2 comments/ 82837 views/ 7 favorites Dare #01 By: carmen_has36 Dare #1. Carmen had arrived on campus full of energy and wonder. She wanted new experiences & to be with the In Crowd enjoying the best that college life had to offer. Rush had not started, but she wanted to rush a sorority and was curious if she could fit in. As college students often do, she gravitated to friends who seemed to share her lust for adventure & fun. As they sat around outside sipping wine coolers considering how to party this night, the group of 8 was sharing tales, stories & 'lies' Carmen was sure! One of the girls, Sharon, seemed to hit it off with her marvelously. When a story was told it was NEVER Carmen or Sharon who said 'OMG I would never do that!!!!!!' Rather they laughed and smiled at each other as if to say 'Hell yes I would try that once!' without saying a word. The wine loosened tongues and melted inhibitions amongst the eight who began talking about going downtown until one of the girls got a text about a frat party. Unanimously agreed they would go as soon as they changed clothes, of course. Sharon's room was closer than Carmen's & Sharon insisted her closet & drawers were open to Carmen so off they went to Sharon's room. Carmen chose a mint green mini halter sundress after trying on a few others. Sharon went with a powder blue short tee top & denim mini skirt. Carmen asked if Sharon had a halter bra but was out of luck. "Freak it then! I don't need one anyhow." Sharon looks at her in amazement... 'My God girl your tits are huge compared to mine and you aren't wearing a bra?' "Sharon you don't have a bra that will fit with this so you yourself must not wear one! I am not going out with tacky bra straps, besides I will be more comfy without." So Sharon rethinks her outfit & says, "Well if you have to go without then so will I sister!" The Eight meet up in the lobby looking like a group of hot co-eds on the prowl. Outfits ranged from skimpy to slutty to sexy to "OMG"... there was nary a conservative outfit anywhere to be seen. As they walked to the party's house Denise started to hang with them partly because she was a little shy & partly because she sensed these two knew how to party & the wine made her want to be a little wild. Denise's outfit was almost a contradiction, a cleavage baring bra top & below the knee skirt. "Denise you are going to turn some guys on with those tits of yours hanging out girl!" She looks at Carmen and replies, " I am wearing a bra! Not like you GF... look who's showing her tits a-bouncin'!" laughing. Once at the party Carmen asks Sharon if she is up for a dare. Sharon says hell yes... but what dare? "Get a guy hard without touching him & to prove it you have to bring him to me & he has to let me check." Sharon gives Carmen a smile & says wait right here you slut! Denise asks Carmen if she has ever done that herself. Carmen says 'Nope but I knew Sharon would be willing to try!' Denise laughs and asks "Do you have a dare for me?" Carmen pushes Denise away, asks her to turn around & tells her "Yea ok I got one for you, if you think you can handle it! Let's go see how Sharon is doing first OKAY?" They find Sharon flirting with a hunk of a guy. "Denise you talk to this cave man while I take Sharon to the ladies' room." He looks shocked but happy once his eyes look down Denise's bra top. Sharon asks what the heck while being dragged by Carmen. Sharon is taken back when Carmen pinches Sharon's nipples! "Carmen what the fuck are you doing? Jesus girl I don't swing with girls a lot so geeze!" Carmen tells Sharon that her stiff nipples will get a guy hard faster than anything and proceeds to pinch her nipples again. "It's the bra, covers up the nips... Take it off so we can see your titties!" The wine let Sharon comply under protest but stuffed her bra into her purse. Then she grabs Sharon's hand and drags her back to the guy. Denise has kept him occupied & Sharon's newly stiff nipples grabbed his attention as soon as she walked up. Sharon tells Carmen she thinks he is ready. He asks 'Ready for what?' Sharon whispers in his ear and a surprised smile widens across his face. Carmen asks him if he wants Sharon to win her dare as he holds up his arms and thrusts his hips forward. Carmen moves close to him and while staring into his eyes asks him 'Boxers or briefs?' as she slips her hand up his leg beneath his shorts. She grabs his cock & looking at Sharon announces, "Briefs & he indeed is HARD! You won the dare girlfriend, he is all yours now!" After a few strokes Carmen pulls Sharon's hand to replace hers under his shorts. He just smiles wide & Sharon laughs! Carmen turns Denise around and pulls up her skirt in the back, to which Denise starts to pull away "What the heck are you doing? My panties will show you slut!!" Carmen tells her she to shush & that she is going to tuck the hem of her skirt into her waistband. Denise has had enough wine to not resist. "To complete the dare, Denise you must ask 10 guys 'what is hotter my tits or my ass?' If you do it then you can dare me to do ANYTHING, deal?" Denise agrees and in her drunken state gets to the third guy & is soon making out with him. Carmen is taken back when a guy stops her putting his hands on her shoulders. "Truth or dare... Are you wearing a bra?" Carmen starts to turn but is stopped. "Tell me the truth or prepare to prove it!" She begins to laugh & responds, "Well yes of course I am wearing a bra. What kind of girl do you think I am anyhow?" She then turns around to meet her pestering guy. He is a whole foot taller than she & solidly built, the way she likes her men. He tells her he does not believe her and that she has to prove it. Carmen puts her hands up above her head and tells him to give her a body search if he wants. He reaches behind her and runs his hand up her back. "No bra strap, no bra." She asks if he is sure... urging him to feel her more closely. He cups her left breast with his hand, lifting it while letting her nipple glide between his fingers. "Satisfied yet?" she asks. "Girl I definitely need to SEE better proof." Playing along, Carmen says "Just what kind of girl shows her tits to a guy @ a party? A girl like me!" laughing. Sharon took her guy upstairs and jacked him off till he came in her hand. Figured he was one and done then went home with another guy who didn't cum in her hand but in her... Denise never gets past #3, never pulls her skirt down and wonders the next morning if #4 would have cum twice. Carmen showed her guy she didn't like wearing panties either. He dared her not to put on any clothes till Sunday afternoon and Carmen dared him he could not cum one more time. They both won the dares. Even when his roommates came home and he had hid her clothes she still never dressed! It was awkward but she was a girl of her word & made him own up to his word too. As the 'sisters three' share Sunday evening wine and stories of their after-parties; all three conspire to 'dare' another weekend!! Carmen shows interest in Sharon's 1st guy who was exceptionally hung, she knew 'first hand'! Sharon offered to trade #s since Carmen's guy was a multi-cummer, something Denise wanted too. To which Denise says "Oh yea I get to dare you now Carmen." She is reminded that the dare was for 10 guys to be asked & Denise didn't get beyond 3. "Yea but he was soooooo cute & I was pretty horny by then." Carmen: "Next party Denise you gotta wear a thong... or nuttin girl." Sharon announces she hates bras for party attire & can't wait to do it again. Can't wait for Dare #2 can you? Wonder how many weights can be clipped to a skirt? Dare 01 DARE ONE Julie drew her silver sedan into the kerb and parked it just around the corner from the bank. She flipped down the mirror in the sun visor to check her hair, brushing the light brown strands to the side absent mindedly. She took a deep breath and gathered her courage before snapping the door open and stepping out. She was nervous, no doubt about it. She got out of the car and locked it, then brushed her smart light grey skirt (it matched the jacket) and patted it at the hem just above her knees. God, she was nervous. She very nearly got back in the car and drove off but she didn't and instead tore herself from the spot she seemed rooted to and headed out of the street and onto the main street towards the bank. It was lunchtime and the street was busy, at least Julie was on her lunch hour so she didn't have to worry about being caught not working (she was a travelling sales rep with a well known soft drinks manufacturer) , that would have only made her even more nervous. She tried to gather her wits and courage as she walked up the street, her high heels clacking noisily on the pavement. She stepped up the three stone steps to the bank and it's glass doors slid