The Dare

By Oliver Winslet
MMM/F, exhib, cons

March 13, 2010

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Chapter 1

“Hi, my name is Kelly. I have a room mate named Margaret, who loves to make various dares for me to try. So far, I have succeeded in everything she has given me. Before now, most of her dares were fairly simple, like go to the mall wearing a short skirt with no underwear and sit in the food court while eating a sandwich and spread my legs widely enough for anyone to see what's there. Over time, her dares have gotten a bit more extreme. This is the story of her most recent one.

I had been relaxing in the tub, taking a hot soak, when Margaret wandered into the bathroom to pee. She looked at me as I luxuriated in the hot water with some bath salts and a bunch of bubbles, just relaxing, completely.

A sly smile came on her face as she watched me. She seemed particularly attracted to the bubbles. I looked at her and had a sinking feeling, because the look on her face said to me, “New dare!”

Margaret had long since finished peeing, but she was still sitting on the pot, looking at me, particularly at the bubbles. Finally, she spoke.

“I have something I want you to do, and I think you will really enjoy it.” I thought to myself, “Oh no! She's just dreamed up another dare, and that look on her face tells me it won't be all that easy.” But, I said to her, “And, what might that be?”

She replied, “I really like those bubbles, and you seem to be enjoying them, yourself. So, I think you need to share that bubbly look of yours with some more people. Yes, indeed, I think you would really like to do that.” To which I responded, “What do you mean?”

Margaret's smile grew to the point of being huge, and she got right to the “nut cutting.” She said, “As soon as you are dried off, I'm going to take you to the park on Summer street and let you out of the car. Then, I'm going to take a can of the shaving foam we use on our legs and paint a bikini on you in shaving cream. You won't know how much is left in the can, because it will have been used by at least one of us once or twice. You can patch the foam bikini as often as you want to, but if you run out, you are going to be completely naked.” She had an even more evil grin on her face as she said, “When you get to the stream at the other side of the park, you are going to get into the water and rinse all of the shaving foam off of you. When you get out, you can put your own style of bikini back on, but you will need to be very conservative of the shaving foam, since you may run out before you get back to the car.” 

She had my complete attention, now, and I was wondering if I was brave enough to take the dare. After all, it was 1:30 in the afternoon, and it didn't get dark until after 9:00 at night. I also knew that the foam, as it dried out, would gradually pretty much disappear as the bubbles popped, leaving just a thin, almost invisible layer of dried soap on my skin. It was scary, and I hesitated a long while thinking about what the dare meant to me, personally, and to anyone I knew who might find out about it. Finally, in a quivering voice, I said, “Tell me more.”

Margaret continued, “I won't stay where I dropped you off. I'll go to the other side of the park at the stream to be available if you have trouble after you wash off and before you get your new bikini on. Once you are on the way back, I'll come back to where I dropped you off to pick you up. I'll even have some towels so you can cover up and not stain my car's seats.” I thought, “Now, isn't that nice of her to bring towels so I won't stain her car's seats.” Margaret continued, “Oh, make sure you have shaved your beaver completely off. We don't want any ugly hair to hide that pretty pussy of yours, now do we” I replied, “Give me a minute or two to make up my mind whether to do it or not. It sounds pretty scary.”

Margaret dried the drips from peeing off of her pussy with a wad of toilet paper, flushed, and left, saying as she walked out the door, “You, have five minutes to make up your mind. After that, I'll assume you are just chicken and aren't going to do it.”

Chicken is a word that gets my attention, and Margaret knows it. She almost guaranteed that I would take the dare. It only took another few seconds for me to drain the tub, rinse off, dry off, and go to tell her the dare was on.



Chapter 2


When I told Margaret that I was taking the bare, she gave me a very devilish smile and said, “Goody! and got up, returned to the bathroom, and found that can of shaving cream. I had no idea how much was left in the can. It could have been a full can, or it could have been nearly empty. It was scary to even think about how little might be left in that can, but I was going to find out how much was there pretty soon.

