Tom wins. Nicole loses everything.

Once the contest had been started, Nicole didn't waste a second. Her hands dove straight for her opponents waistband, eager to secure a quick victory in a single tug, only to be immediately stopped. Tom's strong hands grabbed both her wrists and effortlessly held them in place, then with a slight squeeze and a mild shot of pain, he made her release his belt. In her arrogance, Nicole had overlooked an important element of the dare. She had been so focused on the "strip" part and it had seemed so simple, now Tom was about to show her that the "wrestle" part was even more important.

With ease, Tom raised her arms up over her head even as she struggled futilely. She tried to kick him but that turned out to be a mistake as he used that to tip her off balance and backward on to the floor. He at least had the decency to use his grip on her hands to ease her descent but she still landed on her ass with a bump. Next, he dropped too, landing on one knee beside her while still holding on to her wrists. His other knee he laid across Nicole's hips, using his substantially larger body weight to make sure she couldn't get up.

Nicole kicked her legs beneath him but she had no chance of bucking him, a fact that the smug smile on his face made it clear that he was aware of. Bringing her arms together behind her head, he crossed her wrists and grabbed them both with one strong hand, freeing his other one to do whatever he wanted to her. It had only taken seconds, but now Nicole was completely at his mercy.

Looking at his friend losing so quickly, John felt a brief burst of concern, that was quickly numbed by his newfound apathy regarding whatever went on between her and Tom. He remembered how Nicole had literally asked for Tom to touch her, after spending so much time before tonight calling him a disgusting creep. Even this fight, she had obviously been eager for, until things started going against her. As far as he was concerned, this mess was her own creation, and she could look after herself.

Despite the clear weight class disadvantage, Nicole kept struggling and squirming like she could escape Tom's grasp, until he laid a warning hand on her throat. That drove all the fight out of her, her eyes going wide and her breath catching as she looked up open-mouthed at him. If Nicole had been asked she’d have said it was just fear in her eyes, but if you asked anyone else they’d have called it excitement. Whatever it was, it made Nicole go still, content to just watch what Tom would do to her next.

Releasing her neck, his hand traveled down her body, groping her tits through her shirt like she belonged to him, before he reached down to her unbuttoned jeans. She put up no fight as he yanked down her jeans, forcing the tight denim over her curves. With only one hand the process advanced in unsteady jumps, with Tom jerking her skinny jeans over her thighs one leg at a time. Once her jeans were bunched up at her knees, he struggled to get them down any further, his nostrils flaring in irritation as he tried to tug them down her calves despite them being at the end of his reach.

Huffing in frustration, Tom let go of her wrists, grabbed her hips, and spun Nicole around so she lay on her front. The carpet rubbed against her blushing cheek as she lay face-down ass-up, her little booty in the air with only her panties to cover it. For a second, Nicole just panted in the position Tom had put her in, her thoughts still too scattered to move. It took a deep breath in for her to remember the contest, to remember how she was meant to beat Tom.

She planted her hands beside her and tried to push herself up, taking advantage of her opponents distraction as he tried to finish forcing her tight trousers over her bare feet. A powerful hand on her neck quelled her rebellion before it could even start, forcing her back down to the floor where she belonged. The feeling of Tom's dominant hand on her slender neck just seemed to break something in her, turning all her fiery, feminist, fighting spirit into weak submission.

Once Nicole's jeans were off her feet he grabbed them and threw them aside, discarding them to the far side of the table well out of her reach. Once more he took her by the hips and rolled her over, moving her body around at will like she was his plaything. With her back on her back he caught her hands over her head again, but this time he didn't bother putting his body weight on her torso, he simply knelt beside her legs instead.

His attention turned to her panties, a fragile scrap of black fabric that clung tightly to her slit like clingfilm. He didn't seem to mind the wetness as his fingers curled beneath the front of her underwear, his short fingernails grazing against her sensitive slit and sending sparks through her body in the process. With the same rough strength he'd used to pull down her jeans, Tom ripped her panties away from her body, unveiling her virginial pussy to his penetrating gaze and the cold night air.

