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I can't wait to hear how the pizza delivery dare goes!
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12-09-2015, 11:00 PM | #78 |
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Here's another school dare for you. Put your egg in your pussy and turn it on low before leaving in the morning. Take your double dildo with you. Around the middle of the day, go to the bathroom.
While in the bathroom, remove all of your clothes. Sit on the toilet and start sucking on the dildo. Keep doing this until you can get all but 2 inches of it down your throat. You'll need that space to grab it, after all. Once that's done, move on to your ass. Keep fucking yourself until you can take all but 2 inches in your ass as well. Once you're done with that, redress (without your panties) and go back to class. On the way back, leave your panties somewhere very visible so someone else will find them later. |
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Hey, I have finished the dare and reported! Sorry I haven’t reported for several days, I haven’t been feeling well and came down with the flu. I’m still not feeling the best so I apologize. I was consumed by basketball practice nearly every day, but finally we had an early practice today, making this dare possible. Though it was 8pm when I finally got free time, I knew the YMCA was open until 9:30. I had to do it at an indoor facility since I live in the Midwest and it is already really cold up here. After getting home from practice, I packed a drawstring bag with my black top and bottom bikini swimsuit. I took a rinse under the shower to get rid of the sweat and dressed in skinny jeans and a red graphic t-shirt. I told my parents I was going to the Y and put on my lettermans jacket before heading out to my car and driving into the city, to the Y. It was only about a ten minute drive and I was actually looking forward to go for a dip in the water. It had been nearly half a year since I last remember swimming. I didn’t have a membership to the YMCA so I had to pay the $9 for a night pass. I peered through the large glass windows that were in the front lobby that showed the pool. There was about ten children there, a few teenagers, and a few adults in the pool. I’d estimate about 20 or 25 people in total along with three lifeguards, a young blonde lifeguard, and two brown-haired, young male lifeguards. I walked through the lobby, past the basketball courts and into to the female locker room. I was relieved to see it empty at the moment of entry. I knew I had to rush so I could avoid anybody seeing me. I set my bag on the bench in the middle of the locker room, removing my bikini and placing it on the bench. I shoved my bag inside an empty locker. I glanced around the locker room, watching the entrance and the door to the locker room, praying nobody would come through those doors. I could feel the butterflies fluttering, filled with nervousness but excited at the same time. The locker room consisted of a wall near the entrance door to block the view to the lockers upon entering. Behind the wall was where I was in which consisted of an area of lockers lining the wall with sinks towards the end. The sinks were on a wall and behind the wall were the showers and behind the showers was another wall the blocked the view of the showers from the entrance to the pool. I couldn’t stop looking at both ends of the locker room. I was worried someone would enter as soon as I had removed an article of clothing. Shaking nervously, I removed my shit first, exposing my bare breasts to the cold locker room air. I was extremely turned on by the naughty feeling I received. With my shirt off, there was no turning back. I hurriedly unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and slid them down and off my legs. My heart was pounding and my adrenaline was flowing. My nerves remained but were not evident as they were overcome by the excitement. I picked the black bikini bottoms up first. I was changing as fast as I could. I picked the bikini top up and covered my breasts with the cups before using the mirror to guide men to tie a knot in the back so the top sat snug on me. I was relieved. I had undressed and dressed in the the middle of the locker room without being seen. I gathered my shirt and jeans and tossed them in the locker with my bag and enclosed the locker with a lock. I made my way past the showers and around the wall, opening the big,metal door the led to the pool. As soon as I opened it, I was met with the warm, moist air along with the strong smell of chlorine. I wasn’t extremely nervous to give myself a wedgie but rather felt naughty and excited. The entire pool area contained a hot tub, a slide, and two large pools. The slide was in front of me and behind that was the hot tub. Next to the hot tub and the slide were the two pools, the farther ones with ropes for swim races and the front one being a more recreational pool containing a small lazy river, the slide, and a basketball hoop. There still were about twenty people in total. The felt the water with my feet and found it rather cold, maybe because I was still getting over the flu I had. I opted to use the hot tub instead. There were two older people in the hot tub, a couple, both who appeared to be in their 50s or 60s. Feeling awkward, I stepped into the hot, foamy water and took a seat on the opposite side of them. Before sitting down, I pulled up my bottoms, giving myself a wedgie that was quite