Truth or Dare?

Ashley scurried down to the beach and immediately ran over to Heather to whisper in her ear. “I just saw Zach naked!” she squealed.

“Shut the fuck up! How was it?” the brunette whispered back.

“Pretty good! He’s got a nice butt!”

“Okay that’s always nice. How about his dick though?”

Before the blonde could answer, Kurt interrupted, “Excuse me, anything you two would like to share with the class?”

This time, Ashley had her wits about her first. “No Kurt, just talking about how your fly is down.”

Kurt immediately checked, only to look back up with an eye roll when he found out she was messing with him. “Very funny, thanks for looking.”

At this time, Zack made his way to the beach with the blankets, his heavy breathing showing that he had probably run from the cottage. He tried to make eye contact with Ashley, but she conspicuously ignored his gaze.

“So, nice fire everyone. Is it s’more time yet?” Zack asked.

“No, I had that same question, but Kurt said we need to wait for the fire to make some coals, since they cook marshmallows, not flames,” said Chloe.

“That’s going to take some time,” Heather piped up, “how about a game in the meantime?”

“Spin the Bottle! Seven Minutes in Heaven!” Kurt yelled.

“Of the five people you could get, you have your cousin and two dudes. I didn’t think you were bisexual or into ****, is this how you tell us, Kurt?” Zack teased as everyone laughed.

Ashley had a better idea. “As fun as it is to keep busting on Kurt, how about Truth or Dare?”

“Ooh yes!” Heather said, as everyone cheered, Gavin and Chloe a little bit quieter and after everyone else, “Kurt, give me that stupid hat you won’t take off. Everyone, tear off a piece of newspaper, write your name on it, and put it in the hat.”

Everyone complied and Heather continued, “I’m pulling out two names. First person asks the question of the second person, then comes up with the truth or dare. After you do a prompt, you get to pull the next name out and come up with something for them. Simple enough?”

After they all agreed, Heather pulled out the first two names.

“Aaaaaaaand we have, drumroll please… Gavin and Chloe!” she said, to a round of cheers.

“Okay Chloe,” Gavin mumbled, “truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Booooooo—" Kurt piped up.

“Kurt, shut up. Gavin, go ahead.” Heather cut off her cousin.

“Let’s see. What do we want to know about Chloe… oh, I know. Chloe, how did you spend your fifteenth birthday?” Gavin said, his lips curling into a mischievous smile.

“Oh you dick!” Chloe cried out and pushed Gavin off his plastic chair and onto the soft sand, just as Zack started laughing; Gavin joined Zack in laughing as he got up from the ground.

“Why Zack, what’s so funny? Chloe, are you Latina? Did you have a quincenara gone wrong or something that Gavin wants more information about?” Heather asked.

“No, Gavin knows exactly what happened, he just wants me to tell all of you, the jerk! All right, so when I turned fifteen, I thought I’d be woken up by pancakes and bacon, just like I had for the previous six years before that. Instead, my mom honked this really loud airhorn in my face and told me we were going shopping for my birthday present. So I get dressed and she drives us over to the strip mall off of Preston.”

“Wait, isn’t that the one with like, a hardware store, a dry cleaner, and a couple fast food places?” Kurt asked.

Gavin cheekily answered first. “Yes, but it used to have another store, right Chloe?”

“There was a sex store there,” Chloe continued, as the other girls started squealing, “and my mom gave me this big speech about how fifteen was a big age and she wanted to make sure I could take care of myself, so I didn’t have some guy do it just because I was horny.”

“Aww, that’s actually really sweet of her,” Ashley put a hand on her friend’s shoulder.

“Pfft, like I could be that horny,” Chloe lied and then quickly continued the story before she could be questioned, “anyway, so we go in and she made sure I looked around at everything, ‘so I would know what was out there.’”

“You know we’re not going to let you stop until you tell the whole story, Chloe,” Gavin pounced, smile still plastered on his face.

