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10/01/2007
My Football Dare
Part I - The Bet and The Dare
Hi all! My name is Carin. I am a 19 year old freshman at a major college in Florida. I'm about 5'6", 115 lbs with long dark hair and blue eyes. A good friend of mind found this place on Google and since we got into dares we've made a rule that a standing part of every dare is that we have to post the story. This dare was before that, but I wanted to tell it anyway since it's really how the whole thing got started!
My roommate Lisa has been hooking up with this guy from down the hall in our apartment complex (his name is Bill). His roommate (Scott) is good looking and pretty cool, but we haven't done anything other than flirt. I'm actually from South Carolina and grew up a huge Clemson fan. He's also from South Carolina and is a Gamecock fan. Earlier this year, we got to arguing about our "home" teams and decided to make a bet on the Clemson/South Carolina game. I was feeling stupidly confident so we bet one month's rent.
Finally, the big day comes and all four of us go to a local sports bar to watch the game. Lisa and Bill know all about the bet, of course. At halftime, Clemson is up 21-14! Just before the start of the third quarter, Lisa and I go to the bathroom and she tells me that Scott doesn't have a lot of money and that losing a month's rent is really going to hurt him. He's already talking to Bill about borrowing some money and paying him back over several months. I start to feel bad because this is really about bragging rights and knowing he has to borrow money to pay off the bet takes some of the fun out of it for me (as it turns out - stupid me!). So when we get back to the table, I told Scott that our bet wasn't about the money and that we could decide on something else to bet. He got a little upset about Bill telling his business, but I told him it was okay and that I really just wanted to rag on him all year ‘cause his team lost. Long story short, just as the third quarter started, we settled on a "dare" as the bet - but we didn't know what the other person had in mind for their dare. I did make rules that you couldn't make the other person have sex (with you or anybody) and you couldn't make them get naked. I have to tell you, I was really looking forward to having him clean our apartment in a French maid outfit!
We kept drinking and watching the game and I felt pretty good about everything because you could tell that Scott felt better about not having to pony up the money ‘cause he was way more relaxed and into the game. Halfway through the quarter Clemson scored again to go up 28-14 and I got cocky (har har). I started talking to Lisa real loud about how I regretted the no nudity clause and how my dare would be so much better if he were naked. Me and my big mouth! Scott sat there and took it but then a couple of minutes later when SC scored to make it 28-21, he looked across the table at me and said, "Okay, Carin, put your bet where your mouth is, let's take off the rule about being naked." "No problem, Scott, hope it's warm the day you do your dare, I wouldn't want you to be embarrassed!" Lisa and I were laughing and having a great time when SC scored again just a few minutes later! Oh shit, now the game was tied 28-28 and it wasn't as much fun anymore. The fourth quarter was real nail-biter (especially for me, why did I have to open my big fat mouth about being naked), but in the end Clemson lost 31-28. Oh my god. Lisa was still having a great time only now she was laughing at me. I was going to have to do a dare for Scott and nudity was allowed.
