It's Matt...and Sarah takes the game even farther.

"Well, babe, you're getting your wish." Matt tosses out a worthless pile of cards. "Shirt's coming off."

Sarah's face lights up as the rest of you lay down mediocre hands. "And I'll be the one to grant it!" With three Jacks, she easily wins the round.

She eagerly slides over to him and lays her hands on his shoulders, running them over his arms and down his sides, feeling his muscles beneath the fabric of his shirt. Her fingers travel back up his torso, dancing over his abs and circling his pecs. She leans in for a kiss, a light peck on the lips, and her hands slip around to his back and feel their way down to his waist. The hem bunches in her hands, his tan skin becoming visible as the shirt rolls upward.

"Hmm."

They stare into each other's eyes, neither moving a muscle. Their audience's attention is fixed firmly on them, looking back and forth from their faces to his shirt. Sarah clicks her tongue and hums again. Matt remains silent as long as he's able.

"Uhhhmmm...?" Another few seconds of silence. "Babe? ...Earth to Sarah?"

"I changed my mind."

Still, she doesn't move. She's clearly reveling in the moment, which is fine and good for her, but the tension is killing you.

"...Which means?" Matt presses.

"It...means...that some things..." She cocks her head. "...are more important than hugs."

In one motion, she releases his shirt and takes hold of the waistband of his boxers.

"Woah shit!" Nicole gapes.

"Oh my fucking God," Miranda giggles, covering her mouth.

"Holy fuck," you sputter.

Just slow enough to hear everyone's reactions, Sarah slides Matt's underwear off. His fully erect dick springs from its covering and stands at attention, veiny and meaty and...there, just out in the open in the middle of the living room.

Sarah twirls her boyfriend's boxers proudly on her finger, then flings them off, far across the room.

Matt takes a deep breath and gives a deeper sigh. "You could have put them on the pile," he says slowly.

"Where's the fun in that?" Her eyes are shamelessly locked on his cock.

"Makes tomorrow...morning...easier... Uhhh..." He chuckles nervously, his face appearing to glow like molten magma. "What're you..."

Suddenly, with none of the patience of her previous teasing, Sarah dives down and takes the head of his dick between her lips. The reactions this time don't take the form of words, but rather of garbled utterances, and you think you might keel over in shock. Sarah is perfectly undeterred and descends on her boyfriend's cock, pressing her tongue against the underside and slurping as she pauses halfway down his length. Planting her palms firmly against his legs, she raises herself up and quickly drops down again, slurping and slobbering and speeding up her movements.

"Ahh..." Matt moans. "Babe..." No response. "Babe? Uh..." He sucks in a breath through his teeth. "I...mm... This... Uh... Are you guys...okay with this?"

The question takes a second to sink in. "Uhh..." you say eloquently. "I...mean... As long as...everyone is?"

"How long will you last?"

You stare at your little sister, eyes and mouth stuck wide open in utter shock. Miranda bursts out laughing, a nervous edge cutting clearly through the mirth.

"Uh, wh- No, er, uh... Not long."

"Then we'll wait."

Sarah flashes a thumbs-up, her eyes staying closed in concentration.

Your dick twitches against it's cloth prison, almost painfully. You've been so goddamn hard for so goddamn long, to the point you get a little annoyed Matt's getting his release in the middle of the game. And it would hardly be in the spirit of things to ask Miranda right now for the same favor. So, having already spoken your piece, you merely watch as Sarah sucks Matt off. Her tits hang beneath her, bouncing enthusiastically with every bob of her head on his glistening shaft. The slurping grows louder, as do her boyfriend's grunts of pleasure. Hell, you doubt you could have lasted this long, even with the awkward addition of a flustered audience. You figure you won't have to wait much longer.

Nicole fidgets, rubbing her thighs together in wide, obvious motions. "You've gotta swallow, too, Sarah," she says, absolutely out of thin air. "Every last drop!"

Another thumbs up from the host. Then, she draws herself up Matt's cock to the tip, takes a deep breath, and goes for the kill. She bobs faster than ever, descending further than ever, and presses her tongue firmly against his red hot shaft.

"Sarah...ah, ah, AH!"

Matt's hands weave into Sarah's hair and pull her down onto him, just shy of his base. You watch her throat move as she honors Nicole's wishes and gulps down a hearty serving of cum. Her lips clamp tightly down and her tongue dances against the sides of her mouth, lapping up anything threatening to drip out. Matt's orgasm begins to subside, but his grip on her remains until he squeezes out the last few spurts. Likewise, she doesn't attempt to move her head even after his hands start to move, until she's absolutely sure that not a single drop has been wasted. With a shockingly loud POP, she finally releases him and turns proudly to her guests. She tries to talk, but instead sputters and starts panting like a dog.

You're the first to speak. "I can get you a water."

She shakes her head, grinning wildly. "I like the taste!"

"I can deal you in," Nicole suggests. Her voice is shaken by what you can only guess is sexual anticipation. That's what's shaking your voice, at least.

"Yeah," Matt says. He uses his shirt to wipe a bead of sweat from his forehead. "All for the game. And some for love."

"For love," Sarah echoes. Nicole slides her a card, which she picks up and uses to fan her face. "Love, and the game."

You pick up your first card and lift it in front of you like you're making a toast. "Love and the game!" you declare.

"Love and the game!" Miranda cheers beside you. Your cock stirs again, itching in your boxers.

You really, really like this game.