Truth or Dare: The Girls of St. Agnes (College Lesbian Erotica)

by Lana J. Swift

  Turning back to Becky, Mary continued. “See, you’re not alone, Sam and Jaden have all made love just like you and me. That’s half the group! Our bodies were built to give us pleasure and sharing that with others isn’t something to be ashamed of.”

  “Ha – you sound like a perverse after-school special,” countered the unwilling redhead. “That’s definitely not what’s been drilled into my head all these years: abstinence is next to godliness, remember?”

  “Yeah, but you and I know better, right? So, c’mon... how many boys have you thrilled with that kick-ass bod?”

  Grinning sheepishly at the compliment, Becky twiddled her thumbs and mumbled something unintelligible.

  “Sorry, what was that?” asked Mary, crouching next to Becky who leaned in and whispered the answer directly in her ear. Mary’s mouth fell open and she blurted out, “Holy fucking hell, 53?”

  Tanya couldn’t believe it either.

  Flushing an even deeper shade of red, the redhead went back to staring at her feet as she attempted to clarify. “Yeah, but that’s like everyone for years, right? What can I say – I just really love boys.”

  Mary laughed at Becky’s feeble explanation. “I don’t know about that, but you certainly seem to love them inside you!” she shrieked in amusement.

  Becky looked crossed at being mocked and Mary knelt on the floor, grabbing the girl in a loose bear hug.

  “No, no, I’m sorry Becky, you know I’m just joking... really, it’s cool you can get boys like that. If I could get what I wanted so easily... well, I know I’d be in heaven.” Becky locked eyes with Mary for a second and this time it was Mary’s turn to blush. Turning away she continued, “And I don’t care what they say, but I hope you’re using protection ’cuz having our star girl pregnant would really screw things up.”

  Already feeling better at having shared such an intimate secret with the group, Becky justified herself in a rapid stream of consciousness.

  “Actually, I’m on the pill. I know it’s not s’posed to be done, but I’ve been super horny since I was a kid and I knew I couldn’t wait for sex ’til I was married – so I didn’t. After the first few times I knew I wasn’t gonna give it up... so when my mom caught on we saw our doctor, and he decided there was no choice but the pill. We just don’t tell anyone about it. Well, except you all, now, I guess.”

  “You lucky bitch!” muttered Jaden in a jealous tone. “Maybe you could help a girl out and give me your doc’s number?”

  Chapter 3

  Becky smirked at Jaden, obviously remembering that it was now her turn to choose the next victim. “Oh, so you like doin’ it bareback, huh? Maybe I can hook you up... but first, truth or dare?”

  “Dare!” shot back Jaden without missing a beat.

  Seeming a little disappointed that she wasn’t going to learn about Jaden’s exploits, Becky considered her challenge for a moment.

  “Well, every time I see you, you’ve got on that stupid jogging bra... even now under your swimsuit. So I want to see just what you’re hiding under there – I dare you to show us your boobs!”

  Jaden rolled her eyes and groaned. After the damaging scandal in the 90s, St. Agnes adopted an extremely strict modesty policy that required swim team members to wear their swimsuits as underwear to and from practices and matches, or alternatively use one of the private stalls in the locker room. Because of this there was little opportunity to see anyone in the buff – unless they felt like being naughty, which did happen now and again.

  “Oh god, really Becky? Why? I think they’re my worst feature!”

  “I don’t know,” remarked Becky with a sly grin, “I just have a feeling about you.”

  Tanya studied Jaden in her swimsuit, the light blue fabric contrasting beautifully with her glossy brown skin. She found it hard to believe that Jaden could possibly have a bad feature – frankly, her figure was that of an exotic supermodel: tall, muscular and athletic, and yet still feminine and curvy with sexy hips and a voluptuous ass that Tanya would absolutely die for. But even knowing that their tight swimsuits tended to mash everything flat, it still didn’t seem like Jaden had much in the way of tits to show off.

