Drenched Ch. 02

I have a vivid imagination, so this game came easily to me. "Ok, describe in detail your favorite sexual position, and why it's your favorite."

"Oh dear." She steeled herself, looking under lidded eyes at Nate, who nodded and gestured to us as if to say 'go on'. "It's a two-part position. Oh gosh, this is embarrassing with Conor here... Ok! I'm just drunk enough to go here... It starts with sixty-nine. I'm on top, giving him head and I'm crushing my pussy into his face. Nate has incredible staying power, I must say, so we suck and lick each other until I'm ready to come. There is something about that position, how he can see everything, my ass and my pussy, that really gets me off. Sometimes he'll rub my asshole a little with my pussy juice, go in a little bit. I like to play with his balls as I work up and down on his cock. But just when I'm about to come, I will move down into reverse cowboy and fuck my brains out on his cock, he doesn't even have to move. I usually squeeze my clit too, and I've come four times in a row like this. I'm on the pill of course, so I want Nate to come inside me. When he comes, I lean back and he puts his arms around me, and I feel him go soft while he's still inside me. God, I love that..."

We were all dumbfounded. My pussy was on fire. Not five minutes ago Beth was jokingly protesting, and she laid this on us. Clearly she was very into this and I was more than happy to up the ante when my turn came around.

"Jesus honey, I didn't know you had it in you," said Nate.

Beth was obviously aroused, as she fanned her robe open and closed to air herself out. I got a complete look at one of her boobs, and it was spectacular. Almost as good as mine! Ha! Her areola was large in diameter and her nipple was about three-quarters of an inch long, completely erect.

Next was Conor, who spun and it pointed to himself. He spun again and it pointed at me.

"Dare." I looked straight in Conor's eyes with a slight smile.

Conor disappointed me, I'll admit. He dared me to take off my shoes. I think he was making a statement by going light on me. "Only if you give me a foot massage while the next turn goes." I made a show of smoothing my hands down my thighs and calves, then took off my brown leather heels. I daintily put my foot in Conor's lap, dangerously close to what I knew was a raging hard on in his jeans. He began massaging, and as my feet are very sensitive, cooed with pleasure.

Beth chirped, "Becca, you make taking a shoe off sexy. Damn." She was stroking Nate's thigh a bit, and he sported a huge grin.

"After your sexual position story, girl, I am practically vibrating over here." That got a laugh.

Nate's turn, points at Conor. "Come on son, after your last lame dare with Becca, you'd better say dare..."

"Ok then dare."

"Kiss Becca on the lips and neck for one minute," Nate said. Beth expressed her approval with a squeal.

Conor and I looked at each other. He looked as if he was waiting for my approval, which I gave by angling my head to the side, inviting him to nuzzle my neck. Conor moved in.

Let's just say that that boy can kiss. For all his shyness, he knows his way around a woman's body, I could tell. He came up beside me, and placed his lips lightly in the hollow of my neck, below my left ear. I could feel his sweet breath as he angled down to my neck, lightly biting, suckling and licking. He worked his lips back up my neck to the tip of my chin, which he fully kissed, and he moved his lips directly in front of mine. Our eyes locked, and a split second later, our lips met. Our mouths opened simultaneously and our tongues intertwined. I tried to devour him, and did the same. I arched my back, my breasts pressing fully against my sheer top, their full shape completely described - I might have well been topless. I worked my fingers through his hair and crushed him against me.

"Time!" Said Nate.

Damn, was all I could think. I unconsciously pressed my hand to my pussy, feeling the damp heat. Conor pulled away back to his cushion, looking me in the eyes the whole time.

"Jesus Christ, that was hot," said Beth. "I didn't know you had that in you Conor!"

I knew that I was his. I knew I had no more boundaries this night.

It was pretty much understood that, from that point onward, there would be only dares. Beth's turn, pointed to Nate. Dared him to take off his shirt, which he did with minimal fanfare.

