Truth or Dare

“Come on, Ally, it’s your turn, truth or dare?”

I made a face. It was a birthday tradition and because it was my birthday, all eyes were on me as I made my decision. It was late and most of the regular guests had gone home but those had remained were my closest few. Jasmine and Kareem sat on the sofa, curled up against each other. Tina and Ricky were lying in front of the fire place and Duncan sat in the chair facing me.

I’ve known these people for years. I would trust them with anything, but I was always uneasy when it came to my birthday and my turn in the hot seat for truth or dare.

“Truth, I guess,” I muttered, not really wanted to play this game.

“When did you lose your virginity?” Tina demanded, leaning in closer to hear my answer. I could tell that everyone was now listening intently. Especially Duncan.

Duncan’s eyes were all hot caramel when he stared at me. I could feel him tracing my every curve. I shuddered.

They were all waiting, but I couldn’t find a way to answer that question. I wish she’d asked me anything else, but it was not easy to admit that you were still a virgin at twenty-six. Could I admit that I’d had turned down the chance because I had always dreamt that it would be Duncan who would pop my cherry? We’d known each other since our freshman year at college, and from the minute I first saw him, I’d wanted him in the most primal way. But I never could tell him that or even mention it to Jasmine who was my best friend.

By the length of my pause, Jasmine saved me. “Why do we play this game every year? We’re not kids anymore.”

Picking up on the cue, Ricky nodded. “It is kinda stupid that we play this religiously.”

Tina sighed. “What else is there to do?”

“I don’t know, we should find something better,” Jasmine said.

“She’s just avoiding the question,” Tina snapped. “Quit taking up for her. It’s her birthday and it’s her turn. We go through this every year. Ally, answer the question.”

“She doesn’t have to answer it, just because you deem it necessary. And the reason we go through this every year is because you always ask the most personal and private things.”

“Everything else is boring!” snapped Tina, who was getting in a huff. “What’s wrong with answering the question? Okay, if it makes her feel any better, I was fourteen and it was my dad’s besfriend. He came over for dinner, and while Mom and Dad were gathering the plates, I went outside on the porch. He followed me and fucked me right there against the backdoor. What about you, Ricky?”

Rick moved slightly. “I was sixteen and it was my sister’s lesbian girl friend. Of course at the time we didn’t know she was a lesbian.”

The crowd laughed, and some of the tension eased.

“And Kareem, when did you lose it?” Tina demanded, leading the conversation.

“I don’t remember,” he said softly. “It was a long time ago.”

“Oh, whatever,” Tina said, rolling her eyes. “Duncan?”

“Senior Prom. We were drunk and in the backseat of my Dad’s Mustang. It was one of the greatest experiences of my life.”

“Okay, now, Ally, spill it.”

“She doesn’t want to,” Jasmine said quickly.

“She didn’t answer. You did. Now, Ally, you know the rules. It’s your birthday, we all do it, so tell the truth, when did you lose your virginity?”

I could see the tension coming back, Jasmine opened her mouth to save me again, but I stopped her.

“I haven’t. I’m still a virgin,” I said softly. The entire room stopped and all eyes zoomed in on me. I instantly felt like I was two inches tall.

Tina instantly regretted making me take my turn. “I’m sorry, Ally, I didn’t know–I mean you mention guys all the time–I just assumed–“

I stood up and fled to the kitchen.

I could hear Tina babbling. “I didn’t mean–I didn’t know–“

“Yeah, well, if you would have just left it alone–“

I walked out to the back porch and left the argument in the house. It was early winter and the snow had begun to fall and I shivered slightly.

I felt hands on my shoulders. J turned and Duncan stood facing me, a tender look in his eyes.

“Al, I never knew–“

I shook off his hands and walked to the opposite end of the porch. I was not in the mood for a pep talk or one of those understanding talks. I just wanted to be alone and not discuss my lack of experience when it came to sex.

“Why did you ever mention it?”

“Mention what? Being a virgin? Duncan, what would you have done had I walked up to you and been like, ‘Duncan, you know I’ve never had sex and I know that you’ve had a lot of it, would you like to fuck me?'”

“Me?” he asked, with surprise in his voice. “You wanted your first time to be with me?”

I looked over my shoulder. “If you haven’t noticed it by now, then you’re blind.”

“Ally, you should have said something a long time ago. I’ve been walking around with a bone in my pants for eight years.”

I turned to face him. I blinked in surprise. “Ex-excuse me? What did you just say?”

“I said that I’ve been hot for you since the day Tina introduced us. You wore that thin peach blouse that was almost see through. It dove me crazy,” he shuddered.

“But you never–all your girlfriends, you always brought them over and made me meet them–“

He grinned sheepishly. “I wanted to make you jealous–maybe terrorize you the way you’ve terrorized me. Every girl I’ve fucked for the last eight years has reminded me of you in one form or another but she wasn’t you.”

I shivered, but not because of the cold. He reached and took me by the arm and pulled me toward him.

“Tell me you want me,” he whispered.

I couldn’t find the ability to make my mouth form the words. He tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled me up against his hard frame. “Say it.”

