Sarah

John didn't root around in the hat for long. In just a few seconds he had seized upon a slip and pulled it out to read.

"Sarah," he shot a cautious glance to the seductive red haired girl, "I drew you."

John's eyes darted to his best friend after that, leaping away from Sarah just before she could give him one of her trademark playful smiles. John was keenly aware of his friend's crush on the slutty host of the party, so naturally his thoughts turned to helping him to get with her, whilst keeping things within the confines of the game.

On the couch by Sarah's side, Matt gave John an encouraging but subtle thumbs up, while his mind raced with possibilities for what he could make Sarah do. He doubted he could suggest anything so salacious that Sarah would balk at it, but he didn't want to give too much leeway for what dares could be in case Tom would use it against Miranda.
Besides that, he would have to think of something original as well.

Nicole had made Miranda kiss him, so daring Sarah to kiss Matt was out. Tom had given Nicole a massage, so tasking her with rubbing Matt's shoulders wouldn't work. John had just had to jerk off in front of everyone, so making Sarah play with herself, whilst extremely hot, would have been wholly unoriginal.

If John were to let Sarah choose the intensity of her dare, however, then whatever she did couldn't possibly be held against him.

"Sarah, you hook up with Tom a lot, right?"

The smile fell from Matt's face, his brow furrowing in confusion as to why his friend was suddenly bringing this unpleasant truth up.

"Yeah, you could say that," the sexy red haired girl laughed, absent mindedly twirling a lock around one finger.

"I think you should show us some of what you do with him," John said, "and I think you should use Matt."

John's friend's smile returned with a vengeance as he finished describing his dare, and fortunately for him, he wasn't alone in his excitement.

"Goodie," Sarah said, rubbing her hands together as she got up. "I've been looking forward to some fun."

She wasn't even halfway to her feet, however, before Tom felt the need to chime in.

"Wouldn't you rather be doing it with the real deal, instead of someone else who you'd just have to pretend is me?" He asked cockily, gesturing towards his exposed cock like he expected Sarah to immediately comply.

"Maybe," she shrugged, "but that wasn't the dare." With that, she looked away from Tom again, leaving him to huff irritably as John shot him a smug smile. He hadn't even given this dare with the intention of pissing him off, but it was a very welcome side effect.

Whilst Tom sulked, Matt looked expectantly up at Sarah. The expression on his face was like a kid on Christmas morning, full of giddy expectation. Sarah couldn't help but smile at the sight.

"Okay, you lie down Matt. On your back," she told him. In an instant, Matt leapt to obey. Like an obedient dog, he lay when his mistress commanded, swinging his legs up on to the couch so fast that he nearly bowled Sarah over. Once his legs were up, he shuffled down to lay flat, sliding his shoulders off the arm of the chair and on to the flat cushion below.

Sarah watched him shimmying into position with a smirk. Obedience wasn't often a prized trait in men, but she always liked to see it. Her eyes travelled down him like he was a piece of meat, halting at his little cock, that was shockingly similar in proportion to Tom's. With him lying there, she wouldn't have to pretend very hard to convince herself that she was just having another fling with Tom.

"Okay, now wh-?" Matt began to ask, but Sarah moved before he could. Like she'd done it a thousand times, she planted one knee on the couch beside Matt's shoulder, before swinging her other leg over him. She moved like she was mounting a horse, and soon she was straddling Matt with her hands on his stomach and her fat ass towards her face.

From John's point of view, he couldn't actually see if Sarah was wearing panties or not under her skirt, but the wide eyed smile on Matt's face as he looked up it hinted pretty heavily that she was either bare, or wearing very little down there. If Sarah cared about flashing her pussy at Matt, she didn't show it, instead she merely leant even further forward and pushed her ass even closer to his face.

As her ass moved closer to his face, her face crept down towards his dick. It was so small that she had to lean a long way, and by the time her pouty lips were nearly level with the tip of his short cock, Matt's face had practically vanished beneath Sarah's backside.John couldn't tell if Matt was still smiling, but Sarah definitely was. Plump, crimson, lips parted with a giggle, as she eyed Matt's little pecker.

Those still open lips leant forward to plant a smooch on his pecker, immediately eliciting a twitch form Matt's cock and another giggle from Sarah. That made it pretty clear that the sixty nine position wasn't just for show, and gave John a pretty clear look into just what Sarah and Tom's sex life usually entailed. Not that he was about to tell her to stop, of course. Not only did he want to see more, he also wanted his friend to have some more fun with his crush.

Sarah next opened her mouth even further, allowing her long tongue to loll out. It stretched the entire length of Matt's cock with ease, licking it from base to tip all at once. In an instant, a drop of precum drooled from his tip, only to be quickly wicked away by Sarah's spiraling tongue. It wrapped all the way around his member like a snake, twisting and coiling, smearing his inch with drool until it shone.

She had done this before. A lot. And she loved it.

Sensual lips squeezed around the tip of Matt’s cock, before sliding forward to engulf the whole thing. Her red head bobbed in his lap, short, sharp, movements that were all she needed to move over his entire length. Spittle oozed out from between her lips, dripping over his balls like candle wax, as she gave him the sloppiest head that John had ever seen.

With a pop, Sarah pulled back again. Strings of spit joined her mouth to his dick for a moment, until she raised her head too high, and they snapped. Sitting up again, she brought both hands to her full chest, and pulled down the low neck of her top. Heavy tits instantly popped out, clad in a skimpy bra that still showed off the mountainous slopes of her cleavage. John watched with bated breath as he wondered just what she was about to do, but Sarah didn't lean back down to his dick again.

Instead, she spoke.

"I think you have to start doing your part now, Matt."

Technically he didn't have to do anything, it was her dare not his, but he had no reason to antagonize his crush, and every reason to please her. Despite not being told exactly what she wanted, he jumped into action. Two hands grabbed her thick ass as he raised his head up off the couch. John couldn't see for the obstructions of Sarah's skirt and her curvaceous butt, but she could tell from how she moaned that Matt was licking her, eating her, or some combination of the two.

Mollified by his new efforts, Sarah finally did what she had been teasing ever since she pulled her top down. She leant forward, grabbed her tits with both hands, and plopped them down on Matt's twitching erection. They were so big, and his dick so tiny, that they completely engulfed his member in a moment. There was no sign that there was a dick there at all, save for Matt's grunting as Sarah shook her boobs back and forth playfully.

After enjoying his work between her legs for a few seconds longer, grinning all the while, Sarah decided to move again. Grabbing her big boobs from both sides, she smushed them together, presumably smushing Matt's dick too. The tight embrace probably felt like a hug from heaven, and John found himself feeling jealous, despite his crush sitting mere feet away from him.

From left to right, Sarah rocked her tits, massaging Matt's dick as best she could. Just the action of moving her boobs like that seemed to please Sarah, however, and soon enough she was grinning as she tittyfucked Matt's puny dick. Although, that smile could have been a result of Matt's oral efforts, after all. John couldn't see, but he could practically hear the effort his friend put in. The sound of Matt's tongue repeatedly lasing against Sarah's red hot pussy reminded John of Yoshi.

Through it all, Sarah never held her boobs still, presumably something that was also true when she titty fucked Tom. It seemed that she was no stranger to worshipping smaller dicks whilst their owners pleasured her, and John soon found himself wondering when Sarah would be done with his dare. When Matt came, or before?

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