First crazy dare party (Fiction)

[John332]

The next day I called up the local swimming pool. A youngish voice answered - possibly another student looking for money, I thought.

"Hi there," I said. "I'm a reporter for the student paper and I'd like to come in and write a piece on the refurbishment of the pool and whether it's beneficial for the students."

"Erm... ok," said the girl. "I'll have to go and check with the manager."

"Ok," I said. "I can wait."

She was gone for about five minutes

"Ok," she said. "That's fine - when do you want to come over."

"Well, it'd be good to see it when it's not so noisy," I said. "When is it quiet?"

She thought for a second

"Either first thing in the morning when we open at five, or on a Saturday night," she said

"Great," I said, "I'll come on Saturday evening at about 9.30"

"Ok," she said. "We close at 10pm, so don't be late."

I wasn't quite sure how that one would pan out, and I wondered if there was a trick prize for getting the lowest point score.

On my way to lectures, I passed Lizzie in the road and suddenly realised that she'd promised to take part.

"How are you feeling about your dares?" I asked

She grinned at me

"EXcited," she said, and kept walking.

That evening I went to my job at the art gallery and looked for opportunities for all three dares. I easily got a picture of myself in front of a piece of art, but the other two would be more difficult; apparently life class didn't need any more models at the moment, and there weren't any other staff my age. There was another part-time receptionist, Joyce, who was about 30, and the owner of the gallery, Mary, who was 35, but she was quite aloof, and I rarely saw her. There was one positive side - there was a small fitness room and a couple of showers in the staff area - Mary was a fitness addict, so that night I ran for half an hour on the running machine and took a long shower after my shift, but no-one came by. Sighing, I picked up a fashion magazine on the way back home and took photos of myself imitating them in my room. I quickly pulled on my speedos and shot a video of myself stripping out of them. Seventy five points total, I thought, with a possible of 220. I started to feel a bit miserable and embarrassed by the whole thing.

To add insult to injury, Rachel was giggling in the kitchen at dinner time

"I've got fifty points already," she laughed, looking a bit naughty

I managed a grin and resolved not to be beaten by my innocent flatmate. Or, as she was fast becoming, my not-so-innocent flatmate...

[John332]

The time passed and despite by best efforts, going out clubbing and going back to house parties, I'd failed to get into a threesome, let alone take photos of anyone in their underwear. The weekend arrived and I didn't go out on the first day to make sure I was fresh and ready for the swimming pool job. Borrowing another camera, I went along. To my surprise, the girl
on the reception desk was young, slim, blonde and wearing a metallic silver swimsuit. It was pretty hot in there. I introduced myself and she called on the phone for someone else to take over whilst she took me on a tour. Another lady came out of a side door, also wearing a swimsuit. I figured that the receptionist probably doubled as lifeguards.

Emily, as she introduced herself as, started to show me around. She led me down a long corridor which ran above the main pool. Although I made a show of admiring the pool itself, my eyes were firmly fixed on her long legs and amazing ass. I'd never seen a girl as well-proportioned as her.

"Would you like to try the pool out as well?" she asked

I aqreed, and we went to the men's changing rooms. She would meet me on the other side whilst I slipped into my speedos.

The pool and changing area was almost completely empty, but it wasn't that long until it was due to close. I met Emily, who showed me the pool, the learner pool, the diving boards and the water chutes. She was absolutely magnificent. I watched her take a dive from the highest diving board - she was sleek and dived like a champion, her smooth curves cutting through the air. We went down the water chutes and came up in the churning water. I'd left my notebook and cameras at the bottom, saying that one was a backup because the batteries were low.

A call came over the loudspeakers

"Can staff do a final sweep of the pool, please? We will be locking up in five minutes."

She asked if I wanted to accompany her on the final look around and see the Jacuzzi, and I agreed. Although I'd flirted a little bit, she was a complete ice maiden, and I was starting to feel a bit desperate. On the way around, we bumped into the other lady who had taken over the reception desk.

"Don't wait around for me," she said. "I'll finish up with the paper guy and then head out the back"

The other girl agreed and we continued our tour.

We got into the jacuzzi and I felt myself getting vaguely aroused, sitting in a tub of hot bubbling water, with a curvaceous hot girl opposite getting wet. I still wasn't getting any hints of sexual atmosphere between us, and after a while, we left the jacuzzi and went to the showers. They were separated into male and female, and I headed into the mens, feeling dejected, stripping out of my swimsuit and not bothering to draw the curtain. I was resting with my hands on the wall, wondering if I was going to lose to Rachel, let alone Lizze, when I felt a hot body against my back and a whisper in my ear.

"Hello again," she said. I felt breasts underneath taut fabric press against my back, and I closed my eyes and relaxed.

Suddenly, cold metal slapped against my wrists and I heard a snap. I'd been handcuffed to the wall. The shower turned off and I craned my neck to look around. Emily was there, still in her swimsuit, but there was also a larger girl with big tits, completely naked, next to her. I heard a swish, and felt a lash of pain down my back.

"What are you doing?" I almost shouted

Neither of them replied, and the lashes continued. The pain grew worse, but then suddenly stopped and I felt a hand creeping up my legs towards my dick. It carried on upwards and started stroking me, and I grew aroused, despite the buzzing pain. The shower suddenly turned on again and the warm water eased the pain on my back. The shackles were starting to ache, but no sooner than I'd started to think about that, than they snapped off, and I was spun around by the larger girl. Before I could say anything, she kissed me long and hard, pressing her boobs and naked body against mine. Then she was gone and Emily was in front of me. There was a slap, and her swimsuit hit the floor of the shower. She kissed me and my dick was suddenly painfully hard. I reached down to her pussy, stroking inside it and finding it hot and wet.

"What do you need to do?" She asked

I stepped out of the shower and set up the camera to video mode. I took photos with the other camera, making sure we were all in shot. I then led them to the main pool and shot graphic photos of them going down on each other and making out. Finally, I as shot a video of us all together, I slid inside Emily. The fat girl kissed both of us and began to slide a finger inside my
ass, hitting the g-spot, and I arched my back in ecstasy. Quickly, Emily slid off me and turned off the camera. The fat girl pinned me down with her weight, sitting on top of me, whilst Emily pulled her swimming costume back on and pulled on a pair of high heels. She cut an incredibly hot figure, but before I could try to pull the other girl off, she mounted my dick and slid back and forth, shoving her huge boobs in my face. Emily moved slightly and I felt a vibration right on top of my dick, producing an incredible wave of pleasure on top of my dick; the fat girl must have some kind of vibrator inside her pussy. She was heavy, and I could feel her rolls of fat around me, but quite soon, all I could concentrate on was the incredible pleasure on the top of my penis.

