Love Like a Blue Shell Pt. 04

Anna settled on to Steve's seat, doing far more than was really needed to get comfortable. Not that Steve was complaining, Taylor was sure.

The competition was down to Taylor and Courtney. Perhaps Taylor was feeling too confident. Or maybe the auburn-haired girl had also benefited from all the practice they'd been getting. Regardless of the reason, Taylor sat back slack-jawed as Courtney crushed her.

They shared a little friendly high five that clearly neither of them felt. Then Taylor took her dare, which was to take off a piece of clothing. So, off with the bra. Not that it made much of a difference, honestly. Nothing to see here folks, just move along. Still she got an appreciative nod from Steve. That was nice.

"So who won?" Anna asked. The first round of races had gone so quickly, Taylor was surprised that it was already time to total things up. She'd been having fun, sort of, and she didn't want things to end.

"Well that's a problem," Courtney said. Taylor counted out the wins. She, Courtney, and Steve were all tied for first.

*

Colin found himself banished to the finished basement. It wasn't a bad room, though it could smell a bit musty when it was wet out. Still, the TV was big and they had a large, comfy couch down there. No more sitting on the floor like at Tim and Taylor's apartment.

Colin had been grouped with Alexa, Paige, and Zach. So at least he had two pieces of eye candy to play against. Except one of those was his sister. So just one piece of eye candy then. Alexa was cute, Colin told himself. Since he was married to the auburn Courtney, he clearly had a thing for redheads.

Maybe it was too much of a thing: in his first race Colin lost to Alexa straight up. They turned to the green deck. Colin had to admit, this was easier than hoping Alexa came up with something appropriate. Probably safer, too. The twin held up the dare card. Paige started laughing almost immediately.

"Spank him," the card said. It showed a very funny illustration of a guy holding his sore bottom.

"Bare or over the boxers?" Colin asked, nervously.

"It doesn't say," Alexa said.

"Oh, can I do it?" Paige asked, "Pretty please!"

Alexa smiled. "Sure."

"Alright big brother," Paige said, sitting down and patting her lap, "You've been very bad and it's time to take your punishment.

Colin sighed then lay down on his sister's lap. He felt his boxers slowly being pulled down.

"Hey!"

"It's the only way you'll learn your lesson," Paige said. She hadn't spoken to him for a month and now she was being almost flirty. Did she want to hit him as a punishment? Or was this intended as a prelude to something more? Colin didn't have time to think about it though because,

THWACK

Paige really must have reared back. His buttcheek stung and then settled into a low burn before Paige delivered another.

"I think it was just one slap," Colin said.

"I'll tell you when you've had enough," Paige said. She slapped the other buttcheek. Then did it again. After she'd hit him four times per cheek, he felt Paige's finger kind of drift over his balls. But he was sure that was just an accident.

"I think he knows better now," Paige said and allowed Colin to stand. He rubbed his tender backside.

"Lesson learned. Don't get dares," Colin said. The rest of the room nodded in agreement.

"Uh, bro," Paige said and pointed. Colin's boxers were still around his thighs, his penis protruded pendulously. He quickly pulled his underwear back up. There would be plenty of time to expose himself later in the game.

Zach was next, racing against Paige. At the previous party, Colin's college friend had looked like a worldbeater, at least in the beginning. Then Zach had completely collapsed. Except according to Courtney she and Taylor had both fucked Zach that night. So maybe the lanky lad hadn't really lost at all.

In any case, this time Zach definitely did lose. In fact, Paige pretty much destroyed him. Zach's card told him to run outside and yell something inappropriate. It was freezing out -- snow was on the ground and piling -- but the girls wouldn't let him get his clothes. Instead, he was forced into the snow in just his boxers.

"I have a small penis!" Zach yelled, his voice echoing down the quiet suburban street. Next Spring's annual block party was going to be interesting, Colin thought.

Back inside and shivering, Zach had to race Colin next. After his loss against Alexa, Colin knew he had to knuckle down and he did, pushing his record to 1-1 and basically knocking Zach out of contention.

Zach was beginning to get far too familiar with the dare deck. This time he had to give someone a kiss. He leaned down and put his lips on Alexa's cheek, but she turned at the last minute and Zach slid right onto Alexa's lips. Alexa purred happily and put her hand on Zach's head, as close as she could reach, anyway. When Zach finally stepped back, he did not look unpleased by the turn of events.