inwards automatically and she stepped into her future. God, it was busy. As he had said it would be. There were three tellers at the counter each serving a customer and a line with at least ten people in it. Over at the far side there were four people in comfortable chairs awaiting appointments with bank officials. Any one of the people in the large room could be the Daremaster. It had seemed such a stupid name seven days ago when he had contacted her on the adult web site she was listed on, her ad: "Kinky 31 year old singleton seeks dominating male for online and real time fun. Willing to try anything at least once. Go on dare me!" She glanced around the bank, he could be any of them. She joined the queue and waited for it to shuffle slowly forward. There were nine people in the queue before her. Julie had always been a flirt and totally outrageous, even as a child. Being at school only solidified that and she very quickly tired of steady relationships with 'boring' guys who did not excite her. But she excited them alright, her good looks and amazing figure and sexual appetite meant she left a trail of broken men behind her when her relationships (usually of between a week and a month long, just enough that Julie could experience all they had in the bedroom) inevitably broke up. And her tastes got more extreme as time went on and she experienced more and more extreme situations. She always wanted something new, something stimulating, something that would excite and thrill her. And she could not deny this was thrilling, and not a little scary. And as he had said on his message just last night, this was just the first test, if she could meet his dare then things would get wilder very quickly. She resisted the urge to rub her wet pussy through the thin fabric of her skirt, knowing that would be fatal with how she felt right now. There were now six people in the queue in front of her. She better start readying herself. From his very first reply Julie had got a feeling that this guys was different, that he knew exactly what flipped her switches and turned her on. He was aloof, arrogant and demanding in his e-mails, insisting that she perform a number of tasks before he would even deign to speak with her. What tasks? She asked and they both knew she was intrigued. He made it clear to Julie that he would not see her or even speak to her without her first proving that she was worth the time and effort though a series of kinky tasks. They would 'test, excite and humiliate' her in equal measures he claimed. Was she up for that? She was though it took a little soul searching to confirm that to her mystery writer cum challenger, there was just something about him and his missives that told her he was the real deal and likely to follow up on his promises. She had played with herself even as she pressed the send button telling him she was up for anything he could think of. There were now five people in the queue ahead of Julie. When she had first read his 'dare' she had been astonished and had immediately written him a message back basically telling him to get lost but she never sent it. The more she thought about it the more she got turned on and the prospect of doing even more extreme things was an even bigger incentive and instead of rejecting the dare after much soul searching (and playing with her pussy) she accepted the dare. The instructions had been so specific, so detailed that felt sure he must be arranging to watch her and she had felt she would immediately recognise who it was but faced with a busy room she was hopelessly lost in that regard. Then she was startled from her thoughts, a big jump forward as two people left the queue and headed to free tellers. Very suddenly Julie was the third person from the front of the queue. Julie bit her lower lip, it was time, now or never. She parted her legs slightly, feeling a little cool air rush up her skirt to her shaved pussy (as instructed she wore no panties) then began to strain. For a moment it looked like she had taken stage fright but then, all at once the piss came and she began to piss herself in this most public of places! She felt the warm liquid spread down her shapely thighs, making the lower edges of her light grey skirt streak darkly and damply as it went. From there it fell vertically to the light carpet and to Julie, at least, it sounded like thunder as her piss hit the floor from that height. She had not peed all day as per his instructions. She felt an immense wave of relief pass through her stomach and bladder coupled with an even stronger feeling of shame and embarrassment at what she was doing. The dark stain between her feet got bigger and bigger and slowly some of the people in the bank grew aware of what was happening (though not that it was on purpose, only that a smartly dressed, sexy young woman was pissing her pants beside them). Julie did not know where to look and flushed with embarrassment wanted to rush for the door but needed desperately to squeeze the last of the piss out so she stood there and continued as the realisation spread through the bank. At last the flow came to a dripping halt and Julie stood transfixed for a moment looking at the spreading dark stain at her feet. She could not bring herself to look up into anyone's face or meet their gaze. She fled the scene forthwith to the sound of tutting and murmured whispers and disgusted glances at her as she headed for the door. Once back out onto the sunlit street Julie fairly hurried back to her car, and not just because of the suspect dark stain all over her light skirt and the unpleasant aroma emanating from that area, no she wanted to do something else urgently. And once the relative safety of her car was reached she did it – she dipped her hand inside her skirt and began to rub furiously at her pussy. God she was so aroused, and she did not care that despite this being quite a quiet street she had parked in anyone looking closely enough would see her playing with herself. But she had a fire in her pussy, a craving and she had to exorcise it. Doing that, pissing herself so publicly and humiliatingly, had turned her on like nothing she had ever done before and she needed to cum. The prospect that this unknown maker of challenges had been watching her embarrass herself only excited her more and it did not take much to tip her over the edge of a screaming orgasm that further stained her spoiled skirt. Julie didn't even know if anyone else had seen or heard her at in her car but no matter as she quickly sorted herself and drove off home, more excited than ever to read her e-mails. But when she got home there was nothing new and she contended herself with reading Wednesday's one for the millionth time. Dare One "You will be at the bank on the high Steet of Newtown at 12 o'clock on Friday. It's always busy on a Friday so you should join the queue. When you are third from the front of the queue I want you to piss yourself. Not piss your pants because you will not be wearing any. Wear a smart business suit, light coloured so the stains will be painfully obvious. I will see whether you have met my dare and if so then we can move on to Dare Two." Dare #02 Carmen asks: 'What are those weights suppose to do?' 'Pull your skirt down to the floor, slowly.' Replies a snickering Denise. The Sisters Three were ready for the weekend & poised to top the last party's dares. As you might recall, Carmen had dared both Sharon & Denise. Sharon got her guy hard without a touch & to prove it Carmen slid her hand up his shorts & found him hung, oh yea & hard! Denise with her hem tucked into her waist baring her ass never got beyond #3 guy in asking if her tits or ass were hotter. Carmen lost her truth or dare by lying about being braless. All three got laid and were horny for more! This time it seemed that Denise had a dare planned for Carmen & though risky, Carmen agreed. Maybe some alcohol would lessen the risk. Being a slut as well, Sharon offered to take the dare too. Denise then decided to join the fun & announced that she too would as well. The other five girls of their group were not as brave but did have roles this night too. Denise's dare was simple yet clever. Carmen, & now Denise & Sharon as well, were to wear a skirt with a loose fitting elastic waistband. Denise said it didn't have to be a mini but short enough to reach the hemline easily. She had taken ordinary clothespins and glued 1 oz fishing weights to them. The idea was for the other girls, now numbering 5 to sell or barter or trade the weights to others at the party. Then the weights could be attached to the skirt's hem by whoever has one. One by one the weights would eventually begin to pull the skirt down farther & farther as each weight was attached. The dare to Carmen was to NOT touch