You and Sarah over John

"Come on, stunner," I said, shifting Miranda off my lap and standing up. We'd both drawn Queens, while John was the low card with an Ace.

Sarah grinned and followed me into the hallway while Miranda took my seat, waiting for me to come back.

Once we were in the hallway outside the living room, I turned and pushed Sarah up against the wall and we kissed voraciously. I held her by the throat with one hand, not **** her but pinning her in place, and used my other hand to dive into her sweatpants, shove her thong aside and bury my middle finger into her wet cunt.

"Yesss," she hissed quietly into my mouth. Her hands found the Hog and wrapped around it, slowly jacking me off.

"You were right, Sares," I growled quietly, trying to make sure we weren't heard. "This was a good idea. Thanks for setting it up."

"My pleasure," she grinned. "To be honest, I was kind of hoping John and Matt would be a bit more well equipped. Neither of them have bad bodies, but the inexperience... I like to teach virgins, but I guess group settings aren't the place."

I shook my head and kissed her again, this time **** her a little. She bit my bottom lip, and I fit my ring finger alongside my middle one and thrust them a few times before pulling back. Pushing her down, Sarah squatted and immediately took my cock into her mouth, and I thrust in until she gagged, then pulled back and thrust in again, fucking her mouth slowly but forcefully, and on the second thrust she swallowed the Hog into her throat. I held her there, her nose pushed into my shaved pubic area, and she stuck out her tongue to lick my balls. If she physically could, I knew Sarah would have gotten my sack into her mouth as well. She was that kind of cockhungry girl. Reaching down, I felt at her throat as she swallowed over and over, trying not to gag around the bulge, and I pulled out and felt that bulge release. She gasped for air quietly and grinned at me.

"Wipe me off," I told her, looking down at the spittle she'd left on the Hog.

She did, using her hands quickly and then licking them, before wiping them off on the rug that ran the length of the hall. I'd fucked her on that rug before and knew it was not nearly as clean as it looked.

Sarah stood up, biting her lip and bouncing her heel. "So, what are you thinking?" she asked. "Which one do you want?"

"I think I want both of them," I said.

"You think they'll go for it?" Sarah asked.

"We can make it happen. John and Matt are getting pretty pissy with each other. What's with the you and Matt thing anyways?"

Sarah shrugged. "I don't know, he's kinda cute in a dorky way. Fun to tease. Definitely not a 'give up sex for him' kinda guy though."

"Alright, well here's what I'm thinking..."

We re-entered the living room. Nicole had shifted, she was leaning up against John with her arm wrapped around his and they were talking quietly but stopped when we came in. Matt and Miranda were both doing something on their phones, but looked up and set them down. Miranda immediately stood up, allowing me to take my seat, and she planted her bare ass on my lap again, this time sitting further back almost to my hip. The Hog ended up getting pressed down beneath her leg, and she shifted until it felt comfortable for both of us - a process which was delightfully bouncy as she smirked at me.

"So Tom and I talked it over, and we decided some payback was in order," Sarah said, "And since I helped Nicole get you off, and I'm fucking horny, we dare you to come eat me out."

"I, uh, I've never done that before," John said, but sat forward peeling away from Nicole. "But I guess I can."

Sarah smirked. "That's no problem. Just stick to lips and tongue and it's not like you can hurt me." She went back over to the couch and got up on the cushions on her knees, facing the back. She bent forward, pressing her chest to the back of the couch and sticking out her ass in the sweats. "Just come on over and pull them down, and kiss away."

Nicole was clearly unhappy with this, and Matt looked equally mad - at John. His best friend, who had just been dared to do this. Simps gonna simp, I grinned and shook my head. John, on his way over, looked to Miranda but didn't get anything in return. What was he expecting, permission? Or for her to tell him not to? I wasn't even sure if Miranda was aware of John's crush on her.

John got behind Sarah and slowly pulled her pants down to her thigh revealing most of her ass and the string thong between her cheeks. Sarah's ass was the kind of ass that you couldn't just exercise for - it was round as a globe, bouncy and juicy in all the right ways, but not looking sloppy. She twerked one cheek and then the other.

"Go on, hun. It's not gonna bite," she laughed, looking over her shoulder at him.

This seemed to spur John on, and he tugged down her thong and knelt, pushing his face into her ass.

"Oh! Oh, that's my asshole," Sarah said.

"Sorry, sorry," John said. "I-"

"Not a big deal," Sarah laughed. "You can go ahead and eat that too if you want, I was just surprised."

John, blushing furiously, went back in lower this time.

Sarah, for her part, put on what I guessed was an Oscar-worthy performance. Or whatever the Porn-version of those awards would be. She moaned, she groaned, and wiggled and wobbled. She made it sound like the virgin was pushing every one of her buttons. He grabbed her ass, palming Sarah's juicy cheeks, and squeezed. Just... squeezed. Didn't move his hands or anything, didn't play with her or tease her or slap her.

Nicole and Matt were busy both glaring at the unfortunate cunnilingus happening between their mutual crushes, so I shrugged and went on my own little mission again. Miranda turned to me in surprise again, though this time I hadn't started slipping my finger through her pussy lips. No, this time since Miranda had sat so far back on my leg and hip, her ass was hanging a little more bare and I slid my middle finger down from the top of her ass crack, between the cleavage of her tight, toned cheeks and teased a place that she'd likely never had anyone roam before. I winked at her, and she glanced around the room to see if anyone was watching us, and I slid my finger deeper until I was tapping at her asshole.

Miranda's hazel green eyes were wide, again making that cute as fuck look with her brow creased. I just tapped on her asshole, feeling the little twist of flesh under the pad of my finger, rubbing around it slowly. I didn't even have any spit on it so trying to go for an insertion was probably a bad idea, but the way she was responding made me wonder if she'd experimented with that herself at some point.

Eventually Miranda decided to try and ignore what I was doing, turning back as Sarah let out an exceptionally loud and long sigh.

"Alright, alright, that's enough," Sarah said. She'd had her hand back and in John's hair, holding his face between her ass cheeks, but now she pushed him away. "That was a decent effort, John. Maybe not as proficient as Tom, but you had some promise."

"Uh, thanks?" he said, then stood. He was completely hard again, but he saw the look Matt was giving him and I noticed John looked particularly worried as he returned to his seat. Once he was sitting, Nicole kind of shifted so that she wasn't directly touching him - pissed for her own reason but trying to hide it - and John glanced at Miranda but she was busy encouraging Sarah.

"Put that ass away and deal the next round," Miranda said.

"I'm getting, I'm getting," Sarah laughed. "Yeesh, someone's eager."

I tapped Miranda's asshole with my finger again and she hiccuped.

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