"For your dare?" Jennifer gave herself a little shake--she'd never thought it would feel so good for her breasts to jiggle like that--and then smirked. "You're going to make out with any one of the girls remaining. Your choi--"
She was cut off by the sudden lip-lock and pressed against the wall. One of Rachel's hands slapped against the wall for support, and the other reached around Jennifer's back and pulled her in tightly--she could feel Rachel's cock through her skirt. He was strong, his body fit and lean, and he apparently had all the knowledge of how to kiss a girl properly, perhaps from having been one less than a minute ago.
Jennifer could feel Rachel's tongue beginning to probe, and push, and his hips, straight and narrow like any boy's, were trying to do the same thing. His hand left the wall, and he pressed against her harder, his hand reaching down towards her skirt. The other girls stared in shock at their teammate, as he seemed about to take another teammate with a piece of equipment none of them ever thought they'd be on the giving end of.
Jennifer decided it was kind of hot, really.