Lapdancing Girlfriend Ch. 05

Once again she wondered at the odd world she had been thrusted into, where fucking and sucking somebody off was as natural as sharpening a pencil or giving a PowerPoint presentation. Nobody condemned her or thought any less of her for what had happened.

The others laughing and shouting again caught her attention as she observed Christopher had spun another Truth/Dare, clapping herself as she realized he was now forced to accept a Dare.

Velvet took the card and laughed, saying, "Give a hand job to the last man who came into a shot glass," she said with a broad smile.

Christopher looked around the room as he said, "Who the fuck thought this game was a good idea?" he laughed as the others joined in.

Carl repeated Sean's earlier statement, admitting, "Remember, at the time we wrote these we were thinking about women pulling the cards, not ourselves" he grinned with a shrug.

Christopher looked around the room, finally saying, "Fuck it. Carl, I like you, but not that much" he told the other man as he pulled down his pants to Jen and especially Velvet's cheers, forfeiting the round.

"OK guys, we need to quit this shit," Christopher said standing in nothing but his boxer briefs as Velvet ogled at him. The dark blue material was tight against his body, outlining the bulge between his legs and Velvet was very appreciative as he told everybody, "We're supposed to be getting the GIRLS naked," he laughed as he gave Velvet a big kiss which she returned fervently to the almost-naked man.

Once again drinks were handed around, and Jen was glad when she tasted pure vodka this time. She was starting to feel tipsy from all the drinks she had this evening, knowing no energy powder could hold back the inebriation of so much alcohol as she wondered how long the game would last. She could also not deny the complete arousal her body was feeling, the desire almost overwhelming her as she considered going back to her room—with the full intention of drawing a long hot bath and masturbating.

Everybody moved to the mat, looking at her as they waited for her to finish her drink for the next round to start, and feeling the peer pressure, Jen downed the vodka in one long pull, the warm burn matching the one she was already feeling between her legs.

She was not the only one feeling the effects of the alcohol she observed, as everybody was acting more rambunctious and talkative. Jen grinned at Velvet, who was wobbly on her feet as she stepped to the mat, laughing as she too almost stripped as they began the next round.

The next two rounds went by quickly, Jen not even getting a chance to spin as first Tom, and then Steve, forfeited the rounds. Both them had taken Dares which involved sucking off one of the other guys. As she had wondered earlier, she discovered Tom had in fact performed in some male on male movies, but he told the group unless he was getting paid he was not into it, so took off his shirt. Steve similarly forfeited, stating the only sucking that would happen with him would be that of a woman on the end of his cock.

With both Tom and Steve having similar cards, Jen understood some of the cards were doubled, or at least similar enough that repeats were possible. Her mind flashbacked to sucking off Carl earlier as she felt a thrill run through her body, wondering if Fate would repeat itself.

Two more drinks later and everybody was drunk. Jen was not even certain if the last drink she had was spiked with the DSA powder or not, her taste buds practically numb from the alcohol.

As Round Six started, she watched almost distractedly as people moved onto the mats. At this point in time she saw the initial strategy of spreading out was now completely thrown out the window as people were stood next to each other, everybody crowding around one side of the mat.

As drunk as she was, Jen's body was still aroused, and being so close to five half-naked guys was doing nothing to curb her body's reactions.

She was feeling no pain by now, so when it came her turn to spin and she ended on a Truth/Dare section she did not even hesitate as she said, "Dare."

Sean read the purple card with a smile. "Choose a player of the same sex and lick their breasts/penis until either of your next turns."

The other guys hooted and wolf-whistled as Jen smiled and stepped in front of an equally smiling Velvet. Looking down, Jen saw Velvet's nipples were sharply defined through her dress, her assistant as aroused as Jen was and smiling back at her assistant, leaned forward and met her lips, giving her a big kiss. Jen moaned at the softness of the other woman's mouth against hers, their desire flaming through both girls' bodies as each moaned at the physical contact.

As they kissed, Jen raised her hands and slowly pulled down Velvet's dress, exposing her breasts to everybody between them before stepping away, the guys cheering at her assistant's topless state.

