I suppose I'm not surprised at the way things turned out. It was only a matter of time before we went too far in our attempt to keep our group exciting and adventurous. "Our group." That sounds so nice, and we really are basically a good group of young women who enjoy each other's company and sometimes a little more, although only a few members of the group had any lesbian or bi experience.
The problem was, as in most groups, we got tired of doing the same things with the same people. It got to be more of a challenge all the time to keep members from slipping off the charts, so we started looking for some games that we could do every week, preferably something like an ongoing game.
That's when Rachael proposed a sort of 'blind man's bluff' game. Each week one member would be blindfolded, taken somewhere and forced to do something really silly, but never dangerous. We called it "Dare to Play" and the one selected can always decline to play but if she declined three times, she wouldn't be allowed to be a game spectator either.
The first one to try it was Bernice, who is a very reticent woman. At parties, she is the one that sits quietly, talking to people that approach her, but not venturing out into the crowd.
We took her to the zoo late in the day, after most people had headed for the exit, stripped her naked and took pictures of her in extremely obscene poses in front of several of the exhibits. We got out of there just before the security guards showed up. She was still naked when we got back to the house and we took turns having our pictures taken with her, still blindfolded, with our hands all over her and a tongue or two. Darcy even had her picture taken with her fingers in Bernice's ass.
I thought sure we'd gone too far, but once she settled down, she was smiling as she looked at all the pictures. That was when we decided to design our own blindfold.
What we wanted was more than just a blindfold. We wanted it to conceal the woman's identity so when pictures were taken, no one but the members would know who it was since the hair and eye color were hidden as was the shape of the face.
Clarice said she'd sew it so we designed one that looked a lot like a Batman mask, but with a padded area over the ears to prevent the wearer from identifying where she was or what was going on.
When Clarice stripped and tried it on, we were very pleased. We took pictures of her from all angles and in all positions, even doing things to herself she'd never done before. Of course, it was inevitable that the subject of videos would come up and we all agreed that as long as the identity was protected, videos were all right but if they were sold, especially on the internet, the money would be shared by everyone equally.
After Bernice's adventure turned out so well, we decided to change the name of the game to "Dare to be Bare" and whatever we did, the one chosen had to do it nude.
When it was Jeanette's turn, we put her in the back of Diane's pickup on an air mattress, naked and spread open with her hands and feet tied to the corners of the bed. We put a thin sheet over her but whenever a truck came by, we flipped it off of her to show the driver that she was naked. We even did it with a couple of SUV's once we knew it wasn't some little old ladies or a family or something. When that got boring, Kacey got down and started eating her whenever one of our targets came by.
I was wishing we'd brought a big dildo along and that's when we started putting together a collection of toys, bungee cords, restraint devices, and stuff like that.
So now you know how it got started and why, and the type of things we were doing.
When my turn came, I knew they would come up with something really wild because of the things I'd suggested we do to them. I was gagged and blindfolded and led to a car, where the whole gang piled in. I couldn't hear them, of course, but I knew they were laughing their heads off by the way their bodies shook against me. It was the gag that bothered me the most because what were they going to do to me that might cause me to cry out or scream?
Wherever we were when the got me out of the car, was in an open area because I could smell fresh cut grass and a faint scent of chorine They led me across an open field for a long way and I knew they were taking pictures and videos the whole time. Eventually, we stopped, and I felt someone moving in front of me just before I was stripped naked and put on my knees with my hands bound behind my back
My knees were spread wide and a pole or something was placed behind my knees. My legs were then secured to the pole to keep my legs spread. For several seconds, or maybe a minute or so, nothing happened. Then my head was pushed down and forward and I could smell the fragrance of another woman's sex. My face was pushed into her and I was directed to eat her.
I've never had sex with another woman but of course, I knew what pleased me when a man went down on me so that's what I went with. I licked, sucked, kissed, nibbled, and tongue fucked whoever it was, knowing only that she tasted good. I could also tell she was gagged and restrained by the loud groans and gurgling sounds as I touched her in the right place and did the right thing.
