Sarah

Reading it his brow furrows and his lips curl into a sneer. “Sarah. I dare you to strip Miranda AND Nicole naked. Give me something to look at when I get back.” “Hey!” “Mmm!” Miranda and Nicole protest in unison but Sarah looks positively ecstatic about her dare. He turns to head for the door but she stops him. "Car keys." She states sternly, holding her palm outstretched expectantly. "Do you really think I’m dumb enough to drink and drive?" He asks, his voice raising in disbelief as he does. "No I don’t, I’m just removing the temptation." She explains calmly before pushing her hand towards him again. A little less angry now he fishes his car keys from his pocket before handing them over. Before he can walk away Sarah grabs him by the wrist and pulls him towards her, stepping up on her tiptoes to kiss him deeply. When the kiss breaks Matt walks away, not happy but no longer angry. Like a true succubus Sarahs lips seemed to have an unnatural ability to addle and dull even the keenest minds. Matt barely even responds when she asks if everyone else can play on while he’s gone. He just waves his hand and mutters indistinctly, a reply that Sarah is more than happy to take as a yes.

"What is in that box Sarah?" Miranda asks, stalling for time before her horny friend can begin her dare. "Oh, just some toys an-" Sarah begins to explain, only to be cut off. "Toys? Like, your toys? Isn't that a a bit... unsanitary?" Miranda asks, concerned. "I literally steam clean these things. They're clean enough you could eat off them Sarah replies, almost offended that Miranda would doubt her. "As I was saying, some toys and some condoms." "Condoms?!" You shout, apparently it's your turn to interject. "Yes condoms. It's better to have them and not need them than need them and not have them." She explains coolly, like it's no different than taking a first aid kit with you on a hike. Maybe Sarah has a point but still, things seem to be escalating quickly out of control. Although you have to admit you wouldn't be opposed to using one with Miranda. With all arguments quashed Sarah gets ready for her dare.

She looks at her soon-to-be victims with naked glee, making them both exchange nervous glances. “Come on girls, stand up.” She commands, striding to the middle of the room. When the two of them hesitate to obey she looks at them both again. “If you don’t stand up I’ll just have to wrestle the clothes off you and it’ll take even longer. But I’ll do it if you want.” When she says that she advances menacingly towards Nicole by half a step before she shoots to her feet and silently joins the red girl in the center of the room. Behind Sarah Miranda has done the same, clearly eager to avoid incurring Sarahs sexual wrath. It seems unlikely that she would just *wrestle* them without taking a few liberties for herself. Standing in the middle of the room in front of Tom Nicole suddenly realized what exactly is about to happen. She’s going to be stripped completely naked, for his eyes only. Tom knows it too, he’s practically licking his lips as he leers at her. Embarrassed by the way he stares she spins on the spot and turns her back on him, facing towards you instead. Against her better judgement Nicole wishes you weren’t blindfolded. The thought of being stripped naked before her best friend should have embarrassed her, but now she wanted you to see it, she wanted you to see her and want her the same way she wants you.

“Good girls.” Sarah tells them, more like she was congratulating a pair of dogs than people. Looking from one side to the other Sarah evaluates her prey, her eyes tracing slowly up and down them both in a way that makes Nicole blush. “She’s not a lesbian? Is she?” Nicole thinks to herself before remembering Sarahs man eater reputation. “Is she bi then? Or is she just messing with me?” Nicole was so lost in thought that she only realized Sarah had picked her first target when she heard Miranda yelp. Sarah had walked behind her and snuck her hands under Mirandas flowy top to grab two palmfuls of her 36C breasts. “How is this stripping me?” She asks, rightfully indignant as Sarah gropes her. “I’m just checking John really took your bra off.” She lies, her fingers finding Mirandas hard nipples and rolling them lightly. “He’d have to be a magician to pull a bra out from under my top without taking mine off, wouldn’t he?” Miranda argues. “Fair point.” Sarah concedes, finally relinquishing Mirandas tits and moving her hands down to the hem of her top. Wordlessly Miranda raises her arms over her head and allows Sarah to whip her top up and off, baring her breasts again. Mirandas flashed her titties so many times tonight that she’s almost lost count, but this time feels different. With only Tom staring at her she feels like a piece of meat before a dog or a sex **** for sale, and the way he rubs that big bulge in his pants while staring at her chest only adds to the feeling. Putting her arms down she tries to cover her chest with her forearm but for once having an ample chest feels like a disadvantage. Try as she might her breasts spill over and under her arm as she can only just manage to hide her nipples from view.

