Subject: Truth or Dare
Story Codes: FF, oral
Diary Date: July 8, 2007
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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When people think of Truth or Dare, usually it’s with a wink and a smile.
How it’s played depends a lot on who is playing and the circumstances.
When four girls who have been friends since grade school get together,
the game takes on a different twist.
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 – Best Friends
Chapter 2 – The Game Begins
Chapter 3 – The Games Gets Naughty
Chapter 4 – Enough of the Games
Chapter 1 – Best Friends
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Friends tend to come and go but there are a few girls that will always be
my friends, a sort of “inner circle”. Beth, of course, is my very best
friend and we have shared everything together for as long as I can
remember – even our dads although under totally different circumstances.
Samantha and I will always share a rather unique bond in that she was the
one to introduce me to sex with her dog. It was a onetime thing for me
(definitely NOT for her though), an experience I’ll never forget, that's
for sure. Finally, there’s Nancy who has always been the most
conservative of my friends while ironically, also the one with the
hottest body. God, I would die for her boobs and legs!
Throughout high school the four of us were virtually inseparable. After
graduation we all went to college yet somehow we each managed to choose a
different one. During our college years we weren’t able to see each
other as often as we would’ve liked, but we still stayed in touch by
phone or e-mail. During those rare times when we were all back in town
together, we would catch up on our lives and relationships.
Through the years we shared a lot of good times, as well as a few bad
ones. As close as we were, we didn't have sex together although I can
remember many a night when we would masturbate together as we reminisced
about some hot guy or another. Granted, none of us were exactly shy
about sex (well, maybe Nancy) and while touching our own pussies was easy
to do among ourselves, I think we all knew somehow that it would alter
our unique relationships if we started actually touching each another.
Besides, back in our high school days Beth was the only one interested in
girls that way.
There IS one other thing probably worthy to note about my best friend.
Beth and I had something we shared that not even Nancy or Sam knew about.
Imagine what they would have said if they knew that Beth and I had each
fucked the other’s father? With Beth and my dad, he finally was able to
do what he had been wanting for years - to fuck Beth. As for me and
Beth’s dad, I had to tease and seduce her father into it and we both knew
that he would never do me again. It was something that bonded us
together. After all, how many girls can say this about their friendship?
This particular summer was extra special for all of us. We’d all
graduated from college this past spring and now we were looking forward
to our own futures and careers. Personally, I was committed to staying
in the ‘Burgh, as was Beth; but both Sam and Nancy had aspirations for
supposedly bigger and better options. Our differences were probably most
influenced by our respective family situations. Beth and I had most of
our family in the area whereas both Sam and Nancy’s had relatives that
resided in other states. Although none of us openly mentioned it, we all
knew that days like this were likely to be limited in the future.
Perhaps that was what made the day so special in the end.
Everyone was gathered at my house to enjoy the hot tub and deck for a
sunny July afternoon. Of all the things in our house, I think I love the
hot tub the most. Over the years I’ve spent uncountable hours in it,
both during the day and at night as well. The jets felt wonderful,
better than any shower massager, and God only knows how many times I’d
cum with my legs spread apart in front of one, imagining who might be
there.
My favorite spot was along one side where the tub was molded to allow me
lay on my back with a jet right in front of me. Try to imagine me laying
there with one leg draped over the side of the tub and the other hanging
to the bottom of the tub as I enjoyed the wonderful sensations created
when the warm water washing over my horny pussy and clit. Probably the
only thing better was when I actually got fucked in the tub. Of course,
my dad was usually the one but many a boyfriend had done me in it as well
and I’m sure stories of me and my hot tub made the rounds in the boy’s
locker room in high school.
Beth was the first to arrive but she had barely had time to say hello
when Nancy and Sam arrived together. With the weather as hot as it was,
all three of them were wearing practically the same thing – bikini tops
and denim cutoffs with their bikini bottoms on underneath. No sooner
were we all on the deck, though, than the cutoffs disappeared and we all
sat around the glass-topped patio table drinking pink lemonade. Beth,
being practically a member of my family, disappeared into the house and
quickly emerged with a bottle of wine she’d helped herself to from the
basement wine rack.
“Lighten up Kelly, you can’t expect us all to drink Diet Coke and
lemonade like you,” Beth teased as she poured a glass for her and
Samantha.
