Loading...Jessica and Travis had known each other for a couple of weeks and were developing a flirtatious relationship. It wasn’t too serious yet, but their tantalizing and sexy interaction was starting to build. He had just invited her over to his beach house for the first time. He, also, mentioned to her that he had something daring and sexy planned. This peaked her curiosity. When she arrived, Travis gave her a friendly, affectionate hug and welcomed her in.
“Hey there, hot stuff,” Jessica said playfully. “Ready to hit the beach?”
“More than ever. You ready to get a great tan?”
“Yep, I brought my bikini.”
“Great! Don’t keep me in suspense. Let’s see it.”
Jessica readily obliged as she wiggled her hips and slid out of her shorts and shirt revealing a cute string bikini with pink and white stripes. She was hoping he would approve. Her sandy-colored hair cascaded in waves to her shoulders with slight natural curl. Her green eyes flashed as she waited for his reaction.
“Lookin’ good,” Travis replied, “but I thought you wanted to get a good tan?”
Jessica had her hands on her hips and tilted her head slightly. “I’m not sure I’m following you…wait a minute…this doesn’t have anything to do with this dare you were talking about does it?”
“Now that you mention it, I did have something a little more… revealing in mind for you.”
She raised an eyebrow. “More revealing than a string bikini?”
Travis dug into his back pocket and presented her with two tiny, black pieces of fabric.
“What is that?” she enquired raising her eyebrow even more.
“It’s what they call a wicked weasel bikini. Sexiest swimwear in the world.”
“Umm, it looks more like an eye-patch if you ask me. There’s no way I’m putting that on.”
“Ah, come on, Jess,” he pleaded. “We’re at a remote location on this beach. No one comes out this way. It will be just you and me.” She still refused but he was persistent and continued to coax her.
“Okay, if I agree to this then there has to be something in return – meaning that I get to pick a dare for you.”
“All you have to do is name it,” he replied with a big grin. The chance of seeing Jessica in the world’s smallest bikini would be worth almost anything.
“I can’t think of anything off the top of my head but I’m sure I’ll come up with something.” She went into his room to change and several minutes later, shyly slinked out. She was greeted with a loud whistle from Travis. The bikini left very little to the imagination. Jessica was glad she kept her private area closely trimmed because the tiny triangle of fabric was only a few inches wide and just barely enough to keep things covered. Her perfectly round ass was in full view with nothing but a string in the back. The top wasn’t any better. It was just enough to cover her nipples but the tightness of the strings somehow managed to support her ample boobs causing them to thrust forward and appear to defy gravity.
“Oh, DAMN, you’ve got a banging bod!” Travis admired with his jaw nearly hitting the floor.
Jessica couldn’t help but feel self-conscious. For one, she felt like she was about five pounds overweight but Travis thought she was perfect. Those few extra pounds were in all the right places – mainly in her boobs and accentuating her feminine curves. Her shiny bellybutton ring coupled with the barely-there bikini drove Travis absolutely crazy. He would love to throw her on the bed and fuck her brains out now but he was enjoying the anticipation of their first sexual encounter and letting things happen slowly.
Once outside, they spent an hour on the sand sunning themselves on large towels. Jessica was enjoying the warmth of the sun on her nearly naked body. Travis’s eyes roamed her erotic form hungrily. She had to admit, she enjoyed that as well. He was a bronze Adonis with a body she’d always fantasized about. He had nicely rounded pecs, six-pack abs, and well-defined biceps that she’d love to find herself wrapped in. His torso was completely shaved, which worked well with his physique.
Jessica was glad no one had decided to take a stroll by their secluded spot. She was almost starting to get comfortable with her lack of attire. After an hour, they went down to the water and started splashing and chasing each other in the waves. Travis enjoyed watching her melons bounce in her tight, skimpy top. Her glistening, wet, curvaceous body was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.
Travis, unexpectedly, started walking up the beach. He turned to Jessica and said, “Come with.”
“Where are we going?”
“We’re going to take a walk.”
“Uh-uh. No way. There’s a crowded public beach less than a mile from here.”
“Well, actually that’s the second part of your dare – to see if you can walk through a public area in the world’s skimpiest bikini. It’ll be therapeutic and help you conquer those insecurities.”
“I don’t consider myself all that insecure, but this wicked bikini or whatever you call it crosses the line. I could get arrested in this thing. Let’s just go inside.”
“Well, darlin’, you don’t have a choice in the matter.” Travis twirled his house keys on his finger. “The only way you’re getting back in is if you take that walk with me.”
Jessica folded her arms over her voluptuous breasts. “Nope. Game over. Now let’s go inside so I can get some clothes on.”
“If you don’t come with me, you don’t get your clothes or your car keys. I bet you could get free cab fare dressed like that,” he joked. Travis made his way back to the house and she marched after him. He sprinted the last twenty yards and she made a mad rush to catch up. The door shut and locked before she got there.
Jessica pounded on the door. “Let me in, Travis,” she said through clenched teeth.
He opened the door a crack but it was chained. “Sorry, but you won’t finish my challenge so you can’t come in. I’m calling one of my buddies to come pick you up and give you a ride home. He’ll LOVE that!”
Jessica heard him pick up the phone and start dialing. “Wait! Don’t do that.” She put her head against the door and sighed. “Okay, I’ll walk up the damn beach with you.”
Travis opened the door and put his arm around her as they started walking. “I’m glad you finally succumbed to reason.”
“I’ll have you know that payback’s a bitch,” she sulked.
They started their stroll along the water. After five minutes they started passing other people out enjoying the sun. Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing to gawk at Jessica. This bikini made her feel more naked than if she were wearing nothing at all. It was designed to draw attention to her most intimate parts.
