DARES AND TEQUILA
by RILAYAWRITERabout 3 hours ago
•short read•intense intensityThe penthouse smelled like tequila and expensive candles. Aubrey kicked off her heels and flopped onto the massive sectional, her green eyes already glinting with mischief. "Truth or dare. No chickening out."
Maya laughed, tucking her short blond hair behind one ear. "You're on, MacAvoy. But you know how this ends." Riley leaned back against the armrest, her brown eyes flicking between her wife and Aubrey. "It ends with someone naked. Probably Maya."
"Confident," Maya said. "Truth or dare, Riley?" "Dare." "I dare you to take off your bra without removing your shirt." Riley grinned, reached behind her back, and unclasped her bra with practiced ease. She wiggled it out through her sleeve and tossed it onto the coffee table. "Too easy."
Aubrey whistled. "Your turn, Riley." "Truth or dare, Aubrey?" "Dare." "I dare you to describe, in detail, the last time you touched yourself." Aubrey didn't even blink. "Three nights ago. My vibrator. I came thinking about watching you two fuck in that BDSM Suite you keep bragging about."
Maya's blue eyes widened. "Your turn, Maya. Truth or dare?" "Dare." Aubrey smiled slow. "Strip from the waist down. Everything." Maya stood, unbuttoned her jeans, and shimmied them down her hips. Her thong followed, a black lace scrap that she kicked toward Riley with a smirk. She stood there, bare from the waist down, her pussy already glistening. "Happy?" "Getting there," Aubrey said.
Riley bit her lip. "Maya, truth or dare?" "Dare." "Lose the shirt." Maya pulled her top over her head. Her 34C breasts bounced free, nipples hardening in the cool air. She was completely naked now, standing in the middle of the penthouse like she owned it.
"Fuck," Aubrey whispered. "You're gorgeous." Maya turned slowly, giving them both a full view of her ass. "I know." Riley reached out and grabbed Maya's hip, pulling her down onto the couch. "Come here." Maya straddled Riley's lap, their breasts pressing together. Riley's hands slid up Maya's thighs, fingers tracing the wet heat between her legs. Maya gasped, grinding down.
Aubrey watched, her breath quickening. "Don't stop on my account." Riley looked over Maya's shoulder. "Truth or dare, Aubrey?" "Dare." "Get naked and get over here." Aubrey stood and stripped efficiently—dress, bra, panties—until she was as bare as Maya. Her taller frame moved with confidence, her 35C breasts swaying as she walked over and knelt beside them.
Maya reached for Aubrey, pulling her into a kiss. Riley's fingers worked Maya's clit in slow circles while Aubrey's tongue explored Maya's mouth. Then Aubrey broke away and kissed Riley, tasting tequila and want. Riley shifted, positioning Maya on her back across the couch. She lowered her mouth to Maya's pussy, licking a long stripe from her entrance to her clit. Maya moaned, hips bucking. Aubrey moved behind Riley, pressing her breasts against Riley's back, her hands reaching around to cup Riley's tits.
"Fuck, you taste good," Riley murmured against Maya's wet flesh. Aubrey's fingers found Riley's pussy from behind, sliding through her slick folds. Riley gasped, her rhythm faltering for a moment before she doubled down on Maya's clit. Maya came first, her thighs clamping around Riley's head, her cry echoing off the penthouse windows. Riley followed moments later, Aubrey's skilled fingers pushing her over the edge. Then Aubrey straddled Riley's thigh and rode it until she shuddered, her green eyes squeezed shut.
They collapsed in a tangle of limbs, sweaty and satisfied. Maya laughed breathlessly. "So... truth or dare?" Aubrey groaned. "I think we're all out of clothes." "Exactly," Riley said, propping herself up on one elbow. "Which means the next dare has to be something we do. Not something we take off."
Maya's eyes sparkled. "I dare you both to help me break in that new restraint bench in the studio."
Aubrey looked at Riley. Riley looked at Aubrey. Then they both looked at Maya. "Fuck yes," they said in unison.
Maya laughed, tucking her short blond hair behind one ear. "You're on, MacAvoy. But you know how this ends." Riley leaned back against the armrest, her brown eyes flicking between her wife and Aubrey. "It ends with someone naked. Probably Maya."
"Confident," Maya said. "Truth or dare, Riley?" "Dare." "I dare you to take off your bra without removing your shirt." Riley grinned, reached behind her back, and unclasped her bra with practiced ease. She wiggled it out through her sleeve and tossed it onto the coffee table. "Too easy."
Aubrey whistled. "Your turn, Riley." "Truth or dare, Aubrey?" "Dare." "I dare you to describe, in detail, the last time you touched yourself." Aubrey didn't even blink. "Three nights ago. My vibrator. I came thinking about watching you two fuck in that BDSM Suite you keep bragging about."
Maya's blue eyes widened. "Your turn, Maya. Truth or dare?" "Dare." Aubrey smiled slow. "Strip from the waist down. Everything." Maya stood, unbuttoned her jeans, and shimmied them down her hips. Her thong followed, a black lace scrap that she kicked toward Riley with a smirk. She stood there, bare from the waist down, her pussy already glistening. "Happy?" "Getting there," Aubrey said.
Riley bit her lip. "Maya, truth or dare?" "Dare." "Lose the shirt." Maya pulled her top over her head. Her 34C breasts bounced free, nipples hardening in the cool air. She was completely naked now, standing in the middle of the penthouse like she owned it.
"Fuck," Aubrey whispered. "You're gorgeous." Maya turned slowly, giving them both a full view of her ass. "I know." Riley reached out and grabbed Maya's hip, pulling her down onto the couch. "Come here." Maya straddled Riley's lap, their breasts pressing together. Riley's hands slid up Maya's thighs, fingers tracing the wet heat between her legs. Maya gasped, grinding down.
Aubrey watched, her breath quickening. "Don't stop on my account." Riley looked over Maya's shoulder. "Truth or dare, Aubrey?" "Dare." "Get naked and get over here." Aubrey stood and stripped efficiently—dress, bra, panties—until she was as bare as Maya. Her taller frame moved with confidence, her 35C breasts swaying as she walked over and knelt beside them.
Maya reached for Aubrey, pulling her into a kiss. Riley's fingers worked Maya's clit in slow circles while Aubrey's tongue explored Maya's mouth. Then Aubrey broke away and kissed Riley, tasting tequila and want. Riley shifted, positioning Maya on her back across the couch. She lowered her mouth to Maya's pussy, licking a long stripe from her entrance to her clit. Maya moaned, hips bucking. Aubrey moved behind Riley, pressing her breasts against Riley's back, her hands reaching around to cup Riley's tits.
"Fuck, you taste good," Riley murmured against Maya's wet flesh. Aubrey's fingers found Riley's pussy from behind, sliding through her slick folds. Riley gasped, her rhythm faltering for a moment before she doubled down on Maya's clit. Maya came first, her thighs clamping around Riley's head, her cry echoing off the penthouse windows. Riley followed moments later, Aubrey's skilled fingers pushing her over the edge. Then Aubrey straddled Riley's thigh and rode it until she shuddered, her green eyes squeezed shut.
They collapsed in a tangle of limbs, sweaty and satisfied. Maya laughed breathlessly. "So... truth or dare?" Aubrey groaned. "I think we're all out of clothes." "Exactly," Riley said, propping herself up on one elbow. "Which means the next dare has to be something we do. Not something we take off."
Maya's eyes sparkled. "I dare you both to help me break in that new restraint bench in the studio."
Aubrey looked at Riley. Riley looked at Aubrey. Then they both looked at Maya. "Fuck yes," they said in unison.