[Fiction] The Field Trip

[Wordsmiff]

I am aware that people don’t seem over-keen on my other stories http://www.getdare.com/bbs/showthread.php?t=178624 The Dolls House, so, in addition to writing that, I have started a slightly faster-paced story, which will involve a favourite component of GD stories, the sex scenes.

Let me know what you think.

The first part may be a bit slow because it’s essential to introduce the characters and the situation before jumping into the sex. The second part will be much more exciting.



THE FIELD TRIP


Part 1.

They arrived at the youth hostel in the Lake District at about five o’clock in the afternoon and all the pupils were allocated dormitories. Each dorm accommodated six pupils. The girls were assigned to the East Wing and the boys to the West Wing of the building.

Sarah, Megan, Katie and Emma, from class 10B ended up sharing dorm 3 with Bethany and Sophie from class 10A. They each chose a bed to call their own for the duration of their week’s stay in the Lakes and then set about unpacking their luggage.

Despite it being during the summer break, it was not a holiday; the school had arranged it as a Geography field trip and four teachers had gone along with them. The Geography tutor, Mr. Carson, had obviously gone but there was also Miss Farrell, the PE instructor, Mr. Williams, the Biology teacher and Mrs Powell, the History tutor. They obviously wanted the pupils to take as much away from this field trip as possible, so each teacher was allocated a set amount of time with the pupils to teach their own particular subject. The pupils were also allowed a certain amount of free time each day to unwind.

Two of the teachers, Mr Williams and Mrs Powell, had followed the coach in their own cars, so there were three vehicles on site should an emergency occur. In any case, Miss Farrell was a fully qualified first aider.

The girls in Dorm E3 sat on their beds, after the evening meal, and found themselves with some spare time to kill before bedtime.

“What shall we do?” Sarah asked.

“I’ve got some CDs we could listen to,” Megan suggested.

“Not that dross you call music,” Katie said.

“I know,” Sarah said. “How about a game of truth or dare?”

“Truth or dare?” Emma said, “We’re not kids, we’re fourteen.”

“Fifteen,” Katie said. She was a few months older than the others.

“Anyway,” Emma continued, “Truth or dare is a kids game.”

“Not the way I play it,” Sarah said, slyly.

The other girls immediately became attentive.

“Oh, yeah?” Megan said.

“Hey, Beth, Sophie, do you two want to play?” Emma called over to Bethany who, as yet, hadn’t been involved in the conversation.

Bethany and Sophie were sitting on their beds. Bethany was reading a book. They were both in the top stream and were the most academic members of the group. They generally kept themselves to themselves.

Bethany took off her glasses and rubbed the freckled bridge of her nose. She put her book down and looked over at the others. “Play what?”

“Haven’t you been listening?” Emma said.

“Been reading,” Bethany explained.

“We’re going to play Sarah’s adult version of truth or dare,” Katie said. “Do you want to play?”

“Not sure,” Bethany said. She turned her attention to her friend. “Sophie, you playing?”

“Don’t know,” Sophie said.

“If you don’t,” Sarah said, “you’ll have to leave the dorm because we can’t have spectators.”

“So, do you want to play?” Katie asked again.

“Suppose,” Bethany said, sitting up on her bed.

“Okay,” Sophie agreed, “What do we do?”

Sarah quickly ran through the rules of her game. She explained each possible outcome and its consequences.

There were a few FAQs from a couple of the girls, such as: ‘What happens if we don’t want to do a dare?’ or ‘Can we ask the same person who asked us?’ and Sarah gave the FGA’s (Frequently Given Answers) of ‘You have to do a forfeit chosen by the other players’ and ‘No’.

Sarah then asked everyone if they were still in.

Everyone said ‘Yes’ and the game began...


To Be Continued...

[Wordsmiff]

Part 2

Sarah wrote the names of all the girls on pieces of paper and folded them up. She shook them up in her hand and then dropped them on her bed.

“Okay,” she said, “Alphabetical order. Bethany, pick one out. Whoever you pick, you have to ask truth or dare. If you’re lucky enough to pick your own name, we pass to the next person but you cannot be chosen in the next round.”

Bethany fiddled with the folded bits of paper for a few moments and then picked one. She opened it up. “Sophie.”

“Do your worst, then,” Sophie said, bravely.

“Truth or dare?” Bethany said.

“Truth, of course,” Sophie said.

“Hmm,” Bethany thought. “What colour panties are you wearing?”

“Easy,” Sophie said, “Pink.”