“AND THEN I PICKED OUT A TINY LITTLE RABBIT, ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!” Chloe yelled at him, as everyone laughed.

Zack was the one who answered this time. “Oh, and Chloe, what about the birthdays after that?”

“That wasn’t part of the question!” his redheaded friend exclaimed.

“But we need to know now!” Ashley prodded, eyes gleaming.

“…fine. I go every year with my mom on my birthday (we go to the place in the Seacourt Mall now) and get a new toy. It’s a really nice bonding experience that I look forward to every time. This year, I was worried she wouldn’t go with me, now that I’m eighteen, but it was the same as it was the previous three years. We even got brunch this time and she listened while I talked about the future. Then she told me some stories about her life I’d never heard before; it made me feel like an adult.”

“Chloe, that is very, very sweet,” Heather said, giving her a hug, “but unfortunately that is only the first truth or dare of the game, let’s get this party going! Draw a name out of the hat, let’s see who you are daring.”

The busty redhead opened up the piece of paper she had drawn and read aloud, “Ashley, truth or dare!”

“Oh, it’s me! Okay, truth. And Kurt, don’t say it.”

The stockier boy held his hands up in mock shock.

Chloe rolled her eyes, then turned back to Ashley. “I guess I never heard why you and Brandon broke up?”

Ashley wrinkled her nose and Chloe instantly worried she had screwed up some sort of girl code.

“Ash, you don’t have to get into this,” Heather said, putting her hand on the blonde’s shoulder.

“No, no, we don’t hold back during the hallowed proceedings of Truth or Dare,” she said morosely, before continuing. “It’s actually not that complicated. He got drunk on prom night and admitted he was more attracted to my sister. Kind of hard to stay with a guy after that.”

“How did you find out?”

“Kurt! Fuck, you can’t just ask that.” Zack shot the older boy a look of daggers.

Ashley laughed bitterly, “Oh fuck me, that’s the worst part. We were making out and it was going further for the first time. I took my dress off and for a split-second, I could see the disappointment on his face. He tried to deny it, but I knew what I saw and I stupidly pressed him about it. He admitted the football team had shared a nude of her a couple years ago. When I showed some interest in him, he hoped I looked the same under my clothes as she did. Fucking sorry, dude. Anyway, I’ve put up a few pictures online, obviously nothing like what the football team passed around, but enough that I won’t be accused of false advertising in the future.”

“Ashley, that’s… super shitty, I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve that, nor should you have to do any ‘advertising’,” Zack said, looking her in the eyes.

“Eh, still not as slutty as Heather’s insta,” Ashley said, sticking her tongue out at her friend. The rest of the group paused in an awkward moment while the two girls stared each other down, then erupted into laughter, the tension leaving the firepit.

Heather could tell her friend was getting trying to pivot the conversation, so she found an appropriate segue.

“I remember you missed my big after-prom party here. It’s probably why my dad let all of you come, you weren’t a part of promageddon, as he calls it. Actually, what did the rest of you do, I don’t remember you being here for that?”

“We went over to my house,” Zack spoke for the group.

“Oh fun, did your parents clear out and let you guys go wild?” Heather asked

“Um, no. They stayed upstairs though, and we played video games until 3 AM in the basement.”

Chloe knew Zack had been invited to Heather’s after-prom party. Zack would never admit it, but Chloe had seen his big smile when he got the invite. She saw over his shoulder that he went right to the guest list and saw neither Chloe nor Gavin, then right after that he put his phone away and suggested the late-night gaming session. In fact, Chloe was pretty sure he’d lost out on a prom date after the girl had heard what after-prom plans Zack had turned down.

Now she could see his face turning a little red, even with the fire as the only light.

“It was such a great night, best one in a long time,” Chloe said, even though it was at best a slightly above average Friday night for her group. “Now, Ashley, who have we got next?”

Ashley riffled around and pulled out a name. “Kurt, truth or dare?”

