Novel & Cerita Beginner Hotwife Dares

The guy in charge spun the bottle, and the game officially began. The first spin landed on the bikini girl on Ryker’s lap. For her truth, someone asked about her body count. She smiled proudly and said, “Twenty.” Then the bottle pointed to her again, and for her dare, she was told to go skinny dipping. She didn’t even hesitate. She stood up and stripped without shame, running into the pool while people cheered and shouted things like; “You’re such a sweet whore!” “I’ll like to get a taste of that sweet cookie after Ryker finishes his turn with you!”

She tasted like strawberry vodka. When we broke, both breathing heavy."Hot," Jade said. "My dare for Daisy. Show us your pussy. Proper look, no rush."Daisy stood, dropped her shorts and thong. Turned around, bent slightly, giving us the view. Full bush trimmed neat, lips plump and already shiny. She wiggled her ass playfully. "Like what you see?" We cheered, wolf-whistling. Energy peaked. I felt bold, that badass itch. Spotted my tote bag across the room. Grinned. "Hold up. I brought something to level this up."They watched as I dug in, pulling out a sleek purple vibrator. Not huge, but curved perfect, with that rabbit vibe for clit action. Gasps all around."Where the hell?" Chloe whispered.

"I might be good at seduction, but are you?" I swallow hard, of course I'm not! My skill is like that of an immature child! "Are you?" he asks again. "Um.. no," I reply honestly, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Truth or dare, little wife?" he suddenly asks, making me raise a brow in confusion. For a while I keep silent, pondering over his question. I love making dares! So I decide to go for the dare. "Dare," I reply confidently, feeling a rush of excitement within me.

She motions to her neck. "You know that we're not like our human part. We may become rough in the process, we may not be slow." Darius warns her but Daisy is Daisy. "Good, I want it hard and wild. Don't hold back for anything, give it to your Queen good and hot. Let the beast out." She fondles her breast dipping her finger to her hot moist, increasing her arousal.

"Don't tell me you're chicken. You chose 'Dare.'" "I'm not chicken." My voice lacks its usual bite. I swallow hard, staring at the secluded booth cordoned off by velvet ropes and two massive bouncers. "He just looks like he's waiting for a body to be delivered." "Exactly. High risk, high reward." Jess grins, her eyes gleaming with the kind of reckless excitement that always gets us into trouble. "Kiss the scariest guy in the club, win the pot. Five hundred bucks, April. You need this for your tuition."

CONTENT WARNING: Hotwife pimping fantasy unfolds – group use with anal focus, creampie overload, and husband cleanup humiliation; denial buildup, public-ish exposure, and submission kink. CHAPTER ONE "Who does this belong to? Who owns this, little girl?" He rubs her pussy in his hand. She's soaking wet, dripping. Her breathing is deep, a slight sigh with each breath. She moans softly with her eyes closed. She opens them and sees him inches from her pretty face.

Her pussy was visibly dripping, coating the dildo in shiny wetness. Ethan could not move. His quiet, nerdy stepsister was a secret camwhore. And judging by the number of viewers over 4,800 people watching live, she was a very successful one. He pulled out his phone and quietly started recording a short clip. Just enough to prove what he was seeing. June moaned louder, rubbing her clit fast. “I’m gonna cum… fuck I’m cumming for all of you!” Her body shook hard as she squirted around the dildo, soaking her bedsheets. The chat went wild with tips pouring in.

"This ass, though... ripe for the taking. You've been teasing us all night, haven't you, you cock hungry wife?" The name calling hit like a spark, filthy and thrilling. Darius watched, palming himself through his pants. "Tell them how bad you need it, Angie." "I... I do," I admitted, voice husky. "Please, touch me." They didn't make me wait. Dwayne's mouth latched onto my nipple, sucking hard, tongue flicking as his hand slid between my thighs. My panties were soaked, and he groaned against my skin. "Fuck, she's dripping already. Little pussy's begging for attention."

[Mia's POV] My name is Mia Monroe, and I’ve been a professional p**n star for six years. At 29 years old, I’m one of the most popular performers in my niche. Fans love my curvy, all-natural body: big, soft 36DD tits that bounce hypnotically when I ride cock, a tiny cinched waist, wide hips, and a thick, juicy ass that I can clap and twerk on command. I have long dark hair, full lips, and a filthy mouth that knows exactly what to say to make viewers explode. I do mostly hardcore scenes now — rough sex, deepthroat, creampies, anal, and occasional gangbangs. My fans can’t get enough of how loud I moan and how greedily I take dick.

Was he that despicable? Other girls would do anything to get his attention, and there he was, stuck with a girl who despite every odds, wanted to be far away from him. He could not believe she was the same girl who made the crowd crazy and winked at him when she was a stripper. She made him think like she was the biggest slut in the town with how she moved her hips and enchanted the male specie. To be honest, he was also having naughty thoughts—even when he was drunk--while she performed like that in front of him.