A Dare for Regan

Mary was still feeling a bit heady from Misty's sensual ministrations as she scanned the group of players. Who should I choose? She thought scrunching her brow as she ponder her choices. There are so many possibilities. So many hot girls and tasty guys. But I know who I want to get to know better.

"Misty truth or..." Mary started to say before being interrupted.

"You can't choose Misty," Venus interjected.

"Why not?" Mary asked a bit shocked and dejected.

"Because you interacted with her during the last turn. You have to take a round off before you two can be involved again," Regan replied with a slight smirk.

"Fine," Mary said in a huff. "Regan then. Truth or Dare?"

Regan slowly pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose as the edges of his mouth curled into a wicked grin. "Dare."

Mary reached into the red box and pulled out a card. "Dare: Give the reader of this card..." Mary's voice then trailed offed as the shock of what she was reading silenced her.

"Speak up girl," Venus said as Mary continued to stare at the words on the card in silence. "What's the dare?"

Mary looked up at Venus and back at the card but remained silent. Finally, Misty reached over and took the card from her. "Dare: Give the reader of this card head for two minutes removing any clothing that is in the way for the duration of the game. Bonus if receiver cums they must reciprocate."

Regan stood up and walked to Mary who sat frozen in place. "Stand up," He commanded.

Mary mechanically did as she was told. As she stood in front of the man who in mere moments would have his tongue between her legs her self-confidence began to waver. All the pleasure she had received from Misty seemed to have happened a lifetime ago. Her hands of their own accord raised to cover her naked breasts. Regan reached out, took her by the wrists, and firmly lowered them to her side.

Regan placed a reassuring hand on Mary's shoulder and leaned to whisper in her ear. "I'm going to enjoy tasting you but near as much as I'm going to enjoy the blow job you're going to give me after I make you cum in front of everyone." Mary's eyes went wide at the bravado of Regan's pronouncement.

Regan dropped to his knees and with a deliberate pace undid the clasp of Mary's jeans. He then slowly lowered the zipper. The measured time in which Regan took to undress Mary caused her senses to heighten. So much so that to her the sound of each tooth of the zipper releasing from the other seemed like a deafening roar.

Mary shuddered as Regan languidly pulled down her trousers. "A matching set of lacy lingerie. I think maybe someone was hoping something like this might happen."

"You're wrong," Mary lied unconvincingly.

"Am I?" Regan asked in a disbelieving tone as he hooked his fingers under the waistband in preparation of removing Mary's last layer of clothing. "I think once I remove these we will all find out how right I am."

Mary closed her eyes, and her face reddened. Misty had got her primed and ready and now Regan slow, and deliberate pace along with the unexpected thrill of doing this in front of a group had her already on the verge. She wondered how she would hold out for two minutes without climaxing to Regan eating her out.

"See you are already ahead of me," Regan mocked as he removed Mary's panties. "That beautiful slit of yours is glistening in anticipation."

"You know you've only got two minutes Regan?" Misty said in a grating voice.

"The clock doesn't start until I taste her desire for this," Regan replied throwing Misty's earlier statement back at her.

Mary began to squirm as Regan held his face as close to her pussy as possible without actually touch her. His warm breath causing her juices to flow. Oh God I'm already so close how am I ever going to hold out for two minutes?