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1 Baton, 5 Choir Girls

Date: 1/1/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Exhibitionism, First Time, Group Sex, Male / Female Teens, Masturbation, Teen Female/Teen Female, Young, Author: Squirrelboy, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

the circle. Her features were smoother than Emily’s, and she was the shortest of the group. Unless she was excited, she was rather quiet, but when it was just our little cabal she was always bubbly. Rather thin, her breasts were still of average size, but it was her backside that drew eyes, probably because she usually wore rather tight pants. Her hair was the same brown shade as Emily’s but a little shorter, most often put up in a ponytail as it was that night. “Yeah, you were next, but I think we should change things up a bit, to match the atmosphere,” Krista W. said. As is about to be demonstrated, she was the most adventurous of us all. In addition to their names, the two Kristas looked extremely similar. Both had bright blonde hair and were of a similar, average height and both had rather small breasts. Krista W. had a wider smile and eyes than I typically care for, but Krista S. had a face and eyes that I could melt into. Often, when we were having a conversation, I did just that. “What do you mean,” Krista S. asked, furrowing her brow. “I think we should make the person in the middle play truth or dare,” Krista W. said, giggling. The other girls in the circle joined in the giggling, but Emily looked over to me and said, “With Brian here?” “Yeah, I guess that might make it a little… awkward,” Kristen agreed. They were all looking at me. “I promise that it will only be awkward for me,” I said, laughing. I was intrigued. I’d never been what one might consider a “lady’s ... man” but I wasn’t ugly either. I was wearing contacts at this point and I’ve been told that my blue eyes, in conjunction with my dark hair, was striking. While I wasn’t really in shape, I WAS thin, which helped. My comment must have put the girls at ease, and I felt a bit of excitement build inside of me. I’d never played truth or dare before and I’d always wanted to. Now here I was, in the perfect environment, the only man with four girls. Well, maybe FIVE girls…. “Hey, Hally, want to join?” I asked the last girl. She was as short as Kristen, with similar color of hair but a slightly heavier build. This didn’t mean that she was fat; she simply had larger hips and breasts. She shook her head and picked up her book. “I think my eyes are adjusting.” I shrugged and we began our game again. It was a simply game, one that Krista S. had got us started on a couple months before. One player stood in the center of the others, trying to determine who was “it.” The way this was decided was by simple hand gestures that were “passed around.” For example, my hand gesture was a soft pound on the knee. If someone wanted to pass who was “it” to me, they would need to pound on their knee and I would need to pound on my knee in return. The person in the middle would spin around, trying to determine who was “it” by catching them in the act of giving their signal. If you were caught, you were the next one to go into the center of the circle. Now, in addition to this, you also needed to tell a truth ...