Hotwife Dare List Novels & Stories

While Celeste got dressed, she said, "Hungry for more today? If so, you've got to pay up." Taken aback, I asked, "Pay up? I didn't know I had to pay to have fun with you." She pushed my hands away and answered, "Of course. Why would you think I'd let you have fun for free?" "What about last night, then? I didn't pay anything, did I?" Celeste replied, "That's because your wife has paid up on your behalf. If you want to have your way today, it would cost you 3000 dollars."

Chapter 3: I Got Silk-Tied Spread Wide While a Stranger’s Wife Rode My Face and Her Husband Destroyed My Pussy The dare keeps escalating, and I’m addicted. Ryan arranged tonight’s encounter through careful messages. Ethan and Claire — an attractive, adventurous couple staying at the same hotel. They’re both into the hotwife scene. When we meet them at the bar, the chemistry is instant. Claire is stunning: long auburn hair, full lips, a body that fills out her emerald dress perfectly. Ethan is built like an athlete, confident grin, eyes that undress me the moment we shake hands.

"Is it a man? Are you letting a man sexually exploit you just so you can make a few hundred dollars? I seriously cannot believe you're letting yourself be a sex slave just for money. You're finally growing into the bitch that you've always been." "Or what? Are you applying to be a surrogate mother? I wouldn't be surprised knowing how shameless you are. If you could throw your mother away, you can throw your child away." "Selfish and pathetic, that's all you've ever been. Being a rich man's bitch isn't going to redeem you from everything you've done!" "Is there a problem, Miss Davies?" Luckily for me, Charles intervened before Liam could fight his nail further into my wounds. I sucked in a de

Grandma Joni said, "Now, Wendy, you do not even know what a Doma is, now do you?" Grandma Joni asked and Natalia started to laugh. "There's the internet. We don't really need to stress to find out about information like that, you know?" Wendy said and took out her phone. "Okay then, look it up, insolent girl." Grandma Joni said, now taking Delilah's hair in sections and plaiting them into long braids. Wendy started to mutter words while going through the internet. "Demon slayer, housing, tech company, Defense of marriage act—"

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

Her fingers shook as she picked it up. She'd always known the passcode. Never used it—until now. On his chat app, she opened a group thread with his buddies: [Jared, 1000 days of celibacy today, right? You have to come out and celebrate!] [No way. Three years married and still no action?] [Lucia might be a bumpkin, but with that face and body? You've seriously held back?] [Obviously. He made that vow to Alice—stay pure for her. Jared's never broken a promise to Alice.]

Shaina still had her top on, but not for long. Clara dealt the next hand: Maxwell high, Shaina low. Shaina then said, "Well, I might as well make it unanimous, three naked ladies at the table!" With that, she pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her small but firm tits. Maxwell dealt Dakota high, Shaina low again. Shaina then said, "Well, I can only go dare now, so what will it be, Dakota?" Dakota thought for a moment, then said, "I dare you to give Maxwell a blowjob for three minutes."

Gabriella suggested. Jodi had a determined look in her eye. “Jodi, don’t let her goad you. Matt will have a fit if he finds out you were prancing around in wet lingerie in the bar,” Jackie said seriously. “It’ll be fine,” Jodi said. “So, we got a dare?” Gabriella asked. “You got it,” Jodi said. Jackie groaned. “Oh Jackie, I’ll be a married woman soon. This could be my last big hoorah,” Jodi said.

Lily was one of those brainy people who could play on words and make one sentence say fifty different things if she wanted. I had started this Impossible Dare challenge three weeks ago. The first week had been Mandy’s turn and she had had to slap the Dean or cough out fifty grand. She had done it in the end rather than sell her car. Neila had had to flash her boobs at Professor Reitman and Lily had had to suck my pussy every night because she had not been able to give a campaign speech naked; tonight was the last night of Lily’s two weeks of cunnilingus. I stared at her feeling the entire blood drain from my face. I was really in trouble, I realized.

“No, bitch. It’s truth or dare. With stakes.” “What kind of stakes?” I asked warily. Kassandra held up her phone, where a notepad app read: > No skips. No soft dares. No safe truths. If you back out, you do a body shot off a stranger downstairs. Or kiss the bouncer. Or… fúck someone Your choice.> My soul left my body and before I could blink, the bottle spun. “Okay, Cass…” Davina said, licking her lips as it stopped. “I dare you to—” She leaned in, grinning with devilish glee. “—let this guy eat sushi off your stomach. Blindfolded.”