Sarah

Tom took his time as he looked for a name, enjoying the feeling of that little bitch toying with his cock again. Her tiny hands climbed ponderously up and down it, exploring almost every inch, even as she tried to act tough. With a cute girl pawing almost incredulously at his huge cock, like she couldn't believe how long or thick it was, Tom was in his happy place. He knew that the experience would only last one round, so he was in no rush to draw a name and end it any faster.

After as many seconds as he felt he could get away with, he finally selected one slip and drew it. Sarah. Now there was a hot babe who knew her way around his dick. If it was her sitting in his lap instead of that frigid slut Nicole, she could probably make him cum before he'd even finished giving her a dare. Part of him wanted to add her skills to Nicole's efforts, four soft palms playing with his cock would feel pretty good, after all.

There was still Sarah's plan to consider, however. It was only because of her that he knew what turned Miranda and Nicole on, and it was because of her that he'd gotten some of the sloppiest head ever from the most unexpected source. He could delay his pleasure a little if it meant turning Nicole into his eager fucktoy. All he had to do was think of a dare for Sarah to do that would make Nicole hornier, and that blonde haired bitch would be bouncing on his cock before breakfast.

Nicole's pensive massage of his dick was helping to make his blood and his creative juices flow, and he quickly came up with the perfect dare. "Sarah!" He barked her name, making Nicole jump and her hands tighten around his length in shock. "Now that I think about it, Nicole just keeps cheating tonight," he began, only for Nicole to huff in consternation. "I do not!" She argued, frowning at him over her shoulder. To her surprise, rather than arguing back publicly, Tom leaned forward in his seat until his lips were almost against her ear.

"You think I forgot about those little titties in that cute black bra?" He hissed, his lips grazing against her earlobe, "you aren't as unnoticeable as you think." That last part almost sounded like a compliment, and it shocked Nicole into an uncomfortable silence. If Tom pointed out her bending of the rules then she would probably have to strip down, and the only thing worse than playing with his cock, would be playing with his cock while half naked.

"Now, as I was saying," Tom's voice returned to normal as he sat back in his chair, "Nicole cheated us out of a chance to see her making out with another girl, and she got spanked for it, but she didn't really make it up to us all." Nicole closed her eyes and sighed again. She knew exactly where Tom was going with this now. "So, I dare you to come over here and make-out with Nicole for as long as you like," Tom finally finished delivering his dare, and Nicole felt his perverted cock already throbbing at the thought.

"If we made out for as long as I wanted to, we might be here all night, but I think I know what you mean," Sarah laughed, bringing her feet down to the floor and unwrapping her arm from Matt's shoulders. Only his hand around her wrist stopped her. "I thought you said-" he began, only to be cut off by Sarah's lips slamming against his own. She kissed the argument right out of him, his eyes closing as their lips locked, until Sarah broke the kiss with an audible smooch.

"Don't worry, I'm only kissing Nicole," she laughed, "I won't even touch Tom." Matt seemed reassured by that, and his grip on her wrist relaxed, allowing her to pull free. Nicole, meanwhile, was not reassured at all by Sarah's resumed advance. The busty red haired girl prowling towards her, locking her eyes on her like she was a piece of meat, made Nicole feel even more **** than she already was. When Sarah licked her bottom lip hungrily, poor Nicole practically gulped.

She'd seen how Sarah had kissed Miranda, sloppily making out with her and willfully exploring her body with her reckless hands. Nicole hadn't even made out with a guy quite like that. She'd kissed boys before, and let them grab her ass or cup her modest boobs through her bra, but she'd never had a make-out session quite as explicit as the one she'd witnessed on the coffee table. Now she was going to be subjected to the same Sapphic treatment, for the pleasure of a guy she despised, all while her hands were bound to his mammoth dick.

Nicole looked away as Sarah drew close, her nerves getting the better of her again and forcing her to break eye contact. The sound of Sarah's light tread on the soft carpet let Nicole know that Sarah was still coming, and when the sound stopped just before her, Nicole knew that she had arrived. A soft hand cupped her chin with it's thumb and index finger, forcing Nicole's eyes up to meet Sarah's. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle," she purred, leaning her beautiful face in close to Nicole's own. Their lips met in a tender peck, Sarah taking a quick taste of her trembling prey, before pulling back briefly to give her a dazzlingly reassuringly smile. Nicole felt her stomach quiver as she once more questioned her sexuality.

