I nodded and took one of the two bottles she held, sitting on the edge of the sofa bed, unlacing my eighteen hole Doc Martins showing my miss matching thick stripey socks, one lime green the other a bright tangerine shade, and tossing them over by the front door to her little studio flat where they landed with a thump.
Whilst I done that she reached over into a side unit, pulling out a couple of dice and an old wooden cigar box.
"So, nice and simple.. State if you want a truth or dare before rolling. Who ever rolls highest asks or dares the other person."
"How about we make it interesting, if one of us rolls a one and the other a six we both remove a bit of clothing as well" I chimed in.
She took a swig of her bottle and nodded.
She grabbed a remote control from under her pillow, switching on a battered old stereo and set the CD player with its three disks playing.
We both settled on the bed, sat opposite each other, her with her legs wide spread either side of the box lid though only showing a little leg where the skirt rode up just a little, I sat with my legs crossed, knees touching her toes, which idly played with a rip in one knee.
She took one dice, a red one, I took the other, a white one.
"Truth" I said
"Truth" she replied and we rolled.
Her dice a two, mine a four.
"How many double a's you been through this week" I took a swig from my bottle.
"Four. The rabbit burned out on Tuesday so I put fresh ones in then"
She smiled and pulled out the matt black rabbit from the unit next to the sofa bed, pressing a button causing the thing to start vibrating in her hand.
"Might need more tomorrow though.." she laughed, switching it off and putting it on the pillow behind her.
"Truth" I said again
"Dare" was her choice this time
We rolled, red six, white two.
Close..
"Ok mister.. So, I heard you and Marcia had a thing going on.. What did you think of her piercings.."
"Well, the rings in her lip were interesting when we made out. The stud on her tongue.. Took some getting used to. When she sucks cock she's like a snake with a flickering tongue and that little silver ball can hurt a guy.. The labia ones.. Kinda scraped on my teeth a little when she was on top for a sixty niner "
"Hah, I'm not the only one who had that then" she laughed "What.. We was d*unk and I had no batteries.." another long swallow from the bottles each and they were half gone already.
"Dare" I chose
"Same.." she replied.
Red five, white five.
"Crap.. Um what do we do if its a draw?" she asked.
I shrugged "if we choose the same thing then a joint one. If we choose different then roll again?" I said.
"OK.. I dare you to..." she looked around the room before looking back at me "I dare you to get an ice cube from the freezer and pass it to me with out using your hands."
Easy!
I nodded, passing her my bottle, putting my hands behind me, and rolled off the bed, landing on my feet, walking to the little fridge freezer she had, mostly for booze and snacks, and opened the lower door with a foot, hooking a socked foot into the draw, pulling it open and got down onto my knees going face first into the open draw, finding the bag of ice cubes and pulling one out with my mouth, using my knee to close the draw and the door, standing and walking back to the sofa bed, leaning over Mo and bending down, ice cube slowly dripping from between my teeth.
A cold droplet landed on one of her breasts, running between them causing her to shiver.
A second and third droplet joined it.
She tilted her head up, neck long and pale. As I leaned down further a drop hit the side of her jaw, she inhaled sharply and shuddered as the rivulet of water ran down her neck.
I paused, lips manipulating the ice cube so more of it melted.
Her mouth opened, leaning up to me, our lips touched.
Mine cold from the ice cube that was rapidly melting from the heat of our breath, hers warm and full.
As our lips touched the ice cube transfered from one mouth to the other.
The taste of her lipstick, the tang of the beer on her breath.
The not quite kiss broke off as she crunched on the ice cube and passed me back a bottle.
"Dare"
"Truth"
Red six, white three.
"Take off your socks.."
"Truth"
"Truth"
Red four, white three.
"Do you ever want to kiss me when we sleep together.."
"Yes.." I whispered.
She smiled and stretched, toe drawing circles on my knee, arms high above her pulling her breasts almost out of her corset, the pink flesh of her nipples showing, one winking with a flash of silver from the thick ring that sat mostly hidden by the corset still.
"Oops.." she giggled d*unkenly and tucked herself away again.
"Dare"
"Truth"
Red one, white six.
"Take off your t-shirt, with out removing your jumper.." she told me
"Sure, but you're removing your corset"
"Ok.. What's your question for me?"
I pulled my arms into the jumper, I was so glad this thing huge, and taking off my GnR Pretty Tied Up t-shirt was easy enough.
She waited until I showed her my t-shirt before she put her bottle between her legs then unhooked each steel peg and loop of her corset.
