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If you aren't 18, or 21 if you live in a backwards
place, then go away : )

This story is copyrighted by the writer formerly known
as Maria Gonzales, AKA M-Go. Copyright 2001. Send me an
E-mail at Maria1971@aol.com and/or visit my web site
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At Home Dares

by Maria Gonzales

Copyright 1999 - All Rights Reserved. Any use of this 
work without the author's written permission is 
strictly forbidden.


Chapter 1

"Hi, Lisa," read the IM on my computer, from somebody 
calling himself HotGuy23. (The IM is an instant message 
from another member online with AOL.)

"Hi," I replied.

"Tell me about yourself"

"What do you want to know?"

"What do you look like?"

"I'm 5 feet 5, 106 lbs, brown eyes, brunette."

"You sound very sexy. How old are you?"

"I just turned 18."

"Cool! Still in high school?" he asked.

"Yes, graduating this spring."

"Going to college?"

"U of I"

"Indiana?"

"No, Illinois."

"What are your measurements?"

I love these guys on AOL: they get right to the point, 
never make you guess what they want. "34-B -- 23 -- 34. 
I wear a size 3."

"Do you have a pic?"

"Yes." They always ask the same questions, only the 
sequence changes.

I started typing my reply before he even asked me. 
"Want to trade?"

"No, sorry, but I don't send out my pic until I get to 
know a person. I don't want my pic all over the 
Internet."

"OK, I understand. Looking for a dare?"

"Sure."

"Are you home alone?"

"Yes"

"What do you have on?" Such originality.

"I have on a T-shirt and denim shorts."

"How about underneath?"

"I have on panties and a bra."

"Any limits on the dares?"

"I guess not. Just no phone calls."

"OK, I dare you to take off all your clothes, turn on 
all the lights and stand in front of your window with 
the drapes open."

What a pervert. I guess that's what I get for entering 
a chat room named "At home dares." I could just say 
that I did it, without actually doing it, since there 
isn't any way that he would ever know the difference. 
But nobody's home, all the lights at the house next 
door are off, and the idea of doing something like that 
as a dare is sort of sexy.

"OK, I'm taking off my T-shirt."

"Keep going."

"OK, I'm taking off my shorts now."

"Are all of the lights on?"

"Yes."

"Can anybody see you?"

"Not unless there is some pervert looking in my window. 
I have my bra off now."

"Cool, are you really doing this?"

"Yes, I have my panties off now. Let me go to the 
window. BRB."

I walked to my window, not believing that I was doing 
something so sophomoric. I stood at the window, and 
looked out to make sure that nobody was there.

"I'm back."

"Did anybody see you?"

"I don't think so."

"Want another dare?"

"Sure."

"I dare you to run outside, just like you are."

"Naked! What if somebody sees me."

"I dare you. Chicken?"

"No, but..."

"I dare you to."

I didn't believe that I was actually going to do this, 
but I watched myself reply, "OK. BRB."

"Don't forget to turn the porch light on."

I walked out of my room, and I could feel a knot in my 
stomach, whether it was from nervousness or from 
arousal I wasn't sure. I knew that nobody would see me, 
but I still felt nervous, but excited too. I got to the 
front door and peeked out of it. Not seeing anybody, I 
opened the door and walked out. I decided to walk 
around to the side of the house that my room is on to 
see if anybody could see me in there. I stood away from 
my window, and realized that if somebody was standing 
here, they could spy on me and see everything that I 
was doing. I heard a noise from the neighbors' house, 
and even though I knew nobody was home, I felt uneasy.

I ran into my house, slamming the door as I did. 
Running to my room, I saw another IM from HotGuy23.

"Still there, Lisa?"

"Just got back."

"Did you really do it?"

"Yes, but nobody saw me."

"Would it excite you if somebody did, Lisa?"

"Yes, sort of, I guess."

"I dare you to go back to your window, pretend that 
somebody is there, and give a little show. Play with 
your tits, and play with your pussy too."

"OK. BRB again."

I still couldn't believe that I was really going to do 
this, but I walked to my window. Imagining that 
somebody was watching me, I started to play with my 
breasts, pushing them together with my hands and 
pinching my nipples. Imagining that somebody was 
watching me, I could feel myself starting to get wet. I 
ran my finger down my stomach and I gently rubbed it 
against my pussy. Slowly, I put my finger inside me, 
and slowly pulled it out. Still imagining that I was 
being watched, I sat on the desk, spread my legs, and 
used my fingers to open up my pussy. I licked my 
fingers, and feeling the imaginary eyes on me, I used 
them, starting to play with my clit. I could feel my 
excitement growing. Not wanting to get too carried 
away, I pulled my hand away from my anxious pussy, got 
off the desk, and returned to my computer.

"OK, I did it."

"OK, I have to sign off for a couple of minutes, will 
you still be on in about 20 minutes?"

"Probably."

"Is it OK if I IM you when I get back on?"

"Sure. If I'm not on, just wait a little and I'll look 
for you."

"OK, bye for now."

"Bye."

I felt so turned on from showing off my body to an 
imaginary audience that I decided to sign off too. I 
laid on my bed and let my hands wander over my body. I 
imagined that somebody was watching me, and I could 
feel myself start to surge with sexual energy. I let my 
hand lightly brush my pussy, and I felt the electricity 
run through my body. Starting to get into my fantasy of 
being watched, I stood and returned to my window, 
peeking to make sure that the neighbors weren't home 
yet.

Seeing that they are still out, I sat back onto my 
desk, facing the window and opened my legs exposing 
myself completely to my imaginary audience. I let my 
fingers start to massage my now-very-wet slit. Using my 
other hand, I opened the skin that hides my tiny clit 
and let my finger rub against it, sending shivers 
throughout my entire body. I could feel my orgasm 
building within me as I continued to masturbate. I 
opened my eyes, and I focused on my neighbor's window, 
pretending to make eye contact with my imaginary 
observer.

Imagining his eyes running over my body, I moved my 
hand with his gaze, while the other continued to 
massage my pussy. My hand cupped my breast, and I 
gently pinched my nipple. Letting my hand drop down a 
bit I gently tickled the underside of my breast. I 
could feel my orgasm start to crescendo and I heard 
myself start to moan. Not able to control myself, my 
finger started to enter my wet cave and I immediately 
was hit by the full force of orgasm. Unable to take 
anymore, I removed my fingers from my pussy and felt my 
orgasm start to fade. Still short of breath, I stood 
and wobbled to my bed, collapsing on it. I regained my 
composure, found my clothes and put them back on. I 
walked to the bathroom and I could still feel my body 
tingling. I quickly washed my hands, and as I returned 
to my room I glanced at my clock. I realized that I had 
been logged off for almost 45 minutes.

I signed onto AOL, and within minutes, I received an IM 
from HotGuy23. "Hi again."

"Hi. Sorry I took so long." I replied.

"That's OK, I just signed back on too. Do you want to 
see some pics that I have? They are pretty hot. I think 
you'll find them interesting."

"I'm not really into looking at pics. Sorry."

"Let me send you one. Take a look at it and tell me 
what you think, OK? I took the pics myself, and I would 
really like somebody to tell me what they think."

"OK, just one."

"Hold on a sec, let me send it."

"OK"

I waited for a minute or so, and I heard that familiar 
voice saying. "You've got mail." I clicked on the 
mailbox, and I read HotGuy's little message. "I think 
you'll find these interesting." I hit the "download 
now" button, and decided to run down to the kitchen 
while the file downloaded. I grabbed a Diet Pepsi, and 
walked back into my room. I looked at my monitor and 
couldn't believe what I was looking at: a picture of 
myself nude at my window with my hands rubbing between 
my legs and my other hand cupping my breast!

"Who are you, asshole?" I quickly typed.

"I take it you like the pic."

"I want to know who you are."

"I see that you are as smart as ever. Look out your 
window."

I ran to my window, and saw the lights now on in my 
neighbors' house, and I saw Adam Hanson waving back at 
me.

I opened the window and yelled at him, "You fucking 
pervert! Give me all of those pictures now!"

He put his finger to his mouth signaling me to be 
quiet. "You don't want the whole neighborhood to hear, 
do you? Although I'm sure that everybody heard you 
before when you were coming."

"You asshole!" I screamed at him.

I ran outside, and soon I was at his door, pounding on 
it, screaming at him to let me in. He opened the door 
and when I saw the big grin on his face I got even more 
furious. Without saying a word, I walked straight to 
his room, and as he followed me in, I turned and calmly 
said. "Give me the damned pictures."

"No."

"What do you mean no, asshole?"

"I think I've decided to start a web site. How do you 
think 'Lisa's Window' works for a name?"

All of a sudden, I realized everything that he could do 
with these pictures. I decided to change my tactics. 
"C'mon Adam, we've been friends our entire lives. You 
wouldn't want to see my reputation ruined would you?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right. We used to play with each 
other all of the time when we were kids. Of course, 
since we started high school you've pretty much 
forgotten about me. Here," he said, handing me a Zip 
disk, "these are all of the pics. Why don't you take a 
look at them? You look pretty hot."

Smiling as I took the disk from his hand I replied, 
"Thanks, Adam, you've always been such a sweet friend."

"Thanks Lisa, and you used to be a sweet friend too. 
But now you're just a stuck-up bitch. That's why I have 
a copy of all of the pics, and if you don't want me to 
post them all over the Internet, or print them and show 
them to everybody at school, I think that later tonight 
-- say about eleven -- you should IM me so we can 
negotiate a price. You can let yourself out now, so I 
can watch your cute little ass wiggle as you go out."

"Bastard! Give them to me now."

"Bye, Lisa."

I had one other tactic to try and get myself out of 
this mess. "Please Adam," I said, starting to cry, "I 
don't know what happened, but please give me the 
pictures. I was almost like your sister when we were 
growing up," I continued between sobs. "You really 
don't want to do this to me, do you?"

"Sure, why not? You've ignored me for the last four 
years. Before you leave, why don't you pull up your 
shirt so I can see your tits again."

Unable to contain my anger any longer, I tried to say 
something, and all that came out was a growl, as my 
temper started to flare. Unable to think of anything 
more to say, I just turned and walked out of his house 
feeling his eyes stare at my butt as I left. I entered 
my house and lay on my bed. Feeling confused and lost, 
I whimpered.

After what seemed like hours, I looked at my clock, and 
through my blurry eyes I saw that it was 11:15. I stood 
and walked to my computer, and as I passed my window I 
glanced out and saw Adam looking at me, smiling and 
pointing at his watch. I angrily closed my curtains, 
and logged back onto AOL. I sat and waited for him to 
IM me, but after ten minutes, I realized that he was 
waiting for me to contact him. I sent him an IM, "Hi, 
Adam."

"Hi, Lisa, I didn't notice that you were on, sorry, I'm 
writing a web page."

"Please, Adam, how much money do you want? I'll give 
you whatever I have, just don't let anybody see those 
pictures."

"I'll take some money, Lisa, but money isn't really 
what I want."

"If you don't want money, what do you want?"

