No longer were we even asking ‘truth or dare’. Now whoever’s turn it was simply gave the request and it was to be fulfilled.
“Chris,” Gina said in a sexy voice, “Show us your cock!”
Chris stood up, unzipped his pants, took them off, and revealed is huge cock. His large mushroom head poked right up as soon as it was released; his full balls hung down low. Gina perked up when she saw not only its size, but that is was totally shaven as well.
“Gina,” Chris inquired even though he knew the answer, “is this the kind of cock that makes you wet?”
“Yes!”
“Then suck it!” Chris grabbed Gina’s hair and pulled her mouth right onto his mushroom head. Gina sucked and sucked, all the while Chris was popping his cockhead in and out so that it made sloppy noises. After several minutes, he released her hair and Gina’s spit drooled all down her tits.
Gina then looked at me and asked her sister, “Have you ever fucked Chris?”
There was silence in the room. “Yes, I have,” was the only words said. After another moment of silence and several awkward but curious stares from Gina, Katie looked at me and said, “Confess to Gina what you have been doing in her hamper for the last few years and what you like to wear around the house.”
For the first time, I was speechless. I couldn’t believe what my wife just asked of me. On one hand, I felt betrayed that she would make me reveal such a humiliating thing; on the other hand, I had never been so turned on in my life. A fantasy was coming true and it all happened so fast and unpredictably. The rush of emotions and adrenaline were so overwhelming I couldn’t even speak.
Finally, Katie told me, “Since you are too much of a pussy to say it, go RIGHT NOW and get your ‘outfit’ and Gina’s panties that you have been stealing from her!”
Gina’s face looked shocked! Pure shock! Oh my, was this going to turn bad? Was Gina going to freak out on me? I ran to the bedroom and got my things.
Returning, Katie instructed me to ‘show and tell’.
“Gina, this is my French maid’s outfit that I have to wear around the house, especially when I am cleaning. Your sister makes me do all the chores around here. I am her slaveboy; I am also a sissy. I have been, umm,” I stumbled, choked up, and stuttered, “umm, Gina, I have been, umm, stealing your dirty panties since I met you. I sniff them, lick them, and wear them when I am cleaning the house.” My face was flushed with embarrassment.
“YOU BASTARD!” Gina yelled, “For five years I have been wondering why every few months I am missing a new pair of panties! Show me which ones you have, and you better give me money for all the panties I’ve had to replace!”
“Yes, Gina, I’m sorry. Here, look,” I proceeded to show her each and every pair I had stolen over the last five years, about twenty pairs in all. I was ready for Gina to storm out and never to talk to me again when all of a sudden…
“Sean,” Gina said sweetly, “Do you really like my panties that much? Do you feel sexy in them?”
“Yes, Gina, I do,” I started, “And I truly am sorry for…”