At first, Sarah was true to her word. She kissed Nicole delicately, her lips brushing against Nicole's like tulip petals. Their lips met for less than a second at a time, the tenderest touches that served to smooth down Nicole's defenses. Soon, her eyelids had fluttered shut, and she weakly tilted her head to one side, the way she always did when she kissed someone. It only took a little while longer for Sarah to start bending her promise.

The kissing intensified so gradually that Nicole could never have noticed it at first. Sarah's lips began to linger a little longer against her own, half seconds became whole seconds and then became three seconds or four, in incremental steps. Sarah's mouth began to play with her partners, her lips locking for longer and tugging on Nicole's own, like she was trying to tease her into opening her mouth. When she heard the petite girl release a sigh of surprised enjoyment, Sarah knew it was time to up the ante again.

One at a time, like testing out new toys, Sarah began to introduce new elements to Nicole's pleasure. Rather than sucking on her partner's lips, she nibbled them with her teeth, carefully pulling on them just enough for Nicole to gasp before allowing them to slip free. Once Nicole's mouth had fallen sufficiently open, her lips parted to allow for her quiet panting, Sarah slipped in her tongue. In short quick strokes, Sarah teased Nicole's tongue, pulling it up from the bottom of her mouth to kiss in a way that innocent Nicole never had before.

You almost couldn't believe what you were seeing. Not only was sweet, innocent, nerdy, Nicole making out with slutty Sarah, the two of them were French kissing. Their tongues danced lewdly between them, sloppily falling over each other like a pair of drunks stumbling home arm in arm. At the start of the evening you were pretty sure Nicole had only ever kissed her boyfriends and that she had never sucked a dick before, now she had sucked off Tom and was currently tongue-wrestling with Sarah.

It was weird. Almost as weird as your rather uncomfortable boner watching the two of them go at it. Nicole was almost like a sister to you, but watching her put on a show that almost rivalled Sarah's and Miranda's was effecting your primal urges. In your pants, your cock stirred again, rising up to practically lift Miranda out of her seat. You hoped she wouldn't notice, you didn't want her to be jealous, but thankfully her attention also seemed to be on the unexpected display.

Above you, Miranda folded her arms more firmly across her chest, and her brow furrowed. She wondered to herself why on earth this is what Tom wanted to see. He'd already gotten a front row seat to her and Sarah making out, why would he want to see an amateur production after just finishing a Broadway show? Even the mere fact that Sarah was doing this with Nicole stoked her jealousy. She knew that what she did with Sarah was only ever fooling around as friends, but she had thought it had been something just between the two of them, and whoever happened to be watching.

Miranda's face soured even further as she watched Sarah's hands creep up to rest on Nicole's narrow hips.

A second pair of hands grabbing Nicole by the waist should have shocked her, but she was too lost kissing Sarah to care. That girl was a master at this, seemingly hypnotizing her with her lips until all she could do was mindlessly kiss back. "Is Sarah really that good, or is this just what kissing a girl was like?" Nicole thought, as fluffy pink clouds swam through her head. If it was, then she understood why guys were always so keen to shove their lips against her own. It was like a sort of warm, fluffy, drunkenness that melted away all her cares.

While Nicole was in heaven, Sarah's hands slid toward her nether regions. Through Nicole's skinny jeans, she caressed her skinny thighs, sliding up the inner seams of her legs towards an unmistakable heat emanating from between them. With practiced care, Sarah brushed two fingers against the girls groin, making her moan despite the layers of clothing between Sarah and the sensitive region beneath. Sarah smiled as she made out with Nicole.

It was clear the girl was ready for stage two.

Still locking lips with her target, Sarah moved her hands to the button of Nicole's jeans. She made sure to let out breathy gasps of her own as she moved, playing up her own arousal. If anyone asked what she was doing, she could just pretend to have gotten carried away being her usual slutty self. Fortunately for Sarah, no one questioned anything. Especially not Nicole, who was so gushing wet as Sarah sank a hand into her panties that she was surprised she didn't cum as soon as her fingers brushed against her plump outer folds.

While Nicole didn't cum, that touch did make her gasp into Sarah's mouth. She would have reached out to grab her friend's shoulder for support, if her hands weren't already occupied, wrapped part way around a huge cock. She just squeezed that instead, her fingers barely denting the solid flesh of Tom's pent-up erection. Now that Sarah had started toying with Nicole properly, she showed no signs of stopping. Her fingers pushed just to the outer edges of Nicole's most erogenous zone and, as if in sympathy, Nicole's hands began to move in shuddering starts along the dick she was holding.

