I am posting this story in chunks. The first chunk is Chapters 1-5 out of a total of 31 chapters. It is quite long and I hope this method works for those who wish to read it. I will be posting successive chapters every few days. This is the fourth and final fiction story in the saga of Joy and Emily, whom I featured in the first three stories: Peasant Actresses, Peasant Actresses 2, & Peasant Actresses 3. I wrote these stories over 20 years ago. They have been available on
www.chickfight.com for a long time, as well as on the hostboard Titfighting and Sexfighting site. I hope there will be at least a few readers here who find it enjoyable.
The story is complete fiction.
DARE PARTY - Chapter 1
(by HGHunt)
Chapter 1 - July and August after the Fireworks
A month went by after Joy left Emily's home that hot July day without the desired victory. Her 72-hour marathon battle with Emily had begrudgingly ended with Emily the winning sex-fighter.
Joy's comments as she parted ways with Emily hinted that she
still believed she was better had echoed through her brain
during the time that her parents were preparing to move to
Minnesota. She DID think she was better than Emily and the
parting had left her with a two-fold empty feeling inside.
She desperately wished there would be another opportunity to
challenge Emily and to defeat her definitively with her sexual
powers and stamina. New, compared to before the Fireworks party
though, was the other emotion: lust, pure lust. The intimacies
the two girls had shared were now wound deep into her psyche and
the bond that developed was full of warmth. Joy struggled with
the two sides of that sword. On the one hand she hated herself
for desiring Emily so much when what she really wanted was to
dominate her completely in sexual conquest. But on the other
side of that sharp sword was the burning ache in her gut that
told her she just wanted to be with Emily, to be with her all
the time. It was a burning that didn't go away after a day, a
week, and now a month. She had lain awake at night, unable to
sleep, as images of Emily intruded into her head. They were
marvelous images: her face, her hair, her feet, alone and in
clinches with herself. Joy struggled, not knowing how to handle
the conflicting sides of her own desires. The vicious hate
associated with trying out for play parts was gone, but she
still felt the yearning inside to use her body in sexual
conquest of Emily.
Her parents had set a moving date after the home in St. Paul was
purchased. They would be moving in the third week of August, in
time for her mother to become settled in at the University and
for her to get enrolled in school. From what she had learned
about the place it seemed like a really good place to live, but
since it was her senior year she worried about making new
friends. But what worried her most was the fact that she
wouldn't be near Emily. Their paths had crossed only once since
July 7 and that was accidental and brief. Joy quit going to the
weight room at school, but she still ran regularly to keep in
shape. She was actually quite proud of her newfound fitness,
separate from its impact in dealing with Emily.
Her desire to perform on stage remained. She hoped to find
success in Minnesota with singing and acting, but the fire that
burned inside that burned the brightest was the fire of lust for
Emily. Rarely did a day go by without her fingers finding their
way into her moist cavern and churning away until she gave
herself an orgasm courtesy of her fantasies or recollections
involving Emily. How could she quench the desire? She wondered
if Emily had kept the two-rose website up. She wondered about
email. What about a phone call? Did she dare to contact Emily?
What would she say? Would Emily look down on her if she seemed
too eager to rekindle the sexual fires? Finally Joy sat down at
her keyboard late one Saturday evening. She stared at the screen
for along while before she began to type.
To: Emily
Re: Are you up for another round? Or More?
Message: Hey, sexy bitch. The Independence Day party was great
(except for the ending
. I was just wondering if there was a
way for us to keep our furnaces stoked during our senior years.
I have an idea for maintaining a "hot" battle even when we're
apart. Interested? If so, give me a reply.
She signed it "Joy, the Sexy One!"
She looked over her short message, deciding that lots of words
shouldn't be needed to entice Emily into a response. Not sure if
all the words were correct she took a deep breath and hit the
"Send" button.
Her email was on its way and there was no pulling it back. She
wondered how long it would be before she got a reply. She was
certain that Emily couldn't resist the temptation to resume some
sort of sexy rivalry with her.
When she didn't get a response after 24 hours she wondered if
she had made the right move. Her gut ached with the realization
that her desires might not ever be fulfilled. It was another 24
hours before she got her response. She had been unaware of
Emily's vacation.
DARE PARTY - Chapter 2
(by HGHunt)
Chapter 2 - Recognition
Emily glowed with a vibrancy that was noticed by many of her
friends and acquaintances over the next few weeks after the
Fourth of July. People commented to her about her good looks and
vivacious spirit. It was reminiscent of the Viagra commercials
in tone. Emily accepted the compliments graciously, knowing full
well that the real reason for her powerful aura could never be
revealed. She took a vacation with her parents during the last
week of July and just into August and even though she had fun,
it wasn't as fulfilling as time spent with her family in earlier
years. Now that she was about to be a senior, the ties to her
parents weren't as strong as before.
