Toms turn

"Simon says..." Tom starts, but Nicole interrupts him immediately. "As per the rules, it is now up to you to get naked," she declares with a confident smirk.

Tom’s eyes widen in realization, and he glances around the group, knowing full well he can't undress himself. The girls, sensing an opportunity, exchange mischievous glances.

"Well, Tom," Sarah says, stepping forward, "looks like you're going to need some help. But you'll have to ask nicely."

Tom frowns but quickly masks it with a sheepish smile. "Alright, alright. Nicole, Miranda, Sarah—could you please help me out of these clothes?"

Nicole taps her chin, pretending to think it over. "Hmm, I'm not sure. What do you think, girls?"

Miranda giggles, her dark eyes sparkling with amusement. "I think he can beg a bit more, don't you?"

Sarah nods, crossing her arms. "Definitely. Come on, Tom, let's hear some real begging."

Tom sighs, rolling his eyes. "Please, ladies, help me get undressed."

Nicole shrugs and steps forward, starting with his shirt. She undoes the buttons slowly, one by one, dragging out the process. "There, was that so hard?"

As Nicole pulls Tom's shirt off, Sarah and Miranda move in to help with his pants. Miranda undoes the belt while Sarah kneels to pull the pants down. Tom steps out of them, now standing in just his underwear.

"Now for the fun part," Sarah says, eyeing Tom's last piece of clothing. She holds up a pair of scissors, her grin wicked. "You’re going to have to beg a bit more for this one."

Tom's face turns red, and he looks around desperately. "Matt, can you—"

"Sorry, Tom," Matt interrupts, shaking his head. "You’re on your own."

Tom turns back to Sarah and Miranda, swallowing his pride. "Please, Sarah, cut them off."

Sarah raises an eyebrow. "And why should I?"

Tom takes a deep breath. "Please, Sarah, I’m begging you. Cut off my underwear."

With a satisfied nod, Sarah positions the scissors at the waistband. "Hold still," she says, snipping carefully. The tension in the room builds as the fabric parts, and finally, she pulls the shredded underwear away, leaving Tom completely naked.

You still can't help but admire Miranda's dark areolas and her erect nipples, a stark contrast against her fair skin. "Alright, now that everyone’s on equal footing," Nicole says, her voice a mix of authority and playfulness, "let’s get back to the game. What’s next, Tom?"

Tom's **** is swift. "Simon says, do a candle pose and spread your legs," he commands, a sly grin playing on his lips.

Nicole and Miranda exchange glances before complying. They lie on their backs, lifting their legs into the air and spreading them apart. Nicole's dress and Miranda's skirt slide down, obscuring their view but leaving their most intimate parts fully exposed. The sight is both electrifying and deeply ****.

The room is silent for a moment, everyone taking in the scene. Nicole's dress pools around her waist, revealing her bare pussy, glistening in the dim light. Miranda's skirt has ridden up to her hips, leaving her exposed as well. The two of them hold their positions, their breaths quick and shallow.

"Well, isn't this a sight," Matt comments, his voice a mix of awe and arousal.

Sarah can't help but chuckle. "You girls look amazing," she says, her tone both supportive and teasing.

Nicole's face is flushed, but she maintains her position, her eyes closed as if trying to block out the embarrassment. Miranda, on the other hand, seems to be embracing the moment, her lips curved in a small, knowing smile.

"How does it feel, ladies?" Tom asks, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "To be so exposed?" He walks around and gently caresses their bare thighs. His deep insight is abundantly clear to both of them.

Nicole opens her eyes, glaring at Tom. "You’ll get yours, Tom," she promises, her voice steady despite her compromising position.

Miranda chuckles softly. "It's all part of the game," she says, her voice filled with a surprising amount of confidence.

You can't tear your eyes away from the sight in front of you. The raw intimacy of the moment is overpowering, each second stretching into an eternity. The game has pushed everyone to their limits, and you know that whatever happens next, it will leave a lasting impression on all of you.

Tom watches for a moment longer, savoring his victory. Then, with a nod, he relents. "Alright, Simon says you can come down now."

Nicole and Miranda lower their legs, stand up and bounce slightly so that their pussies are covered again without worrying about their breasts bouncing up and down. "Now something special for you, Sarah," Tom says, passing the baton with a smirk. "Let’s see what you’ve got in store for us."