Nicole

"Nicole, you're up again."

"Seriously?" She asks, rolling her eyes a little. She's blushing, though, not annoyed - probably because she doesn't want to be the first person naked. As her eyes rolled, though, you noticed they settled a little too long on you to be an accident.

"Uh..." Matt's eyes glance toward you, uncertain how to proceed. His options are pretty limited; on the one hand, he can't really make her do anything like Sarah did. If he picked Tom, half the group would be pretty unhappy. He couldn't pick himself either, and the level of awkwardness that might ensue if he chose you, well...

"Here, let me make it easier for you," Sarah said, giggling as she leaned over. Her red hair fell in front of her face, obscuring her lips from view as she put her mouth right up to Matt's ear and whispered quietly. Whatever she was saying, Matt's reaction was instantaneous. At first he looked excited, then shocked, and suddenly once again he was back to uncertainty and nervousness.

"Nicole, so... uh... I dare you to give John a lap dance for five minutes," he eventually stumbled out, not willing to look either of you in the eye.

"What?!"

You weren't sure who said that - it seemed like it came from quite a few mouths at once. Sure, nobody expected this party to stay quiet for long, but sexy stripping was a long way from... actually no, now that you thought about it, it wasn't very far from a lap dance at all.

“You can’t tell him what dares to pick!”

“Actually, I didn’t. Even if I did, there’s no rule, right?” Sarah said, giggling.

"It’s true, the dare was my idea. You can keep your shirt on since I feel bad though," Matt added, sighing as if he were the one who'd been pardoned. It really didn't seem to make Nicole any less nervous, but eventually she did stand, slowly, her eyes on you the whole time.

“I, uh… I pass,” you said shyly. The truth was, the sight of your best friend in her underwear, and the thought of her getting that close to you, giving you the dance of a lifetime… it was hot. Beyond hot. In the weirdest way possible. But you could see that she was uncomfortable, and no matter what new light you saw Nicole in, you didn’t want to be the target of something like that.

“What? Oh come on,” Sarah said, rolling her eyes. In the middle of the sarcastic gesture though, those same eyes lit up with deviance. She leaned over and whispered something else in Matt’s ear, making even him wince. But he still had a resolute look on his face.

“If John won’t consent to that, then you have to dance in the middle of the group. And it has to be a strip tease… and you have to stay like that for the rest of the game,” Matt finished, not able to look either of you in the eye. Instead he chose to stare furiously into the ground, like he was trying to drill a hole into the floor through which he could escape.

“We KNOW you told him that one,” Nicole said immediately, quirking an eyebrow at the two of them as she matched the glare he was giving the carpet with one directly into Sarah.

“Not against the rules,” Sarah said, sticking her tongue out.

Miranda looked ready to argue along with Nicole, but Nicole was already getting up and walking over to you. Her face was determined, but her eyes were pleading. For a moment, you thought that she was trying to get you to save her somehow. Then you realized – you’d forbidden consent, and she was walking over to you… she couldn’t actually do the dare unless you gave her permission, but she wanted to now that she knew the alternative was stripping naked in front of everyone.

“I guess I’m okay with this,” you said, with more excitement in your voice than you’d planned. You were at half-mast, torn between arousal and confusion.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she came even closer.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got this.”

Sarah’s voice came from behind you, and you felt yourself being lifted up quickly. Tom and Sarah had worked together, retrieving a chair and now lifting you off of the floor, setting you firmly in the seat before taking their own seats again in the circle surrounding the hat. Sarah threw you a smile, and a wink, like she actually expected you to thank her for assisting her in letting your best friend give you a lap dance.

“Thanks,” Nicole said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. Despite that, she moved forward, apparently quite eager to get this over with. As she spread her stance and moved over your lap, you couldn’t help but wonder if maybe you should’ve thanked her after all.

Despite your awkwardness, seeing Nicole in her underwear, straddling your lap and slowly setting her small but firm ass on your knees was incredibly sexy. You audibly swallowed as she put her hands on your shoulders, earning chuckles from Sarah and Tom, who seemed incredibly unaffected by your discomfort.

Nicole started slowly, running her hands up and down your chest. It was nice against your skin, as she felt what muscle you had, running her hands over your smooth skin. She sat forward as she did so, and slowly leaned forward, until she was bent with her face cradled against your neck. As soon as her lips were about to touch your skin she went into a grinding motion, moving up and firmly pressing her chest against yours. Even through the shirt you could feel her bra – and the wonderful globes within – sensually rubbing your skin.

She did that again, and then a few more, each time switching to the other side of your neck and almost grazing you with her lips. After a few more times of that, you were starting to feel incredibly turned on – even I it was your best friend, every time she came back up her hips moved just a little bit forward, whether on accident or on purpose you couldn’t guess.

“Oh come on, spice it up! You can’t be that much of a virgin,” Sarah said with an eyeroll.

“I’ve never even ki-“ Nicole started, objecting to the critique, then blushed and shut her mouth. Why, you weren’t sure – the lap dance she was doing was way more embarrassing to both of you than you could possibly imagine admitting anything she hadn’t done would be. Then again… maybe that was exactly why she was so embarrassed. Nicole hadn’t even kissed a boy, yet here she was, doing a lap dance on her best friend.

“Cmon, turn around! Show him your ass! Grind on him!”

Sarah’s cheers continued on for quite some time, until eventually Nicole relented, getting off of you. You were disappointed at first, your hard-on missing the warmth of her soft body, which had moved so much that her panties were nearly pressed against your dick.

Thankfully, it was quickly replaced. Nicole sat down on your lap, this time facing in the other direction, with both of her ass cheeks firmly nestling your cock. She didn’t look back, keeping her eyes forward and down as you could see even the skin on the back of her neck furiously blushing.

Everyone went silent now, even Sarah, as everyone watched her grind. Your dick was like a diamond, as you felt the curves of her ass entirely, the thin panties she was wearing doing almost nothing to conceal them, especially compared to your jeans… which were feeling more and more restrictive by the moment.

“Ah!”

You realized when Nicole gasped that you’d actually been reaching up slowly, and locked your arms around her waist. She finally looked back at you, her mouth a little open as she stared at your hands. She never stopped moving, though, and without really thinking much about it you quickly added pressure onto every stroke of her ass, until you could almost feel her skin through your jeans. You were sure it couldn’t be that comfortable, but she didn’t object, which made you all the more ecstatic.

“Time’s up,” Matt interrupted suddenly, apparently quite glad to have his dare finished and not be the cause of so much… well, you couldn’t really call it tension now. As Nicole got up you saw she was still red, but now after what had just happened and with the way she was breathing, you had to think it was at least partly due to arousal. Despite the tent you were pitching, you weren’t totally sure how you felt about that. Neither was Nicole judging by the way she glanced at you for far longer than was normal, then proceeded to return to her seat and stare awkwardly at your lap when she thought you weren’t looking.

“Hot damn,” Sarah said, getting nods and murmurs of assent from the rest of the group. It seemed like everyone had gotten quite the show they weren’t really expecting.

“You’ve got some real talent there. Practice with Sarah a few times and you could make a living like that,” Tom said, grinning like the devil.

“Ignore him,” Miranda said, rolling her eyes and pointing to the hat. “And if you’re up for more firsts, there’s plenty of names in the hat to take them with.”

Nicole glanced downward at the hat like she thought it might attack her, but nodded resolutely as she reached out. She fished around for a few seconds, maybe trying to avoid your name… or perhaps to find it.