Intruding into her brain was the overpowering desire for further
sexual conquest and particularly conquest of Joy. The rush she
felt upon her victory over Joy had only fueled a greater desire
to repeat the thrilling actions. She often found herself looking
at other girls as potential conquests and her confident
personality let her enjoy several fantasies: Alicia - one of her
high school friends who was also graduating next year, Angelica
- an older (23 year old) waitress at the restaurant where she
worked, and Monica - the 30-year-old fitness freak from the
private gym she had joined for just one month, and Joy, Joy,
Joy, Joy. How sweet it would be to bend the others to her will.
Her gorgeous pussy received many a workout from her frenzied
fingers at the thought of all the delicious confrontations and
conquests she fantasized about.
So it was with great excitement that she discovered the email
from Joy that late evening after her return from vacation. She
noted that the message was over two days old and hoped that Joy
would still be "in the mood" for revenge, not that she doubted
it for an instant.
After unpacking her clothes she sat in front of the computer and
mulled over her reply.
To: Joy
Re: Another Round? Really?
Message:
You say you have an idea for keeping our furnaces stoked? I'd be
happy to listen to your suggestions. But I am surprised you feel
like humbling yourself any more.
Sorry for the delay in responding. I've been away for a week
with my family and I just got back tonight. Call me. I'll be
glad to hear your voice.
Emily
Emily clicked the "Send" button, and because it was already late
she went to bed, once again having pleasant dreams of lusty
dominance over Joy.
The next morning Joy hesitantly checked her messages and a great
flood of relief rolled through her when she found a message from
Emily. "Yes!" she practically burst with emotion as she read the
response. Emily's haughty remark didn't bother her in the least.
Her excitement bubbled over and she immediately picked up the
phone (it was only 8:00 in the morning) and dialed Emily.
"Hello."
Joy hadn't prepared any words ahead of time and her voice
wavered with her excitement. "This is Joy. How was your vacation?"
"Forget the bullshit. You didn't call me to talk about my
vacation. You want my body don't you bitch?"
"I want to teach it a lesson. You bet I do!"
"So what was your idea? Your email mentioned a "hot" battle that
we could maintain even when apart. How?"
"Messenger. We can use Messenger service from our computers to
take each other on virtually. I think it will be quite exciting
to type our thoughts and battles online and share our mutual
sexy interest in each other that way."
"Well, Joy, I think that might be a fun way to keep warm on some
of those long winter nights. I'll bet my words can make you come
first every time."
"Oh, Emily, your arrogance sure is nice to hear. I'm glad you
haven't changed. But I'll bet that it will be you who comes more
than me before the nights are over."
"Well, girl, I do think you've got a deal. When do you move to
Minnesota anyway?"
"Two weeks. The movers will be here on the weekend to load up
and they will head out on Monday while we don't leave until
Tuesday. Then we'll unpack everything and I'll be in Bloomington."
"Well, as much as the "virtual" battles could be really fun,
don't you think the real thing would be better? You don't leave
till after two more weekends, right? I hope you aren't thinking
we should waste the next two weeks without a little more
competition. Were you?"
"Oh no! I do have a suggestion and then I was hoping maybe you
would have one of your own. You always seem to come up with a
few good ideas."
"Ok. What did your devious mind conjure up?"
"Now don't take this wrong. I love nothing better than pitting
my sexy body against yours in private. But my imagination
sometimes leads me down more adventurous paths. We have dared
each other in many ways during our get-togethers and now I think
a little daring with a few more "close" friends would be a very
stimulating experience."
Emily interrupted, "Oooohhh. I've been dreaming the same thing.
There is this other waitress where I work with a pretty hot
body. I'd love to make her beg for mercy while I fuck the shit
out of her."
"Yeah, you get the drift. Is there any way we could pull that
off? We could invite some girls to a "DARE" party. By explaining
just a little bit with a few choice hints at the party's theme
I'm sure a few of our friends might be daring enough to join us.
After we get them there we can lead them ever so gently down the
path of more daring challenges."
Emily smiled at the thought Joy was conjuring up from the other
end of the phone line. "Delicious. Can we get together tonight
after work and make firmer plans? I work until 7:00. Are you
available after that?"
"Yes. Sure. Do you want me to come over to your house?"
"Yeah. I'll be home by 7:30 for sure, so why don't you come over
around 8:00 and we can strategize."
"Love it. See you then." Joy smooched a kiss over the phone and
heard a like response from the other end.
Emily and Joy had now entered the anticipation stage. This time
they were in it together. What could their two devious minds
conjure up?
DARE PARTY - Chapter 3
(by HGHunt)
Chapter 3 - The Invitation
"Girls Only," the note read. Over the next two days eleven girls
each received a nice but simple note with an RSVP for either Joy
or Emily to be notified of the girls' potential interest.
Reading further they saw the following: A "DARE" party. We DARE
you to come. We DARE you to be your sexiest. We DARE you to be
discreet about the festivities. We DARE you to let us know of
your further interest. We commit to having a good time and to
giving further information and dares upon acceptance of this
invitation. Both Joy and Emily signed the invitation. All the
girls had been sought out and had the invitation hand delivered
by one of the two. The place and time were given so the girls
could make plans.
