Go to the Party with Missy

I really liked the guys we were dancing with, and I was up for some fun, so Missy and I said goodnight to Tammy and went back to the bar. We told the guys we would go to the party with them, and we all left together. Fortunately it was a brief walk, as I could feel the **** was affecting me.

We got to the party, and it was a basic keg type party, filled with people from our college. We danced some more, and I noticed the touching and copping feels was increasing as the night went on. Fortunately, the **** helped me forget that my breasts were practically on display, and I gave up tugging my skirt down to my knees.

As the night wore on, some people left, and others paired up and went upstairs. I noticed Missy was getting a lot of attention, and was practically dry humping some of the guys she was dancing with. We were all thoroughly drunk, and with only a few partial bottles of booze, we settled down to play drinking games. The guys outnumbered the girls, and the guys voted to play “Truth or Dare”.

There were a few people before me, and I wasn’t surprised that as the game went along, the dares got more and more sexual in nature.

A guy and a girl that I didn’t know went into the other room and switched underwear. She had trouble keeping his boxers up when they came back, but the guy’s bulge completely filled the girl’s panties. One of the guys who chose “truth” had to tell the story of being seduced by one of his mom’s friends at his high school graduation party. Missy was next to me, and when she was dared to lift her skirt and let one of the guys take her panties off with his teeth, she didn’t hesitate.

The next guy was dared to drink a shot of rum out of my cleavage. I left him do it, but his fingers seemed to find my nipples through my top as he was doing the shot.

After that it was my turn. The party host asked me, “Truth or Dare”