Tom (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

When Sarah read Tom's name on the slip of paper, she had to lock her knees together to keep herself from kicking her feet in joy. This had been exactly the name she had been hoping for, and she had gotten it whilst she was exactly where she wanted to be. Finally, it seemed like things were going her way.

One stroke of good luck didn't mean her plan had succeeded yet, however. She still had some acting to do before she could start on breaking Matt.

"Ohh, I drew Tom," she whispered to him, putting on a pout and a low tone to suggest she was actually disappointed by what she had found. "God, just look at him, sitting there with his big dick just flopped out," she continued, "what a pervert."

Tom was indeed still showing off his massive cock, sitting back with his legs spread to let every girl get a good eyeful. Sarah however, wasn't actually upset by this, and neither were any of the other girls for that matter. Miranda was openly eyeing it's length as she edged closer to him, one hand barely concealing her pussy while the other lazily hid her breasts, and Nicole kept stealing glances at it through her thick spectacles whenever she thought no one was looking.

His horse-cock wasn't quite as big and hard as it had been when Nicole was eating Miranda's pussy, but even when it had wilted slightly it still enraptured every hetero woman's lurid imagination, and put Matt's puny one-incher to shame.

"W-w-wasn't him getting his d-dick out your idea?" Matt asked, his confusion overwhelming his desire to agree with whatever Sarah said.

"Yeah, I guess it was," Sarah frowned, "but I didn't expect him to still have it out. Look at it, so biiiig and hard, it's weirding me out. Could you tell him to put it away?" She turned to look at him as she asked that, tilting her head and batting her puppy dog eyes at him to really pile the pressure on.

"M-me?! I-I don't. . . I m-mean," he stuttered instantly, pathetic fear already evident on his face at just the thought of a confrontation with Tom. Sarah had known there would be no way he could ever do it, she just wanted tot see him squirm for a little while.

"No, it's okay," she patted his head condescendingly, "I'll handle it." Turning her back on him once more, Sarah let a smile play on her lips for a second, before she cleared her throat to speak to the room.

"Tom," she said his name as seriously as she could, trying to maintain the façade that he had made her uncomfortable. That façade nearly slipped when he turned to face her, grabbing his dick and pointing it towards her like it was a microphone.

"'Sup babe?" He asked, cool as a cucumber even with his cock right out in front of her. A lot of people found his undying confidence irritating, but Sarah found it charming (at least, she found it charming once she knew he had a massive dick to back it up). After only a couple of words, she was already having to suppress a womanly giggle.

"You see, Tom," she said, "the issue is that I think your dick is making some people a little uncomfortable. I mean, just look at Nicole, she can't stop blushing about it!"

Nicole went even pinker at being called out like that, her eyes turning studiously away to stare at the lofty and dusty corner of the room. Sarah had to drive her nails into her palm to keep from smirking at the sight, before she continued speaking.

"So, I dare you to put it away, after you let me suck it."

She had purposefully saved the most scandalous part of her idea for the end, she wanted it to have the maximum punch on the dork behind her. Based on the way he tensed up suddenly beneath her ass, her words had done exactly that. Already, she could hear his breathing quicken as he began to sputter a worthless argument.

"Sarah! What-!" He whisper-yelled, his shock somehow overriding his usual stutter. A manicured hand on his bare chest shut him up, as Sarah wheeled around in her seat to face him again.

"If I just told him to put it away then he would have argued with me," she explained innocently, "besides, this should keep him happy for at least half an hour. Everyone wins!"

If Sarah thought it was difficult to keep a straight face while looking at Nicole, then doing it while facing down Matt's trembling visage was an Olympic-level challenge. The genuine confusion in his eyes, as his thin bottom lip hung open and his eyebrows furrowed furiously together, almost made her burst out laughing on the spot. Fortunately for her she was able to keep it together long enough to face forward again, where a pleasant surprise was waiting for her.

While she had been distracted, Tom had quietly crossed the room, and now 12 inches of dick was pointed right into her face like she was staring down the barrel of a very sexy gun. The only way she could hide her smile from looking at such a big cock was by opening her mouth and wrapping her lips around it.

She just give his big tip a kiss first, crimson lips embracing the highest point of his mushroom-like cockhead, while her sparkling eyes flicked up to shoot a mischievous wink at him. Wordlessly, he smiled back at her, before laying a strong hand on top of her head, a display of dominance that Sarah loved when a guy could really pull it off.

In a final effort to keep up her lie that she was about to suck his dick for altruistic reasons, she pried her eager lips off of it, and held it with one hand as she readjusted herself in her seat. She tried to make it seem like she was just making herself comfortable, but really she was just sitting back further in Matt's lap so he wouldn't be able to look anywhere without seeing her head bobbing forward and back in another man's crotch.

"Remember, once I'm done sucking it, you have to put this big thing away," she told him, one hand slowly pumping his thick shaft even as she tried to act tough.

"You suck it good enough, I'll put it wherever you want," he replied.

