Note: Two unmarried couples spend the weekend in the mountains with a case of whip cream. Now what kind of mischief can they get into? Enjoy. All Rights Reserved.
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Tracy and Tim had planned on a quiet Valentine weekend alone at the mountain cabin. So when they heard a car coming down the dirt road they were surprised.
"Who is it?" Tracy asked trying to shield her eyes from the setting sun over the mountain.
"I think it's Mike's car," Tim said putting down his beer. "You better get some clothes on."
"Shit," Tracy gasped. She was only wearing a long white tee shirt and light blue panties. She jumped up from the chair on the small porch and ran back into the cabin.
"What the fuck are you two doing here?" Tim asked his best friend Mike and his recent girl friend Melissa when they climbed out of the large SUV.
"You invited us remember?" Mike grinned carrying a case of beer from the back. Melissa had two large bottles of champagne in her small petite hands.
"I did?" Mike asked out loud. "Oh yeah, at the softball game. We didn't hear from you so we figured you weren't coming."
"We would have been here sooner but no one in Hicksville knew where Rural Route 4 was. Luckily I stopped a hunter and he told us."
"Yeah it's pretty isolated out here," Tim said trying not to peek at Melissa's nice round tits pushing out a tight sleeveless red blouse.
Tracy walked out and pushed her long blonde hair from her face. "Hi." She had changed into a pair of tight jeans and had put a bra on under the white tee. "I'm glad you two came. It gets pretty boring up here with no TV."
"Doesn't Tim keep you busy?" Mike asked checking out the shiny navel ring on Tracy's lower stomach. He could see her boobs were not as big as Melissa's but he had always enjoyed looking at her cute ass.
"Yes but 10 minutes doesn't help much," she joked.
"10 minutes!" Tim yelled sitting up. "More like ten hours."
"You wish," Mike laughed.
"So do I," Melissa frowned. Although Melissa was new she had mixed with Tracy at other parties.
"Maybe you will get your wish," Mike grinned. He had been at the cabin before and knew it was one large open room inside. After pulling out a beer from the 12-pack he quickly consumed it. "Burp!"
"You pig," Melissa frowned. "Maybe Tracy can show me where to put my stuff."
"Come inside," Tracy said noticing Tim's eyes on the younger girl's chest.
Once they were inside Mike sat down next to his buddy. "So if we can get them smashed we can play the game."
"Game?" Tim repeated looking puzzled but then it hit him. "Oh no...not the game. Tracy will never..."
"I've got five cans of Cool Whip in the car and I saw how you were checking out Melissa's tits."
"This isn't college asshole. Tracy might be my wife someday."
"We don't have to go all the way," Mike reasoned. "I mean you've been hooked up now for four years. A little fun won't hurt."
Tim sighed because he envied Mike's single life having a new girl every three months. "Tracy will never go for it."
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"Do you know why Mike brought up 5 cans of Cool Whip?" Melissa asked Tracy as the two stood by the two double beds located near each other.
Tracy turned. "Cool Whip. I have no idea. Tim sometimes squirts it in his mouth."
"There is something fishy," Melissa said looking out the window at the two 27 year old men.
"May I ask how old you are?" Tracy asked.
"21," Melissa answered. "I know Mike is older but he acts like most of the guys my age."
"Mike is unique," Tracy said peeking out at Mike's strong shoulders and biceps.
"In more ways than one," Melissa grinned.
After putting Melissa's things away in a small dresser they joined the men on the porch as the sun was setting. "Here have some Champagne," Mike said handing a full glass to both women.
For the next hour they sat finishing off the bottle of Champagne and the 12-pack. All four were feeling good when the girls went into the cabin and the guys emptied Mike's SUV.
After setting the bags on the small table by the refrigerator Tracy went over and looked into the bags. "Let's see...beer...more beer and what do we have here? Cool Whip." She picked out one of the tall cans and held it out as evidence. "Explain."