So, a week or two goes by and we're getting ready to head home for Christmas break. I've been pretty quiet for the past couple of weeks and I've about decided that Scott is either waiting until after break or maybe he's forgotten about it (we all ended up getting really trashed that night). No such luck! The day before we're supposed to head home, I get a note from Scott. He informs me that we're double dating to dinner that night and I will be informed about the conditions of my dare. I talked with Lisa about it and she told me that I had to go through with it and that knowing Scott and how hard I had ragged on him before the game that it would be pretty embarrassing, but that I would get over it and she would make sure things didn't get out of hand. After a while, we talked about what to wear and she said that she probably wasn't supposed to tell me, but that Bill had told her we were going to a local fondue restaurant (very expensive). I got a little mad at that since dinner for two there was almost as much as a month's rent! I still didn't realize just how set up I'd been, but I would figure it out pretty quickly. Anyway, Lisa and I decided that we would both wear these really hot little mini-skirts. I also decided to wear a silk blouse that I have that's so low cut that I have to go braless with it. I looked pretty damn good if I do say so myself! ;)
So we get to the restaurant and it seems like Scott knows a few of the wait staff there. We end up in this little booth in the back corner of the restaurant (they call it the sweetheart booth) that you can't see into unless you come around this little corner. Our waitress (Jill) comes over and asks us for our drink orders and drops off the menus. After she leaves, Scott takes a deep breath, looks at me and says, "Well, I guess you're wondering what you'll have to do for your dare. Please go to the restroom and remove your panties and give them to me. You have to bring them back to me in your hand and visible, you cannot put them in your purse and you can't ball them up and hide them. When you get back, you will stand next to the both and hike up your skirt to prove that you have completed the assignment. You will then sit down at the end of the booth without replacing your skirt. At any time, anyone can ask you to pirouette and you must stand up, turn a full circle and curtsey before sitting back down. Your skirt must remain above your waist for all of dinner and desert. Once the bill is paid, you may replace your skirt (but not your panties, those are mine to keep in memory of SC's victory) and part one of your dare will be complete. At that time, I will tell you about part two of your dare." "What! What do you mean, part one and part two?! How many parts are there!?" "Four", he said. "Forget it, I didn't agree to a four part dare. The rule was one dare and there is no way I am taking off my panties and sitting through dinner with everything hanging out for anybody to see. That's just crazy. The dare was supposed to be done at the apartment anyway. Lisa, help me out here." I was pretty pissed because I felt like I was being taken advantage of and after I'd been nice enough to let him off the hook on the money (of course, as it turned out, I was the one who would've paid, but still). Then I got the next clue that things weren't as they seemed (I still didn't get it though), Lisa said, "Carin, I can't believe that you're trying to welch out on your bet. There was no rule about doing it at the apartment and as long as all four parts can be done tonight, I don't see why they can't count as one dare. You're being a wuss. At least we're sitting back here where no one can see us." I couldn't believe that she turned on me like that! About that time, Jill came back with our first round of drinks and to see if we were ready to order. Scott told her that there was a slight problem and that we might not be staying for dinner. She acted a little pissed and said that if we were leaving we should do it soon since they had a waiting list and she could use a table for dinner (bigger tip, I guess). Scott apologized and said we would have it straightened out quickly and she left. Well, long story short, it wasn't too quickly, but somehow eventually they talked me into it! I looked at Lisa and asked her if she would go to the bathroom with! me and she said I should wait until we put in our order. I told her that if I didn't do it now, I was afraid I would chicken out and that I probably wouldn't eat much anyway and to just order for me. She asked Bill to scoot over and let her out and Bill said no! He said that this was my dare and that I should do it myself. I was close to tears as Scott stood up to let me out. I slowly got up and walked to the bathroom. On the way there I passed Jill and she asked if everything was all right and would we be staying? I was so upset, I just sort of started crying and she rushed me to the bathroom. She turned out to be really cool (I thought!) and I actually ended up telling her about the dare! She started laughing and said something about "the good old sweetheart booth". She told me that hardly a weekend goes by that she doesn't see someone either naked or close to it back there in that booth. She thinks it's funny as hell and told me to quit worrying about and just have as much fun with it as I could. Either way, it would all be over soon. She left to go take care of her tables and I fixed my makeup, took a deep breath, and pulled my panties down from under my skirt. I started to put them in my purse, when I remembered that I had to walk back to the table with them in my hand! I started shaking just a little bit, but decided to get it over with as quickly as possible. I pushed the door open and almost hit some girl in the face with my panties! I was probably nine shades of red as I put my hand down by my side as quickly as I could and apologized to her and took off for our table! On the way there, I kept the panties out, but just held my hand down and I don't think anybody saw them. As I turned the corner to go back to the booth, Jill was just coming out. I smiled at her and kind of moved my hand so she could see the panties. She winked at me and gave me a little thumbs-up as she moved past me.
