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AnimeCon Harem 2: Truth or Dare, Round One
🕑 Added 2018-01-29 10:01:25 +0000 UTCTruth or dare? Stephanie echoed, as the trio seemed to pause to consider for a moment. Ive, ah, Ive never played truth or dare
Gee, really? What a surprise, Kelly snorted. Well, with me and Brian here its like, a perfect time for you to have your first game.
I dunno, truth or dare would be even less fair. Brian said, looking conflicted. Its not supposed to be competitive in that way. You can just... dare something really out there and obnoxious so that you can win. Bang on the door of another hotel room, or strip naked, or lick your phone battery.
Hey, not all of those are that bad, Kelly defended playfully.
All of those are, in fact, bad, Stephanie refuted, turning pale. W-we could vote on the dares? If its?
Yeah okay, lil miss democracy, Kelly rolled her eyes. Votingll just fix everything in your book, huh? Dont go trying to mediate for us if you dont even have your own opinion to stand by, it doesnt?
Dont say that to her, Brian admonished. Go on, Steph.
N-no, its just, ah, well, with three of us there can be no ties in a vote. If a dare between two players is too unfai?uh, too unreasonable, the third player can be impartial, or at least, can be the deciding vote to reject or allow the dare.
That makes sense, Brian said, nodding. I guess we could do that...
Okay, we can definitely do that, Kelly agreed, brightening. Ive got this app on my phone that gives random truth or dares. Theres even some sexy ones mixed in, but I mean, you could get anything, so its fair that way. How bout it? Steph and I both wanna play, youre not gonna sulk off by yourself in the corner now, are ya?
Well... he glanced at the clock on the nightstand thoughtfully. It was just after eleven oclock. Hell, why not? Alright, fine, Ill play til around... midnight or so. If no ones won by then, Im passing out over there on the floor. But on one condition.
Whats the condition? Kelly pouted.
We dont use some random question app, Brian said. Truth or dares a personal game... kinda like a psychological battle. You have to be able to read your opponent, know what you can convince them to do or reveal, and also what pushes too far. Youve gotta find these perfect questions, and then have the guts to ask them, cause what you ask and dare also reveals a lot about you, youre putting your desires out there in the open.
In actuality, Brian had played frequently with his friends from high school. They had pitted the authority of peer pressure against each other to test their individual inhibitions and tolerance for social humiliation. They learned a lot about each other and even more about themselves through these games; Brian found himself on the conservative side, less willing to put other players in embarrassing situations. Emily, on the other hand, had discovered within herself an enormous capacity for dares, but found herself absolutely terrified by truth questions.
Youve played before, I see, Kelly remarked, returning her phone to the charger. Guess that settles that. A lot of the random questions were lame anyways. Well then, we all ready to play? Do we all know the stakes?
Im ready, Brian answered. If I win, you girls are sleeping on the bed, and Ill take the floor.
Sounds more like a loss to me, Kelly said, smirking. If I win, well all squeeze into bed together, in a big sexy tangle. Steph?
Uhm, Stephanie started, looking apprehensive. Th-that is, both of us on the floor, and Brian on the bed. He shouldnt have to feel uncomfortable sleeping b-beside--ah, because of us. Since its his room, thats was, uh, thats whats fair.
Right, fair, huh. So at the very least I just gotta make sure you dont win, cause that puts me on the floor, Kelly observed dryly, standing so that she could turn the chair to face the bed. Okay, lets go then, weve only got an hour till midnight. Clockwise okay? Sit up on the bed with Brian, Stephanie. Whos goin first?
Well, truth or dare? Brian asked suddenly, regarding Kelly with a grim smile.
Dare, Kelly shot back, raising her chin defiantly.
I dare you... to remove... one article of clothing, he said dramatically.
Hah! Kelly laughed, amusement evident in her voice. She abruptly yanked one of her short socks off and pitched it against Brians chest.
Just like you said, the questions reveal everything bout the asker, Kelly said, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. She proudly put her now bare foot up between his legs on the edge of the bed where he was sitting, and wriggled her toes a tantalizing inch away from his groin. You want my clothes off. You want to see me naked. Some psychological battle this is, Ive got you all figured out right from turn one.
If I wanted to see you naked, then I wouldve just dared you to take everything off, Brian countered, rolling his eyes. It was a probing question, I was even more interested in seeing what youd do when given the choice. You try to seem all wild and daring, but when it came down to it, you played it safe and took off a sock.
Oh-ho? Or maybe you really just didnt have the guts to ask me to totally strip. Guess well see how brave you really are when your turn comes around, though, Kelly declared, fearlessly nestling her bare foot deeper into his lap before turning towards Stephanie. Truth or dare, little girl!
Uh! Stephanie breathed, tensing up. Um, uh, Truth? T-truth?
