Dirty Talks

"What do you want to dooooo?” Ashton slurred, finishing off the last of the Jack and setting it amongstthe other beer bottles on the table.

"Truth or dare?" Y/b/f suggested, biting her lip and raising get eyebrows.

"Two girls, four boys, truth or dare?" Michael laughed, moving from his spot on the couch to the floor. "I don’t know if I like these odds."

"Shut up, let’s do it," Calum laughed, sitting down as well. Luke joined hesitantly, and eventually we made a circle in the middle of the hotel living room.

Calum grabbed an empty beer bottle and set out in the middle. “I’ll go first,” He smirked, giving it a spin. It landed on y/b/f.

"Truth." She said immediately, which was funny because she had suggested it. Not quiet drunk enough, I supposed, because she grabbed an unopened bottle of Captain Morgan and took a swig.

"Ever hooked up with anyone in the room?" Luke asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Yes," She replied, not looking away from Calum.

He countered with, “Who?”

“Ashton,” She admitted confidently. Ashton though, had a very red face and embarrassed smile.

She winked at him, “Sorry to kiss and tell.” Then she spun the bottle. It landed on Luke.

"Dare."

"Really?" She asked, amused, taking another drink. "Fine, let me give you head."

"What?" He and Ashton both gasped.

"You heard me," She nodded. You want forfeit? Gonna bitch out, Lukey?” Maybe she was drunk enough.

"Not a chance," He said, straightening his posture.

They stayed in the circle, just turned away. Luke stood up and y/b/f got on her knees, unzipping his pants with a sexy smile. None of us would admit it later, but we all watched as she bobbed her head, listening to get little gags as she took him fully in her mouth. At first, Luke was quiet and uncomfortable because we were all right there. Then y/b/f started doing it just right, and Luke leaned his head back and let out a moan. We watched as his knees shook and y/b/f swallowed, wiping her mouth and returning to the circle.

Luke regained his composure, say back down, and spun the bottle. It landed on Michael. “Dare,” He nodded.

"I dare you to finger y/n until the bottle lands on you again," Luke replied. "If it’s okay with her, of course."

Michael looked at me for an okay and my smile gave him just that. “Right here?” I asked.
"Right here," Luke nodded.

Michael pulled me into his lap, resting his chin on my shoulder and sliding his hand down the front of my jeans. If I wasn’t wet already, Michael slowly rubbing my clit with his thumb and dipping index finger into me had me pooling.

Michael reached his other hand to spin the bottle and it landed on Ashton. “Truth or dare, dude?” Michael asked, quickening his pace. I let out a whimper, trying to ignore everyone suppressing laughs at me.

"Dare," Ash decided, sounding unsure.

Michael curled his finger inside me, causing me to arch my back and bite my lip. His breath on my neck wasn’t helping. “I dare you to do body shots off of y/b/f.”

In a second, she was laid back on the floor, in nothing but her underwear. Luke had poured Captain in various places. Between her boobs, in her belly button, in the dips of her hips. It wasn’t a margarita, but there was a lime waiting in her mouth anyway.

Ashton started at her boobs, and I could hear the slurping sounds he was making, and her giggles as he got to get hips, but I wasn’t looking.

Michael had decided it was time to finish me off, kissing at my neck as he rubbed my clit hard with his thumb, dipping two fingers in and out of me. He found my g-spot, setting me over the edge. I moaned his name and when I opened my eyes, everyone was looking at me as the bottle pointed in my direction.

"Oh," I gulped, trying to regain my composure as I moved away from Michael. He stuck his fingers in his mouth, sucked them clean, and wiped then on his jeans. I chose truth.

“Okay,” Ash nodded. “Is it true you got drunk at the Christmas party last year and slept with Luke’s brother?”

"Yes," I winced, waiting for Luke to throw a bottle at me.

"Moving on, spin the bottle," Luke spat, so I did. It landed on Calum.

"Truth," He gulped.

"Are you hard because you watched me cum?" I asked innocently.

"Maybe," He replied, looking down. "Yes."

"Thought so," I grinned, spinning the bottle. It landed on y/b/f again, and he rolled his eyes.

"Truth or dare?" I asked, bringing a bottle to my lips.

"Truth," She said again.

"Ever faked an orgasm?"

“Ahh..” She seemed stuck on that one, looking at the ground. “Yeah..”

"With who?" Luke asked.

"It isn’t important," She shrugged. "Who’s next?"

"Whoa, no," Michael laughed. "You can’t just tell a half truth."

“Ashton,” She said quickly, spinning the bottle.

Ashton grabbed the bottle with such a rough grip that I thought it would shatter in his hand. It was pointed straight at him. He barked, “Dare.”

"You cheated," She flushed. "Spin it again."

"I said dare," He grunted. "Dare me to make up for it."

“Ashton, you were drunk,” She sighed. “It’s fine that you didn’t—”

"Dare me."

"Fine, Ash, but you’re drunk again," She rolled her eyes, standing up. "I’m not faking again."

"I know you’re not," He replied deviously.

They didn’t even leave the room— just went behind the couch. Y/b/f laid on her back and Ashton was on his knees. He pulled off her jeans and tossed them across the room. “Seriously?” I heard her say.

We kept going with the game.

Since Ashton was a bit preoccupied, (mostly with his tongue, but I’m sure his hands were busy, too) so Luke spun the bottle. It landed on Calum, and as soon as he opened his mouth to choose truth or dare, a quiet moan came from behind the couch. None of us said anything. Y/b/f started getting louder and louder, and eventually she was crying out Ashton's name.

Moments later, Ashton stood up and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. He walked across the room, grabbed her jeans, and she stood up, hidden behind the couch. “We’re done playing, gonna hit the sheets,” She said, her face red. They both went to Ashton's room.

"Right, I’m done too," Luke blinked.

"Same," Calum nodded, getting up and walking off, the bulge in his jeans just as prominent as when I had pointed it out.

When Luke and Michael left, I sat on the couch and searched around for the remote. Before I’d even found it, Calum peeked out of his room. From what I could see, he’d already gotten undressed. He let out a small chuckle and asked, “Want to help me with something?”

Notes

Here is this one! Also don't forget that I got a story coming out soon