Sarah over Miranda, Matt, and You

"Well, that's a weird one," Sarah said, chuckling as she held up her Queen. It was the only face card, and John and Nicole have both been dealt tens. Meanwhile, Miranda, Matt and I all had Nines.

"Threeway split on the low card," Matt said. "I guess it was bound to happen eventually."

"And I'm the winner again," Sarah smirked. "Alright. So Tom and Miranda are currently in a fun position already. What do we do to enhance this... hmmm."

"John, you don't get to stop," Nicole said, patting his chest.

"He probably just wants to see what's going on," I said.

"Yeah, well if he stops another round gets added to his time," Sarah said. "You hear me, Johnny?"

He held up his middle finger, but Nicole sucked in a breath. "OK, he started again."

"Well, with Miranda already stuffed full, I think I'm just going to add Matt to the mix," Sarah said. "Matty, hun, would you rather give or receive?"

Matt, who for the last couple of rounds had been enjoying Sarah laying naked across his side and under his arm, had gotten a lot more nervous when he lost and she won. Despite having a crush on the naked redhead, he also knew Sarah was something of a wild card. What exactly did she mean by giving or receiving? I felt like I could see the ideas flashing through his mind.

"Umm, uh," Matt stammered. "I would... like to... receive?"

"OK. Then I dare you to go over there and get a blowjob off Miranda while Tom fucks up into her," Sarah said.

Matt, who'd already been hard, went ramrod straight. "Really? A blowjob from Miranda?"

"Uh, yeah," Sarah said. "Get on over there."

"What was he going to do if he picked giving?" I asked

"Oh, he was going to suck on Miranda's clit while you fucked her," Sarah said. "Probably more fun for Miranda, to be honest."

Matt hesitated coming over to us, screwing up his face. "Thank fuck," he said. "That would have been one front row seat I did not want."

"Alright, I need some room to work," I said, patting Miranda's bare hip. "You need to lean forward and get your ass higher."

"I don't know about this," Miranda sighed. "Now I'm tripling the number of dicks I've had in my mouth in just one night." But she followed my direction, leaning forward and lifting her ass partially off of my lap. This gave me a fantastic view of her cunt lips split by the Hog again, as well as her dark little dimple of an asshole between her cheeks. I gave her a spank and she gasped. Matt hesitated.

"Dude, you were supposed to feed her your cock right then," I said.

"Oh," he said. "Uh, right."

He stepped closer, and I could see Miranda reach out and take his dick in her hand and bring him closer still until he must have been in her mouth. I could tell mostly because Matt started moaning immediately.

"Alright, time to do my part," I said, and I shifted my feet again quickly and then started to thrust up into Miranda hard. I kept her still by palming and squeezing one ass cheek, and grabbing her waist with the other.

"Mmmphg!" Miranda shouted, but her mouth was occupied with dick.

I powered through the strokes for a half a minute, slamming up into her, then I stopped and **** her down on my dick slowly, making her bounce her ass in slow motion. She left as little residue of white cream on my dick, her juices slick.

Another sharp spank, hard enough that my hand actually stung a little, made her yelp and shift forward, taking Matt to his root.

"Uugh, fuck," Matt said. "I'm close, I'm close, I'm close, pleaase."

Taking the initiative, I spit onto Miranda's ass, just missing her asshole by inches, swirled it into her asshole with my middle finger and then pushed it in.

"Mmmgddd, mgd!" Miranda was mumbling around Matt's dick, trying to blow him faster. "Mmm msss?! Nvvmm gggd!"

I was up to the second knuckle, and slow-thrusting Miranda, when Matt blew his load. I had to guess Miranda had already learned the lesson from Nicole, because right before he blew Miranda slurped him out of her mouth and jacked him off. One solid spurt hit her chin and dripped down onto her baseball tee, and two more quickly oozed out onto her hand.

"Fuuufuufufu," Matt stammered, and stepped back from Miranda, then stumbled over back onto the couch he shared with Sarah.

"Tom!" Miranda gasped. I'd withdrawn my middle finger most of the way out of her ass and was prodding my ring finger in as well now.

"What?" I asked, and thrust up into her again at the same time as my finger pushed past her anal ring. I was now up to my first knuckle with two fingers in her ass. With my other hand I pulled her back, driving her down onto my dick with my palm pressed against her crack and lower back.

"Fuuuhah," Miranda gulp. "Nu- Nothing, nothing," she said.

"Was that fun, Matty?" Sarah asked. "Did you like getting sucked off by Miranda?"

"Uh, uh-huh," he nodded dumbly.

"Come here, slut," Miranda said to Sarah, holding out her hand. "Lick this off of me."

"Ooh, yes Mistress Miranda," Sarah laughed, and she slid around Matt and grabbed Miranda's hand, licking Matt's come off of it. When she was done she leaned forward and licked the slime off of Miranda's chin, and then even went so far as to suck what she could off of Miranda's shirt as well.

"Fuck, girl," Miranda said. "I was joking but you looked like you loved that."

Sarah smirked and shrugged. "It made my pussy all tingly." And without any more explanation she started shuffling cards.

"Two more rounds, Johnny boy," she called.

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