Girl's Trip Gets Interesting with Day Drinking and Truth or Dare (MEGA Chapter)

The brewery hadn’t been as classy as a winery would have been, but there weren’t really any wineries in the area to do tastings and other girly stuff at. Craft beer was in, though, and the brief brewery tour and ‘tasting’ after the morning at the stables had been fun. With each girl having already warmed up with a beer, they decided to make their purchases and head back into the city before anyone got drunk, with the plan of meeting back up at Margot’s for some proper drinking and bonding.

Considering they all smelled like they’d spent several hours in a barn, that was probably the best idea anyone had all day.

April drove her and Zara back to her parents’ place since it was vaguely on the way, and they took turns showering. The fact that she was still living, at least half the time, with her parents had never really bothered April until she’d started dating Oliver - then she’d wished she had a place she could bring him that was hers. But there were none of those feelings with Zara - they’d spent years and years bouncing back and forth between their parents’ houses.

At least, it had never been a problem until Zara came back across the hall from the washroom wrapped up in a towel, but as soon as the bedroom door was shut she dropped it.

“Hi,” the redhead smirked a little, posing in the nude as she eye-fucked April.

“Not fair,” April sighed, shaking her head at her friend. She’d already put on a nice set of blue lingerie - with luck, at some point, the drinking would slow down and she could go from Margot’s next door to Oliver.

“It’s totally fair,” Zara said, then gave a ridiculously sexy model look as she teased her fingers down her tight stomach.

“No, it isn’t,” April laughed, using the shirt she was about to put on to flick at her.

Zara laughed, dancing back a step.

“Seriously, Zara,” April continued, still smiling but trying to be serious. “I have to talk to Oliver before we do anything else. Especially without him there.”

“That sounds like he’s controlling,” Zara said.

“You know he isn’t, and you’re just trying to be a weasel,” April said, pulling her shirt over her head. It was an old school Star Wars T-shirt for A New Hope and she started to gather the loose ends to tie up behind her back with an elastic.

“Fine, I’ll stop,” Zara said. “I’m just saying, wouldn’t it be nice if we could just, y’know, help each other take the edge off?”

April rolled her eyes but kept grinning. “Maybe it would. Now get dressed, you horny slut.”

“Did you get a vibe today?” Zara asked as she opened up the bottom drawer of April’s dresser. They’d kept some clothes at each other’s places for years. The fact that it was the bottom drawer had never been an issue before, but April found herself looking at her friend’s upturned ass as little too long and had to look away.

“What do you mean?” she asked, digging into her laundry bin and finding the shorts she wanted.

“Well, that Hannah chick was fine,” Zara said. “She didn’t get weird like I thought she would. But the cousin was giving me weird looks when she thought I couldn’t see-”

“Maybe because she caught you naked and knows you had a threesome with me and Ollie?” April interrupted.

“-which might be because of that, yeah,” Zara conceded. “But the Horse Girl was giving looks too. And not just at me, it was at you too.”

“I didn’t notice that at all,” April frowned. “Margot - and her name is Margot, not ‘Horse Girl’ - hasn’t ever given me a weird vibe.”

“Well, I was catching a vibe of something, I’m just not sure what,” Zara said. “Just… be careful, OK?”

“What do I need to be careful of? You’ll be there watching my back,” April said, hopping as she turned while pulling her shorts up over her butt. She found Zara was already dressed in a short summer dress that hung from her slender shoulders with two little strings and no bra straps. “Really?” April raised an eyebrow.

“What? I’ve got barely any tits, I can burn my bra if I want to.”

“Did you put on panties?”

“Are we gonna see Oliver later?” Zara asked.

“Maybe, I’m not sure,” April said. “What does that have to do with you wearing panties?”

“So the answer is yes, since you put on that lingerie,” Zara said. “And maybe I want to tease him with some upskirts on purpose this time instead of by accident.”

“Zara, I love you, but ask me first maybe?”

“Fine,” Zara sighed. “Can I please flash your boyfriend my cooch so I can turn him on and see his third leg start to bulge in his pants?”

April pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes at Zara. “Is that all you’re going to try and do?”

Zara let her jaw drop in mock shock, and then she smirked. “What’s a little fingering between friends?”

“Put on some panties until we actually know if we’re going to see Oliver or not,” April sighed, gesturing imperiously back towards the drawer. “Weird vibes or not, we’re not flashing those girls your cooch. Just Ollie.”

“Oooh, protective of my cooch already,” Zara grinned as she bent over at the waist and pulled the drawer back open, knowing full well that the short hem of her dress was flashing her entire ass. “You really do love me.”

April wound up and gave her an almighty spank.

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“Truth or dare,” Margot said, looking at Hikaru.

Hannah raised her eyebrows. The day drinking had gotten started in earnest once April and Zara had arrived. All five of the ladies were freshly showered and changed, and Hannah was thankful as fuck that none of them had pulled the girly bullshit of trying to outdo one another with their outfits or makeup. Everyone was dressed casually, with minimum makeup. Zara was the most ‘dressy’ and that was only because she was actually wearing a dress.

They started out just talking and drinking around Margot’s living room, cracking open some of the ciders and craft beers they’d bought at the brewery. Hikaru had brought over some wine coolers as well, and Hannah had brought a six-pack of White Claws so they were set. The conversations had continued from that morning at the stables; Margot telling little stories about growing up in the sticks and doing Rodeo, Hikaru about travelling across East Asia with her father, Zara about different places she’d been for modelling and April about some of the famous people she’d run into. Hannah had been a little quiet, feeling like she didn’t have a ‘wow factor’ compared to the others when telling stories, but April in particular had slowly made her feel like that didn’t matter so much.

They’d been talking and drinking for a couple of hours, the empties starting to pile up on the coffee table in the middle of the couches and chairs. Hannah knew she was feeling nicely buzzed, and April had gotten a slight flush to her and was a little giggly. Zara got just a little louder, a little more crass, with each drink she finished. They were all feeling the effects of the booze and bonding when Margot shot Hikaru the question.

“Oh,” the tall girl replied, blinking a few times. “Um. Dare?”

“OK, wow,” Zara said. “First of all, are we really playing Truth or Dare? But second - Hikki, look at the balls on you. Picking Dare right off the jump? Damn girl!”

“I just think it’s fun with friends,” Margot said with a broad smile, looking around the living room. “And it’s not like we can get into any real trouble. There’s no boys here.”

Hannah couldn’t help but agree with that sentiment - some goofy dares and spilling embarrassing stories sounded kind of fun. April was grinning and nodding as well as they both agreed, and Zara agreed once April did.

“OK,” Margot said, turning back to Hikaru. “Hmm. A dare. Let me think… I dare you to do an impersonation of one of us in this room when we were riding one of the horses earlier.”

“Like act it out?” Hakaru laughed.

“Exactly,” Margot grinned. “But don’t tell us who it is, we have to guess.”

Hikaru got up from the couch and pretended to swing her leg over the back of a horse, and then pick up the reins and hold them, and then she waddled around the room like the horse was moving. “Oof, oh! Stopstopstop! Wait, go forward, go forward!”

“That’s totally April,” Zara giggled.

“I didn’t sound like that!” April guffawed.