her skirt or adjust it until it had been pulled completely down. To assure the 'no touching rule' Denise enlisted one the other 8 to be enforcer and check on the 3's skirts. Carmen could not put her skirt back on until AFTER she had left the party! Now that Denise and Sharon were in on the dare, they needed more weighted clothespins and set out to go shopping for those & they decided, matching skirts. While in the dressing room, Sharon asks about panties. Denise said she could wear whatever she wanted. Carmen says: " I am not going commando! This skirt coming down in full view of everyone is enough!" Both Sharon & Denise agree to panties or thongs. Then Denise says: "OMG I don't have a top I can wear with this skirt? What do you girls want to wear?" Carmen suggests an iridescent tube top she saw on a table in the store. Sharon doesn't think her small tits looks good in tube tops but agrees after Denise seconds Carmen's idea. "Red shoes, red panties, red lipstick & red nails GFs!!!!" Sharon laughs. Carmen laughs "We will look so modest in our black skirts." "Yea until they come down down down!" giggles Denise. Saturday evening comes & the eight girls gather at the dorm for drinks before going as a group to the party. Denise, Carmen & Sharon are matching in black, red & iridescent party clothes. Denise is barely containing her ample chest in her top. Carmen is not quite as big, but her tits promise to bounce uncontrollably in her tight tube when the dancing starts. Sharon is covered well enough but her ever-stiff nipples are showing. The other five, all sexy & dressed in red, stuff clothespins into their purses laughing and betting whose skirt will fall first. Denise asks Carmen if she is woman enough to go through with this dare. To which Carmen boldly pulls up her own skirt exposing her red panties and shakes her ass at the group. "There is your answer Denise!" All laugh and set out for their adventure. At the party, it is only the five girls in red, who explain the dare, Carmen & Denise & Sharon are suppose to act innocent and shy. Terri has been chosen to be the enforcer, to be sure that the girls' panties stay up while the skirts slip down & to make sure the panties don't keep the skirt from sliding to the floor. While dancing, Sharon feels someone stop her and then watches as a clothespin is clipped to her skirt. Let the fun begin. Carmen is chatting with some hunk when she gets her first weight hung on hers. She doesn't realize it at first until her guy alerts her. Carmen explains to her guy & his eyes open wide while he looks around to buy a weight or two himself. Denise has just stopped dancing and almost flopping out of her tube when two weights are pinned on her skirt at once. Sharon begins to feel her skirt slipping and wants to stop dancing but the guys surrounding her won't let her. Same thing happens to Carmen and Denise as the whole party catches on to the dare that's happening. Carmen looks down. With almost 12 clothespins, her red panties are now in view. Terri is there to watch as Denise's skirt actually falls first. Because of her tiny butt Denise can't keep her skirt. Sharon rushes in and grabs her skirt so she can't pull it back on. As she does three girls pin more on Sharon's & down comes her skirt. Terri takes Sharon's skirt and hands it to one of the 5 girls. Sharon does the same but not before removing 5 clothespins and sneaking behind Carmen to clip them to the back of her tube top. With all the commotion as her skirt slips off she doesn't pay attention to her top slipping as well! She raises her arms to celebrate and show off her red panties & is flashing her tits as well! Alcohol keeps her awareness numbed & she can only laugh while putting her tits back in her tube. Denise's guy friends watch this and pin weights on her top. Denise gets so many weights she is topless almost immediately with her huge tits and tries to cover herself in vain. Sharon knows what is going on and fights to keep her top on until Carmen dares her to quit pulling her tube up. Terri has her own plans and clothespins Sharon's panties in the front telling her it is a new rule for the dare. "My god girl my kitty fur will be showing!" Indeed a puff of red pubes can be seen as Terri go to Carmen & Denise to do the same. Carmen whispers to some of the guys around Sharon & they hold her arms away from her top. With her clothespins she is soon showing her small tits with hard nipples to all who care to see. Carmen recognizes Sharon's guy from the last party, the hung one, and begins her flirting. They leave looking like a couple of animals in heat. Sharon is being molested by a girl, Terri, the enforcer of their group. Terri has taken 'hands on' control of Sharon's attire. Sharon had envisioned getting laid by a guy but agrees to let Terri have her way because she is horny too. Terri is gentle molesting Sharon's nipples but possessively insistent they leave. Busty Denise is still dancing. Poor Denise can't keep her tits covered while surrounded by three guys who each want her to themselves. A clothespin in front has pulled her thong precariously close to exposing her bald slit. Guy's hands wander up and down her ass and all over her tits. Carmen finds herself in the bathroom with one of them, her tube top around her waist while sucking his cock. He wants to cum on her tits but she will not have that and swallows every spurt. He doesn't protest too much. Back downstairs, still fighting with her top, she hooks up with one of her dance partners from earlier and is offered a ride home; his home not hers. Sunday afternoon finds the trio has now become a foursome since Terri can't leave Sharon alone. Carmen details her night of cumming with the hung friend of Sharon's. "My pussy is as red as my panties! But oh the pain is wonderous. He wants my ass & I think maybe next date I will give it to him. I mean my God, a lady doesn't do anal on the first date!" Sharon laughs looking into Terri's eyes; remembering the dildo fucking her ass took the night before. Terri had clothes-pinned Sharon's nipples after she tied her wrists to the bed & Sharon's nipples were still tender. Denise complains about her tender tits. "God the guy would not leave my girls alone! I'd fall asleep only to be awakened by him sucking them. Made him get another erection & another erection & another erection!" Carmen says "Denise I love you & your dare!" Denise replies " I love you too and so look forward to next weekend." Gentling rubbing her sore nipples, Sharon tells Terri "If you ever fuck me like that again... why I just might handcuff 'you' to my bed." "Yea you are so much like my boyfriend, Sharon!" Carmen observes that the group's stash of condoms is running low & the should use some of their drink money to buy another dozen or so. Such a practical girl that Carmen. Dare #3... strangers 'up to the second knuckle' in a public bar. Dare 02 DARE TWO Julie opened her car door and stepped into the bright sunshine as is washed over the small car parking area at the end of the park. Like the first time she had done a 'dare' (the bank job – DARE ONE), she was packed with nervous energy but also like that time she was extremely turned on by what she was about to do here. She sat back in her car seat with the door open and reached down to pull off the comfortable trainers she had driven here wearing. Then from the box on the passenger seat Julie pulled out a pair of leather shoes with the highest stiletto style heels imaginable, really they must have been at least five inches and would be really uncomfortable just to stand in, Julie had no idea how she was going to be able to walk the length of the park in them. Of course given what else she had been instructed to do, that was obviously the point. She strapped them on and pulled herself unsteadily to her feet as she slammed the car door shut and braced herself for her task. It was a really warm day and between these incredible high heels and the long, beige trench coat she wore Julie felt so conspicuous. But as it happened no-one in the car park paid her much heed so she was able to awkwardly clip-clop her way out of the car park and onto the long winding, tree lined path that led to her ultimate destination. Of course, she should have been sweating wearing such a long, heavy cot but she wasn't, that was because under that coat all she wore were a pair of black, fish net stocking and absolutely nothing else. Well unless you wanted to count the thick red lipstick she wore on her tight, flat stomach reading the word "SLUT" in thick capital letters, that is. Julie made it to the fence at the start of the path and halted for a moment, she was starting to get her balance on these impossible heels but quick movement would not be easy. They had been delivered to her house