Texas Tea Game Novels & Stories

"Whoot Whoot!" "Start the show!" "Hot babe!" "That's what I'm talking about!!" They keep on shouting and getting entertained as I open the curtain and start dancing in front of them. I started to remove my clothes until I reach the part where I'm about to show skin. The audience went wild. Money is pouring everywhere in this room! I got excited, so I do belly dancing. Now, I'm removing my bralette. I wiggled it after removing it, spit, and started to mash. The rule for this stripper game is that no one is allowed to touch me. All they have to do is watch and get horny.

She asked. " with you?" " did you see anyone else in the court?" Truth be told, there wasn't anyone else, but I still couldn't believe she just asked me to play with her. " why? are you scared that I'll beat you?" She asked, peering at me. " of course not... You should be scared instead. " " hm. Okay, let's make it like this. The first person to hit a 20 get to buy the other person a soda."

Although they love to fight and I would oblige if needed. I gave myself one more look in the full length mirror in the bar manager’s office. The “uniform” for this mission was sexy but not my style. I wore cowboy boots, short cutoff shorts that showed the slightest bit of my ass cheeks, and a cinched up corset. My hair was fuller than I usually wear it and my make up was heavier with a smokey eye. Backwoods sexy I was. One last deep breath and out the door I went. There were so many scents in the crowded bar it took a minute to get control of my wolf senses. I had been waiting tables and serving drinks for about two hours when the biggest brooding man I have ever seen entered the bar, and he

"I don't like mind games. And my job is to dispose of runts like you trying to act smart." ​"It's not an act, actually," I replied, tilting my head with a small, mocking smile. "Or... are you just scared?" ​"Cheap provocation," Ted spat, though I saw the skin around his jaw tighten. He gestured to the empty desk between us. "But let's see it. Let's see what kind of cheap tactic you're trying to pull." ​I took a slow breath, stepping up to the desk. "First rule of the game: we have to hold hands."

“The lead sweep team bypassed the outer sensor grid. They didn't miss Grid 3; they intentionally left the path open. Victoria’s technician ran a diagnostic on the local server. They detected the micro-burst transmission you used to ping Zero’s network. They’ve baited the drop point.” I stood perfectly still under the blinding, white glare of the tactical floodlight. My hands were raised, fingers splayed wide and level with my shoulders, mimicking the exact posture of a terrified, cornered runner. To the three men fanning out in front of me, I was just Aria —the weak, fragile girl who had managed to slip away with Arthur Vance's most precious ledger. A civilian playing at survival. "I didn't

The bright colors and cheerful music were impossible to miss, and before either of us could say a word, Thea was already dragging us toward the entrance. We spent some time wandering through the games and booths, Thea’s eyes wide as she took in the sights. When she spotted a big stuffed shark hanging from a game booth, she stopped dead in her tracks. “Can we win that one?” she asked, cocking her head. Both Elijah and I turned to follow her gaze. The game was one of those impossible-looking challenges—a row of targets that had to be hit with a toy gun, each target smaller than the last. I frowned, already calculating how much money we would probably lose trying to win it for her. It would lik

I ask, with no intention of actually playing with them. She ignores my question eyeing us as we walk into the room. "Where have you two been?" She questions looking between us suspiciously. "You're just in time for the game. Liam, you get to go first." Tessa demands leaving no room for him to refuse. "So Liam. Truth or dare?" Tessa questions. "Truth." "Have you ever been in love?" She questions smirking. He narrows his eyes on her. "Pass." Other girls playing the game groan in disapproval, obviously eager to hear any juicy details about his love life that they can.

Riley, her blonde hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulder, flashed a wicked smile, revealing a bottle of 'Silver Serpent' tequila from behind her back. "Ever played 'Confession Roulette'?" she teased, waving the bottle enticingly. Cathy's eyebrows shot up, "That sounds dangerous. Rules?" Riley giggled, "Simple. We spin the bottle. The person it points to takes a shot and then has to confess something they've never told anyone. If they refuse, it's two shots and a dare. Think of it as 'Truth or Dare' with a bit more...bite." The allure of the game was too hard to resist. The first spin had the bottle pointing at Cathy. After gulping down the sharp tequila, which made her wince, she

I had never seen anyone so serious about playing a game. “Yes, I’m a nursery teacher, I’m good at games,” I replied. “Good, let’s see who wins that big teddy bear. If you win it, I will give you money for it, and if I win… Well, I will keep it for myself.” I sighed, “So you just want a teddy bear,” I replied.

I said with the kind of sigh you use when you come clean about something embarrassing. Kiera stopped in the doorway and turned her head with a devious look. “What is teabagging?” Oh shit, she called my bluff. Great, now I actually have to explain ... “It’s when … well, y’know how when you’re making tea and you dip the … uh … bag in the water? It’s kind of like that but … in the game, it’s just a dumb way of showing that you’re better than an opponent by … putting your balls on them.”