Episode 124: TRUTH SERUM

“Look at you making friends with Humpty.”

“HA HA!” Travis Herbert was seated on Piper Cherry’s sofa with her dog Rotten, who had faithfully returned to his side during their Grand Theft Auto matches. Sable McKellen slipped in next to Rotten and hugged the pooch. In her side saddle seating, Travis had a clear shot up her silver dress and saw her groomed snatch. Jaw dropping, he sat up straight and leaned toward her to whisper. “You’re not wearing panties in that?”

“I left them off for you.” She pouted at him as Rotten licked her neck making her react with flaring nostrils. Travis was not even trying to stop the pooch. Her perfume alone, the same one as her sister wore was yummy. From neck to her chest the dog lapped his tongue, tilting his head to deviate under her sequin cleavage with ease at the loose material. Letting Rotten do this was strangely stimulating to her senses. Even as she spoke to Travis, she petted the pooch. Nipples licked she finally had to push him away. Yeah, you try pushing away a 200-pound Rott. Not so easy! “This is our first real date, at least without adult supervision. I thought you would like to see me this way.” Whimpers! Her more than Rotten.

“You know I do.” As Rotten drifted Sable into a slouch Travis smiled staring at her inner thighs then just as quickly appeared tense. “I just worry what Mace might think.” Dumbass was not even coming to her rescue. Turning on to her right hip in hopes of protecting her chest led Rotten to start licking the bare back of the open wide dress. Ticklish she persistently warns Rotten to stop but no go. Puppy found her a sweet treat in the moment. Travis laughed over it but still didn’t attempt to persuade his newfound friend. It wasn’t even fear, more just finding this amusing. “Boy! Rotten sure likes you.” Duh!

“Dakota will keep him occupied. She’s not wearing undies either. Quit licking me.” She laughed as Rotten’s tongue was moving down her spine toward her gently revealed upper crest of her butt crack. “We talked it over and decided we wanted to tease you guys. Me, you, of course.” Mace included but she needed Trav to think this was all about him. “We raided mom’s closet. Like my dress?”

“Ohhhh yes! No bra neither! Ready for that massage?”

“I think Rotten is beating you to that. Not yet but before the night is over you can get me nakie.”

“If Rotten doesn’t first. Promise?”

“I swear it on my sister’s life.”

“Where are they anyway?”

“Kitchen! Probably kissing. Like we should be. Rotten is stealing your action here.” She had to finally sit up aggressively and push the dog off; he found her perfume just too irresistible. It took both Sable and Travis to guide the pooch off the couch and to the carpet. As soon as the spot was vacant, Sable crawled over to sit next to Travis, leaning into him to start making out. His hands were all over her. No blush just the rush.

Jilted, Rotten sniffed the air then walked toward the kitchen where he discovered Mace kissing Dakota. His hands on her bare ass, the gold sequin dress up above his wrists. This was the very first time he had gotten this intimate with her. A cold nose touching her butt cheek she whined into his lips but resisted pulling away. With that same perfume driving the dog batty he began licking her butt, zeroing in on her thigh gap until he was licking her twat from behind. Between loving Mace’s kiss and his hands literally prying her cheeks wide she refused to deny the boy. This of course left her wide open to Rotten’s exploration. Sad that the dog offered her the experience of that anal tongue lashing before Angus Furlong or Mace here could. Goosebumps flowing all over she let it continue until it grew too much on her nerves. Breaking their kiss with a yelp Dakota shifted to Mace’s side for protection. “He won’t stop licking me.”

“Hey! Go lay down.” He barked an order, Rotten lowering his head and sulking away went back to watch Sable and Travis.

“On your bed?” She giggled.

“I meant Rotten but okay ... uhhh?” He shot a glance toward the living room. “How about we slow up for a while so Trav and Sable don’t feel out of place? We can resume this later ... wait...” His brain was moving too fast. “What about Angus?”

“He gets me on Saturday. You get me tonight.” She beguiled him with a flirty gaze.

“I thought you wanted him to take your virginity.”

“He’s going to. You’re just going to take everything else.”

“Whoa! Slow up Dakota. I mean, yeah, I want you, but this feels wrong.”

“I need you to teach me things to do with Angus. You know I’m inexperienced. I told you I’ll let you do anything but penetrate me. Well, your tongue can.”

“Holy shit!” His dick was having fits. Her hooking an index finger on his sweatpants waistline yet again let her look in on his massive pecker. Her teasing him only added a purple hue to it. “Teach you?”

