Would You Rather Questions Dirty Novels & Stories

He grumbled. "Are you sure? Because I think I really want to hear the story instead." I smirked. Mia chuckled. "Fine, I'll spare you this time. But let me just say, it was epic." Noah rolled his eyes. "Sure it was. Anyway, let's get to the game." "I'll start." Val said. We all readied ourselves, mouths moving as we chewed on the snacks. "Which one of these questions is a lie? I had a one night stand with a popular musician. I'm allergic to cheap fur. Mia is the love of my life."

What's to be afraid of? Just as this thought crossed his mind, Anthony spoke again. "If you fell into a pit of mud, and there's a switch to escape underneath, would you rather dive in to activate the switch and escape, or would you rather drown in the mud?" At Anthony's words, Ben and Leo exchanged a glance, momentarily taken aback. When it comes to being cheeky, this guy is truly unparalleled! Bob was utterly perplexed. Seriously? What's the difference with this?! "This is truth or dare, and you're asking me this?!"

“Of course, you have to answer my question to you. So, what's your answer? The light is on or off?” “All right, on?” then suddenly they shouted. “Ssh, be quiet. Next question ma'am, chocolate or sex? ” “Huh? Wait, choco-” he didn't let me finish speaking, and he immediately changed the question. “Next question, Hotel or motel?” Whatever he asks me, i always feel like i'm on a hot seat. “Hotel?” then they shouted again. “Is it exciting, ma’am? This is the next question. Is he muscular or handsome?”

abruptly, and his face turned black. It seemed that they were in a crisis of trust. "You idiot, if you want to monopolize me, you can say it directly. You don't need to be jealous." He used a teasing tone to cover up his ridicule and dissatisfaction with her. As soon as he finished his words, Sonia got up in a hurry, put her hands on her hips, glared at him and said angrily, "I'm not interested in you at all. I'm a neat freak. I hate it when you touch another woman and then come to touch me. Don't touch me again. You are dirty!" "So I should keep my integrity for you?" He turned around, with his head resting on one hand, and looked at her playfully. "It is a clean living. If you go out and

“It’s… not what I expected.” “What did you expect?” I hesitate, then shrug. “A bunch of strangers having sex in a big room.” He grins. “That’ll happen. But soon.”

“Now you’re speaking my language. So… what kind of game?” “Heard of Would You Rather game?,” I said instantly, grinning. “You’re joking right?. Why not” “I’m not. Come on. Let’s play. I’ll go first.” Sarah raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Alright, but no rules?.” “No, let's just do it normally.” I gave her a confident smirk. I sat up, crossing my legs on the bed. “Would you rather eat raw meat for every meal for a year or let Kyle style your hair every day for a month?”

Besides, Duck can easily visit those places himself and no one would suspect him. “Well then Sir, may I ask permission to continue going down the list of whores who need to be dealt with?” ”Yes, of course! Our dark web fans are a very eager bunch so we must not keep them waiting for too long. Besides, those traitorous bitches need to be silenced before they compromise the plan.” ”Alright Sir. Now... oh no, we’re run out of pizza!” ”You greedy sonofabitch! How can you eat half of a 20-incher so fast?

"Monica was barely laid to rest yet, and you showed up dressed like that to see her. You stood in front of her grave and said, 'For everyone's reputation, let's just pretend nothing ever happened.' Sandra, you make me sick." For a split second, the live chat froze. Then it completely exploded. [What the hell? She cheated with the guy?] [This is too much. My brain just overheated. A wife who's a judge with a school bully boy toy? This is insane!]

"Your wicked tongue is so good to me. Plus I feel so bad doing it here like this... Anyone could walk in." I had to ask, "Who would you prefer to join me in enjoying you? Our boss? The kid? Or maybe one of the daughters..." "OH! Such a question... you nasty man... dirty mind... FUCK, that idea is hot. Even Elle was looking hot enough that I could snack on her puss."

“Unless you want someone to walk in and hear what a desperate whore you are for me. Do you want that, babygirl? Want someone to hear how wet your cunt is while I finger you in a public bathroom?” I shook my head quickly, but my pussy clenched hard around his fingers. Victor smirked. “Liar. Your pussy just squeezed me so fucking tight when I said that.” He started fucking me slowly with his fingers while the plug continued vibrating in my ass. The dual sensation was overwhelming. I could feel the toy buzzing against the thin wall separating my holes, and every time Victor curled his fingers, I nearly sobbed from how good it felt. “Did it make you feel dirty, babygirl? Being so full and so wet