Bikini Kill Double Dare Ya Novels & Stories

"But... but I might get scolded." "Will you get scolded or will I kill you? Choose!" "I'll... settle for getting scolded, sir." "Good decision," I said, lightly slapping his cheek before leaving and returning to Lev. "What's that nonsense, Patricio! 'Baby Shark' at a party like this?!" Lev asked me in a hiss. "Why not? Bree didn't like it? It's intended for her. That's the kind of song that suits babies like her. Right, Bree?"

5 YEARS LATER. Vega POV. "I dare you to hit the casino tonight. We need to waste some money" Andrianna said, her hair bouncing as she jumped excitedly. I glanced up from the paperwork in front of her, then shook my head. "I'm busy and I have to get this done before tomorrow so I won't be taking that dare". Andrianna rolled her eyes. "Chicken" she muttered under her breath and I looked up at her in exasperation.

"Told you guys that she's a priss." I felt the urge to slap him hard in the face and then dashed out of this room. But I won't let him get to me. "Dare." I blurted out, changing my earlier decision. The first dare was so kinky that I was bewildered. Finn, one of the other guys, was asked how long he lasted. Still fair, right? Samantha was asked to do a strip tease, which she did. "Truth or Dare?" Kyle, the other guy, asked, jolting me out of my train of thoughts.

"I don't see how that affects you in any way, you wanted me to be here. You and Addison probably had a great time laughing me to scorn over coffee or whatever you two drink in your leisure time." "You think I had anything to do with this? You think I planned to set you up?" My eyes flashed as I turned sharply to face her stoic expression. Her arms that crossed under her chest pushed up her full boobs, I swallowed hard as my eyes got trapped in the fullness of her chest. Good thing her vision was like that of humans I was sure my blazing eyes were the only thing she could make out correctly. "I can't put anything past y'all, I mean what you people do for fun is different from what normal peop

Clara looked at me coldly. “What’s with the sarcasm, Nathan? What exactly are you trying to do? It was just a game.” One of Clara’s friends, Mary Tanner, chimed in, “Exactly. If you can’t handle it, don’t come to a bar.” I nodded and calmly shot back, “You’re right. I can’t handle it. Since you’re so open-minded, why don’t you French kiss every guy here?” The girl flushed crimson with anger.

“When’s the last time you got laid?” “Jesus.” I almost choked. “Straight for the throat, huh?” “You picked truth.” I rubbed the back of my neck. “Few months ago. Some girl from work. Didn’t go anywhere.” I looked at her. “Your turn. Truth or dare.” “Dare.” Of course she picked dare. I thought for a second. “Take off the t-shirt. It’s hot out here anyway.” She didn’t hesitate. The shirt came off and landed on the table. That tiny bikini again. Her nipples pressed against the thin fabric from the cool night air. She leaned back, completely unbothered.

A little wet spot had already formed at the tip. “Clearly enjoying the show,” I said, licking my lips. “Truth or dare?” Ben asked me, voice lower now. “Dare.” “Take your bra off under your shirt and hand it over. Then flash us those nipples.” I reached under, unhooked it, and tossed my bra at him. Then I lifted my shirt again, this time fully exposing my bare tits. My nipples were stiff and aching. “Look at how hard those are,” Chris groaned. “She’s loving this.”

Nothing new. Cara Nieman was dared to pole dance. Patricia Coleman was dared to give Andrew Sanders a lap dance to Rihanna’s Work. Kate Olives was dared to tongue kiss a girl of her choice and she picked Zara Beige, the cow. Brie Davidson was dared to strip off five things from her body, for someone who wore nothing but a black flimsy see-through mini dress, you can probably guess how that went down. My sister, Summer was dared to imitate having sex with a boy of her choice and she chose Collins. Zachary rejected all of his dares with the label that “he had a fiancé” hence, he drank a shot of whiskey instead. A sweet gentleman he was, and he remained so until his end.

Chris had drank beer mixed with hot sauce, Christen and Jenna had kissed, Brett had his pants on his head, Dean had given me a lap dance, Jenna had taken off her bra through her shirt and worn it on top of it, Andrew had done a strip tease, Sofia had sucked beer out of Brett's belly button, Julian had been given a makeover, Michael had drank a sip of toilet water, I had done role play as a naughty whore and Gwen, well Gwen just kept picking truth. "Okay, Grace." Brett said, drumming on his thigh. "I dare you to… kiss Chris. With tongue." "Ewwwww!" Chris and I exclaimed with gags. "You have to do it." Brett smirked and everyone else laughed. "That's totally not allowed. I can't kiss Chris, th

A Barbie doll instead to sound even more favourable to the ears. Everyone thinks I loved Yhannie, even Jack and Aldrin. Speaking of them, Jack already did his dare successfully, which was very surprising to him. Aldrin almost got his dare, but only Karen wanted an orgy, but Aldrin doesn’t do orgies because he thinks it’s disgusting in all aspects.