Have an orgasm

"Simon says: Have an orgasm in the next 10 minutes without touching yourself," Nicole commands, her voice laced with authority.

Your heart races, the audacity of the command sending a shockwave through the group. As you process the instruction, you feel Miranda lean in close, her breath warm against your ear.

"Let’s do this together," she whispers, her voice soft but full of intent.

The proximity of her voice sends a shiver down your spine. You nod, a mixture of excitement and nerves coursing through you. Miranda shifts slightly, positioning herself so that your bodies are even closer. The warmth of her skin against yours is electrifying, every point of contact sending ripples of sensation through you.

You focus on her, letting the world around you blur into the background. Her eyes lock onto yours, filled with a mix of determination and desire. She begins to move, her body swaying gently, creating a friction that’s maddeningly subtle but incredibly arousing.

You match her movements, your hips rolling in tandem, the slow grind building a delicious pressure. Your breaths synchronize, the heat between you rising. Miranda's hands slide along your back, her nails grazing your skin just enough to heighten your awareness without breaking the command's rule.

Soft, involuntary moans escape her lips, mingling with your own ragged breaths. The room's atmosphere is charged with an almost palpable electricity, the quiet sounds of others attempting to follow the command creating a symphony of shared arousal.

Miranda leans in again, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "Imagine my lips on you, my tongue... every touch, every caress." Her words are like fuel to the fire, igniting your imagination and sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

You close your eyes, letting her voice and the rhythm of your bodies carry you away. The friction between you intensifies, every movement bringing you closer to the edge. You can feel her tremble against you, her own arousal mirroring yours.

The pressure builds, your breaths coming in shallow gasps. You can feel the impending climax approaching, your body teetering on the edge. Miranda’s soft whimpers and the heat radiating from her body push you further, your mind consumed with the imagined sensations she described.

With a final, shared movement, the dam breaks. Pleasure erupts through you, the orgasm hitting with a **** that leaves you breathless. Miranda’s own arousal mirrors yours, her body shaking against you, her moans mixing with yours in a symphony of release.

As the waves of pleasure subside, you realize that what you saw with Miranda wasn't a full orgasm. She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear. "You need to help me," she whispers, urgency in her voice. "Put your hand between my legs, and I'll guide you."

Your heart races as you nod, the gravity of the moment sinking in. With trembling fingers, you slide your hand between her thighs, feeling the heat radiate from her. Miranda's skin is soft, and the intimacy of the touch sends a shiver down your spine.

Miranda parts her legs slightly, giving you better access. You move cautiously, your fingers brushing against her most sensitive area. Her breathing hitches, and she places her hand over yours, guiding your movements with a gentle but firm grip.

"Just like this," she murmurs, her voice barely audible. "Slowly, in circles."

You follow her lead, moving your fingers in slow, deliberate circles over her clit. Miranda's eyes close, and a soft moan escapes her lips. The sound is intoxicating, driving you to focus even more on her pleasure.

As you continue, Miranda's hips start to move in time with your hand, her breathing growing more ragged. She presses your hand harder against her, increasing the pressure. "Faster," she whispers, her voice trembling with desire.

You speed up your movements, feeling the wetness and heat intensify under your touch. Miranda's moans grow louder, her body trembling with the building pleasure. Her fingers dig into your arm, her guidance becoming more urgent.

"Don't stop," she gasps, her voice strained. "I'm so close."

You keep your pace steady, your fingers moving with precision. Miranda's body tenses, her muscles clenching as she teeters on the edge. Her moans turn into **** whimpers, the sound sending waves of arousal through you.

Finally, with a sharp cry, Miranda's body convulses. Her orgasm hits her hard, and she grips your hand tightly, riding the waves of pleasure. You feel the intensity of her climax, her body shuddering against yours.

As she comes down from her high, Miranda slumps against you, her breathing heavy and uneven. She opens her eyes, looking at you with a mixture of gratitude and satisfaction. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice filled with relief.