Unlike the earlier round when Velvet's breasts were accidentally bared before everybody, she did not try to cover herself up, instead boldly thrusting out her chest to the men's cheers. She was literally panting as Jen began kissing her neck, then her shoulder, slowly working her way down Velvet's body before gliding her tongue across Velvet's left breast to her nipple, taking it into her mouth.

She heard a gasp above her as the guys clapped and cheered the girls on. She felt Velvet's hands run through her hair, pulling her further into her assistant's chest as her tongue pressed tightly on the hardened bud in her mouth, eliciting another gasp which quickly turned into a moan as Jen lightly bit down, trapping the hard flesh between her teeth.

Velvet's hands began moving all over Jen, traveling down her head to her shoulders, then around her bare upper back, and then sliding upwards into her hair once again as Jen literally made out with her assistant's firm mammary tissue, alternating from one breast to the next. Being so intimate with the other woman's body, she discovered Velvet had implants, but that did not prevent the soft flesh giving in to her face, her tongue, and her kisses.

Jen was not sure how long she made out with Velvet's yielding body, but apparently the three people after her had taken their turns while her focus was completely on the woman in front of her. All too soon for both women the guys announced somewhat reluctantly it was Velvet's turn. They cheered and clapped as Jen pulled away from her assistant's body, giving the young woman one final kiss on the lips before taking her position back on the purple circle while the guys still hooted and hollered.

Looking over at her assistant with a heated gaze, Jen saw Velvet's breasts glistening from her saliva, the woman not bothering to dry them off, her nipples hard and bright pink from Jen's continued onslaught of them with her tongue. Also surprising—and to the men's obvious pleasure—Velvet kept her top pulled down, her breasts fully exposed.

Velvet was a dancer like Jen, so nudity—particularly being topless—was normal; however, Jen was not sure she would have stayed topless without a reason. But her assistant's comfort displaying her breasts was not her concern, rather her silent admission the woman's state of undress was igniting her own desire, as were the other men without their own shirts.

The rotation continued and Jen was surprised that beyond the initial reaction from the guys on Velvet's state of undress, they continued playing, as if her assistant's bare breasts were a normal occurrence. Even her oral dare with Carl had not been mentioned other than while it was happening as she once again wondered if it was their profession in the adult industry or they were more focused on the game, but their lack of making everything such a scene caused her to lose a lot of her bashfulness.

Unfortunately, it was that very bashfulness which had been keeping her sane, as the more she relaxed the more promiscuous she was becoming. It was reverse psychology, the men's and even Velvet's comfort levels about sex leading herself into a false sense of security. She found herself becoming even more licentious—smiling alluringly at the guys, joining in on some of the rude comments as people maneuvered into sexually explicit positions and so forth. Her morals were completely thrown out the window because they did not matter here, it was a safe room, and she could let herself be more wanton.

She also discovered not all the Dare cards were bad, as Steve's next round he took a Dare, the card stating he had to "Suck or kiss the closest body part of another player until the next round." Grinning broadly, he bent over and put his lips on the top of Jonathon's head as the room burst out in laughter.

Sean's turn was next, also landing on a Truth/Dare section as he chose Truth. With a grin, Jen read, "Have you ever been intimate with a friend's mother or father?" she asked as the others grinned at him.

Sean described a threesome he once had with a girl from college and her own mother, most of the guys telling him what a 'lucky bastard' he was.

Jen imagined him and his large cock servicing two woman and felt her body heat up further—if it were even possible, her arousal at a stage where she wondered if one of the guys touched her if she could even stop him from having his way with her.

As Christopher squatted down to get into his position—his boxer briefs straining as he did so to Velvet's delight—the spinner was handed to Jen.

She stared at the spinner, but all her mind could think about was the half-naked men and her own beautiful assistant. Spinning the dial in front of her, he saw it land on the Left Foot-Green section.

"Well, what is it?" everybody asked as she realized she was holding up the spinner at an angle nobody else could see.

Jen's body tingled as she looked up for the spinner as simply said, "Dare."

The room laughed as Jen made a motion of accidentally hitting the spinner so nobody would catch her lie, although it would have been more likely to land on the Truth/Dare section and lie about it to get out of doing something unorthodox.

What was she doing, her mind screamed?

Jen could not deny her body's desire, and she had once again answered without any mental filter, almost as if she were not in her body but instead floating and looking down into the room.

