Tom, and of course you make it a contest

Tom. When you read his name the first thing that came to mind was daring him to leave, to **** him to leave innocent Nicole alone. You only considered that idea for a second, however, before you gave up on it. Sarah would probably just jump in again and protect him, like she just had when you'd tried to shut him up for the rest of the game. That meant the only choice left was a no-brainer. Another "competition" against Nicole, another chance for your friend to get one over on him, another opportunity to see that prick punished.

All you had to do, was think of something that Nicole couldn't lose to him at.

Miranda had her back to you now, and she was still recovering from her orgasm, so she couldn't help you now. Thinking up a dare was all up to you, but as you tried to think you crush's fat ass in your lap distracted you. She moved on top of you, shifting her weight form side to side as she tried to get comfy again and practically twerking her ass on your lap. "God, I should just say 'fuck the game' and kiss her," you thought, imagining the two of you running away together to have an afterparty of your own.

In your head, your lips were already open, French kissing Miranda and letting her experienced tongue tangle with your own. You wanted to kiss her with the same sloppy enthusiasm with which she had kissed Sarah. It was as your hand groped your crush's ass that you had an idea, a contest that Tom couldn't hope to win. Your lips, that had only thought of kissing Miranda, now turned into a smile.

"Tom," you announced his name, glaring at him as you knew he couldn't talk back. There was an anger in his eyes as he looked back at you, but the fact his mouth was still shut made you smirk. "Tom," you continued, "to prove I'm a nice guy and that I don't hold a grudge, I'm gonna give you a nice contest. I want you and Nicole to take turns kissing Miranda, whoever she says is the better kisser, wins." There was silence as you finished talking and Tom's glare of dislike turned into a look of confusion.

It was obvious that he wasn't the only one looking at you funny, Miranda gave you a look of concern over her shoulder, as if she were suddenly worried about your mental state. All the befuddled attention and silent judgement made your ears turn red, and you felt the need to speak again and clarify yourself. "Oh, but remember, keep your fucking mouth shut," you told him, doing your best to sound in charge and commanding. That seemed to make everything click into place for the others, with some of them laughing or breathing sighs of relief as they realized that you weren't some weird pervert who wanted to watch Tom kissing your crush. Miranda's brow remained furrowed as she turned around in her seat, however, perhaps not appreciating you using her as a tool like that.

Despite being the only girl to have came last round, Miranda still wasn't satisfied. Attention had only been heaped on her for a few scant moments, before you had turned the spotlight on to Nicole yet again. She was beginning to wonder where your loyalties lay, and if you and that skinny blonde haired girl were more than just friends. When you had announced the dare she had half-thought you were conceding, throwing in the towel and trading her to Tom in exchange for Nicole.

Miranda knew that she wouldn't have minded that at this point. She would have happily taken Tom's attention, if she could even get it. Guys ignoring her for another woman was a rare experience, guys ignoring her while she was completely naked was a new and unpleasant one. Her hot body and 36C breasts were on full display, yet flat-chested Nicole, in her unflattering t-shirt and skinny jeans, was the center of attention.

She wanted to stand up in the middle of the room and say: "Hey boys, I'm here, first one to grab me can have me!" That would have gotten them up and fighting over her the way she deserved. Instead, she decided to use this dare as a chance to show everyone what they were missing, as well as hopefully inspiring some strong feelings in Tom and John.

Speaking of strong feelings, Miranda felt some of her own as Tom stood up and walked towards her. His broad chest and chiseled abs captivated her again, and with his mouth shut he couldn't say anything stupid that would ruin the moment. John might have accidentally created the perfect man. By the time he stood in front of her, Miranda was practically licking her lips at the sight, and she couldn't resist reaching out to lay a hand on his chest. This was John's idea, after all, she basically had his permission to be a little naughty.

Tom huffed while your crush groped his pecs, before he grabbed her by the chin and leant down to complete his dare. It was obvious by the way he pushed his face against hers that Tom was still trying to win, even with one hand tied behind his back. His lips, still pressed together, mashed against Miranda's in mute passion. Miranda kissed him back, her lips wrapping around his like she was trying to trick him into opening them.

"Oh Tom, I didn't realize you were so shy," Miranda laughed, planting teasing pecks against his locked lips. You didn't like the sight, but you knew that watching Miranda weakly kiss Tom would be a worthy sacrifice to help recover your friend's dignity. In front of you, Tom had grown frustrated. He grabbed your crush by the shoulders and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck. His Eskimo kisses made Miranda giggle, but it clearly wasn't having the same impassioned effect it would if he were smooching his way up her sensitive neck.

