*Part 1 can be found [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/x9bppn/the_afterparty_bully_edition_oc_part_1_game_of/)*
*Six high school seniors hang out after a party and play a game of dares – but one player is the Top Dog, knows it, and revels in it. Afterparty: Bully Edition was originally written in smaller chapters, of which 11-20 are presented here.*
**Chapter 11**
Ace. Of Spades.
Fuck.
For a second you thought things could go very poorly, but then it was like the heavens opened up and said, ‘Nay, Tom. Tonight will go perfectly for you.’
Sarah pulled a Queen of diamonds. She had the control.
And Nicole flipped an Ace of hearts.
“Oh, shit,” Nicole sighed.
“Oooh, hoohoo,” Sarah chuckled, making schemey steepled fingers. “So many options, so many options.”
“Alright there, wicked witch of the west,” Miranda said, snorting at her friend’s antics. “Maybe control yourself just a little bit, yeah?”
“Fine, take the fun out of it,” Sarah rolled her eyes. “Alright. So we’ve got Tom and Nicole. Hmmm, Tom and Nicole… I know! Nicole, for the rest of the game except during dares, you need to sit on Tom’s lap.”
“Well that’s not the worst,” Nicole said, slowly standing up. She hesitated when she turned to me, looking down at the Hog again and sighed. She stepped in, turned and sat down on my right leg, close enough that she was resting her back against my shoulder if she leaned backwards a touch.
What I was fairly certain she hadn’t been planning was stepping back far enough that when she went to sit down, I was able to shift my leg and end up with her sitting her bare ass on me instead of her skirt. I immediately wrapped my arm around her waist, holding her in place as she went still, feeling my skin on hers.
“Not that bad at all,” I said with a grin.
**Chapter 12**
Sarah dealt, and when I leaned forward to flip my card over I felt my cock graze against Nicole’s bare leg. She pulled away quickly, glancing at you, but I made sure not to look like anything had happened. I flipped over a King, and Nicole flipped over a six.
John ended up being our low card with a two, and unfortunately Matt joined me with a king of his own. Or was it unfortunate?
“Alright, I gotta go to the hall,” I said, patting Nicole on the side of her ass. She stood up and didn’t say anything about my touching her – if I’d tried to do that before, she would have bitten my fucking head off. *Progress.*
Matt followed me out to the hall, and I turned to him. “Dude,” he said. “Could you point that thing somewhere else?”
“I’m not even fucking hard,” I said. “Get over yourself. Look, the way I figure it, John has got a case of the down-bad’s for Miranda, right?”
Matt looked flustered. “What? I wouldn’t know-”
“Put a cork in it,” I said. “You two are best pals. If I can see it written on his face, you definitely know about it.”
Matt hesitated another moment, but nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, alright. He’s been crushing on her for a while now.”
“Well let’s help that dude out,” I said. *Cause that’s definitely my plan,* I then thought sarcastically. “The way I see it, we can’t just dare him to do something to Miranda, that would be too obvious, right?”
“Sure,” Matt nodded. “I guess that makes sense.”
“Right, so the way I figure it, we need the dare to include all the girls.”
“Well, it can’t be too much,” Matt said, clearly not liking the idea of John getting with Sarah in some way.
“I’m thinking we just have each girl get a grope of his dick through his boxers. That way he gets to show off, and they get a tease, but it’s not even skin on skin,” I said.
Matt thought about it for a moment, then nodded.
We walked back into the living room and took our spots. As I sat back down, Nicole went to resume her place on my lap and I used two fingers to tug on her skirt, pulling it back – not enough to lift it and get a peek, but enough so that she knew I was getting her to sit on my lap bare-assed again. She glanced at me as she sat down, but didn’t say anything. I gave her a little, genuine smile, and then turned and nodded to Matt to make our dare.
“Um, John, Tom and I dare you to let each of the girls feel your dick through your boxers,” he said.
Sarah giggled, while Nicole and Miranda looked surprised.
“What? Dude, what the fuck?” John said.
“Oh, get over yourself,” I said. “Three chicks are gonna feel your package.”
“Fine,” John said, standing up. He turned to Miranda first, since she was sitting beside him.
“Well, hello there,” Miranda said. She looked up and met John’s eyes and flashed him a warm smile as she tentatively reached out and put her hand on the tent in his boxers.
