The Sexual Dares

Matt

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Stephanie just told me she likes me. Stephanie still has tears on her face even after her rant.

Stephanie likes me.

I don't believe her.

I look at her now, still absolutely gorgeous even with her tears. She looks shocked, and is waiting for me to reply. 

I have a lot to reply to.

"Steph..." I pause. "Please don't lie to me."

Her face grows serious. "I wouldn't lie to you."

"There's no way you actually like me."  I say, still whispering.

She stares at me, her eyes gleaming. "I have a secret."

"What is it?"

"Freshman year, I always liked you."

I don't say anything. 

Because I liked her freshman year too. But I never stopped liking her.

She blushes before continuing. "I've always liked you."

That does it for me.

I go in, and kiss her. She kisses me back, and we stay like that for fucking forever.

When we finally stop, I smile and hold her hand. "I don't want to force us having sex. I want to do it on our timeline."

She looks confused. I continue.

"I'm happy I was your first kiss. Sorry, if that's inconsiderate of me."

She smiles. "I'm happy too."

I pause before I whisper again. "Remember when I was a dumb ass and said 'friends?'"

She nods.

"I was lying. I was just scared."

"Plus, please get over the wet dream" I laugh.

She laughs back. "I think having a wet dream is better than basically stripping."

"Well, at least we'll both have something embarrassing now."

I close my eyes, and kiss her. She kisses back, fully enjoying it now that it's mutual. I I puts my hands on her jawline and she puts hers around my head. We eventually stop and smile.

...

It became afternoon so quickly, and the door that was locked finally fucking opened. A figure with a cloak on gave me clothes for some reason, but none for Steph. 

The figure instructed her to strip. I looked away, and I heard her taking it off. For some fucking reason, they took away the blanket. I guess so she can't hide at night?! Fucking creeps. 

Then they closed the door and locked it.

I cover my eyes and walk over to her. "I'll try my best not to look at you."

"Okay"  she says, sounding so upset.

She goes away, I think to the couch. I have these fresh clothes that I'm going to change in. I come out changed in sweatpants and a shirt too big on me. Fucking xxl. 

I accidentally looks at her, and she blushes in embarrassment. 

I wish I could have stared for longer. Her body...her body was...perfect.

I decide to come and sit next to her.  "You can hug me to stay warm, if you want." I say.

I want to feel her skin.

She leans on me in a way that her boobs don't touch me, and covers them with her arms. I pretend I didn't notice any of that.

"Matt?"

I look to my left, away from her. "Yeah?"

"Was this a bad decision?"

"I don't think so. I don't want to rush anything. Plus I really want to delay having sex in front of this creep. 

I quickly look to my right just to have a peek, and she's looking at me. Her cheeks burn again. 

I laugh.. "I'm sorry, I just can't believe my old nemesis who I now like, is curled up next to me naked."

She laughs and punches me playfully. "Believe it."

I kiss her hand in return. We spend the rest of the day talking about random things, trying to get her mind off being naked.

It became dark, and cold of course. Steph tells me to cover my eyes while she gets in bed. 

No cover on the bed, so the only solution would be to cuddle. Not that I'm complaining.

"You should get in my shirt with me since it's so big. It'll be warmer." I say.

Is it another excuse to feel her skin? Yes.

She gets up while I close my eyes, and I feel her go under my shirt. Her back feels so cold against my stomach. We get in bed, and of course we're spooning. Only this time, her ass is pressed against me. Bare. 

I want to caress her skin, but she'll just get even more embarrassed.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Matt."

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