"Well for starters, you can log off, sneak out your 
window and come over so we can talk in person."

"I would rather do it like this, if that's OK with 
you."

"Actually its not, I think you should come over now." 
"No, Adam."

"Have you looked at all of the pics yet?"

"No, I don't want to."

"I'm going to sign off now, Why don't you look at all 
of the pics, and if you want to come over and 
negotiate, be here by midnight. If you don't, then I 
already have a list of about thirty guys in our school 
that I will email these pics to, and the web page is 
almost ready to put up. I should have it ready by 
midnight. Bye, Lisa."

"No, Adam, please," I type, sending him the IM, but all 
I got was a message from AOL telling me that HotGuy23 
wasn't online.

I looked at the disk on my bed, and I felt the anger 
run through me as I grabbed it, and shoved it into my 
Zip drive. I started my graphics program, and 
impatiently waited as it scanned the drive, and 
thumbnailed the images. Not looking at the thumbnails, 
I clicked on the first pic, and I saw myself standing 
in my window. I went through all of the pictures, and 
even though the quality of the pictures wasn't the 
best, it was pretty obvious that they are of me. I 
looked at the clock, and realized that I had ten 
minutes to decide. I considered my options, and 
realized that at the very least I had to crawl out my 
window, and see him on his terms. At least I would be 
able to stall him until I thought of something.

I looked out my window, and saw him sitting at his 
computer. I crawled out, and quietly knocked on his 
window. I saw him smile as he heard me. Opening the 
window, I crawled in, and he motioned for me stand 
behind him and look at the monitor. I watched him click 
his mouse, and watched as a web page came onto the 
screen. I noticed that it was called "Lisa's Window". 
Underneath was a picture of me standing clothed at my 
window, and underneath it said, "Click my window and 
see how hot I really get."

I watched as he clicked the window, and the next screen 
came up in frames, and on the left there were buttons 
for My Biography, My Tame Pics, and another called, My 
Hot Pics. I watched as Adam clicked on the Hot pics 
button, and a screen came up with thumbnails of all the 
naked pictures of me masturbating, he clicked on one 
pic, and turned to face me, saying, I really like this 
one, you can see your face very clearly, and the rest 
of your tits too."

As the picture came up on the screen, I noticed that 
this one was framed a little tighter, and it was of me 
from about mid-stomach up to the top of my head. My 
bare breasts were cupped in my hands and I looked like 
I was staring straight into the camera, a look of 
sexual desire on my face. I felt my stomach knot up. I 
sat on his bed and stared at Adam. When he turned to 
face me, I asked him, "Okay, Adam, what do you want?"

"I think a blow job would be a good start. What do you 
think."

"I don't think I have much of a choice, do I?"

"I take that as a yes. Can you take off your clothes 
first."

I looked at him, and realized that I would have to do 
whatever he wanted. I started to lift my blouse, but I 
heard Adam say, "Wait a sec. I want to get into 
position for my show."

I looked at him, and he smiled at me, saying, "Before 
we go any farther, I want you to see how happy I am 
that you decided to make the right decision. Come over 
her and take off my clothes first."

I glared at him, and a part of me wanted to just leave, 
but a small part of me seemed to be excited by the 
situation. I walked closer to his bed, and I felt his 
eyes on my chest. I reached down and pulled his T-shirt 
over his head. He grabbed my hands, and put them on the 
crotch of his shorts. I quickly opened the button and 
then unzipped them. I pulled them off and inspected him 
in his boxers. He smiled at me, and pulled off his 
shorts, exposing his cock to me. I have seen bigger 
ones, but he wasn't exactly small. About seven inches 
long but pretty thick. His cock was very hard. I 
reached down to touch it with my hand, and I felt it 
twitch as my finger rubbed against it.

"Wait Lisa, I want you to finish taking off your 
clothes now, but slowly, and tease me, okay?"

Not saying a word, I looked at him and smiled. I saw a 
way out of my situation now; I just hoped that it would 
work. I moved my hands to my breasts, and caressed them 
through my top, then turned and slowly wiggled my ass 
in his face. I unbuttoned my shorts and slowly unzipped 
them. Bending at the waist, I slowly pulled them down. 
I could feel his eyes staring at my panties. I took 
them off and stood upright. I slowly turned around, and 
I could see that he was now masturbating. I moved my 
hand to the bottom of my blouse, and seductively, I 
slowly pulled it off. I pressed my breasts together 
with my arms, and slowly ran my hands down my body 
accentuating my curves.

I watched as he started to pump his cock faster, then I 
slowly turned and reached back, and unhooked my bra. I 
let it fall to the floor, and covering my breasts with 
my hands, I turned back to him. Smiling seductively, I 
asked him, "Do you want to see my tits."

As he pumped faster, I heard him pant out, "Yes."

I started to move my hands down, pressing my boobs 
together, but just before my nipples come out from 
behind my hands, I asked him, "If I let you see my 
tits, will you give me the pics?"

Pounding his cock faster, he didn't say a word. 
Realizing that he wasn't going to say anything, I let 
my breasts fall into view. As I did, he started to 
come, spraying his come all over my bare breasts. I 
took my hands, and rubbed his come into my skin, 
smiling as I seductively licked one finger. After 
watching him finish, I picked up my blouse and shorts, 
and put them back on.

I looked at him and said, "Can you give me everything 
now?"

"No."

"But I did what you wanted."

"I wanted you to give me a blowjob."

"But you just got a striptease and came all over me."

"I want a blowjob."

"But you're not hard."

"I think that's your problem. I want you to give me a 
blowjob."

"Tomorrow."

"Now."

"No, I'm too tired."

"Now, Lisa, or I go and send the email and put the web 
site up now."

I was hoping that I wouldn't have to do this, but 
realizing again that I had no choice, I knelt on the 
bed in front of him, and put my hand on his cock.

"Take off all of your clothes first." Adam said.

"No."

He just looked at me, and I got his point. I pulled off 
my blouse, and knelt in front of him again.

"All of your clothes Lisa."

Standing back up, I took off my shorts, and he looked 
at my panties and nodded his head. I shrugged my 
shoulders, and pulled them off, and quickly get back on 
my knees, not letting him get a good look at me. I 
didn't want him to know that I was really turned on and 
that my pussy was dripping wet.

I looked at his cock, and noticed that it has gotten 
hard again. Placing my hand around it, I started to 
pump it up and down. I looked at him, and moved my 
mouth closer to his cock. I flicked my tongue on the 
head, and tasted the saltiness of the come that was 
still there. I put the head of it into my mouth, and 
gently started to suck on it. Using my other hand to 
tickle his balls, my mouth and my hand found a rhythm, 
and I heard him start to moan. Starting to get into it, 
I removed my hand from his balls, and moved it between 
my legs and start to tickle my clit.

I heard him say. "Get on the bed, straddle my chest and 
keep sucking on my cock."

I had to remove my mouth from his cock as I did, but I 
kept pumping him with my hand, as I moved myself into 
the position that he requested. I could feel my breasts 
graze against his stomach, as my mouth started to suck 
on his cock again. I started to wiggle my ass, and I 
felt his hands tentatively touch me. Encouraged when I 
didn't move away, or say anything, his hands started to 
massage my rear. I felt his hands reach my inner thigh, 
and I moaned as he shyly placed his hand onto my mound. 
I felt his finger slowly probe my pussy, and I pushed 
myself against him, pushing his finger into me.

Soon his finger was pumping in and out of my pussy, I 
felt his finger move away, and I continued to wiggle, 
wanting something to keep my desire going. I was 
rewarded with his mouth, as he hesitantly kissed my 
slit. I felt his tongue lick my pussy, and as he pushed 
it into me, I heard myself start to moan.

I let his cock fall out of my mouth, and I heard myself 
tell him, "Fuck me with your tongue, mmmm, yes, like 
that, Adam. Do you like the way I suck your cock? Does 
it feel good?"

For his response, his tongue started to move faster. I 
returned my lips to his shaft, picked up the pace, and 
felt myself start to come. The orgasm hit me by 
surprise, and I moaned loudly as I felt the force of 
it. I moved off him and lay on the bed next to him, 
giggling.

"Are you okay, Lisa?"

Not able to speak at the moment, I heard myself just 
giggle more.

I watched as he moved on top of me, and I felt his cock 
press against me. I moved my hand down, and guided it 
into my pussy. As he pushed it into me, I felt the 
orgasm return.

"Your cock feels so good inside of me, mmmm, ohhhh, 
harder, fuck me harder, Adam."

Following my instructions, I felt his cock pump into me 
faster. Lost in ecstasy, I continued, "Ohhhh, fuck me, 
Adam, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME! Mmm, your cock feels 
so good in my hot pussy Adam, ohhhh, faster, yes! Like 
that! Mmm"

I started to come and he continued to pound into me. 
Not able to form words, I heard myself, "Mmm, ohhhh, 
mmm, ahhh."

My orgasm started to come in waves that subsided and 
came back stronger as he continued to fuck me. I tried 
to tell him that I couldn't take anymore, but not able 
to form the words, I started to move away from him, but 
before I could, I felt him pull out, and watched as his 
come flew out of his cock, spraying all over my body, 
all the way to my face. Collapsing next to me, I heard 
him trying to catch his breath.

I composed myself, stood and put on my blouse and my 
shorts. I looked at him and smiled as I said, "Can we 
get this over with? I'm really tired and have to get up 
early."

"Get what over with?"

" I want to watch you as you erase the pics and 
everything else."

"Why would I do that?"

"But, I gave you even more than you asked. I think I 
paid you off enough, Adam."

"I think if you try to remember, I told you that we 
were just starting. Keep listening to me like you did 
tonight and in no time you won't have to worry about 
the pics."

"What!?"

"I'll email you tomorrow and tell you what you have to 
do next. I think you better go home now. It's really 
late."

Not knowing what to say, I just put my hands on my hips 
and glared at him. Turning around in disgust, I crawled 
out his window and returned to my room. Laying on my 
bed, I tried to figure out how to get out of this, and 
yet a part of me seemed to be excited by it. Finally, I 
fell asleep.


Chapter 2

I woke up the next day, and went to school. Fortunately 
the morning was pretty uneventful and I only saw Adam 
for a quick second during lunch. Avoiding him, I sat 
with my friends, and pretended like everything was 
normal. P.E. is the last class of my day, and in the 
locker room I got into my swimsuit and went out to the 
pool. I looked across at the boys class at the other 
pool and I saw Adam staring at me, undressing me with 
his eyes.

For the first time, I took a close look at him, and 
noticed that he has filled out since we started high 
school. He had always been one of the skinny guys in 
elementary school and junior high, but because we were 
neighbors, and he was always really nice, we had been 
friends. Once we started high school, we grew distant 
as we both drifted into different circles of friends.

Although I wasn't the most popular girl in the school, 
I always got my fair share of attention from the guys. 
My sophomore year, I lost my virginity to my then-
boyfriend who I was firmly convinced that I loved. When 
his family moved to another city, I started to date 
some of the other guys, and somehow I started to get a 
reputation as a girl who would put out. I went through 
various boyfriends before I finally realized that they 
were only pretending to be in love with me until I went 
to bed with them. Then when they were tired of me they 
would drop me, usually dating my friend Tracy.

