Nicole

Nicole stands up and positions herself with her legs apart, directly over you. "I liked what you did with Miranda," she says, a teasing smile playing on her lips.

From your vantage point, you can see under her dress, catching a glimpse of a delicate, barely-there thong. The sight sends a jolt through you, adding to the intensity of the moment. Your hand, almost acting on its own, begins to move slowly up her thigh, the smooth skin under your fingers igniting your senses.

As your hand continues its upward journey, you finally reach her silk slip. The fabric is soft and thin, a mere whisper against your touch. You let your thumb linger on her most sensitive spot, feeling the heat radiating from her body. The slight pressure on her clit draws a sharp intake of breath from Nicole, her body shivering slightly in response.

The room seems to shrink around you, the only reality being the electrifying connection between your hand and her body. Nicole's breath quickens, her stance becoming slightly unsteady as she responds to your touch. You can feel the weight of everyone's gaze, but it's as if the rest of the room has faded away, leaving just the two of you in this charged moment.

"You're full of surprises," she whispers, her voice barely audible but filled with a sultry edge.

Your thumb moves in small, deliberate circles, eliciting a soft moan from Nicole. The game, the rules, and the tension all seem to dissolve in that instant, replaced by a raw, undeniable connection. You know this moment won't last forever, but right now, nothing else Matters.

You can feel your own arousal intensify, the combination of Nicole's reaction and the forbidden nature of the game pushing you to the edge. Nicole's hips begin to move slightly, instinctively seeking more of your touch. You begin to pull the slip down, inch by agonizing inch. The sensation of the fabric sliding against her skin sends a shiver through both of you. As you lower the thong past her hips, her labia part slightly, revealing the delicate, intimate flesh beneath.

You pause for a moment, your hand trembling with the weight of what you’re doing. The room feels like it's holding its breath, every pair of eyes fixed on you and Nicole. In this charged moment, you can't help but wonder about her thoughts, her past, and her boundaries. The question of whether she might lose her virginity tonight flits through your mind, adding a complex layer of intensity to the already electric atmosphere.

You continue to pull down the thong, finally removing it completely. The intimacy of the act, the sheer rawness of it, is almost overwhelming. You can feel the heat radiating from her body, the delicate scent of her arousal mingling with the charged air in the room.

"Nicole, are you okay?" Sarah's voice breaks through the silence, her concern evident even in the midst of the game.

Nicole nods slowly, her eyes never leaving yours. "Yeah, I'm okay," she replies, her voice soft but steady. You raise your hips, offering Nicole easier access to your final piece of clothing. Her eyes lock with yours for a moment, a silent agreement passing between you. She hooks her fingers under the waistband of your underwear and, with deliberate slowness, begins to pull them down. The cool air hits your exposed skin, and you can feel the tension in the room amplify as she removes the last barrier between you and total nakedness.

Matt moves with purpose towards Sarah and Miranda, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. With practiced ease, he reaches behind them, his fingers expertly finding the clasps of their bras. A quick flick of his wrists, and the clasps come undone, the tension in the fabric releasing. The bras slip away from their bodies, falling to the floor and revealing their bare chests.

You feel a sudden, intense rush of blood as you take in the sight of Sarah and Miranda standing there, their breasts exposed. The room's temperature seems to rise, and your pulse quickens. Your eyes are drawn to their nipples, hardening in the cool air, a sight that sends a jolt of desire straight to your core.

Your penis reacts immediately, swelling with fürther arousal. The sensation is both thrilling and torturous, each pulse of blood intensifying the ache of wanting.

Your mind races, caught between the intense visual stimulation and the physical reaction it provokes. The room, the game, and the people around you blur into the background. All that exists in this moment is the sight of Miranda, her confident smile, and the magnetic pull of her bare chests.

Miranda's lips curve into a playful smile, her eyes twinkling with a mix of excitement and defiance. Sarah mirrors her expression, her cheeks flushed with both the thrill of the moment and the shared sense of daring.

They both turn their attention to Matt, who stands there, feigning nonchalance. With playful grins, Sarah and Miranda approach him, their hands moving in sync. They treat him like a performer, a paid stripper meant to entertain. Their fingers trace his muscles, teasingly grazing over his skin. Miranda's tits touch Matt's chest for a brief moment. You realize that wasn't an accident. Is that her response to you going a little further with Nicole than you should have?

Sarah hooks her fingers into the waistband of Matt’s slip, slowly pulling it down while Miranda runs her hands over his chest and abs. They make a show of it, their movements exaggerated and theatrical. Matt's underwear slips down his legs, revealing his full erection. The girls' performance elicits a mix of laughter and gasps from the group, adding a layer of levity to the tension.

Tom, always the instigator, watches with a satisfied smirk, clearly enjoying the spectacle. "Looks like everyone's getting into the spirit of things," he says, his tone dripping with amusement.