I spun and it pointed to Beth. I dared her to open her robe for 10 seconds. Whoops and hollers all around. Beth was semi-reclined, resting on an elbow and her left hip. She untied the robe's belt, and pulled the robe open. First, her right breast came into view, her position and gravity pulling it downward in the most ripely, womanly way. The right half of her robe at that point was draped over her hip, still maintaining her modesty. She angled up a bit and pulled the left side of the robe away from her left breast, leaving her beautiful tits fully exposed, and most of her stomach as well. Her nipples hardened as she traced a fingertip across her right breast, down toward the lower part of the robe. To our surprise, Beth pulled away the bottom portion completely away from her hips, exposing her lovely, trimmed bush. Her legs were together, so you could only see a hint of her lips, but it was highly erotic, for that reason itself.

She remained in this position for a few more seconds, then pulled the robe across herself. She sat up, and very loosely tied the robe back together, leaving about 75% of her breasts exposed. She was exquisite. My competitive spirit was completely aflame.

"Girl, that was amazing," I said.

"Well, I have to keep up with you somehow, right?" We laughed. Conor wiped the sweat off his brow, and Nate was all smiles, eating up every last second of it.

Conor dared Nate to moon the group. He did, I swatted his ass. Nate dared Conor to take off his shirt. Beth spun and it pointed at me.

Clearly, she and I were really going to play.

"Becca, lean back like you were when Conor was kissing you. Take off your jeans, and your thong, and spread your legs until I tell you otherwise."

So this was actually a big deal to me. I actually like being in control, so being ordered to do this was both highly erotic and scary at the same time. Which made it even more delicious. Conor and Nate had already seen my tits, but this was different.

I decided to make the most of it. I reclined and unbuttoned my jeans, slowly unzipping the zipper. I was going to milk this moment for all it was worth. I worked my thumbs under the waist, lifted my hips from the floor, and pulled my tight, dark jeans over my hips. I felt the rush of cool air hit my inner thighs. When I had the jeans bunched around my knees, I lifted my thighs up toward my stomach, exposing my be-thonged ass to the group. I know my juices had leaked out around the crotch of my thong, as I could feel the cool of wetness on my thighs and buttocks. I pulled the jeans over my knees, lowering my feet back to the ground, and removed them completely.

"Nice thong, Becca, I have one like that..." said Beth. "You're not wearing it tonight, I saw," I said playfully. We winked at each other. The guys were practically salivating, moving to get a better view of my legs and ass. Now for the thong.

Just like I did with my jeans, I leaned back and worked my thumbs under the straps at my hips. I worked them lower, down my thighs, exposing my pussy completely to the air and for everyone to see. The chill of the air hit my wetness full-on; I was drenched. My juices where everywhere: all over my thong, saturating the fabric, saturating my landing strip of pubic hair, I could see it glisten. Again like I did with my jeans, I lifted my legs and pulled the thong over my knees, my legs in the air, my pussy lips pouting between my thighs, in full view of everyone. I could feel my wetness dripping out of me. I put my feet back on the floor as I pulled the wet garment completely off.

I leaned back on my cushion and spread my legs like I had been told. I could actually hear my pussy open up, the wetness of it, as my legs parted. My audience was spellbound. I still had my top on, which was even more obscenely describing my tits than before. I bunched up the bottom of it just below my boobs, so my tummy and belly button were exposed as well.

"Becca, your pussy is pouring with wetness. Wow," said Beth. Her robe had worked its way nearly completely open, both her tits hanging freely. This sight got me even wetter. I could feel the perspiration forming between my tits, despite being almost completely nude.

Conor looked at me as if to test that I'm ok. I assured him with a nod that I'm fine, more than fine.

I moved to get a drink from my wine glass, but Beth said "no moving." She meant business, and sounded like she had a plan for me, a flirty but serious tone. I fell in line and played along. Being on display, under someone else's control was beyond erotic for me.

"Let's do away with the bottle and just take turns daring," says Beth. We all agree. It's my turn, so I dared Nate to suck Beth's nipples for one minute, robe completely open. Nate positioned himself between Beth's legs, opened up her robe, exposing her to us all, her chest heaving her full breasts up and down, her pussy lips visible, and knelt down to suck. The minute went by too fast, especially for Beth. She was visibly wet when Nate pulled away.

I forget what the next few dares were, but I know they didn't involve me as I was kind of Beth's property at this point. Funny how that happened. My arms were getting tired from maintaining my position, and Beth noticed. "You can sit up now, this next dare requires movement anyway..." she said mysteriously. I wondered what would come next.

It was Beth's turn. "Becca, I didn't get my mail today when I got home. Would you go get it for me?"

