You were pulled back up forcefully from the endless void. Things came back into focus as the cards in your hand grew. Absent-mindedly your hand moved towards the draw pile, pulling cards from it and into your hand. Some part of you was barely conscious of the fact that you were doing it, taking a new card, one at a time until finally you drew a Wild. You sat it on the pile, a wave of pleasure pulling you back to the surface. You gasped, shivering. A low moan escaping your lips as everyone around you laughed softly to themselves.

“Blue…” You mumbled while biting your bottom lip.

Immediately you felt the pleasure leave you, dragging across your body, pulled away to your left. Juliet shivered, as the wave hit her. You watched her eyes flutter, flickering to her cards. The fingers of her left hand thumbed out a card slowly, arm outstretched, reaching to the center. Her arm shook with microscopic shakes, each one rippling back up into her body.

“Blue 2.” She whispered gasping as the wave was pulled away and across the table to Jamie. He smiled, taking a deep breath, welcoming back the old familiar feeling as the pleasure washed over him.

“Green 2.” He licked his lips as it passed to your right and over to Annabelle.

She held up her huge hand and looked over at you menacingly. “Sorry about this. Green Skip.” 

You felt the pleasure waft over her, drifting in front of you, just out of reach. You could feel it tickle your nose as it passed over the center piles and across the table. A part of you whined in desperation and looked down at your hand. The three cards it held were not at all playable, two blues and a red Draw 2. Nothing helpful on green.

You felt the wave go back over to Annabelle, once more passing in front of you. Both Jamie and you leaned in, chests arching forward in an attempt to touch the pleasure. Annabelle sighed smirking and glanced over at you, a smirk playing at the edge of her lips.

“Green Skip.” She whispered looking right into your eyes. You watched the pleasure leave her face as her jaw slowly went slack, eyes dimming, as it drifted across the room. You wanted to be just like her.

“Mmmm….Green Draw 2.” Juliet moaned, setting it on the pile.

You watched as the pleasure wafted over to Jamie, increasing in intensity. He gasped, hand slamming onto the table knocking over the discard pile. Annabelle quickly pushed it back together. He reached up, hand gripping tightly to his cards, and tossed a card onto the pile.

“Red Draw 2!” He cried as his head sunk into his chest, pleasure having moved onward.

“Ahh- Ahh- Blue Draw 2!” Annabelle cried quickly tossing her card on the pile.

You felt the immense wave crash into you throwing your back against the seat of your chair. Your legs instinctively spread, phantom vibrations rushing through your body. Your shoulders shook, soft whimpers escaping from your body. Your throat went dry as your hands shakily reached for the Draw 2 in your hand. Your fingers slipped off of the card, unable to grab a steady hold on it. You squeezed tightly and pinched it between your fingers.

You didn’t want to play it, you wanted the wave to crest. To draw all those cards. To be wrapped in the pleasure’s embrace, yet you couldn’t resist. You had to play, it was encoded in you. The rules of the game forced you to play the card.

“Red…. Draw…. 2….” You panted out heavily as you slapped the card down onto the pile.

The pleasure ripped itself from you, dragging out of your chest and back over to Juliet. She cried out, eyes rolling back as her hand instinctively reached towards the pile. Everyone watched as one by one, she drew a card from it. Each card that entered her hand left her trembling, her breathing growing shallower. You watched as sweat beaded on her forehead, the piercings on her eyebrow twitching, catching the light and bouncing it off into your vision. You could almost imagine how good she must be feeling.

She screamed, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth as the eighth card hit her hand. Her head shot back, legs shooting out under the table as she was brought right to the edge of her orgasm. She shook silently, tears falling down her cheeks as she was held there, just on the edge of pure bliss.

And just as fast as it hit, she began to sink back down, the pleasure fading. Her eyes flickered back and forth as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She blushed quickly, hiding her face in her cards.

Jamie smiled, immediately the pleasure turning its way back to him. “I think a Red Reverse.”

Juliet gasped the pleasure rushing back to her before she could even catch her breath. She moaned quickly looking through her cards and putting one down.

“Blue Reverse!” She whimpered out, breasts shaking under the strain as she sank further down into her chair. Her shoulders relaxed, breath easing as the pleasure rushed back to Jamie.

“Green Reverse! Enjoy this Juliet.”

Juliet gasped, barely sitting in her chair. She reached up just tossing a card to the middle. She twisted side to side, wracked in the throws of the pleasure forced upon her.

“Say the name!” Annabelle screamed at her quickly putting her card on the pile.

Everyone watched, breathing heavily, excitedly anticipating the moment the pleasure would wash over them. You stared knowing it was about to be yours as soon as she spoke.

“Green 5!”

