Matt

“Well, well...” Miranda says, shifting her stance as she reads the paper. She changes her posture just a little, trying to find a more comfortable way to move around with the plug up her ass. “Looks like I have Matt in my clutches.”

Miranda makes a lion face at Matt with matching finger-claws. Her pale 36C tits jiggle as she chuckles at her own silliness. Awkwardly clearing her throat, she quickly regained composure. It’s details like these that keep making you fall for Miranda all the time.

“What kind of dare do I want?” Miranda taps a finger to her lip, suddenly concentrating. “Well, in the last few dares asked, Tom mauled me and Nicole in the closet before fucking Sarah's virgin ass.”

Miranda turned to Sarah with a false, apologetic cringe, “I mean, ex-virgin asshole.”

“Bitch.” Sarah folded her arms below her ample tits.

“Whore,” Miranda responded. Sarah stuck out her tongue and Miranda smiled back at her close friend. Miranda cleared her throat ceremoniously and continued.

“After that, Nicole got a metal broom against her pussy and stripped. And, oh yeah I forgot! Both her and I have matching butt plugs. So, us ladies are seeing a lot of fire, especially from Tom, but not enough smolder.”

Confused looks circle the room, but Miranda stands confidently, facing each of the group. She is definitely up to something. As Miranda turns back to face the others, you can see the hint of butt plug poking out the sides of her green panties.

“Matt, since you already came, what, four times? I'm gonna slow things down for you and let you do anything you want to Sarah. BUT if either or you gets aroused the dare is over. Until then, treat Sarah like she’s your girlfriend, Matt.”

At that last part, Matt slowly looks over to Sarah and locks eyes with her. Matt blushes tremendously and looks away just as quickly, but Sarah keeps her gaze on him as a hint of a smile forms. She quickly laced her fingers in Matt's hand and, when she gets his attention, leans in with parted lips for a kiss.

Nicole gets a tap on the shoulder from Tom. She rolls her eyes when she sees the message. “Wait, who gets to say when they’re aroused?” Tom quickly turns the page and quickly scratches another sentence. Nicole reads the scribble, then shakes her head, “Since Tom makes me really wet, I think he should be judge.”

“You want to be Mr Judge?” Miranda asks. Tom nods with a perverse smirk. “Fine, you will judge when Matt gets aroused and I will be Ms Judge to Sarah.”

Both Matt and Nicole chuckle at that. Tom appeared to be annoyed by the clever dodge from Miranda, but throws his hands up in defeat. Watching Miranda take control like that is starting to get you real hard again. It seems like she’s had enough of Tom's bullshit for one evening.

Or at least you thought as much, until Tom stands next to Miranda, to judge the dare, and spanks her squarely on her tight ass cheek. Miranda squeaks, and quickly slaps at Tom's bicep. However, it’s the way Miranda’s fingers linger just a split-second too long on Tom's impressive arm that rubs you sour. Not for too long, because the action Matt is getting from Sarah is getting pretty hot.

Matt has one hand cupping Sarah's face, the other running through her lush, red curls. Sarah has her hand on Matt's chest while another is idly caressing his thigh. Their kisses are deep and slow, with rolling tongues making slick sounds of pleasure.

They must be trying to show as much restraint as possible, because Matt's kisses are becoming more intense and Sarah's moans are getting loud. Despite coming several times to Sarah, the red’s attentions are slowly starting to facilitate Matt's cock’s return to action.

Sarah's smooth thighs rub against each other as Matt stops the kiss to whisper into her ear. You can’t hear what is said, but whatever it was made Sarah laugh until her moans overtook her once more. You can see one of Matt's hands glide over Sarah's navel, and idly caress the neat red fur above her pussy.

By this time, Matt's cock has come back to life, but Tom hasn’t called it the end of the dare. Instead, you notice that he is slowly jerking his cock, his eyes fixed on Sarah's marvelous tits. But that’s not all he’s doing. Tom's free hand is softly playing with Miranda’s ass, and fingering under the edges of her panties.

Maybe Miranda hasn’t noticed, because she’s also turned on by the dare she started? Or is she no longer pushing away Tom's advances? You try to say something, but something inside you stops. Your cock gets raging hard at all of these questions, and you wonder how you would react if Miranda did give in and let Tom have his way with her…

“Uh, guys, Matt is clearly hard.” Nicole speaks up. You look over to her and notice she is a little flushed as well, as you see her fingers glisten under the basement lights. Matt gives Nicole a disappointed frown when Sarah stops kissing him and he has to sit back up.

“Wow, that was actually kinda hot.” Tom says in a low, hungry voice. Miranda starts, like she just notices Tom next to her, and quickly brushes away his fondling fingers from under her panty line.

Miranda rejoins you and Nicole on the big couch, but Tom doesn't seem to care. “Damn, Matt, if you want to warm up all of my lady friends for me, and cream them up the way Sarah clearly is, feel free. I have to deal with so many sluts I just don't have the freedom to rile them up all of the time.”

“Ugh, pig,” Nicole spat. Tom stroked his cock in exaggerated gestures and made a kissy face at Nicole as he walked back to his chair. Tom finally out of his way, Matt finally gets up to draw.