While Miranda tries in vain to cover her breasts Sarah crouches down beside her. She creeps her hands slowly up Mirandas inner thigh, scraping them gently with her fingernails as she creeps under her pleated skirt. For a second Miranda worries about where exactly Sarahs hands are going, until she feels Sarahs fingers curl into the waistband of her underwear. Slowly she peels Mirandas sheer black panties off her and down her long smooth legs. They stick a little to her wet pussy as they pull away, leaving a dark patch of moisture that Miranda prays Sarah doesn’t notice. When the panties are down to Mirandas ankles Sarah just leaves them there, more focused on getting back to the main event than the little finishing touches. From behind Miranda she blows hard up and through her legs, tickling Mirandas pussy and lifting the front of her skirt dangerously high. “Sarah!” Miranda protests, grabbing the front of her skirt with both hands to hold in down in a pose straight from Marilyn Monroe. In doing so she accidentally uncovers her breasts and squeezes them between her arms, inadvertently giving Tom more of a show than if she had just allowed her skirt to flutter. “What are you so shy about? You’re going to be naked in a second anyway.” Sarah giggles, making Miranda blush as she realizes that she’s right. Glancing up she sees Tom gaze hungrily at her chest in a way that makes her whole body shiver.

While Miranda is trying to keep her mind off Tom and out of the gutter Sarah is making it more difficult. She’s tracing her hands back and forth around the waistband of Mirandas skirt, her fingertips scraping lower than necessary and coming teasingly close to her nether regions. “Damn it Sarah what is taking so long!?” She snaps from frustration and pent up arousal. “I just can’t find the zip.” Sarah lies, playing innocent even while running her fingers through her friends short shorn pubic hair. When Sarah begins trying to slip her whole hand under Mirandas waistband and towards her pussy she finally has enough. “Here it is!” She growls, reaching down and grabbing the zipper on her skirt before yanking it all the way down, allowing her short skirt to fall away completely and revealing her bare wet pussy to Tom, Sarah, and anyone else who cared to look. With all pretense for groping her removed Sarah reluctantly withdraws her hands from Mirandas body. “Spoilsport.” She murmurs, while leaning around Miranda to try and get a peek at her freshly revealed vagina. “Nice bush babe.” Tom comments from across the room. “Looks like you knew you were going to be having company. Nice of you to prepare a landing strip for me.” As Tom lewdly talks about her body Miranda does her best to cover herself again, hiding her vagina and her trimmed pubes with one hand while covering as much of her ample chest as she can with the other. She didn’t have a hand to cover her ass but the only person that was pointed at was you, and you weren’t exactly able to stare at her. At least, you weren’t last she checked. Glancing quickly over her shoulder she’s happy to see you’re not cheating and your eyes are still covered. Although part of her wonders if you’d stare at her anyway. You were much more of a gentleman than Tom, who would shamelessly stare at her cleavage any chance he got.

Under your blindfold you tried your best to piece together what was happening from sound alone. From Mirandas gasp you guessed that Sarah had chosen to strip her first, and everything else you heard from that point on confirmed your suspicions. When Tom commented on your crush’s pubic hair you were both angry and jealous as you could only imagine how perfect her sweet little pussy looked. Silently you curse the blindfold again and return to straining your ears, as if you could somehow hear Mirandas nude body like a bat through echolocation.

