Truth or Dare
by The Womb Raider
Copyright© 2025 by The Womb Raider
Fiction Sex Story: Chris, DeeDee, and Becky are in the basement, watching TV for the umpteenth time. Bored out of their minds, they decide to try to create their own fun. And they do, creating a night none of them will forget.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Brother Sister Light Bond Group Sex Oral Sex AI Generated .
Chris sat on the worn-out couch in the basement, his blonde hair sticking out in every direction as if it had a mind of its own. He leaned into the cushions, his eyes glued to the flickering TV screen. The laugh track from an old sitcom filled the room, bouncing off the concrete walls. DeeDee, his younger sister, lounged on the floor, her long brown hair spread out around her like a fan. She was taller than him, which always made him feel a little self-conscious, but she didn’t seem to mind. Becky, her best friend, sat cross-legged next to her, her glasses perched on her nose as she intently studied the TV guide.
“You guys want some snacks?” DeeDee called out, not taking her eyes off the TV. “I’m starving.”
Becky looked up, her light brown hair catching the glow from the screen. “Yeah, that sounds good,” she said. “What do we have?”
Chris didn’t bother to look away from the show. “There’s chips in the cupboard, I think.”
With a sigh, Becky pushed herself up off the floor. “I’ll grab them,” she said. “But if you want anything else, you’re on your own.”
The basement was a typical teenage retreat, filled with outgrown toys, dusty sports equipment, and the faint smell of laundry detergent. The TV was the centerpiece, surrounded by a motley collection of beanbags and mismatched chairs. Becky made her way over to the snack cupboard, her eyes scanning the shelves.
“Ah-ha!” she exclaimed, pulling out a bag of chips. “Jackpot.”
As she turned around, her foot caught on the rug. She stumbled, the chips flying out of her hand and landing with a thud on the floor. The laugh track from the TV was drowned out by the sound of plastic smacking against concrete.
DeeDee and Chris both looked over, their expressions a mix of surprise and amusement. “Nice one, Beck,” Chris teased.
Becky rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t help but laugh as she bent down to pick up the chips. “Very funny,” she said. “You know, I can’t wait for the day we get a decent TV that doesn’t make us watch from down here.”
DeeDee sat up, brushing her hair out of her face. “Yeah,” she said. “But where else can we get this kind of privacy?”
The three of them shared a knowing look. The basement was their sanctuary, a place where they could escape the prying eyes of their parents and just be themselves. They didn’t have to worry about curfews or homework, not for a few more hours at least.
As Becky handed out the chips, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement. They had the whole evening ahead of them, and she had a feeling it was going to be one of those nights that turned into a legend, the kind they would talk about for years to come.
Chris took a chip and crunched it, the sound echoing through the room. “So what’s the plan?” he asked. “We just watch TV all night?”
DeeDee groaned. “No way,” she said. “We do that every weekend. I’m so bored of this.” She tossed a pillow at her brother, who caught it with a grin.
Becky took a moment to consider. “Well...” she began, “we could play truth or dare...”
Chris’s eyes lit up at the suggestion, and he sat up straight. “Truth or dare?” he repeated. “Now we’re talking.”
DeeDee rolled her eyes. “Not that again,” she said. “We’re too old for that game.”
But Becky was already eager. “Come on, Dee,” she said. “It’ll be fun. And we can make it more interesting this time.”
After some reluctant negotiation, they decided to give it a shot. DeeDee went first, daring Becky to climb the stairs on all fours without being seen by their parents. Becky took the challenge, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
As she disappeared into the shadows, the TV’s laugh track faded into the background. The tension in the air was palpable as they waited for her to return. When she finally did, she was breathless and smiling, a triumphant look on her face.
“Your turn, Becky,” DeeDee said.
Becky took a deep breath and thought for a moment. “Okay,” she said. “Truth. What’s the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you?”
DeeDee’s cheeks flushed. “You know I hate that question,” she said. But she took a deep breath and began to recount a story from their last family vacation that had the other two in stitches.
As the game went on, the dares grew bolder and the truths more personal. The basement, usually a place of casual escape, was now filled with the electric charge of secrets and dares.
It was Chris’s turn again, and he felt a mix of anticipation and dread. “Dare,” he said, his voice cracking slightly.
DeeDee and Becky huddled together, their whispers carrying in the quiet of the room. They exchanged mischievous glances before Becky announced, “Alright, Chris. We dare you to go behind the staircase, strip naked, and run around the room once.”
Chris’s eyes widened, and he swallowed hard. “Seriously?”