Behind Tom, Nicole waited for her turn with bated breath, shifting her weight from foot to foot as she bit her thumb and stared. Unlike Miranda, Nicole had had no relief last round. First she had been teased by two of the most sexually experienced people she knew, then she had been fingered to the edge of oblivion while desperately fighting the nearly irresistible urge to cum, now she waited for her turn to makeout with another girl. Her pussy tingled in a way that it never had before, even her panties brushing against it felt like a lover's caress.

Biting her thumb harder, Nicole tried to think unsexy thoughts, to get a hold of herself before she did something embarrassing, but it was no use. All she could see in her head was fat cocks and sweet lips, and soon the biting of her thumb had turned into thoughtless sucking.

"Okay, that's enough," Miranda laughed eventually, pushing Tom's useless mouth away from her. Touching him again had been nice, but the rest of the experience had been more funny than sexual, a fact that seemed to frustrate Tom. He glared at you over Miranda's shoulder, his eyebrows twitching in rage. You didn't say anything back to him, just letting your smug smile do all the work of pissing him off further until he turned his back on you and stormed away.

With Tom out of the way it was Nicole's turn and, as she stepped up to the plate, she did not look how you'd anticipated. There were no nervous looks and hunched shoulders like you'd been expecting, instead she stared at Miranda with her mouth slightly open and her whole body looked ready to pounce. To your surprise, Nicole moved with the same eagerness that Tom had, grabbing your crush's face with two hands and mashing her lips against hers.

Miranda was taken by surprise too, her eyes going wide as the virgin pushed her tongue into her mouth. Nicole kissed her with the same passion as Sarah had done earlier, but she skipped the teasing and rushed straight to the good part, her **** tongue tangling with Miranda's own. After only another second or so of shock, Miranda kissed her back. Their tongues wrestled together as Nicole ran her hands through her partner's luscious brown locks, making Miranda think for a second that she was also going to grab her hair like Sarah had.

That little trick didn't appear to be one Nicole had picked up, as her hand instead rested on the back of Miranda's head, but she had definitely learned a few others from Sarah. She nibbled and sucked at Miranda's lips just like her red haired temptress had done earlier, and her hand that had remained on Miranda's cheek crept down her neck towards her chest. The feeling of that delicate hand cupping her breast, over spilling her fingers with the soft flesh of her tits, made Miranda gasp into Nicole's mouth. Nicole really was a quick learner.

The whole thing made your cock harder than ever. You tried to kid yourself that you were just hard for Miranda, but something about this new and aggressive side to your usually innocent friend was really turning you on. It was impossible to look away as she pushed her lithe gymnast's body against Miranda's more curvaceous one, practically crawling into your lap as she nearly climbed on top of her. Part of you wanted her to do it. You could grab her cute little ass to hold her in place as she made love to Miranda right above your cock. Shaking your head, you turned your eyes down to stare at your crush's ass. Fantasizing about that was fun, it would be fucked up to think about your innocent best friend like that. Your efforts to keep Nicole out of your thoughts faltered, however, when one of her hands slid down to grope Miranda's bubble butt.

From the moment Nicole's lips had touched Miranda's, she had lost control. The whole thing had instantly descended into a whirlwind of lust, with Nicole pressing her body against her target in a **** attempt to solicit some stimulation. Every movement of her hands, caressing her lover, groping her, squeezing her soft ass, had been a request for Miranda to do the same. Nicole didn't care about her reputation anymore, she didn't care if people thought she was bi, a lesbian, or a slut, she just wanted to get off after so much teasing.

It was only when two hands pushed her back by the shoulders that Nicole finally stopped and opened her eyes. Miranda met her gaze with a shocked smile, taking one hand off Nicole's shoulder to fan herself as she spoke. "Damn," she sighed, her voice breathy and weak as she spoke, "I think I've had enough to make my decision." Balling her hands into fists as she realized that this dare was also ending before she could get any relief, Nicole turned and headed back to her seat.

She didn't care about any of the eyes following her as she sat back down. She just wringed her hands in her lap and waited to hear who'd won. At least if Nicole got the next dare, she could use it as a chance to squeeze out the orgasm that was howling in her lower stomach like a tropical storm.

Straightening her hair out, Miranda prepared to give her verdict.

The true winner was obvious. Nicole's kissing had been so enthused and erotic she would probably have blown Tom out of the water even if he could open his mouth. That sudden and unexpected attack had taken Miranda's breath away, but, as she came back to her senses, a little seed of jealousy took root inside of her. It had been like Nicole was showing off, like the whole "shy coquette" routine had just been an act to rile the boys up, and now she was showing her true nature. Part of Miranda was aware that she had probably read too much into a simple kiss, but it still left her conflicted.

Maybe she should just give Tom the win so he could teach Nicole what happens to cockteases.

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