"Aaand left foot red" Stylus announces after spinning the wheel.
As expected, Missy's arrogance shines through after the call out. She effortlessly follows through, maneuvering her left foot to the designated area. After obeying the command, the standing is as follows: Vicky's legs are spread wide with her right arm extended far behind herself and her left just inches away from her right foot. Missy is practically planking, her left leg extended as far as little go with her right suspended in the air along with her face positioned right in between Vicky's legs. A site that is only rivaled by nature itself. All while I have the best position of all, both my hands placed firmly on either side of Missy's hips with my right foot next to her left. Quite the situation I found myself in.
"I thought you guys said that you were going to make this game hard," Missy taunts with a cocky grin, "I'm waiting on that element. Or are you finally ready to accept the fact that I'm just too good at this game?"
Full transparency, we only told her that bullshit because that was the only way to get these bitches to play. And the reason we wanted them to play so bad was to get them in a position exactly like this. For weeks now, they've been teasing us with their not so subtle actions. And is driving us fucking insane.
Just last week, Stylus was telling me about the time Vicky went over to his place to "hang out" only for her to spend the whole time going to town on a blow pop. He swore to God that she was just giving him a teaser of what was to come later that night. But his hopes were dashed as their little get together was interrupted by a text from Missy telling her to meet her somewhere or something. Sure, that could have been genuine. But knowingly skanks, I wouldn't put it past them to contrive something as devious as that.
Especially when I had a similar experience just a week beforehand. I invited Vicky over as a favor to her parents to help her "study" seeing as I'm very trustworthy and a lot of parents' eyes. It's amazing what being the star soccer player will get you. It didn't take long after her arrival before things got a little…heated. We started with some light jokes, then it turned into some flirting, I made my move, and pretty soon it was blatantly apparent that things were about to go down.
But she decided to take a shower before anything could happen. And right when she got out, she "accidentally" dropped her dress. And if that wasn't bad enough, she made a whole dramatic scene out of it.
"Oops, silly me." She taunted before basically giving me a striptease, maneuvering her hands all throughout her body as she bent over to pick up her dropped towel.
Fuck, I've never wanted to fuck a 12 year old more. The way her tiny body was listening from the water, the way she was looking at me with those adorable little eyes, the way her curly hair just called out to me just begging to be grabbed and yanked, she know just way to get me hard as a fucking rock. I was going to destroy her.
Or at least I was, but coincidentally, Vicky shot her that text which halted the entire thing. No study session, no fun times. I still have nightmares about it to this day. These girls are just so cold when they wanna be.
But that stops today. It's time to teach these little sluts what happens when you push a man too far. And it starts with this fun little game of twister.
So I put my ploy into motion. As Stylus is spinning the wheel yet again, I make my move, maneuvering my hands on Missy's hips. And without compromising my position, I make my attention known, getting a good feel of her tight little body. I run my hands along her little midriff, savoring the softness of her light skin.
"Getting a little handsy back there huh?" She questions with a coy smirk,
"Heh. I'm a man of taste. I can't help acknowledging such a perfectly sculpted specimen right in front of me.
"Hihi. Whatever. Just remember, there's still a game going on. Pervert."
I roll my eyes at her last comment, feigning dismissiveness as I keep feeling her up. She's such a softy. It just makes that moment that much more infuriating. I could have had this little cloud pressed up against me that night. But she's too busy playing games. But it's okay. I got something for her.
"Right foot green," Stylus announces, which bodes perfectly for me.
I do as instructed, guiding my right foot to the green circle. And as I do so, to keep my balance, I press firmly against Missy. As I do so, my crotch is firmly pressed against her back side, essentially causing me to dry hump her. She giggles in response, catching on to my charade.
"Wow," she coos, looking back at me, "You're so hard~. Pretty bold of a high schooler being this hands on with a middle schooler, huh~? I think I should call someone~. Hihi~."
