Rika sat frozen, breathing hard, her whole body flushed with unbearable heat.
The room spun around her, the dim lights seeming to pulse in rhythm with her racing heart.
Every beat, every throb of her pulse, reminded her — she was straddling Shin.
His thick, hard cock pressed directly against her soaked panties, grinding hot against her most sensitive place.
Her panties were a soaked, clingy mess between them.
The bottle spun lazily once again.
She didn't need to look.
She already knew.
"Rika~!" Ai said cheerfully, her sing-song voice like the devil's own chime. "Truth or dare?"
Rika buried her face against Shin's chest, trembling.
There was no escape.
"...D-dare..." she croaked.
Ai and Yuki exchanged another wicked glance.
Yuki leaned forward, grinning like a cat with a trapped mouse.
"Then we dare you..." Ai dragged the words out, savoring every second. "...to grab Onii-chan's hands... and put them wherever you want on your body."
Rika's heart exploded in her chest.
She whimpered into Shin's shirt, fists curling tightly in the fabric.
No.
No, she couldn't.
She shouldn't.
But she had no choice.
Trembling, she lifted Shin's hands from where they rested awkwardly at his sides.
His hands — large, calloused, warm — hung heavy in hers, completely still, letting her guide him.
Slowly — like a prisoner walking toward her own execution — she moved them.
And placed them on her hips.
Her pajama covered hips.
Her pajama shorts and panties were the only barrier between their burning skin.
The moment Shin's hands settled there, his fingers twitched — just once — before tightening slightly, gripping her as if memorizing the shape of her.
Rika bit back a broken gasp.
The heat of his palms against her bare skin seared her.
Every nerve ending screamed.
She could feel everything — the pressure of his fingers digging into the softness of her hips, the tremble in his arms, the way his cock throbbed against her desperate, dripping core.
Ai giggled delightedly.
"Good girl~!" she sang.
Yuki leaned back, smiling wide. "She's such a pervert," he teased.
Rika wanted to die from shame.
But worse...
Deep down...
A part of her wanted more.
---
The bottle spun.
The world spun.
Rika.
Always Rika.
Yuki smiled almost sweetly.
"Truth or dare, Rika~?"
Rika whimpered against Shin's chest.
"...T-truth..." she sobbed.
Ai leaned forward, eyes gleaming.
"If you could have Onii-chan do one thing to you right now... without anyone knowing... what would it be?"
Rika's whole world tilted.
Images flooded her mind — filthy, desperate fantasies she could barely acknowledge.
His hands sliding up under her shirt, squeezing her breasts.
His mouth trailing hot kisses down her body.
His fingers slipping inside her, stroking her until she broke apart, crying his name—
"I-I...I d-don't know...!" she gasped, trembling.
Yuki laughed.
"Come on, Rika~," he teased. "You have to answer properly!"
Rika squeezed her eyes shut.
Tears leaked out.
She couldn't say it.
She couldn't.
"...Maybe...h-hold me tighter..." she whispered, voice so broken it was almost inaudible.
Another coward's escape.
But Ai and Yuki only giggled and let it go.
For now.
---
The room was heavy with tension, thick enough to choke on.
Rika clung to Shin's shirt with trembling fingers, trying to steady her breathing. Her entire body was burning.
The soft, loose fabric of Ai's pajamas clung to her curves, her hard nipples poking against the thin cloth, her soaked panties pressing tight between her legs, molded to the aching heat of her core.
And underneath her...
Shin's cock throbbed hard and heavy against her, a constant reminder of just how deeply, devastatingly real this situation was.
Every tiny shift of her hips rubbed her aching pussy against him, making her gasp and tremble, her thighs clenching tighter around him without thinking.
She had never felt anything so intense in her life.
And it wasn't going to stop.
The bottle spun again lazily.
Barely a spin at all.
And pointed, inevitably, at her.
---
Ai leaned forward, her mischievous smile so wide it almost split her face.
"Rika~" she sang. "Truth or dare?"
Rika whimpered against Shin's chest.
Her body throbbed with a confused, overwhelming need she couldn't understand — half terror, half unbearable, shameful pleasure.
"...D-dare..." she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut.
Ai clapped her hands.
---
The bottle spun again.
Rika.
Of course.
"Truth or dare, Rika~?" Ai asked sweetly.
Rika hiccupped.
"...T-truth..." she sobbed.
Yuki leaned forward eagerly.
"Have you ever touched yourself while thinking about someone in this room?"
Rika's eyes flew wide open.
