Miranda's Dare

“Suck the big toe of the person of the opposite gender sitting to your right,” Miranda said, then laughed in shock.

“Ah, gross,” John laughed at his girlfriend. “I wrote that one!”

Miranda’s mouth dropped and she reached over and slapped her boyfriend’s arm in fun. “How could you do this to me?”

“I didn’t think it would be you who pulled it,” John laughed.

Miranda turned and looked at Matt. “Alright Matt, how clean are your feet?”

“Showered before we picked you up,” Matt said with a shrug. “And clean socks?”

“Mmm,” Miranda hesitated, but stood and approached him. “Let me see them.”

Matt kicked off his shoe and then peeled off a sock, showing his decently manicured feet.

Miranda made a face. “I dunno,” she said.

“If you don’t do it, you have to run around the house in your underthings,” Sarah reminded her friend. “Aaand someone is lacking in panties right now.”

“Oh, shit,” Miranda laughed. “I almost forgot. I didn’t flash anyone, did I?”

“I wish,” Tom chuckled, and John elbowed him. “What?”

“That’s my girlfriend, dude,” John said.

“Whatever,” Tom shrugged.

“Alright, well I guess I have to do it,” Miranda said. “Matt’s toe is better than streaking.”

“Gee, thanks,” Matt said. “That means so much to me.”

“You’re welcome,” Miranda smugly grinned back. “Come on, give me your foot. Let’s get this over with.”

Matt held up his foot and Miranda took it both hands, leaning over slightly to get to the right position. This led to Matt’s heel pressing into her cleavage as she took his big toe in her mouth, wrapping her lips around it and giving it one suck. Matt almost went hard, seeing any part of him with her lips wrapped around it, but as soon as she’d done one suck Miranda dropped his foot.

“Blegh!” she said, turning and sticking out her tongue and flicking her hands back and forth like she was grossed out. This set the entire room to laughing.

“Hurry up and move on,” Miranda said. “I want to forget about that one.”

“On it,” Sarah sang, and presented the hat to John. “Last dare this go around, John.”

“Let’s see what’s left,” John said, and grabbed the paper. “Play the next round blindfolded.”

“Hah, that one was me, too,” Sarah snickered.

“What am I getting blindfolded with?” John asked.

“I’ll grab a tie from my father’s closet,” Sarah said. “You folks start writing more dares. Two each!” She scampered out of the room.

Matt grabbed four more slips of paper and brought them back to the couch for him and Nicole.

“You lucky bastard,” she whispered to him as they tried to figure out their next dares.

“I’m pretty sure you once told me you wanted to foot-fuck her, right?” Matt smirked.

Nicole snorted. “Yeah, that was a particularly dirty one, wasn’t it?”

“Have you noticed that we might be able to… y’know, manipulate this in our favour?” Matt said.

“I… might have,” Nicole said.

“Good luck,” I said.

“You too,” Nicole said.

“Got it!” Sarah said, presenting a black tie as she came back into the room. She quickly scribbled out two dares and put them into the hat, then collected everyone else’s before going to John. “Miranda, do you want to do the blindfolding, or can I?”

“Oh, you can,” Miranda said. “I’ve never tried to do that before.”

“Ooh, John,” Sarah giggled. “I’m taking your blindfold virginity.”

Everyone laughed, and John rolled his eyes. “Do your worst,” he said, and Sarah quickly had him securely blinded.

“Just one round, so you can take it off after you’ve picked your next dare,” Sarah said. “Tom, you’re up!”

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