Dress Off: Sasha vs Tara (Part 1) - Sex Stories

Sex Stories, Erotic Stories, Porn Stories, XNXX Stories, Adult Stories, XXX Stories

Sex Stories Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Cum Swallowing, Fantasy, Incest, Hardcore, First Time, Dark Fantasy, Young, Group Sex, True Story, Romance, Masturbation, Domination/submission, Male/Female, Teen Male/Teen Female, Written by women, Teen, Erotica, Lesbian, Mature, Bi-sexual, BDSM, Exhibitionism, Virginity, Taboo, Humiliation, Female/Female, Cheating, Reluctance, Male/Teen Female, Rape, Threesome, Bondage and restriction, Gay, School, Voyeurism, Non-consensual sex, Cruelty, Love Poems, Violence, Teen Male / Female, Ass to mouth, Coercion, Wife, Male / Females, Job/Place-of-work,
Best Porn Sites

Dress Off: Sasha vs Tara (Part 1)

Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

chance of victory was stirring something inside of her. “And, umm, just exactly where is this game of yours to be played?” Sasha had the suspicion she might not like the answer, and the hope that Tara would soon like it a whole lot less. “Well,” the voice said, airily, “since what is at stake is the right to stay in the city, so to say, it seems only fair that the city itself is the field of play.” Sasha and Tara both simultaneously got a sense for what the answer to Tara's next question was going to be. “Would I be right in assuming then that these playing uniforms you'll be providing us with won't exactly be something prim and proper then?” “I take it then that neither one of you would like to see your opponent humiliated in such a tawdry fashion then?” the voice enquired, with more than a hint of amusement. “I'd like the bitch to have to walk through the city stark naked!” yelled Sasha, somewhat surprising even herself. Tara looked directly at Sasha, and then turned back to the laptop and flicked her hair haughtily. “Oh, but I wouldn't want poor Sasha to have nothing on in the city,” Tara responded, “not when a good pair of handcuffs and nipple clamps would so beautifully bring out the slutiness within.” Tara smiled at Sasha sweetly. The voice waited a few moments for each others' words to settle in, and then proceeded on. “Well, we certainly don't want to disappoint our clients, although to be fair we should at least give one of you the chance to emerge from all this ... victorious and with dignity largely intact. That said, our playing outfit is something that I believe you'll both find fitting to the occasion, if you get my drift, and you'll find it plays a rather integral role in the game. The rules won't be a problem for two ladies of such capable intellects as your own. You will both start somewhere in the city. You will both be given a clue. You both need to use that clue to find the next clue. You will both need to keep walking, or running should the occasion call for it, around the city. Every time you find a clue, that clue will also be given to your opponent so that they have a chance as well. However, since every chance comes with a cost, your opponent's playing outfit will also suffer what we shall call a 'wardrobe malfunction' of sorts as well. The first player to find four clues wins. The other player, well, gets a helpful pamphlet from us on how to start a new life and career in a new city, amongst other things. Win, win. Sort of.” The voice audibly grinned widely. “There are only three penalty offenses, and that's getting external help to solve the clues, interfering with your outfits and their behaviour in a manner we think is against the spirit of the game, and lastly, hiding out of sight or not walking or running out in public. The first penalty you receive is just a warning. After that, well, we'll just pretend your opponent found a clue and you can live with the consequences.” The voice paused for effect, while Sasha and Tara ...