12-09-2019, 04:40 PM
Damn That Game
"Are you a virgin?"
I looked at Pujan; he looked so annoying with the smirk on his face. He knew I wasn't a virgin and yet he had to ask. In fact, everyone knew I wasn't a virgin, but yet, they were all looking at me with anticipation. It seemed like they wanted to hear me say what they already knew.
So I did. "No, I ain't a virgin... and I know you people already know that, so quit pretending."
The smirk on Pujan's face turned into a huge smile as I leaned forward and spun the bottle. We were at a discotheque, but we weren't dancing. In the second year of college, we were at the Fresher's Party held to welcome the first-year students to this exciting and fun-filled phase of their lives, which they supposedly wouldn't forget for the rest of their lives. Well, the party was certainly one worth forgetting. It was a dull dud. In normal circumstances, I would never be caught dead at such a non-happening bash. I was a model after all - too cool and too hot to between such a boring crowd. And I wouldn't have been there had my boyfriend Vivek been in town. But he had gone to the Capital on a business trip and I was stuck playing truth and dare with a bunch of college friends.
My spinning bottle came to a rest pointing towards Shekhar, and he chose dare. I looked around myself and said, "You see that girl over there, the one in the ugly pink halter? Yeah, that one... I dare you to go over there and peck her cheek."
"Oh come on Neha," Shekhar pleaded. "How can I do that, I don't even know her."
"Well, it's a dare and you gotta at least try doin' it," I said, my boredom evolving into bitchiness.
Shekhar went over to the girl and tried talking to her. But instead of pecking her cheek, he got snubbed and pushed away and came back embarrassed and angry as hell. All I did was laugh. He proceeded to spin the bottle and it ended up pointing towards Garima. Garima chose truth and was asked if she'd made love to her boyfriend Mayank. She looked at Mayank lovingly and nodded a yes. What losers!
Garima's spin pointed towards Pujan. He chose a dare, probably anticipating some fun with one of us girls. A touch would have been more than enough for him to shoot his load. I doubted if Pujan had ever even touched a girl. He was fat, in fact quite overweight for a 21-year old. His flabby paunch was noticeable under his t-shirt and made me wonder why he didn't just wear a loose shirt. Anyway, Garima decided that this was going to be Pujan's lucky day and for some reason, chose me to be at the receiving end. "I dare you to kiss Neha for two minutes," she said.
"What?" I almost shouted. "What crap is that? That should be a dare for me, not him."
That aroused a spate of laughter from the others. Garima just shrugged her shoulders as Pujan shifted towards his prize. He tried placing his hands on my waist but I slapped them away and just leaned in closer to him and closed my eyes. I heard Kinjal utter an "Eeewwww" as Pujan's lips touched mine.
It was awful. His lips were coarse and dry. I wasn't ready to open my mouth and he tried to pry it open with his tongue. When he couldn't get through, he covered my mouth with his and started licking my lips. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to me, Garima announced that the two minutes were up. I rubbed my lips with a napkin and drank some Pepsi, wondering if any other two minutes of my life had seemed so long.
"Are you a virgin?"
I looked at Pujan; he looked so annoying with the smirk on his face. He knew I wasn't a virgin and yet he had to ask. In fact, everyone knew I wasn't a virgin, but yet, they were all looking at me with anticipation. It seemed like they wanted to hear me say what they already knew.
So I did. "No, I ain't a virgin... and I know you people already know that, so quit pretending."
The smirk on Pujan's face turned into a huge smile as I leaned forward and spun the bottle. We were at a discotheque, but we weren't dancing. In the second year of college, we were at the Fresher's Party held to welcome the first-year students to this exciting and fun-filled phase of their lives, which they supposedly wouldn't forget for the rest of their lives. Well, the party was certainly one worth forgetting. It was a dull dud. In normal circumstances, I would never be caught dead at such a non-happening bash. I was a model after all - too cool and too hot to between such a boring crowd. And I wouldn't have been there had my boyfriend Vivek been in town. But he had gone to the Capital on a business trip and I was stuck playing truth and dare with a bunch of college friends.
My spinning bottle came to a rest pointing towards Shekhar, and he chose dare. I looked around myself and said, "You see that girl over there, the one in the ugly pink halter? Yeah, that one... I dare you to go over there and peck her cheek."
"Oh come on Neha," Shekhar pleaded. "How can I do that, I don't even know her."
"Well, it's a dare and you gotta at least try doin' it," I said, my boredom evolving into bitchiness.
Shekhar went over to the girl and tried talking to her. But instead of pecking her cheek, he got snubbed and pushed away and came back embarrassed and angry as hell. All I did was laugh. He proceeded to spin the bottle and it ended up pointing towards Garima. Garima chose truth and was asked if she'd made love to her boyfriend Mayank. She looked at Mayank lovingly and nodded a yes. What losers!
Garima's spin pointed towards Pujan. He chose a dare, probably anticipating some fun with one of us girls. A touch would have been more than enough for him to shoot his load. I doubted if Pujan had ever even touched a girl. He was fat, in fact quite overweight for a 21-year old. His flabby paunch was noticeable under his t-shirt and made me wonder why he didn't just wear a loose shirt. Anyway, Garima decided that this was going to be Pujan's lucky day and for some reason, chose me to be at the receiving end. "I dare you to kiss Neha for two minutes," she said.
"What?" I almost shouted. "What crap is that? That should be a dare for me, not him."
That aroused a spate of laughter from the others. Garima just shrugged her shoulders as Pujan shifted towards his prize. He tried placing his hands on my waist but I slapped them away and just leaned in closer to him and closed my eyes. I heard Kinjal utter an "Eeewwww" as Pujan's lips touched mine.
It was awful. His lips were coarse and dry. I wasn't ready to open my mouth and he tried to pry it open with his tongue. When he couldn't get through, he covered my mouth with his and started licking my lips. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to me, Garima announced that the two minutes were up. I rubbed my lips with a napkin and drank some Pepsi, wondering if any other two minutes of my life had seemed so long.
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