Not for the first time, Colin wondered what had happened with Zach and Zoe after the party. The couple had seemed a bit distant, but that was kind of the norm for those two. Anyway, if Zach was worried about fooling around behind his girlfriend's back, he certainly didn't show it.

Alexa raced Paige next and Paige pulled it out with the help of a blue shell. The redhead was clearly very good at Kart and Paige was, honestly, lucky to get the win. Alexa's dare was to take her bra off, which Colin was not going to complain about. The girl had good sized tits, probably about the size of grapefruits. She had almost no areola, but her nipples looked sharp enough to cut glass. Very suckable.

The last round had Zach vs Alexa and Colin against his little sister. Colin was sure Alexa would crush Zach, but somehow his tall friend won outright. As a reward, Zach got to give Alexa's bare breasts a single squeeze. Colin couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to hold the redhead's warm globes in his hands.

"Really nice," Zach said after he was done.

Now it was Colin and Paige's turn. The last time around, Colin had taken a dive for his sister -- letting her win had seemed like the right thing to do. But this time he was going to go for it. There was just too much at stake. Besides, his bottom still hurt from his sister's spanking. A little revenge never hurt anyone.

It was a close race but Colin was able to pull it out in the last minute, his Kart sailing over Paige's and past the finish line. His sister sighed but she didn't seem too upset. They each had two wins and only one loss, so both of them would be moving on. However, there was still the little matter of Paige's. Colin reached for the deck and said a little prayer to the card gods. Give me something good. Something at least as humiliating as that spanking.

Instead, the card just said "kiss." The siblings looked down at the card and then at each other. Once again, it seemed, the dares were conspiring to keep them together. Alexa offered to take Paige's place -- she kind of owed her one -- but Paige just brushed her off.

Colin's cute little sister simply marched forward, leaned up on her tippy toes, and kissed her brother on the lips. There was that shiver again -- that electrical connection that seemed to race right through him every time he touched his sister. Colin had expected a perfunctory peck, but Paige hung there. Kept Colin locked with her lips.

When Colin finally committed to letting this be more than just familiar affection, Paige pulled away. Tasted at her own lips and grinned. It wasn't a nervous smile or a mean one. Just a warm, happy look of devotion. It made Colin want to jump forward and hug his sister until someone made them separate.

Colin's chest hurt with how much he wanted her then. He wasn't sure what would be worse -- Paige seeing how he felt and shaming him, or her never realizing it at all.

*

Tim felt like it was his destiny to end up in the tiny bedroom with the crappy, little television. However, luck seemed happy to balance things out, because he was in a group with both Sydney and Zoe. Also Isaac. But who cared about him?

Tim hadn't told either girl the full story about the other. Sydney knew he'd 'fooled around' with Zoe at the party and Zoe had, of course, heard tell of the famously stacked Sydney. But it wasn't like anyone had the full blow-by-blow of Tim's feelings.

And what were Tim's feelings, exactly? He wasn't sure. He knew he wanted Sydney, oh so badly. But then he'd look over at Zoe and his heart kind of ached for her, as well. It was a good problem to have, Tim supposed, solved easily. He was with Taylor. Zoe was with Zach. Sydney was single but just friendly. That would be the end of it.

The first races had Tim against Isaac and Zoe racing Sydney. Tim was wary of the college kid -- Isaac seemed like the kind of kid who spent a lot of time playing video games. Tim couldn't believe it -- he actually felt nervous, and he couldn't completely blame it on the pot. Tim did his best to focus. He gripped the controller a bit too tightly. Stared at the screen and felt the sweat run down his back.

For all that though, the race wasn't particularly close. Tim crossed the finish line far before Isaac did. The skinny freshman's dare told him to take off his tighty whities which, honestly, was probably doing him a favor. Tim didn't look too hard but he could tell Isaac had a good sized dick. Probably about as average as everyone else's at the party. He was hard as all get out, though, that was for sure.

Isaac sat down and covered himself. He was so shy, he made Sydney seem like an extrovert. Zoe leaned over. "You have a great cock. Let me see it." Isaac almost beamed when she said it and slowly let his hands slide away.

Zoe turned and gave Tim a warm smile. It made him like her all the more, the way she was trying to help the kid come out of his shell. Tim remembered being a weird, anxious kid. He wished he'd had a Zoe to help him along.

