Message-ID: <17165eli$9811130530@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: sexykaren@hotmail.com (Karen Johnson) Subject: Karen in trouble - Task 4 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <364b338a.17996905@news.sprynet.com> As always, this is not intended for under-age people, or for those who may be offended by frank, sexual situations; it is intended for adults interested in sexual situations only. If you don't fall into that category - go do your homework or leave this to those of us who can appreciate this kind of thing! You all heard about my adventure with Natalie when we were both captured by a gang of youths (Karen and Natalie Captured). It had started as an idea of mine for some exhibitionistic fun with bondage thrown in, with Natalie hiding to make sure nothing went wrong. Well, it got out of control; Natalie was caught and we were at the mercy of these boys, who forced us to do things we would not have normally done. They also photographed us doing these things and found where my car was hidden, so they were able to find my name and address from the registration in the glove box. My name is Karen. I am 26 years old, 5' 10" tall with blonde hair. I measure 35, 23, 34 and keep myself in good shape by exercising regularly. I have a good job in the city in PR and so I was afraid of my face being recognized by any of my colleagues in connection with this little idiosyncrasy of mine. We had only just arrived home and cleaned ourselves up when I got the phone call. It was from one of the leaders of the gang - a guy about 22. He informed me that they had 12 good, clear photographs of Natalie and me in action that they would release to our workplaces if we did not comply with their plan. This plan was simple. We had to complete a series of tasks; one for each photograph, which we were to devise, each being more daring than the last. For the first task, we were permitted to suggest something which, if it was not considered daring enough, we could go back and re-think without any implications. After the first, any task we suggested that was not challenging enough would have to complete two further tasks. Each task had to be carried out by one or both of us (our choice) and involve exhibiting ourselves for the first six and then for the last six, were to involve bondage also. They all had to involve a sexual situation, which could be just masturbation, if a willing participant could not be found during the playing out of the task. We found this out after the phone call. We were told to drive to the old mine later that week, which served as their gang headquarters and at which the first escapade occurred. We did this and were met by two of the younger boys who told us to strip and then blindfolded us. We were led, naked through the woods to a clearing where the whole gang was gathered. There were about a hundred youths ranging from about 12 years old to probably 22 or so. When the blindfolds were removed, we stood naked before these boys and men. The leader outlined his plans and asked if we agreed to them. We both agreed that as long as they did not reveal us to our friends or people we work with, we would comply. I had already done the first task involving getting wet in a flimsy dress and thereby virtually transparent (Karen in trouble - Task 1). I followed this up with a more daring scenario in the city during a rainstorm (Karen in trouble - Task 2). After that, I visited an adult theater on the other side of town (Karen in trouble - Task 3). Natalie and I decided to take a break and head down to Florida for some sun, sand and surf. We flew down to Fort Lauderdale and checked into a beachside hotel - not too expensive, but good enough to keep the bugs away. We rented a mustang convertible; a hot, red one and I just knew we were going to have fun with it. The weather was great and we hit the beach during the days. I was having fun with my briefest white string bikini, from which I had removed the lining. As we sat in the sun, the heat and humidity made us sweat real fast and my top was pretty well transparent. As the beads of sweat ran down to my bottoms, they were starting to get wet and it too was getting see-through. Natalie kept telling me I was asking for trouble but I really didn't think so. You should have seen the crowd of guys who seemed to like our patch of beach. Their eyes were glued to my body and I just made like I hadn't noticed my little show. I just yawned as though I was drowsy and stretched out on the lounger. As I did, I opened my legs more and I felt this stretch the material tighter across my pussy lips. I was wearing dark sunglasses so I could peep out without being too obvious and several of the guys were staring intently at my crotch. I figured what the hell, and I reached down and slipped my hand under the material as if to scratch an itch (I usually have one there). I was not too careful about rearranging the crotch of my briefs afterwards, leaving; I hoped a small gap at the side, for one pussy lip to be visible. The guys were falling over themselves to get a better view. Anyway, a few days of this and I was getting hot for some action; so was Natalie. We had spent our evenings visiting the bars and down there, they sometimes get quite raunchy. We had seen a couple of wet T-shirt contests and frankly, the girls, although pretty, had no imagination and put on really lame dance routines. Friday night is the big wet T-shirt night, so I talked Natalie into entering with me as a twosome. After all, she had gotten off pretty light, given that, as I reminded her, it was her clumsiness in getting caught that got us into the mess with the pictures. She finally agreed to what I had in mind and we made a call to the gang to tell them when and where. We spent the days working on our tans and getting hornier by the day. Finally Friday arrived. We had selected one of the larger bars and had struck up a friendship with the owner. We had entered our names along with some vague ideas as to what we might do. He had told us that if things ever start getting out of hand, he prearranges for a signal to be given to call a halt and if that signal is not given, he simply locks the doors and posts a "Private Party" notice in order to stay on the right side of the law. When we arrived, the place was really starting to fill. I would guess it could hold about 200 people. The first round had us with about 25 girls. Each would