“You did at first,” Margot laughed.

“You really did,” Hannah snorted, leaning over and hugging April on the couch next to her. “You honestly talked to the horse so much.”

“Well, I felt like he could understand me,” April laughed.

Hikaru sat back down, grinning and blushing, and looked around the room. “Um, Zara. Truth or Dare?”

“Dare,” Zara said gamely.

“I dare you to show us the professional modelling photo from your career that you find the most embarrassing.”

Zara raised her eyebrows and slowly turned to look at April, who threw up her hands in defence. “I didn’t say anything!”

“Ooh, this sounds like it’ll be a good one,” Hannah chuckled.

“Ugh, you bitches,” Zara sighed, then opened her purse and pulled out her phone. She scrolled a few times, then typed something and scrolled some more, before clutching the phone tightly and looking around. “OK. This is from the first six months of my career. I was taking pretty much any gig I could get through my agent. The lady told me this was a big opportunity because it could mean me potentially getting on this TV show and breaking into acting too, and I believed her. Like an idiot.”

She passed the phone to Hikaru, who looked at it and barked a laugh before clapping a hand over her mouth and passing it to Margot. The blonde turned her head to the side, looking confused. “Are you… a sexy tree?”

“It was supposed to be for a kids’ show, and they were doing character testing or something for the pilot. One of the producers ended up being this skeezy guy who thought he had great ideas and he tried to make everything weirdly sexual, I guess, so that’s how I ended up being a Sexy Tree. The show never got made, obviously.”

Margot snorted, shaking her head as she looked at the photo, then passed the phone to April who just took a glance at it, probably having seen it before. Hannah accepted the phone from her and it was… something. Zara, looking a little younger, had her body badly painted to look like tree bark except for her face and the bright red bikini she was wearing. Her fingers had tree branches coming off of them and her hair was covered in fake leaves as she struck an awkward pose with a ridiculous fake grin.

“Oh, nooo,” Hannah laughed and bit her fist.

“Yeah, It’s bad,” Zara snorted, reaching for her phone. Hannah gave it back. Zara tucked it back in her purse and sighed heavily. “Alright. You have now all seen me at my worst.”

“It wasn’t that bad, was it?” Hikaru asked.

“Remind me that when I get to give you a dare, we’re recreating that look,” Zara smirked, then laughed at Hikaru’s horrified reaction. “Alright. Hannah, Truth or Dare?”

Hannah froze for a moment, not having expected to get chosen, but quickly took a sip of her beer and put it down. “Truth. For some reason, I feel like you have the kind of devious mind that would have me doing something crazy, Zara.”

“Good call,” April laughed.

“Don’t listen to her,” Zara smirked, waving at her friend and focusing her attention on Hannah. “Alright. A truth. Hmmm.” She drummed her fingers on her lips for a moment and then smiled. “Have you ever hooked up with a client?”

Hannah blushed. “No, never with one of my clients.”

“Ever been tempted?” Zara pressed.

“I mean, at the Club? For sure, some of those guys are fit and pretty. But also self-centred, ego-driven flirts - I wouldn’t be surprised at all if each of them has at least one STD. At the gym, not as much but there’s been one or two - usually they are dating someone already though and I’m not that kind of girl.”

“Lame answer,” Zara sighed.

“You just didn’t ask the right question of the right person,” April smirked at her friend. “Sounds like a you-problem.”

Zara stuck out her tongue at April, making them all laugh.

“April,” Hannah said, turning to the woman next to her. “Truth or Dare?”

“Truth, definitely,” April said.

“How often do you catch people looking at your boobs?” Hannah asked. “Like, I catch guys glancing at mine every once in a while and mine are small and I rarely show cleavage. Is it just, like, constant?”

“To be fair,” Margot cut in before April could answer. “You wear a lot of tight clothes and your nipple bumps show more often than I think you realise.”

“Really?” Hannah asked in surprise, reaching up and covering her nipples. She was wearing a crop top over an athletic bra so she wasn’t exactly at risk, but she still felt a little exposed for a moment.

“I thought you knew,” Hikaru said. “Do you want us to say something when it happens?”

“Uh, yes,” Hannah said.

“It’s pretty constant for me,” April said, answering the question. “More guys than girls, but definitely from both. And that’s when I’m not showin’ off the girls on purpose with some deeper cleave. Actually, that’s one of the reasons I found Ollie so endearing the first time I met him - I didn’t catch him looking once. I mean, I’m sure he did, but he was trying hard enough that he got away with it.”

“He played the long game,” Zara chuckled.

“Maybe he did, but it worked,” April laughed. Then she turned to Margot. “Guess I should ask you, Margot. Truth or Dare?”

“Dare,” Margot challenged her with a grin.

“Hmmm,” April hummed, thinking for a moment. “Go to your texts with the last person you hooked up with and tell us the last thing you said.”

“Oh, that’s easy,” Margot said, pulling out her phone and opening her texts. “It says ‘Don’t forget it’s Derek’s birthday on Tuesday.’”

“Who is Derek?” Hannah asked.

“That, and who I texted, is gonna take another question,” Margot smirked.

“OK, it’s my turn again,” Margot continued. “I think we should make a rule - no asking the same person twice. So I can’t ask Hikaru again. That way we can’t gang up on someone.” The rest of the girls agreed, and Margot grinned as she took a breath and then got a thoughtful look on her face as she glanced around the group before landing on Zara. “Truth or Dare, Red?”

“Call me Red again and I’ll conveniently forget that I’m being nice today and start calling you ‘Horse Girl’ to your face,” Zara chuckled, then stretched like a cat and groaned before narrowing her eyes. “Dare, because I’m not scared.”

“OK, noted on not nicknaming you that,” Margot said, holding up her hands to show she meant no harm. “And there’s nothing to be scared of.”

“Says the lady who grew up on horseback or whatever,” Zara scoffed. “Were you afraid of anything when you were like 5 and could get up on one of those things?”

Margot laughed and shrugged. “Use your turn to ask me my greatest fear, if I choose truth. And just to prove that you’re safe in the arms of us girls, I dare you to tell us three things you love about yourself so we can celebrate you for them.”

Zara’s jaw dropped a little as she scowled at Margot. “What is this, group therapy?”

“Isn’t that what Day Drinking Girls Trips are?” Hannah giggled in between taking sips of her latest beer.

“Ugh, fine,” Zara groaned. “Three things I love about myself?”

“Three super different things,” Margot clarified. “So no naming three different body parts or something.”

Zara rolled her eyes. “Well, first, I love my stomach. It’s my best feature when it comes to modelling - I’m just blessed, OK? And I love my friendship with April. Aaaand…” She paused, considering. And then that pause extended a little longer, edging towards awkward. “I… love… mmmm… my… health? My life is kind of a shitshow right now. My career is stalled out and I don’t like the people I work with. My place kinda sucks, my car has had its engine light on for like a month, and I don’t have a boyfriend or even a guy I’m seeing. So yeah - I love my stomach, my April, and my health. Cause at least I’m not dying of cancer, right?”

The girls were all silent for a beat before Hannah was the first to move, and she got up from her seat and practically tackled Zara as she crashed into the other woman on the couch, hugging her.

