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SARAHS PARTY (Version 1) Part 1 of ?
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Everyone elses Story Codes: mf, oral, humil, femdom, exhib, teen
My Story Codes
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Agegroup: Teenage
Theme: Party Games, Humiliation
Subthemes: Exhibitionism, Anal, Some Gay References, BDSM References, Sport
Sexual activity: Oral, Heterosexual intercourse
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PLEASE READ THIS
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1. LEGAL STUFF
The following story is fiction, but is very loosely based on various
experiences that I have had. Its is intended for an adult audience so
please do not read if you easily offended by such material. You (not I)
are responsible for the legalities of possessing or reading such material
which vary from country to country. Personally I believe that there is no
harm in allowing under-18s to view this but it is illegal in most
countries. Beware.
I must be in cloud cuckoo land if I think that any under-18s are going
to stop reading this cos of this notice, but hey, its UP TO YOU.
2. CHARACTERS
The names of the characters has been changed to protect their identity.
If you think one of the characters is based on you, then be happy - you're
famous. Well more famous than you were three months ago.
3. ANYONE WANT A SHAG?
Please. Pretty Please.
4. AUDIENCE
This is written for an immature male audience. Sorry - this is written
for a male audience. Having said that if other audiences want to read this
then fire away. Im not going to stop you. In fact, I would encourage it.
Applaud it even.
5. ANYONE WANT A SHAG?
Please. Pretty pretty please.
6. STYLE
This is my first sex story Ive written. Or typed. Its supposed to be
light hearted in places, but erotic. Its should have you reaching for your
joy department. It should force you to oscillate your hand in vertical
motion. It should cause you to cum everywhere releasing groans of ectasy
and excitement. It should bring you to the top of your sexual mountain
releasing avalanches of snow. Failing that, it should make you smile and
laugh.
7. COMMENTS
OK, Please email me with your comments. Dont say "Oh, its crap". Say
whats right/wrong about it. Why it does or doesnt work for you.
8. REPLICATION
Replicate, print, distibute - do what you like with it FREE of charge.
If it is to be included on ANY website on publication, please email me and
let me know. Also please acknowledge exactly who wrote this.
9. LAST BUT NOT LEAST
OK. Now Enjoy. Beware : This story has a happy ending!
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MADE IN ENGLAND.
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For US Readers; my pants in your underpants and my trousers are your pants
Chapter 1: Introduction (intro)
Chapter 2: Truth or dare (exhib, undressing, truth or dare, ws)
Chapter 3: Army training (femdom, humil, pain!)
Chapter 4: Louise (mf, oral, oral humil!)
If you dont want to read the non-sexual part of this story, skip Chapter
One.
Chapter 1: Introduction
Before I can begin, I must introduce you to the people who I spent one
of the most extraordinary nights of my life with. Sophie was my
ex-girlfriend and was around 5 ft 11 in in height. She had a brown
shoulder length hair and averagely proportioned breasts. A tease by
nature, she spent four months teasing me with provacative sexy clothes
before we finally slept together (We were 15 at the time!). Two years on,
I do not spend much time with her, despite her stunning looks. Louise was
the second female member of the group. A firey and sometimes
confrontational girl, who spent most of her time playing rugby and
football. I have spent many times jerking over (mentally not physically)
her fantastic body. Her blonde hair was short. Her breasts were large.
Her legs were smooth and perfect and her hands were perfectly formed. The
perfect woman. Andrew was another footballer. A small, pint sized centre
forward with a reputation for being successful with the girls. His also
had a gift for scoring spectacular goals. The chant "Nayim from the
halfway line" could easily be adapted for Andy. He was quite short - only
5 ft 7 inches, but did alot of sport and kept his body in perfect
condition. Daniel wasn't a footballer, or indeed a sportsman, but spent
most of his spare time working for extra money or using his computer. Not
that he was a sad bastard. I was good friends with Dan and we shared a
common hobby - Computers. He was tall - taller than me at over 6ft.
Lastly there was me - William - or Will as I was known. I was a keen
footballer and captained the C Team at my local college. That is how I met
Andy three years ago. I am tall - around 6 ft and have short brown hair. I
play alot of football, so I also have strong legs with large
muscles,although my upper body strength is poor. I have never had a lot of
girlfriends - only three since I was 14. I dont make a secret of this.
It was Sarahs birthday. She was 17 and lived on the outskirts of the
town and her family had a large house with an even bigger garden. It was a
warm Friday night. Hot almost and I decided to wear blue shorts with a red
T-Shirt (this was the colours of my football team). Tartan boxer shorts -
as I am part-Scottish. I arrived half-an-hour early with my present (Gold
necklace) but went around the corner to see Sophie. I enjoyed Sarahs
company, but I got a weird feeling inside me when I was around her and she
made me nervous. I didn't want to be the only guy in her company as that
would just about kill me. Somehow Sophie seemed the lesser of the two
evils. She opened the door. "Good Evening", she said and held open the
door. I was unsure whether to come in as she hadn't invited me. I just
stood there and said that she looked nice.
"Aren't you coming in then?", came the response. I entered the hall,
decorated in pale blue. Long time since I'd seen this. I heard the door
close.
"I just popped round to see how you were before I went to Sarahs party.
Long time no see". Sophie walked through to the kitchen, and judging by
the silence in the house. I guessed that her family was out. This was
confirmed with my next statement,
"Very quiet, what have you done with your family?" Sophie went to the
fridge and poured herself some orange juice, offering me some in the
process, which I declined.
"They've gone on a long weekend break to Devon."
