Sarah is through playing around (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

Now that the cat was out of the bag, and the cocks were out of the pants, Sarah saw no point in playing coy. Whilst everyone else was in stunned silence, she suddenly threw back the blanket, allowing Matt's towering manhood to stand proud in his lap. It rocketed upright so fast that it bounced back and forth slightly, until Sarah grabbed it around the base with both of her soft hands. It looked even bigger and more impressive out in the light, although Sarah didn't stop to admire it for long. In an instant, her mouth went to it again, still wet lips wrapping around it's bulbous tip.

Without removing her mouth from her toy, she assumed the same submissive position on the couch that she had before, hunched with her head in Matt's lap, except now there was no blanket to conceal her. Soon, she was back in the same rhythm she had been in before she had been caught. Sticky precum oozed on to her tongue as she spiraled it around his cock's helmet, and the drool flowing down his shaft lubricated it properly so she could give it a corkscrew handjob with both hands.

"Looks like Sarah's made up her mind," Nicole laughed, watching the slutty sight for a moment before turning back to Miranda. "What about you, Miranda? Want to play with John? I'm sure he would be ecstatic to play with you." She twitched her head towards him as she spoke, drawing Miranda's eye to his beastly erection again.

There was a pregnant moment as she eyed his fat cock, before her tongue traced slowly across her bottom lip, and then a smile spread across her face. "How could I say no to that," she sighed, practically to herself. "Take a seat John," she added, "I wanna play with you for a while." True to Nicole's word, the chubby young man looked overjoyed by what he was hearing, and he practically threw himself into the nearest empty chair. As he sat down, his cock stood up, looking like an old fashioned rocket raring to launch.

As Miranda pulled her long brown hair back and crossed the room towards him, Nicole's attention was stolen by the only unoccupied person in the room.

"Hey, what about me?" Tom asked her, standing up and gesturing to his own bulge in his pants. Nicole's eyes flicked down to it, before looking up to meet his, her brow furrowing as they made eye contact. An uncomfortable moment of silence followed, that threw Tom off of his usual game as he rushed to fill it. "Are you gonna, you know. . ." he unzipped his jeans as he spoke, tugging down his boxers and pulling out his solid seven inch cock for her. "Scrawny geeks like you ain't usually my type, but if everyone else is busy I can make an exception-"

"You, can go," Nicole cut him off, completely ignoring his exposed dick as she pointed to the door.

It was clear that he was used to getting his own way, especially with women, and being rejected didn't sit well with him. Indignation was plain on his face as he took a second to process what she had said, before his eyebrow twitched and a nasty glint filled his eyes.
"What if I decided to tell everyone on campus about this, huh?" He spat, gesturing to the debauchery behind her. "What would you give to keep me quiet?" Once more he gestured to his dick, grabbing it by the base as he unsubtly attempted to coerce her.

Unfortunately for him, Nicole was completely unfazed. "You're going to spread rumors about two absolute social rejects actually possessing superhuman genitalia?" She cocked her head to one side.

"Or are you going to leave that detail out and just spread a salacious story about how you went to a party and other people hooked up, but no one wanted you?" She cocked her head the other way, looking every bit like a cat sizing up it's prey.

"Do you really think either of those stories would do you any favors?" That final rhetorical question completely flattened him, as his shoulders hunched and even his cock seemed to shrink in his grasp. "I think you'd be better off just keeping your mouth shut, and remaining a big fish in a small pond." Her arms crossed as she stared him down until, without another word, he stuffed his dick back into his pants, grabbed his jacket, and scurried away.

The sound of the front door slamming confirmed he had really left, as Nicole turned back to face the others with a satisfied smirk on her face. Everyone else was too busy or distracted to react to her job of taking out the trash, except Miranda, who looked up from between John's knees to smile at her. "Nicely handled Nicole," she laughed, "he always was a bit too full of himself."

"Thanks, with any luck his ego should be deflated for at least a few weeks," Nicole said with a snort of dorky laughter as she walked back into the middle of the room. "Do you mind if I join you?" She asked, gesturing to John's fat cock that throbbed hard in his lap.

Miranda's eyebrows shot up at the request. "Oh, really?" She asked in surprise, "I don't mind, I just didn't think this would be your thing, y'know?"

"I'm a heterosexual female," Nicole shrugged. As she spoke, she pointed again to John's cock, that was as long as her forearm and twice as thick. A single drop of precum spilled from it's tip and ran, glistening, down the side, emphasizing just how long the dick was with the multiple seconds it took to course all the way down to the base. "Do you think I could resist when Matt and John shoved these delicious things in my face?"

