Part XXXIII - Dares So Devilish

Inside the Heterson pool house...

Moaning like a spent whore, Lacey Robbins, head cheerleader for Danover Junior High School, rolled onto her side then clumsily scrambled up into a hunkered over sitting position.

Wha ... what h-happened? I ... blacked-out for a sec there, uhhh...

Then her groggy eyes saw the boy sitting across from her, leaning back on his elbows and grinning at her triumphantly, and she remembered.

“You ... you bastard!”

Kev shrugged, “I’ve been called a lot worse.”

“He has!” chuckled Randy Blavin on Lacey’s left, “I can witness for him.”

On the blonde’s right her “best friend” Krista Wittes guffawed and snatched up the bottle of vodka that had been the catalyst for what had eventually transpired between Lacey’s pussy and Kev’s dextrous tongue.

“Kris!” hissed Lacey, her cheeks glowing red as she fumed, “I can’t believe you were a part of this! He--He just RAPED me with his mouth!”

“Yeah he did!” laughed Randy.

“Shut it, slut,” grunted Krista, “you loved every second of it, I could tell.” and the school’s best student up-ended the bottle and started drinking it down like a champ.

“Chug! Chug! Chug!” urged the boy across from her, pumping the air with his fists.

She sputtered, vodka splattered free of her lips and flowed down her chin and neck to pool on the broad slope of her upper breasts. The alcohol soaked into the cups of her purple bikini top, the only thing Krista wore on her upper half, thanks to their invigorating game of Truth or Dare. Krista lowered the bottle and coughed, “Sh-Shut up, R-Randy! Guhhh, I frigging hate that taste.”

Lacey snatched the bottle from her rapidly numbing grip, “It’s vodka, dummy, it’s tasteless. Yeesh!” and she took a gulp, then tossed it across to Kev.

He caught it evenly and raised an eyebrow, “What, you’re rewarding me?”

“Hardly! You cheated. So you gotta pay the price. Two swallows.”

“Okay...” and he raised the bottle to his lips and like before he slyly stuck his tongue in the mouth so that he wouldn’t have to actually drink--Lacey blurred forward and punched him in the gut hard! Kev jerked and doubled over, his tongue fell back and down the hatch went the colorless liquid.

Hot fire filled Kev’s throat as he gargled and gagged, his stomach erupted into a pit of lava!

Sh-Shit! Holy f-fuck!

Lacey grabbed the bottle before he could drop it and returned to her seat on the carpet with a victorious grin upon her face, “That’ll teach you to cheat with the bottle, boy. And now you have to do the next truth or dare.”

Kev raised up, face pale and eyes unfocused, “F-Fuck you.”

“Wouldn’t you like to, heh!”

“Yeah. I would. Let’s go.”

“I can film it!” Randy reached for the camcorder on the desk behind him.

“Shut-up Randy!” growled all three of them in unison.

He sat back on his haunches and scowled, “Nobody ever let’s me have any fun.”

“Kev!” snapped Lacey, “Truth or dare!”

He rolled his eyes and squared his shoulders, “Okay, I’m game. Let’s see ... truth?”

And Lacey matched his former sly grin, “Have you ever made out with a family member?”

He fixed her with a glare, then shrugged once more, “You’re a fuckin copycat, Lacey. But sorry, you can’t embarrass me. So sure, whatever, I’ve done it, made out with somebody I’m related to. What of it?”

“I did it too!” piped up Randy.

“There’s a shock.” snorted Krista as she hooked her shoulder-length brown hair back over her ears, “I just knew you had to be born of incest.”

“No! I mean I made out with one of Kev’s family members!”

“Which one?” asked Krista, “His Dad?”

Lacey and Kev laughed as Randy’s jaw dropped. His friend slapped him on the shoulder, “Hah! You just got owned, pal!”

“It was his Auntie Dale!” Randy glared, “And she’s major-league hot!”

“Suuuure she is.” Krista was wavering back and forth, a shit-eating grin upon her freckled face, “I bet she’s the most attractive member of her retirement community.”

“Dude! She’s not old! Dale is like in her early twenties!”

Kev and Lacey were laughing so hard now they had to hold their sides. Randy fumed and looked to the ceiling.

“Ohmigod! I--I think I’m g-gonna die!” Lacey braced herself against the carpet with the half-empty bottle and giggled profusely.

“What a dork, he’s way t-too easy!” cackled Krista, her big boobs heaving mightily against her overly-abused bikini top.

“And you know easy, Kris!” grinned Lacey, hand to her mouth, fighting to stop her laughter, “Okay, you’re up, girlfriend. Truth or dare!”

“What? It ... is it m-my turn?” her eyes crossed behind her glasses as she tried to recall, but Krista’s memory was well-fogged from the amount of vodka she’d downed.

Huh, I guess it is...

“Dare.” she said.

Time for revenge, grinned Lacey. “Okay, you have to let Randy here take off your top and suck on your bare tits for two minutes.”

“Wh-What?! No fucking WAY!”

The blonde cheerleader shrugged as the braid wrapped around her head sagged loose and plopped down between the high breasts well-displayed by the tight powder-blue baby tee wrapped around her torso. “Fine, Kris. Then you gotta do truth and you can’t refuse. So spill every last detail of what you and the quarterback did at homecoming. And make the descriptive terms as dirty as humanely possible.”