Margaret wasn't about to let me rethink my decision,and quickly grabbed a couple of towels and led me out the door. Her car was parked in the driveway, so I did not have far to go outside to get to it. But, it was outside and there could have been any number of neighbors watching me get my bare butt into the car. That didn't seem to bother Margaret at all; however, she was fully dressed and didn't have her bare butt and tits hanging out for all the world to see. Evidently, no one noticed my nakedness, since I didn't hear anyone complaining from a neighbor's house. Thank God!

I got into the car on the passenger side, and Margaret got into the car on the drivers side, throwing the can of shaving foam and the towels between her seat and mine. I was beginning to feel wetness between my legs and my crotch. Wow! I can't believe I'm already juicing up. If getting your rocks off is something you really like to do, this was going to really do it for me, big time.

We rode, without talking, all the way to the park. Margaret parked as far as she could from the stream where I would have to wash off the foam bikini and replace it with a new one. Where we were located was actually on a four lane street. She could not have found a busier location for me to get out of the car, butt naked, and then have her apply my first foasm bikini. To make matters worse, it was at least a hundred feet to the beginning of a path that led through the woods. At least we were parked so that my side of the car was next to the curb.

As you might imagine, my heart was racing a mile a minute. Margaret turned and said to me, “You can go to the beginning of the trail just as soon as you're ready. Of course it may be a little while before the traffic is light enough for you to make the run to the path without being seen by a lot of people who are driving by on the road.” As you may imagine I was shaking pretty badly in anticipation of going that first hundred feet. My comments to Margaret, “You bitch! You could not have picked a worse place for me to get out of the car and go into the park.” She replied, “I did it on purpose, because I want to make this dare the best one ever.” I sunk down into my seat, thinking about my bare body, right now, being pretty exposed, and thought that when I ran to the beginning of the path that exposure would be multiplied many times. My nipples had gotten hard and were sticking out about a half-inch. My pussy was creaming the seat of Margaret's car. Finally, traffic thinned and all the cars around us were going away from us. I leaped out of the car and ran to the beginning of the trail, ducking behind a couple of bushes, waiting for Margaret to come with a can of shaving foam and paint on my foam bikini.

Margaret carefully checked traffic, then getting out of the car with the can of foam in her hand slowly walked to where I was hiding, crouching down behind the bushes. She stood in the middle of the trail and said, “Come here.” I squeaked out, “But, your standing out in the open at the beginning of the trail, and I really don't want to get out in that open a space with my bare tits and ass on display to the whole world.”

Margaret just laughed at me, and said, “If you don't come and let me put this on you now, you're going to have to do the whole thing really naked.” ice screamed at her, once again, “You bitch!” she just laughed, and held up the can of shaving foam, shking it over her head, and said, “You are so right. And I'm not going to get any less bitchy until you come over here and I've put on your foam bikini.”

Trembling, I eased my way from behind my covering bushes into the middle of the path, with Margaret. I was really on display to the public, but at least Margaret was between me and whoever might be looking at the beginning of the trail. Margaret took the can of foam and swirled a couple of circles on my boobs, making it look like I had foam pasties on my tits. Then, she gave my pussy a good squirt and smoothed it around so that it looked like it had a soft white covering over it. She then, carefully used a can of foam to create what looks like a thong bikini around my bottom. She even ran a little line of foam into the crack of my ass. Then she expanded the amount of foam on my boobs, and likewise ran a thin line of foam all around my back until it looked as though I were wearing a white fluffy bikini top.

Then without saying a word, she handed me the can of foam, and went back to her car, cranked it, and left. Now I was completely alone, wearing nothing but shaving foam and a smile, and I still had to cross the park, rinse off, put on a new bikini of my own design, and return to where I am now. I wondered how long it would be before I needed to apply extra foam to keep from looking like I'm totally naked while I'm headed to the stream on the other side of the park.

I began walking down the path into the park. My pussy was streaming juices down onto my legs. one effect of all the juice was that the foam was being washed off of the outside of my cunt. For the moment I didn't worry about it, because no one else was around. I did reach down taking both hands, and wiped off most of the pussy juice and foam that was running down my legs, at least as much as I could get with nothing more than my fingers. If you looked closely you could tell that something had happened, but it was harder to tell what.