“Do you realize there is probably a hundred times the fabric in your board shorts than there is in this thing you’ve got me in?” she complained. “I don’t find that fair at all.”
“Hey, it’s a man’s world. It’s the way it should be.”
She rolled her eyes. Soon they reached a busy public area. She had the captive attention of every single male on the beach. Even the women watched her intently – some with envy, some with jealousy, and even a few with desire. One guy jogged by and turned around ten yards after passing them. He slowed down to walk their pace as if that was part of his original plan. The man was apparently mesmerized by the rhythmic up and down motion of Jessica’s bare ass cheeks as she walked.
She had hoped that she wouldn’t be the only one in such a revealing state but that wasn’t the case. Jessica saw a few string bikinis but they were conservative compared to what she was wearing. She was clearly becoming a spectacle of attention.
Two boys, about twelve, watched dumbfounded with their jaws dropped. They were unable to keep their thoughts to themselves. “Whoah, did you see that!”
“Holy shit, I can see her ass!” his friend replied out loud.
“Okay, I’m going back now,” Jessica informed Travis with annoyance.
“Wait, some buddies of mine are right over there. I want you to meet them.”
Jessica let a small whimper escape her lips as two of Travis’s friends approached.
“Where did you find this catch?” one of his friends asked as he looked Jessica up and down admiringly. They introduced themselves and Jessica gave them a shy hello. They continued to make small-talk with her but it seemed they were mainly talking to her tits and ass, rarely looking her in the eyes. She could tell that Travis was enjoying the awkward exchange as he had a shit-eating grin on his face the whole time. Jessica kept her hands clasped in front of her trying hide the small triangle of fabric located between her legs. This only succeeded in making her look even more provocative as her arms were pressing her boobs tightly together.
His friends finally left after what seemed like an agonizing eternity for Jessica. One turned back and said, “It was a pleasure meeting you, darlin.'” She gave him a small unconvincing wave.
“Can we go now?” she pleaded.
When they got back inside Travis’s house, he approached Jessica and put his hands on her hips, pulling her close to him. “Now that wasn’t so bad was it?” He started tugging at the thin string of her bikini bottoms. “You know, I’m dying to see what’s underneath this.” The sexual tension between the two of them had reached a climax and he was ready to deliver on it.
Jessica pushed his hands away and said with a naughty voice, “No-no. Before you get what you want, you have to perform a dare for me.”
“Okay, just tell me and we’ll get on with it.”
“I’ll come back over tomorrow and then tell you.”
Travis groaned. “I can’t wait till then!”
“You’re going to have to find a way. See you then.” She slid back into her clothes, gave him a small kiss on the lips and left.
When Jessica arrived the next day she got out of her car wearing only the pink and white string bikini that she had initially planned to wear the day before. She pranced up to Travis and gave him a playful kiss.
“Where’s that little number I gave you to wear yesterday?” he asked.
“Not today. It’s your turn. Are you ready for your dare?”
“Why do I have the sinking feeling I’m going to regret this.”
Jessica rummaged through her beach bag and pulled out a men’s lime-green G-string. “Ta-daaa!” She giggled.
“Uhhh, no. Nada. No way.”
“Oh, come on it’s only fair.”
“First of all, there’s a big difference between a girl wearing a g-string and a guy. It’s more common for girls to be seen in them.”
“Oh, stop it with the double-standard. After what you made me wear yesterday in front of the general public, I think it’s time for you to deliver. And don’t forget,” she said naughtily and whispered in his ear, “if you complete your dare, you’ll get exactly what you’ve been waiting for.”
Travis thought it over. There was a good chance that no one would come this far up the beach. His horniness for Jessica was worth the risk so he finally agreed with reluctance.
After he changed, Jessica gave her approval. “Woo-hoo, baby, I think I’m going to drown in a puddle of drool!” She walked a circle around him to check him out more thoroughly and patted his bare ass. His body was everything she’d hoped it would be. She knew he had been a quarterback and competitive swimmer back in college. His time as an athlete had sculpted his body into a work of art.
He wasn’t comfortable being on display, even if it was just for Jessica. On the bright side, he would be able to get a more complete tan with it. “Alright, let’s get this over with.”
When they were on the beach, Jessica was relentless with the teasing comments. Travis was starting to get annoyed but knew he had to put up with it and had it coming after yesterday.
“Okay, I won’t tease anymore. I don’t want you grumpy with me. Here, let me put some lotion on your back.” Travis was on his stomach and Jessica started applying it liberally. She straddled him to get a better angle and her crotch was pressed right up against his ass as she massaged. He felt a soft warmth through her bikini, which was sensational as he felt gentle thrusts against his rear following the motions of her massage. After a few minutes she dismounted and started working the lotion on his butt cheeks.
“Umm, you don’t have to do that,” Travis said.
“We don’t want your bum to get burned now do we?” Jessica giggled and continued to massage letting her fingers glide along his crack. Travis’s heart started racing.
“Now roll over.”
Travis laughed. “I think I’m capable of doing my front.”
“No, I want to,” she said in an almost commanding voice.
Travis obeyed and Jessica started with his legs, working her delicate hands slowly up his thighs. Her hand lightly brushed by his balls, which were now filled to capacity with all the pent up anticipation of having sex with this woman. He felt a firmness forming in the pouch of the G-string. To his surprise, she straddled him in order to rub his chest with lotion. The front of her bikini was pressed up against his growing manhood. The warmth he felt from her earlier now felt hot and moist underneath the thin fabric of her bikini.