“Nooo,” Zara groaned.

April, Margot and Hikaru all piled on, each of them talking quickly, trying to reassure Zara that things weren’t as bad as they might seem, and it was good that she had her health, and her friendship with April was super important, and she did have a sexy stomach.

“Too. Much. Yas-Queening. Can’t. Handle. It,” Zara grunted, making them all laugh and slowly back off. April lingered a moment, squeezing her hand and giving her a meaningful look. ‘I’m fine,’ Zara mouthed, which let April know that she could back off now and circle back around later. Then Zara cleared her throat. “Sometimes a hot bitch needs to be a little messy before she evolves into an even hotter, even badder bitch. That’s all that’s going on. I’m fine.” Then she pointed at Margot. “You, I’m gonna get back for that shit, though.”

“Bring it on,” Margot smirked.

“But I’m going to give myself time to really come up with something good,” Zara smirked, narrowing her eyes. She turned to April. “My Love, Truth or Dare?”

April barked a laugh and then blew out a breath. “Either option is dangerous coming from you. I can think of like five different things you could get me with if you make me tell a Truth story, so I pick Dare.”

“Oooh,” Hannah chuckled.

Zara blew a breath out at a stray lock of her hair that had fallen in front of her face during the wild hugging, then raised an eyebrow at her friend. “I dare you, April, to… take a dirty picture and send it to Oliver.”

April snorted and then took a big swig from her glass of wine. “You think I haven’t sent Ollie a dirty picture yet?”

“From someone else’s place? I’m sure he’ll recognise Margot’s bathroom if you do it in there,” Zara smirked.

That got April to blush.

“OK, maybe I’m a little scared of the ****,” Margot chuckled.

“Well, I guess Ollie is finding out we’re getting day drunk,” April said, draining the last of her glass and standing up. “How dirty do I have to make it?”

“Wait, how dirty can you make it?” Hannah laughed.

“Nudity, but you don’t have to do anything sexual,” Zara smirked. “Unless you want to.”

“Do you mind?” April asked Margot, already getting her phone out of her pocket.

“Hey, I’m not gonna be the girl who gets between her friend and some sexy texts,” Margot said.

April disappeared into the washroom, sticking her tongue out at Zara before she closed the door.

“Honestly, I actually am kind of surprised she’s already sent him dirty pictures,” Zara said to the other girls. “She’s usually super careful about that kind of stuff since she’s a celebrity or whatever. He might be the first guy she’s sent one to since, like… I dunno, maybe our senior year of high school? And that would have just been her bra.”

“It must be love,” Margot said with a little off-kilter smile.

“I can’t believe she’s doing it right now,” Hikaru said, half covering her face in embarrassment.

April came back out, smirking a little and making a show of pressing send on a text on her phone. Her T-shirt wasn’t tied up around her waist anymore, hanging loose. She strutted over to her spot and sat back down. “Both boobs, mirror selfie. Happy?”

“What, I don’t get to see it?” Zara teased.

April rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue again, then turned to Hikaru. “Truth or Dare, Hikki? I promise not to bite.”

“Oh,” Hikaru said, her eyes going wide all over again and she screwed up her lips as she made her snap decision. “Um. Truth.”

“What’s your… most embarrassing memory?” April asked.

She wasn’t expecting Hikaru to flush pink from her hairline to her shirt collar. She really hadn’t been expecting it to happen that fast.

“Um,” Hikaru said loudly.

“Oooh, she knows exactly what it is,” Zara said.

“Hikki, oh my God,” Hannah giggled. “What could it be?”

“Um, um,” Hikaru stammered.

“Honey, you don’t have to tell us if it’s super bad like that,” April said quickly. “I thought it would be a funny story, not something that would-”

“It’s kind of funny,” Margot said, making Hikaru whip her head around to glare wide-eyed at the older girl.

“Wait, you know and I don’t?” Hannah asked. “How do you know but not me?”

“You should just say it, Hikki,” Margot encouraged her.

“No,” Hikaru said, though she didn’t sound as sure about herself. “No?”

“Fair warning, it’s going to maybe embarrass someone else in this room, and it won’t be me,” Margot said.

Hannah, April and Zara all glanced around at each other in confusion. “Well, now I really want to know,” Zara said.

“I mean, it’s gotta be me,” Hannah said. “I say just spit it out.”

“Sure, I can’t think of what it would- Wait,” April said. “Oh, I think I know what it was.” And she looked at Zara.

Zara got a confused look on her face, then raised her eyebrows. “Oh. That? That’s nothing. At least for me.”

Margot looked at Hikaru and shrugged, and Hikaru - who had slowly gone an even deeper pink - made a face before sighing and bringing up her knees so she was resting her head on them. “Um,” she said. “Fine. OK. My most embarrassing memory happened a little while ago.”

“Not two nights ago?” Zara asked. “Well, that’s me out.”

“That’s like my second most embarrassing moment,” Hikaru muttered.

April and Hannah glanced at each other in confusion.

“A little while ago,” Hikaru repeated herself, still not raising her face up to look at them. “I’d been hanging out here with Margot, and I came home and Ollie wasn’t there, which was kinda weird. I ended up going out to the balcony and I, uh, figured out where Ollie was. By accident, I swear. But I, um, saw Ollie and April doing… sex stuff… through the window of his bedroom.”

April’s eyes were wide and her mouth hung open.

Zara snorted hard, covering her mouth with both hands to stop herself from laughing.

Hannah had turned pink as well, embarrassed for both Hikaru and April. And at the use of the phrase ‘sex stuff.’

Margot was biting both her lips and trying not to chuckle almost as much as Zara.

Hikaru looked up at April. “I’m sorry?”

“I…” April started but wasn’t sure what to say.

“I didn’t mean to, and I wasn’t, like, trying to. And after I realised what I’d seen and stuff, and I got out of there, I came here and was like ‘Holy shit, Margot, I just saw them banging’ and that’s why Margot knows. I didn’t know what to do and I panicked! I’m so sorry I watched you and Ollie like that, I shouldn’t have said anything at all.”

Zara let out one peal of laughter and then started coughing.

“Oh my God,” Hannah groaned, trying not to giggle now too.

“Wait, how long did you watch?” April asked.

“What?” Hikaru asked, the flush staying strong.

“First you said you saw us, but then you said you watched us,” April said, blushing almost as strong as Hikaru now. “How long were you… seeing us?”

Hikaru would have gotten darker if it were at all possible, and the way she withered into her seat made it clear she wanted to get swallowed up by the couch. “Um… I was… well… Like, a few minutes, maybe?”

“Must have been a good show,” Zara grinned. “Maybe we can start selling tickets.”

Hannah had to cover her mouth as she shook her head at Zara and rolled her eyes.

“I’m so sorry,” Hikaru said.

April got up and went to Margot’s kitchen with her wine glass and refilled it before taking a long sip. Then she took a breath, came back to the sitting area and put her glass down, before going and standing in front of Hikaru and offering her hands to the younger girl. Hikaru tentatively took them and let April pull her up out of her seat, and tensed as April hugged her.