As I turned a corner in the path, I saw a couple walking down the path toward me. I hoped that my pussy was not very visible to them. Both were wearing swim suits, so I thought maybe I would get away with my foam bikini without being asked any questions.

As we passed it was obvious that the young man noticed something was very different about my bikini and whispered something into the ear of the girl he was with. Both turned around, looking over their shoulders at my almost bare butt and snickered. It was obvious that they realized that I was really naked under my foam bikini. I began to wonder if the foam that Margaret had put all my butt was still looking like a thong bikini. I had no real way to check, so I decided not to worry about it; however, my ass crack was slippery where my cheeks rubbed together as I walked, so I suspected that between sweat and the movement of my butt, some of it had worn off, if not a whole lot.

My cunt was continuing to ooze almost a gusher of juices down my legs, carrying a goodly amount of my foam bikini bottoms with it, down my legs. I reached down to try to scoop off some more of the juices and the foam that was near it and accidentally touched my clit. I felt a shiver run through my body. My tits tingled, vigorously, making my nipples grow even longer, now sticking through my foam bikini top, and that little contact I'd had with my clit was sending incredible thrills through my body. To put it mildly, I was horny. Never-the-less, I knew I had to keep going or I would never get done with this dare. 

Chapter 3

Of course, something had to happen that would delay me . . . a lot. That was the next group of people who were coming toward me on the trail. Three really hunky looking guys were on the path, headed toward me. I didn't realize it, but between my oozing cunt and having done a bit of rubbing on my clit, my bare pussy and my nipples were now pretty much visible to anyone who looked at them. All three of the guys did.

Between my being so horny and them realizing I was, basically, bare assed, there was little question as to what was going to happen. When they got to me, they formed a triangle of husky man flesh around my actually naked body. They were all sporting pretty good sized bulges in their crotches, and I could not resist reaching out and checking out how big they really were. I was pleasantly surprised. They, not to be outdone, started checking me out, rubbing off a goodly part of my foam bikini. Except for a bit of foam, here and there, I was now truly bare assed. Quite frankly, it felt good to be rid of the fake clothing and just be me, even if I was kind of slippery from all of the foam and my pussy juices.

The three of them led me, unresisting, off of the path into the surrounding woods, finding a small clearing that was covered with a lush layer of pine straw. One of them, I never learned their names, started rubbing my pussy. Another started kissing me and rubbing my tits. The third began running his hands up and down my butt crack, tickling my ass hole with his fingers and using my shaving foam to lubricate my ass hole as he stuck, first one, and then two and later three fingers inside me. The same thing was happening to my pussy, and the guy working on my tits and kissing me was proving he had what it takes to make a girl happy, almost as much as the other two.

I was so excited that I began groping all three guys, trying to get their pricks out of their shorts. Not surprisingly, they were not at all upset and helped me to expose their dicks. 

Two were what I would call average sized, the other one was quite large. I think of average being between six and eight inches. Large is over ten inches. Quite large is closer to twelve inches. Hey, I'm not an expert, but I've enjoyed several dicks, and I have established  a personal view of what's average and what isn't. 

The guy with the large dick was messing with my pussy, so I was content with who was where. Anyhow, now that I was obviously naked, except for being slick with the remains of the shaving foam, I figured that the worst thing that could happen to me was to be stuffed three ways in a little group sex.

And, indeed, that is what happened. The kisser expected to be sucked off. The ass diddler expected some ass hole penetration. And, Mr. Big Dick, stuck it into my pussy, big time. With everything but my nostrils and ears plugged with a dick, I was in heaven. All three were, apparently, very accomplished fuckers. Big dick filled my cunt so full, I almost “chocked” on how big it was. I thought it might stick out of my mouth, if it went any further into me. 

The ass fucker was obviously having a grand time plunging into my bowels, and the kisser discovered that I can deep throat with the best of them. I was in fucking heaven.

Of course, all good things come to an end (or is that all good things cum to an end), so after perhaps an hour, all three guys were fucked out, and I was at least temporarily satisfied. I needed to continue my pursuit of the dare. I explained my situation to the three, still nameless men, and they agreed to escort me to the stream where I was to rinse off and redo my shaving foam bikini. I was thrilled to have the three hunks as escorts, and they were obviously happy to help me out.

