Tom

'Ooh, interesting!' Sarah exclaims. 'I have a challenge for you, Tom. If you can make any girl of your choice cum, just by using your mouth, within a minute, then you can ask that girl to do anything you want. If you lose however, you have to abstain from sexual dares all throughout the game.'

Matt bursts out laughing, and you can't help but giggle a little. There's no way that he can get any of these girls to come within a minute. Not even he is that good. Tom looks at you, then Matt, then back at you and a smile forms on his face.

'Easy peasy,' he arrogantly pronounces. 'Miranda, I think I'll try you out.'

She looks at him with the same sense of horror you are feeling at his choice. Perhaps you should have seen it coming, but the reality would have hit you like a brick nonetheless. What if he indeed makes her come, and she has to perform another sexual act on him? She could always stop the game, of course, but is that likely after everything that happened?

'M-me?' she asks, quivering with nerves. 'Why me?'

'Because I wanna see you cum, baby,' the naked douche shuffles over to her, grabbing her lovely thighs. 'And then I want you to make me cum.'

'You can't use your hands!' you quickly interject. 'Only your mouth, she said.'

'I haven't started yet, mate,' he gives you a sly look. 'You'll know it when I do.'

'I'm ready to start the timer,' Matt says, holding out his phone. 'Let's get this moving, shall we?'

'Fine,' Tom says sulkily. 'Spread your legs for me, babe.'

'Um... okay,' Miranda spreads her legs a little awkwardly, raising up her skirt in the process. 'What are you - '

'Now, lie back,' Tom says, having positioned himself on his knees, face in direct eye-line with her crotch. 'Just relax, and leave the work to the professional. You can start the clock now, Matt.' He dives in, having pulled her panties aside, and starts by slowly kissing her down there. Miranda looks around the room, at all of your staring faces, then gives a look that she's not impressed so far. You almost sigh with a little relief, but then her face changes.

'Oh... oh, wow... oh my god, what are you doing?' Her legs cramp a little around his shoulders, and her hands grasp at the floor. 'A-ah! Fuck Tom!' You can tell that she's trying to stop herself from orgasm with all her might, but it has no use, Tom is too good, and she's too excited by it. Finally she shakes and screams with her climax, much to your disappointment, but the master of cunnilingus and professional asshole doesn't stop there. He continues for the full minute, making her climax for an incredibly long, and exponentially intense time.

'Time!' Matt cries a little desperately, and finally Tom comes up for air, a massive smile on his face.

'Now, don't try and tell me that that wasn't incredibly impressive,' he says. 'How long did it take, 30 seconds?' All Miranda can do is nod, a completely dazed look on her face, her breathing heavy. 'Well then, I have won the challenge...'