Dani's Risky Foursome Ch. 03a

So, only one of them was getting inseminated. A small shard of relief embedded itself in Dani's stricken heart -- Aria was certain to volunteer, surely, given the baby that she apparently wanted so badly? Realistically, there was no need for her to be nervous anymore.

And yet...

A rogue streak of titillating arousal, unmistakable in its presence and overwhelming in its potency, had already started to gather alongside the rising heat in Dani's needing and wettened pussy. The thought shot into her head at light speed before she could even stop it.

What if I volunteered too? What if we rolled the dice?

Dani gasped out loud at her intrusive thought, banishing it as quickly as it had arrived and glancing around nervously with a hot flush lighting up her beautiful face. And yet, the ghost of it lingered at the back of her mind, and Dani fidgeted uncomfortably as a spark of anxiety re-ignited in her belly.

"Look here." Luis had spoken and stood with his hand in the silver box. He drew out a closed fist and then opened it to the room... revealing a pair of small, pink dice.

"I volunteer!" Aria's high-pitched voice rang out across the room as all turned to face her. "I'll be Jenna! I volunteer for the creampie!" She jumped up, an urgent glare in her eye, and Dani breathed a long, drawn out sigh of relief as her safety was finally confirmed.

"We love your enthusiasm, sweetheart," Anton boomed affectionately, smiling at Aria. "But what does Dani think about that? We don't want to take any sperm away from her, after all."

At this, Dani opened her mouth to reply. Cool and confident. Her logical brain was in control, the part of her that made the responsible decisions, and she knew exactly where she stood. She knew exactly what the smart thing to say was.

"If Aria wants to volunteer, she's perfectly welcome to. I won't stand in the way."

"Let her do it. If she wants a baby so badly, she can have one."

"I can't get pregnant. I have so much to lose. Better her than me."

All of these were sentences that Dani should have said. Things that she wanted to say. But, in the end, none of them left her mouth. In the end, Aria spoke first.

"Dani doesn't mind. She won't volunteer. She's too boring to do that."

An immediate sinking sensation -- whether from embarrassment or upset, Dani couldn't tell -- was quickly and rapidly dissipated with a fresh swell of irritation as the brunette babe spun around, her eyes layered with fury.

"Boring?!"

Aria's eyes widened at Dani's withering expression. "I-I didn't mean... I only meant... I thought you didn't want a baby?"

"And that makes me boring?!" Dani yelled. "How about smart? How about sensible? How about not willing to throw my life away for 20 minutes of good dick!" She couldn't believe it. Aria continued spluttering - something about 'boring' being the wrong word, about how she hadn't meant it like that.

But it was too late now. Dani's mind had shifted. Logic and sensibility were sent screaming from her mind as a wave of emotion, twisted with churning adrenaline, surged through her. She had played Pregnancy Craps, and put herself on the line, twice before, and now this prissy girl had the gall to show up and pretend that she was better than her?

It was time to put Aria in her place.

"Roll the dice." The sentence left Dani's mouth with a haze of instant regret trailing it. She quivered with shock, the sheer audacity of her words slicing through her as she realised, with heart-stopping panic, what she was saying.

And yet, she couldn't even will herself to stop. As Dani spoke, the butterflies began to swirl again in her belly. Her blood began to pump in thick streams. And the ever-present wetness of her euphoric pussy threatened to leak straight through her panties like a river overflowing its banks.

"Did you hear me?!" Dani spun around to face down Luis, whose eyes also widened as she stared him down. "Roll the dice!"

Luis hesitated. Aria looked devastated, realising now that her insemination, a certainty mere moments ago, may suddenly go to Dani instead. The only one who appeared to be having any fun was Anton, who looked between the two girls with an expression of pronounced joy, like a dog torn between two squirrels to chase.

"Careful there," the huge man chuckled with glee at Dani. "A reckless attitude like that is exactly what leads to a hot young slut pushing a stroller around."

"We're supposed to roll the dice during the re-enactment," Luis said slowly. A slight smile, so tiny as to be invisible to anyone not looking for it, tugged at the corners of his mouth. But the expression on his face, levelled entirely at Dani, was clear in its meaning: are you sure you want to do this?

"Roll it," Dani said resolutely. She folded her arms under her bulbous tits, which rose up at the push of her arms to strain with gentle urging against the sequin bikini. "I'll take Chrissie's odd numbers, and Aria can have Jenna's evens. Whichever one of us it lands on, right now, can be the volunteer."

