Sarah drags John towards her room

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 beat 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 tou 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 was beeing open with 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 while 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 for 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 felt extra high right now, his mood swinging back and forth like pendulum, so he was grinning silly at Sarah, 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, single strands of her fiery hair seeming to float in the electrified atmosphere of the room. All because of that 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."

"- That kiss was to build up your confidence" - she smiled gently at him, and John had to admit to himself, Matt might have been right, when describing her angelic qualities.

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

"- Please Sarah ! You've got to help me ! You know Miranda, tell me what I need to do, I can't do it without your help !" - adrenaline still rushing in his veins, John desperately pleaded to his new friend, as he moved his hands towards her, grabbed her shoulders shaking her lightly in a frantic begging attempt.

"Please John, calm down. Don't worry so much. I am here am I not ? - she looked in his eyes deeply, her own hands following his example being wrapped around his neck. -"I cant promise you anything, but I will be there for you no matter what happens."

Her motherly nurturing nature always superseded common sense reasoning for Sarah. For every other girl it would have been strange to show so much care and tenderness for a guy their barely new, but not for her. She once more embraced the trembling guy in front of her, her hands massaging the back of his head, as she pulled his face to her shoulder, nesting his face against the fragrant skin of her neck.

John excepted her caresses with great appreciation, the girl he barely knew showing him more affection than any other girl as school ever did. Enraptured in the intoxicating smell of her skin he could almost taste if he only dared to extend his tongue, with her beautiful red hair fluttering around his face, he could not compare this feeling with anything in his memory. Not giving a damn about how inappropriate it might look from the outside, he completely embraced this situation, greedily savoring the warmth of Sarah's body, his hands firmly returning the embrace.

And she did enjoy it too. Very few thing made Sarah more excited, then the feeling of a boy returning the passion of her nurturing caresses back at her, making her feel elated and dizzy, knowing that she did a good job at dispelling his anxieties and distress. She thrived on this feelings, addicted to the thrill her body experienced when it happened. When she felt rough surface of John's tongue shyly scrape against her velvety skin of her neck she was unable to suppress her arousal any longer, and a deep lovely moan of passion escaped through her mouth with a small cloud of hot air, the sounds of her moans making the small hair on the back of John's neck stand erect, making his whole body tingle. Like a spoiled child, not caring about anything else, he continued to explore the erogenous area of her neck right below her ear, completely forgetting about the party, the game, Nicole, Tom, Matt or even Miranda.

But Sarah was an experienced girl. She have been in situations like that many times, and even though she was feeling ecstatic, it wasn't enough for her to loose herself completely in this feelings, her mind still able to think somewhat reasonably.

"- Hey, hey John ... slow down a minute." - her giggling sounded lovely as she pulled John's face gently away from the corner of her neck, setting his back straight again, as she looked amused into his foggy eyes.

"- Hey lover boy, I thought you wanted me to help you with Miranda ?" - her adorable smile keeping John captivated, unable to think about anyone else at the moment.

"-I don't think we should go any further than that, they probably waiting for us downstairs already." - she tried to speak reason to the dreamy eyed boy, but she could see he wasn't truly listening.

She tried to stand up to put a bit of space in between them, but his hand suddenly launched towards her and grabbed her own, preventing her from walking away. Both their hearts were beating extremely fast and laud, when the girl turned her face back towards the boy with uncertain expression and questioning look on top of her flushed red skin.

"- I don't care about her any more ..." - John was surprised with his own words.

He was pursuing after Miranda for more than two years now. If you would tell him 3 hours ago he would abandon his quest for her to go after Sarah, he would have laughed in your face. But he wasn't laughing now, his expression was dead serious when he spoke to bewildered red headed girl in front of him again:

"- I don't care about Miranda anymore . I want you" - he said with determined look in his eyes, as he stood up to match Sarah, getting closer to her once again.

"- Don't say that stupid." - Sarah said with a saddened voice. - "Of course you still care about her. You're just confused right now." - she turned around to not look him straight in the face, trying very hard not to give him any wrong signals again, regretting that she was teasing him earlier.

And John realized that she was right, and he was making a fool of himself, but his worked up body wanted to hear none of that. He was extremely aroused, remembering the feeling of her searing hot body in his hands, her fragrance, the sweet sound of her moans, did not allow him to simply walk away from her with nothing. And even though the thought of that made John feel disgusted with himself - he knew, that Sarah was the kind of girl that would not refuse him if he corners her and forces himself on her right now.