After several long and exhilarating minutes she dismounted. “Oh, my,” she said. “Do we have a visitor?” His prick was pressing skyward as it filled the remaining contours of the bright green pouch.
“If you don’t stop with the teasing, I’m going to have to rape you right here on the beach.”
“Now we can’t have that. We’re not finished with our dare yet.”
“I fulfilled my end of the bargain,” Travis replied. “We’ve been out here for hours so let’s go inside.”
“But don’t you remember, the dare comes in two parts like we did yesterday. Now we have to take our walk along the beach,” Jessica said with an evil grin.
Travis laughed at her. “You’re crazy if you think I’m going in public like this. See-ya inside.”
Jessica followed him in with a pout. He approached her and pulled her towards him. “Come on, baby, don’t get moody on me.” He tickled her until she laughed. He started playing with the ties of her bikini. He tried to pull and untie it but she had it double-knotted. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
“You’re not getting any until we even the score. You haven’t fulfilled your end of the bargain.” She had a hard time turning down his advances. She wanted his body, which was now completely bronzed from a day in the sun. The contrast of his tan against the neon-green G-string was exciting to her. She hungered for the hunk of meat that was bulging in his pouch but she refused to give in.
“Okay,” Travis said, “just pick something else to complete this deal. I can’t go up the beach like this. I know too many of those people and they’ll never let me hear the end of it. Just come up with something else.”
She thought it over for a moment and then came up with an idea. “I’ll be right back. Let me get something from my car.” When she returned, she was carrying an overnight bag. Travis got his hopes up thinking she was planning to spend the night with him. She started rummaging through her bag.
“Here we go.” She presented a pair of lacy panties to Travis with a wicked smile. “Your task is to wear these all day long tomorrow. If you succeed, you’ll get your prize tomorrow night.”
“Tomorrow night! I can’t wait that long.” Travis had been saving up for his first encounter with Jessica so it would be explosive. He’d even refrained from jacking-off for the past week. Now he had to spend another night with blue balls.
“That’s the deal or nothing at all,” she replied.
He stared at the panties dubiously. “This lace is going to hurt, rubbing against my stuff all day long. Don’t you have anything else?”
“Hmm, let me think. Ooh, let’s try these.” She tossed him a pair of pristine white, satin G-strings. He was glad there wasn’t any lace on them, which was way too feminine for him. He wasn’t wild about the tiny one-inch bow with a decorative diamond on the front. Unfortunately, these were even skimpier than the lace ones. He wasn’t sure he’d be able to squeeze his penis into them even if it was soft. The satin, however, might be more comfortable than lace rubbing him all day long. Weighing his options, he reluctantly took the white G-string from her.
“Make sure you wear them all day long. I might make a surprise visit tomorrow so you better have them on. If not, then the bet’s off.”
Jessica’s brother was away for the summer and left his beach home for her to use, which was about five miles from Travis’s place. She called him the next day and asked him to meet her there at 9pm. “Don’t forget your panties,” she reminded.
Travis made sure he played by all of Jessica’s rules. He was anticipating the fuck of his life and didn’t want to miss out on it. The tightness underneath his clothes was uncomfortable and took some getting used to, but he dealt with it. When he arrived at Jessica’s, he was surprised to see that she had four friends with her – all sexy and dressed provocatively. They were a montage of hot pants, miniskirts, bare midriffs and tight tops.
Travis was surprised to see that Jessica wasn’t alone so he played along. “This is a pleasant surprise. I wasn’t expecting to see so many lovely ladies here all dressed to the nines.”
“We’ve been out clubbing.” Jessica flashed him a sexy smile. “Hated to leave so early but I wanted my friends to meet you.”
Jessica looked the sexiest he’d ever seen her – except for the day she wore that micro bikini. She wore a tight, black miniskirt that left her luscious thighs on full display. It sat low on her hips leaving a generous view of her lovely, soft midriff. A glint of light danced off her shiny belly button ring causing Travis’s heart to skip a beat. The miniskirt had a low slung belt with a large, silver buckle that sat just above her most treasured region. Her top was purple with black swirls and tied at her breasts. It was tight, showing off the fullness of her delicious melons. The top had full sleeves that reached her wrists, which brought a hint of elegance to her slutty attire. The outfit was completed with a sexy, black choker.
Her friends looked equally stunning. Tiffany was a tan blonde who had a Scandinavian look about her. She had turned a pair of low-rise jeans into cutoffs that were cut so short that her ass cheeks were practically hanging out the back. The shorts were so tight that she was apparently unable to button them. The inch of open zipper displayed a little V, which left Travis fantasizing about what was beyond. Her white T-shirt was equally short and barely contained her plentiful rack. The words ‘Too Sexy’ were displayed over her knockers in large, shimmering, pink letters. Travis noticed how Tiffany kept trying to make eye contact with him while giving him a ‘come-hither’ look.
The bubbly red-head was Caitlin. She was wearing a bright green party dress that was snug and conformed to her shapely figure. If it had been any shorter she’d be flashing her panties for the world to see. What captured Travis’s attention the most was the large, oval opening in the middle of the dress, which left her beautiful and lightly tanned tummy on full display. Caitlin always seemed to be on the verge of a giggle-fit and kept giving Travis naughty glances as if she had some dirty secret that she was dying to share.
Erica was a raven-haired beauty that exuded confidence. Her shiny, black shorts were the shortest Travis had ever seen in his life. In fact, they looked closer to bikini bottoms, barely two inches wide at the hip. He thought that was exactly what they were until he saw a pink string peaking above the shorts revealing that she had panties hidden underneath. They seemed very risqué even for the club scene. Her pink top, although only covering her breasts, had a swank look about it. It had full coverage all the way to her neck except for a diagonal opening, which revealed an exciting view of her cleavage. She had an intense gaze that was unsettling to Travis – almost as if she could see to the depths of his soul.
