A Simple Dare

"Jackpot."

Bianca took a final swig from her drink. With all eyes on the black-haired dancer, she'd strutted over the to the empty wine bottle in only her strapless black bra and matching panties. Recovered from her lap dance induced orgasm, the prideful girl wasn't in a pleasant mood. She'd stared daggers at the proud-of-himself Kessler while avoiding the shell-shocked Winkie's eyes.

A gasp went around the circle as her fellow Truth or Dare participants saw the unlucky person, who would feel Bianca's wrath. Multiple teenagers glanced around at the friends in concern, while one blonde college student watched warily.

"Bianca, don't do anything stupid," Heather warned, feeling protective.

"Yeah, Bee, don't ruin the game," Delilah added, although she meant the party.

"It's her turn, she can do what she wants," Teresa backed up her sister.

If Bianca heard the comments, she didn't react. Instead, her green eyes stared into a pair of blue ones, neither flinching or looking away.

"Bianca, remember this is only a game," Brandon reminded her. "It's not time to start a fight."

"Start a fight, Bran? We're here to have a good time before we end up stuck inside," Bianca replied, looking away from the pair of blue eyes, while she threw her head back. The laugh that coincided struck most of the circle as **** and fake.

"That's good to hear, Bianca. Even if she used her Truth up, let's keep this party relaxed and fun," Logan remarked.

"Oh my, does everyone think I'm a monster?" the half-naked girl asked with her fake laugh again. "It's not like I'm going to make her suck or fuck a dick. No, I think sweet Ashley deserves a kiss for playing matchmaker to so many couples."

"A kiss?" Ashley repeated, speaking for the first time since the bottle stopped to point at her.

"Sure. Just a little kiss," Bianca replied with an overly pleasant smile.

Brandon's initial relief at hearing his girlfriend wouldn't have to quit the game rather than perform a lewd act faded. Now, he started to scan the circle for who the guy that Bianca might choose. Trent? He's one of my best friends. Logan? That might upset Heather. Matt? That creepy isn't going anywhere near Ash. A girl? A girl! That would be awesome.

"Ashley Lucy Woodsen, I Dare you to kiss a person of my choosing for two full minutes. That's one hundred and twenty seconds. And it needs to be a real kiss with tongue," Bianca laid out until she paused for dramatic effect. "And your special boy will be Kessler."

Heads whipped over to see Kessler's smug look vanish. Those same heads whipped back around to see Ashley's stunned face. Finally, they whipped over to see Brandon jump to his feet.

"No way, Bianca! Ash is not kissing him!"

Strutting over to the boy, who she liked to flirt with, Bianca leaned forward and puckered her lips in a joking manner.

"What's wrong, Bran? Are you worried that your sweet, loyal girlfriend will turn cheating slut because of one itty bitty kiss?"

"Dammit, Bianca. If you want payback for the lap dance, then make me do some shit," Kessler growled, jumping to his feet as well. "Don't drag Ashley into your ****."

"Boys, boys, boys. It's just a kiss," the dancer stated, spinning on her feet to face specific people in the circle. "I don't hear her sister or friends freaking out. They know this is a fair Dare."

"Shit, I'd had at least make her give a handy," Matt commented.

"Shut it!" Heather snapped.

"No, this is not happening. Ashley's going to have to quit the game," Brandon declared.

"Quit? God, I thought you were a man, Brandon," Teresa joined in. "It turns out you're a little boy that thinks his girl is his toy, and he doesn't want to share her."

"Teresa, shut your mouth. Or I'll make sure your next Dare is to stuff a cock in it," Hannah threatened.

"Not if you bob on one first."

"Everyone, please stop," Ashley pleaded, finally standing up. Walking over toward her boyfriend and antagonist, she took a deep breath. "I accept your Dare."

"What?!" Brandon bellowed, turning his shocked face to his girlfriend. "Why?"

"They're right, Bran. It's merely a kiss," Ashley said in a soothing voice, placing a hand on his arm. "We both knew a kiss might happen to either of us if we played."

"But, she's up to something!"

"Trust me, I know Bianca's games better than anyone," Ashley reminded him.

"Oh, you do?" the other girl didn't sound convinced.

"No! I won't allow you," Brandon announced, turning to look at Kessler, not Bianca. "You're not touching my girl!"

"I don't want to," Kessler stated, throwing his hands up.

"Bran, let it go," a new voice said. Trent appeared at his close friend's side. "Ashley agreed to do the kiss."

"But I don't want her kissing him!"

"And Kessler didn't ask to either. Come on," Trent tried to usher his the irate boyfriend back to his spot. "It could be worse. It could be Richardson."

"Don't I get a say in this?"

"Sit down, doofus," Madison ordered. When her brother's hurt eyes met hers, she smiled in return. "It will be okay, Bran."

Nodding at his sister's reassurance, Brandon allowed Trent to lead him this time.

"Now, that all the drama is over, it's time for your two to pucker up and smooch," Bianca proclaimed, her pleasant smile turning into a smirk.

Kessler felt his mouth go dry. He couldn't fathom kissing Ashley Woodsen. A sizable number of the football team had felt envious when Brandon snagged the cute blonde as his girlfriend. If a vote had been taken amongst the team, Ashley would likely win as Best Girlfriend. Now, standing here in the cabin with the world going to shit, Kessler couldn't help but notice how cute and sexy she looked in her baby blue sundress. Moving closer, he felt a little pulse in his cock when he saw the powder blue bra strap peeking out. Seeing the hint of the sweet girl's underwear felt naughtier than seeing the other girls stripped down to their bra and panties.