uncomfortable. The wedgie road up my crack and folded inside showing plenty of my bare ass. I sat in the hot water with the jet blowing in my back for about five minutes. It was awkward since I was all alone with an odd, older couple who kept whispering to each other. Nevertheless, the water felt great, but after five minutes it was time to get out. I made sure that my ass was facing the older couple as I made my way up the steps and into the freezing cold air. The large wall clock showed that the pool would close in twenty minutes. I went from the hot tub to the cold pool water and began swimming. I wouldn’t really call it swimming, rather I just walked around, staying in the shallow end since the water went up to my waist and showed off my bare ass cheeks the best. I did this for nearly ten minutes, making sure to walk in front of other swimmers so if they looked in my direction, they could see my ass. With less than ten minutes remaining on the clock, most people were getting out of the pool and I decided to follow them. I exited the pool where I lifeguard stood with a lifeguard float. I felt naughty, turning my ass towards him and picking the wedgie from my buttcrack and adjusting my bottoms. I tried to act as casual as I could be though my face was a little red with humiliation. I adjusted my bottoms by pulling them down, exposing my buttcrack and a little area above my pussy that showed him I was cleanly shaven. I could not tell if he looked at me since he wore sunglasses but nevertheless, I was red with humiliation and I walked back to the locker room. I had left my towel in the locker room so the walk to the locker room was freezing. There were two girls who were showering when I entered but both had kept their swimsuits on. I passed them and unlocked my locker, drying off with the towel a bit. I was nervous. I slowly made my over to the showers gain, my feet making a plattering sound as they hit the wet floor. It had only been a few minutes since i got out of the pool and both girls were still showering. The shower area was encompassed by 4 dividers with shower heads in each section along with a curtain. Both girls were not using the curtain because they had no reason to, they were both clothed. I really really wanted to use the curtain. I was shaking and my gut doing flips. I took the first divider. The second divider was took by one girl while the forth was also occupied. I tried to be casual, like this was normal. It was hard to conceal my nerves and the humiliation that was expressed by my facial expressions. Once in the divider, I peeled off my wet bottoms and set them on the floor next to my towel outside the shower. I was shaking. The experience was indescribable. I felt naughty but was way too nervous to get an excitement out of the situation. Next, I untied my top and threw that next to the towel. Now I was bare naked, standing in a public shower, nervous as all Hell. There were two people behind me and that was all I could think about. I turned the shower dial to the left for hot water and the head began bursting out water on me, starting out cold but warming up quickly. It took every ounce to not give into my nerves. I don't know how many times I reached for the curtain to close it but fought away the action. I froze when the water stopped in the stall behind me. I kept the shower head on my feet as I watched and waited for the girl to pass. My heart and my head were racing and I felt uneasy. I was relieved as the girl walked out of the shower and past me without looking in my direction. Now there was only one more girl who had to finish up. I prayed that I would stay concealed and unseen. I continued to use the showerhead, showering my entire body with the warm water, waiting. Finally, after several minutes, I heard the water stop. I turned my water off as well but stayed in my cubicle which made it appear even more awkward. The young girl, who appeared to be my age, began walking my direction as I heard the platter of her feet on the wet floor. I was nervous again but I wasn’t lucky. My prayers did not come through. The girls met eyes with mine as she glanced at my bare naked body before quickly glancing away. My face was flushed red and my heart was no longer pounding. It had slowed down through the humiliation. I looked away, looking towards the wall, trying to avoid the humiliation that I could escape. I had had enough. Once the girl returned to the locker room, I exited the shower and wrapped a towel around my body before heading back to the locker room. Again, there was an awkward silence as the girl who had just saw me naked finished up changing her clothes as well. Again, acting casual as I could, though my face showed otherwise, I dropped the wet towel on the floor and stood naked next to the young girl again. We were the only ones in the locker room and it was silent and awkward. I kept my back to her, only giving her the view of my bare ass if she so happened to look. I removed my jeans from my locker and slid them over my bare skin before sliding on my shirt. Humiliated, I did not want to wait around any longer, I booked it out of there and away from the humiliating experience. I’m sorry I didn’t necessarily “expose” myself purposely to anyone in the showers but cubicles kind of made it hard to do that and my nerves had overcome me. I probably could have bent down when the second girl had walked past me and saw me but I was way too nervous to quickly act upon it. Nevertheless, I still was humiliated by the whole experience.
