Weed and an old friend

Two weeks later you and Sara have been out on a couple dates and spent a lot of time waiting for her husband to go to work so you can stop over for a visit. Your neck is a little sore from giving Sara a particularly rowdy tongue ride the day before, so you call over and let her know you're not going to be able to stop by today.

Your friend, Tiffany, stops by in the afternoon with her new boyfriend, Seth. Tiffany looks a lot like you only with dark hair. She looks so much like you that for a couple years when she was bleaching her hair you got called the Barbie twins. Tiff is wearing a pair of hip-hugging jeans and a tight halter top with no bra that really shows off those big breasts. You're wearing a pair of khaki shorts and an old rock and roll t-shirt that shows off your toned tummy. Seth is a good looking guy, tanned, mini-dreads, a little crusty for Tiff, who always preferred clean cut, preppy boys.

The three of you head up to your room and you shut the door. Seth produces a couple joints and you turn on your fan and start toking up. The three of you sit cross-legged on the floor and talk about school and college. You're feeling bretty baked and laughing a lot, so when Seth suggests truth or dare it sounds like a good idea.

Seth chooses dare first and Tiffany dares him to show the two of you his butt. He laughs and agrees, yanking down his cargo shorts and showing off his pale butt cheeks. You laugh uproariously when he waves them from side to side. He hitches up his pants and sits back down. You take truth and Seth asks if you've ever kissed a girl before.

"Absolutely," you answer, sparking more laughter.

"Dare!" Tiff asks.

You try to think up a good one, but Seth immediately dares her to take off her top. She says no, but he taunts her and her resolve melts. She slides the halter up over her head revealing a pair of gorgeous breasts that are almost the same lovely d-cups as yours. The only difference are those hard nipples are thicker, with a bigger areola and a brown color instead of your pink ones.

You continue smoking the weed and playing the game and by halfway through the second joint you and Seth and Tiffany are all shirtless. You're still wearing your bra, but this comes off in a dare and Seth is stunned.

"It's like, yo, they're the same tits."

You and Tiffany laugh at how stoned he is and shake your boobs from side to side. Tiffany points out it's Seth's turn.

"Truth," he says.

"What's your ultimate sexual fantasy?" Tiffany demands.

He half-smiles, eyes glazed over as he stares between you.

"Uh, like, two girls at once, duh," he says.

"Oh, that was easy," you groan.

"Your turn," he points to Tiffany.

"Dare," Tiffany says.

"Kiss Joy for at least ten seconds on the lips."

There's a lot of refusal and nervous laughing. Tiffany's face is bright red and you're blushing a lot for some reason too. To keep from laughing the two of you finally close your eyes and move your lips together until they touch. The kiss is very awkward, at first, but your lips part and so do Tiff's and just like that you're making out, lips smacking in the quiet bedroom, tongues twisting together, spit being swapped. You're so into it you reach down and cup Tiffany's breast. That breaks the trance.

"Heyyy," Tiffany laughs. "That wasn't part of the deal."

"Dare," you say quickly.

Seth is in charge now and he knows it. The ice is broken into pieces and you and Tiff are high, worked up, and topless. That's why you're both surprised when it's Tiffany that blurts out the challenge.

"Suck Seth's cock!" she says and then immediately turns red all over again.

You glance at Seth and receive only a smile. You are high and horny and find Seth pretty hot and the idea of doing a threesome with Tiffany even hotter, but then there's Sara Cleft. Your girlfriend. If she found out it would kill her. But there's no way she'll find out, right?