Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

It's Only Fair: EP13

We all nodded. Well, this seemed perfectly dignified. Nothing inappropriate at all. Well, except for the underage drinking. But honestly, on the scale of what we'd done already, that barely registered.

Amy refilled her shot glass and leaned back in her chair. "OK, so since Brianna just went, I'll go. Never have I ever taken an AP physics course."

The twins both downed their shots. They both coughed, but steadied themselves. Amy poured them more, then gestured to me. I had to think about it for a moment.

"Never have I ever owned my own car," I said. Amy gave me a dirty look, but she did her shot.

"Never have I ever gotten a C or worse in math class," Jenna said. Both Brianna and Amy did their shots.

"That's not cool, Jen," Brianna said.

"Maybe not so granular next time," Amy said, "But still, good."

Yup, this was quite tame. Nice and safe. Brianna did hers about a sailing trip, which made everyone drink except her (we'd gone when I was in high school, but Brianna had missed it with the flu), and now we were back around. "Never have I ever had a circumcision," Amy said. The girls all giggled as I drank.

"Fine, play that way," I said, "Never have I ever had a period." Obviously, that meant all three women had to drink.

"Never have I ever..." Jenna began.

"Hang on," Brianna said, "I have to pee." She stood up from the couch, but stumbled back laughing. "Whoops!" "You ok, Bree?" Jenna asked.

"Yeah, just... Woo. Lost myself there for a sec," Brianna said. She stood again and, balancing herself on the couch, slowly made her way out of the living room. Grabbing walls as she went.

I shouldn't have been surprised. We'd killed a whole bottle of wine, had a glass of whiskey, and now we were slamming shots. What's the old saying? One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor?

I'd only had two shots, myself, but was feeling warm. The twins had each had three while Amy had done five. My older sister seemed fine, she'd drank plenty in her life and knew her limits. But our younger sisters hadn't had more than a few sips of beer before that night, as far as I knew. We were lucky they both weren't completely wrecked.

Brianna came back a few minutes later looking a bit steadier. But her face was still red as a fire hydrant and she leaned into the couch more than she sat on it.

"OK, back to it," Amy said.

slightly, and so she said it again. This time with one finger in the air like she was getting ready to pontificate in front of the General Assembly. "Hang on. Maybe we need to slow down on the

Amy said, "I thought we could finally hang out together. Like real adults. I guess you're still babies. You want me to

Brianna and

keep playing," Amy

Jenna said, "But maybe not

alcohol and argument -- I swear I saw a twinkle in Amy's

had a friend of a friend who told me about something his older brother had gotten into. A bunch of kids started having Mario Kart tournaments and ended up in an orgy. That's what he'd told me had started it all. Those words. It's not fun if there's nothing to lose. Did Amy understand the power of the words she'd just

just play for

had the answer in mind. She was smart enough not to say it though. "Any ideas, Chase?" Goddamn it --

I started, as if I was really considering options, "How about this? Let's say on your turn you

suggestion. Clearly, my sister was

I Ever," Jenna said flatly. She wasn't nearly as impressed by my ingenuity, clearly. Brianna also seemed to

over again. Was I really going to let this opportunity go? Hell no! The USS Fuckalot had just docked right in front of us.

Amy said, "How much are you wearing anyway? It looks

Amy was wearing a heavy white sweater with dark slacks. I had on jeans and a t-shirt. Overall, it was pretty even. "Besides, it's

turned to me, obviously looking for help. But it was sort of like when you spray a cat with water, and it runs to you for safety.

Amy poured us more tequila ("To sip as we play,"

evil plan to take over the world.

losing clothes, then I think the questions should

and reached down for

don't count," Amy

"What?"

"Why not?"

see feet? No,

deep sigh -- not nearly as upset as I pretended -- then reached down and lifted off my shirt. Of course, I had nothing on under it. One question in and I was already half naked. At least the house was well heated. But that didn't stop the rest of my body from stiffening up. We'd barely started and already I felt

Amy said, pointing

Jenna looked confused.

totally touched Brianna's giant tit. Did more than just touch, if

as Jenna's covered boobs came out, but my younger sister

only thing when it comes to breasts and Jenna was obvious evidence of that. I couldn't wait for her to take off her bra and reveal