Felicia's smirk widened. "Oh, trust me, babe, this is way more fun than just messing with you." She leaned forward, locking eyes with them both, drawing out the anticipation.
"Alright, here's the dare..."
She paused and turned towards Nova and continued," You dare is to do nothing, only watch."
Nova raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth twitching as if he were about to say something, but Felicia cut him off with a playful tsk.
"Oh no, don't even try. You're not just watching—you're frozen." She leaned in slightly, voice dripping with mischief. "No moving, no touching, nothing. You, my dear Nova, are a statue."
MJ let out a low whistle, shaking her head. "Damn, Felicia. That's just cruel."
Felicia winked. "Oh, I know. That's the fun part."
Meanwhile, Gwen tilted her head, arms folded, giving Felicia an unimpressed—yet undeniably intrigued—look. "So let me get this straight," she drawled. "You're daring me to do something, while Nova is forced to just sit there, unable to move and speak?"
Felicia's smiled. "Exactly."
Gwen exhaled, already dreading whatever was coming. "Alright," she said, giving Felicia a pointed look. "Let's hear it—what's my dare?"
Felicia's smile turned sultry, her voice dropping into a smooth, teasing and sultry lilt. "Gwen, my dear, you did mention earlier that you're not wearing a bra... and that your nipples are only hidden by those cute little heart-shaped stickers."
Nova's pulse quickened as anticipation coiled in his chest, already sensing where this was going. Across from him, MJ leaned forward slightly, her curiosity piqued, while Gwen's posture stiffened ever so slightly. A faint blush crept up her neck, betraying her composure.
Felicia leaned in, her smirk wicked as her sharp gaze flickered between Gwen and Nova, reveling in the tension she was weaving. "Well, babe, since you've already teased us with that little confession… your dare is simple."
She paused just long enough to let Gwen squirm, letting the anticipation settle thick in the air before continuing, her voice dropping into something silkier.
"First, you're going to give your prom partner a little show—a slow, sinful strip tease, but only the upper half of your dress." Felicia's voice was laced with amusement, but her eyes held a challenge. "And I don't mean just some lazy shrugging-it-off move. I want it dripping with temptation—drag it out, make it sultry, make it agonizingly slow until Nova is shifting beneath you, desperate and aching." She let the words settle, watching Gwen's face flush. Then, with a smirk, she tilted her head toward Nova. "And the best part? By the end you're going to straddle his lap, feeling every reaction as you push him to his limit."
Nova's breath hitched almost imperceptibly, his hands clenching slightly at his sides, while MJ leaned forward with an amused—yet undeniably intrigued—glint in her eyes.
Felicia's voice was practically dripping with mischief now. "And once all that's left between you and his burning gaze are those cute little heart-shaped stickers… you're going to lean back. Stay perfectly still." Her tongue flicked over her lips before she finished, "So Nova gets the perfect view when I take them off..... with my mouth."
The room felt stiflingly warm, the sheer weight of Felicia's words pressing down on the air around them.
Gwen swallowed hard, her fingers twitching slightly at her sides. A blush crept down her neck, but there was something else in her eyes—something both embarrassed and intrigued.
MJ let out a low whistle, shaking her head with a slow smirk. "Damn, Felicia that's evil."
Felicia simply grinned, unashamed. "Oh, sweetheart, I plan my fun." Her eyes gleamed with unspoken promise. "The real question is—will Gwen follow through?"
Gwen took a breath, steadying herself. Then, slowly, she met Felicia's gaze with a smirk of her own. "You think I'm scared of a little dare?"
Felicia chuckled darkly. "Oh, honey, we're about to find out."
Gwen stood up slowly, stretching just enough to emphasize the graceful curve of her body, her fingers trailing teasingly down her sides. She took her time stepping away from Nova, letting him get a full view of her in the dim lighting.
She cast a smoldering glance over her shoulder, lips curling into a knowing smirk. "Hope you're comfortable, Nova," she murmured, her voice dripping with playful seduction. "Because all you get to do is watch."
Felicia chuckled from her spot, eyes gleaming. "Better hope he doesn't break that little rule too soon," she mused. "Wouldn't want to see him squirm… or maybe we would."