By Thursday they had received all RSVPs. They hadn't expected
all of their sexy friends to accept. Some they thought might be
too shy. Some might have had other commitments that forbade them
from attending. They were happy to get positive responses from 5
of the 11 girls. As the phone calls came in Joy and Emily added
further instructions and another brief DARE list.
The party would be held at Emily's house on Saturday. Emily's
parents, unknowingly, were being very cooperative as they had
another engagement out of town for the weekend. They wouldn't be
home until Sunday morning. Arrival time was set for 1:00 P.M.
sharp. The invitees were to bring a daring snack, a bold and
daring sexy attitude, and two daring outfits. One outfit was to
be the most daring outfit they would wear to the mall, and the
other the most daring for the beach. Prizes and consequences
would be in order for the best and worst in the judgment of the
attendees.
Joy and Emily met again late Thursday evening to go over the
list and make further plans. They were having great fun
together, enjoying each other's company as they collaborated
over the possibilities. Knowing which girls were coming gave
them ideas that they tailored specifically to their perception
of the daring (or not) qualities they perceived in each girl.
With the five girls accepting (Alicia, Racine, Carmen, Lori, and
Maria), plus themselves, they would total seven. All but Maria
had attended Emily's birthday party back in May and they
displayed various levels of delight at the thought of attending
the party on Saturday. As Joy and Emily discussed the
possibilities, the odd number of girls bothered them a little.
They wished for an even number and that was when Emily
remembered Angelica. She was the hot-bodied waitress she worked
with, the one she had fantasized over many a time. After
discussing it with Joy, it was agreed that Emily would make
small talk mention of her party to Angelica the next day at
work. If Angelica seemed interested, Emily would invite her
over. Angelica was five or six years older than all of the
others, but Emily felt she would fit right in. Besides, she
assured Joy, her body was incredible, she had a to-die-for
shape, a saucy attitude, and a fiery temper. If she came that
would bring the group to eight.
The girls ironed out the rest of the details and Joy left late
for home, but not after a stirring kiss passed between them,
both giving nice tongue, but restraining themselves from the
temptation to go further. A genuine friendly smile from Emily
sent Joy on her way home.
When the phone rang at Joy's house she raced to pick it up. It
was half an hour past Emily's shift at the restaurant and Joy
was dying to know about Angelica. Breathlessly whispering into
the phone, Emily said, "She'll come!"
"Great. How did you do it? What did she say?"
"It was easy. Just a few words about the party, an interesting
glance, a quick invite, and a very quick YES! She seemed quite
excited; in fact she looked at me and licked her lips about ten
times during the next shift. I can't wait to lick HER lips."
"Oooohh you devil! There better be some of that tongue action
left for me."
"Don't worry, you know I've got lots of energy. You'll get
yours, don't you worry about that sweety!"
DARE PARTY - Chapter 4
(by HGHunt)
Chapter 4 - RSVP
Alicia, a bouncy girl of five feet six inches wondered about the
party and its implications. As a friend of Emily since
elementary school she thought she knew Emily as well as anyone.
Her "straight" smart girl image didn't seem to be reflected in
the theme of the upcoming party. Alicia certainly had noticed
the subtle differences in Emily's demeanor over the past few
weeks, but she hadn't really mulled over the implications until
the invitation. Now she perceived an even more ebullient
radiance from Emily. What could be the cause, she wondered.
Could it be some secret liaison? Was it just her turning 18 last
May? Whatever it was, it sure seemed to make her happy. Even
though Emily was never a sour or pouty person, the special glow
made her even more attractive than before.
Alicia absorbed the invitation and her impressions of Emily,
combined with the somewhat surprising dual-hostess situation, to
conclude there must be a connection. The possibilities were
intriguing. She hoped to delve more into the situation Saturday.
She would be ready with her dares. It would be FUN.
Racine, Lori, Carmen, and Maria were a little bit dubious of the
invitation at first, but after thinking for a while, they each
reached similar conclusions. Why not? Each was a fine sexy
specimen of a young lady. Maria was the most shy of the bunch
and her acceptance probably the most surprising to Joy and
Emily. Her soft dark eyes, framed by long black hair and super
long dark eyelashes were definitely a pretty sight. Racine,
Lori, and Carmen were a little more daring in their clothing and
behavior and so it wasn't much of a shock when they expressed
their desire to come. Racine was the only other blonde among the
high school students coming. Lori sported short light-brown hair
that bleached out towards blonde in the summer sun. Carmen was
Irish with reddish hair and a fiery spirit to match. While never
one to seek confrontation, she could work up her ire in an
instant when perturbed.
Each one of them, after some further explanation from Joy or
Emily, had vowed to herself that she would not be "out-dared" by
the others. Maybe it was the flowering of their womanhood. Maybe
it was the remembrance of Joy's very daring bikini last May.
Maybe it was the need to venture "outside" the boundaries that
they knew their parents would accept. In any case these five
girls who accepted the invitation were ready to have a fun sexy
time with their friends.