By the time I became aware of this, my sexual desires 
were now awakened in my body, and even though I hadn't 
had a boyfriend in a while, I learned to satisfy my 
hunger by myself. Now in my senior year, I had finally 
started to put the effort into my schoolwork, and my 
grades had improved sufficiently that I had been 
accepted at the University of Illinois.

I finished swimming my laps. Looking across at Adam, I 
watched him pull himself out of the pool. He looked 
toward me and I looked away. aafter a few seconds, I 
returned my gaze to him, and realized that he didn't 
fit in with the geeks that he hung around with. Hearing 
the whistle blow, I rejoined my friends and went into 
the locker room to shower and dress.

I walked out to my car, and passing the front of the 
school I saw Adam walking with his friends. On an 
impulse, I stopped and offered him a ride. All of his 
friends opened their mouths as he got into my car.

Driving away, I look at him and ask him, "Why do you 
hang out with them?"

"Because they aren't fakes. They are what they are, and 
accept themselves and don't try to be something they're 
not, unlike the people you hang out with."

"Can I tell you a secret?" Not waiting to hear his 
reply, I continued, "Most of the people that I hang out 
with I don't really like, Aimee is pretty cool and so 
is Jen, but Tracy is such a fake and so is everybody 
else. They're always talking about how they are so cool 
because they have such a nice car and their boyfriends 
are the star football players. I really get tired of 
them, but I guess habits are hard to break."

"But Tracy is so gorgeous, I would give anything to 
hang out with her."

"You would, maybe for the first ten minutes. then you 
would see how fake she is. I do admit that she really 
is beautiful, but..." I said, not finishing my 
sentence.

"You know, by pretending to be nice to me, it's not 
gonna help you. I still have the pictures and you still 
have to do what I say."

I tried to hold in my anger and told him, "I'm not 
pretending to be nice, and let's just say that I am 
realizing what a bitch I have been with you for the 
last four years.

"I remember when we were freshman, and I was standing 
in the hallway talking to Tracy, and you came and said 
hi. I looked at Tracy, and seeing that she wasn't 
impressed with you, I just ignored you. I didn't want 
to do that, but at the time I felt like I didn't have 
any choice. I'm sorry"

"I don't know if I believe you or not, but that really 
bothered me. I thought that we were friends, then you 
just ignored me. After you did that to me, I really 
started to hate you, and all that I could think of was 
getting even someday. Now I have my chance and..." He 
stopped speaking and for minutes there was a deafening 
silence. Not knowing what to say, I turned on the radio 
and the music seemed to lessen the tension in the air.

I pulled into my driveway, and opened the door. As we 
got out of the car, I told him, "Let me go in and 
change. I'll be over in a couple of minutes, okay?"

"Whatever, Lisa. Put on something sexy, okay?"

Not wanting to give his reply any importance, I ignored 
it and walked into my house. I went up to my room and 
looked out the window. I saw him looking toward me, 
smiling from his room. I closed the curtains, and 
looked in my closet. I decided to put on a sun dress, 
feeling that it was sexy enough that he wouldn't be mad 
at me, but modest enough to help me keep some dignity. 
I walked over to his house and knocked on his door.

Adam opened the door and invited me in. We went up to 
his room, and he sat on his bed, and I sat on the chair 
near his computer.

I told him, "Okay, we both know why I'm here, and I 
guess I'm ready to negotiate, but I wasn't lying before 
when I told you that I was sorry."

"I want to believe you, but let me think about it. I'll 
tell you what I want. I want you to be my girlfriend 
for our senior year, and go to the prom with me."

"When you say that you want me to be your girlfriend, 
does that mean..." I pause in the middle of my question 
and Adam continues it for me.

"Does that mean you have to fuck me? Isn't that what 
boyfriends and girlfriends do Lisa?"

"I wasn't talking about that, I was talking about 
hanging out with you at school. I really wouldn't have 
any problem with that, but some of the guys you hang 
out with are really geeky."

"Well, they really are pretty good guys once you get to 
know them. In fact, we are having a poker game tonight 
at Larry's house, and I want you to come with me. You 
will be able to get to know them and I will be able to 
start showing you off as my girlfriend."

"Do we have to go tonight Adam." I pouted, "I was 
hoping that we would be able to do this a little 
slower. It's going to look pretty weird if we go fast 
like this."

"So? I'll be ready at seven. I'll be waiting for you 
outside. Wear something sexy. I don't want you to have 
a bra on, and for it to be obvious that you don't, and 
I want you to wear a short dress or a skirt, so it's 
obvious that you don't have anything underneath."

"And how am I going to get past my parents dressed like 
that? Assuming that I agree to your demand."

"Not my problem, is it. And I don't see that you have 
much of an option, do you?"

"I'll see what I can do. I have to get home. My parents 
will be home any minute."

"Okay. Can I have my goodbye kiss first?" he said 
nervously.

I stood and sat next to him on the bed. I looked at him 
and smiled. I moved my lips toward his, and when I saw 
his eyes close, I pecked my lips against his, and stood 
up. I looked at him, and smiled seductively at him. Not 
saying another word, I walked toward the door, wiggling 
my butt as sexily as I could. I walked out of his house 
returned home, and headed straight to the kitchen to 
make dinner.

My parents got home and we ate dinner together for the 
first time in months. I told them that I was going to 
go to a movie with Adam. My mom smiled at me and said, 
"That would be nice, Lisa. You used to be such good 
friends, and he really is a nice boy. Not like some of 
the other boyfriends that you've had."

I groaned in response, "Oh, Mom, we're just going to a 
movie, don't make him my boyfriend yet, okay?"

After we finished eating, I cleaned up the table and 
washed the dishes. I told my parents that I was going 
up to change. They lifted their heads from the TV long 
enough to acknowledge me, and continued to watch TV.

I headed to my room, and searched in my closet. I 
realized that the only thing in my wardrobe that would 
satisfy Adam was a white silk miniskirt that I bought 
on a whim but never wore, and a white silk blouse that 
goes with it. I would never be able to get past my 
parents dressed like that, so I grabbed a pair of 
khakis and put them on, putting a thong under them. I 
put on a bra and a cotton shirt, and walked out and 
told my parents that I was leaving. My mom nodded her 
head in approval of the way that I was dressed and told 
me, "You look nice, Lisa. Go have a good time with 
Adam, and tell his parents hello from us."

"I will, Mom. I should be home by ten, but maybe a 
little later. Depends on how late the movie ends."

"Okay. Just be careful driving."

I nodded at her and walked out the door, and saw Adam 
waiting for me at my car, dressed almost the same as I, 
in Dockers and a white shirt. "Come on, let's go," I 
said.

We got into my car, and as we pulled away, he said, 
"You're not exactly dressed like I said. I told you..."

"I know," I said, interrupting him, "I guess I have to 
find someplace to change. Let me stop at the gas 
station up the street."

"I have a better idea, pull over and let me drive."

"What are you thinking of? Let me just change at the 
gas station."

"No, Lisa. Pull over."

Not having any idea what he was thinking of, I parked 
the car, running over the sidewalk, like I always do. 
Adam got out and walked to the driver's side, and I 
moved over into the passenger seat. Once Adam pulled 
out, I heard him tell me, "Okay, go ahead and change 
now."

"You're crazy! Somebody might see me."

"Just do it, or you can change in front of all my geeky 
friends."

I just looked at him, and realized that I wouldn't be 
able to change his mind. I started to undress. I took 
off my shirt, and after looking around to make sure 
that nobody was looking, I removed my bra.

"Don't put anything on, take off everything before you 
put your other clothes on," Adam ordered. Not wanting 
to argue with him, I bent down and took off my shoes, 
then quickly slid off my pants. I grabbed the other 
stuff, but before I could move he added, "The panties 
too."

Ignoring him, I quickly slid my skirt over my hips, and 
as we stopped at a red light, I reached for the blouse. 
Breaking the silence, I heard a loud horn next to me, I 
quickly glanced out the window and saw some guy driving 
a truck, looking down at my topless body. Trying to 
keep my composure, I quickly put on the blouse and 
ignored the truck driver as he whistled and yelled at 
me, "Nice tits. baby!"

The light finally changed and we continued on. I felt 
embarrassed, but at the same time strangely turned on.

"Take off the panties Lisa." Adam ordered.

"Come on! Let me keep some dignity," I pouted.

"Okay, but when I tell you to take them off, do it. 
Deal?"

"Do I have any choice?"

I turned on the radio and listened to music, instead of 
having a conversation. We finally got to Larry's house, 
and Adam got out of the car and walked to the front 
door. I sat and didn't move. When he finally noticed 
that I was still sitting in the car, he walked to my 
side of the car and opened the door.

As he started to say something, I stood and told him, 
"Thanks for opening the door for me. If I have to act 
like your girlfriend, at least you can act like my 
boyfriend."

I grabbed his hand, and he looked at me like I was 
crazy. "If you want them to think that I'm your 
girlfriend, we have to act like it, don't we?"

We walked to the door hand in hand, and he rang the 
bell. Larry answered and we walked in. I heard Adam 
tell them, "You all know Lisa, don't you. Lisa, this is 
Larry, Jason and Tim."

I looked at them, and it was Tim that got my attention. 
When I say that they are geeky, he seems to be the 
personification of geek. He even had a pocket protector 
in his shirt. I looked at the other two, and they 
seemed almost normal by comparison.

They all sat at the table, and Adam said, "Can you get 
us some beers? they're in the fridge."

I just looked at him. Holding my anger inside, I 
replied, "Sure, Adam."

I walked into the kitchen, and looked in the fridge for 
the beers. I grabbed a six pack, and as I was walking 
back to the table, I could feel my boobs bouncing under 
my blouse. I knew that they could see my nipples 
through the thin material.

Deciding to tease everybody, I bounced a bit more than 
necessary, and as I reached the table, I handed each of 
them a beer, bending over a bit, showing as much 
cleavage as I could. Looking into their eyes as I gave 
them the cans, I noticed that their eyes were riveted 
on my breasts. I pulled a chair up next to Adam, and 
sat and watched them play.

Every once in a while, I would go to the kitchen to get 
some beers for them, or some chips. Every time I did, I 
could feel their eyes on my butt trying to look up my 
skirt. Drinking with them, I felt the beer start to get 
to me, and along with the fun I was having teasing 
them, my inhibitions started to drop. A couple of times 
I intentionally dropped something, and bent over at the 
waist to pick it up, letting them look up my skirt.

Adam didn't seem to have any luck, and soon he lost 
nearly all of his money. Needing to raise a bet, I 
heard him say, "I'm out of money, guys, but if it's 
okay with you, I think Lisa's panties should be enough 
to cover it."

I looked at Adam, and stood and motioned for him to 
come with me into the kitchen to talk. We walked into 
the kitchen, and I said, "Remember the pictures."

