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I am embarassed by something that I did in high school. As a teen, I was the girl-next-door. I wasn't beautiful, but I was pleasing enough...just this side of pretty, if that makes sense. I knew that guys looked at me and I looked at them. I went out with a few guys but nothing ever happened. When I was 16 (11th grade) and at a sleepover we decided to play truth or dare. One of the girls suggested that we make it a sexual version. Asking questions about sexual experience, daring each other to do things like taking off our shirts to show off our b****** , to m********* ourselves, call a guy that we liked and ask him if he wanted to have phone s** (if he did, then go through with it), etc. I wasn't too in to the idea, especially since I was a virgin but I went along with it. I was dared to have s** with a girl. I didn't know what to do. But, I ended up having s** with one of the other girls there. The girl I had s** with was known for having s** with guys and girls. It felt really good. I was embarassed about how good it felt, especially since I had an o***** . I was devestated when I got to school the following Monday to find out that it had all been a set up. The girls had set up a small camera in the room and video taped the s** . They sent it to some of their other friends (both guys and girls). I eventually saw the video. I got sick knowing that half the school saw the video. Some of the teachers even saw it. Some of the girls started calling me names, trying to imply that I was a lesbian. I wasn't a lesbian then and I'm not a lesbian now. The number of guys that asked me out reduced drastically. And the guys that did ask me out wanted me to be in a threesome with them and the girl from the video. They'd ask me this after kissing me and as they'd rub my b****** or as they were trying to stick their hands up my skirt. I always said no, but then, they'd tell their guy friends that they had s** with me. I didn't have s** with a guy until I was in my second semester of sophomore year. I dated the guy, my then boyfriend for a year (started dating my second semester in college). After we had been dating for awhile, the topic of s** came up. I told him what had happened in high school and that I was hesitant about having s** . He wasn't a virgin but he knew that I was. We did have oral s** but it was awhile before we had vaginal s** . He had been patient with me about having s** . It hit me one day, when I was listening to him talk about something that he was passionate about. I was very turned on by him, sexually and intellectually. All I could remember was that I blurted out that I wanted to have s** with him. He seemed surprised because we hadn't talked about it in awhile. He took it slow, he was so good about it. Even though, it hurt a bit, when he first started, it felt really nice. He was very gentle and was very good at making it feel good. Even though we broke up the next year, I'm glad that I lost my virginity to him.

Is there any girls in Missoula that want to have there p****** licked and sucked I love to eat p****

I'm sorry but why the f*** do you put * on lesbian? like that's a bad thing?

Can i f*** you i am 23 with a 7' c*** and you sound hot and sexy

if you live anywhere near me lemme know ill drop the s*** outta those guys. why would they do that to you? sorry to hear it :(

I am really sorry that those morons did that to you :( But i don't understand, if you weren't a lesbian, why did you do it?

Because maybe some girls like to experiment with their sexuality, moron.

