Truth or Dare - Hot (Part 2)

Mila had to spin the names in the app like five times in a row because Alice’s, Sarah’s and her name kept popping up and we had to get everyone else down to their underwear. Finally, when another name came up, it was Grace’s.

“Give me a good question, Mila,” Grace said. “If I get something dumb like, ‘do you like to have sex’, reroll it.”

Mila read what was on the screen of her phone and shrugged. “You asked for it. So Grace, have you ever faked an orgasm to protect a partner’s feelings?”

“Sheesh, that’s going a bit too far…” Grace shook her head with a small, resigned smile. “But yes, I have.”

There were gasps of fake shock around the room, and though I kept quiet, I knew full well she wasn’t talking about me.

Grace rubbed the bridge of her nose. “I’ve said this before, but… I’d never had a relationship even half as fulfilling before Oliver. Talking about my own interests bored my exes and acting like myself put them off. Their egos were too fragile to take some teasing, and they couldn’t bear to hear anything other than their own voices. So I just… played the part of the perfect, quiet girlfriend. And during sex, when they barely lasted five minutes, if that, I had to pretend to like it. I suppose it was fine, but I rarely ever came.”

“Why would you go out with them, then?” Noelle asked.

“A fair question,” Grace said, smiling. “I guess I didn’t know any better? They were good looking and part of our usual circle, and having a boyfriend was sort of expected. They asked me out, and since I didn’t hate them I said yes to see what came out of it. But well, there’s a reason I’m with Oliver now and not with any of them, right?”

“You know,” Mila said. “I always felt I was behind you and Sarah for being a virgin, but hearing you say this stuff makes me think I was worrying over nothing.”

“Y-Yeah,” Noelle nodded in agreement. “I felt the same way with Isabelle.”

“...Me too,” I admitted.

Sarah sighed. “I had a talk with mom after I told her I was actually dating Oliver. I told her this felt different than my other relationships, and she said that most relationships at our age absolutely suck.”

Alice chuckled. “Makes sense. The state might consider us adults, but we’re still really immature in some ways. At least I feel that way every once in a while.”

Sarah nodded. “And then there’s what my dad said. That you shouldn’t rely on a relationship to be happy. That having a boyfriend or a girlfriend won’t magically fix your problems.”

I swallowed. For a while there I thought that what Mr. West had said was wrong. After all, I began to get my shit together after I started seeing Mila, Grace and Sarah. But after some time, I realized I was wrong. I didn’t grow because I was seeing them, I was growing because I wanted to be better for them. I pushed myself to change to be worthy of their trust and affection. If I hadn’t, they all would’ve definitely gotten sick of the quiet, gloomy and awkward Oliver. They didn’t change me, but were the motivation I needed to change.

Grace clicked her tongue and sighed. “Sorry. That got a bit heavy too quickly. It’s ruining the mood.”

“Hey, it’s part of what we’re here for,” Alice told her. “Who else are we going to talk about this stuff if not in this group?”

Grace chuckled. “True. But yeah, that’s my answer. And with that…”

She stood up and began to undress, and she did so while having her back towards me. The first thing I saw were the blue straps of her bra as she removed her shirt, followed by her panties as she took off her skirt. Once she had nothing on but her underwear, she turned around.

Grace’s bra and panties were of dark blue lace. I’d never seen her wearing those. They suit her more than I would’ve believed without seeing it.

“How do I look?” she asked, smirking knowingly.

“I’m starting to think all colors are your color,” I told her.

Satisfied, she sat down again. “So Oliver and Noelle are the only ones left? Why don’t we have Noelle answer the next question and leave Oliver for last?”

“Since it turned out this way, I don’t mind,” Noelle said.

“Okay. Then, Noelle… Wait, what? Okay, I swear to god this app is somehow sentient,” Mila said, gawking at her phone screen.

I blinked. “W-What does it say?”

“Noelle, would you like Oliver to grab you by the neck while making love?” Mila read.

We saw Noelle tense up. She frowned, pursed her lips, crossed her arms, closed her eyes, tilted her head, looked up to the ceiling… Basically, she was giving it a lot of thought.

“I… don’t know,” she finally said. “It sounds… interesting, but it may be too much? I’m not sure.” Noelle then smiled seductively at me. “I suppose we’ll have to try it and find out.”

Grabbing her by the neck did sound like a bit much, at least for me. But if Noelle wanted to try, it wasn’t something outside what I was willing to do. I’d have to be very careful to find that spot between pleasure and pain without hurting her. S&M is difficult…

Noelle began to undress as well, but she didn’t make much of a show of it. She neatly removed her clothes until she was only wearing lime-green panties and a matching bra with small frills which looked incredibly cute on her.

“Finally, our dear Oliver,” Mila said. She read the screen again and pursed her lips. “Oh. This one…”

“Just read it,” Sarah said.

“...Okay. Oliver, would you sleep with someone else just for fun if we were okay with it?”

Oh for the love of…! Of all the questions to get, THAT one!?

“I don’t know,” I answered clearly. “It’s too complex a subject and you all know it. My first answer would be no, but that was also my first answer when you asked me if I’d sleep with Alice and Noelle. I… know you girls like the idea, some more than others, and I admit that yes, the idea is very appealing to me as well. How much of that is me being myself and how much is… the sex spirit inside me asking for it, I can’t say. But if I answer the question as it is, then probably yes, I would if you were all truly okay with it.”

My desire for sex was not only unnatural, it was supernatural. We had decided to move forward assuming that I truly was possessed by a supposedly benign spirit. Maybe that desire would eventually push me to want more than what I already had, but even if it did, I would resist it and deny it if it meant I’d end up hurting these girls.

But… If they were to encourage it… I didn’t know if I’d have the willpower to hold myself back.

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