While Miranda was getting her feel, I turned my attention to Nicole in my lap. While she was watching Miranda and trying to hide her jealousy, I ran my hand up under her t-shirt in the back and wrapped my hand around her bare waist. She stiffened under my fingers and turned from the grope-show, looking at me. “Stop it,” she whispered.
“Stop what?” I asked equally quietly.
She scoffed, but didn’t say anything, and turned back to the others. I just left my hand there, feeling the warmth and smoothness of her skin. She was an all-natural kind of girl, and a nerd, so she wasn’t tight and toned like a cheerleader or something, and feeling her softness was a fun little tease.
Miranda, in the meanwhile, had gotten her fill of groping John through his boxers. As he turned to let Sarah have her go, he showed in profile the rather sad looking tent in his boxers. Well, sad in terms of me. Maybe he was average?
Sarah went to work, grabbing and measuring his dick with her hands and making a crooning deal of flirting with John as she did it. This, of course, had Matt on the edge of his seat and annoyed that the girl he wanted was making a big deal out of John’s cock and the guy wasn’t just ending it.
Sarah sent John off with an exaggerated wink after whispering something sexual to him, and John approached Nicole.
“Do you really want to do this?” John asked Nicole.
“Y- Yeah, it’s part of the game,” Nicole said.
I smirked. Sure, Nicole. *Cause you haven’t dreamed about this moment.*
She reached out and started feeling up John’s covered dick. At the same time, I shifted my hand under her shirt and ran my finger nails up her back, making her shiver on my lap. I did it again and she shifted her leg, trying to get a different seating on me, but this pulled back her leg and ended up bumping up against my cock, which was starting to get chubby. She almost pulled away again, but then I felt her press that leg back, firmer and with purpose.
*That’s right. You can tell how much bigger I am just like that. Now you’ll be comparing me and him, and I’ll win every damn time.*
“Alright, alright,” John said, pulling away from Nicole.
“Awe, I was just starting to have fun,” she joked.
“Really?” John asked, looking confused.
“I’m just teasing you,” Nicole said, trying to cover what she’d started thinking.
“Right, right,” John nodded, turning to sit back down in his seat next to Miranda.
**Chapter 13**
“Oh, fun,” Sarah said as she flipped over a Queen, looking around the circle and seeing that Matt was the lowest card with a six.
Matt, for his part, looked pretty hopeful. His crush, who had been flirting with him off and on all night, had the chance to get physical with him.
Sarah being Sarah had a different thought. “Matty, I think I’m going to dare you to make a choice. You either need to take one item of clothing off of Nicole or Miranda using only your teeth, or you strip naked.”
Matt raised a hand and opened his mouth to say something, then realized he was lost for words.
“Nice one,” I said to Sarah.
“I thought so,” she laughed.
Matt looked to Nicole. “Don’t you even think about it, Matt,” she growled, still playing the ice queen despite the fact that my hand was under her shirt and trailing my fingers across her skin, and her leg was pressed back feeling my cock getting firm.
He turned to Miranda. “I think a gentleman would take one for the team, wouldn’t he?” she asked.
“Yeah, but I don’t really want to be the next one naked,” Matt said after a moment. “Sorry, Miranda.” He said it to her, but looked guiltily at John, who was shocked that his friend would choose to strip his crush.
Matt stood up and approached Miranda, who crossed her arms over her chest and looked at him as if to say, ‘Now what?’
Mat sighed and got down on his knees, then slowly leaned closer until he reached the hem of her shirt, then stopped. “Hold on,” he said, and turned to Sarah. “Can I at least have her stand up? It’ll make things a lot easier.”
“That’s fine,” Sarah nodded.
Miranda rolled her eyes but stood up. Matt leaned forward again, and even you were surprised when the kid showed a little cajones and instead of biting the hem of Miranda’s shirt, he went lower and got the waistband of her panties. He quickly tugged down, the elasticized fabric stretching for a moment before he adjusted and pulled them down to her knees in one shot.
“Matt!” Miranda said, immediately trying to cover up the tight little brown bush she was sporting, her pubic hair and warm, rich brunette like her hair and trailing down along her pussy lips. Usually you preferred your girls waxed clean, but the look was hot on Miranda.
“Erm srreh,” he muttered, getting down on his hands and knees to pull the panties the rest of the way down her legs.
Miranda sat down in a hurry, stepping out of her panties, and Matt stood up with them in his teeth. He let them go and caught them, holding them up to Sarah. “Good?” he asked.
