Matt over Sarah

I could see the conflict for Matt immediately. He’d pulled a Jack of hearts as the high card, and his crush Sarah had the Ace of hearts.

He was still in a weird feud with John and didn’t want his friend having fun with the girl he liked. He also didn’t want to send Sarah at me.

For me, the answer was pretty damn obvious, but it took Matt a good minute to figure it out.

“Oh,” he suddenly said, “Oh, I know. Sarah, I dare you to do a 69 with Miranda.”

“Fun,” Sarah said, hopping up from her seat.

“I guess this turned out to be inevitable,” Miranda sighed. When the group gave her some confused looks, she shrugged. “Sarah’s asked me to lez out with her like six times, and I kept saying no. Until now I guess.”

Again, for Matt and John, and maybe even Nicole, it was probably a spectacle. Sarah directed Miranda to lay down on the couch, and Sarah planted her juicy ass over Miranda’s face and lowered it down, then tucked her own face between Miranda’s legs and they went to work. Sure, Sarah’s ass looked great, propped up into the air, and I would bet money that Matt was screaming inside trying not to cum since her ass and pussy were pointed right at him. But otherwise?

I would have been a lot more interested if I could have gotten up and at least spanked someone.

It wasn’t to be, though. If I started going rogue now my plans would probably fall apart. So instead I turned to my other little source of fun in the room, Nicole.

She immediately noticed me look over to her, and she made an angry eye glare towards John. I shrugged in a ‘what can you do?’ kind of way. She sighed and deflated a little. I nodded my chin just a bit, making sure she was looking, and mouthed ‘Well, I'm going to fuck you.’ She gave me a small smile, and glanced over at Sarah and Miranda and then back to me and bit the corner of her lip.

In response I stroked the Hog a few times, letting her watch me slowly run my big hand up and down my cock.

But, even that got boring. “Alright, dykes,” I said. “Unless someone’s on the edge, I think this dare is done.”

“Mwaah,” Sarah said, smooching her way off of Miranda’s pussy. She sat up and lifted her leg to let Miranda get out from under her. “I guess you weren’t that into it?” Sarah asked. “I don’t think I’ve ever had to work so hard for so little response.”

“Sorry,” Miranda said. “It felt good, but my mind was a little… preoccupied.”

“Does that mean you’ll want to try again some time?” Sarah grinned hopefully.

Miranda gave her a smaller smile back. “Maybe, Sares. Maybe.”

“Mmm, I can’t wait,” Sarah said, then she broke custom and she shifted and remained sitting on the same couch, wedged between Matt and Miranda, instead of returning to the larger couch next to John. Without a word, she reached to reset the cards.

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