Sarah almost couldn't believe how well things were going. She was playing Nicole's body like a fiddle, the petite blonde haired girl's arousal was obviously increasing by the second, and to top it all off, Nicole was a surprisingly good kisser. How well the dare was going was made all the more impressive by the fact that Tom, of all people, had came up with it. Sarah began to consider that she might have underestimated him, when a hand pushed past her own into Nicole's underwear.

Tom had watched the show up to that point with unhidden interest. Just because he had set this dare up mostly as a way to make that little bitch hornier, didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the view. Tilting his head to one side, he'd watched as Nicole had given in to Sarah in just a few seconds, so now their tongues coiled together in the night air. It seemed that she was even more of a closet slut than he'd thought. After acting so coy and nervous, she was now leant forward in her seat to better chase Sarah's teasing lips, all while her hands wrapped partway around his erection.

With a wry smile, he saw Sarah's hands adventure to Nicole's waist, then down and round to between her legs. Over Nicole's shoulder, so close that he could smell her shampoo in her short blonde hair, he watched Sarah undo her prey's jeans and deftly slip a hand inside. He knew from the way Nicole shuddered in his lap what Sarah was doing, and he knew from the way Nicole's hands gripped and massaged his dick that Nicole liked it.

As he looked at the two of them, the cogs in Tom's head began to turn. Sarah's hands were down Nicole's pants, and Nicole's hands were down his own, but his hands were doing nothing. If two could play at that game, then surely three would be even better. In one smooth motion, his right hand slid off of Nicole's hip and between her legs.

A flash of annoyance shot through Sarah as she felt Tom's hands push past her own, only to be mollified as she realized his sole target was Nicole. Sarah had made a promise to Matt, after all, and she didn't want to upset him. Together, her and Tom toyed with Nicole's sopping kitty, their fingers almost falling over each other as they fought for the best spots. Sensing that Tom was going anywhere, and that three would be a crowd, Sarah slipped her left hand free of Nicole's jeans and pushed it smoothly up her body.

Slipping under Nicole's shirt, Sarah's hand journeyed upward until it found it's target. Nicole's modest breast, still clad in her bra. Sarah's hand cupped it gently, massaging it through the meagre covering provided by her bra cup. On the other side of Nicole's body, Sarah could tell that Tom was doing the same, his hand that wasn't in Nicole's panties was groping her other tit. No wonder the petite blonde haired girl's kissing had gotten more enthusiastic and sloppy, she was getting toyed with in a way that would have made even the more experienced Sarah dizzy.

If Nicole hadn't been thoroughly seduced by Sarah, like so many unfortunate souls before her, she would have noticed that there were two hands too many toying with her body. She also would have noticed that, while two were soft and feminine, two were rough, large, and undeniably masculine. But she was too lost in her growing pleasure and her quickly encroaching orgasm to even do the simple mathematics of 4 hands = 2 people.

One of each hand, soft and hard, were at her tits. They were both under her flimsy shirt as they groped her. The big, rough hand ripped her bra out of the way, seizing her small breast and pinching her hard nipple, making her moan into her lover's mouth. The soft and slender hand, meanwhile, carefully pushed her bra aside and traced teasing circles around her areola with a long fingernail, sending shivers through her body.

Those hands played with her pussy in a similar way. The feminine hand was soft and teasing, caressing her sensitive spots with the light touch of a safecracker, whereas the masculine hand was dominant and demanding, forcing a big finger against her virginal lips like a battering ram and threatening to tear down her defenses. The multi-front **** overwhelmed her senses completely. The only things Nicole could think of were the pleasuring hands, the teasing lips, and the throbbing dick beneath her.

Without thinking, Nicole's hands began to move more strongly along that big cock in her grip. She was making out with someone, after all, and they were playing with her sopping pussy. It was only right that she should jerk off their huge, fat, throbbing, dick. "God, they're good at this!" Nicole thought. They kept kissing her with the same steady passion despite her hands gliding clumsily along their shaft. Other guys she kissed would lose control when she started rubbing their dick like this, but not this one, it was like they couldn't even feel her handjob at all.

