Derek now looked at Maryon. "What'll you choose?" he said.
"A Dare, a Dare," she cried, excited, and hoping that it would somehow involve Colin again. But, instead, Derek dared her to go sit on Johnny's knees then, in an afterthought, told his friend to sit on the hay-bale first. The nude youth started to complain again that the straw was sticking in his ass, and didn't seem too thrilled about having the kid in his arms, so little Maryon decided to do her best to make him feel better. As soon as he'd sat himself down more or less comfortably, with his legs over the edge of the bale, she went over to him and, lifting the tail of her blouse up a bit, sat on his knees and slid along the groove of his thighs till she was close to him. Since it was her Dare, she guessed she could make her own arrangements, and, since his knees were hard and bony, she preferred the fleshier part of his leg to plant her own plump little rump on. Again there came that little electric spark just inside her cunt as the hairs on his thighs brushed roughly under her naked butt, and then she was settled firmly against him, with his cold, limp flesh hard pressed between her thigh and his stomach. Without really thinking what she was doing, she reached down with her right hand and grasped the length of his cock, adjusting it better against her, and hoping to warm it up. She heard him gasp and innocently turned her big blue eyes on him with some surprise. Hadn't he had a girl touch him before?
Johnny must have wondered what kind of little girl this was, after all, as her tiny fingers fondled and manipulated his cock and balls until the latter tightened and the former stiffened into a thin pencil. He rather guiltily looked about him but the others apparently couldn't see the delicate maneuver going on at his crotch. With a surreptitious movement he parted his thighs a fraction, with the result that Maryon's little white ass was clamped between them as it dropped, and she found she could more easily work her slim fingers under his taut testicles to toy with them. Letting her flexing hand rest there, she turned her attention back to the game.
Karen was up in front now, her naked white body dramatically contrasted by the glossy black curtain that concealed the joint of her thighs. Her shallow, oval breasts with their dark, hard centers flowed neatly into the other curves of her young body as she stood there with her weight on one leg, her hip thrown provocatively out. Her pert, long tongue licked her dry lips as she suddenly pointed to Derek, who'd just sat down. "Okay, lover," she said. "It should be Colin's turn now but will you go first… or are you chicken?"
Put this way, Derek could hardly refuse the challenge, and stared at her naked body lasciviously through narrowed eyes. "Sure I'll take first go," he said. "I'll have a Promise."
If he thought he'd get a delayed bit of action, he was sadly wrong. Karen's strange green-blue eyes widened to their fullest. "You have to promise to kiss my ass, right here and now!" she threw at him and, turning herself about, bent over with her hands on her knees, curving her spine so that the pale twin globes of her butt protruded at the startled watchers like a pair of blind eyes. As he hesitated she wriggled it at him, knees and thighs together, looking back past her body with her black ponytail flickering at her ear. Fascinated, Maryon could see the dark brown spot that was the girl's asshole and, even as she watched, Karen placed both hands on her wiggling rearward cheeks and pulled them apart, leaving no doubt in anyone's mind just where Derek was invited to place his lips. In Maryon's hand Johnny's prick suddenly swelled and began to twitch, and she squeezed it tighter.
"Shit! You find someone else to kiss your butt!" said Derek, outrage in his voice. "I'll kick it up your guts before I kiss it!"
"Chicken!" said Sylvia and Karen in unison, and both of them fell into a fit of giggles which set the older girl's uncontrolled soft breasts to quivering and Karen to stamping the floor. But she quickly recovered herself and, standing to face them again, rolling her hips as if to encourage Derek to think about what he'd missed, she said: "Forfeit! You got to give me a forfeit!"
"Okay, what," growled her erstwhile boyfriend.
"Same as Johnny's that you had him pay," she said, and called Sylvia up off the floor to help her. Standing the red-faced boy where the others could clearly see him, the two girls stripped his Bermudas down his legs to reveal he was smoother of skin even than Johnny'd been. His prick and balls were pink and hairless, Maryon saw, and hung down together completely lax. Instead of having him on hands and knees like Johnny, Karen posed him in the position she'd been in, bent-legged and with his plump smooth melons stuck defenselessly out, hands on his thighs. Sylvia thoughtfully spread his feet apart so that it was difficult for him to clench himself, and then Karen, standing beside him, really laid into him with a power and a passion that frightened Maryon just a little bit. The green-blue eyes slitted and the jet-black ponytail jerked like a small whip as the white-skinned girl spanked his bare ass as hard as she could, setting his flesh to quivering with the impact. In no time at all he was pink, and another half-dozen cracking blows inflamed him to a redness that matched that of his furious face. For Derek was in no way enjoying this punishment.
Curiously Maryon felt somehow stimulated by the sight of the naked couple in their tableau vivant, and as she imagined the feel of that flat, smarting, swinging hand on her own chubby rear she shifted herself on Johnny's thighs, increasing the pressure and clutching rhythm on the boy's now hot and hard red rod. Her mouth was dry as she stared at the scene. So entranced was she by it that she hardly noticed when Johnny slid a heavy hand along her leg and began to caress her moist pink cunt, and how her own thighs slid apart to accommodate his busy fingers.
But when, finally, Karen stopped her smacks and, in one quick movement bent her head and sank her teeth briefly into Derek's tender and hand-expectant rear end, Maryon's circling little fingers clamped so hard around Johnny's rampant cock that he jumped and all but threw her off.
Derek jumped forward and, cautiously feeling the place where Karen's white teeth had chomped him, but without breaking the skin, demanded: "What the fuck did you do that for!?"
"Oh… seemed like a good idea at the time," was her soft reply. But although she acted casually, Maryon noticed that now her hard little nipples stood out from her like nails, and that she pressed her legs together from ankle to crotch, swaying them as though she was impatient to take a piss. Bright patches of pink lit her cheekbones and her eyes were hot looking and moist as she turned to Colin.
"Dare!" he said without being asked.
Karen was obviously excited now, her hips swaying, her pointed red tongue wetly running over her lips, her weight going from one leg to the other, bent forward a little at the waist. "I dare you to prove that you've a bigger thing than Johnny's and Derek's," she said, without even pretending to think.
Colin didn't look at all surprised, but merely raised one eyebrow. He almost looked pleased, at last, in contrast to the embarrassed or annoyed expressions the other two had put on when they'd been forced to strip.
As casually as if he were going to take a shower, the tall English boy unzipped his faded pants, let them drop to his ankles, and stepped out of them, kicking them toward the pile. He strode straight up toward Karen, a mocking light in his eyes, took her hand, and placed it fair and square on his half-aroused prick.
Maryon drew in a deep breath. Of them all, he most was like Michael. A soft golden down surrounded him and, as he stood, deliberately, in a shaft of sunlight, it almost looked as though there was an aura about him, a kind of yellow halo. "I suppose you want a proper comparison?" he asked calmly, in charge of the situation. "Derek, Johnny, get your Yankee asses over here and let the girls see your stuff. And Sylvia, Maryon, you'd better come and help Karen to judge."