The Dare Ch 02 1

I see you disembark from the train; you smile and wave at me, you look so beautiful and I can't help but wonder if you did the dare, or if you chose to ignore it and slept the journey away.

You kiss me as I meet you and hand me the camera.

"Wait 'til you see the pictures." you breathe into my ear, you smell of sex.. I notice your hair is wild, and has that just fucked and made good appearance, and your breathing is a little ragged and heavy.

I take the camera from you and hit the auto play button, as we stand on the platform; a group of people pass us by, two women and two men, both men smile as they pass you. You smile back, was that a kiss you just blew one of them?

I look at the little screen and I see you did carry out the dare. The first picture I see is you looking over your shoulder to the camera, the next you have your coat open and you are rubbing your pussy through your panties; my mind is full of dirty thoughts, as I wonder if anyone saw you.

"Well, come on, we can't stand here all night." You say.

I turn the camera off and place it in my pocket, "Home?" I ask..

"I could do with a drink." You respond.

"Its twelve thirty, the only place to get a drink now, is home, or a club hun, and you aren't dressed for a club" I smile.

You look quizzically at me, and then smile back "You don't want to take your naked horny wife to a club for a drink??" You ask wickedly.

I catch the look on your face; the wantonness is plain to see,

"I dare you." You say, as you smile at me.

My mind races, 'dare I? Should I?' Could I? Knowing that beneath your coat you are almost naked, could I take you into a club in just your coat panties and sheer top?

I cant get my head clear, thoughts tumble about my mind, and I realise all this time we have been walking from the station towards the town.

I spy our car and a thought shouts out inside my head.

"Wait," I say "just wait one moment hun" I run to our car and quickly reach into the back seat. Yes its still there, the little dress you had originally worn for the adventure but that had been removed in the car for 'practical' reasons. Little did I know then that you had already decided that, tonight, the boundaries of our games were to be pushed to the very limit.

It's a very short dress, with a zipper on the front that can zip from top to bottom, or bottom to top, or anywhere in between.

I run back to you, my eagerness now unabated,

"Here," I say, handing you the dress. You look at it and smile

"You want me to wear this? It won't hide my ass, never mind the stocking tops."

I place your hand on my cock through the trousers I'm wearing; you can feel the heat and rigidness of my excitement.

"You want to go for a drink in a club, you wear this dress. I dare you" I smile, and kiss your cheek, as I deliver the words.

You turn to face me and push your tongue into my mouth. I savour the flavour of you, I can taste juice on your lips, and know you have fingered yourself, sucking your fingers after having them in your pussy, I feel my cock lurch in my pants, and hope you choose to take the dare as we play out our little game.

"Ok" you say, and take the dress. Then, with a quick look around, you dive into a shop doorway and strip off your coat. I catch my breath at the sight of you; your panties and top are gone, as you stand framed in the nightlights on the street, naked and open, as you wiggle into the tight fitting slutty little dress I have passed you.

You were right, the bottom of the dress barely hides the top of your stockings, and I feel my cock throb as you zip the upper part to extenuate your breasts, they are forced up and outward and give you a cleavage that is very deceptive. I move to you,

"I'm going to fuck you right there in the doorway." I say as I approach, you look at me, you must see the lust blazing in my eyes because you shake your head, and move back on to the pavement quickly. slipping your coat back on in one fluid movement.

" Come on" you laugh, and we head down the road to the club.

"Want a real dare?" you ask me.

"What do you mean?" I ask, and you explain that when we get to the club, I had to find a way to fuck you in there, if I failed to do this then I would have to pay a forfeit. I ask what that would be and you wink at me.

"Ahha, that's my business." you grin, of course I'm going to agree, my dick is so excited that it's threatening to break free at any moment.

We enter the club, like many of it's kind it's modern, with two floor's. One upper for lounging, the lower a normal bar type, set up with tables, chairs and of course a dance floor. The music is lively and loud, we find a table near the dance floor and I leave you to get the drinks from the bar.

I watch you as you remove your coat and make your self comfortable, the dress rides up as you sit down, clearly showing the stocking tops and slips of garter belt supporting them, you notice this too and frown, you stand again to hitch your dress down, I watch you closely as I order the drinks.

