Truth Or Dare Spicy Novels & Stories

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…"

“Spinning works. Who goes first?” We did rock-paper-scissors. Damian won. He spun the bottle, and it seemed to turn forever, the tension building until it stopped, pointing right back at him. “Oh, oh!” I exclaimed, clapping. “You’re up first. Truth or dare?” “How many truths do I get?” he asked. “Let’s do two truths and a dare,” I proposed. “Cool. Truth, then.” I leaned forward, pretending nonchalance. “Do you still love Ann?”

She spanked my ass hard, and I know everyone heard it. "Shit! You don't know how much I get a hard on when I see you on your billboards, and I didn't know you're hotter and sexier in person." Ziel told me, and Jayce's jaw clenched. ​** ​Later that night, the eight of us decided to play Truth or Dare in "Hot and Sexy Edition with a Twist." I don't know what kind of thrill Fero was talking about, but we all agreed anyway. I spun the bottle (at the start, whoever spins the bottle will give the question or dare, and so on). It landed on Ziel.

I asked, grabbing my phone. “Truth and dare.” Lily and Gray quipped. I saw Emma shift in her seat. I swallowed hard myself, bracing for a very weird and awkward evening. Lily and Gray were quite carefree, and obviously seemed like they wanted to make the best out of their second chance together. My man looked so smitten, and Lily couldn't even be bothered with past beef, she looked so happy “We want spicy questions.” Gray said. “I'm not planning to have the both of you butt naked in my room, man.” I said, disregarding him

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.

Dede left the place descending the staircase into the ground floor. "What are you two up to?" the gentleman asked. "Nothing," Jolie and Christina responded in unison. "Were you checking the curvy girl out, just now?" Eva asked the gentleman in a whisper but before he could answer Jolie's voice was heard "My turn," Jolie said almost screaming. "Mr Adams, truth or dare?" she said with a mischievous smile. Bryson raised his head and looked at Jolie smiling excitedly. "Dare," Bryson said.

We had gone from being lovers to being a lawfully wedded husband and wife. For him, I learned to cook and remained in my hometown, leaving behind a chance to build a career of my own. As for him, he slept with the person I trusted the most, while I placed all of my trust in him. All of a sudden, Austin flung his phone at the wall, the impact causing the screen to smash into pieces all over the floor. Jolted awake from her sleep by the sound, Elsa ran out of the room, barefooted. She was scared out of her wits, too afraid to approach Austin when she saw the mess on the floor.

“Tell your daddy what I want to hear, and I’ll give it all to you.” I opened my eyes then, not realizing I’d closed them for how intensely I felt. I could do this. I could say the words. “I want you to lick my pussy, Daddy. Eat it like you’re starving.” I stared at him as he looked up at me from between my thighs. “Make me come with your lips and tongue.” I dragged my tongue over my lips, and he groaned, watching me do the act.

In an eerily calm voice, I asked, "Aren't we playing Truth or Dare, Ms. Stuart? I chose dare, so I picked someone to carry out the dare with. What's wrong with that?" "Why, you…" Whitney trembled hard, so outraged that she could barely speak. "How dare you choose to accept that dare? What gives you the audacity? You could've just accepted the punishment instead! Who the hell do you think you are?" "Hm?" I raised a brow, my tone mocking. "So you do know the rules of this game, then? Which means you could've conceded earlier and taken three penalty shots instead. So why did you choose to go ahead with the dare? Are the rules of the game different when it comes to you?"

“Okay, truth. Sometimes I imagine getting fucked by more than one guy at once. Not gentle. Hard, pinning me down, taking turns until I’m shaking and dripping everywhere. Jake would freak if he knew I thought about shit like that.” Marcus whistled low, his eyes darkening. “Fuck, that’s hot. A young wife like you craving multiple cocks. Bet your affair guy only scratched the surface.” Alex squeezed my knee firmer. “Your turn to ask, Mia. Pick one of us.” I pointed at Tyler. “Truth or dare?” “Dare,” he said with a smirk. “I dare you to tell us the wildest place you’ve fucked someone,” I shot back, surprising myself with how bold it sounded.