Looking at Emily's incredible figure, but knowing that I was inside her friend, with both ecstacy and shame, I came long and hard, yelling with pleasure. The large girl came at the same time, her face a picture of a classic orgasm. Emily flicked the switch and the vibrator stopped. The girl got off me and walked away into the pool complex. I sat up, a bit stunned, half ashamed and embarrassed, half post-orgasmic and thrilled by it all.

Emily leaned in, the curve of her breasts becoming more pronounced.

"You tell Lizzie that her little club is nothing ... nothing, on the original," she breathed, giving me a sly smile, and sauntering off. Bemused, I watched her smooth round ass and long slim legs recede into the distance. I stood up, my foot on a sticky patch and went into the shower to wash off. My back was sore, but unbloodied.

I retrieved my camera, making sure that it was still working and that I had shots both of the threesome, and of the porn-style shoot in the swimming pool. On one hand I'd just completed two dares and had great, if not slightly bizarre sex, but on the other, there was clearly more going on here than I knew about. And I still had one more dare to complete before the next week was out and the prize was in the bag.

[John332]

As I walked back home, my mobile phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered

"Is this Benjamin James?" A voice said, and I answered in the affirmative

"This is the local police," the voice said. "I'm afraid we're holding your flatmate Elizabeth. Would you be able to come down to the station at once?"

I agreed, and hurried down, wondering what trouble Lizzie had gotten herself into. I walked into the station, a bit nervous, despite it being my flatmate who was in trouble. I introduced myself to the policeman on the desk, and he took me over to a small room. Inside, a policeman was watching Lizzie, who was asleep sat in a chair, her head on a desk.

"We caught her ... erm ... exposing herself to a member of the public," the policeman said "She was very drunk, and is sleeping it off now. We're not going to fine her, but could you take her home and sober her up?"

I agreed, and pulled her awake and out of the station.

She looked at me, shamefaced.

"I got caught," she said

"I can see that," I said, grinning slightly

"You've helped me out," she slurred. "So I'll help you out. There are bonus dares available, fifty points apiece, only for those who finish their dares early - do you want to know what they are?"

I agreed - although I'd only have two days, probably, to do them, I still wanted to win

"Ok," she said, swaying, "In a second"

She leaned against the wall and was violently sick against it. I offered her a tissue to wipe her mouth, and we moved on quickly; or rather, as quickly as she could

"First, I'll only tell you if you help me do my dare - I need to get a picture of myself in a public place, having an orgasm with someone else watching."

We were halfway home by that point, and having just been sick, I doubted Lizzie's ability to pleasure herself, but nonetheless, I agreed. I suddenly remembered a friend who was on holiday nearby, and we quickly climbed into their back garden, setting up the camera so that you could see the house in the background. Lizzie stripped in front of me - even tired and having just thrown up, I still found her pretty hot, although it made me feel a bit guilty to admit it. Lizzie took a vibrator from her bag and began to move it up one of her legs, and then up the other one, occasionally stopping at her clit. She was breathing heavily, her breasts moving up and down. She moved the vibrator to her nipples, which grew hard in the cold and with the vibrations. I could see her sweating from the pleasure and as she moved it down, and plunged it deep into her vagina, she opened her eyes and looked me straight in the eye, as she moved it in and out, in and out, finally arching her back and giving a small scream of pleasure as she came, shuddering. She slowly got up and pulled her clothes back on. I suddenly realised that the house opposite had lights on, and a curtain twitched.

"Come on," I said. "We'd better get out of here."

Picking up the camera, I half dragged, half ran with Lizzie and we got back home. Opening the main door to our flat block, I turned on the light to climb to our flat on the first floor. To my surprise, Lizzie turned it off. It was dark, but there was some light coming in through the window. I sighed, tired and sore from the evening, but halfway up the stairs, Lizzie stopped me.

I turned around and she unbuckled my belt. Caught by surprise, I sat down on the stairs, and she unzipped my fly and pulled out my dick. Setting up the camera to video, she quickly stripped herself naked and started to suck on my dick.

"Lizzie," I hissed. "Anyone could catch us here!"

Although we didn't see the other occupants of the flats that often, it was entirely possible that Rachel would come back from drinks about now. It wasn't late. Although I was tired, I couldn't help but be aroused when a naked girl was sucking my dick. She knew her skills, and started licking the top of my penis, whilst gripping my shaft and moving her hand back and forth. Looking down on the small naked girl in front of me, I couldn't help myself; I came quickly into her mouth. She showed the load to the camera and then turned it off and swallowed.

"That'll get you an extra fifty points," she said

I quickly zipped up my jeans, but Lizzie didn't put her clothes on. We walked to the flat just as the lights came on and there was noise downstairs. I heard footsteps on the stairs just as I unlocked the door and I darted in. Lizzie walked in slowly, proudly. As we got into the flat, Rachel came out of the kitchen, just in time to see Lizzie's naked ass go into her bedroom.

"Was she...?" she started.

"Yes," I said. "Best not to ask..."

Rachel raised her eyebrows but said nothing more. I walked to my bedroom, exhausted and not caring what the other extra dares were. Taking off my clothes I fell into bed naked, and was fast asleep.

I was woken up a few hours later by a warm body slipping in next to me. Lizzie took hold of my cock and started to masturbate me again.

"Hi," she said. "So, the other dares are as follows - each is worth fifty points. Get a blowjob on a communal, public staircase - you've already done that. Lose a game of strip poker, but get everyone to carry on with sexual favours as stakes. Get naked on the beach and get a girl in a swimsuit to pee on you."

Despite having cum not long ago, the thought of all of these dares was a total turn on, and against my better judgement, I came in Lizzie's hand, into a tissue she was holding. She slid out of bed and tossed it into the bin.

"oh, and thanks for helping me out tonight," she said, and slipped out of the rom.

[happyharold]

wow really great story just read them all just now, and ffs why am i not invited to any of these parties far out

continue please i have no problem with your writing but for a second i did get characters mixed up lol

but excellent story

[John332]

yeah, sorry, realised I have both an Em and an Emily in them, bit dum of me. Thanks for the feedback tho - glad you are liking it.

[John332]

I woke up the next day feeling slightly worn out, and turned the alarm off, missing a lecture. The next few days were so normal, it was almost a relief from the excitement of the last few days, but after two days of normality, I
started to miss it again and look forward to the excitement and thrill of the sex. I bumped into Em the day before I was due to do receptionist duties at the art gallery and we went for a walk on the beach to swap stories.

"Would you believe," I asked "that I had to bail Lizzie out the other night?"

"No way," she laughed, and I explained about the previous night

"She's got a twisted imagination," Em said "but she can't always follow through with it all - she's learning her limits."

I thought of the dares over Christmas on the webcam and agreed

"I think we all are," I said, thinking of how little I'd enjoyed the whipping at the swimming pool

"I know what you mean," said Em. "I was supposed to get bound and gagged, naked, in front of someone I knew, but I just couldn't do it, I didn't want to."