The final member of the group was Rebecca. She was a desirable brunette with a thoughtful and studious look about her. She wore glasses, which gave her an intelligent appearance, but that didn’t detract from her sexiness. They actually added to her allure. Her hair was up in a ponytail with stray locks dangling by her ears. She wore knee-high boots that must have taken an hour to lace up. A short, plaid miniskirt and white blouse tied up in the front made her look like a naughty catholic school girl. She seemed to be undressing Travis with her eyes and thoughtful expression.
Jessica started serving drinks to everyone and the other girls wasted no time flirting with Travis. Jessica didn’t seem to mind that he was getting all this attention from her sexy friends. In fact, she joined in with the play. Travis was wearing a Hawaiian shirt over Bermuda shorts. Jessica lifted his shirt to show him off to her friends. “Check out these abs, girls.”
Her friends voiced their approval. A few of them ran their fingers down the ridges of his firm stomach. Travis felt awkward about this kind of attention. Tiffany asked, “Can we see more?”
“Sure,” Jessica replied as she proceeded to unbutton his shirt without his consent.
Travis gently grabbed her hands and gave her a half-smile, “Why don’t we save it for later, Jess. This is a little bit awkward.”
“Oh, don’t be a wuss, Travis,” Jessica chastised, “we’re half-dressed. Just give us a peak at those man-muscles.” She finished unbuttoning his shirt and seductively slid it off his shoulders. Travis gave a weak smile as the girls gave their admiring approval.
“What would it take to get him out of his shorts?” Caitlin asked with a hint of glee.
Travis shook his head and laughed. “Yeah, like that’s gonna happen.”
“So, Jessica…boxers, briefs or bikinis?” Rebecca enquired.
“I don’t really know,” she responded thoughtfully. “We haven’t gotten that far yet in our relationship.” Travis glared at her.
After several minutes of ogling and flirting with Travis, a couple of the girls started playing darts and the rest soon joined in. They were all really bad. They giggled with each throw because they were having a hard time hitting the board. Tiffany actually hit the board at the edge and they all cheered as if she’d hit a bulls-eye.
Jessica said, “My brother’s going to kill me with all the holes we’re putting in his wall. We’ll have to get Travis to show us how it’s done.”
Erica spoke up. “I only play for stakes. If we win, Travis has to take off his shorts.”
Travis laughed. “What if I win?”
“Then I guess we’ll have to strip down to our underwear,” she answered with a suggestive lilt in her voice.
Travis thought it over. He’d be all for it if it weren’t for these damn panties he was stuck in. But the thought of seeing these gorgeous girls stripped down to mere threads gave a tingle to his prick. Plus, they sucked at darts and he had spent many long nights at the bar perfecting his game. There was no way he could lose. “Okay, you’re on.”
Caitlin, the bubbly red head, was up first. She stuck her ass out and curled her tongue over her lip as she took steady aim. The dart veered way off course landing in a painting that was nowhere close to the board.
“Oops,” Caitlin said with her hand up to her mouth. The other girls laughed hysterically.
“Hey, that’s an expensive piece of art,” Jessica complained. “My brother’s going to kill me!”
“Sorry,” Caitlin replied with a giggle. Travis had a smirk on his face as he realized these vixens would be practically naked in a matter of minutes.
The girls played as a team taking turns against Travis, but he took a commanding lead early on. Some of the girls were finally getting the hang of actually hitting the board, albeit randomly. Incredibly, towards the middle of the game, they all started playing like pros. He was getting nervous as they closed the gap towards the end.
Jessica was the last girl up. She had three darts to make up the difference or Travis would win. He held his breath after she scored a double-fifteen on her first throw. He breathed a sigh of relief when she botched her second shot and only scored a ten. She had one dart left and fifty-five points to make up. A bulls-eye wouldn’t even be enough to take them to victory.
Jessica took careful aim and released her shot and the unthinkable happened. Her dart landed in a small sliver of space that represented a triple-20. All the girls squealed with delight over their victory.
“Okay, off with the shorts,” Erica chimed. They all waited expectantly.
Travis looked at them nervously. He was in a predicament. He knew Jessica took her dares seriously and the rest didn’t look like they would take no for an answer either.
“Well, I’ve obviously been hustled the way you girls misrepresented your abilities. So the shorts stay on.” He stubbornly sat on the couch in a reclined position. The girls tried to coax and tease him into keeping his end of the bargain but he wouldn’t budge.
Tiffany, the buxom blonde spoke up. “If he won’t do it then maybe we should do it for him. What do you say, Jessica?”
“That sounds like a great idea to me. Let’s get him!”
Travis tried to make a run for it, but the girls pounced on him and brought him to the floor. He tried to muscle his way out of the pile-on but he was trapped on his back with a girl on each limb. Jessica sat on his legs and gave him a devilish smile. She proceeded to unbutton his shorts as the rest of the girls kept him pinned and anxiously looked on.
“Hey, stop it, Jessica,” Travis complained as she unzipped his zipper. He had hoped she wasn’t serious and was only teasing but then she pulled his shorts down. There was a collective gasp in the room followed by silence.
Caitlin broke the silence with a squeal of glee. “He’s wearing PANTIES!” Travis could feel his face going flush as all the girls laughed with girlish delight.
“Wow, Travis, I never pegged you to be a panties kind of guy,” Jessica said with a genuine look of astonishment on her face.