For the non-UK readers among us, Devon is one of the nicest parts of the
country, offering clean and safe beaches and excellent cuisine.
"Nice. Cream teas and all that?" Cream Teas is a delicacy from Devon
and Sophie nodded in answer to my question. There was a silence. A pause
of around five seconds. We both waited for each other to say something.
This was partly caused by me not having a reason for calling on Sophie. I
interrupted the silence,
"Oh, Ive found that album that you lost"
"What album?", came the reply.
"Whats the Story Morning Glory, I think its yours. I vaguely remember
borrowing it off you, shortly before we split up"
"Oh thats where it went."
"You did lend it to me". I thought I better remind her of this fact.
"For the weekend, two years ago"
"I'm sorry. I will let you have it back. I'll bring it in on Monday"
"You better"
I thought I better change the subject as Sophie was beginning to worry
me. I am never sure if shes serious or not, so didnt know if she was angry
with me or not.
"What have you got Sarah? I bought her a gold necklace from the
jewellers in town"
I passed the box over which contained the necklace with in. Sophie
opened the box.
"Unwrapped presents, as usual." A small grin came over my face and then
she continued "Nice. You never got me anything like this."
"Yes I did. Sixteenth birthday. Tri colour gold bracelet"
The bracelet in question used three strands of metal interweeved - Red
Gold, 24 carat gold and White Gold.
"That cost me more money, than this."
"Thanks" came the reply. "Do you know Andrew?"
I knew Andrew from football training quite well, but I was puzzled by
this weird question out-of-the-blue.
"Only from footy. Why?"
"I kinda fancy him. What do you know about him?"
"Not that much. He's a good footballer. Scores quite a lot.". (This
was goals as well as girls!)
"Leyton Orient supporter".
Only the UK readers will realise the significance of this as Leyton
Orient are quite possibly the worst football team in the history of
mankind.
"Will he be at the party?"
"I expect so. Sarah used to spend a lot of time with him. Don't know
if she still does" Sophie then squealed.
"I promised Sarah, I'd help her with the drinks before everyone arrives.
Come on, lets go!"
Sophie got up and I picked up the necklace and followed my ex out of the
room. There was to be no escape. I would have to face Sarah for a whole
twenty minutes before reinforcements. Punishment indeed. I stood on the
front lawn while Sophie locked up the house. She appeared thity seconds
later and locked the front door. It was then that I realised what a nice
dress she was wearing. It moulded to her figure excellently and the cloth
was like silk. Almost shiny. She turned around and walked down the steps
and I saw the front. The cyan blue material was cut to allow some cleveage
to be visible but wasnt explicit or too provacative.
We arrived at the venue early. Sarah was there and greeted us. She
wore a light green top, which showed of her curves excellently and short,
very short, denim shorts.
"Happy Birthday" I said and held my gift aloft. The birthday girl
thanked me.
"You two an item again" Instaneously, Sophie and I both responded in the
negative.
"Can't keep secrets from me!"
"Oh yes I can", I replied.
"Now you are here, can you go and help Danny with the drinks in the
garden."
We walked over to where Dan stood on the patio behind a tabl emptying
boxes of beer bottles onto the table. No sooner had we arrived than Sophie
was called away to the other side of the garden.
"Why are you here? I didnt know that you knew Sophie."
"I dont really"
"Then why are you here"
"Blackmail" I chuckled.
"What?"
"She's got something over me, which I dont really want brandished about"
"What?"
"You dont want to know"
This was a bit stupid because I clearly did want to know.
"Yes I do, now tell. You knew about what Anna and I did and who caught
us so even it up a bit"
This was a rather embarrassing tale of two summers ago when Anna, who I
had been going out with for a while. One night, we felt a bit horny and
started to give each other a quick service, in the woods at the back of
Anna's house, before her parents arrived back with the barbeque. My
fun-loving Biology teacher "caught" us, which was very embarrassing. He
didnt say very much, and just kept walking the dog. The next lesson we had
with him was Sex Education, which is on the Biology Course. I nearly died.
He started with "Some of you will know about this already" and looked at
me. Anna and I split up shortly afterwards. I made sure he knew! Dan
lowered his voice, even though there was noone in the vicinity who could
hear a word of what we were saying"
"After college one day she saw me accessing a certain internet site,
which I dont want people to know about"
I know about Dan's habit of accessing adult material on the web and we
sometimes share sites. He however spends too much time on these sites and
has home-made CDs full of downloaded material.
"Let me guess giantknockers.com?" I said trying not to laugh.
"Doesnt matter which one, but she saw me on it."
"Bit stupid doing it at college"
"It was 4-30pm. I thought everyone had gone home. Except Sophie had a
music lesson and decided to come into the labs to print out work due in the
next day and crept up on me."
"What about the Internet logs"
"You forget, Im a technician so I have access to them. Easily erase
parts of it"
"What did she say?"
"Nothing, I think she was embarrassed"
"Are you surprised? Hows she blackmailing you?"
"I left, but I got her address from Angela and got her some chocolates
and went around and said sorry. Grovel and all that"
"Know the feeling"
"I asked her not to tell anyone and she asked what was in it for her?"
"Bugger all?"
"Not diplomatic. Anyway, she said that if I help set up the tent and
all the stuff before her party she would keep it a secret. I've been here
since 2pm."
"Clever girl. I should give her more credit."
"You fancy her"
I was a little stunned. Maybe I do fancy her a bit. I fancy most of
the girls a bit.
"No I dont"
"Yes you do. Its obvious. The way you look at her."
