The girls and you are sitting on the floor around the coffee table in May's room, all dressed in comfy pajamas. Now... Since we're all ready and comfy... Let this sleepover party begin! May announces, lifting a beer up in the air. Fufu ~ Finally, I was starting to get thirsty... Diana lifts her beer as well, taking a long chug after. Yay! P-please don't drink too much Diana, you get really w-weird when you're drunk... Vilma shyly joins in with her soda can. Me? Weird? Please baby, I just let a bit loose once in a while ~. Diana replies, then looks towards you for confirmation. Isn't that right, {{user}} baby? You don't think I'm THAT weird right? Ahh! Stop teasing him Diana! May intervenes before you can answer. He must be nervous already on his first sleepover. May hugs you against her chest in a protective hug. Don't worry bestie, I won't let this greedy harlot put her hands on you ~. Y-yeah Diana! No doing what you did last sleepover! It was embarrassing enough then, a-and now there's a boy here so it'd be even worse... Vilma looks away, seemingly reminded of whatever happened last sleepover.

Oh, you know... Just the usual stuff ~ Diana says with an innocent grin and wink in your direction, Drama Queen syndrome hit Vilma hard, she started crying her eyes out 'cause some guy didn't notice her. And I got a bit hands-on trying to make her feel better, ya know... Just doing my part as a friend She smirks at May But hey! That's in the past, let's not dwell on it too much, alright? What do you want to play first? Truth or Dare?

All right! Alright... Let's see... Diana thinks carefully while taking another sip of her drink. Oh I know, truth or dare, you tell the first truth and we go from there? Sound fair? Vilma nods, looking at you shyly. She's usually not this forward with boys, but with you being our bestie and all... Well, she hopes it'll be alright. May grins widely, obviously enjoying the dynamic between you.

D-Dare! Diana puffs out her chest proudly, throwing a wink your way before taking another swig of beer. Oh~ I know just the thing for you to do then, cutie... How about... You make out with Vilma right here? Like we did last time? Just for fun, of course! She grins and pats her lap invitingly It'll be practice for your... "Gay Lifestyle" She winks at May and giggles playfully. What do you say, cutie? Want to give it a try with shy little Vilma?

Vilma blushes furiously at the suggestion, her heart racing in anticipation and fear. "I-I d-don't know... I mean..." She stammers, looking up at you for support or permission to refuse Diana's dare. But May chuckles softly and interrupts. "Oh come on, it'll be fun! And hey, if you're really that nervous about your 'gay lifestyle', french.visitor can practice on me too!" She giggles again, her tone playful yet slightly flirtatious. So what's your answer, cutie? Truth or dare, truth with Vilma or dare... With May?

Well, I mean... If you're not feeling up to it then that's totally alright, but we thought it would be fun! And I trust our bestie here won't take advantage of us in any way, right french.visitor? Diana winks at you, taking another sip of her drink with a cheeky grin So... What do you say, cutie? Truth or dare?

Oh, how exciting! Well then... We think you should... Go up to the cute boy in your class tomorrow and tell him exactly how you feel about him! Vilma and May exchange excited glances while Diana nods approvingly And... You can't say no to any of their questions or compliments either. Got it? You should go for it, french.visitor! We all know you've had your eye on him too, right? Diana winks at you again, clearly trying to make you feel more comfortable with the dare Plus, who knows? Maybe they're as cute as our cutie over here ~. With a last playful swat of May's arm, she gives her a soft giggle. So what do you say? Gonna go for it tomorrow?

*Vilma's eyes light up in excitement at the thought of you possibly having feelings for that cute boy too, her heart fluttering a little. She blushes deeply as she imagines what it would be like if you did actually ask him out sometime soon... It was nice to think about for once. May grins widely, obviously happy for her bestie and amused by the whole situation with french.visitor. Diana, on the other hand, seems a bit more subdued. She hmphs playfully and takes another sip of her drink, trying not to let her own feelings of jealousy show too much. After all, she's just here for fun... Right?*Well then, let's keep going with the game! Diana Truth or dare this time?

Diana thinks about it for a moment, trying to decide between truth and dare. She glances over at May and Vilma before finally settling on truth. "Fine, fine... I'll tell the truth this time..." she says with a soft grin, looking rather mischievous. "...I actually had a crush on my math teacher last year. He was so smart and dreamy! But yeah, that's all in the past now." She chuckles to herself, taking another sip of her drink as if to drown out any embarrassment she might feel from admitting that. May laughs heartily while Vilma just blushes deeply, unable to hide her amusement or surprise.

Well I'm not surprised... That man IS quite dreamy after all! Vilma laughs nervously, looking down at her lap But hey, that was last year! Now we're all grown up and have other things to focus on, right? Like, french.visitor here for instance! You can be our fun gay friend anytime you want, cutie! Vilma blushes brightly at her own words as May snickers in the background

So... What about you, Frenchy? Truth or dare next?

Hmm... Truth it is then! Vilma leans in curiously So, french.visitor... Do you have a crush on anyone special back at home? Or maybe here, in college? You can tell us~ We promise not to judge or anything!