Gwen let out a throaty hum, pretending to consider. "Hmm, you're right. But let's test his patience first."
She let her fingers ghost over the straps of her dress, tugging them ever so slightly. The fabric slipped a fraction, baring more of her shoulders, before she stopped and tilted her head. "What do you think, MJ? Should I tease him a little more?"
MJ grinned, crossing her legs. "Oh, absolutely. Make him earn it."
With a slow, deliberate motion, Gwen rolled her shoulders, the thin straps sliding down further. Her collarbones became more pronounced, the curve of her shoulders glowing under the soft light. She ran her hands down her arms as the fabric inched lower, revealing the tantalizing hint of lace underneath.
Nova's jaw tensed, his fingers twitching at his sides. He was doing an impressive job of keeping still, but Gwen wasn't about to make it easy for him.
Felicia smirked. "Oh, he's holding out, but I bet his mind's going on those pink cherry's of Gwen hidden under those stickers."
Gwen let out a soft, sultry laugh. "Guess I'll have to push a little more."
She turned to fully face Nova now, her eyes locking onto his as she let the dress slip further, revealing the top of those heart-shaped pasties covering her nipples. She didn't give him a full view just yet, though. No, she had one more move to play.
With a slow, deliberate sway of her hips, she straddled him, lowering herself onto his lap with agonizing slowness. She felt the tension in his body, the way his muscles went rigid beneath her.
A wicked smile graced her lips as she leaned in, breath warm against his ear. "Still holding up, statue?" she whispered, her voice a tantalizing mix of amusement and heat.
Felicia whistled, leaning back with satisfaction. "Damn, I think Nova might need a cold shower after this."
MJ smirked. "Nah, at this rate, he might combust first or maybe throw Gwen and start ravage her?"
Gwen pulled back just enough to look into Nova's eyes, her lips mere inches from his. "You like the view, don't you?" she teased, rolling her hips just slightly to make sure he felt every bit of her presence. She slowly started grinding her hips on Nova, as she felt Nova's hard dick. She smiled and deliberatly pressed on it and grinded her hips.
Nova exhaled sharply through his nose, still refusing to break. Gwen also almost let out moan, as the situation is causing her pussy juices to leak and by Nova's expression, she am sure he felt that wet patch forming once again on his pants.
Felicia chuckled darkly, her voice dripping with amusement. "Oh, babe, he's holding on by a thread. Now, let's take this to the next level."
With deliberate slowness, she stepped behind Gwen, her presence almost predatory. Her fingertips skimmed lightly over Gwen's collarbones, tracing the delicate curve of her shoulders before trailing down.
Gwen let out a moan and Nova's dick also twitched slightly as Felicia cupped Gwen boobs.
Looking Nova directly in his eyes, Felicia started motorboting Gwen's boobs. Gwen started moaning lightly, one due to Felicia playing with her boobs and second is that feeling of Nova's dick twitching against her wet pussy.
With a sultry smile, Felicia pulled apart Gwen's boobs and said," Nova let me tell you something really sexy. As I revealed that on night of your proposal, MJ and Gwen double teamed, with MJ fucking my pussy and Gwen pounding my ass with strap-ons."
Nova groaned slightly imaging the scene, Felicia's smile widened as heard the groan. Then suddenly she spanked Gwen hard, who moaned loudly due to be spanked and the friction between Nova's wet pants and her leaking panties.
Felicia continued," On that night, I took little revenge on those two ladies who ravaged by pussy and my ass by biting. Like a kitty, I bit hard,"....She she grabbed Gwen's ass and forcing her to grind on Nova," on Gwen's ass."
Before Nova could groan audibly, Felicia moved her hand which was motorboting Gwen's boobs and pressed them on Nova's lips," Shh, you can't speak my baby."
Felicia smiled little lewdy and light pressed on Nova's lips, who opened and sucked on it lightly and she continued," Also I bit MJ on her tighs, just below her pussy."
Still with Felicia's finger in his mouth, Nova turned slightly and looked wide eyed at MJ, who was mauling her own boobs and rubbing herself on the pillow. Seeing Nova, she put her hand inside her dress and cupped her own boobs.
