His dick sucked

"Fuckin' finally!" Tom crowed, then turned right to Miranda and I on the bench. He stood up and pointed at his bobbing erection with both hands. "Miranda. My dick, your mouth. Let's do this."

As the angry red cock stared right at Miranda (and so did his dick), several voices started arguing at once.

"No way-" I began, but was overridden by both Matt and Nicole.

"Dude, what is your problem?" Matt said.

"Get some fucking class, you-" Nicole started yelling.

"Hold up," Sarah shouted all of us down, standing up from Matt's lap with her hands up to quiet us. Her breasts, encased in the mesh top and bobbing just slightly with her sudden movement, honestly did more to quiet me than the yelling or the hands. "You guys need to calm the fuck down," she said to Matt, Nicole and I. "And Tom, you need to play in the spirit of the game."

"This is the spirit of the game," Tom said, looking like he was ready to stomp his foot in a pout like a giant, naked toddler. "Apparently half the people here have a problem with me being in the game at all. The only fun I've had is stuff everyone else has gotten too."

"That's fair," Sarah trailed off. "We did say that you can't include yourself in dares, though."

"No one is giving me anything good!"

I couldn't argue with Tom's logic, and he probably had a right to feel hard done by... but still, he was an ass and I didn't want him anywhere near Miranda. Or Nicole. Or, for Matt's sake, Sarah. That left… not many options.

"Guys, don't worry," Miranda spoke up from beside me. "I can handle this dare just fine."

Um, what? I thought. Miranda had a soft, self-satisfied grin on her face as she eyed Tom up and down. His erection was drooping a bit, probably from the conflict, but when he saw Miranda's smile he grinned wickedly back at her.

"I knew you were into it," he said.

"Well, maybe," Miranda said, and her smile turned a little bit more into a smirk. "Of course, Tom, since you are playing outside the rules, I've gotta say... I double dog dare you."

Everyone looked at Miranda and Tom silently. It finally clued in what was happening and I snorted a laugh.

"What does that mean?" Tom asked.

"It means she'll suck your dick. Right after you suck your own dick," Nicole laughed.

"What?!" Tom said. "That's not fair. I can't suck my own dick, it's physically impossible."

Miranda shrugged. "Well, I guess I won't be sucking it either then. Shouldn't have dared someone to do something to you."

Tom flopped back onto his bench, grimacing and glaring at Miranda. "Fine. Fine! No more dares including myself. I get it. I'll change my dare. Miranda, I dare you..." he looked around quickly and his eyes trained on Sarah, standing practically naked with just her mesh top and tiny thong. His grimace turned into a nasty smirk. "I dare you to eat Sarah's ass."

"While I would absolutely love to see that," Matt said (and to be honest, I would have liked to see it too), "I think because you didn't fulfil the double dog dare, you need to get a penalty."

Tom's deadpan face was almost comical. "I'm already sitting here naked with my cock out not getting sucked. I don't think skinny dipping in the pool is a big deal."

"True," Sarah said. "But I think it's like forfeiting on a dare - you don't get rewarded for it. And since Miranda is the one who stumped you, I think she gets to dare you to do something."

Tom just breathed in and looked up at the night sky, clearly suppressing the urge to say something.

"Tom, I'm sorry," Miranda said. "You're right, we haven't really been including you fairly. So I have an idea." She turned to Sarah. "Sarah, could you sit on Matt's lap like you were before?"

"Sure," Sarah said, then draped herself back on Matt's lap, her ass pressing into his boxer-covered crotch as she stretched out, arms back and legs out. This, of course, pushed her tits upwards towards Matt's face and he gratefully stared at them.

"No, the other way," Miranda said, twirling her finger.

"Oh, OK," Sarah said, then rotated, grinding her ass against Matt until she was lounging the other way. Each time the redhead moved, Matt looked like he was about to either drool or keel over.

"No, sorry, I meant like when you were facing him," Miranda clarified.

"Oooh, sure," Sarah said, then after another moment she was straddling Matt's lap again, her wonderful ass sticking out at us all with just the little floss of thong for a covering.

"Alright, now, Tom," Miranda said, turning to him. "I dare you to go over behind Sarah..." she gestured, and waited for Tom to do it. He stood, dick slowly starting to rise again as his eyes darted from Sarah's bare ass to Miranda and back. "And now pull her thong aside..." Miranda continued.

The excited glimmer in Tom's eyes was like a kid on Christmas as he knelt down and pulled the string of Sarah's thong from between her cheeks. While I couldn't really see anything more from the angle, Tom certainly could and he licked his lips, one hand drifting down to his cock as he looked back to Miranda.

Matt, on the other hand, looked extremely conflicted. Sarah was all over him, the exact place he wanted to be, but Tom…

"Now, Tom, you get what you asked for, cause someone is going to eat Sarah's ass. It's just not going to be me. Get licking."

A flash of disappointment on Tom's face. A spark of a raised eyebrow of interest on Sarah's. Tom turned and looked right at her ass, shrugged and said, "Fuck it." And he buried his face between her cheeks as he spread them apart.

"Oooh, wow, slow down hunk," Sarah crooned, easing forward away from his lips and tongue, pressing herself harder against Matt for a moment. Her hands were on Matt's bare chest, and he was holding her around the shoulders, keeping her tits pressed to him. "Yes, yeah, just like that," she said, relaxing a bit.

"I think it's technically your turn to draw now too, Miranda," Sarah eventually said dreamily, looking over her shoulder back at us. Tom was spreading her cheeks with his hands now, slurping away. I had no doubt he was probably slipping lower to slide his tongue along her pussy as well, but no one was going to argue. The fact that Sarah was sitting straddling Matt's lap, her ass hanging between his knees, made the whole scene weirdly hot.

"I'll take it," Miranda grinned. She got up from the bench and pulled a slip of paper from the bowl.

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