Well here’s what I had to do for cheating on my
last dare. The last one
was the luck of the draw with the deck of cards .
I had to insert a vibrator in me when I drew the king. I was
supposed to set it on high but only set it at about ¾. Stupid me
blabbed it to Karen on the way home so she chastised me and said I
have to do another dare to make up for it.
Her dare for me was to wear my new custom cut
shorts and light T top with her vibrator in me running full blast.
I had to do this while walking home from a park on the other
side of town. I
originally said I couldn’t do it and tried to negotiate something a
little easier. She kept
telling me how exciting it would be and bet me I couldn’t do it. I
guess the challenge of the bet and the fact that Karen might do a dare
with me over shadowed the magnitude of what I had to do to collect.
Karen kept saying it wasn’t even as long as my morning jogs.
We did this this really hot and humid day last
week. Ok, now part of the
dare was to wear this pair of shorts I had custom made for myself.
This guy emailed me this dare to buy a pair of these tiny
stretch shorts he saw in the store. He said they were only 4 inches
from top to bottom. I
told him that they weren’t as big as those pants bikini bottoms.
Actually the ones that just arrived from wicked weasel probably
matched. At about
the same time he emailed me the dare I saw a picture on the Internet
of a girl in a pair of these ratty looking cut offs that weren’t
much bigger. The belt loops were cut out so they sat really low on the
hips like my low ride jeans. I
took a pair of my old worn cut offs and cut them so there were no legs
to them at all. They
stopped right at the bottom of my butt. My cheeks weren’t showing
but nothing more than my butt was covered that’s for sure.
I then cut the top just below where the belt loops area is.
I tried then on and realized they weren’t going to stay on
that way so I sowed in a piece of elastic through the waist band. I
then strategically beat them up with a hammer and washed them like
about a hundred time so they looked just right.
God do they look great. A couple of little tears hear and there
and that faded look. Perfect! They ended up a little over 6 inches from top to bottom and
sit a little higher than my bikini line leaving a hip bone gap when
they slide down a bit. There so hot I can’t believe more women
don’t wear them. I love them. Bikinis
and shorts are my vice.
The top was a really light making it was obvious
I wasn’t wearing a bra. As it started to get close I started to get
more and more nervous. I
asked Karen if I could wear my bikini top in stead to hide my nipples
but Karen insisted on the T top and later I think I figured out why.
Karen made a point of making sure I saw her put
in a fresh set of batteries in it.
Saying she didn’t want to ruin my fun with a weak set of
batteries. I was really
getting nervous and was thinking of chickening out when she gave me an
alternative. She said if
it became too much and I wanted to take the vib out, all I had to do
was strip and make it the rest of the way home naked.
She also reminded me that if I cheated again I’d have to do
an even more risky dare. She
also gave me a penalty if I bailed out.
She said I’d have to wash her car every week until fall.
Like a fool I agreed after demanding she wash mine if I made
it.
We headed to her car.
I wasn’t about to put the vib in until the last possible
moment. Karen was teasing me as we drove which only got my competitive
side going. Now I just
had to make it just to prove her wrong.
It only took a minute to get there so I barley
had a chance to change my mind in route.
I stalled for a bit as I got my nerve up.
Karen was starting to get impatient and offer to help. She took the vibrator from me and twisted the little dial all
the way to high. I
couldn’t believe how much noise it made in the car.
I could have sworn a couple of people walking near by hear it
and turned around to look. I
waited till they were safely past to pull my shorts down and slide the
vib in. I was already wet so it went in easily. I felt the stimulation
immediately. I was
already pretty turned on and on high it felt twice as strong as the
night at the restaurant. I
took a deep breath and slide it in the rest of the way in. I tried to turn it down without Karen noticing as I slid it
in but I needed two hands and Karen would have noticed. I pulled my shorts up just as two girls approached from
behind us. I felt flush already as the waves a vibration swept though
my vagina. I just sat there trying to get up the nerve to leave the
safe confines of the car. I guess I should have been more concerned
for my safety but our town is really safe and except for what was
going on inside me I looked pretty normal.
With a lot of trepidation I opened the door and
went to get out. My
legs could barely support me when I went to stand.
Karen reached over and handed me my cell phone that I left on
the seat. Again she
repeated, “Call me when you want me to come get you and don’t
forget to count how many orgasms you have.” Again that hit a nerve
and momentarily calmed my rising excitement.
I took a couple of ginger step away from the car towards to
picnic area in the park. The
shortest distance was along the street that paralleled the park but
that would have me waking along this row of shops. I opted for the
slightly longer way through the park figuring I’d encounter less
people. It took me
thought the park on a jogging trail. I tried jogging for a bit to
speed up the trip. I
started jogging an almost lost it right away.
Between the vibrator buzzing away in my pussy and my
unrestrained nipples rubbing the front of my top I couldn’t believe
the sexual stimuli. I hadn’t gone much more than a hundred yards
when I felt and orgasm starting to build. Once it started I felt this
adrenaline rush and actually think I picked up the pass for a bit. All at once I stiffened up as it hit me.
OMG. I collapsed
on the grass along side of the jogging trail like a runner that pulled
a mussel or something. I
just laid there until it passed hopping no one would come along and
ask how I was. Luckily
there wasn’t many people at all out in the park because of the heat.
So far I had only gone perhaps a half a mile and
already I’d had my first orgasm. Actually I had probably made it
longer than the other night which gave me some encouragement. I got up
and started much more slowly this time however. I could feel the
perspiration all over me both from the brief run and from my orgasm.
It was then that I realized why Karen had wanted me to wear
that particular top. The
more I sweat the more I showed through the top.
