This has been sitting in a 'finished' folder for years. I had decided not to publish it, for reasons I can't remember. I gave it an edit and hopefully, a few of you enjoy it, no matter how far-fetched it may get. Might better belong in 'Exhibitionism'.
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"Sir, I know I'm about to sound crazy to you, but can I have a moment of your time?"
I looked up from the book I'd been reading, another trashy suspense novel that I'd picked up the last time I went through the airport. To be honest, I wasn't even retaining anything from the pages, barely reading at all. My thoughts were consumed over my recent break-up with Janice. I had been struggling to wrap that idea around my head. That it was finally and forever over. I briefly dropped the lovelorn thoughts and focused on the girl standing in front of me. She was, no doubt, one of the local college students. I was at the campus, sitting under one of the verandas in the park. I often come here to read and relax, as it's only a few blocks from my apartment.
"I hope I'm not disturbing you," said the girl, nervously looking side to side, almost jittery. It seemed like she was concerned about being followed or something.
"Are you okay?" I asked. As far as I could tell, she looked fine. She had an athletic body, and breasts that bounced firmly with every ounce of her animated motions under her thin blouse.
The stranger laughed nervously, eyes darting back to me. "Oh, yeah. Everything's fine... it's just... look, I am taking part in this silly scavenger hunt for my sorority. Whoever wins gets to have the only private room in the house, for the entire semester. You have no idea how badly I want to win this. Anyway, one of the items on the list is to get a short, nude video of myself. I was hoping you could help."
I looked around, thinking I must be on some kind of candid camera prank show. Lots of college kids try to make viral videos for every social media platform, of course, so I had to keep that in mind, too. I think it was reasonable to assume this girl was pulling my leg. "Uh, why not just take the video yourself?" I asked.
"Um, that's just it. It has to be filmed by someone I don't know. A stranger. That's the rules. And I have a list of five questions I'm supposed to ask you. You don't have to show your face or say your full name. Just swear on the video that you don't know me, and you film while I ask you the questions."
"That seems easy enough." I put the book down, not bothering to mark the page where I'd left off.
"Yeah, easy for you," laughed the girl. "I have to do this naked!" She began unbuttoning her blouse.
"Wait, you're doing it here? Now?"
"Uh, yeah, we need to be fast. I get twenty bonus points for filming outside, twenty more if you answer ALL the questions." She emphasized 'all' very dramatically. It was clear she hoped I would help to the very end.
I scratched my head. It had been a while since I took part in a scavenger hunt. I couldn't remember the scoring system. They probably just made it up. I searched around the park. At the moment, there wasn't anyone near enough to be concerned. Fortunately, we were between class periods, but anyone could show up at any time. I chuckled, "Okay, if you say so, but we better hurry."
The girl was about halfway unbuttoned when she paused. "Hey, mister..."
"Brian, call me Brian."
"I'm Sara. No 'h'."
"Hi Sara, no h."
She smiled halfheartedly, nodding, and then she placed the back of her hand to her forehead, almost posing. "Oh my god, this is so embarrassing."
"Look, Sara. I know this is a silly college game. I get it, so you have nothing to be ashamed of. I'll be quick and painless with you, how's that?" I tried putting her at ease. Of course, I was going to enjoy seeing this delightful young woman naked (and wished I was using my camera rather than hers), but I didn't want her to feel too weird about the whole thing. This was nothing more than good, old-fashioned, college hazing. A rite of passage for many. And it was a nice reprieve from the depressing thoughts that had been monopolizing my mind.
"It's not so much being naked that bothers me." Sarah laughed nervously, again. "Well, it is... but the questions are so much worse. They're meant to be very embarrassing."
"What do you mean?"
Sara scanned the area once more and then in one quick motion, ripped off her shirt and bra, saying, "Oh, my god, I am just going to get this over with." In a flash, I was looking at perhaps the most stunning, naked beauty I'd ever seen. In person, that is. I didn't want this to end. She shoved her phone in my hand. "Please, start recording. I memorized the questions." I suppose that made sense, if the questions had been stored on her phone or something.
I situated myself and aimed the camera at Sara, pushing the big, red dot. "Alright. Go ahead."
"Is it recording?" she asked, turning to the side a bit, jutting out her breasts. I nodded, and she started the show, "Okay, well, please say your first name and swear to the audience that you don't know me."
"Uh, my name is Brian, and I've never met you. Not until a few minutes ago, anyway."
Sara was blushing deeply. "Okay, Brian, the first few questions are yes and no questions. If you say no to any one of them, the interview is immediately over."
Sara had mentioned she earned bonus points if all five questions were answered, so obviously she didn't want me answering 'no' to anything. I didn't bother stating that fact on record. Instead, I just answered, "Okay."
"Brian, do you like my body?" Sara then mouthed silently, as if in exaggerated slow motion. "I am so sorry for making you do this."
I laughed, before clearing my throat and answering, "It's no problem, Sara. Of course, you have a very nice body."
"Just yes or no, please." Sara shook her torso briefly, allowing her breasts to spring side to side for a moment.
"Then, yes," I said. Distant movement caught my eye. "Hey, there's a couple people walking past the food court down there, Sara. It doesn't look like they're headed this way, but you may want to hurry this up."
She nodded fast, muttering again, "Oh, this is so humiliating..." Then she turned her whole body to me and spread her legs wide, thrusting her hips out. As I had the camera positioned vertically, I caught everything in the shot. She reached down, spreading her lips. "Do you like my pussy, Brian?"
I could barely respond, because I was so taken aback by the vulgarity. Not that I minded. I was just surprised. "Oh, uh... well, yes. Yes, I like your pussy, Sara." I was almost embarrassed for her. The sorority girls were going all out to humiliate their new recruits, I thought.
Sara quickly turned around, with her ass facing me directly. She bent over, arching her back, but leaning over far. She slowly turned her head back towards me. "Brian, would you like to fuck me in the ass?"
I'd never seen a more perfect ass and yelled out, "Yes!" perhaps too loudly, grateful no one was in earshot. I quickly leaned in, whispering, "Uh, Sara... this is crazy, but I don't want strangers hearing you ask these questions. You better finish up!" The true reason I needed Sara to hurry was because I was about to sport wood.
"Of course," she said, straightening up and facing me once more. I loved that she had just the thinnest landing strip. She took a deep breath, exhaling, her brow curling, as if already apologizing for what she was about to ask. "I'm just going to ask this as quickly as possible. If I sucked your cock, would you make me swallow your cum?"
