Matt's Dare

Matt ruffled the dwindling number of papers inside the hat and pulled one.

“Kiss the person of the opposite sex sitting to your right,” he read out.

“Well, I guess that’s karma,” Nicole laughed.

Matt turned in his seat on the couch beside her and leaned in. He and Nicole hadn’t ever hooked up - they and John had been friends for a long time, and Nicole had always said she was ‘80% lesbian and not about to make out with her brothers.’ The thing was, two-shots-in-the-last-ten-minutes Nicole had a lot less worry than everyday Nicole. She leaned in as well and kissed Matt without hesitation, her hands resting on her muscled pecs. Matt was surprised when she slipped him some tongue, and he did it back. It was weird kissing one of his best friends, but also really nice.

And then Nicole grabbed his chest hair.

“Fuck, ow!” Matt said, trying to pull back, and Nicole cackled as the rest of the room laughed with her.

“Honey trap!” Nicole shouted. “I got you.”

“Yeah, sure,” Matt chuckled, rubbing his chest.

“Alright, it’s me again,” Sarah said, and did the same thing as before, lifting up the cowboy hat and stirring inside it with her other hand. This time, without her big bulky sweater, her tight little tummy was on display, and her tits strained against the athletic bra she was wearing. She eventually picked the dare and handed the hat to Matt.

“Let’s see, let’s see,” she hummed, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, dancing her tight little buns back and forth. “The people sitting on either side of you both get to give you a hickey. Oh, shit!”

“Wow, that’s a good one,” Tom laughed.

“I’m glad I didn’t get it,” John chuckled. “Can you imagine going home with a couple of hickies and trying to explain it was from two different people?”

Sarah made a dramatic sigh and slumped into her seat. She turned to Matt and Miranda on either side of her. “Alright, you two,” she said. “Come on. Do me a favour and put it lower on my neck please, I’d like to at least pretend I can hide them.”

Matt and Miranda both stood up and loomed over the smaller girl, but then hesitated as they tried to figure out who should go where. Finally Matt said, “Hold on, I have an idea.” Soon he was sitting in Sarah’s chair, and she was sitting in his lap facing forward. Matt leaned over her shoulder from one side, and Miranda knelt down and came at her from the other direction, and they both started kissing Sarah’s neck.

“Oooh, this is actually nice,” Sarah said.

Miranda’s big tits were pressing into Sarah from the front, and from Matt’s vantage as he kissed Sarah’s neck he had a straight eyeline down into her cleavage. Fuck, one day I’m going to leave hickies all over those tits, he thought.

Instead, he sucked hard, and Sarah winced as he planted his mark on her, then she giggled and squealed as Miranda did it to her on the other side.

When they were done, the hickies were just starting to blossom. “Fuck, that was great until it wasn’t,” Sarah laughed. Matt and Miranda returned to their seats, and Sarah presented Miranda with the hat. “Your turn, hun,” she said.

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