Angelica was the wild card here. While she was older than the
others, she hadn't really "grown up." She still hung out with
younger friends, attended high school events and even dated boys
still younger than 20. Her friendly waitress smile and large
bouncy boobs made certain that she received plenty of attention
from men, boys, and girls. She considered herself bisexual,
after having a relationship with another girl when she was still
in high school, she had flings, affairs, and one-night stands
with just as many women as men over the past three years. Emily
had never been aware of this, but her boldness was rewarded upon
mentioning the party to Angelica. In fact, Angelica, hearing the
scenario, felt as though she was just about to go to heaven. The
thought of seven other delectable young ladies all together at
once had her loins stirring just seconds after Emily's
pronouncement of the invitation. Those looks she threw Emily's
way were sincere evidence of her horny intentions.
Saturday came and eight young ladies awoke to the expectant
trembling of anticipation for the unknown and dangerous. Each
wondered if they were capable of accepting the dares bound to
come her way. Each tingled with excitement at the thought of
putting herself on parade for the viewing pleasure of the
others. None of them knew where it all would lead, but all were
anxious to find out.
DARE PARTY - Chapter 5
(by HGHunt)
Chapter 5 - Arrival
Joy showed up at Emily's door early, around eleven. Her parents
were gone and Emily rushed to greet Joy. Both were casually
dressed in ordinary shorts, shoes, and pullover t-shirt tops. As
Joy heard Emily walking hurriedly toward the door she shouted,
"I dare you to open this door!" The party hadn't officially
begun and the challenges had begun.
As the door opened wide Emily tossed out her own challenge. "I
dare you to step inside and kiss your hostess."
Joy couldn't hide the grin as she practically jumped through the
doorway and wrapped her arms around Emily. Emily reciprocated as
Joy thrust her head forward to meet Emily's waiting mouth. The
lustful kiss soon found them wriggling their bodies in heated
exchange. Emily felt her face flush red and her heart start to
pound. Not wanting to risk getting caught in such a blatantly
lesbian embrace if another girl should arrive (not yet anyway),
she pulled away and suggested that they hold off on fulfilling
what was obviously a mutual desire they shared.
"Sure, we can wait. If we play our cards just right, we might
just have an audience the next time we kiss." Joy wryly smiled
as she pulled slowly away from Emily's soft embrace.
"Oh, yeah! It might be a few hours away, but it will be worth
the wait, especially if the other girls care to dare as much as
we hope."
Inside the girls busied themselves with last minute
preparations. There wasn't much to do. A few "props" were
brought out of hiding and placed strategically (but hidden) out
in the back yard near the pool. A salad was prepared. The girls
didn't want to have a heavy meal, but they did want to make sure
that no one went hungry. Coolers were filled with ice to keep
the liquid refreshments cold. They were done with their
preparation before 12:30. They conversed about the other girls,
trying to gauge which of them might be the most daring, and if
in fact one or more of them might even turn out to be more
daring than them. Both girls sensed that they were the two who
would set the standard, but until you hear the other dares, and
see what others might be willing to do, it's only conjecture
they agreed.
Emily tried to get Joy to tell her or show her what her outfits
would be for the fashion show, but with no luck. "Surprises are
what this is all about, don't you think? I'll wait to see what
you picked out, you can wait to see what I'm going to model."
They sat and talked for only a few minutes when they heard the
first car pull up. It was Lori. The hostesses ventured out to
the car to meet her, not willing to wait inside for Lori to come
to the door. She grabbed her bag and greeted Joy and Emily. Her
lithe, graceful 5' 6" body exited her car and headed towards the
girls. They were striding towards her purposefully and she met
them a few feet from her car. Both girls gave her a quick peck
on the cheek and told her how happy they were she had come.
Questions flew quickly. "Did you bring something daring to eat?
To wear?"
"Yes, of course. Your instructions were perfectly clear. I can
hardly wait to see what you have in your daring wardrobe." Lori
was speaking to both girls as the next car pulled up. Inside
were both Maria and Racine. Emily took Lori inside while Joy
remained outside to greet the next two guests. A similar round
of greetings and questions followed. Before long Alicia,
Angelica, and Carmen had arrived. None were even a minute late.
Emily did a few quick introductions since Angelica didn't know
every one of the others. A few items in boxes were stored in the
kitchen. The girls had all remembered to bring something "hot"
to eat. Heading out the back door, Joy and Emily brought the
salad and told the girls to serve themselves. "Just leave some
room for the "daring" food that may be on your palate before too
long."
The octet of young ladies ate their light lunch, surrounded by
casual conversation, most of which was innocuous and not focused
on the nervous tension hidden beneath the outer veneer of calm.
As they finished, Joy got up and addressed the ladies, who were
seated now in a near circular layout of comfortable reclining
deck chairs. Each girl had brought a bag with her and sly grins
now crept onto their faces like a fresh breeze blowing in off
the ocean. Who would go first they wondered? What would be the
game? More questions than answers filled all their heads.
