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There is an ebb and flow to those sexy Truth or Dare games that college students like to play. It always starts with everyone choosing to answer Truth questions. First, the cute ones: “Did you really have a crush on the English lit professor?” Then a little more daring, “Describe your first time.” Then to the explicit, like, “What sex positions do you like the most?” After the Truth questions (and the requisite tequila rounds) have served their purpose, heightening sexual tension while lowering inhibitions, someone chooses a Dare. That’s when the game actually begins.
The participants here were three couples, Bob and girlfriend Kelly, David and Amy, and Chuck and Lucy. It started out slow. They spent the early evening in Lucy’s apartment with Truths, skirting the inevitable.
It was David who was the first to ask for a “Dare,” and Lucy’s turn to state it. “Lay over my lap and let me spank your bare bottom, for 2 minutes.” (Two minutes was their standard; dares had to have a time limit, otherwise….)
This would be the first skin revealed tonight.
“Why me?” he asked, recognizing the shift in the game.
“Because you’ve got such a cute behind,” Lucy replied amiably.
With a little reluctance, David consented. He shook off his pants and lay over Lucy’s lap as she sat on the couch. But he was still wearing his underpants.
“This won’t do,” she said, and pulled on each side. She slid the briefs down his legs. Someone grabbed them and pulled them the rest of the way off. Naked to the waist, David’s middle lay across Lucy’s lap. Naturally, his male parts fit snugly into the space between her two legs. The situation, the multiple eyes focused on his bare bottom, plus the friction of Lucy’s skin on his exposed organ, caused the penis to begin to stiffen.
“What’s happening down there?” Lucy asked, feeling pressure on her thigh.
“Don’t ask,” he replied.
She passed her hand underneath, feeling the rigid object pinned between her legs. “Well, at least you won’t fall off,” she said, laughing.
“That’s a rather cheeky comment,” David said as he squirmed from the touch.
“True, and appropriate when the subject at hand is cheeks,” as her hand rubbed across his butt.
“Are you having fun, Lucy? Let’s get this over with.”
“Don’t deny me,” she said. “I’ve always wanted to spank a man’s well-turned bottom. How often does something like this fall into your lap?”
“Hilarious,” said David.
She struck each cheek in turn, causing the flesh of the buttocks to bounce with each strike, adding to the amusement.
When David thought she was done, she took her thumb and pressed into his anus.
He almost leaped off her lap, to the laughter of the group.
“That was not part of the dare,” he said indignantly, his hand moving to cover his backside.
“Well, maybe not, but pretty hard to resist,” Lucy replied. “I’m sure you’re do something to me to make up for the indignity.”
David raised off the couch, unavoidably giving the others a good look at his still swollen penis. “I’ll think of something,” he said. He put his pants back on. “And there will be no more Truths this evening. Only Dares from here on out.”
No one objected. The game had moved into new territory. It was time.
It was Amy’s turn. ‘Dare.’
“I dare you to allow me to massage your breasts,” said Bob.
Amy was wearing a tight t-shirt with a bra, but one which didn’t conceal the nipples underneath.
Amy nodded acquiescence. She lay on the floor on her back. Bob straddled her at the waist, and started to lift up the t-shirt.
“Hey, your dare didn’t say anything about removing my top. You can massage away, but the clothes stay kahramanmaraş escort on,” Amy said.
“Wasn’t it obvious that I’d want to massage skin? Bob asked.
But the others told him that a dare was limited by its stated terms. (The integrity of the game, and all that.) He’d missed his chance, at least for now.
Bob cupped the breasts, lovely apple-sized orbs, and pressed down as he gently moved his hands in a circular motion against the shirt and the bra. The nipples hardened more and pressed against his hand. Smiles on both faces confirmed that the parties were happy with the outcome.
It was Chuck’s turn, with Amy giving the challenge.
“First, take your wallet, keys, whatever, out of your pant pockets. Then I’ll stand behind you and slip both my hands into the empty pockets. I get to roam around for 2 minutes.”
Chuck felt his penis thicken as he realized he was about to be groped. She positioned herself behind him, pressing her front against his back. The feel of her warm body, of her breasts squished into his back, excited him. When she thrust her hands into his pockets and pressed against his groin, the penis lurched up, as if moving to meet the intruder. Which it did. Amy wrapped her fingers around the shaft, causing Bob to momentarily lose his balance. Amy steadied him. He began to moan from the warmth of her body against his and her fingers probing his penis. Almost involuntarily, he reached back with his hands and grabbed Amy’s buttocks, pulling her even closer. The two were locked together until someone said time was up. The two didn’t seem to want to end the embrace, and they only slowly disengaged.