  Jaden sighed and crumpled up an empty chip bag, quickly scanning the room’s perimeter. According to the schedule they would be left alone until early afternoon when the maintenance staff arrived, and so far there had never been an issue with unexpected interruptions. Satisfied that the window blinds were drawn and all doors were closed and blocked, Jaden grumbled resignedly.

  “Well, if you insist – but remember, you asked for it.”

  The black teenager carefully slipped off the first of her swimsuit’s shoulder straps and quickly followed with the second, pulling her arms free of the stretchy material. She then shimmied the suit all the way down to her slender waist, revealing an extremely tight dark blue jogging bra that cut deeply into her flesh and must have been several sizes too small for her muscular torso. Peering into the eager faces of the seven girls staring fixedly at her chest, Jaden grabbed the bottom hem of her bra and, with a deep breath, yanked it upwards.

  Gasps of surprise came from around the room as a pair of chocolate-colored breasts burst dramatically from her chest. Jaden wasn’t flat after all! In fact she was probably the most buxom girl in the room – not that anyone here was overly well-endowed. But instead of her breasts jutting out firm and proud like Tanya’s or those of her girlfriends, Jaden’s sagged more than halfway to her bellybutton, swaying back and forth as she finished pulling the bra over her head.

  The first thought that came into Tanya’s head was that Jaden’s breasts looked amazing. Sure, they may have been a little “low set” compared to most teens, but there were no stretch marks or other imperfections and they had a sumptuous round swell at the bottom that perfectly showcased her huge, puffy dark brown areolas and nipples. The half-lime-sized bumps stuck out almost like a secondary tit on top of the first, nearly three inches across and an inch and a half in height. Tanya had never seen anything quite like it before and licked her lips, wishing she could reach out to see what they felt like.

  However, Jaden didn’t seem to share the same positive impression and poked at her floppy breasts critically, her broad dime-sized nipples hardening in the cold air. She sighed, grimacing as she mashed her boobs together to form some cleavage.

  “I guess I got these from my mom. I can’t understand why they hang like this, I mean I’ve always got ’em squished flat. And look at how freaking huge my nips are! They’re like saucers! I just wish I was all perky and normal like the girls on the net.”

  Without thinking, Tanya blurted out, “But I think they look sexy!”

  Several of her teammates giggled at the admission and Tanya sank back against the wall in embarrassment. Why did she say that?

  “Well, my boyfriends tell me they like them... but then again I have a feeling that if boys think it’ll get their dicks wet they’ll say anything.”

  Becky snorted, amused by Jaden’s use of crude language.

  Thinking she was finished with the dare, Jaden went to pull her bra back on when Mary stopped her. “Uh, can you leave that off for a while? You really do look damn sexy, and I think it’ll help set the mood. Those porn stars are all fake and plastic anyways – I’d always rather have the real thing.”

  Shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly, Jaden tossed her bra into the corner by the wall. “You’ve seen ’em already, so it’s no shirt off my back. Oh, wait!” She laughed at her own lame joke and the other girls joined in apprehensively.

  Tanya noticed that the group’s formerly cheery disposition had quickly developed an edge of tension, kindled at least in part by Jaden’s continued exposure. The discussion during last week’s brief ‘truth or dare’ session had been provocative enough, but today’s game was headed full steam into uncharted territory!

  ...And what exactly did Mary mean by “setting the mood”?

  Chapter 4

  “So Jaden, who’s gonna b
e next?” asked Mary, flashing the half-naked girl a lop-sided smile.

  Jaden immediately turned to Sam. “How about you, Sammy baby – truth or dare?”

  The petite Japanese teen stared wide-eyed at Jaden’s exposed boobs and opted for what seemed like the safer choice. “Truth!”

  “Hmm, let’s see. Okay, well, I’m completely shocked to hear you’re not a virgin, and I’m sure everyone else is as well. So... why don’t you tell us about your first time?”

