SPIN THE BOTTLE – PART TWO

by Miss Bliss

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ANOTHER FRIDAY NIGHT BEDTIME STORY TO HELP YOU SLEEP MORE SOUNDLY

“I think we need a change of location for Round Two,” says George, stirring her drink.

“I’m not going down five flights drunk,” says Carina, referring to the steep stairs of her six-floor walk-up brownstone. “I will most definitely break a leg or an ankle, and then how would I dance?” She winks at you with a playfulness you have never seen before. You had no idea that she was so much fun drunk and remind yourself to skip the beer and to go straight to the hard stuff the next time you hang out.

“Oh, we are not leaving the apartment,” says George with a deep laugh, “Those stairs are hard enough sober. I was thinking that we move the game into your bedroom.” Carina’s eyes widen and a small spark of terror flickers behind her painted lashes.

“I like it in here,” you say, aware of Carina’s fear. “We don’t have to walk far to get another drink.”

“Let’s bring the gin into the bedroom. Come on, you two,” George shakes her blonde hair with dismay. “Just for round two. What, are you scared I’ll rape you both?”

The idea of tiny George raping anyone is a hysterical concept and both of you laugh. Carina says, “Alright, then. To the bedroom. But, remember, ladies, no raping!”

A part of you wonders what George is trying to stir up by moving your little party into the bedroom.  But as you follow the two of them down the hall and into Carina’s bedroom, that throb begins to thump slightly between your legs, and you are quietly grateful for George’s brazen nature.  If it were just you and Carina drinking in her living room, the only thing that would happen is more talk about broken hearts and new potential boyfriends.  With George involved, maybe, just maybe, the night will end with more than a few deep kisses and drunken laughter.

You only hope they don’t forget about you.

Carina’s bed fills the tiny bedroom, so the three of you climb onto her bed and sit in a circle.  Part of your drink spills onto her comforter, but no one notices.  Thank goodness you are drinking gin and not red wine.

“Round two,” says George, placing the empty wine bottle in the center of the circle.   “I say this time we do Dare or Strip.”

“You mean, if we don’t take the dare we have to take off our clothes,” Carina looks horrified.  The first day you and she talked after English Lit. class, you knew right away she had no sense of her own beauty.  Her big blue eyes, freckled skin and light strawberry hair entranced you.  As innocent and pure as the midwestern town she was born in.  Even though her body is long and lean, she thinks she is ugly and fat.  You wonder if there is any way you can show her the girl you see.

“No one has to strip,” says George in her teasing way, “just do the dare and all of your clothes stay on.”  George is the exact opposite of Carina.  Given the opportunity, she’ll walk around you naked and proud of her firm perky breasts and tight stomach.  No wonder so many girls can’t stand her.

“Carina,” you say, sensing her nervousness, “why don’t you spin first?”

She smiles at you, delighted the bottle won’t be landing on her, well, at list for this first spin.  She goes to spin the bottle, but the friction of the bed keeps it from moving.  She tries again, and again, the bottle doesn’t spin.  “What do I do now,” she laughs.

“Dare me,” you say.

“Dare both of us,” says George.  “If the bottle can’t spin, we both are winners by default.”

“Fine, dare both of us,” you say and roll your eyes.  For a second, you wish George would leave.

“Hmmm….”  Carina takes a minute to think.  “Can I do a strip dare?  Or is that cheating?”

“I thought you didn’t want to strip,” you say, suddenly shocked that your clothes may be coming off first.

“I don’t!  But I don’t mind you two stripping.”   She giggles and you wonder if you know Carina at all.  She never seemed like the kind of girl who would want to get other chicks naked.  But maybe George is right.  Maybe all girls are bisexual; some just don’t know it yet.

“So what’s the dare,” asks George.

“I dare you to take off each other’s shirts, slowly, like you are professional strippers doing it for me, your client.”

