Newsgroups: talk.bizarre,alt.sex.bondage,alt.sex.stories,alt.butt.harp,alt.sex,alt.prose Subject: RICHH: TRUTH OR DARE #4--PART B Message-ID: <1992May18.211439.16600@tigger.jvnc.net> From: richh@tigger.jvnc.net (RICHH) Date: 18 May 92 21:14:39 GMT Sender: news@tigger.jvnc.net (Zee News Genie) Followup-To: alt.prose.d Organization: JvNCnet, Princeton University, NJ Originator: richh@tigger.jvnc.net Nntp-Posting-Host: tigger.jvnc.net Lines: 237 Disclaimer: The following story contains naughty bits. If you are under 18, or if this has somehow wandered onto the K12 net, STOP READING NOW. Do not, I repeat, do not email it to all your friends. And for God's sake do not make a printout of it and distribute copies all over your school. I mean sure, it'll be cool and all, and you'll probably have lots of new friends, and you'll probably even get lots of dates which will lead to numerous nights of hot, sticky backseat passion, but like, you could get in big trouble. Cause I know a kid who did it and sure, it was cool for awhile, but all the new friends he made weren't like *real* friends. Plus like, it's all fully and legally copyrighted and if you think you're so tough now, let's see how you feel after a few months in the joint sharing a cell with a disgruntled former Kinko's employee with something to prove. Copyright prison--you wouldn't last a day. ------------------------- "Dare, Karen?" "Yes, dare." Maria whispered something to Josh. He nodded and headed towards his garage. "Okay," said Maria. "Strip." Karen did, and stood there. "Shit. I was just this close, Ree." "I noticed." Josh returned with a bench press rack. And a big roll of duct tape. Karen stood there, her hands at her sides. "I like it here, Josh. You don't have any exotic equipment." "So we have to improvise." "I like household stuff way better anyway. I mean, you see a big ole iron cross--that's pretty much only used for one thing. There's no mystery about it. But you come at someone with a roll of Scotch tape and a box of thumbtacks--well, then you've got lots of good connotations to work with." "Oooh, yeah," said Maria. "Tape is usually benign, helpful. But--" She unrolled a bit. "It can cut, it can tear, it can pull out pubes..." Karen shuddered slightly and her nipples stiffened. Ellen got a bunch of plastic trash bags from the kitchen and lay them on the floor. Josh situated the rack over it. "What's with the bags?" said Karen. "Catch any stray fluids," said Maria. "Blood, urine, bile, lymph..." "Cerebrospinal fluid." "I hear that tastes like seawater." "Yikes." "Lie down," said Maria. Karen did. "Arms up. Hold these." Karen grabbed onto the upright supports and Josh secured her wrists with tape. He did the same to her ankles. "How does that feel? Any bony prominences feel uncomfortable?" "Nope." "Great." Josh disappeared to put on some music. "Play something raunchy," said Karen. "Something that grinds." [ She was a fast machine, She kept her motor clean, She was the best damn woman that I ever seen, She had a-sightless eyes, Telling me no lie, Knockin' me out with those American thighs,] "Coolness." Maria tore off two squares of duct tape and covered Karen's eyes. "Hey--" "Relax. We'll be with you in a sec." We huddled and split up, each of us searching for something to play with. When we all returned, we had a bunch of long red candles, a bowl of ice water, a bunch of towels, a big bottle of baby oil(warm from the microwave), a box of thumb tacks, and a pair of rusty garden shears("for aural stimulation," Ellen had said. No doubt.) Maria kneeled beside Karen and started pouring the baby oil over her stomach. "What's that? Mmmm, warm." "It's just oil. Relax." Maria smoothed it out over Karen, cupping a generous amount between her legs. Howard knelt on the other side and slipped a finger between her folds and started talking. "The great thing about Karen" he said, rolling his forefinger over her clit, "is that you can always tell exactly how close she is. Right, hon?" Karen screeched and he stopped his hand. "You're already there. Well, relax. If you lose the feeling it'll come right back." "Ohhhh," she whined. "But I'm so--so close." [ Taking more than her share, Had me fighting for air, She told me to come, but I was already there, 'Cos the walls start shaking, The earth was quaking, My mind was achin', And we were makin' it and you... Shook me all night long, Yeah you, shook me all night long. ] Maria found a lighter and lit all the candles and passed them out. Soon, we were all hovering over Karen. When the first droplets hit her, she said, "W--what's that? Warm. Wax? I've never played with wax before!" "The baby oil should take the edge