“Definitely,” Sarah cackled.
Miranda had her lands buried in her lap, covering herself. “I can’t believe you did that, Matt,” she scowled.
“Yeah, dude. What the fuck?” John chipped in. “Not cool.”
Matt raised his hand, shrugging hard. “Whatever, isn’t this the point of the game? Sarah made me do a dare, I did it.”
“It’s true,” Sarah said. “And he *definitely* did it.”
“Whatever,” Miranda sighed. Her legs were pressed closed around her hands and now I couldn’t see shit. What I had seen had definitely interested me though. “Let’s just play the next round so I’m not the center of attention.”
**Chapter 14**
“Well now I can get some revenge,” Miranda chuckled, looking over the cards and seeing that her measly Eight was the highest card and beating out Sarah’s three.
“Do your worst, babe,” Sarah said, leaning in and smiling smarmily.
“Fine, um,” Miranda looked around the circle. “I dare you to let John motorboat your tits.”
“Oh, gladly,” Sarah laughed, standing up and immediately moving over to John. “I guess you could call this Tit for Tat, yeah? Cause I got a feel, now you get a feel.”
“Wait, what?” John asked dumbly.
Sarah pulled up her shirt, fully revealing her tits for the first time to the room. She really did have some amazing tits – they were full and big enough that they kind of hung wide, her perky pink nipples capping their bouncy weight. She really was a girl built for fucking, including her tits. And Sarah put them to work, pulling John’s face to her chest and smothering him in boobs and then shaking them back and forth.
Miranda laughed, watching the show as Sarah pulled back to show John’s stunned expression, before pulling him in again. Meanwhile, Nicole was glaring at Sarah’s back and Matt was glaring at Miranda, both of their crushes currently doing something with someone other than them.
*Perfect.* This was exactly what I wanted, and Miranda hadn’t even realized she was helping me set it up. The more I could get Matt and John working against each other, the better this was going to turn out for me.
Sarah pulled away from John again, slowly pulling her crop top back down and shimmying a little, letting her tits wobble. “So how was that, Johnny boy?”
“Can we go on that ride again?” John asked.
Miranda, Sarah and I all laughed. Matt and Nicole, not so much.
Sarah went back to her seat and started shuffling cards.
**Chapter 15**
“Fuck, Ace again,” I said, turning over the Ace of Diamonds. That definitely made me the low card.
Matt, with perfect timing, was the high card with a ten. He was annoyed at Miranda and John, and I’d just made him feel like I was his ally by helping him out with his buddy. Matt looked over at me, then looked at Sarah, then at Miranda, considering his options.
“Tom, I dare you to eat out Miranda,” Matt said.
The room was quiet for a long moment.
“Gladly,” I said into that tense moment. I lifted Nicole from my lap, patting her on the ass again as I stepped away from her. I stepped over between John and the coffee table, the Hog nice a chubbed but not yet hard, letting him get a good look at what a real cock was like, then I was standing in front of Miranda. She was looking up at my face, then looked down blatantly at my cock, then back up to my face. “Hey,” I said to her.
“I don’t know…” she said.
“Miranda, babe,” I said. “Do you want me to make you feel fucking good, or do you want to go home and wonder at what you missed out on?”
“You don’t need to do this, Miranda,” John said from beside her. “We can end the game right now.”
“Oh, you’re welcome to leave, John,” I said. “But I’ve got a dare to do and Miranda is going to help me do it. Am I right, M?”
Miranda bit her lip, giving me that thinking face again, then slowly shifted her ass more forward on the couch. “Yeah, it’s fine,” she said, then turned to John. “It’s just some oral between friends, right? It’s not sex.”
I smirked and knelt in front of her, and she let me spread her legs with my hands on her knees. Her mound was furry, but trimmed back like she shaved it and just hadn’t done it recently. The hair travelled down the sides of her pussy lips, sparse but noticable, giving her whole deal a sort of nasty grunge vibe compared to what I was used to seeing on girls. It was hot, and made me wonder if I should get Sarah, or for that matter Suze, to grow theirs out just for a change of pace.
