Sarah drags John towards her room (wild midnight edition)

John felt as his body moves mechanically, following Sarah out of the living room, completely autonomously to his brain, his head still turned towards the others sitting around the coffee table, his eyes jumping from one face to another between the people sitting there. He was searching for looks of encouragement, pity or anything really, but out of the 4 teens out there, only Matt looked at him briefly, before his face disappeared obstructed by the wall, as John's body was dragged out of the room. Nicole and Miranda seemed too ashamed to look him in the eyes, and Tom seemed to have forgotten about him already, his attention focused solely on naked flesh of John's childhood friend in his lap.

Disheartened, John didn't knew what to think about it, images of Nicole and Miranda reddened, embarrassed faces engraved in his mind, haunting him, as he barely registered where his feet were leading him.

"If the girls were disliking what Tom was doing with them - why they allowed him to behave like this ? Why not say anything to protest ? Surely they were not enjoying it ? And if Tom was indeed molesting them against their will, why haven't I stepped in to stop him when it all begun ? Why I was so powerless to do anything about it ?" - the thoughts gnawed on John's soul. But he knew technically Tom haven't done anything against the rules yet, as much as he hated the smug bastard, he would be the one in the wrong, should he tried to interrupt with the flow of the game.

"How did we end up in situation like that anyway, with Nicole of all people starting it ... ?" - he wondered.

When he came back to reality from his deep pondering, he and Sarah were already on the second floor, the redhead cheerleader captain opening the door to her own room, unceremoniously pushing him inside before stepping in herself, locking the doors behind her right back afterwards. Before John was able to gather his thoughts, he found himself in another awkward situation. There was something strange in the way Sarah acted towards him, he was too occupied with his dark thoughts to notice that before, but when he found himself standing face to face with her locked alone in her own bedroom, John's body tensed with uneasiness of that new development.

Sarah tried to look composed in front of her friends, but when she closed the doors to her room behind her, and she was finally one on one with John in her familiar room, she felt her back slumping against the woodwork, as she signed noticeably as if huge burden was thrown of her back. John was looking at her quizzingly as she was standing in that same spot for few seconds, without moving or saying anything, taking her time to catch her breath and clear her mind. John only noticing now how amazing her bountiful chest looked heaving up and down with her every breath, covered in light material of her skimpy sleeveless blouse.

"- Look ... I appreciate the help Sarah, I really do, but I don't understand why you had to drag me with you all the way up here. " - he was unsure how to start that conversation, trying hard not to stare at her features below her face.

To be honest, he barely knew Sarah, hardly ever even exchanging greeting with her until recently. Most of what he knew about her was either from rumors about her reputation, which were a common knowledge around the school, or from the awestruck, glorifying monologues of his friend Matt, portraying Sarah as an Angel walking among men, the two viewpoints completely contradicting one another. He knew Nicole was a friend of hers, so she couldn't be all bad, but he never talked with her about their friendship.

Sarah lifted her eyes that were pointing towards the floor, up to John's face, while trying to wear a comforting, reassuring expression, her **** smile however failing to hide her uneasiness that was eating away at her underneath. She started walking towards him very slowly, but half the way through turned around sideways abruptly, as if she changed her mind in the last second, and continued walking slowly in that new direction around the bed in the center of the room, so he could no longer look into her face, or lower... Her right hand was extended towards the edge of her bed, as if she held it there to support herself should she fall, her steps indeed shaky.

"- Oh ... You know ... I was just thinking, that I needed a minute of break from the game out there, and I thought that you could use one too." - she continued to walk away from him very slowly, nervously turning her head around very briefly towards the end when she spoke about him.

John observed her weird parade through her room with furrowed brow unable to read her intentions, trying not to acknowledge before his own consciousness that his eyes lingered a lot on her trained youthful body, as he listened to her explanation. If anything else, it did a good job of taking off his mind from his misery, until she reminded him about it again with her words.

"- What ? Why ? Didn't you see I was having a time of my live ? Best party ever." - he couldn't keep his cool anymore, his words soaked with bitterness. But then he realized he was getting too emotional.

"- Stop it John. You don't have to be silly about it, I could see that you were struggling to stay calm down there, am I wanted to help you." - now on the other side of the bed, she turned around again towards the boy, the bed it between them allowing her to look him in the eyes comfortably.