“Uh huh!” She nodded then tried to slide her hand in to grasp his cock. Barely escaping, he held her hands to prevent another hostile takeover. “Are you scared of me? Tell me the truth.”

“No! I’m just afraid we’ll go too far. I’m not looking for a girlfriend, Dakota.”

“I’m not looking for a boyfriend. Just someone I trust to give me pointers. He’s really pointy.” She giggles.

“Listen! Let’s just chill this first hour. Trav brought over some Jack Daniel’s so let’s all do a shot to relax. I also bought weed and a bong so we can get high.”

“Marijuana?” Her eyes grew to the size of saucers. “I’ve always wanted to get high.”

“Then tonight’s your night. Once you mellow out, the so-called training will be more enjoyable. Uhhh? What exactly do you want trained in?”

“Show me how to give a really good hand job, better than how Sable and I gave you one in Piper’s car. Oh, and a blowjob. I really need pointers on how to do that. I want to drive boys insane.”

“You want to suck my dick?”

“I will if you let me. I need to be good at it for Angus.” Same ole song and dance. This was what she was pulling with her father, Henry. Suckers!

“I’ll consider it, but we need to keep it cool a while longer. Let’s play Truth or Dare and make things look surprising for Travis rather than just start doing it. Sable might get upset if we get naked and crazy.”

“No, she won’t. She wants to learn too. She can practice on Perbert though. You’re my guinea piggy.” Her voice could melt an iceberg.

“Drink, get stoned, watch a movie. We have all night, okay?”

“If you say so.” She pouted and led him by hand into the living room to now find Sable straddling Trav’s lap in making out. Her bare pussy right over his tented erection. Mace seeing Sable’s tight heart shaped ass bulged his eyes at her not wearing underwear either. This was going to be tougher than it first sounded. Even worse Rotten was leaning in to begin licking at Sable’s thighs now that Dakota had denied him. Fingers snapped at the dog he backed off and moved behind the sectional to lay down by the French door.

Letting his hand go Dakota sat down in the middle of the sofa and left Mace standing to open the JD bottle. He had four shot glasses ready, so it was just a matter of pouring. Trying to hold his hand steady with Dakota flashing him her pussy was not easy. She was loving the torture, her eyes unblinking with a sparkle that told him just how horny she was.

Between looking at Dakota’s twat and Sable’s ass cheeks, he was spilling a bit on the coffee table. Luckily, he had a dish towel handy just in case. While taunting him, Dakota noticed him eying Sable too and squinted. It didn’t bother her in the least that his attention was deviating. She and Sable were essentially the same person being twins. She knew in her soul that in looking at Sable he was still seeing her, they identical in every way outside of personality. Even that was narrowing the gap. Reaching over, Dakota lightly pinched Sable’s skirt and lifted it up higher while she was fused to Perbert’s lips. In her devious display, Mace saw Sable’s butt pucker. Huffing his cheeks, he had to break his silence.

“Yo! Kissing bandits? Let’s take a shot to relax by.”

“They look really relaxed already.” Dakota giggled. With their kiss easing away, Sable felt a draft and leered down over her shoulder to see Dakota’s hand lifting her skirt.

“OH MY GOD! DAKOTA!!!” Theatrics only! She loved the fact Mace was eying her butt. Any display of shock was to be convincing toward Travis so that he would think she was solely invested in him.

A swat at Dakota’s hand let her skirt fall, at least hiding that pucker. Travis was lost as to what was going on, all he knew was Sable was gyrating slightly over his dick. Heavenly! He was seeing far too many hearts floating in the air. Sable blushed toward Mace but studied his reaction to seeing so much of her. Mace just winked and passed her two shot glasses. Taking them, she returned to Travis telling him not to spill it on her dress. After all it was her mom’s!

“Here Dakota!”

Taking his own and hers to the sofa, Mace sat down next to her left and offered a toast. “To the hot chicks!” The girls laughed, Trav simply nodded and took a swig before anyone else. Big mistake! His mouth on fire he went expressionless for ten seconds then choked.

“You have to down it all-in one-shot Buddy. Sips will kill you.” Trav shook his head negatively and couldn’t talk if he wanted to. His tonsils were liquified at the moment. “Like this just watch me.”

Down the hatch in one swallow, Mace was the man. The man who choked as well but tried to look tough in laughing at himself. Appearing astonished by his behavior, Dakota eyed her shot and then looked at Sable. “We do this together.” Sable agreed and hovered the glass to her lips pinching her nose.