She watched in a haze as Tom grabbed a purple card from the pile and said with a grin, "All players spin the dial, whomever lands on red must cum in your mouth, then you must spit the cum out into a shot glass."

"What's with the shot glasses of cum?" Velvet asked, the question as nonchalant as her asking about the chosen color of wall paint.

"There are other dares involving pouring them on each other, drinking from them, and whatnot, "Tom answered. "One of our friends—Gary who couldn't make it tonight—actually thought of the idea, stating one night in passing how it would be handy to have some spare cum for some of the dares. Once again, our sick drunken minds went to work and we ended up with this," he laughed.

Jen thought about filling the shot glass of cum from her earlier blow job of Carl and felt goose bumps over her body.

"So Diamond?" Jonathon asked, as she realized he was asking if she accepted the dare.

A thousand and one thoughts went through Jen's mind as she stood there, looking at the expectant and eager faces of the guys. Her mind once again recalled how after the initial embarrassment of sucking off Carl nobody had said a word. Then how Velvet had exposed her breasts, and not another word was said—no teasing, no condemnation, nothing unnatural—as if it were an accepted occurrence.

Her body was on fire, her lust almost unbearable.

Suddenly she heard the guys taking bets on which article of clothing she would lose. The fact they did not even think she would go through with the dare upset her. Sure a part of her was relieved she had a way out, that she could take off her top and expose her breasts like her assistant or even take off her skirt and leave her thong—although as wet as she was, she knew her arousal would be revealed, the wet cloth probably readily apparent. She could even take off the thong, the idea of her pussy exposed and in such a vulnerable state with only the skirt on giving her a big thrill, a warmth spreading from between her legs.

And taking off any piece of clothing and forfeit the game would be completely acceptable to the men and Velvet. In fact, several of them had already forfeited to similar dares, so there was no disgrace in bowing out.

Then an odd thought came to her. She was a DSA Spokesmodel. She was the living, breathing epitome of Divine Silk Attractions. Her job was to sell the fantasy of seduction as well as show the reality of that fantasy and how open to sex she was. Her job was to show how such fantasies are an attainable reality.

The words of her job description filled her mind as she recalled her talks with Mr. DeWight, the HR people, as well as Scarlett the PR representative.

In an almost 'What would Jesus do?' moment, she became the DSA Spokesmodel. It was similar to her stripper persona, but at that moment she was not Diamond the stripper, but Diamond the DSA Spokesmodel.

The drinks were obviously contributing to her lack of morality and decency, but she could no longer deny the arousal flooding her body.

She heard Sean say to Christopher, "Thong, definitely the thong." The other men were making similar guesses as she caught the conversation between the guys.

What would a DSA Spokesmodel do?

The answer came to her immediately as the room went dead silent as she asked, "So are you guys going to spin the dial or keep talking?"

Suddenly all the guys broke into grins and Velvet giggled drunkenly. Meanwhile within Jen's mind she screamed "No!"

Tom picked up the spinner and Jen felt her heart flutter, not in fear, but in anticipation as he gave the dial a quick flick of his fingers.

"Fuck," he said, holding up the dial and showing the spinner on a Green area. "I should have lied and said it was red," he laughed. "As much as Sean praised Diamond's oral skills and her display with Carl I really want this to be red, but I'll be honest," he laughed.

Jen felt a brief—very brief—moment of dishonesty at having lied about her own spin, but it was quickly replaced as Steve grabbed the spinner, giving it a quick twirl.

He groaned as he showed the spinner, once again on a green section of the dial.

The dial was passed around to each guy, each one moaning in disappointment as Sean, Christopher, and Carl rolled Blue and Jonathon rolled Green.

"Damn, we all struck out," Jonathon said as Jen felt both relief and regret run through her mind that she had been thinking about sucking off one of the guys. That none of them landed on a red section of the dial was both a blessing and curse to her lust-infused body.

"Wait a minute," Velvet said suddenly surprising the room as she said, "not everybody has spun yet," she grinned. As Jen and the guys looked at her she grabbed the dial. "What if I land on red?" she asked.

As the other guys laughed, Carl said, "Well, it did say EVERYBODY spins," he chuckled while the other guys agreed. "I guess if you land on red, you can pick a guy of your choice," he said to the other men's hollers of mirth and agreement.