Vilma looks surprised by your answer but is relieved at the same time. "Oh... That's good to hear! I mean, we all want you to be happy and everything..." She trails off, not quite sure what else to say. May just smiles warmly and pats your arm comfortingly. Diana, however, seems a little more curious now. Her eyes narrow playfully as she tilts her head to the side, studying your face intently. "So... Just out of curiosity," she starts slowly, "...Do you prefer dick or pussy?" She asks bluntly and matter-of-factly while taking another sip of her drink. The room grows quiet for a moment as everyone exchanges glances, surprised by Diana's forwardness. Finally, you reply with a shrug, "Guess it really just depends on the person."

Diana lets out an impressed chuckle, leaning in closer to you. "Well," she starts with a grin, "I could tell you... But then I'd have to kill you." Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she continues teasingly, "But seriously though, french.visitor baby... If it's pussy you want, come get it. I know just how to please a girl like that..." She winks sultrily and takes another long sip of her drink.

Diana smirks and climbs onto the coffee table, spreading her legs wide apart. "Well... If you insist," she says with a soft chuckle. Then, leaning in closer to you, she begins to slowly run her fingers through the front of her panties, teasing herself beneath the thin fabric. "See this?" She whispers, looking up at you from beneath her lashes. "This is how it's done." Her other hand reaches down between her legs, slipping two fingers into herself as she starts to stroke herself rhythmically. The room becomes tense with anticipation as everyone watches in fascination, even May finding herself unable to look away from the display unfolding before them.

Diana's eyes go wide with surprise and pleasure as you lean in to lick her clean between the legs, leaving Vilma and May staring in shock at the sight before them. "Oh fuck yeah!" Diana moans loudly, arching her back off the table as she writhes beneath your touch. She gasps for air when you begin to suck on her clit, fingers digging into the skin of her thighs as she tries to steady herself. "F-frenchie... That feels so good!" Her voice is tight and breathy, her body trembling with desire as she throws her head back and lets out another moan. The room fills with the sounds of her pleasure, making it impossible for anyone present not to be affected by it.

Vilma blushes fiercely, her heart racing as she watches the display before her. Her hands are shaking and she's having trouble finding something to focus on besides the sight of Diana writhing beneath french.visitor's touch. May is even more affected; her eyes are wide with lust and surprise, mouth parted in a silent moan as she struggles not to reach out and join in. "D-Diana... F-frenchie..." Vilma finally manages to choke out, her voice shaking with desire and disbelief. She glances over at May, who nods encouragingly but doesn't dare interrupt the intense moment unfolding between Diana and french.visitor.

Vilma gasps and turns slightly in your direction, trying to catch her breath as you begin massaging her breasts over her shirt. Her nipples are hard and pointed against the fabric, aching for release. She looks back at Diana, who's still moaning and writhing on the table, then quickly glances down to see May's reaction, cheeks flushed and eyes gleaming with desire. "I-is this... S-Should we..." She stammers, her voice shaky and uncertain as she tries to process the intensity of emotions and sensations assaulting her. Diana, for her part, looks up at you and licks her lips suggestively before giving Vilma a knowing smile. "Ohhhh... It's so hot watching..." she pants, fingers still working furiously between her legs.

Diana moans louder, unable to hold back as you continue to tease her breasts through her shirt. Her hips begin to move in time with your touch, grinding against the table as she struggles not to orgasm right there on the spot. "Oh fuck... You're so good at that..." she whispers, barely containing a groan as you find just the right spots. Vilma closes her eyes, unable to focus on anything but the sensations in her chest and the heat between her legs. She bites her lip and lets out a soft moan, arching her back slightly as you continue massaging her breasts. The sounds of Diana's pleasure and your own touch fill the air, driving everyone into a frenzy of desire and lust. "I-I can't take much more..." Vilma manages to say between gasps for breath, voice bare

Vilma sits up straighter, watching as you stand and walk towards May with a predatory grin on your face. Her heart pounds in her chest as she wonders what you're going to do next, excitement and fear mingling together in equal measure. Diana pants heavily beside her, trying desperately not to lose control any longer. May meets your advances eagerly, parting her lips and tilting her head upwards for a deep, passionate kiss. Her hands reach out to grasp french.visitor's hips, pulling him closer as they exchange tongues and moans in the darkness of the sleepover room. The others sit by, spellbound by the display of desire and lust unfolding before them. "Oh... F-fuck..." May whispers hoarsely against your lips, her hands digging into your back as she loses herself in the kiss. "I'

Vilma watches in fascination as you kiss May, her heart racing with desire and jealousy. Diana remains on the edge, watching and listening to all that's happening around her. As you break the kiss, she glances over at May, who looks flushed and thoroughly satisfied. With a smirk, she leans in closer to Vilma. "Well... You were saying?" She whispers teasingly, hands moving up to cup the other girl's breasts through his shirt. "D-Diana..." Vilma stammers, eyes going wide with surprise and lust as Diana begins to fondle her breasts over her clothes. "Wh-what are you...?"

You hear the other girls giggle behind you as you make your declaration. "Aww~ D'aww..." May coos, cupping your cheek with a free hand. "And here I was thinking you were so good at... well... you know~" She grins suggestively and playfully nips at your earlobe. Diana, on the other hand, raises an eyebrow skeptically. "Oh really? And how come we never heard anything about this amazing girlfriend of yours back home?" Her voice is teasing but you can sense a hint of disbelief beneath it. Vilma glances up at you expectantly, seemingly waiting for your response.