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I unbuttoned a button at the bottom of the shirt that exposed a little bit of my belly though the shirt was tucked in. I only had two buttons buttoned now and they were the two most important buttons, the one below my breasts and the one over my breasts. I looked weird and didn’t like it. I looked sloppy with the three buttons unbuttoned. After lunch, the next question didn’t come until seventh hour. I was asked if I was done with my project by the teacher, in which nI was not. I replied that I wasn’t done but I was close and he let it slide. After a few minutes passed, I dismissed myself to the bathroom. I wanted to make the dare a little more interesting. I wasn’t in the bathroom to use the bathroom, but rather to remove my bra. I took a stall and unbuttoned my blouse all the way. Reaching my hand behind my back, I messed with the hooks until I unhooked the bra, setting my tiny breasts free. I folded the bra in two and stuffed it in my purse before buttoning the same two buttons and leaving the stall. Before heading back to the classroom, I checked myself out in the mirror With my bra off, my breasts did not appear to be as big though more of the top of my breasts were exposed but the button had concealed them well. For what I could recall, I was not asked another question during school. After school, my friend asked me if I could take her home but I told her I could. At home, I was asked by my dad if I was feeling better in which I said yes to as well. The next question I was asked came much later at night when another friend had asked me if I was going to Taco Bell after the game. I replied no and went to the bathroom and removed my orange panties, putting them with my bra in the purse before returning to the game. Finally, the final question I was asked was if I could take someone home in which I agreed to as well. I hope you enjoy the report. I really enjoyed the dare, it was creative and I certainly had to keep my mind clear so I would catch all the questions I was asked. I had to think before answering each question and though I looked like a slob with buttons unbuttoned all over my blouse, it was a fun dare.
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I walked into the mall, my pussy already dripping wet from the humiliation on the bus. The mall was quite busy since it was approaching the holidays. Our mall isn’t huge, but consists of one large strip of about 30 or 40 stores, including a very small food court. I knew I had needed a few basketball shorts since I only had a few, I had asked for them for Christmas, but I decided I would get a few while shopping anyway. I went into the Nike outlet that was near the front entrance. I picked out a few black shorts along with a pair of blue shorts. Though I didn’t need to try them on, I went into the dressing room anyway. Once in the dressing room, I didn’t bother trying the shorts on, I knew they would fit me. Instead, I sat down on the wood bench and lifted my skirt up. I began rubbing my already wet pussy through my panties, working softly around my clit in a circular motion with my hand. The feeling of masturbating in public really turned me on, even if I was concealed inside a dressing room. I was already really horny and wet so it was not long before I was reaching a climax. I tried to ride the climax to the very end, pulling away at the last second as I gripped my fists tight and cocked my head backwards trying to refrain from orgasming with all my strength. With one edge completed, I left the dressing room and checked out. Now with a bag in hand, I began walking down the strip again. I couldn’t think of anything I needed until I got into Aeropostale and decided I could use a few more socks. I picked out a few Christmas themed socks with snowflakes, reindeer, penguins, and snowmen along with one pair of grey knee-high socks. I also found a cute, light blue top with a penguin graphic on it. With the items in hand, I had a worker unlock a dressing room for me. Again, I did not need to try anything, rather I just wanted to use the dressing room for a place to edge again. I sat down on the small bench inside and began biting my lip as I raised up my skirt and placed my hand on my panties. I could already feel that the panties were damp. Using the same technique as before, I began rubbing my pussy, favoring my clit. My mind was strictly concentrated on not making an noise. I was pretty good at masturbating without make noises since I had been doing it for nearly two years since I always had to be quiet while my brother and sister’s rooms were right next to mine. Already really horny, it took only about a minute before I got close to an orgasm and pulled away and concentrated on refraining from orgasming until I got to an edge. With my second