"- Well, you shouldn't have. I was doing totally fine, never been better." - he continued.

"- I can see that you are hurting, but please just let it go." - she tried to calm him down, but he only was getting more and more agitated. John didn't want to look like a total looser, but he just couldn't stop the stream of sorrow and anger seeping through his lips.

"- Like I said - Amazing party! And other seemed to have a blast too ! Tom even had it twice - both times inside Miranda's mouth ... She seemed to like it - so I guess everyone has a great time, thanks for invite !" - his voice begun to break towards the end of that short tirade, his eyes becoming glassy.

Seeing that he is breaking down Sarah forgot about how she tried to maintain a safe distance between them, and leapt to his side to support his limping frame from collapsing in with misery.

She ran to his side, and softly embraced his torso in a comforting hug, showing great care and considerateness.

Even though he barely knew her, that girl was showing him great compassion and understanding, patiently letting him get over his sorrows in the reassuring softness of her arms (and even greater that of her huge, mellow breasts pushed against his lower torso). Despite her relatively short stature, the boy felt nursed as if held in his on mother's embrace, as Sarah gently stroked his back with her palms.

" Eh silly boys, always the same, getting upset when someone takes one of their toys away" - she thought. Sarah was no stranger to comforting men, somehow she could never walk past someone in need without giving them a pick up, and it was obvious to her even earlier downstairs than John was in anguish.

"- You must not get so worked up over it sweetie. I see you must have had some feelings for Miranda, but don't beet yourself over what happened." - she said to John, when after a while of just standing there and holding him, she sat down with him on the bed, still having her arm around his back.

"- No. I mean ... we are just friends ..." - John tried to deny his crush on Miranda, even though probably half of the school knew about it.

"- Is ok John. Maybe you like her, maybe you don't, but you have to remember we all came here to just have some fun. And Miranda does exactly that - it is not like she is going to marry Tom after tonight. And neither is Nicole." - she added.

Somehow this words didn't do a lot to lift John's spirit.

"- Miranda really needed to have some fun, she was keeping herself to tight, always focused on her studies or the school council business, and she was getting frustrated. I thought that experienced guy like Tom would be a good guy for her to have a little fun with before she graduates, but i didn't knew you had a crush on her. You should have done something sooner !" - Sarah opened up in front of John.

"- I ... I don't think it is an option anymore ... - John felt as if his pursuit of Miranda was getting hopeless.

"- No silly ! It doesn't have to be like this ! Miranda came here to have some fun, but it doesn't mean that Tom has to be the one she has it with. You can be out there in his place ! Who knows where the dare game will take us ?" - Sarah tried to motivate him to have some fun during the party.

"- It looks to me she already decided though ..." - John had a tiny amount of hope in him left, but it wasn't much.

"- Of course she have not ! - Sarah smiled genuinely towards John trying to lift up his spirit, and then she remembered something she heard from Miranda once.

"- Ok since you seem like you need a boost to your confidence, I'll do something I never do usually, and tell you a secret about Miranda." - she spoke her eyes shinning with joy. Contrary to what she just said - she was giving up people's secrets left and right, and she loved it.

"- What could that possibly have to do with me". - John was surprised, but he could not deny his curiosity about learning something that his high-school's Miss Perfect had to hide.

"- Everything actually" - Sarah was giggling now, seeing that John is looking way better now hooked into the conversation, no longer wallowing in misery.

"- You see ... Miranda is still a virgin ..." - she started slowly articulating every word, and John nodded, it was a common knowledge among boys at school. If any guy at school would have managed to fuck Miranda, he would surely start bragging about it immediately.

"- ... and she was never in any serious relationship until now ... - this was much more surprising for John to hear, with the amount of guys always following Miranda around he imagined she must have at least dated someone outside of the school or something.

"- ... aaaaand, when I was talking to her recently, and I told her she should try giving the boys a chance, and start dating ..." - Sarah paused there for a second and then finished - " imagine my surprise when she answered, that she was thinking about doing that herself already ! - she said cheerfully looking at his reaction.

John listened carefully to her every word, trying to analyze their meaning, looking for some great revelation hidden in between the words, but somehow he felt like he is missing the punch line.