"Oh fuck," she gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily as Tom held her pinned to the ground. Tom hadn't looked at her groin yet, he was still too busy rolling her soaked panties down her legs, but she knew what he'd see when he did. Her cute kitty would be flushed and engorged with arousal, and so soaking wet that even her short blonde pubes would be darkened by moisture. It was only after he'd pulled Nicole's panties off one of her ankles that Tom looked up at Nicole's immodest crotch, and when he did he licked his lips.

Her soaked, fuzzy, little, mound was exposed to everyone, revealing just how turned on being completely dominated like this had made her, letting everyone know just how much of a slut she really was. That thought alone made her legs weak even as she squeezed them together, compressing her thighs in a futile attempt to conceal her shame. With one hand and his knee, Tom **** her legs apart, moving over to kneel in between her legs like he was about to fuck her missionary style. His still covered crotch so close to her nude one only reinforced that image.

Rather than flopping out the foot long python that Nicole knew he hid in his boxers and deflowering her on the living room floor in front of everyone, Tom instead moved his attention upward. He was still focused on winning the competition, even if Nicole's mind had turned to mush. His hand completely the same journey as before, but in reverse, pushing up her shirt as it went to uncover her flat stomach. He left the hem of her shirt there, just under her petite breasts and inches away from showing off her black bra, to move his hand to her shirt's neck.

The collar stretched under his fingers as he tugged at it like a curious animal, obviously puzzled about how to take the shirt off Nicole while keeping her hands pinned back. Nicole expected that he would let her go again, and grant her a chance to fight back and reclaim at least some of her honor. He gave her no such opportunity. His free hand curled around the collar of her shirt, and effortlessly ripped it down the middle. The fabric tore almost as loudly as Nicole gasped, spurring even the apathetic John into a moment of surprise.

In response, Nicole's legs wrapped around his waist, as she stared up at him with dinnerplate wide eyes. To an outside observer it might have looked like she was making some last ditch effort to restrain him, but the truth was that her horny submissive side was trying to pull him in, her heels jabbing into his back begging him to fuck her already. The sudden action from his prey took him a little off guard, making him stumble forward so his hard bulge brushed against her crotch before he regained his balance. The cocky smirk of pure superiority that he gave her when he glanced to her face made her cross her heels behind his back as she felt a heat like a pressure cooker build between her legs.

Still leaning over her, his covered cock a hairs breadth from touching her honeypot, Tom moved his attention to the final garment between himself and total victory. Nicole's little black bra, that had been exposed when he tore her shirt open. Despite being only modest in size, her tits still filled it out nicely, a pair of palm sized treasure that complimented her petite body perfectly. Seeing them heaving with her every shuddering breath was pretty nice too.

With ease, Tom lifted her torso up enough to squeeze a hand behind her before unlatching her bra with one hand. Pulling it loose from her little breasts, he took a second to grope her petite tits, mauling them with one hand and rolling her hard nipple between his fingers while all Nicole could do was bite her lip and buck her hips. He felt her legs squeeze around him again, a sure fire sign that she enjoyed what he was doing. He liked it too, but it wasn't getting him any closer to his end goal, but rather than ripping her bra like he'd ripped her shirt,Tom turned his attention to Nicole herself.

Relinquishing her tits, Tom moved a hand to cup her face, his thumb brushing over her pouting lips. “You’ve lost," he stated simply, and despite the fact Nicole still barely clung on to a single article of clothing, he was really right. “Now, are you gonna be a good girl and take your bra off yourself, or am I gonna have to rip it off you?” His question sent goosebumps across her body and made her legs shiver around him. She nodded her head quickly, her eyes wide with submission. “I’ll be good,” she murmured, her lips wrapping lightly around Tom's thumb that he pushed against her mouth.

“Good.” Tom stated, and without further ado he released her, completely confident that there was no more fight left in her.

And he was right.