Playing it safe? Kelly frowned. This really is harder without an app givin you the questions, huh? She seemed caught off guard, and narrowed her eyes as she tried to decide on the best question to pose the shy cutie. She tapped her toes against Brians thigh, looking distracted.
Well, dont take forever, either, Brian said, shifting himself uneasily back out from beneath her foot. Just ask whatever.
She took a long moment, impatiently working her toes against Brians pant leg and furrowing her brow in thought before she finally lit up, a devious smile spreading across her features.
Okay, Ive got it! Would you ever want to make out with a girl, or are you like, completely dead-set against the idea? Kelly asked, giving the other girl a coy smile.
Gee, wonder what her dare wouldve been? Brian thought.
Uhh, that is, uhm, Stephanie managed, taken aback by the question. Ive never, I never thought about?
Well, now Im asking, Kelly insisted, arching an eyebrow. So youve gotta think it through and answer.
I dont think Im completely against the idea, Stephanie answered hesitantly, flicking her eyes from Brian to Kelly. But I wouldnt say th
All we needed to know, Kelly interrupted, her voice cool and unreadable. She wet her lip with her tongue and rubbed her lips against each other, smiling at the girl. Your turn to ask Brian, then.
Maybe she really is into Stephanie. Its hard to tell if theres actual attraction or if Kelly just flirts with everyone.
Okay. Truth or dare? Stephanie asked Brian, a little more enthusiasm evident in her voice.
Dare, he said, not having to think about it too much. Since Stephanie was so shy, he trusted she wasnt as likely to go overboard in whatever she asked him to do.
You, um, one piece, a-a piece of clothing. You have to remove one piece of clothing. I mean, I dare you to, she said, an expectant grin flashing briefly across her face. Like you had Kelly do.
Not you too, Kelly complained, letting her head fall back against the top of the easy chair in exasperation. You guys can go a lil bit bigger with the dares, you know? You dont gotta stop at one piece of clothing. Dare him to motorboat you, or suckle your toes... or have him whip his dick out and jack it for us. Whatever youre into. You can ask for anything, you know?
N-no, Stephanie shaking her head as her face flushed red. Just, ah, just one piece of clothing right now, thank you.
The shirt it is, then. Youve got the right idea, Steph, Brian said, shrugging free of the leather shoulder holster hed been wearing. Kellys that impatient kinda girl, wholl gamble too big and end up losing out. Emily used to be the same way.
The hells that supposed to mean? Kelly exclaimed in mock indignation. Youre only losing out if youre not getting what you want out of the game. I can dare as big as I want.
No, you cant, Brian smiled. Cause when we see you go all crazy with your dares, well always pick truth and not give you any chance.
What? You cant do that every time, thats cheating, Kelly griped. Right?
Stephanie watched the exchange with bemused interest, saying nothing.
You really have no sense of caution, Brian sighed, unfastening the remaining buttons on his dress shirt. When you dare, its not this free pass to get whatever you want. When you go too far, you squander our trust and lose out on chances to keep daring, keep enjoying that power aspect of the game.
Yeah, pardon me for not accepting truth or dare as some profound psychological game, Kelly said, her voice laced with sarcasm. Here Ive thought all this time it was a drinking game for pressuring friends into making jackasses of themselves, seeing titties, making out with strangers...
Hey now, what happened to it being a fun way to get to know each other? Brian asked playfully, pulling his shirt open and sliding it off his shoulders.
Kelly and Stephanie were both staring at him, fixated. After a moment he glanced down, wondering if they were noticing something he hadnt. Back in high school, hed been fairly scrawny and wouldve been nervous taking off his shirt in front of girls, but a few years of eating well and running in the mornings had done wonders for his constitution and confidence. Hed always had almost no body fat, and nowadays, considered himself in decent shape as well.
Brian revealed a body that, while not huge and brawny, was definitely toned and defined. He didnt have the massive bulk of a body-builder, his abs and chest werent exactly chiseled slabs of exaggerated muscle, and he would never consider himself athletic. However, his daily morning jogs had exquisitely carved any scrap of excess from his body. Even Chloe, who had become notoriously stingy in handing out compliments, had expressed grudging enthusiasm for his abdominal lines, those distinct v-shaped lines of pelvic muscle that disappeared down into his pants.
Stephanie and Kelly remained captivated at the sight, staring unguardedly at him with dazed eyes, their lips parted, speechless. Feeling self-conscious now beneath the weight of their continued stares, Brian turned and shot Kelly an expectant look.
...Kelly?
...Uh-huh? she asked, sounding distracted.
Thought for sure you were gonna have something to say, some snide, unimpressed comment or sarcastic remark or... something, he said. Are both of them making fun at me here? They somehow got their joke reaction all synced up together without saying anything?