over night, left in a plain box on her door step which meant the man who was daring her to do these ever more risky stunts knew where she lived. But rather than worrying Julie that prospect excited her, especially when she saw how kinky the shoes actually were. But in practise they were a pain to walk in as she set off down this path. It was a Wednesday afternoon. Kids were in school and most adults were a t work, maybe, just maybe she would not have to flash anyone. After all his instructions had left her some leeway. "You will wear a long trench coat unbuttoned but keep your hands in the pockets to keep the sides together as you walk along the path, only when you come across a group of two or more males over eighteen will you stop, smile and open your coat for at least five seconds for them." Quite specific and Julie wondered if she would actually have to do it. Then she saw her target far off in the distance and could not imagine getting through this unviewed (or possibly without a broken ankle in these bloody heels!). She set off slowly. Maybe her lack of speed was only due to care in her step but maybe also it was because she wanted to be sure to encounter some groups that fitted his demands. In fact she knew it was. The first hundred yards she didn't pass anyone, not a soul and that just caused the tension to rise in her. The birds were singing and vehicles noises could be heard in the distance, then she spotted someone on the path coming towards her. It was a young mother (as in still a teenager) pushing a pram accompanied by a similarly aged friend. They were chatting animated as they approached her but both did double takes when they caught sight of Julie's heels and Julie was sure as they were just passed her the girl pushing the pram whispered "tarty bitch!" to her friend and they then giggled. Julie's cheeks flushed bright red and her already damp pussy got a little wetter and she ached to touch it but knew she could not. Not just for reasons of decency but because she had been ordered not to. And she still did not know if her e-mailing controller would see her that day, after all he had obviously seen her in the bank. "You did well Julie, quite the mess you left in the bank, there as quite the commotion when you made your departure. Caused quite the stink, literally. You're more than ready for the second dare I hope?" Then up ahead a group of three elderly men hove into view and all at once Julie was faced with what she had to do. She nearly went over her heels as she stopped and waited as they approached her slowly. There was no-one behind her so she gripped her coat in the pockets and waited nervously. All three of the elderly men looked to be in their late sixties or early seventies (surely they could not be her mysterious task setter. Could they? Was one of them familiar from the bank?). When they were just ten yards from Julie she grasped the moment and with a flourish pulled the sides of her coat apart and flashed the three, revealing her alluring, shapely naked body to them complete with the crude word across her stomach. She did not know what reaction she had expected but what she got was awestruck amazement from the three oldies. Julie really was fit, her boobs lovely and pert, her pussy very neatly trimmed and her stomach washboard flat. The heels forced her to stand very straight and erect and thrust herself towards them and they ogled her dumbstruck for the requisite five seconds before she pulled the coat confidently together and strode past them with nary a word of explanation. They just stood there each wondering if they had shared a wonderful (if perverted) illusion. Julie was happier having done it once and was getting even wetter as she walked, the desire to dip her hand to her pussy and rub it was totally overwhelming now but she still fought it back. The next people she flashed were another two older gentlemen but they seemed less happy about it, one waved his stick at her and derided her while the other gave her such a reproachful look that Julie was mentally affected by it. She was no sooner finished flashing them when a group of five lads came down the path, all in their early twenties, this was a real challenge for her but she could not back down. The lads were obviously either on their way to or coming back from a kick about as one of them was kicking a football and they were laughing and joking as groups of young men are want to do. Julie felt a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach that something could go badly wrong if she flashed them. I mean flashing a gang of them like that with what was written on her stomach? That could end up in an ugly situation real fast and she would surely be seen by most as inviting it upon herself, wouldn't she? On the other hand it was likely one of these lads could be her challenger and she daren't not do it or fail his test. At the last possible moment she did it, hauled her coat open and gave them all an eyeful, they were not slow on commenting or voicing their opinion. "Cor, love, great set of tits!" "Fucking hell, nice pussy girl!" "And are you? – A slut, I mean?" The five seconds up she closed her coat and tried to strut past them hurriedly (damn those heels!). They hung around Julie continuing the comments and asking, if not begging her for another look. She kept her head down and tried to walk on and she was lucky because a trio of old ladies were on their way slowly towards them and at their approach the guys decided they had probably seen all they were going to and continued on their way. Julie could now feel wetness on her inner thighs. But as she continued onwards, at last, her target destination came into sight. They were the public toilets in the park. It was an old, grey, stone building, covered in graffiti and not at all enticing. Still struggling on her heels Julie walked up the path towards them, thankful that no one else was in clear sight. She walked nervously past the near side of the building (the one that housed the female part of the toilets) and tentatively entered the male section. Her hells clacked noisily on the tiled floor and echoed though the squalid room. This was where it could all have gone wrong but thankfully there was no one in this cold, damp, smelly place and Julie snuck her way in and entered the first of the line of three cubicles. Her heart was pounding and she took a moment to catch her breath before dipping her hand into her right pocket and taking out a thick, black permanent marker – it wasn't just her stomach that was getting written on today! As per her instructions Julie took off the coat, hell he'd never know but she just wanted to match his dare. And standing there naked, enjoying the sensation of a cool breeze coming up under the bolted door against her naked flesh she wrote in big, bold letters "JULIE DUNCAN IS A COCK SUCKING WHORE" on a clear space of the cubicle's wall. Julie stood back to admire her handiwork and could not prevent her hand dropping to her sopping pussy and playing with it. Somehow she stopped herself and unlocked the door and with her coat over her arm sneaked into the next cubicle. This one's lock was missing, increasing the risk factor, but that just turned her on even more and her left hand was almost inside her pussy as she wrote on this second cubicle's wall the following message. "JULIE DUNCAN LIKES BIG COCKS IN HER ASS (AND PUSSY. AND MOUTH)". Having written that she moved to the final cubicle and locked it and wrote her final message "JULIE DUNCAN SUCKS **** COCKS (thanks to Literotica's sensitivities I have censored a word there I'll leave it up to the readers perverted imaginations what it is). Just as she finished she heard footsteps in the toilets and someone obviously moving to the line of urinals directly across from the cubicles and having a piss. Julie dropped to her knees in the cubicle and sought out her clit and began to play furiously with herself to the sound of piss hitting ceramic just yards away. Eventually the guy finished up then washed his hands and just as his footsteps exited the toilets Julie came in a gushing climax. She spurted, covering her hands and firing her hot cum all over the dirty, stained floor of the toilet cubicle and had to bite her lip hard to stop herself crying out in sexual relief. When she finally recovered she looked round to find there was no toilet paper in the toilet and so she would have to walk back to her car with the smell of sex all over her lower body. With one last rueful look at the crude words she had written about herself on the toilet walls she disappeared out of the toilets having successfully passed Dare Two. Dare 03 Dare three differed from the first two in that it took place in the dark of night, whereas before Julie Duncan had been dared