Danielle didn't know exactly how got into this position. Everything happened so fast that she could only remember blurred segments of what brought her here. All of her inhibitions had faded shot by shot, wholly emptying the bottle of Jack that she had bought earlier. She wasn't alone in finishing the bottle though. She hated to drink alone, so she invited Jeff into her bedroom to do shots with her. Her memory was getting fuzzier by the second, as her body started to perspire. Her head was beginning to spin, but it wasn't due to the alcohol; it was because of the tornado of emotions running through her head.
"How did I get myself into this again?" She thought to herself. "Oh yeah, that stupid bet."
She prided herself as a self proclaimed fellatio queen. She loved to please men, mastering her skills through various different boyfriends of the past. But this wasn't a boyfriend, and the stakes were high on this bet. If she couldn't get Jeff off in less then 5 minutes, then he could do as he pleased with her body. And if she accomplished her goal, then Jeff would have to lick the alphabet across her button and then masterbate himself to orgasm over her chest. It was a win-win situation for both of them, at least physically. It was more or less just a drunk game to add some excitement to the night.
As Jeff dropped his boxers from his hips, his semi hard-on had flopped down hitting Danielle on the bridge of her nose. They both broke out laughing at the spectacle, as Danielle swatted his manhood off to the side. After the laughter had calmed, and a seriousness had taken over the situation, Danielle slowly reached up and palmed Jeff's manhood.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked Jeff.
"Are you chickening out?" Jeff answered.
"No, I'm not chickening out." Danielle replied "But once we do this, we can't undo it."
"It sounds like you want to chicken out." Jeff replied.
"This is your last chance to back out." Danielle told him.
"The bet's on." Jeff told her.
"Okay, time starts.......now!"
Jeff hit the timer button on his phone's stop-clock, as Danielle turned her palm and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. She leaned in to the tip of Jeff's cock, and traced it's tip across her lips as she looked deep into his eyes. She parted her lips slightly and pushed the very tip of his manhood into the opening. The tip of her tongue danced on the hole of his cock, before she clamped her lips down and sucked it like she was trying to get a strawberry up a straw. Jeff's pre-cum shot into her mouth, coating her tongue. Danielle released her suction on the tip of his cock, causing a loud smacking noise from the release. She swallowed down the appetizer that she was given, and then ran her head down his shaft until her lips met her hand.
She coated the shaft of his cock with here saliva, then backed her head off it while sliding her little hand down towards his tip. As soon as her hand would clear his tip, her hand and mouth would slide back down his shaft while tightening her grip. And though her hand could not wrap entirely around his thick cock, she made sure that her fingertips were tracing the big vein on the underside of his cock.