“Come here,” I said, leaning between her knees and wrapping one of my hands into her hair, pulling her to me for a kiss. She resisted for a moment before she realized what I was doing, then she kissed me back. It started with no tongue, but I prodded and she accepted. Her hair was silky between my fingers as I held her to me, and she smelled faintly like vanilla. Miranda was hot, and I let her explore for a moment with her tongue before I moved things along. Squeezing my hand in her hair a little tighter, I pulled her away from my kiss, moving her head to the side and kissing her jaw, then down her neck. I nipped her there, but didn’t leave a mark. *At least not yet.* Once I’d reached the neck of her shirt, I stopped kissing and gently pushed her shoulders back until she was leaning back against the couch. I wrapped my hands under her, grabbing her by her bare ass, and pulled her right to the edge of the seat cushion before dipping my head and breathing her in.
“God, you smell good,” I said, and then I maintained eye contact with her as I buried my nose and lips into her furry cunt. Her outer lips were nice and flushed already, puffy from desire, and I got an immediate taste of her arousal.
“Oh! Oh,” Miranda squeaked. She breathed deeply, keeping her eyes locked with mine, and I went to work.
“This shouldn’t take long,” Sarah said behind me. “Tom’s got a great tongue.”
“Didn’t need to hear that,” John grumbled, sitting next to his crush as I tongued her pussy and nuzzled her clit with my nose.
I raised one hand up, putting my thumb to Miranda’s lips, and she began to suck on it. “Good girl,” I murmured into her cunt. My other hand was still holding onto her ass, one cheek gripped firmly and my fingers trailing into the crack. I didn’t tease her any more than that, not wanting to push things too fast and scare her.
“Oh fuck, Tom. Tom!” Miranda crooned. “God, that’s so good. How?” She started to rock her hips, wanting more pressure, so I took my thumb from her mouth and pressed it right above her clit, then strummed over it lightly.
“Please! Oh, fuck, oh fuck Tom please,” Miranda whined. “No one- Oh, fuck. Oh, yeah, oh… fuuuuuck, I’m close, I’m close.”
“Spread yourself for me,” I said. She reached down and used both hands to spread open her pussy while I kept strumming her clit. Miranda stretched her puffy, furry lips to either side fully, giving a look I would bet only her gynecologist had ever seen before. I spit right on her spread open hole, and she shivered visibly, then I drove my tongue back into her.
She closed her eyes, her back arching as I felt her legs start to tremble.
And as I stepped up my speed, driving Miranda with my tongue, tasting her salty-sweet juice while my thumb strummed her clit like she played the guitar, I looked to my left at John.
He watched me give Miranda an orgasm, looking me in the eye as I did it, and he didn’t say shit about it.
Miranda hiccuped, and then she squeezed my head between her thighs as she reached the end of her orgasm. “OOooooh, no yeah fuck,” she groaned. She ran her hands through my hair and opened her eyes, looking down at me. “Tom, that was- fuck.”
“If you want me to,” I smirked. She had a drip of whitish grool, one little pearl of girl cum, oozing out of her.
“Oh,” Miranda said, then realized what I’d implied. “Oh! Um, not- Um. Phew, I think I’m still feeling that.”
I licked up that dollop of grool, then raised up and kissed her again, making her taste herself on my lips. I brought my lips to her ear and whispered so no one else could hear. “You taste fantastic.” Then I stood fully, letting her get another eyeful of the Hog, but this time at full strength. Ten and a half inches of hard, meaty cock was projecting out from me like an iron bar, and I waggled that iron bar a bit as I stepped back away from her, and across John, to take my seat again.
“See,” Sarah said. “Told you he’d be quick. He got you off in under three minutes, Miranda. Talk about a hair trigger.”
“Fuck you, Sarah,” Miranda laughed, still in the haze of her high.
Nicole stepped back to you to take her seat on your lap again, and I used one hand to keep the Hog in line with my leg. Nicole flipped the back of her skirt over my leg herself, looking back at me as if expecting I would say something snide, but I kept my mouth shut and just gave her a quick wink. She sat, and I let go of my cock, and it pressed firmly up against the back of her warm thighs. Nicole sucked in a breath, eyes going wider for a moment as she looked around, but no one was watching us. Miranda was all smiles, but trying to get herself back up to sitting and covering herself again. John was glaring at Matt, and guiltily trying to take glances at Miranda. Matt was looking a little guilty, and a little petulant, at his friends anger, and Sarah was shuffling the cards again.
**Chapter 16**
*Well, this is interesting,* I thought. I had shit all on the next round with a middle-of-the-road eight, but Nicole had drawn a Queen of clubs and Miranda had pulled an Ace of diamonds.
