Chapter 4

Kelly came from the hall closet carrying a plastic ball about six inches in diameter. She had them stand with Diane and Brad facing each other.

“The object of this game is to move the ball against your bodies from your stomachs to hold it with your lips without using your hands. We’ll have to put a time limit of five minutes per try, or we’ll never get to having other fun.”

Kelly looked at the wall clock as Diane and Brad tried to move the ball up their bodies. She’d giggle as he attempted to move it higher. They looked ridiculously awkward trying to move the ball. Brad had moved it higher to roll over her right tit, his right arm pressing against her left one. He had moved to her right side, and his crotch was pushing against her hip.

“Harder than it looks, isn’t it?” Kelly mentioned.

“I thought this was supposed to be fun,” Diane complained. She liked the close contact between her and Brad, but finally let the ball fall.

Next, Brad tried the game with Nicky, and she purposely let his arm press to one breast or the other. She gave up, then he asked Kelly if she wanted to try it. She suggested another game to play, Twister.

“I haven’t played that game since I was a kid,” Brad remarked.

Diane and Nicky placed the twister mat on the floor, with Diane giving him a brief look down her top when she leaned over.

Diane wanted to play against Nicky so Brad could look at her. The girls stood on the blue and yellow circles facing each other. Kelly spun the needle on the playing board to say which foot or hand had to be placed on a certain colour. Smiles and laughter erupted as they tried to follow the coloured spots called out.

Brad noticed Diane had ended up placing her hands and feet, so she faced up. Her skirt raised and fell away, revealing her white panties. He had a clear view of her.

“Diane, Brad can see your panties,” Kelly lightly cautioned.

“I don’t mind. Maybe I want him to see my panties.”

Kelly leaned toward Brad. “You notice the stain on her panties? She’s wet for you.” He gave her a strange look about her intimate comment.

Diane whispered to Nicky, and on her next move, she went to one knee, eliminating her from the game. Diane wanted Brad to play, so they stood on the dots to begin another game.

A few moves on, they were facing each other. Brad had a clear view down her low top at a breast and nipple. She could see him looking down her top. “Like what you see?”

“Yes, very nice; thank you.”

She used their position to kiss him. First a little kiss, then a few more that were longer. Kelly was controlling the board that showed the player’s next move. She’d spin the arrow but announce a hand or foot move differently from the actual one.

Diane had her hands and feet on dots, with her ass sticking up. Kelly places Brad’s next move so he can lean over and kiss her ass.

“Diane, I’m right next to your ass, so please don’t fart!” He joked, and they laughed.

“I won’t, but I’d sooner have you kiss my ass,” she said, looking back and raising the short hem of her skirt. Brad could see her perfect ass cheeks with her thong nestled between the crack.

“Kelly, time out for a second?” She agreed, and he pushed up Diane’s skirt, smoothing a hand over each cheek, then leaned to kiss the left one.

“You have a nice-looking ass,” he said, leaning to kiss the other cheek, then moving his hand over it again.

“Thank you.”

He placed his hand back on the mat, and the game continued. Kelly manoeuvred Brad so he faced Diane. She had her hands behind her with her left leg by his waist. Kelly’s next move had Diane’s right leg by him. The angle of her body raised the hem of her skirt, and he had a clear view of her thong, stained with leaking juices, only inches from his face.

Diane looked at Brad, eyeing her cloth-covered pussy. She sat back, rubbed herself, then pulled the crotch aside and boldly asked, “Brad, will you kiss my pussy?”

He looked at her slit, surrounded by darker brown hairs trimmed short. He looked at her with desire etched on her face. Brad looked at Kelly, and she nodded her approval. He leaned forward, his nostrils whiffing her scent, then kissed her moistened lips. She moaned lightly as he kissed her pussy again, and then she felt his tongue parting her lips.

“Maybe we should continue Diane’s party in her bedroom,” Kelly suggested.