Introduction
It was a Tuesday afternoon during winter break. Some friends and I were sitting around chatting and playing Nintendo. That's when Richard came up with the idea of playing truth or dare. I was both excited and scared by the proposition of such a game.
Let me set the scene for you. We were hanging out at my parents' house, down in the basement. Both of my parents worked, so I was home alone and had a few friends over. Two of my best friends, Katie and Ally were there. Katie is a tall skinny blond with short hair and not much of a figure. Ally was a shorter, dark hair, glasses and a few more curves. There were three guys over as well. There was Bruce, the short, skinny small kid in the class, wore thick framed glasses, and was relatively considered a nerd. There was Dave, who was tall, blond and athletic. He had broad chest and firm legs. And there was Richard. He was also athletic, but not a big as Dave. He also had short, dark hair. And then there was me. I'm the girl that didn't wow the guys, but I did develop early. As a result I got a lot of attention, but mainly for my larger chest than my good looks. My name is Jessica.
I looked over to Katie and Ally, wondering what their reaction would be. I thought I sensed the same kind of fear and excitement that I was also feeling. I decided that instead of saying anything, I would just see what happens. Dave quickly piped in saying he thought it was a great idea, but the girls would chicken out. Thinking back, I'm sure it was a setup, because Dave and I had been friends a long time and he knew I was very competitive.
"We'd do it, but we know you guys would chicken out before things get interesting," I replied.
"Let's make a deal," Dave responded. "Once the game starts, nobody leaves until the game is done."
"How will we know the game is done?" Katie asked.
"How about we set a time limit?" Richard suggested. "We'll play for one hour. Then at the end of each hour we decide if we play for another hour. If we agree to play, we have to keep playing the full hour. I've got a timer on my watch that we can use."
"What other rules will there be?" I asked. I knew that none of us girls had ever been with a guy. I was also pretty sure that Bruce hadn't, nor had Dave. But Richard was always such a smooth talker. He led many to believe he had slept with girls, but most of his girlfriends were from out of town. They seemed to be easy going when he brought them around, but we never knew for sure.
Maybe he was sensing the fear in my voice, so Dave offered "No sexual touching."
Everyone seemed to agree with this. Bruce had remained silent during much of this, so we weren't sure what his thoughts were. So Richard asked him, and he agreed to play. Dave suggested that we each assign a number, and role a die. If your number was rolled on the die, you got to choose who you asked the question or offered the dare to. We all agreed that it seemed fair.
We all sat in a circle in boy/girl fashion with me as 1, Katie as 3, and Ally as 5. Richard was 2, Dave was 4, and Bruce was 6. The timer was set, and the first set of questions began. They started out with questions about whether or not we have seen the other sex naked, or slept with someone of the other sex.
When Richard was asked, he admitted that he had slept with two different girls. This brought a smile to both Bruce and Dave's face. As the timer went off, we realized we had spent an hour and hadn't really gotten all that far. So Dave offered up a suggestion.
"Maybe we should change the name of the game to dare. You have to do a dare on your turn, since nobody has been brave enough to take one yet."
I was a bit nervous by the prospect, as I sensed the others were. But we all agreed to it.
The next roll was a 4, Dave. He looked at me. "Since it is your house, it only seems fair that you get to do the first dare." My heart jumped, but I smiled a fake smile of confidence and gave him a nod, unable to speak. "I dare Jessica to strip off her jeans and sweatshirt." My face reddened. But I knew I was in for the hour, so I agreed and stood up. I first began by reaching down and unzipping and unbuttoning my jeans. I carefully pulled them open and slide them down; making sure my sweatshirt had fallen down low enough to cover my white cotton panties. Next I reached down and grabbed the bottom of my sweatshirt, making sure I didn't grab my t-shirt that was underneath. I carefully began to slide it up and off, leaving me in my t-shirt, bra, panties and socks. I smiled at Dave and then sat down.
Richard protested, "she needs to take off her t-shirt too. You said to strip to her underwear, didn't you?"
Dave looked at Richard, then me. "Well that was my intent, but I did only say to remove her jeans and sweatshirt."
Richard gave in reluctantly, and I reached down to roll the dice. It came up a 2. Richard looked over at me. "I dare Jessica to remove her t-shirt," he said with a smile.
"No fair picking on me," I said in my best non-whiny voice. It didn't come across as such.