After giving Isaac an appreciative once over, Zoe grabbed her controller for her race against Sydney. Both girls were in their underwear, and Tim couldn't help but stare at four ample, yet perky boobs.

Last time they'd all raced, Sydney had slow-played until things really mattered. Not this time: the buxom blonde wiped the floor with poor Zoe. Tim almost felt bad, like maybe he should have warned his tall companion.

Tim got out the green cards and dealt one to Zoe, which asked for a kiss. Tim knew these were the most common in the deck, so he wasn't surprised to see it pop up. Sydney offered to pass it over to Tim or Isaac (the freshman's eyes practically popped out of his head), but Zoe flatly refused. She walked right up to the beautiful blonde girl, a bit of smile playing across her face.

Zoe was easily half a foot taller than Sydney. She bent down slowly and pressed her lips to the blonde's. They both sighed in unison. Tim had been expecting something small, cursory. Zoe spent her time on Sydney, tasting and teasing at her lips. Tim thought he even saw Zoe's hand snake up Sydney's bare side at one point.

They broke and stared at each other starry eyed.

"That was awesome!" Isaac said. Everyone laughed.

"It was pretty great," Zoe said. Sydney sat down silently, but Tim thought he recognized the euphoria on her face. It was the same look Sydney had given him when they'd kissed those many months ago. Shocked and happy and something almost a little bit like love.

The next round had Tim racing Zoe. He was pretty sure he was going to win, so, of course -- he lost. Zoe laughed and clapped as she crossed the finish line. When they'd first arrived, Tim had noticed Zoe looking dour and was worried that the ultra-serious woman from before had returned. Now, in that room, his fun friend was back.

"Oh, Tim," Zoe said, "I really hope the cards give me a good one."

They did not. Tim's dare was that he had to put clothespins on his nipples for one minute. Zoe cackled madly as she attached them (she found two down in the laundry room). But once they were on it wasn't sexy -- just kind of bizarre. And it hurt like hell.

After that less than joyous experience, Isaac raced Sydney. The blonde was clearly not taking any chances -- she hit him with red shells twice back-to-back and that was pretty much it. Isaac was clearly rooting for a kiss dare or something. He might have even taken the clothespins if it meant Sydney would touch his nipples.

Instead, however, he had to go outside and run around the house. It was cold enough that everyone agreed he could put on socks and shoes, but that was it. Isaac slipped out the door. They all watched him through the window, curly hair bouncing as he did one circuit through the snowflakes. When he came back he was practically blue. But Isaac kind of got his wish after all -- Sydney and Zoe draped him with a blanket and then held him close to help him get warm.

The last round was Isaac against Zoe and Tim racing Sydney. Tim had been looking forward to this moment, even though he knew he would lose. As far as he was concerned, any kind of punishment from Sydney would still be a reward. Instead, though, shiny Sydney dimmed just a bit and Tim was able to take the race.

Sydney held up her dare for everyone to see. The whole room almost cheered -- she had to take off her bra. Sydney smiled shyly then brought out her amazing breasts. It wasn't just that they were so big, Tim thought, though of course they were. It was the shape, the perkiness. The way her pink nipples crinkled and poked. These were breasts worth starting a war over. Savoring and storing as an example of all that humanity could hope to accomplish.

"Wow," Zoe and Isaac said at the same time. Sydney just smiled a little and then sat down. But she didn't cover herself either.

Now Isaac raced Zoe. He was still probably a little cold. Or maybe distracted by all the boobage. Or maybe, Tim reflected, the poor guy just sucked at Mario Kart. That seemed a bit unfair -- the one tradeoff for being a geek was you got to beat everyone else at video games. But whatever the reason, Zoe beat him badly.

The tall, dark-haired girl announced that she wasn't going to take a dare card. Instead she just gave Isaac a little peck on the lips. Tim had to admit to feeling a little jealous, but he backed himself down. How broken was he that he didn't care (actually often enjoyed) when his own girlfriend kissed someone else, but got upset when another dude's girlfriend kissed a different boy, instead of him?

Anyway, Isaac seemed to enjoy his bit of contact and leaned back happily, like his whole world was at least ten percent brighter.

"Oh fuck," Zoe said, "Look at the standings."

"What's wrong?" Tim asked. He counted off the wins in his head. Well that was going to be a problem.

