The Afterparty: Around the Pool, Part 8 (Game of Dares, MF, Anal, Best Friends, Group Sex)

*Part 1 can be found [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wi6n7m/the_afterparty_around_the_pool_part_1_oc_game_of/)*

*Six friends hanging around after a college party end up in a game of Dares, and things quickly escalate. This story was originally written in smaller chapters, with chapters 21-23 presented here. Expect an escalating tease, eventually devolving into debauched chaos*

**Chapter 21**

“Oh, fuck yes,” Nicole said, exhaling in relief and holding up the slip of paper. “I got Tom.”

“Let me guess, you’re going to send me to go sit in the car or something,” Tom sneered.

“Actually,” Nicole said, tapping her lips as she looked around. “Tom, would you like to make a deal?”

He looked at Nicole suspiciously, and you shook your head silently from sitting back on the swing bench with Miranda. Nicole was a cutthroat board game player – Monopoly, Settlers of Catan, whatever game it was, she knew the rules in and out and would play around them to her advantage. Whatever was coming could change the game.

“Here’s my proposition, Tom,” Nicole said. You even noticed that she stuck out her chest a little bit more, letting him look at her small boobs as an enticement and distraction. “If I give you a dare that you will really, really like, then you have to promise that any dare that includes you touching me, or me touching you, you forfeit on.”

“How much am I going to like this dare?” Tom asked, clearly thinking it over.

Nicole approached him and went up on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear, slapping his hand away as he tried to grab her butt. As he listened, his eyes went wide and darted over to Sarah.

*Oh, shit. Two birds, one stone.* Nicole was handling her Tom problem and planning her revenge at the same time.

“Done,” Tom said, holding out his hand, and Nicole shook it.

You, unfortunately, didn’t fail to notice that Tom had gotten hard again.

“Alright,” Nicole nodded. “Then you’re all witnesses to this deal, and hold him to it, right?”

Those of us paying attention – Miranda, Tiff and I, all nodded – while Sarah and Matt were lost in their own little world of not-quite-sex, not-quite-dry-humping.

“OK. Tom, since you did all the work to prep it, I dare you to fuck Sarah’s ass.”

Tiff cackled, while Miranda and I both went wide-eyed and looked at each other in surprise, before turning to Sarah.

“Yes. Yes, I think I will,” Tom says, rubbing his hands together before spitting in his hand and smearing it on his cock.

“Whoa, whoa,” Sarah said, her grinding on Matt having come to an abrupt halt. “Look, I’ve experimented as much as the next girl, but I wouldn’t say that the tonguing I got was really ‘prep’ for a buttfuck.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Sarah,” Nicole said. “What was it you said? ‘Oh, don’t be such a little cockteasing bitch? Either get his cock in your ass or use your forfeit and take a punishment.’”

“She isn’t wrong, Sis,” Tiff chortled. “Come on, slut. You and I both know you can take it, so walk the walk, don’t just talk the talk.”

Your focus had slid from Nicole, Tiff and Sarah to someone else. Matt, who had pretty much been in his preferred dreamland, was still currently under Sarah and was glaring past her at Nicole. Not only was she disrupting his fun, but she was also pointing Tom right at his dream girl.

*Shit,* you thought. This wasn’t good. Matt and Nicole were friends mostly because you were friends with both of them, and you knew if worse came to worst you would pick Nicole every time. But you really didn’t want it to get there.

“Fine,” Sarah said, almost in a mirror of Nicole earlier after her own prodding. “It’s just a dick in my ass, right? It won’t be the first time, and probably won’t be the last. Tom, just… try and take it a little slow at first, yeah?”

“No problem, babe,” Tom said. His smirk was big, and his angry cock was projecting ahead of him as he sauntered over and literally picked Sarah up out of Matt’s lap. He stepped back two steps and set her down, putting a hand on her shoulder and getting her to bend at the waist. Then, without much more preamble than peeling one of her cheeks open and spitting into the crack, he lined up and started to push in.

“Ooooh, fuckfuck,” Sarah groaned, opening her legs a little more and tilting her hip. She squeezed her eyes closed, breathing deeply as Tom entered her ass. Her tits were hanging down, pressed between her arms as she braced her hands on her knees.

“There you go,” Tiff smirked. “That’s it, Sis. You got this.”

To be honest, considering you’d never done anal with anyone before, you were surprised at how easy it actually happened.

Sarah breathed out and opened her eyes. The way Tom had positioned her, she was looking right at Matt. Looking him right in the eye as he frowned. In any other situation, you would have said he looked like a 4-year-old boy who’d had his toy taken away. In this situation? You didn’t know what to say about that look.