Nancy stuck with the lemonade, though, as I knew she felt the same way I
did about alcohol. It wasn't that I’m some sort of prude or anything,
For one, I don’t care for anything that affects my mind and makes me lose
control of myself – like alcohol or drugs. OK, maybe a glass of wine
with dinner is fine but that's to enhance the dinner, but not to get
drunk. Seeing how fast the contents of the first glasses disappeared, I
had no doubt both Beth and Sam were well on their way. Beth, as usual,
was the most forward of the group and she quickly led the conversation to
her favorite topic – sexual gossip.
“OK, let’s see,” she said, shifting her stare between the three of us,
“Can I guess who got laid most recently...”
The three of us just grinned. Yep, that was my best friend for you!
Beth started her inquisition with poor Sam.
“Hmmmmmm, I’d like to say you got it this morning girl but I’m talking
about being fucked by a man - so I guess that leaves you out, eh Sam?.”
Sam slouched down a little in her chair and pretended to pout while the
rest of us laughed. Even Nancy knew what Beth was referring to. I guess
Golden Retriever cock didn’t qualify today in Beth’s game.
“And there’s our sweet Nancy,” Beth mused, “Always so innocent and
naïve.”
We all giggled as each of us knew that while Nancy might APPEAR to be
that way to most people, when she DID when she got alone with a guy had
earned her a reputation with the boys for being a quite the hellcat.
“Yep, I bet you got it last from that hunk Nathan, but not in the last
week.”
Nancy folded her arms defiantly with her best Cheshire Cat grin, refusing
to give away whether Beth was on track or not. Well, she might try to
pretend to be neutral but Sam and I knew Beth must be right or else Nancy
would’ve said something in rebuttal. Beth then turned her large brown
eyes to me.
“That leaves Kelly... my dear best friend Kelly, our own little resident
daddy- fucker.”
Nancy and Sam smiled mischievously at her naughty, but accurate,
description of me. Actually, I was the only one of the group that had
been fucked by her own dad. The others had always marveled that I did it
but none of them were the least bit interested in doing it themselves
with their own dads. These girls were the only people in the entire
world outside my family that knew my little secret. Even so, I never
worried even for a moment that any of them would ever breath a word of it
to anyone else. Besides, they had a few skeletons in their own closets
as well.
“I’m betting dear old dad fucked you before leaving for work this morning
– don’t pretend to be shocked, I know ALL about your little tradition,”
Beth taunted me, obviously having a good time at my expense. “Sorry
though, if I can’t count Sam’s hairy friend then I can’t count your dad
either so that means it’s probably been a week or so for you, hasn’t it?”
Like the previous two “victims”, I just tried to smile noncommittally and
left her to guess the answer. I wasn't about to give her the self-
satisfaction of verifying that she had hit it right on the money.
Exactly seven days earlier I’d been fucked by a couple of my cousin
Kristi’s teen boy toys and brothers at that!
“Oh come on, are all of you just gonna sit there and grin or what?” Beth
whined.
To no one’s surprise, it was me that came up with the answer to her
dilemma.
“Hey, why don’t we play Truth or Dare?” I offered, “Then everyone HAS to
speak up.”
Sam rolled her eyes and sighed, “Shit Kelly, grow up, will ya?”
“What do you mean?” I asked her, “Lots of people our age still play it.”
“Sure, in porn movies maybe,” Sam snickered.
“Oh really Sam?” Beth cut in, “So tell us, just how do YOU know THAT?”
“Hey, some of us DO like to watch it, you know,” Sam replied in a tone
that sounded a little less light-hearted than perhaps she meant.
“Well, I think it’s a GREAT idea Kelly,” Nancy finally chimed in. I
looked at her and smiled; she was always so supportive and positive.
“Alright, alright, let’s do it then,” Beth huffed as she sat back down in
her seat again. “Who’s gonna start?”
Chapter 2 – The Game Begins
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Since it was my idea, I raised my hand and the others turned to me,
waiting to hear who I pick to be the first to answer. Well, I had a
million questions I would’ve loved to ask each of them so which one would
I start with? Alright, there really was no choice when you come down to
it. In situations like this you HAVE to pick your best friend.
“OK Beth, Truth or Dare?”
“Truth,” Beth responded quickly, taking what she probably thought was the
safe route, especially with me doing the asking.
“Hmmmmmm... let’s go with your line of questioning first. When was the
last time you got laid?”
“Last night,” she answered simply.
“Oh really? With who?” I quickly responded, my curiosity up..
Beth grinned at me, a twinkle in her eye, “Noooooo, that’s TWO questions.
You just asked WHEN, not WHO.”
There was nothing I could do but huff and frown at her. Since when was
she one to play by the rules anyway?
