Me: We do. I’m lucky to have them all.
Me: Truth or Dare?
Mina: Truth.
I hesitate for a moment. I could ask her something about her family, but I had already dug a little tonight. I’d rather turn this conversation into something a little more… enjoyable.
Me: What would you think if I tried to kiss you?
Holding my breath, I anxiously wait for her answer.
Mina: I think I would like that. Truth or dare?
I smile at her response, replying quickly.
Me: Truth
Mina: Are you interested in me as more than a friend?
I’m surprised she feels comfortable enough to ask me that, but I’m so glad she did.
Me: So much more.
Me: T or d?
Mina: Truth
Me: Have you ever touched yourself before?
Mina: No…
I grin to myself. She is so innocent. Do I feel bad for potentially corrupting her? It’s not like I would ask her to do anything she didn’t want to do.
Mina: Truth or Dare?
Me: Truth.
Mina: When’s the last time you touched yourself?
I sigh in relief. If she’s asking that, then my question didn’tcross a line she isn’t comfortable with. Not only that, but knowing that she wanted to know my answer to that sends blood straight to my cock. Reaching into my sweatpants, I squeeze myself as I quickly start to harden.
Me: Right now.
Me: Truth or Dare, Mina.
Mina: Dare.
Bingo!
Me: I want you to slide your hand under your shirt and gently brush your finger over your nipple, back and forth. You have to keep doing that until I tell you to stop. Don’t forget, you can always choose truth if you don’t want to do it.
Mina: Alright… I’m doing it now.
Fuck… I groan as I start to stroke myself at the image of her doing that, wondering what she’s feeling.
Me: How does it feel?
Mina: It’s not your turn to ask. Truth or Dare?