Nicole unwrapped her legs from Tom and slowly sat upright, bringing her arms back down from behind her head to her shoulders. In complete surrender, Nicole pushed the straps off her shoulders and down her arms, baring her nude chest to her victor. She made no attempt to cover herself as his eyes leered over her nude form. He won, he deserved to look at her however he wanted to. Instead of protesting, her own gaze slipped downward to land tellingly on Tom's big bulge that throbbed in his underwear as he looked at her. Without thinking, Nicole parted her legs, exposing her already sopping wet snatch.

She only got wetter when she remembered what else losing meant. The hung brute in front of her could now make her do whatever he wanted. She was his plaything now. She nearly touched herself at the thought.

For a second, Nicole thought he would just pounce on her right there, he was already between her legs, and the two were so close that she could count the many hairs on his chest, he could simply have leaned forward and claimed her. Instead, Tom rested his hands on his knees, looked over her naked body to savor his victory, and then opened his mouth to speak. "I want you to come next door with me," he muttered, his eyes dark as they stared into her own.

Nicole knew what he meant by that. She had told him if he got her alone then he could have her, but it had been an innocent white lie to get one over on him, she'd never expected that he would hold her to it. She knew she should have said no, should have protested, or explained herself, but the words wouldn't come.

Her only response was a silent nod of her head before obediently getting to her feet. The shaking of her legs made that difficult, but Tom's powerful hands took her by the forearms and hauled her up so forcibly she nearly hopped into the air. Feeling the effortless way he picked her up off the ground, Nicole wondered how she had ever thought she had stood a chance. He was so much bigger than her, so much stronger, he could always do whatever he wanted to her. That thought excited her so much more than it scared her.

The others all stared at her as she stumbled on jelly legs towards the door, but Nicole didn't notice any of them, her eyes were too focused on Tom. She shook like a leaf as he walked her out, guiding her before him with his hands on her hips as she refused to stop looking over her shoulder at him. It was like she was worried that if she glanced away then he would have fallen on her then and there, like a wolf on a deer. The smug grin on Sarah's face and the disappointed frown on John's, two different expressions that would normally have generated considerable shame inside her, both went unnoticed. Her focus on her pursuer was complete.

Tom, at least, answered Sarah's grin with a wink. He knew she had wanted him to do this publicly where the others could see, but he had decided it wasn’t a good idea. Despite being dripping wet, Nicole might have backed out of being fucked in front of everyone, and if one of those losers Matt and John decided to play white knight, Tom didn’t want them hitting him in the back of the head. The next room would be fine though, Tom was going to make this wet little virgin scream so loud there could be no doubt what they were doing.

Passing into the hallway, Tom slammed the living room door shut behind him, cutting Nicole off from the afterparty. The silence in the hall was deafening, the only sounds Nicole could hear was her pounding heart and her shuddering breath. Like he owned her, Tom guided her to another doorway and pushed her through it into the darkness beyond.

A switch flipped, beside her head this time as opposed to inside it, turning on the light and revealing the room she was in. It was a smaller space than the living room, with just a couch on one wall right in front of the door and a television on the small wooden table in the corner opposite. Nicole wasn't given much chance to admire her surroundings, however. When the door to this room slammed shut behind him , Tom wasted no more time.

He spun Nicole around and backed her against the wall beside the couch, his hand going firmly to her throat while he towered over her. No words escaped from his lips, instead he just **** them against her own, shoving his tongue into her waiting mouth while she did nothing but pathetically kiss him back. Through it all, one hand stayed wrapped loosely around her throat whilst the other slipped between her legs to penetrate her gushing pussy again.

The touch of two and then three fingers inside her made her moan and whimper pathetically into her master's mouth, all while her hands remained impotently pressed against the cold wall behind her. It didn't take long for Tom to tire of kissing, and when he did he took her by the hips and practically tossed her over the arm of the chair and on to her back on the couch. She landed spread eagled, naked, and with one foot on the couch cushion and the other on the floor, baring her needy kitty to him again.

There was barely enough time to pant for air before Tom followed her, landing on top of her with his weight on his elbows beside her head and his whole body only millimeters from her own. She hadn't noticed him take his cock out, but she noticed the hot weight of it running up her smooth stomach almost to her belly button as his heavy balls wetly smooched her pussy.