I know I'm not the only male watching you, then, with just a quick look in my direction you move away.

I lose sight of you in the crowd and curse the barman for being so slow with the order, as soon as its placed in front of me I pay, not waiting for the change.

I return to our table and spot you as you reappear through the crowd, you smile and sit down next to me, your legs are bare, you hand me something, its your garter belt and stockings.

"I looked like a whore flashing them." you say.

"They certainly got you noticed." I smile, but I accept them and slip them into my pocket; feeling the camera there ,I take it out.

"No" you say, and take the camera placing it on the table, "no, this is my dare, you can only look at the pictures when I'm either in the toilet, or dancing".

I agree and reach under the table to stroke your thigh, you open your legs to ease my hand and I cant help but let my fingers trace up and graze your pussy.

I'm shocked and turned on by how wet you feel, you push your face into my neck and nibble my jugular, knowing the effect this has on me. I lay my head back to allow you better access as you bite and nibble my neck. I slip one finger inside your heated wetness, I feel your breath as you moan into my neck..

"I want you so bad."

I place your hand on my lap, letting you feel the heat from my engorged penis, as it tries its best to escape the confines of my trousers,

"Easy boy" you breathe against me, and move away. "I'm going to dance now, you can look at the pictures, but only the first eight. Any cheating and it's forfeit time" You smile as you move gracefully away from the table, and onto the dance floor.

The music is some Latin type dance track, and you move your body to the beat, I watch you swaying and gyrating, and take the camera from the table. Eyes fixed, I watch the little screen on the back come to life, the pictures leap onto the screen, I see you feeling your soft lips through your panties, on the second picture, then on the third you have freed your breasts, and the smile on your face is so lustful.

I look up and notice two guys have moved around you and are dancing and swaying their bodies in time to your movements. You smile at me and wink, I know you have noticed them too, and are enjoying the attention. I return my gaze to the camera.

In the next picture you have one side of your panties undone, I can see one side of your sweet smooth mound. In the next picture you have changed location and you are totally naked, you are posing in just your boots and stockings, smiling at the camera. As I flick to the next picture you are touching yourself, and in the next I see two fingers buried deep in your pussy, your eyes are shut as you obviously wank yourself. From just the picture on the dead still camera, I can feel the arousal in you.

The last of the eight pictures that I am permitted to look at is of you smiling to the lens, licking your glistening fingers and sucking them deep in your mouth, cleaning off your juices.

I look up from the camera and notice that one of the guys on the dance floor has moved directly in front of you, whilst you dance you both lean forward every now and then, to exchange talk on the packed dance floor, you are smiling and flirting outrageously and I feel my pride swell up, as my cock twitches of its own accord inside my clothes.

The music breaks and you return to the table looking radiant and happy I kiss you as you sit down, and notice that your would be dance partner has only moved away a little, and his eyes are on you.

"Have fun?" I ask, as you take a deep drink of your vodka and orange.

"Mmmmmmm." You reply, "The guy over there," and you nod your head towards the man watching you, "asked if I would like to go upstairs and find a quiet spot." as your hands stroke my thigh.

"What did you say? " I ask, trying not to smile.

You giggle that horny giggle of yours, and whisper, "Maybe later," then you look at the camera and take it from my hands, "how many did you look at?" you ask, as you turn on the screen.

"Only the first eight, as the deal stated, " I respond, "but I want to see the rest." I add quickly.

You smile and kiss my cheek then with a glance at your new friend, you stand up and look towards the dance floor as the music gets into full flow

"You can look at the next twelve now." You say, and move away. The guy follows you, I watch as you face each other once again and sway your bodies to the sounds of the music.

With trembling hands, not from fear but excitement, I flick on the screen and am both shocked and turned on to notice that someone else has joined you in the pictures.

The first is of a head and tongue clearly visible, tonguing your open and aroused pussy. There are four pictures of a man's head and tongue enjoying your sweet pussy; I'm shaking, my cock is leaping in my shorts, as I look at the pictures of you with a stranger's mouth devouring your sweetness. I click to the next picture and freeze in my seat.

