They can share Sarah

Matt really looked like he didn't want to do it. Lame and socially unaware as he was, even he knew that you should never just let another man fuck your girlfriend, but he couldn't see any other choice. It was either give Sarah permission to taste what she craved, or refuse, and then watch her do it anyway. It wasn't like he actually had any power over her, something that he knew all too well already.

"O-okay," he whispered, "we can d-do that."

"Do what?" Sarah asked. She knew she shouldn't do it. She was getting exactly what she wanted, but she couldn't resist the urge to push her luck. Hearing Matt say what she wanted from him was too sweet of a proposition for her to turn down. For his part, Matt almost looked like he was going to actually refuse, to walk out and retain his dignity at the last second, but then he gave in.

"Y-you can. . . you c-can fuck Tom," Matt muttered, his eyes looking particularly small, weak, and beady without his glasses.

"Yay! Thanks honey!" Sarah exclaimed, patting Matt condescendingly on his head. A deep, red blush filled his cheeks as she tussled his hair, while he almost subconsciously covered his mini-dick. Now that she had convinced him, all she had to do was get Miranda and Tom to allow her to tag in.

"Hey, guys," she interrupted Tom and Miranda mid thrust. "Is it alright if Tom fucks me too?" The man himself, of course, looked thrilled at that suggestion, but Miranda was less than pleased.

"Sarah, I thought I told you that I d-didn't want to be involved in this," Miranda said, her voice hitching when Tom's hard cock throbbed inside of her. To Tom and Matt, it just seemed like Miranda was uninterested in a threesome, while Sarah knew what she was really referring to. Sarah had tried to get her onboard to operation: "Ruin Matt" earlier, but Miranda had declined. Now, however, the circumstances were different.

"But c'moooooooooon," Sarah pouted, giving Tom her biggest, wettest, most pathetic, puppy dog eyes. "It's not my fault we ran out of condoms," she lied, knowing full well that Miranda lay about 1 foot above them. As she spoke, she held up the box for them both to see, pointing to the empty slot with the fingers of one hand.

"Ugh, have you t-tried the other sizes?" Miranda huffed, her voice changing from gruff to breathy as Tom shifted his cock within her.

"We tried the medium and they didn't fit," Sarah sulked, forcing herself to keep a straight face even as she watched Matt flinch at her words.

"Did you try the large though?" Tom asked, making Miranda laugh despite her frustration.

"Hey, this isn't a joke," Sarah said, slamming the half empty condom box on the bedside table, "this is a dick emergency for me! I've been looking forward to getting fucked all night, and now I can't. It's not fair!" Sarah practically threw a tantrum as she spoke, acting equal parts pitiable waif and spoilt brat. The way her boobs bounced as she stomped her feet was enough to convince Tom, but Miranda remained harder to sway.

Lay down on her back, Miranda looked from the **** Sarah, to the disassociating Matt, to the silently pleading Tom. At least two out of the three faces she looked at were begging her to agree, so Miranda felt like she had ****.

"Fine," she sighed, "but I cum first!" Miranda announced it with her whole chest, speaking clearly despite Tom's cock twitching deep within her cunt. Instantly, Tom and Sarah's faces lit up at her words, and she felt his cock twitch giddily inside her sensitive pussy as compensation for her generosity.

"I can help with that," Sarah smiled. Without another word, she climbed up onto the bed alongside Tom, before shifting around Miranda's body like a prowling shark. After only a little circling, Sarah came to rest on Miranda's left flank, kneeling beside her friend like she was on her sickbed. Confused, Miranda looked up at her, until Sarah leant forward and wrapped her pleasurable lips around her the nipple of her 36C breast.

Whatever doubts Miranda had were wicked away by Sarah's skilled lips, sucking on her titty with exactly the right amount of **** to make Miranda moan rather than think. As Sarah sucked her friend's nipple to a hard peak, Tom resumed his thrusting, fucking her in long and deep strokes that made the brown haired girl's eyes cross. The sounds of her own pleasure moaning and Tom's quiet grunting filled the air, mixing lewdly with the wet squelching of his rod in her tight hole.

The sound of squeaking springs from the opposite side of the bed made Sarah glance up, but she didn't remove her lips from their tight hold on Miranda's nipple. As she expected, she saw that Matt had awkwardly climbed up on to the bed across from her, tentatively crawling closer to the action. He moved like a nervous animal, eyes flicking from Tom to Miranda, ready to retreat at the first sign of trouble.

