Sarah's paper

Silently you read Sarah's name on the scrap of paper and try to think of a dare that would let you put your cock away. You know she'd object if you just dared her to let you do it and from the ravenous stares of the other girls you assume they would side with her. So instead you need something that makes Sarah an active participant, while also hiding your cock. Thinking you might have found the wording to fulfill those conditions you open your mouth to speak.

"Sarah," You begin, the sound of her name making her grin as she looks at you. "I dare you to give me something to cover my... my dick." You finish your sentence a little weakly, wilting a little under Sarahs hungry stare. "Playing hard to get John?" She asks, licking her lips as she looks at you. "That's okay, I like a tease." As she speaks she rises from her seat and slowly walks over to you. "And I know just what to cover that big thing with." She stops just in front of you and you look up at her in silent confusion. It doesn't look like Sarah has anything for your crotch.

Without another word she grabs the hem of her top with both hands and pulls it up in one smooth motion, once more unveiling her large breasts now only contained by a lacey bra. Your jaw drops at the unexpected sight and you feel your dick twitch in response. She's in the same state of undress as Nicole but because of her larger bust the sight is undeniably more sexual. Those pale pillows seem to bounce a little with Sarahs every action, as if they had a life of their own. Even the subtle motion of her breathing makes them swell and heave like white crested waves in a storm. She grins at your reaction and leans forward slightly, giving you an even better view of the deep ravine of her cleavage. "Like what you see?" She asks in a hushed whisper. Blushing you try to stammer out some sort of lie but she cuts you off. "Don't answer that, I can see you do." Her eyes glance pointedly down to your cock as she says that, drawing attention to the drip of precum that has formed at its head. "Don't worry, I'll get it." She murmurs playfully.

Holding her white top between two fingers she positions it above your crotch before releasing it, allowing it to drop onto your cock like a handkerchief. A dark spot instantly forms on the white fabric as your precum soaks into it and even the gentle touch of the cloth makes you shiver. As the shirt settles it forms a shape like a white tent, with one tall solid pole in the middle. Hardly the camouflage you were hoping for. As if sensing your disappointment Sarah speaks again. "Is that enough, or do you want a little more coverage?" As she asks that her hands retreat behind her back to her bra strap, threatening to unleash her big breasts completely.

"N-no no, that's plenty. Thank you." You stammer out quickly, wary of letting things go too far. "That's a shame." Sarah replies, pulling her hands back from her bra with a small pout. Turning around she grabs the hat from the table, making sure to bend low and push her ass towards you, before returning to her seat. As she walks away you can focus on the room again. Nicole and Miranda both are still looking at your crotch, your effort to conceal your dick evidently having done little more than tease them. At least Matt and Tom both seem happier, the pair of them admiring the jiggle of Sarahs breasts as she walks. When you catch Matts eye however he frowns and quickly looks away. Clearly you're not out of the woods yet for accidentally seducing his crush with your dick.

When Sarah gets back to her seat she adopts the same comfortable position from before and stirs the papers with a finger. "Lets see what's next." She says with a grin.