Pizza Box

Eventually, we settled on playing pizza box. Kevin explained the premise that we flipped a coin on the box; if it landed on blank space, we could make a circle the size of our beer can and put a dare or something down, and if it landed on someone's dare then we had to do that or take a drink. I'd played it before, but it was usually something for groups that were a little bigger.

"I'll go first," said Kevin, flipping the quarter onto the box. It landed on the right side, and he traced his beer with a sharpie and wrote 'Strip 1 piece of clothing' in it.

"Are we playing strip pizza box now?" Amy giggled, flipping the coin. She landed on the left side and wrote 'Say your body-count' inside her circle. She didn't seem at all put-off by the dirty dare Kevin had put, rather she wanted to play along.

I flipped, landing right next to Kevin's. In my circle, I put 'Sit on someone's lap,' an innocent enough dare. Amy giggled, sipping her beer slowly. She seemed more drunk than me, but I couldn't say for sure considering she seemed the party kind of girl who probably drank a lot normally.

"Shit," Kevin cursed as his coin landed right on his own strip dare. He kicked his socks and shoes off, though both Amy and I booed him for taking the chicken's route in terms of strip games.

"I refuse to be a coward like you," Amy remarked as she also landed there, taking off her shirt rather than shoes or socks. Underneath she had a plain black bra which was well enough filled with her very average sized breasts. I felt a little self conscious, her stomach being toned and smooth compared to my flabbier form.

"Very brave, but I'm playing the long game," Kevin responded, taking a long drink from his beer. They both looked on expectantly as I flipped and landed on empty space in the middle. I pondered what to put, but decided in the end on 'Show us your phone's pictures'.

Kevin flipped again, landing on empty space where he put down the dare 'Send a past hookup a nude'. Amy laughed and I blushed; I knew he was expecting me to send him one for that, but I thought I might surprise him and send one to someone else instead.

Amy landed on my first dare, to sit on someone's lap. I had originally expected that she would just sit on mine, but instead she sat right down on Kevin's, much to his surprise and pleasure. She seemed to delight in his fairly unsubtle squirming under her, passing the coin to me. I landed on the strip dare as well, taking Amy's route and stripping my shirt off to reveal the lacy pink lingerie under.

"Damn, do you wear bras like that often?" Amy asked, surprised by the sheer material that barely hid my nipples. She also seemed to notice Kevin's reaction, both in his pants and his staring straight at my chest unabashedly. I blushed and just shrugged; I had actually completely forgotten that I had the lingerie on at all.

Kevin flipped, landing just barely on empty space where he put, 'Lapdance on me' in the circle. Amy landed on the body count dare, revealing that she had fucked 14 guys before as she returned to her own seat, Kevin's bulge now showing to the world without her on top of it. I landed on empty space, putting down 'Dirtiest secret'. Kevin flipped again, falling on the strip spot and now losing his shirt. He was still very muscular and hot. Amy went and landed on empty space, writing down, '7 minutes in heaven'. I went, landing on the strip one again and taking off my shoes, socks, and pants to reveal my matching panties. Amy took a long look, winking at me when our eyes met again.

Kevin went and landed right on Amy's 7 minutes in heaven. They both stood, stumbling a little from the ****, setting a timer on their phone before Kevin led her into his bedroom closet. I was now alone in my underwear, unsure what to do. I could just go home, or wait for them to come back. I could even go into his bedroom and try to have a listen, sneakily.