The Cheerleader [huml] (Part 4)

I think about who I should pick next. Kristen has picked truth the last two times she was picked, so I know she will have to choose dare. I need to try and make sure I don’t have to remove any more clothes, so I dared her to remove her panties. She didn’t seem surprised by my dare, so she must have been expecting it. She lay back, thrust her hips upward a little, and quickly removed her purple panties we had seen when she did her handstand. She playfully pulled the waistband back like a slingshot and shot them at Amber.

Kristen picked Ginny next and dared her to remove her dress. I assume this was a move to prevent her from being asked that later. Ginny picked me, and since I had done two dares in a row, she asked me, “Do you shave your pussy?”. I know why she probably asked this. I glance down at my panties, and as usual they are stretched tight showcasing my pubic mound and a slight indentation in the middle where my labia is clearly outlined. I grin inwardly before answering, “Nope!” The truth is I get waxed once a month, but that isn’t what she asked.

There is only one more piece of clothing that can be dared to be removed, and Amber is currently the only person that would have to choose dare if picked, so I dared Amber to remove her bra. All of us are now missing some piece of clothing; Amber is the most dressed, wearing shorts and a tshirt with only her bra missing. Kristen is wearing her short sundress and missing her panties. Ginny and myself are wearing only our bra and panties. The game continued for a little bit with most people choosing truth, until Amber picked Ginny and asked her, “truth or dare?”

I fully expected her to say dare. That’s what she has chosen most of the night. I guess some people would rather do something embarrassing than spill a secret they might not want others to know. She surprised me then by saying, “Truth”. Amber takes a moment to think before asking, “Have you ever gotten turned on by any of the girls at cheer practice when they touch your butt or legs during your routine?”

I didn’t think it was possible to embarrass Ginny. She just seems so outgoing and bubbly. Her face turned a bright red, which was made even more noticeable because of her pale complexion and red hair, and she shifted her gaze down to the floor. The truth is, I’ve gotten turned on a couple of times from it and have always wondered if the other girls did too.

“Yes, I have. Several times.” She says. All of a sudden, her normal composure comes back and even though she didn’t have to give any details beyond answering the question, she added, “I actually think it’s exhilarating. In fact, I sometimes move my hands a little more than necessary to try and turn the other girls on. It’s super exciting to turn someone on when they don’t even know you’re trying.” I think back to earlier when she was resting her hand on my thigh. Now I know I wasn’t imaging the small movements her hand was making. Ginny must have known I would think about this, because she gives me a slight, almost imperceivable wink, before saying, “Okay Meagan, Truth or Dare?”

I’m slightly worried about what question she might ask me, so I decided to go with another dare. She looks at me with this impish smile that make my heart flutter. “I dare you to let me rub on your boobs for the whole rest of the game,” she says, with that impish smile still on her face. I don’t say anything so she crawls over behind me, places one leg on either side of me, leaned in real close and started lightly touching my breasts. The bra I am currently wearing is thin. It’s not shear, but there is no padding either, so I can feel every caress. She starts in large circles around the outside, slowly getting closer and closer to my nipple before backing off again. My eyes were closed and my whole world right now is revolving around this amazing sensation in my breasts. It has been a long time since anyone touched me like this and I let out a small moan of pleasure.

“Hey Meagan!”, I heard Amber say. I snapped out of my trance. “It’s your turn. If you can manage to focus that is,” she said with this annoying smirk on her face. I push the rubbing into the back of my mind. There’s people watching me, so I turned my attention back to the game. Several turns have gone by, and I can feel myself becoming turned on. Ginny hasn’t touched my nipples once and they are screaming out for attention. I find myself fighting the urge to start pinching and twisting them myself. I glance down and see that there is a dark blue splotch on my panties. I know the others can visibly tell I’m turned on.

It took me a moment to realize that Kristen was saying my name. “Meagan, truth or dare?”, she asked. Again, I couldn’t choose truth, so I picked dare. “I dare you to make out with me for at least 3 minutes.” She scooted over in front of me. “Sit in my lap,” she said.

I’m sitting in her lap, with Ginny behind me still rubbing, and Kristen leans forward and starts to kiss my neck, slowly moving up towards my mouth. Shivers go through my whole body. As her lips start to touch mine, I feel her hands on the small of my back. They lightly moved up my back and then back down. I can feel a warm, tingling sensation building in my pussy. Her hands started sliding around to my stomach, she traced a couple of circles around my belly button before she started sliding her hand downward.

By this time my panties were soaking wet and as soon as her hand touched me I felt like I was going to explode. As she lightly traced her fingers around my clit, I involuntarily started rocking my hips back and forth. I was so close. I can feel the orgasm coming, building; it’s all I can think about. Then suddenly, it stops as Kristen says “Alright, 3 minutes is up.” I growl in frustration and buck my hips a couple of times, but it’s no use. There is nothing to rub against.

Kristen smiles at me as I regain my breath. “How close were you?”, she asks.

I’m still trying to catch my breath and I’m so horny I am trying with all my willpower to not just masturbate to an orgasm right here and now in front of them. I manage to get out, “moments away.”

“Would you like to have one?” she purrs. I’m starting to regain my composure and was about to deny her, but she reached out a hand and stroked my thigh. I closed my eyes. It felt so good. I felt her lips on my neck, so I tilted my head back to allow her better access. She pushes forward and I let her until I’m on my back. She’s on my right side kissing my neck and rubbing on my stomach. Ginny is behind me and slightly to the left. She is still rubbing on my boobs, but has finally started giving my nipples the attention they crave. I didn’t think it was possible, but I can feel myself become more and more turned on; possibly more than I ever have been before.

I feel the waistband of my panities be lifted up and realize this must be Amber. I feel something entering my pussy and then my underwear is let back in place. I suddenly have a bad feeling, so I tried to sit up, but was being held in place by Ginny and Kristen. Amber came and put a velcro band on my wrists. I didn’t realize it but she had already put one on each ankle as well. Each band was padded and had a D-ring attached to it. It became obvious they were prepared with this beforehand because while Kristen and Ginny were distracting me, Amber had set up some ropes, which I was quickly tied to. My wrists were bound together and lifted over my head and my legs were being forced to be spread open. I tried to scream, but Amber immediately stuffed a ball gag in my mouth and tied it around the back of my head. Once they had me secure, Kristen cut my bra off with some scissors.

I lay there exposed and tied down, with my panties holding something in place in my pussy, still very turned on, but also afraid.

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