"As you know ladies, we thought we might have some fun and
entertainment today. Emily had graciously agreed to host our
party and we should give her a round of applause in appreciation
right now before we begin." The girls cheered and clapped for a
moment, as Emily blushed a bit. Going on Joy added, "We had a
discussion a while ago about who was more daring between
ourselves and some of our friends. You have all agreed to help
us answer those questions. We all know that we have complete
privacy here and that nobody can force any one of us to do
anything we don't want to do. If anyone ever reaches the point
that they feel too uncomfortable with the dares that transpire,
she is free to leave. But I presume that by your attendance that
that won't be likely too soon. All of us have limits. Surely we
will find out today just where some of those limits really are.
Any questions?"
After just a few seconds of silence, Alicia ventured a question.
"When do I get to model my outfit?"
Emily answered, "Very soon, dear, very soon. Just to add a bit
to what Joy mentioned we would actually like to begin with our
first entertainment now. You were all asked to bring the most
daring outfit you would be willing to wear to a mall. We'd like
to make this a little contest. We will each get a chance to go
change and then model for the rest of us. We will all have
little slips of paper where we can write a score. We'll use
numbers from one to ten, with ten representing the most daring.
When it comes time for the dares a little later the girl with
the highest overall score will get to start the dares. Any
further questions?"
"Yes! Can I go first?" It was Maria. It was somewhat surprising
for the seemingly shyest girl in the group to want to go first,
but maybe that was just her way of trying to get rid of the
butterflies as soon as possible.
"Well, we'll try to be fair. We have a deck of cards here and
the order will be from high card to low. We can each draw a card
and if there are any ties, then the ties will be broken by a
second draw. Isn't that fair enough?" Joy looked around and
didn't see any further questions, so she offered the deck to the
girls one at a time. They all showed their cards at once and
noted the results. Only one tie occurred and it was broken quite
quickly. All the girls were anxious to start, albeit with a bit
of nervousness. The order had been determined thus: Racine,
Emily, Angelica, Maria, Joy, Lori, Alicia, and Carmen. Maria
hadn't gotten her wish of going first, but she accepted the
fairness of the draw. The 7 girls chatted while Racine went to
change. Their talk was of course about Racine, trying to guess
what she might display. It took only 4 or 5 minutes and Racine
came out.
She pranced out onto the pool deck to the applause of the other
girls. She was wearing a "Daisy May" style of very short cutoff
jeans, frayed at the bottom, tightly gripping her feminine shape
and cinched tight at the low waist by a leather belt. Her
midriff was bare and she had a yellow and blue plaid shirt tied
between her breasts with no buttons in use. The neck swept wide
across her shoulders, showing lots of bare skin across her upper
chest. Her blonde hair was allowed to hang low and loose. Her
feet were adorned though in a definitely "NOT Daisy May" pair of
high heel shoes. They were bright yellow to match the yellow of
her casual top. She was definitely very sexy, and enjoyed the
stares from the other girls. She relished the complete attention
of the hen party. She walked with a haughty wiggle and made sure
to let each of the others get a good look at her wares. Her
tanned legs were bare and smooth, the extra height from the 5"
heels making her look much taller than her rather short 5' 3"
actual height.
The girls had been given a paper with which to write their
score. The final scores wouldn't be turned in until after the
entire party had finished. After Racine had her chance to
display herself, the other girls took their turns. They were all
having fun ogling each other, occasionally making a little jest
or two at each other's expense, but it was all in fun and they
were having a great time.
Emily had paraded around in a very short white mini dress,
pantyhose, high heels, white sheer see-through blouse that made
very visible her also-sheer white bra. Her massive tits
stretched the thin fabric of the blouse, her endowments achingly
obvious and gorgeous, even inside two layers of fabric. The all
white outfit offset her darker tan. While usually a quite pale
girl, this summer had seen her spend an inordinate amount of
time in the sun and she had developed a quite dark hue. The
other girls gave her undivided attention, their eyes capturing
every stunning detail of her sexy outfit.
Angelica had followed in an outfit of incredible tightness. She
wore brilliant red shorts that looked sprayed on. They cut into
her crotch tightly and followed the curvy contours of her ass
deeply into her crack. She walked with an exaggerated sway to
her hips, eyes drawn into her groin where they could see the
distinct outline of her pussy lips through the stretchy fabric.
Above she wore a red tube top that also hugged her tits tightly,
but constraining them at the same time. While not as
full-breasted as Emily she certainly had enough up top to draw
attention. She wore ordinary jogging shoes on her feet, but the
"workout" outfit was certainly a great attraction.
Maria went next and the "shy one" gave a hint that she might not
turn out to be as shy as everyone might have predicted. She came
out in a dress that looked sort of like the one that J-Lo had
worn on the red carpet the year before. It probably didn't cost
multi-thousands of dollars like Jennifer's designer gown, but it
sure as hell made Maria look great. In fact, with the obvious
similarities between Maria's dress and J-Lo's, the other girls
made an instant comparison and noted, for the first time, how
much Maria actually looked like J-Lo. Her ass had that perfect
full, round shape that slid deliciously under the clingy dress.