Opposite of the football linebacker, Ashley felt a flutter in her heart. Blue eyes traveled down the stocky teen's muscular chest, flat stomach, and finally to the pair of blue boxer-briefs. Shame that she'd felt earlier when the Harrington twins stripped Kessler down came roaring back to her. Slamming her eyelids shut, Ashley worked to calm her breathing down. I did not check Kessler out. I did not check out his dick. I did not check out his cock. Opening her eyes, Ashley glanced down again at the partially hard bulge, before swinging her head up.

Wanting to get the Dare over with, Ashley lunged forward. Her puckered lips met his surprised half-open mouth. Unsure what to do, Kessler glanced over the shorter girl's shoulder at her boyfriend. Brandon wasn't taking any risks by looking to his side, while tightly squeezing out any sights. Next to him, Trent quietly, but steadily spoke, reassuring his friend that it was okay.

"That is not a kiss," Bianca declared, growing impatiently with a kiss that would embarrass a third-grader.

Hating Bianca at that moment, Ashley channeled her anger into the kiss. Kessler's whole body froze as Ashley's tongue slipped into his mouth. Leaning up on her tippy-toes, the petite blonde's small tongue attacked the more experienced guy's mouth. With Kessler's eyes bugging out, Ashley couldn't help but smile through her kiss at his shock.

"Are you okay, Abner?" Ashley inquired flirtily, after breaking off the kiss.

"Uh-huh," Kessler nodded, not caring at all that the cheerleader called him by his first name.

"Kiss!" Bianca ordered, knowing that the timer still ran.

This time it was Kessler that lunged forward. While his tongue dove inside the small mouth, his hands joined in by gripping Ashley's slim waist. Loving the feel of her toned body, he lost all perception of his location and allowed his hands to roam her perfect figure. God, she tastes so sweet!

Passionately locked in tongue duel, Ashley practically crawled up the muscular body. When Kessler's hands cupped her ass tightly, lifting her off the floor, Ashley wrapped her legs around his torso. Feeling the rising cock pushing into her dampening panties, Ashley forgot all about Brandon being in the room and moaned loudly.

"Huh," muttered a stupefied Heather. Watching as her friend slide up and down Kessler's groin, one thought popped into her head. Vicky better not hear about this, or she'll blame me.

"Jesus," Matt groaned, watching the girlfriend makeout with her boyfriend's teammate. "You see, Carl, all girls are sluts."

"What's going on?" Brandon asked, hoping he imagined the moan he heard, or that it came from anyone but Ashley.

"It's fine, Bran. Ash is just mocking Bianca with her kiss," Trent lied. He looked at Winkie and then Hannah. Both were equally as shocked by Ashley's actions. She's probably had a few too many drinks.

Delilah glanced over at Madison in concern. Instead of finding anger on the twin's face, she saw a look that puzzled her.

With her head turned slightly sideways, Madison watched as Ashley's toned ass moved up and down. Even as a virgin, the brunette actress knew what was happening. Maybe Ashley's drunk. She loves Brandon. Yeah, she just got caught up in the moment. Not that I would blame her. Kessler's hot and hunky, both with a capital H.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

"Fucking shit," Bianca bitched as the timer went off.

Charlie clicked off the phone timer and chose to stop the video.

Heather noted that she better find a way to get that phone and delete the video for Ashley's sake.

Bianca's anger turned to a joy as the kissing pair didn't stop. She turned to see if Brandon noticed yet but instead saw Hannah blocking his sightline.

The older Woodsen sister made sure to block Brandon's view as she rushed over. Grabbing her sister, she pulled her away from Kessler. Groaning at the loss of the kiss and cock, Ashley didn't realize what happened until she heard Brandon's exclamation.

"What the hell is going on?" Jumping to his feet, the clueless boyfriend couldn't tell what happened, only that Hannah had to pull Ashley away from Kessler. Assuming something different from the truth, he lashed out verbally at Kessler. "What did you do to Ash?"

"Whoa! Calm down, Bran!" Trent ordered, sliding in front of his best friend. "They were only performing the Dare. You know that." Turning to face Ashley and Kessler, Trent added, "That's all it was, right?"

"Absolutely!" Kessler said, throwing his hands up, but then back down as he noticed the tent in his boxer. Spinning around, he quickly sat down to hide his excitement. One of the Harrington twins giggled at his obvious predicament.

"Ash," Hannah whispered to her little sister.

"Wha. Oh, yeah, totally!" the blonde girlfriend insisted, breathing rapidly with a flushed face.

"Better watch out, Cole. It looks like little Woodsen takes after big Woodsen," Teresa warned in a mocking tone of voice.

"Shut up, bitch." Hannah kicked one heel, then the other into the air at her longtime rival.

"Hey!"

"What did I miss?" Brandon demanded.

Madison shook her head as she tried to protect her bother. Hopefully, no one shows the video to Bran. He already gets paranoid and jealous enough.

"You know how those Zuccaros are," Ashley reassured while hugging her boyfriend.

"It's okay, Bran. I'm sure people won't laugh too hard at you when Ashley cheats," Yelena remarked.

"Just for that, I hope I get you!" Ashley snapped, marching over to the empty wine bottle and spinning it.

"I'm not afraid of you. You'll probably set me up on a date," Yelena mocked the matchmaker.

When the bottle came to a rest, the blonde cheerleader didn't get the blonde Honeybear. No, Ashley got someone far better.

"Oh, you're in for it now, Teresa," Hannah smiled coldly.

"Please, little Miss Good Girl doesn't have it in her," the older Zuccaro sister stated smugly.

"You don't think I have it in me? Then try me. Take a Dare," goaded an irate Ashley, knowing that Teresa still had a Truth left. Her anger had less to do with the Zuccaros than her own feelings and actions.

"I accept your Dare in advance," Teresa stated, not fearing Ashley's imagination at all.