Beth wiggled her hot butt in her seat as she looked around at each of us
and got ready for her selection.
“Nancy – Truth or Dare?”
Knowing Nancy, her response of “Truth” didn't surprise me a bit,
especially with Beth asking the question. You couldn’t be too careful
with her.
“Chicken,” Beth teased her and then asked, “Of all the guys in high
school, who do you wish you’d been laid by? It has to be someone you
didn't do - BJ’s disqualify him too.”
Nancy sighed and appeared to be in deep thought. I knew she was faking
and so did the others. After all, there are some things every girl keeps
in her heart and one of them is the guy who got away. If Beth had asked
me, I could have answered in a heartbeat. For me, it would have been
Todd, the nerdy little guy in my advanced chemistry class. Honestly, I’d
been fucked by or blown most of the hunks in school, at least the ones I
wanted, but I never did Todd.
What turned me on the most about Todd was I knew he didn't even have a
girlfriend during high school and I doubt he’d even kissed a girl, let
alone come close to fucking one. I would imagine what it would’ve been
like to take him up to my bedroom and give him what he’d only dreamed
about all his life until then. I bet he would’ve jerked off the rest of
his life remembering what I did to him. For some reason or another, it
never worked out as he was much too shy to even be near me but still, it
would’ve been fun and I still think about him now and then. So you can
imagine my shock when Nancy gave her answer.
“I guess it would have to be Todd, the dork that always hung around the
chemistry lab.”
Nancy could’ve confessed to lusting for a little green Martian and I
wouldn’t have been more surprised. Evidently the look on my face
betrayed me because Sam started giggling and pointing at me.
“Oh crap, look at Kelly,” she giggled.
Even Nancy was staring at me now, wondering what I was so embarrassed
about all of a sudden. Under the heat of their stares I crossed my arms
in front of me and defiantly refused to ask anything, using the game as
my excuse not to talk. Hopefully by the time it was my turn, it would be
all forgotten about.
Now it was Nancy’s turn and it was only logical that she pick Sam, since
she hadn’t had a turn yet.
“Well?” Nancy asked, waiting for the answer to the obvious question.
“Truth,” Sam quickly replied, completing round one with a 4-0 record for
Truth. Well, that record wouldn't hold up for much longer if I knew
these girls at all. The second glasses of wine had disappeared so it
wouldn’t much longer before they kicked in.
“Hmmmmmm,” Nancy hesitated, then her face brightened and then she got the
cutest little naughty expression on her face.
“OK Sam, you asked for it... given a choice, would you rather have a
man’s dick in you or a dog’s?”
Beth and I sat up for that one as neither of us had expected anything
like that from Nancy, at least not this early in the game. Meanwhile,
Samantha just sat there with this amused expression.
“Well, men are ALWAYS nice to have but there’s something special about
Sandy…” she drifted off with this faraway look in her eyes, pretending to
be mesmerized by the memories of her Golden Retriever.
We all giggled like a bunch of little girls. Actually, Sam’s preference
for the K9 species was well known among us but we rarely made a point of
talking about it. It was just like they all knew that Sam had talked me
into trying Sandy myself one time - with emphasis on the ONE time.
Nobody ever brought it up because they knew how I felt about it
afterwards. Hey, try letting yourself be mated by a dog and see how YOU
feel afterwards about it when your mind is clear.
Thankfully nobody tried adding anything witty so Sam took it as her cue.
She could’ve easily gone to me as it was her option now to pick anyone
and I’d been “free” the longest from any inquisition. Instead, she went
right back at Nancy in an almost vengeful act.
Nancy again chose truth, causing a collective sigh to go up as we were
getting ready for something a little more on the daring side but it was
Nancy so what could you expect?
“OK, here goes then,” Sam said, winding up as if she were some kind of
verbal pitcher. “Did you swallow when Sandy came in your mouth.”
Nancy’s eyes widened like saucers and I could see her face immediately
redden. Beth and I were both shocked and Nancy hadn’t even answered yet.
Heck, it really didn't matter what her answer was, it was the question
itself that was outrageous for what it implied. Had Nancy sucked off
Sam’s dog? No way!
“Sam, you promised...,” Nancy whispered almost inaudibly, her face now
red as a beet. Sam, on the other hand, was looking positively joyful at
her “outing” of Nancy. I had to admit, I would NEVER have guessed that
Nancy had ever so much as touched a dog’s dick, let alone sucked one.
“The witness will answer the question,” Sam rebuked her, as if Nancy was
on trial for some sordid crime. To Nancy, that may have been how she
felt.