Tim put up his hands in defense. "Mike brought it." They all turned and looked at Mike who stood with a shit-eating grin.
"Since we don't have a TV and I don't see any cards I thought we would play a game Tim and I played in college."
The girls turned and looked at Tim. "Don't look at me." They looked back at Mike.
"Tell us how this game is played," Tracy said looking very suspiciously at Mike.
"Well its like Truth or Dare," Mike said quickly. "You've played that before right?"
"I have," Melissa grinned. "It can get dirty." She glanced at Tim's shorts and wondered if he was as endowed as Mike was.
"I don't think so," Tracy said putting the Cool Whip down on the table like it was a hot potato.
"Tim said you would chicken out," Mike grinned wondering if he could piss her off into playing.
Tracy turned and glared at her guy. "Do you really want to play this game?" The Champagne had gone to her head.
"No...I mean if you are uncomfortable playing a game like this...you know."
"Maybe I want to play it," Tracy said before looking at Melissa. "How dirty does it get and what is the Cool Whip for?"
"I'm not sure about the Cool Whip but for Truth or Dare you have to chose one of them and then do it," Melissa said. She had first refused to go to the cabin but now was happy she did.
"I can do that," Tracy giggled. Again she picked up the Cool Whip and held it out towards Mike. "Well?"
"All the dares have to involve using Cool Whip." He licked his lips to give her a hint.
But the champagne had dampened her wits. "I don't understand."
Finally Tim spoke up. "A dare might involve putting Cool Whip on a body part and the person doing the dare must...must lick it off." He felt himself getting hard as he saw Melissa's large nipples pushing out her thin blouse.
"This does sound pretty dirty," Tracy said. "What if we don't want to do something?"
"I guess the game is over or..or you have to take something off." Mike grinned. The sun had gone down and it was getting cold in the cabin. "How about we start a fire in the fireplace?"
Tim and Mike walked outside to get some wood while the girls took out the beer and Cool Whip.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Melissa asked the older woman. "I mean you're in a long relationship and..."
"Have you dated a lot of other guys?" Tracy asked back.
"Not a lot," Melissa answered. "Why?"
"I've only dated one guy and I'm still with him. Now I'm hearing that he used to play this game in college while I stayed back in our hometown."
"Oh...I see," Melissa grinned. "So maybe you can pay him back. But will Tim get jealous?"
"From the way he's looking at your tits I don't think he will even notice."
*
"I told you she would go for it," Mike whispered to Tim as they loaded up some logs in their arms.
"You can't fuck her," Tim said quickly remembering the co-eds Mike use to bed in their dorm room. He also remembered how large Mike is.
"Not unless you give me the thumbs up buddy," Mike grinned. He hoped that Melissa would weaken him until he did.
"That's not going to happen." They walked to the door and Tim kicked it with his foot for the women to let them in. When Tracy walked to the doorway he almost dropped the logs. "Jesus, what are you wearing?"
"A tee shirt," Tracy grinned noticing Mike's eyes on the hard pencil erasers on her small mounds.
Tim was about to complain when Melissa walked next to Tracy. She too was wearing a long tee shirt but her huge titties clung to the cotton and her long hard nipples pushed out almost a half an inch. "Me too," Melissa grinned.
"Great," Mike said moving by the startled man into the cabin. He put the logs into the fireplace and after putting some kindling underneath he got the fire started. "Where do we play?" He asked glancing over at the two beds.
"On the rug," Tim answered quickly. He pulled the large fluffy white rug by the fireplace and the four moved into a circle. Tim grabbed an empty champagne bottle. "Whoever spins the bottle asks the truth or dare to the person the bottle points to." He smiled as Melissa and Tracy took special care to keep their legs crossed so the guys couldn't look under the shirts. "I'll go first."
Mike spun the bottle on the rug and it moved around and around until it pointed at Melissa. "Truth or Dare baby?"
She wasn't going to do the first dare. "Truth."
"What is your favorite sexual position?" He already knew.
Melissa blushed. "I like to be on top."