Fortunately for Matt, Miranda was too busy being worshipped on the feather pillows to object, and Tom was enjoying plowing her cunt too much to insult him like he normally would. Sarah was the only one who had even noticed his approach, and she was the one who reacted first when he moved to mirror her, bringing his unsure lips towards Miranda's bouncing tit.

A stern hand was placed in the center of his forehead, pushing him firmly backwards like he was a dog too excited for his owner's meal. Once he was a few inches away with a new blush in his cheeks, Sarah smiled at him.

"This needs a woman’s touch," she told him, dropping her head to Miranda's chest again and swirling her long tongue around her areola. Without a word of argument he shrunk back, staring guiltily at Miranda's 36C boobs, but not touching them. Sarah was meant to be his crush, but her face was pressed against another girl's tits, so staring at that girl's tits must have been okay.

With nothing else to do, Matt trepidatiously stroked his cock next to them, not quite a cuck yet, but very close to it. Satisfied that he wouldn't try to interfere again for a while, Sarah closed her eyes and returned her full focus to pleasuring Miranda. The sooner she made her friend cum, the sooner it would be her turn, and the sooner she could humiliate Matt by letting Tom make her cum right in front of him.

Since she had scared Matt off of Miranda's other breast, Sarah decided to put it to good use herself. She wanted Miranda to cum quick, after all, and leaving one titty untouched wouldn't help with that. Still with her lips nibbling and sucking on Miranda's right boob, Sarah reached over to stimulate the other with her hand. In a firm grip, she seized the 36C breast, and began to squeeze it.

Skillfully, she caressed Miranda's tit with the perfect amount of ****, enough to make her moan but not enough to hurt. Well practiced fingers squeezed up towards her nipple, quickly making that one just as hard and erect as the one in her mouth. That little nub seemed to swell under her tongue, blood coursing to it as Miranda's heart pounded in ecstasy. When Sarah nibbled it just right, barely compressing it between her teeth, Miranda yelled an expletive and arched her back in pleasure.

Of course, the foot-long cock slamming wetly in and out of her cunt was probably also playing a factor in making Miranda moan. Tom had not let up with his rhythmic pounding since he had first slipped his cock into her, not even altering his pace as he reached around behind Sarah to grab a heavy handful of her naked bubble butt. If Matt noticed him already groping his crush, then he didn't let on, instead continuing to stare at Miranda in silence.

When Miranda leant her head in that direction and noticed him, kneeling impotently beside her with his little cock between his legs, she sighed suddenly. Sarah thought she was about to tell him to fuck off, which would have been funny, but what she did instead **** her to leap into action.

Miranda rolled her eyes and reached out a hand to jerk Matt off, deciding that if she was going to be in a foursome then the least she could do was involve everyone, but Sarah hurriedly stopped her. She kissed her way across Miranda's bare breasts to reach over her and grab her arm by the slender wrist, before pulling her hand back towards her.

Sensually, Sarah brought Miranda's hand up to her mouth and wetly sucked on two of her fingers, lubing them thoroughly. After that, she pushed Miranda's hand down to between her legs, just north of where Tom's python split her. Together, the two of them played with her hard and sensitive clit, fingers both her own and her partner's brushing quickly over it. That added pleasure made her completely forget about Matt, and soon she was playing with her clit without Sarah's help.

Once she was sure Miranda's masturbation had momentum, Sarah crept her hand away, sliding it worshipfully up her friend's body back to her big breasts. Now that there were three of them working on making her cum, Sarah knew that it would only be a matter of time before Miranda became a trembling, swearing, squirting, mess.

Sure enough, when Tom grabbed her by the childbearing hips and lifted her lower half off the bed to quicken his pace, Miranda responded with a girlish wail of pleasure.

"Ohh, fuuuck!" She cried, flicking her clit faster whilst her other hand clutched desperately at the pillows beside her head. Sarah intensified her efforts too, biting her friend's tender nipple with just enough **** and tugging it upward, pulling her whole tit up with it before allowing it to bounce neatly back into place.

Miranda's pale bosom jostled rhythmically with every driving thrust Tom delivered into her, her soft tits dancing hypnotically in opposite circles, even as Sarah tried to keep her mouth on one of them. Splayed locks of red hair decorated Miranda's heavy chest, making the view even more hypnotic as those strands stood starkly on the pale snow of her boobs, sometimes clinging to them using her thin sheen of sweat.

Once Sarah nearly got punched in the face by Miranda's swinging boobs for the third time, she decided to stop trying to suck on them. There was something else she could do with her mouth that would be even more effective.

Sarah knew Miranda had a weakness for dirty talk, the filthier the better.