“I’m sorry we didn’t close the curtains, I guess?” April said. “God, Hikaru, Ollie would fucking die if he knew you’d seen us so bad you froze for a bit. He’s so worried about us making you uncomfortable and he doesn’t want you to feel weird at all, he loves having you living with him. I wish you’d told me sooner, you must have felt so awkward with me! I’m so sorry.”

“It’s OK,” Hikaru mumbled, slowly starting to hug her back. “Um, thank you.”

April gave her another squeeze and then pulled back a bit, looking her in the eye. “I’m going to make sure we never put you in an awkward position like that again, babe. But please tell me if I ever make you feel some kinda way if I’m ever in your and Ollie’s place. I never want you to feel like I’m stepping on your toes.”

“I will,” Hikaru said after a moment.

April took that at face value, but Margot saw the moment pass behind Hikaru’s eyes because she knew the Japanese girl did feel that way. She did feel like April was stepping on her toes. Not about her living arrangements, but about Ollie in general.

Hikaru just couldn’t say it.

“OK,” April said, trying to smile encouragingly, pulling her into one more quick hug before letting her go and flopping back into her own seat. “God, OK, so now I know I’ve given an accidental live porn show. Great. I can cross that one off my sex bucket list.”

Margot laughed and raised an eyebrow as she smirked. “Is that a real list? Because I think I know what I want to ask you if I get a Truth for you.”

“No, I don’t have an actual sex bucket list,” April laughed. “Hikaru, please take your turn because I need to get the focus off of me.”

“Um, OK,” Hikaru said, slowly coming back to her regular colouration as she got some space from needing to spill her secret. “Hannah?”

“Yeees?” Hannah asked.

“Truth or Dare?”

“I picked Truth last time, so I guess I’ll pick Dare,” Hannah said.

“She thinks you’ll be easy on her,” Zara said.

“Do not,” Hannah argued, but then bit her lip and looked back at Hikaru. “OK, maybe I do.”

“Sounds like you gotta make it a good one, Hikki,” Margot grinned.

“Fine, I’ll try,” Hikaru sighed. “Um. Hannah, I dare you to…” She blew out a breath, looking around the apartment. “I dare you to text whatever guy you like right now to see if he wants to go out to dinner with you.”

Hannah raised her eyebrows. “Hikaru!” she said, sounding scandalized. That got laughter out of the others. “Who says I even have a guy I like?”

“Oh, come on, you have a little crush on someone,” Zara said. “There’s always someone, even if you know it wouldn’t be a good idea.”

“She’s right,” Margot smirked, thinking that it would be pretty handy if Hannah was going out with a guy. The distraction would help keep her out of the way while she put her plan with Hikaru into action with April. Before Hannah knew it, hopefully, she’d find out Ollie was with Margot and Hikaru as well.

“Fine, maybe there’s someone,” Hannah said. “But I can’t just ask him out.”

“Oh, come on, nut up, Hannah,” April teased her. “You made Ollie do the dating app raffle thing and look how that worked out? Just take a chance.”

Hannah groaned and sighed, then snorted and shook her head. “Fine, I’ll do it.” She took out her phone and, for a moment, hesitated. She could technically text any of the meatheads from the gym and they’d probably agree immediately. She’d get a decent dinner, maybe some laughs, and that would be that. But she wasn’t crushing on any of them like that, and after Hikaru was so truthful she felt bad not following through on the actual dare. Or maybe it was just the booze doing the thinking for her.

She opened her texts. ‘Hey, you wanna grab dinner this week, just us?’ She sent it.

“There,” she said, covering the top half of her screen and showing the sent text. “I sent it.”

“Who was it to?” Zara asked. “That could have been to a relative or something.”

“It was to a boy that I’m not related to,” Hannah said, rolling her eyes and inwardly screaming in the hope that she wouldn’t be **** to show who she’d sent it to. She wasn’t sure who would react the most if they found out she was currently crushing on Oliver - April, Zara or Hikaru? Hikki knew the most history between her and Ollie, and they’d been friends the longest out of the whole group. April was dating him though, and might see her as a threat. Especially now that she’d technically ‘asked him out’ even if Ollie would never think of it that way.

“We can find out when she picks Truth next time,” April grinned, teasing.

“Well, guess I’m doing more dares,” Hannah chuckled nervously. “Anyways, uh, I guess I need to pick Margot to finish the circle.”

At that moment April’s phone pinged, and she checked it and laughed. “OK, Ollie got the picture. He liked it.”

“Did he send one back?” Zara asked with a gleam in her eye.

“No, he’s out right now at the game store and said he almost dropped his phone because he was scared someone would see it. I need to give him more warning before I send him titty pics,” April giggled. “Which is fair. One of the first ones I sent him was while he was at work and he got panicked then too.”

Hannah’s phone chimed with her own notification and she checked it.

“Was that the boy?” Margot asked.

“Uh, yeah,” Hannah said. “I guess we’re going out this week.”

“Oooh,” all the girls cheered.

“Truth, Hans,” Margot said. “So you can ask who I texted if you want to.”

Hannah narrowed her eyes at the cowgirl, shaking her head. “Nah, that sounds like it would be too easy if you’re offering it up like that.”

“Guilty,” Margot chuckled.

“Alright. Margot. Tell us the Truth about… horse penises.”

“What?” Margot laughed.

“Wait, is there a story behind this?” Zara asked. “Because, I mean, there’s Horse Girls and then there’s Horse Girls.”

“There is no horse penis story,” Margot said quickly.

“I meant more like, is it true you have to clean them and stuff?” Hannah asked.

“Where is this coming from?” Margot asked.

Hikaru was pink all over again, and April was looking around incredulously.

“I’ve just heard things, and you didn’t cover that in your tutorial talk today,” Hannah shrugged.

Margot laughed softly and shook her head. “You really want to know the nitty-gritty about taking care of a stallion's hygiene?”

“Well, now I’m curious,” Zara said.

Margot spent the next five minutes describing, in fascinating detail, the necessities of horse penile care. How they needed to be cleaned, the awkwardness of doing it, and the fact that it was entirely non-sexual for her. Then she went on to describe the insemination process used for most horses these days - it was too likely for horses of good, valuable stock to get injured if you just let a horny stallion mount a mare, so most of it was artificially done. Which technically meant either a cowboy or a vet tech had to hold a horse-sized condom receptacle and let the stallion fuck it.

“You guys haven’t seen that scene in Yellowstone?” Margot laughed as she looked at the others. None of them were watching that show, so she pulled up the clip on her phone and cast it to her TV. The scene, and the shock on the character's face as he declared, in shock, ‘I just jacked off a horse.’

“Happy, or do I need to give even more details about what can happen if you don’t provide proper hygiene for a stallion?” Margot asked.

“No,” Hikaru said. “That was enough.”

The others started laughing again, and Hikaru finished off her drink, cracked open another hard lemonade and sipped from that too. Zara, Hannah and Margot all refreshed their drinks as well, while April just took another sip of her wine since she'd been a little heavy-handed with her pouring after Hikaru’s revelation earlier.

“OK,” Margot said as she sat down and cracked open a new beer that she’d pulled out of her fridge. “April. Tee or Dee?”

“Pffft,” April blew out a breath. “I feel like I got hit twice last time. Um. Truth.”