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At a sleepover in junior high we dared our friend to strip down to his underwear…you know, homoerotic pubescent stuff. He comes out from the other room completely naked and gyrating, saying “You got more than you bargained for!”
This girl asked her friend to dare someone to have unprotected sex with her. When he received the dare he literally just got up and walked out the house. Then the girl gets drunk, tries it on with a few guys there (to which they all rejected), confessed her love to another guy there, threatened to kill herself, then fell asleep.
When a guy I didn’t know was dared to jack off under a blanket and finish while everyone watched. Everyone watched…
At a party someone asked “Who gave you the best blowjob ever?” hoping to get a compliment. Instead, we found out that the man had received a BJ from every woman there and one of the men. That started a long chain of “Wait Bob had sex with Sally? When?” etc. Names changed, feelings were hurt.
My friends little brother (9 or 10 years old) came in and dared one of the girls to slit her finger open, put a paperclip into her finger then stick that paperclip into an electrical outlet while it was still in her finger. After we told him no he offered a replacement dare, which was to go down the street and burn down the church.
It was around 1998 or so. My buddy had gotten kicked out of his house, and had emotional issues stemming from living with narcissists, Tourettes Syndrome, and being an introvert. He was also having “girl trouble”, as he was the sort of guy who would fall HARD in love with any girl who gave him the time of day, let alone showed any interest in him.
Anywho, my family took him in and let him crash there for a few weeks while his folks came to their senses. He’s laying on the floor of my room, and I know he wants to talk about his issues. But he’s the sort of person that wants the cover of it “being a game” in case he says something that someone is put off by. So, in order to let him get something off his chest, I asked him “Truth or Dare?” and it starts probably 3 or so hours of him talking about his shit.
Now, I’ve gotta work in the morning, and by this time he’s just rehashing shit he’s already said. So in an effort to attempt to get some sleep, I tell him “either you pick Dare, or I roll over and ignore your ass”. Still to this day, I don’t know why he did it… But he picked Dare.
I had just gotten over being sick, with bad bronchitis. Sitting on my nightstand is a jar of Vicks Vap-o-Rub. Trying to think of something that would end this, without blatantly telling him “I dare you to STFU so I can sleep” I spy the bottle on my little nightstand and I backhand swat it to him.
“I dare you to rub this on your scrotum.”
He looks at it, unscrews the cap, and sniffs the bottle. Dunno if it was to verify it was genuine Vicks, or if he’d never used it before, but he did. Then he asked me how much to use.
“Two fingers in the jar, run them around the inside.”
He does so and comes up with an amount equivalent to a golf ball. I see his hand disappear down into the sleeping bag and see motions that are indicative of someone playing with their balls. He pulls his hand out, sniffs it again, and asks “What’s that supposed to dooooAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
His eyes go wide, he clutches his junk, and curls into the fetal position. I’m burying my face in my pillow because I’m laughing so hard I can’t breathe. I don’t want to wake up my parents across the hall, so I’m muffling as much laughter as I can while my friend lies in agony.
Finally I get enough air in my lungs to tell him to go wash it off. My friend proceeds to stand up in the sleeping bag and bunny-hop down the hall to the bathroom. I hear the sounds of the faucet being turned on full-blast followed by a very relieved “AHHHHHHH” come from the bathroom.
About five minutes go by and my buddy comes back into my room, sleeping bag over his shoulder and hand around his crotch. He’s taking baby-steps as he comes back to the spot on the floor he was at before, lays down, and mumbles softly “It didn’t help.”
Many, many years later I force him to revisit this particularly shameful incident when I make him a Vicks Cake for his 30th birthday.
We’re still friends. He’s like a brother to me.
There was a time we were playing truth or dare in a hot tub. A girl friend of ours had dared me to get hard in front of everyone. So I get up out of the tub and start playing with myself. Then from around the corner of the house I get a flashlight in my face.
That was the time I masturbated in front of a police officer.
Friend got dared by his girlfriend to have sex with her in the other room and finish inside her (no birth control). He refused, they broke up, we found out it was a setup she had planned to get herself preggies and force him to marry her. Strange night.
“Bet you can’t jump that ditch.” Four hours later the guy had dislocated one of shoulders the doctor told us.
In my first or second year of UNI my group of friends and I were having a get together after finals ended. Considering finals had just ended and it was only about 7 of us, consuming alcohol seemed like the go to activity.