"Its only obvious to you because you spend all day looking a people
committing indecent acts on a computer. There is life beyond hotteens.com
and wetsex.com."
This was a harsh thing to say to what is, my best friend.
"So you do fancy her then"
"Keep it quiet."
Partygoers arrived at the party in dribs and drabs. It took almost an
hour for the party to get going. The words of Dan stood in my memory and I
tried to get as close to Sarah as possible. Most of the 70-or-so people
who were there were girls and I was in a clear minority. I saw Andy on the
other side of the garden and went across to talk to him. I needed to talk
to someone about football. Sophie was near by, obviously closing in on her
target.
"You in the county team?" I asked.
"Yep"
"Nationwide Championships when?"
"Two weeks. Looking forward to them."
"You staying long?"
"Not really. This sort of party isn't for me."
"They'll be loads of drunken girls. Your favourite"
Andy just laughed and replied
"No football. A REAL party is with football, curries, pub and then a
group singsong down Wandsworth High Street"
"Going anywhere?"
"Na. Might go to the pub."
"A word of warning. My ex - Sophie.." I paused anbd turned around to
make sure that she wasnt listening "..fancies you"
"Shes nice. You shouldn't split up with her."
"It was two years ago."
"OK, I might stay a bit longer then. Anyway, sod off, you'll cramp my
style."
"Is there anyone else here who's into football"
"Only Louise. Shes the female team captain."
I've always been a bit scared of Louise, but got up to go talk to her.
"Speak to you later."
I walked over to Louise who was by herself next to the bench, walking
via the alcohol table and picking up two beers. I sat next to Louise and
passed her a bottle.
"Oh thanks."
I then got the bottle opener and removed the cap of the bottles before
placing my opener back in my pocket.
"You watch the game last week?"
"England weren't playing"
"Ireland was though"
"No. Too much work"
For the second time that night, there was an eerie silence in the
conversation.
"You not enjoying the party?"
"Not really. Not my scene. I prefer more heavy music. More alcohol.
More football."
I laughed.
"Don't laugh at me or I'll have ya on the floor"
"I knew she wasn't joking. There was nothing more humiliating than been
beaten by a girl. Albeit a very strong one."
"I wasn't"
Dan was walking over to me and crouched down in front of me and Louise.
"Do you think Sarah will let me leave now, I opened all the crates and
mixed the drinks and set up the tent and everything?"
Louise was clearly puzzled and said "If you want to go, just go. Im
going to"
"Its not that simple. Sarahs got more of a hold over him than you
think."
"What?"
I proceeded to tell Louise about the websites, much to Dans horror.
Fortuneately for Dan, Andy interrupted when he came over and explained that
him and Sophie was leaving to go to Sophies house to put on a few discs and
have a few drinks.
"You want to come?"
"Yeah, sounds great"
Sarah's party was OK but it wasn't really my scene. I think Andy wanted
to get to know Sophie, but would want to do so on his own, so he wanted
company at Sophie's house. Both Dan and Louise both wanted to come to so
we left and walked around the corner to Sophie's house, unaware of what the
evening had in store.
Chapter 2: Truth or dare.
Sophie unlocked her house and we trundled in and removed our footwear
placing it by the side of the hall. Sophie knew what she was going to do,
but was certainly not going to tell us. It is only in retrospect that I
can see how devious she was. We got a drink, and she asked
"Whos for a really wild night?"
Rather worryingly, we all agreed.
"Right", she replied, gleefully, "Truth or dare"
This was a game which I had heard about but never played. Somehow it
appealed. The rest however were reluctant and voiced their opinions.
Once again Sophie was clever and replied
"Chickens. Maybe you lot are the wrong people to ask. No adventure."
Immediately, both Louise and Andy changed their minds and Dan was left
to either chicken out or go with it. He chose the latter.
"You choose either a truth or a dare and if you do it properly, you
choose someone else and set them a truth or a dare, depending on what they
want. If you don't complete a dare, you remove an item of clothing. If
you challenge someone to a dare and they do it, you remove the clothing,
OK?"
"Oh, and the final losers do a forfeit."
Bearing in mind, that we wearing only two or three pieces of clothing
each, the margin for error was small before any one of the group would have
been naked.
"I start", said Sophie, "Andy, truth or dare?"
"Truth" came the reply
Sophie thought for a minute and asked,
"Who do you really love?"
"Leyton Orient, easy. Louise, truth or dare?"
"Truth"
"Boring - Where is the most obscure place you've had sex?"
A look of horror came over Louises face and then giggles
"Back of a coach"
"Yeah, 8pm from Sus-sex" I said
Louise smiled and said "Truth or dare, Will?"
"Dare"
This was to make the evening a bit better. Going to be boring if you're
just going to ask questions I thought
Louise was unsure what to say and look puzzled. She turned to Sophie
for ideas.
"Streak across the front lawn", came the challenge.
Oops, I thought. Sophie's house wasn't on a main road, but it wasn't
secluded on a cul-de-sac either. Fortuneately, many people were home and
the chances of me being seen were remote. The rest of the group were
laughing and excited about what was to follow".