The brilliant green was low (no - make that no) cut in the back.
It barely covered the crack of her ass. While the front was two
long narrowing strips of fabric that left the entire inner half
of her breasts bare to the breezes and the sun. The inner edge
of those strips were achingly close to letting her nipples show
as they stretched up to her shoulders and slipped around her
neck. The dress hung to the floor, but a single long slit up the
left side allowed her the freedom to walk and to show off her
stunning legs. Maria was a full 5' 7", nearly as tall as Emily
and Joy. Her green high heels accentuated the elegance of the
outfit. Wow! While probably not something she would ever REALLY
wear to the mall, it was a dress that made a definite statement:
Maria was serious about her sexiness. The girls all made
comments of appreciation and discussed the striking similarity
to Jennifer Lopez. All the comments made Maria proud.
Joy was next. Her appearance generated a bit of a buzz as soon
as she came out of the house. Her outfit was (coincidental or
not) practically identical to the one that Emily was wearing.
The only real difference was the color. Instead of white she was
thoroughly soft pink. The heels, hose, skirt, and blouse were
otherwise practically carbon copies of what Emily had shown off
just a couple of girls earlier. A few comments were made among
the girls as they admired the huge breasts bulging outward as
though trying to split the fabric of bra and blouse apart. Her
long legs, more toned than ever before, strode powerfully around
the deck. She strutted and stretched for all to admire. She
especially made a point to give Emily some "extra" teasing.
Emily, for all the cooperation and shared spirit, she had been
sharing with Joy in the planning of the party, found herself
envious and jealous of the attention Joy was receiving. She
wondered if Joy's outfit was just like hers on purpose (although
she didn't know how Joy could have known what she would be
wearing) or just remarkable coincidence. Either way, it bothered
her. As Joy finished her display, and the girls made remarks
comparing the two of them, it sparked that anger within her that
she was so familiar with. "How dare she try to out-do me!" she
thought to herself as Joy sat down and Lori headed to the house
to change. She glanced over at Joy to see a bit of a smirk on
her face. Joy, without the others seeing the quick move, blew a
kiss across the space between them. Emily felt her face flush
and a hot flash surge through her body. "Damn that bitch! Now I
REALLY have a reason to get back at that bitch again," Emily
fumed inside, even as her heart raced a bit.
Soon it was Lori who dashed outside. Lori's small (A-cup) tits
could never draw the same stares as some of the other girls, but
she had a very shapely ass, a trim waist, slender legs and a
very pretty face. Her wardrobe choice was a good one to
accentuate her assets and to be very daring. She chose a
one-piece dress in a pale blue color. Its most visible feature
though was how invisible it really was. It was of the utmost
sheerness, allowing almost totally transparent visibility
through to what was hidden underneath. The dress itself extended
down to below her knees ala - peasant girl length, but no one
really noticed the length. They stared right through to see her
thong underwear. The white thong was very tiny, barely covering
her pubic mound in front and the string descending in back to
disappear between her lovely ass cheeks. If she was facing away
it was practically impossible to tell that she even had anything
at all on underneath. Her glorious spherical cheeks bulged out
against the fabric, making the fabric disappear to one's sight.
And then there was above the waist. She wore no bra. The same
sheer fabric did almost nothing to conceal her tits. Being small
they certainly didn't need any support, so there was no need for
a bra for that reason. Her dark areolas pressed against the
fabric and were totally visible from even 25 feet away. What she
lacked in tit size, she had made up for in daring visibility. It
almost seemed as if she was naked. She had come out a bit
embarrassed, but by the time the compliments on her looks had
bounced around she was smiling and enjoying the kudos from the
other very sexy girls. She almost didn't want to sit down, but
eventually she found her seat as Alicia anxiously got up to go
change.
Six of the eight girls were now in "costume" so to speak as they
lounged around waiting for Alicia. The girls chatted, amiably
most of the time, catty on occasion. Each girl had felt the
simmering heat caused by the undertone of competitiveness in the
air, not to mention the effects of the muggy August afternoon.
The scorecards were filling up with some numbers. The glances
back and forth generated a tinge of tension to the proceedings.
Obviously they were sizing each other up, each hoping that her
provocative outfit would be considered the best. Whatever
thoughts they had about relative scoring, however, they kept
them to themselves. No one wanted to tip her hand.
Alicia had made a decision after seeing Racine regarding an
alteration to her own outfit. It seems that she had chosen denim
cutoffs also, but considering the scanty, tight shorts that
Racine had worn, she didn't want to be considered "just as good"
as Racine. She wanted to make sure that she could be more
daring. So it was that while in the bathroom she found a pair of
scissors and managed a quick alteration.