Travis got up off the floor. “Oh, knock it off, Jessica, this was all part of your scheme, now give me back my shorts.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Jessica was feigning ignorance and her friends obviously believed her.
“He must be really small to fit in those,” Caitlin piped in. She was suffering from a fit of giggles and couldn’t stop.
“It looks like he’s nice and trim, too,” Jessica added. She stuck a finger under the tiny elastic string of the panties and gave them a slight tug. “Have you been shaving your wittle private area, Travis?” she teased.
Travis backed away from her. “Alright, enough. The jokes over. Give me my clothes, now!” Travis made a desperate grab for the shorts but Erica ran out of the room with his clothes so she could hide them. The others blocked his pursuit and backed him into a corner as they attempted to grope and prod him.
What infuriated Travis even more was that he felt a slight firmness start to form in his prick. He certainly didn’t want to grow because his dick would pop right out of the tiny g-string that already barely contained him. That would just give them more reason to laugh and mock him. He had always been in charge of any sexual escapade he participated in. He was master of his own cock, dammit. This situation was entirely new to him as he apparently had no control of what was happening. He wasn’t used to being the object of humiliation.
Rebecca gave her analysis. “You know, ladies,” she added with an edge of excitement to her voice. “Now that he’s at our mercy we could have a lot of fun with him.”
“I’m not doing anything you say. The only thing I’m doing is finding my clothes and getting out of here.”
“Hey, I’ve got this thing here if he decides not to cooperate.” Tiffany pulled a taser from her purse. She handed it to Jessica. “I’ve never had to use it but I think you just point and pull this trigger.”
Erica returned from hiding his clothes. “Look what I found. Let’s make him wear this. He’ll look adorable” She showed them a white choker with a cluster of ornamental diamonds in the center. It was clear these girls were having fun with the novelty of having 200 pounds of lean, well-muscled hunk stuffed into a tiny G-string.
“You bitches are crazy if you think I’m putting that on.” Travis made a point of standing tall with his arms crossed so he wouldn’t come across as cowering, but then something jarred him off his feet.
“AGGGHH,” he felt an incredible jolt as Jessica pointed at his stomach and pulled the trigger for a second.
“That’s for calling us bitches.” Then she pulled the trigger again as he screamed and went to his knees. “And that’s for not doing what we say,” she added playfully.
“God DAMMIT, Jessica, that really hurt! Fuck!”
“Then I guess you better do as we say,” she replied with a wicked grin.
Travis slowly got back to his feet. He felt a tingling numbness course through his body from the aftershock. Any hint of an erection that was previously developing was completely gone. Erica adjusted the choker to it’s fullest length in order for it to fit around his neck.
“Awww, look how cute,” Tiffany added. “He could be the next Victoria’s Secret model. I love how the diamonds in the choker match the little diamond on his panties.”
While Travis tried to gain his composure, the girls started whispering to each other as if they were telling each other sexy secrets. Travis couldn’t hear what they were saying but he knew he wasn’t going to like what they were planning. He just stood there with his arms folded and jaw clenching.
“Okay, Travis, go downstairs,” Jessica ordered. She was motioning with the Taser as if he were some criminal. He wasn’t about to suffer that again so he obeyed her and made his way down the stairs. The girls followed him and kept pinching his bare ass as he descended. He tried to tune them out and made a point of not flinching. He was trying to keep his macho image intact as much as possible considering the circumstances. The worst he could do is show that they were getting to him.
The downstairs of Jessica’s brother’s house was a recreation area, which doubled as a weight room. Jessica dimmed the lights to a low setting and then turned on a black light. The effect made Travis’s pristine white panties and choker appear to illuminate against his tan skin as if they had a light of their own.
“Ooh, I like how his panties are glowing now.” Caitlin snickered.
“Now,” Jessica ordered, “I want you to pick up that barbell and do some curls for us so we can see you work those muscles.”
“Come on, Jessica, this is ridiculous Where is all this coming from?”
“Let’s see, you made me walk in front of hundreds of people in a bikini that would fit in a thimble. I might as well have been naked. Now I’m giving you a taste of what it feels like to be on display. And since we don’t have hundreds of people to be an audience, we have to find other ways to even the score. Now start lifting.”
Travis sighed and picked up the barbell and started doing reps. There was a descent amount of weight on the bar but nothing that he couldn’t handle. Five sets of female eyes moved up and down with the bar not even blinking as they traveled his bronze, athletic body. Every time he brought the bar down it was even with his barely hidden penis, which was even more embarrassing to him.
He completed ten reps. “Are you satisfied?”
“Nope. Do twenty. If you can’t do it then you get another shock.” Jessica replied.
He started to perspire after fifteen reps and struggled with the last few. The girls were collectively mesmerized by a drop of sweat that traveled down his abdomen and found a home in his navel.
After doing his set of curls, they forced Travis to hold the barbell on his shoulders and do squats. Erica grabbed a camera from her purse and started taking pictures.
“This will be more incentive for Travis to follow our orders,” she giggled. “We can post these on myspace if he doesn’t cooperate.”
Travis was really starting to feel uneasy. He didn’t know which was worse – getting another jolt from the taser or having humiliating pictures of him splattered on the world wide web.
After the squats, they made Travis bench press for them. He was lying back on the bench as the girls started adding weight to the bars. He was mathematically trying to figure out how much he could handle. The girls had no clue how much they were adding but he was confident he could make the required reps.
As he was lifting they continued to talk about him in third person like he wasn’t a person, but just a piece of meat.