I went into the next room and removed my clothes. I came out naked,
with my cock, erect. I went out of the back door trembling with both fear
and excitement. The rest of the group was watching me from the window. I
had to spend 2 minutes in the front lawn starkers to complete the bet. The
cool breeze, went accross my naked body. I heard shrieks of excitement
from the front room. The earth felt cool and cold on the feet. I heard
someone coming down the road. I couldnt chicken out. Not with 90 seconds
already done. I had to grin and bear it and hope that they wouldn't glance
across. It was dusk and the lighting was poor, but still visible. There
was hedges on both sides of the lawn and the garden was reasonably long, so
the pedestrians would have to physcially turn their heads and look to see
me spreadeagled on the lawn. They passed. Thank god. I heard Sophie
banging on the window and give me a thumbs up sign. I had made it. I
stood up, posed for the group and then went indoors, getting dressed in the
backroom. I had enjoyed the streaking and the excitement wanted to make me
jerk off. I restrained myself and then rejoined the group in the room. I
walked over to Louise
"A piece of clothing, allow me to help"
Louise laughed
I placed my hands on her waist and pulled the top over her head,
ruffling her hair on the way. She turned round to see her bra. It was
black. Her fantastic breasts filled the bra. At last, a chance to see
Louise in all her glory. After months of wanking over a clothed image of
the girl who I admired, I had a semi-naked image. The excitement shot
through my body just as the cold draught had moments earlier.
"Sophie, truth or dare?"
"Truth"
"Chicken"
"Thanks"
"How many times have you faked an orgasm?"
"Only with you"
Everyone burst out laughing and I went red.
"Thanks. I love you at times, I hope you know that"
"Dan, truth or dare?"
"Ummmm....Dare"
"As Will seems to be having so much fun, I think we should have both of
you. Give us a practical lesson on Anal Sex."
"What?", I said, "You have got to be joking"
"I think Will is chickening out"
I looked at her and she just smiled.
I dropped my shorts and boxers and bent over the chair. I didn't see
Dan, but I know that he obviously removed his garments, because I felt
two hands grab the front of my waist.
"First, you have to buy a guy who is willing to be buttfucked. These
cost around £30 a night, but we have a cheap low quality arse here which
would cost around £2-50."
I realised that Dan was going to make this comical. It was - except to
me.
"Don't get ripped off. Then you have to make sure he isn't going to
squeal." I felt my foot being tampered with and my sock removed. It was
stuffed in my mouth. Uggghhhhhh.
Another set of giggles set in.
"Lastly, you get some condoms and some lube to make sure the poor guy
who is the bottom doesn't experience complete blinding agony. But we dont
have that. Bad luck Will." Dan moved into a difference stance and I felt
his cock approach my butthole. I spat out the sock
"And thats it", said Dan
"We need a demonstration", said Sophie.
"Nooooooooooo", I replied
"Shut up, you cheap slut", came the order from the guy who had control
over me.
"Just make the insertion and we'll call it quits."
I released the muscles surrounding my hole and I felt Dan push his
member into it. The thrust took the breath right out of me. It felt
weird.
I had never had anyone do this to me and the movement inside my arse was
foreign and not nice. But it was strange. Dan withdrew thankfully and
went off to clean his weapon. I pulled up my boxers and shorts and turned
to Sophie.
"Get that dress off"
Sophie went red. She was sure that I would not allow anyone to
penetrate me and I had. She would be down to her bra and panties.
"Want any help?"
Exactly what Sophie said I didnt catch - but it wasn't nice. She
removed her dress exposing a white bra underneath which was filled to
capacity by two perfect proportioned breasts. These I had seen before.
The underwear she wore was also white. Lacy panties, which were skimpy to
say the least.
Dan entered the room and turned to Andy
"Truth or Dare?"
"Dare"
Dan thought, unsure over what challenge he could pose for him. A
silence lingered. There wasnt many options and clearly Dan lacked
inspiration.
"I dare you to put Deep Heat into your underwear"
A note for the non-footballers here. Deep Heat is a cream used by
sportsmen and women to "warm up" muscles. However it shot to fame with
Paul Gascoigne (remember him?) who used to put it in jockstraps and then
wear them. It would take 60 seconds for it to sink in and then the wearer
experiences a burning sensation in their loins for a few minutes. Its not
painful, just weird. Sophie left the room to go and get some and came back
with a box. Dan took the tube out of the box and told Andy to drop his
shorts. Andy did so and Dan knelt down next to the footballer and smeared
the inside of the blue y-fronts with the cream. Andy pulled his shorts
back up.
"Lose your T-Shirt now"
Dan took his T-Shirt off to show his bare chest. I had never realised
that he had such large muscles and he threw the item of clothing onto the
chair at the side of the room. Andy's expression changed. Clearly the
Deep Heat was setting in.
"Louise"
"Yes"
"Truth or dare?". His voice wavered.
"Dare"
Everyone wanted to get involved and I think that noone wanted to be a
chicken and ask for a truth
"See the drain in the gutter out there?", Andy pointed to the window.
"Ummmmm------------"
"Use it as a toilet", came the response.
I was looking forward to this. The image of Louise in her bra was to be
permeantly embedded in my memory - to see her go to the toilet publicly, in
the street was to be fantastic. She went to the back room and removed her
shorts and panties. So that she could deficate easily. This meant that
she was only wearing her bra. I went over to the front window and looked
out in earnest, waiting for the display to come. It was still dusk and
visibility would be described as "poor" but not invisible. Louise started
to walk over but then backtracked and hid behind the hedge. Clearly
someone was coming. A red Cavilier shot past and then Louise resurfaced.
She walked over to the drain and faced us adopting a Squat position.
Liquid poured from her crotch downwards into the drain. My heart started
pounding considerably faster. She finished and then ran round the back of
the house, appearing clothed, except for her top moments later. Andy was
walking weirdly - the Deep Heat was having quite an effect.
"Take off that top, Andy"
"I'd prefer to take off my underpants!"
Andy removed his Shirt to show a very muscular body, which was
considerably better than that of Dan's.
