John, eventually

“I got myself, what now?” Tom asked.

“Put it back and pick again,” Miranda said. I noticed she was watching Sarah with some curiosity. Was it out of concern for her friend, or… maybe interest?

“Whatever,” he said, and crumpled the paper and put it back in the bowl before pulling another. “John,” he said, then looked over at me as he kept slow thrusting into Sarah’s ass. Then he looked around the group.

“You know what?” he said. “Even though you tried to screw me over, John, Nicole did me a solid so I feel like I should pay her back for the fun time I’m having with one of her own. John, I dare you to bend Nicole over and fuck her.”

I froze. I froze because I wanted it, and I knew I wanted it.

“Oooh, hot,” Miranda murmured, which was surprising enough to at least get my neck moving as I looked at her. “What?” she asked. “You and Nicole are hot together.”

Then I looked over at Nicole, who had the same Deer in the Headlights look that I assume I did. The picture she’d taken and sent me flashed through my mind, and I had to blink it away. I was also very aware that I was already hard again after having just recently fed my cum right down her throat.

“I can forfeit,” I offered to her. “It’s- I know it’s-”
“No,” she said, and looked almost surprised at herself. “No, it’s- It’s alright. We already did the… skullfucking. John, I’ll have sex with you. I’ll- I want to have sex with you.”

“Really?” I asked, and she nodded.

“Don’t keep a girl waiting,” Miranda whispered and nudged me into motion.

I stood up from the swing bench and held out my hand to Nicole, and she let me help her stand up. There was a part of me that wanted to ask if she was sure, if she wanted to think this through. But there was a much bigger, hungrier part of me that wanted this badly.

We moved slightly away from the seats and took a spot where we weren’t staring right at Tom’s ass. I looked down at Nicole, and she met my eyes with hers - her makeup still smeared from the facefucking, looking ready. Maybe even eager?

I knelt behind her and reached around her small waist, undoing the button on her jeans and unzipping them, then slowly pulled them down over her butt as I watched from just inches away. Nicole was a petite girl and I could just see the lines of her ribs on her sides, and the arc of her back made a beautiful line as it fell down past her waistline and had two small dimples right above her ass cheeks. As I pulled the jeans down, her panties came with them, and I was faced with her cute, pert ass. It was small, nowhere near like Sarahs or Tiffs, or even Mirandas. I could easily palm each cheek, but it also wasn’t so small that it was bony or flat.

Leaning forward, I kissed her left cheek, then bit her right one softly.

“John!” she gasped, and laughed, twisting to look behind herself at me.

“Have I ever told you that you’ve got a nice butt?” I asked.

“No,” she said. “But any other time I probably would have punched you for saying that.”

“Well, maybe don’t do that right now,” I smirked.

Nicole bent forward, taking up a similar position to Sarah with her hands on her knees and her legs straight, only bending at the waist. Her jeans and panties were still wrapped around her knees, but as she bent forward her slim thighs revealed the delectable puff of her pussy. She was lippy and gorgeous and wet. Very wet.

I decided to leave her clothes on like in the picture, keeping her legs slightly trapped, and I leaned forward and took a solid lick through her folds, from clit to ass. Nicole jerked in surprise, then pushed back and rubbed her ass on my face for a minute. “That wasn’t part of the dare, perv,” she said.

“Sorry, couldn’t help it,” I said.

“John, fuck me,” she replied, bending a little more forward and reaching back to peel one cheek open, flashing you her butthole as well. Exactly like the picture. She knew what she was doing.

I stood up and quickly realized that I was just too much taller than her like this, so I ended up helping her down to her hands and knees and got behind her.

“Nicole?” I said, getting her attention as she looked back over her shoulder at me. “Thanks,” I said.

“You better be worth it,” she said.

“Worth what?”

“Twenty-odd years of putting up with your crap,” she smirked.

I pushed my cock into her, slow and firm, feeling her cunt resist and give as she stretched around me.

“Fuuuuck yes,” Nicole groaned, leaning her head down between her shoulders.

“God, you feel good,” I groaned. “So fucking good. Best I’ve ever… wow.”

I got about two-thirds of the way in before I had to stop, letting her adjust, then pulled out and pushed back in. As I stopped again Nicole pushed back more, backing her ass up to me all the way, making sure I was buried in her.

“Yesss,” she hissed. “Fucking fat cock.”

“Rude,” I teased.

She laughed, and I could feel it roll through her.

I palmed her ass cheeks hard and stroked her. We both let out grunts as I went ball deep again.

“Nicole, you’re so fucking tight,” I groaned.

“I know,” she said. “Fuck, I know. And you’re stretching me out so… ungh, yes.”

Then I fucked her, for maybe thirty seconds just sliding in and out, watching my cock plough through her meaty lips as they stretched around me. Clung to me on each out stroke, squelched on each in.

Miranda came over, standing next to me in her own naked glory, watching with wide eyes as I fucked my best friend in the world. “Here,” she said, holding out the bowl to you. “Don’t stop. God, she looks hot on your cock.”

“Thanks?” Nicole said, her shoulders jiggling as she laughed at the weirdness of the moment.

I released my handhold on Nicole’s ass and reached into the bowl for a new name as I fucked Nicole with slow, firm thrusts.

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