David, Amy’s boyfriend, stared with eyes wide, at the obvious pleasure on his girlfriend’s face from groping another man. But everyone knew you wouldn’t choose your partner as the object of a dare. What’s the fun in the familiar, when an attractive body of the opposite sex is offered.
Anyway, it was now David’s turn and he chose a dare for Lucy.
“Lucy, let me massage your legs.”
That sounded easy enough to Lucy, and she lay on the floor. She hiked her skirt up to just below the panty line. Her white lace panties were clearly visible to the group. David knelt beside her and started to massage and knead the feet and toes. Lucy smiled at the pleasurable sensations flowing from the soles of her feet. Then David began inching up the leg. He rubbed the calves, then the inside of the knees. Then he began to rub the thighs.
Lucy began to squirm from the kneading motion of the fingers so close to her groin and pressed her legs together. But David took hold of the knees and pulled the legs apart, giving him greater access — and further exposing the panties. Then he grabbed hold of each side of the panties, and just when everyone –including Lucy — thought he was going to yank them off (payback for that thumb in his butt?), he hiked them up, so the lips of the vagina were clearly outlined against the fabric. Small wisps of pubic hair slipped out from the V of the underwear. Then he massaged inches away from the center of her womanhood, deliberately teasing, building up sexual tension. Lucy reached down and covered David’s hand with her own.
“Are you trying to drive me crazy?” she asked.
“Absolutely,” said David. “But my time’s up — that’s the end of the massage.” Then he pressed his thumb firmly against her clitoris – and stood up as her mouth opened in surprise. Payback.
“I just may dare you to do this again, when it’s my turn,” said Lucy, to an appreciative smile from David.
It was Kelly’s turn, and she turned to Chuck. “You’ll be blindfolded. Each of us girls, kastamonu escort in turn, is going to suck on your penis. You have to guess which woman’s tongue belongs to your girlfriend, Lucy. If you get it wrong, you can’t put your pants and underwear back on for the evening.”
“What if I get it right?” Chuck asked.
“You want more? The dare is your reward, silly.” Amy responded, amiably.
“OK, you’ve talked me into it,” Chuck said.
A blindfold was affixed. Chuck lay on the floor. Kelly lowered his pants and shorts. The penis, already somewhat swollen from anticipation, raised itself nicely when exposed to the air. A large, taut protrusion, curving over his abdomen. Plenty of material for the girls to work with.
The girls lined up and each in turn covered the organ with their mouth. Kelly, the only one with long hair, held the hair with her hand so it wouldn’t drape on Chuck’s middle as she nibbled away, which would have given him a big clue as to who was who. They sucked away, each in turn for about 40 seconds. Chuck writhed with each contact, giving off cute little whimpering sounds.
When it was over, it was decision time: “Which one was Lucy? Girl
, Girl
or Girl
?”
“I think to be certain I’ll need you all to repeat this one more time,” Chuck said with a laugh. We knew he was just joking.
“I’m sure Lucy was the second girl,” he said confidently.
Lucy’s mouth fell open, as she had been girl
.
“How many women have you been with lately that you wouldn’t recognize me?” she asked.
Not that many, in truth, but that he couldn’t differentiate her technique from the others caused amusement among the group. Chuck was not among the amused, as it meant he had to remain naked to the waist for the evening. Now, as his shirt hung down a little, he wasn’t always on view – but he’d flash us every time he shifted or moved or got up.
Chuck was determined he wasn’t going to be the only naked one, so when his turn to ask next came, he adapted the dare he’d just endured into one for Amy.
“Amy, while blindfolded, you have to recognize David’s privates by touch. If you get it wrong, you’ll lose your shirt and bra for the evening.”
So, it was the guys’ turn to line up, with pants down, just in their underwear. Amy, wearing the blindfold, was guided to each, and her hand was strategically placed. She reached into the shorts, feeling the length of the penis, cupping the testicles, bouncing them to feel the weight. Each guy remained perfectly silent, stifling any sounds that such an examination would normally provoke.
Amy carefully felt along the ridge of the penis, feeling for a foreskin. Her boyfriend, David, was circumcised, so she quickly eliminated one of the offered penises.
