Dare Me Season 2 Novels & Stories

“Have you completely lost it? How could you ask such a thing?” Lily looked back at me, “It’s called a dare, Scaredy Cat!” “Precisely,” Neila Dorman cut in. “You made me flash my boobs at Mr Reitman last week, didn’t you? That poor professor almost had a coronary.” “Yeah, but that was just —” I began. “A dare? You’re right. And I did it. This is also a dare.” I swallowed, “I had rather pay up.” “Fine! $20,000,” Lily stated nonchalantly, stretching forth her hand, palm up.

It will be frustrating to argue with Zach. "Truth or Dare?" "Truth". "Do you really have Dylan's digits?" "Yeah". "Really?" Zach gasped. "Truth or Dare?" "Dare". "Take off your shirt" Ariana smiled. Zach took off his shirt revealing his chest. "Truth or Dare?" "Dare". "Touch me" he had a seductive smirk on his face. "What?" "Come on Ariana I know you always wanted to touch me..." "Wrong but I'm going to do it because you dared me to" Ariana said and Zach chuckled. Her small hand slowly landed on his chest. Zach's eyes never left hers, he watched her every expression. Ariana hands moved towards his muscles.

2, and she sped up her mouth movement on my cock. Before cumming again, I held the back of Bitch No. 2's head and poured all my sperms into her throat. "Make yourself decent when you're done," I heard Lev say, and when I faced him, he was fixing his suit and looked satisfied. "And please stop doing orgy when Paige is here. You are the one corrupting her innocent mind," he added before finally leaving my suite. What the—?! I laughed out loud after that. Paige. That brat!

Everyone’s heart beat a little faster. Next spin landed on Jake. He picked dare right away, no hesitation. Mia leaned forward, her tight tank top hugging her full breasts. “I dare you to kiss Lena… but not a little peck. Make her moan into your mouth.” Lena raised an eyebrow and smirked, but you could see her thighs press together.

Dede left the place descending the staircase into the ground floor. "What are you two up to?" the gentleman asked. "Nothing," Jolie and Christina responded in unison. "Were you checking the curvy girl out, just now?" Eva asked the gentleman in a whisper but before he could answer Jolie's voice was heard "My turn," Jolie said almost screaming. "Mr Adams, truth or dare?" she said with a mischievous smile. Bryson raised his head and looked at Jolie smiling excitedly. "Dare," Bryson said.

In an eerily calm voice, I asked, "Aren't we playing Truth or Dare, Ms. Stuart? I chose dare, so I picked someone to carry out the dare with. What's wrong with that?" "Why, you…" Whitney trembled hard, so outraged that she could barely speak. "How dare you choose to accept that dare? What gives you the audacity? You could've just accepted the punishment instead! Who the hell do you think you are?" "Hm?" I raised a brow, my tone mocking. "So you do know the rules of this game, then? Which means you could've conceded earlier and taken three penalty shots instead. So why did you choose to go ahead with the dare? Are the rules of the game different when it comes to you?"

Couldn’t help it. We went back and forth like that. My shorts came off next and leaving me in boxers that were doing a shit job of hiding how hard I was. She dared me to show her. I pulled the waistband down and let my cock spring free. She bit her lip, eyes locked on it. “Truth,” I said,. “You wet right now?” “Yeah.” No hesitation. “Dare me.” I dared her to take her shorts and panties off. She stood up, hooked her thumbs in the waistband, and slid them down her legs. Smooth shaved pussy, already glistening in the candlelight. My mouth went dry.

But as the alcohol flowed and inhibitions lowered, the questions and dares got progressively more intense. Someone was dared to make out with a stranger for thirty seconds. Another person had to confess the wildest place they'd ever had sex. A girl was dared to remove her top and dive into the pool topless. Through it all, I kept stealing glances at Drasa, watching her reactions. She looked simultaneously fascinated and horrified by what was happening around her, like she couldn't believe she was part of this scene. When the bottle spun and landed on a guy, he immediately chose dare with the kind of confidence that suggested he'd been hoping for this moment.

The tips were pouring in, a steady, satisfying stream of income. Then Daddy69 joined the stream. He wasn't in a private session. He was in the public chat. He was watching, waiting. "Alright, Kitten," I said, my voice a little shaky. "Let's see what you've got for me." The dares started to roll in. "Flash your hole to the camera." "Edge with a hairbrush." "Beg chat to use you for Daddy." I did every dare. I flashed my hole, my cheeks flushing with shame. I edged with a hairbrush, the handle cold and hard inside me. I begged chat to use me, my voice a desperate, submissive whisper.

He nodded once, slow and deliberate, giving his approval. My heart slammed against my chest. This was my chance. I took a deep breath, lifting my chin even though my hands were shaking. “Truth or dare?” I asked. Kaeren smiled faintly, the kind of smile that made my skin crawl. “Dare,” he replied coldly. I swallowed hard. My courage wavered for a split second, but I forced myself to speak. “I dare you to set me and my friend free from this game,” I said.