Garret felt his heart beating in his chest. His hands were cold on the steering wheel, in spite of the bright California sunshine, and there was a knot in his stomach. He hadn't been this nervous since sitting in the locker room before the championship match against Virginia his senior year. How did he get himself into these situations? He glanced over into the passenger's seat at the adorable blonde in the tight, pink top, grinning ear to ear. Yeah, that's how.
Garret had been dating Beth for over two years and he was very much in love. She was smart, funny, incurably upbeat, and crazy cute. She was also just plain crazy. She had an insatiable sexual appetite and a thirst for adventure that Garret found both exciting and occasionally exhausting. She could talk him into anything. And it led to situations like the one he was currently dreading.
Beth's wild streak showed itself early in their relationship. They were both students at UCLA at the time and had only been dating for a couple of weeks. He wasn't even sure how they'd started dating. He was in school on a soccer scholarship, and between that and his computer science major, he didn't have time for much of a social life. Besides, he had always been fairly shy. Half-Columbian on his father's side, he'd grown up with a bunch of male cousins who loved to tease him, especially about his looks. He'd inherited high cheekbones and fine features from far-off Native ancestors and, along with a naturally slim build, they'd taunted him for being "girly." Growing up with the nick-name "Pretty Boy" hadn't given him a lot of confidence with the opposite sex.
Not that any of that mattered with Beth. She had enough confidence for both of them. She'd sat down next to him in Calculus II, announced that she needed a study buddy, and picked him. He found her bubbly personality irresistible. Her California-girl good looks and compact gymnast's body didn't hurt either. They'd been more or less inseparable from then on. Sometimes they'd even studied.
Taking a deep breath as they turned off the highway, Garret remembered the first time Beth exerted her power over him. They were leaving the library after a study session, when Beth got a mischievous look on her face - a look Garret would soon come to realize meant trouble.
"How much do you like me?"
Garret stammered for an answer. "I . . . I like you a lot." Beth knew he got flustered easily and loved putting him on the spot.
The perky little blonde grinned. "Do you like me enough to do a dare with me?"
"Um, I guess."
She grinned wider. "Good. Then I dare you to streak with me."
"What?"
She looked at him like he was dense. "Streak. You know, run naked."
"When? Where?" He shook his head. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about taking our clothes off right now and running naked through the park."
They'd walked to the edge of the small open area that bordered the library. It was late but there were still a few people around and the campus was well lit.
"You're kidding, right?"
Beth pulled a pouty face. "You said you liked me enough to do it. You do like me, don't you?"
"Of course I do." He was confused. He hadn't said he would do it. Or had he?
Beth brightened. "Good. Now strip and race me to the far side of the park." She gave him a look from under her lashes that made him flush. "Catch me and I'll give you a prize." Without further preamble, she stripped off her top, exposing a lacy pink bra.
Garret stared goggle-eyed for a second and then looked around in panic. A few people were exiting the library, but no one seemed to have noticed them.
"Hey," Beth said, drawing his attention. She had her hands behind her back, presumably to unclasp her bra. Garret's cock leapt to attention in spite of his near panic. They had made out a few times, but this was as much of Beth's body as he'd seen so far. "Strip," she ordered, then added with a sly grin, "I dare you."
Maybe it was those magic words, maybe it was the promise of seeing Beth naked for the first time, or maybe - and this would prove to be true time and again - he just couldn't say no to his strong-willed girlfriend when her mind was made up. He found himself pulling his shirt over his head, the cool air rushing over his bare torso. By the time the cloth cleared his head and he looked back at Beth, she was holding her bra in her hand and her small, firm breasts were on full display. Her pink nipples were pebbling and the milky white globes seemed to shine like beacons reflecting the campus lights. He was goggling again.
Beth laughed. "Put your eyeballs back in your head and hurry up, before someone comes by."