They nodded, giggling.
With a resigned sigh, he stood up and made his way to the designated spot. The staircase was a narrow space, but it offered enough cover for a quick strip. He could feel his heart racing as he took off his clothes. The cool air of the basement kissed his skin, making him shiver. He took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the staircase.
The girls’ laughter hushed as they took in the sight of him, completely bare. His penis bobbed as he sprinted awkwardly across the room, his cheeks a deep red. The chips forgotten, they watched in a mix of shock and amusement as he made his circuit, his bare feet slapping against the cold floor.
He completed his lap and dashed back behind the staircase. The sound of fabric rustling and clothes being put back on filled the space. When he emerged, he flopped back onto the couch, trying to recover his dignity.
DeeDee and Becky couldn’t help but burst into laughter, the tension of the moment breaking. “You did it!” Becky exclaimed.
Chris rolled his eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. “Yeah, yeah,” he said, trying to play it cool. But inside, he was thrilled at the adrenaline rush.
DeeDee took a chip from the bag, her cheeks still flushed from her earlier confession. “Okay, Becky,” she said, turning the tables. “Truth or dare?”
Becky hesitated for a moment, glancing at Chris. “Truth,” she decided, a little too quickly.
“Alright,” DeeDee said with a smirk. “What’s the biggest lie you’ve ever told?”
Becky’s eyes widened, and she swallowed hard. “Remember when I said I had a crush on Timmy Jenkins?” she admitted, her cheeks coloring. “It was actually on Mr. Smith, our science teacher.”
The room erupted into laughter, even Chris couldn’t hold it in. “Mr. Smith?” he chuckled. “You have a crush on a teacher?”
Becky nodded, her face buried in her hands. “It was so embarrassing,” she said. “I thought I’d never live it down.”
DeeDee took her turn next, choosing truth. “Who was the first person you ever kissed?” Becky asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“It was at the fifth grade summer camp,” DeeDee said, her cheeks flushing. “It was Billy McIntyre, under the stars.”
The room grew quiet for a moment, the only sound the faint hum of the TV.
When it was Chris’s turn again, he took a deep breath. “Dare,” he said, looking at Becky.
DeeDee and Becky huddled together, whispering and giggling. Chris felt a knot form in his stomach, a thrill of excitement and nerves.
“Alright,” Becky announced, her eyes gleaming. “Chris, we dare you to let us tie your hands to the couch for the next three turns.”
Chris’s eyes widened. “What?”
They nodded, their expressions daring.
“You’re on,” he said, trying to sound nonchalant.
Becky jumped up and dashed to the closet, returning with a coil of rope. She approached the couch with a mischievous grin, and Chris couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. She took his wrists and tied them expertly to the couch, the rough rope digging into his skin.
Chris tested the knots, but Becky had done a good job. He was stuck, his arms stretched out above his head. “Okay,” he said, his voice a little shakier than he’d like. “Let’s get this over with.”
DeeDee turned to Becky, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Beckers, truth or dare?”
Becky took a chip, chewing thoughtfully. “Dare,” she said, a hint of defiance in her tone.
Without missing a beat, DeeDee stepped closer to her. “I dare you to kiss Chris.”
The room went still. Becky’s eyes went wide, and she stared at DeeDee like she’d just suggested they jump off a cliff. “What?” she squeaked.
But DeeDee was insistent. “You heard me,” she said. “Kiss him.”
Chris felt his heart race. He’d had a crush on Becky for ages, and the idea of her kissing him was both terrifying and exhilarating.
Becky took a deep breath and leaned in, her lips brushing against Chris’s. It was a quick peck, but it was enough to set his cheeks on fire.
“Ew, gross,” DeeDee said, pulling back with a grin. “Your turn, Becky.”
Becky’s cheeks were pink, and she avoided eye contact with Chris. “Truth,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Chris licked his lips, his heart still racing from the unexpected kiss. “How far have you let a boy go with you?” he blurted out.
DeeDee’s eyes narrowed. “You know what? That’s not fair,” she said. “You’re just trying to make me uncomfortable.”
“No, really,” Becky said, her eyes flicking up to meet his. “How far have you let a boy touch you?”
DeeDee rolled her eyes. “Fine,” she said. “Just feeling me up. No big deal.”
The room felt hot, the air thick with the sudden sexual tension. Becky took a deep breath, and then she leaned in and whispered in DeeDee’s ear. “I dare you to remove your bra.”