edge, I put my skirt back down and left the dressing room and checked out. Now I was carrying around two bags and I wasn’t close to being done shopping. My next stop was American Eagle. I wasn’t planning on getting anything but since I was horny, I had “sexy” on my mind. I decided to get a few pairs of thongs since my thong collection was at a small at only two pairs. They were at 4 for $27.50 so, of course, I picked out four of them. I also grabbed a pair of jeans, just as an excuse to get a changing room. The cashier unlocked the changing room and I entered, assuming the same position on the small bench. I raised up my skirt and began rubbing my soaking wet pussy through my panties. The juices were already beginning to soak through the cotton and was visible from the outside. I didn’t try on the jeans, rather I just sat there and masturbated myself to my third edge before leaving the changing room. I put the jeans back but checked out with the thongs. I now had four new pair. A light pink pair with white lace around the waistband, a dark blue pair with light blue lace around the waistband, a solid black pair, and a solid purple string thong. I felt like I had spent enough money since my costs at the bus and the three stores had totaled well above $100. Nevertheless, I still had to edge twice more in two different changing rooms. My next store I went into was Forever 21. I refrained from buying anything but picked out a few tops to try on in the dressing room. This time, I did not need a worker to unlock a room since they were open. I entered in an empty room, setting the shirts down on the bench and sitting down next to them. I lifted up my skirt and viewed my bright green panties. You could tell exactly where my crotch was as the juices had left a visible stain on the outside. With my legs spread, I began rubbing myself, keeping my lip bit and my mind concentrated on keeping all the noises in since people were in the changing rooms next to me. This certainly made me feel naughty and much more horny as I managed an edge quite quickly. My pussy was beginning to complain though. It begged for an orgasm and I couldn’t wait to get on the bus. I could feel a massive orgasm brewing inside me after four edges and I still had one more edge to complete before I would get back on the bus! The next and final store I went to was JC-Penny. Again, I had no intention of buying anything since I had already spent enough money at the other stores. Nevertheless, I looked around at the clothing, choosing a few tops to take with me to the dressing room so it would appear that I was actually going in there to try on tops. All the dressing rooms were empty around me so I took the last room in the row. Once seated on the small bench, I lifted my skirt up again, checking out my panties. The small wet stain had now grown and was quite visible. Placing my hand on the stain, I found my small clit, and began rubbing my clit in a circular motion. I was not as worried about keeping too quiet now. Nobody was around and the changing rooms were stuck in the back corner of the store. Nevertheless, I kept quiet but I wasn’t as worried. I didn’t bite my lip this time, instead, I let out my soft gasps and moans as I worked my hand faster and faster while I approached a climax. As soon as I was very close, I let my hands off, clenched them into fists and closed my eyes to try and think of something that was non-sexual to refrain from orgasming so I could complete the edge. After completing the final edge, I left the changing room, my panties now wetter than ever and my pussy begging badly for an orgasm. It was now time to head back to the bus stop. I was no longer empty handed as I had three bags and my purse. I could have tossed the bags back into my car but I had a plan. I waited patiently on the bus stop bench, lonesome. I was anxious for what was to come and it felt like the bus took forever but after about a little less than ten minutes, I saw the bus come around the corner. Anxious, I stood up and waited as the bus halted to a stop. I let the three people off the bus first before getting on. The bus driver nodded to me, perhaps giving me a gesture that he recognized me and was saying hello. I smiled at him and paid him a few dollars that would get me around the block again. We would be on the same route as before. The route was four stops in total, the fourth being where I had started at the mall and would be about a twenty-five minute ride. That meant I had twenty-five minutes to reach two orgasms. I’m not going to lie but as horny as I was feeling, I was actually quite nervous. I hated orgasming in public but felt it would be better to do it around people I don’t know. As I entered, I surveyed the bus. There was only a total of three people on it, including me. In the front of the bus sat a