“Yes,” came back the answer although if I hadn’t been so close to her I
would’ve never heard it was so low.
“DAMN Nancy, that’s soooooo fuckin’ hot,” Beth whispered, her voice a
little hoarse from being immediately turned on by Nancy’s little
revelation.
Nancy made a point of ignoring Beth and just stared at Sam. Clearly she
wasn't thrilled at being made to describe anything about that time –
whatever it may have been. I couldn't help but wonder if Nancy had just
sucked Sandy’s dick or if she had let the dog fuck her as well. Sam had
Sandy trained well so I knew what the dog’s instincts would have been.
“Your turn again sister,” she said, her voice tight but controlled.
“OK, I’m ready for it... dare,” Sam replied, taunting Nancy somewhat.
“You’d better be ready. OK, Show us what you were doing while you
watched me.”
Sam just smiled and stood up long enough to drop her thong bottoms and
sat back on the chair cushion with her cute little bare ass touching the
material, not there was much difference in coverage now that she’d
removed the string thong. It was really nothing more than a small
triangular piece of cloth held in place by several colored strings that
made a mockery of any attempt at decency. Sam put both feet up on the
edge of the chair and allowed her knees to spread naturally open to
reveal her pretty bare pussy. An image of a dog’s nasty looking long
dick violating such a cute thing suddenly filled my mind. Then, without
saying a word, she started to play with herself using just her right
hand.
Now seeing Sam masturbate wasn't exactly something new for any of us but
having her do it as a show for us certainly was. Like us, she might
start playing with herself in the middle of a hot TV show or porn video,
or even if we were just talking about some hot subject that turned her
on, but at least then there was a good reason for it. What she was doing
now was more like what I would do to turn on a boyfriend. There is
something about a girl playing with herself that just seems to grab the
attention of every guy I’ve ever don't it for,
Sam was rubbing her clit using two fingers that circled over the
sensitive spot. I find it interesting while some girls like to stick
their fingers up inside their pussy when they masturbate, there is a
large percentage that don’t. Not that I’ve ever done a survey, but in my
experience the “don’ts” definitely outweigh the “dos” which has always
mystified me. Sam was one of the “don't’” crowd, preferring to just rub
herself on the outside and keeping her fingers out from inside of her.
Come to think of it, the only thing I’d ever seen up her pussy was a
dog’s dick. Personally, I LOVE the feel of my fingers in me as it helps
me to imagine a man’s dick moving inside of me.
Another thing I noticed about Sam when she masturbated was that she
didn’t touch her boobs once during the entire time. I’ve known a few
other girls who were that way, not really caring to play with their own
boobs. As for me, I LOVE touching my boobs and rubbing my nipples
between my fingers. As a young teenager, it also helped to make them
feel better when they would hurt during a growth spurt (not that mine
ever grew all that fast). Oh well, to each her own.
Sam apparently was enjoying her audience as she wasted no time in getting
down to it and bringing herself to a climax as quickly as possible. Less
than five minutes had passed when she started her pre-orgasm moans and
hip thrusts and then I knew she was cumming. God, she must have been
really horny if her sound effects were any indication! She kept herself
going for a solid minute or more before letting her wet fingers rest on
her wet pussy mound, her body literally quivering from her orgasm.
“Your turn Beth,” Sam whispered hoarsely, apparently feeling too spent to
continue with the game for the moment. There wasn't much doubt in my
mind who Beth would be asking the next question of and I’d already made
up my mind what my answer was going to be.
“Dare” I said before Beth could even get out the question to me.
“Hmmmmmm, somebody sounds horny” Beth giggled, “Guess watching Sam here
got you going, didn’t it you nasty slut?”
I just nodded, turning my eyes back to Sam who was still holding her
pussy tightly with her eyes shut, a soft moan emerging now and then as
she would flinch every now and then as if someone had pinched her.
“OK, let’s see just how much she turned you sister,” Beth said with a
naughty smile on her voice, “I want you to lick Sam’s pussy and clean her
off.”
Well, THAT was more like a dream come true than a dare but I wasn't about
to file a complaint. I’d licked Sam once a long time ago while at her
house so it wasn't like it was a virgin pussy for me. Since Nancy had
obviously been at Sam’s before, as I now knew, I was sure she’d done the
same so seeing me take to Sam’s pussy certainly wasn't going to shock
her, as I was sure it wasn't to Beth either but she obviously wanted to
watch me do it again. Well, who was I to disappoint them?
