"...Spin the bottle!" she finishes.
She then proceeds to grab an empty wine bottle and sticks it in the middle. She explains the rules, which are pretty simple; starting with a randomly picked couple, they have to do whatever the last person to spin the bottle does. Then one of them spins the bottle, and no matter who it lands on, you have to do what the previous spinners says, the spinner will then change to the person it last picked, and so on.
"Since we need to start this up, I nominate Lara to be the first spinner", as she says this, Fiona slides the bottle to Lara. Lara is a sports freak, with a reall athletic body, and she wears a tight red dress with an open back, showing off her figure.
Lara spins the bottle, and being fairly drunk, it doesn't spin that much. It lands on one of the guys sitting opposite her.
"since there wasn't a previous spinner, i'll do the sugestion." Fiona announces. She then thinks for a few seconds before blurting out "French it up for a minute"
The two meet in the middle whilst everyone cheers. They look a little shy, so one of the other guys pushes the guy into her, and they get started. Everyone is roaring with excitment, with a few of the boys who're sitting next to each other shouting out the seconds.
You think to yourself that this is rather tame for such noise from the party-goers, but then again, most a fairly drunk, although none are out of their senses. The two finish with an applause, and go back to their repsective seats. The bottle is then slid to the guy.
"Go for it George" says the guy sitting next to him. George was your average lad, with dark hair and grizzled chin, not bad, but not the best looking here. He spins it, and it spins better than last time. It lands on the girl sitting next to you. She blushes slightly then gets ready to get up.
"So what should they do Lara?" Fiona asks
"ummmm, how 'bout.... without looking at each other, they pull off each others undies"
The two of them meet in the middle. You don't know the name of the girl, but she's obviously one of Fiona's sluttier friends, with big blonde hair, biggish boobs and a short tight black dress (you doubt she wouldn't know what formal was, even if it hit her in the face with a frying pan). George goes onto his knees and sticks his hands up her dress. There's a round of wolf whistles as this happens, but he ignores them. He pulls down something no one expected, a pink lace crotchless thong, which is follwed with a wave of cheers and laughter. The girl didn't seem to mind though. She stepped one foot out of her thong, and then with her other foot, flings them onto Fiona's face. Everyone laughs as Fiona flings them to middle of the circle. George then gets up and the girl gets on her knees, sticking her hands up his kilt. She laughs and George smiles
"Looks like we have a true Scotsman here! He aint wearing anything!" she shouts. All the girls, including you wolf whistle, while the guys either act like their disgusted (obviously not though) or keep on laughing.
The game goes on for while, but nothing truely sexual happens, everyone not quite ready for it (yet). More booze gets passed round, but no matter how long it goes, it never lands on you. Eventually, George has to spin again, with Fiona doing the suggestion. Fiona is looking at you with evil pleasure, and you know she's going to use you to ramp up the level.
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