Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2011 14:12:43 -0800 (PST)
From: Jimi Jones <jimiboygirl@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jimi's Secret Diary: Spin the Bottle

This is a work of fantasy and fiction


Spin The Bottle

The first time I did it ....I was just (xx) years  of age...... at an afternoon
birthday party for Laura, a friend from high school.  After the lunch and the
cake and candles and happy birthday song and  some traditional parlor games--
like pin the tail on the donkey, blind  mans bluff, etc. -- we moved down to the
rec room downstairs where there  was a record player and cokes.



The games played upstairs were mostly for the  benefit of Laura's mom, who
suggested them. I suppose it was her way of  trying to keep Laura as a little
girl, even though Laura was in high  school, and had a sister who was halfway
through college. One by one the  kids drifted away from the living room or found
coats and left for  home.


Most of the boys and girls who hadn't gone home  were assembled on couches and
chairs downstairs, away from parents and  grownups. Maybe one or two couple were
dancing.

During the games  upstairs, there were plenty of opportunities for both boys and
girls to  'accidentally' discover each other due to the convenient blindfolds
used. It was quite easy during blind man's bluff, for instance to peek  over the
top or bottom of the blindfold by tilting one's head and  'accidentally'
grabbing a girl's little tit, or copping a gentle feel of  hiney, or thigh...
and it was equally easy for a girl to grope before  her and 'accidentally' run
her hand over  somebody's backside (or even front side). At that age we were all
a  bunch of nervous colts, raging hormones, shyness, and adolescent  fantasy.
There were lots of catcalls and laughter during these  'innocent' occurrences,
and bedsides, most of the adults, except for  Laura's mom, were in the kitchen
drinking and smoking, and not paying  too much attention to what their kids were
up to in the living room.  Laura's mom was kept busy as referee and chaperon,
not that she had to  do much, really; just keep it clean and wholesome and
good-natured.

As  the afternoon wore on, one by one the kids began to make their  goodbyes,
and neighbors and relatives began to drift away with thoughts  of dinner and
home. Some of the kids, with no plans of their own wanted  to hang out for a
little while. Laura asked her mom sweetly, and she  said it was okay as long as
everybody behaved themselves and didn't make  a lot of  racket.


Laura  came down and announced to the ten remaining kids that the official part
of the party was now over and all of the uncles and aunts had gone  home. Her
parents had cleaned up and were heading across the street to  unwind with some
friends.

"Let's play some different types of games", Laura announced excitedly.

Like what?


"Well,  how about the college version of Spin The Bottle?", she asked. "It's
like the way we used to play it, but with a little twist". Her sister  had told
her about it during winter break. The rules added a layer of  mystery absent
from the child's version of the game, but let me describe  how it played out.


First  of all, Laura went to the linen closet and came back with some sheets
and  clothespins. Near the back of the carpeted room, she pinned some sheets  to
a basement clothes line, like an impromptu stage curtain.



Apparently, that's where the kissers were supposed to go after being selected by
fate.

Just outside the curtained area, separated by ten  feet or so, Laura scatted a
number of throw pillows, arranged in a rough  circle.  She told everybody to
remove their shoes, boys had to also  remove socks, and everybody had to remove
any outer garments such as a  sweater that was worn over a shirt, and to kneel
in that circle, on  individual pillows.... boys and girls alternating...

Everybody began kicking off their shoes and  removing sweaters, so that very
soon boys and girls were down to bare  feet, trousers or skirt, and shirt or
blouse.


In the center of the  circle she had placed a standard glass milk bottle on top
of a wooden  checkerboard. She gave it a test spin to see how fast it would go.
It  spun like a roulette wheel.

"As  birthday girl, I go first", she announced. She put a long playing album  of
slow romantic music on the turntable and adjusted the volume so that  is was low
but not so low that it couldn't be heard...

"This is a very quiet game" Laura explained. "No hooting and hollering.  Let's
keep the noise down".


She  spun the bottle and it pointed to Susan, a perky, pretty, All-American
freckle-faced strawberry blonde. Susan was told to put on a blindfold  and Laura
led her by the hand behind the curtain, carrying her pillow.  Laura closed the
curtain and came out again.



"Now the spin passes to the next person on  my left", she announced.


That was Jack, the cutest boy in the class.
Jack spun the bottle in a way that it landed on himself. He smiled slyly.


