Not if Nicole does something for her

Miranda stands in silent thought for a moment, as Nicole looks at her pleadingly and Tom smirks at her pitiful plight.

"Here's the deal" Miranda says eventually "I won't say a word Nicole, but on one condition."

"What?" Nicole asks, a spark of hope in her eyes.

"You have to go back to what you were doing with Tom and make him cum."

"What?!" Nicole yells, shocked by what Miranda wants from her but the brown haired girl stands by what she said.

"You heard me. You were so eager to ride his rod a minute ago and I'm tired of getting nowhere jerking him off so now it's your turn."

"But I was only trying to help!" Nicole pleads.

"Well now you can help even more." Miranda responds coolly, Nicoles pleas falling on deaf ears.

Nicole looks at Tom again, frowning at his smug smirk and blushing at his throbbing erection. As she looks at him she slowly comes to terms with her situation.

"Fine." She sighs, "But can you give us some privacy?" She asks Miranda, who shrugs in reply.

"Not really. I can't go back without Tom anyway or they'll get suspicious. Besides, I don't think leaving you two alone again is a good idea. Someone has to stop you doing something you'll regret."

That last sentence embarrasses Nicole even further and Tom drives the point home when he adds "Trust me Nicole, you wouldn't regret it."

Nicole doesn't say anything else and, resigned to her fate, she turns around and spreads her legs slightly, presenting herself to Tomtimidly. He doesn't delay and he quickly stands behind the petite girl to assume his earlier position. As he pushes his cock up between her legs, gliding across her slit, Miranda gasps.

"Whoa Nicole" She giggles, "I didn't realise you meant grinding like this. I thought you meant like hotdogging or just between your thighs. He's gotta be grinding on your privates, right? Doesn't that feel... like-"

"Great?" Tom finishes her sentence presumptuously. "Yeah, I bet it does."

"It does not!" Nicole retorts angrily, elbowing him futilely. Tom just laughs it off.

"So it doesn't feel good?" He asks. "Okay then. Show her your panties."

Nicole blushes a deep crimson. "Just rub on me already." she demands meekly but Tom ignores her. "Show her your panties or I'll go tell everyone about your little rule break."

Nicole exhales angrily, her nostrils flaring but she does as she was asked, extending one balled fist and dropping her sodden underwear into Mirandas outstretched palm. As the wet fabric fills Mirandas hand she reacts instantly. "Jesus Nicole!" She exclaims. "Is this all from you?"

"No! Some of it's from Tom." She answers but Tom corrects her "A few drops of precum maybe, but the rest is all from the maiden of the mist here." He says, squeezing her hips. Miranda holds the panties gingerly between her thumb and forefinger saying, "I don't think you'll be wearing these again tonight Nicole. They're kinda ruined." As she speaks she drops them into the nearby laundry hamper. "Don't worry. I'll tell Sarah to get them back to you eventually."

"Anyway." She says, turning back to Tom and Nicole "If we take much longer they'll send a search party. Get started."

Tom doesn't need telling twice and he begins rubbing himself between Nicole legs again. But his pace is different from earlier. Now his thrusts seem slower, he pulls back and pushes forward further, and he accompanies every movement of his hips with a deep masculine grunt. You're not sure why at first, part of you hopes that he's struggling and coming to his limit. But then you realise that he's not flagging, he's showing off for Miranda, trying to tease her with a display of sexuality.

And though Miranda is trying her best to look disinterested and avoid staring at the lurid act before her it's clear from her stolen glances and lip biting that it's affecting her.

Whilst Tom is enjoying an audience, basking in it's coy admiration and performing for her pleasure, Nicole is clearly struggling. She has her eyes screwed tight and is blushing even deeper, making it clear that she would rather be alone again. But still, you notice the same signs from earlier. The heightened breathing, the open mouth, the slight gasps as Toms cock throbs against her. Signs that Nicole is enjoying herself far more than she would ever admit.

Not content with taking pleasure from the girl he has Tom begins talking to Miranda, even as his dick rubs against Nicoles virginal slit. "So Miranda" He begins "I bet you're feeling lonely over there?"

"Nope." She replies curtly, trying not to look at him but he isn't discouraged.

"Are you sure? Cause I can make some room and you can sit over here." As he speaks he pulls Nicole back against him and pushes his hips forward, exposing inches of his dick and offering Miranda her "seat", slick with yet more of Nicoles gushing juice. Miranda blushes and tries to supress a smirk before responding "No thanks, I'd rather you focused on finishing our dare already."

"Oh is that all? Well I can do that." He replies, before grabbing Nicole tightly by the hips, lifting her off the ground and pumping his rod between her legs even faster than before, whilst pulling the completely unresisting girl back and forth along his shaft like she was just a sex toy. Nicole had been shocked when Toms strong hands lifted her up but before she had been able to protest Toms rapid, reckless pace against her slit had driven any thoughts from her head. Instead she found herself lost in pleasure, one hand covering her mouth desperately trying to hold in her moans whilst the other ran through her blonde hair.