Before I could reply, he turned and walked back to the 
table. Following him, I watched as he sat down, and 
looked at his hand. I saw that he was holding a pair of 
aces and a pair of tens. I don't know much about poker, 
but guessed that he had a fifty-fifty chance to win. I 
watched as Adam showed his cards. Tim and Jason throw 
their cards onto the table in defeat, but I looked at 
the smile that Larry had on his face and realized Adam 
had lost my panties. He showed his cards, a full house. 
Everybody's eyes turned to me, and I looked at Adam and 
watched him nod at me.

I stood, and felt their eyes on me. I reached my hands 
under my skirt and grabbed my panties. I could feel the 
wetness between my legs, as I pulled them down, stepped 
out of them and threw them on the table in front of 
Larry. Ignoring their applause. I sat and pressed the 
skirt between my legs. As I did, I accidentally pressed 
my hands against my pussy, and I almost let out a moan 
of desire. Holding it in, I stood and asked where the 
bathroom was. After Larry told me, I wiggled away from 
them toward the bathroom.

I closed the door, and I could here them whispering. 
Trying to make out what they were saying, I heard Adam 
announce that we were an item now. Nobody believed him, 
and he did something, saying, "I think that these are 
proof enough."

I heard their laughter, and I looked at myself in the 
mirror. I put my hands between my legs, and rubbed my 
finger against my clit. I stopped myself not wanting to 
admit that I was turned on by the situation.

I washed my hands and splashed water on my face. 
Accidentally, I splattered water on my blouse, making 
it nearly transparent where the water hit it. I looked 
in the mirror, and realized that one nipple could now 
be seen completely under the wet blouse. I pulled it 
away from my skin and tried to dry it off. Not 
accomplishing anything, I decided to wait for it to dry 
before going out. Then I heard Adam call me. "Hey, 
Lisa, can you get us some more brewskis."

"Just a minute, Adam." I called out.

"Hurry up, okay?"

I opened the door, and as I passed the table on the way 
to the kitchen, I saw them staring at me, focusing on 
my nearly exposed left breast. I grabbed some beers, 
and bounced back to the table. I gave all of them a 
beer, and opening mine, I guzzled as much of it as I 
could. I looked at them and laughed, saying, "You guys 
can close your mouths anytime."

Embarrassed, they started to play again, and since Adam 
was now out of money, I heard him say. "This is the 
last hand. Lisa and I have to get going, but since I'm 
out of money, I'll wager the rest of her clothes 
against all of your money."

"Deal!" Larry, Tim and Jason said in unison.

I stood behind Adam, and did my best to distract them 
while I looked at Adam's cards. He was one card away 
from a straight flush, and even though it is a long 
shot, I watched as he asked for one card. Not wanting 
to watch, I excused myself and went into the kitchen. I 
heard them as they started to show their cards, two 
kings for Jason, three tens for Larry, and a full house 
for Tim.

I heard Adam start to lay out his cards one by one. 
"Eight of hearts, nine of hearts, ten of hearts, jack 
of hearts." Pausing for effect, I hear the loud cheers 
as he showed his last card, drowning out his voice. 
Soon I heard their voices chanting, "Lisa, Lisa, Lisa."

I walked out to them, and looked at Adam. He just 
smiled as he stood and walked toward me. He whispered, 
"Just one mouse click and everybody will see those 
pictures."

I loudly replied, "If I am going to do this, you all 
have to promise not to tell anybody. If you tell 
anybody, I'll kill you."

I watched as they all nodded their heads.

Since I only had on two pieces of clothing, I turned 
and with my back to them, I took off my blouse. Not 
turning, I pulled down my skirt. I stood there for a 
while, until I Adam ordered, "Turn around, Lisa."

I did as he asked, covering my breasts and my mound 
with my hands. I looked at Adam, and I saw him nod 
toward my hands. Knowing what he wanted, I put my hands 
down. Soon I heard Adam tell me to turn so they could 
see me from the side. I obediently did as he said. Then 
he said, "Turn around with your back to us, spread your 
legs and touch your hands to the floor."

I looked at him with disgust, but did as he said. 
Feeling humiliated I listen as he continues to pose me, 
having me show off my body in whatever positions he 
could think of, doing everything that he asked. Then he 
said, "Lay down on the couch, on your back."

Feeling drunk not only from the beer, but from some 
hidden desire to show my body, I did as he asked. As I 
laid down, he continued, "Spread your legs."

Doing it, I could feel their eyes on me, as I felt the 
cool air blowing onto my hot pussy. "Open your pussy so 
they can see everything."

With both hands, I spread my pussy lips, letting them 
see all of me. Soon, I was overtaken by desire, and my 
finger started to rub my clit. Closing my eyes, I was 
hit by an unexpected orgasm, moaning in pleasure as I 
fucked myself with my finger for them.

I relaxed as my orgasm subsided. Opening my eyes I saw 
the four guys staring at me. Now feeling totally 
humiliated, I quickly stood and grabbed my clothes, not 
bothering to put them on. Once to my car, I put on the 
clothes that I started the night with, and I looked in 
the mirror and was surprised by the tears running down 
my cheeks.

Soon Adam joined me, and I turned the radio as loud as 
it could go, so I didn't have to hear him talk. I 
pulled in front of his house, and waited for him to 
leave. He got out of the car, and I quickly left him 
standing there. I pulled into my driveway and parked. I 
walked into the house, and thanked God that my parents 
were already sleeping.

I walked quietly into my room, not bothering to turn on 
the lights, and laid on my bed and cried myself to 
sleep. In the morning, I awoke with a sexual desire 
taking over my entire being. Half conscious, I started 
to rub myself, replaying the events of the night 
before. I came again and again, my mind filled with the 
vision of Adam, Jason, Tim, and Larry watching me 
masturbate. Soon I was satiated, but when I looked at 
the clock, I realized that I was late for school.


Chapter 3

I hopped out of bed and took a quick shower. I quickly 
got dressed in some jeans and a T-shirt, and ran out to 
my car. I found Adam waiting for me. Surprised to find 
him, I told him to get in, that we were late. He got in 
the car, and as I started to put the keys in the 
ignition, he grabbed them from my hand. "I don't feel 
like going to school today. Why don't we go someplace 
else?"

I had to admit, that I didn't really look forward to 
seeing his friends after last night, let alone sit with 
them and have to be friendly with them. I thought of my 
classes, and realized that I wouldn't be missing much 
by skipping class. I looked at Adam, and told him, 
"Okay, lets go in and call."

"I already did. If anybody asks, you had a terrible 
headache. Come to think of it, you probably do after 
drinking as much beer as you did."

"I feel fine. what do you want to do?"

"You need to ask?"

"I'll tell you what. This morning, while I was taking a 
shower, I came up with a plan to repay you. Listen to 
me, I think you'll like it. I was thinking about this 
my being your girlfriend thing, and even though I'm 
doing it for show now, why don't we just get to know 
each other again, and maybe something will happen 
between us."

I saw him start to open his mouth, and I continued 
before he could speak, "Wait, listen to my whole plan. 
You were saying yesterday about how hot you think Tracy 
is. What would you think about setting something up for 
your friends with her? Think of it this way: you get a 
chance to really have me as your girlfriend, and I have 
a chance to get to know you better and try to forget 
about what you've put me through in the last couple of 
days. I really blame myself for treating you like you 
didn't exist, and would like to make it up to you by 
getting to know you better. You're friends would have 
Tracy as their playmate. I think they would really like 
that, and since she has had a habit of stealing my 
boyfriends, I think the fake little bitch deserves 
whatever I can come up for her. What do you say? Does 
it sound like a plan?"

"It sounds good to me," he replied, "but let me think 
about it some more. The hard part is believing you, 
that you aren't lying, that you are really apologizing 
to me. I also find it hard to believe that you would do 
something like that to Tracy."

"I'm friends with Tracy because she is so popular. I 
really can't stand her. If I didn't pretend to like 
her, I would lose some of my real friends. I know that 
sounds shallow, but it's really true. Although now that 
I think about it, if they are friends with me only 
because I'm Tracy's friend, then maybe they are just as 
fake as she. And as for me apologizing to you, I really 
am sorry I treated you like I did. Just give me a 
chance to convince you, and maybe we can become friends 
again, or maybe even more. You've gotten pretty cute."

I watched him blush, and realized that he was a better 
person than any of my so-called friends. I told him the 
rest of my plan, and when I finished, he smiled at me 
and said, "Okay, Lisa, we have a deal. I won't have any 
problems getting Larry, Jason and Tim to help, plus 
they can help me set up the equipment that we're gonna 
need."

"Okay," I said, "We have a deal. Just make sure that 
they are to understand that last night never happened, 
and I'll deliver Tracy to them as promised. I feel like 
going to the beach today, How's that sound?"

"Sounds good. Let me go get my suit."

"Let's go buy some new ones. I need a new bikini and 
you can help me pick it out. Just let me pick out your 
suit, okay? You were dressed really nice last night, 
you should dress like that more often. We'll get you 
some new clothes today, too. Sound like a plan, Adam?"

"It's a plan. The mall doesn't open for another hour. 
What do you want to do until then?" Then he grinned and 
added, "I have an idea."

"I think I know what you want to do, but lets just let 
things happen, okay? I have one question for you, 
though. How hard is it to change the pictures so my 
face isn't recognizable?"

"It's pretty easy, just blur around your eyes and nose 
a little. Why?"

"I was thinking of having you put the web site up 
anyway, as long as my face isn't recognizable. It's 
sort of a sexy idea to have strangers look at my nude 
body. Can you work on that for me tonight?"

"Sure, Lisa. Are you sure you want me to do it though?"

"Yes, I've always liked to show myself off, although 
not as much as I have the last couple of days. I guess 
I'm discovering that I'm an exhibitionist. Yesterday 
when that trucker saw me topless, I was really tempted 
to let him see more of me, and I have to admit I liked 
showing off my body to your friends. God, I must sound 
like such a slut."

"Sort of, but I like your attitude."

"Let's go get something to eat, and then hit the mall." 
I say.

We got to McDonald's, and ate breakfast. We then headed 
to the mall, and just as it opened we went in. I took 
him by the hand, and we walked around. I finally found 
a nice pair of swim shorts for him. Keeping his hand in 
mine, I lead him to the Bikini Store. I held up a few 
bikini's, and he told me which one he liked. I had him 
sit outside the dressing rooms, and I tried on a couple 
of them and marched out so he could tell me which ones 
he liked. We decided on a white bikini, although the 
top is going to be hard to swim in without losing part 
of it. I decided that he has pretty good taste and I 
bought it. Getting dressed again in the change room, I 
left my bra off and stuffed it into my purse.

I took him around to some more stores and helped him 
pick out some clothes for his wardrobe. After about an 
hour more of shopping, we headed to the car and decided 
that was too hot for the beach. I told him that we were 
going to the zoo. He just looked at me, and agreed with 
me.

