Nicole

Miranda truly considered letting Tom win, but she ultimately decided against it. Not only would it have been pretty obvious that she was lying after Nicole's energetic display, she didn't want to help Tom out at all anyway. He had a hot body, but that was the only thing she liked about him, so she didn't feel inclined to stick her neck out on his behalf. Which meant the only possible outcome was to name Nicole the winner, even if she was teasing all the boys.

"Okay, you all know who won," Miranda sighed, holding her palms out flat as if it was obvious. "Who would that be, Miranda?" Sarah asked, feigning ignorance with a tone that was almost hopeful. "It certainly wasn't the guy who had his jaw wired shut," your crush laughed. That put a smile on your face, and not just from the melodious sound of a girl you liked laughing. You were glad to see that you and Miranda were on the same page, and that your plan had worked out.

This meant the ball was now back in Nicole's court, although she didn't seem to realize it yet. She just stared off to space instead, one knuckle between her lips and the other hand scratching weakly against her thigh. "Nicole!" Miranda caught her attention, snapping her out of her staring to look at your crush in surprise. "You won," she explained, her tone dropping down in some small frustration at having to spell it out for her.

Without thinking, Nicole reached for the hat to give the next dare, only for you to stop her. "Don't you think you're forgetting something Nicole?" You asked, her hazy eyes swimming up to meet your own. "Another forfeit?" You reminded her, pointing to the still silent Tom. A blush came to her face at the same time as a smile came to yours. Now, Nicole could finally get **** for the twin humiliations of sucking his dick, and sitting in his lap and playing with his cock whilst making out with Sarah like they were a pair of strippers.

And it was all thanks to you. Nicole would really owe you one for being such a good friend after this.

Nicole's breath hitched as she looked at Tom. Making out with your crush had done nothing to stymie the throbbing need in her loins and now looking at Tom, buff and shirtless, had turned that throbbing into a pounding war drum. She needed relief, the same way she needed to drink or to breathe, an animalistic demand that had to be sated.

"Tom, I want you t-to," she began, her words catching in her throat almost instantly as she fought with herself. This was wrong, but she wanted it more than she ever had in her life, even more than when she'd choked herself on her boyfriend's dick. "I mean, I-I need you," she stammered again, trying to **** her tongue to say something that would be a genuine punishment for that sexy jerk, instead of imagining it running over his big cock again. The way he smirked at her as she tripped over her words made her hate herself for it, but her body would accept nothing else.

"God damn it, just make me cum!" She shouted, her words coming out clear now that she was being honest with herself.

The room was silent after she spoke. At first you thought you must have misheard her despite the clarity of her pronunciation, but when she shamefully unbuttoned her skinny jeans, it became clear that you had not. It felt like the rug had just been yanked out from under you, some sick joke that you weren't privy to. With wide, disbelieving eyes you watched Tom stand up and swagger over to Nicole, who sat back and spread her legs like she was in heat for him.

Over his shoulder, Tom spared you a quick look. He didn't say anything, he couldn't since his forfeit still bound his mouth shut, but the smug look on his face said enough. "I always win," it gloated, "she is just a slut, and you were an idiot for ever thinking that she would even want you to defend her." Just like that, he looked away from you again, turning his full attention to the girl who had just invited him into her panties.

You saw Nicole look up at him as he placed a knee between her spread legs, only the slightest hint of nerves in her eyes as he towered over her. Like before, Tom slid one strong hand between her panties and her sensitive skin, but this time Nicole didn't even pretend to resist. She just spread her legs wider to allow her former tormenter better access, and bit her lip as his probing fingers found her entrance again. It was still so wet and slick form last time that Tom's fingers met no resistance, two of them penetrating her this time.

A needy moan escaped Nicole's lips as two of Tom's fingers filled and stretched her. Just one had felt great, two was almost mind melting. They weren't still inside her either, or just mindlessly pumping. His digits wiggled and curled in just the right way inside of her to stimulate her without hurting her. Nicole knew it wouldn't be long before she came, and she made no efforts to resist it this time. She simply lay back and allowed Tom's skilled fingers to have their way with her.

Tom closed in above her, his hard body nearly pressing against her own. Nicole met his smug and dominating gaze with a weak look of submission, her soft lips parted to moan for him where they had once mocked him. The part of Nicole's mind that hated Tom had shriveled up completely, eclipsed by the horny part that saw only his handsome features, felt only his fingers, and imagined only his massive cock.

