Page 29 of Single Girl Rules #BananaParty

Friday, Sept 13, 2013

“Spin the banana is a combination of spin the bottle and truth or dare,” I said. “Each person gives a dare. And to determine who has to do it, we spin a banana.”

Ash’s mouth dropped open. “Oh my God. This sounds amazing! Let’s play!”

Score! “Okay, we just need a banana.” I looked around for one, but there were none to be found. “Damn it. Where are all the actual bananas?”

Ash gave me a sassy look. “See? I told you that my décor was better. And I still think it was a huge missed opportunity for them to not have any banana bread.”

“I get banana,” said Slavanka. She jumped out of her seat, walked over to one of the fake banana trees, and shimmied right up it. Her ass was everywhere thanks to her super short dress, but she didn’t seem to care. She reached the top in record time and yanked one of the banana shaped neon lights off the tree. Sparks flew everywhere as she slid back down. She pulled her dress down and walked back to the table like what she’d done was completely normal.

“Here,” she said, plopping the banana down in the center of the table.

“Holy shit, Slavanka!” I reached over to give her a high five. “That was amazing! Where’d you learn to climb like that?”

“Power lines in village break lots. I fix.”

“You’re a woman of many talents. Maybe we’ll learn about a few more during this game.” I wiggled my eyebrows at her. It was time to begin. And honestly…there was only one proper way to start a game of spin the banana. “First dare: shove a banana down your throat.” I spun the banana.

It spun and spun and spun.

Please land on me.

A rather well-endowed stripper had just walked by. And I very much wanted to shove his banana down my throat.

After like twenty rotations, the banana finally started to slow down. It went past Zoraida. Past Esme. Past me.

Damn! Oooh! Is it gonna land on Ash? If it did, it would be the perfect excuse for her to chase down the stripper from earlier. Or to try another.

But alas, it was not to be.

The banana spun just past Ash to land on Slavanka.

“I swallow banana?” she asked.

“Yup! Get it, girl!”

She reached across the table, grabbed one of the bananas from my banana split, and shoved the entire thing into her mouth. She legit swallowed it in one gulp.

Ash’s mouth dropped. “Slavanka!” she yelled. “That was the coolest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life!”

“Impressive,” agreed Esme. “But you better be careful doing that around all these strippers. Last weekend I showed off a similar trick during a flight. Let’s just say that the passengers took it as a challenge. My throat hasn’t felt the same since.”

“You suck Chastity’s papa?” asked Slavanka. She mimed a blowjob to really drive the point home.

Of course she has.

“A lady never kisses and tells,” replied Esme.

Slavanka shook her head. “No, no. Rule #6: Always kiss and tell.”

“Way to quote the Single Girl Rules!” I said. “But it’s time for another dare. If you want more info about what happens on Daddy’s fun jet, you’ll have to ask it in a dare. And then hope the banana lands on Esme or Zoraida.”

“No. Ride a stripper.” Slavanka spun the banana.

Slavanka, you kinky bitch! I’d been planning to tease the strippers for a while before fucking any of them, but a dare was a dare. And I wasn’t one to back down from a dare. The only question was…which stripper would I ride if it landed on me?

It was a hard pass on the one that Ash had blown. Way too small. But at a nearby table there was a stripper wearing dog tags with scars all over his back. And honestly, the girl blowing him wasn’t doing a very good job. He’d clearly served our country. He deserved better. And I could certainly give it to him…

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