Feeling little ignored, Gwen started to grind hard on Nova.
Nova turned back, as Felicia pulled back her finger from Nova's mouth, wet with Nova's saliva. Then she moved and came on side of Nova and bowed slightly.
Then under hurried breath, pants, moan and scorching gaze of other, Felicia brought her mouth on Gwen boobs. She kissed on the heart shaped stickers, and turned her eyes up, looking directly in Nova's eyes, she caught side of sticker with her mouth and slowly peeled it, exposing Gwen's hard nipple to Nova's scorching gaze.
With sticker between her teeth, Felicia moved towards Nova and kissed Nova on his cheek and pasted the sticker on the cheek.
Nova suddenly took a deep breath. The situation is getting out of hand. Control-control, you cannot play and bite on those boobs YET. Just wait for some time...
Felicia smiled and with the finger which was coated with Nova's saliva, she pinched Gwen's exposed nipple and tugged it out, causing Gwen to once again moan loudly.
Then once again Felicia leaned down. First she moved to the exposed nipple, which is very hard and covered with Nova's saliva, she kissed on it and started sucking on it.
Gwen started moaning and started grinding her wet panties on Nova dick under his wet pants. On other side, MJ also released a moan as one of her hand is pinching her own nipple and other is under her panties and inside her wet pussy.
Despite wating to look at MJ, Nova cannot tear away his gaze from Felicia sucking on Gwen boobs.
After sucking on for a while, Felicia pulled back and moved onto the other boobs. This time she put the entire sticker in her mouth and sucked on the boob, while her other hand played with Gwen nipple, now coated with Nova amd Felicia own saliva.
Suddenly Nova felt Gwen go entirely rigid. His eyes widened due suddenly increase in the wetness on his pants and Gwen's loud and long moan.
Felicia abruptly pulled apart the sticker from the nipple and with other hand, she pulled Gwen entirely from Nova's lap, who groaned in disappointment.
Nova panted slightly and said," Felicia you are really evil."
Felicia smiled," Indeed I am and this was my Felicia Hardy revenge."
Then she suddenly turned towards MJ who was pulling her hand out of her panties. Felicia grabbed the hand and licked clean MJ pussy juices.
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As Gwen finally shifted off Nova's lap, a sharp hiss escaped his lips. The warmth that had pressed against him was gone, but the evidence of their little game remained—his pants were undeniably damp from where Gwen's pussy juices had soaked through. A visible, humiliatingly obvious wet patch darkened the fabric, a stark reminder of just how much she had enjoyed herself.
Gwen steadied herself on shaky legs, her breath still uneven as she adjusted her dress, trying to regain some semblance of composure. But Felicia wasn't about to let her off that easy.
Still licking MJ fingers, Felicia's smirk widened as her gaze dropped to the telltale stain on Nova's lap. "Oh, babe," she purred, dragging out the words, "look at the absolute mess you made." She clicked her tongue, eyes twinkling with wicked amusement. "Poor Nova. Soaked through, and he didn't even get to touch."
Nova exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Felicia…"
But MJ was already leaning over, peering down with a fascinated glint in her eyes. "Damn," she mused, "she really did leave a mark, huh? Good for you Nova as Gwen isn't a squirter."
Gwen, still flushed, crossed her arms and shot Felicia a glare. "You're enjoying this way too much."
Felicia feigned innocence, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. "Who, me?" She leaned forward, resting her chin in her palm. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm just admiring the view… the view of Nova pants soaked with your pussy juices . I mean, look at that—" she gestured toward Nova's lap "—Nova is completely hard and from disappointed and frustrated expression of his, I am sure that he was also on verge on cumming."
Gwen groaned, rubbing her temples. "You're impossible."
Felicia grinned. "And you're deliciously sensitive. Good to know."
Nova, still trying to collect himself, finally looked up, his jaw tight. "Are you done tormenting me, or should I start preparing my eulogy?"
Felicia leaned back, stretching with a satisfied hum. "Mmm… I suppose I can let you breathe. For now." She shot him a playful wink. "But don't get too comfortable, big guy. We're just getting started."
