Rika wished she could disappear.
No — she wished she could rewind time, slap herself for ever sitting on Shin's lap, and save herself from the fiery hell she was burning in now.
Straddling him — her knees spread wide around his hips, her hands trembling at her sides, her chest heaving with every sharp, shallow breath — she couldn't pretend anymore.
She could feel it.
The thick, undeniable stiffness pressing up against her, snug against the thin barrier of her panties and pajama shorts.
Shin's cock.
Hard. Solid.
And pulsing slightly under her.
Every tiny shift of her hips sent a fresh wave of awareness crashing over her.
Every faint twitch from him made her thighs tense uncontrollably.
And the worst part?
The absolute worst part?
Her own body was reacting.
A shameful, hot ache bloomed low in her belly, a sinful throbbing that made her thighs squeeze tighter around him.
No no no no no!! she screamed inside, mortified beyond words.
But she was trapped — pinned by the stupid rules of the stupid game, with the stupid bottle spinning in endless cruelty.
And once again — once again — it landed squarely on her previous position.
There was a beat of silence.
And then Ai and Yuki burst into fresh peals of laughter.
"Oh my god! Again?!" Ai cried, tears sparkling in her eyes.
"Poor Rika~," Yuki teased, leaning back on his hands. "Fate is just not on your side tonight."
Shin said nothing — just watched her with a gaze that was growing more and more unreadable by the second.
Rika wanted to melt into the floor.
"...Truth or dare, Rika~?" Ai sing-songed, twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers.
Rika squeezed her eyes shut.
There was no safe choice anymore.
But at least with a dare, she wouldn't have to confess anything humiliating from inside her heart.
"...Dare," she croaked.
Ai's eyes lit up like stars.
"Okay!" she chirped. "Then we dare you... to grind your hips on Onii-chan for ten seconds!"
The room fell utterly silent.
Rika's heart stopped.
Yuki choked on his own spit, coughing into his hand.
Shin stiffened under her — she could feel it — the subtle tightening of his hands where they still rested lightly at her waist, the sharp intake of his breath.
Rika's face burned so hot, she was certain steam must be rising off her skin.
"I-I-I can't—!!" she stammered, looking at Ai with wild, pleading eyes.
Ai only smiled sweetly, folding her hands under her chin.
"A dare is a dare," she said, all innocence.
Rika whimpered.
Slowly — mortifyingly — she shifted her hips.
The first motion was tiny. Barely a brush.
But even that small movement made her feel everything.
The hard, hot pressure against her most sensitive place.
The delicious friction that made her thighs clench helplessly.
Her breath hitched.
A shudder ran up Shin's body — subtle, but real.
He said nothing, letting her move, his hands steady but gentle on her waist as if bracing her.
Rika bit her lip hard, tears stinging at the corners of her eyes as she slowly, shamefully ground herself against him.
One.
Two.
Three.
Each slow, deliberate roll of her hips made her heart pound faster.
Each drag of her covered slit across his hardness sent sparks shooting through her body.
By the fifth second, she was trembling.
By the eighth, her panties were damp, a humiliating wetness soaking through, sticking against him in a way that made her want to scream.
Ten seconds.
An eternity.
Finally, Ai clapped her hands.
"Okay! Time's up!" she chirped.
Rika practically collapsed against Shin's chest, burying her burning face against him, shaking from head to toe.
Shin said nothing.
Did nothing.
But she could feel him — the steady, tense throb of his arousal trapped between them, the way his breathing had deepened ever so slightly.
She wanted to die.
She wanted to cry.
She wanted to kill Ai.
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The bottle spun again.
Rika didn't even hope anymore.
Of course, it pointed at her.
Yuki laughed so hard he fell backward onto the carpet.
"Truth or dare?" Ai asked sweetly.
Rika whimpered into Shin's chest.
"...T-Truth," she mumbled.
"Okay then!" Yuki said eagerly, sitting back up. "Here's your question..."
He leaned in dramatically.
"If you had to let Onii-chan touch you anywhere right now — ANYWHERE — where would it be?"
Rika let out a strangled sound.
"I—! I—!" she squeaked.
The image sprang into her mind immediately — unbidden, unwanted — Shin's hands sliding under her skirt, pushing her panties aside, touching her aching, needy slit until she melted into his arms.
She shook her head violently, trying to banish the thought.
But it was too late.
Her body was already reacting, a fresh wave of heat flooding her core.
"I-I don't know!" she blurted, desperate.
Ai only smiled, her eyes glinting.
"You have to answer properly, Rika~," she said.
Rika gulped.
Slowly, miserably, she whispered, "M-My... my thighs..."
A blatant lie.
But it was the safest answer she could manage without crumbling into dust.
Ai and Yuki exchanged knowing looks but let it slide.
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The bottle spun again.
Rika closed her eyes.
Pointed at her.
Of course.
"Truth or dare?" Ai asked, practically vibrating with joy.
"...Dare," Rika croaked.
Ai clapped her hands.
"Then we dare you... to pull your pajama shorts and show Onii-chan your panties for five seconds!"
Rika almost screamed.
"WHAT?!"
"You heard me," Ai said, grinning evilly. "Nice and slow~."
Shin made a low sound in his throat — a cough, maybe — but otherwise didn't move.
Rika's hands trembled violently as she reached down.
Slowly, shamefully, she pulled the waist band of her pajama shorts, revealing her trembling thighs... and the soaked, clinging fabric of her panties stretched tight over her mound.
Shin's eyes darkened.
She saw it — the brief flicker, the subtle flare of his nostrils, the tightening of his jaw.
For five agonizing seconds, she let him look.
Then she slowly let the waist band go with a squeak, covering herself and shivering like a leaf.
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The bottle spun.
And spun.
And spun.
Always landing on her.
Each truth, each dare, stripping away another piece of her defenses, leaving her raw and trembling and achingly, dangerously aware of the man beneath her.
She didn't know how much more she could take.
Didn't know how long she could sit here, soaked and throbbing, feeling every hot inch of his cock grinding against her with every tiny breath.
But Ai and Yuki weren't done.
Not yet.
Not by a long shot.
And Rika's endless punishment continued.
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END OF CHAPTER : 75 : TRUTH OR DARE : PART : 5
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