Once I came around the corner, conversation stopped. I was beginning to really blush again as I handed Scott my panties. He didn't do anything crude like sniff them or anything; he just looked at them and then put them in his pocket. Then he turned back to look at me. Actually, everyone at the table was looking at me! I started to protest that I didn't really want to do this, but the look on Scott's face stopped me. It was like he was waiting for me to beg him to get out of this. I started to get a little mad, what did I have to be embarrassed about? I have an awesome body and in any other circumstance, he would be begging me to look at it! So, I smiled at Lisa and slowly raised my skirt up above my waist and stood there so that everyone could see I was now naked from the waist down. Scott nodded his head slowly and said, "Thanks, now please pirouette and you can sit down." Oh shit! I forgot about that. So, not only was I standing like this now, I would have to! do this every time someone said "Pirouette". So, I turned around slowly, did my curtsey and then sat down. The booth was really cold on my bare bottom which acted like a constant reminder that I was naked down there. The table was far enough away from the back of the bench that you could easily see my hiked up skirt and the little landing strip of hair on my pussy. A second round of drinks had come while I was in the bathroom and I started to get my drink on. Scott did his best to be charming (sneaky bastard ; ) and I was really starting to enjoy myself (and forget that I was naked from the waist down) when suddenly Bill said "Pirouette!" Everybody stopped talking as I stood up turned around and sat back down. "You forgot to curtsey" said Lisa. Damn it. Who's side was she on anyway? (I would find out that it wasn't mine!) So, I got back up and did the whole thing over again, curtseyed and sat back down. Just as I sat down, Jill came around the corner with our salads. She sat them down on the table and left without saying a word which seemed a little weird to me since she knew all about it. Anyway, we were sitting there talking (and I'd done a few more pirouettes, one from Lisa, the bitch!) when suddenly Jill and another woman came around the corner. Jill said, "This is my manager, Kate. She'd like to talk to you about your little game." Oh shit!
To be continued…
Part I - The Bet and The Dare
Hi all! My name is Carin. I am a 19 year old freshman at a major college in Florida. I'm about 5'6", 115 lbs with long dark hair and blue eyes. A good friend of mind found this place on Google and since we got into dares we've made a rule that a standing part of every dare is that we have to post the story. This dare was before that, but I wanted to tell it anyway since it's really how the whole thing got started!
My roommate Lisa has been hooking up with this guy from down the hall in our apartment complex (his name is Bill). His roommate (Scott) is good looking and pretty cool, but we haven't done anything other than flirt. I'm actually from South Carolina and grew up a huge Clemson fan. He's also from South Carolina and is a Gamecock fan. Earlier this year, we got to arguing about our "home" teams and decided to make a bet on the Clemson/South Carolina game. I was feeling stupidly confident so we bet one month's rent.
Finally, the big day comes and all four of us go to a local sports bar to watch the game. Lisa and Bill know all about the bet, of course. At halftime, Clemson is up 21-14! Just before the start of the third quarter, Lisa and I go to the bathroom and she tells me that Scott doesn't have a lot of money and that losing a month's rent is really going to hurt him. He's already talking to Bill about borrowing some money and paying him back over several months. I start to feel bad because this is really about bragging rights and knowing he has to borrow money to pay off the bet takes some of the fun out of it for me (as it turns out - stupid me!). So when we get back to the table, I told Scott that our bet wasn't about the money and that we could decide on something else to bet. He got a little upset about Bill telling his business, but I told him it was okay and that I really just wanted to rag on him all year ‘cause his team lost. Long story short, just as the third quarter started, we settled on a "dare" as the bet - but we didn't know what the other person had in mind for their dare. I did make rules that you couldn't make the other person have sex (with you or anybody) and you couldn't make them get naked. I have to tell you, I was really looking forward to having him clean our apartment in a French maid outfit!