Smoothly, Sarah kissed her way up Miranda's bare chest, planting reddish love bites up her swanlike neck until her crimson lips neared her ear. Before pouring her honey into it, she licked it's lobe into her mouth and nibbled on it, making Miranda snort suddenly and bite her bottom lip.

"Now I bet you wish you'd let him fuck you raw, don't you?" Sarah whispered, going straight into the most overt and smutty detail that she could. The sort of stuff that Miranda had confessed to secretly loving. "Imagine feeling every throbbing vein of that fat dick as he hammers it into you, knowing that if he blew his load early, it'd be so deep inside your pussy that you'd get pregnant for sure."

"Oh my god!" Miranda moaned breathily, grabbing the blanket and pulling at it so hard that the mattress cover popped free from one corner.

"That really turned you on," Sarah laughed, "do you have an impregnation fetish? Do you want a big strong man to pin you down, breed you, and make you into a mommy, Miranda? Maybe for your next birthday I'll give you a box of condoms with holes poked into them, so you can get absolutely flooded with cum, just like you want."

Again, Miranda moaned, wordlessly this time. Her hazel eyes were hazy, nearly crossing as she stared at the ceiling, and her hips did their best to buck against Tom even as he held them in the air.

"Come to think of it, that condom Tom's wearing right now, that tiny layer of latex on his massive cock, that came from me. Who's to say I didn't prick some holes into it just for this occasion. The whole thing might have ripped to pieces and Tom's just fucking you bareback right now, his big dick so close to your unprotected womb."

Miranda's eyes closed now, screwing tightly shut as an undeniable orgasm barreled down towards her. In Tom's hands her legs began to twitch, like her toes were being electrocuted, and her already sopping pussy gushed even wetter.

"Do you feel his huge balls slapping against your ass right now, so full of so much fertile cum, so close to your little babymaker? Tom could do a Father Christmas impression, and empty his huge sack right down your little chimney, filling up your stocking. You wanna get bred like a slutty animal, don't you? DON'T YOU?!"

"YES!" Miranda cums, a blast of squirt striking Tom's stomach as she practically explodes in orgasm. Like she was being exorcised, she thrashed in Sarah's bed, feet stamping impotently behind Tom as she clawed at the cushion beneath her head. Her pussy quivered around Tom's dick, seizing tightly upon it and forcing him to remain buried inside her, like a dog knotting a bitch in heat.

No words escaped her lips, just rapid and staccato breathing, her climax having robbed her of her words. When she finally did regain some control of herself, the first thing that she did was turn to face Sarah, grab her by the back of her head, and mash her lips against hers. With the sloppy passion of a drunk, the two girls made out, lips locking and tongues falling over tongues as Miranda came and kissed with her.

When Miranda's orgasm finally began to subside, Tom withdrew his cock from her trembling pussy, a condom still neatly covering it's length despite Sarah's earlier words. The sex had been intense but, due to their teamwork, they had made Miranda cum far before Tom had reached his limit. Placing her lower half back down on the bed, Tom sat back on his haunches to catch his breath, while shamelessly eyeing up Sarah's plump behind.

His big cock twitched hungrily at the thought, as he waited as patiently as he could to fuck her too. Awkwardly, Matt watched from the sidelines, his eyes twitching from Tom's swollen member to his darling crush.

The make-out session between Sarah and Miranda declined in intensity as she came back to her senses, culminating in a few short pecks to each others lips, before Miranda laid her head back. With half-lidded eyes, she sighed dreamily, as if she was about to fall asleep right there and then.

"Okay, that was a great idea Sarah," Miranda admitted, looking blissful and absolutely spent. A halo of her messy brown hair decorated the cushions around her, as a few strands clung to her beautiful face.

I'm glad you liked it," Sarah laughed, kissing Miranda's cheek. "Does that mean it's my turn now, or do you want to go again?"
Miranda laughed weakly at the question. "I think it will be a while before I need another round. My legs feel like jelly right now," she replied, "you go ahead."

Sarah grinned wickedly at receiving her friend's permission, before turning to look at the two other people still ready to keep going. Tom returned her gaze with a smug smile of his own, grabbing his hard cock by the base and holding it ready for her. Matt meanwhile, could barely meet her eyes, glancing down instead at Miranda. Seeing her fucked silly seemed to make it sink in for him that soon, Sarah would be like that too, moaning and squirting on another man's cock .

But Sarah didn't care what he thought. At this point, she didn't even care if he stayed, even though humiliating had been the whole point of the entire evening. Right now, Sarah just needed that big, fat, juicy, sausage between Tom's legs. Whether Matt was there to be destroyed by watching her take it didn't matter.

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