Precum smeared over Nicole's hands as much as her own dripping pussy juice must have ran over theirs, staining them both with each others wanton lust. Vainly, Nicole tried to reel her meandering mind in, to think straight for once. She was so aroused by what she was feeling that she had almost completely forgotten where she was. "Who am I even kissing?" She wondered, as she melted under their touch. "Who's big dick is this?" She questioned herself, even as her hands moved at full speed along it's length.

"Tom," she answered herself after a moment's hesitation. "It's Tom's cock, so I must be kissing Tom," she rationalized, trying to piece her scattered brain back together. "God, he's a great kisser," her mind began to wander again, but something still felt wrong. She was sitting on Tom, that was his broad and hard chest behind her back, and there was no way she'd ever let him touch her like this. It couldn't be Tom. Forcing her eyes open, she met Sarah's perfect face just before her own, her eye's still closed as she made out with her.

In an instant, Nicole remembered. It was Tom's dick she was feeling, but she was making out with Sarah. "God, she's a great kisser," her mind corrected itself as part of her prepared to sink back into the blissful ignorance again, but something still felt off. It was something about the way Sarah's hands were making her feel. Her hands on both her breasts and against her needy pussy felt great, but something wasn't adding up.

All at once it made sense why she felt off. Both her breasts and her pussy? Sarah didn't have three hands.

Oh god, Tom was touching her, and even worse, it felt so good. Forcing her legs shut, clamping two pairs of hands between her thighs, Nicole pulled her head free from Sarah's seductive embrace. It felt like she was coming up for air after a long dive, and she panted heavily while staring at the ceiling. The hands abruptly stopped, allowing her to regain some semblance of herself, as the waves of her approaching orgasm receded.

Sarah opened her eyes as Nicole pulled away from her, and she couldn't help but laugh quietly as she saw the flustered girl gasping for air while staring into the middle distance. The poor thing looked like she was fit to burst. Her cheeks were redder than they'd ever been tonight, with the blush going so far as to spread down her neck, and her eyes still looked hazy despite her clear efforts to regain focus. Sarah could probably have made her cum with just five more seconds and a single hand, but that wasn't her goal. What she'd wanted was to make Nicole hot and bothered until she could barely resist Tom, and it looked like it had worked.

Withdrawing her hands from Nicole's body, she pulled Tom's paws away too. She didn't want him pushing Nicole over the edge for no reason, not after all the hard work she'd put in. His hands went wordlessly back to Nicole's hips as Sarah straightened up in front of him. "Ooh, that was a fun dare Tom. I think Nicole liked it," she giggled, as Nicole screwed her eyes shut and took a shuddering breath in.

Sarah slipped away to get the hat, hoping that Nicole would be too flustered to notice that the round had ended, only for you to intervene. "The round's over Nicole," you muttered, regaining your voice after Sarah had shut you down. For a moment, Nicole sat still, wondering what you meant, until she remembered why she was sat where she was. It was a forfeit, and now it was over.

As quickly as she could, she untangled her hands from Tom's cock and his boxers, shoving herself off of his lap to land on the couch beside him and hurriedly closing up her jeans again. She would have gone further, but she didn't trust her jelly legs to be steady enough to carry her to another couch. Tom simply smirked beside her at her short retreat, making her huff as she tried to straighten her clothes out. She turned her back on him to pull her bra back into place, covering up her hard nipples that were jutting through her thin shirt.

He'd already felt more of her than he should, she didn't want him to see it all too.

Back across the room, Sarah closed in on Matt again. With the hat in one hand, she put the other on his shoulder and used that to lower herself back into his lap. "See, I was on my best behavior," Sarah bragged, giving him a kiss on the cheek as she got comfy on to of him. Thankfully for Sarah, Matt didn't mind her hands brushing against Tom's, he had obviously been more worried about her lips meeting his. As Sarah dipped a hand into the hat, she decided to flirt with Matt a little more, for being such a good sport.

"Who do you think was hotter, Nicole or Miranda?" she asked. She had put on a show with both of them, now she wanted to hear the reviews. There was a moment of silence as Matt thought. A girl you were interested in asking if you thought another girl was hot was always trouble, and he knew better than to set foot in that trap. "You," he answered, "you're the hottest."

"Good answer," Sarah replied with a laugh, giving Matt a quick kiss before returning to drawing a name. Things were progressing nicely for her. Nicole's orgasm was almost on a hair trigger, Tom was right next to her, and the only person working against Nicole and Tom fucking was John. With the hat in her own control, Sarah was sure she'd get what she wanted in no time.

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