If I was reading the room right, and let’s be real here the geek squad weren’t hiding their feelings very well, my little lap warmer Nicole had a crush on John, who in turn had a crush on Miranda. Their little love triangle meant Nicole likely wanted to keep Miranda away from John.
Nicole leaned forward, her ass rubbing against my leg under her skirt. “Hmm,” she said. “What to do with little miss Bottomless.”
“Nothing crazy,” Sarah laughed. “I think my girl needs a bit longer to recover.”
“Fuck off, Sarah,” Miranda laughed, but I was happy to see she still had that post-orgasm grin plastered on her face, and her hair was mussed from me pulling on it.
“That’s a good point,” Nicole said. “Miranda, I think you owe Tom a thank-you. Why don’t you… hmm…” She hesitated when I flinched my cock, still hard and pressing against the underside of her thighs. “Why don’t you take over my spot on his lap, and take a picture with him?”
Miranda nodded, “Sure, that’s not bad. Especially not after what we just did.”
Nicole stood up, her juicy ass leaving me, and I reached out and pinched it.
“Ow! Fuck, Tom, that hurts,” Nicole gasped.
“Just making sure you remember me,” I said, and winked.
“You’ll get used to it,” Sarah said. “Tom is kind of an ass man.”
“No, I’m not going to *get used to it*,” Nicole said, and then pretended to storm around the coffee table, back to her seat next to John.
Meanwhile, Miranda had stepped past John heading in the opposite direction. She did so with her back to John, giving him a nice but brief look at her ass. When she reached me she turned around and I got that same view – her butt wasn’t as juicy as Sarah’s, or Nicoles, but it was nice and firm with enough volume that no one could deny it was cute and pert. She sat back, assuming the same position as Nicole had with her ass on my right thigh, except this time I didn’t position my dick in hiding – I let the Hog stand proud and tall, and she brushed her hip right up against it.
“Alright,” she said, opening up her phone and turning on the camera. She held it up and took a selfie with the two of us smiling, her leaning back slightly and me holding her high around her waist. “That good enough?”
“I don’t think so at all,” Sarah said. “Nicole said you have to thank him, and he made your pussy quiver and shake, girl. *I* think you should take one just as spread as you were for him when he went down on you.”
“Yup, that’s for sure what I meant,” Nicole said, with just enough faltering sarcasm to make it questionable where it was actually true or not.
“Oh my god, really?” Miranda said.
“Miranda-” John said, but Miranda had turned on my lap to me.
“Tom, you swear you won’t show anyone?” she asked me.
“Of course,” I lied. “Everything that happens here, stays here tonight.”
Miranda closed her eyes and took a breath. “Alright. Just this once.”
She turned and sat back on me more, then threw one leg to the outside of mine so she was straddling my thigh. Miranda leaned back against my shoulder and chest, and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. “Here, Sarah, you take it from my phone,” Miranda said, and handed over the phone. While Sarah got into position, I leaned over and sucked Miranda’s earlobe between my lips, making her snort and wince, but also eek out a little humm of a moan.
Miranda reached down with one hand and spread her pussy lips open again, this time for the camera.
“Hold on,” Sarah said. “Use your other hand and grab Tom’s dick by the base.”
“Sure,” Miranda said, and did it without hesitation, wrapping her fingers around the Hog. She squeezed a little, and looked down at it, then back up at me and bit her lip, before turning back to the camera. Right before Sarah took the picture, I shifted my arm around her shoulders and instead of holding her arm, I grabbed her tit and massaged it.
*Click.* “Hah, perfect,” Sarah said.
“Let me see, let me see,” Miranda said, letting go of me and standing up. Sarah showed her the picture. “Oh my god, I can’t believe how fucking slutty I look.”
“It’s hot,” Sarah said, then there was the *woosh* noise and my phone pinged in my pocket somewhere on the floor below me.
Miranda turned back to me. “You promised, right?”
“Of course!” I lied again. That photo was definitely getting sent to Suze. And probably Sarah too.
“OK,” Miranda nodded.
“Time to take your seat,” Nicole said, smirking from beside John. John, who looked like he was ready to throw up he was so green with envy.
“It’s all warmed up for you,” I patted my leg. “Nicole’s ass makes for a good seatwarmer.”
“Harrharrharr,” Nicole fake laughed.
Miranda settled down on me, bare butt to my bare thigh, and I put my hand on her waist over the thin fabric of her baseball tee.