“I want to feel his muscles as he lifts,” Tiffany purred. All the girls started gliding their fingers up and down his body. He was finding it difficult to concentrate. Jessica found a feather and lightly moved it down his body causing a maddening tickle.
When he brought the bar to his chest for the tenth rep, Caitlin and Erica thought it would be cute to add more weight. They both struggled to add a twenty-five pound disc to each side of the bar.
“Ugh, I don’t see how he can bench all this weight,” Caitlin grunted. “I can barely lift one disc.”
Fifty more pounds was taking Travis to his limits. “Dammit, this is too much,” he heaved as the bar rested heavily against his chest.
“Oh, come on Travis, just a few more repetitions and we won’t make you lift anymore,” Jessica purred.
“He reminds me of a male stripper the way he’s all muscular and tucked into that G-string with sweat beading all over his body,” Erica said with a gleam in her eyes. “I think we should tip him.”
As Travis was struggling to lift the weight, the girls started tucking dollar bills into his panties. He felt fingers brushing freely against the tiny white mound between his legs. Normally, he would have a massive erection from all this attention but the strain from all the weight offset any stirring in his loins.
Travis was on his last rep and got it half way up but he had reached his last ounce of strength. The girls cheered him on and with a long virile grunt he was able to complete the task.
“Okay, one last thing,” Jessica announced. “I want you to grab this pull-up bar and spread your legs.” Travis was completely out of breath and too exhausted to even argue. He just wanted this malicious game to be over with. He was willing to do just about anything to make it end so he did as he was told.
“Here, Rebecca, I’ll give you the honors,” Jessica said while handing her a rope.
“Whoah-whoah-whoah-wait,” Travis stuttered and started to remove his hands.
Jessica pointed the taser at his belly. “No-no-no. I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
Travis reluctantly placed his hands back on the bars. Jessica had him trained like a dog. All he cared about at this point was avoiding pain. Rebecca stood on a chair and masterfully tied his hands to the bar while securing the rope to the side posts. Holy, shit, where did this girl learn how to tie knots so artfully? He tried to wiggle and loosen his bonds but he was held fast. She then secured his feet to the side posts just as skillfully.
Travis was now splayed out like an X. The combination of G-string, choker and bondage would have made a great setting for a penthouse centerfold – except he was a guy. However, the girls were absolutely to delighted to have this hunk completely at their mercy and whims.
“Jessica, this has gotten way out of hand,” Travis pleaded. “What’s it going to take for you to let me loose.” It was the closest he’d come all evening to actual whining.
“Actually, he has a point, Jessica,” Rebecca pondered. “I’ve been observing and waiting for his dick to pop out of those panties but the poor little thing has been tucked away in there the whole time. Most guys would be stiff as a board by now. I’m guessing he’s either impotent, has a very small dick or is very afraid right now. I can’t pinpoint which.”
Travis’s mind filled with rage. Who the hell did she think she was, insulting his manhood like that. He made a mental note that he would show this bitch what his cock was capable of, but now wasn’t the time. He’d wait for a time when he was in charge.
Jessica thought it over. “You might be right, Rebecca. Tell ya what, Travis. We’ll make a deal with you. We get ten minutes to try to make you hard. If you do get hard then that proves that you are enjoying this after all. And if that is the case then we own you for the rest of the night. If we fail to get you hard then you are free to go because I really wouldn’t want you to get mental over this. Plus, I do think you would be an excellent fuck when the time is right. So we have ten minutes starting now.”
Travis prepared his mind to block out anything they planned to do. He was tired of being a boy toy for their amusement. He wasn’t about to let them win. He was the man and therefore, he should be the one in control and taking advantage of them.
“Now what can we do with you,” Jessica pondered while tapping her chin with her finger. “Ah, I know! First, we’ll make you look even more the part.” She grabbed a bottle of baby oil from under a cabinet and squirted a liberal amount in her hands. She then started to rub the oil all over his body seductively.
“How does that feel, baby,” she said in her sexy voice. She moved her hands down his chest and made circling motions on his stomach. Then she glided her fingers along the lining of his G-string. One of her fingers sneaked underneath and brushed by his penis. His prick started to tingle against his will. He tried to flood his mind with anything he could to block out her teasing fingers – baseball stats, college textbooks, imagery of a nudist colony for 90-year-olds… Jessica got on her knees and proceeded to oil his thighs. He could feel her hot breath on his prick since her face was now so close.
Tiffany spoke up. “Mmm, Jessica, I hate to admit, but seeing your man like this is starting to make me really horny. I might just have to steal him from you.” Travis’s body glistened from the liberal amount of oil that now covered him.
Jessica gave a sexy reply, “Who knows, maybe I’ll share him with you.”
Now that Jessica was finished, Rebecca, with her naughty, catholic school girl look, stepped forward and looked him up and down. She took her glasses off and stuck the earpiece between her teeth seductively.
“You know, you really do have a manly body,” she commented as she looked him over. “You look like the type who objectifies and sexualizes women. How does it feel to be the one objectified for a change?” She ran her finger along the string of his panties as she said this. Travis kept trying to flood his mind with the most nonsexual imagery he could think of – road kill, tree bark…or that time he accidentally walked in on his grandmother when she was naked.
Rebecca reached into her purse and pulled out a vibrator. She rubbed it underneath her beautiful belly-button. “I bet you’d like to see me use this on myself wouldn’t you?” She then started rubbing the vibrator against the small mound of Travis’s G-string. “Or how ’bout I use it on you instead?”
She turned to Jessica and asked, “May I?”
“By all means,” Jessica replied. She had an excited look in her eyes in anticipation of what Rebecca was going to do with it. All the other girls sat in chairs with their legs tightly crossed, watching intently.
