Just in the nick of time

Just after Sarah finishes speaking the clock strikes midnight and the dare begins. Tom wastes no time grabbing his shirt with one hand and quickly pulling it over his head revealing his hard abs. Sarah wolf-whistles in appreciation as Tom flings the shirt over his shoulder and tucks his left arm behind his back. Being in shape physically was about the only thing he had going for him that you could think of, maybe that alone explained why he hooked up with so many girls. They'd certainly had an effect on Sarah as she blatantly stared at him, but they were also, much to your chagrin, having some effect on Miranda. While his top was on Miranda had sat still over Tom pointedly looking disinterested, now his abs were exposed she was blushing and you could see her trying to steal glances when she thought no one would notice.

Tom didn't leave her in peace for long as he next grabbed the hem of her shirt and began to pull it upwards, revealing Mirandas flat stomach inch by inch. "Arms up" he told her and she begrudgingly obliged, allowing Tom to pull her top over her head and expose her black bra. Even encased in a bra Mirandas 36C breasts looked just as beautiful as you'd dreamed. Once Tom had removed her top he threw it aside in the same way he'd thrown his own and then he moved on to the main event.

He started by reaching behind Miranda and pulling her closer to him, "Hey!" She protested but he simply replied, "Couldn't reach." His hand quickly traced round her back to the bra clasp and his nimble fingers quickly undid it. he gently pulled her bra straps to the edges of her shoulders and it seemed like Tom was already done, and with twenty seconds to spare.

But suddenly Toms hand disappears back to Mirandas front. You wonder why for a moment until you see him groping Mirandas boobs over her bra cups. "What are you doing?" Miranda yells squirming in his lap. "Just making sure it all comes off" He replied feigning innocence. "Sarah!" Miranda calls out but the girl in your lap nonchalantly replies "So long as it's just one hand it's not against the rules."

Miranda huffs at this but sits still, closing her eyes and staring up to the ceiling as Tom gropes her. At first his hand cupped and squeezed Mirandas tits over her bra until he slipped his hand under it to touch Mirandas bare chest. Miranda had remained stoic until now but when he squeezed her bare breast she gasped and blushed but her expression remained unchanged. His hand continued to play with both of Mirandas soft boobs under her bra for a few seconds until he suddenly tried a different maneuver, using Sarahs lesson from before, pinching Mirandas nipple.

"Mmh!" Miranda moaned , scrunching her eyes shut and biting her lip. Tom smirked as he pulled, pinched, squeezed and twisted Mirandas nipples mercilessly under her bra. The formerly silent and statuesque girl was now a shaking mess of half concealed moans, writhing and shivering in Toms lap.

There were barely five seconds left when Tom acknowledged the clock again, he gave Mirandas tender nipples a final pull, causing Miranda to swear under her breath, before he grabbed the front of Mirandas bra with his hand and roughly yanked it towards him. Mirandas bra straps slipped instantly off her shoulders and her 36C breasts were finally uncovered.

Her breasts bounced as Tom wrenched their support away and you could only watch in awe as Mirandas beautiful tits fell into their natural position, they were snow white except for her small salmon pink nipples, that stood hard as diamonds atop her soft supple breasts. You silently admired the way they moved with every deep shuddering breath she took.

You're not the only one enjoying the sight, Tom is also staring at the pair of breasts just in front of him. As Miranda regains her composure she awkwardly tries to cover her nipples with her forearm before asking Tom, "Are you done now?"

"Only if you want me to be" He answers, running his hands up her sides from her thighs towards her tits. She uses both hands to stop his advances, accidentally flashing him her perfect boobs once more, causing him to smirk and her, when she realizes, to blush and quickly recover herself.

"Just, go pick a name" Miranda sighs wearily, beginning to slowly remove herself from her position straddling Tom, but much to her shock Tomjust grabs her around the waist and simply stands up, holding her hips against his own. Miranda instinctively grabs on to Toms shoulders with both hands, again revealing her boobs in the process, as he reaches down to grab a slip from the bowl. After he fishes one out he lazily sits back down to read it and an embarrassed Miranda lets go of his broad shoulders and tries futilely to cover her beautiful breasts again.