We kept drinking and watching the game and I felt pretty good about everything because you could tell that Scott felt better about not having to pony up the money ‘cause he was way more relaxed and into the game. Halfway through the quarter Clemson scored again to go up 28-14 and I got cocky (har har). I started talking to Lisa real loud about how I regretted the no nudity clause and how my dare would be so much better if he were naked. Me and my big mouth! Scott sat there and took it but then a couple of minutes later when SC scored to make it 28-21, he looked across the table at me and said, "Okay, Carin, put your bet where your mouth is, let's take off the rule about being naked." "No problem, Scott, hope it's warm the day you do your dare, I wouldn't want you to be embarrassed!" Lisa and I were laughing and having a great time when SC scored again just a few minutes later! Oh shit, now the game was tied 28-28 and it wasn't as much fun anymore. The fourth quarter was real nail-biter (especially for me, why did I have to open my big fat mouth about being naked), but in the end Clemson lost 31-28. Oh my god. Lisa was still having a great time only now she was laughing at me. I was going to have to do a dare for Scott and nudity was allowed.
So, a week or two goes by and we're getting ready to head home for Christmas break. I've been pretty quiet for the past couple of weeks and I've about decided that Scott is either waiting until after break or maybe he's forgotten about it (we all ended up getting really trashed that night). No such luck! The day before we're supposed to head home, I get a note from Scott. He informs me that we're double dating to dinner that night and I will be informed about the conditions of my dare. I talked with Lisa about it and she told me that I had to go through with it and that knowing Scott and how hard I had ragged on him before the game that it would be pretty embarrassing, but that I would get over it and she would make sure things didn't get out of hand. After a while, we talked about what to wear and she said that she probably wasn't supposed to tell me, but that Bill had told her we were going to a local fondue restaurant (very expensive). I got a little mad at that since dinner for two there was almost as much as a month's rent! I still didn't realize just how set up I'd been, but I would figure it out pretty quickly. Anyway, Lisa and I decided that we would both wear these really hot little mini-skirts. I also decided to wear a silk blouse that I have that's so low cut that I have to go braless with it. I looked pretty damn good if I do say so myself! ;)
So we get to the restaurant and it seems like Scott knows a few of the wait staff there. We end up in this little booth in the back corner of the restaurant (they call it the sweetheart booth) that you can't see into unless you come around this little corner. Our waitress (Jill) comes over and asks us for our drink orders and drops off the menus. After she leaves, Scott takes a deep breath, looks at me and says, "Well, I guess you're wondering what you'll have to do for your dare. Please go to the restroom and remove your panties and give them to me. You have to bring them back to me in your hand and visible, you cannot put them in your purse and you can't ball them up and hide them. When you get back, you will stand next to the both and hike up your skirt to prove that you have completed the assignment. You will then sit down at the end of the booth without replacing your skirt. At any time, anyone can ask you to pirouette and you must stand up, turn a full circle and curtsey before sitting back down. Your skirt must remain above your waist for all of dinner and desert. Once the bill is paid, you may replace your skirt (but not your panties, those are mine to keep in memory of SC's victory) and part one of your dare will be complete. At that time, I will tell you about part two of your dare." "What! What do you mean, part one and part two?! How many parts are there!?" "Four", he said. "Forget it, I didn't agree to a four part dare. The rule was one dare and there is no way I am taking off my panties and sitting through dinner with everything hanging out for anybody to see. That's just crazy. The dare was supposed to be done at the apartment anyway. Lisa, help me out here." I was pretty pissed because I felt like I was being taken advantage of and after I'd been nice enough to let him off the hook on the money (of course, as it turned out, I was the one who would've paid, but still). Then I got the next clue that things weren't as they seemed (I still didn't get it though), Lisa said, "Carin, I can't believe that you're trying to welch out on your bet. There was no rule about doing it at the apartment and as long as all four parts can be done tonight, I don't see why they can't count as one dare. You're being a wuss. At least we're sitting back here where no one can see us." I couldn't believe that