Matt's name

"Meh, I got your name dude..." Groans Tom unwinding the paper-slip and showing it to Matt with a colorless expression.

Clearly the asshole would have liked better another turn with Miranda, you can't really argue with that.
You look at him , sunken into the couch with his head thrown back: he dosent' seem very eager to concentrate on anything else either the pleasure coming from your crush's hands.

"And what's the dare Tom? Come on, we don't have the whole night..." Presses Sarah with an impatience of which you can't quite indentify the cause.

Maybe she's just not pleased about how the game is developing for her, you think to yourself.
You decide to add your own voice to the matter in her support nonetheless, this stall makes you feel uncomfortable.

"Geeze, chill out you guys, would'ya? I was just collecting my toughts. Hmm, let'see..."

"Matt, dude, I'm a party guy, you know, right? I'd like you to have a bit of fun yourself" continues the douche with an affected poise which is not his.

"Cool, I suppose... Out with it, then" replies your best friend puzzled as much as you by the Tom's unneeded introduction.

"See, Miranda here is quite stiff and tired also, am I right?"

Miranda Seems about to reply but at the last second she bites her tounge and simply rolls her eyes.

"I'd like to relive her of some muscular tension, you know. You can think about it as an indirect way to reciprocate what she is doing to me"

Tom choice of words is voluntarily vague, but suddenly you feel an ominous itch crawling behind your neck.

"So what do you exactly propose that should make me have fun and make Miranda relax?"

"Well, I think you should eat her out..."

Tom drops the sentece casually, deliberately using the hypotetical form to soften the shock value of his words.

Matt seems to be at loss, he doesn't know how to reply, neither does Miranda, involved in spite of herself in the matter.

"What?" exclaim both Miranda and Matt in unison.

"Don't play dumb, Matt, you heard me. I want you to eat her out, I want to give back some of the pleasure she's giving to me, even if indirectly. Returning the favour, you know? And besides, you were the one in the first place who dared her to make me come, so it feels like I'm closing the circle, don't you agre? Shit, I'm like the nicest person in this room, am I not?"

"H-Hey! Have I not a say in this?" Butts in your crush astounded.

"Nope. Right Sarah?"

Sarah shrugs, making a face that says 'whatever, just get on with it'.

"Besides weren't you the one who gave Nicole a pretty similar dare a while ago, who by chance, involved me? Did I had a say in that?"

"T-That's not the same..."

"How so?"

"Well, you're a guy... I mean, there's no way you can compare to me, boys are always more than happy to get a blowjob." Stammers you crush.

Sadly, you can see clearly how her argumentation will fail.

"Wait wait wait. Aside from the game rules and all of that, are you telling me that girls aren't always more than happy to be eaten out? Are you kidding me? That's bullshit!"

"That's not what I meant..."

"And what then?"

"I meant that's not the same... we're not the same! I'm a girl, I would have to get naked and you're clearly doing it so that you can see me ... there!"

"Pfff, you're hilarious girl. You're grasping at straws... Weren't you eyeing my cock during Nicole's dare? Arent you now? If I remember correctly this is your dare, not mine," grins the douche.

"I-I'm not! I mean, why would I?" Retorts Miranda flaring up and turning her face away from Tom throbbing erection.

Whit this, the argument it's over, everyone is well aware of that.

"Sure, why would you, eh... Whatever. Come on Matt, chop chop!"

"B-But" starts your friend clearly contrived while glancing over to you.

"No 'buts', dude, I know you want it since the lapdance. It's only natural, relax, no one can blame you for that " cuts him short Tom in a confidential tone.
Was that referred to you?

"Besides, the game rules count for you too, you know..."

You have to say that you really weren't expect this curve ball from Tom. Involving your best friend like that, how low the asshole can get to get some pussy?
Well, not some, Miranda's...

"Fair enough, I'll do it..." shrugs Matt looking at you with a face that in his intentions should probably say something like 'dude, what can I do about it?', but actually says 'I'm horny as fuck and I know you John can't blame me for this'.

Miranda glances over to him as he stands up from hi seat, the expression on her face shows a mix of feelings you can't quite pinpoint.
It seems like she wasn't expecting Matt to actually agree, yet notice a trace of anticipation that puts you off balance.

"Ok then, I guess I have to get rid of my pants too, "she sighs after a brief hesitation.

"No need babe, Matt will take care of everything, don't you want to loose all the progress you made this far and leave me hanging, do you? Just relax..."

"So, how do we..." she fumbles with words as Tom stands up dragging her up by her arm.

"Let's just move a bit, shall we? Ok , now bend over the armrest... yeah, just like that. Matt can take care of you from there, right, Matt?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, what are you wating for then?"