This was the moment of truth. The biggest player on campus was about to take her virginity in the backroom of a house party. He was even going to do it with the lights on, fucking her whilst staring at her innocent body like she was his own personal pornstar. That thought, that he could stare into her eyes like a lover as he railed her, triggered Nicole's final fight reflex.

"You can facefuck me," she mewled, her conscious brain making one final hail-Mary effort to save her virginity. She'd never made the offer so lewdly before, but her intense arousal had pushed her to say, do, and feel things that she never had before. Her body flatly refused to not be penetrated by that magnificent cock after how horny she had became, but at least if she kept it to just her mouth she would still have some semblance of control.

His rough fingers sank partway into her pussy again, coming away sticky with her translucent juices. "I know what you really want," he growled, holding up the proof of her undeniable arousal before forcing the fingers into her mouth. As if proving his point, she sucked them clean, swallowing her own nectar like a submissive whore. The fingers in her mouth, combined with being confronted by the truth of what she wanted, gagged any further arguments Nicole could make. Without a word, she spread her legs and prepared herself to be deflowered by the biggest cock she'd ever seen, attached to the most insufferable asshole she had ever met.

“Don’t worry, I said I’d be gentle,” he laughed, smacking his cock against her outer folds a few times. Just that was enough to make Nicole's whole body shiver, her fingers grasping weakly at the couch. His fuckstick looked even bigger as he lined it up with her opening, and the bulbous tip seemed so girthy that she had no idea how her body could ever hope to accommodate it. One firm prod as Tom pushed the tip of his helmet against her lips proved that he was going to try, regardless of how impossible it looked to her.

With one long, deliberate, stroke he laid claim to her, delivering his entire length as deep into her as he could. Her entire body put up one final effort to resist him, her pussy squeezing tightly around him whilst her hymen caught his cockhead, but with one final push her hymen tore, and her weak resolve shattered. A yelp like a struck dog was driven out of her as he **** his monster cock into her, bottoming out with his tip battering against the entrance to her womb.

Next door, the other four party participants had sat in an awkward silence ever since Tom and Nicole had left. Eavesdropping on them felt weird, but it was almost like they had no other choice. No one was willing to fill the silence with conversation, so all they could do was strain their ears and wait. John, in particular, was frustrated as he listened, a mix of emotions churning in his stomach. Brotherly concern clashed with jaded apathy as his thoughts went back and forth.

Even worrying about her made him feel stupid, remembering what she'd done with Tom the last time he'd helped her out. This whole thing was practically her doing, she might as well have orchestrated it herself. She had looked pretty worried as Tom had walked her out the door, but that was probably just nerves about whatever weird thing they were about to do next. Even if Nicole hadn't been planning this, she had still been playing with fire, in the very worst scenario this was just her getting burned in the way she deserved.

Then, he heard her yelp through the wall, and John felt his heart flip like a pancake. This wasn't some stupid game, or a silly dare, this was about Nicole! He tried to rise, to race to his feet and help her, but Miranda stopped him. Like a sack of bricks in his laps, Miranda made herself into a deadweight and halted him in his tracks.

"Ohh, she's fine John, forget about her, I'm right here," Miranda purred desperately. Teasing hands traced all over his chest as Miranda tried to seduce him, even sitting forward in his lap to stuff his face into her tits. "Mmm, she's tougher than she looks John, don't you want to pay attention to me instead?" Miranda sighed, holding his head in her chest with one hand while the other ventured down to find his hard dick.

Miranda was through playing second fiddle to that blonde haired cocktease tonight. As far as she was concerned, Tom could have her, so long as Miranda got her own piece of the limelight. If that meant pinning John down, then so be it. His efforts to get up had already faded, replaced instead by his hands venturing up to cup his crush's ass again. "Are you sure she'll be okay?" John asked as he pulled his head from her cleavage, looking up at her with worried eyes.

"You remember what she did with Tom early, I'm sure she'll be fine," Miranda answered, wrapping a hand around his shaft as she spoke. That gentle grip, combined with the mental image of Nicole letting Tom finger her, settle matters for John. Nicole was on her own, and Miranda was with him. "Now, do you want to suck on my titties?" Miranda asked, an offer far too good for John to pass up. He grabbed her ass and wrapped his lips around one of her hard nipples, whilst her right hand began to jerk him off.