Rebecca took the bottle of oil and squirted a stream of it along the length of the vibrator. Then she wiped the excess oil off on his belly and walked behind him.
“I love your ass. So nice and round and firm.” With added emphasis on her last word she pulled up on his G-string causing painful pressure. The panties tightened around his dick even more. A collection of dark, curly hairs escaped and curled over the front of the panties.
Rebecca leaned forward and whispered in his ear, “Do you want to know how it feels to be fucked up the ass?” She rubbed the tip of the vibrator up and down his crack. Then she applied pressure and he felt the oily thing penetrate. She moved it in and out with a smooth motion while rubbing his belly with her free hand. He had never felt so violated in his life. He was an exit-only kind of guy, but he had to admit that this felt strangely erotic. He started breathing heavily, more from anger of this violation, but partly from unwanted ecstasy.
“Ooh, you like that don’t you,” she said in her lusty voice as she continued her motion.
When Rebecca’s time was up, she walked around him and studied his cock, which was now precariously contained in the maladjusted panties. She cupped his package and gave it a slight squeeze.
She delivered her analysis to the others, “There’s a firmness there that shows potential but no erection yet. His balls are rather large, though. I bet the next time he comes there will be a flood. Someone else want to try?”
“Me-me-me,” Tiffany, the buxom blonde, eagerly answered. “But I feel desperate times call for desperate measures.” She approached Travis and started swaying her hips as she launched into an erotic striptease. She slowly unzipped her tight cutoffs, which were barely hanging on her body to begin with. After some teasing, she revealed a tiny black thong as the shorts slid down her legs. Travis’s heart started racing. This girl had the body of a playboy bunny.
Tiffany turned to the other girls. “Now that two of us are almost naked, won’t the rest of you join us?” The other girls giggled uncontrollably and started peeling off articles of clothing one piece at a time. Caitlin and Erica started undressing each other. Caitlin took her time sliding Erica’s bikini-like shorts down and revealed that she was, in fact, wearing a pink thong as Travis had guessed. Travis closed his eyes as he felt juices stirring in his member.
“Don’t you dare close your eyes or you’ll get zapped again,” Jessica scolded.
Travis opened his eyes and all the girls were already down to their unmentionables. Jessica and Tiffany had not been wearing bras so their luscious, round melons were now on full display. Tiffany obviously had enhancements but Jessica’s boobs had a natural fullness to them.
Now that the girls had finished stripping, Tiffany continued her erotic tease. She shook her wavy, blonde hair out and let it brush against Travis’s tight little package. She then proceeded to rub her naked breasts against his chest. Her nipples were rock hard as she pressed her body against his. Her lower belly was pressed firmly against his growing cock. When her time was up his partial growth created a gap above his panties, pulling the G-string away from his body. The strain against the panties was immense. The pressure of his expanding cock caused a bit of pre-come to escape.
When Tiffany was finished lubing Travis’s body with hers, Caitlin was quick to notice the spot of moisture that had formed on the front his flimsy panties. “Aw, look. He’s getting wet like an excited little girl!”
“Shut up, bitch!” Travis fumed. The girls descended into uncontrollable laughter.
The dark-haired Erica stepped forward in her pink thong and matching sheer bra. She got on her knees, placed her hands on Travis’s hips and started swirling her tongue in his navel like it was some tasty treat. Then she gradually worked her tongue down and snaked it into the gap above his panties. She then started to glide her tongue along the upper part of his stiffening shaft. There was nothing he could do now to prevent the swelling.
“Uh-oh, girls, I think we have a winner,” Erica announced. The panties were now protruding from his body and his dick was throbbing and desperate to make an escape.
Jessica approached with a pair of scissors in her hands. “Ah, poor baby is in a predicament. And you only had one minute left. I can relieve some of that pressure for you.” She slid the scissors underneath the string ready to deliver freedom.
“No, wait,’ Travis pleaded. “Just give me a second to compose myself.”
“You lost fair and square. Now you have to pay the consequences.” Jessica turned to her friends who were waiting with anticipation. “Ready girls? On the count of three.”
They all counted off together. “One…two…THREE!”
The string snapped easily with a snip of the scissors. The girls squealed with delight as his massive cock popped out in plain site. The thickness and full eight inches of his engorged penis caused it to angle downwards slightly.
“I guess he isn’t so small after all,” Rebecca said giving wide-eyed approval. The girls were impressed with his size and took turns touching it. Travis was partially satisfied that all the comments about him having a small dick were unjustified and now these sluts were in awe of it. But any small sense of satisfaction was outweighed by the humiliation of this whole evening – from being tricked into wearing female underwear, then paraded in front of her friends and finally teased into submission and erection.
Jessica approached Travis, wearing nothing but a tiny white G-string similar to the one he had on and a black choker. She got on her knees and as she knelt, her panties seemed to disappear between her soft tummy and thighs making her appear even more naked. Her swollen, natural breasts were on full display and Travis felt her rock hard nipples against his thighs.
“Hmm, now what should we do with this?” Jessica said silkily. She held his schlong delicately between her thumb and two fingers. She proceeded to flick her tongue on the tip as she looked up to catch his reaction. “Ooh, tasty,” she purred.
Travis’s chest heaved up and down as he was breathing heavily. She teased and drove him crazy by swirling her tongue around the first few inches of his swollen unit. She followed up by placing her soft lips around it and pulled off while sucking at the same time. Jessica looked up at Caitlin and held the cock out to her. “Here, you want a taste?”