I tossed him my keys, and told him to drive. We got on 
the tollway, and in the middle of our conversation, I 
reached into the back and grabbed the bag that held my 
bikini. I smiled slyly at him, and I took off my top. 
When he saw that I was topless, he got a funny grin on 
his face. As we pulled close to a semi, Adam flashed 
the headlights to get the drivers attention, and I 
turned so that the truck driver could see my breasts. I 
was looking straight into the truckers eyes as Adam 
slowed down to keep pace with the truck. I reached down 
and unbuttoned my jeans, and pulled them off. Then I 
reached down and pulled off my panties, the whole time 
watching the trucker. When I was completely nude, I 
reclined my seat back, put one foot on the dash of the 
car, and hung the other out the window. I could feel 
the wind rushing against my bare pussy as I rubbed 
myself, telling Adam to speed up. As he did, I looked 
back, stretched my upper body out the window and blew a 
kiss to the driver.

I got back in the car and leaned back in the seat. 
Spreading my legs, I started to play with myself, and 
was soon rewarded with a tremendous orgasm. I rested 
for a while with my eyes closed, and I heard Adam tell 
me that we were almost to the zoo. I grabbed my bikini 
bottom and slid into it, and reached in the backseat 
and pulled out a new pair of tight denim shorts that I 
bought.

I put the shorts on over the bikini, and Adam said, 
"You better put your top on. We'll be at the booth to 
pay for parking soon."

I looked ahead, and saw that the guy in the booth was 
an older man. I smiled at Adam, and turned my body so I 
was leaning against the car door and the back of the 
seat. I closed my eyes, pretending to sleep. I tried to 
imagine what the attendant was thinking as he looked at 
my bare breasts. When I heard Adam say thanks, I opened 
my eyes, and looked straight into the attendant's eyes. 
I smiled at him, squeezed my breasts together and 
wiggled them as Adam drove off.

Laughing, I grabbed my bikini top, and put it on. We 
walked around the zoo looking at all of the animals 
while I teased the men watching me. Before long, we 
realized that we had to head home. I drove back, and 
the ride was uneventful as we talked about my plan to 
get Tracy. We worked out some of the details, and 
agreed that the best night to do it would be Saturday.

I will make Tracy jealous of me by flirting with her 
boyfriend, triggering a fight. If all goes according to 
plan, then this should keep her home, so I can invite 
her over to my house and set the trap.

I pulled into my driveway, and as I walked to my door, 
Adam followed me. I looked at him, and put my finger to 
his lips, telling him to be quiet. I closed my eyes, 
and pressed my lips against his, giving him a real kiss 
for the first time. We kissed for a little while, and 
as he got used to it, I found that he had delicious 
lips. I broke our kiss, and said, "I'll see you later 
tonight. I have to get dinner started."

"Okay," he said smiling at me, "Lisa..." he paused, 
then continued, "Never mind. I'll ask you some other 
time."

I went inside and headed into the kitchen to make 
dinner. I looked at the answering machine, and listened 
as my dad explained that he had to fly to New York at 
the last minute, and wouldn't be home. The next message 
was from my mom telling me that she decided to fly out 
and spend the night with my dad, and that I should be 
able to take care of myself for one night. I smiled at 
this, because I have been taking care of myself for the 
last six years. I decided to order a pizza, but when it 
arrived my taste for it had disappeared, and I only 
nibbled at it. I watched TV for a while, and then I 
picked up the phone and called Tracy's boyfriend, 
Kevin.


Chapter 4

Kevin is actually my ex. Tracy stole him from me. Since 
he was the quarterback of the football team, he was the 
most popular guy in school. I talked and flirted with 
him, and told him that I couldn't wait to see him 
tomorrow at school. He seemed confused by my attitude, 
and with good reason. Since he had broken up with me to 
date Tracy, I had barely even acknowledged his 
existence. I simply explained to him that in the time 
that we had been apart, I had figured some things out, 
and decided to make some changes in my life and my 
attitude, hinting that I wanted him back.

After I got off the phone with Kevin, I went to my room 
and logged onto AOL. I found Adam on line, and sent him 
an IM. "Hey, Adam."

"Hi, Lisa. Use this link to look at the site with the 
your pictures on it. If you're really sure that you 
want to have your pics on the Internet, all I have to 
do is tell people about it."

Okay, I'll check it out. I had fun today."

"So did I. Do you really think that your plan will 
work? I've already talked to the guys, and they said 
that everything is OK with them."

"It will work. You guys have the easy part. I have to 
do all of the work."

"We get to watch though :-)"

"I'm sure that you'll get to see a sexy show. I'm not 
really into typing today. My parents are gone for the 
night, so when you get a chance, sneak over."

"OK, I have a couple of things to do, then I'll be 
right over. Check out the site before you log off."

"OK, see you soon."

With that, I used the link that he had given me, my 
browser started up, and I watched the site come up like 
it had the other night. This time, Adam had changed the 
picture in the window to one of me from the neck down, 
and I noticed that the counter had 1 visitor. I clicked 
on the window, and eventually got to the pictures of me 
masturbating. I looked and saw that he had blurred my 
eyes and now I was virtually anonymous.

Before I signed off, I e-mailed him and told him to do 
whatever he had to do, that the web site looked good to 
me. I signed off, took a quick shower, and put on a 
lace bra with a matching thong, and a pair of black 
thigh-highs. On top of that I put on a black silk robe 
and stepped into my slut shoes: black spike heels with 
a strap that wrapped around my ankle. I applied my 
makeup a bit heavier than usual and got myself ready 
for Adam.

I wobbled back into my room, getting used to the heels, 
and found Adam waiting for me on my bed. I looked at 
him and smiled. "How do I look?"

"You look so beautiful."

I blushed as I took in his words, and said. "I was 
thinking, maybe we could make some money off of the web 
page. Charge a membership fee, and put up new pictures 
every week, and maybe a web cam or something. I know 
that I'm not model-type beautiful, but I've seen some 
of the web sites run by amateurs, and I'm better 
looking than most of them."

"You could be a model if you wanted to. Maybe not for 
designers or anything like that -- you're a little 
short for that -- but the rest of you is model 
material."

"Maybe I could pose for Penthouse or Playboy, huh?" I 
said as I opened my robe. "What do you think?"

"I think that you are very beautiful. Hey, do you want 
to take some pictures now? I have a digital camera, 
and...."

"Okay, go get it."

Adam smiled at me, and practically jumped out my 
window. In seconds he was back with his camera. "Ready 
whenever you are."

"I don't know where I should pose, or even how to pose. 
Why don't we look for some sites on the web so I can 
get an idea of what to do."

"Okay. Log on and we'll see what we can find."

I signed onto AOL, and started my browser. We went to a 
couple of search engines, and I was astonished at the 
number of sites that we found. We finally found a site 
with a girl that we both agreed was really sexy. I got 
my credit card out of my purse, and we signed up as 
members. We looked at the non-member photos, and saw 
that although she was teasing a lot, she didn't show 
anything, just lots of cleavage, and some pictures of 
her in thongs.

Then we went into the members section and looked at the 
pictures there. Here she didn't hide anything. She was 
proudly showing off her breasts, and there were also a 
lot of pictures of her with her legs wide, spreading 
her pussy with her hands.

"Do you think you could pose for pictures like that?" 
Adam asked me.

"Sure, why not? But I think if we decide to do this, 
I'll have to show my face, I mean, who would want to 
pay for my site, if my face was hidden? I'm not sure if 
I'm ready for that."

I pressed the button for the next series of pictures, 
and the next set were of her and somebody else, 
presumably, her boyfriend. I then became very aware of 
Adam's next to me, as we looked at a picture of her 
with a cock in her mouth, Adam looked at me and asked, 
"How about that? Do you think you could do that?"

I laughed as I said. "I think I did that to you 
already!"

Blushing, he replied, "I mean pictures like that. Do 
you think you could put up pictures of yourself with a 
cock in your mouth? "I don't know about that, but..."

With those words, my hand went to Adam's jeans, and I 
pulled them down, along with his shorts. I looked 
hungrily at his cock, and imagined somebody taking 
pictures of me as I sucked on it. I gave it a baby 
kiss, and looked up at him. "I think we should take 
some pictures first, before my hair gets messed up."

"I think we should forget about the pictures for now."

"Let me get on the bed, and take some pictures of me 
first, okay?" I said as I pulled his pants back up, and 
carefully zipped him back up.

"Why don't we take some of you sitting at your 
computer?"

I watched as he grabbed his camera, and started to take 
my picture. I tried to smile seductively, but feeling 
ridiculous, I burst out laughing.

"What... What's so funny?" he asked, looking down at 
his fly.

"I just feel so ridiculous doing this, but I really 
like the idea of showing off my body to strangers. Let 
me gain my composure and we'll start over."

Instead of trying to pose for the camera and look sexy, 
I decided to just act like somebody was watching me, 
and to innocently look sexy.

Ignoring the camera, I closed the browser, and entered 
a chat room called, "Short Skirts." It wasn't long 
before I was inundated with IM's from men wanting to 
chat with me. I saw the flash a couple of times, as 
Adam photographed me, but did my best to ignore them. 
One of the guys I was chatting with seemed reasonably 
intelligent, so I invited him into a private chat room 
with me. Once we were both in, I shut off the IM's, and 
started to talk with him.

"Hi, Lisa." Read the IM from Voyur69.

"Hi, Voyeur," I replied. Since we had already gone 
through the basic AOL chat questions about what I look 
like, and my measurements, I watched as he got right to 
the point."

"What are you wearing, Lisa?"

"I'm wearing a black silk robe, and underneath it I 
have on a tiny black lace bra, a tiny lace thong, and 
thigh-highs."

"I bet you look sexy."

"My boyfriend is here. He sure thinks I do. In fact, he 
has his camera out and is taking pictures of me as I 
type."

"I would love to see one."

"I bet you would. If you are good to me, after we're 
done, I'll email you some of the pictures. Would you 
like that?"

"I would love it!"

"I feel so horny right now, what do you say if I open 
my robe a little, and let him take some pictures of me 
like that?"

"That would be perfect," he replied.

I opened the robe, and let it fall slightly open at the 
top. I felt the cool breeze hit my skin, and I could 
feel a fever start to build inside me. Blinded by the 
flash, I typed, "I hope I look sexy because I sure feel 
naughty doing this."

""Open the robe completely. Lisa."

"OK." I let the robe open completely, and looked at 
Adam as he snapped some more pictures.

"Can you take off the robe now?"

"Sure," I typed.

Standing, I let the robe fall to the floor. I bent at 
the waist, with my back to Adam, and typed, "OK, it's 
off, and my boyfriend is busy taking pictures of my 
butt. What should I do now?"

"Turn around, and let him take some pictures of you 
from the front, then take off your bra, and take some 
more pictures with your hands hiding your tits."

I replied, "But when I type, I need both hands. I'm not 
going to be able to hide very much."

"That's no problem. Lisa. Just do what I tell you to 
and let him take the pictures."

"OK" I turned and faced Adam, and pressed my breasts 
together. Reaching up, I pushed each strap down, then I 
reached down to the front of the bra, and unclasped it. 
Covering my breasts with my arm, I let the bra fall to 
the floor. Placing my hands on each breast, I cupped 
them, trying to make them look as big as I could.

