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Chapter 41 by Cheesers123 Cheesers123

Who does Nicole draw?

Miranda

Nicole took her time to find a name, kicking her feet idly to make herself as heavy as possible on Tom's back. As much as she had enjoyed sucking his cock, she wasn't going to cut him any slack for that. He still acted like a smug douche all the time, as far as she was concerned, him actually having a cock as big as his ego was just an unfortunate quirk of genetics. Putting aside thoughts of her chair's huge, and incredibly suckable, dick, Nicole finally drew a slip of paper.

"Miranda," she read aloud, before dropping the slip back in with the others. Across the room, the pretty brown haired girl turned to face her. Nicole did not have a dare in mind for the girl she had just drawn, but as she leant back and drummed her fingers against Tom's shoulder, she took a moment to think. It was John who had put her in this position, literally lording over Tom instead of submissively **** on his cock, so she felt like she should pay him back in some way. Thanks to many hours of repetitive conversation, she knew all about your little crush on Miranda, and paying your kindness forward seemed like a decent thing to do.

"Miranda, I want you to..." She began, only to trail off as she tried to find the right words to make Miranda do what she wanted her to do. Nicole had never even uttered allowed half the words spiraling around her head. "Suck him," "fuck him," "lick him," "make him cum," were all phrases that she knew the meaning of but she had never actually had to say anything like that before. Even with her boyfriend she had used innuendo, her expressive eyes, and the creeping of her hand up his thigh to let him know when she wanted to suck his dick.

"This isn't for me, this is for John," she reminded herself, screwing her eyes shut as she crammed together all her courage. Taking a final deep breath in through her nose, she opened her mouth to finish saying her dare. "I want you to make John cum!" She was forcing the words out so much that she spoke much louder than she had intended to, practically shouting the words out into the quiet room. There was an instant ripple of laughter, during which Nicole's cheeks went red again, but it petered off quickly.

"Ooh, leaving the specifics up to me? Thank you Nicole," Miranda cooed at her, before turning around to face John again. You had been about to voice your gratitude to your friend as well, when Miranda uncovered her 36C tits and took your breath away. As you stared at her firm tits she rested both of her hands on your shoulders, squeezing them gently as she smiled at your reaction. Even though you'd seen them before, your crush's perky and perfect boobs still commanded your attention for a long moment.

Finally, you **** yourself to blink and look upward at Miranda. She stared down at you with an inscrutable expression as she pawed at your shoulders, maybe she didn't want to do this with an audience. "Miranda, maybe we could go to anoth-" you began to offer, only to be cut off by a flurry of movement. Miranda's hands flew off your shoulders as her face broke into a frenzied smile, her fingers clawing at your waistband like a **** animal. You could only watch in complete shock as she ripped open your jeans and yanked down your boxers, allowing your hard cock to burst free in front of her.

"Ohh, so that's the big hard bump I've been sitting on," she purred, snatching it with one hand and making your breath catch in your throat. For a heart stopping second you thought she was about to raise her hips up and spear herself on your cock, fucking you in front of everyone. Instead, she slipped down off your lap, bringing her alluring face to be almost level with your throbbing cock and giving you one of the most beautiful sights you had ever seen as she eyed your throbbing member with wild lust.

Miranda pumped her hand up and down your shaft experimentally as her eyes glanced back and forth between it and you. "Mmh, what to do, what to do," she mused, while never ceasing the motion of her hand. "I can think of so many fun ways to make you burst for me," she almost whispered as she lay her head on your thigh, her soft brown hair tickling you as her lips came within inches of your balls. You had no idea your crush had this teasingly dirty streak in her, but you certainly weren't complaining as she happily toyed with your cock.

Leaning forward, she raised her mouth to the point you thought she was about to wrap her pillowy lips around your cockhead, only instead to spit wetly onto it. With her own spit for lube, she upped the pace of her handjob and further intensified her dirty talk. "Maybe I should go real slow," she muttered, "make the round last longer, keep Tom on his hands and knees, prolong his suffering a little." Tom said something in protest of that idea, but you were too lost in your crush's twinkling eyes to hear it. Her hand had slowed to a teasing crawl now, while her lips were only centimeters from your dick, her hot breath tickling around your sensitive tip.