“OK,” Margot said, then sat forward and grinned a little. “I’ll make it pretty easy, too. You just need to confirm or deny - is what Hikaru said true, and you gave Ollie a threesome with Zara?”

“Oh my God, I knew this would come up,” April groaned, looking up at the ceiling and then laughing as she glanced over at Zara. “You couldn’t keep your tuckus in bed until after Hikaru went to work that morning.”

“I had to pee,” Zara defended herself. “It’s bad for your bladder and kidneys and shit to hold it in too long. I love my health, remember?”

That got some chuckles from the others, everyone blushing a little at the open admission that Zara had definitely slept with Ollie and April.

“Was it good?” Margot followed up.

“I already answered a Truth,” April said, but it was at the same time Zara said, “Gawd, yes.” That got more giggles from the group as Zara shrugged apologetically at her friend.

“Once again I want the attention back off of me,” April chuckled, shaking her head. “Hannah, truth or dare?”

“Oh, fuck, I feel like I just went. Um… Dare, because unlike Margot I’m not trying to make it easy for you girls to figure out my secrets,” Hannah said.

April leaned back, stretching a little, before sighing. “Um. Well, balls, I had a good question. Uh. I dare you to… do a body shot off of Zara.”

The girls, already giggly, got even more giggly as Margot grabbed a bottle of tequila from her stash and Zara gamely laid out on the coffee table, then pulled her dress up to reveal the skimpy panties she was wearing so that Margot could pour the shot into her previously-honoured belly button. She even gave her smooth abs a gentle lick to apply the salt, making Zara smirk, and balanced a slice of lime next to it.

Hannah licked the salt, slurped the shot out of Zara’s belly button noisily, and then grabbed the lime and sucked on it as she made a face, all of the girls cheering her on.

“Usually, I would be holding the lime in my teeth and get a kiss out of that,” Zara said with a smirk as she sat back up and let her dress fall down to cover her up again.

“I think I’d need to be a lot more drunk to kiss you,” Hannah said as she spit out the lime. “Or, maybe just a little.”

“Gee, thanks,” Zara said.

“Not like that,” Hannah said. “I’m just not into girls.”

“To be fair, have you ever kissed a girl?” April asked with a smirk.

“Have- Well, I guess we can be pretty sure you have,” Hannah laughed, glancing between April and Zara. “If you want to know that, though, it’ll take a Truth! And it’s my turn.” The girls returned to their seats and Hannah focused on Zara. “OK. I just tongued your belly button, so I’m gonna ask you Truth or Dare, but I want you to pick Truth. I promise it won’t be **** like Margot.”

“Hey, mine wasn’t bad,” Margot said.

“Fine, Truth,” Zara sighed and rolled her eyes. “But it better be good, I’m much more of a Dare kinda girl.”

“I just want you to confirm what April let slip about Ollie since you guys got freaky and stuff,” Hannah smirked. “How big is he?”

“Oh my God,” April groaned. Hikaru was going pink again. Margot leaned forward, obviously interested in the information as well.

“Um,” Zara said, closing one eye as she held up her hands pressed together and then started to move them apart. “This is, like, an average guy,” she said, stopping at about the right spot. Then she started spreading her hands further apart until they were almost double the distance. “This is Oliver. And it’s fucking glorious. I didn’t know I had it in me to be a size queen until I had that beast-”

“Zara,” April interrupted her friend.

“What? They’re curious,” Zara chuckled, teasing her friend. Then turned back to the others. “And it’s girthy, too.”

“Ermagerd,” April groaned, covering her face as she chuckled.

“That the answer you were looking for?” Zara asked Hannah.

“Yes,” Hannah said, blushing again. “Fuck. Who fucking knew?”

“Not us,” Margot snickered, shaking her head.

“OK, my turn,” Zara said, leaning forward and grinning evilly at Margot. But then she looked over at Hikaru. “Hikki, truth or dare?”

Hikaru’s eyes went wide, and she felt a little surge of panic in her because she definitely didn’t want to explain anything more about seeing April and Ollie together and she had a feeling the redhead wouldn’t be as forgiving about letting it go as April would. “Um,” she said. “D-Dare?”

Zara pursed her lips and nodded, narrowing her eyes as she looked at the Japanese girl. “Hmmm,” she hummed. “So many possibilities. So many options.”

“Go easy, Zara,” April sighed. Zara knew she was being protective of the girl, but she also had a standard to uphold - and Hikaru had made her show off the tree photo.

“Alright, Hikaru, I know how we need to get even,” Zara said, standing up. “I dare you to pay me back. Come over into Margot’s bedroom and strip down so that we’ve both seen each other naked.”

Margot’s snicker and Hannah’s bark of laughter and clap overshadowed April’s mild attempt to argue it should be less than that. Hikaru was blushing but stood up. “I guess that’s fair,” she murmured and headed towards Margot’s bedroom. Zara followed her and wiggled her eyebrows at the other three girls before closing the door.

Inside the bedroom, Zara turned to Hikaru and crossed her arms, cocking her head. “I’m not actually going to make you do it, since it was technically my fault you saw my naked ass in the first place, but if you do or not is definitely something I’ll judge you for,” she said softly.

Hikaru groaned a little, blushing, but shook her head. “It’s fine,” she said. “If you were a boy it would be different. It’s not like I haven’t been in a changing room before or something.” She quickly pulled off her T-shirt and put her thumbs into the waistband of her yoga pants, but Zara was already standing with her jaw dropped.

“Jesus Christ, Hikki,” the redhead said. “Where the fuck did those come from?”

“What?” Hikaru asked in confusion.

Zara gestured at the Japanese girl’s tits encased in a fairly heavy-duty bra. “Those,” Zara said.

Hikaru bit her lip and cupped her breasts. “Um… I always had them.”

“They’re friggin’- Just keep going,” Zara sighed.

Hikaru stripped down, revealing her utilitarian panties to go with the bra, and then undid the bra and pulled it off.

“Je-zus,” Zara sighed. “Hikaru, your tits are fucking wild.”

“They are?” Hikaru asked, covering them with her hands again. Or trying to - they overflowed her palms.

“OK, look,” Zara said, taking Hikaru’s wrists and pulling her hands away so that her breasts bounced free. “Hikki, I’m gonna say something that I’ve never told a girl other than April before, OK? And I’m going to tell you because for some reason even though you are kind of annoyingly naive and get embarrassed way too easily, I think I might actually like you. Which doesn’t happen often. Maybe it’s because you’re kind of shy and naive but also smart. Shy, naive and an airhead is what I’m used to dealing with. Anyways - you’re a good-looking girl. Your eyebrows are killed, you’ve got a really interesting, pretty face, and you have a good figure. You’re hot, OK? You just dress all baggy all the time. If you showed these off,” she cupped Hikaru’s breasts in her hands, hefting them up into a dramatic cleavage, the girl’s nipples pressing into her palms. “Just a little bit, you’d have guys hanging off of you in a heartbeat. These things are unreal. Girls pay good money with the dream of having tits like these. They are just as nice as April’s, and as we all know I just played with them up close and personal, so I’m probably an expert in the comparison right now.”

“Really?” Hikaru asked, so overwhelmed she wasn’t even reacting to Zara holding her tits.