Chris’s eyes widened as DeeDee looked at her friend in shock. For a moment, he thought she’d refuse. But then, with a dramatic sigh, she reached behind her back and unhooked it, sliding it off and tossing it to the side.
Becky’s eyes went wide, and she stared at DeeDee’s bare chest, her mouth slightly open. “Wow,” she said, her voice a little breathless.
Chris couldn’t believe what was happening. His sister and Becky, the girl he’d always had a crush on, were playing truth or dare in the most daring way possible.
“Alright, Chris,” Becky said, her voice steady despite the flush in her cheeks. “Your turn. How far have you gone with a girl?”
Chris swallowed hard. “Just kissing,” he admitted.
DeeDee raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. “Lame,” she said, reaching for a chip.
The game was heating up, the stakes getting higher with every turn. Becky’s dare had changed the tone of the night, and they all knew it.
“Okay, Becky,” DeeDee said, her voice low and playful. “Since you’re already in the spirit, how about you show us what you’ve got?”
Becky’s eyes widened, and she looked at DeeDee, then at Chris. He couldn’t believe his sister was suggesting this. “What do you mean?” she asked.
“You know,” DeeDee said, her tone teasing. “Take off your pants and sit on Chris’s face.”
The room went silent. Becky stared at her for a moment, then at Chris, who was tied to the couch, his eyes wide with shock. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, but she didn’t move away.
Instead, she took a deep breath and slowly began to push down her shorts. The fabric slid down her legs, revealing her pale, slightly hairy mound. She stepped out of them, her panties following suit.
Chris could feel his heart racing as Becky approached the couch. He was torn between fear and excitement, his eyes glued to Becky’s exposed pussy.
With a tremble in her voice, Becky asked, “Are you sure about this?”
DeeDee nodded, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Do it,” she urged.
Becky took a deep breath, then straddled Chris’s face. He could feel the soft warmth of her thighs pressing against his cheeks as she positioned herself. He could smell her musk, a not unpleasant scent. She didn’t smell like fish, like the old joke said. She smelled ... good, was all he could think of.
Then, she began to lower herself down.
Chris closed his eyes, his heart hammering in his chest. He didn’t know if he could go through with this. But as Becky’s pussy touched his mouth, he felt a rush of excitement that overwhelmed his nerves. He tentatively stuck out his tongue, tasting her.
It was strange, but not unpleasant. He heard Becky gasp, and it spurred him on. He began to lick, tentatively at first, then with more confidence.
DeeDee watched with wide eyes, her hand over her mouth. She had never expected the night to go this far. But she couldn’t deny the thrill she felt at watching her best friend and her brother in such an intimate act.
Becky’s hips began to rock, and she moaned softly. Chris felt himself growing hard, his penis straining against his pants.
The TV flickered in the background, the laugh track from Red Dwarf seemingly mocking their situation. But the three of them were lost in the moment, the boundaries of their friendship stretching and bending in ways they never could have imagined.
As Becky’s breath grew heavier, DeeDee realized that she was getting turned on, too. She reached down and began to play with herself, her eyes never leaving Becky’s face.
And then Becky climaxed, her body trembling with pleasure. Chris felt her juices on his face, the taste of her on his tongue.
They all froze, the reality of what had just happened crashing over them like a wave. The room was silent, the only sound Becky’s panting breaths.
“Wow,” Becky finally said, her voice shaky. She carefully climbed off Chris’s face, her legs wobbly as she sat down on the couch by his feet. Her pussy was glistening with a mix of her juices and Chris’s saliva, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride at her own daring. “That was...” she trailed off, unable to find the right word.
DeeDee was still in shock, her hand hovering over her own crotch. She looked from Becky to Chris, who had a dazed expression on his face. “Are you okay?” she asked him tentatively.
He nodded, his eyes not quite meeting Becky’s. “Yeah,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “It was ... interesting.”
Becky took a deep breath and leaned back into the couch, her bare bottom sticking to the leather. She couldn’t believe she’d just done that, but it had felt incredible. The sensation was still pulsing through her body, leaving her feeling both exposed and exhilarated.
“You should try it, DeeDee,” Becky said, her eyes shining. “It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before.”
DeeDee looked at her with a mix of curiosity and horror. “I don’t know...” she said, her voice trailing off.
But Becky was insistent. “Come on,” she said, her hand reaching out to grab DeeDee’s wrist. “You’re not chickening out on me, are you?”
DeeDee took a deep breath, then stood up. She looked at Chris, then back at Becky. With a decisive nod, she began to undo her pants.
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