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Subject: {ASSM} The Fourth Dare (sweet revenge)
Date: Sun, 22 Jul 2001 20:10:04 -0400
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The Fourth Dare

(In the first dare, Aimee and June earned a hundred dollars each by walking
naked, at night, through the park around Ringwood Lake. Geoff enjoyed
looking at the two naked seventeen year old girls, but he didn't try to take
advantage of them. In the second dare, Aimee was tied and blindfolded,
standing in the architrave of a sliding door in Geoff's house, while June
massaged her with oil and brought her to orgasm. Aimee earned a hundred
dollars for this, but June had to take the third dare, in which Aimee
brought her to orgasm with her tongue.)

Laying, cuddling, on the bed, June gradually recovered from the orgasm I had
given her. We talked about how far Geoff had taken us. From an innocent,
well, almost innocent, walk through the park around Ringwood Lake, we had
both come in front of him; and I, little timid I, who had not even gone all
the way with a boy, had licked my friend's pussy! Geoff was certainly adept
at corrupting girls. Yes, corrupting them -- although both of us admitted
that we had enjoyed the experience.

June and I began talking about how we could get our own back on Geoff.

After a while we went into the other room, with the robe wrapped around both
our shoulders, leaving our breasts and pussies in full view. We no doubt
looked dishevelled and a bit sweaty, but we had agreed that our nakedness
would encourage any man to agree to what we wanted.

"We've got a dare for you," announced June.

"For me?" -- we had managed to surprise Geoff.

"Yes. We've accepted your dares. Now it's your turn," I said.

For Geoff, this was evidently quite unexpected. But watching him, we could
see he realised that if he chickened out, he could say goodbye to any
further adventures with us.

"And what do I get if I accept your dare?" he asked.

That disconcerted us. We hadn't thought about that. Each dare we'd accepted
had earned us a hundred dollars each. But we couldn't afford to pay him.

"We can't pay you any money," said June.

"OK, then pay me another way."

We turned around in the robe, presenting our bottoms to him, and whispered
together. As I said, I had never gone all the way with a boy, and I don't
think June had either. But Geoff, in spite of our trying to get back at him,
was a very pleasant man, and we felt we could trust him to initiate us
nicely, and not to do anything nasty to us. We turned back.

"OK. We know what you want. If you accept the dare you get to have one of
us," said June.

"What do you mean, `have'," Geoff asked. We knew he was just trying to
provoke us.

"You know what we mean," said June.

"OK. Which one?" Geoff asked.

"You can choose," answered June.

"That's impossible," he said. "How could I choose between you. You're both
lovely."

"Well, what do you suggest," I asked.

"Simple -- if I accept your dare, I get to have both of you."

We twisted round again and whispered some more. We turned back to him.

"You won't get us pregnant, will you?" June asked.

"Of course not," replied Geoff. "I've had the op."

"What's that?" asked June.

"A vasectomy. I can't make you pregnant."

"And you won't do anything nasty to us...?" I asked.

"No! Of course not," Geoff said, "I want to enjoy you -- not hurt you."

"OK," we said together. "we agree."

Geoff was cooked!


"Take all your clothes off," ordered June.

Geoff kicked off his shoes, and reached down to pull his socks off -- even
at seventeen, we knew that nothing looks worse than an otherwise naked man
wearing socks! He undid the buttons of his shirt, slid it off his shoulders,
and tossed it onto the chair. He unbuckled the belt of his trousers, bent
and stepped out of them, holding them in front of him as he folded them to
hang over the back of the chair.

Now came the moment of truth. As he turned back to us, we both gasped as we
saw Geoff's underpants tenting over his hard penis. He bent forward to slip
off his underpants, and then stood, as bravely as he could, his penis
pointing at our faces.

"Oh! That's lovely," I giggled. June agreed.

"Sit on the sofa while we put these cuffs on you," said June, taking the
cuffs from the top of the chest.

Geoff sat. We both shrugged out of the robe, and naked, went and sat beside
him. I fixed a cuff on his right wrist, and June did the same to his left.
Then we both knelt in front of him, while we wrapped the cuffs around Geoff'
s ankles, his penis pointing at us, very near our faces.

"Stand up," ordered June; and taking Geoff's erect penis in her hand, she
led him into the bedroom. I followed behind, giggling.

"Lie on the bed," dictated June.

Geoff did so. We had planned this. We clipped the cords onto the wrist
cuffs, and tied them to the posts at the sides of the headboard. Then we
clipped the cords to his ankle cuffs, and ran them over the bottom of the
bed to the casters at each side. In just a moment Geoff was spreadeagled,
completely helpless, and with his penis pointing at the ceiling. He'd agreed
to do this, but it looked as if he was fast having second thoughts -- far
too late.

"Now," said June, "let's have a look at this thing."

We leaned on the bed, next to Geoff's centre. June reached out and took his
penis in her hand. Meanwhile, I put my hand around Geoff's balls, and
squeezed them a little. That had an effect neither of us was expecting --
Geoff's penis stood even straighter, and the foreskin slid down the head a
little.

"Mmmm, look at that," I exclaimed, pointing to the now uncovered and very
wet top of Geoff's penis.

June reached out to touch it. As she touched the exposed head, Geoff gasped.