*

Well, the group thing didn't go as well as intended, that's for sure. Taylor couldn't help but stew as everyone filed back into the living room. The dares had gone perfectly, just the right amount of tease without taking things too far. But not one group had brought a clear winner. What a mess.

She, Courtney, and Steve were all locked in at 2-1. Tim's group had done the same -- he, Zoe, and Sydney all went 2-1, as well. Taylor had to admit she was a bit surprised -- she'd thought Isaac might be kind of a dark horse while Zoe had been pretty terrible the last time around.

Colin's group was the only one that had managed to avoid the three-way tie. However, he and Paige were both knotted at the top spot. That meant they were both moving on, but they still had to do a tiebreaker.

"What?" Colin asked, "Why?"

"The playoff rounds are all based on seeding," Taylor said, "I can't choose who gets a bye, or even who plays each other next, until we have you two sorted out."

Taylor gathered everyone around the couch once again. Her boobs did their best to bounce around while she talked. At this point she was going to feel weird giving presentations without her little titties out.

As she spoke, Taylor was surprised to see how focused everyone was. She thought that the people who were eliminated -- Anna, Alexa, Zach, and Isaac -- would have checked out. But instead they seemed just as involved as the remaining players. The promise of watching was, she supposed, almost as good as doing. In some ways.

"Let's do the easy one first," Taylor said. The room snickered. "Colin and Paige will have one head-to-head race to determine who won their group. The other groups, though, will do a full grand prix, just the three of them. I'll reshuffle everyone, as well, to keep things fair. Whoever comes in the top two moves on. The people who finish first in those races will get the byes. They raced against tougher odds, after all."

"How do the dares work now?" Courtney asked, clearly eager.

"Same as always, winner gives the loser a dare. In the three-ways, the top winner gives a dare to the overall loser, only. So second place doesn't get anything, but they don't have to do anything, either."

"We should move to the yellow dares now," Zach said.

"Yeah, the green ones were way too tame," Alexa said. Taylor shrugged -- sure, why not?

*

After a quick break, everyone got back together in the living room. This was clearly the nicest room in the house with high ceilings and big, glass doors on one side that opened out to a deck for nicer days than this one. Instead, the wind just howled and beat at the walls like it was trying to break in. The room smelled slightly like pine. And pot, of course.

Colin and Courtney had a brown, leather sectional couch in the center of the room, facing a massive flat screen that gave Taylor serious size envy. Bad enough that she had to covet everyone's boobs, now she had to be jealous of their TVs, too?

The main Mario players squeezed onto the couch while everyone else formed a cheering section, sitting in chairs to the side or on the floor behind. Courtney went around and refilled everyone's drinks. Then they settled in for some sexy racing.

Taylor, Tim and Zoe were up first. The race went as expected -- Taylor won while Tim finished second and Zoe came in third. The group was insistent that now Zoe had to do a yellow dare for Taylor. Taylor hadn't intended it this way, she meant they would just do one dare at the end of all four races. The rest of the party (especially those who were out and looking for entertainment besides drinking and smoking pot) wouldn't let her off the hook.

So Zoe drew a card that said "Manual: Rub your partner for five minutes, without letting them achieve orgasm."

"Holy fuck!" Zoe said, "How are these just the yellows?" Not for the first time, Taylor was glad she'd taken the red cards out. If these dares knocked Zoe's socks off, the really bad ones might have blown away her entire body.

Not that Taylor was too excited about the rubbing, either. She didn't really want to get 'rubbed' by another girl, though Zoe was about as attractive as any other. And, Taylor supposed, the card didn't say where she had to be rubbed. Her shoulders were feeling tight.

"Oh good idea! I know just what to do," Zoe said. She had Taylor sit down in a chair, then she stood behind her. Taylor waiting for Zoe to touch her shoulders, and she did. But then she glided down further. The tall, dark-haired girl rested her long fingers right on Taylor's little breasts.

Oh God. This was almost worse than a pussy rub. Taylor's tits were especially sensitive. Like they had a direct line to her pussy. Zoe was also, clearly, no stranger to tit rubs. She seemed to know exactly how hard to squeeze and when. How to touch Taylor's sensitive nipples -- when to just tease at them and when to tweak or even pinch.

Time just seemed to drift away as Taylor's body rose to Zoe's boob massage. Then Taylor felt her pussy quiver and she knew she was about to cum just from having her breasts rubbed. It wasn't the first time that had happened -- but never in a room full of people and, certainly, never because of a girl.