Gwen muttered something under her breath, adjusting her dress one last time before collapsing onto the couch beside MJ, who still looked entirely too amused.
Nova exhaled slowly, willing his body to calm down as he eyed Felicia warily. "I swear, I am gonna take revenge back, and it's gonna be threefold."
Felicia's lips curled into a sultry, knowing smile. "Oh honey, I am waiting for that."
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Here's your continuation:
After a while, everybody sorted themselves out and sat looking at each other.
MJ took a deep breath, then glanced between Gwen and Nova before smirking. "So, among you two, who's gonna ask me?"
Nova didn't hesitate. "I'm gonna ask." His voice was firm, almost eager.
Felicia's sharp eyes gleamed with amusement, and her lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk. "Well, well, someone's eager," she teased, leaning back against the couch with a satisfied hum.
Before Nova could respond, Felicia leaned in toward MJ, her lips brushing against the redhead's ear as she whispered something too low for him to hear. Whatever it was, it made MJ's smirk widen, her eyes flickering toward Felicia with clear amusement.
Nova narrowed his eyes. "Hey—what the hell? No secret scheming, that's cheating."
Felicia pulled back, her expression the very picture of innocence. "Oh, honey, I would never cheat," she purred, tilting her head. "I just gave MJ a little… friendly encouragement."
MJ chuckled, a playful glint in her eyes. "Relax, Nova. You can still ask."
Nova exhaled, shaking his head before finally focusing back on MJ. "Alright, MJ—truth or dare?"
MJ's smirk deepened as she glanced at Felicia before turning back to Nova. "Truth," she answered smoothly, her voice carrying a sly edge.
Felicia's expression mirrored MJ's, a silent exchange of amusement passing between the two. Gwen, still catching her breath from earlier, arched an eyebrow at them but said nothing.
Nova's face dropped the moment MJ answered, and he let out an exaggerated groan, throwing his head back against the couch in defeat. "Oh, come on! That's cheating!" His hands shot up in frustration before pointing between MJ and Felicia accusingly. "MJ, you picked truth last time—you should've taken a dare!"
MJ's grin widened, her gaze flickering toward Felicia before settling back on Nova, clearly enjoying his reaction. "Hmm… says who?" she challenged, tilting her head. "I don't remember any rule about alternating."
Felicia hummed in agreement, casually inspecting her nails with a smug expression. "Exactly. If there's no rule against it, then it's fair game."
Nova stared at them, his eyes narrowing, lips pressing into a thin line. His fingers twitched like he was fighting the urge to protest more, but he knew he was outnumbered. Instead, he groaned again, dragging a hand down his face. "Unbelievable… First, you whisper some secret strategy, and now this?" He shook his head in mock despair. "This is a setup. A coordinated attack."
Felicia leaned back against the couch, arms stretching over her head lazily. "Aw, poor Nova," she teased. "Feeling targeted?"
Nova scoffed, slumping back against the couch, arms crossed. "Targeted? No, no. Betrayed? Absolutely."
MJ chuckled, giving Felicia a victorious glance before turning back to Nova. "Sounds like someone's just a sore loser."
Nova shot them both a glare before exhaling sharply. "Fine. But I'm asking a damn good question now."
Felicia and MJ exchanged another look, their amusement only growing. Gwen sighed, watching the playful back-and-forth unfold, already anticipating more chaos.
Nova's eyes gleamed with sudden mischief as he leaned forward, a slow smirk spreading across his face. If they were going to gang up on him, then he might as well make things interesting.
"Alright then, MJ," he said, his tone turning deliberately casual. "Since you picked truth, don't blame me..".
He paused for effect, letting the anticipation build," previously you told us that you fucked Michelle. About she is a screamer, squirter and a submissive. So give us a clear story how it happened, the process and all."
The room fell into a stunned silence for a split second. Then—
Felicia eyebrows shot up before she let out a low whistle and with Gwen they turned to MJ and said," Yes Yes tell us ...."
MJ, caught off guard for once, blinked—then her lips curled into a slow, daring smile.
Nova just sat back, arms crossed, looking entirely too pleased with himself.