**Chapter 17**
“Well this looks like trouble,” I said, reviewing the new cards. Sarah and Miranda had both pulled Kings, while Nicole had a little old Two.
“Come on, bitch,” Sarah joked, standing up, and Miranda followed her into the hall.
Once they were gone, John turned to me. “Could you keep your hands to yourself? You’re making the girls uncomfortable, you jackass.”
I blinked, my eyebrows raising. “Excuse me, fuckwad?”
“John…” Nicole said.
“No, he needs to hear this,” John said. “I saw you pawing at Nicole, then you started on Miranda again. Just because we’re doing stuff with dares doesn’t mean you can just do whatever you want.”
I looked at Matt, who looked back at me with a ‘Don’t blame me for this’ sort of expression – I’m sure if I’d just been face first in Sarah’s pussy he’d be feeling different, but that hadn’t come up. Yet.
“How about you let Nicole speak for herself?” I said. “Huh, John? Or maybe you’re just too much of a fake white knight to figure out what’s what.”
John made an incredulous expression, and turned to Nicole, but Sarah and Miranda came back into the room.
“We’ve got it!” Sarah clapped, and Miranda grinned. They rejoined the circle, John’s complaints disappearing now that Miranda sat back on my lap. I immediately wrapped my arm around her waist and put my hand on her thigh, pulling her tighter against me so that the Hog was pressed against her hip. She glanced down and smiled at me, then wrapped her own arm around my shoulders to be stable.
“Miranda and I decided that Tom has had all the fun for the guys so far, and *we* want to see more cocks. So Nicole, we dare you to take off John and Matt’s pants and underwear.”
“What!?” Matt said. “This sounds like a dare for me and John, not Nicole.”
“Nope, it’s fine,” Nicole said. “I’m doing it, no need to make it any harsher.”
“Easy for you to say,” John said, nudging her. “You’re not the one getting naked.”
It was a whole thing. First Nicole went over to Matt and took off his pants, then his boxers. His dick was probably around average sized I guess, though the thick tuft of pubic hair wasn’t helping, and he was hard immediately hard. Then Nicole went to John and de-boxered him. He’d trimmed his pubes, but his dick was a touch shorter than Matt’s.
I smirked, and rubbed Miranda’s thigh, my big hand touching her and caressing and turning John’s face more and more sour.
Nicole took her seat next to John, and glanced down at the hard dick he was trying to hide. *Yikes, she’s got it bad,* I thought. I couldn’t figure out why.
Then, as Sarah started dealing, she glanced back over to me, looking at the Hog pressed against Miranda’s hip and leg, then glancing away quickly again.
“Heh,” I chuckled. She didn’t know it yet, but Nicole might just care about size and skill after all.
**Chapter 18**
“Fuuuck,” Nicole swore, revealing another Three on the coffee table.
“I swear, I’m not rigging it,” Sarah said.
“Well, I’m not mad,” I laughed, beating out Miranda’s Jack and Sarah’s Queen with my King. “Alright, Nicole. I think Matty-boy has been teased enough. Why don’t you go give him a rub and tug for a few minutes?”
“A what?” Nicole asked.
“A handy,” Sarah said. “Or a wristy. A handjob, he means a handjob.”
“Oh,” Nicole said, sort of surprised like she hadn’t even considered that could happen in this game.
Matt, on the other hand looked happy-stunned.
“This is when you stand up and go put your hand on his dick,” I whispered loudly to her.
“Right, right,” Nicole said, then looked at John.
“You don’t-” he started.
“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to,” I said, putting on a whiny voice to mimic the nerd. “Yeah, she knows. Can we start skipping this part of the program?”
“Tom, ease up,” Miranda said.
“Fine, fine,” I said, having made my point.
Nicole sighed and stood up, taking another glance at John before moving over next to Matt. “You’re OK with this?” she asked him.
Now it was his turn to glance at Sarah, who was watching and nodding along. “Uh, yeah. Yeah,” Matt agreed.
What commenced was a poor excuse for a handjob. It was pretty clear that Nicole hadn’t handled a cock before, and Matt hadn’t exactly been handled by anyone but his own hand.
Instead of watching them, I distracted myself with Miranda. I started by rubbing my hand on her thigh some more, but brought it closer in until my thumb was up on her hip and the edge of my forefinger was in the crease between her pussy lip and the joint of her leg. She’d widened her legs for me just that little bit I’d needed to get there, and now she closed them again, keeping my finger brushing against her furry little mound. As Matt received his dry handjob, I casually rubbed my fingers back and forth across Miranda’s lips, making her shiver every once in a while.