I nodded sympathetically "Fair enough," I said

"It's only a game, after all," she said. "I hate losing a competition, but to some degree the dares are about luck, and if you don't enjoy it and get a thrill out of it, there's no point."

I agreed, and I suddenly thought that I should share the extra dares with Em.

"That's two I owe you," she said. "Although I doubt I'll win - I've missed one of the top grade ones at least."

I looked at her, realising that despite our outrageous sexual exploits, we had become friends. Although I'd wanted Heather at first, Em was not only drop dead gorgeous, but smart and daring as well. I decided to trust her about
the swimming pool encounter, and told her most of the details, sparing her the details of the whipping and a few other points.

"Have you heard anything about another set of parties, or group doing what we're doing?"

Em thought for a while, and we kept on down the beach, kicking sand at the sea. There weren't many other people on the long stretch of beach.

"Only a few vague hints," she said. "I saw Lizzie in a club last week and she was pretty drunk. She made some comment about loving setting the dares, and I guess that meant she'd found some of the dares at the other place too
strong for her, or she'd been made to do something she wasn't comfortable doing."

"Interesting," I said, thinking that was pretty plausible

"Also," she said. "And it didn't mean anything at the time, but I was at a party last week and this guy was talking about a party they'd thrown a few months ago, and it'd turned into the full works, and I mean the works. Girls in
bikinis, dominatrices, bondage, slaves, threesomes in the bedrooms, girls in latex, men in suits with their cocks hanging out; everything. I thought he was fantasising at the time, and none of his flatmates knew anything about
it, but one of them did say that they'd come back to find the flat unusually tidy a few months ago."

"I don't think he was telling the whole truth," she continued. "I think that this Emily of yours, or her friends crashed the party, and he was so embarrassed by it all that he had the flat professionally cleaned. After all, if he was telling the truth then it would have needed it."

I agreed, once again quite impressed by our combined detective powers.

"So what do we do?" I mused out loud. "I'm not sure I want in, but I've been enjoying the parties and it wouldn't hurt to know a bit more about the other group."

"Let's see what we can find out from Lizzie once we're done with the next party," she said. "And also scout around, ask a few questions, go back to the guy I met."

We turned back and headed back towards town. It was raining and we were both a bit damp from the walk. Em's curls were more pronounced than usual, and she looked especially hot when she was wet. I realised that I would need all my sleep tonight to get through the next day, and reluctantly started to turn towards home. I think she sensed it too.

I turned back

"Em," I said, and quickly carried on to avoid any awkwardness. "I might need that favour tomorrow night - will you make sure you've got your phone with you?"

"Sure," she laughed, "No problem. It'll be fun."

I grinned and turned towards home.

[John332]

The next day I went to my lectures and job trembling with nerves and excitement - I had to find a way to have sex in the gallery, without getting caught on camera and fired; or worse, getting handed into the police. Otherwise, I'd almost certainly lose the competition to someone else, and I was quite excited by the challenge. I sat at the desk, trying to think of ways to get laid, but I was the only receptionist, and despite a lot of girls coming in and out of the gallery, I couldn't leave the desk for more than a few minutes at a time without people noticing.

Time drew on, and I realised that my only chance was after I'd finished my shift, after the gallery closed to the public, and to call Em. I worked out a way to confound the security cameras - the gallery didn't have any tremendously valuable works in it, so the system was quite primitive. They operated on a shift system, flicking from one to the other, and I could switch it over to switching to one fewer cameras for about half an hour without
anyone noticing, given that the cameras stored over three weeks worth of footage at one time. I could call Em, and when she arrived, quicky get her into the room and do the deed. My mouth went slightly dry at the thought of it, and my hands trembled with excitement. I got to the end of my shift and decided to do some time in the mini-gym so that I was looking my best for Em. I ran for half an hour and did some time on the weights before heading to the shower.

To my surprise, I heard someone else coming into the shower room.

"Oh, Ben, is that you?" I heard Mary, the owner of the gallery say.

"Erm, yes," I said. "I closed up the gallery half an hour ago, so decided to work on my distance, if that's ok?"

I felt completely vulnerable, completely naked with my towel my nearest piece of clothing over the rail, and only a thin curtain separating me from a woman who was at least ten years older than me. This wasn't quite what I'd
envisaged. The student world was one thing, but this was my job, albeit a part-time one, and this lady had been out of the carefree student life for some time. I didn't even know if she was married.

"We had an incredible preview today," Mary continued. "The artist came in to talk about his works, he's verry talented."

I suddenly realised that she was slurring slightly

"We had champagne, and a few of the patrons of the gallery stayed behind for drinks. We had lots of very nice champagne," she continued. I heard a thump, and imagined that she'd sat down heavily on a chair.

"It was very nice champagne, but the bubbles go straight to my head. What I really want," she carried on. "Is a nice hot drink and nice hot shower before I go to bed."

I felt a shiver of excitement run through me, and heard the rustling of clothes coming off. Trembling slightly, I counted the number of garments I could hear her take off, then turned off the shower, wrapped the towel around my waist and pulled back the curtain. Mary was stood on the other side of the room, wearing only a white lacy thong.

She was toned, with curvy hips, small breasts and small dark nipples. Although she was my boss, I couldn't help admiring her figure, and walked up to her as nonchalently as possible.

"You know what else might help you relax?" I said, but she beat me to it, and kissed me long and hard. Taken by surprise, I kissed her back, hard, pulling her back into the shower and turning it on, her panties transparent and
showing a neat V of dark hair. I pushed her against the wall and stroked her curves, moving my hand up past her hips and up to her breasts, before lowering my head and sucking her nipples, nibbling and giving them the
occasional gentle bite.

She moaned with pleasure, writhing against me

"You know," she gasped, "what I've always wanted to do?"

Without saying a word, she led me out of the shower and I walked down the corridor with her, butt-naked, admiring her well-rounded ass. We walked past the reception desk and I winced - although there were shutters, you could
still see through the gaps, and anyone looking across the street at the right time would see both of us completely naked. I pretended to stumble, and picked up my camera from my bag.

She led me into a gallery with private marked on the door, and without any cameras in it, I noted. Inside was a stool, a divan and several tables with chairs at them; presumably for life classes I guessed.

"Why don't we have a glass of champagne?" I asked

Mary turned and retrieved the bottle, pouring two glasses whilst I set up the camera behind her back, making sure you could see the pictures and setting in the background. I turned around just in time, and we drank the champagne quickly. I pushed her onto the divan, pulling down her panties, still wet from the shower, throwing them down on the floor. I knelt over her, caressing her breasts and running my hands up and down her body, kissing her all over.

