Truth or Dare with an Ex

This is a true story, or as close to one as makes no difference. I had just got back from university (for you Americans that's what we brits call college) for the summer break to find that Lizzy, my one time girlfriend from when we were 15 was visiting my parents house.

This wasn't too much of a surprise - our mums were family friends and both of Lizzy's parents were also visiting. Mine and Lizzy's relationship was... awkward. When we'd dated we had both been immature and messing around for the first time. She has said I'd broken her heart when I split up with her (I hadn't) and I in turn said she'd broken mine when the friends with benefits situation-ship we then had had from the ages of 16-17 came to an end (she hadn't). We were both 21 by this point and had barely spoken a word to each other since we were 17.

Lizzy was tall for a girl, close to 5'9 and had long straight black hair; last I had seen her she had been in the habit of wearing it in one long pig-tail but now she had it loose - it came down to her waist, that was how long it was.

Aside from her hair she was decidedly average to look at: skinny and with the small ass and tits to match. It feels bad to say, but of the two of us I had been the one to glow up at university. I had started playing rugby and had both dropped weight and put on muscle. My hair was well trimmed, and I'd actually started to dress with some sense of style.

"Lizzy." I said upon finding her in my parents kitchen.

"Jake." She said in reply.

We said no more as both our parents greeted me and commented on how I'd changed since they'd last seen me. Eventually the attention moved on from my recent arrived status and our parents resumed the topic of conversation from before I'd got home. It was some bullshit to do with why the government was responsible for Lizzy's parents next door neighbours parking in front of their drive every day.

From a zoned out perspective I vaguely heard my dad say "people like your neighbours, Ann, should be shot". I stifled a laugh. The idea of my dad shooting any body was ludicrous.

My mum eyed me, noting my meagre input before saying, "Jake, you and Lizzy seem equally bored. Why don't you show her the rest of the house before we bore you to death."

In a resigned tone I agreed. It wasn't like I'd seen the house recently so it was going to be a relatively new tour for myself as well.

I groaned as I got up from the sofa I'd been reclining in. Lizzy also seemed annoyed at the prospect of alone time with me but said nothing.

It took barely anytime for me to show Lizzy the rest of the house - although there wasn't really any point: she'd seen it enough times when we were younger and still on talking terms. Eventually we ended up in my room. It was small and cramped and contained an equally small single bed, a wardrobe and a desk. A large window ran the length of one wall.

"So how's uni been?" Lizzy asked.

"Fine. You?"

"Equally fine." She replied.

I motioned to the door and the stairs that lay beyond, "time to go back down?"

Lizzy threw herself down onto my bed in an excessive display of annoyance. "I don't think I could survive another 10 minutes of our parents conversation." She moaned into my duvet.

I smiled, "I know, wanna hang here instead? We don't have to talk."

"Brilliant idea." She moaned again, still face down on my bed.

I slumped into my desk chair and pulled out my phone. Lizzy sat up and saw me start to browse Instagram. "Oh don't be boring Jake, let's actually talk."

"I have no idea what to talk to you about," I said bluntly.

"Then let's use a game to get over the awkwardness, stupid! How about truth or dare?"

I frowned. When we had been having on and off sex at the age of 16 and 17 we had occasionally played truth or dare via Snapchat whenever either of us couldn't fall asleep. It had almost always ended with one of us sending naked selfies to the other.

Lizzy noticed my expression. "Oh don't give me that, no phones so you can't exactly be dared into sending me a dick pic can you?"

"I guess." I said slowly. "Okay fine"

"Amazing!" She said, before pushing herself back against the wall that bordered my bed. She patted a spot next to her, "come and sit down then, I'm not talking to you from the other side of the room."

The room was tiny, but I did what she asked anyway. "Truth or dare?" I asked.

"Truth." Lizzy answered.

I thought for a second before asking, "you still unemployed?"

She batted my arm with her hand. "Yes." She said, slightly angrily.

"Truth." I didn't wait for her question.

She looked at me for a few seconds before asking, "you still dating that whore from uni?"