"Yeah," Vicki cosigns, sporting the same smugness as Missy, "Maybe we should get our rape whistles~. Hehe~."
It's all fun and games until we prove why that shouldn't be a joke. But I guess I'll play along. For now.
"Oh no," I reply in false concern as I keep thrusting my hips in a slow rhythmic pattern, "You girls don't wanna do that, right? Especially when we're having so. Much. Fun…"
As I keep grinding myself against Missy's backside, I soon hear a moan escape her throat with each thrust. Along with her pushing back against me, matching my rhythm. What a slut.
"Mmm~...I guess you're right~..." Missy says in between light gasps, "Maybe we could stand to give you another chance~. Hmhmhm~."
"But you better be on your best behavior~. Hihi~" Vicki piles on, driving me more insane.
What I would give just to hear those same exact voices just pleading me to stop what I plan on doing to them. It's gonna be so sweet. I wonder how quickly their bravado will leave them once we get started.
I guess in our pursuit of our power dynamic, I lose track of my balance and end up falling on top of her. Of course, this results in their rejoice as they've essentially won. Whatever. Just adds to the fuel of me wanting their merriment to end that much more.
After getting up and laughing at my loss, we each take a seat on one of the couches. Missy and I take one while Vicki and Stylus take the other. And even with the lingering giggles of my mishap, the look in their eyes tells a pretty cohesive story. After the little display that I put on missy, there's no way in hell they're not going to further explore it. And that's exactly what I'm counting on.
"Ok, ok," Missy says, calming down from her giggling fit, "Let's play something else…I'm thinking…truth or dare~."
And there's my ticket.
"Fine by me," I reply in as nonchalant a demeanor as I can muster, "And since it's your idea, why don't you start?"
She gives a smug grin before shrugging.
"Alright, then. Truth or dare?"
"Dare."
She pauses for a moment to consider what she's going to ask of us. Then comes the moment of truth.
"I dare you two…to show us your dicks."
Vicky gasps in exaggeration before biting her lower lip in anticipation. And there's our ticket. Of course, stylus and I larp onto the opportunity, slipping our shorts down our legs along with our boxers.
Once we're completely bare from the waist down, I can see my plans start to unfold before me. Because clearly they were expecting some kind of objection to their command. But they greatly underestimated our commitment to the bit.
Regardless though, they're still showing just as much intrigue as when the game started. Missy drops to her knees in front of me, getting a closer look at my shaft as she brings a hand to it. And this scene alone gets me harder and harder by the second. Mostly because her hand is so small that it barely wraps around half of my girth.
"Wow," she whispers as she lightly strokes my dick, "It's even bigger than I thought…I always heard my mom talking about how big black dicks are, but…I didn't expect this."
It's never a bad day to get a compliment on your dick. Especially by a succulent middle schooler like her. But what's really catching my eye is the level of desire she has just by touching it. I can tell by just the light movements of her lips that she really wants to taste it. She can barely even control herself with the light strokes that she's doing.
I even look out at the corner of my eye to see that Vicky is the exact same way. She's ogling Stylus's cock like it's one of the 8 wonders of the world. And again, she looks like she's a hair away from taking all of it in her mouth. She's licking her lips, her breathing's heavier, they're clearly losing all self control.
They're even taking it a step further by leaning in extremely close, practically breathing on our cocks as they take in the sight of them. Even going so far as to make snide comments and gestures under their breaths, indicating that they're just so thirsty for it. Missy's even dragging my shaft along her pretty little face, getting it nice and familiar with her skin.
But similar to the instances that they put us through before, they crush our dreams by smirking at us and pulling away from us before standing back up.
"Hehe…You guys are such pedos," Missy taunts with a giggle,
"That's really sad if you ask me," Vicky piles on with an equal amount of smarm, "Someone should really lock you guys up. Hihihi."
…Yeah I might just have to say "To hell with the plan". I'll be damned if they get away with this shit again. But before I throw caution to the wind, I'm finally given my out.