"Will, you haven't had to remove any clothing. Truth or dare?"
Much as I wanted to say 'truth', I felt as though it would be unfair.
Anyway, the thought of showing the firey Louise my body naked appealled to
me immensely.
"Dare"
"Have an arm wrestle with me. If you win, I'll remove my shorts. If
you win, you remove your top. OK?"
"Sure"
I was worried. Louise was very strong. She spends her holidays at her
cousin's farm in Yorkshire and I knew that I was going to lose. Who cared?
I wanted to show Louise my body now. We trooped into the kitchen and sat
at either side of the table, placing my elbow onto the table. Louise did
so as well and I clenched her fist.
"OK Begin"
There was no contest. I lost and removed my T-Shirt.
Oh Bugger.
We returned into the front room and I threw my item of clothing onto a
rapidly growing pile of clothes in the corner of the room.
"Dan, truth or dare?"
"Me"
"Yes you"
"Dare"
"Another one, ummmm----"
"You warm"
This was a pointless question as it was a horribly hot evening
"Its boiling"
"Good - then cool down by shoving some ice down your pants"
"This met with much approval from Andy who was still having experiences
with the Deep Heat"
"Sophie do the honours"
Sophie left the room and returned a minute later with a bowl of ice
cubes. I pulled the elastic band of his shorts and pants outwards so that
I could see his penis inside his pants. I tipped the ice into his shorts
and there was a sudden intake of breath. I let the waistband go and it
sprung into place. Dan sat down very gingerly.
"Another piece of clothing to go, Will", said Louise laughing.
"I know"
I pulled down my shorts to reveal my red tartan boxer shorts. This sent
squeals of delight around the room. My boxer shorts was causing much
amusement.
Dan, turned to Sophie and said "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth"
"Have you ever watched a porn film?"
"No
Almost immediately, Louise shouted "Liar",
"Remember Isle Of Wight Trip 1998"
"Oh Christ, forgot about that"
"Lose that Bra", I said.
The game was well underway and I was excited. Two of the most beautiful
girls in the year were going to be naked and were committing acts that I
couldn't even dream about.
Sophie turned to Andy and asked him to unclasp her bra from behind. She
looked at me and the bra tumbled off. The breasts bounched down and I felt
a twinge in my boxer shorts. Andy and Dan also had discomfort in their
underwear but for different reasons.
"Louise, truth or dare?"
"Dare" "You any good at faking orgasms - cos we need a convincing
impression of an orgasm"
There was a pause. Shrieks of delight filled the room, of which I was a
main contributer. Louise grunted. She panted. She shook her body. She
squealed. But she isnt an actress and her impression was pretty lame. We
just laughed. Couldn't help it.
"Remove those shorts"
Louise obliged and carefully pulled her shorts down to expose some black
panties. I willed her to remove more. The image in my mind at once
refreshed. For the umpteenth time that evening I felt my cock solidify and
go erect, but this time with renewed vigour. I wanted Louise naked. I
needed Louise naked. My time was near. She closed her legs. There was to
be no way for me to see anything. She knew that I wanted her and she was
determined to play along.
"Nice panties", I said
"Giant erection" came the reply. I went a not-so-subtle shade of red.
But I had no control over my hormones and I wasn't ashamed of it.
"Well some of us are more well-endowed than others"
"Danny-boy"
Dan was uncomfortable and was clearly figeting
"Dare"
"You need the toilet?"
"Yes, busting"
"I suggest you go...."
"........In your pants"
Dan was unsure about this. He had heard of 'Watersports', even
fantasised about it but here was a chance act out his fantasy in front of 4
people and was unsure if he could do it. Surely he must, I thought. After
all those sites and dreams he had recited. Dan got up and removed his
shorts. He had a giant cock, clearly erect and visible through the white
material of his Y-Fronts.
"Go into the garden or you will make a mess on the carpet"
Dan did as he was told. I followed him. I saw everyone run into the
back room to watch from the french windows. This was the most extreme dare
to date and everyone wanted to see it.
Outside, Dan and I engaged in conversation:
"You having much fun?"
"Loving it. I never thought I would be able to do this in front of
sooooo many people"
"4"
"You enjoying yourself?"
"There is a high chance that Louise would be naked by the end of the
evening. Fantastic night."
Dan suddenly let himself go. I saw a large wet patch fill his area and
then it the liquid started to run out of the pants onto the ground below. I
felt my cock go stiff once again. This wasn't erotic. But it was sexually
arousing. It can't be - but it was. I heard a sigh of relief and Dan said
he had finished. We moved indoors and Louise directed Dan into the
downstairs toilet and gave him a pair of her brothers underpants that she
had "borrowed" from his room. Four minutes later, Dan arrived apparently
cleaned up and ready to rumble
"Andy, your turn"
"One moment, Louise is going to give us a view of her knockers", I added
quickly
"Thanks Will"
I leant accross to undo Louise's bra from behind. I gently removed her
item of clothing making sure that I felt her bosoms en route. And didnt
they feel good. Another reaction from downstairs!
"Dare"
"Suck some cock, Andy"
Andy just stared and said "In your dreams".
"You chickening out?"
"Yep"
This was the only time Ive ever seen Andy chicken out of anything. I
think like me, he was looking forward to showing his body to the girls.
"Remove those shorts then". Dan was determined to get his moneys worth.
Andy just unbuttoned them and threw them over Sophie to the mountain of
clothes in the corner. His cock pertruded. The girls squealed with
enjoyment.
"Sophie, truth or dare?"
