Truth or Dare – Conclusion

The end of the School year was growing near. Brad, Jen, Liz and I were all studying for exams during the week and heading out to the bars on the weekend to relax. Brad was still blissfully unaware of the games of ‘truth or dare’ that Jen, Liz and I were playing. I felt bad for him, but at the same time, it was great fun to keep it a secret from him.

Each week, Liz, Jen and I would get together for another round. The problem was that the game was becoming less of a game and more of a straight-up fuck-fest. No sooner had we all gotten alone that our clothes would get ripped off (if we’d even get that far) and we’d go at it wherever we were.

I had no complaints, mind you. We were doing it everywhere. We’d done it in the shower (see part 1), in a club (see part 2), on Liz’s couch while her parents were home and in the next room, on a public bus, in a public pool, in Jen’s car, at the movies, in a bathroom restaurant (while Brad waited at the table), and other places I barely remember.

One of the most memorable time, however, was the day that Jen had even given me head during one of our classes. The teacher had turned on a movie (damned if I remember which one) and dimmed the lights. I barely had to say a word and Jen unzipped my pants and went down on me immediately. I remember her smooth, wet tongue gliding up, down, and all around my throbbing cock. She bobbed up and down on me making soft slurping noises that were barely audible.

Anna, the school dork, turned and saw us doing that and I nearly laughed. She was the kind of girl that would never get a boyfriend her entire life and would probably end up living with 57 cats. Well, she had heard those slurps and turned (probably to scold us) and saw Jen licking my dick and massaging my balls. The look on her face surprised me. I though for sure she’d scream and we’d get in shit, but instead her eyes rolled back and she put her hand down her pants and started rubbing herself!

Jen kept bobbing up and down on my cock. She too had run her hand underneath her skirt to rub her pussy. She’d taken to going commando for occasions such as that day, and it was quite the turn on. Every so often she’d let out a soft moan of pleasure. When I was finally ready to come I pulled her upwards so that she could French me, I turned her over slightly so that I could be on top of her and I came all over her shirt. A tiny splatter had hit her chin, and her shirt was covered in my jizz (Anna came softly as I shot my load all over Jen). Jen then had to spend the next hour walking around school with jizz on her shirt after I dared her to do it.

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We had finally reached the last week of school – exam week… Brad had gotten a scholarship and once the exams were over, he was leaving town. So this was going to be the last week we would see him – probably forever. As such, we decided it was time to let him in on our secret. And we had the perfect plan.

Our last exam of the week was going to be easiest. If anyone can look forward to an exam, the Life Management exam was the one. The teacher had assigned us a group presentation to do on anything that he had taught us during the year. The exam was to be graded based on the reaction of the class. If the class clapped or cheered, 100%. Otherwise, 0%. So basically everyone was assured of 100%.

Because of his scholarship, Brad was pretty stressed about his exams. So one night when we were studying at my place, I winked at the girls and turned to Brad. “Truth or dare, Brad?”

The look of bewilderment on Brad’s face was priceless as he looked up from his math books. “What?” he said, as though maybe he heard me wrong.

“Truth or dare?” I repeated. Brad just stared blankly. “Look, Brad. Jen, Liz and I have been playing this game of ‘truth or dare’ for like 3 months now. We’ve dared each other to do some pretty stupid things, but also some fun things.” Brad looked at the girls and back at me. He clearly didn’t know what the hell I was talking about. “Anyways, we’ve noticed that you’ve been pretty stressed out about your scholarship and your exams, so we want to help you.”

Brad was now thoroughly confused. He shook his head and said, “what does your help have anything to do with your game of ‘truth or dare’?”

“Well, it has everything to do with it.” I smiled and looked at the girls, who just giggled. I looked back at Brad and continued, “you see, even though we are assured of 100% in the Life class, we still have to come up with some kind of presentation, right?”

“Oh shit! Yeah! Oh man, I forgot!” Brad slapped his forehead with his hand as if punishing himself for forgetting it.

I couldn’t really tell if Brad was being sarcastic, but I decided to continue anyways, “well, no worries. You see, Jen, Liz and I have a pretty good idea for it and we can come up with the presentation and you won’t have to do anything.”

Brad looked relieved. “Wait,” he stopped. What does this have to do with your game?”

“Well, basically I dare you to do whatever we tell you to do during that presentation.” Brad’s jaw dropped and I assured him, “don’t worry, we won’t make you do anything you’ll regret. Believe me, you’ll be happy you did it.”

Brad was unsure. He didn’t seem to trust us totally with this (and rightfully so). He looked over at Liz. This wasn’t surprising since it was pretty obvious that he had a thing for her. And today, she was wearing a pretty short skirt that revealed the fact that she too, was not wearing panties. Brad had been shooting quick glances at her sitting on my bed with her legs open all night while he had shifted back and forth on his seat at my desk trying to hide his hard-on. Liz spread her legs innocently so he could get a good look and said in her most girly voice, “please?”

Brad agreed.

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The day of the Life Management final came. As it turned out, we were the first to present that day. But before we could start, Liz had to duck out to the bathroom. Our teacher, Mr. Miller was understanding and let her go. Jen, Brad and I went up to the front of the class to wait for her to come back. We didn’t bring anything up with us which only succeeded in making Brad nervous.

Mr. Miller looked at his watch and then up at us. Liz still hadn’t come back. “So, what’s your presentation on today? Gotta make sure you’re on topic.” Jen smiled broadly and replied matter-of-factly that we were going to talk about sex. Brad’s jaw dropped and Mr. Miller laughed. “Are you sure Brad’s up for that?”

Brad smiled nervously, “Y-y-yessir. I-I-I was just surprised at how she – uh – said that.” Mr. Miller laughed again.

Just then the school secretary came over the intercom and announced, “Mr.