Kurt scoffed, “Like you need to ask. Dare.”

Ashley looked him dead in the eye. “Arm-wrestle Chloe. If you lose, you have to take your pants off.”

Kurt raised an eyebrow. “You could have just dared me to take my pants off. What’s in it for me, does she take hers off when I beat her?”

Ashley raised both of hers and tilted her head towards him slightly. “No, because you want to be that first one to break the ice. Either you don’t get what you want, or you lose to a girl.”

“Pfft, yeah, like that’ll happen. Okay, sorry that you made such a boring dare. I don’t really see a table; Chloe, are we doing this lying down?”

“Sure, makes sense to me,” Chloe answered, then in a low voice said to Ashley, “Ash, what’s your angle here? He looks way bigger than me.”

“He’s going to underestimate you and try to show off by toying with you,” the blonde replied, “plus that muscle is for show, not function. Besides, we both know you’re much cleverer than him, that has to count for something. You’ve got this.”

The two lay down and placed their right arms up flat on the ground, then raised their forearms until they clasped hands. Ashley, as the darer, was elected as the one to commence the battle. Kurt turned his head and winked at her, which Ashley took as a perfect time to give Chloe a quick start.

“Go!”

Chloe pressed the advantage early, the **** she put in shocking Kurt and forcing him to put everything he had into it just to keep his hand at the 45-degree angle she had already gotten him into.

“I should have known from the woodchopping. You’re stronger than you look.” Kurt said to her.”

“You’re weaker,” she grimaced back, but Kurt was slowly moving their arms back towards the starting position.

“Come on Chloe, do something!” Ashley cheered, leaning down as she craned for a better angle.

This gave Chloe a wonderful, fantastic, mischievous idea. She scooted herself forward at Kurt, as the struggle had pushed the two of them away from each other, their forearms going closer to parallel with the sand. However, before she did so, she reached her left hand over to the neck of her sweater and bras and pulled it down with her index and middle finger, thereby exposing a modest window of cleavage right in Kurt’s eyeline. Kurt’s eyes widened as he saw the fullness of her enormous breasts pushed against both each other and the sand, but Chloe couldn’t see that, as she put everything she had into pinning his hand, which she did!

“Hey, no fair, she—” Kurt started.

“Absolutely fair, you’re just a poor loser,” Heather retorted, sticking her tongue out at her cousin.

Kurt thought about opening his mouth but thought better of it. Even if it wasn’t the most sporting technique, he’d certainly enjoyed what he got to see. And even if she had lost, it’s not like the stakes were that high for Chloe. Besides, he had an idea.

“Sorry, you’re right. Congratulations Chloe.”

The two arm wrestlers got up as he said this, then Kurt offered his hand to Chloe for a shake. Ever the athlete herself, Chloe accepted on instinct and Kurt held the handshake just long enough for him to lean in and say, “nice play, very creative. I’d love to see it again. Or if we wrestle again, maybe you’ll need some other moves next time.”

Chloe gave him a suspicious look, not sure if he was being serious or just trying to throw her off now that she had gotten the best of him.

“Kurt, I believe you have a payment to make,” Heather reminded him with a cheshire cat’s grin.

“I’m a man of my word. Ladies, take a look!” Kurt undid the buckle to his belt slowly, then pulled the belt off with a flourish. He started swaying his hips and humming some cheesy stripper music as he undid the button on his jeans, moving the zipper down his jeans so slow it seemed like he was getting one tooth at a time. Eventually, Heather could tell he was wearing a set of navy-blue boxer briefs.

“Boo, navy-blue, so boring!” she razzed her cousin.

“Sorry to disappoint, my white boxers with hearts are in the wash,” Kurt retorted, “now, where was I?”

He turned around, giving the girls a view of his ass as he dropped the pants. Heather and Chloe leaned in on either side of Ashley to whisper.

“Decent package,” Chloe commented, earning an eyebrow raise from Ashley.