"Truth"
I would hazard a guess that Sophie was anxious to see Andy's private
parts. He wasn't going to be shy in showing them off.
"How many times have you had sex?"
Sophie paused.
"More than 10. Fifteen maybe"
"LOSE THOSE PANTS.........Shall I help you?"
"With the greatest of pleasure."
Sophie walked over to Andy and in one foul swoop, yanked his pants down.
His cock came out. It was erect (this was not surprising as he was
surrounded by semi-naked people). It was huge. Over 8".
Andy sat down, now out of the game. He spread his legs wide though, so
everyone got a good view.
"Will, truth or dare?"
"Truth"
"How many times have you been anally breached?"
"Just the one - thirty minutes ago - remember."
This bought back memories which I didnt want to remember"
My ex then stood up and removed the panties to reveal a mass of pubic
hair. Hair which I had seen. She was now out of the game and looked
accross lovingly to Andy. They were going to have some fun.
"Louise, truth or dare?"
"Truth"
"Do you masturbate and how regularly"
Louise went red. Bright red. I could see the delight in her eyes.
"Yes I do. Only when I want to. Im not regular."
"Tartan at half mast, boy"
Christ. I was to be reduced in status to a naked helpless exhibit. All
eyes were trained on me as I slipped out of my tartan boxers.
I felt a rush of adrenaline go through me. I was naked. I was at the
mercy almost of the person I wanted to have control over me. I had lost.
Louise and Dan had won
"Oh my god", exclaimed Dan. "I should have been home 30 minutes ago"
"I gotta go - I'll see ya first thing tomorrow"
Dan quickly grabbed his T-Shirt from the pile and ran out of the room. I
heard the front door latch.
Both the girls left the room. I used this oportunity to talk to Andy
"What do you think they are plotting?"
"We lost. They'll think of some evil forfeit."
"Yes, I know."
LOuise entered the room
"You two staying the night?"
We both nodded. Louise smiled and left.
"I don't think we should have said that" It was silent for a few seconds
and then the girls entered. Giggling. I was worried. Why? What could
they do? Whatever it was I would have no problem in doing. Louise was
like a pipedream. Maybe it was about to be reality. My hopes were to be
dashed. For the time being.
Chapter 3: Army Training
Well, what the girls, Louise and Sophie had decided was to put us
through our paces. Army style. For those Non-UK readers, the British Army
is famed for its discipline and tough regime. Sophie had some aspirations
to join the Army and knew a lot of stuff about it. One of her cousins was
in the Army and therefore had first hand tales of what it was like. She,
or her family possessed a large garden. It went well with the large house.
Over three acres of garden would make a good training course. Both Andy
and I were ordered to go home and get some durable clothes which could get
muddy, dirty etc. I had Army Combat Trousers and got those. A demin
jacker. Old T-Shirt. Boots. Andy was dressed in Combat trousers also.
These were half fasionable at the moment. He wore a white T-Shirt. Well
not for long and an old pair of football boots.
The girls had found a riding crop. Bugger. Its was 11pm. The aim was
for us to keep going until 1am the following morning, when we would be
allowed to sleep through till the morning.
The first task was to set up two tents. The girls would be watching us
from one of them. Sitting in the doorway. This was just one part of an
overall plan by Sophie. While her parents were away, she had said she
would do some work on the garden. She wasnt going to. She had two people
to do it for her. The tents are easy to assemble. Its harder when u have
only moonlight to go by. Its harder to go when u have to excitable girls
using a riding crop on your backside whenever you bend over. Andy and I
didnt care though. It was an experience. A fantasy. Most boys would
dream of being ordered around by the girls the subject of their dreams. Be
it Sarah Michelle Gellar (Buffy), Gail Porter or the girl from next door
with big knockers! When you talk about male dominance and superioity
through the ages, it is often forgotten who has control when it comes to
sex. Girls will always have control. Always have and always will. This
is why, neither Andy or I objected to being almost slaves in the garden.
It was slave labour certainly. But was it enjoyable? The girls certainly
enjoyed it. And maybe I did. In a funny sort of way.
The tents were set up reasonably quickly. The girls sat down in the
"porch" of the tent listening to the ghettoblaster that they had brought
out to the tent. The music wasnt that loud.
"Well done. The hoes are over there. Turn over that part of the
garden."
This was a flowerbed which had been unsuccessful in growing anything
colourful. Sophies family had decided to grow some vegetables on it
instead. This meant the soil needed to be turned over, peat and compost
needed to be added and the watered, ready for vegetables in the near
future. Great.
"Andy and I set to dig up and rake the earth. It was solid. Rock hard.
Impossible to break. After a good ten minutes we hadn't acheieved a great
deal. I stopped to talk to Andy.
"This is impossible"
"I know, I want a break."
"Could we not soften the Earth up a bit."
Andy also stopped to turn and talk. I picked up my hoe, not wanting to
appear to the girls ,our mistresses almost, that I wasnt working.
"Water"
"Yeah"
"What do you think you are doing?". Sophie was evidently not amused by
the fact that Andy had stopped and was talking to me.
"Did I say you could talk?"
"No, sorry. Could we not add some water to the Earth to soften it up?"
"What? Water? What sort of wimp are you?"
"Its just quite solid"
Sophie turned to Louise, "Calls himself a man, and cant even break up a
bit of Earth" I heard a crack as the crop wrapped itself around Andys
backside with considerable venom. Andy squealed in pain. Ouch, now that
would have hurt. They did it again. Andy fell to the ground.