As Tom continued to roughly use your friend he spoke to Miranda again, through his grunts . "Miranda, you remember the other part of the dare, right?" Miranda, who had been watching intently from behind her phone, tore her eyes from the sexual display to think. "Erm, I think I do." She replied, hesitantly.

"I definitely do." Tom shot back, never slowing his pumping between the panting Nicoles legs. "I get to cum wherever I want. And I want to cum all over those big tits of yours." To your surprise Miranda just sighed before answering. "Alright. Let me know when you're... you know." She seems resigned to her fate already, not even bothering to argue. Looking at her you see she has abandoned all pretense and is staring unabashedly at Toms cock spearing through Nicoles thighs, dripping with girlcum.

Tom continues to piston between Nicoles thighs for a little while, her body writhing against him, until his thrusts slow and he speaks again. "I think you better get ready now." He tells Miranda, who dutifully drops to her knees before him, slipping her top over her head before undoing her bra and revealing her pale 36C breasts. Meanwhile, unnoticed by Tom or Miranda who are both too focussed on each other something is happening to Nicole. The combination of Toms rough manhandling and his thick pulsating python between her legs is bringing her to her breaking point, even as she tries to resist.

When Miranda had kneeled before Tom and exposed her chest Toms pace had quickened slightly and that was enough to drive Nicole over the edge completely. A Mind numbing, leg shaking orgasm ripped through her and her body shuddered in Toms grip and on his hard cock. Her pussy gushed on his rod even more, letting another deluge coat his cock. But despite all that, you were the only one who seemed to notice. Tom was too focussed on Mirandas rack and she was too focussed on his cock. Nicole had just had her first orgasm with another man, and it wasn't even the main event. The dirtiness of it all just made her cum even harder.

As Nicole was coming down from her orgasm Tom was only ramping up to his. It only took a few more pumps between her soft thighs before Tom was ready to cum. When Tom grunted out his final warning Miranda sat up, cupping her breasts with both hands as if to give him a bigger target to aim at. With a deep sigh Tom began to shoot his load, ropes of thick white cum striping Mirandas awaiting tits, while she closed her eyes and held still, willingly soaking up as much of his load as possible.

Eventually, when Toms blasts of cum had come to a halt Miranda gingerly opened her eyes again, first looking at Toms softening dick before glancing down and seeing how covered her breasts were in his cum.

"Now what? She asked, her eyes flicking from Toms face to his cock that was still dripping cum. " Should I just go show everyone that the dares done?"

"Nah, don't worry about that, I'll just send a picture." He responds grabbing his phone but Miranda yanks it from his grip with cat like reflexes. "Nu-uh, not you. You can't be trusted I don't want to give you anymore masturbation material than I already have." She tells him, putting his phone out of reach behind her. "We'll use my phone and Nicole takes the picture, alright." As she speaks she fishes her phone out of her jeans pocket and goes to hand it to Nicole. Nicole, still dazed by the most intense orgasm she's ever had, gingerly reaches out to take the phone and shakily takes a picture of Mirandas big cum covered tits, making sure that her beautiful face is in frame so no one can suggest they cheated. No one except you of course, who knows they cheated but can't tell anyone.

When Nicole is done she hands the phone back to Miranda who appraises her work with a narcissistic, lustful eye, admiring the way Toms cum hides part of her buxom chest, as if she was wearing the worlds sluttiest lingerie. After a little while she decides the picture is adequate proof and looks up to tell both Tom and Nicole "Okay, we're done now."

As if on cue Tom released his grip on Nicoles hips and without his strong hands her knees promptly give out under her, sending her tumbling to the ground, next to Miranda. "Hey! Be careful!" Miranda yells but Tom just laughs puts a hand on Nicoles head, saying "What is there to be careful about? I think she likes it when I treat her rough." With that he tousles {ff]s blonde hair playfully and turns to leave, heading back to the game.

Miranda growls at him before turning her attention to the limp Nicole. "You alright Nicole?" She asks, pushing her blonde hair out of the way to get a look at her face. She gasps as she uncovers the smaller girls dazed expression, her eyes unfocussed and her features sheening with perspiration. "Damn Nicole! Are you alright? You don't look too good."

"N-no I'm fine." Nicole responds, her voice small. She scrunches her eyes tight and cracks her neck as if waking from a deep sleep before continuing. "I just... I don't know what came over me, I must have gotten carried away. I guess I should go back to the game too, right?" As she says that she tries to climb unsteadily to her feet, her knees shaking and nearly giving out as she tries to pull herself up on the dryer.

Miranda rises quickly to her feet to steady her and asks "Are you sure that's a good idea right now Nicole? Maybe you should wait." Nicole waves her off and staggers to the door insisting she'll be fine but Miranda looks unsure.