Jen's turn to be dared

"My turn, I guess," Jen said, looking at Christie cautiously.

Christie smiled wickedly as she tried to ignore the vibrator that was buried between her legs. "Ok, my turn to ask. Truth, then: How often do you masturbate?"

"What? That's not fair," Jen complained. Jake smiled, remembering how much Jen had enjoyed teasing Christie only moments before.

"What's wrong, Miss Lubrication-doesn't-seem-to-be-a-problem?" Christie replied. Jake saw that she had one hand between her legs, apparently hold the vibrator in place.

Jen sighed, turning pink in the face, and replied, "Probably about twice a week."

"Twice a week, really?" One of the other girls asked.

"Why, too much or too little, Lisa?" Sheila asked. They all giggled, even Lisa and Jen.

"Ok, so what's my dare?" Jen asked, tossing her light brown hair with a flick of her head.

"You sure you want it?" Christie asked.

"No."

"I'll give you a choice, like you gave me. Either let us take a picture of you, totally naked, and put it on one of those internet sights-"

"No way in hell!" Jen said.

"Alright, then," Christie's smile was almost evil now, "you have to masturbate for us."

Jen's mouth dropped open. "For how long?"

Christie thought about it for a minute, then said, "For either ten minutes, or until you cum. And, you still have to be completely naked."

"Oh, God, this was a mistake," Jen said. She thought for a minute, then asked, "If I let you take a picture, do I have to show my face?"

"No, you can wear a mask or something, but you have to pose like I tell you to."

"Oh, Jesus," Jen said. She looked very nervous. "Ok, I'll do the picture. But if anyone ever finds out that it's me, so help me God-"

"We won't tell anyone," Lisa said. The others all agreed.

Sheila took a digital camera off the top of her dresser and handed it to Christie. Christie looked at Jen for a minute, trying to decide how to make her pose.

"Where's my mask?" Jen asked.

Sheila walked over to her closet, keeping her legs close together to hold the dildo inside herself. Jake had begun slowly stroking his cock. He knew that this was a once in a lifetime chance, but he also knew that he wouldn't be able to stay here for very long without cumming all over the place. He considered running down to the bathroom and finishing himself off, then coming back to see the rest of the game, but he hated to miss anything.

"Here it is! From my halloween costume," Sheila said, throwing a furry mask to Jen. "Beauty IS the beast."

All the girls, aside from Jen, laughed. The mask was a monkey's face. Jen put it on with a look of gratitude.

"Don't forget to strip, King Kong," Christie chided.

Jen removed the mask and slipped her nightie off over her head. Jake almost groaned aloud when he saw the golden glint of a nipple ring on her left breast. Jen sighed and slipped out of her panties, revealing a clean-shaven pussy.

"Hey, she's bald," Lisa giggled. Jen quickly pulled the monkey mask over her head.

"Just hurry up and tell me how you want me to pose," her muffled voice said.

"On the bed, legs spread apart, right hand pulling on the nipple ring, but not covering either breast," Christie replied.

"We can tell who the photography major is, I guess," the fifth girl said. It was the first time she'd spoken and Jake had nearly forgotten her. Her voice was husky, but whether that was because of the sexual tension in the small room or it was just her natural voice, Jake couldn't be sure.

Jen moved over to the bed and climbed up on it, posing like Christie had requested. The blond lined up the shot from the foot of the bed, looking up from Jen's feet, over her body. "Now," Christie said, "with your left hand, spread you pussy lips apart for us."

Jake wished that he could get into the room. The girls had crowded around the bed so that he could barely see Jen, but he did see her left hand slip down her body until it was between her legs. Looking from the side, he couldn't see much of what she was doing, however.

"Spread them further, I want you opened up like a flower," Christie said. "Play with your clit a little, if you need to. I want to see moisture."

"Oh, dammit," Jen's mask-muffled voice uttered. Her hand started to move a little, though.

Jake watched as Christie reached down between her own legs, and started moving there a little, playing with the enormous vibrator that was still buried in her pussy. Sheila's hand was also busy between her legs as the rest of the girls all watched the hapless Jen, posed and playing with herself.

Christie stopped touching herself and focused her attention and the camera on Jen. "Say cheese."

"Fucking cheese," they all heard as Christie took the picture.

Christie quickly uploaded it to the computer and emailed it to several websites, while Jen got dressed and continued to protest. Jake made a mental note of the websites he'd seen in the email. His cock was hard as a rock and he knew that he was going to cum soon.

Christie looked around at the other girls in the room, her face flushed and her breathing coming in harsh bursts. "I've gotta go to my room for a minute," she said, quietly.

"No fair," Jen said. "You're going to take out the vibrator."

"She's going to go do something with the vibrator," Sheila said.

"I just have to go to the bathroom," Christie said. Jake noticed that she kept shifting her legs, but whether it was from the sensations of the vibrator or from having to use the restroom, he couldn't tell.

"Two minutes. Otherwise, when you come back, it's your turn again," Sheila said.

"Fine." Jake had to jump out of the way as Christie came through the door and turned toward the restroom.