Nicole wins, and she draws Miranda

Nicole could think of only one way to win, and, risky as it may be, she wasn't about to lose to Tom again. She knew teasing an animal was a bad idea, even when it was on a leash, but this was the only way she could avoid another humiliating loss at Tom's hands. She took a deep breath in through her nose to prepare herself, catching a heavy inhalation of his cologne in the process. That strong aroma addled her senses slightly, and made what she was about to do easier.

"But Tom, it's sooooo biiiiig, I don't know if I could take all that," she sighed dramatically, allowing herself to stare at the formidable bulge in his pants as she spoke. Realistically, Nicole knew that she never wanted to be even close to being speared by that massive thing, but she knew she could taunt him with the mere idea of deflowering her tight pussy. Like the animal Nicole knew he was, Tom took the bait.

He moved his face even closer to hers, so their foreheads were almost touching, before he spoke. "You'd be amazed what you can take," he growled, "I've fucked girls almost as tiny as you before, and they've all loved bouncing on Tom's wild ride." She doubted that was true, there was no way a girl of Nicole's stature could enjoy being split in two by a cock with that length and girth, but she wasn't going to argue with him. For her plan to work, she needed him to believe there was a chance of him fucking her, and for him to think that she would need to keep talking.

"Would you be gentle?" She murmured, doing her best to sound weak and pathetic as her eyes flitted from the outline of the pipe in Tom's jeans to his face.

"Of course, babe," Tom muttered, a liar's smirk on his face. Even when he was trying to sweet talk her into doing something she would regret, he couldn't help but act like an ass. That confirmed for Nicole that if she ever let that inhuman sized cock near her pussy, then Tom would just use her in the same reckless, selfish, bestial way he probably pounded all of his slutty conquests. Using their bodies like toys, treating their innocent holes like his personal fleshlights until he grew tired of fucking them, and then pumping his heavy load deep inside them or across their poor, fucked-out faces. What kind of a girl would enjoy that?

While Nicole was distracted for a moment pitying Tom's former partners, he decided to seize the initiative. "I could do it right here, right now," he whispered, one hand moving to tug down his boxers. Nicole got a view of six inches, around half of his full length, before she stopped him.

"Not in front of everyone!" she protested, her tongue subconsciously wetting her bottom lip as she caught another glimpse of the fuckstick that had stretched her throat. "So, you're saying that if I got you alone we could do it?" He asked, his hand tightening tellingly on her ass. Even the bulge in his pants seemed to stir, already excited by the idea she had sown in his head. Now, all she had to do was reel in the catch.

"Maybe," Nicole answered in her smallest voice. "But we'd have to end this stupid dare first," she added, putting on the cutest pout she could muster. That seemed to do the trick for Tom, who's smile grew a little wider. "I think I can do that," he whispered, stealing a final kiss to seal the deal before pulling away from her completely. "I quit," he announced, pushing himself up off of Nicole.

Several pairs of eyes turned back towards him again, with John leaning around Miranda's naked torso to look. "There's no pleasing that girl, she just wants to kiss me forever," Tom shrugged as he finished disentangling himself from her to sit up straight. Nicole frowned at his excuse for giving up, but she still breathed a sigh of relief that her plan had worked. She had outsmarted Tom yet again, and that thought alone made her feel all warm inside.

"Wow, I never took you for a quitter Tom," Sarah commented, an edge to her voice as she pursed her lips at him. "What can I say, Nicole convinced me she'd never give up until she got what she wanted," he responded drily, before turning toward Nicole again.

He still leered at her, with a smug glint in his eyes, like he still hadn't realized he'd been duped. Nicole pretended to be embarrassed by his staring as an excuse to turn her head away from him and sneakily roll her eyes. If he really thought she was going to leap on his dick the next time the two of them were alone, then he had to be even stupider than he looked.

"Anyway, my turn to draw, right?" Nicole asked, turning back to Sarah who still looked disappointed even as she rested her head on Matt's shoulder. "Yes, fine," she sighed, flicking the hat towards Nicole without taking her arm off of Matt's shoulders. Nicole took it up with a triumphant smile. She would have liked to have given Tom another embarrassing forfeit, maybe she would have made him be everyone's waiter for the evening, but just winning by itself was good enough.

She didn't even mind that all eyes were on her again, as she happily dug through the hat for a name. Scant seconds passed before she produced one, a tattered slip pinched between her short fingernails. With a flick of her wrist, she turned it to face her eyes and read it aloud. "Miranda." The name filled her with neither excitement, or dread. She quite liked Miranda, so she didn't want to hurt or tease her, but she (obviously) wasn't attracted to her, so she didn't need the pretty, brown haired girl to do anything for her.

Nicole tried to forget about shoving her tongue in that pretty mouth just minutes earlier. That was pre-orgasm Nicole, this dare was being given by post-orgasm Nicole, they were practically two different people. Looking toward Miranda again, Nicole looked past her to what she was sitting on. John. Her best friend, who had tried to help Nicole out with an easy win that she squandered by giving in to Tom's temptation. John, who also just happened to have a crush on Miranda. The dare she should give suddenly sprang to mind.

"I dare you to get John's dick out," she stated, no hint of nerves in her voice despite the lewd subject matter. She had already commanded Miranda to make him cum, this was simple compared to that. John's eyes went wide as he looked at Nicole around Miranda, his eyebrows shooting up to his fringe. The dare wasn't a shock considering everything else that had happened tonight, but John was still surprised to hear those words come so casually out of his innocent friend's mouth.

There wasn't a chance for him to express shock or gratitude, Miranda reacted first. "Sounds good to me," she laughed, turning back from Nicole to look down on John with hungry eyes. She squeezed his shoulders in excitement, gripping him like a harpy's talons, before she snaked her hands down his torso. Before he could even breathe, his belt was undone, and the button and zipper of his jeans quickly followed.

Miranda moved like she was starving, and the only thing she could eat was locked in his pants. The whole thing made his cock throb harder, rising up like it was eager to meet her. The silhouette of his erection tented his boxers, the final layer of separation between his crush and her target.

Without hesitation, she gave his underwear a final yank, allowing his hard cock to pop free and slap against her. His shaft rested in her soft pubes, while the tip ran up to her smooth stomach, like a rocket that had crashed through a forest with it's cone come to rest in a clearing. Miranda groaned in appreciation at the sight, firmly grabbing his dick with one delicate hand whilst her hungry pussy drooled all over his balls.

Despite it not being part of the dare, her hand began to slide up and down his shaft, slowly at first but rapidly picking up speed. Miranda stroked his cock like it was her own, willfully playing with it whilst sucking on the tip of one finger. Seeing him squirm and feeling his hips buck felt nearly as good as playing with herself. It was only John's weak warning that made her stop.

"F-fuck, Miranda," he groaned, "remember how you asked me to warn you last time?" Miranda's hand stopped abruptly, making the poor boy almost whimper. "Good point," she murmured, taking a deep breath in to control herself. She'd been so happy to have some undivided attention that she had nearly gotten carried away there, it was only John's words that stopped them both form blowing their loads too early.

One final time her hand traveled up his shaft, squeezing it firmly all the way to milk out a single dollop of precum, that oozed from his tip to spill over her hand. That glistening river ran across her flawless skin, until she brought her hand to her mouth, and cleaned it away in one languid lick. John looked like he was even closer to cumming just from the sight, his **** cock twitched against her and his hands gripped her hips like a vice.

Miranda almost didn't want to look away from him, but she had to if she wanted to keep playing the game. Now that she was involved (and earnestly desired) again, it seemed like a lot more fun.

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