All the boys

Of course, Sarah would pick one of the new slips. Ironic how scrupulously she had kept an eye on you potentially cheating while covertly engaging in it herself. Not that you, or anyone else, were about to call her out on it. It was her party after all, and only a quiet bending of the rules. To be honest you were too curious about how this was new dare was going to work to bother asking, and everyone else was having too much fun. "So, all the boys at my mercy..." Sarah muses, absentmindedly touching a finger to her pouty lips. "There's a lot of things I could think of doing with this," she continues, stroking your knuckles with her off hand whilst still thoughtlessly tapping a finger against her soft lips.

"Have you ever fucked three guys at once before?" Tom asks crudely, drawing a **** stare from Matt. "At once? No. In one night though..." Sarah replies, her answer trailing off tellingly while she drifts back into thought. For a moment you think she's considering what Tom said and you start to worry. Ganbanging a hot slut like Sarah in a dingy back alley has some dirty fantasy appeal, but it's also risky and definitely not going to get you any closer to hooking up with Miranda. Fortunately for you that's not what Sarah was thinking about, or at least not what she was thinking about for this dare.

"Okay, I've got a dare and I've got an idea for how to decide who draws next." Sarah announces, sounding quite proud of her ingenuity. "This dare is gonna be a contest, the first guy to complete it gets to pick a name next." She explains and already you tense in anticipation like a sprinter on the starting blocks waiting for the gun. "When I say go, you start." She adds, sounding like she was saying 'on your marks' in other words. With those rules laid down there is a moment's pause as Sarah revels in the anticipation, all three of you awaiting her word like trained hounds. You couldn't see it but Matt was as raring to go as you were, and while Tom tried to play it cool it was clear that he too was waiting for Sarah to speak. Miranda noticed that his arm around her, that had so far been so relaxed, had now tensed as he waited.

When Sarah inhales to speak you almost bounce on the balls of your feet, ready to leap to whatever she commands.

"Make a girl scream, GO!" Sarah says quickly.

Two of you move in an instant.

Matt grabs Nicole by the shoulder and screams in her face, making her squeal behind her gag as her pale blue eyes go wide in shock. Meanwhile you wheel around Sarah, stepping in front of her and reaching around her to slap your free hand down hard onto her ass. It's only when she yelps in your face that you realize the position that you're in. Her body, only covered by a coat, is pressed against yours, her fat ass fills one of your palms and her lips are only a few fingertips from yours. When she giggles you feel her breath tickling your neck and quickly step away, your face heating up again beneath your blindfold.

Fortunately for you most of the attention and laughter is directed at Matt. "You dummy! Did you forget she had a gag in?" Miranda teases as Nicole smacks him around the head and shoulders while he hunches protectively over the tequila. "Does that count? It sounded kinda like a scream." You ask, hoping to keep the attention off you and what you thoughtlessly did to Sarah. "Well, I guess that counts. Matt came first." Sarah concedes, her voice still sounding a little light from the sudden shock you gave her. "And John you did your dare too." She adds, squeezing your hand and leaning her head on your shoulder, making you think about how you heedlessly grabbed her ass. "So that only leaves one guy with an unfinished dare." She continues, turning her eyes to Tom although you obviously can't see it.

"Pfft, losers." Tom scoffs, immediately making you realize that he has some very different ideas for how to make a girl scream. Before Miranda knows what's happening Tom bends down low and throws her over his shoulder, one arm wrapped around her waist as she's swung easily into the air. She makes a quiet gasp as she's suddenly carried up and away, a noise that you would have called a scream if you could see what was happening just to put a stop to it. Instead Miranda looks back at you all with wide eyes as she is carried by Tom away from the group and into a gloomy alleyway, stopping just at the periphery of the streetlight where the others can barely make out their silhouettes. Once he's satisfied to have some modicum of privacy Tom casts Miranda down, her back colliding with a brick wall as she's plonked back on her feet again. In the near darkness of the backstreet Miranda looks up at Tom with trepidation and anticipation, the way her carried her off like a victorious barbarian making her cheeks blush and her imagination run wild.

