Sarah

It's only when Tom draws and reads a slip from the hat that he seems to realize that Miranda has gone missing from his side. His brow furrows in confusion when he sees Miranda now pressed against you. "Not my idea mate." You think, before remembering that you hate Tom and instead deciding to ignore his irritation. Tom's gaze next flicks to Sarah before he tosses his freshly drawn slip back into the hat. "Yo Sarah, I drew you." He announces, with flowery prose to rival a romance poet. "I think that if I'm gonna get hard again tonight, I need to see some proper tits." Nicole glares at him as he insults her modest breasts, whilst Sarah looks excited already. "I dare you to get your and Miranda's boobs out." He finishes, that final twist of including Miranda giving you and her a moments surprise. You feel her tense slightly and sit up beside you, as if she was eager for her part of proceedings. As Tom tosses the hat back to the table his eyes lecherously stare at Sarah's ample chest.

Sarah looks quite pleased by his dare, she always enjoys a chance to show off, but Matt behind her looks conflicted. While he would also be reaping the benefits of the dare by getting to view his crushes voluptuous breasts he understandably was not enthused to be sharing the sight with so many other people. While Matt is still deciding how to feel about this Sarah gives him a push in a more positive direction. She rolls her shirt up her back and pulls her long red hair to the side. "Matt, can you give me a hand with my bra?" She asks, placating him completely with just a few words. Eagerly he reaches up and unfastens her bra, earning himself a sigh of relief from his crush. "Thank you honey." She tells him as she lets her hair drop back down her back. Deftly she shimmies her bra straps down her arms inside her shirt, pulling her arms inside and through the straps all without removing her top. Like a magicians trick she produces her lacey black bra up and through the neck of her shirt, the only thing now covering her breasts is that thin and tightly stretched fabric.

You do your best to not look too excited, to avoid drawing the ire of the two ladies you’re sandwiched between, but you’re too full of anticipation to look away. Sarah had a perfect pair of full tits that were already hard to ignore, when you add in her penchant for low cut dresses and too tight shirts ignoring them became impossible. The skimpy bikini she had worn to a pool party a few months ago, the one that only covered her nipples and left you swimming in her cleavage and soft white under boob, had lived in your dreams and fantasies ever since. Now that you were about to see those scandalously sexy breasts in all their glory you could hardly restrain your smile. "I think your dick's starting to look better already Tom." Sarah quips, teasingly tugging her plunging neckline even lower until her nipples are on the verge of escape whilst eyeing his limp cock. You don't know about Tom but the anticipation is definitely effecting you, your already hard cock is now intermittently throbbing.

With all eyes on her Sarah takes the hem of her shirt in both hands and slowly rolls it upwards, teasingly unveiling her bare midriff. As she reaches the underside of her full breasts you feel your breath pause, your mouth hanging slightly open as her soft white under boob comes into view. With the twin pale half moons of the underside of her breasts exposed she pauses, her rolled up shirt barely covering her nipples, as she revels in the attention. Finally, she moves all the way upward, her full tits bouncing giddily free and falling naturally to shape, two pale mounds of pleasure on her chest. Even from across the room you can tell her pink nipples are hard and you watch, hypnotized, as Sarah whips the shirt over her head and bounces happily in her seat. The motion makes her bountiful breasts jiggle, dance, and shake like they had a mind of their own.

When Sarah stops moving her face beams with unhidden pride as everyone get an eyeful, even Matt who has to lean around her shoulder to see. Her smile doesn't falter when she sees Tom's cock, still deflated but a little harder, although she acts disappointed. "Oh, I really thought my puppies would have been enough for you Tom." She pouts. "Maybe I should have gotten Miranda's out first and saved the best to last." Surprisingly Miranda doesn't look annoyed by that comment, at least not as far as you can tell from the corner of your eye. You're still too focused on Sarah's breasts and how her every move seems to make them quiver or tremble slightly. Miranda's own 36C boobs are decent competition to Sarah's even if they are a little smaller, that might be the reason for her confidence.

Or maybe she's too busy admiring the view of Sarah's tits just like you, perhaps she has some bisexual tendencies like Sarah that only come out late at night. That same image again, you and Miranda sucking on a pair of tits as you fuck the girl they belong to, plays in your mind. Except this time the tits are much bigger, the girl they belong to much sluttier, and Nicole is nowhere to be found. Thinking about your friend Nicole you lean your head to rest on hers, subconsciously apologizing for your dirty thoughts that she has no idea about.

Meanwhile Sarah has stood up, leaving a very regretful looking Matt, as she advances towards you. Watching her walk, her stacked tits bouncing gently with every sensual step, you almost forget the dare and for a heart-stopping moment think she's walking over for you. The change in pressure to your side as Miranda stands up is the only thing that snaps you out of that fantasy. Either she's eager to do this or she just wants to get it over with. Sarah's smile somehow grows even wider as her friend stands up to join her, her hungry eyes practically undressing Miranda already.

Sarah's smile dips however when Miranda pulls her own top off in one elegant movement. "Hey no fair! I'm supposed to strip you." Sarah complains, annoyed about not being able to do whatever sexual and teasing thing she had in mind. Your breath catches as your eyes trail up Miranda's lithe back, her unblemished skin contrasted only by her long brown hair trailing past her shoulders and the black straps of her bra. Staring at her little bra fastener you're amazed that so small a thing is all that keeps her 36C breasts in check and you find yourself wishing that she was facing toward you instead. "I just thought I'd give you a hand." Miranda replies, shaking out her hair and running her fingers quickly through it.

