Sexual Tension Activate

Matt sat back down next to Nicole on the couch. His boxers and pants were back on, but he’d left his shoes by the front door, socks tucked inside. Nicole gave him a look, raising an eyebrow questioningly, and he just shrugged.

He was still kind of hard.

“Well?!” Sarah asked Miranda. “How was it?”

“Um, weird. Kinda silly,” Miranda said. “Matt’s actually a decent dancer though.”

Sarah stuck out her tongue with a grin, looking over at Matt. “Is that so?” Then she stood up, the cowboy hat in her hand and brought it over to John to pick his next dare. John had to chug a can of beer, after which he was allowed to take his blindfold off.

The next round was a little more tame, though Matt’s plan certainly started to take effect. Tom drew for everyone to take a shot, and then Nicole had to let everyone do a body shot off of her which meant her panties were exposed as she pulled up her dress. Matt drew next and ended up needing to kiss Nicole’s ass which brought about a round of laughter from everyone. Everyone around the circle was getting pretty tipsy by the time it was Sarah’s turn.

She drew and her eyes went wide. “Who wrote this one?”

“Well, you need to tell us what it is first,” Nicole pointed out.

“It says ‘Shotgun a blunt with the person of the opposite sex to your left,’” Sarah said. “I assume whoever wrote this has some weed on them?”

“That would be me,” Tom smirked, fishing a little flat carrying case out of his wallet and opening it to show off three blunts. “My older brother got me some good shit last week. I felt like this was as good a time as any.”

“Alright,” Sarah sighed. “I’ve only smoked pot a couple of times. What’s shotgunning?”

“Oh, that’s easy,” Tom said. “You just inhale as normal, but then you blow it into the mouth of someone else to breathe it in. It can be really hot.”

Sarah looked to her left at John. “Well, I’m willing to do it if you are, John,” she said.

“I dunno,” he said nervously, looking to Miranda, but Matt could hear a slight slur in his speech from all the ****. “We’ve never smoked before.”

“Do you want to try?” Miranda asked her boyfriend.

He shrugged. “Might as well try it once before we graduate, right?”

“Okay,” Miranda nodded and smiled.

Sarah got a blunt from Tom, who helped her light it by taking a couple of puffs from it himself, then Sarah took a little hit and blew it out her nose so the smoke rushed over her cleavage. “OK,” she croaked, then cleared her throat. “Alright, John. You ready?”

“Sure,” he nodded.

She went and sat on the arm of the couch next to him. “Just breathe in as I blow,” she told him, then she took another hit, held it in for a moment, then leaned forward close enough that it looked like they were about to kiss.

John coughed through the second half and Sarah blew the last of it away instead of at him.

“Puff puff, pass,” Tom said, gesturing for Sarah to give him the blunt. He took a hit, then passed it to Nicole. Matt knew Nicole had smoked at least a few times - a rebellion against her strict parents - and she didn’t hesitate.

“None for me, thanks,” Matt said. “I’ll need to do testing sooner than later to compete collegiate.” He passed it on, back to Sarah, who took another small hit and then passed it to Miranda.

Miranda held the blunt, now more than half used up, daintily for a long moment and then shrugged and took a small toke off of it, coughing it out as her eyes watered a little. She was game though and took another small hit.

“I wonder if Miranda gets the same feeling I do when I smoke,” Nicole muttered beside Matt.

“What’s that?” Matt asked, just as quietly. John was waving his hand to deny wanting more weed, so Tom reached over and took the blunt, puffing on it a couple of times and then putting out the stub.

“Horny,” Nicole smirked at Matt.

Matt glanced back over to Miranda. She seemed fine for the most part, though maybe a little more smiley. He didn’t mind an extra happy or giggly Miranda at all.

Sarah stood up, waving one hand like a fan to cool herself, and then grabbed the cowboy hat and presented it to Miranda. She drew and squinted at the paper for a moment before reading. “OK. It says I need to make out with someone of the opposite sex. Hey, baby. Here I come.”

Miranda went and straddled John, her summer dress riding up her thighs as she sat on her knees on either side of his, and started kissing John. It took a moment for the guy to start responding, and even from across the room Matt and Nicole could tell that he started to let his hands wander up from Miranda’s sides to her tits. At the same time, Miranda’s hands were travelling from his chest down towards his crotch, groping her boyfriend between them.

Matt and Nicole were extra interested as they both simultaneously cocked their heads to the right and tilted a little lower as the hem of Miranda’s dress rode up further and further. They were both keenly aware that the buxom girl’s underwear was currently hanging off of the back of her chair.

No dice, however, as Sarah called the dare complete and Miranda pulled away and fixed her dress as she stood back up, smacking her lips and then biting the lower one.

Matt wasn’t entirely certain - he was nice and buzzed from his own drinking - but he thought maybe she bit her lip after she had turned towards him and took a long glance at him… or his crotch. John was now tenting his briefs fully, a small wet spot at the peak, and while he certainly wasn’t some minidick Matt could tell he had him beat for sure.

And maybe, as he saw Miranda glance over towards him again, her eyes travelling his torso and waist for a split second, just maybe Miranda was keenly aware of that as well.

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