Sarah, but she makes it a contest

Miranda only held the slip up for a moment before she returned it to the hat, announcing the name as she put it down. "Sarah!" She yelled in a singsong voice, making her friend look up from across the room. "I've got a contest, for you and your boy toy," Miranda pointed to Matt, who was still under Sarah as she spoke. "This is gonna be like a race, so you might want to get untangled from each other first," she commented, as Sarah practically had her legs wrapped around Matt's waist as she listened to her dare.

The two of them took a second to do as Miranda advised, with Sarah pushing herself back off of him and allowing Matt to pull his legs out from under her. You noticed that both of them were marked by telltale signs of arousal, a tent in Matt's pants and a sheen on Sarah's inner thigh respectively, and you also saw Matt's neck and jawline were marked by lipstick stains from where his crush had kissed him. It seemed you weren't the only one being very, very, lucky tonight.

"You two ready?" Miranda asked as they finally separated completely, sitting on the couch next to each other and awaiting Miranda's command. Despite being fully nude, Sarah made no attempt to cover any part of herself. She just sat with her hands on her knees, her slightly parted legs exposing her wet pussy and her large breasts on full display. The only thing she wore was a look of excitement as she and Matt sat forward in anticipation of Miranda's contest.

"Clean me up, first to do it wins!" Your crush shouted, pointing to the sticky mess on her chest.

In an instant, Matt was on his feet and out the door. As he passed, you heard him muttering Sarah's directions to the laundry room from earlier: "Down the hall, on the left, opposite the pool table?" His recounting of the path didn't sound right to you, but that was the least of your concerns for his plan. Across the room, you shared a look of confusion with Nicole, who held up the towel she had used to dry Tom. In Matt's haste he had apparently forgotten the multiple drying implements already in the room.

Sarah watched him go with a similar look of bemusement to your own, before turning her attention to Miranda and her target. Running a hand through her long red hair to send it coursing down her back, Sarah got to her feet and approached you and your crush in your lap. "I think I know how you really wanted to get cleaned up," she said, putting her hands on your crush's hips and bending forward so their faces were level.

For a second you thought they were going to kiss again, and you leant around Miranda for a better view, but instead Sarah bent down even lower. Her long tongue lolled out of her mouth to lick the first drop of cum off of Miranda's hardened nipple, making her giggle and bounce in your lap. "I'll admit, I was kinda hoping you'd get the hint," Miranda sighed, her voice hitching and her fingernails digging into your knee as Sarah licked her other nipple.

Despite already craning your neck in anticipation of them kissing, you had to lean even further to one side to watch this unexpected show. The second hottest girl you knew was giving the hottest a tongue bath like she was a mucky kitten, and the whole thing was playing out in your lap. If you had a 4k camera and a microscope, you still couldn't have gotten a good enough view of the sight. Not to mention the sensation. If you hadn't just came, then feeling your crush writhing and twitching from Sarah's ministrations would have made you bust a nut in your pants.

Sarah didn't seem to give a shit about your crush's spit gleaming on her tits, she happily lapped it up as she focused on swallowing every drop of your creamy cum that she could. Her hands cupped Miranda's breasts, lifting them up to make them easier to lick. Since the dare she had been given was so vague, she could do whatever she wanted to Miranda's 36C breasts, a fact that Sarah took full advantage of.

Her hands that held up Miranda's tits also groped them thoroughly, squeezing their soft flesh until your crush was **** to breathe a sigh of pleasure. Even while squeezing those titties, Sarah's mouth kept working. She polished your crush's nipples first, sucking every last molecule of your jizz off of them while looking up at Miranda's face with mischievous eyes.

Once her nipples were too well polished to allow any pretense of cleaning them, Sarah moved on to the rest of Miranda's soft boob-flesh. Her tongue traced round and round the perfect tits that you had fantasized about, giving them an oral treatment that you had dreamt of delivering personally. The whole process made your beautiful crush quiver and shake repeatedly, clearly enjoying the handling that she had called down on to herself.

Obviously, you weren't the only one watching the sexy show. Tom and Nicole were both enraptured by the sight. Tom was watching for the simple reason of two hot girls putting their mouths on each other. Nicole's reasons were more complex and more confusing to her. Part of her reason for staring was that same jealousy as before, wishing she had a pair of breasts substantial enough to instantly command a whole room's attention.

