Truth Or Dare Smile Face Novels & Stories

Laughter. More phones recording now. The bottle spun again. Slower this time. Slower. It pointed. Straight at Ethan. The circle erupted. “Ohhhhh.” “Truth or dare?” Ethan grinned. Wide. Too wide. “Truth,” he said without hesitation. Liam’s stomach dropped. That wasn’t Ethan. Not like that. Not that fast. Someone shouted from the back, “Tell us your type!” Another female voice layered over it. “No, no — name the hottest girl on campus!”

He presses further. I feel like slapping that smile off his wretched face. He must really be a perverted moron to have the nerve to ask me such a disgusting question. I really do not know what to answer to that question. Well, saying the truth is all part of this game. It is part of the rules. "I am not fucking anyone new Conrad. Your turn." I add sharply, crossing my leg over my knee to shield my embarrassment. "Truth or Dare?" "Dare." He smirks.

Lia replied. "Well, for me it doesn't. What really is the difference between a fake and a true smile? It's just an expression. It doesn't mean anything. It's on you to decide how you will look in my smile. If you think that it's true, then it's true. If you think that it is just a fake, then so be it. " "Behind my smile is everything that you'll never understand," Akisha added "Then why are you always smiling?" I asked.

She rested her face on her hand while watching the scenery from the window passing by them. He lights the cigarette. “But, I have to say, you are quite the actor. He wasn’t able to notice anything at all. The fact that you were lying in his face and he wasn’t picking up anything makes him more of a dork.” “You are wrong!”. “Wrong?” he took out his cigarette from his mouth. “I wasn’t lying at all.” “What?”. A smile formed on her lips. “I was just hiding the truth, nothing else. It doesn’t mean that I was lying then, does it?”.

Ava exclaimed, winking at Brenda, who looked more irritated. “Truth or Dare?” Ava asked, grinning. “Dare.” Brenda muttered, rolling her eyes. “Hmm, I dare you, to French kiss the person on your right.” She smiled. Brenda turned to her right to see Linda, who had a look of disapproval, she shook her head as turned to glare at Ava. “You're not serious, no way I'm going to kiss her! I'm not a lesbian.” She spat. “But that's the dare I have for you. I don't wanna change it, if you can't do it, follow the rules and go into the woods to stay there for five minutes.” Ava noted, her eyes glimmering with excitement.

Florence retorted defiantly, waving a middle finger at Caden, causing the group to burst into laughter. With everyone seated in a circle, anticipation filled the air as the bottle was spun. All eyes followed its swift rotation, waiting to see who it would point towards. It landed on Florence. Olivia's face lit up with mischief as she posed the question, "Alright, Florence. Truth or Dare?" Florence raised an intrigued eyebrow and confidently declared, "Dare." A mischievous smile played on Olivia's lips as she eagerly presented Florence with her dare. "I dare you to kiss any guy or girl present here, whichever you prefer." Her hands clasped together in anticipation.

The tension in the room grew thicker with every dare. Then Liam looked at me. “Zara. Truth or Dare?” “Dare,” I said again, feeling bold. Liam’s eyes darkened. “I dare you to let Derrick suck on your nipples for thirty seconds.” My heart raced. Derrick was the star soccer player, tall, muscular, with a cocky smile. Everyone watched as I crawled to the center of the circle and pulled my tank top up, exposing my perky breasts. Derrick leaned in, his mouth hot as he sucked on one nipple, then the other. His tongue swirled, teeth grazing lightly. I moaned softly, my pussy getting wet. The thirty seconds felt like forever.

“Kid-friendly version. No scandals. No secrets dragged into the bonfire. Just innocent fun. Right, Amara?” Amara’s eyes lit up like Christmas morning. “Yes! Truth or Dare!” I sighed, because once again, I had no chance of winning against her enthusiasm. “Alright. But only if it stays innocent.” Nicholas placed a hand over his chest in mock offense. “You wound me. My honor as game master is impeccable.” “Your honor is nonexistent,” Tristan muttered. Nicholas pretended not to hear. “Okay, I’ll start! Amara—truth or dare?” “Dare!” Amara squealed without hesitation.

She bit her lip, trying to contain a smile. “What?!” Melissa feigned disappointment. “That's the most basic position ever. Boring! You're boring!” Amber couldn't help but laugh. “Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it!” she retorted. “Missionary's classic for a reason.” “Ugh, fine,” Melissa said, conceding. “Your turn to ask me a question.” Amber thought for a moment, a sly grin forming on her face. “Okay, Melissa. Truth or dare?”

I'm brought out of the trance by Tessa calling my name. "Lilah, Truth or Dare." Startled and not wanting to jinx getting caught by the human lie detector named Tessa, I choose Dare. "Hmmm," she looks at me pretending to think really hard, placing her finger on her chin. "I dare you to kiss Liam." Clearly I've made a mistake. My eyes go wide. "What? No. I'm not kissing Liam." "You heard me girly. Kiss Liam, and it has to be for at least 30 seconds or it doesn't count. I'll time you." She states taking out her phone. I turn my head to Liam who is suddenly quite interested in the game.