"Sure - Miranda 'considers' starting to date with guys - I guess that was the 'great secret'." It wasn't a completely worthless information, but he failed to see how knowing about it could improve his chances of them getting together. If anything it meant ashole Tom had a pole position in that race. "Or rather a few laps advantage already ..." - he bitterly corrected himself.

"- Good for her ... I guess ... Still, It looks like she wants to have nothing to do with me though." - he said disillusioned, confused why Sarah kept smiling when listening to his reaction.

"- Really ? Then I guess you don't want to hear that after saying she wants to start dating guys, Miranda said she already has someone in her mind, she thinks would be perfect for her, no ? - Sarah grinned slightly mischievously, looking how John's pupils in his eyes suddenly grew larger.

...

... John did not dare to breath in anticipation ...

...

"- W... Who ... ?" - he whispered fearfully.

" You, you big dummy ! " - Sarah had a field day, observing how boys feelings displayed on his face changed several times in a very short time span. From anticipation, to shock, through disbelief, finally to dreamy bewilderment.

Sarah chuckled but deep down she felt a bit annoyed as well. "Another guy head over heels in love with Miss Perfect ... - no wonder there are so many guys with broken hears at our school, with most of them pilling after the same girl ..." - she thought. Sarah liked Miranda as a friend, but being as compassionate as she was, she could not help but feel sorry for all the good guys that had their hearts and hopes broken by her aloof friend.

She wanted to be supportive of John, trying to build up his confidence, but deep down in her mind a malicious thought begun to take root. Miranda would not be a good match with John. She would probably go on a couple of awkward dates with a poor guy, get anxious and break his heart, like she did with so many other good kids like him before.

Oh no. Miranda needed to be thoroughly, savagely and mercilessly fucked by someone who would not give a damn about her! Her snobbish nose stomped into a puddle of cum, her naive attitude shattered with a huge cock shoved down her throat, her pristine aura destroyed when her belly would swell with his seed. Only then she would learn what real life was like all around her, when she flew in a bubble above other people's heads, and pay for all the suffering she caused to half of the guys at school...

How convenient that right man for the job was already here ...

Submerged in his own conundrum of thoughts, John didn't noticed a sudden change in Sarah's expression, and dark aura of wickedness that for a second, overshadowed her usual cheerful caring nature. But it lasted for but a second, and then it vanished, never to come to the surface again. But it was still there and growing deep under the skin level.

"Poor John" - Sarah thought to herself - "I must do something for this poor boy. Miranda will break his heart for sure, she already did, Tom probably will be taking her for 3rd time downstairs soon." - the red headed cheerleader started to regret giving John a false hope about Miranda. She resolved that she has to do everything in her power to steer his thoughts away from Miranda, into another direction.

"- You are alright John ?" - she faked amusement. - "You have been quiet for like a couple minutes now. I didn't fry your brain with too much information or something, didn't I ?

"- ... What ? Oh ... No. No, I am fine" - he chuckled nervously, embarrassed to be caught spacing out ... again.

"- Are you sure ? You looked like you had seen a ghost." - she giggled, slowly deliberately pulling herself closer to the guy.

She extended her hand towards his chin, grabbed it, and holding it moved his head from left to right, pretending to be a doctor examining his face, using this as an excuse to bring her own face close to his. John was in a bit euphoric mood right now, after learning that his long time Crush had a feelings of her own towards him, so he thought extra high right now, his mood swinging back and forth like pendulum, so he was grinning silly at SSarah, completely unaware of her plans.

At one moment he was smiling cluelessly, looking at her face closing in on him, next, he felt her lips smash softly but firmly over his own. His eyes went wide in surprise, her strawberry flavored lips for a moment mashing over his, but just when he started instinctively to reciprocate, Sarah quickly pulled away from him with confident, satisfied smile on her face. If John thought he was starting to understand what kind of person Sarah was a minute ago, he was totally stupefied now, all of that knowledge worth nothing.

"- What was that about" - he said genuinely puzzled, his eyes checking smug looking girl in front of him, looking undeniably hot and alluring. A few minutes ago she was like caring mother, then, a friendly funny cousin you could share secrets with. Now her whole presence felt erotic and provocative, her body suddenly looking unbelievably tempting, her skin glowing, pheromones permeating the air around her. All because of one short kiss.