So once the buzz started to hit us one of my friends tried to start a game of spin the bottle, but being a group of three couples and one single guy we decided to play truth or dare instead.
Like all truth or dare games it started out pretty innocently (Take more shots, who’s your celebrity crush, ect), but eventually things turned a bit weird. Our one single guy decided to dare one of the girls to lick whipped cream off of his schlong, and with a reluctant nod from her boyfriend she got to action. Or…at least tried to.
Once she took off the dude’s pants and saw his (well) hung appendage she yells “Damn I’ve never seen one this big!” And before she could even uncap the whipped cream her boyfriend was swinging full force at the guy.
Me and my other friend had to get in between a half naked guy and a drunk ape, and by the time we split them up everyone was uncomfortable as hell.
After we resolved it and me and my girlfriend started leaving I just remember her leaning up to my ear and telling me “She knew her boyfriend was self conscious about his dick.”
Probably 20years old at the time. Gf her sister and girl cousin from Germany were in the car. Cousin says let’s play and so we all said OK. All fun and games till we pull over into a McDonald’s parking lot and I get dared to walk in and order fries in my underwear. They drove off and I had to borrow the phone to call my gf to make them come back for me. Saw all the tits though, so it was worth it.
I found out my fiance’s bachelorette party was basically an orgy. I found out years later from someone who was in attendance. I think the fun began as a Truth or Dare game. A co-worker of my wife’s ate her out. Two men staying on the same hotel floor fucked my wife-to-be and her friend. I had no idea until after our divorce. It’s funny…my bachelor party was so tame. We grilled and walked downtown to a couple bars and were back by midnight. Who knew?
At my first job, back when I was a teenager, about 6 of us were playing this mid-shift. 3 girls, 3 guys. It was barely starting to get risqué and one of the guys is asked “have you ever masturbated to thoughts of a coworker?” And he says yes.
This is as juicy as it’s gotten, so we latch onto it. The next time around, he’s asked if he’s masturbated to anyone else playing. He says yes. Next round, he’s asked to name which of us he’s jerked it to. He looks at us one by one, then says “all of you.” The guys all got flustered as hell, they’d never even realized they were on the roster.
I think my most exciting game of truth or dare was cut down in its prime when a guy dared his girlfriend to flash everyone and then broke down crying because now everyone had seen her bikini zone and he no longer felt special.
When I was 17, I was “studying” with a girl who started a game of truth or dare with me. I hadn’t kissed since 4th grade, and we were clearly into each other. The game started with me as the asker. She chose dare. Me being the naive, socially awkward individual that I am, dared her to touch the bottom of my family’s shared toilet (which was actually really clean). She resisted, but eventually did it. When my turn came around I chose dare, it was only fair to do so after what I just put her through. She dared me to finger her. At the moment I was ecstatic. As we made our way to the sauna adjoining the bathroom a rush of terror came over me. I had no idea how to do what I was about to do. I’d basically never kissed, and now I was about to finger this chick. Anyways, we get into the sauna and its pitch black. I feel around and find her pelvic region. As I work my way down I try to recollect the very few pornos I’d seen to that point. I start feeling around and wiggling my finger side to side. She jerked her whole body back and exclaimed, “too low!” I quickly realized that I had fingered the wrong hole. And slide it (the same finger) up to her vag. After about 10 seconds she said I was doing it too hard, and about 20 seconds later she stopped me completely. Needless to say, it was a short lived study session.
We told her she had to kiss the dog, we didn’t think she was going to use tongue. After that we just didn’t want to play anymore.
This is a growing up pre-internet disclaimer. Seeing boobs was elusive if you had no access to a “porn stash”. I didn’t. So you’d see them in movies…and no pausing them mind you. No VCR. You’d see the boobs then poof their gone. So over my friends house when I was 13 his older stepsister and her friend were bored and actually talking to us. They were 15. It just started. I had never played before, but I knew the rules. We had a round of Truths. Then Dares. I dared my friends stepsister to flash her boobs. SHE DID!. Real boobs. It was magical. I got dared to strip naked. All the way naked. I did very reluctantly. I had a boner and out of nowhere the stepsister touches it and instant launch. It was awful. There were screams of “ewww” and gross. She shoved me and I fell backwards. It wasn’t a good ending to what could have been a spectacular evening.
A few years ago now my friends and I all decided to try and make jello shots for the
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