Her arrival outside brought the usual stares and comments, a
mixture of catty and complimentary. She was certainly a showoff
in her recently altered attire. She wore sandals on her feet,
showcasing the pretty platinum toenails. She bounced around the
deck, literally. Her large C-cup breasts blasted forward and
jiggled enticingly as she walked. They were encased inside a
tube top that bore the results of some strategically placed
cuts. The shears had been used to place numerous slits in the
stretchy fabric. With the tight weave of the fabric, only a
small cut had been necessary to open up a considerable
elliptical hole. Placed three to a boob, they nestled up close
to her nipples, dangerously close! Several square inches of tit
flesh could be seen through the gaps and since the tube top
wasn't any extra large to begin with a very significant show of
cleavage glowed out for all to admire.
Her shorts, sans underwear were well ventilated also. Besides
their tight, tiny, dimensions, she had managed to slit and fray
several calculated holes. She had narrowed the crotch to where
it was now only about an inch wide. But as she walked the fabric
naturally found a way to nestle up into her girl-gash. For all
practical purposes she had given herself a wedgie. A close-up
look would have revealed the soft brown fuzzies curling around
and beside her narrow strip of denim. Just 3 inches higher,
another tiny hole gave perfect proof that she wasn't wearing
even the tiniest of thongs. Another shock of her wispy light
brown patch was clearly visible. Other alterations gave
significant views of bare skin all around her delicate ass. Some
of the girls held their breath in response to the daring outfit.
Whether or not she would really wear it to a mall or not wasn't
the point. She had certainly dared to show her friends a
dazzling amount of "private" skin.
This show prompted a particularly resentful response in Racine.
Of course all the girls were jealous of any of the others they
thought might have nudged past them in the "daring" game. But
like Emily and Joy, the similarities of Racine and Alicia's
outfits generated an extra degree of competitive instinct within
Racine. She even went so far as to claim out loud that Alicia
had just altered the clothes to unfair advantage. Alicia laughed
of course, hardly commenting on what Racine had said, but
inwardly taking pleasure in the type of response she had
achieved. The other girls laughed also, which didn't do much for
Racine. She began a slow simmer inside, nasty thoughts of Alicia
overpowering her.
Now it was time for Carmen, the last girl by draw of the cards.
The sexy redhead jauntily exited the yard, swinging her ass
provocatively as she entered the house. She didn't take long to
change and her swift arrival surprised the girls who were
continuing their banter. Carmen's 5'5" body, B-cup tits and sexy
green eyes were ready for the show. When she first appeared,
from a distance, the other girls thought she was dressed quite
conservatively. Her skirt was bouncy and pleated down to her
knees. Her blouse was wrapped around her top, hiding all her
curves. Her sexy white shoes looked nice but didn't make a
"daring" impression. But as she approached them they could see
the somewhat transparent nature of her skirt. It wasn't as sheer
as Lori's but when the light was just right it allowed for
plenty of see-through ogling. It was dark blue, but with the
bright sun, the outline of her shapely legs and the shadow of
her white thong panties were plainly visible.
But as she flounced around the pool deck, showing off her
outfit, she went a little further. It was more her attitude and
her actions than the outfit itself that was daring. She made a
point of approaching each girl and giving each one a peep or
two. Her wraparound blouse had a small Velcro flap that allowed
her to pull the front of her top away, allowing a clear shot at
her steaming breasts. Her light pink areola, topped by a
delicious looking nub of a nipple on each breast was flashed for
just an instant for every girl's benefit. If one hadn't been
watching so intently it might have gone unnoticed. After a
whirlwind of tit flashing, she made a second loop. This time her
dancing body caused her dress to spin and swirl. The breeze
caught it and lifted it gently upwards. With a little helping
hand (literally) she moved in close to Alicia and with a quick
twirl she swung the skirt up and out of the way. Alicia caught a
quick glimpse of Carmen's bare ass. Only the thin line of her
thong interrupted a fine view of her butt. Yes! Moving around
the irregular circle of girls she gave each girl a show of
something more hidden beneath her skirt. She tried to charm them
a little with some sexy words, talking to them as though they
were complete strangers. "Hey there big guy (faking the gender
of the listener), I bet you've never seen anything as sexy as
this." Then she would flaunt her dress quickly up and away,
giving the viewer a clear, but quick look at her thong covered
crotch. She finished with Angelica, the one among them who
actually was a stranger to her.
Angelica was sitting relaxed and enjoying the show, her legs
crossed in front of her. The left leg and her pretty foot were
bouncing a bit as Carmen approached. Seeing an opportunity to
make a firm impression on Angel(ica), she found a nice way to
use Angel's foot as a prop. Swinging her skirt up and out of the
way, she straddled Angel's leg and lowered her torso until her
crotch rested on Angel's foot (Angel had kicked off her shoes
earlier). Simulating sex by riding her foot for a few seconds
and making fake orgasmic noises gave all the other girls a big
laugh, all except for Angel that is. Angel didn't really
appreciate the way that Carmen used her for her own performance
and enjoyment, even if it was just a simulation. Obviously it
wasn't a real orgasm, but the fact that she had so brazenly
chosen to use her, a stranger, to get a rise out of the other
girls didn't set too well with Angelica. Now, let it be known
that Angel liked other girls' pussies, and she had used her foot
more than once to probe the pleasure coves of some of her
lesbian partners, but this was different. She tried to smile but
it wasn't very genuine. She stared at Carmen and the grin looked
fake. She recognized the return glance as one of haughty
superiority. "Damn that bitch!" thought Angel. "How dare she
think she can use me that way?" When Carmen licked her lips and
tossed her head back with a big laugh, it was all Angel could do
not to kick her in the cxnt.