"No." I said morosely. Sarah had split up with me a month ago. I still wasn't over her.

"Grow up." Lizzy said, rolling her eyes. "Truth please."

"You still fucking that idiot Daniel?" I was annoyed at her.

"Noooo, his dick was way to small."

"Didn't need to know that." I muttered.

"Truth or dare?" Lizzy urged me.

"Truth." I Said again, there was no way I was saying dare just yet.

"What's your body count up to now?" Lizzy asked.

I frowned again. "What's with all the sexual questions, Lizzy?"

"Answer the question, Jake." Came her response.

"9."

Lizzy looked me up and down, "Oooohhh look at mr fuck boy over here."

"Like you haven't been spreading your legs since we ended things." I jibed her.

She held up a finger, "since I ended things, Jake, you don't get this anymore because of me not you - remember?" As she said 'this' Lizzy gestured to her body.

She was wearing a summer dress, one of those ones that's all loose and flowing. It was orange and finished at mid-thigh level showing off her long, pale legs. Truth be told i hadn't thought about her sexually in years, but still...

"Like I'd fuck you again." I laughed. Perhaps a bit too meanly.

A flash of anger clouded Lizzy's face. "Truth." She said.

"Okay..." I thought hard to think of one. Eventually I said, "Has Daniel really got a small dick?"

Lizzy smirked. "Yeah, not tiny but not big either. Don't worry," she slapped my knee, "you've got nothing to worry about."

"I wasn't worried." I said dryly. It was true, I wasn't massive, but my dick was long enough to always get remarked on.

"Truth or dare" she asked me.

I hesitated before saying, "dare."

Lizzy smiled then, the sort of smile I should've known meant evil thoughts were brewing in her brain. "Suck my big toe."

"What?" I said in shock.

"You heard me. I'll let you choose which foot."

I sat there for a while too grossed out to move.

Lizzy sighed and said, "think about what you'll be able to dare me to do Jake."

That made me move. I got off the bed and knelt down before her. She bounced her feet before my face. I peeled off the sock on her right foot, revealing well manicured toes painted blood red. That was a relief.

I lowered my moth to her big toe and hesitated. Then, without thinking, I moved forward and rapped my mouth around it. I sucked for a few seconds - it honestly wasn't that bad.

"Look up at me." Lizzy ordered.

I did, she was looking down at me with glee in her eyes, phone in hand taking a photo. I spat her toe out and yelled at her, "Lizzy what the actual fuck!"

"Oops," she giggled before hiding her phone behind her back. Guess you'll have to use my dare to make me delete that!"

I simmered but calmed enough to sit back down on the bed. "You're choosing dare then?"

"I am."

My mind raced. True, I could get her to delete the photo. But what else could I make her do? I smiled before saying, "I dare you to turn around and then flash your ass at me."

"What, Jake? Come on..."

"No moaning, just do it." I said.

She grumbled as she stood up, "you were meant to make me delete that photo."

"Ah well," I smiled.

Lizzy turned away from me and grabbed the bottom of her dress preparing to pull it up. As she did so I slipped out my phone and turned the camera on. She pulled her dress up quickly, revealing a red thong that covered none of her cheeks. I was too busy eyeing her I nearly forgot to film. Nearly.

She turned around to find me still starting at her lower half, phone in hand.

"Fuck you Jake." She snarled at me upon seeing it.

"Now you'll have to use my next dare to make me delete it." I mimicked her.

"Truth or dare?" She asked.

"Dare." I said. I was happy playing the game this way if she wanted to take us down this route.

"I dare you to lick my feet for a minute."

"What is it with you and feet today?" I said, but unlike last time I didn't argue and knelt down on the floor.

I went to the foot I had already stripped her sock from, clasped it in my hands and began to lick the sole.

I heard a rustle from above before Lizzy told me to look up. Expecting a phone I was proven wrong. Instead, Lizzy had her legs wide open so that I could see straight up her dress to where the red thong rested atop her pussy. The underwear wasn't quite big enough, and one flap was caught over the edge of the red material.

I kept licking though, all the whole staring up at her.

When a minute had elapsed I got up. "Your turn."