She threw her head back and sighed with pleasure. I moved down her body, licking and stroking, tasting her, before pulling on a condom and entering her with swift, deep thrusts. She looked me in the eyes, looking hazy and blearly
with pleasure as I pulled in and out.

"Stop," she murmured, and I quickly halted, suddenly afraid that I had gone too far. I pulled out and stood up, standing slightly away, but she only turned over and moved to a table, bending over it.

"Like this," she said, and I understood. How often must she come in here, and how many other times had she done this, I wondered.

I grasped her hips and entered her from behind, firmly and forcefully. She cried out with pleasure and I felt her shudder underneath me. I moved inside her quickly, back and forth, and she writhed and cried out until at last she
came in waves, and I felt a warm liquid spurt down my dick and hit my legs, and realising what it was, I finally let myself go, coming into her powerfully. She must have had the orgasm of her life, or just be a squirter, I thought.

After the waves of pleasure had subsided, I pulled out of her and she turned around.

"So..." I said

She looked slightly post-orgasmically at me, hair ruffled.

"I'll see you next week," she said, smiling, and walked out of the room

I shrugged, and retrieving the camera, went to get my clothes. They were all there, except for my boxers, which I couldn't find anywhere. Going commando, and realising that Mary had probably taken them as a trophy or reminder, I quickly went home, slightly embarrassed, but triumphant that I now had the maximum amount of standard points - now I just had to decide whether to do any of the others...

[andom4444]

A brilliant story!

Probally more suited to a site such as ASN story board. (a site of exhibishionist stories)

[happyharold]

execellent story keep up good work

[John332]

The American Society of Nephrology forum? But I've not mentioned kidneys once??

Hehehe... Thanks for the feedback - I guess it started as a dare story and changed a bit. Reckon it is still fundamentally a dare story, but say if you disagree and I will change it more to get it back on course. Won't post for a while to see what people think. Glad ur liking it tho.

[John332]

> Ok, I got inspired, so there's more.

I only had two days left before the party where the scores would be taken, and still couldn't decide whether to try to other dares yet. Fortunately, my mind was made up by a phone call from Heather, my original strip-date at the first party. Heather sounded quite panicked.

"Ben, I need your help," she said. "I'm stuck on my last dare - can you help me?"

I made an indecisive sound.

"I dunno Heather," I said. "Are we supposed to help each other out with these ones?"

"Please!" she said "I need to get a video of a complete stranger and someone I know stripping naked, and I thought holding a strip poker night tonight would be the best way to go, but no-one I know will help me."

It was simply too perfect, I thought. I quickly told her that I would come along that evening and went out to buy drinks. I bumped into my conservative flatmate Rachel on the way home.

"Have you done all your dares?" she asked cheekily

"Yes," I replied, thinking that she didn't know the half of it. "They were all pretty naughty"

"I think most people have done," she said. "It was fun! Heather invited me to a celebration party tonight but I have to do some reading - are you going?"

"Erm, yes," I said, completely taken by surprise - Heather must have been desperate to try and get Rachel to come along.

"Oh, well then," Rachel said. "Maybe I'll come with you too"

I didn't really know what to say

"Well, I might have a different party to go to," I stumbled

"Oh, don't be so silly," she said. "We'll both go." And with that, she took my arm and we walked back to the flat.

My heart sunk. I had to go through with it now - I was mortified about getting naked in front of Rachel, and even worse, what would happen when I carried on with the dares. She'd met my parents. I couldn't go through with it, but as the time passed, I found myself completely unable to find an excuse. I had a few drinks with Rachel to calm my nerves beforehand, thinking perhaps if we got drunk enough, neither of us would remember the party. We set off, and the thought of what we were about to do sobered me up completely. This dare was becoming very uncomfortable.

Heather lived in a hall about twenty minutes walk from our flat, and we quickly found her room. She opened the door and music, which was pretty quiet for a party, washed out. Heather looked from me to Rachel in surprise.

"Hi," I said. "Rachel *decided* to come after all."

Heather paused for a second and then recovered

"Ok," she said. "Of course that's fine." Her face said the opposite as she lead us into the room. "My new friend is already here and offered to lead the game, since I don't know how to play well." Heather spoke quietly enough so that Rachel couldn't hear anything. My face fell as we rounded the corner into her room. It was Emily, the girl from the swimming pool.

"This is Emily," Heather said. "We met at the pool."

I greeted Emily as if we'd never met, and Rachel said hi. Emily looked stunning in a small skirt, metallic black leggings and a black corset top.

"I'm afraid it's going to be quite small and select," Heather said. "But let's all have a drink now."

We started drinking, and I poured drink after drink with an intensity bordering on desperation. Rachel was the only really relaxed one in the room, with Heather looking slightly scared, and Emily exuding an icy calm. We made smalltalk for a few hours, and then Heather stood up, swaying slightly.

"Ok," she said. "I have an idea. Let's play strip poker!"

Rachel looked slightly shocked, but then giggled - she'd had quite a few drinks and obviously, Lizzie's campaign to slowly make her come out of her conservative shell was working.

"Ok," Rachel said. "I'm in, but I have to go wee first"

She got up and went to the bathroom. Emily looked at both of us.

"Here's how it's going to work," she said. "I'll set up a camera, which will transfer all the images and films to our three email addresses automatically so that there are no problems - we all have equal power."

Heather looked pleased, but I didn't feel quite as easy about the whole thing.

"But first," Emily said. "I'm going out for a cigarette."

She went outside and Heather turned to me.

"Please," she said. "You have to lose - Rachel will be so embarrassed to get naked in front of us, and I can rig the deck so that Emily gets a bad hand, I've been reading up on poker for days."

Reluctantly, I agreed. I just didn't know whether I could carry on to the next part of the dare.Everyone got back and we sat down at a table. Heather dealt and Emily explained the rules as we went along. Rachel had a run of good luck at first, leaving the other three of us losing clothes quickly. Rachel wolf-whistled when I got down to my t-shirt and boxers, and I stared at Emily appreciatively, as she took off her corset top and skirt to leave her in a bra and leggings. Heather was doing ok; she had only taken off shoes and socks so far, and Rachel was completely untouched. Emily began to look suspicious and give evil looks to Heather.

"Ok," Emily said. "We've played a few rounds, let's have a new deck, casino style."

Heather looked disconcerted and shot me a look which said she hoped that luck was with her.

Emily shuffled the new deck, and her skill as a poker player became much more obvious. As she won, I was aware that as the only stranger in the room, she needed to strip to fulfil Heather's dare. I started to play better, to try and get her clothes off. But Heather and Rachel were feeling the burn - Rachel was looking very red and was down to her underwear and Heather was down to her bra on top, and, making light of the situation, had pulled her panties down from under her skirt, swirling them around on her finger and laughing, but I knew she was nervous. We'd carried on drinking, and I couldn't tell whether Rachel was red from being drunk, or red from being embarrassed. The next hand came in, and I won, with Heather having the next highest hand. Emily stripped out of her leggings, showing off a white lacy thong, but Rachel stood up and looked embarrassed.

