Unintentionally.

"Where the hell are you going?" Asks Tom while Miranda quickly walks towards the stairs.

"Well, you never said i had to take them off here, so i'm going upstairs." Replies Miranda unexpressive.

"Oh, no no no! You are supposed to put on a show. Neither John or Sarah did go upstairs to undress". Replies Tom.

For once you almost agree to him. You were hoping to see Miranda without panties.

"You're not gonna seem my pussy, period. You said only that i had to take them off and make everyone sniff them. By the way : Eww! You should be more careful when you speak your dares." She replies, sounding a bit disgusted.

How much of a pervert is that asshole? Nevermind.

"Have it your way. But you can't go upstairs. If you manage to take them off without showing anything, then good for you" Says Tom rudely.

"Fine!" Hisses Miranda, placing her hands on her hips.

She quickly hooks the hem of her leggings and turn her back to the group.
As your crush strats to pull her skin-tight pants down, her panties starts to peek out.
She wears the tiniest skin-tone g-string you ever seen.

Miranda snorts and puffs, as the perfect pair of fleshy, white ovals pop out for the tight, elastic fabric.
Wow!
Ballet dancer till the age of twelve. Then boobs happened and she moved to modern dance.
And apparently pole dancer lately.
Her ass is simply amazing: firm, but jiggly to the right point; plump, but perfectly proportioned to her slender figure.

She bends to push the pants down to her ankles, showing more of her goods.
As she folds her pants, palcing them on the armchair, you gulp hard.
You can see her front too!

Holy mirrors Batman!

You can see clearly her image in the mirror wall at the opposite side of the room, as she hesitantly starts to pull down her panties.
Your eyes starts to cross as you try to look both at her ass and her distant reflection.
She brings her panties to her knees with her right hand, istinctively covering herself with her left, and then slips them from under her feet, one at a time.

"So we can see you ass naked but not your pussy?" Mocks her Tom.
"Come, on just give up already. Anyway i'll get you naked on the next dare i'll give you." He continues.

"Shut up." Replies Miranda while reaching again for her pants.

As she grabs them with both hand, she exposes her pussy.
A well trimmed bush of brown hair.
You chuckle, as you realize Tom was wrong.
Turning for a moment to him, you notice an overly satisfied expression on his face.

You follow his gaze and notice with horror that he's looking in the mirror too.
Fuck!

Miranda in the meantime, has put her pants back on.
She turns to face the group holding the skin-tone piece of floss she was wearing.

"Satisfied?" She asks exasperated.

"Not even close. Now you have to press them on the face of every single person here." Replies Tom.

Miranda snorts and aproaches to Nicole, who starts to stutter.

"I'll pass, thank y..."

Miranda doesn't let her finish muffling your friend words with her underware.
Nicole widens her blue eyes, surprised.
She holds them pressed for good ten seconds and then without a word moves to Matt, repeating the process.
Sarah is next, and then you. You try to meet her eyes, looking for a smile but she seems still pretty pissed as she slams her panties on your face.

The scent coming for them is intense. Mixed with a little sweat and some body lotion, you cleary catch the moist trace of her pussy juices, aggravating your everlasting erection.
Tom's right on one thing.
She has gotten a bit wet.
But you can't blame her, as everyone seems pretty excited at this point.
And surely you don't belive in that asshole being the cause.

Lastly comes Tom, who sticks out closing his eyes with a smile, as she approaches.

"Hmmm, worderful. Like your smell, babe. I knew i was right."

He exclamis after a couple of deep sniffs.
Miranda looks at him with revulsion removing her panties from his face.
She steps away and walks again to her seat.

"So... you're gonna put them on again, now? Good,good. I have to warn you though..." Smirks Tom.
"We saw everything in that mirror over there" He grins pointing the wall.

Miranda windens her eyes, and looks at the mirror behind her as it's the first time.

She turns, completly flushed.

"Shit!" She mutters.