No, I... uh, look, I got nothin, Kelly replied, seeming mesmerized by the sight of his bare chest.
Really? I mean, Im pretty pale, he suggested, feeling increasingly awkward at their strange, focused attention.
No! No, youre, uh... Kelly began, blinking.
It is-isnt that, youre um, youre not... Stephanie interjected before falling silent in embarrassment.
Yeah, youre not pale at all, Kelly continued, swallowing and absentmindedly reaching towards him. See, uh... look how much lighter I am than you.
Not pale at all, Stephanie agreed breathlessly.
Thanks, I think, he said, slipping the leather shoulder-holster rig back on over his bare skin. The pair of girls gave him confused looks.
Whatre you doing? Kelly asked.
I picked the shirt, the holster counts separately, right? I dont have to keep it off, he answered innocently. The dare was for just one piece of clothing. But I mean, I can ditch the holster instead if you want though, and put the shirt back on?
No no, Stephanie blurted.
Nope, Kelly decided. You look like... I dunno, some undercover cop. Like, something from the cover of a sleazy romance novel.
Gee, thanks, Brian said, rolling his eyes.
No, skinda hot, right? Kelly said distantly. Right, Steph? It looks good.
It, uh... yeah, he... um, do you think, maybe, I could take a picture? Stephanie squeaked, crawling across the covers and bouncing off the edge of the bed towards her phone on the dresser.
You guys are making fun of me now, Brian laughed. Sure, do I get to take photos of you guys when youre doing your dares?
Th-thats fine, Stephanie agreed meekly, only hesitating for a moment. Probably. Her phone played its camera shutter sound effect. Several times, in fact.
Whos next? Am I asking you again? Brian said, turning towards Kelly. That was a full circle around uh, our little triangle. A full triangle around?
Then well go the other way, counterclockwise, Kelly instructed. That way everyone asks everyone.
Hah, alright, Brian said, turning back towards Stephanie. The pink-and-blonde-haired girl was partially hiding behind her phone as she grinned to herself at the picture shed taken. I must really look like a doofus in that shot if she thinks its that funny. Truth or dare, Stephanie?
A piece of clothing! Kelly suggested. Its totally her turn to lose something now.
Hmm... Brian said, considering the options at his disposal as he looked at the nervously smiling girl. Stephanie squirmed beneath their attention, setting aside her phone.
Tr-truth, then, Stephanie blushed. She was, after all, only wearing an oversized shirt and her pajama pants.
Okay, Ive got an easy one for you, just something I want to know, Brian assured her. What happened tonight? Kelly mentioned over the phone that you lost your room somehow?
I, uh, well yeah, Stephanie said, her smile surging forth again. After I was with you today, I, ah, couldnt find Megan again. I looked for her all day, b-but, the conventions just too big.
Thats awful, Brian said honestly, She had your room key? Did you have some way of contacting her? If Id known you werent gonna be able to find her, Id have had you stick with me.
Y-yeah? Stephanie asked, brightening. I wouldve loved, uh, I mean, that would have, wouldve been great. I did, though. I had my own key, and I did find her... eventually. She was in our hotel room when I got back there, it just well, sh-she Stephanie rambled, cupping a hand over her mouth as she recalled what had happened. Con funk. She, uh, it was con funk. I-I couldnt bear to tell her. But, it was bad. It was so bad. It was the worst.
Super gross, Kelly muttered, shuddering.
Thats awful, Brian said. Geez, Im sorry, Stephanie. Here I am taking off my shirt in front of you when I havent showered since this morning. Im sure Im starting to smell, too--
No! No no, its nothing alike, nothing like, she was bad, b-but you, I want to smuh, youre fine, its all its fine. Were all calm and everythings fine. You dont smell bad at all. Stephanie sputtered, drawing a little closer to him as if to emphasize her point.
So long as youre sure, Brian said carefully, feeling even more anxious than when hed taken off his shirt. Then, Im satisfied. Your turn to ask Kelly, and then well have finished a full round, I guess.
I do think youre forgetting a turn where I get to ask you somewhere, Kelly reminded him. Then the rounds over. You asked me first, remember?
Ah, right. Good thing you remembered, or wed have missed it, Brian teased.
...I doubt that.
Truth or dare, then...? Stephanie asked Kelly.
Dare, of course, Kelly replied, displaying a wicked grin. Is she just gonna pick dare all night?
Uhm, Stephanie began, clearing her throat. I dare you to take off another piece of clothing.
Well, thats interesting, Kelly laughed, leaning forward. Is our little Stephanie curious about what I look like under my clothes? Wonder what the psychology is behind her asking that, huh? Or does she think this is what you want to see?
Neither, Brian guessed. My first dare probably set the acceptable standard for Stephanie, and shes scared of breaking new ground with her own question. This is fine, though. Losing a piece of clothing or two every round adds up.