to piss herself in public and to flash her body in a public park during the day this third one specifically called for her to act out his dare at night time. Twelve midnight to be exact. But let's rewind to eleven shall for the beginning of this dare. The bar was called Buddy's and was a pretty gaudy looking venue to Julie as she stopped outside it and took in it's exterior. This wasn't a part of town she was very familiar with but she knew enough to know it was in the 'rougher' area and it had a reputation as a biker bar. That frightened Julie a little as she wasn't at all used to those kinds of nights out. Still that was part of the Dare and having survived and conquered the first two she was not going to be beaten now. "Wear the clothes that you will receive in the post on Thursday when you go to the bar on Saturday night. I'm sure they'll fit and suit you, they are very slutty, after all!" Just as the e-mail said a parcel arrived on Thursday and she was wearing the four items of clothing right now. They were, in order: a tight, white blouse with no buttons meaning that Julie had to tie it at the bottom in a knot, this allowed a large expanse of bare midriff and cleavage to be on display at all times. A pair of extremely short blue, denim shorts. A pair of white, lacy panties. And a pair of white heels. Entering the bar she felt totally out of place, especially when almost to a person the bar was filled with black leather wearing, hairy, beer swilling individuals (and that was just the women!). As you could imagine everything seemed to stop when Julie strutted sexily into the bar and every pair of eyes seemed to focus on her for a few uncomfortable seconds as she made her way to the bar to ask for a dry white wine. There were a number of salacious comments muttered too but Julie didn't quite hear them as she waited on the barman figuring out where the hell the wine was stored. As Julie stood at the bar waiting she was aware of a hulking figure sidling up next to her and with the barman still busy searching she heard this whispered to her. "I'm Barbara, the table's over there at the back of the bar, get your sweet little ass over there once you get your drink." And with that the large woman moved away as Julie gulped nervously. The e-mail had continued after giving Julie instructions on her clothing for the night. "Go to the bar and order as girlie a drink as you can think of, something totally out of place in a bar like that. As you're at the bar Barb will make contact with you. For the rest of the time you are in the bar you will obey everything that Barb tells you to do. Everything. Absolutely everything. That is Dare Three." Julie took the wine and moved through the crowded bar (ignoring the gropes and comments as she went) until she was at the pool table that Barbara and a male biker were having a game at. Barbara smashed in a long black to win the game in impressive fashion before looking up and pointing out Julie. "There she is boys, can you believe this little tramp had the audacity to say she would whip my ass at pool. Little bitch even challenged me to a strip down match, loser of each frame takes off an item of clothing until they're naked! Can you believe it!" Julie went bright red with embarrassment, she couldn't play pool to save herself and Barbara looked like a real hustler. She also had a look about her that merely stripping off was not all that would be on the cards that night. Embarrassing prospect or not, Julie found the thought of what was to come extremely exciting and remembering how each of her two previous Dares had finished with her having a mind blowing orgasm she could readily believe this night would end no differently. Things moved real fast from that point, Barbara made sure there were a crowd of bikers round as she and Julie took up their cues and made the announcement again as to what the stipulations were. The first frame kicked in and the strangest thing occurred Barbara proceeded to lose the first frame by accidentally potting the black at the wrong time. Julie had won and Barbara the biker seemed non-plussed to be removing her leather jacket to reveal a loose black mesh vest underneath that clearly showed Barbara was not wearing a bra (in fact her nipples protruded through the mesh) and that she had a pair of truly mammoth, pendulous breasts. The guys cheered and Julie wondered if she could get lucky again. Indeed she could but by the time Barbara had lost the third frame in exactly the same manner as the first two and had removed her biker boots and biker trousers to reveal she wasn't wearing any underwear Julie and everybody else was aware she had thrown the first games and was just toying with Julie. But she wasn't from that point onwards, indeed Barbara cut quite the figure in just her vest, her large hairy black bush of a pussy on display for all as she moved around the table expertly and potted ball after ball in the fourth game to easily beat Julie. She pointed to Julie and cockily said: "Come on then babe, you've been teasing us all night let's see a little more, eh?" To which Julie kicked off her white shoes and played on bare foot, much to everyone's annoyance, but her strip was not going to be delayed much longer. The next game was a complete whitewash and this time Julie had no option but to untie, then remove her blouse and reveal her gorgeously pert breasts to the baying crowd of bikers. She felt a thrill through her body as she bent over the baize to start the next game and her naked breast touched the smooth cloth. Julie felt incredibly strange -- she was half naked in front of a baying, drooling mob of unruly bikers yet she was so turned on and the bikers themselves, despite their variety of comments and wolf whistles weren't doing anything more than watching. But then Julie didn't know Barbara's reputation, both for providing great erotic entertainment in the bar and for dealing harshly with anyone that interfered with her 'business'. Barb was showing off now, her earlier loses shown for the fakes they were. She wiped the floor with Julie once more and Julie was required to literally peel (they were that tight) her denim shorts off as the jukebox boomed out Motorhead's Ace of Spades. Julie felt so dirty doing this, like she was a stripper in a club and she was left to play the next game in only her white panties. That proved to just as simple for Barbara to win and as the black ball descended into the corner pocket it became apparent that Julie's strip tease would need to be completed. The circle of folks around the table began to clap enthusiastically and Barb grabbed Julie's hand and unceremoniously told her to get up on top of the pool table and complete her strip. She would be unable to hide from a single set of eyes in the place. She stood there looking over her demanding audience (there must have been upwards of 50 bikers watching on) and hooked her hands into the sides of her panties and lowered them right down to the baize until they were around her ankles and she kicked them off into the crowd. She stood up, as naked as the day she was born and wondered what the hell would happen now and was desperate to make herself cum. But as her hand reached down to her glistening pussy it was stopped abruptly by Barbara's podgy hand. "Leave it for now, babe, here help me up there." So Julie was left frustrated as she helped Barbara up onto the pool table beside her. The big woman dwarfed her by a few inches and when she placed her hands on Julie's pale shoulders she easily managed to push Julie to her knees before her. Barbara then tore off her mesh vest top so that she was also stark naked, her massive breasts wobbling free and spun the top above her head. "Who want's to see this prissy little bitch eat a REAL woman out?" It was of course a rhetorical question but the bar exploded in cheers of encouragement anyway as Barb wrapped the top behind Julie's neck and pulled her face right into the wild bush of black hairs between her legs. Being the promiscuous minx that she was Julie had been with women before (both with and without men involved) but they had always been good looking women like Julie and none serious lesbians, much more what was termed 'lipstick lesbians' and she liked cock too much to ever seriously consider being with another woman properly. So all her previous experiences counted for precious little as her face was pressed against this big, butch woman's pussy in front of the baying mob. Julie was nearly overcome by the god awful smell, clearly Barbara was not high on personal hygiene. Nor on trimming her pussy hair, it was a mess and when Julie opened her mouth at Barbara's instruction she nearly gagged at the feel of her mouth being filled with the wiry, black hair. "Come on bitch, you lost