Take a forfeit

Looking into Sarahs taunting eyes you feel your resolve harden and in a moment of foolhardy recklessness you spit the words: "I forfeit." Sarah looks completely taken aback by your words, her eyebrows shooting up in shock. She blinks twice before responding. "Y'know, John, you kinda called my bluff there. I was so sure you'd do it that I didn't actually plan a forfeit, gimme a sec." As she speaks she trails off into thought, scratching her chin absentmindedly as she does. While Sarah is distracted you quietly move to tuck your dick back into your pants like you originally wanted, but Sarah stops you again. "No, no, don't put it away just yet. Looking at it helps me think." You roll your eyes when she says that but you shamefully acquiesce, leaving your cock out for her to gawk at while internally you think only of putting it away after this silly forfeit.

While Sarah is deep in thought, or deep into a trance staring at your rock hard cock, Miranda suddenly sidles up beside her. You don't like the naughty look she gives you as she leans over and whispers into Sarahs ear, and you really don't like how Sarahs grin cracks in response. "Ooh, that is really naughty Miranda. I love it." Sarah giggles as Miranda finishes her explanation. "Ok John, I've got a perfect forfeit for you." She says this as if she came up with the idea while her poisonous advisor Miranda slides away from her again. "Since you're going to be putting that sexy cock of yours away I think it's only fair that you give us something to remember it by." She barely holds in her giggles as she says this, making your anxiety about what she has planned skyrocket. As you stew in paranoia she pauses dramatically, building tension for the big reveal.

"We're gonna have a photoshoot!" She finally yells, practically bursting with excitement. Hearing this your shoulders slump as it feels like you've been handed a life sentence. You can only imagine the type of lewd and embarrassing shots Sarah has in mind for you. Seeing your negative reaction Sarah "consoles" you teasingly. "Don't be so down John, it's just a couple of photos. It'll be fun." She tells you, her tone slathered in a healthy layer of condescension. "If you're a good model you and me can shoot a video later." She adds with a salacious wink. With that said her and Miranda both flick out their phones and advance on you, like hunters moving in for the kill. You can only sit and wait as the two of them giddily close in around you.

Once they're within arms reach Sarah drops to her knees in front of you, your eyes naturally drifting to peer down her top at the chasm of cleavage she's revealed to you. With the backs of her hands she gently pats your thighs, signaling you to spread your legs so she can get in closer. Resigned to your fate you comply and Sarah shuffles a couple more inches towards you. "Alright, first shot Miranda." She tells her brown haired photographer as she poses, "The porn shocked face." Sarah suddenly grabs the base of your cock with one hand, her fingers wrapping part way around your girth almost making you gasp from the sensation. Holding your cock in front of her face Sarah pulls an expression of exaggerated surprise as she stares wide eyed at your erection, her jaw dropping dramatically. To your right Miranda leans in to capture the moment, snapping a photo of Sarahs gawping and your dick. "Was that good?" Sarah asks Miranda, dropping her pose. Miranda nods wordlessly and shows her the picture. Smiling at the result Sarah turns her eyes to you. "Is this good?" She asks with a grin before rubbing her soft hand up and down the bottom few inches of your dick. You just glare at her but your dick throbs a little in her hand, seemingly answering her question.

"My turn?" Miranda asks impatiently but Sarah shakes her head. "One more first." She tells her while repositioning again, sitting up a little on her knees and thankfully releasing her grip on your dick. Her hands don't go too far however as she rests an elbow on your crotch right next to your dick, holding her forearm up next to it like a measuring stick. Your dick runs up almost as far as the base of her hand and is a little thicker than her wrist. Putting your size into perspective like this you wonder what the girls see in your monster of a dick. Surely something so big compared to their bodies must be intimidating to them. Sarahs expression meanwhile says something completely different. Rather than looking concerned about your dicks unreasonable proportions she looks even more excited, chewing on her lip as she poses her pretty face next to your shaft. When Miranda snaps the picture Sarah doesn't pull back immediately, instead she turns her eyes to your cock again, looking for a moment that she was about to give into her temptations.

Before she can Miranda is virtually pulling her away. "Come on Sarah, my turn." She tells her, her tone both aggravated and excited. Unwillingly Sarah lets her friend drag her to her feet and away from your cock. No sooner is Sarah up than Miranda starts getting down, dropping to her knees in front of you and tidying her brown hair for her shoot. While she's busy doing that you look up to see Tom and Matt both still pissed at you, clearly interpreting this as you receiving more special treatment. You try to make it clear with a grimace that you're not actually enjoying this and instead feel humiliated but they either don't understand or don't care. The sudden warm sensation of another hand on your cock draws your attention back to Miranda, who now that she's done making herself look good has knelt up next to your cock. She wraps her slender fingers around your manhood as best she can and uses her grip to reorient your cock slightly so that its tip is hanging in front of her plump lips.

"Ready Sarah?" She asks, the air from her words tickling your tip and sending shivers through your body. "Mmhm." Sarah replies, leaning in front of you to get a better angle for the picture, making you tilt your head slightly to keep Miranda in view. With Sarah in position Miranda opens her mouth wide and sticks out her tongue, simultaneously crossing her eyes to pull an almost ahegao face just below your cock. While Sarah takes the picture Mirandas hand drops, intentionally or unintentionally making your hard cock brush against her wet tongue. The unexpected feeling along the underside of your shaft makes your dick throb and a drip of precum leaks from your tip, trickling onto Mirandas tongue. When it lands she closes her mouth and swallows with a smile, making your cock throb so hard that it almost tears free from her grip and another drop of precum threatens to fall on to her beautiful face.

