Target Yuri

Yuri was still laughing at the time Casandra was ready for her truth or dare question.

The idea of her laughing gets under her skin, so she’ll make her pay.

“Yuri, truth or dare?” Casandra asks.

“Dare!” Yuri says, oblivious to Casandra’s wrath.

“I dare you to….” Casandra thinks of a dare, something she knows Yuri could never do.

“Do 100 sit-ups in a row!” Casandra exclaims.

Yuri giggles in response, more in a teasing way than anything else.

“Oooo~ You want me naked, dontcha!” Yuri says in a sexy voice.

“Nah, but if it makes you feel embarrassed, than sure,” Casandra says. Yuri’s teasing has little effect on her.

“Well, I’ll at least try the dare, unlike a certain someone…” Yuri says, making a not so subtle jab at Casandra.

Yuri gets down on the ground, her bare back touching the carpet as she gets ready for her dare.

Yuri can’t help but feel cozy as her bare back is caressed by the fluffy carpet. The wool and fibers give off a unique feeling to Yuri’s skin. She wouldn’t mind having the rest of her body feel this pleasing sensation.

Without anyone to tell her to start, Yuri does her first sit up out of 100. It looked surprisingly smooth given Yuri barely does them.

With each sit up, her breasts bounce irregularly, which seems to have captured the gaze of almost everyone in the room. Like a rubber band, each time she rises and falls, her nipples and breasts move elasticitly with her movements.

“How…many am I at…” Yuri says, out of breath.

“Only like 15,” Jessica says, still staring at Yuri’s boobs.

Yuri begins to slow her pace as her movements become more shaky. She struggles to get to 30.

Sarah looks down with pitty, knowing damn well she’s not gonna get to 100. But she also knows Yuri out of everyone else here wouldn’t try as hard, especially if she’s going to get naked afterwards.

Only after 33 sit ups, Yuri falls to the floor, arms outstretched along the carpet and chest heaving up and down as she tries to catch her breath.

“Well, well, well….” Casandra claps her hand mockingly. “You did your best, but it looks like you’re gonna have to strip now!”

Yuri takes a couple seconds before responding. She slowly sits up from off the ground.

“Oh no! What will I ever do!” Yuri says, covering her mouth in mock shock.

Yuri gets up, and without second thought, she strips off her sweat pants down, revealing nothing except her bare ass and pussy.

Her butt was nice and bubbly, being the perfect round shape that any woman would strive to have. Yuri’s pussy is neatly trimmed, with only a noticeable, yet small landing strip.

“Wow, so you really don’t where underwear, huh,” Emily says.

“Yep! And it feels so good!” Yuri says, hands in her hips as she suggestily moves them side to side.

Yuri then lays back down on the ground, lying on her back. The feeling of the carpet feels extremely soft and pleasing on her butt, almost too pleasurable for Yuri.

Jessica moves away from the completely nude Yuri as a dark shade of red glows on her face.

Yuri slowly shifts side to side on the carpet as she lets every inch on her body get touched by the soft carpet. Sarah looks down in concern for her carpet, knowing full well she’s going to have to wash it knowing Yuri.