This one little piggy!

"Can I pick two of them? Can I? Can I?" Asks Sarah playfully.

"Nope, I'm sorry" Replies Nicole with a seriousness that's really out of place, given that she's also half-naked and that Sarah is clearly joking.

"Ok, I'll make do." Sighs the red-headed girl, disappointed.

She looks at you, then Tom and lastly Matt .

"John, come here sexy." Exclaims with almost no hesitation the red-headed vixen while sitting on the couch and patting the place next to her.

You glance at Miranda while you warily move towards Sarah.
Your crush dosen't seem to care, she's meddling with her phone.
Matt instead looks blatantly pissed.

"So, hmm ... what you want me to do?" You ask hesitantly.

She smiles you malicioulsly and takes your hands, placing them on her breasts.

Damn! So full and heavy!

Matt and you always fantasized about Sarah's fantastic rack. She was always a tease at school, wearing shirts and tops of a smaller size.

That before your friend started to talk romantically about her ...

"She's not a slut. She's a girl who knows what she wants." He used to say.

I guess we'll see about that, Matt...

You feel Matt's eyes piercing your nape, as your hands start to move on their own will.
The blue fabric of her bra flows undrer your fingers, as you caress one by one your best friend's crush tits.

"I'm not made of glass, you know." Smirks Sarah, gaining your attention.

You raise your eyes from her chest for a moment, meeting her beatiful green eyes.

Wait ...Sarah has green eyes? How come I dind't notice until now?

You start to squeeze. Gently, feeling her swollen nipples under your thumbs.
You have to resist the urge to tear her bra and start sucking on them.
In the end you're just playing with her breast, Matt will get over it, you say to yourself as your caresses get bolder.

A delicate hand grasps your shoulder and moves down to your hand.
Sarah seems to be enjoing your touch.
She licks her lips and takes your hand down on her belly, while her other hand unbuttons her jeggings.

"I'm not just a pair of tits." She chuckles.

Her hand takes yours further down, placing it just above the elastic of her panties.
Seemingly, she wants you to take a bit of initiative.
You turn to Matt for a split second.
He's seems to be really mad now, but you can't really focus at the moment.

Sarah brushes on you cheek, biting you earlobe.

"What are you waiting for?" She whisper in you ear.

Your fingers slips under the fabric of her panties, meeting her soft, short-trimmed, pubic hair.
Further down you found her swollen labia.
She gasps as you part them gently, discovering her thorbbing clit.

With your middle finger you slide between her moist folds.
She's soaked down there.
Yet, she looked like she was the most in control during the game.
You feel her forehead pressed on your shoulder, while her hand tightens on your arm.

"Waitwaitwait!" She huffs just before you finger enters her drenched pussy.
"W-Want to spoil my fun already? This was just the appetizer." Whispers raggedly in your ear.

She gets off from you, with your hand still inside her panties, and takes a deep breath.

"Ok, I'm good. John, dear, the dare is over, you can take back your hand." She smirks, again in full controll of herself.

You blush, and quickly retreat your arm.

Matt's glare fuels your guilt, but you cock it's almost bursting inside you pants.
What else you could have done, after all?
Also Sarah seems totally oblivious of your best friend's feelings, smiling promisingly at you as she curls back in her place.

You walk back to your seat, giving your back to your best friend's agry face, savouring unnoticed the aroma still lingering on your fingers.