You choose Sarah

“I choose Sarah,” you said finally nodding resolutely. How could you fuck Nicole? Just a few minute ago she admitted that she was a virgin and hadn’t even kissed a boy. Plus, just because this was a party didn’t exactly mean that there wouldn’t be consequences for your choice later. Still… she looked awfully disappointed. How much did Nicole have to drink at the party again? She was showing some feelings she’d never really hinted at before.

“Fuck yeah!” Sarah shouted with the joy of a woman who’d gotten exactly what she wanted. “I’ve been needing a dick since I got to play with Matt…”

“You also never got dressed. Makes this a little easier,” you said, eyeing Matt warily. He looked hurt, but not too angry. Perhaps he realized the position you got put into. You’d discussed playing this game beforehand, so you were both aware something like this was a possibility.

“Damn right it does,” Sarah said. You’d been planning on removing your own clothes, but she walked up to you and had your pants unbuttoned and on the floor in an instant. “Just the way I like it – easy. But hard, too.”

Despite you planning on sort of taking the initiative, and the fact that it was your dare, she seemed to be in charge now as she shoved you into the chair that had been moved aside earlier after Nicole’s lapdance. She barely waited until you were planted in the chair before taking hold of your cock and stroking it, apparently wanting to make completely sure that you were at full mast. Given what had been going on for the last few minutes, though, that was not an issue.

You did your best not to look at Matt as Sarah moved herself up off of your lap and slowly slid forward. Your head slipped in between her nether lips and rubbed slowly downward, more and more pressure building against the head until it finally reached her entrance. Almost immediately the tip popped inside, her velvety walls squeezing with the intensity of her need. She wasted no time in lowering herself, until bit-by-bit your entire shaft was embedded deep inside of her.

“Fuck, I love foreplay as much as the next girl but-“

Sarah emphasized each of her next words with a sudden up and down thrust, sliding along your shaft and then slamming back down with so much **** the first one actually hurt a little.

“I…”

Sarah started to move back up, and you felt every single inch of her walls as they slid along your shaft. As wet as she was, her muscles were clamping with **** you wouldn’t have dreamed of.

“…want…”

With another downward thrust you swore your tip entered her womb, and after that she went crazy, starting to raise and lower herself wildly, no real rhythm but simple animalistic urges fueling her.

“…DICK!”

Sarah’s moans filled the empty silence of the room as she continued to gyrate and bounce on your lap, her skin slapping against yours over and over at a volume that almost matched her moans. You latched your hands onto her hips and then held on for the ride, letting her take over.

“I’m… I’m… I’m cumming!”

Surprisingly, it wasn’t Sarah but Miranda who was screaming now. You looked down in time to see her plunging three fingers into her pussy, clear fluid coating her to the wrist and slowly ebbing out of her as she used her other hand to rub her clit into a frenzy. Her entire lower half was a mess of twitches and spasms, her eyes were open but staring blankly at the ceiling as her orgasm washed over her.

“I’m not… getting denied… again!”

All at once Sarah’s efforts turned into frantic smashing. Before Miranda could recover from her orgasm and officially declare the dare over, Sarah tried to turn your hips into a pile of shattered bones and flesh. Her hand was moving so fast over her clit that it felt like she was vibrating. Abruptly she stopped thrusting entirely, slamming down onto your lap and throwing her head back. Her red hair whipped wildly as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Your dick felt like it was in a vice as Sarah clamped down with everything she had – despite her reputation you were amazed at how tightly she could squeeze down.

“Holy shit…”

The utterance came from a few people, yourself included. Sarah’s body went limp after a few seconds, and you allowed her to slide herself off of you despite the raging boner you still had.

“Your turn,” Miranda said, eyeing you with a look of satisfaction, and perhaps a touch of envy. She extended her arm with the hat stretched out toward you, and you found yourself curious as to who you would find.