young, maybe early twenties, black man who had his headphones in. In the middle of the bus sat a middle-aged woman, maybe mid thirties. She had dark brown hair and seemed to be upset about something. She kept her head down most of the bus ride until she got off and she just seemed like she was having a bad day, anyway, I took a seat in the back of the bus. The seats faced the front of the bus and I sat in the second row so I would have the first row of seats as protection. Once seated, I knew I was on a time limit and that I should take advantage of the lack of people on the bus. I set my bags on the seat next to me and took the seat closest to the window. This gave me added protection from anyone that may look my way. Once seated, I reached up my skirt and slowly pulled my wet panties off, sliding them over my shoes and resting them on the ground. They were certainly wet, soaked in my juices. I could feel a tingling wave cross up my spine. I loved the feeling. It made my adrenaline begin to rush and made me even hornier. I glanced around the bus. The man in front had no intentions of looking behind him and the woman kept her head down. It was time for me to begin. I bite my lip hard, clenched my left hand into a tight fist, slouched down in the chair, arching my back a bit, as I started to rub my small clit. Like any girl, my clit was extremely sensitive and I loved it. I was literally sweating as I rubbed myself. I was nervous about letting out any sounds or showing any facial expressions that would make it suspicious that I was masturbating. I started off slowly. My pussy had been begging for an orgasm since the first edge and it wasn’t look before I was approaching a climax. My body grew tense and I was now sweating profusely. Beads of sweat rolled down my face as the knot in my stomach tightened. I couldn’t control my facial expressions as the pleasure was way too much. I began rubbing faster and faster as I got closer. My head cocked back, my mouth opened and I let out a somewhat loud gasp for air as I orgasmed, my hand getting covered in more juices. I frantically looked around. I could see the bus driver through the mirror and he was still looking forward. The woman still kept her head down and the man with the headphones was still looking ahead and probably couldn’t hear my sexual gasp anyway. My fingers were wet, my juices spread across my inner thighs and I was still trying to regain my composure. I decided to let myself calm down a bit and just relax until the first bus stop. As I waited, I kept my hand on my dripping wet pussy, softly running my fingers over my labia as I let an orgasm begin to build again. My mind was racing and I felt naughtier than ever! The bus stopped at the first bus stop after a few minutes, no one got on and no one got off, it was still just the three of us on the bus. I worked my nerves up a little as I started again, this time slipping a finger inside my tight, wet pussy. I now rubbed my thumb in a circular motion across my clit as my index finger slowly thrust in and out of my tight pussy. Having already orgasm, the next orgasm actually took a little while to come up. By the time I was approaching a climax, my finger and thumb were exhausted and soaked. Again, as I worked my hand quicker, I clenched my fist tighter, I could feel my toes curl, my head cocked back, my mouth open, and I closed my eyes tight as I reached another orgasm, this time letting out a much louder moan. I instantly opened my eyes and looked around. The girl kept her head down, the man stared ahead unable to hear with his music, but I caught the bus driver watch me through the mirror. This made my face become dark red. I quickly looked out the window to avoid his gaze. A tingling sensation remained throughout my body. I felt naughty and certainly humiliated now that I knew the bus driver had heard my moan. The bus was silent and was completely silent when I had let go my second orgasm. Though the moan was not very loud, it was certainly audible. To avoid more humiliation, I began playing on my phone. My mind was racing. I was pondering if the bus driver had thought maybe something is wrong with me. This was the second time I was riding his bus and I was riding it in a circle once again and to top off any suspicion he had of me, he now had just heard me moan! It was certainly a relief when we got back to the mall and I got off the bus, leaving my soaked panties on the bus. The thought of letting some other man find my panties turned me on and gave me that naughty feeling I craved. I was still wet when I returned to my and set my purse in the passenger seat and the shopping bags in the back before getting in a driving home. I hope you enjoy my report as much as I enjoyed the dare! Thank you and let me know if you have any question and what you think!