Sam had overheard Beth’s demands and opened her eyes to watch me
approach. As I drew near she pulled her hand back from her pussy to let
me see it. God, she soaked and swollen so horny I could smell her sex
even while still a couple of feet away. She was still breathing hard and
I paused to admire her firm smooth thighs and her flat tanned stomach.
God she was beautiful and incredibly hot!
I rested my hands on her knees as I slowly lowered myself to the deck in
front of her. Ever so slowly I moved my hands up her long legs,
caressing her silky skin and letting my fingertips gently touch the
sensitive insides of her thighs. I looked up and our eyes met as we both
smiled in anticipation of what I was about to do. Memories of our last
time together flooded my mind, except this time there was no Sandy laying
in the bed to watch us this time. Instead, I had our two best friends as
my audience.
“Don’t just goggle-eye each other,” Beth said impatiently, “C’mon, lick
that cunt.”
I didn't give her the satisfaction of responding but instead did just as
she demanded. As my moved in closer to her pussy, the scent of her sex
all but overwhelmed me. Hungrily, my tongue reached out and I felt the
tip of it barely graze her clit, just enough to make her jump in the seat
like I had nailed her with an electric cattle prod.
“Wow! Someone’s got a touchy clit.” Beth taunted Sam in a sing-song
voice.
My tongue licked Sam’s pussy, the taste of her pussy cum covering my
tongue like a rich dessert after dinner. God I loved the taste of her
pussy! Up and down I went, lapping her like her dog would have had she
brought him along, a technique that did not go unnoticed by the others.
“Hey Nancy, does that remind you of anything?” Beth teased poor Nancy.
Sam was concentrating too much on what I was doing to put in her two
cents and the last thing I was going to do was pull my mouth from her
pussy.
“OK, OK,” Beth interrupted, “It was a dare, not an invitation to an orgy,
enough already you two!”
Reluctantly I gave Sam’s pussy another kiss and got back up and took my
seat once again. My face felt wet from Sam’s pussy and I wished I could
have spent longer between her thighs – a LOT longer.
Surprisingly, at least for this group of girls, so far Sam was the only
one who had stripped down and even that was just to remove her bottoms,
which really didn’t cover anything anyway to start with Well, THAT
needed to change and it didn’t take long. It was my turn again and who
better to pick than Beth? She deserved something hot so I waited for her
response when I pointed to her, even though I knew what it would be.
“Oh it HAS to be a dare with Kelly at the wheel,” she said with a grin at
the others.
“Alright then, I want you to finger yourself,” I said in a calm voice,
trying not to betray what I had in mind.
“Huh? Is that it?” Beth reacted incredulously, “Sheesh, I was expecting
something more than THAT from you.”
I grinned mischievously and added, “Oh but I’m not finished…..I want you
to finger yourself in your asshole.”
Even Sam’s mouth dropped open at that one and I could have sworn Nancy
actually gasped. First of all, they all were well aware of my position
on anal sex (no pun intended) and while I never tried to impose my
personal beliefs on them, being my friends it was just not something they
typically discussed around me. Second, while we might play with
ourselves a bit around each other, fingering our assholes had never been
a part of our “activities”. Personally I had always been glad they
didn't as for me, there was just something about it that went beyond
friends having fun with each other. Thus for ME to be the one to ask
Beth to do anal must have come as a total surprise to them.
“Oh yeah, that was a good one Kelly,” Beth said admiringly, “I never saw
THAT one coming… at least not from you. Hmmmmmm, do you mind if I do it
in the hot tub?
I didn't have any objections so Beth got up and took the opportunity to
strip off her clothes. She knew the rules at our house – no swim suits
in the hot tub. Stepping in gingerly, she slowly lowered herself into
the hot water. The jets were running except for the little pump that
always kept the water circulating so we could see below the surface.
Beth was a pretty girl and for a moment I had a flashback to that first
time in the tub when my dad fucked her. Technically my dad shouldn’t
have done it as one of the strictest rules my mom and dad had was their
“no adultery” rule. Even if it was “OK” with your spouse, they knew that
sex outside of marriage was wrong before God. What helped was their
belief that marriage was the union not just of two people but their
families as well. That meant sex within the family was OK but nothing
else was legal.
As for Beth and my dad, the only reason my mom had rationalized it was
the long history she had with our family. I was an only child so in many
ways Beth was like the sister I never had. Thus when my dad fucked her,
it was like he was fucking my sister which evidently made it OK for my
mom.
Once she was in the water, the first thing Beth did was turn on the jets.