"Do we have to carry on?" she said "I ... I don't want to do any more."

"Of course not," I said. "It's just for fun - you can head off if you like."

Emily looked at me sharply and it occurred to me that she might not know we are flatmates.

"I think you should stay," she said. "You're very pretty, and we're all friends here. Besides, you might win the next game."

To my dismay, Rachel looked happier at that and grinned at me

"You're just scared I might win," she laughed "and see that white bottom of yours again!"

She sat back down and whipped off her bra in a single motion, throwing it across the room. I found myself admiring her small pert breasts, and then caught myself. Rachel leaned across the table to retrieve the deck of cards and looked alluringly at me. I felt another chill of dread run through my spine - she still didn't know what was coming up, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to try and talk them into it. Heather and I lost the next round, leaving both of us topless. I started to feel sweat rolling down my sides as I felt Emily looking at me, as if promising a repeat of last time at the swimming pool. I focused all of my attention on the next hand, popping to the bathroom and
swapping my vodka for water so that I could concentrate better.

I had a lousy hand, but luckily Emily had a worse one and we both lost. But then I realised - I would be naked and she wouldn't - and the game might be over. I needed to keep it going for both me and Heather to win. Emily took off her bra, showing off her stunning, shapely tits, and I felt my erection growing as I looked at Heather and Rachel unhappily.

Rachel still thought it was all good fun, and started chanting "Off, off, off" and before I knew it, I'd taken off my boxers, showing off my dick to all three topless girls.

"Ok," I said. "I want a fair chance to see all of you naked."

"But how can you do that?" Rachel asked "You're naked" she grinned, looking pointedly at my half-erect penis.

"How about," I said. "If I win the next round, we carry on as normal. If I lose, I give one of you a lapdance?"

They all laughed, although Emily's was more of an amused snort - not very attractive, coming from such a hot girl, I thought, as I stood naked in front of my housemate and friend. My penis drooped, despite their hot tits being on display.

Heather agreed, and Rachel did too, laughing still. Emily didn't look too happy, and narrowed her eyes in thought. Needless to say, Rachel and I lost the next round, and she whipped off her panties, and I gave Heather, who had won, a lapdance, feeling very silly and awkward, but she laughed.

"I want to carry on too!" said Rachel, caught up in the moment.

Disaster struck. Before I could think of an appropriately silly dare to get her to leave, Emily spoke.

"Ok," she said. "If you have clothes on, you strip, if you don't, you have to masturbate right here. If you are both naked, you have to 69 on Heather's bed."

I held my breath. I didn't think that Rachel would agree with that at all, but Heather had to agree to try to get Emily naked.

"Ok," Heather said. "I think that's fair. After all, we might as well see one of them enjoying themselves."

Rachel looked like she was about to cry, and I found myself torn between wanting to go down on her and wanting to give her a hug. I then looked at Emily and knew that for my pride, I had to carry on, to get her naked and for Heather and I to win.

"Ok, I'm in." I said. "I don't think I'll lose, and I'm sure you've all seen your brothers or flatmates in more compromising situations." I wondered how I could rally Rachel and then thought. "Come on Rachel," I continued. trying to get her mind off what would happen if she lost. "You're doing pretty well so far - let's get these other two naked."

She looked up and seemed to pull herself together, and passing a hand over her clit, and shivering a bit, she agreed. I realised she probably did have a more naughty side to her, but had never really expressed it.

Emily dealt and I got a killer hand, only to be trumped by Rachel, who threw her hand down in victory.

"I win!" she yelled. "Get those panties off!"

Heather and Emily both sighed and stood up, pulling off their panties. I took a second to admire Emily's fine curvy form again - she had smooth curves, a flat tanned belly and large breasts to die for. Her legs were long and shapely, and her blonde hair flowed down her back. I remembered the last time I'd seen her, me in mid orgasm, and my penis grew almost painfully hard. I wanted her, no matter what. Tonight, and in front of my friends if possible, dominating her.

Rachel stood up and I glanced at her small, pert ass. That said, I thought, I wouldn't mind doing her either.

"Wait," I said "One last round, for fun."

Rachel turned, and frowned, as if to decline. Heather also looked worried - she'd got what she needed, we could all stop now. I was a bit worried that if we went ahead and Emily won, it'd get nasty, but I needed to do this to succeed, and the sight of Emily buck naked was such a turn on, I couldn't help myself.

"Ok," Emily said, with a nasty grin. "You're on."

Heather looked at me. I leaned over to her and whispered "if you join in, we're even"

She sighed, not looking too happy, and agreed.

"Ok, it depends what the dare is." She said

"Losers put on a sex show, right here." I said

Rachel thought for a moment and raised her eyebrows, remembering her recent victory.

"Ok," she said. "But the winner choses the position and any other conditions."

I must have gone white, because Heather looked concerned. Emily quickly agreed, looking over at a backpack she'd brought with her, but I was in a corner. I agreed as well.

I couldn't quite believe the next hand when we all showed. Rachel won. Heather came second, leaving me and Emily losers.

Rachel laughed hysterically. I sighed - this had all been my idea, after all, and I was going to be fifty points closer to winning the competition. Rachel suddenly yelled out

"Doggy style! With the curtains open!" And burst into laughter

I was elated - I was going to show Emily who was boss after all, and I didn't mind the curtains too much - Heather was on the second floor, and not many people would be able to see. Emily shrugged, and climbed on the bed on all fours, baring her ass and clit to me. I slipped a condom on, and took her, admiring how her breasts bounced up and down, and how hot and wet her pussy was. She moaned out loud and I hit the spot, and Heather and Rachel were half-laughing in disbelief. I grabbed Emily's ass and pulled ever-deeper into her. It was hot in the room, and her hair was sweaty and her back was wet. I lent deep over her, fingering her as we coupled,
cumming long and hard at the same time. As I collapsed on top of her, she looked up, exhausted and whispered "You might well do,"

Post-orgasmic, I couldn't think of anything to say. Pulling out, I quickly went to the bathroom to wipe down, finding Emily gone when I'd got back. Getting our clothes on, Heather thanked me.

Rachel went to leave the room, and Heather looked at me.

"Why did you carry it on?" she said

"I'm sorry," I said. "I think I got a bit too drunk, and that girl was really hot."

Looking a bit hurt, but knowing that our little tryst was a long time ago, Heather said ok, and kissed me goodnight.

"Well, thanks anyway - I appreciate the favour. And perhaps," she said, raising an eyebrow. "We can do it all again sometime."