“Prove it,” Bethany said.

“What?” Sophie was dumbfounded.

“Well, how do we know you’re telling the truth?” Bethany said.

“Good point,” Megan said. “Jeans down, Soph.”

Sophie shook her head in disbelief. She unbuttoned her jeans and opened them up just enough to reveal her panties, which were... blue. “Shit,” she said, “I put the wrong ones on. Sorry, guys, I meant to wear pink. They must be in my suitcase still. You don’t...”

“Stop rabbiting, Soph, you have to do a forfeit chosen by Bethany.” Sarah looked at Bethany. “What do you want her to do, Beth?”

“Er,” Bethany hadn’t thought this far ahead. “How about making her take off those BLUE panties in front of us all.”

“The mouse roars,” Katie giggled. “Nice one, Beth.”

“Go on then, Soph,” Megan said, “Take your panties off.”

“But I’ll have to...”

“Take your jeans off first, that’s right.”

Sophie sighed and slipped off her shoes. She unzipped her jeans and lowered them to her thighs. She sat on her bed and peeled the jeans down, taking them off, one leg at a time. She dropped them on the bed and stood up again. “Can I turn round and do it?”

Sarah shook her head. “Oh, no. Beth said to do it in front of us.”

Sophie sighed again. “Can I put my jeans back on after?”

“Yeah,” Beth said, “The forfeit was just your panties off.”

Sophie hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly peeled them down to her thighs, revealing a neatly trimmed golden pussy that almost, but not quite, matched her blonde hair.

She sat down again and lowered her panties to her ankles. She kicked them off and then grabbed her jeans to put them back on.

“Wow,” Sarah said, “Watch you don’t catch a hair when you zip up.”

Bethany folded up the paper with Sophie’s name on it and put it back with the rest. She shuffled them round.

As soon as Sophie had her jeans back on, Sarah said: “Okay, Emma next.”

Emma picked out a name. “Bethany,” she said.

Bethany looked despondent.

“What goes around, comes around,” Sarah said.

“Okay,” Emma said, “Bethany, truth or dare?”

“Truth, please,” she said.

“Have you ever seen a naked boy?” Emma said.

Bethany shook her head frantically. “No,” she said, “Not a real one. I’ve seen, you know, pictures.”

“I believe her,” Emma said. She folded up Bethany’s name and put it back with the others.

Katie was next to choose. She chose... “Well, well, Bethany again. How unlucky is that?”

“I can’t go again,” Bethany pleaded.

“Nothing in the rules about it,” Katie said. “Bethany, truth or dare? You can’t choose two truths in a row though, that’s in the rules.”

“Dare then,” Bethany said really quietly.

“I dare you to strip off completely for the rest of the night.”

“I can’t,” Bethany said. “No way, sorry.”

“Don’t apologise,” Katie said. She took out her mobile and tapped out a text. As soon as she’d finished her text, she looked at Bethany. “I’ve just done a text to Liam Barker. He’s in one of the boys’ dorms. I’m going to send this text asking him to come into our dorm. Your forfeit is to ask him, when he gets here, ask him if you can feel his cock. If he says yes, you have to have a good feel of it. And I mean a good feel.”

Bethany looked shocked. “Do I have to?”

“If you fail to do the forfeit, we will forcibly strip you naked and drag you into the boys dorm.”

Bethany sat down on her bed. “But, I...” She stared at the floor for a few moments. “Okay, I’ll do it.”

Katie pressed ‘send’ and waved the text on its way.


To be continued...

[Wordsmiff]

Part 3.

The boys in Dorm 5 were all nerds. They had managed to wangle a dorm of their own so that they could get some serious studying done.

Liam Barker was sitting on his bed writing an account of the youth hostel experience on an A4 pad when his phone beeped. He put his pad and pen down and found his phone.

“I thought you couldn’t get a signal round here,” James Milton said, from across the dorm.

Liam looked at the text. “I suppose it depends on the weather conditions,” he said. “look, I have to go to one of the girls’ dorms,” he said, getting off his bed. “Katie Bennett says it’s important.”

He walked the short distance to the girls’ wing and knocked on the door of Dorm 3.

“Enter,” came Katie’s voice.

Liam went in. “What’s up?” he asked Katie.

“Bethany has something to ask you,” Katie said cryptically.

Liam looked at Bethany, questioningly.

“Can we do it privately?” Bethany asked Katie.

Katie nodded.

Bethany turned to Liam. “Can you come outside into the hall?” she said.

