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Wordsmiff · 08-19-2014, 01:56 AM

Wet For You

Part 2

As soon as she got home, she went up to her bedroom and logged back onto her second-favourite website, getDare.com. She went straight into the 18+ forum to see if there were any new updates.

Yeah, there were. She scanned the list of new stories. “Sleepover at Harry’s... Dick and Fanny play Truth or Dare...?” she read out loud. “What’s that one all about?” She opened up the new story.

“Oh, God,” she said, “A solid wall of fucking text. Don’t these people know how to even space out paragraphs?” I bet they were spaced out when they typed it, she thought.

As far as she could make out, the story was about someone called Dick who’d had a game of truth or dare with someone called Fanny although the typing was so bad that she couldn’t be sure.

She closed it down and opened up ‘Sleepover at Harry’s’. Fucking hell, it’s like someone’s cat walked across their keyboard and they posted the result.

She decided against cutting and pasting “Sleepover at Harry’s” into a Word document and then spell-checking it. Anyway, she suspected that her computer wasn’t that clever.

She went back into the forum and saw that there was another update of The Dolls’ House. Thank goodness for sanity, she thought.

There was also a new update of The Field Trip, another of Wordsmiff’s masterpieces. She was amazed at how he could keep several excellent stories going at the same time and keep up the high quality that she demanded.

She guessed that he would probably be able to keep her continually satisfied in bed, too.

She opened up the new Dolls’ House chapter. She started to read. She started to get wet.

“Oh, God, Wordsmiff,” she said to herself, “Why do you do this to me? I’ve only read a few words and already I’m soaking.”

She closed The Dolls’ House down. She’d read it later when she was in bed with her favourite dildo. Instead, she went into her profile to see if Wordsmiff had accepted her friendship request. She mentally crossed her fingers.

Yes, she’d been accepted by him. She and Wordsmiff were now friends. She went into his profile and saw that...

He was online.

His current activity was...

He was viewing HER profile.

Yes! She punched the air.

What did she put in her profile? She’d registered so quickly that she couldn’t remember what she’d put down. Did she say she was interested in being a dare slave or did she just put general banter? She clicked on her ‘About Me’ link.

Oh, yeah, that’s right, she realised, she’d put ‘being a dare slave’ AND ‘general banter’.

Then she saw that she had a Private Message from... Wordsmiff!

He’d said: “Hiya, I’ve included you as my friend and, if you’re still looking, I’d love you to be my Dare Slave. Wordsmiff.”

Fucking yeah, she though, and I’d love to BE your dare slave. You can ask me to do anything. I’ll even have your children. I’d love to hear the patter of tiny Wordsmiff’s.

She sent a Private Message back to Wordsmiff: “Yes, Wordsmiff, I’d love to be your Dare Slave. You can tell me to do ANYTHING. Repeat: ANYTHING.” She sent the message and hoped Wordsmiff would read it and get what she meant.

She stripped off her uniform, took her laptop over to the bed and settled down to read the new update of The Dolls’ House.

As she read it, her fingers wandered down to her slit and she absent-mindedly rubbed it. When she realised what she was doing, she reached under her pillow for her dildo and spread her legs wide.

“Oh, yeah,” she moaned, as her fingers parted her labia and the dildo entered. She imagined the dildo was actually Wordsmiff’s cock. “Fuck me, Wordsmiff,” she muttered as the dildo slid in deeper. She put the laptop to one side and concentrated on her orgasm.

This was turning out to be her best ever day. She wondered what Wordsmiff would dare her to do first. She would do ANYTHING!

08-19-2014, 01:56 AM	#5
Wordsmiff Distinguished Member Join Date: Mar 2014 Location: Birmingham, UK Posts: 654 Blog Entries: 3	Wet For You 2 Wet For You Part 2 As soon as she got home, she went up to her bedroom and logged back onto her second-favourite website, getDare.com. She went straight into the 18+ forum to see if there were any new updates. Yeah, there were. She scanned the list of new stories. “Sleepover at Harry’s... Dick and Fanny play Truth or Dare...?” she read out loud. “What’s that one all about?” She opened up the new story. “Oh, God,” she said, “A solid wall of fucking text. Don’t these people know how to even space out paragraphs?” I bet they were spaced out when they typed it, she thought. As far as she could make out, the story was about someone called Dick who’d had a game of truth or dare with someone called Fanny although the typing was so bad that she couldn’t be sure. She closed it down and opened up ‘Sleepover at Harry’s’. Fucking hell, it’s like someone’s cat walked across their keyboard and they posted the result. She decided against cutting and pasting “Sleepover at Harry’s” into a Word document and then spell-checking it. Anyway, she suspected that her computer wasn’t that clever. She went back into the forum and saw that there was another update of The Dolls’ House. Thank goodness for sanity, she thought. There was also a new update of The Field Trip, another of Wordsmiff’s masterpieces. She was amazed at how he could keep several excellent stories going at the same time and keep up the high quality that she demanded. She guessed that he would probably be able to keep her continually satisfied in bed, too. She opened up the new Dolls’ House chapter. She started to read. She started to get wet. “Oh, God, Wordsmiff,” she said to herself, “Why do you do this to me? I’ve only read a few words and already I’m soaking.” She closed The Dolls’ House down. She’d read it later when she was in bed with her favourite dildo. Instead, she went into her profile to see if Wordsmiff had accepted her friendship request. She mentally crossed her fingers. Yes, she’d been accepted by him. She and Wordsmiff were now friends. She went into his profile and saw that... He was online. His current activity was... He was viewing HER profile. Yes! She punched the air. What did she put in her profile? She’d registered so quickly that she couldn’t remember what she’d put down. Did she say she was interested in being a dare slave or did she just put general banter? She clicked on her ‘About Me’ link. Oh, yeah, that’s right, she realised, she’d put ‘being a dare slave’ AND ‘general banter’. Then she saw that she had a Private Message from... Wordsmiff! He’d said: “Hiya, I’ve included you as my friend and, if you’re still looking, I’d love you to be my Dare Slave. Wordsmiff.” Fucking yeah, she though, and I’d love to BE your dare slave. You can ask me to do anything. I’ll even have your children. I’d love to hear the patter of tiny Wordsmiff’s. She sent a Private Message back to Wordsmiff: “Yes, Wordsmiff, I’d love to be your Dare Slave. You can tell me to do ANYTHING. Repeat: ANYTHING.” She sent the message and hoped Wordsmiff would read it and get what she meant. She stripped off her uniform, took her laptop over to the bed and settled down to read the new update of The Dolls’ House. As she read it, her fingers wandered down to her slit and she absent-mindedly rubbed it. When she realised what she was doing, she reached under her pillow for her dildo and spread her legs wide. “Oh, yeah,” she moaned, as her fingers parted her labia and the dildo entered. She imagined the dildo was actually Wordsmiff’s cock. “Fuck me, Wordsmiff,” she muttered as the dildo slid in deeper. She put the laptop to one side and concentrated on her orgasm. This was turning out to be her best ever day. She wondered what Wordsmiff would dare her to do first. She would do ANYTHING! Last edited by Wordsmiff; 08-19-2014 at 03:07 AM. Reason: missed out a full stop (period).