“Alright, I’m in,” Tom said, raising his hands and resting them behind his head as he slowly thrust in and out of Sarah’s ass.

“Tom, fuck,” Sarah muttered, closing her eyes for a moment as she tried to control her own body.

“Someone bring me the bowl, it’s my turn again,” Tom said.

Tiff picked up the bowl and brought it over, setting it on her sister’s back like a makeshift table. She winked at Tom and gave Sarah a little smack on the butt. “How you doin’, girl?”

“Full,” Sarah groaned.

Tom pulled his next name and laughed.

**Chapter 22**

“I got myself, what now?” Tom asked.

“Put it back and pick again,” Miranda said. You noticed she was watching Sarah with some curiosity. Was it out of concern for her friend, or… maybe interest?

“Whatever,” he said, and crumpled the paper and put it back in the bowl before pulling another. “John,” he said, then looked over at you as he kept slow-thrusting into Sarah’s ass. Then he looked around the group.

“You know what?” he said. “Even though you tried to screw me over, John, Nicole did me a solid so I feel like I should pay her back for the fun time I’m having with one of her own. John, I dare you to bend Nicole over and fuck her.”

You froze. You froze because you wanted it, and you knew you wanted it.

“Oooh, hot,” Miranda murmured, which was surprising enough to at least get your neck moving as you looked at her. “What?” she asked. “You and Nicole are hot together.”

Then you looked over at Nicole, who had the same Deer in the Headlights look that you assume you did. The picture she’d taken and sent you flashed through your mind, and you had to blink it away. You were also very aware that you were already hard again after having just recently fed your cum right down her throat.

“I can forfeit,” you offered to her. “It’s- I know it’s-”

“No,” she said, and looked almost surprised at herself. “No, it’s- It’s alright. We already did the… skullfucking. John, I’ll have sex with you. I’ll- I want to have sex with you.”

“Really?” you asked, and she nodded.

“Don’t keep a girl waiting,” Miranda whispered and nudged you to move.

You stood up from the swing bench and held out your hand to Nicole, and she let you help her stand up. There was a part of you that wanted to ask if she was sure, if she wanted to think this through. But there was a much bigger, hungrier part of you that wanted this badly.

The both of you moved slightly away from the seats and took a spot where you weren’t staring right at Tom’s ass. You looked down at Nicole, and she met your eyes with hers – her makeup still smeared from the facefucking, looking ready. Maybe even eager?

You knelt behind her and reached around her small waist, undoing the button on her jeans and unzipping them, then slowly pulled them down over her butt as you watched from just inches away. Nicole was a petite girl and you could just see the lines of her ribs on her sides, and the arc of her back made a beautiful line as it fell down past her waistline and had two small dimples right above her ass cheeks. As you pulled the jeans down, her panties came with them, and you were faced with her cute, pert ass. It was small, nowhere near like Sarahs or Tiffs, or even Mirandas. You could easily palm each cheek, but it also wasn’t so small that it was bony or flat.

Leaning forward, you kissed her left cheek, then bit her right one softly.

“John!” she gasped, and laughed, twisting to look behind herself at you.

“Have I ever told you that you’ve got a nice butt?” I asked.

“No,” she said. “But any other time I probably would have punched you for saying that.”

“Well, maybe don’t do that right now,” I smirked.

Nicole bent forward, taking up a similar position to Sarah with her hands on her knees and her legs straight, only bending at the waist. Her jeans and panties were still wrapped around her knees, but as she bent forward her slim thighs revealed the delectable puff of her pussy. She was lippy and gorgeous and wet. Very wet.

You decided to leave her clothes on like in the picture, keeping her legs slightly trapped, and you leaned forward and took a solid lick through her folds, from clit to ass. Nicole jerked in surprise, then pushed back and rubbed her ass on your face for a minute. “That wasn’t part of the dare, perv,” she said.

“Sorry, couldn’t help it,” you said.

“John, fuck me,” she replied, bending a little more forward and reaching back to peel one cheek open, flashing you her butthole as well. Exactly like the picture. She knew what she was doing.

You stood up and quickly realized that you were just too much taller than her like this, so you endeded up helping her down to her hands and knees and you got behind her on your knees.

“Nicole?” you said, getting her attention as she looked back over her shoulder at you. “Thanks,” you said.

“You better be worth it,” she said.

“Worth what?”

“Twenty-odd years of putting up with your crap,” she smirked.

You pushed your cock into her, slow and firm, feeling her cunt resist and give as she stretched around you.

“Fuuuuck yes,” Nicole groaned, leaning her head down between her shoulders.

“God, you feel good,” you groaned. “So fucking good. Best I’ve ever… wow.”