Yes! This is exactly what I like, the chance of being seen outdoors. I got up, my blouse not coming close to covering up my glistening pussy. Assuming it was in the mailbox outside, I made for the door, my shapely ass swaying exaggeratedly for them all to see. I looked back, the most flirty look on my face. "Be back in a minute." I reached for the doorknob.

"Wait a second, Becca. It's not at the mailbox, it's with my next door neighbor, Evan. He gets it when I travel."

I swallowed. The guys looked at Beth as if she was crazy, Conor protesting that that was too much to ask. He's so sweet, but I resolved to keep playing. "I'll do it."

Beth picked up her cell phone, and after a few seconds said, "Hi Evan! Beth here. I hope it's not too late but a friend of mine will be trotting over to pick up my mail. Would you mind giving it to her? Thanks!"

"He's ready when you are!" Beth giggled, the mischief bubbling out of her. The guys were getting into it too, rooting me on.

"Wish me luck!" I said. I turned to leave. "Oh, it's Evan that has the luck tonight, sweetheart," said Beth. "I owe him one, and this his payment, in full."

Hi payment was about to be a nearly naked woman with the wettest pussy she's damn near ever had. Yeah, that's decent payment.

I closed the door behind me, and made my way in near darkness toward Evan's house. The street lights and house lights weren't bright enough to make my position obvious, so I felt pretty secure. No cars either, thank goodness. But as I neared Evan's house, reality set in.

I walked to the door. His house light was on, which meant my ass was completely exposed to the street. Anyone that walked door drove by could see me. This realization caused a fresh flood of wetness to rush out between my legs, I could feel it begin to drip down my thigh. I did not want Evan to see that much! I rang the bell, and I put my left hand down in front of my pussy, which squeezed my boobs together. And by now, you know the state of my blouse.

I heard footsteps, and the door opened to a youngish guy of about 30, mail in hand. He smiled a pretty normal smile, said "hi" and extended the mail toward me... Then he noticed my state of decorum. He was shocked, staring openly at my hand-covered pussy, then to my extremely hard nipples poking through my top, then back to my eyes. "Um, what's going on...?" he mumbled. He was so shy, a very sweet guy, I could tell.

"To be honest, Beth dared me to do this, plus she said you'd get a kick out of it." We both laughed, the ice broken. To be honest again, my butt cheeks were getting chilly and I wanted to get back inside.

Evan gave me the mail, and said with a full smile, "Tell Beth I said thanks. The best thing she's ever done for me."

"I will!" I said, moved my hand away from my pussy, and with a twirl I was gone. I'm sure he got a great view of everything.

I rushed back inside Beth's house, out of breath from excitement, to a chorus of congratulations and high fives. My tits were bouncing obscenely and pussy was gushing.

We sit back down, this time I sit Indian style, completely unselfconsciously.

I passed my turn. I wanted to be the object of the dares. Both Conor and Nate passed to Beth, saying they couldn't top Beth's dares. Beth was more than happy to do the daring. So much for her being more into truth!

"Becca, resume the position. My dare is for you to let me do what I'm about to do next."

I did as I was told, once again spreading my legs open, my juices flowing out of me. Beth crawled over to me, her robe having become untied and falling open, her breasts swaying as she moved forward. She parked herself between my legs, I felt the heat rush out of me as her smooth thighs moved into a locked position beneath my own. She was inches from my body. She reached forward, grasping the bottom of my blouse, and pulled it upward to expose my breasts. I sat up and raised my arms above my head, and she pulled my top all the way off. I was naked, completely.

Being exposed like this made me so aroused that I had a tiny orgasm right then. Just enough for my hips to angle even more directly outward, like I was aiming myself at Beth and the guys. I leaned back to the position, with Beth between my legs, her own breasts on display. She tossed my top aside as I looked down at myself.

My breasts sat proudly on my chest, their natural fullness spreading them outward. They are firm, full and round, with silver dollar-sized pink areola and prominent nipples. With each ragged breath, they bounced slightly and swayed when I shifted my weight. My toned but feminine tummy pouted cutely further down my body, rounding toward my pussy. Some girls don't like the looks of their pussy, but I actually think mine is cute. I have a tiny landing strip of light brown hair, and full, puffy outer lips that were splayed open to display my pink inner lips. I have a large-ish clit that emerges from its hood when I'm extra aroused, like I was then. I do occasionally squirt, as my G-spot is also quite large and noticeable by the feel of a finger, and from what I've been told, even someone's tongue or cock. I was dripping profusely, and Beth was inches away.

