Farrah was the first to bring it up. She wasn’t sure why everyone at the table looked so surprised; it’s not like they hadn’t done things like this before. Granted, it had been a while, but still.
“So let me get this straight,” said Steph. “You’re essentially proposing a competition of sluttiness?”
Taylor laughed behind the glass she was sipping. “Yeah, that’s what I’m getting, too.”
Farrah leaned forward, a smirk appearing on her face. “Why not? It’ll be like old times. We used to love doing things like this. I think it’ll be fun. And I vote that you go first.”
Steph sighed and crossed her arms over her chest. “Fine. What’s my challenge?”
The three old college friends left the restaurant and began making their way down the street. It was busy today, as everyone was out enjoying the weather on this beautiful Saturday afternoon.
“Ooh, here!” said Farrah, pulling her friends inside a quaint little bookstore.
The girls headed inside and found a near-empty aisle, aside from one older man who was perusing the titles on the shelves. Farrah gave Steph a nudge, as Taylor stood nearby in awe.
“Mmm,” moaned Steph, sliding her hand down the front of her yoga pants, her fingers rubbing her clit through her thin thong underwear.
The man didn’t seem to hear her though, so Steph decided to increase the volume.
“MMMM, fuck,” she tried again, and this did the trick.
The stranger did a double-take as he looked to his right to see Steph leaning against one of the bookshelves, touching herself. Farrah and Taylor pretended like nothing was amiss, casually looking around.
“Miss,” said the man, who had turned an impressive shade of red. “Are you. . .?”
But he couldn’t manage to finish his sentence, and instead hurried out of the aisle, flustered as could be. The girls erupted into a loud fit of giggles not suited for a bookstore and quickly hurried out of the shop.
“Amazing!” cried Taylor. “Did you see his face? Okay, it’s definitely Farrah’s turn now, since she was the mastermind.”
Farrah reached up to tighten her sleek black ponytail, as though preparing for some sort of battle. “Lay it on me.”
“Okay,” said Steph, “we’re going to the park.”
Farrah felt a nervous flutter in her stomach as Steph guided them into the wooded area of the park, where several people were jogging or walking.
“Him, him! Pull him aside and give him head against a tree,” whispered Steph, nodding her head towards an attractive blonde man in workout clothes.
Farrah couldn’t believe this was happening but was delighted all the same.
“Excuse me,” said Farrah, approaching the man with a flirty look on her face.
Taylor and Steph watched from afar as the man looked at Farrah in disbelief and then looked around, checking for wandering eyes. Finally, they disappeared into the woods.
The man pulled the elastic waistband of his shorts down so his cock sprang out. Farrah had dropped to her knees against the leaves and sticks and was eagerly taking him into her mouth, moaning as she did so.
“Where did you come from?” groaned the stranger, looking down to watch this beautiful woman giving him head in the middle of the day. Her mouth felt warm and welcoming.
Farrah bobbed her head up and down now, her eyes wandering upwards to see this man looking down at her in awe, and finally, he was shooting her cum straight down Farrah’s throat.
“Mmmm,” moaned Farrah, swallowing it down. It seemed never-ending.
The man helped Farrah back up to standing and laughed. “You’re wild.”
Farrah grinned as they both headed back to the trail. “That’s true, but if I’m wild, then so are you.”
The man was still shaking his head as he continued on his way, and Farrah rejoined her group.
“Okay, all done! That was a nice load of cum.”
“No way!” said Taylor, looking both shocked and impressed.
For the last challenge, Farrah and Steph decided Taylor should flash as many people as she could within five minutes. She was definitely the one out of all of them who should flash people, as her tits were huge DDs.
The girls made their way up the path when a group of college-aged runners began to head toward them, all men.
“Go!” hissed Farrah.
Giggling and blushing, Taylor lifted up her tank top and bralette at the same time and gave her tits a little shake at the group.
“Holy shit!” called one of them as they passed by.
“Bro, did you see that?”
The girls erupted into a fit of laughter, but that quickly came to an end when an elderly man with a cane came into their view.
“Aw, Taylor!” cried Steph. “You’re about to make this man’s day!”
Taylor rolled her eyes and lifted up her shirt again, just as the man was passing them on the right.
“What the – ” he cried, looking Taylor up and down. She really did have the most impressive, perky tits he had ever seen.
“You can touch them,” interrupted Steph, offering Taylor’s tits to this man.
Taylor shook her chest, her tits jiggling as she did so. “Go ahead, sir. Give them a squeeze.”
The old man didn’t know what was happening, but he certainly wasn’t going to turn down this opportunity. He reached out and squeezed Taylor’s tits, giving them a jiggle and running his fingers over her nipples.
“Fantastic,” he said, unable to move his eyes away from this beautiful sight.
“Well, we should be going,” said Farrah, realizing this man wasn’t going to leave any time soon.
The three friends continued up the trail, feeling completely exhilarated, when Farrah said, “so back to my place then? I’m feeling some kind of way. . .”
Steph and Taylor exchanged glances, knowing exactly what Farrah had in mind.
“I’m down,” said Taylor, realizing she was a little bit wet as it was. “Steph?”
Steph sighed. “Challenge accepted. Let’s go.”