“Wasn’t looking at that part, but I can acknowledge a quality ass when I see it,” Heather added.

“Not as good as Zack’s!” Ashley giggled back.

“Wait, what? The ass or the package?” Chloe hissed over, but Ashley made a cupping motion with her hands that Chloe took to mean his butt, as she was not ready to contemplate her friend having a penis that required two hands to mime holding.

“Alright, time for a new name,” Kurt started, reaching over into the hat. “Heather, truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

Kurt picked up the bag of marshmallows and threw it over to Heather.

Heather rolled her eyes at Kurt. “Oh what, I’m going to see how many I can stuff in my mouth? Here you go.”

Kurt waited for Heather to get four in her mouth and reach for a fifth one before giving her the bad news. “Not quite what I had in mind, although very good job on that. No, I dare you to eat a marshmallow out of Chloe’s cleavage. In front of the rest of us, obviously.”

Heather gave Chloe a look that she hoped read, “this is not what I had planned for your big reveal, let me try to get you out of this” as she spat out the marshmallows in her mouth.

“Eww, gross! Not just Chloe, but we’ve been out in the sun all day and now we’re sitting around a hot fire. We’re all so sweaty, this is nasty!”

Kurt was ever so pleased with himself. Not only was he going to see Chloe’s cleavage again, it seemed Heather was also mad at her dare.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, does that mean you’re backing out?”

Before Heather could respond, Chloe put her hand on Heather’s, on the log the three girls were sharing, then gave it a quick squeeze. The two shared a look, the redhead smiled, and she stood up.

“Here goes nothing,” Chloe mumbled to herself, then she pulled her arms inside the sweater. From there, she reached down and pulled it over her head, trying to be as smooth as possible, but definitely struggling just the slightest bit as she got the sweater over her head.

Fortunately, nobody noticed the difficulty because their jaws were in various states of dropping. No two ways about it, Chloe’s chest was fantastic. Round and full, with two sports bras keeping them up nice and high, they were the largest any of the group had ever seen.

Ashley and Heather, who had fresh memories of what they’d seen earlier today, were the first to start cheering.

“Yes girl, proud of you!”

“Okay, those are the tits I’m about to motorboat!”

The crassness of Heather’s statement got everyone to laugh, even Chloe. The ice broken, Kurt whistled, and the boys clapped politely. Zack had an inkling of what Chloe might be hiding from their runs together, but Gavin was the only one of the group who’d had no idea.

“Jesus H. Christ,” he muttered before he could catch himself, hoping no one heard.

Chloe grabbed a marshmallow from the bag and pulled the neckline on her bras down with both hands, using the middle, ring, and pinky finger on her right hand while the other two fingers put the marshmallow between her breasts. The air seemed to leave the beach as the expanse of her bosom was slowly revealed. She took care to push her boobs upwards, so the marshmallow would stand flat without having to go too far into her cleavage, but it caused all the boys’ attention to catch the jiggle as the process happened.

“Heather, whenever you’re ready, darling.”

The bright of the moonlight clashed beautifully with the warm light of the fire dancing on Chloe’s wonderful pale tits as Heather leaned in with a smile. She gave Chloe a quick kiss on the top of her left breast, then curled her tongue into a hook that flicked the marshmallow into her mouth, leaving minimal saliva in the process. She raised her eyes to meet Chloe, gave her a wink, then turned back to the rest of the group and put her hands up as she flounced into a curtsy.

“Woo!” was as good as she could get out as she chewed the marshmallow and walked over to the hat to draw again. It took her a bit to swallow, but once she had, she read out the name she had pulled.

“Zacky, truth or dare?”

“Truth.” Zack was worried this game was getting out of hand quickly and while Chloe seemed to be reveling in it, he figured wanted to be sure she wasn’t going too fast. A truth seemed right for that. However, Heather had other ideas.

“Zachary Bishop, how did you lose your virginity?”

“How do you know I’m not a virgin?” Zack said, a little too quickly.