Laura held a finger to her lips to hush everybody.


I  was close by and I heard her as she whispered to Jack...."Go behind the
curtain and kiss Susan. No need for a blindfold on the second person."

Jack  went behind the curtain and Laura followed. I peeked inside, watching  as
Jack knelt on his own cushion and kissed Susan, tenderly, holding her  shoulders
in his hands while she knelt upright, her hands behind her  back. Unseen by the
most of the kids, their heads bobbed lightly, and  Jack's tongue playfully
dallied with hers. After a few moments of this,  Laura untied Susan's blindfold,
and we could hear Jack and Susan  giggling.

I quickly returned to the circle, unnoticed.


Laura stuck her head out to us.
"They  want extra innings!"

We  all laughed a little nervously and applauded and a few moments later,  Jack
and Susan rejoined the circle. Jack looked like the cat who got the  canary.
Susan was blushing deeply.

The  game began in earnest, and Laura would explain the finer points to us  as
the play progressed. I am sure now she was making up rules as she  went along,
but it seemed to be working.


A  boy would spin the bottle. Around and around it went...when it stopped
spinning, whomever it pointed to had to go behind the curtain with their  pillow
and wait, after first being blindfolded by the pretty Laura,  whose house we
were visiting. As she reminded us from time to time, she  was the birthday girl
so she set the rules.

In  an early round I was chosen to kiss Helen, a shy girl from school, whom  I
secretly liked a lot. She had already been led away. I leaned in very  close to
her blindfolded face and sniffed her hair. She was sniffing  too... searching
for identity clues, i guess. I kissed her tentatively,  but her lips were
unyielding. When the blindfold was removed she looked  disappointed to see my
face. Oh. Hi jimi, she said. I was crushed. No extra innings with this one. I
returned to the circle to try again.


Once a girl spun the bottle and it landed on  buxom redhead Jennifer, who stood
and was escorted behind the curtain.  Then a boy spun and the bottle pointed to
yet another girl, the demure  little brunette Helen, the skinny girl I had
previously kissed, yet  failed to ignite. This meant that it would be girl and
girl behind the  curtain! I'm sure all the boys got hard simultaneously. I know
i did. My tiny penis was like a hard little gumdrop in my pants, unnoticed by
all because of its small size.


"Interesting situation here', whispered Laura to Helen. "Do you want to go
behind the curtain and kiss Jennifer?"

It  was agonizing to watch Helen's embarrassment, and exciting to ponder  the
possibilities. Laura was teasing her terribly, saying it was her big  chance.


She blushed deeply  and biting her lip and shaking her head said she "did not
want to go  through with it...not like this", she said, indicating the entire
room  full of classmates.


Interesting comment, I thought. Helen is never more than two feet away from
Jennifer all day long at school. Like a shadow. They even go into the bathroom
together.


Laura whispered something to Helen, and she nodded yes.


Laura announced: Okay. New rule. In case of  same-gender spins, you may forfeit
an article of clothing if you do not  want to perform the kiss.

At that, Helen turned her back to the group and began to hurriedly take  off her
stockings and hand them to Laura, and returned barelegged to the  circle. We had
all craned our necks to see her quickly  undoing the old fashioned snaps and
garters and peel her stockings down  her pretty legs.

Then Helen spun the  bottle and it landed on a boy, Roger, who took up his
pillow and went  behind the curtain to kiss the ripe, young Jennifer. Helen
looked hurt.


The kisses went  swiftly, so many rounds soon passed. I had kissed or been
kissed by  every girl present, except Laura, who was mistress of ceremonies,
although i suspect she had her share of kisses behind the curtain in  between
rounds as she tied blindfolds to the kissing victims.

That's how the game was going. If the second spin  was a 'same gender' spin, an
article of clothing would have to be  sacrificed if the second person was too
chicken to kiss a member of his  or her own gender. With a 50-50 chance that it
would land on somebody of  the same gender, pretty soon there would be a lot of
half naked boys  and girls arranged in this circle, eventually pairing off with
a half  naked member of the opposite sex. With the request for "extra innings"
being almost universally accepted, this could turn out to be a very sexy
evening indeed.

When I say that extra innings were requested, sometimes the participants  in the
first blind kiss were so  repulsed by the idea, or by the kisser... that the
kissing chore was  done quickly, and once the blindfold was off they would
return to the  circle and not make eye contact with each other. Some people just
don't  have the right chemistry. This made for a few embarrassing moments. Like
my embarrassed kiss with the cool-to-me Helen.