The hot tub roared into action and soon the surface was covered in the
froth created by the jets. Beth then backed up against one of the corner
jets and let the surging water strike her ass and pussy as she bent over.
We all stood around and watched in fascination. Sam still bottomless
while the rest of us remained in our bikinis, at least for the moment.
Of course, Beth knew we watching which, if I knew my best friend, was
turning her on more at this moment than the jet that was shooting against
her pussy. Slowly her hand appeared from under the bubbles and then
reappeared between her legs as she started to play with her pussy and
asshole. Being all wet, she was able to easily slide her finger inside
her asshole and I watched in fascination as she started to stroke it
slowly in and out of her. It was one of the more erotic sights I’d seen
in out hot tub and at my house, that’s saying quite a lot.
“I don’t believe this,” I heard Nancy commenting to Sam, “God, look what
she’s doing!”
“Fuck, what’s the big deal anyway?” Sam retorted, “Don’t tell me you
don't do the same thing in the tub or shower at home yourself.”
“Sam!” Nancy replied, playfully hitting her on the shoulder. I noticed
she didn't say anything about NOT doing it. Heck, even me, the anti-anal
girl, had experimented a little that way but never anything even remotely
like what Beth was doing to herself in the hot tub at this moment. Like
they say, this wasn't her first rodeo!
Beth looked over at us to make sure we were still watching and grinned
with her finger pushed up as far as she could into her ass. Again, I got
the distinct impression she was more turned on by us watching her than
anything else.
“Well, is this what you wanted to see?” she called over to me.
To be honest, it really wasn’t As hot as Beth was and as much as I knew
that she easy enjoying it, there was just something it that made me
uncomfortable. People tell me all the time how I should get over my
issues over anal sex and give it a shot but try as I might, the only
thing I could think of was the same place where her finger was exploring
was where her poop came from – not exactly a sexy image, at least not for
me.
“Hey, why don’t we all get in?” I offered as an attempt to diplomatically
bring an end to the foolishness I’d started.
Sam and Nancy agreed with me and we all stripped before joining Beth in
the tub. We each took a corner of the tub and I loved the feeling of the
jets as they pulsed against my back and bottom. Beth evidently realized
we weren’t all that interested in her fingering her ass anymore so she
took a seat as well in her own corner.
Chapter 3 – The Games Gets Naughty
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“You know, I seem to remember that game use to be a lot more fun,” I
sighed dramatically. Beth, of course, had her opinion which she wasn't
afraid to share with us.
“Well, that’s no mystery. Back when we were teenagers we actually had to
debate whether to say or do something. These days I don’t think any of
us is afraid to admit to anything... or do anything.”
The rest of us nodded in agreement and I had to admit she was on to
something. Back in high school, Nancy would have NEVER admitted to doing
anything with Sam’s dog, even if she had. As wild as Beth was, she might
have at least hesitated before masturbating her asshole. As for me, I’d
never had sex with a girl other than my mom and aunt until I went to
college so being asked to lick Sam’s pussy clean would have been a LOT
more shocking than it was this afternoon. Nowadays I WANTED to do it so
what was the bid deal in being dared?
“So what’s this mean then,” Nancy asked philosophically, “Have we all
become so jaded that we can't shock each other anymore?”
“Well, there ARE a few topics I think we still avoid,” Beth mentioned
mischievously. Although we all had a pretty good idea what she was
talking about, something in us made us curious enough to want to listen
further. Beth could see she had our undivided attention and looked at
each of us.
“Let’s see, we all joke about it but we don’t REALLY talk about Sam and
her dog. Then there’s Nancy who I KNOW is holding out on us, not to
mention her own adventures with the canine species, and finally there’s
Kelly, whom we all know is the incest girl among us but yet we all seem
to tip-toe around the subject.”
“So what about YOU?” Nancy countered, “What’s Beth holding back from us?”
Beth look thoughtful for a moment, as if she was mulling over her
response but I think she knew from the start what it would be.
“To be honest, I think I’m the only one in our group who ISN’T hiding
something, or at least something we don’t discuss.”
“OK, so now that you’ve pointed out the obvious, so what?” Sam retorted
back to Beth.
“I don't know,” Beth shrugged her bare shoulders which were barely out of
the swirling water, “Don’t you think it’s time we stopped playing games
like Truth or Dare and just opened up with each other. Dammit anyway, we
may not be together like this again for who knows how long!”
In my heart I agreed with her. It was a little odd that four girls could
be such close friends, sharing so much over the years and yet in some
ways we hid certain things, even though we all knew about them.