"Hold on there, princess," Anton thundered, leaning forwards with a darkly humoured half smile on his face, as if only he were in on some sordid joke. "It needs to be rolled for Alvarez and me as well, remember? To find out which one of us gets to impregnate you lucky ladies."

Dani took in a deep breath. "Fine then. You two can roll first."

"Odds? Or evens?" Luis stepped up, shaking the dice in a closed fist.

"Odds. The same as princess over here," Anton said, shooting a sly look at Dani and winking at her.

There was sudden tension in the air, the stakes laid between the two men. Only one of them was getting the opportunity to spread his seed tonight, to claim one of two gorgeous college babes as the ultimate prize. And it all came down to the two tiny pink cubes that currently shook with an epileptic rattle in Luis' hand.

As she watched, Dani couldn't help but wonder: how many kids did Luis and Anton already have between them? And how many of those kids were mothered by former Pandora's Box serving girls? Luis seemed to treat her like she was special... but was she really? Or was she just the next in a long line of dumb sluts, the fertile vessel through which they would eventually add to their blossoming brood?

"And here... we... go!" Luis theatrically cast the dice across the bar top. They tipped to a stop, and Luis leaned over to look at the result.

"Five and two. Seven. Odds win." He looked over at Anton, the vaguest hints of a grimace notable beneath an otherwise impartial glance.

Anton, for his part, leaned back in his stool as his eyes blazed with relish, now darting between Dani and Aria -- his two potential breeding toys. "Well, well, well. There we have it. Now, let's find out which one of these little beauties gets to be the lucky mother!"

Luis began to shake the dice a second time. Dani watched with bated breath, every jerk of his closed fist seemingly moving in slow motion. Butterflies swirled like a tornado in her stomach, whipping stronger and stronger with each and every passing second. Her nerves were going haywire, her heart pounding so deeply and so rapidly that surely the whole building was able to hear it.

She found Anton attractive, sure. The idea of being fucked by him was more than enough to get her hot and horny. But being impregnated by him? Tonight? That was the turn she neither wanted, nor expected.

Don't roll odds. For God's sake, Luis, don't roll odds.

Luis steadied his own breathing as the dice rocked around in his sweating palm, his vision glazed over and fixed on the bar counter. How long had he been shaking for? He had completely lost count. All he could think about was the possibility of what was about to happen. He had been the first to stake his claim on Dani; the first to choose her, nearly a year ago, during her very first shift at Pandora's Box.

Surely he wasn't about to lose her to Anton?

Luis' roll, when it finally came, was almost accidental, opening his fist and then, at the last minute, trying to close it again. His flailing fingers batted the dice to the side, and Dani let out a sharp shriek as they clattered chaotically across the other wing of the bar top, towards the two bottles that Luis and Anton had been drinking out of earlier. The dice came to an abrupt stop, striking the bottles with a hollow thud and clunking against the hard surface.

Luis paused for just a second too long and, with a quick glance at Dani, he walked over towards the dice. Dani studied his face desperately as he peered at the two small objects, trying to discern something, anything, from his expression. Finally he looked back at her... and her heart somersaulted as she saw, for the first time ever, the corners of his eyes crinkled in unease.

"I'm not sure." Silence drifted across the room.

"You're not sure?" Dani repeated, her mouth dry as a dust storm. She shakily began to walk towards the bar. "What do you mean, you're not sure?"

"Did you forget how to count, Alvarez?" Anton asked dryly, clearly not too concerned over which girl he got to knock up. Aria stood behind him, wringing her small hands, her eyes thick with worry as she peered over at the two dice.

Dani reached the counter and leaned over. Almost instantly she saw what Luis meant. One die was lying flat on a two again, clear as day. The other, however, had wedged itself between the two bottles almost perfectly on its edge -- balanced between a four and a five, with no clear winner.

"Do we... do we roll again?" Aria asked hesitantly after Luis had explained the situation to her and Anton.

"We might have to," Luis replied.

Dani leaned over the counter, her body stiff as a board and her nerves going haywire. She wasn't sure she could handle a second roll.

"Could just do rock, paper, scissors? Or we could round up?" Anton joked.

Dani slid her hand next to the bottle, tensed like an Olympic sprinter waiting for the starting signal. There was a far easier way to solve this right now...

