Put him in his place

Holding Nicole with one arm around her, I shoved John back down into his seat. "Shut the fuck up."

John immediately bounced back to his feet, pissed off.

"John, stop!" Sarah shouted, grabbing his arm from behind.

"Matt, no, don't," Miranda said behind me.

I grabbed John by the face - Sarah had held back his arm when he brought it back to try and clock me, so he was off balance. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Miranda standing and holding back Matt, who looked more confused than mad at this point.

I shoved John backwards again and he stumbled but didn't go down.

"John, stop," Nicole shouted, and John froze.

"Nicole-" he started, reaching out to her.

"No, stop. I'm not- I am OK, John," she said.

"You were crying," he said, incredulous.

"I was just overwhelmed," she said, then looked at me with a confused look. "That was the biggest orgasm I've ever had. And I was ashamed that I squirted like that - Sarah, I'm so sorry about the carpet."

"Oh, honey, don't worry about it," Sarah said. "I've been there."

"And Tom didn't..." she said, trailing off.

I just winked at her.

"So you're OK?" John asked.

"Yes, fuck," Nicole said. "Didn't you hear me at the start? Tom literally made me spell it out for you."

"Nicole, come on," John said. "That was a bit more than what you said."

"He's not wrong," Matt said.

"So why didn't you stop him when it was happening then, John!?" Nicole shouted.

"I- uh," John stammered.

"Fuck," Nicole said. She'd smeared her spit and my cum across my chest. "Just fucking leave it, John. I think we need a break anyways, I need to clean up."

"You still want to play the game?" Miranda asked.

"Mhmm," Nicole nodded. "I mean, I need a couple minutes to get my bearings again, but after that... yeah. Yeah."

"Come on," I said, taking Nicole by the hand and pulling her towards the hallway. "I'll get us cleaned up."

"And I'll get everyone some new fucking drinks, because you boys need to calm down," Sarah said behind us.

Instead of taking Nicole to the nearby washroom, I led her upstairs and down the hall towards the bathroom up there. Once we were inside, Nicole looked at herself in the mirror. "Oh, fucking god," she said, then giggled. "I'm so fucked up."

I laughed and locked the door, then went and stood behind her. "Yeah, but that just means you put in the work."

Nicole leaned back against me and pulled my arms around to hug her. "Tom, that was..."

"It was a lot," I finished for her. "But you took it like a champ."

She snorted and shook her head, looking at herself in the mirror. Makeup, tears, spit and cum were smeared across her face, but she was grinning like she was on a high.

"Hold on, I want a picture of this," I said.

"You brought your phone?" Nicole asked.

"Snagged it on our way out," I said, thumbing it open with one hand and holding it up to take a picture of us in the mirror, my one arm around Nicole as she held it to her chest with both of hers.

"Just as long as you don't show anyone," Nicole said.

"Only Suze," I said, and took the picture.

"Oh," Nicole said. "I forgot you had a girlfriend."

"You want to see what she thinks?" I asked.

"Uh, sure, I guess," Nicole said.

I quickly texted the photo off to Suze. Almost immediately the bubbles popped up, showing she was typing.

Wooow, she's cute. And it looks like you treated her well. Did you fuck her?

I laughed, and Nicole blushed. "Oh my god, I can't believe I let you send that."

I typed out my response. Nope, at least not yet. Gotta get cleaned up and head back to the game. I taught her how to deepthroat ;)

Setting the phone down, I turned and started the shower. Nicole was still looking at herself in the mirror, leaning forward and examining herself.

"Come on," I said, standing behind her again and lifting up her shirt.

"What are you doing?" Nicole asked, but didn't stop me.

"Getting you clean, Nicky," I said.

"No one calls me that."

"Well, now I do," I said. I got her shirt off and she was wearing a thick bra that held in her generous tits, the colours matching the thong that was currently tucked into my pants pocket downstairs.

