Wake her up ... with no hands

She thought for several seconds and then said, “I dare you to wake up Ava, but you can’t use your hands.”

“Shit, that’s a good one,” I said.

“I know. Thank you!”

“All right, let’s see here…” I tried simply pressing my arm against Ava’s, but it did no good. I nuzzled her shoulder with my face, but still she slept on. Christine was clearly enjoying this challenge, and I decided to go for broke. I leaned in and placed my face right between Ava’s pillows. I wiggled my face around, not quite motorboating her but also a little bit motorboating her. This was enormously hot but she still didn’t wake up. “What the fuck?” I said as Christine literally laughed out loud.

“I told you she sleeps like a log,” Christine smiled.

I thought about my challenge and tried a different tack. I leaned over and licked Ava’s exposed neck, tickling it with my tongue. She slept on, so I started kissing and sucking, licking and blowing, nibbling and ruffling. Fucking nothing. Finally, I took a deep breath and blew a giant raspberry on her neck. I pulled back and watched in awe as Ava slowly stirred, moved her hand up to rub her neck, flutter her eyes open, and pull her airpods out of her ears.

“Are we landing?” she asked groggily, completely unaware of what had been done to her.

Christine and I both laughed, much to Ava’s confusion. Christine told her she fell asleep while I was fixing her essay and that we had celebrated with some contraband ****. She also told Ava that we’d started playing “her favorite game” and that she had dared me to wake her up without using my hands. She did not tell Ava about her several minutes of boob-exposure or the wildly inappropriate few seconds I had spent with my face nestled between her tits.

Ava seemed charmed by the whole story. “So, how’d you wake me up?” she asked.

Playfully I replied, “I’ll show you.” I leaned my face toward her neck, and she didn’t flinch in the slightest. I blew another raspberry, and she laughed as my lips tickled her skin.

“Nice one,” she said, rubbing my saliva off her neck. “Now, let me see this **** situation. I’ve got some catching up to do.”

“Yeah, and you’re also like ten dares behind,” I teased. “So take a couple of these, and let’s play catch-up.”