Part III - The Dare (or is it Bare) continued
BY: Carin
Hello all! It's Carin again! I'm here with part three of my football dare and things are not going well for me so far!
For those of you who didn't read part one - here's a quick review.
I bet on Clemson for this year's Clemson/South Carolina game and lost. The bet was with Scott who rooms with Bill, the guy my roommate (Lisa) is hooking up with. Okay, so now you know everybody. The dare is in four parts. Part one involved me taking off my panties at a restaurant and sitting with my skirt up and my bare pussy showing, but Jill, the waitress who was in on it took some pictures and then blackmailed me into removing all of my clothes. She then showed me off to all of her co-workers and told me that I could have the camera with all of the pictures or I could have my clothes back! I took the camera and left the restaurant naked! When we got into the car, Bill said we were running late. I had forgotten about the other parts of the dare! So here I am sitting naked as a jaybird in the back seat of a car with my roommate, her boyfriend and his roommate and apparently we're not going home!
Scott says, "Did you forget about the rest of the dare?" "Ummm...no" (I lied), "but you're not going to make me go through the rest of this without any clothes, are you?" "Actually, that wasn't the plan, but it also wasn't me who made you get naked and it wasn't me who decided to take the camera and walk out of the restaurant bareass, so I guess you're just going to have to deal with it or you can quit and everyone will know that you don't honor your bets." While all of this is going on, we're driving through town and Lisa is snapping pictures with the camera that I got from Jill. Of course, the flash is making people in traffic with us look in the car to see what's going on and I'm what's going on! Most of them can only see me from the tits up, but a few pickup trucks can see all the way! I'm kind of slouched down in the seat when Lisa finally gets tired of taking pictures. I tell her that it's my camera, that I earned it and to give it here so I can delete the pictures. She kind of holds it out and as I reach up to get it (exposing my tits to traffic again), she pulls it back! We do this two or three more times before I get tired of the yells and catcalls and slump back down. She tells me that she will guard it with her life, but that it might be fun to look at the pictures at the end of the night before I delete them all. When you're beat, you're beat, so I gave up on the camera and asked about where we were going. "It's a surprise, but we're almost there", said Lisa! "I thought you didn't know anything about this! You traitor!" Lisa could tell I wasn't really that upset with her (although I should have been!) and just smiled back and told me that I looked hot all naked like that and that she wished she had the courage to do what I did. I told her just give me one dare and she would!
That was when Bill announced that we were there, but that there wasn't a parking place right in front and we'd have to walk about a block! I quickly sat up and looked around. He was pulling into a parking place on one of the busiest streets near campus. There were tons of people walking around. I asked where we were going and Scott told me that the next part of the dare involved getting a tattoo (when I freaked, he told me it was just a henna tattoo and that it would come off in a few days). I looked and the tattoo place was about 5 stores down from where we were parked with the whole distance in between lit up bright. I begged them to let me off right in front of the place, but Bill refused saying that he was lucky to have gotten this spot and he wasn't going to have to park a long way away. Then Lisa jumps out of the car and pulls my door open so that anybody walking by can just look in and see me sitting there completely naked! Just then a couple of guys walk by and see me! They both give me a big cheer! That did it, I wasn't going to be on display like that for ever, so I jumped out of the car and starting running down the sidewalk. Everything's a blur because I'm so incredibly embarrassed (I'm also really starting to get wet from the turn-on of showing myself to so many people - what if somebody notices!) and I finally get to the tattoo place and the door is locked! Shit, shit, SHIT! I'm just standing there and banging on the door and people walking by are yelling and cheering and cars are honking at me and I'm just about to DIE, when someone finally unlocks the door (just as Scott, Lisa, and Bill walked up - I found out later that the place was actually closed and that Scott had called the guy as I was running down the street, but he waited a bit before calling so I had to stand there!) and I bolt inside. I collapse into one of the chairs as Lisa is about to bust a gut laughing at me. She said my white little ass was just bouncing down the street as I ran in my high heels and she got some great pictures of it.
Then the tattoo guy walks over and introduces himself as Trey. He tells me that Scott has already arranged everything and for me not to worry. He gives me an information sheet on henna tattoos and it says they last anywhere from 10 days to a month! I tell Scott that I'm not sure about this and he tells me that I can end the dare anytime, but I'll always know that I welched on a bet. Fine. I'll get the damn tattoo. I ask what the tattoo is and they tell me it's a surprise. I ask why I'm getting a tattoo. Apparently, that's part three of the dare!
Trey tells me that I need to turn around and straddle the chair, but that he needs to get a towel first. Lisa starts laughing again and I realize that my arousal is now easily visible to anyone who can see me! Both Scott and Bill are standing there staring at me and sporting pretty obvious boners. Once again, I am embarrassed as all get out and, of course, Lisa snaps a few pictures. Finally Trey comes back with the towel and I'm able to hide my face in the back of the chair. Trey starts to work on the tattoo and explains that the longer we leave the stuff on the darker the tattoo will get. Scott says we can wait about 45 minutes and Trey says that will be plenty. I can feel him working on both of my ass cheeks, but I obviously can't see what he doing when he tells me to turn around, it's time to do the front! I can hear Lisa clicking away with the camera as I slowly stand up and turn around and sit back down. Trey gently spreads my legs wide apart and I start blushing again since I'm now "open to the world". Trey moves up between my legs and starts working right above my pussy! I can barely stand to watch, but I look down and see him writing GO COCKS! just above my pubic hair! Everyone starts laughing at the look on my face as I realize what this part of the dare is! After Trey gets down, I look in a mirror and realize that my ass now says CLEMSON SUCKS. Scott can barely stop laughing long enough to tell me that the plan was to go to a party and that every time Scott or anyone yelled, "Go Cocks!" that I would have to yell it back while lifting my skirt in front and then yell "Clemson sucks" while bending over and mooning the crowd. Even I have to admit that would have been pretty funny and Scott gets a funny look on his face and says, "Would have been? We're leaving for the party in a little while; it's just that now you won't have to lift your skirt." I tell him that there is NO WAY I am going to a party full of people completely nude and he tells me the same thing - you can quit whenever you like. I look desperately at Lisa and say look I've been a great sport about all of this, I got naked in the restaurant and I ran down the street and I got the tattoo, but enough is enough. Lisa says, "It's not my bet or my dare. Scott told you that you can quit anytime, but I know you, Carin and I know you don't want to welch. Anyway, a lot of the people at the party are from the fondue restaurant and they've already seen you!" That's what Jill meant when she said see you later!
So we're standing around waiting for my tattoo to soak in and Bill suddenly realizes he forgot to feed the meter. None of us had any change, but Trey offered him a quarter on the condition that I feed the meter! After a few minutes of arguing, with Bill saying that if he gets towed, I'll be the one naked in a cab, I finally agree and go to the door and peek out. Half a block has never seemed so far and there are still plenty of people driving by and walking on the sidewalk, but now I've kind of got used to being naked and I decide that I'm going to show these jerks that I am made of stronger stuff than they think. I do take off my heels this time! I open the door and walk as casually as I can down the block to the meter, put the quarter in, and walk back. I don't stroll, but I don't run either. Of course, the whole way down and back is the same with the yelling and cheering and honking! And, naturally, my "friend" Lisa is taking pictures the whole time. We finally get back to the shop and Trey has to spend a few minutes fending off guys who want to come in and see "the naked chick".
So a little while later, the tattoo stuff is cleaned off and I'm posed and photographed and we head back to the car to go to the party. I'm halfway through my dare; will the second half be worse?
To be continued...