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I dare you to take a pie and pie yourself in the face in public.(School, mall,etc.) Write a report please
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I was excited but extremely nervous at the same time. The knot grew as tight as it could in my stomach. I hide myself from view of the front window and paced back and forth in my living room waiting for the doorbell. The doorbell rung. I froze and took a deep breath. I tried to mask my nerves as I went towards the door. Turning the knob, I saw the young man holding the pizza bag. I smiled at him as I opened the door. He was a young man, maybe early twenties with blonde hair and a small blonde beard. He looked discouraged, like he was either having a bad day or he just hated his job. I hope I made his day a little better! The nerves were now brushed aside. He glanced at my body as I stood in the doorway, my hands holding the front of the towel closed. I was completely covered, the only thing showing were my smooth legs. The man seemed nervous as well or at least a little timid. He smiled back at me but looked down at his feet as soon as he had took a glance at me. I was just as nervous as him, if not more. The man gave me my total of $14 and I nodded my head. My face was red and I hadn’t even dropped the towel yet. I turned around, walking towards the couch and I grabbed my purse. With my purse in one hand, I used my other hand to hold the towel closed. I struggled to get a twenty out of my purse with only one hand but once I did, I quickly handed it to him. I could feel my stomach doing flips. As I handed him the twenty, I “accidentally” let go of the towel with my other hand to reach for the pizza that he was grabbing from the bag. My face grew redder and I felt an exciting rush go through my body. I flung my purse to the ground and grabbed my towel that lay at my feet, quickly covering myself back up. I apologized to the man multiple times, who just grinned slightly. He was looking at his feet, probably not wanting to look rude for looking at my naked body. Completely humiliated, I told him to keep the change as a tip. Holding the pizza in one hand as the other hand held the towel over my breasts, leaving my crotch still in view, I dropped the towel again and used my free hand to quickly shut the door. I’m wet from just thinking about it. It was a great, humiliating, but fun experience!
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hope you are comfortable with it, if not let me know. Than i can change it a little bit. Start at the evening before you go to bed. 1: play with your nipples till you edge. 2: pull your thong off and stuff it into your pussy, and a buttplug in your ass. 3: melt an ice cube on your clit/pussy. You may go to sleep now with the plug and thong inside all night. If you wake up during the night no matter what reason you masturbate and cum first before you go back to sleep. When you wake up in the morning you may take the plug out And the thong, but you have to wear the thong backwards the whole day. During the day you have to masturbate and cum on 4 different (public) locations. • One time you must be full naked and at least 10 steps away from all your clothes. • One time you have to keep your eyes closed till you cum. • One time you have to spank your ass first 10x • One time you are free to do what you want. When you come home you have to masturbate a 5th time. But this time you have to use the first item you see/find that starts with the letter W or J While you use it you have to sniff your worn thong. * bonus rules: every time you have to pee, edge first. Every time you masturbate you have to stuff the thong and buttplug (except the 5th time were you have to sniff the thong) |
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I kept my mind focused, continuing to rub my clit though I didn’t necessarily need to. The 6th edge was certainly not pleasant. As soon as I pulled my hand away, I could feel myself on the very brim of orgasming. I closed my legs, shaking my legs, and contracting my muscles until I calmed down a bit and completed the 6th edge. The 7th edge came within seconds of the 6th. I could tell my pussy was striving for a massive orgasm that had now brewed. I slowed down my rubbing, trying to think of non-sexual things to calm myself down. It somewhat helped and I managed to get an 8th orgasm before continuing right away. There was no stopping with the egg continually vibrating. By the 9th edge, my pussy was exhausted. All it wanted was an orgasm. The tenth edge was by far the hardest. I was beginning to get drained as well and I nearly orgasmed but contracted my muscles hard and managed to save myself. It took all the urge not to rub myself to an orgasm afterwards. I can feel the orgasm still built up inside me from all the edging but I think I’ll save it until later. It was certainly a challenge and I thank you!