"Deal," she giggled, before bringing his cock to her mouth again. With a low moan of need that she couldn't quite hide, she wrapped her lips around his gleaming helmet once more. Precum spilled over her tongue as she skillfully lapped at his cockhead, tickling his glans to get more of that salty taste.

While her mouth was busy pleasuring his dickhead, she worked his shaft with one hand. Or at least, she tried to. Tom's shaft was much too thick for her to get her fingers all the way around it. It really took two hands to tame a monster like his, a fact that made her wet every time she thought about it. Gleefully, she brought her left hand up to join in on the fun alongside her right, the two of them just about managing to get a good grip on his girthy python.

That seemed to really turn Tom on, if his deep grunt was anything to go by, and hearing him groan really, really, turned her on. Everything about Tom was just so intoxicatingly masculine, all she could think about was all the different ways she could use her body to pleasure him. Just feeling his fingers drum on the back of her head made her want to **** herself on his cock, spluttering on his yardstick dick until he gave her permission to stop.

He really was like the anti-Matt. From his huge cock, to his easy confidence, to his genuine aura of alpha male dominance, he was the total opposite of the pasty dork that she was currently sitting on. maybe that was why she hated Matt so much.

Pushing those boring thoughts aside for more fun ones, Sarah returned her full attention to the rock-hard fuckstick in her mouth. That was the least it deserved. Batting her eyelashes up at Tom, she gave him a slow wink before pushing her lips forward down his cock. Her plump pillows advanced slowly down his dick, before she pulled her red haired head back.

Usually, she would have deepthroated Tom's cock to get it all lubed up for the fun that followed, but that wasn't what she was going to do this time. Since all she could do right now was suck Tom's cock, she saw no need to soak it with spit for later, and she also had an audience to show off for. Monotonous deepthroating wouldn't be as noticeable to Matt as dynamic, head-bobbing, cock sucking. And if she did it with enough energy, her bouncing hair might even reach Matt.

Nearly giggling to herself at the thought of her long red locks whipping Matt in the face as he watched her suck Tom's dick, she bobbed her head even more vigorously up and down the first third of Tom's cock. If he noticed her deviation in technique, he didn't complain, instead he just used the hand on her head to guide her along to the tempo that she was setting anyway.

After a few moments of silent sucking, Sarah decided that just teasing Matt visually wasn't enough. If he closed his eyes, he would miss out on the sight of his dream girl wrapping her lips around a cock that made his look like an outie belly button.
"Mmph, mmh, ahh," she moaned around Tom's length, pretending like she was struggling with it even though she would normally have been down to his balls right now. Despite trying to act like the sounds only resulted form her difficulties in taking his dick, her own pleasure seeped in, tinging her moans with an undeniable pink of happiness.

Either her moaning was effecting Matt, or her moving in his lap was triggering a physical reaction, because she began to feel her "seat" develop a new lump underneath her. The difference was small, so small that she almost laughed around Tom's cock, but she could still feel it.

Matt's little pecker had gotten hard.

"Oh my god, that must be so fucking humiliating!" She thought, pushing a little deeper down Tom's dick to keep from laughing. "I'm sucking a real man's dick and all Matt can do is get hard about it! I guess at least part of him can stand up for itself." That last thought made her uncharacteristically splutter around Tom's cock, and drool spilled over her pouty lips and down her chin as she choked down her laughter using Tom's dick.

Sadistically, Sarah pushed herself back in Matt's lap, grinding her ass against his hard, little, dick like she was sitting on a pebble. His dick was so small that she couldn't tell if it was so much as twitching, but she hoped that she could make him bust in his pants before she had even gotten done sucking Tom's dick. Surely that would have been embarrassment enough for him to never show his face around her ever again.

The strong hand on her head suddenly brought her full attention back to Tom. Easily, he dragged her pretty face to halfway down his cock, until his swollen tip tickled her tonsils. Sarah didn't know if her blowjob had lost intensity as her thoughts had wondered, or if Tom simply wanted more, but now her one track mind was back to thoughts of pleasuring Tom's dick.

Her slender right hand continued to glide up and down his shaft, using her own sloppy spit for lube, whilst her left slid all the way down his cock to his balls. They were like a pair of plums, nearly spilling out of her soft palm as she gently massaged his sack, her long fingernails grazing his sensitive skin with just the right amount of ****.

"Ah, fuck," Tom grunted, "you love sucking that cock, don't you good girl?"

"Mmhm," Sarah moaned around his girth, her need to be a dirty talking slut overriding her desire to act **** for Matt. To prove how much of a good girl she was, she pulled her mouth back so that Tom's cockhead just rested on her tongue, whilst both of her hands corkscrewed up and down it's length. Through it all she stared up at him with needy eyes, mascara spilling down her cheeks from when she had spluttered on his dick.

She knew from experience that the **** slut act was something he loved, and sure enough, he soon voiced his approval.

"Damn girl, you keep that up and this dare's gonna be over in 30 seconds," he groaned through gritted teeth. Sarah knew he was exaggerating, but it did give her another idea. When Tom did cum, it would be up to her where he did it, and she had a few ideas about where to place his shot.

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