Truth or Dare


Ok my dear.....I was a little distracted by your picture thread (very delightful by the way!), so I thought I'd continue the theme;

Since this is a BDSM thread, I dare you to take and post a suitable picture. I leave the details to you, but I'm thinking a nice red ass after a good spanking or maybe a little bondage?
 
I come back to Lit with my head bowed.....I'm afraid I have been unfaithful. I was lured to a 'rival' website because it was shiny and new, and I even had the audacity to start up another 'Truth or Dare' game. And for a while it was good...

But then, as with all affairs, the novelty wore off, and I realised with a heavy heart that I missed the good people of Literotica. So I'm back, begging your forgiveness and asking.......

Truth or Dare?
 
I guess I can..... does it mean I get the same one, or a new one?

Hello sexy! I owe you a saucy email!

As for your Truth or Dare, I have two options...either I'm lazy and give you the same question, or I take a bit of time whilst relaxing in the shower to come up with a devious dare for you.......
 
I'll take that question.

Beaten to the punch by a quick pussy.

Damnit

That'll teach me to be expressively detailed.
 
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Mr. Twysted, you may have the previous truth, if you want it. I didn't really have a good response for it anyway, considering the most memorable thing I could think of was "I'm going to give your forehead a hickey." :rolleyes:

I'll wait for the dare.... I'm brave today! :catroar:
 
Mr. Twysted, you may have the previous truth, if you want it. I didn't really have a good response for it anyway, considering the most memorable thing I could think of was "I'm going to give your forehead a hickey." :rolleyes:

I'll wait for the dare.... I'm brave today! :catroar:

How very democratic of you.....I look forward to Twysted's truth, but as for you, young lady.....

I dare you to publish a picture of your body with a lipstick kiss mark on it, obviously somewhere you can't reach yourself, extra points for the rudeness of the place you choose!
 
Oh good...it's still saved in the "Cut" portion of the drop down box.

Dirtiest?

"This isn't enough, I need something more. Scare me."

Sounds perfectly normal doesn't it?

You'd have needed to see the scene.
She was on her knees. Below her chin and between her parted knees could be found her entire lunch she had consumed one hour previously.
I had been raping her throat for the better part of 20 minutes. Her eyeliner made delightful streaks down her face and I had only paused long enough for small gasps of breath. I was pushing her limits but apparantly she needed more.

I was so hard the head of my shaft was purple and the skin pulled so taut by blood infusion it pained me.

Thank you kat. I love that memory.
 
Dirtiest?

"This isn't enough, I need something more. Scare me."

Sounds perfectly normal doesn't it?

You'd have needed to see the scene.
She was on her knees. Below her chin and between her parted knees could be found her entire lunch she had consumed one hour previously.
I had been raping her throat for the better part of 20 minutes. Her eyeliner made delightful streaks down her face and I had only paused long enough for small gasps of breath. I was pushing her limits but apparantly she needed more.

I was so hard the head of my shaft was purple and the skin pulled so taut by blood infusion it pained me.

Thank you kat. I love that memory.


Somehow you managed to make that story sound quite cute - there is nothing finer than a pretty girl with eyeliner running down her face!

Your turn to ask T or D. CurlyKat has accepted her dare but informed me that it may take a while, so the floor is yours (be gentle with them!)
 
Ahhh to be honest, I'm not much of a talker in bed. And I'm sure there's nothing that's been said to me that would really surprise anyone on this particular forum.

So I skipped the question :D
 
Ahhh to be honest, I'm not much of a talker in bed. And I'm sure there's nothing that's been said to me that would really surprise anyone on this particular forum.

So I skipped the question :D

That is so bad of you! You could have just made something filthy up (don't tell anyone I've endorsed dishonesty on this forum!)

Instead, I'm putting you forward to face Twysted's Truth or Dare, and he's a lot meaner than me!
 
Your very most mortifying, embarrasingly scarring moment to date.

This isn't my question to answer but I just have to mention, when I walked into the hotel bathroom on the_mgp's wedding night (before we were together) and she was sitting in a "relaxing" spa with water spraying all up the walls and in her face. She was sitting buck naked trying to stop the water with her hands on the jets because they wouldn't shut off. It was fucking hilarious. Maybe not mortifying but super funny. :D

I'm sure there's plenty more embarrassment to be told when the_mgp gets back on line.
 
Hahahahahha!! That was hilarious :D If it was anyone other than you or M that walked in, it would have been scarringly embaressing, but secretly I was stoked you got to see my tits :devil:

Ok... real embaressment time.

When M and I first moved in together, we had a half-house with an upstairs bedroom. We'd just finished a rather vigourous, vocal sexcapade and I heard the phone start to ring downstairs, so I ran downstairs very naked, sweaty and dripping in order to answer it. It was my best mate, so I'm standing in the loungeroom yakking away quite merrily when I notice something move in the kitchen.

I looked through the doorway, and there's one of M's best friends sitting on the floor in the kitchen, looking like he wanted the ground to swallow him up. I shrieked, my bestie on the phone pissed herself laughing, and I grabbed the nearest blanket.

It turned out that he was riding his bike over to visit us, and some arsehole had driven him off the road into a ditch and he'd hurt himself. When he got to our house, he knocked but there was no answer, and he was a bit shaken up so he just tried the door, found it open, and went into our bathroom to clean himself up. Turns out he'd been in the house for about fifteen minutes, well long enough to hear me begging M to do all sorts of dirty things to me, and well long enough to cop a massive eyefull.

M didn't mind cause he thought it was ridiculously funny, and looking back it was a pretty funny situation. Out of all of M's male friends, I'm kinda glad it was that particular one cause he's more like a little brother to me than anything else. I'm just grateful that he's never bought it up since then :eek:
 
Outstanding story.
Top shelf.

What happens now? EG?

(I'm a man, we don't read directions.)
 
I'll save her the trouble.

Truth. I'll tell you anything you want to know.

In true 'Baywatch' style (red swimsuit and all), I'm going to attempt to bring this thread back to life......time for a little mouth to mouth!

twysted.....who was the first person you had a naughty dream about?
 
Beep beep beep beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

Uh oh.....the thread's flatlined........one last chance, can we save it by asking the immortal question?....no, not "What is the meaning of life", but......

Truth or Dare?

Who wants to step up?
 
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