Well, how bout it, Steph? You want the very shirt off of my back? I warn you, though, Ive got nothin on underneath, Kelly said, and she traced her fingertips down her frame, across the curvature of her own breasts. Do you want my jeans?
She hooked her thumbs into the tiny front pockets of her pants and gave them a slight tug. Her faded black skinny-jeans were tight, barely able to budge. Or... do you want my boring ol other sock? I was wearing it most of the day, but thats okay. This foot hasnt even been in Brians junk yet, Kelly said, lifting her leg as if to fix that right away.
Youve gotta choose it yourself, Kelly. Spart of the dare, Brian said, catching her foot with both hands. So whatll it be?
I choose the sock, then. Like hell Im gonna give either of you a show yet, not after just giving me lame little boring dares like those. In fact, since youve already got me in your hands here, why dont you take it off for me? Kelly purred.
Sure, Brian said eagerly. Ill count it as your dare for me, if thats what you want to waste your turn on
Hey, I dont think so, Kelly exclaimed in mock indignation, retracting her foot of his grasp with a yank and pulling her knee up to her chest. She unceremoniously tugged the remaining ankle-sock off herself and lobbed it half-heartedly in Stephanies direction. Truth or dare, Brian?
Dare.
I dare you to pleasure me, Kelly declared, a triumphant look appearing on her face.
You what? Brian asked, eyes widening. Thats a little bit much, isnt it? Right, Stephanie? ...Isnt that going too far for a dare?
Uh-uhmm...
No, its not, Kelly said, blowing her bangs up out of her eyes with a puff of her lip. Im not demanding you tongue-fuck me right here and now. Although... you can, sure. Im daring you to make me feel good. How you choose to make me feel good, thats up to you. She was leaning forward provocatively again, and the low cut of her top afforded a compelling view of her cleavage in the light of the hotel rooms lamp.
A psychological thing, huh? To see what Ill do, given the choice? Brian asked dryly.
Uh-huh. Decided on it right away when you got all high and mighty with the psychological bullshit, Kelly answered in a smug tone.
Naturally, Brian said, smiling bitterly. Well, alright then. Anything counts so long as it feels good for you, right?
I wouldnt say anything counts. Theres feeling good and then theres pleasure. Im not gonna give you any clues, but I think all of us know theres a clear difference. Kelly said, before casting a sidelong glance at Stephanie. Well, okay, maybe not all of us.
Alright then, Brian agreed, still not perturbed. Sit here on the edge, right in front of me.
Taking a moment to gauge Brians seriousness with a cool glance, Kelly gave him a wide, expectant smile and complied, shifting out of the easy chair across from him and onto the corner of the bed, fitting the curves of her butt snugly into the space between his legs.
Oh cmon, Kelly scowled as she realized his plan. Dont tell me you think just a backrub is gonna?
Then his fingertips were pressing deep into her skin, and the rest of her unspoken thought seemed to tumble out into space and shrink quickly into the distance. Brians strong hands undulated in a calm, steady motion, firmly squeezing and softly gripping, kneading and shaping the stiff muscles atop her shoulders and along the base of her neck in a way she hadnt believed possible.
Haaaah, Kelly breathed, her eyelids fluttering. Well, dont ah, d-dont stop though-oooh-ooohhh He was tenderly sliding down the taut muscle on either side of her spine now, rolling his thumbs in savory little circles that seemed to transform her tensed muscles into sensuous jelly.
"Ohh-okay," Kelly mouthed, "How'd... mmm, how'd you get so good at ahhh, at... this?" There was a confident, even possessive quality in the way he was handling her, somehow making and unmaking her with the luxuriant force of his hands. With each wave and crest he expertly pulled and rubbed and pinched Kellys flesh until he was eliciting whimpered exhalations from the dark-haired beauty.
My girl?well, my ex-girlfriend had some problems unwinding sometimes, so I managed to get plenty of practice, Brian admitted. No need to mention how it got to be this stupid subservient thing, or how Chloe just got to expect it of me, without ever having any appreciation. How is it?
Im like, Im fuckin melting here, Kelly cooed, her upper body wavering back and forth with her breath. Fuck, this is, this is... hwah? Whyre you stopping?
Ive got to, Brian withdrew, flexing his fingers. I can be a little rough and with your shirt on, without lotion I might?
I have lotions, Kelly interrupted, giving him a sly glance over her shoulder. Lotions, moisturizer might even have lube in my purse. Look, I can take off my shirt, and well, you can keep going, you know? She arched her back against him, accentuating the thinly-veiled double-meaning in her words by subtly pressing those magnificent breasts of hers together with her stretching arms. One of the straps of her tank top had loosened and begun to slide down her shoulder.
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