Dropping her pose but holding your cock Miranda calls up to Sarah. "How's it look?" Sarah doesn't reply, rather she simply turns the phone to show Miranda the result. It's clearly acceptable as Miranda smiles and releases her grip, your cock bouncing upward again without her hand restraining it. Before you can even think that your forfeit is over Sarah calls out to your blonde friend. "Nicole, have you got a photo you want to take while you've got the chance?" All eyes turn to Nicole and, to your dismay, she stands up. "Well... there is something I want to see." All you can do is watch as your best friend walks over to you. She hands her phone to Miranda to take the picture while she gets ready. You expect that she's going to drop to her knees just like the other girls before her but what she does instead shocks you.

Putting one hand on your shoulder she kneels on the couch and throws her other leg across you so her hips straddle you. You're too stunned to speak but Sarah isn't. "Just a picture girly, you can't jump the queue." She warns but Nicole just waves her off. "I'm not doing anything I'm just- posing." Her voice catches a little as your cock runs up her bare midriff, brushing against her pale skin with every throb and pulse. It stretches up her abdomen to just past her belly button and as you look up its length your eyes are drawn to her firm little tits, topped with hard nipples straining against her black bra. The sight involuntarily makes your cock twitch shamefully, depositing a drop of precum on to Nicoles bare body as a high water mark of where your dick can reach.

Looking at this you think there is no way you could ever have sex with Nicole, complicated feelings aside it seems like a physical impossibility. Your cock is so large and her body so petite that there's no way you could fit inside her without practically splitting her in half. But she doesn't seem to see things that way. The sight of your huge member lined up against her has captivated her completely. Her mouth hangs open, nearly drooling and you feel her hips starting to thoughtlessly grind against your crotch. You even feel a warm spreading wetness that you're sure is her pussy leaking on to you. Once more it's only another girls intercession that saves you from someone else's wild lust.

"Come on Nicole, picture times over." Sarah tells her, putting her hands in Nicole armpits and bodily lifting her from your lap. Nicole looks as a dog being dragged from the park but her expression brightens when Miranda hands her phone back to her. You were so lost in that confusing moment that you never even noticed her take the photo. "Here you go Nicole." She says as she hands it over. "I think it looks pretty good." She adds to no immediate reply, Nicoles attention entirely on the image on her phone. "Oh, th-thanks for taking it Miranda." She stutters, briefly tearing her eyes from the image to show her gratitude before they quickly go back. With her eyes still locked on her phone she stumbles back to her seat, Sarah and Miranda giggling at the state she's in as she does.

"Are we done now?" You ask, irritated with how this forfeit has dragged on and eager to hide your cock again. "You guys want a pic?" Sarah asks Matt and Tom with a cruel smirk, paying attention to them for what feels like the first time in forever. When she's only met with cold glares and a raised middle finger she simply shrugs and turns back to you. "Your loss." She tells them without a second look. "Alright John, I swear it's just one more picture and we're done." This seems to be a lot of effort for a forfeit but you've already come too far to argue now. "Fine. Get it over with." You expect her to take her own phone and snap a final embarrassing shot of your cock, but instead she extends an empty hand to you.

"Your phone please." She asks, her tone as nonchalant as a conductor asking for a ticket even though you have no idea what she wants it for. You comply, cautiously slipping it out of your pocket and handing it to her, surreptitiously ensuring it's locked so all she can access is your camera. She drops the phone to a low angle between your legs, the lens looking up at your cock. "Now grab your cock for me John." She states and you obey despite your utter confusion, wrapping a hand around the base of your cock. "Perfect." Sarah smiles, snapping the picture and handing your phone back to you. "What did you want that picture for?" You ask, turning your phone around to look at the picture she'd taken. Opposed to the others the girls took earlier which were admittedly quite sexy despite your discomfort this shot is grainy, awkward, and a little gross.

"Oh, no reason." Sarah replies, shrugging innocently. "But it might be fun for your next forfeit if you had to send that to some girls on campus." Despite being shocked at the brashness of her words you still reply quickly. "Sarah that's messed up. I could get in real trouble." You cry, making your displeasure known. "I said maybe." She shoots back. "Just don't be lame and forfeit again and you'll be fine. Besides, with a nice cock like this you might actually get some takers." When she says 'this' she flicks the tip of your cock playfully, delivering a strange mix of pain and pleasure while also reminding you that now your forfeit has ended and you can redress again.

As you struggle to stuff your swollen cock back into your underwear you think about Sarahs threat. She's probably just bluffing. Sarah has always been vocal about how much she hates receiving dick pics, a common problem for a girl with a reputation like hers, and she may be a lot of things but you doubt she's a hypocrite. Still, that's a risk you'll have to weigh before forfeiting again. You also think about what she said about getting a few takers, based on the way she and the other girls have reacted to the sight of your dick tonight that might actually be a possibility, although that's not a chance you want to take either. Of course if push comes to shove you could just leave. The only things keeping you here are peer pressure and a desire to make some sort of relationship with Miranda.

Once your dick is safely holstered again you look around the room. Tom and Matt both seem less angry already, as if the mere presence of your cock was enraging them. Maybe they expect with it gone the focus will turn to them but that doesn't seem to be the case just yet. Nicole and Miranda are both stealthily looking at their phones, tightly crossing their legs and biting their lips over the pictures they took, still drooling over your member even now it's gone. As you look at them you're remined of something your mother often says. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." You hope it won't make them hornier and that you'll be able to move on with the game more normally.

With a clap of her hands Sarah grabs everyone's attention. "Forfeits over, back to the game." She announces before turning to your blonde friend. "Nicole, since John drew you I think it's fair that you draw next." Nicole grins broadly as she hears that and she finally puts her phone down to get up from her seat and grab the hat. You don't mind who she draws, so long as it's not you. You're hoping for at least a couple rounds without being embarrassed.