You could hear Tom's footsteps echoing down the alley and a quiet gasp and thump from Miranda, piquing your concern. "What the hell is he doing?" You mutter through gritted teeth. "How about you take the blindfold off and check for yourself. I promise I won't tell." Sarah teases, stepping close to you again so her body is pressed to your side and her lips almost brush against your ear. "You can't see it but I'm rolling my eyes right now" You sigh, able to see through Sarah's ruse even with a blindfold on. "Oh, come on John, cheating can be a lot of fun. Especially when I'm involved, just ask half the *loyal* boyfriends on campus." She purrs, running a hand down your chest and stopping just at your belt. You grab her before she can move any further down, now standing there with both her hands intimately in yours. When you try to think of something to say to that you flounder in confusion.

Is Sarah into you? Is she just messing with you? Does she just enjoy seducing men with partners, and she thinks your infatuation with Miranda is close enough to a relationship for her to have fun toying with you? Is she just horny and wants to "punish" you by making you pleasure her? There are too many possibilities, too much to think about, especially while you're straining your ears trying to hear what your rival is doing with your crush in a darkened alleyway.

"Fine, you just be quiet then." Sarah pouts, resting her head on your shoulder. "If they start doing something really fun, I'll make sure to describe it for you. In great detail."

Whilst you and Sarah whispered to each other Miranda waited with wide eyes and bated breath for Tom to make a move. When he leaned his face down towards her Miranda instinctively closed her eyes, expecting and accepting that his lips were about to meet hers. Instead, he ducked lower to meet her neck, sucking and nuzzling at it in a way that made her eyes fly open. Skillfully he teased her lily-white neck with his lips, sucking on it with enough **** to leave tender hickeys that stained her white skin with a weak purple. The distraction from his mouth was enough that she didn't notice his hands at first, until she felt his short fingernails grazing up her bare thighs. As they disappeared under her skirt, she moved her soft thighs closer together reflexively but that only made it easier for him when he hooked his fingers into her panties and yanked them down.

His lips pulled away from her neck as she gasped in shock and locked her legs together, but all that achieved was halting the fall of her underwear just above her knees. Her bare pussy was now exposed to the cool night air and as it drifted up her short skirt, she realized just how wet she already was. When Tom ran his hand up her inner thigh again, this time toward a now bare and unprotected pussy, she opened her mouth to stop him. Before she could speak Tom's lips caught hers in the rough kiss she'd been expecting from the start. Next, she put a hand to his stomach to push him back and make him slow down but when her splayed fingers met his hard abs her mind faltered. The combination of Tom's strong kiss and hot body distracted Miranda long enough for his advancing hand to bring a finger to her drooling lower lips.

Still making out with her Tom used the back of his hand to easily part her soft thighs, allowing him to turn his hand and bring his other fingers to bear against her sensitive nether region. With three fingers he playfully squished and mushed her pussy's exterior, not even penetrating her yet but already making her squirm. Slowly at first, he teased her gushing entrance with his middle finger, his two others serving to part and caress her folds as he did. After only a few more rotations he effortlessly slipped in to the first knuckle and then the second, continuously moving inside her to stir up her hot insides. Once he was satisfied that her pussy was offering no resistance Tom slid in another finger, and then a third, gently stretching Miranda and making her mindlessly bite his lower lip as they made out. With his fingers still moving inside her his thumb brushed against her clitoral hood, threatening to touch the sensitive pearl within.

"Mmph, he's good." Miranda thinks as she wilts against the brick wall, her lips still enmeshed with Tom's. He was so good that she didn't even notice his off hand slinking under her shirt and up her chest until he tweaked one of her pointy nipples between his finger and thumb. Even that felt pretty good, earning him a tiny gasp of pleasure rather than a yelp of pain. He was a lot better than most other guys she'd made out with her grabbed and squeezed her boobs like stress toys. "I don't know if he's 'make me scream' good though." She considers, running a hand up to grope his chest and return the favor. All of this felt great, but she was conscious of her audience at the end of the alley even though Tom looming over her made it difficult to see them. Just when she's contemplating screaming just to end the dare and save some face before the others Tom suddenly breaks the kiss first.

