The Dare, Book 3
Copyright© 2026 by TailWeaver
Chapter 24: Nature Calls
Biography Sex Story: Chapter 24: Nature Calls - 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
Their Saturday journeys were becoming part of what Talia looked forward to each week. Whether it was embracing her cock sucking slutdom at the adult store, or pushing herself to act out in whatever way Peter wanted whilst in the semi-public space of a national park, the variety and intensity kept her mind continually working, even during her otherwise normal, workday, Talia times.
Talia kept her fingers busy between her legs as they drove up into the lower mountains, her body turned to face Peter. He had made her toss her single item of clothing - the white summer dress - into the back as soon as they got on the road. Peter seemed content to watch her, not making her tell stories or lean over and suck him while he drove. Talia worked to quiet her conservative side, driving herself to talk about what she was doing, letting her kinky side run rampant. She had learned that one of the fastest ways to get herself aroused was by reading or saying dirty sex words.
“Oh god, Peter, my cunt is so wet right now. Can you ever have imagined your sweet, innocent sister sitting in your car and playing with herself for you? Showing off her breasts, her hard, pokey little nipples. Mmmmm ... and her wet little pussy. Her cunt. It’s such a nasty little cunt, isn’t it? It makes me do all kinds of naughty things. We’re doing more naughty things today, aren’t we? Are you going to make me your slut pet in public again? In front of people? Will I have to show them my wet cunt and play with myself like this?”
She had to calm down periodically, stop touching and talking to prevent herself from coming. That wasn’t allowed, of course. He wanted her primed and ready.
By the time they got to the small parking lot where he used to go as a kid, Talia was far from her prim and proper self. She was Niki, and proud of it.
“Oh god, can we fuck already? I want to suck you off right now, and then have you fuck me in front of the whole world. I’m fucking drenched!”
“Patience, slut, glad you are in a good mood. Today should be fun. Frank said he had a surprise for Niki, and I know Sara is coming back. She has texted me about twenty times, I think.”
Talia flushed, her overly aroused sex sending another jolt of pleasure through her as she dragged her fingers across her wetness. Putting on the simple white summer dress and sandals, she got out of the car and stretched, feeling quite languid and naughty. After another week of servitude at home, she was finding it much easier to slide into the frame of mind she craved, and the new music Peter had started yesterday really did help her put Talia away when she wanted to.
They made their way back to the partially hidden picnic table, Talia walking around, feeling the breeze on her nearly naked body while Peter laid out the small lunch.
“I’ll be right back with the cooler. I brought extra since we might be here a little while, given what Frank said.”
Talia’s mind was running now, thinking what could be in their collective plans. She could feel her nervous arousal running up and down her spine, and she both loved and hated the anticipation.
“Hey there!”
Talia turned, expecting Peter, but saw that it was Sara, carrying a big blanket and a wine cooler.
“You are so ... naughty, Niki. I could not stop reading your stories. All of them!”
“Where’s, um, Alex?”
“Oh, pffft, him!” Sara said, shaking her head. “I, well, I’m not sure how long we are going to stay together. He didn’t really seem to enjoy me reading all of your stories, and when I said I was coming back, we had a big fight. It’s not like he didn’t see every inch of you last time, just like I did. Hmmmmph.” She put her wine cooler down and headed back between the trees a little bit.
“I liked the parts with you and Cyndi in the park. And Peter said, you know, you are wanting to act your stories out, right?”
“Um, yeah...” Talia said, blushing a little, thinking about Sara acting like Cyndi.
“I am surprised you guys haven’t gotten a dog yet, though, based on how much you wrote about Niki and Max.”
“Oh, um ... some are just fantasies ... right? I mean, I’d never...” Talia protested, her cheeks flaming.
“Hmmmph, I bet,” Sara said, grinning at Talia. “Anyhow. I thought we could eat on the blanket, just like Niki and the others sitting by that tree in the grass. Am sure you know, the table will come in handy for other things, but I...”
“You wanted to see Niki acting like ... Niki and Cyndi,” Peter said. Peter had walked up, catching the last bit. He placed the cooler next to the table and sat down on the edge closest to the blanket.
“I think that’s great. Let’s get your, um, school lunch out, T-Niki.”
Talia glanced at Peter, noticing his chagrined look. She was Niki more and more, but 40+ years of him calling her Talia did tend to make it hard to remember.
Talia took the wrapped BLT sandwich and a wine cooler for herself, then sat down in one corner of the blanket. She unwrapped the sandwich while Sara got herself settled across from her before uncracking the wine cooler. “Well, Niki was not allowed wine at school, but we don’t have to be exact, right?” Peter said.
“Of course not,” Sara said, smiling, before adding, “although I’m not sure that’s how they had lunch. I’m pretty sure Cyndi said something like: That’s not how you eat lunch now, is it?”
Talia flushed, though what Sara was asking was rather tame compared to what she had assumed would happen today. Perhaps it felt a bit ... more ... because it was Sara, not Peter, asking. She only paused a moment before she grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it up to her waist. She lifted her butt briefly, pulling the dress higher, and then slowly let her knees part, inch by inch, until she was sitting cross-legged in front of her audience. She could feel her dampness, her inner labia slowly parting as the adhesion from her juices slowly gave way.