"Screw it," Luis said, shaking his head. "A re-roll it is." He turned to grab the dice... and his heart shot up into his throat as he saw Dani make her move. "Wait! DANI!"

Dani let out the tiniest little whimper as her hand shot out, wrapping around the glass neck and yanking the bottle away. She had intended to move much slower, to try and manipulate the die into falling the way she wanted, but Luis' shout had made her jolt. The die bounced off the other bottle and skidded across the bar top, rocketing over the glass counter before ricocheting off the silver box with an almighty clang.

Dani charged over to the die as it rolled onto its edge, teetering to a halt as suddenly as it had shot off. Impossibly, it was between four and five again. This time, however, there was nothing to stop it falling. Dani had never been so utterly tense in her life, and she nearly screamed in frustration as the die tottered dangerously on its edge for what felt like an eternity, teasing her as it toyed with her fate...

...before finally tipping to a rest. One side faced up, and white-knuckled fear coursed through Dani's veins as she leaned over to spy the result.

Four. Even wins.

Dani released a breath she didn't know she had been holding, almost collapsing with relief. A soaring, heavenly light of comforting ease blew through her, cleansing her utterly of the dread and unease that had cloaked her mind just seconds ago. "It's even!" she called back, turning to face the others with the blinding smile of a prisoner spared the guillotine.

"YES! YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!" Aria screamed, jumping up and down, her eyes swimming with grateful tears and her lips quivering with delight. "I WON! I'm gonna be a mommy!"

"Congratulations, Aria," Luis said, a strained smile on his face as she wrapped Anton in an ecstatic hug, excitedly yammering about how much she wanted to give birth to his baby and how she couldn't wait to be pregnant.

"You'll be pumped full by night's end," Anton chuckled, combing his fingers through Aria's jet black locks. "Don't you worry about a thing."

Luis paced over to Dani, who leant against the bar in a light-headed haze. Her buxom chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, her flat abs flexing like gentle waves. A light sheen of sweat coated her forehead, and she flashed Luis an elated grin as he approached.

"You had me worried for a second there," Luis said, shaking his head in disbelief. "Bit fucking risky, wasn't it?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Dani laughed, "were you worried you were gonna lose me to another man?"

"Not at all," Luis replied with a lopsided smirk. "Were you worried you were going to have another man's sperm knocking up your slutty little pussy?"

Dani just giggled uncontrollably, twirling a sleek strand of glossy chocolate hair around her finger as she batted her eyelashes at Luis. She sized him up, taking in his muscular frame, poised and hard as granite, the perfect instrument to ravish her tonight.

There was no condom this time, but that fact hardly registered with Dani as she quaked with excitement at what was soon to come. Who really cared about condoms? As long as Luis pulled out, she was safe. As long as he didn't cum inside her, she was safe. She remembered all too well what bare cock had felt like with Jake, and the prospect of finally feeling Luis' naked manhood inside her, penetrating her, fucking her... it was enough to make a girl swoon.

"Not at all," Dani grinned as a steamy flush crept up her face.

Brush the Sand From My Toes

With all the details of the night revealed, Luis and Anton left to don their own outfits for the re-enactment. Meanwhile, Dani and Aria kept themselves busy by successfully locating the switch controls for several tiny but powerful wall-mounted speakers. After several seconds of tinkering, explosive and head-splitting electronic dance music was blasting into their ears, truly turning the room into the very replica of a tiny, private beach festival.

The two babes took instant advantage of the free bar, drinking and dancing, high on life and euphoric about what the night ahead had in store for them -- when it came to roleplaying a pair of partying college girls, acting was hardly a requirement.

Luis and Anton re-emerged after ten minutes, wearing sleeveless tops and boardshorts, before heading immediately to the bar and casting hungry looks at the two half-naked girls. Their new outfits looked a little silly after the more refined aesthetic of Pandora's Box, but the way their muscular, solid bodies strained powerfully against their beach clothes more than made up for that fact as far as the girls were concerned.

If anything, it took Dani a staggering amount of willpower not to immediately run over to Luis and tackle him, shakily playing it cool as she grabbed one bottle of Diplomático rum and one of coke, mixing them together in a crystal glass tumbler that was far too expensive for the drink it held. She tipped it back in a single go, wincing as the rum singed the back of her throat -- there definitely wasn't enough coke in the glass for her liking.