Her breath hitched.
She shook her head wildly.
"No! I— I n-never—!" she gasped.
Ai leaned closer, grinning.
"That's not an answer, Rika~."
Rika buried her burning face in Shin's chest.
Her heart was beating so hard it hurt.
She couldn't lie.
She couldn't.
But she couldn't tell the truth either.
Because the answer was yes.
And it wasn't Shin.
It was Ai.
Ai's sweet voice, her beautiful body, her soft hands — Rika had fantasized shamelessly about her best friend so many times she'd lost count.
But if she said "yes," they would think she meant Shin.
And that would be unbearable.
Tears leaked from her eyes.
"...Y-yes..." she whispered finally.
The room exploded with teasing laughter and cheers.
Rika sobbed harder against Shin's chest, humiliated beyond words.
And the worst part?
She could feel Shin's cock twitch harder against her dripping core.
---
The bottle spun.
Still Rika.
She was trapped in an endless nightmare of shame and heat.
"Dare again~?" Ai sang.
"...D-dare..." Rika whispered hoarsely.
Ai grinned wickedly.
"Then we dare you... to let Onii-chan touch you. Anywhere he wants. For one full minute."
Rika's breath stopped.
She jerked upright, staring wide-eyed at Ai.
"No...!" she gasped.
"You have to," Ai said cheerfully. "Rules are rules."
Rika whimpered.
Slowly, she let her hands fall away from Shin.
She sat back on his lap, straddling him fully, her soaked panties pressing hard against his throbbing cock.
And she waited.
Shin's hands trembled at his sides.
Seconds ticked by like years.
Then, slowly, carefully, he moved.
His hands slid up her sides — warm, shaking — and cupped her waist again.
Higher.
His fingers brushed the underside of her breasts through the thin pajama top, making her arch her back with a broken gasp.
Higher still.
His thumbs grazed the hard, aching tips of her nipples through the fabric, making her whimper helplessly.
Shin's breathing was ragged now, hot against her neck.
One minute.
An eternity.
When he finally pulled away, Rika was left panting, trembling, soaked between her legs and aching desperately for something she couldn't even name.
---
The bottle spun.
Rika.
Again.
"Truth, please..." she whispered brokenly.
Ai leaned forward, grinning wide.
"If you could have one person in this room do anything you wanted, without anyone else knowing... who would it be, and what would you want?"
Rika sobbed against Shin's chest.
She couldn't answer.
She couldn't.
The real answer — Ai, kissing her, touching her — was impossible.
And if she said Shin, it would only make everything worse.
So she lied.
"...I-I d-don't know..." she whispered.
"Not good enough~," Yuki said, laughing.
Rika squeezed her eyes shut.
"...O-Onii-San..." she whispered hoarsely. "J-just...hug me..."
It was a coward's answer.
A pathetic, broken lie.
But they let it slide.
And Shin's arms wrapped around her tightly, holding her close.
Her heart shattered in her chest.
---
The bottle spun.
Slowed.
Rika.
"dare~?!" Ai sang.
Rika nodded.
"We dare you to...grind against Onii-chan, again.But this time... Say his name."
Rika's soul left her body.
She shook her head wildly.
"No...n-no...!" she gasped.
"You have to," Ai said sweetly.
Tears streamed down Rika's cheeks.
But she obeyed.
She started moving — slow, desperate, obscene circles of her hips against Shin's thick, throbbing cock.
The wet sounds of her soaked panties dragging over his jeans filled the room again.
She sobbed into his chest.
And whispered, brokenly:
"...O-Onii-San..."
She felt Shin shudder beneath her.
Felt his cock throb so hard it aO-Onii-t.
Felt her own body respond — dripping, grinding, aching — like an animal in heat.
Again.
"...O-Onii-San..."
Her whole world collapsed.
---
The bottle spun.
Rika.
Ai leaned forward, her eyes shining.
"Rika~! Truth!"
Rika nodded weakly, too broken to resist.
Ai smiled sweetly.
"Would you rather be kissed by Onii-chan...or kissed by Yuki-San?"
Rika's heart stopped.
She sobbed harder.
Neither.
She wanted Ai.
Only Ai.
But she couldn't say that.
"...O-Onii-San..." she whispered finally.
The room exploded with teasing laughter.
Shin's arms tightened around her, trembling.
And Rika knew.
She had fallen completely.
Utterly.
Devastatingly.
Into the deepest hell she had ever known.
And there was no way out.
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END OF CHAPTER : 77 : PART : 7
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