A Dare for Misty

Mary was still feeling a bit heady from Misty's sensual ministrations as she scanned the group of players. Who should I choose? She thought scrunching her brow as she ponder her choices. There are so many possibilities. So many hot girls and tasty guys. But I know who I want to get to know better.

"Regan truth or..." Mary started to say before being interrupted.

"You can't choose Regan," Venus interjected.

"Why not?" Mary asked a bit shocked and dejected.

"Because you interacted with him during the last turn. You have to take a round off before you two can be involved again," Misty replied with a slight smirk.

"Fine," Mary said in a huff. "Misty then. Truth or Dare?"

Misty slowly ran her hand through her bright green hair as the edges of her mouth curled into a wicked grin. "Dare."

Mary reached into the red box and pulled out a card. "Dare: Give the reader of this card..." Mary's voice then trailed offed as the shock of what she was reading silenced her.

"Speak up girl," Venus said as Mary continued to stare at the words on the card in silence. "What's the dare?"

Mary looked up at Venus and back at the card but remained silent. Finally, Regan reached over and took the card from her. "Dare: Give the reader of this card head for two minutes removing any clothing that is in the way for the duration of the game. Bonus if receiver cums they must reciprocate."

Misty stood up and walked to Mary who sat frozen in place. "Stand up," She commanded.

Mary mechanically did as she was told. As she stood in front of the woman who in mere moments would have her tongue between Mary's legs her self-confidence began to waver. All the pleasure she had received from Regan seemed to have happened a lifetime ago. Her hands of their own accord raised to cover her naked breasts. Misty reached out, took her by the wrists, and firmly lowered them to Mary's side.

Misty placed a reassuring hand on Mary's shoulder and leaned to whisper in her ear. "I'm going to enjoy tasting you but near as much as I'm going to enjoy you eating me out to after I make you cum in front of everyone." Mary's eyes went wide at the bravado of Misty's pronouncement.

Misty dropped to her knees and with a deliberate pace undid the clasp of Mary's jeans. She then slowly lowered the zipper. The measured time in which Misty took to undress Mary caused her senses to heighten. So much so that to Mary the sound of each tooth of the zipper releasing from the other seemed like a deafening roar.

Mary shuddered as Misty languidly pulled down her trousers. "A matching set of lacy lingerie. I think maybe someone was hoping something like this might happen."

"You're wrong," Mary lied unconvincingly.

"Am I?" Misty asked in a disbelieving tone as she hooked her fingers under the waistband in preparation of removing Mary's last layer of clothing. "I think once I remove these we will all find out how right I am."

Mary closed her eyes, and her face reddened. Regan had got her primed and ready, and now Misty's slow, and deliberate pace along with the unexpected thrill of doing this in front of a group had her already on the verge. She wondered how she would hold out for two minutes without climaxing to Misty eating her out.

"See you are already ahead of me," Misty mocked as she removed Mary's panties. "That beautiful slit of yours is glistening in anticipation."

"You know you've only got two minutes Misty?" Regan said in a grating voice.

"The clock doesn't start until I taste her desire for this," Misty replied throwing Regan's earlier statement back at him.

Mary began to squirm as Misty held her face as close to Mary's pussy as possible without actually touching her. Her warm breath was causing Mary's juices to flow. Oh God, I'm already so close how am I ever going to hold out for two minutes?