I love morning coffee! Usually I have it as a treat after my swim. But today's coffee came first, as I had a dare to do - and coffee had a play in it. In this dare, some coffee shop sales clerk would see my bare nipple. I had no way of knowing whether this would be a cure girl or an old man, a prudish woman or a pimplish horny teenager; this could be a former or a current classmate, a neighbor, or even a family friend. That was the risk. I did know that this sales clerk would remember that day, and I...

Many people think that it is easy for people asking for dares to do them. I think that a true dare is supposed to push limits amd make one's heart pump harder.

So, please forgive my delay in doing the dares and sharing my experiences. For me, authenticity is important. For me many of the dares here are quite challenging, taking some time to build up to, plan, think through. Perhaps at a place where no one knows me, some of these requests would have been easier. But I do the dares at a...

Here is the report on the very first dare received on this thread. It was completed yesterday morning.

Perhaps to the disappointment of the darer and some of the other folks here, I chose a rather conservative cover-up. I wanted to take it easy on the first dare and to gauge reaction of others. Hence, I chose a long, dark satin t-shirt that would remain opaque even when wet, though it did little to conceal my nipples that unabashedly stuck out and rubbed against the shirt with evever movement...