Shots

You may be wondering, what the fuck is **** shots? Well that makes two of us! As I walked over to the bar that Faith and Liz were at they seemed to already be in the middle of a game, and all I saw were a bunch of women line up their drinks and take a shot. The drinks didn’t look the same, with different thicknesses and colors to them. Once I got there Faith told me why, as she started to explain the game.

“Basically, there is a shot glass for every girl in the group.” Faith says, as she lines up four shots in front of us, and then four solo cups behind it. “One woman leaves the group, while every other woman chooses what, and how much ****, to put in that woman’s drink.” She says, flashing the solo cup to me again, and motioning behind to the extremely large open bar, that I had to bend over to see everything in it, while Liz took over the explanation.

“Once everyone’s drinks are made it’s practically truth, dare, and drink. The only difference is you don’t know what you’re drinking.” Liz says with a shrug and a giggle. “You can answer the question, do the dare, or drink a shot of your **** drink.” Liz says with a smile, as her eyes also look over to the bar as she starts to get ideas of what drinks she wants to use.

“The loser is the first one to run out of her **** drink. Simple.” Faith finishes off as one hand reaches down and grabs Liz’s ass, and another reaches down and grabs mine as I let out a surprised yelp when she pushes me to the bar. “See anything interesting?” Faith asks with a smirk.

“Yeah… a fourth shot glass.” I say, nodding down to the table as I glance over at Faith, who starts to let a huge smirk grow over her face as her and Liz exchange glances.

“Oh! Right… Let’s invite our fourth.” Faith says with a quick whistle, and the crowd parts as that same beautiful Goddess of a woman, Rachel, comes walking through, parting the crowd like the red sea. “Meet the Big of this sorority-“

“Rachel…?” I ask softly, my mouth slightly dropped as she just smiles calmly, and gives me a quick wave.

“Hey there Ms. Bunny. Good to see you again.” she smiles as she turns to the bar again and taps her chin. “Whose drink are we making first?” She asks, as all eyes turn to me. At first I just stare at the three of them with a huge blush, before nodding, and turning away as I walk into the party a bit while the women make my drink.

I did my best not to eavesdrop as I felt it wasn’t in the spirit of the game, but even with the loud music and chaotic atmosphere of the room I could tell the three women were having too much fun making my drink. At first it was entertaining… but then as a few minutes past it almost got worrying. What exactly were they even doing?

I had disappeared fully into the crowd whenever I finally got the text to come back… after I had already found myself being given a jello-shot by some random girl with her top off. Still, with just a very slight buzz, I returned to the group with a small smile on my face. Though I raised an eyebrow slightly as I got a good look, and all four drinks had already been made. The three of them had a more lighter color, while mine looked dark and thick.

“Sorry Petra, we tried to call you but you were nowhere to be found.” Liz says with a quick smirk, winking at Faith who just chuckled, grabbed her by the hips, and pulled Liz’s ass into her lap, wedging her bulge between her clothed cheeks.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this, dork?” Faith asks in a harsh yet teasing tone. “These games can get pretty intense right off the bat, don’t want you chickening out mid-game.”

As she said that the same determined look from before at her initial invitation returned on my face, and it only made her smile grow wider. With a silent nod Faith poured out the four of our shots, and then turned to me. “Truth or dare?” She asks, squinting slightly as she teased me with a smirk.

“Dare.” I say quick, with no hesitation, causing Rachel to chuckle, and the two other women to smirk at each other, as they leaned in close.

This is going to be fun!