"That wasn't in the rules," Richard was quick to point out. "But if you want to offer rule changes, you can do so in 53 minutes, when this round is over."
I wasn't happy about being put out on display like this. I know both Katie and Ally were glad I was first, but I was hoping that they would have been in this mix with me.
"Fine," I muttered as I reached down to pull my shirt off.
"Stand up," Richard said.
"No, there is nothing in the rules that says I have to stand, and since you didn't specify it, I'm not going to." I pulled my t-shirt up slowly, revealing first my tummy, then slowly up to my chest, where I pulled it up, showing my white lace bra, which felt like it was straining to contain my nipples. I lingered with my head covered, concealing my embarrassment. Then I finally pulled my head out and dropped the shirt on the floor beside me.
Everyone's eyes were on my 36c chest. I could feel my face burning red. Everyone was quiet for about a minute, so I reached down and picked up the die to roll. This time it came up a 3, which was Katie. The smile on her face had me worried. Then she spoke "I dare Dave to switch underwear with Jessica." Everyone seemed to think this was a good idea, aside from me and Dave.
He gave me his best I'm sorry smile and stood up. I thought he was going to drop his pants right then and there, when he said, "how about we do this in the bathroom?" I heard rumbled protests, but we both left the room, and I covered my white cotton briefs as I exited.
Once in the other room, Dave smiled at me. "Are you having fun?"
"Well, considering I'm the only one in just my underwear, not especially."
"It'll get better, I promise. Besides, I think you are having fun, at least the damp spot on your panties would indicate such."
I looked down. Oh my god. I couldn't believe I was actually getting excited by all of this. He just smiled.
"I'll give you a choice, if you don't want me to see you, and you can turn around and remove your panties. I'll do the same with my underwear, then we can switch and get redressed."
"Sounds like a plan." I replied. I turned around and waited a moment before sliding my panties down and off, seeing the wet spot in them. I heard Dave struggle with his pants and then his underwear. I looked over my shoulder and saw his behind, and he did the same to me. I handed him my panties, and he handed me his gray boxer briefs. I quickly pulled them up and turned around to see him struggle to pull up my panties, which were tight on him. He then pulled up his pants and refastened them. He gave me a smile and said, "Shall we return?"
We went back out, me in his gray boxer briefs, and he in my panties and an obvious bulge in his pants. Once we were reseated he took the die and gave it a roll. This time it came up a 5 for Ally. She looked at me and smiled. I got a feeling it was pick on Jessica hour.
She looked at me and smiled. "I dare you to remove your bra."
I gave her an evil stare back. "This seems unfair to me" I whined again. But I got no sympathy from anyone around.
All eyes on me, so I reached back and unhooked my bra. I stared at Ally the whole time I slipped off first one strap, then the other, keeping my arms crossed across my chest at all times. I finally slipped it off and dropped it on the floor, but keep my arms close to my chest, my rock hard nipples pressing against my forearms. Both Richard and Bruce tried to sneak a peek, but to no avail. Then Richard suggested it was my turn to roll again. I leaned forward, one hand over my boobs as I rolled the die. I was hoping for a 1 so badly. But it was not meant to be. Instead, it was a 6.
Bruce seemed shocked, unsure what he should do. Richard was suggesting he have me get naked, everyone else remained quiet. I wasn't sure what he would do. Bruce then said he would like to see someone get a spanking. Richard told him to pick me, but he said he would like to use random chance to decide. He would roll the die and that would determine who would do the spanking. Then that person rolled the die to determine the "victim". I personally didn't want to be involved in either end of it. The dice was rolled and it was a two for Richard. He smiled. "Do I get to give the spanking bare bottomed?"
"No, it will be dressed as the person is, on all fours," was Bruce's reply.
Richard rolled and it came up 4. He asked for a re-roll, but everyone said no way. He mumbled and had Dave get on all fours. He gave him about four swats and stopped and sat back down, clearly unhappy with the outcome. I for one was relieved.
Dave sat back down and grabbed the die. He rolled it, and this time it came up a 1. Finally! But who do I get even with? Dave for starting this, Richard for continually picking on me, or Ally for making go braless? I decided that it had to be a guy, or else it would become a cat fight and I would be outnumbered.
I decided to pick on Richard. "I dare you to strip down to your underwear, Richard."