"Louise, get the hose"
Louise obliged and returned with the hose. It was a HOZELOCK one, which
is used to clean the cars. One with a gun on the end. Sophie took the
hose and pushed it down the trousers of Andy and fired the water. His
groin was soaked. The Earth was watered a bit, but not much.
I looked round to see what was going on. Louise saw me and barked, "Get
on with your work, unless you want some as well?"
I didnt need any encouragement and turned back to digging up the rock
earth.
There was some more squeals. I didnt know what was going on, but i
presume that Sophie had had her wicked way with the watergun and left Andy
humiliated and uncomfortable. The girls retreated to their tent and left
us to continue with our digging.
"What they do to you?", I wispered after a while
"Sprayed water up my arse. Beat me a bit."
"Nothing too bad then"
"Its uncomfortable. Why dont we just leave?"
"Cos you dont want to. The idea of being dominated by two girls turns
you on. And you know it. Your not going to leave. Just like Im not."
"Too true"
The plot was eventually turned over and we got the bags of peat. We
started to spread the earth over the ground. I heard footsteps approach,
but I wasnt going to turn around. I didnt want the Andy treatment. The
peat was heavy, and it needed two of us to spread it. To hold the bag. I
heard a crack and suddenly the peat fell from my hands. Poor Andy had been
struck again and it had forced him to drop the bag of peat. Oh dear.
Theyre gonna kill him, I thought. One of the girls, I dont know which one,
pushed Andy into the peat on the ground, thus spoiling his White T-Shirt. I
was pulled away from the scene moments later, by Louise. She was strong. I
was taken to another part of the garden. I couldnt hear what Sophie was
doing to Andy, but his squeals and groans were clearly audable.
There was a fence. Wooden one. Remove your clothing came the
response.I did so. Quickly. Could this be the time when I get my wicked
way with the girl Id fantasised about. I was pushed up against the fence.
Arms and legs out. I could do nothing but obey. And i couldnt see what
she was doing to me as my face was looking at a fence. I felt Louise
fiddling about with my wrists and ankles. And then it dawned on me. Tney
had tied me up. Why? What had I done. I wriggled, but all I got was a
kick in the arse for my trouble.
About fifteen minutes later, I saw Andy being led up the garden. He was
crying I think. Id never seen Andy cry. He was hard. Strong. But not
weak and worthless. What could Sophie have possibly done to cause him so
much pain. He was tied up next to me. Naked also.
"Now, we want to have some fun with you two."
"If you get a question wrong, we will discipline you. The one of you
which gets the most right out of five will be repreived. The loser
finishes the garden and then will be at the mercy of either Louise or I".
This was Sophie's voice. She was commanding. Frightening even.
"Question One: Who was the first footballer to cost £1000 or more?"
This was EASY. I knew this one. Andy didnt. I dont think. He plays
football, he doesnt follow it so much as I do. I know a lot about football
history. So did Louise cos I think she set this one.
"Alf Common, I said to Louise who was standing next to me. In a loud
enough voice so Andy couldnt hear, but Louise could. Andy didnt know. He
got a strike of the crop across his backside for his trouble. 1-0 to me
"Question Two: What was the name of the character played by Gordon Kaye
in a 1980s sitcom set in France?" The sitcom was Allo Allo and the
character was Rene Artois. I loved that sitcom
"Monsieur Leclerc" was Andy's guess. He got another strike for his
trouble.
2-0 to the Willy
"Question Three: Name an Indian dish, beginning with 'T'?"
I racked my brains. Korma, Madras, Bahji, Vindaloo, Tikka?
"Tikka"
Andy offered Tindaloo
Both were correct 3-1 to ME!
"Question Four: What is the chemical symbol for Gold?" Chemistry? How
would I know? It was either Ag or Au.
"Ag"
Andy ventured "Go"
It was Au.
I felt the crop come down on my backside. Ouch
3-1. Id won. Great
"Question Five: Where is Leith?"
Leith is Edinburgh. Been there. Not that nice a place.
"Edinburgh, Scotland"
Andy also said Edinburgh. He had his football tournament there.
"William"
"Yes"
"Well done."
Louise intied my hands. I saw Sophie pass Louise some money. Must have
had a bet on which one would win. I had. I was led away by Louise to the
tents, with my clothing in my arms. She kissed me on the cheek, and held
up £50 to the moonlight. Wow. £50 is about equal to US$75 or 500FF. Its
a fair amount of money. I could hear Andy getting a pasting from Sophie.
Im glad I won. I pushed inside the tent. Now, what was Louise going to do
to me? Something nice I hope.
Chapter 4: Louise
Sophie and Andy were at the other side of the garden. Louise and I had
total freedom from prying eyes.
"I havent seen you naked before"
"I havent seen you naked", I responded.
She smiled.
"You're very sweaty. I like a guy with that sort of smell."
This comes from playing football every other day and so she gets very
sweaty also. She pushed my naked body onto the ground so that i was
horizontal. I watched mesmorised as Louise took of her various clothing,
her outline clearly visible against the moonlight.
"Lets go dancing"
She pulled me up from the ground and we walked out onto the lawn. She
turned on the music. It was "Dancing In The Moonlight", by Toploader.
Sweet touch. We were dancing in the moonlight. Naked. Without a word of
warning, Louise dropped to the ground and started sucking my (erect)
member. Bloody hell! Twenty minutes ago, she was beating me with a riding
crop, and now she was sucking me to high heaven. I was in seventh heaven!