"F-fuck, what about my suffering?" You grunted, nearly bucking your hips like an animal as Miranda jerked you off as slowly as she could. "You're a big boy," she murmured sweetly, "can't you take a little tantric ****?" The look of desperation in your eyes must have answered that question for her before you could even speak. "Fine," she rolled her eyes, "I'll be a good girl." No sooner were those words out than she wrapped her soft lips around your cockhead, her warm and velvety mouth instantly coaxing a moan from you.

Like a dream come true, you watched your crush sucking your cock, with one hand pumping your dick into her pretty little mouth. Her lips formed an almost vacuum tight seal around your shaft, that suction combined with her tongue whipping around your dick's head made you groan again. You had no idea how Miranda got so good at this, and you didn't want to find out. In that moment, you just wanted to lay back and enjoy having the most beautiful girl you had ever met pleasuring your cock.

Watching Miranda's head bobbing up and down on John's cock, Nicole found herself feeling a little jealous. His dick wasn't as enticingly big and thick as Tom's but it still looked tasty, and seeing Miranda teasingly suck on it while twisting a hand around the shaft was making Nicole "hungry." Just watching them was making her heat up again, a blush filling her cheeks as her lips wrapped thoughtlessly around her fingertip. When Miranda groaned playfully around John's cock, like she was loving just sucking it, Nicole had to squeeze her thighs shut as she became aware of a familiar creeping wetness.

"I hope Tom doesn't feel a wet spot on his back," she thought as her pussy dampened once again. She would probably have to throw her panties away after this, she was getting so horny so often tonight that they must be dripping wet. She knew she shouldn't be thinking this way about a friend's dick, but she couldn't stop staring. When the game was all said and done tonight, maybe she should see about making an arrangement with John. A sort of "friends with benefits" situation. John's the friend, and the benefit is that she sucks his cock whenever she felt like it. Thoughts like that were doing little to reduce her risk of dripping on to Tom, but she couldn't stop thinking them anyway. It was only when Miranda moved unexpectedly that Nicole returned her focus to the game at hand.

Miranda's skillful blowjob had relaxed you to the point that you had sunk down into your chair, closed your eyes, and leant your head back on the couch cushions. It was only the sudden removal of her tender mouth that snapped you out of it, forcing your head up and your eyes open as you looked down at her. Rather than suckling on your dick, her lips were split in a mischievous smile, even while still joined to your cock by stray strands of saliva. "Y'know John, Nicole's dare wasn't for me to give you a blowjob," she giggled, stroking your slick shaft with one hand as she quickly repositioned between your legs.

You almost couldn't believe your eyes as Miranda sat up between your thighs and lay her soft 36C tits on your lap. Just the feeling of their soft skin grazing against your wet shaft made your member twitch and, if you were right about what Miranda had in mind, you knew it was about to feel even better. Miranda met your hopeful eyes with another smile and a wink, before releasing your cock with one hand and grabbing both of her tits instead.

The soft embrace of your crush's chest enveloped your cock in a single motion, like your dick was being put to sleep in a feather bed. Miranda's breasts were large enough that they almost swallowed your dick completely, and when she squeezed them even more tightly together you were once more **** to exhale in pleasure. You didn't even get a moment to catch your breath before Miranda began to move, sliding her soft titties up and down your well-lubricated shaft.

If her sucking your dick was a dream come true, then this was like you'd died and gone to heaven. Her plump pillows glided along your length with ease, milking out more and more of your precum which leaked out from your tip to run down and anoint her unearthly breasts. You knew it wouldn't be long before you came if Miranda kept moving like that, but you still gripped the couch and tried your best to hold on. You didn't want your crush to think you were a quick shot.

