Something fun

"Um... could we do something fun?" you try, nervousness making you tremble.

"OOOOH!" Sam laughs, "Alicia didn't tell us you were a slut!"

"Ignore him." Liz says, moving so close you can smell him. Her. Her thumb brushes your bottom lip, and your breath catches in your throat. You close your eyes, and feel arms wrap around you. There's a moment of silent anticipation, and then you feel her lips on yours. You embrace, as her tongue plays with yours. After what feels like no time at all, he releases you, and you find yourself taking a deep gasping breath.

Moving on instinct, you go in for a second kiss, only to find Lewis's hand on your mouth. "One kiss each, Blake." She reminds you. "Kain, you go next."

Reluctantly, you turn around and see Kain, sitting on the floor with his legs making a ring. He pats the center. "Sit down," he says. You walk up to him and begin to sit, but he shakes his head, "No, facing away from me." You turn, and sit again, your knees bent over his feet. Once you're there, he hugs you, pinning your arms to your side, and draws his legs in until your knees are inches from your chest. Your back is nestled into his chest, and you feel warm and safe. You slip your arms out, and place your hands over his on your lower belly.

"This is nice." he says softly.

"Yeah, it is." you reply, quiet as a whisper.

Then his left hand slowly reaches up and pulls your chin, turning your head to look into his eyes. You feel as though you could fall into them, and smile as you remember what he's going to do next. He kisses you, and you feel the gulf of experience between him and your last kiss. Kain kisses you as though he kisses you every day, like you're his girlfriend, and have been for years.

You don't even mind when you feel a hand on your chest, it feels natural for him to do anything to you, as if you've been his forever. A trickle of saliva runs down your chin. Finally he pushes your head away, and you realize that you had been resisting, trying to make it last longer.

"Damn," you say, blushing and looking down, "Do you do this a lot or something?"

"Only when I have a cute thing like you in my lap." he replies, and gives your breast a squeeze.

"Since you had fun with the other two," Simon says, "You've got to really go to town on your cousin, alright?"

If it's possible for you to get any redder than you already are, you do. You stand up and face Alicia, looking her directly in the feet. They step towards you, and you glance up to find that she looks even taller up close. Instinctively, you step back to get more of her body in view, only to find yourself backed against a wall. You swallow, as she moves so close you're staring at her chest, and then she grabs you under your armpits, and lifts you off of the ground until you're almost level with her gaze, before pushing your squirming legs apart with her knee, and presses it against the wall for support before setting you down on it.

"Wow..." Liz says, "I've never seen a guy do that before." She bends down, and you feel a finger brush your toe. "You're not even close to the floor!"

She stands back up, and Alicia winks at her, "Maybe when you're a girl again, you'd like to try." Liz blushes and looks away in what you hope is simple embarrassment.

"Shut up and kiss your cousin." She mumbles, and you turn your attention back to Alicia.

Alicia grabs you, and pulls you a little closer. You put your hands on her shoulders to steady yourself, and hope she doesn't drop you. It's bad enough that the constant pressure between your legs is giving you an unfamiliar sensation.

She pulls you in for the kiss, and you have to move your hands to her back. The moment her lips touch yours, her hand grabs the back of your head, smushing your face into hers. You've seen kisses where it looks like they're eating each other's face, and you're certain that's what this is. It's impossible to even try to break off the kiss early, since as Alan, Alicia seems to have gotten stronger as well as taller. Unlike your previous two kisses, this one feels like, well, like Alan thinks kissing is just sex with different parts.

Of course, that might be partially because your position, combined with Alan's hand just above your butt, meant you had **** but to practically grind your pussy into his thigh. Fortunately, you can distract yourself from your own mounting arousal by the fact that you can feel something hard pressing against your hip and stomach that you're pretty sure is his cock, although it feels much bigger than you expected. You can't help but moan as you imagine that long hard rod pumping in and out of you, fucking you like a rag doll as Alan holds you so that you can't even touch the ground, before shooting a huge load of cum inside of you, making you pregnant.

You've run through the fantasy half a dozen times when Alan finally pulls you off of him by your hair, and gently lowers you off of his leg, where you promptly slide down the wall onto the floor, your legs spread apart.

"Holy shit, Alan," Sam said, "I think you broke your cousin."

You blink your eyes and uncross them. "Uh, no, I'm uh, I'm fine." you say, as you start to feel your legs again.

"More than fine, I'd say," Liz says, and prods your crotch with her toe. You squeal, noticing the dark spot between your legs, and cover it, slamming your thighs together. You never thought you'd think it, but you wish you had just peed yourself in front of your crush.

"Alright," Liz says, "now, let's move on to your second penalty, okay? You've got to strip, and everyone who's class you got wrong gets one minute to fondle you. Oh, and I couldn't decide between having you wear a blindfold or a gag, so you can pick, okay?"