“I want you.”

“Tell me you want to fuck you,” he said, lowering his mouth just a few inches from hers.

“Hard and fast,” I said, my breath was wavering slightly.

“Right here and right now?” he said, crushing my breasts against his hard chest. He had to feel my nipples hardened against him.

“Uh-huh.”

“Do you want me to fuck you until you can’t walk?”

I nipped at his lip. “Yes.”

“That’s all I needed to hear,” he said picking me up and slipping through the back door. Taking the back steps, he made it to my bedroom without anyone else in the party knowing what was going on.

He opened the door and carried me to my bed. The moon was shining through the window casting the bed into a halo of white light.

Lying me on my back, he eased off my socks and shoes, his big hands rubbing and massaging my feet. The pleasure of that alone was enough to have me arching my back and groaning in sheer joy.

He moved up and unfastened my jeans and eased my black sweater over my head so that I lay topless wearing only a bra and my jeans. I didn’t feel nearly as elegant as I should have. Propping himself up he bent his head and plundered my mouth with his tongue. He ducked his head and nipped my throat and then down to my breasts.

Pushing the lacy cups aside he licked my nipples until they blushed rosily. Twirling his tongue around them, I arched to make sure that he had full access to all of them.

He pulled at them respectively and sucked hard and I groaned. In a quick move, he unsnapped my bra and I was completely nude from the waist up. His kisses moved down and lined the waist of my jeans. He gently pulled them down, kissing the trail he made. Following my jeans was my underwear. A plain white lace thong. Duncan took a long lingering look.

“Wow,” he whispered in a gravelly voice. “You’re beautiful.”

I hid my face. “No, I’m not.”

He took my face in his hands. “Yes, you are, Ally. You’re amazing.”

His kiss was tender as his hands moved away from my face down to my thong. It slid down my thighs exposing my neat
ly trimmed pussy. He broke the kiss to stare at me a bit longer before pushing my legs wide.

“Have you ever had this before?” he asked, his head lowered, and his breath lingering on my skin.

“No,” I gasped.

He smile and never breaking eye contact with me, he lowered his head. My world exploded with the first flick of his tongue over my clit. I cried out and my thighs twitched. His throaty laughter was low, but soon it turned into a primal growl.

“Oh my fucking God, Ally, you taste so good,” he choked before lapping at my clit with his very skill full tongue.

The pleasure was so intense, I could feel every muscle in my body starting to tighten as he sucked at me. I arched my back and grabbed my nipples and squeezed them as hard as I could.

I felt his finger inside me, moving as I felt his tongue flicking back and forth. His finger pumped a rhythm and my hips of their own accord moved with it. I felt the first spasms of my climax, as he lifted his head.

“That’s it, Ally, come for me.”

And I did. My body locked up and I felt my inner muscles start to milk his finger which was deeply embedded inside me.

As it started to subside, I opened my eyes to see him adjust his position, as he knelt before me. He still held my thighs open far enough.

“It might hurt,” he whispered.

“I’m ready,” I answered, twisting my hands in the bedspread. I was ready.

But instead of entering me, like I expected, he cradled my face and kissed me. He forced his tongue inside my mouth as his huge throbbing cock forced itself inside me. I felt the pop and then the impossible thickness of it. I didn’t move for a few seconds, because I was unsure of what to do.

Duncan began to quake slightly. He didn’t say anything or move. He was braced above me and his eyes were closed. I knew that I had done something wrong.

“I’m sorry, Duncan, I didn’t mean to do anything wrong–“

“Oh, God, Ally,” he said through clenched teeth. “You haven’t done anything wrong. If anything, it’s just too right. Oh, God, Ally. You’re so perfect. So fucking perfect. I’m just trying not to rush this. Am I hurting you?”

“No, but is this all there is?” I asked.

He forced one eye open and smiled down at me. “No, there’s more. You’re just so tight–so right. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me, Duncan.”

He entwined his fingers with mine as he began to thrust in and out slowly. I began to stretch to accommodate him and before I knew it, my hips were moving along with his. He was so big but when he was so deep inside me I felt completely whole. It was as if all the sensations of the world came into focus in that one moment–the feel of his hair roughened thighs against mine, his cock forcing my pussy wider and wider as he kept thrusting.

My muscles began tightened again, and then time I arched to meet his thrust forcing him to touch the gate of my womb.

He stiffened and arch away from me as I felt his hot cum shoot inside me, coating my pussy until it was dripping our mingled cum and sweat. He collapsed on top of me panting.

“It’s never been like that,” he said, in a croaky voice. “In all the times—Ally, it’s never been like that. Ally, you’re the best. How can you be so good at something you’ve never done? God, Ally, you take my breath away.”

I couldn’t find words. I just lay there pressed against his hard body against mine. His cock was still hard and inside me. I could feel it twinge every now and then.

About twenty minutes later, we reemerged from upstairs to the party below. Tina and Jasmine were still fighting, but as I walked in with Duncan’s arm around my shoulders they silenced themselves.

I looked around. “Truth or dare?”

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