You cried out as the wave quickly pulled itself into your body. Your mouth watered and you felt the excitement within you. Your fingers traced over one of the two remaining cards in your hand. A Blue 5. Once played, you’d be back there. Back to UNO….

You picked it and slowly reached your hand out, fingers gently placing the card on the pile. You looked over everyone and smiled.

“Blue 5. UNO-“

Everything went dark as you fell backwards, your body slumping down into your chair, shoulders and arms going limp, your hands affixed to the edge of the table. Your jaw went slack, drool dripping down onto your shoulder. You were vaguely aware of the sensation of it sliding down your bare arm. You giggled absentmindedly, chest heaving in excitement.

In front of you, your card blurred, both the color and number disappearing into a vague blur. Unreadable. You looked beyond it at the overexposed and hazy image of your friends playing the game. You could see them arguing over what card you might have. What color it could be, how they could stop you.

Stop you? But you felt so good, floating deeper and deeper away from your body. Feeling no sensations but pure empty bliss.

“Green 3.”

Juliet’s voice cut through the fog pulling you up roughly back into your body. You whined as the sensations of the pleasure flooded back into you. You were so close.

You turned slowly, glaring daggers at her as you reached out towards the draw pile. You slid the first card off, looking at it. You smirked, the picked up the card in your hand, a Green card. You quickly put it down on the pile.

“UNO…..”

You whispered and felt yourself sink back down into the darkness. Your arm dropped onto the table with a thud, a blissful happy smile creeping over your face. Your mind floated away, drifting deeper and deeper down. Everything faded away into the wave of pleasure.

“Red Reverse.”

Your head rolled to the side to look at Annabelle, her gasp of delight sending over the wave of pleasure into your body. You felt your fingertips twitch and ache with need. Your legs coated in the steadily leaking juices of your arousal. 

You reached for the pile flipping over the first card. “WILD. BLUE! UNO….”

You went limp, your consciousness pulled out of your body by a string as you fell backwards, the chair barely catching you as you dropped further down into the void. You could feel the phantom touches as someone moved your arms from the draw pile and slowly dropped them into your lap. Numb fingertips dancing over your drenched thigh, absentmindedly drawing circles. You blinked, eyes growing glossier, vision blurring even more.

You were getting so close, some part of you knew they couldn’t stop you. You hoped they wouldn’t, you wanted to fall deeper, all the way down.

Suddenly you were pulled up, forcefully ripping you back to the surface. You gasped, shoulders flying upright as if breaking through the edge of the pool. You cried out, body trembling, tears pooled on the edge of your vision.

You could hear the curses of your friends as you stretched out your hand. The last card ready to be played. You set it down, a Blue 9, fingertips slowly dragging off of it, careful to get comfortable.

You felt the pull, like a hook embedded deeply in your mind. It pulled tightly and for a moment it felt as though it might not stick. You opened your mouth only for you jaw to fall slack, your tongue rolling out the side of your mouth. You suddenly felt far away, pulled out of your body, floating freely.

You felt the abyss swallow you up, pulling you deeply down. Your body sinking into the chair. You could feel all of your muscles relax, each one disconnecting, all the tension drifting away from them. Your nerves growing numb, the pleasure in them fading into a soft noise in the background.

Some part of you became aware of a voice echoing around your empty head. Your voice, telling you to go deeper, further down. Letting yourself grow empty, and blissful, giving into the void. You could feel yourself nodding, eyes growing glossy and clear, drool pouring out of your mouth.

You could feel the orgasm you had earned. You could feel it radiate pleasure through your body. It felt like a soft vibration, coming out of you in waves, soft trembling waves of pleasure that you had earned. You nodded, letting the blissful pleasure engulf you and take you further down.

You could hear your voice speaking, a part of you telling you to let it all out. To drop all the way down, let nothing remain.

You nodded and cried out a silent scream, you felt your back arch off the chair, pulled by an invisible string as the last bit of the pleasure you had built up over the game rushed out of you onto the floor below. You felt it pour out of you, pushed out by the commands in your head. You could feel them praising you, telling you how good you were doing.

You smiled, fingertips dancing across your legs. You felt them climbing higher, slowly dragging you back up. They traced up over your knees, up towards your stomach, pulling all those sensations back up into you. They climbed higher, running up over your chest and up to your shoulders. You felt the sensations radiate down into your arms, blending with your fingertips as they climbed higher. They crept up your neck, sliding over your face. You could feel them spreading the drool over you as they rubbed up. Your cheeks, over your eyes, before meeting at the top of your head.

You gasped, eyes flying open as your consciousness rushed into you. You looked at all your friends who sat there applauding you for the show. You blushed embarrassed a bit at what you must’ve looked like.

“So…. Does anybody want to play again?” Annabelle said a mischievous smirk on her face.