I knew I was a bit of a geek, but this was a bit too much for me. The card game we were playing was way too complicated and not exactly exciting. I kept quiet though. I promised Jeremy I would try it, and his friends were well into it so I persisted.
That wasn't to say I wasn't having fun. I liked Jeremy, and I liked his friends. I could be myself around them. I liked a lot of the stuff they liked. Having been brought up mostly by just my dad, I was into most science fiction and fantasy. I could just about hold my own with this lot.
I was still 18 and still at uni. I lived with a couple of friends in our shared rented house, but I had been spending a lot of time here lately. They were more my type than my housemates.
I felt Jeremy touch my leg. His hand caressed the small window of visible bare skin on my thigh. I turned and smiled at him. I swept my long dark hair over my shoulder.
I was wearing a short pink skirt, flowing over my slender thighs. Also a long sleeved black top. Tight on my petite frame. My small breasts just pushed together enough for a bit of cleavage in its low neckline. My long thigh length black socks finished my look. They stopped a couple of inches short of where my skirt began.
His hand slid up my skirt a little bit. My body trembled slightly. I looked sideways and smiled at him. He smiled back. He held his hand there.
He was handsome with a good body and a great cock. Perfect boyfriend material. Unfortunately, I didn't cope well as the good girlfriend so had made it clear we were just fuck buddies. I liked the dynamic, but he didn't, he wanted more.
I didn't want to be tied down. I was only 18 and if I'm being honest, too horny to settle down in a relationship. There was too much fun to be had.
I had met Jeremy at uni and we had hit it off as friends. Now that had turned into the occasional fuck. He had introduced me to his housemates a few weeks ago and we had all got on well. They were all sweet and funny.
Apart from Mark. There always seemed to be a loud cocky one in a group of friends and he was it. When he wasn't being a dick he was amusing, but a lot of the time he went too far. It was a good job I could hold my own with him.
Mark had seen us look at each other, and probably his hand move under the table. He ran his hand through his brown hair and adjusted his glasses.
"Are you playing Jeremy, or are you too busy fondling your girlfriend under the table," he said. He smiled at both of us as he said it. He wasn't nasty he just thought he was funny.
Jeremy took his hand off my leg. It annoyed me that Mark made him feel uncomfortable.
"Now now Mark," I said. "Don't be jealous. I'm sure Jeremy will stroke your leg too if you ask him."
Harry and Riley laughed. Mark smiled.
Harry was sitting next to Mark, opposite me. To his right, on the end of the table was Riley.
Harry was sweet. Kind and thoughtful. The most shy of the four it had taken him a little while to get used to me. He had curly red hair and freckles. Slightly plumper than the others with a handsome rugged face. He was quite a good looking lad, he just didn't quite see it.
Riley had short dark hair. He was tall and slim. He was confident and intelligent. If you wanted an answer about something he was the one to go too.
"Your go Jeremy," Riley said. We had been playing this for hours now. I was losing the will to live.
Jeremy made his move. Apparently the others were impressed so it must have been good. It was lost on me though.
It was my go. I made my move.
"Are you sure that's what you want to do?" Mark said. His face gave me a pitying look. I had to stop my foot from launching at him under the table.
"Pretty sure," I replied, biting my tongue.
"You've probably just set Riley up to win," Mark moaned. I hope so, I thought.
"You worry about your game and I'll worry about mine," I said. I tried to make it sound like I knew what I was doing, but I couldn't concentrate anymore.
"For fucks sake," Mark grumbled under his breath.
"Someone's touchy tonight," I said. "Time of the month is it?" I only said it because it was one of his favourite lines when I was grumpy.
"Yeah right," he said. He lowered his gaze back to his cards. His eyes stopped momentarily on my cleavage as they went.
The others all laughed. I grinned at Mark. He managed a fake smile. There was something wrong with him tonight. He would normally manage a good comeback.
"Are you okay?" I asked. Genuinely concerned. "Where's the witty comeback."
"Not sure," Mark said. "Oh no wait here it is." He made as if to find something under the table and came up with his middle finger up.
It was lame, but we laughed.
We played some more and I got even more bored. We laughed though and drank. As I finished my glass of cider I went to get some more.
