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“You have to finish the round with the blindfold on.” Sarah stated Matter-of-factly. “Actually,” she continued, “I am changing the rules on your dare. You get to take of a piece of clothing of your choice from the person I ask about if you get my question right, but if you get the question wrong, they get to take a piece of clothing of their choice off of you. But your blindfold is now a piece of your clothing. Anything you have to put on to complete a dare becomes part of your clothing and anything you have to take off you will lose permanently.”

John had mixed feelings, getting an extra item to take off was good, but he wouldn’t get to see the half-clothed Miranda that he would be leaving at the end of this round. He would probably get to take off the blindfold pretty quickly – if she could change the rules, so could he, “Ok, but you can always refuse a dare and you just have to take off a piece of clothes, ok?” John figured he would just refuse his next dare and just take it off instead.

With the meaningful glances that Sarah had been throwing her way, Miranda was a little disappointed by her supposedly slutty friend’s rule change. She thought that she had made it clear to Sarah through her glances that she needed some of what Nicole had just gotten. She wasn’t going to complain though. Her pussy was screaming for attention, but Sarah hadn’t let her down before, so she would give her friend the benefit of the doubt. Miranda shrugged her agreement.

Matt had stayed silent for everything so far. He thought he probably should have spoke up sooner, but it was fucking hot to see Nicole literally cream her pants and at this point he certainly didn’t want the game to end without him getting a shot at Sarah and he was pretty sure that John would go ballistic if he found out that he had just gotten Nicole off instead of Miranda. Sarah might have realized that too and had a plan. So, fuck it, let it ride.

Unbeknownst to both of them, Nicole’s mind was going down a similar route to Matt’s. She wanted John’s cock now, and the best way for her to get it would be to swoop in while he was still blindfolded and make him take her. She could pretend to be Miranda to get him to fuck her, right?

Tom couldn’t care less about whether John stayed blindfolded or not. Keeping Nicole gagged, however, was definitely a plus. She looked hot standing there in her bra and jeans with his shirt stuffed in her mouth. It was like partway into a porn and she was the slut that was going to be tied up with a cock filling her pussy and screaming into her gag when the big-dicked actor (played by Tom in his mind) took her back door with only spit for lube. “Whatever, as long as everyone plays by that rule,” Tom said eyeing the still gagged and half-naked blonde girl. Nicole nodded vigorously, which everyone interpreted to mean that she didn’t want to have to face John’s eyes after what they had just done. “Great,” Tom continued, “can we get on with it now?”

“Now that we are all in agreement,” Sarah started, “John, I am going to make sure can’t get these by process of elimination, was I the third person?”

Wondering how Sarah was going to trick him, he answered cautiously, “No, you weren’t.”

“Good, stand up,” Sarah replied walking up to John.

John, stood up, suddenly realizing that he would have to take an item of clothes from Sarah. Should he take her shirt or her pants. While he figured th-at getting another feel of her ass while he took off her pants would be great, Matt may not exactly approve of that message, but if he took her shirt, his buddy would at least get an eyeful of his own. One that John would likely be missing out for a while on.

John felt blindly in front of himself for the hem of Sarah’s shirt. Grabbing the skintight shirt on either side, he could feel the bounce in the shirt as he got it over her massive jugs. He continued lifting the shirt up and felt it come free of her head and arms. He felt a hand on the back of his head, pulling his face forward and down into the most heavenly plush feeling he had ever felt in his life.

“Hey, wait, what?” John heard Matt say.

“Relax,” Sarah replied, letting John up and removing her hand from his head. “He got the question right and was such a gentleman about taking my shirt off, he deserved a reward.”

“More like a pussy,” Tom opined.

“Whatever,” Sarah retorted, “time for the next question, what about Miranda, was she first?”

“No,” John answered, wondering why Sarah thought that asking the questions this way was a good idea. Maybe she wanted him to strip as many of the girls as possible, but it wouldn’t have changed anything to do it the normal way. Whatever, she was a bit weird anyway.

John again reached his hands forward and felt Miranda’s shirt. He was a little surprised, he had thought she had taken it off for his earlier exploration. But, he didn’t want to complain and get her pissed off, besides she might have just bunched it up earlier and he could rectify the situation quickly.

