For one as unaccustomed to partying as myself, the wild and energetic lifestyle can wear heavily over time. Francie and I had been partying long, strong and hard for the post few months and it was starting to lose its appeal. Not to mention the fact that it was starting to get expensive. So we decided to take things easy for one weekend. Getting together with a group of friends we decided to go watch a movie. Nothing too exciting, compared to our usual routine, but it was a refreshing and relaxing change of pace. We chose a recently released comedy and set aside the next few hours for laughing our asses off. We had been joined by Adi and Mita, a couple of foreign students from the university that we were all attending, and Lauren. Lauren was the kind of girl that had every guy's head turning as she walked through the halls. A 25 year old senior from Detroit, she had a sophisticated yet down to Earth manor that only served to accentuate her tanned skin and blonde hair. She was the ideal model of a beach bunny and she knew it. So imagine my delight when she sat next to me during the movie. During the silence before the movie previews we started a nice conversation about our hometowns. Coming from a small town, it was hard for me to imagine growing up in a big city like Detroit, but she made it sound exciting and lively, despite its crowded streets. After the movie we all decided to go to a local restaurant and have dinner where we could all drink a little and have a good time. Francie had come with me to the movie theater to simplify matters, but I was surprised when Lauren followed the both of us to my car.
"I'll just ride with you guys if that's fine with you?" Of course it was fine with me. Francie climbed into the backseat and I almost choked when Lauren climbed into the front seat and I saw her skirt climb up her legs. Obviously I hadn't noticed how short her skirt was in the movie theater, but out here in my car it was all I could focus on. Lauren flashed me a knowing smile and a wink that Francie was unable to see before I shifted the car into gear. The dinner went rather well as we all enjoyed the wonderful food. Halfway through my meal I felt something wander up my thigh, and found myself turning to stare directly into Lauren's eyes.
"James, that looks delicious. Do you mind if I try a taste?" she innocently stated as her hand came to rest on my crotch.
"Huh?" I stuttered, finding it hard to breathe. Turning her head she looked at my plate.
"oh, sure." I tried to regain my composure. Twisting the pasta onto the fork I lifted it up and slowly fed the fork into her mouth, savoring her moan of appreciation. Some of the white sauce dripped off of the fork and onto her chin as I pulled it out, and with a devilish grin, she licked her lips catching all traces of the sauce. I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't aroused. I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat as I could feel my dick pressing uncomfortably against the hem of my crotch and what I wouldn't have given to release the pressure right then and there.
"It's very delicious James. You must have good taste." And with that she cupped my crotch in her hand and squeezed gently before removing her hand and returning to her own dinner.
"So, what are we doing next?" Adi asked. Even more unaccustomed to drinking and partying than Francie and myself, Adi was well into a drunken state after his first drink. His hands all over Francie I could feel the tension from her as she looked to me for help.
"Well, we could always go back to Francie's and drink and just hang out. Besides, I'm sure the little pup would love the attention." I suggested. Francie smiled at me thankfully. In her own apartment Francie was a lot more comfortable letting go. So, paying our checks, we all left the restaurant and headed for her place. Then I remembered how little alcohol Francie had in her apartment.
"Hey Francie, why don't you, Adi, and Mita head on over to your place and get things situated and Lauren and I will stop by the Liquor Barn and pick up some stuff?" I suggested again.
"Works for me." Lauren jumped in. So after a periodic stop at the Liquor Barn, Francie's apartment was fully stocked to accommodate most drinking needs. And of course, Lauren and I got stuck pulling bartending duty. Lauren actually had a job at a local bar, mixing drinks, so she was far better at it than I was, considering that I had gained all of my knowledge from a book. But between the two of us we had everyone pretty well off and happy within a few minutes. The only one not drinking was Adi, who on the way over had decided to sober up and be Mita and Lauren's designated driver. A few hours later and the four of us who were drinking had lost all inhibitions and concerns for "decency" as our heads fuzzed over with booze. Our conversation had gone from casual stuff to sex talk and now we had started playing cards, with an extra stipulation. Adi was just sitting to the side, moping, as Mita and myself took on Francie and Lauren in a modified version of spades. We would play until the first team reached 300 points. Then that team got to pose a Truth or Dare scenario for the other team. In retrospect it was a bad idea for a game. But we were drunk, and we didn't care. After a few hours of the game we had made it through easy Truth or Dare questions. Until finally Mita and I won our first full game of the night. Turning to me, Mita told me that I would be given the honor of choosing the question. By this time, I was well beyond common reason and I was more than a bit horny, thanks to Lauren's previous teasing. So when she looked at me with those lustful eyes and licked her lips I got a bit daring.
"Have either of you ever kissed another girl?" The tension in the room immediately increased as shock filled the faces of everyone around the table.
"No." Francie said, staring at me unappreciatively. Then silence. Turning, we all looked at Lauren and saw her blushing heavily. I raised my eyebrow inquisitively. I had never even guessed as much.
"Dare" she said. The rules of the game had been very clear from the beginning. If both teammates could not answer the question then they would both have to participate in the dare. I could feel everyone's eyes on me as they waited for me to pass judgment on the dare. A small trace of devilish desire crept into my brain and I couldn't resist the urge.
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