Sarah

Miranda held the paper up between your bodies to read it, and the light from the ceiling shining through it allowed you to read it too, albeit backwards. Sarah. The two of you shared a moment of eye contact over the slip, like she was silently asking for your advice. You thought for a moment, before shooting your eyes pointedly over to Matt and back. After following your glance, she smiled warmly and slightly nodded her head towards you. It seemed she was following your thinking exactly.

It was only fair that you'd pay him back for his kindness. You still felt indebted to him for helping to set you up in this position under your crush, and you hoped she felt at least a little gratitude toward him as well.

"Sarah, babe?" Miranda announced, looking at her friend over her shoulder. As she spoke she blindly returned her slip to the hat, her fingers groping all too briefly against your chest again. The red haired temptress looked up at the sound of her own name, drumming her fingers on her knee that was crossed atop the other to lazily hide her nude pussy.

"I dare you to sit on Matt-"

"Booooring," Tom interjected.

"Can't repeat dares," Nicole stated.

"-'s face. Sit on Matt's face," Miranda completed her sentence, giggling on top of you. It was obvious to you that she'd spoken slowly on purpose, teasing the others into calling her out. That fun loving side of her, and her playful smile, were two things that made her so attractive to you. The way she jostled in your lap as she laughed, making her 36C breasts bounce behind her arm as she rubbed against your crotch, only made her even more attractive.

"That shut them up," you muttered to her, as Tom and Nicole wordlessly retracted their complaints. "Nice one," you added, caressing her thighs again. "Thanks," Miranda replied, turning to face you again and taking your breath away with a stunning smile. "I figured both of them might appreciate that," she nodded her head towards the new "couple" she had created. Matt looked shocked, his eyebrows were raised so high they were almost disappearing into his fringe and his mouth was open in a goofy smile.

The other half of the couple, the sexy Sarah herself, seemed less taken aback. "Thank you Miranda," she murmured with a voice like honey, "I've been looking forward to some sort of release." She got to her feet as she spoke, stretching out a kink in her back in such a way as to push out her expansive chest and show off her tits even more. That sight made Matt's eyes go wider, if such a thing were possible, and he watched in awe as Sarah approached him again for the second time in as many minutes.

Like a swimsuit model, she strutted over to him, once more coming to a halt just before his feet. With one hand on her hip she seemed to strike a pose for him, shamelessly baring her hot body and making no effort to conceal her breasts or vulva. "So, are you gonna lie down or am I gonna break your neck?" She asked, running a hand luxuriously through her red hair as she pushed it off her face.

The look of surprised joy on his face was briefly overtaken by confusion, until he understood what Sarah was implying. Sitting up straight, with his neck unsupported like this, would probably mean popping a vertebrae if Sarah bent his head back and put her weight on his face. Sarah cracking his neck by sitting her fat ass down on his face might have been how Matt secretly dreamed of going out, but that didn't mean it was time for him to die right then.

Quickly, he got himself into a safer position. He turned sideways on the couch and lead backward, kicking his feet up to rest on the far armrest while his head rested just below the other one. Matt had taken off his shoes earlier, possibly when he was taking off his messy boxers, which was fortunate as you knew Sarah didn't like dirty shoes on her parent's expensive furniture. You couldn't help but chuckle at his enthusiasm, sharing another quiet laugh with your crush.

Lead back on the couch like a therapy patient, Matt awaited his rider. Sarah found his enthusiasm charming, smiling warmly as her eyes traced up him to his face, only briefly getting distracted by the tent in his sweatpants. "Naughty boy," she thought to herself, "you want me to sit on something else, don't you?" He looked up at her with puppy dog eyes, wordless, but clearly pleading with her to complete her dare. She would have hated to disappoint him, but she had a question of her own first.

"How long do you want me to do this for, girl?" Sarah asked, taking her eyes off Matt to look over at Miranda. "Well, if Matt's any good, stay there until you cum," Miranda replied, blushing a little at her own words even as they made Matt's face turn crimson. "Otherwise-" Miranda began to continue, only to be cut off by Sarah. "Nuh-uh, there is no otherwise. I've been playing this game for too long with no relief," she stated bluntly, before turning to face Matt again. "Matt is going to make me cum," she said with such **** that you half expected her to end the sentence with "or else."

Still reclined on the couch, Matt practically gulped as Sarah met his gaze again with a wild glint in her eye. Before he could speak, Sarah leapt up on to the couch, throwing her knee over his head. His face disappeared behind Sarah's thick thigh as she straddled him, her hot, dripping pussy probably only an inch from his lips. "Hope you're hungry," she muttered, before dropping her hips onto him. Her lower lips instantly met his, kissing him sloppily like a horny drunk. A slip of Matt's tongue penetrated her lips, like it should in any good make-out session, driving a quiet moan from Sarah's other set of lips.

For a little while she just closed her eyes and let him lick, his tongue lapping thirstily and not unskillfully against her slit. Without being told, Matt's hands had moved up to grab two fistfuls of her full ass, something else Sarah usually enjoyed in a conventional make-out session. It wasn't long, however, before Sarah wanted more. Opening her eyes, Sarah sat forward, ran her fingers through Matt's hair, and then grabbed it in two tight fistfuls. "I'm going to need more than that," she told him, tightening her grip.

