Sex or Suicide - Sex Stories

Sex or Suicide

... as she walked and eyed the exposed flesh where her pants were torn. Nicole opened the refrigerator and bent over to fetch our beers. The rips in her jeans made her tight round ass appear to be bursting from within. I felt a nudge at my leg and glanced over at Cory. "Stop drooling," he scolded me playfully. I smirked but again turned my eyes toward Nicole, who was already walking our direction with an arm full of drinks. She was looking at me, though, and something in her eyes told me that she had heard what Cory said. She smirked at me knowingly. It wouldn't be the first time she had caught me undressing her with my eyes. Nicole took her place on the opposite side of the table from us. She slid us our beers and I wasted no time cracking mine open. "Oh shit," I heard Cory mutter. I followed his gaze to a tall bottle that Nicole had also brought to the table, which was clear and filled with an amber colored liquid. There was no label on the bottle or anything else to identify what was inside. She also had something hidden in her closed fist. "What's in that?" I asked motioning to the bottle. "You don't wanna know," Cory muttered. Nicole looked at me with a sly grin. "Since there's nothing else to do, I got an idea. It's a little game I used to play with Holly and her friends when we were dating." I remembered Holly. She had worked with Nicole for a while, and the two dated for almost a year before they split. Holly was bisexual just like Nicole, obviously, though nowhere near ...

... as attractive. "I thought we already said that drinking games were out," I pointed out. Nicole's green eyes flashed as she said, "This is different. I've never brought this game up before because I figured that neither one of you would play it, but seeing as we're bored out of our fucking minds, I wanna give it a shot. I think it'll be fun." "Not if it involves drinking that," Cory groaned. Nicole ignored him. "The game is called Sex or Suicide." At the very mention of sex from Nicole I grew excited, though I did well to hide it. "We play it using that bottle of alcohol, and these," Nicole said. She rolled three dice out onto the table. I saw that one had the usual numbered sides, whereas the other two had words written on them in place of numerical dots. "We take turns rolling the dice," Nicole went on, "and if you don't want to do what the dice tell you then you have to take a shot." "Wait a second," I said catching on. "Those are sex dice, right?" She nodded slowly. "Yep." My heartbeat skyrocketed. Nicole was wanting to play a sex game! My bl**d was starting to really flow thinking about getting intimate in any way with my long time friend and secret crush. I did my best to play it cool, though. "Are you sure about that?" I asked sounding skeptical. "I mean we're all friends. Wouldn't that be sort of weird?" Nicole rolled her eyes and laughed. "Oh, c'mon, Derrick! We've been friends forever. Don't you think I've noticed the looks you give me? Or the reasons you come up with ...