However, there were a few daring types who would accept any challenge  rather
than remove an article of clothing. It was those that made the  game most
interesting. As we were away from the curtain, we had no idea  what the two
girls or boys were doing. It could have been just a peck on  the cheek, or it
could be something deeper. It was all in fun, right?


The blindfolded first person was a victim in any case, completely  unaware of
who was going to be kissing them, but always assuming it  would be a member of
the opposite sex, and hopefully somebody they  liked..


Then the turn would pass to the next person who would spin the bottle  again.
that person would then go behind the curtain, too. If it landed  on a person of
the same sex, the person could elect to go behind the  curtain or remove
clothing and return to the circle.

After a while the pile of clothing forfeited included a pair of  stockings, a
boy's shirt, a girl's slip, and now a boy's pair of pants.  Jack had decided to
lose his drawers rather than go behind the curtain  with Roger, who was waiting.

The three girls couldn't take their eyes off Jack as he sat back in the  circle.
He was very well endowed. His shorts were filled to bursting in  the front. The
girls laughed and giggled and elbowed each other. I had  peeked too, and Laura
caught this and smiled at me, mischievously, and  winked at me, sending my
cheeks a burning red.

After a few more same-gender spins, and rejected kisses, several of the  guests
had departed. They were presumably mortified at being rejected,  or afraid of
the thought of being naked, or any other reason really,  that they  simply left
the game, and the house. After half an hour, we were down to  seven
participants: five boys in various shades of undress, and two  similarly attired
girls, plus the fully dressed Laura.


Eventually, the bottle pointed to me again, but on  the first spin, and Laura
took me by the hand behind the curtain and she  tied the blindfold around my
eyes, but then she also asked me to place  my hands behind my back. When I did
so, she tied something around my  lower arms and i couldn't move them. Then she
instructed me to kneel  down.

I asked, did everybody have their hands tied Laura?  This was my sixth visit
behind the curtain, but the first time my hands  were tied.


oh yes, jimi dear and she leaned in and kissed me deeply and wetly. It was
wonderful...even though she must have been doing this all evening, with
everybody. Well, with the boys anyway.


I awaited my turn to be kissed. I was hoping it would be Jennifer, I didn't
really have a thing for flat-chested Helen anymore.

It seems like I waited my turn for an eternity.  Apparently, the bottle was
going to boys every time. There was a lot of  rustling and laughing. I imagined
Jack removing his undershirt, or Roger  taking off his shirt rather than going
behind the curtain for little  jimi, the blonde haired, blue eyed runt. The idea
of Jack removing his  undershirt lingered too long in my mind. I felt suddenly
ashamed and yet  not ashamed.


Sometimes, as you knelt waiting to be kissed... you  could smell shampoo, or
powder, or scent as the person hovered near  you, as you were awaiting
kissing...I was searching for clues as I  awaited.



Eventually, the curtain was opened, and a girl entered and took her place on her
cushion, kneeling inches away from my face.

I couldn't smell anything... then, suddenly, tender  lips were on mine... and a
tongue tip probed into my mouth. I accepted  the tongue, and eagerly returned
the kiss.... the head withdrew from  mine. my blindfold was not removed this
time.



my mind raced....I had gotten a hard-on while kissing this non-scented
'girl'..... but it was just kissing, and you never knew.... plus you were
blindfolded.... and the person I was kissing suddenly stopped.

I tried to move my arms to loosen the binding so I could see.


Laura said, "Wait, jimi. Leave the blindfold and the binding on".

A familiar girl's voice whispered to me.... "Do you want a special kiss
jimi?"....


...and I nodded and she said, "wonderful".

(was it Jennifer?)


"Lean in jimi".

It was Jennifer!


I did as she asked and suddenly I felt something against my pursed mouth....but
it wasn't lips...



"Open up jimi", the unseen girl's voice insisted...."you know you want this...we
all know you want this.... all of us."


I opened my mouth and I instinctively knew what it  was going to be. Within a
flash he had pressed the entire head of his  cock into my mouth!

"Do you like that?"

It was a boy's voice now. He and Laura, and Jennifer had conspired this!