"- Well." - she said seductively playing with her hair. - " I figured if you really think you can stand any chance with Miranda, you need to loosen up, otherwise, you will never get her attention while Tom is around her.

Just mentioning his name was enough to wipe the weird smirk off from the John's face. The euphoric elation waned, and he had to confront the depressing circumstances of reality.

"- But don't worry, I'll try to help you with that" - Sarah leaned forwards to look into slightly lowered face of John again.

"- Thanks, I guess ... but How ? " - having an ally in the game helping him get with Miranda would be a huge help on its own, but Sarah was right - if he will not get bolder himself - he will never stand a chance against full of himself jerk such as Tom.

"- I already said that before. You need to loosen up ! Miranda came here to get some fun, you must show her that being with you is fun. If you will be so tense all the time she will pick someone else over you every time.

John nodded to what she was saying with determined look, like a young student being tutored by renown Master of secret Arts.

"- You must show her, that you are the guy that can show her a good time. Not by going on tame dates with her for a year holding hands. You need to prove to her, that you are ready to show her a good time, now, tonight, right there in front of everybody." - Sarah felt good coaching young guy and having his undivided attention.

"- Are you a guy that can go downstairs right now, lean over her and sweep her of her feet with one powerful kiss, and then give her the time of her life ?" - she said rising her voice trying to incite the usually proper and polite guy.

"- Well ... But whats the point..." - he stopped when he saw her raised eyebrow - " I mean ... yes ..." - John was a bit embarrassed to play right into Sarah's hand, but he was resolved to listen to her advice.

"- I didn't hear a guy a bold guy say anything, only some wimp making excuses again" - she tried to make him angry this time.

"- Yes. I am a guy like that. - this time John repeated more firmly.

"- Like what exactly ? A wimp like you could never get a girl like Miranda or me ! - she chuckled pretending to make fun of him, this time really playing on his feelings.

But it was working.

"- I am no wimp ! I will go downstairs, and make her mine, and then show her I am more of a man than Tom is ! - this time John was almost shouting.

"- Pff, I don't believe you. You ? a man ? You will probably chicken at first opportunity" - the continued mocking him.

"- Oh just you watch ! I'll go there and show you !" - John totally gotten into his role at this point.

"- Pfff ! Chicken !"

"- I am not !"

"- Chicken" !

"- NO I AM NOT !"

"- Then Prove it !" - Sarah smiled rising her eyebrow provocatively.

"- What ? ... How ?" - John's blood was buzzing, he was really eager to show that cheeky sexy woman in front of him, that he too can be an Alpha male, and steal Miranda from Tom.

"- Prove it to me ! Show on me that you can sweep Miranda of her feet with a single move !" - she nearly shouted in his face flaunting her body provocatively in front of his red from all this excitement face.

John hesitated for a short while, something within him feeling it was wrong, hes head was all fuzzy at this moment, conditioned by Sarah's coaching to do exactly what she spurred him to do, but something on the edge of his consciousness pleaded him to stop. But as he was unable to get a firm read of what was that one thing, his eyes wandered over the delicious well trained body of gorgeous teenager in front of him, her full tights crossing as she sat on the edge of the bed, her amazing delightfully round rump squashing bed sheet under her, and the most amazing tits - an envy of entire school, stretching the fabric of her sleeveless blouse, that right now looked ridiculously too small to contain them.

And then his hesitation ended, the cautious voice in his head lost in between the sound of his rapidly beating heart. With his determination reinforced with lust - John leaped on the seductively looking girl in front of him, like a starving Jaguar on the defenseless baby deer, wildly, without any technique, relying purely on instinct.

In savage tussle that ensued, neither of them could hear, or see, when the doors to the room cracked open ...

Authors Notes

Hello dear readers.
This chapter here is the failed version of the real chapter 14 I published earlier. I was writing it in the middle of the night, and my mind was kind of working on autopilot. Somehow when I was half asleep when writing it, I thought that making Sarah agresively brainwash John, turning him into wild animal, using weird quasi-motivational techniques was a good idea ;]
But when I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes I realised it was a silly way to bring the story forward, and I ended up rewriting the ending of that chapter. I think it worked better this way, but I still wanted to show you this version of the chapter to see how you feel about it.

I will not continue the story on this path - so by all means - if you liked it - you can start your story from this point forwards.

Cheers