Dare

Brian’s tongue was still deep in Katie’s mouth, his hand now boldly sliding down her back and openly groping her round ass through her jeans while the rest of the room watched with eager, hungry eyes. Katie’s muffled whimpers mixed with the wet sounds of their sloppy kiss. You could see her hands weakly pushing at his chest at first, but slowly, almost reluctantly, her fingers curled into his shirt instead.

Mark laughed loudly. “Damn, she’s really getting into it. Alright then — dare it is.”

He leaned forward, eyes gleaming with mischief. “I dare you to let Brian feel you up under your shirt for the next two full turns. No pulling away, no stopping him. And you have to keep kissing him the whole time.”

A ripple of laughter and cheers went through the group. Katie finally managed to pull her lips away just enough to gasp, “W-wait… that’s… that’s not fair…” but her protest was weak, her cheeks flushed bright red, her breathing already ragged from the intense make-out session.

Brian didn’t wait for permission. His large hand immediately slipped under the hem of her top, sliding up her smooth pale stomach until he cupped one of her perky B-cup breasts over her bra. He gave it a firm squeeze, thumb brushing across her nipple through the thin fabric. Katie let out a soft, involuntary moan that made your stomach twist.

You started to stand again. “Hey! That’s enough — she’s my wife!”

Chloe rolled her eyes dramatically. “Come on, Dylan. It’s just a game. Don’t be that guy who ruins the fun for everyone.” Several others nodded and muttered in agreement, their stares making it clear you were outnumbered and unwelcome in your objection.

Brian pulled back from the kiss just enough to smirk at you, his hand still massaging Katie’s breast. “Relax, dorky Dylan. It’s just some innocent touching. High school was a long time ago… but I guess some things never change, huh?”

Katie’s eyes met yours for a brief second — wide, conflicted, embarrassed — but before she could say anything, Brian dove back in, kissing her harder while his other hand now roamed freely under her shirt.