off it. Should just feel warm. You wanna come, don't you, baby?" "Oh fuck." [ Running double time on that seduction line, She's one of a kind, She's just mine all mine, Well her claws, Are just another cause, Made a meal out of me, and come back for more, Tried to cool me down, To take another round, Well I'm back in the ring to take another swing ] Karen's breasts were soon almost completely covered with the red wax and efforts were concentrated below her waist. Howard held her lips apart and we saw her pussy twitch slightly as the wax landed. Ice water was added to the recipe. A delicate trail across her nipples. Warm, cool, COLD, HOT! The signals were dizzying the young girl, but each trail of sensation sent showers of tiny explosions across her cunt. Karen was panting, writhing, near-hyperventilating. Howard moved around so he was between Karen's thighs and spread her fleshy outer lips. He dragged his tongue across her vulva and around her clit a few times. He picked away any stray wax and said to her, "Karen, I'm going to kiss you two hundred times. You count. When I'm done, you can come. But if you lose count I'm going to start at one." "Ok, ok, anything." He started, got up to 50 and said to her, "Now by eights." "58." Pause. "66." "74." "82." [ But the walls were shaking, The earth was quaking, My mind was aching, And we were making it and you... Shook me all night long, Yeah you, shook me all night long, Knocked me out, I said you Shook me all night long, Had me shaking and you, Shook me all night long, Had me shaking, Well you shook me... [guitar solo] "Too easy. By 12.5's" "You're cruel, How. "94.5, 107, 118.5--" "Excuse me, Karen?" "Shit. 119.5." "That's one." "Nooooooooooooooooooooooo." "Oh all right, just do the Big Mac song then you can come." "Two all beef patties--" "Backwards. No mistakes." "Or pauses," said Maria, who was nibbling on Karen's nipples. She removed the tape over Karen's eyes. [ You really shook me and YOU! Shook me all night long, Aaaaahaaaahaaaah You... Shook me all night long, Yeah yeah you, Shook me all night long, You really got me and you, Shook me all night long, Yeah you shook me, Yeah you shook me, All night long. ] "Bun seed sesame a on." Pause. Maria twisted Karen's left nipple hard. "Bun seed sesame a on onions cheese pickles--" "Onions pickles cheese, dearest," said Maria. "I like that idea, Howard. Poor dear can't come if she has to *think*." Maria turned to me and said, "Rich, gimme your belt." I did. She cut the tape off Karen's arms and placed them so that her hands rested on the inside of her own thighs. Then, she threaded the belt through the space between Karen's elbows, under the rack. "Try to move towards your clit, Karen." Karen did and Maria tightened the belt when Karen's fingertips were just a few Angstroms away from the money. "Where did you learn to be so cruel, Ree?" asked Ellen, brushing her hand across her cousin's hair. "Cruel? You think?" Maria knelt next to Karen's right leg and started licking her in earnest. "Oh, oh, please don't stop." Maria stopped and said, "All right, Karen. When you really really want to come, I want you to say, 'Please keep teasing me, please.' Got it?" A tear rolled across Karen's cheek. Ellen brushed it away. Maria went back to work. She looked up and said, "Well, Karen do you want to come? Just say the word." "I-I--please keep teasing me, please agh you're--" Maria reached under and undid the belt. "Don't move your hands at all." Then, Maria moved around and leaned over Karen's stomach. She lifted up her black cotton skirt and said, "Rich. I'm sooo ready." So she was. I slipped in behind her and she toweled off Karen's stomach. She rocked over Karen, screaming as we both came, and pulling Karen's hand away from her clit every now and again. Then, she cupped herself between her legs and stood up over Karen's face. She moved her hand away and said, "Suck." Karen did, visibly gulping. Maria came again, grinding slick over Karen's face. "Ahhh, that was so nice," said Maria. "Please," begged Karen. "It's so unfair. Pleeeeease?" "Howard?" Howard cut the tape around Karen's ankles and brought her to the floor. He entered her slowly, halfway. "If you really concentrate," said Howard, "you can feel Karen flutter, just slightly." Ellen said, "Like the wings of a whippoorwill, as it prepares for flight." "Where the hell did you get *that*," said Maria. "Oh...around." Karen had crossed her ankles behind Howard and was trying to pull her hips up to meet him, but he held her at bay. "Nice face," said Ellen. Karen's spiky hair was matted and she looked on the verge of tears. Howard sank in fully and felt her contractions. RICHH