Sarah

“Sarah, since you’ve dragged me out of your nice warm house to freeze my nips off out here I dare you to flash every car that passes on the way to the store.” Miranda states, carefully returning the slip to the hat while holding it close to make sure the wind doesn’t blow any away. “Mmm, a fun one. Thank you Miranda.” Sarah replies, already undoing the belt of her coat with one hand in preparation. “I’m not sure this is a good idea guys.” Matt protests and you’re inclined to agree, but Tom shoots him down. “Flashings only a crime if you’re a dude, it’s cool when chicks do it. Do you think they arrest girls after they flash their boobs at concerts and stuff?” He explains arrogantly. Despite the idiocy of his point (a concert and a public street are very different places), Sarah is still semi clothed. Just a bra is nude enough for a taboo flash, but still dressed enough to not be illegal. At least that’s what your half drunk brain comes up with.

With all dissenting voices quashed you continue your walk, only now with a palpable air of tension as you all wait for a car to pass. It’s late enough that the streets are almost entirely deserted and as seconds turn into minutes you begin to think Sarah may have dodged the bullet entirely and you won’t see a single vehicle before reaching the store. But then you hear the low rumble of an engine in the distance coming your way. You perk your ears up and everyone else starts looking expectantly ahead. As the headlights come into view in the distance, casting the formerly dark streets into stark illumination, all eyes turn to Sarah. She lets go of your hand momentarily and steps away from you, closer to the curb. Her hands are the only things keeping her coat shut as she stomps her feet excitedly. When the headlights glare takes over her she throws her arms open wide and pushes her chest out, revealing her pale stomach and thighs and her barely concealed breasts. The car passes so quickly that you’re not sure if he even noticed Sarah, let alone get a good look at her lewd display. That doesn’t seem to matter to her though, she’s breathing heavily now and as she retakes your hand you can feel her heart pounding.

“Oh my god! That was so exciting! Thank you Miranda!” Sarah exclaims as you resume your walk. “It was supposed to be a punishment. I’m a little disappointed that you didn’t feel any shame or anything.” Miranda grumbles, crossing her arms over her chilly nipples and thoughtlessly snuggling closer to Toms warm presence. “You’re her best friend, you should know she has no shame.” He chides her, making both girls giggle. “Sarah would be more embarrassed if she tripped walking up to the curb.” You add to even more laughter. “Careful now John, remember I’m your only guide. Keep making fun and I might lead you into traffic.” She warns jokingly.

The laughter and general camaraderie that has overcome you all is soon interrupted by another car engine in the distance, growing closer by the second. Again Sarah lets go of you hand and steps away, but this time she pushes her coat into your hands. Stepping up to the curb she turns her back towards the oncoming vehicle. Before anyone can question what she’s doing she unzips her skinny jeans and hurriedly shimmies them far enough down her smooth legs that her curvaceous bubble butt is hanging out, her Snow White ass cheeks split by a spaghetti string black thong. When the car is almost in view she bends forward and arches her back, sticking her ass out as much as she can to moon the passing vehicle. You don’t know if the driver saw anything, maybe they just thought the moon was hanging particularly low and big in the sky.

With her dare fulfilled again Sarah pulls up and re-zips her jeans before striding proudly back to your group. “Man, I like the way this is going.” Matt mutters, still shocked from how much of his crush he’s just seen. “At this rate if we see two more cars you’ll be out of stuff to flash.” Miranda adds, with an almost hopeful tone. “I feel like I’m missing out here.” You sigh, only half joking. As Sarah takes her coat back she grabs your hand and forces it down and behind herself on to her soft ass. She bends her fingers to **** your own to squeeze that supple flesh. “There, now we’re even.” She tells you and you can hear the smirk on her face. Blushing you realize that Matt absolutely saw that, you just hope he knows it was nothing to do with you. Hesitantly you retake Sarahs hand, wary of her making you touch or grab any other part of her perfect body but fortunately she just returns to leading you along.

The rest of the journey passes in almost silent expectation, everyone waiting to see if Sarah will have to do more to complete her dare. After a few close calls, hearing car engines whirring close only to turn before you see them, you begin to think Sarah has finished her dare after only two flashes. Even by your blind reckoning you figure that you must be almost to the store. Before Sarah is home free however you hear the unmistakable growl of a car speeding straight for you. “I hope you’ve got a grand finale planned Sarah.” Miranda tells her smugly. “Yes, I certainly do.” Sarah replies, taking her by the hand and pulling her away from Tom. “You can’t be serious.” She complains as Sarah drags her along the pavement. “You’re the one who said you wanted a grand finale.” Sarah responds, grabbing Nicole too with her other hand. Your petite friend puts up much more of a fight than Miranda did, sinking her heels in so Sarah literally has to drag her skidding across the path.

