Sarah

“Matt, I dare you to come take over from me,” I said. I drove into Sarah once last time, deep enough to feel her clit press against my pubic bone as I tried to savour the feeling of her for one last moment, before pulling out.

Nicole was looking at you in surprise, and Tiff scoffed a little.

“Simp!” Tom jeered at me.

“That doesn’t even make sense,” I countered.

Matt, on the other end of the reaction spectrum, had hopped to his feet and immediately crossed the patio to the grass. As I stood up I offered him a fist bump, hoping that I’d picked right. “Yeah, not right now,” he said, shooting me an uncomfortable look for a moment before he knelt between Sarah’s legs. He laid his big cock on top of her abdomen, her clit pressed to the bottom of the base. It almost reached her belly button. I had no idea how Sarah’s body was going to accommodate a baseball bat like that.

It did though. She didn’t take him quite as easily as she had me, Matt needing to take a few exploratory thrusts to work his way all the way in, but she took him. When he was bottomed out Sarah groaned and patted Nicole to give her some breathing space for a moment. “Fuck, Matty,” she panted. “Just- hold there for a minute…”

I backed off from the threesome, seeing that Nicole was adjusting her own footing so that she wasn’t leaning towards Matt so much as she lowered herself back down to Sarah’s lips. Instead of hovering, I went back to sit with Miranda, who immediately leaned in and kissed me, putting her hand on my cock and squeezing it despite the slick residue of Sarah still on it.

“I don’t get it,” she asked me quietly. “Why not dare Matt to do something with Tiff? I mean, I get not wanting to push him at me or Nicole at this point - the way you’re looking at both of us says as much. But why give up fucking Sarah?”

“Because Matt has been crushing on Sarah as long as I have on you,” I told her just as quietly. Matt was starting to get into a fucking rhythm over on the grass, dominating the attention of the others, but I didn’t want to draw any attention to the minor, if not obvious, secrets I was spilling. “I’m sure he would have taken full advantage of fucking Tiff if I dared him to, but he’d be frustrated that I fucked Sarah after this without some sort of mia culpa symbolic gesture. And you’re right, I didn’t want that to be in the form of you or Nicole.”

“That’s kind of weirdly sweet,” she said and kissed me on the cheek. “But you know there’s a risk if we keep playing this game that Nicole or I will get dared to do something with him. Or me with Tom.”

“If I ask you to, will you use your forfeit to stop that?” I asked her. “It’s not really fair, since I’ve done stuff with Tiff and Sarah at this point, but-”

She kissed me again, sweetly and on the lips. When she pulled back, she was grinning. “I want you to be the only cock I play with tonight.”

I couldn’t help but grin, and she grinned back and bumped her nose against mine softly.

“OK. Get this game rolling again, babe,” she said. “Find me a reason to get your rod inside of me.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I smiled and mock saluted her. I stood up and grabbed the names bowl and brought it over to the threesome.

Matt was now pounding into Sarah at speed, her tits rocking and rolling as she tried to thrust back at him, while Nicole sat up straight in a squat with her pussy still getting munched on by the redhead. “Here you go, bud,” I said to Matt, holding the bowl out to him. “Your turn.”

Then I was surprised because as Matt blinked and realized what I was saying and reached for the bowl with one hand, Nicole reached out as well but grabbed something else. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and pulled me towards her, taking me into her mouth and giving me a couple of sucks.

“Fuck,” I grunted. Nicole looked up at me, the head of my cock between her lips, and smiled with her eyes as she sucked.

“Tiff,” Matt read out and tossed the name back into the bowl. He looked over at the older redhead, who was sitting in the chair that he had been in up until his current activity. When he looked at her, the look on his face told me that he held her as responsible as he did me for Sarah having sex with someone other than him. She’d done it twice to him, too. “I dare you to get completely naked and fuck yourself with a beer bottle.”

I definitely wasn't expecting Tiff to laugh at that. She was already bottomless but was still wearing that casual top that clung around her big tits. I wasn’t really sure what she would be laughing at unless she thought fucking a beer bottle was child's play compared to what was going on. But she proved me wrong quickly.

“I double-dog dare you,” she said.

Big brain plays from the older sister, I thought.

“Fuck,” Matt said. “God damn it.”

“Hah! She fucking got you, you big dicked freak,” Tom howled his laughter. “Now you need to stick a beer bottle up your ass.”

“No, fuck that. I’ll use my forfeit,” Matt said.

“I think that means you get a punishment, Matt,” Miranda said.

“I say he needs to stop fucking Sarah and go sit on the diving board alone,” Tiff suggested.

“Guuuh,” Matt groaned, and slowly pulled out of Sarah. “Fuck.”

“No, I think the point is No Fuck,” Tiff chuckled. “Now go on, Massive Meat Matt. I’m sure you’ll be back in the game soon enough.”

Matt slowly stood, his eyes trying to take in every moment of Sarah with her legs spread for him before he sulked around the side of the pool over to the diving board.

“Alright, bring me that bowl,” Tiff gestured to me. I had to step away from Nicole to do it, which I wasn’t thrilled about, but the game was the game and Nicole had already said tonight wasn’t the last night we’d mess around.

Tiff smirked at me as I brought her the bowl, and she reached in and ruffled her fingers around inside before pulling a name.

“Oh, good. I get a redo…”

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