I lay awake in my bed listening to my sister and her friends laughing and giggling in the room below. It's the last year of high school for all of us and a week after Angelina's 18th, so she has to have her friends over for a birthday celebration. We're Irish twins and I'm the older one by eleven months - she's the youngest of her group. I know each of her friends from at least one of my classes, and I've imagined each one in the gym locker room showers.
My hand wraps itself around my cock as it starts to swell, thinking of Hannah pulling down the straps of her top. Imagining her looking me in the eye, her blond hair hanging down to her shoulders, lips slightly parted, head tilted to the side in that "come fuck me look."
Her straps fall to her sides and her hand slides up and over her stomach, brushing her tit as it circles over the top of her shirt and down in, cupping herself. It fits perfectly in her hand as she swirls her right thumb around it. Her tongue slides out of her mouth and my cock would fit perfectly between those two lips, her tongue swirling around it. She's down on her knees, my t-shirt still on but boxers down and her mouth wrapped around my dick.
Her right hand grips the base of my shaft as she sucks and swirls her tongue around the head. Her left hand touches my abs, slides up and brushes my pecs. Her thumb swirls around my nipple. We fall backwards onto a bed, and she moves up my body, still gripping my cock and pulling on it gently. Her lips brush mine and my hands grip her shoulders, turning her onto her back.
I kiss her neck and move to her collarbone. I move lower, she has no shirt on now. My lips brush her breast and I slide my tongue out to lick the underside. I circle around the nipple, slowly sliding my hand up the inside of her thigh. My tongue licks her nipple and I suck it into my mouth right as my hand reaches her pelvic bone. Fingers encircle her hip and slide down to tease the apex of her pussy. She feels damp before my fingers even reach her pussy lips, and slide down the edge to her waiting hole. I move my finger back up the inside of the lip as my lips move down to touch hers.
My tongue finds the outside of her right labia and I suck it into my mouth playing it with my tongue, then moving on to her tight hole. My probe fills the hole and slides up the center of her hot, wet cunt. Finally my tongue meets its goal, but only stops to tease her as I circle back down from the top of her other pussy lip. Again, back up the center and this time I stop to do more than tease her love button.
I suck it into my mouth, write the alphabet on it, play with her parts and slip my finger into her shaking pussy. I grind my chest up, over her snatch and I rest on her breasts. Kissing her, she tastes her own juices and I slide my cock through the valley of her pussy. She breathes, hot, into my ear and clutches my back pulling my body closer to her. She tries to maneuver so my next slide pushes deep into her, but I avoid her tempting hole. Once again I push through Hannah's valley and this time I aim directly for her. She moves again to help me make my target and I feel my cock surrounded by her tight...
Stomping up the stairs.
I'm not usually this easily distracted out of my games, cock hard as steel in my hand, I feel the cum welling up inside me, but these feet are approaching my door. Normally, this too is a fantasy of mine, but somehow when it's real life it seems a little different.
Whispering in the hallway. It sounds like it's just outside my door.
A hand on my doorknob, and the door slowly opening. Light from downstairs gently peeking around my door. The girls must have all the lights off except for the downstairs hallway. A head peeks around the door and sees me.
My dick still in hand, I lay under the covers peeking up from my pillow.
"Yes?" I hold it to my stomach so the doorway girl won't notice a tent in my sheets.
It's Alissa. She whispers loudly, "are you still awake?" Her voice sounds like a loud hiss, but normally it's sweet and intelligent. This brunette has had sex with me several times - in my dreams.
There must be another one out there. It takes at least two people to whisper outside of a boy's door. Unless she's schizophrenic.
"Yessss," I whisper loudly, my voice the sound of my penis deflating rapidly.
Alissa's head disappears around the doorway, then she opens it fully and steps inside, Jessica following her closely. They move over to my bed and Alissa sits down. It's dark in the room, but light enough for her to see me and the outline I make under my sheets. Still, her hand brushes my member as she reaches across to lean over me.
"We were wondering if you would come down and play a game with us," Alissa whispered. Jessica giggled, turning her head to the side to try to hide it and stop giggling. Alissa looked directly at my eyes and slapped her friend playfully. Jessica bit her lip, but couldn't stop giggling softly.
"Right now? But I'm sleeping..."
"We need another person for our game..." Alissa sounded nervous.
The pit in my stomach grew and weighed me down. I wasn't sure I could get up. "Ok, sure." I didn't think to ask which game we were playing.