the game so you can make me cum!" shouted the victor and she leaned over to slap Julie hard on the ass to encourage her further. Julie's mind was split. Yes, this was absolutely the most degrading and humiliating thing she had ever done in her life. To eat out a fat, disgusting biker dyke in public like this was beyond her most debauched imaginings. But she was also extremely turned on, and she knew it was because she had to do all this to meet her dare and the man behind it. Plus she was discovering that her dark, kinky side seemed to know no bounds and so it was that Julie braced herself then stuck her tongue out as far into Barbara's fleshy pussy as it would go and she began to eat her out with an absolute passion! Julie reached her arms around to grab hold of Barb's flabby ass cheeks and licked that hairy pussy for all she was worth, up and down, side to side, as deep as she could go and Barbara very clearly was loving it. So much so that after just a few minutes of that action Barbara pushed Julie's face away from her pussy, played briefly with it herself and then ejaculated all over Julie's surprised face. She was a real squirter and Julie's face was covered in warm, clear liquid in seconds and it ran down her breasts to the baize below as Barbara flicked at her clit to get the last of it out and into Julie's open mouth. But that was only the start, Barbara quickly recovered and demanded of another biker chick at the side of the table. "Sally get the Harley, I reckon she's ready for a good hard fuck!" With that Barbara was handed a large strap on dildo and the crowd cheered even more as she stepped into the harness and set about affixing it. Julie grinned as she looked behind her and saw what she was about to get, alright is wasn't a real cock but right about then all she needed was something inside her, filling her up, fucking her to what she knew must be a mighty climax. So when she felt the tip of the dildo prodding at her anus she could not help but be disappointed and Barbara took hold of Julie's hair as she mounted her doggy style and hissed down at her. "You're not getting to cum yet girly, got a lot more to do before you earn that!" then she plunged in and began to roughly ass fuck Julie atop the pool table, her every pounding stroke appaulded and cheered by the bikers as Julie struggled to cope with such a hard and fast ass fuck. Five minutes of that was enough for Julie and she felt ultimate relief when the dildo was finally plucked from her ass but then she was spun round and faced with the prospect of that thing that had been so deep in her ass only seconds ago at eye level. "Lick it clean Julie, lick my cock clean" demanded Barbara. Do whatever Barbara tells you to do. Whatever. She could not believe how low she was sinking but she obediently opened her mouth and allowed Barbara to slide the plastic cock right along her tongue and let her begin to face fuck Julie with it. Uuuurgh! It was horrible! Julie could taste her own ass and everybody looking on knew it and were laughing and shouting about it. Barbara gripped the top of Julie's hair and pulled it so that Julie was looking up at her and winked conspiratorially at her. "You're certainly a bad girl, babe" she whispered down to her as she slid the plastic in and out of her throat. When Barbara finally plucked the strap on from Julie's mouth Julie fell forward on the pool table and lay there on all fours waiting to see what this tough biker would do to her next. Barb produced the black ball from her pocket and handed it to Julie. "Stick that in your pussy, all the way in." Julie took the heavy ball in her hand and to the delight of all she reached down, pressed it against her soaking pussy lips and pushed it all the way inside her. It felt damn good being filled up like that. "This is the last part of the dare babe, then I'll take you home. Kneel there with the ball inside you and make yourself cum by playing with yourself, all the time I'm going to be standing up here pissing on you and you need to keep that pretty mouth of yours open too. Ready for that?" Too much. That was way too much for Julie. But then why was she so aroused? Why did she want to pass this dare and reach the next more than anything on this world at that point in time? And why did she obediently nod at Barbara and let her mouth fall open, nice and wide? The hefty biker laughed and thrust her pelvis out towards the kneeling bimbo so that her pussy was just inches from Julie's mouth. Barbara had not visited the toilet since six that afternoon and had drunk plenty of beer since then. She was actually used to pissing like this as often she would just use the urinals in the men toilets and piss into them while standing chatting to them. But Julie Duncan's pretty little face made just the best urinal Barbara had ever encountered and she took a proffered bottle of beer and started to slosh it down her throat and began to strain her bladder as Julie furiously rubbed at her clit. There timing was slightly out, more due to how close Julie was to cumming already and it only took a few seconds of fiddling for her to climax, feeling the pool ball inside her being pushed out of her pussy and onto the green baize totally slick with her cum as more squirted out on the table, only then did the yellow liquid burst forth from Barbara's own pussy. What a flow it was. It came out like a yellow stream at Julie's open mouth, almost a perfect aim so that although Julie was able not to swallow some by using her tongue as a shield a fair amount got around it and ran down her throat. Julie gagged after a few seconds, the urine was beet flavoured and not sweet at all but a look at Barbara and the baying crowd made her all the more determined to meet her dare -- her challenger must surely be in the crowd somewhere looking on. The flow was too hard and too fast for Julie's mouth to cope and it was soon not only rushing down her throat but also sloshing down her front, over her perfect breasts and down her thighs to further darken the green baize. Barbara was nothing if not a showperson and she knew the longer and harder she could piss would get the crowd going even more so her piss from start to finish last just under a minute and by the time she had dried up to barely a dribble Julie was exhausted, her jaw ached from being open so long and her belly was filled with the larger woman's piss. Finally, she fell face forward on the pool table and lay there as Barbara took her bow. After a few moments recovery Barbara jumped down off the table and pulled her clothes back on, of Julie's outfit there was no sign, it had disappeared into the mob of bikers, no doubt as someone's keepsake. But if Julie was in any way scared as she pressed herself up onto her elbows on the piss soaked pool table she needn't have been. Barb easily cleared a path and with Julei over her shoulder she led the naked girl from the bar and dumped her on Barb's motorbike. From there it was a cold but exciting ride home, riding behind Barbara wearing not a stitch of clothing and when the biker dropped her off it was long after 2 in the morning. Still Julie checked her in box and was excited to find her fourth and penultimate dare awaiting her... Dare 04 Dare four was the hardest, of that there was no doubt. He actually doubted whether Julie would go through with it. Despite all that she had gone through and done so far in the first three dares he would not have been surprised to see her back out of this one. He hoped not though. The previous ones had been kinky and perverted, no doubt, but this one was sick but he wanted to see the depths Julie was willing to sink to match him. And there she was emerging from her house ready for a night on the town, ready to attempt DARE FOUR... "Look like a whore, like a complete and utter slut, the type of girl that would let two complete strangers fuck her at the same time. If you've got the clothes for it (I'm sure you do) then wear your own or go out and buy new ones just make sure that just by looking at you every man and woman knows you are the type of girl that craves the attention of cock." That part of his dare was explicit enough and as he watched Julie Duncan emerge from her house that Saturday evening it was clear she was more than prepared to meet that particular challenge. Her attire indicated that. She was wearing what must have been the smallest, black mini skirt known to man, really tarty fish net stockings, high heels and a daringly plunging silver T-back top that showed acres of cleavage flesh and her entire bare back. She was so striking that an old couple that were passing as Julie emerged from her front gat onto the pavement fell out as she passed because the old man was ogling at her as she passed. Oh yes, she looked the part. But