I managed a weary grin and left the room. In the corridor, Rachel looked at me.

"Ok," she said. "That was fun, but probably a bit too naughty for me. I don't mind getting naked, but I was glad that I didn't have to do anything sexual."

I was still replaying having wildly exhibitionist, daring sex with Emily, and was enjoying every second of it, and I spoke without really thinking.

"Oh come on," I said. "It was fun, and you would have had crazy fun, daring sex,"

She looked at me, and something new appeared in her eyes. She gave a cheeky grin.

"I guess so," she said. "Maybe we could go again?"

What had I created?

[John332]

After the party, I walked half way back to the flat with Rachel and then split off towards town, mentioning that I had to go and pick up some food - I was starving. She headed off in one direction and I went to a gas station and picked up some chips and a large bottle of water. I was suddenly determined to win the contest, whatever it meant. Time to call in that favour.

I phoned Em and asked her to meet me at the beach with a swimsuit. I was still quite drunk, but it was wearing off. It was a cool, clear night and although it was late, there were quite a lot of attractive girls in town, getting my blood running.

I met Em on the beach - she was already drunk and smelt of sex. She was wearing a zipped-up jacket, jeans and holding a swimsuit. She'd probably come straight from a dare or night out, I thought. We walked down the beach and talked about our exploits that evening.

"I knew Heather still had the hots for you," Em said. "But I have interesting news - that other group is definitely still meeting. I decided to do the bondage dare,"

"What happened?" I asked, my dick already rising thinking of Em bound and gagged naked

"I liked it," she laughed drunkenly. "I called that guy who I got the lead from, and got him drunk this evening. I set up a camera and got him to get kinky, and he tied my hands, gagged and blindfolded me in my flat. He found it hot, but only wanted to masturbate!"

"While he was having a wank, he told me that he secretly enjoyed the party, and that he'd arranged to go to another, but there was a £50 entry fee for starters"

"Fify pounds!" I said. "This must be some set up"

"Yeah," she said. "Anyway, he came, fingered me and wrote down the details of the party. He left the tissues on top of me. Then he said 'see you at the party?' and walked out of the flat."

Em paused

"I was mortified. I'd wanted to call a friend I could choose, but I was tied up, blindfolded on the sofa smelling of sex. Luckily one of my female flatmates came home first and I said it was a sex game gone wrong - after I'd told her that I hadn't been taken advantage of, she was quite sympathetic - and I finished the dare! I'm not sure that I'm really comfortable with all that, but it was quite exciting. I guess you've got to try these things."

I nodded.

"well, speaking of trying things..." I explained about the dare, and Em looked surprised.

"I didn't think you'd go for that one," she said

We got towards the end of the beach, seals barking distantly to each other and absolutely no-one else for quite a way. The water was lapping at the shore, and without saying another word, I stripped naked and set up a camera and tripod. Em shrugged and pulled off her jacket - she was completely topless underneath, giving me an instant hard-on. She stripped out of her jeans and pulled on the swimsuit, snapping the fabric over her large breasts. I lay down on the beach on my back.

"Are you sure about this?" she said

"Let's do it," I said

She stood over me and pulled aside her swimsuit and after a few seconds, warm liquid gushed over me on my chest and stomach. It didn't really smell and it was just quite warm. After a while, it stopped, and I looked up at Em - we were both quite embarrassed, despite our previous exploits.

"Erm, thanks." I said, and dove into the sea to wash off. Coming out, Em was grinning

"I think I could get used to the power and submissiveness games," she said. "Once you do it once, it gets easier."

I laughed. I hadn't enjoyed being peed on that much, but I could see where she was coming from - it was empowering to dominate someone else. I got dressed and we started to walk back along the beach. Although the alcohol was wearing off, I was getting a bit horny just being next to Em in a swimsuit. We walked on, and the lights of the town came into view. It was about 3am, and there weren't many people around, but stepping up beside Em, I took hold of her, slipped my fingers inside her swimsuit and started to masturbate her. She looked shocked and then started to relax into it, moving against my fingers in rhythmic thrusts.

"I just wanted to say thank you," I murmered

Em moaned and pushed against me, and I kept fingering her, feeling her get hotter and wetter by the second. She thrust her hips against me, grinding until she spasmed and came, her legs buckling slightly with the pleasure. Once she'd recovered a bit, we kept walking on and came to the edge of the car park. She took my hand and led me into a dark corner.

"Let's put on a show," she whispered in my ear.

I looked around - there were about five cars in the car park, but they all looked empty - but the risk was high. I couldn't see any CCTV, but you never knew. Feeling horny, I agreed, and we stood under a streetlight. We stripped completely naked, feeling very exposed in the light and on the tarmac. I felt so alive - the gravel biting into my feet, the look of Em in the
streetlight. She went down to her knees, taking my dick in her mouth and sucking and licking. I pushed against her, cumming almost straight away, hot and long into her mouth. She swallowed and we kissed.

To my horror, a girl in a swimsuit got out of a car and walked towards us. We stood our ground, not really knowing what to do - my penis was completely erect, and Em's nipples were hard in the cold.

She came over - I didn't recognise her.

"Nice show. We thought some of you might come here," she said. "If you want more of the same, come to this location." She handed us a slip of paper each. "The password is 'copernicus'."

With that, she walked away back into the car. I looked at Em and raised my eyebrows. She smiled, and we put our clothes back on and walked into town.

[John332]

I had a day to recover from the alcohol and tiredness, and then it was straight into the finishing party. I was confident because I'd done every single top-level dare that Lizzie had set, but there was still mystery to be unravelled with the other parties that Em and I had found out about. Whether or not I wanted to go to the next level was a question that was still going round and round in my mind.

The party was due to start at 8pm, but Lizzie, Rachel and I had a bottle of wine with dinner at about 6.30 and then kept drinking. By the time people started to arrive at half past eight, I was already quite drunk. I vaguely saw Em throw a concerned glance at me and pass me a glass of water, but it didn't help that much. I wandered outside for air at about 9pm and people were still coming in, far more than had been at the first party. Our small flat was rammed full and I dimly wondered whether anyone from the "other" parties was there.

I walked into Rachel's bedroom to get some space and saw that she was fast asleep, presumably passed out already. Two people were making out in her room, and I apologised and headed back into the lounge. The music was loud and the place was crowded. I knew I was probably swaying and slurring. I fell into a drunked conversation with Oli, one of the other dare gamers, and
after a while checked my watch. Once I could make it out, I saw that it was about 11. Walking towards the bathroom, I noticed a laptop on the dining table with a crowd around it; I looked over their shoulders and realised that it was showing my porn collection from the Christmas dares.