I look at the screen and my heart in my mouth; the screen shows you with a strangers cock buried to the balls in your mouth. On the next you are looking up and smiling to the lens, as you swallow the penis, your cheeks bulging at his rigidity.

I click to the next, and see you splayed naked, licking his balls, his hands moulding your breasts, I click forward as my mind reels at the thought you did this, I'm shocked, turned on, and shaking.

The last picture I'm allowed to look at is you lying open, splay legged and cum trickling down your tits and tummy, the thick white globules clear and wet on the digital format.

I tear my eyes from the screen and seek you out on the dance floor, I spot you immediately, you are dancing with the same guy, your hands are resting over his shoulders as you slowly bump and grind to the music.

You see me watching and start a slow turn, still holding on to your dance partner. As you turn your back, I see his hand caressing your arse through the dress, his hand is so low he can touch your naked thigh, I watch enthralled as his hands wander around your arse.

Then, as you turn sideways to me, I see his other hand, resting on your side just below your armpit, his hand is splayed and I know by the dreamy look on your face his thumb must be in contact with your breast.

Finally, the turn completed, you look over his shoulder at me, and blow a kiss as I smile, I see you remove one arm from his shoulder and slide it down his back, before resting it on his ass and pulling yourself closer to his body.

I want to leap from my seat, and join you I want to pump my engorged cock into your wet pussy, naked beneath the small dress, but I'm glued to the seat.

To move would be agony, as my excitement is throbbing in my shorts. I feel a damp spot, my cock is oozing precum, Im so excited, that one touch and I know I will explode, I sit back watching you slow dance, and drink heavily from the beer in front of me.

The music stops, an up tempo beat fills the room, you disengage from your friend and whisper something to him, he smiles and kisses your cheek before leaving you, as you join me once again.

"Well? " you ask a look of lust in your eyes "Did you see?"

I look at you and flick my eyes to my crotch, you follow my stare, and even in the dim lighting in the club, you see the damp spot on my thigh.

"Did you come?" you ask me, the excitement in your voice clear and easy to define.

"No, but I want to, you cock teasing bitch." I whisper back, my hand creeping up your thigh 'til I can feel the wet slickness between your thighs.

You smile, and reach your hand out, grasping my cock in your grip. I feel him swell, and then you rub the course material of my pants up and around the swollen head of my member.

I groan, and feel my cum spray from me, I feel ashamed. I groan again, as the second pulse forces more cum from my balls, and spilling inside my shorts I cant stop the avalanche of cum, I groan in silence, my balls emptying inside my clothing.

You slide my zip down and slip a hand through the opening, holding my naked cock in you hand, you feel the sticky wetness of my orgasm and smile; removing your hand you lick the tip of your fingers.

"Mmmmmmm, you did like the pictures then?" You breathe into my ear, as I slouch in my wet and soiled clothing.

You tongue my ear lobe and I give in to the moment, allowing you to do as you please.

"I hope this means you can still perform your dare." You say to me as you push yourself lower in your seat, and my finger slips inside your excited and wet pussy.

I become aware of a presence, and look up to see your dancing partner standing in front of the table. He has drinks in his hands, a large vodka for you, and what looks like a beer for me. I look at you quizzically, you smile and kiss my neck, whispering in my ear

"Look at the rest of the disk." Then, slipping from my grasp, you stand and take a huge gulp of the vodka he has brought over.

I want to say something, but it's too late, you take his hand in yours and move to the dance floor, pulling him close you both move to the music.

I tell my self that I should go clean up, but the camera is there in front of me and you are dancing only feet from the table, your arse wiggling provocatively. I turn the camera back on and watch the screen flicker to life, 'what next?' I wonder, as I click to next frame.

The first picture I see is you, still naked, only this time on all fours on a table, in the carriage of a train. Your arse and pussy are clear, as you present them to the camera.

The next click has you turned around, and wantonly displaying your swollen vulva to the camera, your nipples plain to see, hard and inviting, as you offer your intimate parts to the lens. I feel the familiar throb as my cock twitches once again, and fills with blood.