When it was over, she proclaimed confidently that David was guy number 3. She was right. David removed her blindfold and gave her a kiss of congratulations.
The unbridled sexual nature of the ‘game’ having been unleashed, it was clear there would be no ‘vanilla’ dares that night, no ‘nibble on someone’s ear’ dare.
David posed the next one to Kelly. “On your knees, pee into a cup, while we watch.”
This would require Kelly to expose herself, which was the object. Kelly removed her panties, hiked her skirt up, and on her knees, straddled a cup on the ground. Her vagina, surrounded by wispy blonde pubic hair, was on display. Five sets of eyes stared at her crotch.
“I don’t know if I can pee with everyone watching,” she said. “This is weird. Can you look away?”
“Absolutely not,” said David. “What would be the fun in that?”
“Well, I don’t really need to go, kayseri escort and with you all watching, I can’t.”
The group hadn’t discussed what the penalty would be for failing to perform a dare, but it was quickly decided that Kelly had to lose an article of clothing. As the panties were already off, they would not go back on. She still had her skirt, so she wasn’t exposed. But everyone knew that now she wasn’t wearing panties – and surely there would be a subsequent challenge that would get rid of the skirt. But not yet.
Lucy was up next, and she directed herself to Bob.
“Your challenge is to resist ejaculating while I use a vibrator on you in your underwear. If you cum, you’ll permanently lose an article of clothes.”
Bob’s eyes got wide. We could see that an erection had already formed in his pants, just thinking of the dare. Nobody thought he’d last.
Bob lay down on the floor, his pants off. His penis was pressing against his boxer shorts, threatening to pop out of the fly opening. Lucy retrieved a vibrator from her bedroom and turned it on. She placed it against his testicles. Bob lurched upward and squirmed as his penis strained against the fabric of the underwear. Then Lucy moved the vibrator to the base of the shaft and slowly let it travel up to the tip of the penis, outlined in the boxers. Bob bucked like he was on a bronco, and the penis rose even further and poked out from the underwear. A small amount of liquid leaked from his penis. But he didn’t ejaculate … somehow.
“I need to go to Defcon 3,” Lucy said, looking at her IPhone as the seconds counted down. She moved the vibrator to the perineum, the area between the testicles and the anus. Where the prostate gland resides. She must have done this before, because she knew exactly what she was doing.
“Ahh, ayee, oh my God!” the sounds spilled from deep inside Bob as he thrashed about on the floor. But the vibrator was relentless, and traveled wherever he moved.
The others were reading off as the timer ran down. “Ten, nine, eight, seven…” But they never got to six. Bob’s penis erupted as a wave of semen launched over his abdomen and landed on his chest.
“Take it away!” he cried, and Lucy withdrew the vibrator. Bob lay limp on the floor.
“I guess I lost,” he said, quietly.
“Big time,” Chuck said. “You’ve wasted a week’s worth of semen. Was it worth it?”
A big smile formed on Bob’s face. “Yes. How much do you want for that vibrator?” he asked Lucy.
Chuck, Lucy’s boyfriend, said “It’s not for sale,” to much laughter.
Bob used a tissue to clean himself, but it was clear a shower was needed.
“I think this calls for us to take a shower,” said Lucy. “But first, I suggest a final dare. A group dare. I’ve got a large container of Cool Whip in the refrigerator. Enough to cover us. The finale of this wonderful night is that we’re going to lick the cream off each other’s bodies. When we’re done, then it’s shower time. Agreed?”
Broad smiles said everyone agreed. Anyone wearing clothes took them off — modesty had long ago been exiled. The Kool Whip went on all the important parts – the breasts, chests, nipples, the thighs, the belly, the side of the neck, and of course the genitals. Six bodies flailed together, some in the 69 position, as each licked the other clean, then moved to the next body. When everyone was licked “clean,” they headed to the shower. There was plenty of soap and everyone was attentive to cleaning every part, every crevice, of every body. Paying especial attention to every crevice.
The sexual energy expended left everyone limp. They crawled into the two queen-sized beds of the apartment and the pull-out sofa couch, each couple, boyfriend/girlfriend. When they awoke a few hours later, in their partner’s arms, they made love. It was the culmination of an evening of sexual play, only now with their romantic partner. This time the sex was not a group sport; they didn’t need dares. And that turned out to be the final Truth of the evening.
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