"Sit on your chair and spread your legs a little."

Letting my breasts fall into view, I sat in the chair, 
and replied. "OK, I'm sitting on the chair, leaning 
back and my legs are slightly spread."

"Good, Lisa. Sit up straight, and put your feet up on 
the chair, near your butt."

"OK."

"Now, let your feet back down, put your head back, and 
push out your chest."

"OK."

"Slide off your panties."

I slid them off and let them fall on the floor next to 
my chair. "OK, my panties are off."

"Now kneel on the chair, with your hands on the back of 
the chair, and wiggle your ass for the camera."

He continued. "I bet your pussy is really wet! Reach 
back and put your finger into it."

I continued to follow his suggestions, and watched as 
he told me. "Sit on the chair, open your legs wide, and 
open your pussy for the camera."

Finally back into a position where I could quickly 
type, I answered him: "OK."

I spread my legs and with both hands I reached between 
my legs and opened the folds of my vagina. Feeling very 
excited, I could feel the wetness of my pussy.

"Now I want you to play with yourself, until you 
orgasm, feeling my eyes through the camera. Just watch 
what I type. Don't respond"

"OK." I replied.

"Think about a total stranger watching you masturbate."

"Imagine how you would feel as his eyes bore into 
yours"

"As his eyes watch your hands as you play with your hot 
cunt."

"His eyes watch your breasts heave and jiggle as your 
orgasm continues to build.."

Feeling as if I were on fire from the desire burning in 
me, one finger stroked my clit, another pushed in and 
out of my pussy. I tried to slow myself down but was 
too far gone to do anything but race toward my 
impending orgasm.

"You can't see him, but you imagine that he has his big 
cock out, and he is masturbating as he watches you."

"As your finger enters your hot tight cunt, you long 
for something bigger."

Closing my eyes, I could almost feel the flash as Adam 
took my picture. "Mmmmmm, oooohhhhh!," I moaned.

My body in ecstasy, my mind feeling the eyes of men 
looking at the pictures. I was soon lost in orgasm. 
Breathing quickly, unable to take deep breaths, I heard 
myself moan loudly, "OHHHHHHHHH, MMMMMMMMMMMM, 
NNNNMMMMM."

I felt another flash, and I opened my eyes, and looked 
at Adam. Unable to contain myself. I jumped out of the 
chair and pushed him onto the bed. I hastily opened his 
jeans and pulled his pants down. Still imagining 
somebody watching, I sat on his cock. pushing it deep 
into me. Pulling myself up, I was near the limit of my 
sexual capability. Moaning with desire, I pushed him 
into me four or five times and felt myself start to 
lose control. Needing more, I pushed his cock into me 
one more time, and felt a rush as my orgasm peaked. I 
felt myself start to feel faint, and I pulled up, and 
thrust his cock into me one more time. As I did, I 
heard myself growl and I felt myself faint, feeling 
engulfed by my sexuality as everything went gray, then 
black.

I woke up, laying on my bed. Opening my eyes, I saw 
Adam typing quickly on the keyboard. I heard myself 
call out weakly, "Adam, what happened?"

Hearing my voice, he turned and rushed to me, "Lisa, 
are you okay? I thought that..."

Feeling my strength come back, I smiled at him and told 
him. "What happened, I was coming and then I just 
blacked out. I feel fine now though."

"That guy you were talking to on AOL said that people 
can black out from a too strong orgasm. He's been 
trying to calm me down for the last five minutes. He 
says that he's a doctor. I was about to call 911."

"Oh, my God! Can you imagine them coming into my room 
and taking me completely naked to the emergency room? 
And me trying to explain to the doctors, and my parents 
what I was doing and what happened? Let me talk to him. 
Help me stand up, I still feel a little woozy."

Adam helped me to the computer, and I typed, "Hi, it's 
Lisa."

"Hi, Lisa, how do you feel? Adam told me what 
happened."

"I feel good, just a little weak."

"You should be OK, you just had what the French call 
the little death. It's what they call an orgasm, and I 
think you just found out why."

"I was feeling so good and then boom, are you sure that 
I'm OK.?"

"I'm a doctor. You should be fine, but if it would make 
you feel better, you can go get checked out tomorrow."

"I'll take your word for it."

"So did your boyfriend really take pictures?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to send them to me so I can see them?"

"I think I'm going to sleep for a while. I'll have Adam 
send them to you."

"Okay, I can't wait to see them."

We said our goodbyes, and I looked at Adam, then looked 
down at myself, realizing that I was still completely 
naked, and started to giggle. He started to laugh with 
me, and I put my arm around his shoulders, and gave him 
a long deep kiss. I soon started to feel myself getting 
hot again. I looked at him and said, "I think I better 
take it easy."

"I think so too, Lisa. I can get these pictures ready 
and send them to Voyur69. He really helped keep me 
calm. Are you sure you want him to see them?"

"Sure, why not? I promised him. Next time, I'll see if 
I can make you die a little death," I said, smiling at 
him and holding him against me.

We kissed a little more, and I watched him as he 
crawled out my window. As he turned to look back at me, 
I blew him a kiss. I walked to my window, and watched 
him crawl into his room. I closed my drapes, turned off 
the light, and ignoring the desire burning between my 
legs, I fell asleep.


Chapter 5

I found Adam waiting for me when I went out to my car 
in the morning. I kissed him and let him drive to 
school. My morning classes were uneventful, and when my 
lunch period came around, I looked for Kevin in the 
cafeteria. I found him sitting with some of his 
teammates from the football team. Getting his 
attention, I waved for him to come and sit with me.

Sitting next to me, we talked about how his pursuit of 
a scholarship was going, and I pretended to be 
interested. Soon, the conversation turned to his 
relationship with Tracy, and I learned that he was 
getting bored with her. All that she wanted was for him 
to be with her. He was starting to feel boxed in by 
her. I hinted that I would be there for him if he 
needed me. The bell rang for the next class. I smiled 
at him and told him that I would see him soon.

The rest of the day was routine, and in gym class I 
quickly did my laps, and watched as Adam swam his. 
After P.E. was over, I quickly showered and got 
dressed, and stood outside the main entrance waiting 
for Adam and his friends. I saw Tracy, her long blonde 
hair and her pert breasts bouncing as she approached 
me. She seemed upset.

"Kevin is mine, Lisa. Stay away from him or else!"

"Or else what, Tracy? Am I supposed to be scared of you 
or something?"

I felt her hands on my shoulders, and I instinctively 
moved my hands and pushed them off of me. "Don't touch 
me like that. We're supposed to be friends," I 
protested.

"Friends don't go around flirting with their friends' 
boyfriends. Bitch!" Tracy sneered.

"I guess it was just a coincidence that every time I 
was finished with somebody, you always ended up with 
them. Slut!"

As soon as I got the last word out, she charged me. 
Remembering to keep my senses, I moved to the side, and 
her punch buzzed past my face. Now she was defenseless. 
I grabbed her around her waist, and pushed her into the 
wall. Stopping herself with her outstretched arms, she 
turned and charged into me again. This time, I ducked 
and felt her punch glance off the top of my head. 
Opening my eyes, I saw that her bare stomach was in 
front of me, and with all of my force, I slammed my 
fist into it.

I heard her grunt, and I pushed her away from me. 
Doubled over in pain, her friends -- my friends -- ran 
to her and held her back as she tried to charge me 
again. I looked toward the door, and saw Mr. Jackson, 
the principal, run out the door toward us.

"Miss Roberts, Miss Travis, in my office now! Everybody 
else, get out of here."

Not saying a word, we both followed him into his 
office. Shoving the office door closed, he said, "I 
don't know what got into you two, and I don't care. 
Since I've never had any trouble with either of you 
before, I'll give you one chance. Before you start 
talking, I think you should know that I saw the whole 
thing from my office."

As the room filled with silence. He looked at me and 
told Tracy, "Wait outside."

I watched Tracy leave and looked at Mr. Jackson. I saw 
his eyes move to my chest. I looked down and noticed 
that the top two buttons of my blouse had opened. I 
buttoned them and waited for him to speak.

"I want you to know that I saw what happened. I try to 
make it a point to watch the front doors from my office 
everyday in case there is any trouble. What I saw was 
you, standing in front. Tracy came up and said 
something to you. I couldn't tell if you said anything 
to provoke her, but the next thing I saw was her 
charging you, trying to punch you. Did you provoke her 
in any way, Lisa?"

Trying to look as innocent as I could, I looked up at 
him and said, "I have no idea what her problem is. I 
was just standing there, and she started calling me 
names. Then she tried to hit me."

"Somehow, I don't think you are telling the whole 
story, but I have to go with what I saw. You aren't 
suspended, but I want you in my office tomorrow after 
school for detention. Understand, young lady?"

"Yes, sir."

"Wait for Tracy to come in, and then wait outside. And 
next time you are involved in a fight, you will be 
suspended."

He opened the door and Tracy entered the room. I 
noticed that the palms of her hands were scratched up, 
and I smiled sweetly at her as I left the office and 
waited outside. After about five minutes had passed, 
Mr. Jackson opened the door of his office.

"In lieu of a suspension, Tracy has agreed to talk with 
you, in my office, to get everything straightened out. 
I will be right outside watching, and if I see anything 
besides mouths moving, you will both be suspended. 
Understood?"

"Yes, sir," we replied in unison.

I went into the office, and sat a chair away from 
Tracy. She looked at me and said sweetly. "You'll pay 
for this, bitch."

"I am so scared, Tracy. You attacked me, remember? We 
are supposed to be friends. We can talk this over in a 
day or so, after our tempers have cooled down. Then, if 
you still want to fight, we can, just you and me with 
nobody to stop us."

"Like I really want to talk to you. Kevin is mine and 
stay away from him."

"If you agree to meet me Saturday night to talk, I'll 
stay away from him."

"That's all you want?"

"For now. Mr. Jackson is outside. Come over to my house 
Saturday night, and we'll talk. Maybe we can settle our 
differences and remain friends. I'll stay away from 
Kevin."

"How about Friday night? Kevin is going out with his 
buddies Friday, and Kevin and I are supposed to go out 
Saturday."

"Friday is fine with me. Come over about seven. Let's 
see if we can act like adults."

"Okay, Lisa. You stay away from Kevin tomorrow, and 
I'll come over tomorrow night."

I was closest to the door, and I stood and opened it, 
letting Mr. Jackson back into his office.

"Nice to see you two acting like civilized mature young 
ladies again," Mr. Jackson said, his eyes glancing at 
our breasts. "Now get out of here, and if either of you 
are ever in my office again for anything, you will be 
suspended. Understood?"

"Yes, sir," we replied in unison.

Walking out of his office, we headed down the hall. 
Tracy whispered into my ear, "He couldn't keep his eyes 
off of our boobs."

I tried not to laugh too loudly, and whispered back, "I 
think we could both get out of detention if we wanted 
to."

"I bet he is watching our asses wiggle right now."

