Sarah over Matt!

"Oh, fun," Sarah said as she flipped over a Queen, looking around the circle and seeing that Matt was the lowest card with a six.

Matt, for his part, looked pretty hopeful. His crush, who had been flirting with him off and on all night, had the chance to get physical with him.

Sarah being Sarah had a different thought. "Matty, I think I'm going to dare you to make a choice. You either need to take one item of clothing off of Nicole or Miranda using only your teeth, or you strip naked."

Matt raised a hand and opened his mouth to say something, then realized he was lost for words.

"Nice one," I said to Sarah.

"I thought so," she laughed.

Matt looked to Nicole. "Don't you even think about it, Matt," she growled, still playing the ice queen despite the fact that my hand was under her shirt and trailing my fingers across her skin, and her leg was pressed back feeling my cock getting firm.

He turned to Miranda. "I think a gentleman would take one for the team, wouldn't he?" she asked.

"Yeah, but I don't really want to be the next one naked," Matt said after a moment. "Sorry, Miranda." He said it to her, but looked guiltily at John, who was shocked that his friend would choose to strip his crush.

Matt stood up and approached Miranda, who crossed her arms over her chest and looked at him as if to say, 'Now what?'

Mat sighed and got down on his knees, then slowly leaned closer until he reached the hem of her shirt, then stopped. "Hold on," he said, and turned to Sarah. "Can I at least have her stand up? It'll make things a lot easier."

"That's fine," Sarah nodded.

Miranda rolled her eyes but stood up. Matt leaned forward again, and even you were surprised when the kid showed a little cajones and instead of biting the hem of Miranda's shirt, he went lower and got the waistband of her panties. He quickly tugged down, the elasticized fabric stretching for a moment before he adjusted and pulled them down to her knees in one shot.

"Matt!" Miranda said, immediately trying to cover up the tight little brown bush she was sporting, her pubic hair and warm, rich brunette like her hair and trailing down along her pussy lips. Usually you preferred your girls waxed clean, but the look was hot on Miranda.

"Erm srreh," he muttered, getting down on his hands and knees to pull the panties the rest of the way down her legs.

Miranda sat down in a hurry, stepping out of her panties, and Matt stood up with them in his teeth. He let them go and caught them, holding them up to Sarah. "Good?" he asked.

"Definitely," Sarah cackled.

Miranda had her lands buried in her lap, covering herself. "I can't believe you did that, Matt," she scowled.

"Yeah, dude. What the fuck?" John chipped in. "Not cool."

Matt raised his hand, shrugging hard. "Whatever, isn't this the point of the game? Sarah made me do a dare, I did it."

"It's true," Sarah said. "And he definitely did it."

"Whatever," Miranda sighed. Her legs were pressed closed around her hands and now I couldn't see shit. What I had seen had definitely interested me though. "Let's just play the next round so I'm not the center of attention."

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