“You can touch it again,” I whispered to her, right in her ear.
“Hmm?” she asked.
“I know you’re looking at that, thinking about holding me,” I said.
She flushed, glancing over at John, then back to me. She licked her bottom lip tentatively, then reached her hand back and grasped the Hog, giving me a couple of soft tugs before letting go.
John, meanwhile, spent the time looking like a confused puppy as his best friend Nicole gave his other best friend Matt a poor handjob. *I wonder if he’s ever even realized Nicole is completely fuckable,* I thought.
Eventually Matt had started showing signs of approaching a nut, so I decided to call an audible. “Alright, this is taking way too long,” I said, cutting the tension in the room.
“Agreed,” Sarah said. “Nicole, we need to teach you how to handle a dick.”
Nicole, who had already been blushing, rolled her eyes. “It wasn’t that bad,” she said, then looked to Matt. “Was it?”
“I was having fun,” he said with a shrug. “You were holding it pretty lightly though.”
“Why didn’t you say something?” Nicole demanded.
“I… don’t know?” Matt said.
*Simps and fucking virgins,* I shook my head.
Nicole went and took her seat, and Sarah dealt another hand.
**Chapter 19**
John hesitated, as usual. He’d flipped over a King, and Sarah and Nicole had both bottomed the group out with Sevens.
“God damn,” I laughed. Miranda and I had both just missed out on doing the daring with Queens.
“Well, Johnny,” Sarah said. “What have you got for us?”
If I was reading John right, he was probably in the eye of an emotional storm right now. Jealous of me, lusting after Miranda, annoyed or worse with Matt, and confused about Nicole. If he had any balls at all, he would take advantage of the situation – but he didn’t. I just sat there and watched him shift uncomfortably while I brushed my finger between Miranda’s legs.
“I guess I dare… Sarah, I dare you to show Nicole how to give a blowjob on a cucumber or a banana from the kitchen,” John finally said.
*Fuckin’ nerd,* I sighed to myself. Despite being pissed off and horny, he still couldn’t bring himself to just take what he wanted.
“I mean, that’s totally doable,” Sarah said. “But we’ve got three cocks *right here* we could use instead.”
“Matt just had a turn,” Miranda piped in. “Maybe you should use John for the lesson?”
I pressed my finger just a little more firmly against my lap-riders pussy, teasing her more firmly to show I liked where she was going.
“What? No, I wouldn’t-” John said, trailing off.
“No, that works great. You’re hard, let’s do this,” Sarah said with a grin, sliding down off her seat and shifting over to kneel in front of John where he was sitting on the couch. “Nicole, you can either watch up there beside him or get down on your knees here, either works.”
“I’ll stay here,” Nicole said, looking like she wanted to jump right on John’s dick but also afraid to let it show.
Sarah took hold of John’s cock and started narrating to Nicole what she was doing. I just smirked – the head of his dick poked out above her hand when she held him at the base, but that was it. I knew from plenty of experience she could two-fist me and still easily have room to work with.
As Sarah leaned forward, licking the tip of John’s dick for the first time, I shifted to take a peek at Matt around the side of Miranda. He was staring at Sarah’s ass in those grey sweatpants, the top of her thong peeking out over the cinched waistband, but he also looked pretty pissed. *Good,* I thought. *Good. Give in to your anger.* Matt being pissed at John would only help me along.
With Matt focused on Sarah, and the other girls focused on John, I decided it was time to play with Miranda a bit more. Instead of just brushing my finger along her outer lips and through the tickle of her sparse brunette pubes, I placed it right at the center of her lips and began an up-and-down motion. She immediately rolled her body slightly at the new stimulation, her hips wanting to push towards my fingers, and she looked back at me with wide eyes. *’Stop,’* she mouthed silently, but with a quirked smile at the edge of her lips.
I just raised an eyebrow and pulled my finger up a little higher, tapping on her clit hood and making her bounce on my leg.
She widened her eyes more in a silent *’For real, Tom, stop.’* I grinned, looking into those eyes. Sarah had cold, intense blue – Miranda had a delicious hazel with green in them. I pursed my lips. She rolled her eyes, leaning down and kissing me, and as her lips pressed to mine I tapped her clit again but stopped rubbing, going back to just resting my finger against her outer labia. The kiss lasted longer than it needed to, but not as long as I wanted, though she slipped me a bit of tongue right before pulling away.