would she have the guts to meet his dare exactly as he had laid it out? "Go into town and pick up two guys, any guys will do. Any colour, any age, any type, it does not matter. All that matters is that you are going to have sex with them on Saturday night at the same time, one in your pussy and one in your mouth -- a spit roast if you like." Looking, and acting, like a slut on a Saturday night was nothing new for the promiscuous Julie, hell even trying to snare a couple of willing guys for a threesome maybe wasn't beyond her extremes but this challenge wasn't quite that simple, was it? She struck out at the first two bars she went to, it was probably too early anyway but by eleven o'clock and the next bar she went to things looked like they might just pick up. It was a bust bar in the city centre, the average in the place was skewed pretty low and there seemed to be plenty of candidates (male and female) looking to hook up with someone for the night. But she didn't rush things, she leaned against the bar, ordered a vodka and scanned the bar, taking everyone in, looking for a likely prospect. This was not her first drink of the night, but she needed it to build the courage to make her do what she was being challenged to do. Even now, while scanning for likely prospects she was not entirely sure she wanted to go ahead with this. And then she spotted them. They were at a table themselves, two young, cocksure guys. Just their whole demeanour told her they would be up for it. The way their eyes followed any girl that went past them, the intense stares they gave that suggest they would like to devour each pair of female legs that moved in the bar and the way they joked with each other across the table, all indicated they could be perfect for what Julie wanted. The two blokes were called Tony and Conrad and at 21 were both just a bit younger than Julie was herself. Tony was black and Conrad white and they had been best mates since school. They were both good looking and didn't they know it. There usual weekend sport was trawling the pubs and clubs on the look out for an easy lay and tonight Julie was the easiest lay imaginable if they were willing to share. Julie had them marked down as potential targets very early on and wasted no time in getting a second drink and wandering slowly over to their table, maintaining eye contact all the way as they open appraised her body en route. She licked her lips and leaned forward affording both lads a spectacular view right down the front of her top. "Mind if I join you?" The smiles on their faces as they dumbly accepted told her they weren't with or waiting on girlfriends and she eased her lithe body into the chair and began to beguile them. It was not difficult. Indeed, a couple of drinks and a couple of near explicit bump and grind dances later and they boys were so hard they could not conceal it and Julie had no problem at all in leading them outside with the promise of carnal relations. And yes when she dropped the double bombshell of where it was going to happen and that she wanted both at the same time there was a shred of doubt, but only a shred. The taxi journey was quick and fun, both guys hands helping themselves to liberal gropes of Julie's willing body. And then they arrived. The light off to their right gave events a bizarre orange tinge as Julie hauled off her meagre clothing to reveal her naked body to her two young beau's. They were more than complementary and suddenly at the sight of her pert, firm breasts and tight, shaven pussy concerns about their surroundings were immediately forgotten. She dropped to her knees before them and it took her seconds to have their zippers open and their stiffening cocks in her hands. She concentrated on the matter in hand and tried to ignore the enormity and perversion of what she was actually doing here. This was her dare, her challenge, she could only meet this man who challenged her to these debauched events if she could meet his every demand and she could not fail now, not after all that she had done. This was the penultimate dare, he had told her that but he had also expected her to balk at this one, no question. Her hands masturbated them expertly until they were slick with their own juices. Then her tongue added its own wetness to them and she could literally see their balls straining for release. The question of who was getting which one of Julie's wet, waiting holes was next but neither seemed to mind so Julie took charge and pulled Tony by his cock to behind her and told him to get undressed and dive in, then she pulled Conrad's clothes off and swallowed most of his stiff cock in one go and started her blow job. He hauled off his shirt to stand naked over her and got into the act too, holding her head and pumping his cock into her mouth with vigour, watching his mate in the strange light lift Julie's hips up and spreading her thighs from behind. When he finally pushed his hard dick into her sopping wet pussy and shunted forward into her she nearly gagged as Tony's dick speared even further into her throat and his balls bounced off her chin. She had been with two guys before, but this time was just so kinky, so dirty that she was hardly able to control herself and let the guys do with her body as they wanted. And they wanted to fuck and to cum. So there they were Julie the spit roast , skewered on both these young men's hard cocks, her hands and knees on the damp grass holding herself up as she was vigorously fucked at both ends. She didn't even try to speak (her mouth being full wouldn't help with that anyway) or communicate just concentrated on the feeling of being treated as not much more than a piece of fuck meat for these tow to use until they had had enough. Both grunted and moaned like animals as they fucked her from both ends, their concentration immense, they wanted to make this last as long as possible. Unknown to all they were observed, the man who had dared Julie to do this ensconced in a tree overlooking the site where this was taking place, he had been there for a couple of hours before they arrived. He watched and gently felt the bulge in his trousers as he looked forward to the fifth and final task to come. Despite their best efforts both guys were nearing climax, they could not hold it off much longer and the efforts of Julie's mouth and pussy was hurrying them towards the finish. With a grunt and a thrust she felt the cock in her mouth explode and cum rush down her throat and fill her mouth. Just after she felt that sensation she felt similar deep within her and a warm rush as his cum flooded her pussy. Having sated their lust, the two men's attitude towards Julie almost completely altered. As she licked at her lips catching the last drops of cum, Tony slapped his dick dismissively on her chin and squeezed the last dregs of his cum out onto her face. As they untangled themselves from her they joked about her mockingly and discussed the relative merits of her holes as if she was not even there. "How was your end mate? Her mouth was pretty fucking good, bitch swallowed the lot too!" "Yeah, not bad, she weren't no virgin that was for sure though!" They laughed harshly and finished dressing, to them the night was still young and there was still fanny out there to be serviced. They hardly spared Julie another thought as she knelt there as if stunned, cum dribbling from her lips and from her cunt. And in a few more minutes they had left her behind and were exiting the cemetery. "Weird place to do it though, must be a right kinky bitch" was the last she heard of her suitors for the night. * Julie waited a moment, until she was sure they had departed. She felt so strange. She was still stark naked but she did not feel the night air as it moved over her body. She was barely aware of the cum dribbling from her body. Her eyes were transfixed on the gravestone of the grave over which she had just been spit-roasted by two complete strangers on. "I Dare you, next Saturday night to go out on the pull dressed like the little slut you are. I dare you to pick up two guys, completely randomly, strangers and to have sex with them, no strings sex. But the catch is Julie, you have to take them back to Kirkwood Cemetery and perform your filthy threesome right in front of the gravestone of your late father. After you must play with yourself again, climaxing right there and then. That is dare four, if you decide not to take the challenge I'll understand but if you do then I promise that there only be one more before you meet me." She stared at her fathers tombstone and tears started to form in her eyes but she ignored them and reached her right hand down to find her cum filled pussy and she began to play with herself as she knelt on his grave. She knelt there in the eerie light