Ever been the ‘victim’ of a dare?
Hi. first post. Wasn’t sure it fitted anywhere else.
Does anyone have stories of when they were the victim/beneficiary of what was clearly a dare?
This happened to me last weekend and I thought it was good material for me to dip my toes into this forum.
I was out with a mate after work in London on Friday and as he lives in zone 2 I took him up on the offer of staying on his sofa so we could extend the night without me having to trek all the way out to Watford to get home. I’ve done this a few times before, and his wife is easy going and doesn’t appear to mind waking up to me on her sofa every once in a while.
Anyway this particular time the Friday night all went as it had done before - we get to his flat and almost immediately he goes to bed and I crash under a blanket on his sofa.
The next morning I woke first and nursed a hangover while watching the GB v PNG rugby league match from about 7am on my phone. Normally I leave quite quickly as my mate usually stays in bed and more often than not I leave with just a text message to say bye/thanks and I show myself out.
This time was different, Phil was up and in the living room with me before 7:30 and was quite chatty. He said his hangover was so bad that he needed to get up to eat something. We went into the kitchen and he was making me a coffee before I headed off.
While drinking my coffee his wife comes in, clearly just out of the shower, wrapped in a towel. She apologises and says she didn’t know I’d stayed the night. I thought that was a bit odd - although not a regular thing I was surprised that she thought it unusual that I’d stayed over after a skinful of beer with her husband. I’ve probably done it about 5 or 6 times previously. Anyway, I didn’t think too much of it. I’d never seen her like this before but she was modestly covered - a massive bath sheet wrapped right under her armpits and going below the knee. Phil offers to make her a coffee and she says yes and we’re chatting for 5 or 10 minutes about plans for the day.
Then it happens. The towel drop. So corny and obvious in hindsight but I didn’t see it coming. Somehow it came loose and she wasn’t very good at it because, as she ‘pretended’ to try catch it, she was too successful at first and she kind of stopped the reveal before it happened if that makes sense. But she then feigned a further fumble and it dropped to the floor. It was clearly staged from the unnatural fall but the biggest give away was the recovery. Rather than crouch and cover from that position she stood up straight and pulled the towel round her back before wrapping it over the front. Al the time while facing me and Phil. It was obviously a dare and to be honest she was not very good at hiding it! I managed to get a decent view of her tits - big, I’m guessing 32/34 D. Her areolas were enormous (I’d been told previously by Phil that they were). They covered the whole of the end of her tit -prob 5/6 inches wide with nips that were also wide but barely protruded from the areola (like mini areolas really). Her fanny was very tidy. All tucked in with a very neat landing strip. Quite an old fashioned look really but it was top drawer. Anyway she apologised and left the room.
Phil was laughing his cock off and went after her to ‘see if she was ok’. I have absolutely no doubt that was staged for Phil’s benefit but I have no problem at awith that!
Anyone got anything similar?
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