"This party is going to turn into an orgy," I thought to myself

I went into the bathroom, opened the window and had a long drink of cold water. It was quieter and I felt myself sobering slightly. Then I heard the music turn off and Lizzie clear her throat. I walked back into the lounge to see her standing on the sofa.

"Ladies and gentleman," she said, swaying slightly. "Girls and boys. For the last few weeks, we've been having a contest. The lucky ones amongst you came to my last party and received dare cards with dares of ascending point values on them. The basic ones asked you to do something sexy but not risky. The more advanced ones required you to do something extremely daring and usually sexual, often in public."

She paused and there were wolf-whistles and cheering

"I myself was cautioned by the police for exploring the boundaries of sexuality and acceptable behaviour," she carried on.

"So I'm sure some of you will have found the same, if not worse. But tonight, we announce the winners."

There was more cheering, and Lizzie paused again to pull off her top, revealing a tight bikini top. There were more wolf-whistles and cheering.

"Unknown to you, there were two categories, basic and advanced. The basic category was for beginners, and the advanced for people we knew might more more inclined to the more risque dares."

She paused again to unfasten her skirt, standing on the sofa in white underwear and high heels. She didn't look entirely stable.

"I'm pleased to announce that Jane, with 110 points is the winner of the basic category for streaking on the beach, flashing an old man and doing a photoshoot of herself stripping out of a bikini!"

There was loud cheering, and a girl I'd seen briefly at the first party went up to the sofa. She looked quite embarrassed at all the attention, but when Lizzie gave her a small roll of notes, she turned and curtsied, looking pleased with the attention. Lizzie pressed a button on the laptop and a photo of Jane came up on the screen, butt naked and looking sheepish.

Jane turned red and disappeared from the room. The colour faded from my cheeks as I realised that Lizzie might be about to announce, but instead she paused and took off her bikini top, showing off her pert breasts. There were a few scandalised looks about the room, and most of the guys couldn't take their eyes off her.

"The advanced category had three main dares," Lizzie continued, her breasts jiggling up and down as she spoke. "There were also three supplementary dares for anyone who completed the first three. I promised myself that I'd win, and dared myself that I'd get naked at the final party if I didn't."

There was a hush in the room, and Lizzie stepped down from the sofa. She poured herself a shot of Tequila from a nearby table and downed it. Shucking off her heels, she climbed back on the sofa and picked up a pair of scissors.

"As you might guess," she said. "I didn't succeed, and there is someone here even more daring than me."

With that, she cut through her bikini bottoms, letting them fall to the ground, standing completely naked in front of the room. A few people walked out, muttering. In anticipation, I took another drink, and saw Em standing next to me, also swaying and sweating in her dress. She reached into my pocket subtly and gave my dick a squeeze, instantly getting my blood up.

"However," Lizzie continued, swaying, naked, her completely smooth body holding every single person's attention. "I did rank in third place. In second place, for holding an erotic sauna, photographing herself whilst two naked men did tequila shots from her naked body, masturbating in a public library, going down on a public stairway and for getting tied up by a stranger is Em!"

I looked at Em, knowing the only thing which separated us was the last dare - she shrugged and went up to the sofa.

"Em," Lizzie slurred. "If you'd like the runner up prize, please repeat one of your dares."

Em grinned and pointed at two random guys in the crowd before starting to remove her clothes. She paused when she got to her underwear, taking another shot and then pulling off her knickers and bra. One of the guys, a large rugby player with pronounced abs, swept the table clear of magazines, drinks and old cups, putting her slight form on it. He poured tequila into her belly button and and leant down to lick it up. Her breasts were heaving with excitement and her nipples were hard as rock. I could see a sheen of sweat on her body and she looked like she was simultaneously afraid and excited, her legs rubbing together slightly. The second guy, completely naked in front of a crowd, stepped up to her on the table and poured another shot of tequila down her pussy, quickly darting in and licking before too much could go onto the table. Em's head went back and she shook slightly on the table, before relaxing completely. Although we were all drunk, everyone in the crowd knew that she'd just cum. She slowly got off the table and joined Lizzie on the sofa, naked.

"Congratulations!" Lizzie shouted, and handed her another roll of notes. I hadn't realised that there'd be a second prize.

"And now, the winner," Lizzie continued. "This person has done it all, but I'd like to get them to take a bit of a risk.

Anyone who thinks they might have won, please start removing your clothes."

There was a pause, and I looked around the room. There were probably about thirty people in the main room and a few stragglers in the corridor. Lizzie raised her voice again.

"However, there's a catch," she said. "Anyone who doesn't win will have to perform certain ... shall we say ... duties ... for the winner."

I hadn't thought it would come to this, but after seeing Em, I was going to revel in it - and I was sure I would win. I took off my shoes, socks and shirt before I looked around to see who else was doing the same thing. Oli, the guy who I'd got to come back to the dare party at Christmas, had stripped down to his boxers, and Nadia, a tall but well-endowed girl from Kenya, had also taken off her top and bra, showing off her well-rounded breasts and large nipples. I thought as quickly as I could under the circumstances - if Em had completed all but one dare, the other two had to have completed all of them, unless she'd done one of the lower grade dares. Either way, I would either win or be in for a tie-break, unless there was a last dare I didn't know about.

"Keep going," Lizzie said from the couch

I pulled off my jeans - I'd decided to wear my black speedos in case there were any water-based dares sprung on us this evening and the other two tentatively removed their clothes. I paused for a second and Lizzie spoke again

"Ok, stop and all three of you come to the sofa."

We all climbed onto the sofa

"Now," she said. "I'll tell you which of you hasn't won, and those people will have to take off their pants or knickers."

I was strangely excited by the whole situation, glancing at Em and Lizzie, my boner swelling in spite of the crowd watching us.

"Oli, you only had two hundred and eighty points - less than Em here," she said. "For this, you need to get naked,"

she paused as he pulled down his pants, revealing his hard erection and distinct lack of pubic hair "Also, because you scored even lower than Em, you must either masturbate right now or leave the party"

There was an intake of breath from the whole crowd. Oli swayed drunkenly and sat down hard on the sofa, taking his dick in his hands and masturbating for all to see. He must either have been very drunk, or happy to be publically wanking. Lizzie pressed a button on the laptop to show a picture of him tied to a bed, completely naked and with a very large erection.

"In second place, with three hundred and forty points is Nadia," shouted Lizzie. "Nadia not only held a very risque game of strip poker, took a golden shower, got caught on purpose having sex in her flatmate's bed, filmed a nude film in the cinema and got photos of herself in a hotel kitchen cooking naked, but also got caught by our own police force completely nude and
about to give a blowjob on the stairs down to the beach. The last event, last night, is the only reason that Nadia is not joint first. However, in accordance with the rules, Nadia, please take off your knickers."

Nadia looked annoyed, but nonetheless slid her knickers down her legs, revealing a V-shaved pussy and very long, trim legs.

