Matt over You!

"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.

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