Miranda opened her eyes expecting to be looking at his face but instead he was gone. Glancing down she saw that he had already dropped to one knee, his hands still toying with her body even as he dropped. Tom looks up at her with a wink and a smirk before burying his face under her skirt between her legs. His thumb's gentle probing was replaced by his tongue's direct ****, diving straight to her clit like a dart to a bullseye. Miranda made the mistake of covering her mouth when this new escalation in pleasure almost made her shout, a sound that would have almost certainly ended the dare. Now she was completely at the mercy of his skilled mouth and hands, feeling far too wonderful to make him stop and too curious to see if he could actually do it. Part of her knew that she might regret letting this go so far later, especially when she had to face the rest of you, but in the moment all she wants is for Tom to keep worshipping her pussy.

Leaning back against the bricks Miranda revels in the feeling of Tom burying his fingers and tongue in her cunt. As his long tongue lashes wildly at her hypersensitive clit she can't help but remember you and your helpful mouth. First you had teased Nicole to the point of collapse. Then your mouth on her tit had almost made her cum, and now she was thinking about what you could do with her firm clitty between your lips. Closing her eyes and biting her lip the fantasy of you and Tom lapping at her pussy like loyal hounds enters her mind, making her legs tighten involuntarily around Tom's head.

If you knew that Miranda was still thinking about you even while being eaten out by another man, you probably would have felt a lot happier about what was unfolding. Instead, you huffed in indignation at the quiet pleasured sounds bouncing to your ears from the darkness. You had no idea what Tom was doing to your crush other than the fact that she seemed to be enjoying it. Part of you wanted to ask Sarah but you didn't want the embarrassment of seeming so curious about what Tom was doing to her. Besides that, you knew that Sarah probably wouldn't be truthful anyway and would instead feed you an exaggerated narrative twisted to get you to pull down your blindfold. So, you stay silent and fume about why Miranda hasn't realized she could scream just to get it over with instead of allowing Tom to continue taking such liberties with her.

The others, with their eyes uncovered, don't really know much more than you. The passage gets dark so quickly that Miranda and Tom appear as almost one silhouette, and it's difficult to discern any particular details. They could tell when they kissed and they could see Tom's head duck down, but whether he stopped at her breasts or kept going lower is unclear to them. What is clear is that Miranda's mouth is uncovered and she's still letting it happen. Matt and Nicole both shuffle their feet awkwardly, unsure where to look, while Sarah stares shamelessly, squinting into the dark trying to get a better look at the action.

As Tom made her feel better and better Miranda increasingly forgot about her possible audience, breathing heavier and wantonly pushing her hips towards Tom's face. Since he had put his mouth to her clit she had slowly gone from thinking about when she should choose to scream, to when she would have to scream. She pushed her fingers through his hair as he pushed his fingers deep into her pussy, curling them gently inside her like he was beckoning her from within, beckoning her orgasm to come out. Miranda could feel it coming soon, and she knew that she might not scream but she would definitely be loud. Like he could see how close she was for himself Tom, without warning, gave Miranda his coup-de-grace.

With his teeth he nibbled at the hard nub of Miranda's clit while with his other hand he roughly tweaked her swollen nipple. That little rush of sensation, pleasure edged with pain, set off the fireworks within Miranda. "I iiii AAAAHH!" She cums loudly, whatever words she was about to say being drowned out and washed away by her orgasm. Thoughtlessly she grabs the back of Tom's head and pulls it into her leaky cunt even as her legs tremble around his ears like twin pillars of a collapsing temple. Tom keeps up his **** on Miranda's weak points even after his dare is obviously complete, taking pride in keeping her breathing weak and ragged by toying with her clit and nipples.