“On three! Get in there, Trav.” Mace chuckled. Travis grits his teeth but nodded his affirmation. “Ready? One ... two ... THREE!” All three of them kicked their shots back and experienced the inferno going down their throats. Fanning hands, all three of them led Mace to reach in and tickle Dakota’s clit. “GEESE!” It did look like an entire flock. Eyes flaring at his tickle, Dakota threw herself over his lap to sit just like Sable in straddling Travis. However, with Mace sitting sideways Dakota’s back was to her sister. Skirt riding high, her own pucker slipped out to say hello.

Travis seeing her perfect tiny pucker bulged his already flared eyes at the sight. Sable felt his dick get bigger beneath her. A playful sneer at his behavior Sable laughed. Irony! She wanted to switch with her sister and now her very own boyfriend was drooling over Dakota. Like her sister, it sank in that he was looking at her mirror image. It just didn’t matter! Let him look! She would just hold that against him later when he was drooling over her thinking, she was Dakota. The thoughts of fooling Travis and enjoying Mace right in front of the dufus was so hot.

Throwing her arms around Mace’s neck, Dakota melded into a kiss. She just couldn’t wait any longer. His hands on her ass beneath her skirt all over again, alluded to Sable taking Trav’s mitts and installing them over her own. She was not just going to watch. Nor was she going to let Travis watch when he needed to be tuned in on her. Sable required the best of both worlds. For the next five minutes, the four of them swapped saliva. Finally, Mace realized something important.

“Hold up!” He forced Dakota off of his lap, she falling to her side and her legs fanning wide. He quickly jumped to his feet and took the dish towel to hang over the security camera. “We don’t need Aunt Piper showing what we do to your mom. Her cell has an app that lets her view the house.”

“Oh, crap!” Dakota closed her legs until the cam was cloaked. Wide open just that fast once he looked back. It was a challenge not looking at her, but he tried his best. Her fingers patting her clit made it impossible. “Here boy!” That made Rotten perk up until Mace pointed the dog to stay. Fucking masters! Puppy was grumbling for certain, watching as Mace pepped up rubbing his palms together.

“Bong time!” He ran upstairs leaving the others behind. His stash was left up there to keep Rotten from eating his weed. In his bedroom, he found the dildo bong he had bought his aunt and chuckled. “I’ll bring this one down first and make Travis panic.” Both bongs in his possession, he left the red bong on the upstairs landing and didn’t take any chances. Weed and lighter in his sweats pocket, he held the dildo bong behind his back upon returning. Going to the French doors, he ordered Rotten outside. Enough of his sneak attacks. It was cool anyway now that the sun was setting. Door shut behind the pups exit; he shuffled back to Dakota’s side. Presenting the bong, he sat it on the table and removed the filter to pack it with weed.

“That’s a bong?” Dakota dropped her jaw. “Sable?” Kissing stopped to acknowledge her sister, Sable saw the bong and joined her sister in shock. Travis, discovering it sat up straight nearly nudging Sable backwards at his sudden panic-stricken disbelief.

“I’m not taking hits off of that.”

“Oh, come on Buddy. Be a real man.”

“You first!” He chuckled. “Now I’ll watch the twins suck on that dong bong.”

“I’ll do it.” Dakota loved sucking on her mom’s rubber dildo. Sable did too when her sister let her use it. They really needed toys of their own. Weed bag opened, Mace packed the bowl and put the filter back in. Lighter in hand he passed the bong to Dakota then eased closer to show her how to use it before firing up the bowl. Lips locked around the tip, she watched him light the bowl then sucked in the smoke, hearing the water bubble within it. Face blue immediately, she coughed.

“Don’t let it out yet! Inhale, savor annnnnd ... now blow.” She released the leftovers and found her eyes watering. “Sable? You’re up!”

“This could be your dick later so man up Mister.” She told Travis as she found Mace moving over between, she and Dakota. Her bare leg up on him his tented erection rubbed along her soft outer thigh. Holding the bong as he guides her fingers to properly handle it, he lights the bowl again letting her prove herself. She actually handled it better than Dakota did. Blowing her exhaust into Trav’s face, he was the one who coughed. “I like it.”

“Manning up Buddy?”

“Only doing it if I see you suck that off first.” He laughed. Gritting his teeth, Mace repacked the bong with fresh weed and lit up mouthing the crown of the bong. Everyone busted up as he took his hit with ease.

“Notice this bad boy is as big as I am?” He winked at Dakota; his inhaled tone of voice nasally dull.

“Let me measure it side by side.”

“Don’t dare me, I will.” He laughed.

“Are we playing Truth or Dare now?” Travis pepped up.

“Sure! Truth or Dare? Are you really a pervert?”

