Setting me on the ground, Rachel kicks off her Converse. She wears missed matched socks; one is bright pink and the other lime green. These also get discarded on the floor. With a grin, she wiggles her toes above me, which I find seductive. Admittedly, I have a bit of a thing for feet. Rachel's are particularly nice, with a slender shape and smooth skin. Her feet are always clean, and she typically has painted toenails. Today they are a sparkly purple.
Rachel places her giant feet right in front of me. It is hard not to imagine all the bugs crushed beneath her soles, both accidentally and intentionally. She has never been squeamish around insects. In fact, I think she enjoys being the one to squash bugs, especially when other girls are freaking out. Thankfully she recognizes me as a friend and not an insect. I climb up and start rubbing the top of them. With a giggle, she says, "That tickles." At her request, I help Rachel relieve an inch. "Ahh...that is better."
Next, I go to her toes, which she spreads apart. My giant friend enjoys toying with me, passing me between feet. Gently she squeezes me between her soles. The sensation feels surprisingly good. After a while, she places me on the floor. "One last thing," Rachel says with a smirk, "I want you to kiss them." Without question, I fulfill her request, peppering her skin with kisses. "Good job pleasing your goddess," she teases. "I could get used to this."
Rachel scoops me back up and says she will do a truth for her turn. I think briefly before asking, "Where is the strangest place you have ever peed?"
"Ha, that is a good question," Rachel exclaims. "I actually have a couple. I've peed in a sink before. It was on a road trip at a gas station. Both my sister and I had to go, but they only had one unisex bathroom. I didn't want to wait, so I climbed onto the sink and peed. I have also peed outside in the parking lot of the stadium. After the Twenty One Pilots concert, I didn't have a chance to go to the bathroom after it ended since the lines were so long. On the walk to the train, I realized how bad I had to go and knew there was no way I could make it home. Luckily are those big bushes around the edge of the lot which I slipped behind to pee while my friend kept watch."
"Dude, you are lucky no one saw you," I state.
"Except for the squirrels in the bush," Rachel jokes. "It's times like that which I am jealous of how easy guys have it. Now for my last pee experience, which is probably the craziest of all. We were visiting my cousin in Florida and were at the beach. Ben, who is about the same age as me, explored some tide pools. Anyways, he saw something that he thought was a plastic bag. Ben went to pick it up and realized too late that it was actually a jellyfish. Well, he got stung and was in considerable pain. I remembered reading that you could pee on a jellyfish sting to make it feel better. I told him he should try, but he had already relieved himself in the ocean, so he didn't need to go. Well, I did, so I ended up peeing on my cousin's hand."
"That is definitely strange," I say with a smirk. "I bet he will never forget that experience.
"Certainly not," Rachel responded, also smirking. "Okay, it's your turn. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"Let's see..."Rachel considers, "You have to answer this honestly. Do you think I have a nice butt?" She giggles at the dumbstruck look on my face. "Here, I will let you get a better look." After setting me on the bed, Rachel turns around, filling my field of view with her skirt-clad butt. It looks big enough to crush my entire house. The black fabric is tailored perfectly for her slender frame. Rachel shakes her rear seductively. "Soooo, what do you think?"
"It is a very nice butt," I mumble, a little embarrassed. Admittedly, I have checked out her butt before when Rachel was not paying attention. It looks especially good in the short shorts she wears when going for a run. But, of course, I have never told Rachel I have a massive crush on her.
"That does not sound very enthusiastic," Rachel teases. "Maybe you need a little more convincing." With a click, she undoes the button on her jeans and then tugs them down to reveal her pink polka-dotted panties. The underwear is just a little too small so that her butt is exploding out of them.
"Damn!" is all I can say.
Rachel seems to take this as a compliment, smirking as she pulls her pants up. "My turn now. I will do a dare."
"You can say no to this if it is too much, but it was the first thing that came to mind. I dare you to go commando for the rest of the day." I feel my cheeks burn red, hardly believing what I just said.
However, Rachel looks amused as she reaches under her skirt and pulls her panties down. They get discarded on the floor by her socks. "I should do this more often; it feels good. Especially so in a skirt." Rachel continues to smirk at me while asking if I want a truth or dare. "Though I think you should do a dare since I have a good one for you." I agree, and she says, "I dare you to...
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