Sara smiled, looking straight between Talia’s legs and nodded, “Better, keep them like that. And don’t forget, your hand should be busy during lunch.”
Talia nodded, expecting nothing less, and slowly traced the side of her sex with her finger as she began to munch on her sandwich. She could see Sara watching every move of her hand, and when her fingers lightly traced down the wet length of her slit, she was certain Sara was becoming flushed.
“You can’t help yourself, can you, Niki. Nothing but a hungry, hot, horny little cunt, mmm?”
Sara seemed to be working extra hard to sound naughty, but Talia didn’t mind. It worked, and she figured Sara would only get better. Watching Sara watching her, Talia was fairly certain that she would be doing more than showing off for the woman, and she found herself anticipating the difference as she played with herself in front of her small audience.
“Best just take that off. Sluts don’t need clothes anyhow. We know you just want to suck cock and get fucked anyhow,” Sara said after a minute more of silent watching.
Talia paused what she was doing, glancing at Peter, who seemed quite content to watch her perform for Sara. She grabbed the dress, bunched it around her waist, and lifted it up and over her head, leaving her naked in the dappled sunlight. Except for her silver collar. And a small jeweled plug. Naked except for that.
Talia put down her sandwich and took a drink of her cooler. She leaned back a little, resting her supporting hand by her hips as she became a bit bolder in her self-pleasure. She could see Sara watching every move of her fingers, and when she slid a finger inside of herself, wiggling it around a little, she knew she had Sara entranced. And Peter, for that matter
She heard a startled gasp and turned to see a couple of young men standing on the other side of the table. She quickly slammed her legs together and covered her chest with her breasts before she recognized the two other boys who joined them. Frank’s sons, from their last trip. This must be the surprise Peter had mentioned.
“Hey, now. You’re a slut, not some shy virgin. Get back to work!!
Talia flushed but lowered her arm and spread her legs again, returning to her slow masturbation show in front of Sara.
“Oooh! like Cyndi and Niki!”
She heard from the boys’ direction and realized that everyone had apparently read her stories.
“Oh yeah,” Sara said eagerly, “and Cyndi likes to make Niki talk too. Tell me how naughty you’ve been. Have you been sucking any more cocks??”
“Yes. God. Mmm. Yes. Last weekend. A bunch...” Talia moaned, her mind running wild as she channeled her slut desires.
“Ohhhhhh, where? How many??” Sara seemed eager to hear, or at least eager to have Talia share every embarrassing detail.
Peter chimed in. “Yes. Tell us, <Niki>. Tell us all how you like to suck cock!” Talia could hear Peter emphasizing her Niki nickname, and she had no real reluctance if she was being honest with herself.
“Oh god. Shit, mm, fuck. Ummm booths. Booths. At an adult store. There were quite a few last time.”
Sara piped up, “Last time? So this must be a regular slut thing for you. Like this. Hmm? Spread wider. Lay back. I want to see you go inside your cunt.”
Talia was flushed with shame and arousal now, and she closed her eyes as she lay back and fucked herself with her fingers. Her hips rode up a bit to meet her hand. “Yes. Yes. A couple of times. I suck any cock that shows up. I suck and suck and suck...” Talia’s words matched with the probing of her fingers, and she was rather lost to the sensation.
“Oooh, something pretty in her bottom. I read about those, too. Someone must be crazy about getting it in the ass. Maybe you guys can...” Sara said, turning to look at Peter while Talia kept touching herself, displaying herself wantonly.
’ Oh fuck, oh fuck, in my ass, she wants them to fuck me in the ass. Oh fuck! Talia was going wild with her naughty thoughts, and she was about to cum when Sara called out.
“Oh, stop. You don’t get to cum yet. Besides, you have a lot of admirers today.”
Talia groaned, pulling her fingers away from herself, putting herself up on her elbows, and noticing the table full of men and boys watching her as intently as Sara was. Feeling their eyes on her naked body, she felt that familiar pleasure wash over her, and she clenched down inside of herself a couple of times, enjoying the sensation.
“Well, either you have a lot of Roach customers today, or they got something planned for you. Best be sure you are all ready, hmm? Let’s go potty in the woods, the guys will wait.”
Sara grabbed Talia’s dress before she stood up, holding out her hand and waiting until Talia took it. She helped Talia get to her feet and then pulled her along slowly, aware that Talia had kicked off her sandals and was walking quite naked under the trees. They did not go far, just past a few trees, giving them the illusion of being away from the men.
“Ok, Niki, do your business, you know how you are supposed to go, right? I read the stories you know.”
Talia looked up at Sara, flushing. No one besides Peter had seen her do this, yet, and she was not sure she could do it. But the submissive flame inside of her was roaring into life, and she resolved to try. Getting down on her hands and knees, gently, she spread her knees and pushed backward until she was sure she would not hit her calves. Trying to relax, she looked up and noticed Sara had slipped her shorts and panties off and was standing there with her fingers running through her blonde pubic hair.