I looked back up at her to see that she'd been taking the same visual journey I had, across my body. Turning her eyes on my breasts, she traced both hands' worth of fingernails lightly over my tits, going from the outermost edge all the way inward to my nipples. I thought my nipples couldn't get harder, but they did, as she traced her nails along my nipples, pushing them down, releasing them and springing back. I arched my back, begging her to grab them completely.

She moved both hands to my rib cage, below my breasts, and moved her hands up, pressing my breasts upward with them. My breasts compressed and slid beneath her palms, finally... She massaged them and I moaned in utter delight. She pulled my nipples away from my chest, releasing them to spring back. She continued to play with my tits and nipples as she bent forward and whispered in my ear.

"Thank you Becca. I've never done this with a girl before, and ever since that night in the dorm room I've been curious. Thank you for trusting me. Do you trust me to keep going?"

She lifted her face away from my ear, and my answer was to kiss her full on the lips. We sucked each others' tongues like we were ravenously hungry. She pulled away and smiled, looking down at my pussy. It throbbed.

I looked over at the guys. They were speechless, and loving it. It was all I needed to know. I looked at Conor, essentially pleading for him to be ok. He was, and gave me an encouraging nod.

I looked back at Beth. "This is why I wanted you to sit like this." She inched her way backward, and downward. I knew what was about to happen. I gasped. I looked at the guys, and they were frozen, like they couldn't believe what was about to happen.

Beth knelt down between my legs, her face inches away from my pussy. My scent was permeating the room at this point, and it was a good scent, the scent of sex. She moved in, and just as I thought she was going to plant her lips on pussy, she gave me a light lick across the clit, and I nearly exploded. She kissed and sucked at my landing strip, drinking the juices that had accumulated there throughout the night. She kissed and nibbled her way over and around my labia, down my inner thigh, pressing her cheek against my pussy. I could feel the wetness pour out upon her face. She placed her mouth directly above my gaping pussy, and gave it the sweetest, most tender kiss I have ever felt down there. Then, she dove in, tongue probing deep in my hole, her hands grasping my buttocks and lifting my ass into the air. I bucked. I reached down and squeezed one of her tits, twisting and pulling the nipple, feeling its pendulous weight sway. She licked up my pussy and sucked my clit into her mouth, drawing it in with more force than I thought I could withstand. It dawned on me that she was sucking on my clit like it was a little penis, which of course it is. She pulled away and blew cold air on my pussy, which shocked me back to my senses. This cold was obliterated when she dove back in, her tongue lapping me from my anus, dipping into my pussy hole, all the way back to my clit. She reached up and pulled my nipple, a mirror image of what I had done to her own breast.

She sucked my clit into her mouth again, and surprised me by inserting a finger into my gaping hole. She worked her finger in and out of me, she searched for my G-spot and hit it. I responded by bucking my hips and screaming. I was close. "Oh my God Beth! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

She moaned, which I could feel directly on my clit, and stuck a second finger in me. She worked them in and out at a fever pitch, my juices spraying and splashing everywhere. I looked at Conor, and the look of lust and desire on his face drove me over the edge. I came.

If there was a record book of biggest orgasms in history, I'm pretty sure this would make the list. I saw explosions of colors and shapes. I screamed and bucked my hips wildly. Beth hung on for dear life, fingering me and sucking my clit to the point of delicious pain. With one last shudder, where I held my hips in the air in paralyzed orgasmic release, I was spent. Beth let go of my ass and pulled her face away. My juices covered her face, and were dripping down her tits. She looked amazing. She licked her lips and her fingers, as if she couldn't get enough of my taste.

I couldn't speak. I just breathed ragged breaths, my breasts heaving, swaying and bouncing. I moved a hand to my pussy and held it there, trying to recover. Beth startled me with her words.

"Becca, that was amazing. I going to fuck my boyfriend now. Nate, what do you think of that idea?" Nate nodded yes, jumped up, grabbed her hand and led her away to the bedroom.

I turned my head.

"Conor..." I said.



To be continued.