“Carina,” George says with her wicked smile, “I like the way your brain operates.”   She turns to you and gestures with her finger for you to come closer.  The two of you kneel in front of one another and try not to laugh.  George starts rocking like there is music playing, and you follow suit, slowly rocking your hips back and forth.  Looking at Carina, George begins to play with the hemline of your tank, gently lifting it over your belly button.  She kisses your belly and winks at Carina; George always loves being the star of the show.  Gently, she pulls your tank over your head revealing a simple black bra studded with little rhinestones on the straps.  You are grateful you wore a bra that you know looks good but you are still nervous to look at Carina.  You aren’t the type of friends who dress and undress around each other, so you suddenly feel shy.

“Doesn’t she have the most gorgeous breasts,” asks George and Carina nods.

“Gorgeous,” she says with such feeling in her voice, a part of you melts.  The game is becoming fun again.

You now turn to George and courageously kiss her on the lips.  A part of you is tired of her being in control.  Unlike her method, you are rough and pull off her wife-beater quickly, hungrily, powerfully.  Her pink bra supports her full breasts and although you have seen her naked plenty of times before, something about the night makes it seem like this is the first time you have seen her.

“I want to dare Carina,” you say.

“Dare me,” she says and you look at her eyes and see she is ready for anything.

You pick up her hand and she squeezes yours.  “I want you to kiss one of George’s breasts while I kiss the other.”

“You can’t dare yourself,” objects George.

“Sure she can,” says Carina, before she downs a large gulp from her drink.

The two of you come up to George who is still kneeling.  You are on her left and Carina is on her right and the two of your face each other.  Slowly, you pull down one bra cup to expose George’s hard nipple.  Carina follows suit and does the same.  You lightly lick the tip of her nipple, and Carina licks the other.  You lick again, Carina licks once more.  This game, you like.  You begin sucking her in and out of your lips while keeping your eyes on Carina who is doing the same.  George begins to moan and you know she is getting wet.  The throb between your legs is becoming more demanding, aching to be released, but you are still cautious.  A part of you knows Carina could bolt at any second if the two of you don’t handle the situation correctly.

Releasing George’s nipple, you say to Carina, “Kiss me.”  She moves to you and kisses you deeply.  Her mouth is open and her tongue is in your mouth.  You use your left hand to squeeze George’s nipple and she moans once more.  Still kissing Carina, you lift her up so she’s kneeling just like George and you invite George into the kiss.  For the first time, the three of you share a kiss.  Carina’s lips are on one side of your mouth, George’s on the other.  Your tongues dart from mouth to mouth, all three of you actively caught in a deep three-way kiss.   George’s hand finds your nipple and exposes it, squeezing and twisting it roughly.  George uses her other hand to find Carina’s and places it on your other nipple – so both girls are tormenting your breasts as you taste both of their lips.

The hunger for both of them is reaching a breaking point.   You desire to taste the sweetness between both of their legs but worry that might be going to far.  “Stop,” you whisper, “if you girls keep this up, I may not be able to keep my promise.”

“What promise,” George says in a breathy voice, between kisses and licks.

“I might not be able to resist raping you both.”

Carina laughs.  “So is that round three?  Truth or rape?”

George smiles.  “Where’s the bottle?  I think it’s time to spin again.”

TO BE CONTINUED….

XOXOXOXOXOX
BLISS WARRIOR

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IF YOU ENJOYED THIS BLOG, YOU MAY ENJOY READING OTHER EROTIC FICTION BY BLISS WARRIOR
FOLLOW MY RULES PART ONE AND PART TWO
CAPTIVATING THE COLLEGE GIRL PART ONE, PART TWO, AND PART THREE
TOUCHING UNDER THE TABLE
WAKE ME UP WITH YOUR TONGUE
YOU MADE MY BRAIN COME
LEARNING TO LOVE STRAP-ONS
ONE FRENCH AFTERNOON
WALKING HOME IN HER PANTIES
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Lacivia June 20, 2008 at 1:18 pm

Whew…. can’t wait to read the rest I was just getting going……

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KtotheT June 22, 2008 at 9:32 pm

I love it but what’s up with all the nipple abuse? Ouch!

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Amanda June 27, 2008 at 9:46 am

I loved this part soooo MUCH! I can’t wait until the next one is posted. I was getting wet reading it…
I think you are a wonderful writer, your making my imagination run wild!

<3

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