“You know the rules. If you are alone, fine, but if someone takes you potty, you are supposed to...” Sara’s voice sounded a tiny bit uncertain, but there was a look in her eyes that was almost desperate.
Talia flushed. This was nothing like a rather drunken night exploration with her roommate. This was full on, light of the day, another woman’s pussy right in front of her.
“C’mon, you write about it so much, you must want to. I mean, if all you want is what those girls did in the locker room, I suppose I could, but I have never really...”
“No, um, it’s ok,” Talia said quickly, coming to grips with just how much information people had about her fantasies based on her wide variety of stories. She was not really sure where some of her ideas came from, but even if they made her horny, she wasn’t sure she was ready to just try them all. Especially the bathroom games. And the dogs. She really wasn’t sure about that. Nice in her stories, but...
Realizing she was not paying Sara much attention, Talia moved forward a little and licked at the woman’s slit experimentally. She knew what she tasted like herself, but the only other vagina she had examined and touched had been 25 years ago.
“Oh, god ... you really...” Sara said softly, tilting her hips a little to make herself a little more accessible.
Talia did not think about what she was doing, certain that her imagination and fantasy would not let her down. She moved her mouth over Sara’s open sex and began to lick up and down the tangy pink skin, inhaling another woman’s scent for the first time that she could honestly remember. Talia closed her eyes, groaning as the full ramifications of what she was doing washed over her. She was now a pussy licker. A cock sucker and a pussy licker. On demand.
“Oh, jeez, that feels ... I mean, oh shit...”Sara seemed to be enjoying herself, and that only encouraged Talia. She began to lick harder, her tongue exploring every inch of the woman’s sex.
“God ... oh god,” she heard Sara cry, her hands coming down to gently hold Talia’s head.
“Don’t forget, little puppy, you gotta go potty too.” Sara’s voice was rather breathless, but it reminded Talia of the full impact of the game they were playing. Still licking, she brought her knees forward an inch or so to better expose her bottom, and she tried to relax her insides while continuing to lick at Sara’s tangy center. She felt a wave of submissiveness wash over her as she began to urinate on command like an actual pet puppy. She kept licking, her eyes closed as she tried to not to overthink what she was doing, but she knew she was living out another of her stories, and it made her quite wet - for both reasons.
Sara kept running her fingers through Talia’s dark hair. Her lips and mouth continued to pleasure Sara’s sex until she felt Sara push back on her head.
“All done? Mmmm, just have to drip dry, don’t you? Too bad Milo is not here, he’d take care of you, right?”
Talia flushed again. Another story quote, another insinuation that Talia would willingly accept the tongue of a dog against her intimate parts. Talia shook her head, her hair brushing against Sara’s thighs as she pushed back, letting herself drip dry for a moment.
“Hmmm, I think you might just be protesting for protest’s sake. No matter, I think you are going to have quite the time today in any event, hmm?” Sara was pulling her underwear back on as she spoke, glancing at Talia’s naked, kneeling form. By the time she had her shorts back on and had adjusted the fall of her shirt, Talia felt as dry as she was likely to get, and she moved to get up slowly, careful to avoid the dark circle in the sparsely grass-filled earth. Sara handed her the dress and waited while she pulled it back on.
When they got back to the picnic area, Talia moved to stand on the soft blanket. The guys all turned to look at them, their conversation falling away into silence. Talia looked at her brother and Frank sitting on one side, along with one of the new guys. Peter and Jacob faced them, along with the final member of the group seated at the table. Six guys. Six cocks. Talia was sure Peter had promised her to them, though what exactly they had in mind she was not sure. She was pretty sure she did not care, either, the dampness between her legs reminding her just how turned on she was, standing barely dressed in front of 7 people. Not just any seven people, she thought, but seven people who were planning on fucking her. Or at least six of them were, Sara probably just wanted, well, she wasn’t really sure, exactly.
Peter smiled at Talia briefly before talking loudly enough for everyone to hear.
“Now. Everyone here except Jacob and Robbie’s friends knows firsthand just how, erm, enthusiastic Niki can be. And if you really want to recreate the game night, as Frank told me, the one with all the geeks, I figured we should have a sort of warm-up round. Or there might be some fireworks that go off unplanned if you get my drift.” He paused, glancing at the boys before continuing. “Besides, it’s been a week since she had more than one cock to suck, and I can tell she’s getting needy. Aren’t you, Niki?”
Talia flushed, the bold words detailing what was going to happen adding to her embarrassed discomfort. Usually, things just happened as things went along. Now it was being planned, and she was being forewarned.
“So, um, Niki crawl under here and, well, you know what to do. Make sure they all know just how good you are! And hand me the blanket, we can give you some padding at least.”
Niki bent and picked up the blanket, someone having removed the remains of her quick lunch while she and Sara had been gone.
“Hey, all, um, nice, but ... I won’t be able to see very well. Didn’t come here to miss out!”
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