“Oooh, yeah!” she replied excitedly. Caitlin gave her friends a devilish look and put the tip in her mouth. Then she took half of his cock in and started moving up and down on it with her tongue riding along the shaft. Travis’s mind was racing. Here was this gorgeous auburn-haired stranger sucking on his cock like it was some delicious treat for her. Her green panties and bra were the exact same color as the party dress she had been wearing.
“Mmmmm,” Caitlin hummed as she kept working it with rhythm. Travis started to moan as he felt juices rush into his erection. His balls were filled to capacity because he had spent the last week refraining from masturbation to save himself for Jessica. Now he was about to have a massive explosion.
Caitlin felt the pulsating throb in her mouth and she quickly pulled off of him. A small squirt of come struck her on her lightly tanned breast just above her bra. “No-no,” she teased while shaking a finger at him. “We’ll have none of that.”
“God dammit, bitch, finish it off!” Travis nearly screamed. All the girls laughed at him in his helpless state. He was so desperate for release and she wasn’t going to deliver. His balls were sore and swollen to capacity and his purple dick was visibly throbbing.
“I think you need to cool down a little,” Jessica teased. “We’re going to go have some drinks while you compose yourself.”
Tiffany volunteered to pour the drinks. She pranced over to the wet bar off to the side with her exposed knockers bouncing the whole way. The rest of the girls sat on bar stools whispering to each other. Their whispers ended in giggles as they looked over at Travis.
After about ten minutes, Erica slinked over to Travis. She waved her drink in front of him. “Do you want some?” she asked in her alluring voice.
Travis was starting to feel like his arms would pop out of their sockets. A stiff drink was exactly what he needed if they weren’t going to free him anytime soon.
“You can’t say I’m not willing to share.” Instead of letting him have a sip, she poured it down his chest. The girls watched as the liquid flowed down his belly and ended in a steady drip off the head of his penis. The sight of his stiff, wet cock stirred excitement in Erica.
“Well, I didn’t get much of a turn yet.” Erica ran her hands down his body as she sank to her knees. She had the most athletic body of all the girls. Her medium sized, taut breasts were packed tightly in her skimpy, pink bra and her nipples looked as if they would burst through the flimsy fabric. Travis was still as stiff as ever from when Caitlin had sucked him fifteen minutes ago.
Erica tossed her jet black hair back behind her shoulders and grabbed his bulging cock. She placed her mouth on it and slurped up the dripping alcohol. “Mmm, tasty,” She said lustfully. She licked it a few times and then put it in her mouth and softly sucked on it.
Travis’s eyes rolled back and he started to vocalize his ecstasy with what sounded almost like a growl. Juices flowed through his cock like lightning and he shot a massive load in Erica’s mouth. This caught her completely by surprise since she had just started on him. She released him and looked up at him with her mouth open and come pouring out of it. He wasn’t finished as two more streams of hot fluid gushed out and splashed her on her breasts, gathering in her cleavage and soaking her bra. A small moan escaped her lips and her body gave an involuntary shudder. She swallowed the remaining come that was in her mouth. Travis was surprised that she didn’t make a face and didn’t seem to mind ingesting it.
“What the hell was that?” Jessica demanded as she stood over Erica. “That was supposed to be saved for me and you used him up!”
Erica slowly and steadily rose to her feet and put her hand between them. “Chill, Jessie, how was I to know he would shoot his wad that fast? I was only on him for like five seconds.” She was wiping come off her mouth with the back of her hand while Jessica was in her face fuming. Travis secretly hoped they would start to throw down. Two gorgeous girls in a catfight over him wearing nothing but their underwear would be a small token of consolation he could take from this crazy night.
“You’re right, Erica. I can’t blame you.” She grabbed the taser and pressed it right up against Travis’s manhood. He held his breath. “I didn’t give you permission to come did I?” She looked like she was genuinely pissed. “Rebecca, could you untie him, please?” Jessica asked as she kept the taser trained on him.
“Now we need to find another pair of panties since his are torn,” Jessica announced. The rest of the girls seemed curious and eager to see where she was going to take this.
“He can have mine,” Erica replied. “He’ll look great in pink.” She went behind the bar and slid out of her thong and then slipped into her shiny black, bikini-like shorts. She pulled the thong back on her finger and shot them over to Jessica like a rubber band.
Jessica handed Travis the pink thong while keeping the taser pointed at him. “Put this on.”
“No!” Travis shouted at her emphatically. Then he went to his knees as Jessica gave him a quick zap right below the navel. “Nnnnnnhhhh, FUUUHHHCK!”
“Don’t make me ask you again,” she said almost sympathetically.
Travis viciously snatched the panties from her hand and looked at them. “I can’t fit into these. They’re smaller than the other pair you made me wear.”
“Then you’d better find a way to squeeze into them.”
His erection was already going down from his massive explosion and it retreated even more after that taser jolt. He tried to squeeze into the tiny thong but he couldn’t stuff his penis all the way in. He held up a finger to request a couple more minutes. The rest of the girls watched the exchange between Travis and Jessica with fascination. Once his penis had gone completely soft, he tried one last attempt to stuff it in. He finally got it in leaving little hope of it ever coming back out as tight and restrictive as the thong was. Erica had left the panties feeling warm and moist in the front. The tiny thong was nearly busting at the seams and rode painfully up his ass.
Jessica marched Travis through a doorway into a bedroom. She had him tied to the bedposts and then whispered in his ear. “You’re staying in here tonight. Then when I’m ready for you I’m going to rape you whether you like it or not. I might even let the others have a piece of you too.”
With that, she walked out of the room with her giggling friends and turned the light off. Travis was left bound in the dark in a state of shock wondering if these girls were actually going to gang rape him.