It was the ulimate Love Hate Relationship!!!! Louise was a master (or
mistress) at oral sex. The orgasm that I had was explosive, jettisoning
smooth cum deep into Louise's mouth. She stopped when I did this, and
simply replied, "Your turn now" I must confess that I had never done
cunnilingis (I cant even spell it!). Until now. I was expected to perform
and perform I must. Louise sat down, spread out her legs and beckoned for
me to approach. As I did she laid back. My tongue pertruded from my mouth
and made contact with her clit. It was wet. It was weird. I was
trembling. It was colder now. I was also frightened. I didnt want to
admit to Louise that I had never done this with a girl before. I didnt
want to get a reputation. Well not that sort anyway. I tried to stimulate
her. Take her to the very limits of her enjoyment. I failed, because she
sat up and asked me if I had ever done this before. What can you say?
"No, not oral sex, Im very inexperienced in that department." She
laughed wryly. Come inside the tent. I did. Head bowed in shame.
"Its OK. Id never performed Oral Sex until five minutes ago". This
lifted my spirits no end. She pushed me back to the ground and told
me to just enjoy the evening. She was in control.
She straddled me. Sex, with Louise. At last. I was looking forward to
this. I had been for weeks. Was it ever going to happen. It was like
putting an animal out of its agony, but causing it massive enjoyment in
doing so. Like dying, on a roller coaster. Except, i was on my own ride.
Where Louise got a condom from, I dont know. Sophie and Louise had
certainly organised things while Andy and I had got our clothes. She
slipped it on me. In the dark. She does know her penises well! The next
ten minutes, or however long it was, was ectasy. I felt that my body was
going to explode. The tension and fulfillment running threw it was
unparralleled. Second to none. Louise slid up and down my cock. Groaning
and grunting in the process. Noisy! The other noises eminating from the
garden was from Andy, caused by Sophie.
I came for the second time in 20 minutes into the condom. A release of
tension suddenly flowed through my body. It was electric.
We went to sleep shortly afterwards.
The next morning, we saw what Sophie had done to poor Andy. The plot
was done, and she had left him tied to the fence wearing just his T-Shirt
and trousers around his knees. His behind was red. Sophie was with him.
Maybe, she had gone to far. I spoke to him when she had released him, in
private. While Andy was telling me about his night, Sophie was listening
to Louise's story.
"I did the plot. Every time I dropped something or stopped to take a
breath, she gave me 10 of the best. She threw peat over me. She
jettisoned me with water. Made me lick her feet and then raped me when i
was blindfolded. Ive been here for four hours"
"Oh God", I said. That was too far I thought
"Maybe we should have left"
"Ummmm.."
There was a pause.
"Just between you and me..."
"You enjoyed it right", I pre-empted the next sentence
"No....well, yeah, kinda"
"Kinda?"
"OK, I loved it. To have someone in control of your body. Your pain,
your excitement. She had complete control over me"
"You dont think its a bit weird?"
"What is?"
"To like being beaten and whipped and humiliated"
"I thought that before I had experienced it. I like Sophie. Shes
nice."
"Shes vicious"
"What was your night like?"
"Nothing really. Went to sleep"
If he thought I was going to tell him what I had been upto, he was in a
dreamland of his own.
"I never knew Sophie was into that sort of thing. She never said when
we went out together"
"She is. Some of her friends are too, and there having a party. Slaves
and Mistresses. She just told me. When she was untying me. Jsut before
she did, she phoned her friend and she said we could come if we want."
"Thats serious."
"We are new at this. We both are. Of physical activity last night was
our first night."
"For both of you"
"Both of us....And if we are going to reach our sexual fulfillment, then
we gotta learn. See other people do it"
"You looking forward to it?"
"Kinda. We going to go shopping for clothes and stuff tomorrow in
London. Cheap stuff. We havent got that much money."
The two girls beckoned for us to come over to this house, which we did.
Louise was going home, and I was going to walk with her. I should be
getting home anyway. I left my combat clothes in a bag at Sophies house
and I left with Louise, holding hands and talking as we were walking along.
"You heard about Andy and Sophie?"
"Yeah, weird isnt it?"
"Maybe we could give it a try. Little Willy"
"No...thats not for me! Too painful"
"Wimp"
"Thanks. Im really sorry about the oral sex thing last night"
"Why?"
"I felt small and worthless to admit that I couldn't pleasure you in the
way that you wanted me to."
"We did alright last night"
"Oh yeah, dancing and all that?"
"We should do that again sometimes. It was quite romantic"
"Romantic?"
"Yes, I thought it would be a foreign concept"
I laughed. She was true. I wasnt known for being a Romeo.
"Would you let me take you out, after college somewhere?"
"Where?"
"Cinema and then a cafe for a bite to eat and drink"
"Love to"
There was a pause. A rather long pause. I was unsure what to say.
"You dont have to agree, but would you teach me oral sex sometime."
Louise stopped and looked at me.
"Of course. Its my pleasure"
"I hope so!" "My house is that one over there"
Louise pointed to a cottage which was not surrounded by houses. It was
basically on its own. I knew that Sophie and Louise lived close. While
Sophie lived in a big house, Louise lived in a cottage. Her father had
left the family when she was 5 years old and her mother had to look after
Louise and her younger brother and sister. The house did not need to be so
big and the cottage was adequate.
"I have to go then, see you on Monday"
"Will"
I turned round to see her
"Yes?"
"Dont you want your first lesson?"
This will be continued. Probably
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Written By James Flood (Speedo on DALnet channel #teenjackinchat) Email:
jflood@mycabin.com
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Im already writing the next story about Louise, a soggy biscuit game and
some sex at a football match Watch out for FOOTBALL EXPLOSION 1
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