1 Baton, 5 Choir Girls - Sex Stories

1 Baton, 5 Choir Girls

... or do a dare—your choice—given by each person in the circle. Just to make things a little more interesting, we decided that at least one of the four choices MUST be a dare. Things began innocently enough, as is typical with a truth or dare game. I found out that Emily had never kissed a boy, that Krista S. hated her father more than anyone else, and that Kristen thought music theory was her most pointless class. I also found out that Krista W. was extremely daring, because she asked for three dares (and one truth—from me, of course) right from the start. All of the girls ended up licking a brick on the side of the wall. The first time I got out, I nervously stood up and got into the center of the circle, replacing Krista S. who had just done three jumping jacks. “Truth or dare?” Emily asked when I turned to her. “Dare,” I said, figuring I’d get it over with. “Lick a brick!” Emily said, laughing. Thinking of how convenient that we’d all been sent to the center already, I walked to the same brick the four girls had licked then froze. Each one of them had licked roughly the same spot and I now realized that it would be a little different for a guy to do that than a girl. Wasn’t it kind of like licking their tongues? For some reason this odd thought stirred my nether part and I decided to play things up a bit. Closing my eyes, I pretended to French kiss the wall. “Eww!” all four girls said in unison and then busted up into laughter. It died down a bit as I stepped into the ...

... middle of the circle again, but there was still the occasional giggle throughout the rest of my turn. I let Krista S. know that I didn’t really HATE anyone, and I told Kristen that yes, of course I’d kissed a girl, since I was engaged. That got laughs from everyone, too. As I had somehow suspected, Krista W. decided to push the boundaries a little further. “Truth or dare?” she asked. “Truth.” “Do you ever… you know….” She bit her lower lip in a girlish, rather sexy, way and made a jack off motion with her right hand. “Krista!” Emily said, looking shocked, but the other girls busted up laughing. Even Emily joined in after a little while. All four of them were blushing furiously, obvious even in the dim light. I glanced over at Hally, who was far TOO buried in her book to not be listening. “What?” Krista W. said after the laughter had died down a little. “It’s truth or dare! What do you expect? He knew it would be awkward.” She turned to me, an innocent, triumphant smile on her lips. “Well?” “Yes, I do,” I said, producing a bunch more “eww”s from the girls. I’m sure I was blushing even harder than any one of them. “How often?” Krista S. said, surprising me. “Hey, that’s a different question!” It was a little difficult to concentrate after this embarrassment, so it took longer than usual for me to find out who was it, and when I finally did I discovered that it was Krista W. While the dare was still innocuous (Kristen had her do three jumping jacks), I decided to continue with the ...