Nicole watched her brown haired friend be stripped with anxious anticipation. She knew it was only a matter of time until she’d be subjected to the same fate, she just hoped Sarah would take fewer liberties with her body. When Miranda dropped her own skirt her eyes widened in surprise and she found herself leaning backward to get a glimpse despite herself. Mirandas neatly trimmed and tidy bush sent a small bolt of concern through her as she remembered that she had made no such preparations. She’d only been expecting a typical party, she had no idea that she’d be bearing her naked body to anyone, let alone everyone. “Everyone except John...” she thought and she wasn’t sure if she was relieved or disappointed by that. She wanted you to look at her like a woman, but even if you weren’t blindfolded, you’d probably only stare at Miranda anyway. Just like Tom was doing right now. “I wonder if he’ll look at me like that.” She thought before shaking aside that strange feeling of envy. Beside Nicole Sarah turned her lust filled gaze on to the petite blonde girl, making her gulp silently.

As Sarah pushed herself back upright she ran her hands along Nicoles smooth legs, teasing them lightly with her fingernails before snagging playfully on the waistband of her underwear. “I’m glad John peeled those skinny jeans off you earlier, it must have been difficult shimmying that cute little butt loose.” She says as she straightens up, looming over Nicole so much that her head is barely level with Sarahs big breasts. A fact that Sarah makes her acutely aware of when she suddenly steps forward and envelops Nicoles face in her cleavage. With those soft white pillows pressed warmly against her face Nicole finds herself unable to think about anything else, her whole world being reduced to the big pair of tits pressed against her. While Nicole gently motor boated the taller girl she was vaguely aware of some sort of tugging or scratching behind her back, but that paled into nothing compared to the soft heavenly clouds her head was in.

When Sarah finally leant back Nicole almost followed her like a mouse after the pied piper, completely hypnotized by Sarahs jugs like so many others before her. It was only the sensation of something slipping down her arms that made her stop and open her eyes. Sarah proudly held up Nicoles bra with a smug smile, apparently having charmed it off of her while Nicole was busy being in boob heaven. Glancing down at her exposed breasts topped with hard nipples her hands fly to cover herself but not before Sarah gets an eyeful. As Nicole looks up again Sarah carelessly tosses the bra over Nicoles shoulder. Instinctively Nicoles eyes follow the object in motion to where it lands, on the arm of the chair next to Tom. Before she can turn around she catches his eyes and, with a rush of shameful exhilaration, realizes that he was trying to stare at her chest. “Not so itty bitty now, huh?” She thinks proudly before turning back again, looking at you over Sarahs shoulder and wishing that your covered eyes could be leering at her like that.

While she’s still staring wistfully at you Sarah suddenly drops out of sight and before Nicole can even glance down Sarah is on her knees with her hands lightly resting on Nicoles thighs. “I’ve been looking forward to this.” Sarah purrs, caressing Nicoles legs up and down, coming dangerously close to the hem of Nicoles panties. “Want to see my John impression?” She asks and before Nicole has any chance to even think of an answer she suddenly lunges forward, burying her head between Nicoles thighs and forcing her tongue under her already wet panties. Sarah relentlessly mashes her face into Nicoles sensitive pussy, her nose brushing against her clit, her lips kissing her folds and her tongue invading as deep into her virgin body as it can. When your face was buried in her nether regions you were tender, teasing, almost gentle but now Sarah was rough and wild, lapping at Nicoles honeypot like an animal. Nicoles hands went to the back of Sarahs head but rather than pull her back she instead held her there, giving in to pleasure completely and allowing Sarah to lick her to paradise. Nicole was so busy building up to an orgasm that she yet again she failed to notice Sarah stripping her. The red haired succubus rolled Nicoles panties down her thighs and off her legs while Nicole was busy screwing up her eyes and curling her toes into the carpet. For a second Nicole really thought that Sarah was going to give her an orgasm, her second orgasm of the night and the first at the hands of another girl, but it didn’t happen. When she was within touching distance of her climax Sarah suddenly pulled back, ignoring Nicoles weak grip on her head and her **** moans, muffled by the gag. Without that constant mind numbing pleasure Nicole suddenly became aware of her completely nude body and her unshaven situation between her legs and quickly moved her hands to shamefully cover herself. Standing up next to her Sarah warmly rubbed Nicoles shoulder before saying “It’s okay. You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of.” She was surprisingly reassuring and motherly considering she had been eating Nicoles pussy just a few seconds earlier, a thought that made Nicoles feelings and heterosexuality more confused.

