"Fuck you," Archie laughed and threw a pillow at me. "I'm not going to run around the square naked." I pouted: "But you are the one who chose the dare!". Archie smiled and drank a bit of pina colada: "I’ll do it later. Truth or action? Please, stop choosing the truth. " I finished my cocktail and shook my head. Let it be dare. Archie poured the remains of his cocktail on his collarbones and they poured over his muscular chest to the torso. He beckoned me with a finger: "Lick it off." I rolled my eyes: "Easy." He drew me to him by my hand and put me on my knees. After putting my hair behind my back, I held my tongue from his shoulder to the leather belt, leaving a sweet sticky trace. Archie shuddered and leaned forward, but I stopped him with a slight push of my arm. "You need to shower, I am not going to lick any further." Archie laughed and headed to the bathroom. "My dare is for you to come with me." After some hesitation, I got up and followed him. No matter how much I wanted to see Archie naked, I did not want to get wet. I sat down on the washing machine and waited. " “With” me doesn’t mean just sitting there, but taking a shower like normal people," Archie screamed and, pushing the curtain aside, pulled me from my throne straight into the tub.

"Are you crazy?", I exclaimed, feeling the white blouse sticking to my chest, but Archie stopped my indignation with a kiss. With a light movement of his fingers, he unbuttoned my shirt and began caressing my boobs. I moaned, clutching his leg with mine. For some reason, his nakedness did not bother me, it seemed that it was meant to be so: Archie and I are under a cool shower on a hot summer night. Archie pressed me to the wall and sat me on his hips. I felt his hard dick through my thin panties and his intermittent breath on my neck. I held my tongue over the lobe of his ear, sucking it while Archie was playing with my breasts. I stroked his press and chest with my hands, occasionally sinking to his hips. His hand slid smoothly down to my pussy, stroking it. I felt so good that I gradually started pressing my pussy on them, kissing Archie more passionately, while his smile expanded. He pushed a thin cloth aside and entered me. I uttered a cry of surprise, as his cock entered me full length. Archie growled and bit my shoulder, grabbing my butt and adjusting the tempo. Holding on to his back, I helped him to catch the right rhythm, feeling every inch inside me and licking cool drops off his collarbones. The cold water contrasted with the heat, which intensified with every thrust. Suddenly Archie put me down on the floor, kneeling and winking at me. I threw my leg over his shoulder and ran my hands into his hair. Archie’s hot tongue and breath gave me incredible pleasure, this time I was the one controlling all the movements, riding his face and sinking down on his tongue. I moved my hips quickly, then slowly, until I was swept up by an orgasm. "Egoist", Archie slapped me on my thigh and we swapped positions. I licked his cock until the cold shower drops on my face blended with his hot cum. I slid my tongue around my lips and lapped it all. I looked into Archie's eyes and, frowning, muttered: "I will never ever play truth or dare with you anymore."