1. Sex or Suicide


    Date: 8/17/2016, Categories: Anal, First Time, Group Sex, Author: howmuchcanyoutake, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    head swam in a sea conflict. I was so aroused by the idea of getting to do some sort of naughty act to Nicole. On the other hand, it made my stomach crawl to think of having to do something even remotely sexual with Cory. He was my friend and I just wasn't attracted to guys. A cold anxious feeling pulsed in my chest while moths fluttered in my gut. "If we choose not to perform the act we can just take a shot instead, right?" I asked her. "See, that's the catch," Cory interjected. "The object of the game is obviously to prompt you toward sexual activity, because you are not gonna want to take a shot of that stuff." My brow furrowed as I studied the amber colored liquid in the large bottle on the table. "Why... what's in it?" "It's why the game is called Sex or Suicide, baby," Nicole said with an evil little laugh. "It's horrible," Cory told me. "She pours all different kinds of liquor and whiskey and god knows what else into that bottle, and expects a human to drink it. I've had a shot of it before and it's like taking a shotgun blast to the head and having your insides lit on fire." "Oh hell, it's not that bad," Nicole grinned. "I just mix like sour mash whiskey, spiced rum, vodka, tequila... and maybe some energy drinks... uh.... I forget what else. It's all top shelf stuff, though." I cringed at the mere mention of the ingredients. "Are you trying to give us alcohol poisoning?" Nicole chuckled. "It's a suicide. C'mon, I thought you girls wanted to have fun. If you're ...
    chickenshit just let me know and we'll go back to doing nothing all night." I stared at the large bottle on the table. I knew I could hold my liquor, but it turned my stomach to think of drinking several kinds mixed together, when any one alone could put me out. I glanced up at Nicole, who was biting her lip and looking me up and down. I knew she was trying to tease me and it was working. Tonight I had a chance to touch her skin, kiss her full lips, and whatever else a roll of the dice could get me. I had to play the game. At the very worst, I could always just drink myself stupid instead of doing anything sexual with Cory. I took a deep breath and sighed heavily. "Fuck it. I'm in, I guess." Nicole gave me an approving smile. She looked at Cory. "Well? What about you?" Cory threw up his hands. "I guess I don't have a choice." "Sweet," Nicole said. "There's one little thing I didn't mention about taking your shots. If you choose suicide, you loose an article of clothing. No shoes or socks allowed either, boys. I hate that crap. So take 'em off." Cory and I exchanged glances before we each leaned over and unlaced our shoes. We pulled them off along with our socks and tossed them aside. Nicole opened the suicide bottle and poured a shot for each of us. "Okay, so we each have numbers. If anyone rolls a one or a two with the numbered die, they perform a task on me. If we roll a three or a four, that'll be Derrick, and a five or six will be for Cory. Then you roll the other dice and see ...
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