Sarah

“Sarah,” Miranda said and sighed. “Sorry, babe, but I guess you’re done down there.”

Sarah rose from her spot between Miranda’s legs with a smirk. “Girl, any time you want, I’ll do that again,” she said. “I was right, you are super tasty.”

“Thanks,” Miranda laughed, and slowly closed her legs as Sarah stood up. “Well, to reward you but also tease you even more Sarah, I dare you to go grind on Matt with no underwear whatsoever, but you can’t cheat and slide him in you.”

“Oh, you evil bitch,” Sarah chuckled. “I mean, you’re my evil bitch, but still.”

On her way towards Matt, who was still sitting in that same chair with his cock out and standing at attention, Sarah pulled a name from the bowl that Tiff had set back on the table.

“Tom,” Sarah announced as she climbed back up onto Matt’s chair facing him. She reached down and positioned Matt’s cock so it was pointed up his belly, and then peeled off her thong and tossed it on the table before sitting her naked pussy onto the underside of Matt’s hard cock.

Sarah pivoted as she began shifting her hips back and forth, sliding her pussy on Matt, and you saw her eyes land on Nicole for a long moment of consideration.

No, Sarah, I thought. Don’t do it. Don’t be that person.

But Sarah’s eyes kept roaming and landed on her sister, who was lounging without anything to do for several dares now. Sarah got a smirk on her face as she glanced between Tom and Tiff. “Tom, I dare you to have Tiff sit on your cock, but you’re not allowed to thrust at all. You need to just soak on that bench. Tiff, same to you. No thrusting, no wiggling.”

“Well, at least it’s a start,” Tiff said and quickly stood and dropped her sweatpants, revealing she hadn’t bothered putting on underwear when she went to change. Or maybe she’d never been wearing any to begin with? She was completely shaved down below, though was far enough from you that you didn’t get a good look. “Come on, muscleman,” she said. “Grab a seat.”

Tom did, sitting with his legs wide and his cock projecting forward and up. He was grinning from ear to ear. “Yeah, babe,” he said. “Come sit on papa’s lap.”

Tiff turned and backed her ass up to him, and then shifted slightly as she reached under her and positioned his cock at the proper entrance, and sat on him. Tom groaned, and Tiff settled down with a sigh. “You try calling yourself papa again and I’ll show you who’s boss, yeah?” she said.

I didn’t care what was going on over there. Honestly, that was the first real sex happening in the game, and I couldn’t give a single fuck. Nicole was still sucking my cock, but now Miranda had reached down and wrapped her hand around the base so Nicole could stop holding it. Now Nicole had slowly started fondling my balls, while her other hand pinched her nipples lightly. And I still had my hands full of Miranda’s tits, softly squeezing and groping, then rubbing her nipples between my thumbs and fingers and making goosebumps appear on her arms and chest.

“Ah, crap,” Tiff laughed from sitting on Tom. “Everyone is pinned down and I need to draw a name. Hold on, boo,” she said and patted Tom’s hip before she began to stand up.

“Oh, oh fuck,” Tom gasped, his eyes wide as he watched Tiff’s pussy slide back up his shaft. “Oh, yes!” he groaned, and just as Tiff was raising off of him, Tom came.

His cock, without any manual stimulation left to it, went off and splattered several blurts of cum on Tiff’s outer lips and thighs.

“Oh, shit,” Tiff laughed, looking down between her legs. “Well, oops. My bad, sorry Tom.”

“Nah, nah,” Tom groaned, reaching down and stroking his cock. “It’s fine. I’ll be good again in no time.”

“Well, alright,” Tiff said, half-doubting the confidence. Not seeming to care that she had cum between her legs, Tiff went and grabbed the bowl, bringing it back to Tom to pick from.

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