LUSTFUL DESIRES {An Erotica Collection}

BOOK 4: TRUTH OR DARE

"The Game Escalates"

TRIGGER WARNING:

THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC s****l CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES.

"RILEY'S POV"

I never should have agreed to play Truth or Dare.

The basement rec room was dimly lit, the air thick with tension and the faint scent of alcohol everywhere.

It was the second night of winter break. My stepbrother Jax (25) had invited his three best friends — Marcus, Tyler, and Cole -- over while our parents were away on a trip.

I was the only girl, twenty years old and stupidly curious, sitting cross-legged on the large couch in a loose white tank top and tiny pink sleep shorts.

The game of Truth or Dare had started innocently, but it was quickly spiraling.

“Truth or Dare, Riley?” Jax asked, his eyes lingering on my chest.

“Dare,” I said, trying to sound confident.

Marcus smirked. “Take off your tank top. Slowly.”

I bit my lip and stood up. With deliberate slowness, I crossed my arms, grabbed the hem of my tank top, and peeled it upward. The fabric dragged over my skin as my full breasts spilled free, n*****s already hard from the cool air and their stares. I dropped the top on the floor and stood there, letting them look.

“f**k,” Tyler muttered under his breath.

A few more rounds passed. Truths about my s****l history. Dares that made me take shots and dance seductively for them.

Then Tyler’s turn. “Dare.”

He looked straight at me. “Take off your shorts. Very slowly.”

I stood again, hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts, and slid them down my legs inch by inch, bending forward as I did so. My black lace thong was now fully visible. I stepped out of the shorts gracefully and stood before them in just my thong and nothing else.

Cole’s eyes were dark. “Turn around. Show us your ass.”

I turned slowly, arching my back and pushing my ass out toward them, giving them a full view.

Jax’s voice was lower now. “Truth or Dare, little sis?”

“Dare,” I whispered.

“Sit on my lap and grind on me slowly for one full minute.”

My heart raced. I straddled my stepbrother, facing him. His hands settled on my hips as I started rolling them in slow, sensual circles, rubbing my barely-covered p***y against the growing bulge in his sweatpants. I could feel him getting harder beneath me. His breath was hot against my neck as I moved.

“Good girl,” he whispered so only I could hear, his fingers digging into my hips.

The dares kept escalating.

Marcus dared me to remove my thong. I stood up, turned my back to them, and slowly slid the lace down my legs, bending over fully so they could see my smooth, wet p***y from behind.

Tyler dared me to spread my legs on the couch and show them how wet I was. I sat back, opened my thighs wide, and used two fingers to part my glistening lips, letting them all see how soaked I had become.

Cole dared me to suck on Marcus’s finger like it was a c**k. I knelt in front of Marcus, took his thick finger into my mouth, and sucked it slowly and filthily — swirling my tongue, moaning softly, looking up at him with innocent eyes while acting like a total slut.

By now, I was completely naked and trembling with arousal.

It was my turn.

I looked at the four of them — my stepbrother and his three hot, older friends and smiled seductively.

“Truth or Dare?” I asked.

“Dare,” they all answered.

I bit my lip. “Each of you gets thirty seconds to touch me however you want… one at a time.”

Jax went first. He pulled me onto his lap, cupped my bare breasts, and squeezed them slowly, rolling my n*****s between his fingers until I was moaning softly.

Marcus went next. He spread my legs and rubbed my swollen c**t in slow, teasing circles, watching my face as I gasped and squirmed.

Tyler sucked on my n*****s, alternating between gentle licks and hard bites while sliding one finger along my wet slit.

Cole kissed my neck deeply while squeezing and spreading my ass cheeks, teasing my entrance with his fingertip.

By the end of the four touches, I was breathing heavily, my p***y dripping down my thighs.

The final round.

Jax looked at me with burning intensity.

“Truth or Dare, Riley?”

My voice was shaky with need. “Dare.”

He leaned forward, eyes locked on mine.

“I dare you to let all four of us use you tonight. However we want. No limits. You’ll be our little fucktoy until morning.”

The room fell completely silent.

All four of them waited for my answer.

I looked at my stepbrother, then at Marcus, Tyler, and Cole — my heart pounding and my body aching with forbidden desire.

I swallowed hard.