(not actual )

If you could describe Yuri with one word and one word only, it would be perceptive. She can pick up on details before most even notice them for themselves.

Casandra and Jessica are practically open books to Yuri with how painfully obvious their attraction for each other is, but Yuri finds it strange how neither one of them have noticed the other.

This gives Yuri a great and devilish idea, something that could only be described as ****.

“Jessica, truth or dare?” Yuri asked.

“Dare….” Jessica said hesitantly.

“I dare you to do the couples game with the person on your right!” Yuri demanded.

At first, Jessica seemed more confused than anything, but by the name and person to her right, she knows this would be terrible.

“W-What’s the couples game?” Casandra asked, seemingly just as confused at Jessica.

“I’m glad you asked! One person sits in the other’s lap and faces that person,” Yuri said.

“Her lap?!?” Jessica said aloud. She blushes profusely as she imagines herself a top Casandra’s lap, her legs locked behind her as she squishes against her breasts. She could already feel her core warming up once again.

“Ohh, that’s not all!” Yuri said, to which Jessica screams internally.

“You both take turns leaning in ever so closely to each other until one of you kisses the other! The person who kisses the other first loses!” Yuri explained the full rules.

“KISS?!?” Jessica and Casandra yelled at the same time. They both couldn’t believe what Yuri was about to **** them to do.

“You can’t be serious? right? I can’t just kiss my friend!” Jessica shouted.

“Well…” Yuri’s grin reaches from ear to ear. “You could always let them cheeks free,” Yuri said with a sultry voice. Unabashedly, Yuri stares at Jessica’s boxer clad ass.

Jessica turns around in response, cheeks flaring up. She’d much rather not kiss her friend, but keeping her boxers on is her main priority. Besides, she can’t help but feel giddy inside knowing she’ll be so up close to Casandra.

Oddly enough, Casandra feels the same way, even if she feels more apprehensive to the idea than Jessica. She squirms in her seat, knowing fair well they’ll kiss either way.

“So, you gonna do it?” Yuri asked Jessica, waiting for a response.

Jessica turns around to face Casandra, who looks just as embarrassed as she is. She guesses that Casandra doesn’t want anything to do with this, which she feels bad in having to **** herself onto her.

She walks forward, looking down and away from Casandra’s gaze. Only after a couple steps, she is standing right in front of her. Her heart is pounding as she hesitates to take it to the next level.

Jessica slowly climbs on top of Casandra, feeling her skin touch Casandra’s skin. She lowers her hips in between Casandra’s legs, forcing Jessica to wide sit on her knees.

Casandra can barely move and speak as she feels Jessica’s weight on top of her. Her pelvis is so close to her pussy, being only a couple of inches and a pair of boxers away from full on contact.

Jessica turns her head to finally face Casandra, who also looks incredibly embarrassed with her red face. She can’t help but take a couple of glances at Casandra’s breasts, with each glance lasting fractions of a second before looking back at her brown, gorgeous eyes. At first, Jessica was dreading this dare, but now she feels safe when looking at her iris.

Jessica leans in closer, only a little bit, but just that small tilt has her chest squeeze against Casandra’s chest. The sensation sends electricity from her nipples to her brain, as if Casandra’s breasts held some kind of charge. She can hear her heart racing and her core getting warmer with just a simple tilt.

Casandra feels an odd sensation in her chest as her tits lightly squish against Jessica’s. She never thought she’d be in this situation, but she can’t say she hates it. But now, she fears that Jessica might know that she likes this. As per the game’s rules, she leans in closer, but she leans way closer than what Jessica did moments ago, causing Jessica to look shocked.

“Why is she so close?!? I can feel her breath!” Jessica screamed in her head. Casandra’s hot, labored breath hits Jessica’s face like a head on collision. Her warm breath feels as hot as her core, which has only gotten worse with how close their faces are. She looks down and sees her lips quivering. Jessica guesses that it’s out of embarrassment.

“I mean, why would she want to kiss me? She’s ten times hotter than me!” Jessica thought to herself.

She leans in closer, now their faces are mere inches apart. One small tilt, and Jessica will be practically smooching her. Her heart begins to race a million beats a second as she desperately waits for Casandra’s move.