Page 25 of Calling Her Bluff

“Anyone I know?” Had Chad and Diana really hit it off?

“No, just a guy from my chemistry class. He’s got the cutest nerd thing going on.”

After that, the two girls gossiped. Diana was the perfect person for Allison to talk with about her dates. Not too many other girls would listen to everything Allison had done and was going to do without labeling her a slut. For Allison, Diana’s easy acceptance and discretion was a godsend.

* * *

Princess,

We’ll be staying in at my place this Friday. Wear a coat with nothing under it again. Put your hair in a ponytail this time. Be at my place at 5pm.

Your Lancelot

* * *

Despite herself, Allison couldn’t help overanalyzing Todd’s signature on this week’s email. Lancelot—as in the man who had to share Guinevere with King Arthur—but Lancelot had also been the one Guinevere had ended up with. Was that how Todd saw them? Was he trying to tell her that he had feelings for her beyond the sex?

Eventually, she gave up running the possible double meanings in her head. For all she knew, he was just running out of knightly, royal pseudonyms.

* * *

When Allison arrived at Todd’s apartment on Friday, she nervously checked her appearance in the rearview mirror before leaving her car, not that there was much to check. Her curls were bouncy in the ponytail, and she’d left her makeup sparse. With Todd, there was no way to tell whether she’d be crying, sweating, or covered in cum, so she stuck with simple eyeliner and pink lipstick.

Before she knocked on his door, she frowned, thinking it sounded like there were more than just a couple of voices on the other side of the door. Maybe he had the television on, but when she knocked, the voices abruptly halted. Her insides twisted. How many voices had she heard? The door opened, and Todd grinned at her, but there was a tightness around his eyes. Dared she hope it was jealousy at sharing her again?

She stepped inside, looking into the main room, and gasped. There was a large group of people, several guys she recognized, including Chad, from Todd’s frat. A few of them had hung around outside the gym with him when she’d passed by. There were eight guys total and a girl sitting on a guy’s lap, kissing him while his hands moved under her shirt. Just that sight gave Allison a clue what she was in for.

Her jaw worked up and down as she stared at them. They, in turn, checked her out, a number of eyes traveling over her legs. They were brown-haired and blonde, one guy had black hair like Todd, one redhead, and one very large black guy. The ones she knew were from Todd’s frat, so she guessed the rest were as well. At least his frat had a reputation for making its members take constant STD tests since they constantly shared sorority pledges. From the Greek letters stretched across the brunette’s rather small boobs, Allison figured she was probably one of the frat’s shared girls, not that she seemed at all averse to her situation. She jumped up to greet Todd with a kiss as enthusiastic as the one she’d been giving the guy whose lap she’d been sitting on a moment before.

Now, Allison was the one jealous. Had she mistaken Todd’s emotions? After all, it’s not as if she really knew what he was doing on nights when he wasn’t with her. He could be going through entire sorority houses for all she knew. Getting a grip, she looked away, so she didn’t have to watch them kiss. Chad had gotten up and was walking toward her, so she focused on him, which meant she wasn’t looking when Todd released the sorority girl and looked up to see Allison’s reaction.

“Allison, let me get your coat for you,” Chad offered chivalrously, winking at her. Obviously, he knew exactly what she had on underneath. He leaned in to whisper in her ear. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Allison glanced at Todd, who was pretending not to watch her and Chad’s whispered conversation. What did he think they were doing, talking dirty? Todd’s hands were under the sorority girl’s shirt now, and she was rubbing against him like a cat.

Well, anything that bitch could do, Allison could do better.

“Yes,” she whispered back and smiled seductively, then raised her voice. “I’d be happy to give you my coat, sexy.”

The croon in her voice startled Chad, got the attention of the rest of the room—who had divided its attention between her and the sorority bitch—and made Todd glare. The brunette in his arms let out a yelp as he inadvertently crushed her breast in his hand. Ignoring them, Allison stepped past Chad to favor the room with a smile. Holding her chin high, she calmly unbuttoned the coat, letting just a thin strip of flesh down her center show, although as she reached the bottom button which was in front of her pussy, she paused and winked at them, holding it closed in just that spot… then whipped it open and let it slide down her arms to the floor. The guys let out whoops and cheers as her curvy body became visible, bringing heat and color to her cheeks.

She could hear Todd’s teeth grinding as he stepped closer. The sorority bimbo flounced back to the circle of guys, this time ending up on a different lap. Todd gave her a pained smiled at her. She smirked back at him.

“We’re going to play strip poker, Allison. I’m sure you know how to play. We’re all wearing five pieces of clothing. You get four forfeits, then if you lose a fifth time... we all get you for the night.”

Allison lost some of her confidence as she realized what he meant. He wasn’t going to share her with one other guy, she was going to get gang-banged. Apparently, he’d taken her comment in the library about being ganged up on quite literally. The sorority chick looked excited at the prospect of getting banged by all of these guys, and even if Allison backed out of her ‘blackmail’ situation now, while she was sure that Todd wouldn’t actually give her father the tape, it looked like someone was going to be getting banged. Allison was damned if she’d leave Todd to fuck that bimbo while Allison was off somewhere else, unsatisfied, and unable to keep her eye on him.

When she didn’t protest, the guys began setting up the game on the coffee table, and Allison swayed on her heels. She ended up wedged on one of the couches between the big black guy and Todd. She realized she didn’t actually know anyone’s name except Todd’s and Chad’s, and somehow, that was comforting. If she didn’t know their names, hopefully, they weren’t people she’d run into often. The big black guy eyed her appreciatively, and she shrunk back a little against Todd. Her parents weren’t racistexactly, they just didn’t know anyone who was black, and she didn’t have much experience with them, either. The size of the guy made her feel very small and very vulnerable.

Fortunately, Todd distracted her as she shuffled the cards, announcing her first forfeit.

“Ah, let’s see. The first time Allison loses, the winner gets two minutes to play with any part of her upper body he or she,”—he shot a quick smile at the other brunette—“wants, using his or her hands or mouth.” He began dealing out the cards.

Oh, God… Allison hadn’t thought through all the implications of the other girl being there. She remembered Todd asking if she was interested in experimenting with another girl, and how hot it had been when the blonde security guard had eaten her out. Was tonight going to be Allison’s turn to taste another woman, to pass that next boundary?

Allison managed not to lose the first few hands, although it was close but lost the fourth. Todd pulled her up from her seat, pushing her in the direction of the cute guy who had won. He had long brown hair and kind, eager eyes as he pulled her into his lap, so she was facing him. He squeezed her breasts, mouthing the nipples gently. Relaxing a little, she pushed her chest toward him, encouraging the touch as her breasts worked their usual effect on her pussy. Sucking harder on her nipple, he pinched and twisted the other one with his hand, then briskly rubbed the entire breast in his hand. Switching nipples with his mouth, his fingers were just as roughly with the one he’d been sucking, pulling it away from her body and letting it drop so her boob bounced. After a minute, he really began mauling her breasts, squeezing them hard, and chewing on the pert cherry nipples.

“Time.” Todd’s voice was almost too indifferent.

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