John (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

Tom was still very pleased with himself after completing his previous dare, the arduous task of letting a sexy lady suck his cock before putting it back in his pants, so he took his time drawing a name out of the hat. Either that, or Sarah had drained his energy as well as his balls, it wouldn't have been the first time.

Regardless of the cause of his lethargy, he did eventually grab a slip of paper, bringing it up and out to read. He had to flip it to be right side up first, but once he did he lazily read what it said.

"John," he practically yawned, understandably unenthused by the idea of having that fat nerd at his command, especially after he had just gotten such a high quality blowjob. Exhaling heavily through his teeth, he returned the name to the hat, his eyes sliding slowly around the room starting from John. It seemed that he had no dare to give.

John was clearly waiting to be told what to do, frowning at Tom and bracing for the impact of his words, but Tom didn't say anything. It was nearly to the point that Sarah was going to offer him a few useful (and embarrassing) suggestions, when his eyes finally alighted on Nicole. For a second Sarah thought he was just perving on her, admiring her tiny new skirt that bared her slender thighs and the damp patch on her blouse from eating Miranda's pussy, but then his eyes narrowed as if he'd made up his mind.

"John," he said again, pushing himself up from a low slouch by leveraging his elbow on the arm of the chair. "Y'know, even after that shit that happened in the closet with you and Sarah, I still don't believe you've kissed a girl," he continued, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Hmm, he has," Sarah laughed quietly, more to twist the knife in to Matt rather than to defend John. Technically, she'd done all of the kissing, but he certainly had kissed her back at least a little.

"Sarah's correct, he has," Nicole agreed. Sarah felt like she could guess from her tone that there was someone else who John had kissed. She could imagine that fat dork John and that tiny dweeb Matt getting pity kisses from Nicole, just so they wouldn't be kissless losers at 18. The blush on her cheeks as Sarah stared at her seemed to confirm that Nicole was speaking from personal experience.

"Well anyway, I don't believe it," Tom shrugged, "so I want to help you out, since I'm generous like that."

John glared at him as he spoke, so much so that Tom had to chuckle. "Relax," he said, "I'm doing you a favor, dude. I'm gonna let you kiss one of the top 3 hottest girls here."

Despite his suspicions, John's furrowed brows began to quiver in hope, and his fat head raised slightly as he listened to Tom speak. Sarah could tell that he was wordlessly praying that this would be another chance to get with Miranda, even though there was no chance that Tom would ever give him that. She had paid enough attention to his words to know exactly what he was hinting at, but John didn't seem to get it yet.

"I dare you to make out with Nicole, bro!" Tom shouted, his announcement breaking quickly into laughter when he saw the look on Nicole's face. Her blush went so far that even her skinny neck ran pink, and her eye seemed to twitch behind her glasses while her hands balled tightly over each other in her lap.

Tom wasn't alone in laughing at John and Nicole's discomfort. Sarah chortled too, whilst Miranda hid her giggling behind one hand. John was glaring at Tom like he had just announced he was going to have an arranged marriage to a pig, which just made him laugh harder. Nicole, meanwhile, didn't look quite so upset. In fact, as she bit her lip drummed her fingers against her knees, she looked positively giddy.

"Oh, is that why you were so angry when I sat on his lap?" Sarah thought, the pieces coming together in her mind. "It was nothing to do with me and Matt, it was about you and John. That explains why you were so quick to get to to the door after 'seven minutes in heaven' too, you've got it baaaaaaad for John. For some reason."

Looking at John, with his double chin and his XL shirt stretched tightly over his wobbly frame, Sarah couldn't see at all what Nicole liked about him, but the evidence of her own eyes was undeniable. Nicole wanted John, and he was too shallow or pigheaded to realize it.

This revelation gave Sarah a few new ideas that might have changed her plans, but before she had chance to think too much about it, Nicole and John got ready to complete his dare.

John made an effort to stand up, but Nicole was to her feet way before him, his weight slowing him down whilst her eagerness sped her up. "It's okay, I'll come for you- I mean, to you," she told him, crossing the room in tiny strides designed to keep her skirt from rising and flashing her ass at everyone again. John was only halfway up by the time she got there, and when she did she put her hands on his shoulders to push him back down again.

Landing down in his seat with a thump, he looked up at her in confusion. She just looked back at him, apprehension in her eyes, as she slowly reached up and took her glasses off. Pale blue eyes hid behind them, cute and delicate just like the rest of her. Delicately, she folded shut the arms of her spectacles, and put them on the arm of the chair beside John, before putting a hand back on his shoulder and quietly lowering herself into his lap.

John watched this all in complete befuddlement, heavy brow furrowing as he tried to figure out what had gotten into Nicole. "Er, Tom," he said, breaking eye contact with Nicole to flip his focus to his dare-giver, "how long do we have to do it for?"

The question made Nicole's shoulders slump, even as she pawed weakly at his shoulder with one hand, like a needy housecat. Sarah didn't even like the girl, and she still felt bad for her.