Still covering her unruly blonde bush with both hands she raised her foot to step out of her panties, only to be caught off guard by a firm swat to her soft ass cheek. She nearly falls forward on to you, only catching herself with a hand on the couch at the last second. Naked and so close to you part of her screams to let herself fall the rest of the way into your arms. She sees your lips move but she’s too busy thinking about kissing them to respond. “Nicole? Are you alright?” You repeat yourself and Nicole finally exits her trance. "Mmhmm." She replies through the gag, ruefully pushing herself back up and away from you. Even if she had tried to kiss you, the gag would have gotten in the way, Tom ruining everything for her one way or another. Straightening up she turns to glower at him but he raises his hands innocently. “That was me Nicole!” Sarah giggles from below her. “I just couldn’t resist those cute little cheeks!” She adds, moving to give them another touch before Nicole pushes her hips away from her and inadvertently closer to you.

"Well, Matt should be pleased, two lovely ladies naked and ready for him." Sarah says, admiring her handiwork as she stands up. "Now I really wish I wasn’t blindfolded." You comment wistfully, only half joking. "Here, I’ll make it up to you." Sarah says, grabbing your hand and pulling it out and round in a slapping arc, your palm colliding with two sets of cheeks as it does so. Mirandas little gasp of shock confirms what you’d hoped, it was her ass first. The second set belonged to Nicole and you can't help but admire how nice it had felt as your hand landed on her cheek. Vaguely you're aware from your angle of approach that she must be facing towards you for some reason.. Nicole would probably have reacted to your hand the same way as Miranda, if she wasn’t still gagged.

Speaking of which, Nicole wants the gag off but Sarah disagrees. Staring at Sarah she jabs her finger pointedly at Toms shirt still in her mouth. "Matt said strip you naked, this looks pretty naked to me." Sarah replies with a shrug. "Mmm mmm mmm mmhm!" Nicole argues as loudly as she can. “Wait, Nicole can't talk?” You interject in confusion. “Huh, oh yeah, I guess we forgot to mention that to you.” Sarah laughs. “Yeah, she’s been gagged as a punishment for speaking out during your dare. You didn’t notice her being quiet very since?” Sarah explains, laughing again at the bewilderment on your face. “I just thought she was being shy.” You sheepishly explain, to a round of laughter from everyone except Nicole, obviously. “So what do you think John? Gag or no gag?” Sarah asks, stepping close to Nicole and putting her hands on her shoulders, teasingly close to the knot keeping the gag in place. “Well, if it’s a punishment I guess it should stay. It's only fair if I have to stay blindfolded this whole time. Besides if you’re like, naked wearing a hat you’d still be naked.” As you argue against her Nicole shoots you an angry look, one that you obviously have no idea about. “Ow fuck!” You yelp, as a sharp pain shoots through your shin. Apparently Nicole really wanted to make her displeasure known and she used her foot to do it. Everyone laughs again as you reach down to gingerly rub your leg, hoping that Nicole isn’t preparing another kick as you do so. Seeing you’ve learned your lesson Nicole haughtily turns away, accepting to leave her gag in place for the time being.

Turning her back on you means she's facing Tom however, something she only remembers after accidentally flashing herself to him. She quickly recovers herself but Toms smirk suggests he saw enough "You've got a sexy little butt Nicole." Tom tells her, locking eyes with her for a brief moment before she looks away. Despite herself that compliment makes Nicole gush with pride. Tom had always been a jerk about her "unwomanly" body, hearing him admit that she was attractive felt good, even though she knew she shouldn't care what a jerk like him thinks. Nicole was still blushing happily to herself when a gentle hand was laid on her shoulder. "You can sit down now." Sarah tells her with an odd smile. Miranda had already retaken her seat, crossing her legs tightly and still covering her chest. Nicole retakes her seat similarly, watching with interest as Sarah takes up the hat to draw a name.