Sarah had been keeping a watchful eye on John, to be ready to stop him just in case he got any funny ideas about helping Nicole. When he had jerked suddenly upon hearing her cry out, Sarah had been just about to leap into action, when Miranda stopped him instead. She had done an even better job seducing him than Sarah could have hoped to, he was sucking on her tit as she held it up for him, literally eating out of the palm of her hand. Sarah was particularly glad that she didn’t have to disengage from Matt, she didn’t want to make him jealous by throwing herself at his best friend, especially not when they'd been having such a lovely time together. With John taken care of for her, she could sit back, relax, and enjoy the musical sounds of Nicole taking Tom's dick.

Meanwhile, as Miranda soothed John, Tom let Nicole adjust to the feeling of his cock filling her up. He loved the way her cute features twitched as he held his dick inside her, pain and pleasure combining to drive the innocent girl crazy. Her pussy was already pulsing around his cock, rippling up and down his length like her body was feeling up his cock in disbelief. He decided that he would give her a few more seconds to adjust, before he made her see fireworks.

The rush of pain from losing her virginity briefly brought Nicole back to her senses. She looked up at Tom with new eyes, blinking as if she’d just realized he was there. Glancing down to where his body joined hers, she could scarcely believe what had happened. Her virginity was gone, and in it's place was a cock so gargantuan that the fact her body could swallow it at all felt like a magic trick. It might have just been a trick of the light, but she even thought she could see a small bulge in her stomach from how his dickhead stretched her out.

That brief moment of clarity came to a shuddering end as Tom withdrew his cock from her sheath, overwhelming her mind with yet more conflicting feelings. Another sound like an animals escaped her lips, and her hands slapped desperately at the couch cushions. Feeling his cock exit her felt almost as intense as it’s first entry, it's length rubbing against sensitive parts of herself that she never knew existed as it moved.

Once his cock was most of the way out he stopped again, but this time he gave Nicole no moment to recover. Instead, he sank his full length back into her, and began fucking her in slow and deep strokes. Every movement made Nicole's eyes cross as she felt her tight pussy loosen to take his thick cock, and as she got more used to it, Tom increased his pace. Pretty soon, he was pounding Nicole hard enough that her little breasts bounced with his every thrust and her lips were permanently open to emit quiet pants of pleasure.

"Yeah, you like that?" Tom growled. It almost seemed like a rhetorical question, except for his eyes trained on hers that seemed to demand an answer. "Uh huh," Nicole nodded, unable to formulate any actual words. "I bet you do," he laughed, smirking right in her face. His smug arrogance usually pissed her off, but from beneath him it seemed so hot and dominant. Nicole's one word approval seemed to be enough to encourage him, his thrusts increasing in speed and turning Nicole's panting into actual moans.

It didn't take long before Nicole felt another orgasm racing towards her. She had been teased all night and now Tom's cock was touching her in ways she'd never been touched before, it was only a matter of time before she came. Somehow, through the look on Nicole's face or a change in the feel of her pussy, Tom seemed to know what was coming too. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, his lips sucking hard on it, whilst one hand went down to tease her erect nipples again, all whilst he continued fucking her.

That three point **** on so many of her erogenous zones at once, broke the dam inside of her, letting loose her orgasm like a crashing wave. Her voice reached a crescendo, singing out her orgasm in a wordless wail, as her body twitched and thrashed beneath him. In an uncoordinated effort, her legs tried to wrap around him again, one landing on his back whilst the other jabbed into the back of his thigh. With both her hymen and her self control in tatters, Nicole gave herself over completely to Tom's cock.

Through it all, Tom kept pounding, sucking, and pinching her, intent on dragging out her orgasm for as long and as loud as possible. Nicole's screaming continued as her eyes rolled back in her head and her hands shoved weakly against Tom's chest, in a vain attempt to stop the overwhelming sensation. She had never had an orgasm this intense before, not when she had played with herself, not when she had been sucking dick, not even when Tom had pumped his fingers inside her. It felt so good it almost hurt.

