Debby - Kiss and Tell

The spinning bottle begins to slow. For a simple party game, the wait is more suspenseful than you might have imagined. But then your gaze flicks to each of the four girls in the room, each one watching closely for the result, each one proudly sporting an erection, and the suspense feels totally justified.

You hold your breath, wondering who it will ultimately land on and what they might ask you to do.

As if it isn't a foregone conclusion.

It doesn't seem likely that any one of them is going to be satisfied with a little kiss. Not when you consider the alternative.

They're playing by house rules, after all, and the odds are stacked against you.

For a brief moment, you see what may or may not be a premonition of yourself on your knees in the middle of a miniature bukkake and wonder why you didn't GTFO when you had the chance.

Some vestige of male pride that would rather endure than run, maybe?

Or maybe something else.

Maybe you're kind of curious to see where this will go.

Maybe you're kind of looking forward to it.

The bottle makes another languid pass and finally comes to a stop. A low giggle passes between the quartet of girls.

You look to where the bottle has stopped, up past a full foot of turgid girlcock, and make eye contact with Debby.

“Lucky bitch,” Lin says with a bit of a pout. “What're the odds she'd get to him first?”

“Your call, Deb,” Crystal says with an arch smile. “What do you want him to do?”

To judge purely on appearances, you'd have expected Debby to be the type who'd waste no time in pouncing on you and trying to **** her monster cock down your throat. She has the overall goth chick aesthetic going on that suggests to you that she likes it rough.

With that preconception in mind, you're somewhat surprised to see her hesitate.

“Oh, just kiss already!” Jackie butts in.

“Or suck and fuck,” Lin adds. “Either or. Just do something!”

Debby looks down at you. Still on your knees after taking your turn spinning the bottle, you'd be in prime position if she decided she wanted you to suck her off. The peanut gallery seems to have other ideas, however.

“Go on, Dougie,” Crystal prompts you. “Give her a kiss.”

You look from your sister back to Debby, still at eye-level with her engorged cock, and swallow the lump in your throat.

Crystal rolls her eyes. “On the lips, idiot.”

So far, the only person who hasn't attempted to tell you what do in all of this is Debby herself. You get to your feet and approach her. The last twelve inches between you are the most awkward and she takes the initiative when you get close enough, reaching for you and looping her arms around your neck.

“...Kiss me,” she says.

You wonder if you just imagined the slight upwards inflection in her voice that made it sound more like a request than an order.

The kiss is a little clumsy on your end but Debby doesn't seem at all bothered by your inexperience. She takes the lead like it's the most natural thing, slowly and gently brushing her lips against yours. It's a lot more tender than you thought it would be and you feel a momentary pang of guilt for misjudging her solely on appearance.

When she tentatively starts to lick along your bottom lip, looking for permission, you don't hesitate to open your mouth and let her tongue in to tangle with your own. That seems to be all the encouragement she needs as one of her hands threads itself into your hair and the other goes to your bare ass, pressing your hips together.

Her cock is hot and hard against your own. Debby whimpers and whines into your mouth as she starts grinding her twelve-inch dick against you. You feel something warm and wet against the inside of your thigh and realise it's a smear of her oozing precum.

“Alright, as hot as that is,” Lin interrupts, “that's time, sports fans. Rules are rules.”

Debby groans in what might be disappointment and reluctantly pulls away.

You can't deny your own disappointment either. You'd just been starting to get into it yourself. You go to step back, only to find Crystal standing directly behind you. Personal space seems like a quaint notion at this point so you're not even surprised when your sister presses herself into your back and reaches around to take your erect cock in her hand. She gives it a few lazy strokes, lubricated by yours and Debby's combined precum.

“Look at that, Deb,” Crystal says. “You got him hard.”

“He was totally into it,” Jackie giggles. “You go, girl.”

“I wasn't sure that would work,” Lin admits, looking at Crystal. “Guess I owe you a BJ.”

“You can bet I'll be collecting on that later, too,” she replies. “And I'll expect you to swallow.”

You can't see Crystal's face from where you're standing but you can practically hear the smirk in her voice.

“Before all that, I think we have some explaining to do,” Jackie interjects, looking in your direction. “Our boy's looking a little lost.”

Crystal chuckles. “Yeah, I guess we do owe him an explanation, don't we?” Your sister takes her hands off your cock and drapes her arms over your slim shoulders instead. “Sorry, Dougie. We kind of set you up.”

“Set me up?” you ask. “Set me up how?”

“Well, see, Debby here has had a bit of a thing for you for a while now but she never had the guts to tell you herself,” Crystal explains. “Kind of a longing from afar kinda deal. You wouldn't know it to look at her but she's actually pretty shy.”

You look to Debby for some sort of confirmation of what the others are saying and she offers you a diffident nod.

It's hard to tell for certain under her makeup but you get the impression that she might be blushing.

“So we thought we'd help her out. I brought the girls over for a slumber party and we roped you into playing Spin the Bottle with us,” your sister continues. “It's an oldie but a goodie. I'm glad you didn't puss out on us.”

“I totally thought you would,” Lin pipes up.

“And you'll be paying for your lack of faith later,” Crystal promises her. “I'm really backed up.”

You're idly aware of your sister's cock nestled between your asscheeks and you feel her twitch in anticipation but that's not your primary concern right now, strange as that may be.

“That all sounds good in theory,” you say, “but what if it landed on someone else?”

Crystal hums thoughtfully. “Well, if that happened, we would have just asked for a kiss and spun again.” She shoots Lin a pointed look. “...In theory, at least.”

Lin just smiles sheepishly.

You feel like you might have unknowingly dodged a bullet there.

A fifteen-inch bullet.

“So now you know,” Crystal says. “I'm sorry we tricked you but I really think you two would be good together. What do you think, Dougie?”

You're still not entirely sure what to think, honestly. As confessions go, it's probably one of the more surreal ones but the effort put into it is touching nonetheless.

Debby still hasn't said anything but she's watching you anxiously, presumably waiting for your answer.

Perhaps sensing your indecision, Crystal rests her chin on your shoulder and nuzzles your cheek as she starts to stroke your cock again. She applies just enough pressure to keep you hard, to entice you, but nothing that will bring release.

No doubt that comes later and is wholly conditional.

“Look at that big, hard cock,” Crystal whispers. “She's hard for you, Dougie. She wants you.”

Crystal's other hand starts fondling your testicles, deftly rolling them back and forth between her fingers.

“Look at those big balls full of cum. That's all for you. That's cum she wants to give you, Dougie,” she says huskily. “Would you let her do that? Would you drink her cum? Or would you rather she shoot it all up your tight little ass instead?”

Despite yourself, you can't help the moan that escapes as you consider the possibilities.

The agony of choice...