Sam draws Max's name from the hat

Once Sam had finished making out with Steve she reached for the hat, "My turn," she said, picking out a name and reading it, "Max." She looked over to Max who looked back at her, a mixture of surprise and excitement on his face. "I'm not even gonna ask 'truth or dare' because you're doing a dare," Sam said. It was as much a command as a statement of the obvious.

"OK." replied Max, "What'll it be?"

"Hmm, that is the question," Sam pondered, looking around the room. You stared up at Sam's face intently as she scanned her audience. Finally she locked eyes with you. You were too horny to let her attention drift elsewhere. She would involve you in this dare somehow. Sam squinted at you and paused as an idea started to form.

"Blake has been awfully quiet," she said, after a moment, "I want to hear her scream. Max, I dare you to make Blake cum. Use whatever means necessary!" You felt a tingle of excitement flow through your body as Sam announced her dare.

"Gladly," Max said as he got up and walked towards you. You and Max had been best friends for ages, but you had never seen him in this light. He looked so strong and confidant as he approached you, a lucky grin on his face. Of course, you looked nothing like his friend Blake that he had known all these years either. To him, you looked like a gorgeous hot chick whom he was about to play with and have his way with.

Max bent down and extended his hand towards you. You felt your skin tinge with arousal as his fingertips grazed the side of your neck. He reached behind your neck and grabbed a bunch of your hair, then suddenly pulled your head back. You let out an involuntary moan. Sam smiled with satisfaction, and sat down to watch.

Max kissed the side of your neck as your body was awash with pleasure. He cupped your breast with his other hand, your nipple sliding between his fingers. This felt so strange! Max had always been kind of awkward with girls, but right now he seemed to know exactly what to do. Perhaps getting to fuck Alicia had brought out a confidence in him that you never knew he had.

He continued to kiss down your neck, down your chest, and finally to one of your boobs. A surprisingly pleasurable tickle shot through you as he started kissing and sucking your nipple. He spent a little time there, going back and forth from one boob to the other, kissing one while kneading the other with his hands. Eventually he moved further down between your legs. As his tongue began stroking your clit, waves of pleasure shot through your body. This was perfect, you thought. If Max could get you off then it would satiate your sexual cravings, and you could make it through the evening without getting knocked up.