When Miranda finally releases her deathgrip on Tom's head he withdraws his mouth and fingers from her spasming pussy slowly, even his hot breath on her sensitive regions sending sparks up her spine. At the same time as she's busy panting Tom guides her to raise one foot and then the other, for some purpose she's far too dazed to even think about right now. Standing up in front of her he runs one hand up her side slowly, letting his fingers trail up her skin under her top in a mirror of his advance along her thighs. "The next time you scream like that you’ll be riding my cock." He told her in a low whisper, his face only a hairs breadth from hers. "Nnh uhhuh." She replied, too busy recovering to even think about her answer.

After what felt like far too little time to Miranda Tom took her by the arm and pulled her away from the wall and on to her stumbling legs. He was easily able to catch her even as she walked like a newborn deer, and he propped her up like a drunk as he walked them both into the light. Miranda knew that she'd feel embarrassed once the afterglow ended but until then she tried to readjust her appearance as casually as possible. She pushed sweaty strands of brown hair back behind her ears and straightened her top and skirt, lamenting that nothing she could do would hide her pointy nipples now.

"Sounds like you finished your dare!" Sarah shouts as they emerged from the darkness. "I wish I could have done it that way." She adds, squeezing your hand again. "I thought you liked being spanked." Tom replies, in a tone like he was making an inside joke that made Matt grunt in irritation. "Oh, I do," Sarah giggles, "but I think I would have liked what you were doing more." You huff out your nose at that, still unsure what exactly it was that they were doing and even less sure if you'd like to know. A pessimistic part of you laments that what specific act he did is irrelevant, you heard the way he made her scream, how good he must have made your crush feel. But a more optimistic part counters that you made her feel good too earlier, so at worst you and Tom were even now.

"How do we know Miranda didn't just scream to get it over with?" Matt argues, clearly annoyed at Sarah'appreciation for Tom's methods. "Yeah, Tom could have been touching Miranda's left labia and she was too mortified to correct him!" You add, hoping that you're right. Nicole emphatically nods her head in agreement with you. "So Miranda, did Tom make you cum?" Sarah asks bluntly. "W-well I-!" Miranda stammers blushing hard at the unexpected question. "Oooh that's a yes, that's a yes!" Sarah cackles, making her friend blush deeper and hide her face in her hands while Tom wraps his arm smugly around her shoulders.

"So now you believe me that Tom isn't all talk? Are you going to give him that date he's been pestering for?" Sarah continues, making you grasp her hand in shock and glare at her beneath your blindfold. Before you can ask her what the fuck she's doing Miranda answers. "My vibrator can make me cum too, doesn't mean I'm going to take on a date night." Her words buoy you up and disappoint you in equal measure. Miranda might be shutting a date down but she admitted that Tom made her cum. Again, you wonder what Sarah is up to, her last comment seemingly designed to get a rise out of you.

As the others laugh at Miranda's joke Nicole contemplates behind her gag. She can't believe that jerk Tom could find the clitoris with a headlamp and a biology textbook. Unlike you, who made it abundantly clear to her how you want to please a woman as your top priority in bed, Tom only ever expressed an interest in getting his dick wet. Miranda must have just wanted that selfish oafs paws off her poor vagina. "No way he did anything other than embarrass himself." She thinks bitterly. Until she notices the moisture dripping down Miranda's inner thigh. Unmistakably sticky and translucent. With a start Nicole realizes that sleeping with dozens or hundreds of sluts has probably given Tom a very thorough sex education, in addition to his large natural endowment. Taking a deep breath Nicole does her best to push those thoughts away, trying not to think about what other activities Tom has gotten up to with cute girls in back alleys.

"Man, that took a while. Whose turn is it now?" Sarah asks, having forgotten the conditions of her own dare in all her voyeuristic excitement. Matt sheepishly raises his hand, the one not still carrying the tequila. "Right of course." Sarah replies before passing the hat to him, restarting walking and dragging you and everyone else along with her. "Make it a good one Matt, we've only got time for a few more dares before we're back at mine." She tells him as he ponderously pushes the papers around with his thumb and forefinger, the others still wrapped around the neck of the tequila.