Nicole shakes her head frantically as she resists, making her displeasure absolutely clear. “Come on Nicole it’s fun.” Sarah whines, putting all her strength into pulling Nicole along, her shoes sliding across the pavement. “You’ve got nothing to worry about Nicole, no ones gonna be looking at your itty bitty titties when Miranda and Sarah have their jugs out!” Tom yells. Nicole takes a second to give him the middle finger with her free hand but Sarah takes advantage of her momentary distraction to suddenly yank on her arm, making Nicole stumble forward almost off the curb. While she’s still regaining her balance Sarah releases her hand and and undoes her coat, yanking down her bra and exposing her small breasts topped with diamond hard nipples. When Nicole goes to readjust her bra situation Sarah grabs her by the wrist again. “Just _one _flash Nicole, it’ll be over before you know it.” Sarah pleads and, despite her better judgement, Nicole complies and stops trying to redress herself although she does her best to keep her back to Matt and especially Tom. Miranda does not appear to protest anywhere near as much as Nicole, instead she steps up to the curb and gets ready to flash her 36C breasts with weary resignation, her hands going to the hem of her top in preparation.

When the car pulls around the corner and nears the trio Sarah pulls up her bra and Miranda pulls up her shirt, all three girls baring their pale tits to the passerby. Sarah stands in the middle, like Aphrodite flanked by two blushing nymph handmaidens, a fertility goddess with the big tits to match. Mirandas are smaller but firmer, holding their shape like she was sculpted out of white marble by a master artisan. Even Nicoles breasts aren’t tiny, they’re palm sized and perfect for her petite form, they just compare unfavorably to Sarah and Miranda with their well endowed chests. All three of them flash the vehicle together, like party girls at Mardi Gras. The car noticeably slows down and despite the dark tint of the windows it’s clear the driver is getting a very good look at the show. “Whoo!” Sarah hollers and jumps up and down for joy, her big tits bouncing rhythmically as she does. Miranda tilts her head forward, using her long brown hair as a veil to hide her face. Nicole with her shorter cut has no such luxuries, the best she can do to hide herself is turn her head, only exposing half her face and one blushing cheek to the stranger (in addition to her tits of course).

When the passing pervert finally pulls away Nicole and Miranda stumble from the curb blushing, while Sarah skips happily back to you, not even bothering to retie her coat as she takes your hand. Breathing heavily Miranda retakes her position at Toms side, her mind awash with thoughts and worries. “I really hope I didn’t know whoever that was. I really hope I don’t see anyone I know this whole trip. I don’t want someone seeing me leaning on Tom with my nipples rock hard and for them to think I’m his girlfriend. Or worse, that I’m just his latest fuckbuddy waiting for a chance to bounce on his big cock.” As she thinks this she subconsciously leans her head on to his shoulder and she barely notices as his hands slips from her shoulder to her chest again, gently groping her as she walks. Of course, Miranda wasn’t the only girl whose head was still spinning. Nicole was also breathing heavily as best she could with her mouth gagged, every deep inhalation with her nose took in more of Toms scent from his shirt and clouded her thoughts even further. “That was ... exhilarating.” She admitted to herself after a brief struggle to find the right word. Even though she couldn’t see anyone in the car she definitely felt their eyes burning on her chest, making her nipples swell and her legs tremble. Still unsteady on her feet she clasps the coat shut, almost forgetting to flip her bra back up over her breasts as she does.

“I really thought that guy was gonna stop for a second.” Tom comments, handing the hat back to Miranda. “Oh my god imagine! We all have to run from some old perv taking things the wrong way.” Sarah laughs, resuming walking at a leisurely pace. You only walk for about thirty seconds before you make a right turn and you hear Sarah announce.” We’re here!” It seems she really did almost make it without having to flash three times. You start to wonder if she stopped and waited intentionally, if she’d walked on quickly she probably could have made it. “Pass me the hat please Miranda. It’s my turn to have some fun.” She purrs, drumming her fingers against your hand suggestively.