“I was guessing, but you just confirmed it. I mean, you could lie and tell us you are. I have no ‘smoking gun’ to pull out for evidence. But sometimes, a lady just knows,” Heather shrugged, her eyes never leaving Zack’s.

“Sorry Heather, Zack would have told me,” Gavin said, a hint of worry in his voice.

Zack couldn’t meet Gavin’s eyes and he was having a hard time with Heather’s too, since she had him so dead to rights. He was going to have to talk about this with Gavin after. Chloe too, although he had a sneaking suspicion that she already knew. And shit, what is Ashley going to think? Fuck it, here goes nothing.

“It was junior year. Some of you might remember Lisa Rivera and I dated for a few months. Towards the end we would have these screaming fights, then make up and have intense make outs. Obviously, neither of us were thinking right because the make outs quickly escalated. I think in the course of about a week we went from handjobs to fully fucking. We were so dumb; we didn’t even use a condom. After I took her to get Plan B, we both realized it was toxic as fuck. I was the one who said the words to end it, but I think she was just about to as well. Anyway, she’s not a bad person; we just don’t work together.”

After a strenuous silence, it was Kurt who spoke up first.

“That was depressing, thank you Heather.”

Gavin leaned over to Zack.

“Dude, I never knew. I mean, we knew you were fighting a lot and unhappy,” he said, pointing to Chloe and himself, “but I didn’t know about the rest of it.”

“I’m not proud of it. I haven’t been with anyone since then.”

“Was it not good?” Chloe asked.

“It was… fleeting,” Zack said, after a moment of thought, “I thought it would mean something, fix everything, but it didn’t.”

“Mine was with a family friend,” Heather offered, wanting to distract from Zack’s despair, “he invited me to a party and he was hot, with a six pack and messy hair. We got to talking and found a bedroom. I didn’t tell him it was my first time, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he knew. He was really good, did most of the work and told me how pretty I was. He was probably the best I’ve had, but there’s been good and bad since. Sex doesn’t have to be a magic movie moment. Most of the time, it’s just fun.”

Kurt looked around and could see Chloe, Gavin, and Ashley paying rapt attention. He made note that these three were probably virgins.

He picked up where Heather left off. “Sex can (and should) be fun, but it’s also emotionally ****. Putting aside any romantic aspects, you’ll see the other person naked, making weird faces and sounds. If both (or more) people know what they’re getting into, that’s great. If not, things can go like they did for Zack, which, sorry dude, that sucks for you.”

“Also, consent is super important,” he added, “not just to the sex itself, but the acts you’re going to do. You don’t want to think you’re getting a blowjob and instead the chick walks out wearing a ten-inch strap-on. Especially if it’s your first time with someone, it never hurts to ask and getting a verbal and enthusiastic ‘yes’ will make sure you don’t get blamed for any problems afterwards.”

Ashley gave an appreciative nod. “Kurt, I always thought you were the rapey frat guy type. Good to hear otherwise.”

Kurt didn’t take the bait and answered honestly. “Someone I know was accused and is currently awaiting trial. She says he date-**** her; he says they were both just blackout drunk and he doesn’t remember much. I’d like to think a guy I knew in kindergarten wouldn’t do that, but I don’t know why she would lie. Anyway, I know that if I always have clear consent, it’ll never be a problem. Maybe I miss out on getting laid a few times by being stuffy, but I’ll make that trade over not going to jail every day. Anyway, Zack pick out a name!”

Kurt clapped and that seemed to shake everyone back to reality. Zack pulled out a name and read aloud, “Oh, back to Heather! Truth or dare?”

“You know I’m always a ‘dare’ girl.”

“Alright then, fuck it. I dare you to kiss Gavin.”

Heather turned to Gavin and gave him a mock pouty face, her eyes gleaming. “Gavin, do I have your consent to kiss?”