The three men sort of surrounded Me as I walked toward the stream where I would wash. There were many people who passed them, but none had any idea that I was naked. All they could see of me was my head and random glimpses of the rest of me, none of which gave enough viewing information to conclude that I was bare assed, although no one seemed to notice my condition.

Chapter 4

When we reached the stream, near a fairly deep pool, I bolted from my “intimate” protectors and dived into the stream. The man with the big dick leaped in after me, but the other two decided to stay on dry land. 

Big Dick came up behind me, grabbed me around the waist from behind, and moved me to the deepest part of the pool, where he commenced to scrub the remaining shaving foam from my body while slipping his huge prong between my legs. With a dong that long, it looked as though I had grown a dick of my own; however, within a few seconds that mighty prick was probing my pussy's lips and I helped it enter my cunt. 

Between the cold water and the stimulation I was receiving in my pussy, my nipples grew to perhaps, almost, an inch long and about as big around as my pinky finger. They were, of course, super sensitive. Big Dick, was both plunging in and out of my cunt and tweaking my nipples. The effect was incredible. I began cumming, and cumming, and cumming. My orgasm's seemed to almost be continuous.  I was becoming more than a little bit loud in my excitement. In fact I was drawing a small crowd to her very obvious sexual excitement. As many as a couple dozen people moved into the area where I was being royally fucked and they watched attentively. There were several couples, of various ages who were watching. A pair of teen aged kids were paying close attention to what Big Dick and I were doing in the stream and began to fondle each other.  Their fondling grew into a more sexual event with her dropping to her knees and beginning to suck his dick, while he fondled her tits,. 

A couple in their late twenties simply fell to the ground in a 69 position and started sucking and licking, soon to be followed by a full-blown fucking session. Another pair of teens also began fucking, both ripping off their clothing and she jumping up on his body and made sure his prong found her pussy hole as she bounced up and down, shouting out her joy at a stand up fuck. 

Margaret was nearby, watching to make sure that Kelly didn't get into any trouble, and discovered that Kelly was the cause of a lot of trouble for other people. Indeed, she noted the two guys, rectal and oral, who were not fucking. She thought she was sexy enough to entice them, and stripping off her clothes, attacked them. Oral guy immediately decided to fuck her cunt and rectal guy decided he would be very happy to stick his prick into her ass hole, just like he had done to me. They both accomplished their goals, dumping gobs of cum into her cunt and ass. She was in heaven. She loved being fucked and loved being corn holed almost as much.

I suddenly realized I was a center of attention. I also realized that Margaret was was being fucked by two of my former beaus. Margaret was as naked as I was, so that meant her clothes had to be somewhere nearby. I realized that I may be able to end the dare, without having to return to where I started. 

I got Big Dick out of me and crept out of the water, watching Margaret as I did so. Margaret was paying me no attention, since she was in the middle of a cluster of orgasms. Discovering where Margaret''s clothes were, I snuck over to where they were and spirited them and Margaret's purse out of Margaret's sight. 

Going through Margaret's purse, I found her car keys and with Margaret's clothes, slipped out of sight of the orgy taking place at the stream. Slipping Margaret's dress over my head and feeling adequately dressed for the first time since entering the park, I began looking for Margaret's car, which I found very nearby. 

I unlocked the car, put the key in the ignition, started the car, and drove away, leaving Margaret even more naked than I had been, since I still had the shaving foam in my hand when I got into the car. 

Being a really kind person, I drove to the end of the trail where I entered the park and stopped there so that Margaret, when she realized the tables had been turned, could retrace my steps and be given a ride home. 

The story of Margaret's discovering that her clothes were gone, along with her car, and finding her way home is something to be covered in another story. Needless to say, since while I was waiting for Margaret at the beginning of the trail I was approached by a motorcycle policeman and told to move on, because the car had been there longer than was allowed by local traffic ordinances, Margaret's return home was very interesting. 

Besides, I let her finish this dare for me, so I believe that I have still completed all of the dares she has given me.