Liam and Bethany went outside.

“The bathroom,” Bethany said.

She took Liam to the communal bathroom and closed the door behind them. “Okay, it’s like this,” she said. “Katie has dared me to ask you if I can feel your... you know,”

Liam nodded.

“Can you please tell her that I did it?” Bethany pleaded. “I’ll make it up to you.”

Liam could see the fear in Bethany’s voice. “Of course,” he said. “You’ve just done it. Now, let’s go back, I’ve got work to do.”

Thanks,” Bethany said. She gave Liam a peck on the cheek.

Liam and Bethany went back to the dorm. “All done,” Bethany said, “I had a...” she glanced at Liam and smiled, “good feel.”

“Can I go now,” Liam said.

Katie nodded. She waited till Liam had gone, then turned to Bethany. “Well done, Beth. How was your first one?”

“Okay,” Bethany said, “Not bad.”

“Okay,” Sarah said. “Megan, you’re next to choose someone.”

Megan chose a name.

Bethany smiled. She’d got away with it. She owed Liam big time.



To be continued...

[Wordsmiff]

Sorry about the anticlimax but I've changed my ways.

[Igglybabe]

This is interesting, keep it up

[Wordsmiff]

Part 4.

“What did she want?” James Milton asked, when Liam got back to the boys dorm.

“Nothing really,” Liam said, sitting down on his bed, “It was just a silly game they were playing.”

“What sort of game?” Paul Parker asked.

“Don’t know,” Liam said, getting back to his writing. “Some sort of dare game.”

Nigel Baxter took off his glasses. “You mean truth or dare?”

“May have been.” Liam put his pad back down on the bed. “Look, it was just that Bethany Turner was dared to touch my... you know, willy.”

Nigel raised his eyebrows. “Did she?”

“No,” Liam said, “She asked me to pretend that she did it and I said okay.”

“So, you turned down having Beth Turner touch your willy? You idiot.”

“She was scared,” Liam explained, “I didn’t want to make her do something she didn’t want to do.”

“You know, she owes you?” Paul said.

Liam shrugged. “So?”

“You could tell her that you’ll tell the other girls that she didn’t do it,” Paul said, “The way truth or dare works is that if someone doesn’t do a dare, they have to do a forfeit and the forfeit is a lot, lot worse than the dare.”

“So?” Liam repeated.

“So,” Paul continued, “If Beth doesn’t want to do a really bad forfeit, I bet she’ll do anything to stop the others finding out.”

“Anything?” James Milton chipped in.

“Anything,” Paul said. “You know you’ve got her over a barrel, so to speak.”

“Yeah,” James laughed, “I reckon you could even have her over a barrel, know what I mean?”

“What are you saying?” Liam said.

“You’re an intelligent bloke,” James said, “Text her. Tell her you’ll inform the others what happened if she doesn’t...” he paused, looking for the right words, “do what you want.”

“I promised her,” Liam said.

“Screw promise,” Paul said. “If you don’t do it, we will.”

Liam sighed. “But...”


To be continued...

[Wordsmiff]

I started this thread with the following statement:

Quote:
I am aware that people don’t seem over-keen on my other stories, The Dolls House, so, in addition to writing that, I have started a slightly faster-paced story, which will involve a favourite component of GD stories, the sex scenes.

However, since I wrote that, the Dolls House has become an instant success, so I am concentrating on that one for the time being. I will continue this story as I've said before, if there's enough interest.

Thanks for reading!

[molten man]

The start of this interesting as well.. You are a great story writer..

P.S. A fan of Dolls House..

[Wordsmiff]

Part 5

The pupils set off in the coach immediately after breakfast the next morning.

Paul Parker and James Milton spotted Bethany Turner sitting on her own at the back and went to sit beside her.

"Hiya," Paul said. "Fancy a game of truth or dare?"

"Suppose," Beth replied, not sounding sure.

"Okay," James said, "Beth, truth or dare?"

"Truth," Beth replied.

"On a scale of one to ten," James said, "How scared are you that the others will find out you didn't complete your dare with Liam? One being not scared at all and ten being completely shit scared."

Beth thought for a moment and then replied. "Ten."

"Thought so, James said. "Then you'd better do what we say."

To be continued...

[Sexsex]

Please continue. It's so good

[Wordsmiff]

The last part was just to ease you back into the story. Here's a nice big chunky chapter...

Part 6

The pupils had been told to wear suitable outdoor clothing because, although the weather was bright and warm, it was liable to change at any minute up in the English Lake District.