“Well, what do you say I start my own version of the game then,” Beth
announced defiantly. “Let’s start with Kelly.”
I looked at her sharply. What the hell was she up to now?
“As I’m sure you all know, even though we haven’t talked about it,
Kelly’s dad fucked me for the first time right here in this very hot tub.
At the time, I didn’t know he was doing Kelly; hell, NONE of us knew
about THAT back then. So tell me Kelly, heck tell all of us, how did it
make you feel to see your dad fucking me and you couldn't say anything?”
Despite my misgivings, the memories of that day came flooding in as if it
were yesterday. Actually, as much as it had turned me on at the time, I
was shocked that my father, who had NEVER cheated on my mom, was fucking
her. All my life they had preached to me how adultery was breaking one
of the Ten Commandments. Although I understood the “sister”
rationalization, it still seemed a bit contrived. At the same time, I
couldn't believe how much it turned me on to see him fucking Beth – my
best friend who had been part of our family for so many years. There was
so much I could have said in response to her questions yet all that came
out was a lame answer.
“Well, I guess I was turned on and I wanted badly to join in.”
“As long as we’re on the subject, I’ve always wondered why did you keep
what you do with your dad a secret from us for so long?” Nancy asked,
joining in on the questioning, “Didn’t you trust us?”
I felt a little uncomfortable in answering as the truth wasn’t flattering
to your best friends.
“My parents and I agreed that we wouldn’t tell anyone – not even my
closest friends. Think about it; what would you guys have said back when
we were just freshmen and you found out what my dad was doing with me?”
Nancy looked uncomfortable herself but she still found the courage to
speak her mind saying, “Well, you know Kelly, and PLEASE don’t take this
wrong because you know I love you. Personally, I STILL don’t quite
understand how you can fuck your own father. Sorry, it just seems... so
wrong somehow, you understand?”
I wasn't going to debate it and so in order to keep this from getting
into something we would regret later, I turned the questioning to her
because there was something I knew about her that I was positively
certain she didn’t know I knew, and that none of the others knew either.
“Isn’t that sort of the kettle calling the pot black, Nancy?” I asked,
letting the others to wonder what I was talking about but it was obvious
from Nancy’s expression I’d hit the bulls eye.
“Hey, what the fuck are we doing?” Sam cut in, “This was suppose to be
our great last get together before we all split up and went on with our
lives. Why are we being so heavy?”
Nancy looked relieved and from the way her eyes bored into me, I could
tell she wasn’t happy with my near-revelation. Indeed, what would Beth
and Sam had they said if they knew what Nancy, the shy and conservative
one of our group, was actually a pedophile? I had only learned it by
accident through the comments of several people that by themselves, meant
nothing, but when pieced together described a very troublesome side to my
friend. I may have been guilty of fantasizing about some of my young
charges when I babysat, but I never actually did anything and can’t
imagine how I ever could have. Nancy, on the other hand…
Sam continued, breaking my concentration as she said, “Well, not only did
we not discuss things as teens, how the hell did we all fool around so
much and never do each other? Now THAT’S a question worth exploring,
don’t you think?”
Chapter 4 – Enough of the Games
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For a moment we all were silent with nothing but the noise of the hot tub
to break the silence. Then we all started to talk at once and again in
unison, went quiet to let the others talk. We then broke out in laughter
at ourselves.
“Well, why don’t we go inside then?” I offered, leaving my hopes unvoiced
but I think they all knew where I was trying to lead them.
Without further ado we stepped out of the tub and dried ourselves off
before heading back into the house and then down to the family room in
the basement. The basement felt almost cold in comparison to the hot
outdoors, especially after sitting in the hot tub, and I could feel my
nipples tingle and noticed the others having a similar reaction. The
four of us stood in a circle (was it technically a square?), each waiting
for the other to make the next move.
“Oh fuck it, what are we waiting for?” Beth huffed, “We all want the same
thing so why are we acting like shy teenagers?”
Sam was the first to react and she turned to Nancy and put her arms
around her, pulling Nancy’s gorgeous tanned nude body tightly into her
own before kissing her softly. Nancy responded eagerly, putting her arms
around Sam’s neck and drawing her into her like two teen lovers on a hot
date. Beth turned to me and smiled.
“So tell me again why didn't we just do this from the start?” she said
with a naughty grin. We both hugged and then we kissed. Beth’s full
lips felt so soft against mine and I could feel her large boobs pressing
up against mine, making my nipples tingle even more.
