The Dare, Book 3
Copyright© 2026 by TailWeaver
Chapter 30: A New Low
Biography Sex Story: Chapter 30: A New Low - Continuing the chronicle of Talia and her brother - and everyone else who becomes impacted by Talia's embrace of her inner Niki. Some time has passed in the documenting, but not in her life - hopefully it all makes sense.
Caution: This Biography Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Mult Consensual BiSexual True Story Workplace Incest Brother Sister Gang Bang Group Sex Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism Water Sports Public Sex
Talia knew Sara just wanted to show her off to the housekeeper some more, or something, and as wound up as she was, she didn’t really mind. Picking up the pitcher and her glass, she headed back to the large house completely naked and carefree. She retraced her steps until she entered their house, looking around for where their kitchen was. Finding it readily enough, she did not spot any iced tea just sitting around, so she went in search of Mrs. Krieg. Listening carefully, she thought she heard the sound of a vacuum from the upper floor, and she went to check, clutching the pitcher in her hand like a hall pass. She found the room where the housekeeper was cleaning, waited until she spotted her, and turned off the machine. Mrs. Krieg’s face was inscrutable as she stared at her for a long moment.
Talia lifted the pitcher, silently indicating they needed some more iced tea before clearing her throat to speak as well. “More iced tea?” She had no idea why this woman intimidated her so, but she could not deny the relief she felt when the woman stepped away from the vacuum and walked past her.
“You should be ashamed!”
Talia was not sure she had heard the woman correctly; she had a slight accent and was walking past her, headed downstairs. She hurried to catch up, still carrying the pitcher, finally joining her in the kitchen as the other woman pulled out a large gallon of premade tea.
“Pardon, what did you say?”
Mrs. Krieg turned and held her gaze steady as she stared back at Talia.
“You. Ashamed. You are a grown woman, they are just silly girls, and yet, there you are.”
Talia was not really sure what the housekeeper was upset with her about, but she worked to find the words to protest.
“It’s just,” she said, pausing for a moment before continuing, “a game. Just a game.”
Mrs. Krieg took the pitcher and filled it ½ way with ice before pouring the tea over the cubes.
Talia picked up her glass and told her, “I need to have a glass before going back out there.” Moving to the pitcher, she felt the woman staring at her while she filled her glass. Lifting it to her lips, she took a large drink and sighed, complimenting her in an attempt to ease the awkwardness. “It’s good, mmmm.”
“A game, is it?” she thought she heard Mrs. Krieg mutter as she topped off the pitcher again. Talia continued to take drinks from her cup, trying to hurry so she could go back outside, where she at least knew what the others expected of her.
“A game?!” she heard Mrs. Krieg repeat, and suddenly she felt the older woman’s slightly rough hand grab her between the legs, clamping firmly over her shaven sex. “This is no game!” she said, her hand moving roughly against Talia, a finger sliding between her slick lips. She moved closer and to Talia’s side before turning her hand and pushing a finger deep inside of Talia, fucking her roughly. Talia gasped, quickly setting her cup down before she dropped it, absently grasping the woman’s shoulder as she felt her body react to the rough assault. Another finger joined the one probing her, and she found herself clenching tight around the two fingers fucking her while she stood in the kitchen. Just as abruptly as it had started, Mrs. Krieg stopped fucking her with her fingers and stepped away, muttering, “A game? A fucking game?”
A little bewildered and more than a little aroused, Talia stood a moment before picking up her glass and the pitcher before heading back outside to where Sara and Rachel were waiting.
“Finally! I’m parched! What took you so long?” Sara asked, not waiting for an answer before continuing. “Rachel couldn’t stop talking about your tongue, and I got rather jealous!”
Talia watched while Sara filled everyone’s glasses for the third or fourth time today, and moved over to sit between them while they both took a long drink. Sara plopped down on her stomach, having adjusted her chair while Talia was inside, and Rachel lay down on her side, idly running the glass over her bikini-covered breast while she watched.
“Come on, my turn. Sunscreen first, though! Must stay protected.”
Talia grabbed the bottle of sunscreen and moved over to Sara’s spot, pausing only a second before straddling her just like she had Rachel. Sara was untying the back of her top while Talia dribbled some oil on the young girl’s lower back. Quickly getting into a rhythm, she spread the warm oil in long, even strokes all up and down Sara’s back. She glanced at Rachel, catching the other girl watching, and smiling a little at the two of them. Rachel stuck out her tongue suggestively, and Talia couldn’t help but blush a little, her obvious obedience still embarrassing in ‘public’.
Knowing what was expected, or what she thought was expected, Talia put the sunscreen away before sliding back off of Sara’s bottom. She glanced at Rachel before taking her hands and sensually massaging Sara’s ass, hearing nothing but a soft moan from her hostess. She continued to massage the firm behind, enjoying the way they felt in her hands, a bit surprised at how much she was actually enjoying this. After the way it had felt with everyone in the woods, the boys, as well as Sara, she knew she didn’t mind being with a female. But this afternoon was a little different. Just girls. And it was rather enjoyable.
