Chapter 26
by 
Cheesers123
What does Sarah draw?
Nicole
Shower with Miranda
The slips were starting to separate out now, the more used ones becoming more worn out and crinkled. That meant, for now at least, Sarah could reliably draw Tom, Miranda, or Nicole. Acting surprised, Sarah brought the slip up to read. "Ooh Nicole, it must be your lucky day," she grins, while Nicole warily meets her gaze. Sarah hadn't even said anything yet, and the petite girl already looked like an animal preparing to bolt.
"Oh, don’t look so nervous Nicole! I’m gonna let you choose your dare for this one," Sarah tells her, still smiling wickedly. "Your dare is to make out with anyone in this room you want," Sarah says, making Nicole's eyes widen a little. While the dare would not have been something she would ever normally do, it wasn’t too bad compared to a lot of the other stuff that had happened here tonight. “But,” Sarah continues, making Nicole feel worried again. “The catch is, it has to be someone you’ve never kissed before, and that includes just a peck on the cheek or anything like that.” As Sarah had spoke Nicole's face had fallen slightly until she was pouting in thought.
“What if I just lie and make out with someone I’ve kissed anyway?” She asks, the vodka making her feel a little rebellious. “You could do that,” Sarah shrugged. “But if I found out you were lying you’d forfeit your next dare and you’d have to be punished.” Sarah's tone had shifted slightly as she had purred that last word in a way that Nicole really didn't like.
“What’s the punishment?” She half-whispers, unsure she wanted to know.
“The same thing all bad girls get,” Sarah smirked as she spoke.” You get spanked.” She said it as if it should have been obvious, but that unexpected turn still made Nicole gulp. Lying seemed like a less promising prospect now.
Looking around the room Nicole weighed her options and considered who she would like to kiss. Her first thought was you. You were a safe option, a gentleman and a real friend, two minutes of making out would be weird but you could both survive it. Her only concern was that she was sure that at some point she’d have given you a kiss on the cheek or something, but how could Sarah ever know that.
Matt, well, Matt was fine. He was kinda cute and very nice, but he wasn’t the type of guy that Nicole would usually be attracted to. The feeling seemed to be mutual. He had a crush on the curvaceous, womanly, and overtly sexual Sarah, three things that Nicole knew she wasn’t herself. If anything, he might not want to make out with her in front of a girl he pined for, and again Nicole couldn’t shake the feeling that she may have kissed him once on some drunken night.
As for the girls, Nicole had obviously never kissed either of them before. She knew plenty of bi girls at university and she knew plenty of “straight” ones who kissed girls too because it was fun, but that had never appealed to Nicole before. This meant that she could definitely make out with either Miranda or Sarah and avoid a penalty, but she also wasn’t sure she wanted to. Looking at Sarah's pouty red lips, her big tits that made her own feel tiny in comparison, and her confident yet predatory gaze, Nicole felt intimidated. Looking at Miranda wasn’t much better. She was absolutely stunning, a fact that John had hammered home into her and waxed poetic about for long hours. The fact that she was completely naked, her own 36C breasts barely hidden by her well placed forearm, certainly didn’t help Nicole feel less nervous.
Of course, all of this deliberation had skipped over the elephant in the room. If thinking about kissing the girls made Nicole nervous, thinking about him made her an anxious wreck. Tom. Just the idea of letting that perverted creep make out with her, overpowering her and forcing his lips against hers, made her hands shake. She had definitely never kissed him before, even going so far as to physically dodge him in the past, a fact that she regretted now as it meant he was one of the few “safe” people she could definitely make out with without being penalised. Although “safe” was probably the wrong word for him. If anything, making out with him would be dangerous. Nicole had no way of knowing what liberties he might take with her in two minutes, she might walk away more flustered than if she had just let herself be spanked.
When she looked at his broad chest and rock hard abs, however, Nicole couldn’t help but think about touching him back. If he groped her chest, she could grope his, if he grabbed her ass, she could trace her fingers around the defined grooves of his abs. "Abs aren’t all I could grab," her brain whispered as her eyes traced down a little lower from his stomach to the silhouette of something huge along his inner thigh. She’d already touched it skin to skin and seen him stroking it’s throbbing length right into her face, one more touch to make sure her mind wasn’t playing tricks on her couldn’t hurt.
Flicking her eyes quickly away from that tantalizing sight before she can be caught staring, Nicole shakes her head slightly and goes back to thinking about who to make out with. Run the risk by kissing you or Matt? Play it safe by sharing a lesbian kiss with Miranda or Sarah? Or play it dangerously safe by subjecting herself to Tom and whatever he might do to her?
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