John slid his hands under the hem of the loose shirt and fluidly glided his fingers up Miranda’s skin. John knows he doesn’t have the kind of time that he did last time, so he just lightly and quickly skims over her skin as his hands make their way up to the tops of her breasts to trace lazy lines in her sensitive and firm flesh. Then a stroke of genius hits him. He glides his hands to her back and deftly unhooks her bra. Since he is blindfolded, taking off her shirt would only give Matt and Tom a show, and going for the bra will give him a chance to play with her skin to skin.

The way John had worked over Nicole had gotten Miranda horny. She could help but wish that she had been in the smaller girl’s place. But now it was her turn, well, sorta. John wasn’t going to get her off, but it would at least get her closer. As John unhooked her bra and trailed his hands back, Miranda was feeling almost ticklish. But, since this feeling was also transmitting straight to her nipples, she was starting to get turned on again. His fingers trailed in circles around her nipples as he ‘took off her bra.’ Her nipples hardened as he got closer to touching them, but, just as she was sure he was about to start playing with them, he pulled her bra away and let his hands drop, leaving her nipples aching for his touch and sensitive to the thin, flowing cotton as it rested back on her skin for only an instant.

John was sure that he had timed it perfectly to leave her needy this time. However, he felt a hand on the back of his head again as he was once more pulled into a pair of glorious boobs. This time however, they were fully bare and one was stuffed into his mouth.

Matt was astonished, first, he was impressed by John going for the bra and the grope. Something that he would have guessed that John would have said he would do, but never actually do. Then, when Miranda lifted her shirt and flashed everyone her perfectly round 36C tits to pull John onto one he was shocked at her too. In a good way. He was totally down for more boobs for him to stare at, though truthfully, he hadn’t taken his eyes off Sarah’s tits since John’s lucky head had gotten out of the way. Tom and Nicole had been staring too, but were now focused on Miranda’s visible tit and where the other one was clearly buried in John’s greedy mouth.

Miranda was having second thoughts. Not about having John’s tongue play with her nipple, but about doing it in the open in front of everyone, especially Tom. She new what everyone thought of her friend Sarah and how she was treated because of her reputation. Miranda didn’t want that for herself, but she was just so horny. Looking at Tom, though, was making her rethink her decision.

Tom clearly had his hand down his pants and was fondling himself. Miranda was the only one to notice, her eyes locking on his hand as he stroked himself in his pants. Well, Tom thought to himself, if the slut wants to watch me, let her get an eye (and cunt) full. Tom slowly pulled his cock out of his pants and continued to stroke himself for Miranda while staring at her gorgeous tit on display for him.

Watching that anaconda come out of Tom’s pants made Miranda rethink her decision again. She should be going after that. The gargantuan cock would fill her so full. As John flicked her nipple another time, she started to fantasize about John’s tongue on her while Tom’s cock was in her. If he could make her feel like this tonging her nipple, having John give her clit a tongue bath while Tom filled her up would be heaven itself. Coming back to herself, she released John and reluctantly took as step back, staring at Tom’s cock as he stuffed it back into his pants so the rest of the group wouldn’t see.

Nicole, however, caught a glimpse of his fully hard cock. She gulped, seeing the cock that she had held earlier for the first time. Feeling it was one thing, but actually seeing it, out in the open, that was another thing all together. She couldn’t imagine it inside her anymore, it would have to move organs out of the way. It would probably kill her to have it in her. But it would probably be magnificent anyway. What was she thinking? She wanted John’s cock, didn’t she? Or did she? She did. And she could likely only get it tonight, because as soon as John found out that she tricked him into giving her an orgasm, that window would close for her, she just knew it. She might even lose him as a friend. She pushed those thoughts away, not wanting to touch on it and instead, focused on Sarah’s tits – Sarah’s words, definitely Sarah’s words and not the gorgeous pillows that were straining to get out of her bra.

“All right,” Sarah cleared her throat and smirked, “last question. Who was third, I mean first, who was first?” Sarah grinned at Nicole like the cat that ate the canary.

“Nicole was?” John was uncertain why Sarah changed the phrasing of her question, but he knew Nicole had been first. Otherwise, that would have meant Miranda was first and he had gotten Nicole off, but that didn’t happen. As nice as her shirt had smelled and as much as her tits on display had kinda turned him on, he had definitely gotten Miranda off. Right? He was starting to second guess himself as he stood there and couldn’t see what was going on.

“Dude,” Tom chimed in, “are you just going to stand there like a fuck moron, or are you going to show us her tits already?”

John realized that Nicole was standing in front of him and that he had a choice to make.