Simon escalates

Tom's next command sent a jolt through the room. "Simon says touch a cock," he announced, his voice steady, eyes glinting with mischief. The command hung in the air, heavy with implication.

Everyone hesitated, the tension palpable. This was a line none of you had expected to cross. You could see the shock and uncertainty in the eyes of your friends, each of them processing the audacity of Tom's command.

Miranda, standing next to you, looked at you with wide eyes, her cheeks flushing deeper. Her hesitation was clear, but there was also a flicker of determination. She bit her lip, then reached out, her fingers trembling slightly as they brushed against your erection. The contact sent a shiver through your body, intensifying the mix of arousal and embarrassment.

Sarah and Nicole exchanged glances, a silent conversation passing between them. Sarah moved first, stepping toward Matt with a nervous smile. Her hand found its way to the front of his jeans, resting there lightly. Matt's eyes widened, his breath hitching at the unexpected touch.

Nicole, on the other hand, took a deep breath and approached Tom. Her fingers brushed against the fabric of his pants, her touch tentative. Tom's smirk softened slightly, as if he hadn't fully expected his own command to be followed through so earnestly.

The room was silent except for the sound of heavy breathing and the rustle of clothing. You could feel the weight of the moment, the intense mix of emotions swirling within you. Part of you resented Tom for pushing the boundaries so far, but another part couldn't deny the raw, electric charge it brought to the game.

Miranda's hand lingered for a moment longer before she pulled away, her eyes avoiding yours. The touch had been brief but powerful, leaving you even more aware of your vulnerability.

As the realization hit you that Tom's command applied to the guys as well, it was already too late. Matt and you had to further strip down. Matt, quick to act, reached for your shirt. Before you could protest or even process what was happening, he tugged it over your head, leaving you bare-chested and exposed. The cool air sent a shiver down your spine, amplifying the feeling of vulnerability.

In response, you turned toward Matt, your hands trembling slightly as you grabbed the waistband of his skin-tight shorts. He looked at you with a mix of encouragement and apprehension, his breath catching as you slowly pulled the shorts down, exposing the thin, tight slip underneath. The fabric barely concealed his erection, the outline unmistakable and leaving little to the imagination.

Nicole and Sarah watched intently, their eyes flicking between you and Matt, the intensity of the moment written on their faces. Miranda's gaze lingered on you, a blend of curiosity and something deeper that you couldn't quite decipher.

Tom's grin widened as he surveyed the scene, clearly pleased with the turn of events. "Looks like everyone is getting into the spirit of the game," he remarked, his tone dripping with satisfaction.

"Alright, let's keep going," Tom said, his voice commanding attention. "Simon says sit down."

Everyone moved quickly to comply. As you sat, you couldn't help but feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins, the anticipation of what would come next hanging heavily over the room.