Underwear

Since Tom wanted him to take her bra, that was clearly the worse option. John quickly put his hands out, feeling her jean-clad thighs, tracing them up, and steering clear of her vaginal region, he quickly unbuttoned the jeans. He then murmured a quick apology to Nicole as he pulled them down, trying not to touch her skin too much. He didn’t want to make things weird. But as he came to her knees, he had to kneel down to get a better vantage on pulling off her pants. With his nose so close to her soaked panties and engorged pussy, he couldn’t help but smell her arousal. As John finished taking Nicole’s pants off, he felt Sarah’s hand on his head again, this time it pushed him face first into his best friend’s sopping wet, panty covered, pussy.

He immediately noticed how wet Nicole was. Well, John thought as temptation started to rear it’s ugly head, it’s not like she’s not enjoying herself, she’s clearly turned on and not complaining. John had wanted to know what a pussy really tasted like his whole life. Some said fish, others honey, many said it was disgusting, but some said amazing. It would always get him so hard to imagine making a girl cum, just using his tongue. In his mind it had to be the ultimate show of sexual prowess, it wasn't made for the job like a cock or as easily controlled as fingers.

She wouldn’t know it he just took a quick lick, right? He could just run his tongue under the rim of her panties, right? John gave in to the devil on his shoulder with the rational that he could play it off as her imagination, however, his luck must be bad, as right as he acted, Sarah tightened her grip on his head and **** his tongue all the way into Nicole’s virgin slit.

When Nicole pulled John’s head into her pussy, she knew it would be a risk. He knew who it was this time and he might react poorly. Pulling his head in, she noticed John was off center and she slid his face to center on her, with his nose on her clit. She realized that as she pulled him in, his nose had dragged her panties and there was something inside of her. Was that his tongue!?!

John froze as his tongue was thrust into the greatest taste that he had ever experienced. There was no way that he could try to play this off, right? He had to at least try. He reluctantly pulled his tongue out of his best friend’s honeypot, finally understanding why someone would use that term.

Nicole’s grip on John’s head had gone slack from the shock of his tongue being inside of her. John used that opportunity to pull back and stand up. Using this as his opportunity to start his cover story, John indignantly complained, “really Sarah, did you have to?” Not waiting for a response, he moved to sit down on his chair again.

Not one to miss an opportunity, Tom had moved his chair back a foot or two. Predictably, John landed on the floor in a heap. Everyone broke out laughing and Nicole slyly pulled her panties back into place over her slit, but not before Tom got a good eyeful.

As everyone calmed down, Miranda decided to move the game forward, “It’s John’s turn to pick,” she said, brining the hat to John. “If you just pick a name I’ll read it for you.”

With little ceremony, John reached in and picked a name from the hat and showed it to Miranda. She folded it and put it back in before announcing it to the group.