Rebecca finally broke contact with Nate and pulled back from the kiss, uncovering Mike, who had been squished under her breasts when she leaned across the table. “Oh! Oh my,” she breathed. Nate was eyeing her hungrily, and also looking mighty pleased with himself. Mike, still on the Monopoly’s jail space, felt like he’d been forgotten about, just a playing piece in the game.

“Maybe we should just end the game,” said Nate. “Mike’s in jail, you’ve got most of the cash, and I’m afraid what would happen if I needed another break on my rent. I’m willing to concede.”

Mike was about to add something to this, but Rebecca wasn’t even looking at him, and had clearly already made up her own mind. “OK!” she said cheerfully. “Now go and refill my drink while I use the restroom.” She got to her feet a little tipsily and swayed away. Both men watched her go.

“Nate,” said Mike when she was gone. “I think maybe it’s time that you–”

But Nate didn’t let him finish. “Look,” he said. “Becs is clearly in something of a mood tonight. I think she needs something – something you can’t give her.” He eyed Mike’s tiny body dismissively. “So what say you just let me take care of things on that front? She’ll be better off for it.”

“Would you please stop calling her ‘Becs’?” Mike fumed.

“Sure,” Nate said. “But when ‘Rebecca’ gets back, I’m going to suggest we take this party to the bedroom. Now, you can either join in or sit it out – in jail!”

He grinned wickedly. Rebecca was just returning. “What are you boys talking about?” she said. “And where’s my wine?”

Nate looked down at Mike. “Would you get that – oh, I forgot, you can’t. Well, Mike and I were just saying we’d like to move things to the bedroom, if you’re into it.”

Rebecca nodded eagerly. “I’ll wait for you there!” She traipsed out of the room again, calling over her shoulder: “Bring more wine!”

Nate quickly went to refill her glass, and came back to the table where Mike was trying to make sense of what was happening. “Are you in?” he asked. Mike nodded glumly: “Do I have a choice?”

“Not really,” said Nate, and grabbed him in one hand, balancing Rebecca’s drink in the other. The motion and the firmness of the grip was uncomfortable – Rebecca’s soft hands had never handled him so roughly. Nate hurried to the bedroom, shaking Mike as he moved. Inside, Rebecca was already out of her skirt and lying back on the bed, back arched and breasts thrust skyward. Nate handed her the drink and let Mike fall to the carpet.

“Where’s Mike?” she asked. Nate replied: “Oh, he’s coming. Said he had to pee. Told me we should start without him.” He quickly shimmied out of his shirt and underwear, his hard cock swinging out, firm and straight, as soon as it was no longer encumbered in his briefs.

Rebecca’s eyes grew wide: “C’mere you!”

From down on the floor, Mike watched as Nate disrobed, and was almost hit by his rival’s underwear as it fell. The other man vaulted on to the bed and out of his sight, leaving Mike to figure out how to get up there. He started climbing the bedspread until he made it to the mattress level, where he found the other two already engaged in passionate kissing, Nate’s hands running up and down his girlfriend’s sides.

Nate saw him and sat back on his heels. “Here he is!” he said, and plucked the tiny man from the bedspread. “Watch this!” He balanced Mike on the top of his rigid cock, which was swaying slightly as though in a stiff breeze. Mike turned red, a mix of anger and embarrassment at his predicament.

Rebecca wasn’t feeling any of that. “Oh my God!” she squealed. “He looks so tiny and cute there! I – I want to try something.” Not waiting for a reply, she shifted around and took Nate’s cock in her mouth, pushing herself forward along its length until her lips touched Mike. Nate closed his eyes, trying not to cum. Rebecca repeated her motions slowly several more times before pulling herself away with an audible “pop” that made Nate laugh. Rebecca adopted a sultry tone: “Did you boys like that?”

Nate decided to answer for both of them. “Did we! And for our next amazing trick –”

Mike looked suddenly terrified. “What are you –” But before he could finish, Nate swept him off his cock and reached down to where his shirt lay on the floor, deftly extracting a condom from its breast pocket. Rebecca watched intently as Nate tore open the package and then lay Mike’s tiny body down on his cock, face up, feet out. Maneuvering the condom, he rolled it over his member and Mike, who now looked to have been encased in a sleeping bag, with just his head free. Nate looked at Rebecca. “May I? I mean, may we?”

She nodded eagerly.

Nate positioned himself over her and angled his cock down toward Rebecca’s wet, waiting pussy. Mike shuddered in fear, but also lust – he was watching her vagina grow larger as he approached, and the sight of her damp folds was intoxicating – if only he could forget that he was just a passenger on this ride.

A moment later and Nate was inside her, pressing forward until Mike’s body was also submerged in her, and continuing until the little man’s head bumped up against the outside of her folds. Rebecca gasped. “Oh my god that feels so good and I think he’s hitting my clit, it’s fucking fantastic!” She squealed in a pitch Mike had never heard before.

Nate expertly continued his motion, gradually increasing his speed and pausing at the end of each stroke so that Mike’s face was buried in Rebecca’s pussy. She grabbed Nate’s head and pulled him into a kiss that was only broken by gasps that caused her to bite his lip. He didn’t manage to last too long, and Mike soon felt a buildup of pressure beneath him, and then a veritable earthquake as Nate came. Rebecca was at the same time beside herself with pleasure, and allowed her own release to follow.

In the pause that followed, Nate lay on top of her, still inside her, feeling her pussy still clenching him, and also feeling Mike struggling under his weight. But he wasn’t inclined to move, and instead just locked eyes, and then lips, with Rebecca, who when they finally broke apart smiled and cooed: “That was a very nice trick indeed.”

The pounding between them grew in intensity and she added: “Maybe you should let your little assistant out?”