Sarah

The bottle lands on Sarah, whos cackling up a storm, more than excited to see what kind of dare Matt could spin.

"You have a strap-on, right?" Sarah laughs in the face of the question, as if its the most hilarious thing in the world.

"No shit I do!" She jerks her thumb over her shoulders, pointing towards the still bound Miranda who's limply laying with her head in Nicole's lap. "That slut likes her cocks nice and thick! So, she only gets the best toys around!" Matt eagerly rubs his hands together, a huge and perverse grin splitting across his face.

"I dare you to fuck Tom." Tom is torn between offense that he would be fucked without permission but also so intrigued. Sarah licks her lips, pulling out bundle of pale pink rope and a matching thick strap on that was about ten inches long and about four inches thick. The bundle of rope is tossed into Matt's lap.

"Tie him up," She smirks, pulling the strap-on on and eagerly grabs the bottle of lube. Sarah strokes the cock, lube dripping with each lewd motion. "Tie his ankles to the legs of the couch, spread eagle and tie his wrists together. I love when my sluts cry and beg for me to stop. . . John, hold him down so Matt can tie him up!" You blink, confused by her instructions. You fumble, completely at a loss.

I-Isnt this illegal?

L-Like ****. . . ?

However, your hesitation only serves to piss Sarah. The next thing you know, she's calling Nicole over to do what you couldn't. She's still as drunk as ever, but she's ready and willing to pounce and because of his surprise, she's tearing away his clothes before he could even stop her.

Licking her lips, Nicole grabs the red coil of rope tossed to her by Sarah, using it to bound his wrists behind his back once he's been stripped naked and proceeds to shove him face down into the cushions on the couch. Matt fumbles with the pale pink rope, wrapping it around Tom's kneecaps and ankles and then around the legs of the couch, keeping him spread eagle as Sarah requested.

"Oh yeah" Sarah chuckles, digging her nails into the flesh of his cheeks, eagerly parting them to get a good look at his virgin hole. "I love breaking in shitty little virgins like you. . ." Her thumb pushes against his the hole, its still slick with lube from when he was fingered earlier. Nice and prepared for her. She eagerly presses the blunt head of the faux-cock against his hole, slowly easing the blunt tip in. "I especially love it when you sluts cry and beg for me to get out of your hole, but by the end of tonight, I'll fuck each of you sluts!" She looks over her shoulder, giving me a smug look.

"Especially you John, you look like you'd make for a nice sex toy and cum dump!" She jerks her hips forward, roughly sinking the strap on into Tom's hole. He jerks forward across the couch, moaning at the feeling. Sarah grabs him by his hair, holding him in place as she begins to viciously jerk her hips forward. Her victim's bound hands are twitching, fingers desperately trying to grab something.

You cant stop your face from flushing a dark red color, despite the rough handling and complete domination, Tom is moaning like a bitch in heat. Does he. . . does he have a **** kink? Youre starting to think he does because all he can do is moan and beg for more between his protests to stop in this high pitched, pleased and whiny voice. Sarah notices the surprised and yet curious look on your face as you watch. "Ha! I bet you WISH this cock was in your ass, you slut! I'll make sure to give you a nice sticky load and then your whoreish studs can stuff you full once I'm done breaking that ass in!"

"I dont think so." Matt sighs, placing his hands on his hips. Without warning, he suddenly yanks you closer to him, pulling you into his lap and you can feel his hard cock pulsing against your plush ass. "I'll be the one taking his virginity tonight."

Oh.

Oh god.

Sarah delivers a few more relentless thrusts to Tom's hole, eagerly destroying his ass before she does something with the strap on. And . . . Oh. . . Oh gosh. There's cum or something leaking from Tom's gaping hole, the rim twitches and puckers, looking for something to fill it up once more. OH GOD. The strap-on must have had some way to pump out a cum substitute.

Sarah turns around, facing the two of you with a perverted and smug grin on her face as she marches closer. She so close that the strap on is dangling over your head, dripping the artificial cum on your hair and beads of it hang over your face.

"Let's make a wager then, whoever take his virginity gets to keep him as their **** for the upcoming week AND they get to fuck everyone else in this saucy little get together." The girls eagerly agree to this without a moment of hesitation. Matt digs his hands into your waist, keeping you firmly in his lap as he agrees. And Tom? Well, he's completely out of it, whining softly and begging for more.