“I love you Kelly,” she whispered softly to me.
I knew exactly what she meant. It wasn’t the type of love you have
between two lovers or a husband and wife but the kind of love that only
the closest of friends can share. I replied the same to her and we
kissed more passionately as we slowly dropped to our knees on the soft
carpeting in the middle of the floor. Sam and Nancy had already done the
same.
Maybe it was because we were such good friends, or maybe it was just that
we were all horny as hell, but somehow we worked ourselves into a circle
without anyone saying a word of direction. Each of us was licking a
pussy while someone else was licking our own. I had Nancy’s pussy in my
face while she had Sam’s and Sam was doing Beth’s who was doing mine. In
all the years we had sat in a circle, masturbating and touching
ourselves, we’d never done anything like this and yet suddenly it just
felt like the most perfect thing to do.
After that it was just a couple of hours of non-stop “lesbian” love
making. I only use that phrase as there were no men involved. Although
I don’t think any of us would have protested had a few dicks been
available, at the same time that would have changed the dynamics
entirely. Even though there were four of us, I hesitate to call it an
“orgy” because that phrase seems to degrade the experience into something
only sexual in nature. Instead, what we shared was unique. Only four
girls who had grown up together and shared so much could understand what
I mean.
This wasn't like at a party where a bunch of girls started playing with
each other to turn on the guys. This had nothing in common with the sex
parties Beth loved so much. It wasn't at all like anything I had
experienced as an escort at a bachelor party. And it definitely wasn't
anything like being with a group of guys. This was four of the closest
friends simply enjoying one another in the most intimate and basic way
possible.
I’m sure someone will want to ask me how many times we each came. Well,
I don’t know about the others as we didn’t keep a scoreboard or anything,
but for me I lost count. It seemed at times like it was just one after
the other as licked and rubbed up against one another. I even somehow
managed to break away to run to my bedroom where I pulled out my trusty
old double dildo which we used in various combinations.
My favorite was when Nancy and I both got on our hands and knees, our
bare butts close together as Beth and same helped push the dildo into our
pussies. We rocked back and forth, sometimes smacking our butts against
one another, driving the dildo deep inside both of us at the same time.
It was almost like being fucked doggie style by a guy and we both came so
hard we each collapsed, pulling the dildo out of her and leaving it still
in me until Beth stole it for her to use with Sam next.
We might have gone on all night if the basement door leading to the
garage hadn’t suddenly opened and in walked my parents! At the time Sam
and Beth were engaged in a 69 while I was lying next to Nancy on the
floor, making out like two teenagers at a party.
“What do you say Mary? Looks like the girls have been having a good time
while we were out,” my dad observed to my mom. Sheesh, talk about being
the master of the understatement!
My mom just pushed my dad along to the stairs, clucking at him to behave
himself and leave us alone. Of course, my dad would not have actually
done anything, even if she hadn’t, but why subject the poor guy to such
temptation? It was like waving fresh meat in front of a starving lion,
could you blame him for wanting to eat it?
As much as they tried not to spoil it for us, the appearance of my
parents seem to break the spell we all had been under. We each pushed
for one more orgasm but after that we ended up just lying on the floor in
each other’s arms. In retrospect it was probably a good thing as I was
so flushed it felt like I was burning up!
Eventually we all calmed down and headed back up to the deck where we’d
left our clothes. My parents had evidently decided to take advantage of
the hot tub themselves while we were “occupied”. At least with my
friends they didn't have to worry about wearing anything and as always,
it warmed my heart to see them together with my dad’s strong arms wrapped
around my mom’s beautiful naked body. I could imagine how hard he must
have gotten seeing the four of us going at it in the basement. After
all, he might be my father but he was still a man and what man wouldn’t
react to such a scene? I silently bet to myself that my dad hadn’t
wasted any time fucking my mom once they were in the tub. For that
matter, had he even waited that long?
The rest of the evening was relatively uneventful as we each discussed
our plans for the future while my dad grilled dinner for all of us. It
was if we all didn’t want the evening to end. Something magical always
seemed to happen when the four of us got together and I think each of us
somehow knew that the magic would not reappear for a long time after
tonight. Nancy was due to leave the next day and Sam would be off
herself in a week or so. Thank goodness Beth would still be around!
Unfortunately, everything must eventually come to an end and so it was
without last evening together. We were all in tears as we said our
goodbyes but I knew while we might be physically separated, there was
always our cell phones, email, and web cams to keep us in touch. Thank
god for technology!
THE END