A much more pronounced spike of jealousy stabbed Nicole's chest as she watched the tittyfucking, but she was less conflicted about this one. Boob envy wasn't a completely new experience for her and, while she had stopped being self-conscious about her modest chest years ago, seeing Miranda using her tits like toys to make a guy squirm did make her pout. Her little boobies might have been well proportioned to her body, and maybe even a little bigger than her slender frame would suggest, but she would never be able to wrap and squeeze them around any but the smallest of dicks.

Beneath Nicole, Tom was watching the action too. He had tilted his head to the side to leer at Miranda's long legs and shapely ass as she knelt before you. Her ass might not have been as big as Sarah's, but it was still cute and firm, the type of booty he couldn't wait to grab a handful of as he lifted her up on to his cock. With the information Sarah had given to him he was sure he could plow Miranda, but his plan was still to crack the frigid little bitch on his back first. To that aim, Tom silently moved below her.

Miranda's mouth was now back to being involved in her actions again, planting sweet little kisses on to the head of your cock every time her boobs slammed low enough for it to poke out. Those delightful pecks from her gentle lips, combined with the ever present hug of her tits along your shaft, were bringing you racing to your finish. You couldn't even warn her before your cock suddenly burst, a white rope blasting into the air like a geyser.

"John!" Miranda giggled as your cum rained down on to her chest. She pumped her tits up and down your cock a couple of times as you kept cumming, before releasing your dick and grasping it in her hands again. With the more precise level of control her skilled hands allowed her compared to her clumsy boobs, Miranda jerked you off even faster, forcing you to spill your seed all over her hot chest. The soft skin of her chest brushed against your sensitive helmet again as she made you cum the most you ever had in your life, your crush laughing musically as she made you paint her already pale chest white.

Only when your cock was drooping and drained did Miranda let you go, making sure to give it a good squeeze to evacuate the final drops before she did. Looking down at her, you saw that her 36C tits were now glazed with cum like a pair of cream buns, her hard nipples poking through the sticky whiteness like glace cherries. "Give a girl a little warning next time, John?" Miranda complained, although you could tell by the unhidden grin on her face that she wasn't serious.

You wanted to say something witty or charming in reply to that, but you were too drained to come up with anything. "Sorry. You're just too fucking hot," you sighed eventually, unable to think of anything else. Miranda happily took it as the compliment it was, smiling at you again as she got to her feet. Between her legs, her thighs glistened wetly, proof that you weren't the only one to have enjoyed the dare.

"The dare's over?" Tom asked as he saw Miranda rise, a minor hint of strain showing in his voice.

"Yes," Nicole replied. She put a hand on his broad shoulders again to push herself up, only to be caught by surprise as her seat suddenly lowered. Unbeknownst to her, Tom had moved his feet to be in more of a "push-up" position, and he lowered himself down so that his chest was nearly touching the floor before surging back upward again. Despite the added weight on his back and the strain of holding it there for at least 5 minutes, Tom was able to push himself up so forcefully that Nicole was nearly thrown airborne, landing awkwardly on her feet beside him and nearly stumbling forward into the table.

"Tom!" Nicole yelled as she suddenly found herself upright again, whirling around to face him angrily. Her words faltered as she saw he was already back to his feet, looming over her with his broad chest only inches from her face. "I-I nearly fell!" She whined, her cheeks blushing as she realized her little airborne jaunt had done more to her than just rattle her nerves. Her panties were getting wet again and a little cloud of butterflies had been unleashed in her stomach.

"Come here, let me make it up to you," Tom muttered, sitting back down, spreading his legs, and patting his thigh invitingly. "In your dreams," Nicole rolled her eyes, trying not to think about the bulge in his jeans that her eyes had been drawn to again. By the time she got back to her original seat, John had put his freshly emptied dick away and Miranda had retaken her seat on his lap. This time she was mostly leant back on his lap whilst facing away from him, the hat of names held before her and censoring her crotch.

Miranda wasn't bothering to cover her tits now. Everyone had seen them now anyway, and John's cum was providing a fairly thick covering. "My turn for some fun," Miranda quipped, snatching up a slip of paper.

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