"Mind making me one too?" Luis' voice drifted into Dani's ear from behind.

"It's just a rum and coke. Nothing fancy."

"Sounds right up my street."

A glowing warmth spread through Dani's belly as Luis' firm hand came to rest in the small of her lithe back. "You just gonna stand there and watch me?"

Luis ignored the question, allowing a small smile to emerge on his face as he took in Dani's scent, flowery like fresh lavender. The urge to just take it all in, to bury his face in her lush, flowing hair was almost overpowering. A clink as Dani dropped a pair of large ice cubes into the glass brought him back to reality.

"You're pretty good at that," Luis said, leaning over her shoulder for a better look.

"Heh. That's what college does to you, I guess," Dani said, glancing back at Luis with a smile. "Turns you into a proper alcoholic."

"So you didn't fancy a White Russian?"

Dani chuckled nostalgically, finally turning to face Luis properly. His mouth was turned up in a devilish half-smile as he waited for his coquettish co-ed to take the bait. "You want one? I started making them all the time after our first night together. I spent a literal fortune on vodka and Kahlua."

"Well, working at a place like this, it's a good thing you can afford it," Luis chuckled. "Do you remember our first game of Preg Craps? I think it was about ten months ago now."

A spurt of libidinous glee boiled in Dani's stomach as she recalled that first bout of risky sex, all those months ago. They had ended up using a condom, but she vividly remembered how close she had come to asking Luis to take it off. "Of course I do. I don't think I'll ever forget it."

"Ten months." Dani turned back to finish making the drink, but she could hear Luis' self-amused smirk from his voice. "Imagine if you had been a little unluckier during that first game. Where do you think you would be right now?"

Dani gulped, tightening her grip on the rum bottle. She had wondered before about what may have happened if Luis had removed the condom. She had been just as fertile that night as she was tonight, and there was every chance she could have been approaching a due date right now. Or perhaps it would have already passed. "Nowhere good, I imagine."

"Don't be so pessimistic. Being a mom isn't such a bad thing," Luis said.

"What about being an unmarried, unwilling single mom at 20-years-old and dropping out of college? Because that's definitely a bad thing," Dani snorted, handing Luis his drink.

"So you're still not sold on cooking a little bun in your oven?" Luis asked. Dani blinked, dazzled by his cheeky grin as she pressed her thighs together with a wince. Her treacherously dripping pussy certainly seemed to be sold on the idea.

"Why would I be?" Dani asked, a little too sharply as she perched on the edge of a bar stool.

"People change their minds," Luis continued. "I've known plenty of girls that said they didn't want kids and changed their minds later."

"Uh huh." Dani couldn't help but smirk. "Was this before or after you knocked them up?"

"Hah. Mostly after. You got me there."

Dani regarded the older man quietly as he tipped half the contents of his glass down his throat. She brushed stray chestnut strands out of her face as she took a sip of her own drink, the fringe trim of her bikini top jingling lightly as her forearm rang against it. "Do you remember what I asked you?" Dani finally asked, breaking the short silence. "After our last game of Craps?"

"Hmm?" Luis thought for a second. "I don't think I do."

Dani's heart began to beat a little faster, pattering away in her chest. "I asked... I asked if you've knocked up every girl you've ever played Craps with."

"Ah. I do remember you asking me that." Luis' voice was riddled with amusement. "I suppose you want to know the answer?"

"I'm not sure I want to. But I think I need to," replied Dani.

"Smart answer," Luis laughed. "What do you think the answer is?"

Dani was silent for a moment, pretending to give this some thought. In reality, she had thought long and hard about it before, and already had her mind concluded. "I think you have."

"Fair enough," said Luis.

"...well?" asked Dani tentatively.

"Well what?" Luis blinked innocently at her.

"Don't play dumb with me," Dani said. Her taut, tanned abs flexed as she straightened up, her gaze lingering on Luis. "Am I right?"

"Maybe," Luis answered.

"Just tell me!" Dani gasped, half irritated and half amused as her voice rose. "Why have you got to be so secretive all the time?"

"Because it's fun to annoy you," Luis replied cheekily, his emerald eyes lit up in mirth.

"Fine," Dani groaned. The stool creaked beneath her as she settled back into it. "Don't tell me then, dick." She tried to glare at him, pouting with her full, glossy red lips, and yet failed to stop them curving into a reluctant smile as Luis flashed her a wink.