"Stay there," she continued. "And we'll give you your penalty in a second."

She flicked the laptop again, and a video of Nadia, dark and obviously naked, showed up on the screen. She was crouching down on the stairs in front of a guy with his fly open and his cock out. She bent down and was about to take it in her mouth when light flooded in on one side and a loud voice said 'WHAT do you think you're doing?' before the camera knocked to one side and the film stopped. Nadia blushed, but she was already naked, so didn't have too much to worry about.

"The winner," She carried on, taking a drink and sweating slightly under the heat of the lights, a sheen forming on her naked skin. "for doing the deed in an art gallery, taking porno pictures in a pool, shooting a threesome video, going oral on the stairs, getting our good flatmate naked and putting on a sex show after a poker party, and getting wet on the beach is BEN!"

She gave me a small envelope and a kiss, brushing her breasts against my naked chest, giving me a throbbing erection in front of the crowd. I swayed drunkenly and looked out at the room. Lizzie pressed another button and the video of me taking Emily doggy style after the poker game played - I realised that Heather must have given it to her in a moment of anger. After a second of anger, I found myself admiring Emily and getting harder and harder.

"Congratulations Ben," she said. "As both prize and dare, you must penetrate the four of us right now in this room, and in return, you can take any of the three of us to bed."

There was no contest, despite the crowd. I snapped off my speedos and pulled on some protection, and after a moment of hesitation I putt my dick in Oli's mouth. He sucked briefly before I pulled it out and bent Nadia over the side of the sofa. Lubricating my fingers with spit, I eased open her ass and penetrated deeply a few times, admiring her brown ass and shapely body. I pulled out and changed condoms. Pulling Lizzie over, I pushed my fingers deep into her pussy, feeling for her bean and fiddling and stroking her regularly. She started to breathe deeply and her breasts moved back and forth as her chest heaved. I quickly pulled out and brought Em over, trailing my pussy-wet fingers over her nipples. I pushed her down on the sofa and entered her missionary style, smelling her sweat and feeling her hot, wet pussy close around my dick in excitement. I thrust back and forth and she
kicked her legs off the sofa. Rolling onto the floor and into the crowd, we coupled like there was no world around us, writhing and squirming; Em crying out with pleasure as I penetrated her again and again. Finally I felt her pulsate with orgasm and I came hard and fast.

I pulled out and pulled off the condom, throwing it away. I turned to the crowd and bowed, and they clapped, some of them already making out and fingering each other right there. I pointed to Lizzie, Em and Nadia and beckoned to the bedroom, walking out, noticing that some people in the room had already started to undress and have sex right there in the lounge. We reached my large, double bed and I lay down, all three girls around me, buck naked and eager. Lizzie and Nadia started making out and I kissed Em's nipples before reaching and opening the envelope, which had almost £400 in it. That, I thought, was a lot of nights out, or almost two months rent - well worth it. I looked around and saw the three naked girls around me and decided that this had all been a very good idea. I reached for Em again as Nadia kissed my back and Lizzie took my cock in her mouth...

[erjams]

This is an amazing story! Engaging and interesting. Please say you aren't done...That sounded like a nice way to end, but we still need to find about the other dare group. Again, well done.

[John332]

I've always been a light sleeper, and I count myself lucky that I am. I woke up, head fuzzy, still woozy, to the sound of someone trying to get in through the storm doors outside. They're tricky, but they do mean that the stairway isn't freezing cold. I started to roll over, finding Lizzie and Em draped over me, warm and naked. I started to get hard as I felt Em's soft, large breasts pushing into me, but then the sound of several footsteps coming up the stairs startled me into full awakeness. I gently shook both of them awake, gesturing for silence. I could still hear the sound of the party in the distance, although it was less loud now, and the clock said that it was just after 3.30am. Seconds later, there was a heavy knock at the door.

"Open up, police!"

I got both Em and Lizzie up, Em pulling on a pair of panties, and someone answered the door. I vaguely wondered what had happened to Nadia.

"Hello officer, what can I do for you?" It was Rachel

"Yes, the party did get a bit out of control, I'm sorry about that."

I'm not usually a coward, but I had a really bad feeling about all of this, and opened up the drawers under my bed. I'd not filled them, and knew that they were about big enough for two people to fit into. I motioned for Lizzie to get in, and she quickly climbed into the drawer.

"Well, I didn't see anything like *that*" Rachel said, sounding sleepy but indignant to the police officer

I shooed Em into the drawer, and then climbed in myself, pulling the door closed. It was very close, and I had to practically lie on top of Em to fit in. We were all breathing as quietly as possible, but I could feel their heat, and being in a small space with two nearly nakd girls was extremely hot.

"Yes, of course you can look around, and I don't mind coming along to the station, I'll co-operate fully."

There were sounds of people being ejected from the flat, complaints, a few shouts and a few scampering feet, and a few doors opened and closed. I heard the bedroom door open and through the gap of the drawers, I could see light.

"Well," a gruff voice said. "Someone's had a good time here, but they've cut and run - let's go."

The front door opened and closed, and we heard footfalls on the stairs. Lizzie made to move, but I put my hand out to still her. We waited a few more minutes, and the front door opened and closed again, and more footsteps went down the stairs, the storm door opening and closing. Very slowly, we got out of the drawer, pulling on clothes, grabbing wallets, bags and the envelope with the money in. Quickly and quietly, we headed into the lounge. It was dark, but you could see that the flat was a mess - discarded clothes, underwear, vibrators, empty bottles and rubbish everywhere. Ignoring it all, I pulled the lounge window right open and got the girls to climb out onto the roof of the flat below, which had an extended kitchen. Pulling the window shut behind me, I helped them down into the garden below and we ran out to my car, parked in the back street. I got the girls in, and we drove out of town, pulling into a lay-by after a few miles. I turned to the two girls. So far, we'd all been completely silent.

"What happened there?" I wondered out loud. "Our neighbours are all away, so who called the police?"

Em was the first to reply

"Maybe it was Nadia?" she said. "She was pretty annoyed not to win."

Lizzie was already fuming and dialling on her cellphone.

"Hello police?" she asked. "Yes, I'd like to report antisocial behaviour at a house party, out of town, I just saw a naked girl there really drunk."

She hung up

"It *must* have been the other group!" she stormed. "I'm so angry!"
Lizzie explained how she'd been kicked out of the other group and how Emily was a part of it, and they didn't really like each other any more.

"Hold on," I said. "So how does Heather know Emily?"


"Well, they have been spending some time together recently."

"Oh no..." said Em

I cottoned on at the same time

"I didn't see Heather tonight,"
"Me neither" said Lizzie

"The nearest police station is in town, right?" I said

Lizzie looked at me "Are you crazy? We are NOT going to get her"