Miranda

Matt draws a name, propping himself up on his elbows. His eyes quickly seek yours out and then flicks to Miranda and back, who's staring up at Tom devotedly from her kneeling position while jerking his monster cock between her saliva-lubricated tits.

You understand that he drew her and is trying to help you after you made his wet dream of Sarah become a reality.

You smile and nod calmly, trying to signal that you're fine with anything he wants to dare your former crush to do. Nicole, who's smart and knows you both well enough to know what her two closest friends are playing at, helps send the message by hugging you close and nuzzling you with her cheek while smiling at Matt.

Matt nods. "Miranda! I drew you babe." Matt calls like nothing happened. He returns Miranda's paper to the hat and Sarah returns to sit beside your best friend, crossing her legs just enough to offer the slightest peek at her creampie as she takes Matt's slowly hardening cock into her hand and gently begins coaxing it back to full mast.

Miranda slows her titjob and turns to Matt with a look of desperation in her eyes. She's been working Tom's engorged rod for some time with her mouth hands and tits, but again, he just won't cum.

"You've been down there on your knees for ages, I think you deserve a reward for working hard on that cock. I dare you to take Tom up to Sarah's room and sit on his face until you cum." Matt says.

Miranda looks overjoyed, and stands, her joints popping as she does after kneeling in the one position for so long, offering her hand to Tom. Tom looks at you with a smirk, but it's quickly wiped off his face as you genuinely smile at him for the first time tonight.

"Enjoy, you two." You say to them, winking at Miranda. Miranda giggles and smiles back at you as she flushes slightly at your comment, even though she's been committing sex acts in front of you all for almost an hour straight. She grabs Tom's hand and pulls him up off his armchair, leading him towards the stairs up to Sarah's room.

You turn back to Nicole who is still bearing your whole weight on her smaller frame underneath you even before they have completely vanished upstairs. Nicole is smiling at you with a peculiar look on her face.

"What?" you ask.

"You really are ok with that, aren't you? For the first time tonight you didn't look conflicted when Miranda was dared." She reflected with what you now recognized as a smitten look on her face.

"Yeah. I am. I'm serious about what I said. You are everything I wanted her to be, and you're mine." you whisper as you move to kiss her.

"Wait." She says softly, turning her head away. "Let me up for a sec."

You roll off her into a sitting position as she pivots off the lounge onto her feet. She beckons to you as she pads stark naked towards the kitchen. Jumping up quickly, you notice Matt has started making out with Sarah as she continues to gently stroke his recovering manhood.

You reach the kitchen to find Nicole by the sink with a glass of water, gargling it in her mouth and spitting the water into the sink.

"Let's get that asshole's taste out of our mouths before we go any further." She explains. You agree and look for another glass, only to have her offer you hers.

"I think you can share your girlfriend's glass, we're about to go back in that room and do much dirtier things let me tell you" She says in a tone that is equal parts adorable and sexy.

You grin at her before taking the glass and washing out your mouth as she uses a disposable dishcloth to clean Tom's cum out of her hair with one of Sarah's nearby makeup mirrors.

"I was worried.. that you liked doing that.. with him.." you say quietly as you finish up and she scrubs her hair.

"Yeah.. I did like it. Not for the reasons you're worried about, though. I liked it because you were watching me do it. You had never looked at me like that, like a sexual being, until I did that.. and until now." She replies quietly, looking away from her mirror at you nervously to gauge your reaction.

You come up behind her and wrap one arm around her bare waist, resting your palm on her abdomen and taking the dishcloth with your other hand, helping her finish the cleaning of her blonde hair.

"But, I mean, you'd never-" you begin.

"No." She interrupts. "He's an asshole, and while I am a virgin, I don't see the difference an inch or so has on top of an already well sized cock, and that's the only thing he has to offer compared to the huge amount of other things you have over him. No, John, I'm all yours, so long as you're all mine." She says with commitment, leaning back into your arms and sighing contentedly as you finish grooming her.

"Thank you, Nicole. I'm yours." You whisper in her ear as you toss the soiled dishcloth into the garbage. A tender moment passes. "We can still go and get our rocks off with Matt and Sarah though right?" You add somewhat rhetorically, breaking the moment and causing her to laugh and throw her now clean head back onto your shoulder.

"Yes, John. You know what I meant. Dork." She giggles. "Come on" She says, grabbing your hand and leading you back into the living room.