Meanwhile, Sarah was toying with John. “See how he’s all tensed up now?” she said, holding his dick with two fingers and her thumb as she looked to Nicole. “That means he’s liking what we’re doing and is getting closer. You should take your turn, do what I told you.”
Nicole went to lean down from her seat next to John, but Sarah stopped her. “It’ll be way easier on your knees, hun.”
Without hesitation, Nicole shifted to her knees on the couch and leaned forward, first licking and then taking John’s dick head between her lips. This had the unintended side effect of putting her ass pointing towards Miranda and I, and as Nicole shifted some more her long skirt shifted, revealing her more and more.
Miranda turned back to me again, widening her eyes and glancing back to Nicole, checking if I was seeing this. I smirked and nodded, waggling my eyebrows.
Nicole had removed her panties fairly early in the game, and now as she naturally began to arch her back while sucking John’s dick for the first time, her skirt rose enough that we could see her bare thighs. Then, from between them, slowly peeking through more and more, her bare little pussy between the cleavage of her ass.
Miranda, I was surprised, shifted on my lap and ran her bare foot up my leg a few times, and bit her lip.
*Maybe there’s more to little skater girl than I thought,* I wondered.
The show ended when John, having been toyed with for all of two minutes, sucked in a breath and then groaned out. “Oh nooooo,” and he came.
Nicole had been suckling on his dick when he did, and she pulled away quickly – one splatter hitting her chin, but the rest of the cum just sort of oozing out on John’s cock as it was left unattended. Poor fucker.
“Ugh, eugh,” he panted.
“Now, Nicole,” Sarah said, giving the other girl a look like a disappointed parent. “A good cocksucking should end up in your mouth or on your body somewhere. And a good cocksucker always cleans up her messes.” She leaned down and in one quick slurp she took all of John’s cock into her mouth, cleaning off the cum. “Now you get his balls.”
“His balls?” Nicole asked.
“Yeah, the cum got there too, sweety,” Sarah said.
Nicole winced, looking down at John’s sac, hairy and unshaven. But she glanced at John, who looked for all the world like he’d touched god and hadn’t quite recovered yet, and then leaned forward and cleaned his sack with her mouth.
“Good girl,” Sarah said, patting Nicole’s head like she was a puppy.
Sarah stood and stretched. “Alright, let’s get this show moving! There’s only been two orgasms and I’m getting fucking horny people.”
**Chapter 20**
“Yes, my turn,” Sarah crowed, showing her Queen as Matt and John both revealed threes. “And I know just what I want, boys. I dare you two to come and suck on my tits and make me feel good.”
Sarah leaned back in her seat on the couch and flipped up the front of her crop top, revealing her bare, full breasts. Her nipples were hard, their deep pink flushed from all the sexual teasing going on, and she wiggled in excitement.
“Um, yeah,” John said, excited and happy to give back after having received what I could only assume was his first blowjob. “Sure.” He stood and moved over to the busty girl.
Matt looked equally excited, but shot an annoyed look at John as he closed with Sarah’s tit.
From my perspective, it wasn’t that much of a show. I was intimately familiar with Sarah’s tig ol’ bitties, and was perfectly happy knowing that the two fools weren’t going to treat them the way she really liked.
Sarah moaned as the two guys felt her up and suckled on her tits. Matt was rock hard, and John slowly started to harden again as well as they jostled for position in the bounty of Sarah’s chest, trying hard not to touch each other. Really the only actually interesting thing I noted was that Nicole had twisted up her lips, watching John suck on Sarah’s tit, and then glanced over at Miranda and I, and more directly down at my dick.
I flexed, bouncing it against Miranda’s hip as she sat on my lap, and Nicole blinked and met my gaze, realizing she’d been caught staring. I winked and she blushed and scowled at me, looking away.
“Alright, alright,” I finally said. “Sarah, how long are we taking with this?”
“Mmm, that was nice boys,” Sarah groaned, patting both of the guys on their cheeks. “But Tom’s right. I like my nipples getting sucked as much as the next girl, but we’ve got a game to play.”
The guys returned to their seats, and Nicole touched John’s arm as he sat down and she flashed him the kind of smile that an encouraging friend would.
I just shook my head and smirked. I knew these people better than they knew themselves! Well, at least what their genitals were actually wanting, and isn’t that what mattered?
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