Dirty Truth Or Dare Novels & Stories

Max said irritably without meeting my gaze "I do!" Said a blonde Barbie doll type girl with brown eyes "Truth or dare?" He asked "Dare." She said with a wink "I dare you to go into the closet with Jake for a lovely game of seven minutes in heaven." Max said with a smirk "Okay." She said shooting Jake a wink as she walked over to the closet Jake quickly got up and they both went into the closet at which point Max set a timer for seven minutes. "So what do we do while they're in the closet?" A girl with jet black hair and blue eyes asked

I've never been good with playing it safe. "Carmen," Andy said, his voice dropping conspiratorially low. "Truth or Dare?" "Dare," I snapped, the word coming out sharp and confident. "Give me your worst, Andy. I can handle it." The room went quiet for a heartbeat. Andy looked around, his gaze landing on Derek, who was sitting directly across from me. Then a slow, devilish smirk spread across his face. "I dare you," Andy began, pausing for dramatic effect, "to give Derek a blow job. Right here. Right now."

Layla suddenly raised her arms: "You’ll play, right?" I nodded hesitantly. What’s the problem? Just a game. Mark pushed a whiskey bottle toward Layla. She placed it in the middle, saying firmly: "Whoever refuses… must drink a full glass of whiskey or tequila, agreed?" The game started. Everyone ran to “Truth” out of fear. Then the bottle stopped, pointing at me and Mark. "Come on, Amara, truth or dare?" My heart pounded violently, but I answered confidently: "Dare."

“I’m dead serious. Trust me, this version of truth or dare won’t be anything like the one you played in middle school.” “At least, I hope not,” he adds, chuckling. It’s an absurd suggestion, but I have to admit I’m intrigued. Apparently I’m not the only one. “What are the rules?” Jesse asks. “First of all, no truths. Just dares. In every round, every person gets to dare one other person to do something. At the start of the round, everybody wagers something.” “Like a buy in?” I ask. Axel nods and continues. “Your dare can be anything, but if the other person backs out, they can call your bluff.”

Julian’s hand was resting casually—but possessively—high on Jamie’s inner thigh, thumb drawing slow, absent circles over the denim. Jamie tilted his head back and looked up at Julian with a lazy, dangerous smile. “Truth or dare,” he said. Julian raised an eyebrow. “We’re not in college.” “Exactly.” Jamie’s grin widened. “No rules. No limits. No coworkers or board members to walk in and ruin it.” Julian’s thumb paused. Then resumed—slower, more deliberate. “Dare,” he said, voice already lower. Jamie’s eyes darkened. “I dare you,” he said slowly, “to take off every piece of clothing you’re wearing… without using your hands.”

After everything that happened with the guys last time, tonight felt like the girls were going to lead. “Truth or dare,” Lena said, looking straight at me with a naughty smile. I bit my lip, already feeling wet. “Dare.” Lena’s eyes sparkled. “I dare you to take off your top, spread your legs, and touch your pussy while you tell Jake how much you want to watch me play with you.”

“Okay, truth. Sometimes I imagine getting fucked by more than one guy at once. Not gentle. Hard, pinning me down, taking turns until I’m shaking and dripping everywhere. Jake would freak if he knew I thought about shit like that.” Marcus whistled low, his eyes darkening. “Fuck, that’s hot. A young wife like you craving multiple cocks. Bet your affair guy only scratched the surface.” Alex squeezed my knee firmer. “Your turn to ask, Mia. Pick one of us.” I pointed at Tyler. “Truth or dare?” “Dare,” he said with a smirk. “I dare you to tell us the wildest place you’ve fucked someone,” I shot back, surprising myself with how bold it sounded.

“I… haven’t.” I didn't even know what it was. Jake gawked at me. “Seriously?” Chris muttered something under his breath, but I didn’t catch it. “Well,” Jake clapped his hands together, “we’re playing now.” I shifted uneasily. “How does it work?” Jake's grin didn’t falter. “Simple. Someone asks you ‘truth or dare.’ If you pick truth, you have to answer a question — no lies. If you pick a dare, you have to do whatever the person says. No backing out.”

“Wanna find out for sure?” Reid laughs, his smirk widening as both of them crack up. I splash them, shaking my head. “You two are awful. Seriously, Reid, that was the worst pickup line I’ve ever heard.” Reid shrugs, unbothered, and glances at me with an unreadable look in his dark eyes. “Your turn, Drea. Truth or dare?” I hesitate, knowing whatever he plans won’t be easy. “Dare,” I say finally, against my better judgment.