I knew the instant she came by the rigidity of her body under me and the gush of fluid that surrounded my tongue.
Since I wasn't told to stop, I didn't until a dildo or something was placed in my mouth before being guided into her. Bobbing my head up and down, I brought her to a strenuous orgasm that had her shuddering against me.
I was told to straighten, which I did, and I sensed that she was being moved. I felt her being moved between my legs and then I was guided over her warm body into a sixty-nine position. I felt her tongue on my slit and shivered at the touch. Now I was eating her from the top and she was eating me at the same time. Whoever the woman was, she knew what I wanted and what I so desperately needed. It took me a few seconds to discover how I could reach everywhere and once I was positioned correctly, I licked all the way to her anus, probing into her there with short, stabbing strokes. As we approached our orgasms, we both became very animated, and when they hit we drove into each other with all the strength we could muster.
We remained in that position until I felt someone lift me to my feet. Still naked, I was led across the field again. They stopped leading me and a few seconds later, I was placed in the car again and driven away. t
A short time later, I was taken out of the car and abandoned in an open place. Stumbling around, in what I thought were ever-widening circles, I found a structure of some kind, which I placed my head against and started working the blindfold over my eyes. I couldn't get it off due to the tie that went around my neck and under my chin, but I could raise the front enough to see. I wasn't exactly sure where I was, but I didn't see anyone nearby although I always felt as though the girls were nearby and watching. As I sat on the grass, I rubbed my wrists against the course bricks of the building to break the ties that bound them together. When they came free, I spent a few seconds rubbing my wrists to restore full circulation. I worked the blindfold over my head and removed the gag after fumbling for the clasp in back of my head. Crawling on hands and knees to some nearby shrubs, I searched for concealment until I could figure out where I was and how I was going to get home or to someone's house.
Hearing the bright giggles of the other girls, I worked my way to an opening in the row of shrubs, seeing them huddled at a table, which I knew to be in Clarice's back yard. I stood and worked my way down the line of shrubs until I could be sure we were alone. At least I thought we were until I stepped out from behind the shrubs and saw her mother lying on a chaise not ten feet from where I stood.
Now what the hell was I going to do? I was naked, I had no clothes to put on, I was probably grass stained and messy too. I knew the girls were watching me even though they were trying hard to conceal that from me.
I think I might have surprised them when I disappeared back behind the shrubs again. I remembered that on the opposite side of the house, was a bin where they kept some beach towels and blankets. Running like hell around the house, I reached in and snatched two towels and a blanket which I wrapped around me. I suppose I could have just walked around and stepped into the yard, but now that I was covered, I simply walked casually to my house, four blocks away. Oh, I got attention, to be sure, but I was legal and I wasn't naked any more.
Once I got home, I got the spare key and let myself into the house where I showered and changed before returning to where the girls waited with the pictures.
They were laughing hysterically as I walked over to them. Darcy handed me some pictures and I relived the embarrassment of exposure, especially when I recognized the field we crossed as the football field where had taken pictures as I walked across in front of the grandstand where I could see figures staring at us.
The next photo series showed me with the other woman. They were quite graphic and highly detailed. There was very little of my body that hadn't been photographed including close-ups. One shot revealed that we had still been in the stadium, but under the goal posts. At one point, Clarice held her hands up to indicate a touchdown. She said that she did that when we had our orgasms
We finally broke up and everyone headed for home. Jeanette said she had the videos but she would make copies and have them at the next meeting.
I headed for home, wondering how many people had witnessed my shameful actions and who the people in the grandstands were.
I was headed for my room when I heard a sound from Mom's room, I slipped down the hall and peered in, She was lying on her bed, facing away from me, with just the sheet over her. Her hair was still damp from a recent shower and she seemed to be talking to herself.
"Mom?" I said. "Are you all right?"
"Oh my god, you frightened me, honey," she said.
"Are you all right?" I asked again.
"I think so," she said.