In the next shot you have your fingers inside yourself, and seem to be fucking yourself to orgasm. The next picture is a close up of your fingers, as they spread your lips wide, glistening with the moisture you are forming. The next is another close up, your clit is standing out proudly, your lips are inflamed and wet, and your hand is buried deep inside you.

I click to the next frame and silently gasp. It's your pussy, only there is a cock pushing itself into you. My cock has recovered and is once again making its presence felt; the wetness of my previous orgasam is cold, yet stimulating, as I look at the pictures of a naked stranger's cock, filling you.

I click the next frame, then the next, and I am treated to the sight of you being fucked, deep and solid, they show various states of entry of the intruder. Then on the next frame I see your smiling, lust filled, face as you lay on your back, mouth open wide, the cock in the picture shooting his cum over your face and hair.

I look up and see you dancing very slowly with your partner, his hand now not even attempting to be cautious as his fingers are well out of sight under your dress.

I know he has found your sex and is probing your wetness, you have your eyes closed tight, and you are pushing yourself into the obvious bulge he has in his well-tailored slacks. I watch, as I see you look him deep in the eyes, before opening your mouth and silently sucking his tongue deep within.

I watch as you dance fuck this man, this nameless stranger, who has his hands on my wife's cunt, and his tongue down your throat and I realise that I am shaking with excitement again.

I return to the camera and click onto the next frame the scene has changed again. I can't make out where you are, but I see you gazing straight up at the camera lens, with a different cock now resting on your tongue.

I know it's a different cock by the head, the previous one had a foreskin, this one is cut and defined, as I look at the frames, you swallow and suck this new man.

The next frame is you from the rear; his hand firmly embedded in your honey pot four fingers deep inside you.

I can't help myself, my hand is holding my balls in their tight confines, I feel the turgid rigidity of my excitement and slowly stroke my self through my clothing. I click to the next frame.

This shows you bent over doggy style and your pussy gaping open, wet and shiny, with just this strange cock resting against your swollen lips.

I click on, and I am rewarded with a shot of this cock, resting just below your wet, welcoming, hole with cum clearly escaping onto your thigh, where you have let this stranger fuck you until he has emptied himself inside you.

I think back to when we kissed, and smile to myself, how stupid I was to think it was just you that I tasted. The last shot I see is you, with the cock in your hand, as you tongue the eye and lick around the head of this wilting and cumstained member.

My cock is bursting, the previous orgasm forgotten; I look up, I scan the floor for you, but fail to see you.

I look around and just make out your shape as you disappear up the stairs from the dance floor, adjusting my enflamed rigidness to a position I can move in, I follow. The dance floor is crowded and it takes me some time to reach the stairs, my cock is still throbbing, yet I feel panic setting in where are you? Where did you go?

I climb the stairs and scan the upper floor, its not very full, one or two couples sitting on sofas, drinking, laughing, and necking, or watching the floor below. I move into the recesses and search for you.

I find you in the far corner, but you don't see me in the dim light. You are sitting astride the guy you were dancing with, your tongue down his throat as you weave about on his lap, I move to the side to see around the sofa and stop dead in my tracks.

Your small dress is bunched around your waist, the zip is free from the top allowing your breasts to spill out into your lovers hands, as I move more to the side I see you clearly, you are fucking him, riding up and down his greasy pole, as he grinds his cock deep inside you. I watch as you fuck.

I can hear your moans, and whimpers, as you grip his cock inside you and moan into his mouth, I unzip myself, carefully looking round to see if we can be seen, no one notices as I ply my hand around my excited and free shaft. I stroke my throbbing cock as I stand watching you from the shadows, my balls are tight and I know I wont last long,

I am going to join you, I'm going to fuck you right here, right now, but I stop as I see you push down hard and hold yourself shuddering as you cum.

Then I watch as you slowly raise yourself from him and drop to your knees, your pussy is facing me, I can see his cum oozing from your sex you bend and take his cock in your mouth, washing him clean with your tongue, your hand slips beneath you and I watch you fondle your cum covered cunt.