As I poured myself another one in the kitchen Jeremy came in. He came up behind and put his hands around my thin waist. He kissed the back of my neck. I made an appreciative moan.
"You okay?" He asked. "Sorry the games boring."
"It's fine," I said. "It is a terrible game though." I reached back and squeezed between his legs. I felt him harden slightly in my hand.
"I'll make it up to you later," he said.
"You better," I replied. "Come on or Mark will start moaning we're ruining the game."
Jeremy gave my ass a squeeze through my skirt and we headed back. I was looking forward to this game being over now.
"That was quick Jeremy," Mark said. "Do you always blow your load that quickly?" Immediately that got me riled. Mark always had to go a step too far.
"Funny," Jeremy said.
"I doubt your trousers wouldn't even make it off before you blew your load," I said. "It's been a while hasn't it Mark." Maybe a bit harsh, I thought, as it left my mouth.
The others laughed. Mark went red.
"I can hold my own thanks," Mark said. "Besides I doubt I'd even get it up with you."
"Bit far mate," Riley said. I was fine with his comment. We all knew that wasn't true.
"You wouldn't last two minutes with me sucking on your cock," I said. "No one actually believes the crap that comes out of your mouth."
"Fuck off," Mark replied. "Doubt you're that good."
"I know I'm that good," I said. I could see his mind imagining how good it would be.
"Someone's full of themselves," Mark said. "You wouldn't be able to get your lips round mine anyway."
"Get it out then," I said. Everyone gave a funny little gasp. Mark's face dropped. "I knew it, all mouth." I smiled.
"I'm not," he stuttered. "I just know you're joking."
"Am I?" I said. "If you cum in two minutes I win and you have to do a forfeit. If you don't, you get to choose a forfeit. You're just too chicken shit to get it out in front of everyone."
"You're on. I'm not stupid enough though to get my cock out so you can just leave me dangling free," Mark said. "You get it out for me." He stood up and moved to the side of the table.
I stared at him hard. Now I was stuck. It was either chicken out myself, or get stuck in. I still hoped he'd change his mind, but the other side of me hoped I'd get to suck some cock. The thought of sucking him off in front of the others was turning me on. I'd always struggled with my horny side, it usually won over my morals.
I knelt down in front of him and put my long dark hair into a ponytail.
"That's enough now you two," Riley said. "Jokes gone far enough."
"Who's joking," I replied. I started undoing Mark's jeans. A look of terror on his face. I could see the bulge in his trousers.
The button done, I moved to his zip, pulling it down. I was past the point of no return now, and he wasn't stopping. Oh well. I pulled his jeans and boxers down together. His cock flopped out, it was rock solid.
It was a good looking cock, average size. To be fair I loved most cocks though. There was always something you could do with them.
"Two minutes," I said. "Who's timing?"
The other four guys stood, not knowing where to look.
"Who's timing?" I repeated.
"I'll do it?" Harry said. He was staring hard at his watch.
"You all look like you've never seen a girl suck another man's dick before," I said. "You've all watched it online enough times, so don't be so embarrassed. Start that clock."
My words seemed, in their heads at least, to justify them looking at me as I started stroking Mark's cock. His throbbing shaft was warm on my tongue as I ran it up from the bottom to the tip.
I had to be quick though so there was no fucking around. I got to work. I spat on the end and then swallowed him in. Pushing my head down so his cock slid back my throat.
"Oh shit. She's good," Mark groaned.
I started bobbing my head up and down whilst stroking the base of his shaft with my hand. I worked quickly. Mark was groaning. His moans got heavier and heavier. Every now and again I would deep throat.
I stroked, licked, and deep throated him. Anything to win this bet. He was holding on impressively though. His breathing got more ragged.
I went faster. Come on, I thought, he can't last much longer.
I was right. Mark groaned loudly and ejaculated into my mouth. I took it in, letting the thick warm sperm pool in the back of my throat. Feeling it hit my tonsils.
I swallowed it down, grinning. I wanted every last drop, I didn't want to waste any. I was confident I had won.
"What was the time?" I asked. Cum lining the inside of my mouth.
Harry grinned. "2 minutes and 13 seconds," he said. "Too slow Hannah."
"Ha, told you," gloated Mark.