After another moment of pouting Sarah decides to savor what's left of her dare and steps forward, so close to Miranda that their ample chests are touching. She places her hands on Miranda’s hips and slowly traces them up, caressing her friend’s bare skin as she goes. When she gets to Miranda’s bra she runs her fingers along the straps around her back, leaning forward as she does so her face draws close to Miranda’s, who giggles as Sarah pouts her lips and threatens to kiss her. You watch with bated breath as Sarah’s skilful fingers find the latch and, with a pinch and twist from one practiced hand, undo it to a minor sigh from Miranda. Sarah next slides a strap off one shoulder and then the other, until the only thing holding Miranda’s bra to her 36C breasts is the pressure of Sarah’s tits on her chest, their sexy bodies now sharing that tiny bit of covering. With a final smirk Sarah leans back, sending Miranda’s bra fluttering to the floor and finally freeing her tits.

You suppress the urge to crane your neck or lean around Miranda to get a peek but when Sarah puts her arm around Miranda’s shoulder and turns her and herself to face Tom you finally get to view her tits in profile. They’re everything you’d dreamed they would be, smaller than Sarah’s but firmer and with so little sag that if you didn’t know any better you might think that they were fake. Her clearly hard nipples pointing almost straight ahead in front of her are the sweet pink icing on her soft white cakes, a pair of delicious things that you'd love to get your mouth on.

"Are you hard yet Tom?" Sarah asks, pulling Miranda closer to her so their breasts line up tightly, two pairs of boobs both perfect in their own way lined up and displayed for him. Tom's dick is regaining it's hardness as fast as it humanly can, but still not fast enough for Sarah. "Maybe if we put our heads together we can come up with something to get you hard." As Sarah says that she turns Miranda to face her again and pushes herself against her, their tits colliding and smushing together. "Hmm hmm hmm." Sarah makes exaggerated thinking sounds while rubbing her breasts against Miranda's, who just smiles and laughs. Throughout the mesmerizing display of their hot bodies pushed tightly together Sarah stares off into space and ums and ahs, acting like she was deep in thought. Getting Tom hard isn't an essential part of the dare, but the sight is too hot for anyone to put a stop to it.

It's only a quiet noise of disapproval from your side that pulls your attention away. Nicole looks put out as everyone stares at Sarah and Miranda's much bigger tits, pushed together like a softcore porno. As casually as you can you yawn and put your arms back on the couch with one around Nicole's shoulders, before dropping your hand low to grope Nicole's petite breast again. A quiet gasp and a hand on your chest is your reward as Nicole snuggles in even closer to you, her head resting on your shoulder. Glancing down you catch her clear blue eyes again and once more find yourself considering forgetting the game and just kissing her, even with your crush Miranda and the hottest girl on campus Sarah playing with each others tits. Another noise draws your eye before you can, however.

"Ah!" Miranda gasps as Sarah snakes a hand up her body again to grope her breast and squeeze gently towards her hard nipple. "Oh look at that. We must have come up with something that worked." She exclaims without removing her hand from Miranda, gesturing with her free hand to Tom's cock that has just throbbed about halfway back to hardness. “Yeah I think you figured it out. Now that you’ve wrapped your heads around that how about you wrap your tits round my cock and get me the rest of the way?” He spreads his legs and points to his dick as he asks, a cocksure look of arrogance on his face. Sarah gives Miranda a look as if to ask “Well?”, but Miranda just rolls her eyes. "Can I sit down now Sarah or do you want to play with my tits some more?" She asks, placing her hands on her hips. "Oh, you know I always want to play with your tits." Sarah says, running her other hand up her friends body and gently cupping both her soft breasts." But fine, you can sit down again if you want." She relents, stepping back herself.

Finally Miranda turns to face you fully and you catch yourself staring at her chest again, drinking in her 36C tits from every angle you can despite yourself. She smiles as she sees you blush and look away, walking back to her seat with an extra pep in her step that makes her breasts bounce unignorably. With a sigh of relief Miranda retakes her seat next to you and as you look at her you have to consciously fight to keep your eyes off her beautiful bare breasts. "Getting that bra off is such a relief." She exhales, thoughtlessly massaging her breasts with one hand. "Oh you're sooo lucky Nicole with your cute little pair." She continues, looking across you at Nicole's more humble boobs. "Mine are so annoying, always getting in the way, and making any outfit with a low cut look so slutty. And they're so heavy too, ugh, sometimes I wish someone else could carry them." As she finishes that thinly veiled rant she leans against you more heavily, one of her heavenly soft breasts pressing on your chest.

"Hmm, yeah." Is Nicole's quietly huffy reply, not sinking to Miranda's catty level whilst still being clearly annoyed by it. You give Nicole's chest another squeeze, just a friendly and reassuring groping of your best friend. Seeing this Miranda reaches behind her, grabs your other hand, and drags it to her chest too, forcing your fingers to squeeze and grope her as she moans dramatically. Nicole looks past you to glare at her but you do your best to ignore it and keep your eyes forward. Despite yourself you subconsciously submit a little, your hand squeezing Miranda's tit without prompting. While Nicole's tits might be just a handful Miranda's almost overflowed your hand, the tender flesh of her tits spilling between your fingers as her hard nipples press into your palm. You never thought you could feel nervous with a girls boob in each hand but sitting between Miranda and Nicole feels like sitting between two angry cats, hissing, snarling and about to fight.

Turning your eyes to Sarah you hope that her dare could ease some of this tension.