Garret was jarred back to reality and looked around to see that people were in fact coming, from two directions. He looked back at Beth who was pushing her shorts and panties down with a single motion. Somehow forgetting that he didn't actually have to do what she did, Garret found himself stripping bare as well. The sensation of the night air on his exposed privates was unique and exciting. He had never been naked outside before. He didn't have time to examine the feeling, though, as he simultaneously heard someone laugh, someone else whistle, and another person give a shocked gasp.
"Catch me if you can," Beth called and took off at a dead run across the expanse of the green. Garret hopped around in panic as he tried to get his shorts and underwear over his shoes and finally sprinted after Beth, the sounds of shock and catcalls behind him.
Grassy lawn and stately trees flashed by as Garret pounded after his fleeing girlfriend, her laughter carried on the wind. It was dimmer here than on the main walkways, but there was still plenty of light to see the flashing white of Beth's bare ass and Garret started to gain on her. Air rushed over his skin and he was exhilarated by the unfamiliar sensation. He experienced a sense of freedom he hadn't expected. His whole body was buoyant, almost weightless, limbs tingling with excitement. His enjoyment was dampened, however by his fear of getting caught. His erection, which had jumped to life at the sight of Beth's bare breasts, had long since abandoned him in his anxiety. He chanced a look over his shoulder. There didn't seem to be anyone following them, though he was pretty sure several people were staring in their direction. He saw Beth dash off to the side of the path she'd been following, into a more wooded area. Garret followed her eagerly into the shadows.
Finally, Beth ducked behind a tree and out of sight. He glanced back once more and couldn't see anyone, which he hoped meant no one could see him. Then, he rounded the tree to find Beth, her back against the trunk, panting and laughing at the same time, still gloriously nude. Garret looked around. Beth had found a good spot: a concrete irrigation ditch ran along this side of the park, edged with a high chain link fence. On the far side of the ditch the long, blank wall of Student Activities Center loomed. The trees and brush were thick and it was as close to dark as one could get on the well-lit campus.
"Okay," he said, still panting, as much from excitement and fear as actual exertion, "You've had your fun. Let's get dressed before campus security catches up with us." Garret managed shake his underwear lose from his shorts and lifted a leg to put them on.
Beth stopped him with a touch on his shoulder, "Wait." The contact was electric and Garret froze. "Don't you want your prize?"
She reached behind his head and pulled him down for a kiss. She pressed her lips into his and parted them with her tongue. His erection sprang back to life with pounding urgency. Beth reached a hand down to grasp it and Garret could hear his blood rushing in his ears. He forgot about the need to get dressed, lost in the delicious sensations pulsing from his mouth and groin. Beth broke the kiss and smiled. Then she turned him, her hand never loosening its grip on his cock, until his back was to the large tree they'd hidden behind. The bark was rough on his back, but he hardly noticed as Beth crouched and ran her tongue along the length of his shaft.
Garret licked his lips in anticipation, while shooting nervous glances into the dark. He wondered if anyone had called Campus Security. But all thoughts of pursuit, or anything else for that matter, left him as he felt his cock engulfed in warm, wet bliss. He looked down to see Beth swallowing him all the way down to his base. He was stunned. He wasn't huge, but he wasn't small either and his last serious girlfriend hadn't been able to get more than half of him in her mouth. Beth stayed there for a few seconds, applying delicious pressure, before pulling off of him with an audible pop. She looked up at him and smiled, her eyes shining. The cool air was a pleasant sensation, but reminded him forcefully of their vulnerable and forbidden situation.
"Beth, maybe we should-"
His protest faded on his lips as Beth took him in her mouth again and started to work in earnest. He closed his eyes and surrendered to the pleasure, the rest of the world fading from his mind.
***
"Turn left here. Your other left!"
Garret refocused on the present and made the turn just in time. "Sorry," he said.
"You okay?" Beth asked. "You seem a little spacey."
"Sorry," he said again, "just thinking."
She patted his knee reassuringly. "Don't worry. Everyone there is really nice and you already know Samantha. They've got a great house and a huge pool, and Keiko, their cook, is really good. It'll be fun."
"I'm not worried about the pool or the food or even the company."
"Oh," said Beth with feigned innocence, "then what could you be worried about?"
