Daring Do Novels & Stories

“ You can’t go without doing this. It’s okay if you don’t want the money. But you have to do this task. Or else boy, you are gonna suffer this whole year. So just do what we said. Don’t you even have that much courage? Shame on you. Hmm..decide fast. Just one task or whole year of being our baby boy. We would just leave you alone if you do this dare now.” Dae took the lollipop from the guys hands and walked towards the person they pointed to him. The said guy was now standing in front of the counter waiting for his order. Dae gained his courage and tapped on his back. The guy turned around. Dae stuck the lollipop in the guy's pocket without looking at his face.

My nipples were already hard against the fabric. Alex (tall, dark-haired, dominant) spoke first, his voice deep. “New rules tonight, Mia. Dare Only. No limits. You belong to all four of us.” Ryan (blond, muscular) smirked beside him. Jake and Tyler sat on the couch, already stroking themselves through their pants. I swallowed hard, my pussy already getting wet. “Okay… I’m ready.” Alex started. “First dare. Take off the robe, sit on the table with your legs wide open, and finger your pussy while you tell all four of us how much you want to be our shared slut tonight.”

Dapo was on the defensive. Dare was mildly taken aback at his friend's outburst. He nodded his head slowly as he said in an observation, "Dapo, you have fallen for this girl, yakata!" He got up briskly and walked to where Dapo sat, as he placed his bowed head in his arms. Dare brushed his hand lightly on his friend's shoulder. "You will only get burnt if you become pliable in the hands of a woman! Must you have these oil wells?" he muttered and Dapo looked up at him, deadly serious.

Desire burns in his eyes as he scans me from head to toe. I clear my throat and grin at him. I hate myself for what I'm about to do. But fùck it. "Truth or Dare, Damien." "Dare." His voice is husky. "I dare you to fùck me." ***

I removed my jacket and they all glared at me. "Come on, that was so simple," Luke said. And I sighed, it could be simple for them but not for me. Then a girl who I had come to know her name was Britney, called Adryan name. This was the first time he was having a dare, it was almost like they were all avoiding him. "Dare," she said and he remained expressionless. He is intense. "I dare you to take a girl to your car for ten minutes and stay there with her,"

Every desire strangled before it reaches daylight. Julian had warned him about that. Thinking about me is not courage. It is a desire with nowhere honest to go. “Arrange the next interview with Sarah Printer,” Adrian says. “Daylight. Public place. Recorder on. Martin may sit nearby, not at the table.” Martin stares at him. “You are still continuing.” “Yes.” “Your father will object.” “My father can add it to his collection.” Annabelle’s mouth moves as if she has almost smiled. She hides it quickly.

But I was still annoyed at Frank, or maybe it was the drink I had been sipping without thinking, or maybe it was just sheer stubbornness, but I found myself saying: "Dare." Brittany's smile widened, she looked around the circle slowly, drawing out the moment. Then her eyes landed on Frank again in an obvious way. “I made my rule for the game, you can't escape a dare by drinking… you will have to do it… and if you can't do the dare, I will help you do it instead…do you understand?” She asked and I felt my palm go sweaty, Is she gonna ask something ridiculous? But she's gonna do it? If I can't do it?

’ Dani suddenly tugged at the corner of my shirt, whispering to me, "Don’t be scared. This time, choose Dare. I’ve been watching, and the punishments they give aren’t that bad. They’re either drinking or taking off clothes, and since you’re already dressed up, taking off one piece won’t matter." I thought about it, and Dani made a reasonable point. Maybe, just maybe, choosing Dare wouldn’t be so bad...

They were definitely going to try and use Desiree against me. My eyes flicked to the bar, catching the gaze of the handsome stranger. He leaned against the counter, a half-empty glass in hand, his gray eyes fixed on me, his expression unreadable. Interesting. He hadn't joined the chorus of disbelief. Perhaps he wasn't as dense as his opening line suggested. "Tonight," I announced, my voice ringing with conviction, "marks a new era. An era of innovation, of bold decisions, and of unwavering progress." I let that sink in, watching the seeds of uncertainty and fear take root in their eyes.