If Gavin had time to think this over, he would have been prepared, maybe given some smooth response he spent half the day thinking up. Unfortunately, nothing in his life to this point had prepared him for the most popular girl from his high school to ask if she could kiss him and he did not have half a day to think. So instead, what he could muster up was, “Guh, yes?”

Heather enjoyed what moldable putty this boy was. “Sorry Gavin, that felt like you were unsure, I don’t know if I feel comfortable now” she said, an enormous grin spreading across her face.

“Yes, yes, yes I would like this very much please!” Gavin said immediately.

“Well, I suppose if you’re sure, I’d hate to decline a dare…”

Heather slowly strode over to the seated Gavin, leaned down towards him, and put her hand on his right cheek, then pulled his face towards hers before puckering her lips and delicately lowering them onto the left cheek, just beside his lips, pressing into him for an inordinately long amount of time and teasing a little bit of tongue on the edge of his mouth. She stood up quickly and clapped his right cheek gently, giving him an earnest smile this time. As she looked down, she saw that he still had his phone in his pocket, bulging out at her. Unbelievable, this guy! He’d gone back to the cottage and changed pants but kept his phone on him! Oh well, the dazed look he had on his face was very cute.

Gavin was too stunned to speak and immediately raised his fingertips to the cheek Heather had just kissed. When he pulled them away, he saw the unmistakable red that matched Heather’s lipstick. That broke his reverie, as he laughed and turned his cheek to show the rest of the group. He was getting nervous that the game was escalating, and he hadn’t had his name pulled yet, but this was pretty great. Not that anybody knew it, but he had never kissed anyone on the lips. As much as Heather would be a really hot first kiss, he wanted it to be with someone who wanted him, not just a dare.

“Ooooh, she left a trophy for ya Gavin!” Chloe yelled.

“I did. Now, what about you Miss Chloe, truth or dare?” Heather asked, waving the paper she had just pulled out of the hat.

“I guess I have to do dare after that, don’t I?”

“I was going to tease you if you didn’t, yes. Now, go over there and give Kurt a lap dance!”

“Oh my god, Heather, no! I don’t dance, you’re all going to laugh!”

“Let me tell you as a cheerleader, lap dancing and actual dancing are completely different. Besides, Kurt isn’t looking for perfect choreography, right cousin?”

“Nope, I just want your butt on my lap.”

“See, that’s where the bar is. Now Gavin, play some cheesy music!”

“Bow chicka wow wow?” the nerdy boy beatboxed hesitantly.

“No, on your phone, silly!” Heather rolled her eyes.

“Oh, I left that in my room when we got here after I couldn’t find Wi-Fi.”

Huh, Heather thought. No time to dwell on that now.

“Okay Chloe, that’s probably a good thing, no need to go for the full length of a song now,” Heather encouraged, “go show him what you’ve got.”

“Go Chloe!” Ashley yelled.

“Ugh, here goes nothing,” Chloe said, awkwardly standing up and stepping through feet on the way over to Kurt. She put her hands on his knees and started to move her hips side to side, her feet in place. The busty redhead turned her face up, looking the pants-less boy straight in the eyes. He saw her nervous look and turned his smile from what had previously been best described as hungry to much more of a friendly look.

She smiled back and turned around, lowering herself down onto his lap, reminded that his pants were still off from earlier as she started to feel a prodding in between her legs. Jesus, her yoga shorts had never felt so thin! She tried her best to rotate her hips in a consistent motion, putting her hands up in her hair and praying that she had enough control of her legs still to stay upright.

“Whoa,” Kurt said, gripping the sides of his chair and trying desperately not to cum. No matter what Chloe said about it being her first time, she had very good instincts and her curvaceous ass was very soft. God he just knew she had a fat pussy under there that he would love to devour.

Chloe looked back at the rest of the group, who had gone eerily silent since Chloe turned around.

“Is that enough?” she asked innocently.

Collectively snapped out of their trance by her words, Zack was the first to say something.

“Yeah, great job Chloe.”