Feeling that John's hand let go of her own, she gave him the reassuring weak smile, hopping that this meant he managed to calm down enough to let her go. She turned around, still feeling his gaze burning a hole through her back, but she carried on pretending everything was alright.

"- Right." - she tried to sound pleasant and undisturbed - "Just wait a second for me John, let me look for that blasted blanket we did came here for in the first place.

John was barely registering any words she spoke to him, hundred percent of his sensual powers diverted to his sight, as his hungry eyes followed the mesmerizingly juicy bottom and thighs of the cheerleader captain redhead, as she was rummaging on her knees looking for something in the bottom drawer of the big wardrobe. He lost himself in hypnotizing movements of her butt, wiggling left and right alluringly in front of his eyes, as if her own body betrayed her, trying to seduce the male she was locked alone with, autonomously to her conscious will.

John found himself slowly approaching towards that beautiful round hemispheres, his body also moving on it's own, his bloodshot eyes ripping off the freely red skirt from her hips in his mind, the only thing seemingly denying him the access to the paradise, the red cloth aggravating him like a red cloak for a bull during Corrida. He crept forwards carefully, until he realized he was crouching right behind her bottom, his face centimeters away from her crotch, almost able to bask in the warmth beaming from the delicious meat buns in front of his eyes.

"- All right I think I got one ! AAAAAAAAAAAaaaah ! - Sarah suddenly yelled, feeling as something bumped into her crotch, as she begun to pull backwards, holding the damn blanket folded in her hand....

As her loud exclamation sounded through the room, neither of them noticed that the doors cracked slightly, and that someone was looking at them through the crack...

Even when Matt imagined earlier that John could have been doing something with Sarah alone in the room, seeing it right in front oh his eyes was a whole another thing...

When he saw John creep after Sarah, right after she seemed to have turned him down, he was seething with anger. But when he saw his face push into the soft flesh of her bottom, his hands gave up under him in surprise, and his head bumped the door, making a bit of noise, and opening the crack a bit wider.

But thanks to Sarah's scream - nobody seemed to notice that...

Authors Notes

Hello Dear Readers !

It took me a while to write it, but here it is next chapter in my ongoing story !
As always what I imagined to be a short interlude scene spanning a page or two, turned out to be a damn 8 pages worth of writing text. I must be cursed with inability to keep the things short. But I noticed that a lot of you enjoyed my overly descriptive writing style, so maybe it is not as bad as i think.

I was almost ready to poblish this chapter yesturday, but I ended up writing it untill very late in the night, and my brain was kind of going on autopilot at this point. It turned out I had a absolutely riddiculous idea back then to finish the chapter with Sarah using some weird bulshit motivational technique to brainwash John to jump on her like a wild animal ....
When I had a while to rest I looked at it and I had to redoo the ending of the chapter, becouse it was BAD, funny, but bad.
Its amusing that at the time on 4am in the morning by brain though it was a good idea.
The fact that I was butchering personlities of 2 of my own characters, didn't occur to me at the moment.

Nevertheless I had to spend some 4 more hours to set the chapters straight again, and I guess I feel pretty good how it turned out in the end. If anyone is intrested how it looked like before the changes - I will publish the "wild midnight edition" soon after this one. Just for lulz.
But it could be funny to see people reaction to it - maybe I know nothing - it was actualy better like that ;] ?

Either way - this is the canon storyline, and I will be writing more chapter on this path, not on the other one.

I am interested if people will like this chapter the same as they liked the previous one. It is not unfortuately focusing on Tom anymore, but I think it is important to give all characters a bit of spotlight to make the story more interesting.
It was important settup towards future scenes as well, and I think it was a great oportunity to reintroduce Sarah's character the way I wanted to portray her.
She is not what she seems to be at the first glance. This is a common thing in my story.
None of the characters at the end will be the same as you imagined them at the begining.

I am excited every time I receive a comment - so please feel free to talk with me about anything. It makes writing this chapters so much more fun, knowing that there are passionate readers waiting for them !

Huge thanks and respect for anyone masochistic enough to put up with my writing till the end !

Thank you and Enjoy !

Angmir vel Disemboweler