Truth Or Dare Sex Novels & Stories

he said. Someone laughed. “Chug that beer in under ten seconds.” Marcus did it, slamming the empty can down to cheers. Then a girl with curly hair landed on Drisana. “Truth or Dare?” Drisana shifted on my lap. “Truth.” The girl grinned. “Have you ever had sex in public?” Drisana’s cheeks flushed. She hesitated. “No.” Laughter rippled around the circle. I squeezed her thigh, pleased. A few more rounds passed. More stupid dares. More shots. The vodka burned down my throat each time I refused something that involved anyone else touching her.

I hear a faint scoff and glance at Isabella, her jaw is locked tight and her eyes narrowed. ‘well isn't this interesting.’ The next bottle spins landing on Briella and Grayson. Briella giggles. “Truth or dare, Gray.” “Grayson leans back against his hand. “Truth.” Briella’s face dims but quickly lights up again. “Do you still wanna hook up with me?” He doesn’t even hesitate. “No.” Someone laughs, someone gives a low whistle. And I almost feel bad for her. Almost. The A few more rounds go by. People strip. People make out. Yara’s already down to her bra and jeans. I’m starting to think I might survive this until…

"Whatever. Let's go. Fork over your truth." "Okay. I've got... let's just say, I've got searches for food being in some uh, interesting places." "Oh no, we need details!" Laury shouts. "Tell us at least one." He rubs the back of his neck. "Uh, peaches on nipples. I'm done. You go now." Laury looks at us. "Okay, guys, truth or dare?" "Dare," Me and Kamila both say. Laury grins. "That's why I love you guys."

The head fell on the guy and the bottom on Tasha. “You are to ask her the multimillion-dollar question, Drake,” Danielle stated, feeling so excited about the game. “So Natasha, truth or dare?” he asked with a smirk on his face, and Tasha, who looked a little scared, sighed. “Truth,” she stated, and Drake scoffed. All he really wanted was for them to choose the dare option. He wanted things to go very nasty. “Fine. I want you to tell us if you are really into women or not? Remember, you are to say the truth and nothing but the truth,” Drake said grinning.

I said and everyone was in agreement. I spun an empty beer bottle on a flat rock on the ground and it pointed to Jim. "Jim, truth or dare?" I asked "Truth," replied Jim. "Jim, at what age did you loose your virginity?" I asked. "Um, I was 17," replied Jim. Jim spun the bottle and it pointed to Janet. "Janet, how many guys have you had sex with?" asked Jim. "Counting this weekend, four guys," replied Janet. Jim sat there counting on his fingers and looking at the three guys around the fire and said, "Who is the fourth guy? You've had sex with three of the four here, so there is one other we don't know about," said Jim.

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.”

Finally, it was their turn again, and Aaron and his mother talked for a bit before deciding which to choose: truth or dare. "I don't really want to hear you talk about that, mom" Aaron said, frankly. He was too aroused at all the talk of sex, and he decided that wouldn't do him any favors. "I agree," his mother started, "plus, we only have on truth left for the entire game. We should see what a dare is. If it's just something like a peck, we can handle it." "We choose dare this time!" Lauren said, firmly. "Oooh" Nicole said, smiling mischievously. The other couples convened again, this time really only the three women at all bothering to even lean in, before breaking once again.

"Truth or dare! Who's in? We need some chaos to end the night right." Groans and cheers mixed as people gathered in a loose circle on the floor and furniture, about ten of them now, cups refilled, eyes glassy with fun. Katherine joined, the sheer bottom of her dress pooling around her, exposing more legs than she realized. The game kicked off tame like truths about crushes, dares to chug beers or post embarrassing selfies. Laughter echoed as Mark was dared to kiss Lisa, their peck turning into a sloppy makeout that had everyone whooping.

It's Valentine's Day, and I'm at my desk at the county courthouse when my fiancee, Shelby Smith, walks in to get a marriage license with her male best friend, Liam Pearson. She slides her ID across the counter and offers a casual excuse. "Rowen, don't be mad. I lost a game of Truth or Dare. The penalty is being married to Liam for just one day. I'm bringing him back tomorrow for a divorce." Liam, who has a woman's jacket draped on his shoulders, pipes up with a snide grin. "I don't think Rowen is going to process this for us. After all, he's always had a problem with me. I just don't get men—" Before he can finish, I slam the official stamp down on their application form. "Why wouldn't I?

Not yet. I exhaled hard, jaw tight. My body reacted instantly, a throb shooting between my legs, hot and sharp. "Holy fuck. Okay. That... worked. You asshole." "I know it did. Truth or dare?"" "Truth." "How many times have you made yourself cum thinking about me?" I hesitated. "This week? Two. Total? Four. You? "More than I'm admitting. Let's just say I've ruined a few shirts. Truth or dare?"