The boy had me on my knees in Laura's parents'  basement, He had his dick in my
mouth. I was on my knees with another  boy's dick in my mouth. If you had asked
me what the chances were of me  performing fellatio on a classmate this morning,
I would have told you  you were crazy. yet here I was, on my knees, with a plump
cock head in  my mouth, and beginning to enjoy it, trying hard to NOT suck it,
yet  finding myself actually licking its underside, feeling its pulse,  feeling
its heat in my mouth, sensing it growing plumper all the time,  longer all the
time,harder allt he time.....


I had suspected this and still I played along... I had pretended that I
understood that it was a girl kneeling with me, and cooperated...



He said.. "I always wanted to do this with you, jimi" and I then recognized his
voice!

It was Jack.

Then he said, "and I knew you'd always wanted to do this with me, too,
right?"....

And then I simply nodded my head.

Laura chimed in: "Just about everybody else is gone, jimi. Make all the noise
you want".


Laura removed my blindfold but not my arm restraints.

I blinked in the dim lighting....
I looked up at Jacks body, his forest of light  brown hair on his lower tummy,
his pale flat tummy and belly button, his  strong thighs, his smooth chest, his
hands holding my head gently as  his manhood slowly entered my willing, sucking
mouth.

"Like it, don't you?"

By way of answer I allowed myself to suckle on his  beautiful pink penis. My
tongue followed its length, leaving my mouth  and tracing his testicles and all
along the shaft and back to the moist,  warm head. I had never felt anything so
wonderfully silky and smooth.

He with drew his penis until only the tip of the  head was at my mouth, and then
he slowly slid it back into that wet  place a little at a time until i could
smell his beautiful, lightly  sweaty, strangely musky, and delicious balls.


Now Jack had his entire penis in my mouth.... and I  was sucking it, licking it,
kissing it.... enjoying it....The head of  his prick filled my mouth. It was
like a  wonderful meaty spongy thing. It was leaking pre-cum, which I licked
and  swallowed. I loved the indescribably delicious feel of the cock in my
mouth. It was the first  time and it felt truly wonderful...... men leave their
wives for this, I  am told.


It was all over in a long, wet, sticky minute. You remember how fast we could
all cum in those days. When he came in my mouth I was totally shocked. I  had
certainly masturbated and sometimes I had tried its taste, but  there was never
so much as that which Jack had made. There was so much, and it came out so fast.
I just wasn't expecting that. I guess I liked  everything that first time...
except the taste... because I just wasn't expecting it... and even if I were...I
wasn't expecting it to happen so  quickly. And i couldn't possibly have known
how much semen a boy could  deliver to another boy's mouth, throat, gullet.


I remember he was standing over me, his big fat erect cock right in front of my
lips it still was dripping with cum, and he said ... you look so pretty with my
semen all over your face. and then he said I should see my own face... a lot of
it was on my shirt and the floor where I was kneeling with him. But even still
there was jit on my nose and chin and all around my mouth. He wiped a little
from my nose with his index finger and stuck his finger in my mouth.... and he
bade me to taste it, so I did, and it was okay in small quantities -- especially
when you were expecting it. He asked me if I wanted to taste some more... I said,
"but there's none left"... and he said, don't worry, I'll make some more.

He wagged his limp and sticky dick in my face and I  followed it with my face
and mouth until I caught it again, sucking the  head into my lips and beginning
to kiss it and savor its wonderful  texture and feel all over again. i was a
true sucker for this thing.


I sucked his beautiful pink limp cock and it got hard again in matter of
seconds, and I looked up at him the whole time... and when he was ready to cum, he
said... here it comes baby... but this time he held his cock on my tongue and I
accepted his second load directly into my mouth. He told me to close my lips
lightly around his cock head, and he finished pumping.... and I began to swallow
it slowly, just as he directed me to do.... and it was ever so much better that
second time.

I looked up through the now parted curtain into the  rec room. Jennifer and
Helen were in bras and panties and were making  out on the sofa watching me and
Jack as they also partook of forbidden  pleasures, their fingers between each
others legs as they kissed.


Next to them stood Roger, who was now completely naked and fully erect.  His
penis was fat and full and Laura was fondling him. Laura was holding  some girls
underwear in her other hand and smiling at me, like she did  when she caught me
staring at Jack's meaty pecker earlier. She said I  would look good in them.

"You're next", she said to Roger. "You're next with jimiboygirl."


Continued

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