Almost all the sounds of Tom and Nicole fucking had percolated through the wall into the living room, but the noise of her cumming cut through the silence like a knife. "Does that sound like an unhappy girl?" Miranda asked, stroking John's hair as he played with her tits. "No," he sighed. Such an obvious sign of Nicole enjoying herself did make him feel better, even if it was weird to know what she was enjoying, and with whom.

Miranda smiled at his answer and stroked his cock quicker, rocking her hips back and forward to rub her wet pussy against the base of his shaft. Hearing Nicole get so thoroughly fucked had effected her too, lighting a fire inside Miranda that pushed her to frott against John. From Nicole's moaning and the groaning of the couch, it sounded like Tom was a complete animal in there. Miranda even began to think that maybe Sarah was right about him being good for one thing.

Back in the other room, Nicole's orgasm finally began to subside. Tom's pounding had only been stopped when her pussy spasmed so tightly around his cock that he could barely keep moving, forcing him to a juddering halt inside her, and allowing Nicole a reprieve that was enough for her bliss to subside. As her breathing slowly returned to normal she lay her head back on the couch, staring at the ceiling as her eyes swam.

Her recovery was interrupted when Tom forcibly pulled his cock out of her, uncorking a deluge of her girlcum and making her look up at him with unfocused eyes. Without a word, he scooped her up and carried her back out into the hall. For a second, Nicole thought he was going to take her into the living room, to carry her in front of everyone and show off his shuddering prize, but he stopped short.

The wooden door to the front room lay before her as Tom held her under her thighs and spread her legs, whilst her back rested against him. For balance, her arms instinctively joined behind his head, clinging to his neck as she looked warily from him to the door. It was difficult for her to think straight with her legs still trembling from an orgasm, and before she could put a question into words, Tom's cock returned to her pussy.

His hard member, now slick with Nicole's own juices, glided against her folds a couple of times before catching on her fuckhole. With that, all it took was one smooth thrust for his cock to re-enter her, making her moan like he was deflowering her all over again. Now, still facing the door to the living room, Tom started fucking her again, bouncing her up and down his cock while she was just along for the ride.

The sensation was even more intense this time, her pussy was still sensitive from her first orgasm, so his every movement made her gasp like she was taking an ice bath. Despite her best efforts to stay quiet, knowing that everyone else was just on the other side of that door, Nicole found herself swearing under her breath. If Nicole wanted to keep this discreet, then Tom was the opposite.

"Maybe I should open the door, so they can all see what a slut you really are," he muttered, spreading her slender legs a little wider.

"Noooooo," Nicole replied, a moan modulating her voice and making her protest sound even weaker.

"If you don’t want that to happen, you have to do what I say," Tom growled with his lips to her ear. The scent of elderflower shampoo filled his nose, as her short blonde hair bounced in his face.

"Yes daddy, anything!" She panted, the type of dirty talk she’d mock other girls for thoughtlessly escaping her lips. She couldn't see it, but Tom smirked again.

"I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock again," he grunted, "I don’t care that it’s covered in your pussy juice. You’re gonna suck it, like a good little slut, aren’t you?" Those words made Nicole's toes curl in mid-air.

"Yes!" She cried, expressing her pleasure just as much as she was agreeing with his commands.

"And you’re not gonna drink it this time, I’m going to cum all over your face," Tom stated, "because you’re a cumslut. Aren’t you?"

"Yes!" Nicole's voice got even louder, the mere thought of sucking Tom's fat sausage, slick with her own filthy fluids, turned her on even as he impaled her with it. It had been so hot when he'd facefucked her the first time, filling her throat with his big dick and nearly **** her with it, the thought of doing it again almost made Nicole squirt.

Pulling her off his dick one final time, Tom let go of her trembling legs and lowered her to the floor, where she instantly fell to her knees and turned to face him. Like she was starving, she took Tom's dick deep in her mouth, girlcum and all. All that lube allowed her lips to glide nearly to the base in a single push, a bulge forming instantly in her throat.

