A Quick Breather

Briana pants and wipes her wet lips as she recovers from her all out oral blitz. The group laughs and sips their drinks and just has a grand old time. You would think they were sitting around watching the Superbowl or a lively Rom-Com the way they so casually carried on. Each and every one of them were enjoying this thoroughly. Was it cheering for the underdog they were enjoying? The popular couple's comeuppance? The cocky gambler having luck turn against him? Or simply the unexpected live adult entertainment from people they knew? Perhaps all of the above. Whatever it was they showed no signs of sympathy or indication they might show us any mercy. They wanted to see this to the end.

Arthur sat there grinning that goofy grin of his and looking around at his adoring audience. This was probably the first time this loser had been the center of attention in a good way and he was soaking it up.

Briana rises up and sits back on her feet kneeling in front of Arthur. I could tell by her irked countenance, her straight back and the way she held her shoulders that her dignity had taken a huge blow. Publicly no less. She would be hearing those laughs as laughs at her expense and if there was one thing she could not tolerate it was being made fun of. Like me she is prideful. Like me she is acutely aware of our slipping social status. And like me when the chips were truly down she would look after number one, herself, first and foremost. It was a part of why we got along so well, our relationship began due to surface good looks and popularity after all. We both knew the score. Right now though that scared the hell out of me. I knew that look on my girlfriend. These were the moments she could be her most selfish and most reckless. Like a cornered animal her ego would come back fighting.

"It's okay babe." I whisper to her in an attempt to settle her down.

She looks over at me briefly, neither angry nor comforted yet something was stirring deep inside those baby blues, then snaps her eyes away again. Taking a deep breath she centers herself and I watch her expression transform into one of glib amusement. A skin deep patina of good humor and nonchalance that I knew covered the reality within.

"Ha ha ha ha!" She laughs falsely as she turns to look back at the others. "Can you believe this guy? Whoo!"

"Him? We can't even believe you!" Ethan says. "That was nuts! Fuck, nice tits by the way!" Alexis gives him a dirty look and he pats her arm. "Not as nice as yours baby."

Briana laughs along with them as if nothing in the world bothered her though I knew better. She was exposed in a way she never had been before. All of her usual haughty comebacks were not going to help her in this situation. The men were looking at her like meat and the women had pity in their eyes.

Jasmine swirls her wine, takes a sip, then sticks my girl like only another woman can. "I'm sure ya did your best sweetie. Good try." She holds up her other cupped hand and wiggles her fingers. "Gotta play with the junk if you really want to drive them wild."

Bri's shoulders tense but she somehow maintains her composure at the unwelcome condescending advice. "Pfff, as if you could do better."

Trevon chuckles and kisses his girlfriend's cheek. "She could. My baby's got...a special talent."

Jasmine's glossy lips turn up into a smile as she holds my girlfriend's gaze in hers. "Maybe Arthur's just too much man for you."

"Pah!" Briana scoffs. She turns back to Arthur and licks her lips. "Okay big boy, no time limit. Let's do this properly."

"I like your boobs." He says back bluntly. "They're big and...uh...pretty."

The comment took her so off guard that she genuinely chuckles before shaking her head at it. "Thanks." She takes them in her hands and jubbles them up and down a couple of times for him.

"Bri!" I hiss.

"Oh!" She snaps back to her senses. "Yeah."

She lets her heavy tits fall then takes his dick in her left hand clubs it back against his stomach a couple of times as she prepares herself again. This time she shifts herself to the right meaning both the audience and I would be able to see everything. I wasn't sure if she chose that side on purpose but we were all going to get to "enjoy" the show this time around.

"What's it feel like?" Alexis blurts out.

"Big!" Everyone laughs including Arthur, everyone but me that is. "Crazy big. And hard, real hard. I thought big ones would be, I dunno, squishier." She holds her right hand out and slaps it hard into her palm to demonstrate. She then places her elbow down near the base and holds her arm up along the thick shaft. His cock was as long as her forearm and even thicker at its fattest point than her slender wrist. "Look at this shit."

"Biggest you've blown?"

"PFFF! What do you think!?"

More laughter. Fuck, this was interminable. Clearly he was the largest any of us had seen, why were we even talking about this? I glare daggers at the lot of them and not one of them even notices. The gals were gawping at Arthur's mega-sized manhood as the guys were busy checking out Briana's big rack, taking in every glorious detail to record forever in their memories. Fucking assholes, those were MY tits to ogle!

Briana wasn't finished. Swaying it back and forth she says. "And it's so fucking heavy. You gotta feel it to believe it."

"What's he like...um...to give head?"

"Like trying to swallow a baseball bat." She looks back over her shoulder. "Wanna try?"

"Noooo! I'm good." Alexis says much to Ethan's relief.

"Can we PLEASE get this over with!?" I gripe as I clank the cuffs loudly.

"Sorry baby." She sidles in closer. Looking up at Arthur she warns. "Let me know when you're gonna cum. I'm not swallowing for you."

He nods eagerly, just wanting the good feelings to start again.

"Hey." She says just before beginning. "Ya did good nerd. Most guys couldn't have lasted that long. Ya did real good."

She might as well have directly said "Travis" as opposed to "most guys" so plain was her meaning. She didn't actually SAY it, but she said it. Judging by the snickers and glances my way the others picked up on it too. She was building Arthur up to save her own wounded ego but throwing me under the bus to do so. Arthur glances my way too and lets out a comical guffaw. Once more my cheeks burn. I glare back at him but being shackled down I was no threat to anyone. Besides, he had the crowd on his side. Showing no fear at all he calmly looks back down to my girlfriend about to give him head.

Leaning forward with her mouth open Briana goes to mouth his knob once more but is stopped when Arthur reaches up and places a hand on her bare shoulder. It was the first time he'd done anything besides sit there stiffly. She looks up surprised by the unexpected contact.

"Um. D-don't...don't call me nerd." He says meekly. "Okay?"

A newfound respect washes over her and she nods. "Of course."

"A-and...don't..." He sits up just a little taller and says a bit more boldy. "...don't call me boy either."

She nods again and smiles as she squeezes his massive cock in her hand. "You're no boy Arthur."

He pulls his hand back from her shoulder and sits back. "Okay, go ahead."

She gives him a funny look at the audacity of him, the ultimate unpopular nerd, giving her, the head cheerleader and prom queen, directions. She gets over it quickly and leans in to give the man his bj.