Bethany wore trousers, boots and a t- shirt but she, and the others, had a waterproof jacket and trousers packed in her rucksack just in case.

“What do you mean?” she asked James.

“Because we’re kind,” James said, “We’re going to let you have another go. Truth or dare?”

“But... I...”

“No need to thank us,” Paul giggled. “What’s it to be?”

“I’m not playing,” Beth decided.

“Okay,” James said. He looked down the coach. “Paul, go and fetch Katie up here. I have something to tell her.”

“No,” Beth pleaded, “Please don’t.”

“What’s it to be then?” James said, “Truth or dare?”

“Except you can’t choose dare twice,” Paul added.

Beth sighed. “Dare,” she whispered hoarsely.

“Sorry,” Paul said, holding his cupped hand to his ear, “I couldn’t hear you.”

Beth cleared her throat. “Dare,” she said louder, but still relatively quietly.

“Brave little thing aren’t you?” James said. “Okay.” He unzipped his trousers. “I dare you to put your hand inside my trousers and take out my cock. You then have to get it fully hard as quickly as possible and make me come. Before we get to wherever we’re going.”

“I... I... can’t...” Beth couldn’t get her words out.

“Paul, be a dear and call Katie over.”

“No,” Beth said, urgently. “Okay, I will.”

“Good.” James parted his legs slightly.

Beth looked down the coach. Everyone else was busy talking or watching the scenery. She and James were covered by the seats in front of them and by Paul.

Beth put her hand inside James’ trousers and quickly withdrew it. “You’re not wearing underpants,” she observed.

“Too hot for them,” James said. “Come on, get going.”

Beth put her hand back into his trousers and he felt her palm enclose his shaft.

“Take it out,” Paul said, “And rub it for him.”

Beth pulled out James’ cock, which was already hard and she started to move her hand purposefully up and down the shaft.

“That’s it,” James said, with a smile on his face, “Make me come.”

Beth started to move her hand faster up and down, forcing the skin up and down with it. She stared at the large purple knob as she worked the shaft.

James gave out a groan and his cock twitched in Bethany’s hand. Then, without further warning, his seed shot out. Some of it hit the back of the seat in front but most of it landed on Beth’s hand.

“Have you got a tissue,” Beth said, releasing James’ cock.

“Eat it,” James said, “Lick it all off your hand and eat it.”

“Yeah,” Paul said, “It’s all good protein.”

Beth put her hand to her mouth and gingerly licked the sticky white fluid.

James and Paul watched her until she’d cleaned her hand.

“Okay,” Paul said, “Your turn to ask one of us.”

Beth looked from James to Paul and then back to James. “Er... James,” she said, “Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” James said.

“Have you got a girlfriend?” Beth asked him.

Paul laughed. “James? A girlfriend?”

“No,” James said. “That’s the first time a girl’s ever seen or touched my cock.”

“No shit,” Paul laughed.

“My turn now,” James said. “Beth, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” she said.

“Are you a virgin?” James asked.

“Yes,” Beth said quietly. Then, louder, she said, “Paul, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Paul said.

“Have you got a girlfriend?” Beth asked.

“No,” Paul said, “Not at the moment.”

“Or at any other moment,” James added, with a grin.

“Beth,” Paul said, “Truth or dare? Remember, you just had a truth.”

“Dare,” Beth said.

One of the teachers at the front of the coach stood up. “We’ll be arriving at Wast Water in approximately two minutes,” he shouted, “I want everyone off the vehicle in an orderly fashion. Make sure you have everything. The coach will be leaving once we’re off and won’t return until three this afternoon. When you’re all off the coach, you’ll be split into teams of five. You can choose or I’ll choose for you. That’s all for the moment.” He sat down again.

Paul turned to Beth. “Okay,” he said, “When we’re off the coach, I dare you to come into our team, with me, James, Liam and Alan.”

Beth glanced a few rows ahead where Liam Barker and Alan Curtis were sitting.

“Remember,” Paul reminded her, “You owe Liam big time.”

“Okay,” Beth said, as the coach pulled onto a narrow stretch of road. “I’ll do it.”

“Great,” Paul said, looking out of the window at the sight of Wast Water, England’s deepest lake. “We’re here. We can continue the game during the day.”

“I’ll have work to do,” Bethany said, “It’s not a fun week out, it’s an educational trip.”

“Oh, don’t you worry, Beth,” Paul said, “By the end of this week, you’ll have had an education...”

To be continued...