Rachel's Dare - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Rachel's Dare - Part 2

... personal journey. She shifted on the spot as the coin flipped this way and that. I focussed on the screen, holding my breath, willing it to be 'Tails'. And as suddenly as it started, the coin stopped and rested on it's result. I slowly closed my eyes, and grimaced. "Heads," I said, in a monotone. "It's 'Heads'." If Rachel's demeanour before the coin toss had been mute, her reaction afterwards was anything but. Breaking into a victory jig, she hollered to the sky in an obscenely loud voice, and I had to break out of my trance to try and shush her. We didn't need anyone coming to investigate the shouting. I certainly didn't need anyone to come investigating, at least. Rachel broke into another rendition of the tune for 'The Stripper', and held her open backpack out invitingly. "Come on big boy, show us what you've got!" she teased. My jaw tightened as I considered my options. In theory, I could just run back to the car. The 'flight' option. Rachel would hardly be the first woman to see me naked. That said, the intensity of the lamp light combined with the sheer openness of the park were making me feel very self-conscious. Seeing her eyes sparkle though removed any thought of flight, at least for now. Sighing, I once again acknowledged my defeat. Rachel twirled a finger around in the air, indicating that I should turn around. I got the gist of what she wanted, and she was simply too cute to refuse. Resigned, I turned my back on her, held my boxers in readiness, and then leaned ...

... over. I pulled the boxers down as I bent at the waist, and forced them down past my knees. I pictured how Rachel had looked when she pulled that same manoeuvre with her shorts, a few coin tosses ago. I had to confess I wasn't as flexible, but I at least made up for having to bend my knees a little by giving her a good wiggle of my naked backside. The laughter and clapping I heard from behind me suggested I was a hit. I couldn't help but smile, even as I felt my cheeks flush. I didn't even try to remove my shoes this time, and forced my boxers over them, before standing up with them in one hand. So here I was, I thought. Naked. In the middle of a public park. I knew Rachel was expecting me to turn around and give her an unrestricted view of my fully erect manhood. Self-consciousness temporarily rooted me to the spot though, before I heard an expectant cough. Oh, what the hell, I thought. What's the old saying? 'Grin and bare it'? I twirled around and deliberately placed my hands on my hips, more to keep myself from reflexively covering my penis than anything else. Rachel treated me to an admiring gasp, and covered her mouth with her hand. In my current state of mind, I couldn't fully tell whether she was genuinely impressed, openly mocking me, or just being polite. Still, I thought, I'm standing in front of a beautiful woman who might herself be naked in two more coin tosses. Why not assume the best and just enjoy the moment. I gave her an impish smile, and was rewarded with a ...