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Thank your for your dare, I had great fun doing it. To begin, I stripped naked after returning to my room from the shower. I lay out on my bed, my knees bent, my legs spread wide. I closed my eyes, and began to rub my clit with my right hand as my other hand was used to insert two fingers inside me. With my eyes closed, I began thrusting my fingers back and forth as my other hand rubbed my clit in a circular motion. I already had been horny before beginning to masturbate so within a minute, my pussy was discharging its juices all over my fingers. I kept my eyes closed as I went, each time, getting close to an orgasm, tensing up , and pulling away at the last second as I fought of the urge of the orgasm. I managed to complete 5 edges quite easily. I was dripping wet, my hands were soaked in my sex and my thighs were covered with my sex. I could feel the large orgasm that had brewed inside me from the edges as it begged to be released. Hornier and now dripping wet, I retrieved the largest dildo I had from beneath my bed. With the dildo in hand, I slowly worked it inside my tight, wet pussy. It went in dry but lubed up with my juices as I slid it in. Though I had fucked myself with the dildo on numerous occasions, my pussy was still stretched with every use. I was quite tight and I didn’t need to squeeze my pelvic muscles much but I did anyway. I was a little tired from practice but I knew squats wouldn’t kill me. Standing up, I spread my legs a bit past my shoulders, placing my hands on the back of my head as I began to squat. Each time, I tried to do the perfect squat, holding it for a few seconds before returning to the standing position. I counted aloud as I squatted. I was doing fine though I could feel the dildo slipping with every squat. Finally, at 21 squats, it fell from my pussy. I stopped and picked the dildo up, returning it to my snug, wet pussy that now gaped slightly. With the dildon in again, I finished the rest of the squats without dropping it though the way it was slipping, I was sure it would have fell out after 5 or ten more squats. My legs were a little tired but I was quite conditioned with squats so I was alright. I lay back on my bed, this time with my hitachi wand in hand. My siblings were in their rooms so I kept the wand on low so it would not be as loud. I had already had an orgasm stored away and begging to come out after the edges so the hitachi wand did not take long. After one or two minutes, I my head flew back, my back arched, my hands clenched the sheets, and I kicked my legs as I orgasmed violently, moaning quite loud as I reached the climax. This worried me a bit since I was unsure my siblings heard and I covered myself up with my comforter.Though I cam, I kept the hitachi wand pressed tightly on my clit, moving it in a slight circular motion. I had only dropped the dildo once so I counted aloud quietly to 60 seconds. The wand was only annoying during that minute, since I had already cam. It didn’t provide much pleasure as the orgasm. My pussy was exhausted from the orgasm and I was not close to reaching another orgasm in that minute. Thank you for the dare, I enjoyed it!
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Lia Female, 5'7", 118 lbs, Brunette, Bisexual I do not have a Master nor do I want one. I'm a blogger! Follow my life through my blog! I blog about sex, dares, advice, and life events! My Blog 7/8/16 <3 "Everyone comes with scars but you can love them away!"
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Thank you for the dare, it was certainly a challenge. With every step of the day, I received pleasure. I never thought I’d say this but the pleasure actually became annoying to me. It was a different experience to sit around and talk with relatives as my pussy was dripping wet and horny! Sorry for the late report, the internet was down yesterday.
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Lia Female, 5'7", 118 lbs, Brunette, Bisexual I do not have a Master nor do I want one. I'm a blogger! Follow my life through my blog! I blog about sex, dares, advice, and life events! My Blog 7/8/16 <3 "Everyone comes with scars but you can love them away!"
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12-27-2015, 08:44 AM | #90 |
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Hello! I have been following your posts and have enjoyed then and now have a dare of my own that involves a couple of your likes! I want you to go to the mall and while in your car put the vibrating egg in your pussy and then drink 32 ounces of water you are then two orgasm in a changing room and then go to a water fountain and drink for 15 seconds before going to another changing room orgasming there. Once you have came in two changing rooms you are to drink of the same water fountain for 15 more seconds, once that is complete you may pee. Failure will result in a punishment. Twist would be if you have a friend meet you at the mall
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