You could already make out the darkness of my areolas. I also
looked down to see how bad my shorts looked.
I knew I was pretty wet and was expecting to see wet spot but
didn’t. I tucked the
phone in the waist band of my short so I didn’t risk dropping it.
It looked kind of sexy tucked in like that which only server or
stir my excitement level again.
As I rounded the bend I saw a couple of people
walking in my direction. Two guys and two girls.
I hoped they’d just think I was cooling down from a run or
something because I looked pretty raged. The closer they came the more
excited I got. I thought
about jogging again to get buy them faster but I remember the effect
from the last time. We just smiled at each other as we passed. I
don’t think they heard
the vibrator buzzing away because of all of the background noise.
My breath was racing but I figured they’d just think it was
from my recent jog. I didn’t look back but I just sensed them checking me out
from behind.
I continued along the path to the other exit to
the park. As I walked on I felt my excitement level rising once again
until I felt the signs of another orgasm started build.
Just then that my cell phone started to ring.
The surprise along was almost enough to put me over the edge.
I pulled it out of the waist band of my short and responded
with an nervous h e l l
o. It was Karen. “So
how you doing so far?” It
took me a second to gasp enough air to respond. “O K”
My breath was nothing but gasps at that point.
Number two past the point of suppressing it at that point.
Oh God I’m on the edge climaxing and talking on a cell phone.
Karen could tell what was happening and just started to laugh.
I let out and auditable Oh God as it hit. Luckily no one was
around. Karen was
mumbling something in the phone but I wasn’t paring any attention.
I just rolled over in the grass and enjoyed the feeling for the
second time in less than 10 minutes.
As I recover I hear Karen say you can always give up or strip
down and take the vib out.
I was beginning to think that was her plan all
along since she dare me to let her drop me off naked and find my way
home without a stitch on. My
idea for that dare was to do it late at night not when it was still
light out. I had done
worse but there was a significant residential area between here and
home. I slowly recovered
and got to my feet and started waking towards the street. I tucked the phone in my shorts again and noticed the wet pot
that had formed. My
latest orgasm had really warmed me up and I was covered with
perspiration now. My top
was starting to cling making not only my nipples but my areolas and
the entire outline of my breasts clearly visible through my thin top.
I started down the street and figured I was close
to half way by now. I was
now inspired to make it. I
decide to stand still for a bit to see if that helped but it didn’t.
I tried in vain to think about non sexual thinks in the hope
that I could calm down enough to continue.
By now however my swollen and sensitive vagina and clit not to
mention my nipples were picking up their own stimuli from constant
rubbing against the rough material of my shorts.
I started walking again and even though each step
got me closer to home it also brought me closer to another orgasm.
There was a small strip mall containing a few shows.
I had been lucky so far not running into may people in the park
but this was different now. I
just hoped I didn’t run into any neighbor.
I didn’t care that much about them seeing what I was wearing
but I couldn’t bear one of them wanting to have a conversation.
I’d die. Then the phone rang again.
Karen was keeping tabs on my progress.
With all my hear and sole I tried to act like nothing was out
of the ordinary but it was impossible.
She just kept laughing at my difficulty in talking.
It was right then that I saw this neighbor pulling into the
parking lot. I almost
dropped the phone as I turned around and started walking in the
opposite direction. Now I was headed away from home. I was going to
duck into one of the stores but didn’t want anyone asking if I was
alright. I waited a few
seconds until he got out of his car and went into the store. I quickly
turned around and all but ran past the store all the time fighting
what was going on inside me.
I made it all the way to the side street along
side the store before it hit me.
I was now in front of a nice split level house so I tried not
to show any sign of what was happening in side me. I just bent over as
the spasms hit. I’m
sure at least a couple of cars must have passed as this was happening
but I was oblivious. I had to sit down on the curb for a couple of minutes to calm
down and regain my composure. I
couldn’t see my face but my whole body felt flushed and exhausted.
I was so hot I was dripping now and I really looked disheveled.
My shorts were almost completely soaked partially from my sweat
but mostly from my juices which left that unmistakable aroma in the
air. My top was equally
soaked as though I had just finished jogging a marathon.
I just sat there for a minute and was ready to
throw in the towel and take that vib out before another orgasm started
but now I was in the middle of a residential area.
After a couple of minutes I got up and started walking again. Again there were a couple of people on the corner.
I tried my hardest to calm my raged breathing and calm my
excitement. I was
determined to just walk by them as if everything is normal. At that
point I was so spaced out I didn’t even think about what I was
showing. I just wanted to get home.
I decided to take a short cut at the next street
and cut though a yard to the back of the park were I jog. Now I was getting close but that unmistakable feeling
was starting to build again.
All I had to do was make it about another quarter mile and
I’d have made it. By
now I was a woman possessed. I’m
not exactly sure who I passed or who saw me in the park.
All I know was I was close enough to make it one way or
another. Just then my
phone rang again. I
figured it was Karen so I was pretty rude in answering it.
The problem was it was my friend Jenny from work.
I was so flustered I just said sorry and accidentally hung up.
The shock of it not being Karen was all it took to get me
started again. I was
right around the corner from our house so I just ran. My orgasm
started immediately but I was so out of control I just kept running
unsupported breast bouncing the whole way.
Some how I made it to our house and just ran into the back yard
and collapsed. Karen saw
me coming up the driveway and ran out to congratulate me as I came
down. When I realized I
had made it I pulled my shorts off and the vib all but fell out by
itself.
Oh my what an experience.
Four orgasms in less than half an hour.
I just laid there on the grass for about a half an hour before
going in the house and cleaning up.
At least I’ll have a clean car this some and Now Karen owes
me a dare.