“Oh baby!” grinned Randy.

“No!” rebuked the A++ student, “I’m not telling!”

“Then prepare for a good tit-sucking from Blavin here.”

“Oh baby!” grinned Randy.

Krista stared at her possibly former friend for a long moment, then sighed and leaned back on her palms, pushed out her formidable chest and glared at Blavin, “Whatever. Go for it, you fucking idiot.”

Nobody needed to tell him twice! He scrambled forward across the square and moved in, eyes buried in her tight cleavage as he slipped hands onto her sides and behind her. Krista blanched and clenched her eyes shut, gritting her teeth as Randy’s dumb fingers fumbled with the clasp behind her back.

“Jeez, stupid thing!” he pulled on it with all his strength, Krista’s eyes flew open and she gagged in pain.

“What the f-fuck are you doing to me, d-dork!”

“It’s a fuckin combo lock--wait!” and the clasp sprang open, it flew free of his fingers and the top TWANGED! and burst upwards off of Krista’s heaving breasts and they were FREE!

“Holy fucking shit!” gaped Kev, and Lacey’s mouth was an ‘o’ as well.

“Duuuude...!” Randy sank back onto his haunches and stared in abject amazement at the melon-shaped perfect breasts. They were easily dee’s and had absolutely no sag, they just hung there like gravity was only a fantasy, with big strawberry-red nipples jutting forth from wrinkled brown areolas. Krista gasped at the cool air from the A/C as it wafted around them, making them jiggle mightily.

“So beautiful...” marvelled Blavin, drool forming on his lips.

“Enough gawking, moron.” Lacey prodded him forward, “Get to it!”

“W-Wait!” stammered Krista, nervousness growing, “Look, I’ve never let a boy-” but then she HAD as Randy gripped her sides and dropped his mouth onto the left one. She squealed as he sucked in her tit and his tongue made contact with her nipple.

“Ohh fuck!” Krista arched her back and the eyes rolled back into her sockets.

Randy’s tongue was swirling round-and-round her big nip as his mouth sucked and slurped on the beyond-firm mound of her perfect breast. His left hand slid up and took hold of her right one and began kneading it like doe. Krista’s eyes cracked open for second, like she was going to raise an objection, but then she didn’t and she closed them again, began panting as the boy who had burned off half her hair six months ago ravaged her boobs like nobody’s business.

Holy crap! Kev was grinning widely as he witnessed his pal going to town on Wittes tits. Heh! That should be her nickname! Boobs that great, they certainly deserve to be immortalized!

He glanced over at Lacey and was shocked to see the blonde was staring enraptured at the “reluctant” lovers, her mouth open with lust and her hand down the front of her g-string. The white clamshell concealing her privates was bulging obscenely with her flexing knuckles as she jiggered herself.

Hot damn! Look at her go! I love vodka! Hey, well, when in Rome...

And unzipping his shorts he pulled out his dick and began stroking it. It wasn’t like any of the other three seemed to notice, they were all much too busy, Krista was groaning loudly now as Randy nuzzled her left tit like a cow and twisted her right one with with his desperate fingers. His groin was up against hers now and both pelvises were grinding madly against each other, while across on their left Lacey was two fingers deep in her own cunny, little fitful rasps escaping her half-open mouth.

Damn! I so want to fuck her!

Kev was pumping his cock hard now, gaze skipping back-and-forth between the gasping couple and the masturbating cheerleader. But he settled on Lacey firmly as she levered over onto her back and slid a hand up under her t-shirt and began twisting her own right breast like crazy.

I just can take it anymore! and stuffing his dick clumsily back in his shorts he crawled forward and up between her legs.

Lacey pulled her fingers free of herself and looked up, eyes hazy with both lust and drunkeness, “Kev? What ... what are you d-doing?”

“Just shut-up.” and he tugged the string ties free on her hips, pulled the g-sting off and then dropped his face down and clamped it onto her pussy lips again.

“Ohhhh!” Lacey moaned and she dug fingers deep into his wavy hair that was the exact same dirty-blonde shade as her own. She pulled him tighter to her cunny and hooked legs over his shoulders as his lips started working on her as hard and fast as Randy’s were working on Krista’s breast. His tongue stabbed into her vagina but instead of finding a tight corridor not expecting his invasion like last time, Kev found a hot and mossy core overflowing with eager juices that seemed to pluck desperately at his eager tongue. He gulped and slurped with happy relish, began tonguing Lacey’s jerking core like crazy.

“Aw, shit! Awww, shit! OH!” her abdomen flexed and her ass smacked against the carpet over-and-over, Kev held onto her hips for dear life and clamped his mouth tighter just to stay in place.

It’s like r-riding a bull!

Lacey arched her back as far it would go, thrusting her flat belly high into the air and slid hands up her torso and pushing back her tee she flipped up the cups of her bikini, took firm hold of her dome-shaped tits and began strumming her rock-hard nipples like guitar strings.

“Oh yeah, f-fuck me, Kev! FUCK me with your m-mouth!”

Krista was on her back now too and she looked over in amazement at the two entangled teens, then looked back to the boy assaulting her breasts with abandon, sopping his drooling mouth from one-to-the-other as he gripped them tightly, his fingertips sinking into the ripe, creamy flesh.