One arm covering her breasts, the other tossing the corset aside and grabbing her beer again, drawing one leg up in front of her to provide some sort of suddenly needed decency.
"Why so curious about me and Marcia?"
"um.." she took another long swallow of her bottle, all but finishing it. I followed suit.
"She liked to talk to me about you. You ever think about asking her out or anything?"
"Not really.."
"Oh?"
"She's great and everything, about as perverted as I like. But I don't know. I mean the sex was good and everything but.. I dunno. I mean at the time it was just about the sex. She wasn't seeing anyone and I'd just ended with Kel. We was d*unk, at the same parties, you had Bill and well me and Marcia just ended up in bed with each other"
"A lot of times.."
"The sex was good like I said.."
We finished our bottles, the last swig from each and I fetched another couple from the fridge.
"I miss good sex.." Mo said suddenly.
"Maybe you should give Marcia a ring.. Late night booty call.."
"No.. Not tonight."
We picked up the dice again.
"Dare"
"Same"
Red five white three.
"I dare you to... Let me hold you while you pee..."
I couldn't say no.. But my bladder didn't need to be emptied just yet.
"OK, but I don't need to go right now.."
"Truth"
"Dare"
Red five, white six
I smiled.
"I dare you to put the rabbit in my lap and deep throat it.."
"Um.. OK. But.."
"But?"
"I can only deep throat in a sixty niner.."
We put the beers to one side and I lay back on the bed, head on a cushion.
She passed me the rabbit, I undone the zip of my jeans and poked it through.
She smiled and eased over my face.
The dark of the skirt surrounding me suddenly.
Slowly she lowered her self a few inches above my face.
The scent of her sex was thick and cloying, the softness of her thick tights against my cheek.
I felt her press a button on the rabbit, its base vibrating against the top of my cock causing it to stir.
I felt more than saw what she was doing.
Hearing the soft gagging noises as she took the vibrator into her mouth, the soft rocking motion as she swallowed it deeper.
The push of her naked breasts against my jumper.
The soft slurping came to a stop, the vibration still going against my slowly thickening cock.
The gentle pressure of her moving on the bed as the heady scent of her grew more.
"Eat me... I've rolled the dice.. Lick my cunt.. Oh gods lick my cunt please.." her voice was hoarse, filled with need.
I pulled the skirt up around her arse, and saw her pussy glistening, waiting for me, clit hard and lips parted in desire.
I didn't need to be dared twice!
Pulling her down on to my face, my tongue darting into her, causing her to moan and move slowly back and forth in time with the probing of my tongue into her, along the cleft, over each lip, the hard nib of her clit..
She took my cock out from my jeans, taking it into her mouth, sucking it to hardness.
"Oh... Fuck... Marcia was right.. You know how to eat pussy.. Fuck.. Oh.. Yeah like that.. Suck my clit.. Oh... Fuuuuuck..."
She swallowed my cock again, lips locking tight around it, taking it inch by inch back and forth in her mouth.
"Don't.. don't stop.. Oh god don't stop..."
Alternating between taking my cock deep into her hot wet mouth, sucking on my head like a lollipop and talking dirty we sucked, licked and tongued each other for around a half hour in the end.
She came squealing and panting but I couldn't cum, I don't know why, guilt perhaps from having my best friend grinding hard on my face or maybe because of how much I'd d*unk.
Finally Mo sat up, my cock quickly going flaccid, and eased off of my face.
She was smiling from ear to ear.
"You have no idea how much I needed that... So much better than a rabbit with batteries running low.."
She grabbed a bottle and took a deep swallow from it, some of it escaping her lips and running down her jaw, down her neck and lost between her breasts.
I finally sat up, tucking away my cock and reached for my bottle.
Swallow after swallow, gulping it down, the bottle all but gone in one long chug.
"Wow, you was either thirsty or I didn't taste to good.."
"Thirsty.." I replied with a smile.
"You have one of the sweetest cunts I've ever had.."
"One of?"
"There was a Chinese girl back before we met, tasted like Turkish Delight. That was a cunt I could eat for hours.."
"I'm so not stuffing a frys bar in my muff for you.. Even if it does mean hours.. Hmm.. Well, they're only sixty seven pence so maybe.." she smiled and drained more of her bottle.
I stood.
"Back in a sec.. Need to pee.."
She stood, walking over her sofa bed and stepped off in front of me.
"Did you forget that you were dared..."
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