"Dare." Lizzy said.

"I dare you to kiss my arsehole for 30 seconds." I said. That would make her pay for having me lick her feet.

"Okay then." Lizzy said, taking it in her stride in a manner I had not expected.

"Wait what?" I said, stunned.

"Get those trousers off Jake, let's get it over with."

I turned around and pulled them down.

"And the boxers!" She called to me. Her voice came from my waist height. Clearly she was already ready.

I squirmed. The last minute's view had turned me on and my cock was throbbing hard against my boxers, print standing firm. I dragged them down, they caught on my dick as they went.

Lizzy grabbed my ass cheeks firmly and quickly, and then spread them wide before suddenly I felt her lips on my rectum.

In the 30 seconds I was shocked to learn she was clearly experienced at this. Her tongue flicked round the rim of my asshole. With seconds to go she ran one hand round the front of my waist and grabbed hold of my cock. She didn't do anything with it, just held onto it for the last few seconds.

When I told her she could stop she did, letting go of my cock and smacking her lips.

I turned, forgetting my dick was out to look at her with wide eyed astonishment.

She looked down, and took in my at attention cock. It pointed slightly upwards. She pointed down at it. "You can keep that out for your next dare."

"Which is?" I asked.

"I want you to jerk yourself off with one hand whilst I watch." She sat down on the bed and watched me expectantly.

Slowly I reached down and took my dick in hand. I began to masturbate in front of her, slowly at first.

"Spit on it." She told me.

I spat on my loose hand before massaging the head of my cock with my wet palm. I let out an involuntary moan as she watched me jerk off.

I sped up as she watched, her attention somehow turning me on even more. Moments before I was going to explode all over her, she told me to stop.

"Dare, please" Lizzy said.

I decided to try my luck. "Give me a blowjob."

"Happy to. Lie down on the bed."

I quickly stepped out from my trousers and boxers - they had been gathered at my feet - and leapt onto my bed.

Lizzy stood up and began to tie her hair up behind her head. The long locks cascaded together. She eyed me before telling me to take my top off as well. I did. I was completely naked; and she was missing only one sock.

She crawled onto the bed from the end opposite me and then suggestively moved over my legs. Reaching my cock she took it in one hand, before licking the tip with her long, pink tongue.

I shuddered.

Her tongue flicked all across my cock as she gradually took it deeper and deeper into her mouth. She had only just started and was already squirming, the sensation driving me into an ecstasy of frustration.

She began to move up and down with her head, my cock resting on her tongue, occasionally hitting the back of her throat. As she did so her hand jerked my cock up and down, in tempo with her mouth and head movements.

I let out a moan, probably too loud a moan. Lizzy continued and I bucked my hips up against her. My cock was rock solid and I could feel every minuscule part of her mouth that touched it.

"Ohhh fuck Lizzy..." I moaned aloud.

She stopped and hissed, "shut up Jake. Our parents are downstairs."

"I can't help it!" I whispered back.

She sat up from my cock, still stroking it in one hand. With the other, she reached down and pulled her thong off. It took a while as she had to manoeuvre each leg through them so that she could keep a hand on my throbbing cock.

She then reached up and stuffed the thong into my mouth. It was wet.

Then she returned her full attention to my dick. Bending down and consuming me.

The head of my cock felt like it was on fire, and with each full motion up and down I felt more and more like a ticking bomb.

I moaned into her wet, deliciously wet, thong - but it muffled my sounds of joy.

I squirmed against the bed beneath me before arching my hips up against Lizzy's mouth. She pushed down hard and forced me back into the bed. She kept sucking, her tongue dancing across the veins of my tongue, her mouth drenching it in saliva, her hand moving up and down in a rhythm that beat itself into my soul.

With a final, sudden explosive sensation I felt my dick release. Cum shot out of me into her mouth.

Slowly she stopped before looking at me. I lay beneath and before her, her thong in my mouth, tears of joy in my eyes. Lizzy swallowed and then smiled at me. One hand on my cock, she gave it a few, loose jerks before she said, "your turn next time, Jake."