Dare, of course!

"Truth or dare?" Allison purred, her dark eyes gleaming with mischief as she traced a finger along Erica’s freckled arm.

Erica bit her lip, glancing at her twin. Sam gave her a playful nudge, whispering something that made Erica’s cheeks flush.

"Dare," Erica declared, lifting her chin defiantly.

Allison’s grin widened. "Good choice." She leaned back, crossing her toned legs, her bare foot brushing against Cathy’s thigh. "I dare you to let Jo blindfold you—then you have to crawl around the room and guess who’s who… using only your mouth."

A collective gasp rippled through the group. Suki’s dark eyes widened, her fingers tightening around her cup. Cathy let out a nervous giggle, her blue eyes darting between Erica and Jo.

"Oh my God," Sam whispered, squeezing Erica’s hand. "You have to."

Erica exhaled shakily, then nodded. "Okay. Bring it on."

Jo, still clutching Allison’s damp panties, smirked. "Perfect." She reached into her backpack and pulled out a silky black scarf—one she clearly kept handy for other purposes.

Erica turned, letting Jo tie the scarf snugly over her eyes. The moment the fabric tightened, her other senses sharpened—the scent of vanilla and arousal in the air, the soft rustling of fabric as the girls shifted, the warmth of bodies nearby.

"Ready?" Jo whispered, her breath tickling Erica’s ear.

Erica swallowed. "Yeah."

Jo guided her to the center of the room, then stepped back. "Go on. Start crawling."

Erica hesitated for only a second before lowering herself to her hands and knees. The hardwood floor was cool beneath her palms, the air thick with anticipation. She moved slowly, her heart pounding as she inched forward.

The first thing she encountered was a smooth, toned calf. She traced her fingers up, feeling the soft skin, the curve of a knee. Then, leaning in, she pressed her lips to the inside of the thigh—

"Ah!" A sharp gasp. "That tickles!"

"Cathy," Erica guessed immediately, recognizing the blonde’s breathy giggle.

"Correct," Allison confirmed, her voice dripping with amusement.

Erica licked her lips, tasting the faint salt of Cathy’s skin. She crawled forward, her hands brushing against another pair of legs—these ones slender, delicate. She ran her fingers higher, feeling the edge of silky panties, then dipped her head, nuzzling the soft patch of dark hair between the girl’s thighs.

"Mmm—!" A stifled moan.

"Suki," Erica murmured, her lips brushing the Japanese girl’s inner thigh.

Suki’s breath hitched, her hips shifting slightly. "H-how did you—?"

"A slight scent of tea leaves... is that your perfume?" Erica teased, nipping lightly before moving on.

Next, she found warm, dusky skin—Anita, still gloriously naked. Erica didn’t hesitate this time, dragging her tongue up the Indian girl’s inner thigh, savoring the musky sweetness of her arousal.

"Fuck," Anita hissed, her thighs trembling.

Erica grinned. "Too easy."

She turned, her hands landing on firm, smooth thighs—Allison. Erica could smell the shea butter, the intoxicating musk of her skin. She leaned in, pressing an open-mouthed kiss just above the black girl’s knee, then higher, her lips grazing the crease of her hip.

"Cheater," Allison breathed, her fingers tangling in Erica’s fiery hair. "You skipped the best part."

Erica laughed, then moved on.

Her hands found another pair of legs—identical to hers. "Sam," she whispered, already knowing.

But she played along anyway, leaning in to lick a slow stripe up her twin’s inner thigh. Sam shuddered, her breath coming faster.

"You’re such a tease," Sam whined, squirming.

Erica finally reached the last pair of legs—Jo’s. She ran her hands up the blind girl’s smooth calves, then higher, her fingers brushing the damp cotton of Jo’s panties.

"Hmm," Erica hummed, pressing her face against Jo’s clothed pussy, inhaling deeply. "Lavender… and something wet."

Jo’s lips curled. "Guilty."

Erica tugged Jo’s panties aside, her tongue flicking out to taste her. Jo gasped, her back arching.

"Definitely Jo," Erica murmured, licking deeper.

The room erupted in cheers and laughter. Erica sat back, pulling off the blindfold, her face flushed, her lips glistening.

"My turn now," she said, her green eyes locking onto Cathy. "Truth or dare, blondie?"

Cathy bit her lip, her blue eyes wide. "Dare," she whispered, her voice trembling with excitement.

Erica’s grin turned wicked. "Perfect."