Book 3: Dared to be Fúcked

Lena wasn’t even sure why she came to the party. Dora had begged her, promising it would be “fun” and “different from the usual boring Friday night she usually had.

The house was packed when they arrived. Music pounded through the walls, bass shaking the floor. The air smelled like alcohol, perfume and weed. People filled every corner, some were dancing, some kissing against the walls, some just shouting to be heard over the noise.

Dora squeezed Lena’s hand as they pushed through the crowd.

“See? This is way better than staying home”

Lena laughed softly, shaking her head. She had dressed simple tight jeans and a black top but already she felt overdressed next to Dora who wore a short skirt and a low-cut blouse that showed her tit and had guys’ eyes following her.

In the kitchen, people were crowded around the counter taking shots. Dora grabbed two plastic cups and shoved one into Lena’s hand.

“Drink Lena. You’ll loosen up.”

The alcohol burned down her throat. It wasn’t Lena’s first party but she wasn’t like Dora. Dora loved attention, loved wild nights. Lena usually stayed in the background. Quiet while just observing but tonight she promised herself she’d at least try.

“Truth or Dare!” someone shouted from the living room.

The crowd moved to where the someone had asked and Dora grinned.

“Let’s go play”

“No” Lena said instantly.

“Yes” Dora tugged her arm.

“You’re not escaping this time around. Come on”

The circle on the floor was loud and chaotic. People sat cross-legged, bottles scattered around, music still thumping in the background. A bottle lay in the center, already spinning.

Lena sat next to Dora, hugging her knees. She just had plan to watch as the game played out.

The bottle clinked as it spun again, the neck flashing past face after face. Everyone leaned in, the circle noisy with half-drunk cheers. It slowed, then stopped on a tall guy in a baseball cap.

“Dare!” someone shouted before he even answered.

The crowd picked it up. “Dare! Dare! Dare!”

He shrugged, grinning. “Fine Dare it is then”

The girl across from him smirked.

“Run outside naked. One lap around the block.”

The room erupted. People screamed, stomped, clapped.

“No way!” he laughed but he was already stripping off his shirt.

Phones went up instantly as he pulled his pants down, leaving nothing on. He covered his crotch with one hand and sprinted toward the door while the room howled. A few people rushed to the window to film him darting down the street, pale ass flashing in the porch light.

When he came back in, sweaty and panting, he got a beer shoved in his hand like a medal. The bottle spun again. It landed on a girl in a red crop top.

“Truth or dare?”

She tossed her hair back. “Dare.”

“Flash your tits” someone called out from behind.

Without hesitation, she laughed and yanked her shirt up. Her breasts bounced free, nipples hard in the cool air. The circle screamed like it was a concert. Phones zoomed in. A few guys slapped the floor, howling. She shook them once for effect, then dropped her shirt and bowed as the circle roared.

Lena’s throat was dry. Her face burned hot as she watched. The cheers, the phones, the way the girl grinned while everyone stared, it shouldn’t turn her on but her chest felt tight, and heat curled low in her belly.

She took another sip of her drink, trying to ignore it.

The bottle spun again. It clicked across the floor, slowing until it pointed at two guys sitting side by side.

“Both of you” the caller said grinning.

“Kiss”

The room went insane.The guys groaned, shoving at each other but the chant was deafening.

“Do it! Do it! Do it!”

Finally one grabbed the other’s face and mashed their mouths together. The circle screamed like the roof would come off. A girl pounded the floor with her fist, shrieking. Someone shouted, “Tongue!” and the crowd roared harder when they actually did it.

When they pulled apart, everyone was red-faced from laughing, clapping, and shouting.

Dora leaned against Lena’s shoulder, whispering,

“See? harmless”

Lena tried to smile but her heart was beating too fast. Her palms were damp. She didn’t know if it was nerves or if watching was doing something else to her.

The bottle spun again.

Lena’s stomach sank as it slowed. Slower. The neck wobbled. Then it stopped, pointing directly at her.

The circle went quiet for half a breath. Then someone shouted,

“Lena!”

All eyes landed on her.

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Next update tomorrow 💕 stay tuned!”