"On the count of three, both of us turn around and 
check, 1, 2, 3." We both turned our head toward his 
office and saw him standing, watching us walk down the 
empty hall. I looked over at Tracy, and watched as she 
exaggerated her natural wiggle. I did the same, and we 
both giggled as we turned the corner.

I watched as she ducked into the nearest classroom. 
Puzzled, I followed her in. "Watch this, I don't want 
to go to detention with all of the losers" she said. 
Turning away from me, I watched as she pulled off her 
white T-shirt, took off her bra and put the T-shirt 
back on. Her nipples were clearly outlined through her 
tight shirt. I smiled at her, and not turning, I 
stripped off my blouse and my bra. I put my blouse back 
on, leaving it unbuttoned down to the bottom of my rib 
cage. We left the classroom, and headed toward the 
principal's office.

Tracy knocked on his door, and when he saw us, he rose 
and opened it. "Yes?" He asked.

Walking into his office, Tracy said, "Lisa and I were 
just wondering... Neither of us really can stay after 
school for detention tomorrow. Is there any way we 
could get you to change your mind?"

I watched as he sat behind his desk, trying to look us 
in the eyes. I leaned onto his desk, and could feel my 
breasts nearly fall out of my blouse.

"Please sir, detention is for losers, and Tracy isn't a 
loser, nor am I. Just let us off this one time, and 
we'll leave right now, and you'll never have to see us 
in your office again, unless you really want to."

Poor Mr. Jackson was trying to stay focused on our 
eyes, but he kept glancing down nervously at our 
breasts. Tracy put her hands in the air, stretching, 
and I watched as her short T-shirt moved up and the 
undersides of her breasts were exposed to the 
principal. "Just let us off, please, Mr. Jackson, sir."

"Okay," he replied nervously, his eyes peeking at 
Tracy's tits. "This one time. Now get out of here."

Hearing his words, we looked at each other and smiled. 
We started to jump up and down and giggle, and I could 
feel my loose breasts jiggle, nearly falling out my 
blouse. We both ran up to Mr. Jackson and gave him a 
quick hug, pressing our breasts into him. "Thank you, 
thank you, sir."

We both ran out the door, and down the hall. Turning 
the corner, we ran outside, she glanced at my chest and 
said, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"At seven. See you then Tracy."

I turned and walked toward my car, and on a whim, I 
glanced back, and saw Tracy watching me. Wiggling my 
hips, I got to my car and drove home, stopping at 
Wendy's for dinner.


Chapter 6

Once home, I looked at the answering machine, and 
listened to a message from my parents, telling me that 
they were going to stay in New York for the weekend and 
for me to be careful and behave myself. I fast 
forwarded a couple of messages from telemarketers, then 
I heard Tracy's voice.

"Hi, Lisa, it's Tracy, I was wondering? Could we talk 
tonight instead of tomorrow? I think it would be better 
if we patched things up as fast as we could. Call me 
back as soon as you can."

I ran to my room, looked out the window, and saw Adam 
at his computer. I crawled out, and knocked on his 
window. Letting me in, I told him, "Tonight! We have to 
do it tonight."

"I'm ready whenever you are, Lisa," he said smiling at 
me.

"No, I mean Tracy is coming over tonight."

"But we're not ready yet, and the guys have plans for 
tonight."

"I guess I'll just have to wing it. Give me your 
camera."

"But we were going to videotape everything, we can't 
get everything set up that fast."

"Just tape what you can from outside my window. I'll 
have my video camera ready and see if I can get 
something to happen with that too. I have to go. See 
what you guys can do. I'll be back in a second, I have 
to call her."

I kissed him and ran back to my house. I called her and 
told her that tonight was fine, and that I would pick 
her up about seven. We agreed and I ran back to my 
room.

Adam was waiting for me, and told me, "The guys will be 
here in a minute to set up everything we need. We're 
gonna try to set up everything like we planned. Can you 
give us till eight?"

"No promises, but I'll try."

"Do your best," he said, handing me another Zip disk. 
"Here are the pictures that we took last night. I think 
you could make some serious money with your own web 
site. I put some of the pics on the web site already. I 
blurred out your eyes again."

"Thanks, Adam. I'm going to eat real quick, then I'll 
go pick her up. I'll try to stall, but email me a note 
to let me know if you guys got everything set up. Leave 
me your camera, and if I have to, I'll make it up as I 
go."

"Give us enough time, and we'll get everything ready. 
Are you sure there isn't enough time for?..."

"I'm running around crazy, and all that you can think 
of is sex?" I replied. "Maybe we'll have time later 
tonight. I have to get going."

I finished the sentence, and watched him crawl out the 
window. I went to the window, and when he looked back 
at me, I playfully opened my blouse and licked my lips 
as I squeezed my breasts together. I laughed at him and 
closed my blouse, blowing him a kiss as left the 
window.

I went to the kitchen, looked at my now-cold hamburger, 
and decided to eat later. I turned on the TV for a 
second, and then heard a knock on my door. I opened it 
and found Adam and his friends.

"We're ready to set up the cameras in your room."

"Come on. We'll have to figure out where to hide them."

"We'll hide them and when we're ready we'll let you in 
to see if you find them."

I watched as they carried some boxes up to my room. 
After about ten minutes, I Adam yelled, "Okay, Lisa. 
We're ready for you."

I entered the room, and the first thing I noticed was 
that my big stuffed bear had been moved from my bed and 
was now sitting on my desk.

"There's one camera," I said pointing at the bear, "but 
I can't see it." I walked closer, looked closely at it, 
but still couldn't find anything.

I looked back at them, and they were smiling and 
laughing at me. "There isn't one there. We just wanted 
to fool you with that."

I put my hand on my hip and thrust my hip out. "Very 
funny guys."

I glanced around the room and in the closet, but still 
couldn't find anything. Then I noticed on top of my 
dresser a new stuffed parrot. I looked closer at it and 
saw that one of the eyes was actually a camera lens. "I 
found one!" Looking at my computer, I saw a QuickCam on 
top of the monitor. "I found another one. So how does 
this stuff get taped?"

"There's a transmitter that sends out a signal. I'll 
have the receiver set up in my room. We'll tape 
everything on four VCRs, and then edit it down 
tomorrow."

"Do you have it set up yet?"

"Not yet. We'll have it ready in about an hour or so. 
You found the camera on your dresser. That will see 
everything that happens on your bed, and the one on 
your monitor should catch everything by your computer. 
The other is hidden on the other side of the bed, 
behind the mirror."

"Okay, now everybody out. I have to take a quick shower 
before I go."

I watched them as they picked up their boxes and tools, 
and crawled out my window. "Hey, Adam, you said four 
VCRs. there are only three cameras in my room."

"We are going to videotape your window from my room. So 
try to keep the curtains open and the lights have to 
stay on. Understand?"

"Yes, sir," I said as I saluted him. I kissed him and 
felt his hand shyly brush against my breasts. I pushed 
him away and closed the window and the drapes. I took a 
very quick shower, and came back into my room. I took 
off my robe, and looked through my closet, trying to 
figure out what to put on to seduce Tracy. An idea came 
to me, and I picked up my phone and called her.

"Hi, Tracy, it's Lisa."

"Hi, Lisa. It's almost seven."

"My parents are out of town. Do you think that you 
could convince your parents to let you sleep over at my 
place tonight? I would feel better if somebody were 
here to keep me company."

"It's a school night, but I'll ask my dad."

"I know that you can get anything from your dad by 
pouting. You have him wrapped around your finger, 
little girl."

"I know," she giggled.

"I'll be there in a couple of minutes, and we can pick 
up something for me to eat. I haven't had anything to 
eat since lunch."

We hung up, and I went back to my closet. I picked out 
a tight short T-shirt like Tracy had on today, and a 
pair of tight denim shorts. Not putting anything 
underneath them, I started to leave. Remembering that I 
was supposed to keep the curtains open, I walked back 
to my window, and opened them. I looked out and saw 
Adam waving for me to come over.

I crawled out and into his room, and followed him into 
the basement of his house. I saw four VCRs and TVs, and 
watched as Adam picked up a remote, and pressed the 
rewind button. He played the tape, and I heard my 
conversation with Tracy, and watched myself talking on 
the phone with her, completely nude, my hand 
absentmindedly playing with my breast.

I turned back to them, and they all had sheepish grins 
on their faces. "That is just the warm-up guys. Wait 
till you see the main event."

"You don't have to stall her. we've got everything 
ready."

"Obviously," I said and wiggled up the stairway, went 
back out the window, and headed straight for my car.

I pulled into Tracy's driveway and honked the horn.

I watched as she bounced out the door and jumped into 
my car, throwing her backpack into the backseat. "I can 
sleep over tonight! Let's go." She then pushed a 
cassette into my tape deck, and turned up the volume as 
I pulled away from her house.

We got to my house, and went straight into my bedroom. 
I apologized to her. "Give me a second, I haven't 
checked my email yet tonight."

I flicked on the computer, and read a message from 
HotGuy23. "Last night was fun, Lisa. I really liked the 
pic that you sent me. You are even more beautiful than 
you said you were. I hope you don't mind, but I put you 
on my buddy list. Hope to talk to you soon. HG."

"You sent a guy your picture, Lisa?

"Sure why not? They ask and if I like the way they talk 
to me, I'll send it to them."

I opened another email from SirWm118, "Hi, Lisa. Missed 
you lately. Can you send me some more pics when you 
have some? I think you are really sexy, and would love 
to see more of your pics. Your tits and ass are 
perfect."

"You sent him pictures of you naked?"

"I have, but he hasn't gotten any yet. I've sent him 
some of me, dressed more or less like I am now."

"But you have nude pictures of yourself?"

"Yes, but what I really like to do is to go into chat 
rooms and tease the guys in there. I like to find one 
guy that I like, and talk dirty with him."

"I've done that, too. It's pretty boring."

"You just have to find the right guy, and the right 
subject. I like to go into a room called Truth or Dare. 
It's just like it sounds. You find a partner and take 
turns asking questions or making dares. Want to see?"

"Sure."

I went to the chat rooms, and found a T or D room that 
I was able to get into. Within minutes, I was 
overwhelmed with IMs. I left the room and started to 
sort through them. I closed the ones with guys already 
talking dirty or being obnoxious, and then took out the 
ones that asked if I had a picture first. This left me 
with three candidates.

I went through the standard questions and finally I 
received an IM from HotGuy23. I apologized to the 
others, and followed HotGuy into a private room.

Shutting off my IMs, I typed. "Hi HG, I'm ready for 
your dares. I bet there isn't anything that you can 
come up with within reason that I won't do."

"You do everything that he asks?" I heard Tracy ask me.

"Yes, I gave him some guidelines to follow before. He 
can't go out of the boundaries that I have set. Should 
I tell him that you're here with me?"

"Will I have to do anything?"

"Not anything that you don't want to. But I have to 
warn you, he is pretty risque."

"Okay, tell him."

I looked at Tracy, and even though my room was warm, I 
could see her nipples pressing against the thin 
material of her tight shirt.