have her T-shirt wetted down and walk down a catwalk and back. I didn't think we would have a problem getting through to the next round, so we both just wore regular bikini bottoms and a cotton T, as did most of the other contestants. The audience seemed to like us and so we were on to the next round, having shown less than I'd been showing on the beach every day! Nine other girls made it through with us and the odds were getting tighter. Natalie and I both changed into sheer nylon panties and thin, tighter tops for the next round. This time, when our tops were wetted, they became much more transparent and so did the bottoms. The audience went crazy when we turned to face them, our tits and pussies both so clearly visible, so we got through to the finals. By now, my pussy was really getting wet and Natalie looked flushed from the excitement. There were now four other girls. The final round called for another soaking then a short dance. The winner would then be picked by noise of the applause. We elected to go on last. Each of the other girls were getting more serious now, but did little more than lift their tops during the dance routine. As we started dancing, Natalie pulled my top right off and so I feigned alarm, but pulled hers off too. Now we were both topless. As though she was annoyed at my actions, Natalie pulled me to the floor of the stage and pulled my panties off. She then spread my legs so that my pussy was opened for all to see. I managed to break her hold on me and ripped her panties off; then I bent her back so her ass was in the air and I pushed two fingers into her pussy. The crowd, thinking this was a real catfight was screaming all kinds of things at us to encourage us to keep going. Natalie managed to flip me over onto my back and forced my arm up my back. Now she had me at her mercy. She slid me to the edge of the stage and shouted for me to open my legs. With more pressure on my arm, I did so, making it look like this was under duress. She called for a couple of good-looking guys in the front row to move closer. They needed no encouragement. She told them what to do: one was to hold my legs open and the other was to pull my pussy lips apart. They did this and my pussy was opened wide for everyone to see. The guy spreading my pussy didn't even wait to be invited; he just pushed his face into it and started licking my clitoris, which felt like it was fully hard. It felt so good. As soon as the crowd saw this, guys were all over the stage. The owner caught my eye for me to give him the signal but I shook my head to allow it to continue. He moved off to lock the doors. Natalie was flipped off me and onto her back beside me. At once, someone started licking her pussy as others were rubbing her tits and squeezing the nipples. I had a whole gang of guys around me, hands squeezing my tits and teasing the nipples to get even harder. Several fingers were being poked up my pussy and one even up my ass. I called out for a cock to go in my mouth and in no time, I had a cock in my mouth and one in each hand. I sucked and jerked the cocks as best I could but all that licking of my clit had me headed over the edge. Just then, a cock was slid up my pussy. It was perfect timing. With the pent-up energy of the last few days, I yelled at the top of my lungs as I came, just in time to get a face full of cum from one of the cocks in my hands. A couple of the other contestants, who had been standing at the side of the stage watching decided to join in and I vaguely noticed their clothes being ripped off by guys on stage. By then it was everyone for themselves. I kept feeling cum splattering on me, but there was always a different cock in my pussy to keep me cumming. By the time I was flipped over and sat onto a stiff cock, I was hardly aware of the cock pushing against my asshole, but when it slid in and pumped in rhythm to the one in my pussy, I was almost out of it. Natalie was moaning beside me so I looked to see if she was getting the same thing. I noticed guys trying to get their tongues around her clit, because Natalie has the biggest clit I've ever seen. It's almost like a small cock. Guys were sucking on it while others were fucking her. At one point I remember a guy scooping a handful of cum off my tits and pouring it in my mouth. Since I love the taste of it, I drank it down greedily. This fuck-fest must have gone on for an hour before it slowed. We were a mess. There was cum everywhere; I was lying in pools of it and it was all over me by the time the owner called a halt, but I never felt better. I looked over at Natalie and she was in a worse state than I was. I've never seen so much cum! I shouted for the remaining guys to watch as I laid back on stage with my legs spread and I lifted my ass off the stage. I could feel my pussy lips were wide open and I pushed the cum out of me. It ran out in two long streams, almost like pissing; one out of my pussy and one out of my ass. The guys cheered and applauded. The owner grabbed the mike and asked the crowd who should win and the roar of "Karen and Natalie" was deafening. He then asked them if he should bring us back the next night and again a resounding "Yes" left no doubt. He said he would try to convince us, but for now it was all over. Since the club was on the beach, we asked the owner if we could wash off in the ocean and he told us to go ahead. We just walked out and onto the beach naked and ran to the water. People were walking around but they were all young and no police (we had checked). We finished up and ran back through the small crowd that had gathered, getting groped along the way to the club, went in, dried off and dressed. On the way out we promised the owner we would return and let him have some fun, but that's another story. When we reached the hotel, there was a photograph in an envelope pushed under the door. Photo number 4 was in our possession. This is my fourth "task" completed. I now must do two more exhibitionist tasks and then the fun really starts because I need to do six more with bondage added to the exhibitionism and they are going to need to be pretty daring. If anyone has any ideas for a scenario, please drop me an e-mail to sexykaren@hotmail.com. I can't promise a response, but I'll try. In any event, please don't ask for a photo - that's how I got in this mess in the first place. Love to you all - Karen -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----