“Alright, girly!” Ashley cheered.

“That was hot as fuck, thank you.” Kurt took her hands and steadied her as she stood back up.

She walked over, once again awkwardly stepping over feet, any grace she showed in the lap dance fully exhausted and picked out a name from the hat.

“Kurt!” she laughed.

“Dare me, honey,” he replied.

“Why are you sitting there looking like Pooh Bear? Take your shirt off, with more style than you took your pants off please.”

The group laughed and Kurt got up, flexing around in his tank top to his left and to his right.

“Hoorah! Who wants some of this, yeah?!” he exaggerated his motions and dropped his voice ridiculously low, like a wrestling announcer. “Oh yeah, he can go all right, he can go all night! You know him, you love him, it’s King Kurt!”

“Give it to us, Your Highness!” Zack hollered and the rest of the group clapped, laughing.

“And a one, and a two, and a GRAAAWWW!!” Kurt yelled as he grabbed the neck of his shirt and tore it open, stomping around the outside of the fire as he pulled the shirt and slipped it off.

“Woohoo, alright there, tough guy. Give us a pose?” Ashley requested.

Kurt smiled at her and dipped towards her, curling his left arm, popping his bicep, and winking at her over it.

“Always a pleasure to hear the support of my fans,” he chuckled, walking over to the hat. “Okay, Ashley, that’s you, truth or dare?”

“I’ll take a dare.”

“I’m not using Zack’s wishy-washy language. Come make out with me!”

“Whoa, involving yourself in someone else’s dare for your benefit? That has to be cheating!” Chloe cried out.

“Oh pssh, all’s fair in love, war, and stupid party games. Ash, no one is going to make you, but a dare is a dare. I just made Chloe lap dance him, I’m not exactly in a position to judge,” Heather arbitrated.

With a slight shrug to Zack, though he couldn’t tell if it was an apology for kissing Kurt rather than him or sympathy over his dare being called ‘wishy-washy’, Ashley strolled over to Kurt, put both her legs off to his right side and placed her hands on his cheeks. She leaned in, lips closed at first, expecting him to be overly eager with his tongue, but he was surprisingly gentle.

For his part, Kurt’s heart was racing with nervous anticipation. As much experience as he had, the first kiss was always such an exciting moment, especially when the woman was a lithe blonde with stunning tanned legs and perfect toned arms to go along with soft blue eyes. She descended into his lap and leaned into him, so he put his right arm around to hold her. His lips tingled as they met hers. He explored her willingness for more by tilting his head to the side and heard just the slightest of gasps when he nibbled her lower lip. Taking this as support, he tentatively opened his mouth, just enough for his tongue to snake out and tease her lips to request entrance. She clearly knew the invitation as she opened her mouth and moved one hand to the nape of his neck and the other to his firm pecs, bringing him closer to her and incidentally brushing the thin fabric clinging to her chest against his nude one.

This was all so much, Kurt wasn’t sure if he was happier about the speed with which he could feel her heart pound, the warmth of her soft chest pressing into him, or the tongue that was exploring his lips. He opened his mouth to her, pushing his tongue forward delicately, twisting it so that just the tips of their tongues were touching, then retreating into his own mouth. The women he’d been with before had always liked when he’d done this and Ashley was no exception, pushing her tongue further into his mouth, where the two twisted around each other, dancing a wonderfully improvised tango.

Ashley retracted her tongue and took a light bite of Kurt’s upper lip, pulling away slowly as she felt Kurt’s fingertips press into her back and stroke down.

“Ohhhhhh…” she purred, hoping it was low enough that only Kurt heard her.

She popped up, hoping to separate herself before anyone else got any ideas. She practically ran to the hat, picking out a name.

“Gavin!”

“Finally! I was wondering if my paper had fallen out of the hat or something. Hit me with your best dare.”

Oh Gavin, thought Ashley, you’re getting a big enough one that everyone can forget how much I just enjoyed that.