Dirty Truth Or Dare Novels & Stories

“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.

My name is Zara, 20 years old, and I was the one who suggested Truth or Dare. “Rules are simple,” I said with a mischievous grin. “No backing out. No chickening out. If you refuse, you drink.” Everyone cheered. The circle included my best friend Chloe, her boyfriend Marcus, my roommate Elena, the quiet but hot guy from my psych class named Liam, the athletic soccer player Derrick, the flirtatious party girl Sophia, and the mysterious transfer student Jax. The game started innocently enough. Chloe dared Sophia to do a body shot off Derrick’s abs. Laughter erupted as Sophia licked salt from his skin. Derrick dared Liam to confess his biggest crush. Liam blushed and admitted it was Elena.

the presenter said before a song played. The way I hit those brakes was as if I was about to crash into a truck. So I've been mistaken about her all this time. Daniel has another girlfriend. How didn't I even check that out? I picked up a call from Mr. Black and what he told me next even made things worse. It was found that Nia was behind the leaked files and not Scarlett. If only I were wise enough that award would have been ours Damnit!

“Okay, this is getting boring. Let’s play Truth or Dare. Real one. No baby version.” Priya groaned but her eyes sparkled. “I’m in. Phones away.” We cleared a space on the low table and sat in a loose circle on the floor and couches. The dares started innocent enough. Jamal had to do twenty push-ups while singing the national anthem terribly. Priya confessed her biggest crush was on a married lecturer (we all screamed). Maya had to let Jamal draw a mustache on her face with eyeliner. Laughter echoed off the empty lounge walls.

By the third bottle, the conversation had turned filthy, and someone suggested Truth or Dare. We all agreed. The game started tame. Truths about the wildest places we’d had sex. Dares to kiss someone else’s partner. Then it escalated. Susan was the first one hit with a real dare. “Susan,” Lena said with a wicked smile, “I dare you to lie down on the floor, completely naked, and let us all watch while Camila fingers you until you cum.” The room went quiet for a second. Susan’s cheeks flushed deep red, but her eyes sparkled with excitement. She looked at me. I gave her a small nod, my cock already stirring in my pants.

Before I could ask what, Liv tugged me toward the couch where a small group had already started the most dangerous game in college: Truth or Dare. Jace was there, sprawled like a king. Ryan leaned against the wall, trying to look uninterested. Liv pulled Leo into the circle, and we squeezed in between them. It started innocent enough. “Truth,” said Liv. “Have you ever had a threesome?” “Do MMF and FFM both count?” she purred. Everyone groaned. Liv winked and sipped her drink. Then it was Ryan’s turn. “Dare,” he said flatly.

"Sit down. You're crossing the line. It's just a harmless party game, and you're trying to turn it into some kind of prosti—" She caught herself just before she finished her sentence. I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? So you actually do realize how trashy your little game is? Don't get cold feet now. You either put on a show or you drink. Take your pick." The others at the table scrambled to their feet, holding me back and trying to laugh it off as a misunderstanding. Damien shot to his feet, his chest heaving violently as he ranted, "Don't push it. We're all adults here. What's wrong with playing a game that's a little suggestive? It's not like anyone even invited you!"

Games and arguments. Eventually...Truth or dare. Which was exactly as terrible as expected. “Dangerous,” Lily whispered. “Very.” Three rounds later somebody dared a hockey player to jump into the lake. He did. Coach almost had a heart attack. Another round. More chaos. Then suddenly Daniel leaned forward. His eyes landed directly on me. Uh oh. “Truth or dare, Ava?” The circle immediately quieted. I already hated this. “Truth.” Daniel smirked. Coward. “Who was your biggest mistake?”