Once again Jen's stomach clenched, but she was not sure if it was due to fear or desire.

Velvet laughed and flicked her long-nailed finger across the dial, screaming in delight as she held up the dial showing the dial smack dab in the middle of the Groin-Red section.

"There's irony for you," Sean laughed as all the guys urged Velvet to pick them.

Velvet glanced at her boss as Jen looked at her expectantly. In her Diamond the DSA Spokesmodel persona she was not humble as she felt her mouth begin to water at the anticipation of sucking off another one of the men.

Finally the young woman in front of her smiled, obviously pleased with a sudden thought as she shouted out, "Christopher!"

"What!?" both Jen and Christopher shouted out, looking at Velvet in surprise.

"Hey," Velvet told Jen, "he's so primed he won't last fifteen seconds with me," she laughed with the other men. "If I want some satisfaction tonight when we're together, I need to make sure his initial edge is taken care of," she told her boss with a grin.

"Looks like somebody's getting lucky tonight," Steve joked to Christopher who was still staring at Velvet in surprise.

The other guys laughed at Velvet's statement, continuing their amusement as Velvet said, "C'mon DSA Spokesmodel, let's see that sex mouth in action," she laughed.

For a brief second Jen felt a tinge of anxiety, but then she looked at Christopher's obvious erection through his boxer briefs and her lust banished all other thoughts.

With a smile she stepped up to him, everybody—including Velvet—cheering as she slowly sank to her knees.

Diamond looked up at Christopher, smiling at his shocked face. As Christopher looked at Velvet and asked, "Are you sure about this?" Diamond reached up and pulled his briefs outward and down past his thighs as his erection—a respectable nine inches, but nowhere near as big as Sean or Carl's cocks—fell straight forward, pointing to Diamond's face like a homing signal.

"Oh fuck!" she heard Christopher groan above her as she took his stiff member into her mouth, her own groan of pleasure loud as she relished in the salty, sweaty taste of his cock, once again savoring the soft and hard contradiction of textures against her tongue and lips.

Jen's body and consciousness completely ignored the 'What the hell are you doing?' scream deep in her mind as Diamond began sucking Christopher's dick.

For the second time tonight she was on her knees sucking a stranger's cock in front of other strangers, and instead of her mind reeling in shock, she wondered if it was not the last.

Then she banished all other thoughts as she focused on the sensation of pleasuring the man in front of her, knowing this was what her role as a DSA Spokesmodel demanded.

Vaguely she heard the other guys making bets on how long Christopher would 'last' and feeling the hard-as-metal member in her mouth, Diamond knew Velvet had been correct, her beau was not going to last very long.

As if on cue, her head was grabbed roughly by Christopher's hands as his hips thrusted forward and he slammed his cock into her mouth, her nose and chin pressing roughly against his hairy pelvis as she felt his cock begin to spasm within her mouth.

"Don't swallow!" Tom and Steve yelled together as Jen remembered the second half of the dare.

She was slightly disheartened, wanting to eagerly swallow all of the hot cum shooting into her mouth—she had always been a swallower and not a spitter, enjoying the feel of the warm viscous liquid slide down her throat. Against her own desire she complied, locking her throat closed as the cock spasmed and spilled into her mouth, her cheeks slowly pooling the growing volume of liquid.

Diamond's face was pressed firmly against the photography assistant's groin, her mouth filling with his ejaculate. She had the bizarre thought of being able to compare Sean's groin with Christopher's—having been in the same position for both—thinking of the former's shaved pelvis as Christopher's pubic hairs tickled her cheek. Distractedly she wondered if all the other guys—being pornography actors—were also shaved, having once read it was common to make them appear bigger for the camera.

The back of her mind wondered what somebody would have thought if they walked into the room, five guys without shirts, a woman with her breasts bare, as another woman kneeled in front of the sixth man with his cock completely shoved into her mouth, her face pressed against his pelvis.

Jonathon tapping on her shoulder brought back her attention as he held out a shot glass as she took it and pulled back her head, sliding her lips tightly over Christopher's dick to let it and none of his cum out of her mouth. Then, turning to the others, she looked at each of them as she slowly drooled the contents of Christopher's balls into the glass, while everybody cheered her on.