Miranda

“And… it's Miranda!”, Nicole announced in a playful voice. Her mood had recovered and she was back to being excited about the game, now that her dare was behind her. “Let's see.. what would be a nice dare for you… mhm”, she mused teasing the other girl with her hesitation. “Oh, I know: I dare you to take off Matt's pants”. The instant expression of relief on Miranda's face told Nicole that her dare might have been a bit too tame after all, so she amended it with the words: “Without using your hands.”

“Woohoo! Finally we are getting somewhere. High five, buddy!”, Tom yelled and offered his hand to Matt, who was a bit more restrained about showing his excitement but still joined the high five while grinning from ear to ear. John's face showed that he was a lot less euphoric about the dare and Nicole felt a pang of guilt for choosing Matt rather than him, even though she knew he had a huge crush on Miranda. But John was her childhood friend and it felt wrong making him do anything naughty for her, just as she wouldn't involve her brother in dares like that. And it would also feel wrong seeing him in his underwear while she was genuinely curious and excited about seeing a bit more about Matt. This was a party game after all, right?

Miranda hadn't said a word about it yet, but the relief was gone and instead she seemed undecided about whether she could do that in front of everyone. “Isn't that taking it a bit too far?” Surprisingly it was John who objected on her behalf and he was rewarded with a thankful smile by her. “Booo! Party pooper!”, Tom bawled in the background but it was Nicole rather than Sarah this time who chimed in, her guilt being replaced by a wave of indignation: “You didn't think so when I had to feel Tom's dick and if she's careful she'll hardly touch Matt!”. John looked away sheepishly. He knew she had a point and that he couldn't play the moral card with her anymore after he didn't side with her before. “You actually touched his cock? Full on groping? Under his boxers? I didn't think you were that diligent about your dare!”, Sarah butted in, laughing and steering the topic into a direction Nicole would rather have avoided. She was back to blushing in a bright red, unable to come up with any retort, feeling everyone staring at her.

It was Miranda who came to her rescue: “Okay, I'll do it. It's a dare game after all, so it's not supposed to be tame, right? Promise to behave, Matt!”. Without really waiting for an answer she stood up and walked over to him, quietening the room in rapt attention. “Come on, stand up, I cant take it off while you sit!”, she demanded with a smile. Now standing face to face with him and looking into his eyes, it was her turn to hesitate a bit. She wasn't new to sex and she had given blowjobs before, but whenever she could she avoided doing so, feeling that it was degrading to be on her knees in front of a guy. It couldn't be helped though, there was no other position in which she could do this dare and it was too late to back out. So she slowly sank down, until she was on her knees in front of the excited boy who could hardly believe his luck. Her eyes were on the height of his stomach and she would have to bend over slightly to start working on his pants. “In for a penny...”, she thought and closed in on the top button of his jeans, trying to get hold of the fabric with her teeth.

“That's how I like my girls best! On their knees”, Tom injected into the silence in a mocking tone. With her mouth being busy trying to undo the button, Miranda had **** but to suppress her annoyance about it. And while Matt didn't voice any agreement, he didn't defend the girl in front of him neither. “Shut up, Tom”, came from Nicole instead, but there was no **** or anger behind her voice. Rather all her attention was on her friend. Every time Miranda failed to get a good enough grip on the fabric to open the button, her face and nose would brush slightly against Matts crotch and it didn't take long for a reaction of his own, leading to a clearly visible bulge in the pants just where Miranda was “working”. Nicole knew she should be... disgusted? outraged? annoyed? ...with Matt, but all she could feel was arousal as she watched her friends nose brushing against the bulge.

Finally after about a dozen of tries, she managed to open the button and with the biggest obstacle behind her she moved on to get hold of the zipper between her teeth and slowly pulled it down. Matt wasn't as big as Tom, Nicole had that right, but wearing loose boxer shorts and sporting a painfully hard erection his shaft was still big enough to free itself out of the prison as soon as Miranda had the zipper half down. It had been pressed upwards against his stomach before and now with the pants open it pushed against the thin fabric of the underwear towards Miranda's face. As she couldn't let go of the zipper before it was entirely open, she had no way of avoiding his shaft bumping against her forehead, with only a narrow cloth barrier between. Just a moment before she was finished with the zipper, it twitched causing it to lift up a few inches and then “slap” her slightly against the face as it came back down.

“Matt! I told you to behave!”, she complained looking up with an angry stare. “Sorry! I can't help it. Won't happen again.”, he apologized with an sheepish grin which said he wasn't really sorry at all. “Men...”, Miranda muttered but went back to tug on his jeans to pull them down without further persuasion.

John was so rapt in attention and conflicted about what he was watching that he hadn't even noticed Sarah coming over and sitting next to him. Only when he heard her whisper in her ear he became aware of her presence: “Looks like her mouth has much better uses than just kissing. And it seems she's pretty enthusiastic about it. Makes you wonder how often she's done that before, eh? Has she ever sucked you off yet?”. On the last sentence she gave his cock a quick squeeze, giggling quietly. He knew she was taunting him, that he should say something, defend Miranda's honor, play it cool… anything. But all he could do was staring at the scene unfolding. His crush kneeling in front of his friend in a barely disguised sexual act. “Don't worry, you aren't the only one who enjoys the show”. For a moment he though she meant herself and Tom with that, but a nudge into his side guided his eyes to Nicole, who was shifting on her chair restlessly while her whole attention was focused on Miranda and Matt. He couldn't believe his childhood friend was aroused by the scene, she always seemed so innocent to him and until now he had never connected her with any sexual thoughts at all... well, until she had taken her top off as a dare.

A few moments later, the spell was broken with Miranda exclaiming “Done!”. The last part of pulling the jeans down to Matt's feet had been easy and didn't take her much time, so he was now standing in boxer short in front of her, jeans around his ankles and entirely discarded with two steps of him. “Well done, Miranda! Good work!”, Sarah cheered her on and clapped. “And looks like Matt isn't slouch neither when it comes to his package, don't you think Nicole”. “Yeah.. I mean.. what? I dunno! I mean, I don't care! Whatever”, she stammered and blushed once more. The sexual tension had relaxed again and everyone was laughing at Sarah's teasing.

“Alright, it's my turn I believe”, Miranda finally announced, got up from her knees and went over to the hat. “I wonder who'll be the target of my ****”, she said with mischief in her voice.