"I don't know, how's three minutes sound?" Tom shrugged, apathetic to the specifics of his dare. He had just wanted to tease John and Nicole a little, the details didn't really matter to him.

"I'll set the timer again," Nicole said, hurriedly leaning over to her old seat and retrieving her phone. "Just, tell me when you want to start," she told John as she sat back to face him. Her fingers that weren't busy with her phone stroked along his shoulder to his collar, tugging it straight again as she batted her eyes at him.

Despite the signs that Sarah could practically read from space, John was still clueless. A complete lack of understanding was evident on his face, as he stared at his friend practically slack jawed. "Okay," he said, "let's start."

No sooner had those words left his mouth, then Nicole tossed her phone over her shoulder and threw herself at him. His ignorant eyes went wide as she **** her petite mouth on to his, lips passionately mushing against his own, while both Nicole's hands grabbed him by the lapels.

The old mobile phone landed face up on the table with a clatter, nearly skidding off the side opposite {ff{ and John. Even from across the room, Sarah could see that it's timer read five minutes, not three, but she wasn't about to interfere. Girl code said she shouldn't cock block a girl friend, even if said girl friend was bending a couple of rules.

Besides, seeing Nicole leap on the bouncy castle that was John gave her a few useful ideas. She had no interest in actually seducing John for herself, but if she could make him beg for herself or Miranda, then she could humiliate him and Nicole in one fell swoop. There was also the more peaceful option, of sending them away together so he would stop bothering her friend, but she had no way of telling if they would stay gone

While Sarah thought, Nicole kissed. Her lips easily overpowered John's forcing him all the way back in his chair as she almost literally climbed on to him. She was straddling him now, one hand on the back of his head to hold him steady, whilst the other had snuck down to salaciously pop open a single button of her blouse. The view of a few centimeters of her pale neck didn't seem to entice him much, so she just doubled down on kissing him, snaking both hands behind his head.

Skinny Nicole was always the opposite of the buxom Sarah, but the difference was made even more apparent by how she kissed. A deficit of skill and technique was contrasted by a surplus of sincere passion. Every moment was punctuated by her moaning into his mouth, and every breath she took was a brief gasp for air, before she could mount her lips on his once more.

John had to have found a rabbit's foot or something on the way to Sarah's party. A thoroughly below average looking guy like him had now had not one, but two attractive young women forcibly kissing him. Unfortunately for him, neither of them had been the one he had came there to see. Even as Nicole laid her tight, little, body against his big, round, stomach, and coaxed his tongue out to play with her own, he kept his hands balled at his sides.

Her ass was right there, almost begging to be grabbed, mini skirt riding up again to expose her two pale buns, but John didn't touch it. Socially inept as he was, he still understood that making out with one girl would do nothing to ingratiate him with another, so he kept his hands to himself and tried to play innocent. Stubbornly, he ignored the cute bird in his hand, holding on to a forlorn hope that he could still catch the one in the bush.

If he hadn't already switched allegiances to her and back so recently, Sarah would have respected his resolve. Instead, she judged his shallowness or his stupidity for overlooking the girl on top of him. Nicole was nibbling on his lower lip gently, begging him to take her, but he still barely kissed her back.

In a **** effort to seduce him, she sat back in his lap and popped a further three buttons of her sensible blouse. Each button undone revealed more of her snowy white chest, down to her small boobs in a frilly black bra. Compared to Sarah’s or Miranda’s excellent melons, Nicole’s breasts were obviously small, but compared to the proportions of Nicole’s body they were surprisingly big. They would fill a guy's hand, even if they weren't big enough for any soft flesh to spill out between his fingers.

The sight of her cleavage, that Nicole had probably never bared before in such a way, got John's attention. In shock, he stared at her unveiled chest, before Nicole swept his glasses off his head. "Please touch me," she mewled, resting her forehead against his, “I need you to touch me.”

Desperately, she wrapped both her slender hands around one of his fat wrists, and hauled his hand up to her torso. Against her tiny body, his fat hand looked like a bear's paw, big enough to cover her stomach entirely from her skirt to between her breasts. Unbidden, his other hand went to her narrow waist, and Nicole smiled, like a stray cat she had found had finally taken a tentative step towards her.

The alarm sounded before it could go any further, and Nicole's smile fell as the hand on her waist was merely used to guide her back and away from John, until she was only perched on the end of his knee. Pouting at him, she picked up his glasses from where she'd knocked them, and delicately put them back on his face. As she did it, she stared plaintively at him, as if she was willing him to see her as a woman.

Unfortunately for her, it didn't work. "Thanks, Nicole," John muttered," here's yours," he added, taking her glasses off the arm of the chair and handing them to her. Nicole said nothing as she took them, instead staring downcast into the air in front of her as she slotted her own specs back into place. John paid her no attention after that, even as she straddled his leg, instead turning his attention to retrieving the hat from the table.

"Poor girl," Sarah thought, "I wonder what it would take for John to even notice you."

While Sarah wondered to herself, John picked up the hat.

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