“Yes,” Zara said, letting her go and gesturing widely. “God, girl, we need to figure out how to get you your power. You’re an absolute baddy just waiting to step out of the shadows. If I wasn’t leaving in a couple of days I’d get April in on this and take you out for a wardrobe makeover. So you should get Margot and April to do that - Hannah could use one too, by the way. She wears way too much athletic gear.”

“Um… OK,” Hikaru said.

“Now just turn around, you don’t need to drop your- Oh, fuck you,” Zara said and then sighed. “And you’ve got an ass. Bitch, how you don’t have a boyfriend already, I don’t know. Put your clothes back on before I start getting jealous.”

Hikaru did, starting with her bra. “Um, thank you for the compliments,” she said. “I just- I never really had a ton of girly friends growing up, and I wasn’t really looking to find a boyfriend so I don’t dress like you or April or even Margot do.”

“That’s fine,” Zara said, watching her get dressed. “But it’ll be good to have the skill when you do, and dressing up a little more will make you feel more adult. Seriously, you’re like 22 or something now, right? College graduate? Own that shit, own your femininity.”

“OK,” Hikaru said, hearing what she was saying but processing it a little differently - she didn’t need to look for a guy, she just needed to convince a specific guy that what Zara was saying was true. That she was just as pretty, just as sexually attractive, as April. Or Margot. “I will,” she promised. “Or I’ll try.”

“Good,” Zara nodded. “Because it should be a crime to let your hotness go to waste.”

Once Hikaru was fully dressed again, Zara opened the bedroom door and led her back out. “You guys need to take Hikki shopping for lingerie and some nice clothes,” she declared to April and Margot. “Her body is fucking banging.”

Both of the ladies looked to Hikaru, who was smiling nervously and shrugged as she followed Zara and then sat down in her seat, quickly taking a big sip of her hard lemonade. “If you guys want,” she finally said.

Plans were quickly made as they found a night the next week that would work for all four of them, including Hannah.

“OK, your turn now, Hikki,” Hannah eventually prompted.

“Oh, um, I guess I pick Margot now? Since we all had a turn again?” Hikaru asked, doing the quick math in her head. “Margot, truth or dare?”

“Hmm,” Margot said, tapping three fingers against her chin as she made eye contact with Hikaru. She really hoped the other girl was getting the signal.

This whole game had been part of the plan, after all.

“I’ll take Truth again since it worked out so well last time,” Margot smirked.

“Oh, well, I’m not going to ask about horse penises,” Hikaru giggled, then blushed. “Or human ones. Um… I guess… have you ever had a threesome like April and Zara have?”

Margot made a show of ‘being surprised,’ trying to not overdo it. She had a feeling April wouldn’t suspect this was staged, but Zara might catch a whiff if she overacted. “OK, well…” she finally said, letting her accent drawl out a little as she briefly thought about her friends. “I guess the short answer is yes, I’ve had a threesome like that before.”

“Please, give us the long answer,” Zara smirked.

“Details! Or, like, at least a few,” Hannah chuckled.

“I was actually the third wheel in a relationship between my two best friends back home,” Margot explained. “For a while, we kinda said all three of us were dating, but we kinda knew the whole time that it was them dating, and I just loved them both and we were having fun together without any issues or jealousy or anything. So technically I’ve had a bunch of threesomes with them. Never not with them though, and never two guys at once. And I’d do it again.”

“A threesome, or a three-person relationship?” Hannah asked.

Bless you, Hans, Margot thought, doing a little mental victory dance. “Both,” Margot said. “I mean, I wouldn’t want to be a spare again even though that wasn’t the intent before, I’d want it to be more equal. But yeah, I could see myself in a relationship with multiple people. Even, like four or five. It would need to be a closed circle though, not like… interconnecting pods. I’m pretty fuckin’ liberal but I’m not interested in some complicated web of who’s fuckin’ who or anything.”

“Wild,” Hannah said, shaking her head at the idea.

“Sounds hot to me,” Zara said, smirking over at April.

Fuck, Margot thought. In her planning, she hadn’t been considering that this part of the plan might give Zara ideas.

“It would definitely need to be the right people for something like that to work,” April said, shaking her head and frowning as she looked off into the middle distance, obviously more focused on the theoretical logistics than the people around the living room and what might be getting hinted at.

“That answer your question, Hikki?” Margot asked Hikaru innocently.

“Mhmm,” Hikaru nodded.

“OK, then I think the last one of us I haven’t asked is… Hannah,” Margot said, turning her attention to the petite blonde.

“Oh, God,” Hannah said with a nervous laugh and hid her blushing smile by sipping her drink.

“Oh, come on,” Margot chuckled. “I haven’t given one hard one.”

“Yeah, that means that you’re gonna drop the hammer on me,” Hannah said.

“Fine,” Margot said as she put on a dramatic tone. “Truth or Dare?”

“D-are,” Hannah said, her eyes narrowed as she matched gazes with Margot but hesitating in the middle of her choice.

Margot nodded slowly. “OK. I dare you, Hannah, to… send a flirty picture to the guy you’re going on a date with. Not a nude, but something just to tease him.”

“Nooo,” Hannah said. “I don’t do teasing pics. I don’t know how to.”

“Really? Teasing pics is all I do,” Zara chuckled. Then frowned. “What does that say about me?”

“We can help,” April added. “Half of a good pic is what you send with it, too.”

“Isn’t a picture supposed to be worth a thousand words?” Hannah mumbled into her hands as she rubbed her face.

“Yes, but that’s more for, like, art,” Zara said. “You don’t want a little teasy pic to say that many words. You want it to be more like… a short and simple sentence. Something uncomplicated so that a guy can understand it easily and give you the validation you want.”

“Mmmm,” Hannah whined, kicking her feet and then breaking into a giggle. “Seriously, do I have to? Can I have a different dare?”

“Well now I think you definitely have to,” Margot insisted. “For learning purposes.”

“Ffffiiiine,” Hannah groaned.

Hannah got a crash course in ‘teasing pictures’ from April, Margot, and ‘Master of the Craft’ Zara. It didn’t take long - she was wearing an athletic bra with a crop top, and they sent her into the bathroom to take off the bra so that she’d have the hint of pokey nipples on the top. Then they had her do her hair up in a messy top bun - super casual, sure, but it also accented her neck and Zara explained how the extra height made an easy-to-follow visual line through the picture. Hair-Face-Chest.

Then came the expressions.

“You smile wrong,” Zara said bluntly.

“What? It’s how I smile,” Hannah argued.

“She’s not saying your natural smile is wrong,” April softened the comment. “Just that it’s not the right smile for what you’re trying to say.”

“I don’t even know what I’m trying to say,” Hannah said.

“You’re saying, ‘Hey, this date we’re going on? I’m gonna look hot so you better bring your A-game,’” Zara said. “Your smile says, ‘Hi! I’m peppy!’ Which is like, a thing I guess, but-”

“Put a little smirk on it,” Margot suggested. “Not like, a smirk but just a little attitude.”

They had her sit with her face to the windows to get natural lighting and used a stool from the kitchen to get her better positioned in the light. Then Hannah was turned both ways, and they decided her left side was her ‘better side,’ and then Zara taught her about posing angles. Then twenty pictures were taken and narrowed down until one was selected. Then Zara started doing some wizardry with filters and settings until she handed Hannah back her phone.