"He likes that," grinned June, and with her hand around Geoff's penis, she
began to run her thumb over the exposed top of his penis.

Geoff let go an "Aaaahhhh," and his body went rigid.

June pressed her hand further down Geoff's penis, baring more of the head --
even wetter now -- and continued to run her thumb all over the top. His head
went back, and although his eyes were open, it was obvious that he could see
nothing, only feel.

"Oh, please..." he muttered.

"Please what?" asked June, smiling at him, and continuing the sweet torture.

Geoff's hips were thrust up towards her hand, and it appeared that he could
think of nothing but the intense feelings in his penis.

"Ooohh, please."

"What do you want," asked June. "Tell me."

"I want to put it in you," Geoff said through clenched teeth.

"No way!" said June. "Punish him for saying that, Aimee."

I leaned over Geoff's face, and leaned down to kiss him. Geoff reached up
towards my lips, but I stopped out of reach and smiled. June's rubbing on
the head of Geoff's penis went on.

I moved further up, and dangled a breast above Geoff's mouth. Again he
stretched up, seeking my nipple, but I kept it just beyond his reach. I
giggled. Then I did it again with my other breast. Geoff kept his head flat
on the bed so I would come closer, and at the last moment he reached up with
his tongue; but I was too quick for him: he just had a quick flick of my
nipple before I was again out of reach. And still the sweet torture of Geoff
's penis continued.

"Please," he begged, "give me your lovely pussy."

I turned to June, and giggled, "He wants my pussy."

"Well," said June, "perhaps you should tease him with it."

I straddled Geoff's face, my ankles over his shoulders, my shins pressed
against his cheeks. He could see my pussy above him, very open and wet, and
looking so enticing to him; and beyond, my pubic hair, my tummy, my breasts,
and me looking down at him with a wide grin.

I began to lower myself towards Geoff's mouth. He couldn't help himself; he
reached up with his tongue out as far as it would go. He just managed to
flick it between my lower lips. It was my turn to moan as I quickly lifted
myself out of his reach again. And still June continued rubbing the head of
his penis.

"Oh, God," Geoff groaned, "You're driving me mad. Please give me
something..."

"What would you like," I asked.

"I want your lips, your breast, your pussy. I want..."

"He's so greedy," I commented, looking over my shoulder at June.

"Yes," said June, "he needs punishing for what he did to us."

June, with Geoff's balls in one hand and his penis in the other, continued
rubbing the head, driving him out of my mind.

"Oh, God," he gasped.

I took the blindfold from the bed where we had left it and wrapped it around
Geoff's eyes. A moment later he felt my breast stroking against his cheek.
He twisted his head to try to take my breast into his mouth, but I drew
away. Then he felt my breast against his other cheek; his head jerked around
again, but once again he was too late. He could hear me chuckling. The
gentle rubbing on the head of Geoff's penis and the game I was playing was
driving him absolutely mad.

At this point I began to feel a bit sorry for Geoff. I wriggled up the bed a
bit more, and fitted my ankles over his shoulders again, my feet either side
of his face. Then I lowered myself onto Geoff's face. At last, some contact.
He began to lick my very wet pussy, and thrust his tongue inside me. The
rubbing of his penis went on and on, keeping his body rigid, as he pleasured
me.

"Keep teasing him," I muttered to June. "What he's doing feels lovely."

Soon I was making little movements, up and down on Geoff's mouth and tongue.
My head went back, my hands were squeezing my breasts, and I could hear
myself moaning. My movements got wilder and wilder as my feelings
heightened. At last I made several stong downward thrusts, and then I came,
came, came, with a long, "Aaaahhh", and fell forward, lifting my pussy from
Geoff's very wet face.

I slid to one side, and as I slowly recovered I opened my eyes and I looked
again at Geoff. I suppose the contact with my pussy had diverted Geoff's
mind a little from the feelings in his penis, but now I had drawn away from
him, June's rubbing was again sending continuous shocks through his whole
body.

"Oh God," Geoff panted. "Stop, please stop. You're driving me mad."

June stopped for a moment. I think she was really worried that she might
harm me. But as Geoff subsided she took his penis in her hand again, and
slid her thumb over the engorged head.

"Aaah!" Geoff gasped.

June chuckled, still sliding her thumb over the head. Geoff's head went back
and his hips thrust up towards her.

"I see you're still enjoying this," she said.

"No! It's killing me," Geoff gasped out.

I leaned up on my elbow beside him and looked at what June was doing.

"June," I said, "I think we should give him a rest. He looks nearly out of
his mind. I didn't know you could drive a man that far."

"OK," agreed June, reluctantly, giving Geoff's penis a last flick which had
him gasping again. "Let's untie him."

I unclipped the snap hooks on his wrist cuffs, and June did the same at his
ankles. Geoff removed the blindfold; he looked drained, and his tortured
penis was still standing proud. He held his arms out to us. We lay down on
either side of him, his arms around us, our breasts pressed into his chest.

Geoff kissed both of us; first me, then June.

"Oh, God," Geoff said, "That was... that was..."

"Terrible?" asked June.

"Oh, yes," Geoff replied. "Terrible, but wonderful too."

He hugged both of us, as we lay there, relaxing.

(Look out for the Fifth Dare)

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