  Sam swallowed a mouthful of soda and wrung her hands. “Oh jeez, that’s a tricky one. No one but you girls even knows I’ve ever had sex! Do you promise that everything’ll stay between us? I’m serious, this really can’t get out or I’m dead. Like maybe literally!”

  Looking around the room, she got each of the seven girls to agree individually. Tanya was particularly eager to hear what she had to say about her first encounter – she didn’t mind living vicariously, and it might be educational!

  “Well, I guess it’s only fitting for you to all know, since it happened on a team trip anyways. Do you remember when we were at that swim meet in Buffalo last month? On the first night there, when we all went to that big welcome party at the hotel? Remember some guys from the other team were hittin’ on us pretty bad – Mary, you chased them off a couple times.”

  Mary nodded. “I remember. Can’t have my girls distracted before a competition!”

  “Right. Anyhoo, I got kinda bored with warm fruit punch and crappy music and left early. I was hanging around the lobby when I saw one of the guys from earlier – his name was Paul, and he’s drop-dead gorgeous you know – and Paul said he had a bottle of Jack’s back in his room, and did I want to join him. He said some others were coming, and they were all gonna do shots and loosen up before the swim tomorrow.”

  Mary groaned. “I hope to god you didn’t actually fall for that one!”

  Sam looked insulted. “Oh, I knew it was a line... I’m not that green. I told him I’d think about it and he gave me his room number, then I chatted with someone else for a bit and then took the elevator up. When I was standing outside my room hunting for the keycard, I suddenly thought – why the fuck am I passing up hot guys and free booze? So I turned around and went straight to Paul’s room.

  “Outside the door I hear loud music and when I knocked Paul answered. There were like five guys and only two other girls, and everyone seemed happy to see me – I guess I helped the ratio. Anyways, they had the lights down low and were just starting on the Jack’s, and there was some beer and someone brought a joint... so I figured it was well worth staying.

  “So like a half hour later after some beer and a couple’a shots, I was feeling pretty good and I guess everyone else was too, ’cuz one of the guys did a body shot off a girl and Paul asked if he could do one off me.”

  Inexperienced with the goings-on at parties, Tanya interrupted. “Sorry if this is a stupid question, but what’s a body shot?”

  “You know – you lie down and pour booze on your stomach and then the guy sucks it up. It can get really hot if it runs down and they go chasing after it.”

  Tanya smiled to herself, picturing in her head how something like that would work. So this was the kind of stuff she was missing out on by avoiding parties... perhaps she would have to change her priorities.

  “Anyways, by then I was pretty buzzed, so I said that sounded like fun and lay on the bed. I pulled my top up a bit but then Paul goes and yanks it all the way to my neck. Of course I didn’t have a bra on, but even though I’m pretty flat it still made him and the other guys kinda frisky. Guess they like big nipples.”

  Sam snickered, self-consciously touching her hand to her chest before continuing.

  Automatically Tanya wondered just how big they were.

  “Paul did two shots off me and two other guys did one each, and by then the other girls were sucking face with boys on the couch. So there I was with these three hunks all to myself: one’s kissing me, Paul’s sucking my nipple, the third unbuttons my jeans and slides his hand inside my panties. The next thing I know, the other couples have disappeared I-don’t-know-where, and I’m all alone and getting felt up by these three sexy guys I’ve never met before. I’m so drunk and horny by then I’m pretty much ready for them to do anything, no questions asked.

  Apparent nymphomaniac Becky spoke up. “Wow, are you telling me you got your freak on with three guys for your first time? That’s impressive even by my standards – and you’re such a tiny little thing!”

  Sam took another swig of soda. “Actually I didn’t end up with any of ’em, ’cuz just as the third guy gets my panties around my feet the door bursts open and there’s one of their coaches all angry and yellin’ about the loud music and how they need to get rest for tomorrow. I scream, he sees what’s really going on and goes absolutely ballistic. The room turns into chaos, the guys are yellin’ and trying to hide the booze but there’s no getting rid of the weed smell, and I’m just naked on the bed cryin’ like a damn baby.