One hand fell between her legs to play with herself again, even as she bobbed her head quickly along his length. She didn't even try and hide her minimized gag reflex this time, instead she allowed his meat to pummel the back of her throat as hard as it had pounded her womb. Thinking about Tom fucking her throat like he'd fucked her other hole made Nicole moan around his cock, even as she slipped three fingers inside herself.

With Nicole completely distracted and himself about to bust, Tom wordlessly reached over her and pushed the door to the living room wide open.

The rest of the group had all heard the noises, they had all known what was just on the other side of the door, but as it slowly creaked open, none of them could look away. The sight of Nicole, on her knees for Tom again, greeted the rest of the party. He just smugly rested his hands on the back of his head while she worked so hard to pleasure him, sucking his fat cock with such passion that drool dripped down her chin

It was just like before, except Nicole is naked this time and, John saw between her thighs, her left hand was toying with her pussy. His innocent friend happily fingered herself as she sucked Tom's dick.

Sarah did her best to hide her smile at the slutty sight, but it was difficult when her plan was working so perfectly. She’d thought Tom had been making a mistake when he’d taken Nicole outside, but she was glad to be mistaken. She almost felt proud of him for whatever he had done to engineer this scene.

With everyone in stunned silence, Tom turned his attention back to his fuck toy.

"I’m gonna cum, slut," he warned her bluntly, casually calling Nicole a name that John was sure would make her fly into a rage. Instead, she popped her mouth wetly off his cock and looked up at him with worshipful eyes, still stroking his shaft with one hand.

"Please cum for me! Make me your little fucking cumslut please!" She groaned, pumping her fingers faster into her cunt. Tom smiled once more as he looked down at Nicole. There were tears in her eyes, but a sloppy smile on her face. He really might have fucked her brains out. Gritting his teeth, he exhaled as his own long awaited climax arrived. A final grunt was Nicole's last warning, and she closed her eyes and opened her mouth in anticipation, offering up her cute face as a target for his jizz.

As the first ropes painted her, marking her as Tom's slutty property, her second orgasm started. Like a firework, it exploded deep inside her, making her whole body quiver. Every time another line of cum landed hotly across her features it was like a streak of gasoline on the fire, an accelerant that made her tremble and cum harder, her fingers moving along his cock and inside her pussy working in synchronous to make them both cum.

When Tom's big cock and heavy balls are finally empty Nicole rests back on her haunches, his limp prick slipping through her fingers whilst her other hand withdrew from her pussy. She just rested in the afterglow for a moment and the whole house was silent except for the intermittent drips of girlcum and jizz from Tom's soft cock onto the hardwood floor. Eventually Nicole seemed to sense something wass wrong, even with one eye welded shut with cum. In slow, jerky movements she turned to look over her shoulder, and realized that the door was wide open.

Over Miranda, who still weighed on his lap like a succubus on a dreamers chest, John finally saw his friend's face. Nicole's cute features were concealed beneath a translucent mask of cum, lines of Tom's load were drawn up and over Nicole’s eyes, nose, lips, ears, eyebrows, fringe, cheeks, chin, everything. The innocent girl John knew was gone, replaced with a petite pornstar.

He made singular eye contact with her for a moment and even under all that cum he could see her blush. “Oh," was the only syllable to escape her lips through the cum that bridges them like cell bars. Despite her compromising position, Nicole's embarrassment seemed muted, more like she had just been caught kissing a boy instead of being painted with cum by one.

Using the door frame for balance, Nicole staggered to her feet, standing completely naked in front of everyone on unsteady legs like a newborn fawn. John thought she was about to defend herself, or attack Tom, or even simply apologize. Instead, the next words from her lips were purely practical.

"I need another shower," she croaked weakly, before turning and walking carefully towards the stairs. "Me too," Tom added with a cocky smirk, following shamelessly after her.

John was about to get up to check on her, only to be preempted by Sarah. "It's okay, I'll go check on them," she placated you loud enough for everyone else to hear too. "At least Nicole sure didn't look upset!" She added cheerily, making John feel even more conflicted as she followed Nicole and Tom toward the shower.

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