The wisdom of Solomon

"Just share." He replies simply, cupping Nicoles chin for a kiss with one hand whilst setting a phone timer with the other. His simple response takes the rest of you by surprise and there is a moment of contemplative silence. You're the first one to speak. "I'm okay with that." You say, causing Nicole and Matt to laugh. "Me too." Miranda chimes in, trying to stand from Toms lap. "I'm not." Tom says sullenly, grabbing Miranda by the wrist and pulling her back towards him.

"Admit it Matt, when you made this dare you meant for the girls to pair off, not this grouping up bullshit."

"It's not my fault no one wants you Tom." Matt replies coolly drawing an icy glare from Tom and an impressed "ooh" from Nicole.

"But, it's not fair." Tom whined, sounding like an insolent teenager. "And taking Sarah from John was? You're a big man Tom just suck it up for two minutes and live with it." Matt replied with a tone that seemed to brook no arguments. Finally relenting Tom released his vice like grip on Mirandas wrist, allowing the brown haired girl to bounce happily towards you. She sat herself down on your leg and leant against you, her soft bare breasts lightly touching your chest. She looked into your eyes and smiled her perfect smile again, you were about to kiss her right then, dare or not, but she suddenly turned her head.

"Well Sarah? We're waiting on you." Miranda calls out to her friend in the middle of the room. Sarah looks nearly as annoyed by this turn of events as Tom was. She turns back and looks at him, as if contemplating going back to him instead but she seems to realize that, after the little speech she gave about choosing you, doing so would almost certainly reveal her secret agenda.

Eventually she gives in and walks over to you. Settling herself down on your other leg opposite Miranda she meets your crushes smile with a frown, to Mirandas slight confusion. It seems that the animosity between you and Sarah hasn't been quite noticed by everyone in the room yet. Regardless Miranda turns back to you and gives you another nervous smile. You don't have time to say anything before Matt speaks again. "Are you ready girls?" He asks, to sounds of approval from Miranda and Nicole and a dull nod from Sarah. "Then... Go!" He's barely able to finish his announcement before Nicole pounces on him, pushing her lips to his and forcing him back in his chair.

Miranda moves similarly towards you, your lips colliding together in an intense moment. For a while you can't think, you just make out with Miranda, your lips pushing back and forth, occasionally parting to allow your twin tongues to dance. Your kiss is only broken by a pull on your chin, turning your head to the side. Your eyes pop open to see Sarah leaning in to kiss you herself, her grip on your chin firm as iron. It seems this is her new plan, you think as her lips crash into yours. Getting **** by making out with you doesn't seem too bad from where you're sitting, with Sarahs chest pressed against yours and her soft lips kissing you desperately.

Enjoyable as it is you'd still rather be kissing Miranda so you reach a hand around and pinchMirandas ample ass and, while she's still gasping in surprise you quickly pull your face from her grip and turn to Miranda. She just laughs and kisses you again, delicately running one hand down the side of your face. Whenever you kiss Miranda the rest of the world seems to fade away but, once more, the world seems to **** its way back in. This time you feel Mirandas lips moving more and more to one side of your mouth, whilst at the other you feel another pair forcing their way in

Opening your eyes for another peek you see that Sarah is practically bashing heads with Miranda in an effort to supersede her lips with her own. Miranda pulls back in surprise for a second. She looks from Sarah, who is now hogging your lips, to you and then back again. She shakes her head and laughs before leaning in and pushing back against Sarah, fighting her for a position on your lips. You, meanwhile just sit there, unwilling to start a catfight instead you just allow the struggle to push back and forth, your lips first being caught by one girl and then tongue being slipped to you by another. It's like heaven.

Mirandas kisses are sweet and gentle, for her this is still just a game. Sarahs kisses are much firmer, her mouth mashing against yours rather than joining with it, she's still trying to prove a point although you don't think forcibly kissing you is the way to do it. As the two of them continue their duel for your mouth their lips creep closer together, occasionally parting from yours entirely to slip over on to the other girls. For a moment your lips are left alone and you open your eyes to see Miranda and Sarah making out with each other, their breasts pressed together. Eventually they realize and go back to kissing you but you see that Sarah looks annoyed with herself and they are both flushed with arousal.

When the timer goes off no one notices at first, the tinny ringing only serves to annoy you as you make out with first Miranda then Sarah. It's Tom who ends the dare yelling "Hey! The dares over sluts." Slowly both Sarah and Miranda pull back, but before she gets too far you grab Miranda and pull her towards you for a final peck, even as Sarah glares at you. You'd hoped that she'd forgotten about the feud as you'd made out but it seems you had no such luck, it might have even made her madder.

Sitting up in your seat you look towards Matt through the space between Sarahs and Mirandas bodies. "Good dare." You say simply, flashing him a thumbs up of your own. Matt, under Nicole and with her lipstick on his face and neck, looks dazed from the passionate kissing Nicole pushed upon him and he only responds with a nod. It's Tom who hurries the game along, eager to get back into it after his 2 minute time out. "Come on. Get back here you two." He says to the girls occupying your lap, slapping his thighs indicating where he wants them. Sarah rises first and grabs Miranda by the wrist pulling her along in her wake. As Miranda is dragged back to her seat she turns and waves at you over her shoulder, even giving you a wink that fills you with hope for another kiss soon.

As Miranda is pushed back into Toms lap a thought strikes you and you scold yourself. There was no dare holding Miranda in Toms lap specifically. If you'd just reached out and grabbed her she could have been yours. All the drink and everything going on must have affected your thinking. You make a mental note though, to not let another opportunity like that slip through your fingers.

While the two girls settle down in his lap Tom talks to Matt again, clearly eager to move the game forward. "Hey Lover boy, you have to pick a girl now to draw next." He says impatiently, pawing at Sarah and Miranda, the brown haired girl rebuffing him weakly. "Oh yeah, right." Matt replies, sitting up and pushing Nicole from laying on top of him to just sitting in his lap once more. "I choose..."