playing with her clit, rubbing herself to climax a mess of emotions. Self loathing, pity, sorrow and arousal all in one horrible mixture. She did not even know that at that moment her challenge setter was recording what she was doing (and where) on his hand held video camera. She was frantic now, rubbing in a frenzy and accepting the wave of arousal that sent sensations throughout her body until she exploded and gushed out a spray of her own cum all over the grass. With a kiss to her hand and then transferred to the cold, dark stone Julie got up and dressed and wondered what her final dare could be and wondered whether she could ever recover from sinking so low. Dare 05 "The fifth and final Dare I have set you Julie is really quite simple. No public humiliation this time, it's all going to be very private. On Saturday night you are going to leave your front door unlocked and off the latch. Then if you want to meet my dare you are going to head up to your bedroom and undress completely. In the post on Friday you will receive a package with two pairs of handcuffs and two pairs of ankle cuffs, plus a specially designed blindfold. At seven o'clock on the Saturday evening, with the door left as instructed and you naked you will affix the cuffs to each corner of your bed. You will click the ankle cuffs on first then position the blindfold so you cannot see a thing, then you will put your wrists in the hand cuffs and manoeuvre them locked. Don't worry I have the key. That is dare five, once I arrive the real fun will begin." Julie had been lying there for fifteen minutes, it felt like hours. Her arms ached, they were too stretched. Her mind raced. Had this been a terrible mistake? Or was she about to experience the greatest sexual experience of her life? Was that a noise downstairs? Being restrained like this and so completely in the dark as this ingenious blindfold allowed seemed to heighten Julie's senses past their normal point. Yes, she was sure it was a noise coming from downstairs. But what if it wasn't him? What if it was an intruder and they discovered her helpless like this? My god what was she doing? But what if it was him? She lay there tense, waiting for the next five minutes, hardly daring to breathe. Her body was stretched and taut and sensitive to every draft of air that passed over it and her pussy was wet, so wet and desperate to be touched but of course she could get anywhere near it. And always at the back of her mind was the very real fear that no-one would come, that she would be left like this and while assuredly someone would check up on her after a couple of days the prospect of being discovered like this by either her mother or sister or brother was not very appealing. Another ten minutes passed and then surely a creak from downstairs and then definitely the noise of her front door being both closed and locked! Julie braced herself and held her breathe once more. A further 10 minutes passed without event. No further sound or sense reached Julie as she lay there immobile. No doubt, she thought, her mystery man was checking out her house. But her mind could not help but wonder if he were already rifling though her drawers downstairs in readiness of playing her for a fool. And then she felt a finger touch her thigh. She nearly jumped out of her skin in fright. She had not heard him enter the room at all. The touch moved swiftly to her wet pussy and explored it at length, rubbing its lips, probing roughly inside and coming away completely slick with Julie's juices. Unseen by her the finger was then thrust up to her nose so she could breathe in her thick aroma of sex. It was like being one step behind for Julie, no sooner had she come to the realisation of what she was smelling than it was taken away and she felt him get up onto the bed and his bare legs straddle her stomach. A stomach that right then was full of butterflies. What on earth was she allowing to happen? She could feel his stiff, wet cock slap between her breasts and knew he must be naked atop her, her body shivered with the thrill and anticipation of it. She felt him slide his body forward, his cock buried in her breast flesh and give himself a tit wank from her, using his hands to push her breasts together seeing as how they were stretched out by the positioning of her arms. Still he made no noise. After a few blissful moments of feeling his thick cock (and it felt oh so big) slide and slip between her tits she then sensed him re-position himself again and before she knew it she felt the tip of his cock at her mouth. Without a moments hesitation she opened her lips and let it enter. As the slick, musky length slid inside her mouth and filled it up until she felt his hairy balls on her chin she also felt him re-position again so that his knees were either side of her face and without warning he began to really fuck her mouth. He still made little noise as he picked up his pace, thrusting his dick to the back of Julie's throat and probing even deeper and she had to wonder was this really the man who had been challenging her so much these past few weeks. Julie could do little more than lie there and try to manage her face fucking, it wasn't as if she could move to alter the angle of entry or anything and that restriction simultaneously scared her and aroused her. She felt claustrophobic, her head trapped as it was between his thighs his arms either side of her two as he continued to thrust his penis into her gasping, drooling mouth.But just as she was starting to fully accommodate that monster in her mouth she got an even bigger surprise -- a tongue lapping suddenly at her pussy! Her body jolted at the realisation that someone else was here. It had to be because the guy fucking her face was facing forward, no doubt, and unless he was a contortionist there was no physical way he could be licking her pussy as well. She felt soft hands on her lower stomach, the fingers prying her pussy lips apart to give greater access to the tongue. From the smoothness of their hands and cheeks (which were pressed against Julie's inner thighs) it had to be a woman down there she thought. Not that she had too much time to think, what with her head being jolted up and down with each vigorous push of the hard cock in her mouth. The woman's tongue probed deep within her pussy and Julie was struck by what an amazing sensation it was to be eaten out while being face fucked. Then the cock was plucked from her mouth and she was able to catch her breath (albeit around having her cheeks and chin slapped by the hard dick as the guy continued to kneel over her face). The he stopped and turned around so he was facing down her body, Julie could feel his hard dick resting on her chest, his heavy balls on her chin and his hairy ass descending right the way down onto her mouth. She knew immediately that she was being dared to lick his asshole, and she was up for the challenge. As the guys ass cheeks engulfed Julie's face she pushed her hard worked tongue out and began to eagerly lick at him, first his hairy cheeks and working her way down until the tip of her tongue met puckered asshole. She felt so dirty and nasty doing this to what could be anyone in the world, at least he seemed to be in quite good shape, not too fat or heavy as he sat on her face. Oh god she wanted so much to be ashamed of what she was doing but she didn't she just tongue fucked her mystery man's asshole and revelled in the expert head she was being given as well. And then both activities came to an abrupt halt. His ass was lifted from her face, the tongue removed from out of her sopping wet pussy. She was disappointed but only for a moment as it quickly became evident that they were just changing places and this time rather than a tongue entering Julie's pussy it was the cock she had so recently had driven into her mouth. She gave a gasp of pleasure but that was instantly muffled as a wet, shaven pussy descended up her face, demanding to be eaten out. This tryst continued, Julie relishing having her pussy filled by his large cock while at the same time sucking on the clit in her mouth, it was deliciously debauched and she equally hoped she would see and never see the couple she was doing this with. And then she felt her pussy flood with warm cum, he had cum inside her, he had no protection, she was such a filthy slut, was there no limits to her sexual desires. And then the pussy above her exploded in her mouth, the thick taste of female cum invading her as the girl finally made a noise, squeals of ecstasy above her. But all Julie wanted to know was would she get to cum? She was ready to explode herself when finally the blindfold was removed and she found herself staring into the eyes of first her brother, Paul and her sister Lisa. Now this was a surprise...