  “After shovin’ the guys into the room next door the coach picks my jeans off the floor and hands them to me, very calmly telling me to get dressed, which I do. He takes me down the hall to the elevator, saying we’re gonna see my coach to tell him about the drugs and booze, and he doubts I’ll be allowed to swim tomorrow and figures I’ll probably be suspended for a month.”

  “Wait a minute,” interrupted Tanya, recalling the match last month in detail. “I remember Buffalo and you swam in every event. In fact I think you even broke your personal 100 meter record.”

  Sam smiled slyly. “Yeah, I did, didn’t I? How about that...”

  “Okay – spill it already!”

  “So... we’re in the elevator and I’m cryin’ and he’s got his hand on my back trying to comfort me, and I’m pleadin’ with him not to tell coach. He says there’s nothing he can do, the rules say he has to report the whole thing even for his own guys, but I say I’ll do anything for him to keep quiet. He turns and looks at me strangely and I just stare back, and without even meaning to I lick my lips. His eyes widen and his hand slowly moves down to grab my ass, and he says, ‘Anything?’ Right then my only thought is if I go along with whatever he wants, I could keep out of trouble. So, nervous as all hell, I nod yes.”

  Mary sucked air through her teeth. “I saw their coach,” she remarked, “and he’s buff and all, but he’s gotta be what, thirty-five at least? You’d really let someone nearly twice your age fuck you just to keep from getting in trouble?”

  “Do you know what kinda shit I’d get in with coach Parker not to mention Sister J if they heard I was drinking, smokin’ weed and about to let three guys from the opposing team fuck the hell out of me before a competition? I’d be lucky if I ever saw the inside of St. Agnes again – not to mention my parents would disown me!”

  Sister Josephine’s reputation as St. Agnes’ headmistress was that of legend – in years gone by she was rumored to have left permanent marks on knuckles and rear ends with just one whack from her infamous wooden ruler. Although Tanya had so far managed to avoid being called to her office, that was primarily because she was scared enough to avoid trouble on campus in the first place.

  “You do have a point,” admitted Mary. “Sister J would rip you a new one and use it to impale you on a spire as a warning to others. But how could you know their coach would keep quiet?”

  “I had to take the chance! Besides, I was drunk and already willing to let three total strangers do anything they wanted, so at the time it didn’t seem that big a deal if I let someone else take their place...”

  “Heh, I don’t think I’ve heard that one before. It seems wrong, though, he was taking advantage of you.”

  “Yes, I know that now. But it was my boneheaded decisions that got me into that mess, so why not make another one to try to get out? Anyways, he takes me to his room and he turns on the radio and gets a few drinks from the bar – I don’t even know what we were drinking, but it really made my head spin –
then he asks me to dance and get undressed to the music. I’ve never stripped for anyone before, but I’ve practiced a bit in front of my mirror so I kinda knew what to do.

  “He’s watching from the bed and I see him rubbin’ a bulge through his jeans, and it makes me a bit excited to know I’m turning him on. When I’m finally naked I start showing off my bits and kinda puttin’ on a show, then he gets up and kisses me and starts groping between my legs. I know he could feel how wet I was – god help me, I was wet – and then he has me take his pants and underwear off, and out pops his cock and he expects me to give him a blow job.”

  “Ooh,” exclaimed Becky, “what did it look like? Was it big?”

  “What the hell would I know about that? In real life I’ve only ever seen my brother’s before, and I’m usually tryin’ very hard not to notice anything. So... long, big pink head, veiny, a hell of a lot bigger than I was expecting – though he was completely shaved so that part was kinda cool. Anyways, like I said he’s expecting a blowjob, but I can barely get my mouth around the thing and I kept gagging and choking. So he laughs and asks me to get on the bed, and that’s when I tell him it’s my first time and he replies – no joking – ‘Don’t worry, you’re not the first little cherry I’ve plucked this year.’”