Don't forget

Abbie looks so scared, so uncomfortable.

"Something my girlfriend wouldn't do?"

I nod "Yea come on, there had to be something, I promise I won't judge girl this is all between us."

She looks so **** "Well... There was only one thing..."

I couldn't be more excited "Yes?"

"I wanted her too... Take me..."

"What? I don't understand..."

She stands up and walks to the other side of the room, it's like she can't even look at me, let alone be near me. I can't help but notice her stumble as she walks, obviously I'm not the only one feeling the absurd amount of **** we've drank.

"Look... I... I'm strong... stronger than you can imagine. My girlfriend wasn't and that was definitely fun for me, I did things to her you couldn't imagine and enjoyed every second of it. But a small part of me wanted something different too, something... Wrong..."

I'm perplexed "what are you trying to say?"

Still looking away from me she buries her face in her hands "I wanted her to take me against my will ok!?!... To make me do things I hate... Things I abhor... I only wanted her to do those things because I loved her, but still... I know It's weird..."

Suddenly her reaction to my fantasy makes all the sense in the world. She loves to dominate people, on and off the court, but she craves the same treatment. She wants the best of both worlds and I can't say that I blame her.

"Look at me Abbie (she turns around but still looks at my feet) hey seriously look at me girl."

She slowly moves her head up and looks in my eyes, I relish in the blue of them.

"Sometimes we want what we don't have... Regardless of what it is, it doesn't mean anything ok? We can't help what we like... I have to say I really respect that you know what you want and aren't scared to ask for it, I'm just sorry your girlfriend wasn't willing to accept it."

She closes her eyes as my words wash over her. Does she seriously feel that much shame about such a common kink? The cumming on food thing is weirder to me than that. Honestly it's still so bizarre to see her this way, to know such intimate things about her.

She sits back down on the bed looking both worried and relived " Thank you... I... Just thank you (she takes a deep breath) Ok... Truth or dare?"

I tap my chin "I guess dare."

She thinks for a moment "I dare you to finish this bottle!"

She shakes a bottle of whiskey, it only has a little left in the bottom but even that Is so much at this point.

"Gah! Gimmi it!"

I chug it feverishly, I chase it with some of the cola from earlier. There is a few seconds where I think I might throw up but I hold it down through sheer will. I shiver a bit as I recover, I seriously don't know how much longer I can go with all this.

"Whew! Ok Abbie truth or dare!"

"Dare!"

"Hmmm I dare you to put that little lipstick vibrator you used on my tongue onto your pussy for 5 minutes, on the highest setting!"

She looks aghast "You... You don't understand what you're asking! That's absurd! A futa pussy is... Is... Not made for something like that!... Please... Please I can't..."

I actually do feel a little bad, but come on! She made me penetrate my asshole for the first time in my life, this is no different!

"Look... That's the dare... Make your choice..."

She gives a high pitched whimper, her thighs rub together in anticipation. She shakes her head and continues whimpering. This is it... Her mouth is mine!

"FINE! I'LL FUCKING DO IT!"

Her eyes emanate a fearful rage the likes of which I've never seen. My own eyes probably look fearful as well, I was sure I had won!

"Just... Fuck... I'm telling you right now there is no way in hell you get to watch!... Ah! FUCK!... I need a shot too!"

She is so damn flustered, she starts frantically searching for the things she needs while cursing under her breath. Wow is this seriously that big a deal, how sensitive can her pussy really be?

"Gah! Cheers asshole!"

She takes a huge swig from another bottle of whiskey. Her drink is so deep I see the bubbles traveling up the bottle. I take a drink of my glass to show some respect for the task ahead of her. As I finish I notice she has the vibrator and a large sparkly heart shaped sticker of some sort.

"Yo Abbie what's with the sticker?"

She takes another sip of whiskey "Ah! If you must know these are specially made for sensitive futa's like me... I put them over my... You know!... Because feeling panties rub against it is too much..."

"Wow..." Is all I say in response, I never considered it could be THAT sensitive.

"Alright just go to the other side of the bed, I'll tell you when to start the clock."

I drunkenly scramble to the other side of the bed and stare at the wall, I'm so damn excited! I hear Abbie flop down behind me, she wiggles around mostly likely trying to take off her shorts. I hear the slightest moan as she prepares herself.

"O... Ok... Start..."

*Buzzzzz!*

I hear the highest pitch squeal ring out the second the buzzing begins. Abbie begins speaking in a high pitched, breathless, girly tone.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck... God... (She gives out a pained cry) NO! Fuck! Abbie! come on you got this... Fuck!"

I'm leaned back on one hand while the other holds my phone to my face. I grip the sheets hard as my cock begins to grow exponentially. Her sounds are so primal, so feminine, so not Abbie. I wonder what it would feel like to push my cock into that pussy, she said a pinky wouldn't fit but maybe if I trained it I could get in. My brain is on fire with the thought of making Abbie moan like this because of my cock.

At two minutes and thirty seconds I feel something very unexpected, Abbie's sweaty hand latch onto mine! Our fingers intertwine, her hand is shaking and gripping so hard it almost hurts. She is near hyperventilation now as I relish in the feeling of her hand. She doesn't say anything about it, she just must need comfort. Two more minutes pass before she speaks up.

"John!... Am I close!?!"

"Thirty seconds girl!"

She gives another girlish mew as she grips my hand even tighter. She really is struggling, I respect her resolve. Even though she was always bullying me I always was drawn to her strength, her confidence.

"And... Time!"

I hear the noise of the vibrator stop, and another noise I can't place. She continues holding my hand and breathing heavily for a few minutes recovering from her ordeal. I give her all the time she needs as I smile to myself looking at the wall. I'm glad my hand was comforting to her, even at the expense of potentially losing this game.

My perverted brain can't stop thinking about her small pussy. I want to taste it so bad, I know she would never allow me to but that makes it all the more appealing. I want to explore every fold, every crevice, every inch of it. I would spend hours trying to ream it open more so it could accept me. Then reality hits me, she has a cock too John, never forget that. Hell her balls would probably be on my face while I did that, the thought of that disgusts me.

Abbie let's go of my hand and begins wiggling around on the bed again. After a few more minutes she finally speaks.

"Ok you can turn back around."

I'm shocked to see how disheveled she still looks. She is covered in sweat, her cheeks are bright red, and her beautiful blonde hair is all over the place. This must be how she looks after sex, her glow is absolutely magnetic. I've never looked at her with hungrier eyes.

I shake my head, stop John don't forget how she is, what she has done to you. Remember when you were 13 and she pushed you into that girls restroom and held the door? Or the time at this very campground that she spread a rumour that she caught you jerking of to a picture of your cousin? You are only into her right now because you are drunk. Yeah! Any girl would look this good to you right now. Don't be stupid man.

She takes a deep breath "ok John truth or dare?"

I know I will regret this but I say it anyway "Dare!"

A devious grin spreads across her face...