Life is Futa Chapter 5

“Oh. Um, OK,” Max says, smiling at the other brunette. “I dare you to… stop sexually harassing Riley?”

“Awww,” Riley says, looking moved. “Thank you.”

“I’m not sure you understand this game,” Duni says.

“Was that not right?” Max asks.

“It’s fine,” Beth says impatiently. “Your turn. Truth or dare?”

“Me? Um… truth?”

“Do you want to see Riley’s willie?”

Max panics and rewinds. “Um, dare,” she says.

“Get naked and sit in Riley’s lap,” Beth says immediately.

Max is momentarily frozen, but nobody’s laughing at her. Not seriously. It’s so weird. The vibe in the tent is something that she’s never experienced before. Maybe **** has something to do with it. Well, Beth is already as good as naked sitting like that with sweaty panties stretched taut across her womanhood, hiding basically nothing. And they all shower together anyway. Max takes a deep breath and complies. Shyly, she crawls over to Riley, who might be even more embarrassed than she is.

Riley’s erection is pokey and noticeable against her.

“Sorry,” Riley says, stricken.

“It’s OK,” Max replies, heart racing.

“Oh, she doesn’t mind it at all,” Duni says to Beth.

The following twenty minutes are eye-opening, challenging some of Max’s assumptions. There’s plenty of laughter, but no judgment. They’re all horny. It’s just weird that they aren’t hiding it. Max has agonized about the idea of using her powers in a naughty fashion because it feels like a violation.

But this game of truth or dare is making it abundantly clear that they want to be horny. They just want someone to give them an excuse. Even drunk and shameless, Beth, Duni, and especially Riley are holding back. They demand provocative dares and truths, but stop short of crossing the line. Max takes a chance to test her theory when her turn comes around again. Everyone is naked at this point and the smell of arousal is ****. The situation feels less heady and exciting and more maddening. Max is out of Riley’s lap, but Riley has her cock in the open now.

It's so hard to form the words. Max smiles apologetically at Riley.

“I dare you to touch it,” she says.

Maybe earlier in the night, Riley would’ve been afraid of that dare. Now maybe she’s relieved, and Beth and Duni are thrilled. Max sits eyes wide, dripping with sweat, heart thudding, biting her thumb. She is transfixed by Riley’s smooth hand stroking her cock, which has a visible, bulging vein on the underside. It’s cute. And magnetic.

Riley bites her lip and her abs come into sharp definition for a second, then strings of white cream spurt onto her sweaty belly.

Breathing hard, Max rewinds to see that again. Then a third time.