Alissa looked slightly shocked, and Jessica's mouth fell open a little. "Um, ok, come on down then." Alissa stood up, and watched me lay there. Jessica and Alissa remained there, waiting.
"Uh, I need to put on some clothing." With that, Jessica closed her mouth and accidentally looked down at my crotch. Her eyes darted back up to mine and I could tell she was blushing.
The girls stood there for a second before Alissa said, "oh... Oh I see," and looked over at Jessica. Jess stared back, clearly her brain wasn't functioning. Her eyes were vacant for a moment.
"Come on, he'll be down in a minute." Alissa grasped her friend's shoulder and led her out of the room. Both wore t-shirts that reached a bit below the waistband of their cotton athletic shorts. Alissa's shirt still said "track" on it, and Jessica's said "NW" on it, despite both having been washed to death. The hem of Alissa's shorts reached only a few inches below the separation of her shapely legs and she wore no shoes or socks. As she walked away, I found myself trying to look up the hole of those shorts that was slightly revealed to me as each leg swung backwards. Her hair flowed back and forth grazing the tops of her shoulders at each step.
Jessica had short athletic socks on that barely covered the tops of her ankles. Her slender legs flowed up to her firm, high-school butt, the cleft of which was calling to me from under those blue, cotton shorts. My eyes could feel her smoothly shaved legs from my bed, and I imagined running my hand along the inside, gently parting her shorts from her leg.
I was semi-erect again as the door closed. My feet hit the ground and I pulled my boxers out from under the covers. I flipped my legs up into the air and tossed on the boxers, then put on my shorts which were lying conveniently next to my bed along with my shirt. Donning that dirty shirt from the day, I opened the door to my room and proceeded down the steps. My sister, Angelina, stood at the bottom and, making a "shussh" sign with her finger and mouth, pointed towards the basement door. The girls must have moved downstairs, further from the parental units. I quietly tiptoed down to the door, then down the stairs with sister in toe and closing the door behind her.
Hannah, Alissa and Jessica were sitting on the floor, soda in hand and popcorn in the other hand. Hannah, cross legged, reminded me of my fantasy only a minute ago and I started to grow again. Alissa and Jessica sat with legs splayed out in front of them. My sister and I sat down to complete their circle.
We talked for a bit, the girls seemed nervous and I was still a little tired. Right as I started to wonder about this game, Hannah said, "let's play truth-or-dare."
The western world's second oldest precursor to teenage sex, truth-or-dare, was about to be played at my sister's slumber party. And it was clear that I was to be involved. Surely she misspoke or is completely naive. I will have to try very hard not to use any dirty jokes during this game. I can't even not tell dirty jokes in completely non-dirty contexts, and this was definitely a "dirty" context.
I doubt these girls even know how to play truth-or-dare... I was getting light headed imagining Hannah daring Alissa to kiss Jessica. Or maybe Hannah daring Alissa to kiss Hannah!
At least they didn't want to play doctor, then there'd be no way around touching these girls inappropriately. I'm sure that would only lead to screaming, grounding, and lawsuits on the part of my parents and theirs. This was going to get awkward, and these girls had no idea what I was already going through.
"Ok," Jessica said nervously.
"I want to go first." Alissa asked, "Andrew," and she batted her eyelids gently while pushing her lips into an O, "have you ever cheated on a high school test?"
"No," I answered truthfully and quickly. My turn.
"Alissa, that's not how you play! You have to ask him if he wants a truth or a dare first!"
"Fine," her blue eyes look into mine. "Truth or dare."
"Truth," I reply. Now it's my turn. Hannah is the first person sitting to my left, and I look at her. She returns the look, her body slightly shivering below her nightie-t-shirt. Her shirt says nothing, and is a dull gray all the way down to her red shorts which sit tightly over her mound but loose in the legs, almost permitting me to look up them to her panties.
I glance to Alissa, the next girl in the circle, as I try to decide who to choose. She tilts her head slightly to the left and sticks her tongue out of her mouth gently, a small smile coming across her lips. She rests on her arms behind her, a body position which pushes her B-cup breasts out towards me.
Jessica is next, she raises her eyebrows a little and shrinks her mouth. She hopes I won't choose her.
Sister sits next to Jessica, and to my immediate right. Her old blue shirt still has enough good elastic in the neck. It has a worn down design on it. She sits upright, rigidly, slightly uncomfortable, and her light blue shorts cling to her legs tightly. Her lower legs are underneath her, and she's kind of kneeling. Her butt rests on her heels, making her feet into a seat.
If these girls don't want to do dirty, the safest person for me to ask is my sister. "Truth or dare."