Another part of her reason for looking was simple curiosity. Miranda looked so genuinely happy to have another girl lapping at her teat, despite being straight, that Nicole had to wonder what exactly was going on. Was it just the sensation, or the attention, or did Miranda actually have a thing for Sarah? As Nicole thought Sarah finished cleaning one boob, and leant up to gently kiss Miranda's lips before moving over to the other. It was almost impressive how they managed to turn licking up a guy's cum into a Sapphic thing. Nicole was heterosexual herself, she thought, but watching this was making her blush again.

"There," Sarah sighed as she rested back on her haunches, "I think you're too clean for me to have an excuse to keep licking you." Your crush wriggled impatiently in your lap, "Oh, do you need an excuse?" She whined, reaching up with one hand to brush her fingers over her own hard nipple. "Hey, it's your own fault for making this a race," Sarah shrugged, "if you'd just asked me to do it then I could have spent a little longer licking you."

While you wished the show could have gone on longer too, in some ways, you had already seen enough. Beneath Miranda's butt, your dick was hard and rejuvenated again. Based on the way your crush pressed against it as she slid herself back into your lap, it seemed that she knew you were hard again too. Hopefully she wouldn't think you were a total perv, but who could blame you for getting hard watching her get licked up by her sexiest friend?

Sarah was back on her feet by the time Matt came back, holding what looked like a roughspun rug that had been laying on the floor somewhere. "Did I lose?" He panted, as he glanced from his own crush to Miranda's freshly cleaned tits and back. A chorus of laughter is his answer. Mot only did he lose, he missed out on seeing yet more girl on girl action starring his own crush, if he knew he would probably feel distraught.

Sarah took the rug out of his hands and tossed it to the floor beside Nicole's towel. "Yeah, you were just a little too slow babe," she laughed, "which means, I get to punish you." She drummed her fingers on his chest as she stepped in nearer to him and, for the first time tonight, he looked too nervous to enjoy being close to her. Seeing his eyes widen and his cheeks flush made Sarah laugh again. "Aw, you're too cute for that," she tousled his hair, "I'll just cut you a deal instead. If you can do to me what I did to Miranda, then I'll let you off. If you're wrong, I'll make you sit on John's lap."

"Hey!" You protested, and you were pleased to hear Miranda complain in unison with yourself. It seemed she didn't want to share you as much as you didn't want Matt sitting on your knee. Matt and Sarah ignored your complaints, they were too focused on a moment of tension and smoldering eye contact. "What you did? Clean her off?" Matt asked, his eyes flicking over to your crush's tits again like he was looking for a clue. "Yes, I cleaned her up, but how?" She replied. "You've got to figure it out or we end up sitting in separate seats." She pouted playfully at the thought even though it was her own suggestion, further teasing Matt.

His eyes went back and forth between Sarah's and Miranda's boobs, like he was hoping to see some shred of evidence on their perky breasts. Only the slightest shine on Miranda's cleavage could have given any hint to what Sarah had done to her, but Miranda covered that up by replacing her arm back across her chest again. Glancing down to his crush's hard nipples, Matt leant down slowly towards them. His eyes flicked up to questioningly meet hers, silently asking if he was on the right track, but Sarah's twinkling eyes betrayed nothing.

With a deep breath, Matt opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and licked his crush's erect nipple. "Ha, you know me too well," Sarah congratulated him, pulling him into a hug and pulling his face into her cleavage. When she let him go he was so dazed that he wordlessly sat back down, running a hand through his hair as he breathed a sigh of relief. Not only had he got to lick his crush's tits, she had thanked him for it. That must have really taken the sting out of losing the challenge.

While he recuperated, Sarah picked up the hat from the table. "Since I won, I'll still be drawing next though," she told him, climbing back into his lap as she spoke. Now she was sat side-on on top of him, with her ass on his crotch, an arm around his shoulders, and her feet resting on the couch beside him. The ball was back in her court now, and she intended to make the most of the opportunity. She could, perhaps, see about helping Tom improve his win/loss record against Nicole.

As Sarah stirred the hat, you spoke quietly with Miranda. "I know you've kissed before, but have you ever done that with Sarah before?" You whispered into Miranda's ear, your head already filled with images of their tender mouths exploring each other's hot bodies. There was a moment of silence as Miranda seemed to think, before eventually replying. "A lady never kisses and tells," she muttered, turning her blushing face away from you and heaping more fuel on the fire in your head.

Across from you, Sarah finally produced a slip of paper.

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