If You Dare Novels & Stories

Tyler looked up at me, his cock still deep in my pussy, and asked with a wicked smile, “Truth or dare, Mia?” My voice was barely a whisper, my body still full and trembling… “Dare.”

The room exploded in gasps and cheers. “Oh, she finally said it!” Kim whooped. “Ladies and gentlemen, mark the date. October 10th Mimi dared herself into trouble!” Tasha clasped her hands like a villain in a soap opera. “Okay. My dare for you…” she said slowly, drawing out the suspense just to torture me, “…is simple.” “Simple?” I repeated. “Yes. When we go to the club later, you must—” she paused, eyes glittering mischievously, “sleep with the first stranger you meet.”

Alex sat back down, wiping his hands, trying to look unbothered. I took my turn next, looking straight at Mark. “Truth or dare?” “Dare,” he answered fast, no hesitation in his voice. I didn’t hold back. “I dare you to lift up my mom and take her upstairs for ten minutes. Do whatever you want with her up there.”

Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table. Every time the bottle landed on Ethan, he chose truth. Safe. Boring. Survivable. Until Lila leaned forward with a wicked smile. “Ace,” she said sweetly. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” She tapped her chin. “Who’s the most impossible person you could ever actually like?” Ethan’s pulse spiked. Every eye turned toward him. Including Noah’s. He swallowed. This was harmless. A joke answer. Something ridiculous. Something safe. But Noah was still looking at him. And suddenly the truth felt lodged somewhere behind Ethan’s ribs.

But all I heard was Jaxon’s voice at my ear: “Truth or dare, Layla?” I bit my lip, panting, trembling. “Dare.”

Everyone came to a halt and the bimbo stared back at me with a playful smile on her lips before she lifted her arms and yelled, "DARE!!" People cheered loudly, only to take a pause when Chad faced me and lifted the mic up for my answer. And there was only one answer I would give... "F*CKIN' DARE!!!!!" .......

The bottle faced Harper, and the bottom faced Zara. "Yay!" Zare yelled excitedly, eyeing Harper as she probably thought of the most insane thing to ask. "Truth or dare?" Harper, rather skeptical, chose dare but with a warning. "If you'd ask me to do anything crazy, please remember that your man is here, too." Zara giggled, "I love her already!" She cleared her throat and continued. "I dare you to…take off your top and show us what color of underwear you're on…"

Katy was both nervous and excited. "I haven't said anything yet. Here's the dare: you have to suck my dick till I cum somewhere in that store." Ced pointed to Urban Threads. "Accept it, or you will get the double dare, which could be worse." Katy felt her crotch moisten. "What's the double dare?" "I don't tell you the double dare until you reject the dare. Those are the rules."

Dare says and I laugh. “Honestly, we're not that complex. You just need to be understanding to get us. Like sometimes we want your attention but there are also times we want to be alone. We can be hungry for chocolate today doesn't mean we want that every single day. It's just about asking us what we want and you'll get an answer. It's as easy as that.” “You see as I am here eh," Dare says. “If I'm hungry, you'll know. If I'm sad, you'll know. If I'm dead, you don't even need to ask me to know.”

My stomach twisted, but I knew there was no escaping it. The first few rounds were harmless. Dumb dares. Embarrassing truths. Somebody had to run to the mailbox shirtless, another admitted to peeing in the pool last summer. But soon, the dares got sharper. Riskier. “Kendra!” one of the boys called, grinning wide. “Truth or Dare?” Kendra lifted her chin, smirking. “Dare.” The boy’s grin widened. “I dare you to… make out with Caleb.”