Carmen caught the barely hidden anger in Angel's face. "Good!"
she thought. "I don't like that old bitch much anyway. I bet I
can piss her off some more before this afternoon is over." It is
sometimes hard to tell what kernel grew to cause the dislike
between these two, but it certainly happened. Maybe it was
genetic. Maybe they were preprogrammed to dislike each other.
Whatever it was they both felt it. It was quite real. Angel
didn't like Carmen and Carmen couldn't stand Angel. The fact
that there was 6 years age difference didn't matter. The only
thing that mattered was their mutual dislike.
As Carmen finally pulled away and waltzed back to her own lounge
chair, Emily rose to discuss the next stage. The girls would
need to finish their vote recording and then they would have to
be tallied. With a few instructions the girls wrote their final
opinions on the little slips of paper provided, one number for
each other girl, and dropped them into a small bowl. After all
were collected Joy and Emily asked Lori to help and the three of
them tallied the results.
All the girls were expectantly waiting. They quieted down when
it was apparent that the tally was complete. Emily had their
rapt attention. "Well, it seems that we all succeeded to a great
degree. Since a perfect score would have been a 70, scores up
close to that are very good. I hate to admit it, but I had the
lowest score of all." She blushed a bit, but it was more for
show. Emily wasn't really trying to "win" this contest. Her
motivation for the afternoon was only beginning. "But, not by
much. I had a score of 48. Working up from there we have the
following scores: Racine = 50, Joy = 50, Maria = 53, Carmen =
54, Angelica = 55, Lori = 58, and finally the highest score went
to Alicia and her much-modified cutoffs with a score of 60."
Each girl clapped for the winner, but several found some reason
to be dissatisfied with the outcome. Of course all were here for
a good time, but the perfume of competition was wafting through
the air and each mulled over their feelings as Emily went into a
short little dissertation.
Racine was disappointed to have scored so low, but she certainly
could see why some of the other girls ended up with higher
scores in a relative sense. The thing that incensed her was the
fact that Alicia had won the whole damn event. After all, her
outfit was practically identical to her own, except for the last
minute alterations she had performed. She felt cheated because
she had the misfortune to be selected first, and that Alicia was
given an unfair advantage as a result. "Fuck the arrogant
bitch," she thought. "I hope I get a chance to give her a dare.
I'll get her good."
Joy was happy that she came out on top of Emily and wasn't
worried about her relative placement compared to the others. She
and Emily were of course in their own personal competition, but
apart from that, she was focused on the upcoming events, as was
Emily.
Maria wasn't feeling as much bitterness as the others, in fact,
she was happy to not have been in last place. Her shyness had
been something she had dealt with for a long time, and she felt
like she had just cleared a major hurdle. Ranking 5th out of 8
wasn't exactly stunning, but it seemed respectable to her.
Carmen was pissed! She had ended up one point behind Angel! The
stares they had shared and the dislike she felt for her made it
hard to stomach. She was angered that the other girls hadn't
given more weight to her actions. They had all laughed at
Carmen's expense hadn't they, after all? When she glanced at
Angel and saw the haughty "I beat you" look, she fumed even
more. She hardly heard the words that Emily was speaking.
Angel for her part relished the fact that she had nudged out a
slightly higher score than the uppity Carmen. She had no problem
with Alicia winning the whole thing, since she herself voted her
a "10."
Lori and Alicia just glowed with pride at their high standing.
Emily let them know that Alicia would indeed be the first to
dare another girl, but there were a couple of additional
consequences of the outcome from the modeling to consider. As
the afternoon wore on, Alicia would be given two "passes" that
could be used to extend a dare that had been given her to any
other girl of her choosing. If she chose therefore she could
defer up to two times. Lori, because she was in second place
would be given one such pass for her use. She could pass on any
dare that came her way just once, as long as it wasn't passed up
to Alicia. She could only use it to pass down the score chain.
That gave the 1st round winners some power and flexibility that
the others didn't have. Joy then added that the other two
pre-planned events would be the same. The top scoring girl would
get 1st dare along with two "passes", and the second place girl
would get 1 pass, as long as it was to a girl who scored lower
than herself in that event. In case of ties, additional passes
would be given.
Emily now gave an outline of the rest of the agenda: next would
be a single round of dares for while they were dressed in their
"mall outfits." After that would come the daring food share with
points awarded just as for the modeling. A second round of dares
would follow and that would be followed by the beachwear
modeling contest. From that point on the dares would commence in
earnest with an unscripted flow. All the girls understood and
were anxious to begin.