I typed, "I have a friend here with me, her name is 
Tracy."

"Hi, Tracy."

"Tracy says hi," I responded.

"What are you two wearing?"

"We both have on tight cropped T-shirts and tight 
shorts."

"Anything underneath?"

I looked at Tracy, and she smiled at me and shook her 
head. "Nothing underneath. No bras, no panties."

"Tell me what Tracy looks like, Lisa."

I looked at Tracy and typed, "She is a little taller 
than me, and she has blonde hair past her shoulders. 
Body wise, she is built almost like me, but with bigger 
boobs, though,"

"She sounds really sexy."

"What are her measurements?"

"Should I tell him, Tracy?"

She grabbed the keyboard from me, and I watched her 
type, "36-C -24 - 36"

"She sounds very hot. Do you have a pic of her?"

"No, but I can take one of her if it's okay with her."

"What do you say Tracy? Let Lisa take a pic and send it 
to me."

"Do you have a digital camera, Lisa?" Tracy asked.

"Yes, want me to get it?"

"Okay," she replied quickly.

"Hold on a second HG," I typed.

I opened my desk drawer and pulled out Adam's camera. I 
turned it on and told Tracy, "Stand up and look sexy."

She stood up and I took her picture. I pulled out the 
floppy from the camera and put it into my computer. 
After a couple of keystrokes, Tracy's picture was on 
the screen. "Want me to send it to him?" I asked.

She nodded at me. "Okay, send it."

I sent it to him, and we watched as the file uploaded. 
I typed, "Mail call, HG."

"OK. Let me download it."

After a few moments he replied, "She really is sexy."

"I told you."

"Are you ready for some dares?"

"Sure HG, but give us some easy ones to warm up with, 
OK."

"OK, Lisa. My first dare is for you to move so you 
can't see what Tracy and I type, but still be able to 
see her. And give her the keyboard."

"OK."

I handed it to Tracy and stepped away from the 
computer, sitting on my desk next to the monitor.

I watched Tracy type for a while, then she opened her 
mouth in astonishment and smiled. She looked at me, and 
with a mysterious smile on her face, she lifted her T-
shirt, and pressed her breasts together. Keeping the 
smile on her face, she grabbed the camera, and handed 
it to me. I aimed it at her, and took a picture of her 
with her top pulled up.

She handed me the keyboard and motioned for me to join 
her. I read HG's IM. "Send me her pic, Lisa."

"OK, hold on. I did the same as before, and soon the 
picture of Tracy came on the screen. I looked at Tracy, 
and she smiled at me and told me, "Send it."

I did, and waited for HG's reply. "She has beautiful 
tits, Lisa. I dare you to lick one."

I looked at Tracy, and could read nothing from her 
expression. I let my hand move to her shirt, and slowly 
pulled it up. Looking at her bare breasts, I moved my 
mouth toward her right nipple and circled it with my 
tongue. I moved away from her, but she didn't pull her 
top back down.

I typed, "OK, I did it."

"How did it feel, girls?"

I looked at Tracy, and she smiled at me, nodding her 
head slowly up and down. "It felt real nice."

"Lisa, set up your camera so you can take a picture of 
the two of you. Send me a picture with both of your 
tops up, and with your tits pressing against each 
other's."

"OK, hold on."

I went and grabbed the tripod from my closet, and set 
up the camera on it. I motioned for Tracy to kneel on 
my bed, and framed her on one side of the frame. I 
joined her, and lifted my top up, exposing my breasts, 
and pressed my nipples lightly against hers. We looked 
at the camera, and in seconds, the flash went off.

"Wait! It's set to take three pictures," I told Tracy. 
I pressed my breasts harder against hers, and the 
second flash went off. Giggling, I put my arms around 
her neck, and she put hers around my waist. I looked 
into her eyes, and the third flash went off.

I stood, and grabbed the camera, and we watched as the 
pictures came on the screen. I sent them to him, and in 
a minute, came his reply. "Wow! You two look so hot. I 
dare you to kiss each other, but not just a peck. A 
real kiss, with your tongues."

"OK," I replied.

I looked at Tracy, and her head moved toward mine. Our 
lips met, and our arms went around each other. We 
kissed, our tongues intertwined in a sexy dance. After 
what seemed forever, we broke the kiss, looked at each 
other and kissed again, more passionately and more 
urgently than the first time. Our lips parted and I 
looked into her green eyes and saw a lustiness that was 
mirrored in mine.

We looked at the screen, and we read, "Are you still 
there?"

We laughed at each other, and Tracy typed, "I think we 
are still here. I'm not sure where here is, though."

"I thought I lost you. I dare you to take off your 
shorts and check to see who is wetter?"

Turning to Tracy, she was already opening her shorts. I 
stood and took off mine, and I watched as she put her 
hand to her pussy. I did the same and I felt like a 
river was running through me and the touch of my hand 
made it run quicker. I looked at Tracy, and as our eyes 
made contact, I felt her hand touch my pussy. I reached 
for her and as I touched her, I heard her purr.

"I can't tell who is wetter, can you Tracy?" I asked. 
"I guess I'll just have to check deeper."

My finger inched into her, and I felt her start to rock 
slowly. Our lips met again, and our kiss took on an 
urgency that we couldn't deny. I pushed her gently 
toward the bed, and as she lay on her back, I laid on 
top of her. Our mouths hungrily feeling the other's. I 
felt her finger start to enter me. I pushed against her 
and felt her finger deep inside me. I broke the kiss, 
and moved my tongue down her neck, gently sucking and 
nibbling as I moved down.

I slowly inched my way down, tracing my tongue against 
her skin. As I reached her breasts, I circled each 
nipple and gently placed one in my mouth. Closing my 
lips around her nipple, I softly sucked on it. I heard 
her moan, and I slowly massaged her breasts with my 
hands while moving my mouth further down her body. I 
was now at her navel, and I gently tickled it with my 
tongue. I felt her arch her back and her hand touched 
the top of my head pushing me down.

Reaching for her trimmed pussy, I licked it from the 
bottom up, barely touching her. I repeated the same 
motion, each time with slightly more pressure. I pulled 
my hands from her breasts, and with my fingers, I 
slowly parted her lips. Exposing her clitoris from 
behind its protective skin, I gently rubbed my tongue 
against her. Hearing her moan, I gently nibbled it, as 
she pressed harder against me.

I heard her say in a throaty voice, "I want to eat your 
pussy too Lisa."

I moved my legs so that she had access to my pussy, and 
I soon felt her lips start to gently kiss me. Her 
tongue entered my slit, and she quickly flicked it in 
and out of me. I was starting to feel an orgasm coming. 
Not ready for it to take me over yet, I tried to 
concentrate on what I was doing to her. I flicked my 
tongue into her, while I pinched her clit with my 
fingers. I could barely hear her moaning, as my sighs 
of pleasure had increased in volume too.

Tracy started to buck wildly against my mouth, and as 
she intensified her efforts on me, I started to do the 
same. Soon, her mouth pulled away from my pussy, but 
her finger replaced it, and she fucked me with her 
finger and rubbed my clit vigorously.

I couldn't contain my moans of ecstasy any longer, and 
I started to come. Pushing against her finger, I was 
determined to make her orgasm with me.

Soon I heard her, "I'm coming, ooooh, I'm coming, Mmm, 
yeeeeeees, Mmm, like that Lissssa!. Mmmmmm!

But I was barely able to hear her over my own screams 
of passion. I was yelling, "Oh yeah, oohhh yeeeaaahh, 
Mmmmmmm, I'm coommmmmming! Aaaahhhhh!"

Not able to take any more, I collapsed on the bed next 
to her, and she moved so her face was next to mine. She 
looked at me, and as we looked at each other, we 
started to giggle. Our arms wrapped around each other, 
and she pulled me closer to her. Our lips met again. I 
tasted my juices as they mixed with hers in our mouths. 
We kissed for what seemed like forever, and as our lips 
parted, we held each other tightly. We eventually found 
the energy to stand, and as I sat on the chair next to 
my computer, she sat on my lap, and I signed back onto 
AOL.

Within seconds, I read the IM from HotGuy23, "What 
happened? Do you realize that I have been waiting for 
over an hour for you two."

"Sorry, we got carried away."

"Sound interesting. Care to tell me the details?"

"I think you can imagine what happened. Let's just say 
that I have a very happy pussy purring on my lap right 
now."

"We have to sign off for now. We just wanted to tell 
you what happened."

OK, I'll talk to you soon, Lisa. Nice meeting you, 
Tracy."

"Bye."

I logged off of AOL, and we walked into my living room. 
I watched as Tracy walked into the kitchen, still 
naked, and grabbed a Diet Coke from the refrigerator. 
She walked back to me, and our lips met again. The 
telephone started to ring, and I told her, "Let the 
machine get it."

The answering machine clicked on, and I heard Adam's 
voice, "Pick up the phone, Lisa. Now!"

I heard a command in his voice that I haven't heard 
since the first night that all of this started, and I 
told Tracy. "I better answer it, hold on."

"What, Adam?" I said into the phone.

"Wait thirty seconds and come back into your room," he 
said as he hung up.

"What did he want?"

"I'm not sure," I said hesitantly, trying not to smile. 
Pausing for a few seconds, I continued, "Let's go back 
to my room."

"What's the matter, Lisa?"

"Um, nothing." I took her by the hand, and we walked 
back to my room, Opening the door, we saw Adam, Larry, 
Tim and Jason sitting on my bed, grinning. Tracy and I 
stepped back, and hid ourselves behind the wall, and I 
heard Adam, say. "That was a very nice show, girls. And 
thanks to Lisa's cooperation, we have it all on tape."

I turned and saw Tracy looking at me. I explained, "I'm 
so sorry Tracy, but I had to do it. I didn't have any 
choice."

"That's right Lisa, lie to her some more. It was your 
idea to involve Tracy in this, wanting to get even with 
her for stealing all of your boyfriends. Well, payback 
is a bitch, isn't it?"

I felt the tears welling in my eyes, "I'm sorry Tracy, 
I am so sorry, I, I...."

Adam continued, "Do you really think that I would let 
you off so easily Lisa? I think the two of you had 
better come in here, and try to convince us not to give 
this tape to everybody in the school, and put the 
pictures of the two of you on the Internet, along with 
the video of you two lesbian bitches." I looked at 
Tracy, and I could feel her hatred toward me. "I don't 
see where I have any choice Adam," Tracy said, pushing 
me into my bedroom.

Standing in front of all of them, naked, I felt my 
anger rush into me, and I hurled myself toward Adam, 
trying to punch him. He grabbed me and I yelled out, 
"You bastard, you lied to me! Get out now! Out!"

"I can think of something else to do instead," and his 
hand reached to his pants, and he unzipped his zipper 
and he pulled out his cock. "Now, about that blowjob 
you promised me."

I turned to Tracy for some support, and saw that she 
was already on her back and Jason was fucking her. I 
felt Adam's hand press down on the top of my head, and 
as the tears ran down my cheeks, I slid his cock into 
my mouth.



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