Up to see Sarah

Armed with what Miranda said about you and Tom you set off marching up the stairs, eager to confront Sarah and put a stop to her scheming once and for all. Reaching the landing you stride confidently up to her bedroom door, knocking firmly before opening it and stepping inside. Sarah is kneeling on her bed, messing with her phone as you come in but she puts it down to speak. "Well well John, I was beginning to think you weren't coming-" She starts, her voice playful again, but you cut her off.

"Sarah, I'm going to speak first." You say as commandingly as you can. To your irritation Sarah just smiles before miming zipping her lips and sitting back to let you talk. "Your little plot, with Miranda and Tom, it's not going to work." You state, making her raise an eyebrow. "I've spoken with Miranda, and she's told me that she likes me and that she's not interested in Tom, or his dick, or anything to do with him, so stop wasting your time and drop it. Lets just go back to playing the game like normal, okay?"

You were dismayed to see that as you spoke Sarah didn't appear discouraged, instead the smile on her face only grew wider. "May I speak now?" She asks, her voice dripping with faux politeness. "Fine." You grumble, folding your arms. "Have you considered Miranda might not have been entirely honest?" She asks.

"I doubt it."

"What, exactly, did she say?" She asks, not convinced by your answer.

"She said she liked me and my dick and that Toms was intimidating." When you say that final word Sarah bursts into laughter. "Intimidating?" She cackles. "That's just another way of saying it's huge. Tell me John, do you think girls get wet when they're intimidated?" She asks sarcastically.

You shake your head while glaring at her. "Oh, that's funny, then how come Miranda was dripping wet while Toms monster cock was 'intimidating' her mouth?"

"You're lying." You spit at her.

"I'm not." She replies, still smiling infuriatingly. "I wish you'd gotten here sooner so I could show you how wet she was. You could have licked her dripping girlcum off my fingers." When she says this she runs her own tongue up her slender finger as a demonstration, making eye contact with you all the while.

"Enough." You announce, frustrated to your limit. "Miranda's not a cock loving slut like you." If Sarah was hurt by this insult, she didn't show it. " I believe her and you can't convince me otherwise. Now why did you call me here?" When you ask this Sarah lithely steps down off the bed and closes the distance between you both.

"Remember that little proposition I gave you earlier?" She asks, running a fingernail along your collarbone, sending shivers down your spine. "That if you fucked me then you could share me and Miranda?" You think you know where she's going with this and inhale to respond, but Sarah isn't done. "That deal's off the table." When she says this she needles her fingernail into your skin a little harder, not enough to draw blood but enough to leave a clear scratch.

You refuse to let any pain show as you stare Sarah down. "The new deal," she continues, "Involves even more sharing. If you agree you'll have to share me and your cute little crush with Tom." When she finishes her sentence she flicks you on the chest. You shake your head immediately. "Why would I agree to a deal that's worse than the last one?" You ask, slapping Sarahs hand away from your chest.

"Insurance. If you agree I'll do everything I can to make sure she fucks you first. If you don't, I'll go back to turning her into Toms fucktoy. Besides, Miranda is going to fuck him anyway, she's gotten a taste for his 'intimidating' cock now, at least this way you'll have me to play with while she's bouncing on his mammoth rod." As she finishes her sentence she takes another step forward and pushes her body against yours, her bare breasts mashed against your chest.

"What do you say John? Will you share your toys? I know Tom likes to play rough but I can make him promise not to break Miranda too badly." She mewls, moving her hands to the shamefully erect dick in your pants. This all seems completely ridiculous to you. Sarahs deal is worse than the last, and you've already been reassured by Miranda that she has no interest in Tom. The only reason you would take this deal is if you doubted Miranda, but you don't at all, right?

Although, what Sarah said about making Miranda fuck you does pique your interest. Maybe there's a way you could make Sarah see through that part of the bargain before breaking the deal and slipping away with your freshly fucked crush.