On your knees

You briefly test your knees a few times, feeling along the back of your calves. They are certainly your own, smooth and supple, toned and well maintained from years of running and hiding. Time to use the knees for something, you think to yourself.

You drop to your knees, breathing deeply and placing your hands behind your back. Her scent filled the air, a deep, musky smell that seems to awaken a primal need you had never quite felt before. You lean forwards, your tongue flicking along her very tip, before scooting a bit closer and wrapping your lips around her member, maintaining eye contact the entire time.

Alicia gasps, letting out a low moan as you begin to take her member into your mouth. It goes well at first, but within a second or two she begins to fail at holding back her arousal, and the cock in your mouth starts to twitch as it quickly hardens and expands, pressing against the sides of your mouth and back into your throat. Her eyes begin to roll back in her head from pleasure, but you steadily continue your administration, working your way down her masculine organ.

You feel like it's impossibly to actually get all of her organ inside of you. Feeling her head impact the roof of your mouth as she slowly twitches bigger and bigger, growing to an impossible length. You shift to try and fit more, the thickness pushing your tongue out of the way, as you feel tears starting to sting the corners of your eyes. You **** her head past your gag reflex, throat pulsing around her shaft as the obscene bulge of her cock slides further and further down. Holding your breath as long as you can, the tip of her member reaches the top of your breasts on the outside of your body before you give in, pulling back and collapsing to the floor, long strings of precum and spit mixing to trail from your lips. All in all, you made it maybe a third of the way down her monstrous cock, marked by the line of wetness from your saliva.

"Th- that's impossible..." you managed to ****. "You can't possibly be conscious with that much blood down there."

"Well, dear, I never said it would be easy. I even told you that I was guaranteed to win," she says with a bit of a mocking smile, one of her hands finding the bottom of your face to pull you back into a standing position, and planting a kiss on your lips, tasting a bit of herself in the process. Eventually the two of you do separate, and she continues to hold a bit of a mocking smile, but has no shortage of offers.

"That is a failure, though, but I'm willing to give some more options. I can just give you a penalty as intended- I've got something delicious picked out for you. However, if you'd like to do a bit of a double-or-nothing wager, we could go for the game of chance to even the score, and I'll even give you an even 50% chance of winning. Or, if you'd like to pick the safe option, if you can finish the second half of the task and make me cum with your mouth, I'll give you a lightened penalty. What do you think, dear?"