She undid the two strings holding Sara’s suit around her hips and quickly pulled the pieces away before putting her hands back on Sara’s bare bottom. She slid down a little, still not as far as she needed to in order to kiss her like she had Rachel. Watching her hands grab and spread Sara’s cheeks, she caught glimpses of the girl’s wet pussy peeking out whenever she pulled her cheeks apart. Knowing Sara was as aroused as Rachel had been, she leaned down and kissed the middle of Sara’s back before pushing herself down along their legs, kissing her way down her spine until she was slowly licking down the warm crease of her bottom. Talia felt a wash of something like shame flood her senses as she licked down towards Sara’s nasty hole. As she licked the small dark ring of muscle lightly, she could feel her submission increasing. She could hear her voice in her head, urging her on. Good sluts licked bottoms, kissed little buttholes. Good sluts did all kinds of nasty things.’
“Oh, fuck, that looks as good as it felt earlier,” she heard Rachel say as she drove her tongue inside of Sara a little bit. She pulled her head back, watching while she spread Sara’s buttcheeks, and licked right down into her exposed pucker, running her tongue flat across it a few times before once again pointing her tongue and probing inside. Her submissive impulses built up inside of her, flushing her system with an erotic need to serve.
“Oh god...” Sara groaned. Talia kept her hands on Sara’s bottom, parting her cheeks while continuing to drive her tongue in and out of her pucker. She was lost in a world of submissiveness, driving her tongue deeper and deeper. She could feel the sides of Sara’s butt crease sliding along her lips and cheeks as she drove into the woman’s channel, and as Sara pushed back, raising her hips eagerly, Talia was able to slide a hand underneath Sara, not surprised at how wet the other girl was.
“Damn, stop, enough, enough,” Sara mock complained, pulling away from Talia’s insistent touch and waving at Talia’s face behind her. As Talia backed up, Sara maneuvered her legs free and rolled over, tossing her top to the side and spreading her legs eagerly, her pink slit glistening in invitation. Talia did not pause before diving in, her tongue sliding up the length of Sara’s sex, suckling on her clit while her finger slowly slid inside of her channel. As she slowly probed Sara’s cunt with her finger, she kept up her oral assault on the woman’s labia, her lips closing around her clit frequently.
A minute or two later, Sara stopped Talia again, pushing her back and sitting up. “You lie down now,” she ordered, waiting until Talia was prone on her lounger before straddling Talia’s head and slowly lowering herself onto Talia’s face. “God, you fucking do that so well,” she groaned, grinding herself down onto Talia’s mouth, her hips quivering from the intensity of Talia’s linguistic attack. Sara rode Talia’s tongue, bouncing her hips up and down, until she was gasping in pleasure, her orgasm imminent. She paused, lifting up and turning around before settling back down over Talia’s face. Talia licked a couple of times, driving Sara closer to her peak, and waited as Sara again paused, sitting more upright and lifting up her hips, rotating them until her bottom was directly over Talia’s face. “Make me cum, little slut, make me cum like the dirty cunt you are!” Talia drove her tongue straight up as Sara rocked down onto her face, her fingers ravaging her clit as she worked her bottom over Talia’s mouth and tongue.
“Yes, fuck yes, oh fucking yes!” Sara wailed, pausing to hold herself still while she began to orgasm, her asshole closing around Talia’s tongue while she continued to obediently drive the younger woman wild. She didn’t stop until Sara again pulled away, moving over and collapsing on her own lounge chair.
Rachel’s soft moans drew Talia’s attention, and she moved over to the other woman’s chair when Rachel beckoned her over. She had removed the rest of her suit as well, and she parted her legs a bit further in invitation, leaning back as Talia moved into position. Leaning in and tasting her second pussy of the day, Talia felt her submissive eagerness filling her with arousal as she obediently pleasured Rachel, right after doing the same to Sara. It was only a minute before Rachel was grasping onto Talia’s head, grinding her face against her wet sex as she came hard against Talia’s mouth.
Talia could feel their juices drying on her face as she lay back on her own chair. She sat up, taking her glass when Sara handed it to her, drinking deeply when the other two clinked and said ‘bottoms up’. She loved the cool feel of the liquid pouring inside, and she gasped a little at the coldness of her drink.
“We are going to need some more, I think!” Sara said, emptying the pitcher into her and Rachel’s glasses.
“Yeah, have her go get some more! Besides, I need the little girl’s room. I’ll go with her.”
“Oh, I have something better.”
“Hmmm? Oh, like...?”
“Mmmmhmmm ... Niki. Time to go potty!” Sara sat up, snapping her fingers. “I really should get a leash for you. Like a proper puppy!”
Talia sat up, flushing a little, even though she had been sure Sara would be repeating everything she had done the previous trip to the mountains.
“Come, come, just like Niki and Cyndi, or Max. Over here is good. Get down in the grass. Good girl!”
Talia got down in the grass easily, her body already tingling at the thought of being a naughty puppy in front of Rachel. She was not exactly sure why this made her so wet, but ever since she’d written about it, she had enjoyed some of her best orgasms picturing it. And when Peter began doing it in real life, she had to work hard to keep her fantasies in check. Now, on her hands and knees, looking up at Sara’s naked body, she shivered again. This was even better than in the woods, she thought, pushing back and getting her knees as wide as possible.
“God, she really is, like in her story!”
“Oh yes, she’s a nasty little thing. Come here, puppy, lick momma while you pee.”