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dare.”
Lindsey’s tank-top strap slips off of her shoulder as she crosses her arms and pouts.
“Trevor. I said , truth or dare!”
Everyone else in the circle stares at me. Kurt and Chip stare a little too intensely. I guess I’m bringing the party down, but aren’t we a little too old for this kind of game? I guess that’s what I get for coming to her 90s theme party. What was so great about that decade anyway?
“ Trevor!”
“Okay, okay, okay,” I say. “I give up. Dare.”
A smile breaks out across Lindsey’s face as she thinks of some new way to torture me.
“I dare you to challenge Kurt to an arm wrestling match. Best two out of three.”
I look over to the large football player and he’s already smirking. We all know how this is going to go down. Our skirmishes are barely long enough to call them matches. Kurt spends his days running into guys three times my size. I spend the day sleeping and playing video games. Who do you think wins?
When our matches are over, Kurt’s smile is even bigger. He high fives Chip, as if it were some accomplishment. He won three zip. I wasn’t surprised, but my right arm hurt like a bitch.
It’s Rose’s turn now, she’s one of Lindsey’s perky friends and she giggles as she chooses her.
“Lindsey, truth or dare?”
“Truth!” she yells. Good choice.
“What’s your deepest darkest sexual fantasy?” Rose asks.
Lindsey’s cheeks go red at the question. She looks like she’s struggling to make a decision, but then she smiles at us again.
“You know,” Lindsey says, “everyone always thinks I’m super cute and innocent.”
It’s true. She always seems perky and upbeat, the classic cheerleader type. She stuffed those magnificent tits of hers into pink shirts everyday, and even now her hair was parted into pigtails. I knew better than to think she was innocent, though.
Lindsey continued.
“But really, my deepest darkest sexual fantasy is to get gangbanged by a bunch of guys who take me in each of my holes and cover me in their dripping cum.”
Lindsey looks straight into my eyes as she speaks. Her words seem dead serious. My dick is getting hard just from hearing her, so I cover my crotch with a throw pillow. Then she starts to laugh.
“As if! Just kidding,” she says. “I want to wait to lose my virginity to my husband on my wedding night, of course. That’s the ultimate sexual fantasy.”
Everyone else seems to be convinced, but I know the truth. We had fucked three times already, each time under the influence of mind control. So if she was lying now, was she telling the truth earlier? Did Lindsey really want a gangbang?
I don’t have enough time to think it over. Lindsey’s 90s party isn’t over. We play Never Have I Ever, Two Truths and a Lie, and a particularly XXX rated version of Thirty Seconds in Heaven before the night is over. I’m throwing back some Hawaiian Punch and vodka when Lindsey comes up to me.
She’s a bit wobbly from all the partying, and her flannel shirt looks wet with beer. Lindsey gets up on her tippy toes to whisper to me.
“What I said earlier was a lie. You know that right, Trevor? I really do want a gangbang. Can you just imagine how fun it would be with you, Kurt, and Chip stuffing me full of your cum? Filling my mouth, pussy, and ass with your rock hard dicks? I’m getting wet just thinking about it,” she says. “The only problem is, I’m too shy and nervous to ever make it happen.”
Lindsey plants a quick kiss on my cheek before running to join the rest of the party. I stand there, a bit shocked. My dick is rock hard and all I can think of is how much I want this to happen. But how?
The idea doesn’t hit me until the next morning. I wake up in my bed, hungover, with last night’s clothing still on my body. The first thing I do is look up Kurt and Chip on Facebook. The idea was so simple, it was stupid.
Mind control. Duh.
I message the jocks.
Hey, come over to my dorm. I type.
Why
Lindsey’s tank-top strap slips off of her shoulder as she crosses her arms and pouts.
“Trevor. I said , truth or dare!”
Everyone else in the circle stares at me. Kurt and Chip stare a little too intensely. I guess I’m bringing the party down, but aren’t we a little too old for this kind of game? I guess that’s what I get for coming to her 90s theme party. What was so great about that decade anyway?
“ Trevor!”
“Okay, okay, okay,” I say. “I give up. Dare.”
A smile breaks out across Lindsey’s face as she thinks of some new way to torture me.
“I dare you to challenge Kurt to an arm wrestling match. Best two out of three.”
I look over to the large football player and he’s already smirking. We all know how this is going to go down. Our skirmishes are barely long enough to call them matches. Kurt spends his days running into guys three times my size. I spend the day sleeping and playing video games. Who do you think wins?
When our matches are over, Kurt’s smile is even bigger. He high fives Chip, as if it were some accomplishment. He won three zip. I wasn’t surprised, but my right arm hurt like a bitch.
It’s Rose’s turn now, she’s one of Lindsey’s perky friends and she giggles as she chooses her.
“Lindsey, truth or dare?”
“Truth!” she yells. Good choice.
“What’s your deepest darkest sexual fantasy?” Rose asks.
Lindsey’s cheeks go red at the question. She looks like she’s struggling to make a decision, but then she smiles at us again.
“You know,” Lindsey says, “everyone always thinks I’m super cute and innocent.”
It’s true. She always seems perky and upbeat, the classic cheerleader type. She stuffed those magnificent tits of hers into pink shirts everyday, and even now her hair was parted into pigtails. I knew better than to think she was innocent, though.
Lindsey continued.
“But really, my deepest darkest sexual fantasy is to get gangbanged by a bunch of guys who take me in each of my holes and cover me in their dripping cum.”
Lindsey looks straight into my eyes as she speaks. Her words seem dead serious. My dick is getting hard just from hearing her, so I cover my crotch with a throw pillow. Then she starts to laugh.
“As if! Just kidding,” she says. “I want to wait to lose my virginity to my husband on my wedding night, of course. That’s the ultimate sexual fantasy.”
Everyone else seems to be convinced, but I know the truth. We had fucked three times already, each time under the influence of mind control. So if she was lying now, was she telling the truth earlier? Did Lindsey really want a gangbang?
I don’t have enough time to think it over. Lindsey’s 90s party isn’t over. We play Never Have I Ever, Two Truths and a Lie, and a particularly XXX rated version of Thirty Seconds in Heaven before the night is over. I’m throwing back some Hawaiian Punch and vodka when Lindsey comes up to me.
She’s a bit wobbly from all the partying, and her flannel shirt looks wet with beer. Lindsey gets up on her tippy toes to whisper to me.
“What I said earlier was a lie. You know that right, Trevor? I really do want a gangbang. Can you just imagine how fun it would be with you, Kurt, and Chip stuffing me full of your cum? Filling my mouth, pussy, and ass with your rock hard dicks? I’m getting wet just thinking about it,” she says. “The only problem is, I’m too shy and nervous to ever make it happen.”
Lindsey plants a quick kiss on my cheek before running to join the rest of the party. I stand there, a bit shocked. My dick is rock hard and all I can think of is how much I want this to happen. But how?
The idea doesn’t hit me until the next morning. I wake up in my bed, hungover, with last night’s clothing still on my body. The first thing I do is look up Kurt and Chip on Facebook. The idea was so simple, it was stupid.
Mind control. Duh.
I message the jocks.
Hey, come over to my dorm. I type.
Why
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