Lot’s of attention!” I turned around to ask Vickie what she thought she was doing, but just then, she hit the stereo and began dancing. She danced... over to me and said, “Not one word out of you, you bastard, your going to get yours! Turn about is fair play and this is my party, too. Just sit back and watch me enjoy this.” My heart was pounding with fear as I had never seen her like this, I wasn’t sure if she was pissed or serious about fucking these guys. I knew I was in trouble and I had better. What was I going to do?The pressure built up in me to the point of nearly making me explode. I had to tell somebody what I suspected so that I could get some kind of help. After two weeks of suffering with the mental pressure and pangs of guilt, I did break down enough to talk to Mom. She was not the perfect person to go to for advice, but she would not condemn me out of hand. Maybe her love for me and vice versa would see me through.I did decide to approach the subject through the back door,. We should play more often" I said as I was hit with the realization that it was the perfect time to play. "Lets play truth or dare!" The game started out very tame, lots of truth questions that got us up to speed on what we had been getting up to since the last time we played. Questions like "Where and when was the last time you masturbated?" or "Have you been caught jerking off by anyone?". The first few dares were more silly than anything else, stick your dick in ice water, strip naked and do. Mary looked at him and climbed back onto the bed, so she straddled his hips. She immediately felt him respond to her being there. That too was part of the problem. She had never had anyone satisfy her and respond to her needs the way he had.A simple kiss from Marty got her motor running, and if his hands started to roam, she wanted to get his clothes off him as fast as she could. When he entered her, it felt like heaven. He could get her coming and going with what seemed like little effort on.