"Ha, I guess not," Miranda laughed, literally licking her lips as the nerdy girl sank to her knees beside her. "So is this how you "reassured" them?" She asked, with a cheeky smirk.

"Mmm, not the first time," Nicole admitted, "but after that, I couldn't help but go back to offer them some more thorough "reassurance", and then I was constantly "reassuring" them every chance I got." Despite how absolutely filthy her words were, Nicole wasn't blushing now, the only thing on her face was a wistful grin as she stared at John's dick. Her hands were busy too, undoing the top few buttons of her blouse to bare some more of her porcelain skin.

"So you've been enjoying the double jumbo sausage this whole time?" Miranda asked incredulously as her brown eyebrows shot up. "You naughty bitch, I didn't know you had it in you." Before Nicole could say anything back, John interrupted their banter.

"H-hey," he caught their attention, making them both look up from his cock for possibly the first time since it had come out. "I just wanted to check that you were comfortable sharing like this, I-I don't want you to feel obligated to do it just to fill out some male fantasy."

Slowly, Nicole and Miranda turned to face each other. Despite not a word being spoken between the two of them, matching naughty smiles spread across their faces, before they turned back to John's cock and leant forward. Their mouths eagerly wrapping around his monster cock was the answer to John's question. Nicole went straight to his full balls, shamelessly slathering them with drool using her sultry tongue. Miranda, meanwhile, tilted her head and attacked the side of his shaft, worshipfully making out with his fuckstick like she was already in love with his cock.

"Oh, it's like I've died and gone to Valhalla," John groaned, "escorted by the fairest shieldmaidens." The "Valkyries" servicing him ignored his nerdy comment to better work his dick, only letting out gentle moans of submission when he laid his hands on their brown and blonde haired heads.

With dedication, Nicole continued to lick his full balls, pulling them up with her tongue before letting them drop back down and bounce gently off her chin. Miranda focused on the more glamourous work, sucking and kissing up his enormous shaft whilst batting her bedroom eyes at him. They both adorned him with lipstick, with Nicole covering his ballsack and the base of his cock with neutral toned kiss marks that were hard to notice, whereas Miranda smeared a ruby streak of lust up his shaft on her journey towards his dripping tip.

It was so big that she had to nearly stand up to reach his cock's helmet, stooping over him with one hand on his hefty thigh for balance. Once she got there, she **** her lips over his cockhead and began to bob her head up and down, forging a way lower and lower even as he grunted in satisfaction. John's cock got thicker towards it's middle however, and soon she found that she was straining her jaw to the point that it nearly hurt.

"Holy fuck," she giggled as she pulled off of it, resting her soft cheek against his shaft as she caught her breath. "How did you ever manage to throat this thing, Nicole?" she asked, "It's, like, a jawbreaker!" Below her, Nicole finally stopped pampering his balls to answer her question.

"Practice," she replied, "and a little research. Let me show you." As she moved up she placed one hand on Miranda's head and gently pushed her downward, encouraging her to paint his balls another color whilst Nicole showed her how it was done. First, before even putting her mouth on it, Nicole smeared the whole thing with her drool until it glistened in the light. Miranda watched in awe as the tiny prude began to push herself down the fattest cock she had ever seen, using her own spit for lube to **** it past her stretched lips.

The three of them weren’t the only ones indulging in their raw sexuality, however. For the whole time, even before Tom had been kicked out, Sarah had been gagging on Matt’s long cock and pumping it’s endless shaft with **** hands. Despite her experience, his pulsing python had proved a challenge for her, a fact that she loved so much that it made her pussy drool even without touching it. Just sucking on it had been a privilege, but there was a lot more she wanted to do with this once-in-a-lifetime dick.

First, she squeezed her lips tight around his shaft to leave a lipstick stain like a bookmark where she had last left off, then she pulled her mouth off of it with a pop. For a moment, her eyes were captivated into staring at it again, the beautiful sight capturing her imagination. It was even bigger than the ones she had seen in porn, perfectly symmetrical, dripping with her drool, and twitching like it was begging her for more. Finally, she **** herself to look up, towards it's uncool owner.

When she met his eyes again through his chunky glasses, she was struck by how crazy it was that a perfect dong like this belonged to a geek like him. He had such weedy arms and legs, and yet this man-meat was the strongest and thickest thing about him. Pushing aside that dissonance, she laid her hands on his narrow shoulders and shoved him back against the couch. Towering over him, she stared him down with wild and hungry eyes until he gulped.

"I'm gonna do more than just suck it," she purred, "and you're gonna let me." It was less like a request and more a statement of fact, but Matt nodded eagerly anyway. A grin spread across her face as her fingernails curled into her shoulders, before she murmured: "good boy."

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