“Holy fuck,” Hannah said, her eyebrows shooting up. “I look…”

“Hot,” Zara smirked. “Or, like, more hot.”

“Instagram hot,” April clarified once again for her friend. “You’re pretty and hot, Hannah, but ‘Instagram Hot’ takes a lot of effort.”

“Now send it to the boy,” Margot said.

Hannah made a face, wincing a little.

“Send it!” All three of them said together. Hikaru, who had literally been taking notes on her phone, jumped in her seat at the unified declaration.

“Fine!” Hannah said. “Fine, I’ll send it.” She walked off, hunched over her phone, then sighed and sent the picture. She turned around, a bundle of nerves. “There. I sent it.”

“Good for you,” April said.

“Tell us what he says. Unless he sends you a dick pic, then cancel. That wasn’t a ‘Send me a dick pic’ photo so if he does he isn’t worth your time,” Zara said.

“But if he does send one, show us,” Margot laughed.

Hannah just shook her head, heading back to her spot on the couch and draining her entire beer before going to grab another one from the fridge. She couldn’t believe she’d just sent that picture to Oliver - even if she’d couched it by asking if she looked weird in it. What was he going to think? God, who does he think I’m going to ‘actually’ send it to?

When she got back to her seat again the other girls were also sipping on their drinks, waiting for her.

“Oh, right, my turn,” Hannah said. “Um, who haven’t I asked?”

“Me,” Hikaru said, holding up her hand nervously. Her last dare had been so weird, but she was so scared of her secret about Ollie getting revealed, that she didn’t know what to pick.

“Oh, um, fuck,” Hannah said, shaking her head. “Right. Truth or Dare, Hikki?”

“Tr-” Hikaru started, but then reminded herself this was Hannah. She wouldn’t make her do anything too wild. “Actually, dare,” she decided.

“Mmm’kay,” Hannah said. “Um. Shit, I dunno.” She took another swig of her beer. “I dare you to… Well now that Zara’s said you have such a great body I’m kinda curious, but I’m not gonna make you get naked. Shit. Um. I dare you to… tell us one of your dirty fantasies.”

“What?” Hikaru hiccuped loudly, then covered her mouth as she coughed and blushed.

“That’s a pretty good one,” Zara chuckled.

“But that’s pretty much a Truth,” Hikaru argued. “Just reworded as a dare.”

“She makes a good point,” April said, still sticking up for the younger girl.

“Fine, fine,” Hannah said. “Um. I dare you to… flash out the window. Press your titties against the glass.”

“Oooh,” Margot smirked a little, teasing Hikaru. “Can’t get out of that one.”

Hikaru looked at the windows looking out of the apartment, clearly doing the math. They were multiple stories up, it was a bright sunny day, what were the chances someone actually even saw her?

“Fine,” she said, standing up. “I’ll do that.” She went to the window and prepared to lift her shirt and bra.

“For ten seconds,” Hannah said.

“Five,” Hikaru countered.

“Thirty,” Zara countered with a smirk.

“Five,” April said.

“Ten,” Margot decided, and she said it with enough **** to make it stick.

“Fine,” Hikaru murmured. Then she quickly lifted her shirt and bra and pressed her breasts to the glass window. “One-one thousand, Two-one thousand…” She counted off ten seconds, blushing and squeezing her eyes shut, until she reached the end and quickly pulled away and lowered her shirt, reaching underneath to fix her bra as she glared at Hannah. “Done?”

“Good job,” Hannah grinned at her.

“Really good job,” Margot added encouragingly. “Badass, even.”

“What did I tell you about owning your bad bitch bod?” Zara said, going over to Hikaru and taking her by the shoulders so she could look into the younger woman’s eyes. “If anyone actually saw you, they’re nothing but jealous right now. Or turned on. Or both.”

“Fine,” Hikaru murmured, finishing with her bra and letting Zata pull her into a hug. When they were done they came back to the couches and Hikaru grunted as she sat down and then drained her can of hard lemonade, setting it down. “You guys are crazy.”

“At least it’s a fun crazy?” April offered.

That made Hikaru smile just a little. “Fine. You’re ‘fun crazy.’ I think I need to ask April now, right? OK. Truth or Dare?”

“Keep the ball rolling, don’t bitch out,” Zara teased. “Pick dare.”

“Fine,” April said, sticking her tongue out at her friend and then looking back at Hikaru. “I pick dare.”

Hikaru chewed on her bottom lip for a long moment in thought, then blushed without saying anything.

“Oh, she thought of something good,” Margot chuckled.

“Come on, Hikki,” Hannah encouraged her. “What do you have?”

“One second,” Hikaru said, then got up and went to the kitchen, opening Margot’s fridge. She rustled around in there, opening a drawer, and then came back holding a cucumber. She held it out to April. “I dare you to show us how you can manage to give a blowjob to Oliver when he’s this big.”

The cackles from the other girls filled the entire apartment with their delight.

“Oh my God,” April mumbled as she took the offered cucumber. Then she sighed and shook her head. “Fine. Watch closely, OK?”

April gave a demonstration of her love of Ollie’s cock for the next few minutes, not explaining anything - because fuck the girls - but not holding back either. She licked the cucumber, teased the tip of it with her lips, then slowly started to suck on it.

“Don’t forget the balls,” Zara called to her.

April rolled her eyes at her friends and pretended to dip down below the cucumber to the imaginary balls, blowing kisses on them, before going back to the veggie blowjob. Then, taking their cheers and laughter as a challenge, she tilted her head back and made a show of swallowing more, and more, of the cucumber until she had it partially in her throat. She held it there for a long moment before pulling it back out and coughing into her elbow, her eyes watering hard enough to spill over and need wiping.

“OK, there you go,” April said, then coughed again. “That’s how I manage Ollie.”

“To be fair, it’s a lot hotter to see in real life,” Zara smirked.

April wiped off the cucumber, wincing a little at the amount of spittle she’d left on it. “Sorry,” she said, looking at Margot.

“It’s fine,” Margot chuckled, taking it and looking it over. Then she grinned. “At least she didn’t dare you to show how you handle it the other way.”

That got a round of guffaws from all the ladies until April turned with an evil glint in her eye to Zara.

“Truth!” Zara called, still laughing. “I pick truth! I’m not sticking something that big up my cooch unless it’s Ollie and I’ve been well prepared.”

April broke back into laughter, shaking her head at her friend, before sighing and thinking how weird it was that they were being so open about the fact that Zara had been in a threesome with her and Ollie. With Ollie’s three closest girl friends.

“What happened to ‘keep the ball rolling?’” April asked, wiping her eyes and cheeks again. The laughter had brought just as many tears as the deep-throating had.

“Fine, Dare, then,” Zara said. “But not that.”

April rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Fine. Not that. Then I dare you to… Call Oliver right here and tell him exactly how good two nights ago was, and what you want to do with him right now.”

The room was silent, all three of the other girls looking at April with wide eyes and then swivelling over to look at Zara. All of them were keenly interested, and trying not to give away quite how interested, or why.

