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Chapter 6

Who does she pick?

Carly

Carly,” she looked at Carly. “What do you choose, truth or dare?”

Carly looked around at everyone and smiled slyly. “What the hell,” she said, “I think I’ll go with dare.” The other girls looked at her in surprise. “So like no one’s done it yet,” she explained, “I think we need to add a little action to this game. What do you have for me, Susie?”

Susie had to think about it for a minute. She wanted something daring but not too daring. She glanced at me with a sly smile and I felt a little trepidation.

“I dare you to kiss and make out with David for two minutes,” she declared.

“Oh, girlfriend, my pleasure,” Carly grinned and jumped up off the sofa and jumped in my lap in the recliner. I had always thought that Carly was really hot and the jumpsuit she was wearing tonight made her look even hotter.

“I’ve always wanted to do this,” she smiled at me, then immediately planted her lips on mine and began seriously smooching me. I put my arms around her with one hand landing on her magnificent ass. We both opened our mouths and our tongues began to play with each other.

She squirmed on my lap rubbing her ass against my quickly rising stiffy. “Mmmm,” she moaned. “I think I feel something,” she winked as we took a breath between kisses.

“I feel something too,” I winked back and gave her ass a firm squeeze. She was running her hands over my body like crazy and I reciprocated by feeling her up as much as I could. As I continued playing with her ass with one hand, my other hand found its way to a boob and started squeezing it too. This elicited another soft moan from Carly.

Feeling bold, I grabbed the tab on her zipper and pulled it down to just below her boobs, giving me a nice glimpse of side boob. I was just about to slip my hand inside when Susie called “time!”

“Damn it, Susie!” I exclaimed. “It was just starting to get good.”

“Sorry, David, but rules are rules,” she grinned, undoubtedly knowing she was leaving me with an unhappy hard-on. Carly and I untangled ourselves and she made her way back to the sofa but not without looking over her shoulder and giving me a wink as she purposely swayed her ass.

“So, Carly,” my sister addressed her. “Have you recovered your composure enough to pick the next player?”

Who does she pick?

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