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Rachel's Dare - Part 4

Date: 8/1/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

that this was finally it. With a deep breath, and with no real sense of composure, I slowly slipped the belt out of the trousers, and then dropped it to the floor. The trousers, already unzipped, began to slide down past my hips, and the women got their first decent look at the thong that hardly covered my erection. The cheers intensified, and a few dollar bills all of sudden floated my way. Partly to give them a show, but also partly to ensure I didn't have to look too hard at my audience, I spun around. Bending over, my ass facing the masses, I guided the trousers down to my ankles and half-stumbled, half-stepped out of the now-crumpled pants. The cheers were now deafening, and I slowly stood straight again, feeling the stares of dozens of women burning into my backside. I'd been naked in front of Rachel a few mornings ago, but I'd never felt as exposed as I did now. I didn't turn around immediately. In fact, my eyes were closed for several seconds, as I contemplated just running off the stage. Part of me could see Rachel however, even though I had my back to her. Part of me saw I woman I didn't want to disappoint. As I summoned the courage to turn around, I reached for my hat, and took it off my head. Placing it over my nearly-exposed crotch, I then accepted my fate and spun back to the front. The ploy with the hat brought cries of friendly disapproval, and several women beckoned me to throw the hat to them. As the seconds passed by, and the chanting resumed, I knew this ... hat was only going to one person. Walking over to where she sat, I stepped down off the stage. Her table was only a metre away. As I stood in front of her, I gave her a nervous smile and then, admittedly with great reluctance, removed the hat and placed it directly on her head. The crowd erupted as I was left standing in my thong in front of them. As my cheeks reddened, and my ears burned, I was at least treated to a gorgeous smile from Rachel. I returned to the stage, as I knew I had to, and stood stock still, naked except for a tiny black thong, on display for a host of women I didn't know. It felt like minutes passed as the music continued. I didn't try and dance any more, I just stood and received the hoots, hollers and clapping that the women treated me to. I'd lost, and this was my penalty. I sought out Rachel's eyes one more time, but as I found them, I realised that she was no longer looking at me. Slightly confused, I followed her gaze to where she was looking, and realised that she was staring at a piece of paper that had fallen out of my trousers. The paper that Claire had given me before the strip. The paper that had Rachel's final dare on it. Holding my breath in fear, panic, and anticipation, I realised that Rachel was telling me that it was very definitely time for the final act. I found I couldn't control my arms for moment, and struggled to bend down to where the paper rested. I did eventually manage it though, and on the second attempt was able to pick up the ...