“Of course, I am.” Travis cracked up. “Truth or Dare ... aren’t you one?”

“Always!” Mace chuckled.

“Truth or Dare? Is there a teacher you have a crush on?” Dakota questioned Travis.

“Oh crap! Uhhh? Dare!” He didn’t want to admit his fondness for Chandra Mahkarti his Sociology teacher.

“I dare you to deep throat that bong.”

“WHAT????????” His jaw dropped at her insistence taking the bong from Mace. “Come on!”

“Down your throat.” She laughed.

“Really? You’re going there?”

“This is going there.” She forced the tip of the dong bong to his lips. Sable giggling dared him too.

“FUCK!” He took the bong and did it until he gagged. The taste was horrible.

“Good job, Travis.” Mace took the bong back. “Your turn again.”

Travis as beet red as Sable normally would be pouted at his stupidity. Realizing anyone on the outside world could have witnessed that, he looked for Knox Hardecker on his balcony. Luckily, he avoided that humiliation, he was nowhere to be found. Whew!

“Sable? Truth or Dare? Do you love me?”

“Dare!” She razzed him. “I’m not admitting my feelings like this.”

“Grrr! Okay, you have to French your sister for a full minute.”

“WHAT????” Both girls laughed then looked at one another. Sable recalled her sister nuzzling her pubes after shaving her and whimpered. At least this wasn’t going there. She would simply envision Tawny Martin and get through the minute. Dakota was equally uneasy but pictured cheerleader Robin Banks to salvage her sanity. Easing off of Travis, Sable sat next to her sissy, and they just did it. “Time us.” Mmmmm mmmmm mmmm!

While they kissed, their eyes were closed to enjoy their imaginary lovers. Mace having his cell handy to eye the time recorded their kiss for laughs. Trav shared his amusement and repositioned to the coffee table to view their emotions. Strangely it looked as if they liked it. Whoa! Both boys bulged their eyes at them, losing track of time. It became a minute twenty before Mace called it. “TIME!”

Puckers parting, Dakota licked her sisters nose laughing. “That was fun.”

“Ewww!” Sable reacted differently. “You would.”

“My turn.” Mace sat back. “Dakota! Truth or Dare? Would you ever star in a porno?”

“Heck yeah! Let me lose my virginity first though.” She giggled.

“Your turn.”

“Truth or Dare? Mace! Would you fuck my sister?”

“DARE!” He rolled his eyes. “Sorry Buddy.” He groaned toward Travis.

“Now you and Trav kiss for a full minute.”

“NO FUCKING WAY!” Mace laughed. Trav knowing he wouldn’t did pucker up and made smooching sounds. “Nope!”

“Come on Mace, we did it.” Sable pouted. “No fair.”

“Let’s just do it dude.” Travis caved.

“Unreal!” Mace stood up and poured more shots. “I need to be drunk for this. If I drink, we all drink.” In agreement, the four belted down another hellfire chug. Gasping for air, Mace walked over to Travis and pulled him to his feet and dipped him like a girl, kissing him dead on the mouth. Thirty seconds in, Travis begged to be let go or puke. Losing Mace let him fall to the carpet laughing. Arms to his side he chuckled. “I need a replacement.”

“Sable!” Dakota pointed. “You have to make up for Trav’s other thirty seconds.”

“OH MY GOD!”

Sable feigned shock and looked at Travis for confirmation. Trav simply shrugged at her. “Fine! You pucker up because once I’m done, we’re sucking face.” Travis grinned then watched Mace pull her up to stand over Trav on the floor. Knowing exactly what he was doing, he dipped Sable so that her left leg went into the air and gave Travis a prime view of her wet pussy. Sable grew lost instantly at Mace’s tongue wrestling. She didn’t even feel Travis reach up under her skirt to rub her pussy. It was then Travis realized just how wet she was. Awe!

“Time’s up!” Thirty seconds on the dot Sable flipped her sister off. She could have let them kiss longer like Mace did them. Bitch! “I think I’m feeling a buzz.” Dakota shared. “Is this when we get the munchies?”

Mace parting lips with Sable repeated his earlier move and dropped her right on top of Travis. She was horny, so attacked Travis upon impact. Her legs wide, showing off her perfect little pussy to Mace while Travis was lost in their kiss. Mace had to turn away and rejoin Dakota before anything was said about his staring. Too late! Busted!

“You like my sister’s pussy, don’t you?” Dakota whispered snuggling up on Mace. “Truth, no Dare.”

“It is pretty sweet.”

“Mine is identical.”

“Oh, yeah?” He smirked.