You got about two-thirds of the way in before you had to stop, letting her adjust, then pulled out and pushed back in. As you stopped again Nicole pushed back more, backing her ass up to you all the way, making sure you were buried in her.

“Yesss,” she hissed. “Fucking fat cock.”

“Rude,” you said.

She laughed, and you could feel it roll through her.

You palmed her ass cheeks hard and stroked her. You both let out grunts as you went ball deep again.

“Nicole, you’re so fucking tight,” you groaned.

“I know,” she said. “Fuck, I know. And you’re stretching me out so… ungh, yes.”

Then you fucked her, for maybe thirty seconds just sliding in and out, watching your cock plough through her meaty lips as they stretched around you. Clung to you on each out stroke, squelched on each in.

Miranda came over, standing next to you in her own naked glory, watching with wide eyes as you fucked your best friend in the world. “Here,” she said, holding out the bowl to you. “Don’t stop. God, she looks hot on your cock.”

“Thanks?” Nicole said, her shoulders jiggling as she laughed at the weirdness of the moment.

You released your handhold on Nicole’s ass and reached into the bowl for a new name as you fucked Nicole with slow, firm thrusts.

**Chapter 23**

“Um, Sarah,” you said, trying to focus on anything other than Nicole’s cunt wrapped around your cock.

“Yeah?” Sarah groaned, equally breathless as Tom continued to fuck her ass. He’d sped up a bit, and you could only assume that Sarah was starting to take it more easily.

You had to get her away from Tom and back with Matt. If you had any chance of getting Matt to not take his frustration out on Nicole, you had to keep him occupied.

“Sarah, I dare you to stop fucking Tom and climb back onto Matt and fuck him instead.”

“‘Kay,” Sarah sighed and pulled off of Tom.

“Dude, what the fuck is your problem with me?” Tom said, throwing his hands up in the air and turning on you angrily. “You are balls deep in that tight pussy because of me. What the fuck?”

Meanwhile, Sarah had climbed back onto Matt in that cowgirl position, facing him, and she grabbed his face with one hand and kissed him. The other hand reached back behind her, took his large cock, and moved it into the proper position as she sat her ass down on him, taking him most of the way into her asshole.

*That’s definitely not what I meant,* you thought.

“Dude, I- You aren’t wrong,” you said, turning your attention to Tom. “But I did that dare for Matt, not against you. I’m sorry.”

Tom sighed, pursing his lips and shaking his head as he looked over at Sarah as she clung to Matt and rode him. “Whatever,” he said.

Meanwhile, you didn’t have a great position to see, but you could tell that Matt was conflicted. He was still frustrated, and angry, but also he had his cock in Sarah’s ass now and was starting to thrust back up into her and she slowly rode him. Hopefully, Sarah could bring him around.

You hadn’t noticed it at first, but you realized that you’d started fucking Nicole harder. The two of you were bouncing harder together, and Nicole’s moaning made you realize you’d released her ass and were now holding her by her thin waist. You leaned forward a little more, changing the angle of your cock as you reached under her and palmed her small tits. This was the first time you’d felt them, and despite their small size you were immediately fascinated with how you could pinch them and tug on her nipples.

“Fuck, John, fuck!” she moaned. “Yes, fuck me with that fat cock. Fuck my slutty cunt, my sloppy cunt. I’m so fucking wet for you.” She was babbling her filthy rhetoric quietly, you weren’t even sure if Tom, Matt or Sarah could hear, but Miranda certainly could. As could Tiff.

As Miranda left you with a rub of your shoulder, taking the bowl of names over to Sarah, Tiff waved a little and got your attention. Tiff was rubbing her own pussy, Tom’s cum still visible on her thighs, as she leaned back in the chair he’d been sitting in before. With her other hand she motioned, grabbing in front of her, and it took you a few more times of her doing that to realize she was telling you to grab Nicole’s hair.

You shrugged and did, wrapping your fingers in her light, silvery hair and pulling back, forcing her to raise her head from where it had been hanging this whole time.

“Fuck you!” she moaned, and you would have thought she was angry but she started slamming her ass back harder at you. “Yes, fuck me. Pound me. Yes, John, fuck!”

Then Nicole came, not stopping her motions but tensing, her pussy constricting around you as she moaned, open-mouthed and wordless, like a wanton whore without a care in the world.

“Nicole!” you said, suddenly panicking as she pushed back onto you, enveloping your cock in her writhing cunt, at the same time as you felt your balls suddenly boil and get ready to blow.

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*There are THREE more chapters of the Afterparty: Pool Games currently written, which I’ll release over the next couple of days. Or, you can check out ALL of the chapters over on my [Patreon](www.patreon.com/breakthebar)*

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