Your slip

As Tom reads your name aloud you feel a mix of emotions, relief that your name has finally been picked but also irritation that, of all people, it had to be him. "You know John" He begins, smugly "I don't think I was properly rewarded for completing my last dare so well."

"Was playing with Mirandas tits not enough to satisfy you?" Sarah interrupts jokingly.

"Not quite" He shoots back "But I think it was almost enough to satisfy her." Miranda, who had by now returned to her earlier position of sitting on Toms leg rather than straddling him, elbows him in the ribs but to no effect as he continues speaking "Anyway, John i want you to give me a proper reward so I dare you to carry Sarah over here and drop her in my lap alongside Miranda"

"Yay, fun!" Sarah says from your lap giggling like a schoolgirl, while you fume and try to find the right words to argue, but Miranda beats you to it. "You can't do that Tom" She states. "Why not?" He replies, "Don't want to share ? Don't worry Miranda there's enough of me to please you both. Twice." "Of course that's not what I mean" Miranda rolls her eyes "I mean it's against the rules. Right Sarah?""

"Well, technically," Sarah answers smiling mischievously in your lap "My dare was just that every girl has to be in a boys lap, not that every boy had to have a girl, so doubling up like that should be fine."

"But Sarah", it was Nicoles tun to interject now, "Don't you think using a dare to just steal a girl like that is kinda unfair. It seems mean to break up a pair like that just for personal gain." You're grateful that Nicole is saying something for you but as you look over, you see how close she is to Matt and the way his arms wrap tightly around her and you realize that she's more concerned with being separated from her new found flame than she is about you.

"Dares can be mean or selfish or anything Nicole" Sarah replies impatiently "But since your soooo concerned maybe Tom could be persuaded to tweak his dare a little. Tom? Pretty please? For poor little Nicoles sake of mind?" As she sarcastically pleaded Sarah batted her eyelashes and pouted cutely at him.

"Well" Tom scratched his chin, pretending to think while he relished the small amount of power he'd been given "I guess I could make it temporary if that would be more fair." He sneered at Nicole. "John can come pick Sarah up the next time someone draws his name, though I can't guarantee you'll get her back the same way she was when you left her."

"Ooooh, I think I like the sound of that" Sarah replied playfully as she re-positioned in your lap, turning perpendicular to you. "Well John?" She snapped, like a snooty princess. "What are you waiting for?" You glare at her for a moment before you begin to move. First you put one arm under her legs and the other around her back before you try to stand.

You were dedicated to not showing any strain to avoid making this dare worse but to your surprise you were able to lift Sarah quite easily despite her full ,curvaceous ass and her big ,bouncing breasts. It seems she really does have just meat in only the right places. She wraps her arms around your neck and pulls herself up before saying overly sweetly "My hero!" and planting a loud smooch on your cheek. When she pulls back she whispers into your ear "Break after this, come to the upstairs bathroom, we need to talk" before settling down into your arms again.

You're sure you know already what she wants to talk about, so you do your best to not react and instead focus on the task at hand, of carrying the swooning Sarah to Tom. As you walk you can't help the feeling like you're carrying a virgin sacrifice to an old God. But Toms no God, and Sarah definitely is no virgin. Once you're close enough Tom spreads his legs and smack his right thigh "Put her down here" He says gruffly, like he's talking about a delivery. You bend your knees and deposit Sarah as gently as possible on to the awaiting leg before taking a step back and looking at what you've done.

The sight of the two topless girls is incredible, their perfect tits line up perfectly , almost pressing together from their closeness. Their pale faces are now flushed pink. Sarah is looking up at you with open lust on her face, her lips pouted as she stares. Miranda is almost the opposite, she bites her lip nervously and only briefly makes eye contact with you but when she does you see a spark of arousal in her eyes too. Looking at them like this fills your mind with fantasies. You picture pulling out your cock, grabbing Miranda by the hair and shoving it into her cute little mouth, making Sarah lick your balls as you do, or squeezing their tits together and fucking both pairs of perfect boobs at once.

"Hey John!" Tom shouts, infuriatingly derailing your train of thought "You got your phone? I want a picture of this!" As he speaks he leans forward to put his head between the girls chests and wraps his arms around each of the girls and possessively cups a boob in each hand. "Oh yeah, a pic would be great!" Sarah happily agrees tilting her head and sticking her tongue out of her mouth. "Nooo" Miranda protests, covering her face with both hands and turning away from you "I don't want anyone seeing this!"

"Oh come on Miranda" Tom answers before you can "You look so fucking sexy, besides, I want you to see how you look when I do this!" Suddenly Tom tweaks both girls nipples. They react in unison, gasping loudly and throwing their heads back, Sarah reveling in the experience whilst Mirandas hands drop from her face to try and stop Toms molestation but you can tell from the way she's biting her lip and how her eyelids flutter that it's not because it's painful. When Miranda finally prys Toms hand from off her buxom chest you take the opportunity to speak.

"It's okay Miranda, I don't have a camera and I wouldn't do anything for that prick Tom without a dare anyway." You say angrily, detesting the situation Tom has put you in.

"Th-thank you John" Miranda answers, blushing as she smiles up at you, her words coming between ragged breaths. Now that Miranda has moved her hands from her face and now uses them both to control his hand Tom turns his attention from the topless brown haired girl to you.

"Oh come on John, you're a guy too. I know you want to save this view for posterity, right? If you play your cards right now, I'll even send you a picture of the pair of them covered in my cum."

You decide not to dignify that with a response and instead you speak to Sarah.

"Do I draw now, or is it time for a break?