“Fine,” Zara shrugged. “You think I’m scared of that?”

“No,” April said. “But I think it would take a dare to get you to do it.”

“I’ll do it,” Zara said, taking out her phone and scrolling through her contacts before rolling her eyes. “I need his number.”

“You slept with him before you got his phone number?” Hikaru asked, a little incredulous.

“Well, it wasn't like we planned it,” Zara defended herself. April read off the number for her, impressing Hannah that she already had it memorised, not just saved on her phone. Once Zara had the contact saved she called and raised her phone to her ear. The ringing was just loud enough to prove that she was actually making the call.

“Hello, Oliver speaking,” Ollie answered, each of the other girls used to the polite way he answered the phone.

“Hey, Ollie, it’s Zara,” the redhead said, looking each of the other girls in the eye briefly. “You should save my number because you’re going to need it in the future. Are you still out or are you at home now?” He responded, though the girls couldn’t hear his answer clearly. “OK,” Zara responded. “I wanted to tell you that the other night you changed my fucking life. With your mouth, your hands, and your mammoth cock. It was a sexual awakening. The last day and a half I’ve been horny as hell, dreaming of the next time April and I fuck you again. You were an absolutely perfect lover, and I’m sitting here getting wet just thinking about how good you were. When April and I are done hanging out with the girls, we’re going to come to your place and I’m going to worship your cock. I want to suck on it, I want to feel it all over my body, and I want it to carve it deep into my little pussy again until I can taste it on my tongue. And I want to do it right alongside April because that threesome with you and her was Goddamn fucking magical and we’re going to do that over and over. OK?”

The girls were all silent, jaws dropped at how detailed and nasty Zara had been.

The silence was so complete that they could all hear Oliver’s reply.

“Um… Thank you?”

“You’re welcome, you fucking stud,” Zara said. “See you soon.”

“Zara, I-”

She hung up on him. “Good?” she asked April.

Her friend silently nodded, licking her lips. April had been planning that they’d go over to Ollie that evening no matter what, but she hadn’t expected it would be so explicitly to have another threesome. Especially with Hannah, Margot and Hikaru fully in the know. “Yep, that, uh, that definitely completed the dare,” she said.

“Jesus,” Hannah finally said, wiping her brow and blinking. “Ollie must be shitting his pants after that. Zara, that was… hot, and scary, and… Wow.”

Zara shrugged, playing it off as not that big a deal even though she was absolutely freaking out on the inside. She’d told the truth. The whole fucking truth. She’d let a guy know exactly what she was thinking, what she wanted, and what she was planning on offering him. She’d given up all the power. Instead of letting that feeling in her chest start to boil over, she looked pointedly at Margot. “Truth or Dare, and if you pick truth then you’re ruining the streak.”

Margot looked Zara in the eye. This moment had been looming since the start of the second round, well over an hour now, and Zara had had plenty of time to work out her ****. And Margot knew now that if she picked truth, she would lose. Not just the little challenge between them, but she’d probably lose her hope at getting with Oliver. Zara wouldn’t just have the bragging rights between them, but she wouldn’t see Margot as an equal. Margot, however inadvertent, had taken a shot at her with the ‘Name three things you love’ dare, and now Zara needed the chance to get her back and Margot had to take it on the chin for the other woman, the one already sleeping with Oliver, to respect her.

“Dare,” Margot said confidently.

“I dare you to strip naked, run down the hallway, knock on Oliver’s door and stay there until he opens it,” Zara said.

“Holy shit,” Hannah blurted out.

“Zara-” April said, clearly wanting to argue that it was too far.

Hikaru was just looking wide-eyed, but in her mind, she was thinking that in a twisted way it sort of… worked. For the plan. Though there was no way she could have done that dare.

“Done,” Margot said, playing it cool as she stood up. “I assume you guys will want to watch?”

“Gotta make sure you do it,” Zara said, standing up as well.

The others followed as Margot led the way to her front door. Once she was there she quickly pulled off her socks, then shimmied out of her loose sweatpants, leaving her in a pair of basic panties. She was wearing a tank top and bra, so she pulled off the top first and quickly undid the bra, revealing her tits to the girls. She knew they might not have been quite as big as April’s but they were nicely shaped and perky, with perfect silver dollar areolas and little gumdrop nipples. Her mother had warned her that her tits would balloon during pregnancy and she’d lose their perfection just like every woman in their family, but for now, she was pretty damn happy with them. She could also see all four of the other ladies eyeing them as she pushed down her panties and kicked them off, revealing her neatly trimmed landing strip and full ass. Margot may not have been a thin little model like Zara, but she knew she looked good in the buff.

“Here I go,” Margot said with a confident, if fronting, smirk and then unlocked her front door and dashed out, quickly skipping down the apartment complex hallway without even peeking out first. Thankfully there wasn’t anyone out there.

Hannah was the first to poke her head out the door after the cowgirl, and she moved out into the hallway as the others crowded in as well. She watched Margot practically flounce to a stop in front of Ollie and Hikaru’s apartment door, glance back at the girls with a smirk and a shimmy of her shoulders that made her boobs bounce, and then knock on the door before striking a pose with her hands on her hips as she waited.

She was jealous of… just about everything about Margot. Hannah didn’t like admitting it, even just to herself, but she was. Margot was taller, had those amazing tits, and that full butt. Her hair was so nice with its natural volume and she got it so silky looking, and she was so fucking confident. Hannah started repeating her mantra in her head, trying to remind herself that she was cool, collected, confident and hot too. Just in a different way than Margot.

Ollie opened his door down the hallway, the sound echoing through the corridor.

“Hey there, sailor,” Margot said, still striking her pose.

Hannah couldn’t imagine how nervous she would have been doing the same thing. Hoping that she would see some sort of spark of joy, and arousal, in him at suddenly seeing her naked. She hadn’t told the others but he’d texted her back about the ‘teasing selfie’ and had said she looked really pretty, but not exactly like herself even if he couldn’t put a finger on why. Hannah knew it was the filters, and that he’d been answering her honestly, but it still kind of hurt a little bit that he immediately saw through the fact that Zara had done her wizardry and he didn’t take at face value that Hannah could look like that. And she knew that wasn’t fair, at all, to him because he probably knew her face better than she did. The idea of actually sending an actual nude of herself, or standing in front of him naked, was almost anxiety-inducing and she was having huge second-hand embarrassment on Margot’s behalf.

“Oh my God, Margot!” Ollie said loudly, the shock in his voice clear. Then something happened that none of the ladies had considered. Oliver reached out and grabbed Margot by the arms, pulling her into his apartment. “Get in here, are you OK? Did you get locked out or-” The door shut with the distinct, booming sound of the apartment doors, followed by the clatch of the heavy-duty door handle latch.

“Oh, shit,” Hikaru, of all people, said quietly.

“Pff-ff-f-fff-ff-fffftt,” Zara started quietly laughing, the air escaping through her pursed lips.

“Oh. My God,” Hannah murmured.

April was looking on wide-eyed, her jaw slightly open as she tried to find the words but her mind slipped like she’d walked onto black ice.

Hannah looked at the others, then back down the hallway, then back to the others. “What, um, what do we… do now?” she finally asked.

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