I set the t-shirt aside, and then quickly unsnapped her bra. She let me take it off of her, revealing her breasts. They were big, almost as big as Sarah's but not quite as perky, more heavy on her frame. "Lovely," I said, but didn't palm them or grope her. I just knelt and pulled her kilt skirt down over her hips, getting her to step out of them. Now, with her naked like me, I stepped us into the shower and pulled the curtain.

"Tom, why are you being so nice?" Nicole asked me after running her face under the water and scrubbing with her hands.

"You really think I'm a monster, don't you?" I laughed.

"Well, your reputation..." she trailed off.

I took her face in my hands and leaned down, kissing her again. She melted into it, pressing her naked and wet body against mine, and the Hog started perking up again.

"Why do you think any woman I've fucked would willingly do it again, Nicky?" I asked.

She smirked and put a finger on the Hog, tapping it and making it bob in the air.

"Well, why else?" I asked. "It's because I don't just know how to fuck. I know how to make a woman like you feel as special as you should, and give you what you really want. Downstairs, you wanted to get back at John, and you wanted to be treated like the slut you felt like you were playing a game like that, hoping John would end up with you instead of Miranda."

"Oh my goood," Nicole said, facepalming and letting the water run down both of us. "Was I really that obvious?"

"To me at least. And I gave you what you wanted, while taking what I wanted. Then after, you needed to be held, and needed this." I reached over and picked up Sarah's shampoo, squirting some into my hands and then rubbing it into her hair. "Don't get me wrong. I fully intend to fuck you tonight, Nicky. I'm going to take this cock that you were **** on, and I'm going to slide it into that virgin pussy of yours and fuck you until you scream my name. But you need this, too."

Nicole hugged me, pressing her naked chest to mine and rested her head under my chin. "I don't know if I'm ready for that," she mumbled.

"Then you'd better leave when we get out of this shower," I said, hugging her back. "Because if we go back downstairs and into that room, the game is starting again and you lose the chance to say no."

We stood for a long moment under the water.

"What about John?" she asked me. "I was in love with him for years."

I shrugged. "Was."

Nicole craned her neck back and I leaned down, kissing her like she wanted. Then we washed each other, and I only spent a little time scrubbing Nicole's great, heavy tits, and a little longer with her pussy. "You know," I said, gliding my soapy hands over her ass. "You're cute, and sexy, and your tits are fantastic, but your best asset is definitely your ass."

"Really?" Nicole asked.

"For real," I nodded. "You've got a big, juicy butt like Sarah, but I can tell you must be doing squats and stretching. It's not just rounded and plump at the bottom, you've got definition and your cheeks spread apart gorgeously when you bend over."

"Thanks, I think," Nicole smirked. "I don't think I've ever had anyone comment on my boobs or butt with that much detail before."

"Well anyone else is stupid," I said.

She fondled me a bit as she washed me, running her hands along the Hog and under to my nuts as much as she played her hands over my abs and arms. We got out and dried each other off quickly, then she put on her skirt and bra again. Her shirt was a mess of drying spit and cum, and she shrugged and just held it. I helped her find a hair tie in the drawers, and Nicole tied her wet hair back in a short little pony tail.

We went back downstairs, me naked as before and her lacking a shirt now. In the living room we found John, Sarah and Miranda watching Matt... fuck a musk melon?

Sarah turned, grinning at Nicole without her shirt on. "Welcome back. We played a couple of rounds without you."

"This is not as enjoyable as advertised," Matt said, though his eyes were locked on Nicole's bra-clad tits for a long moment.

I stopped Nicole in the doorway and she looked to me. "Last chance, you know what happens," I said.

She looked back into the room, then out towards the front door, and nodded. "Whatever happens," she whispered, and walked into the room. I followed, and as Matt pulled his dick out of the melon and started wiping himself off, Sarah shuffled the cards.

Authors Note: So, I really like this chapter, but it's a bit of a departure from the harder 'Tom is the Bully' motif of the line. I think I'd like to get reader thoughts before I push the line further - would you prefer to read THIS Tom, who is a bully to the guys and is happy to use the girls, but also do things like some aftercare, or would you prefer I do a split where he is more callous with the girls as well? Feel free to vote in the comments!

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