He looked like he wanted to say something as his face came close to hers, but John's forfeit still kept him quiet. Nicole was glad that he was silent. If he had said anything demeaning to her she might have squirted on the spot and not gotten to enjoy any more of this wonderful feeling. The heel of his hand grinded against her clit as he kept moving inside her, making her yelp and pant like a wounded animal. If she had still had her senses she would have been ashamed of herself.

One of his powerful hands, the one that wasn't occupied with her tight pussy, slid quickly up her body. It barely groped her little tits as it passed them, sliding up her neck instead. For a moment Nicole thought he was going to **** her, like she'd seen in so many jokes and memes, and she wondered whether that masochistic sensation would be the thing to push her over the edge. Rather than wrapping around her windpipe, it slid past it, cupping her chin and bringing his thumb to her lips again.

Just like when he had spanked her so harshly, her lips wrapped around that digit again, suckling on it submissively. The difference this time was that she didn't care who saw, and that she was staring into Tom's coolly controlling eyes as she did it. Subconsciously, her little tongue flicked around his thumb, like she was thinking of sucking his meaty cock again. Her hands reached up to grab his forearm, holding his hand in place on her face so she could suck on his thumb.

Looking at the two of them going at it, you felt a switch flip inside you. You still liked Nicole, and you still loved her as a friend, but you had no interest in being part of any of this. Whatever was going on between her and Tom, whatever strange game of hard-to-get, you didn't want to be involved. Nicole could make do without your help for tonight.

Grabbing Tom's arm more strongly, Nicole felt an orgasm coming like she'd never felt before, not even when she'd been sucking Tom's cock. The feeling seemed to grow in waves, each one reaching higher than the last. Her moans increased in intensity to match, her voice getting higher and weaker with every crashing swell. Finally, one massive tidal surge completely overcame her.

The sound that escaped her lips around Tom's thumb was like a pained squeal, drawn out into a warbling note by her continued pleasure. Her hands gripped his forearm more tightly, sinking her nails into his skin or gripping it so hard that his skin turned white. She needed that hand there, she needed something between her lips for her slutty mouth to suck on.

Tom's fingers kept moving as she came, her whole buddy shuddering beneath him as he fingered her ruthlessly into oblivion. He could practically hear the squelching of her gushing pussy as he kept slamming his fingers into the naïve girl's formerly innocent cunt. The wetness even showed through the denim of her jeans, testifying to just how good he had made her feel. Her happy pussy spasmed around him haphazardly, like her body didn't know how to react to the ecstasy it was feeling.

Tom's fingers only stopped moving when Nicole's moans had practically subsided, but she still found aftershocks of pleasure zapped through her body, making her legs twitch intermittently. Nicole's eyes still looked up at him but they were hazy and practically crossed, and he was sure the only thing keeping her tongue from lolling sloppily out of her mouth was his thumb. When he pulled it away a chain of spit joined it to her mouth for a moment, the same sort of translucent drool that connected his fingers to her fuckhole.

When he pulled back, Nicole was still a weak mess. WIth strands of blonde hair clinging to her forehead and a permanently rosy blush in her cheeks, she looked like she had just gotten her brains fucked out. An image that was not helped by how her legs stayed parted after Tom left, her jeans still open and her panties pulled to the side to show a glimpse of her blonde pubes, now damp from where his soaked fingers had dragged through them on the way out.

There was silence in the room as Tom stood up again, except for the sound of Nicole's ragged breathing. It seemed none of you could believe what you had seen and, if any of you had been able to look away from Nicole, you would have seen completely different reactions on each others faces. You and Matt were both confused beyond words, seeing your most chaste friend have a legshaking orgasm had shocked the both of you. Sarah was grinning broadly, her plan working so perfectly that she didn't even need to have direct input in it. Miranda's expression was the most inscrutable, her lips pursed and her eyes narrowed, lost in thoughts that were known only to her.

Tom, "the loser," picked up the hat from the table for Nicole, placing it on her stomach as she lay partway on her back and shivered. He swaggered away from her again after that, a cocky smile on his face that no one saw as they were still too focused on Nicole.

It was a little while before Nicole's eyes properly focused again, a little while more before she could sit up, and a little while longer still before she could move her hands with the precision necessary to draw a single slip from the hat. During all that time, she never looked at any of you, and none of you said a word.

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