As you friend moves next to Miranda, you notice the clear outline of his erection stretching the crotch of his pants.
Despite being one of the few in this room to have already blew a load, he seems be ready for a second round.
That's really not a suprise, given the game has been going for a while now and the sexual tension has been building up steadily since the first serious dare, which incidentally was Miranda's lapdance.
Everyone in his own way seems to have been affected by this: Sarah is becoming frustrated for the lack of involment; Nicole looks kind of disoriented and overly unhinibited for how you know her; Miranda has been restless for a while now; Tom is on the prowl, sniffing the air like beast of prey; and Matt is being an horny, immature ass, like he does when he smells pussy...

Speaking of which, he just stands there starting at your crush's round butt for a while, apparently hesitant on what to do or how to do it.
Miranda anxiously looks at him from over her shoulder.
She doesn't seem to very comfortable in that position either.

"Don't worry... You've got your own job, don't you? Focus on it and leave him alone" chides her Tom dragging her closer to his cock.

"Y-Yeah..."

Said this Miranda pulls herself on her elbows and leans over Tom's throbbing erection.
It's like the third time you have to watch her do this and despite you knowing she not really going to take the douche's cock in her mouth, the sight makes you clench your stomach harder than before.
Moreso, given the akward position, Miranda's lips gets so much closer to Tom's cock head when she leans down on it.
The douche can't pass up the opportunity, with the pretext to adjust his seat, he bucks his hips upward.
It all happens in a split second: Tom takes Miranda off balance, which has barely the time to pull her face away the moment the engorged cock head prods her pursed lips.
This casues the Tom's cock to lapse, sliding off against her mouth and chin, eased by Miranda's own saliva which it smears all over her cheek.

"Oops, sorry it slipped," quickly admits Tom playing innocent.

"H-Hey! Watch it," yelps Miranda pushing herself back on four, thus inadvertently pushing her butt towards Matt's groin.
She and Tom watch each other for long moment, each one wanting to make his point, the douche sporting his usual brazen grin while you don't get to see her face.

"I said already that I'm sorry. But your lips are so soft. You know? This would go so much faster if you'd wrap them around my cock instead of just kissing it..."

"I had no intention to kiss it either," replies Miranda visibly hot and bothered, "just keep your distance."

Behind her back Matt seems to have overcome his hesitation, maybe seeing Miranda wiggle her butt almost in his face had something to do with it.
You watch with a tangle in your throat as he reaches down with his hands and grabs her hips, then slips his fingers under her belly, between her skin and the armrest to unbuckle her pants, and then he hooks them over the hipbone and tugs them over her round butt in a swift gesture.

This causes a surpriese gasp to slip out of Miranda's mouth, which attention was more focused on what was happening in front of her than behind.
A groan of suprise slips from everyone's mouth as well as you all realize that your crush is not wearing her panties.
You remember that after Tom's dare she wento into the kitchen clearly implying that she was going put them back on.
Apparently she didn't.
You really don't feel like blaming her for that.
Plus from you're angle you have a prefect view of her bare pussy and asshole.
Which though are totally exposed for Matt to see too.
The only thing you can rejoice about is that Tom is not getting anything out of this...

"Well, someone is really surprised about this? Because I'm not" grins the douche in his own confident way.

No one dares to comment, not even the usually loquacious Sarah.

"What? It felt gross to put them back on, ok?" replies defensively Miranda.

"I'm not judging. No one is, right guys?"

"Tell her, Matt"

"Y-Yeah, of course." Judging from his reaction Matt wasn't prepared to the view.

Miranda's is all you expected and more.
Her butt is incredibly round and toned, propped like that is all the more evident.
She must be really work out a lot.
Her pussy is a paragon of perfection : a tight, pink, slit with heart-shaped, symmetrical small labia timidly peeking out of it.
She looks to be completely shaven from this angle, not a single hair can be spotted all over her privates
You wonder if it's her gets a brazilian wax before every party...
Did she expected to get some action tonight?
You have no way of knowing the answer.
What is sure is that she's a sight to behold.
Her asshole too is cute and tight, so pink that despite her positon, which leaves very little to the immagination, you can barely distinguish it between firm roundness of her cheeks.

"Come on, assume the position dude. Geeze, do I have to instruct you step after step?"

Matt nods.
As he knees, you notice that the seems to be quite entranced.

"Yeah, sure ..."replies Matt struggling to come out of his own stupor.
" Uhmm, do I have a time limit of some kind ... some specific rules to follow?" he asks while tugging Miranda's pants further down around her calves.

"Specific rule you say? Nope, just give all you've got. Don't hold anything back, you can use your hands too if you want. And no time limit. Dare's over when the orgasm is reached," replies Tom.
The way he keeps pretending to have no interest in what Matt is about to do to Miranda's puts you on your toes.
What is he getting out of this?

"Hmm, should I pick the next name before starting? So that the game can proceed?"