No more forfeits

“I-” Nicole said and hesitated as she stared at my cock.

She didn’t have her first forfeit, she’d used it too early in the game.

Nicole tore her eyes from my cock and looked me in the eye, and she slowly slipped from her chair and down in between my legs, putting her small hands on my knees. Her topless tits were right there in front of me as she leaned forward slightly.

“John?” Nicole whispered. “This won’t change anything between us, right?”

“I mean,” I stammered. “I think it kinda will. But not too much if we don’t let it. It’s just… oral, right? You’re still my best friend. ”

“Hey,” Matt said.

“Shut up, Matt,” Sarah said from between Miranda’s legs, and he did.

“Pinky promise me,” Nicole said, holding up her pinky.

I wrapped your pinky in hers, pressing our thumbs together to lock the promise. It was a stupid thing that our Mothers always did growing up, a remnant of their sorority days together, and Nicole and I had picked it up.

With the promise made, Nicole took that same hand and wrapped it around the base of my dick, tilted it forward and cautiously licked the bottom from about halfway down up to the head, her tongue small and warm and sending tingles all through my body. She did it again, dragging a slightly different path. Then again along the side. And then she took the head in her mouth, sucked on it like a popsicle, and raised her eyes to check my reaction.

I was open-mouthed and in heaven. Miranda chuckled through her own soft moan, grabbed my hand and squeezed as we were both orally serviced by our best friends.

“Someone bring Nicole the names,” Sarah said, breaking her lips from Miranda’s pussy again for a moment.

Tiff was the one who grabbed the bowl, bringing it over to Nicole. She raised her lips from my cock, but kept holding it in one hand and slowly stroking while she fished with the other and pulled a name slip.

“Miranda,” she read and put it back. She turned and looked at my crush, then looked back at me, and took another long lick of my cock before speaking. “Miranda, I dare you to take your dress off and let John play with your tits.”

“Yes!” Tom cheered. “Yes, keep this ball rolling!”

Matt just shook his head and rolled his eyes at the excited jock, while Tiff raised an eyebrow and considered his naked form jumping around.

“That is something I will definitely do,” Miranda said, and she sat up slightly so that she could pull her dress off over her head. That revealed a pretty black bra, not quite lingerie but nice enough, that she also quickly stripped off, revealing her tits. I was kind of surprised to realize they were almost as large as Sarah’s, just a little higher on her chest and she didn’t flaunt them as obviously. Tiff still had them both beat, but you were extremely happy with this development.

Miranda shifted in her seat, spreading her legs a little wider to accommodate Sarah, and leaned back into me. Quickly, I wrapped my arms around her and placed my hands on those wonderful tits. Her areolas were just a shade darker than Sarah’s, and a little smaller, and as I played a couple of fingers over them her nipples quickly hardened into nubs.

Nicole had gone back to suckling my cock, mostly keeping the head in her mouth as she watched me put my hands on Miranda for the first time, but occasionally dipping lower onto the shaft. Miranda reached over and ran her hand through Nicole’s hair, fixing it slightly for the slighter blonde girl with a smile. “I can’t believe how wild this game is getting,” Miranda whispered. “Your hands feel so good, John. And Sarah, oh my god, why didn’t you offer to eat me out before?”

“Because you would have said no, bitch,” Sarah laughed.

“Mmm, John, just brush your fingertips - yeah, like that,” Miranda crooned. “God, Nicole, you look hot sucking John’s cock. And you’re playing him like you’re a natural - have you two really never done this before?”

I shook my head, and Nicole hummed a negative, “Mmm-mmm,” around the dick in her mouth. It was hard to know where to look - on the one hand (or hands) I wanted to watch Miranda with my hands on her tits and Sarah between her legs. On the other, I also wanted to watch Nicole as she continued to surprise you with slight variations of her mouth or hand, softly sniffing in surprise or giggling every time your cock flexed or reacted to what she was doing.

“Fuck, this is wild,” Miranda moaned softly, then motioned to Tiff to bring her the bowl.

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