"Oh, that's just letting them off easy," Missy replies, "We could just beat them up for being such creeps. It's within our right."
And that right there gives me a great idea.
"You really think it'd be that easy, huh?"
"Uh, yeah," Missy answers with an abundance of arrogance, "Just because you're older and bigger doesn't mean anything. We could still take you both down if we really wanted to."
Stylus and I share a laugh from that declaration with him being the first to reply,
"And you really believe that in your heart of hearts?"
Unfazed by our truth telling, the girls maintain their sassy confidence with arm folding.
"I mean, we could always try it out," Vicky proposes, "This room's spacious enough. Put up or shut up, assholes."
"Yeah. Since you're so big and bad, you should have no troubles with us, right? So it would be a shame if you can't back up what you're saying."
…Well, I mean, they are literally asking for it. And who are we as men to deprive these ladies of what they truly want? So we give them exactly what they've been asking for this entire time. And it should go without saying that they're not really much of a threat. Sure, they came in with an abundance of enthusiasm, but ultimately we obviously overpowered them with no effort at all.
"H-heh, alright, you guys got us," Missy concedes with a hint of fear in her tone as I pin her face to the floor, "B-but that was just luck…So…Why don't you just let us up so we can show you guys for real?"
"Y-yeah…W-we were just joking around," Vicky chimes in as Stylus holds her in the same position beside me, "We were…uh…horsing around. Yeah. We got you guys now…So if you're real men, you'd- h-hey! What are yo- AHH!"
Stylus's patience ran out just a hair less than mine does as he pulls down Vicky shorts and pulls her panties to the side before sticking his shaft inside of her cunt. She tries wriggling and screaming Free of his grasp, but that proves to be for not as he holds her there. He even goes as far as to gain some extra leverage by gripping on to her curly hair as he thrusts in and out of her birth canal.
"Hey! Stylus, st- AHH!"
Before Missy can intervene with her words, I make my move as well. I follow his lead, I'm dressing her bottoms and slipping my cock inside of her well also. And holy fuck does it feel good. After weeks of endless taunting by these two skanks, we're finally getting what we deserve. They're finally being put in their place like good little girls. And I swear nothing up to this point has been more rewarding than hearing these screams and cries.
They're pleading constantly for us to stop, making futile attempts to break free from our strong grips on their hips and hair. But that's just not in the cars for them. We're bigger. We're stronger. And we'll be damned if they deprive us of this any longer than they already have.
If anything, we're doing them a big favor by fucking them side by side to each other. Letting both of their adorable faces be ever-present for their best friend in the entire world to see as they get thrashed by the very men that they've been taunting for so long. We should be getting thanked in my opinion. But I guess we'll just have to settle for these whimpers and screams as we stretch them out.
Though, after thinking it over, I have an even better use for these faces. So after minutes of savoring the current position, I grab Missy by the waist as I lie down on my back, making her ride me in the reverse cowgirl position. I then spread her legs, presenting her nice, dripping, wet little cunt to her awaiting friend as stylus pumps in and out of her snatch. He then catches on to my intent, guiding Vicky's face over to her friend's awaiting pussy before burying her face in it.
God, this is a sight for the ages. Two little girls being rigorously fucked by two seasons teens with one of them devouring the others dripping wet pussy. What more can a guy ask for?
Minutes pass of the succulent moment before my orgasm starts to breach. And judging from Stylus's growing groans, it's safe to say that he's not far up either. And I'm proven right as his thrusts become more stiff and he lets out one final guttural groan, filling up his little tormentor with great satisfaction. And I follow suit, pushing my cock deep inside of Missy's awaiting pussy before flooding her insides with my sperm.
Never has there been a moment where I was more proud of my actions before today. We finally got what we were entitled to ever since we first laid eyes on these smug bitches. And to think that all it took was a little game and a little hubris to obtain said goal. Quite inspiring if you really think about it. Bet they'll think twice before playing keep away with what's owed to their elders in the future.