she turned on me like that! About that time, Jill came back with our first round of drinks and to see if we were ready to order. Scott told her that there was a slight problem and that we might not be staying for dinner. She acted a little pissed and said that if we were leaving we should do it soon since they had a waiting list and she could use a table for dinner (bigger tip, I guess). Scott apologized and said we would have it straightened out quickly and she left. Well, long story short, it wasn't too quickly, but somehow eventually they talked me into it! I looked at Lisa and asked her if she would go to the bathroom with! me and she said I should wait until we put in our order. I told her that if I didn't do it now, I was afraid I would chicken out and that I probably wouldn't eat much anyway and to just order for me. She asked Bill to scoot over and let her out and Bill said no! He said that this was my dare and that I should do it myself. I was close to tears as Scott stood up to let me out. I slowly got up and walked to the bathroom. On the way there I passed Jill and she asked if everything was all right and would we be staying? I was so upset, I just sort of started crying and she rushed me to the bathroom. She turned out to be really cool (I thought!) and I actually ended up telling her about the dare! She started laughing and said something about "the good old sweetheart booth". She told me that hardly a weekend goes by that she doesn't see someone either naked or close to it back there in that booth. She thinks it's funny as hell and told me to quit worrying about and just have as much fun with it as I could. Either way, it would all be over soon. She left to go take care of her tables and I fixed my makeup, took a deep breath, and pulled my panties down from under my skirt. I started to put them in my purse, when I remembered that I had to walk back to the table with them in my hand! I started shaking just a little bit, but decided to get it over with as quickly as possible. I pushed the door open and almost hit some girl in the face with my panties! I was probably nine shades of red as I put my hand down by my side as quickly as I could and apologized to her and took off for our table! On the way there, I kept the panties out, but just held my hand down and I don't think anybody saw them. As I turned the corner to go back to the booth, Jill was just coming out. I smiled at her and kind of moved my hand so she could see the panties. She winked at me and gave me a little thumbs-up as she moved past me.
Once I came around the corner, conversation stopped. I was beginning to really blush again as I handed Scott my panties. He didn't do anything crude like sniff them or anything; he just looked at them and then put them in his pocket. Then he turned back to look at me. Actually, everyone at the table was looking at me! I started to protest that I didn't really want to do this, but the look on Scott's face stopped me. It was like he was waiting for me to beg him to get out of this. I started to get a little mad, what did I have to be embarrassed about? I have an awesome body and in any other circumstance, he would be begging me to look at it! So, I smiled at Lisa and slowly raised my skirt up above my waist and stood there so that everyone could see I was now naked from the waist down. Scott nodded his head slowly and said, "Thanks, now please pirouette and you can sit down." Oh shit! I forgot about that. So, not only was I standing like this now, I would have to! do this every time someone said "Pirouette". So, I turned around slowly, did my curtsey and then sat down. The booth was really cold on my bare bottom which acted like a constant reminder that I was naked down there. The table was far enough away from the back of the bench that you could easily see my hiked up skirt and the little landing strip of hair on my pussy. A second round of drinks had come while I was in the bathroom and I started to get my drink on. Scott did his best to be charming (sneaky bastard ; ) and I was really starting to enjoy myself (and forget that I was naked from the waist down) when suddenly Bill said "Pirouette!" Everybody stopped talking as I stood up turned around and sat back down. "You forgot to curtsey" said Lisa. Damn it. Who's side was she on anyway? (I would find out that it wasn't mine!) So, I got back up and did the whole thing over again, curtseyed and sat back down. Just as I sat down, Jill came around the corner with our salads. She sat them down on the table and left without saying a word which seemed a little weird to me since she knew all about it. Anyway, we were sitting there talking (and I'd done a few more pirouettes, one from Lisa, the bitch!) when suddenly Jill and another woman came around the corner. Jill said, "This is my manager, Kate. She'd like to talk to you about your little game." Oh shit!
To be continued…
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