Chapter 3
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"Before we proceed, let's have a drink." Navy walked towards the bar and returned with a wine bottle and several glasses. She popped the bottle open before pouring some into a glass.
Then she walked towards me and sat down on my lap. f**k. Did these two know how much of an effect they had on me?
She brought the glass of wine close to my lips. "Drink some, little brother. This is the Kickstarter of the game."
I leisurely sipped from the glass, and when she pulled it back, some dripped from the corner of my mouth. With a slight smirk, she wiped the wine with her finger before sliding it inside her mouth. Navy closed her eyes briefly as she sucked her finger clean.
I stared at her with hardness in my gaze as the thoughts continued to grow into something else.
Sophia cleared her throat and we both turned to her. She was sitting on the floor dressed in a short, sexy nightgown that was almost transparent. I could tell without seeing it that she wasn't wearing any panties.
"So the rules of the game," she said. "You choose either truth or dare. If it's truth, you'll be asked a question and it is mandatory that you say nothing but the truth. And for dare, you'll be told to perform an action."
"So are you in, brother?" She twirled her hair around her fingers.
"I'm in."
"You should go first," Sophia said.
I turned to Navy. She slowly rose from my lap and crawled to the side of the floor and sat down.
"Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"What's your favourite colour?"
"Really, Stephen? Is that the only question that came into your mind?" As she spoke, she slowly cupped her full breasts. "Well, my favourite colour is purple."
She slowly ran her fingers through her hair. "Your turn now. Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
She smiled. "When you're home alone, do you masturbate?"
A muscle ticked in my jaw. "Why is there even a question like that?"
"There'll be various questions like that, brother. You'd better get prepared." Sophia winked at me.
I chuckled as I answered their question nervously. "I do."
We turned to Sophia. "Truth or dare?" she asked me.
"Truth."
"Based on your answer, when was the last time you m*********d and what led to it?"
I stiffened. These questions were doing things to my body that were anything but funny.
"A few days ago. I m*********d to a picture of two beautiful women." But how could I bring myself to tell them that I'd jerked off to the pictures they'd sent me while I was in England? They were in tight, sexy bikinis, flaunting their curves. I had immediately grown hard from staring at their pictures and pleasured myself, cumming on their faces on my phone screen.
"Truth or dare?" I asked Sophia.
"Dare."
"I dare you to drink a full glass of wine."
She reached for the bottle on the table and poured it to the brim. Then she drank every drop, raised the empty glass for everyone to see before setting it down.
Then it was Navy's turn. She studied me for a moment before speaking. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"I'm very curious to know the size of your dick."
"I'm not going to answer that." I chuckled, trying to brush it off.
"Why?"
"Because it's personal."
"But not to your girlfriend's?" Navy snapped.
"You two are my sisters," I said, even though I saw them as nothing of the sort. Well, they didn't have to know that.
"Oh, stop it, Stephen." Sophia rolled her eyes. "You aren't our biological brother."
I hesitated.
"You know the rules, brother. Answer the question!"
"No!" I snapped, wondering how long this back and forth would go on before I eventually gave in. The mere thought of my sisters seeing my d**k made me hard.
"Then I dare you." Her gaze hardened. "I want you to take your shorts off. Now."
I scoffed. "Is this how it's going to be?"
"Those are the rules." Sophia answered.
I slowly stood up and began to pull down my boxers. Their eyes fell on my lower region with pure, unmasked lust.
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