the midpoint between her luscious mounds.  My tongue and lips dove
into the newly created fault line, licking and sucking and kissing the
warm sweet flesh.  Her hands came up and rested upon the back of my
head.  My tongue darted and danced around and into her navel, all over,
back and forth, tasting that wonderful squirming undulating flesh!  Then
it slid up to her boobs, and my nose was stopped by the end of the rip.
I had to have those tits!  I grabbed the shirt again, right on top of
her breasts, and ripped the shirt all the way up.  The shirt parted,
revealing those heavenly globes I had to have so badly.  My hands and
mouth dove in for the kill!

Teri clutched fiercely at my back as my hands kneaded and squeezed her
boobs and my lips and tongue played with her big hard nipples.  I
squeezed and sucked and licked and rubbed, then I raised my head up and
eyed the fabulous female under me.  She just lay there, her beautiful
body waiting eagerly for whatever maniacal sex act I would dish up next.
I reached up to the nightstand and grabbed the bowl of popcorn, then
tipped it up and poured the popcorn all over her body.  "Eeeeeeeee!" she
squeaked.

"Time to EAT!" I grunted, and began to feast on the popcorn right off
her body!  I gobbled up popcorn, my tongue and lips and teeth going all
over her to get at the fluffy kernels.  There was one lodged in her
navel that I had to dig out with my tongue and lips, which also proved
joyously necessary to get them out from between her big boobs!  Teri was
giggling hysterically, and I picked up a few kernels and dropped them in
her mouth.

After the popcorn was gobbled up, I continued to go at her breasts with
great fervor.  Then after a while my tongue began its downward slide,
down past her navel, with my fingers just ahead of it to pull her
panties downward.  My tongue found pubic hairs and danced lightly in
them and twirled them around.  It brushed the top of her clit and went a
bit lower and darted across her clit again and again, as her hips
writhed all around.  Then my tongue began its descent, wiggling back and
forth and up and down as it went.  It danced and pranced and went in and
out, and when it went down all the way my lips tickled and teased her
pussy lips.  My happy fingers also were present, sliding along the sides
of her clit and toying with the lips.

Then I pulled out and spread her legs for my Incredible Hulk (the name
was a joke between us).  He was throbbing and ready as I guided him into
her hot channel.  I grabbed her thighs for leverage as the Hulk pistoned
in and out of her, over and over.  Her whole body shook back and forth
with the force, and her breasts swam up and down along her chest.  She
grabbed her boobs with her hands and pulled on the nipples, and her
tongue snaked out of her mouth and licked her lovely lips.  The Hulk
shoved and heaved and pushed and pulled, and then he exploded with hot
liquid energy!  After a few more thrusts I withdrew, and gently lay down
on top of her and wrapped my arms around her.  Just having her snuggled
against me was the greatest joy of all.

                        --- R.E.E.