First, she pulled Matt deeper, making him bury his face in her sloppy cunt. She could feel the bridge of his nose brushing against her clitoral hood, while his open mouth and wandering tongue painted every inch of her gushing pussy. Then, she moved Matt's face with a purpose, pushing and pulling him to focus on her most sensitive spots like she was metal detecting with his tongue. Her pussy was completely soaked, her own juices and Matt's saliva mixing as he worshipped her body. Her hips began to move on their own, grinding back and forth against Matt's face as she used him like a toy. Her mouth fell open, ever louder sounds of pleasure escaping as she focused on using Matt, a thin sheen of drool trickling thoughtlessly down her chin.

Your cock throbbed dangerously as you watched Sarah grind and moan on Matt's face, beating against Miranda's bare pussy through your jeans with every thump of your heart. You didn't want to look like a pervert, but watching that fiery bombshell bounce and pant like she was getting fucked was too alluring to look away from, even if it meant your shameful boner was bumping against your crush. You hoped she wouldn't notice, but how could she not when your cock was pounding against her hard enough to almost lift her out of her seat.

"Like what you see John?" Your crush asked, a blush not entirely borne from embarrassment in her cheeks as she turned away from the sight to face you. "Yeah," you nodded, "do you?"

"It is pretty hot," she admitted, looking back after a particularly loud sigh from Sarah as she rubbed her clit on Matt's nose. The two of you just stared in silence for another little while, watching them go at it like you were watching porn. "Say, John," Miranda broke the silence, tiptoeing her fingers up your chest. "If I was dared to sit on your face, what would you do?"

"I'd fucking devour you," you responded before you could think, already picturing her squirming as you ravaged her with your tongue.
"Good answer," Miranda chuckled, "accidentally" letting her arm slip and showing you her 36C tits like they were your reward. That only made the image of her writhing in pleasure intensify, now you could see her playing with her soft 36C tits as you tonguefucked her sweet, oozing, honeypot.

While you could only dream of such a thing, Matt was living in it, his tongue invaded his crush's sweetest depths with her reckless encouragement. Her grip on his hair might have hurt a little, and he nearly ran out of air a few times, but it was all worth it when he heard her moan his name. The taste of her pussy was sweet on his tongue, and her heavy musk flooding his nostrils only made him want to lick her more. If it was up to him, he'd lap at Sarah's **** slit until she melted into a puddle, like an ice cream left in the summer sun. That wasn't up to him to decide, however. How long the dare would last was really up to Sarah, and she was approaching her limit.

Her hands holding on to Matt began to tremble, and the moans escaping her lips crept higher and higher in pitch and tempo. If that wasn't a giveaway to her that she was nearing climax, then the trembling feeling like butterflies in her lower stomach made it obvious. Matt might not have been an expert at cunnilingus, but he was very enthusiastic and considering how teased she had been feeling all night that was all she needed. "Fuck~, don't stop!" She groaned loudly, dragging Matt's mouth up to focus on her sensitive clit. His lips wrapped quickly around that tingling nub without being told, teeth grazing gently against it and making her body convulse.

There was no doubt about when Sarah came. You could see it from across the room, she threw her head back as she almost screamed, tossing her red hair through the air dramatically. She came glamorously, like an actress screaming out fake pleasure on set, but you could tell from the way her lower half tensed that it was real. Through it all, Matt kept licking, the sound of his tongue whipping at Sarah's slit echoed wetly through the room. It was only when she came to a shuddering halt that Sarah pulled him away, leaving both of them wet with her juices.

The two of them just breathed for a little while, Matt catching his breath from nearly drowning in her pussy, and Sarah catching hers after belting out a crescendo. When Sarah finally moved away, she didn't go far. She shifted back from Matt's face to rest on his lap instead, revealing his cheeks and chine were slick with her sticky juices. "Come here lover boy," she sighed, reaching forward and grabbing his collar. She hauled him up so his face was level with hers and passionately locked lips with him, ignoring the taste of her own pussy on his tongue and the sheen of her own wetness on his lips.

When they finally stopped kissing Sarah released his collar, nearly causing Matt to fall back on the couch again until he caught himself halfway down on his elbows. "Phew, that was a great dare. Thanks Miranda," Sarah sighed, wiping some of her own moisture off her lips. A few strands of her red hair now clung sweatily to her face, but besides that she didn't seem any worse for wear for her orgasm. Still straddling Matt's hips, she reached for the hat, evidently planning to stay sat there for at least a while. With unbelieving eyes, Matt pushed himself up right again, so the two of them were intertwined on the couch facing each other.

Your best friend looked like he'd won the lottery as he wrapped his arms around his naked crush, his face only a few inches from hers. From your own position beneath your own nude deepest desire, you couldn't help but think about how well the game was going. It seemed like everything was on the up and going your way now as Sarah reached for the hat. There would be no way what she drew could change that in a single dare.

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