You play, and draw Tom

You reek of sex, you’re coated with sweat and you don’t even know where your shirt is. There’s no way you’re leaving anytime soon. You’re not even sure if Miranda can walk yet. Lifting her up slightly you allow your limp dick to fall out of her before rolling off the used condom and tossing it in the bin. For want of something else to do you reach forward, doing your best not to disturb cm as she catches her breath. Grabbing a slip you turn it to your eyes and sigh when you rad what it says. Tom . You feel disappointed but it’s not like you had any plan for a dare anyway

Crinkling the paper between your fingers you try to think. Looking up you see Tom and Sarah both staring daggers at you between hushed whispers. Suddenly you realize that this animosity might not just disappear with the end of the game. You really don’t want to live the rest of your life looking over your shoulder in case one of them decides to be petty back.

You decide to give a dare that’s at least an attempt at burying the hatchet. "Tom, I dare you to take something out that box and fuck Sarah with it until she’s satisfied". Tom seems at least a little placated by this. "Cheers bro, you’re cooler than you look." He tells you with a thumbs up. Sarah meanwhile still looks displeased. You hope that once she’s been fucked she’ll feel a little less bitter. Or at least be too distracted to think about being mad for a while.

Tossing Sarah aside onto the arm of the chair Tom grabs the box and pulls out a darkly wrapped condom before putting it down on the ground. Grabbing Sarah again he throws her down on the table rather roughly, so she is lead on her back with her head towards you and her lower half towards am. She’s also right next to the dildo, that’s remained stuck down since she first used it all those turns ago.

Running her fingers up and down it idly taunts you while waiting for am to get ready. "Pay attention Miranda, you’re about to see how a real man fucks." While she says this she leans back, looking at you with an upside down smirk. Miranda can only just now lift her head, you doubt she’ll be watching too closely or seeing anything she hasn’t experienced. You feel a lot more confident in your relationship now but you're still glad that she's not looking as Tom pulls down his pants to loose his thick cock.

"Why would she need to see it Sarah, she just felt it." You shoot back. Sarah is about to reply but an unexpected buzzing noise stops her. "What the-" she begins, glancing down at am, revealing that he chose the vibrating condom. "I should have known you’d pick that!" She shouts angrily. "They’re expensive yknoooooooo". Her complaints dissolve into a drawn out moan of pleasure as Tom sink’s his dick all the way into her, holding himself in so the condoms vibrating base stimulates her clit. Sarahs eyes cross and she throws her head back and slaps the table as Tom keeps the pressure on, like pushing a regular vibrator against Sarahs most sensitive regions.

When he pulls back the fight has gone completely from Sarah. "Oh well, I guess you can use it." She sighs, wrapping her legs around Toms waist to encourage him to keep fucking her. Tom of course needs no encouragement. With Sarahs long legs around him he begins pounding her so hard the table creaks, his huge rod somehow being taken in entirely by Sarahs tight pussy. Every time he pushes in deep enough that the vibrator touches Sarahs clit she squeals in pleasure, her legs tightening around him in a desperate attempt to hold him in place.

Between screams of pleasure Sarah throws her head back again, looking at you and Miranda. "Miranda you you have to try thissss." she moans, sounding genuine for once rather than just mocking. In your lap Miranda watches this, enraptured. She spins a little to sit side on to give herself a better view and you feel your stomach drop. Shirt or no shirt you should have just left, but it’s too late now. You only hope that Miranda is just curious enough to watch, not enough to want a try of her own. Back on the table Tom is maximizing the impact of the vibrator, spiraling his hips when he bottoms out in Sarah to ensure full contact. It’s this action that drives Sarah to her first orgasm, her head thrown back in ecstasy and her eyes staring unfocused at you.

Tom isn’t done however. In your hubris you’d gotten elaborate with your dare, and now Tom wasn’t going to stop his performance until Sarah begged him. The sight of Sarah shuddering on the table, drool leaking from her open mouth, is arousing you, and you’re sure Miranda feels the same. Despite only just finishing fucking Miranda your rebellious cock starts to harden again and she bites her lip as she watches the display.

"Are you satisfied Sarah?" Tom gloats, stopping his thrusting for a moment. "No. More!" Sarah cries, desperately trying to pull him back into her with her heels. "If you insist." He replies, ramming his cock back into her, making her body tense again as he fills her completely. He immediately resettles into his former rhythm and sets to work fucking Sarah to another mind blowing, eye rolling, leg shaking orgasm.

He keeps pounding Sarah for the next ten minutes with the same brutal pace. His huge cock repeatedly stretching her battered pussy as she lays limply on the table, mewling in pleasure. Over this time it becomes apparent that Matt and Nicole aren’t returning, and you can’t say you blame them. You wish you’d quit the game and chosen privacy now too, as your crush stares entranced at the alpha male mating display in front of her. Tom doesn’t say anything to her but he doesn’t have to, his thrusts and Sarahs moans say it all more loudly than words ever could.

After what must have been Sarahs sixth orgasm since Tom rammed his big cock inside her she weakly raises a hand. "Stop Tom." She says, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Are you satisfied?" He asks her, his hard stick still half buried in her dripping pussy. "Yes." She sighs, signaling Tom to withdraw completely, the action of pulling out making Sarah tremble again. Looking at Tom you see that he hasn’t actually came himself, his dick is still hard inside the condom and the little motor still buzzes dutifully.

Leaving Sarah shuddering on the table Tom reaches over her to grab the hat. You realize that he intends to keep playing and, now that it’s just the four of you, he can almost certainly get what he wants. Miranda seems to realize this too, but she doesn’t look scared. Instead she fidgets nervously in your lap, her eyes trained on Toms throbbing latex clad erection, still dripping with Sarahs pussy juice as he draws a slip