The rest of us guffawed uproariously. Elaine and Todd stared silently at each other from opposite chairs, he drunk and daring, she drunk and challenging. Frank got up to freshen his drink and I held up my empty beer.
"You're full of shit," Todd rumbled, sitting back on the loveseat and dangling an arm too casually over the back. Oscar and I both moaned dramatically from the couch and turned in Elaine's direction.
"Find out," she countered. "Maybe I will, maybe I won't."
I was giddy with laughter; we all were. We'd been out for Elaine's birthday and the drinks had flowed freely. In the bar, on the dance floor, even on the train home, the banter had been fun and light and charged with possibility. Sexual comments had flown frequently and with targeted nuance. And now it had become challenging. Todd had been bragging about his equipment, as usual, and Elaine had called him out on it.
Todd's boast was that once he took it out, whatever girl he was with couldn't resist sucking him off. Elaine called bullshit on him and the challenges had progressed to this. I felt my face flush with that alcohol heat, the one that tells you that your next one will be one too many. We'd done shots in the bar, that's why I had switched to beer.
"You won't do it," Todd rebuked. He turned to us and grinned with smiling eyes. "She'll want to, but she'll hold back so she can win the argument."
"Find out," she repeated with a drunk’s assuredness.
Frank came back into the den and handed me my beer, then plopped down on the recliner. "Todd's right," he laughed, "she's all talk and bluff."
"He said I wouldn't be able to resist," she insisted. "If he's right, I'll blow him." Dramatic moans filled the room and we all turned to Todd. "But he's wrong," she insisted, leaning forward from the small chair she'd dragged from the kitchen.
"Do it, Todd," I heard myself saying without thinking the words, "and if she doesn't, I will." I took a pull from my beer bottle, and it wasn't until I stopped drinking it that I realized the room had gone silent. It took me another second to realize everyone was staring at me.
Todd broke the pause. "Serious?" I was still holding the bottle to my lips and looked it at him, raising my eyebrows.
"Yeah, serious, Tiff?" Frank asked. He and I had enjoyed some time together in the past. He knew some things about me, sexually, that the others didn't. It hadn't worked out, the boyfriend-girlfriend thing, but it had been fun trying to find out.
I swallowed my beer and put the half empty bottle on the table, loudly, and looked at them all, including Elaine. "Yes, serious," I announced. I turned to Frank and grinned, then to Todd. "Well? You gonna take it out and show us?" I put on my best passionate drunk face and lowered my voice to a soft tease. "Or are you gonna wimp out?" I felt the alcohol flush again. Or at least that was what I thought it was. I felt my skin prickle as everyone glanced from Todd to Elaine to me and back again. I felt a second heat flash, not in my face this time. Between my legs.
Todd grinned with his own alcohol-fueled abandon. "Fine, Tiff, you got it." He lifted his ass, leaning back on his shoulders as Frank and Oscar made more dramatic moans.
"Elaine gets first pass," I reminded. "Right of first refusal," I added with official intonation, then chuckled. "If she can resist your fabulous cock." He already had the belt undone and was unzipping his jeans, opening them and pushing them down his hips, exposing his boxer briefs. He pushed the pants to his ankles, kicked his shoes off, and pulled his very muscular sexy hairy legs free. I imagined my hands stroking them, my mouth...
He stood, more steadily than I expected. "This requires ceremony," he chortled, unbuttoning his dress shirt. He wore no tee and his abs and chest had a sprinkling of dark hair over well developed trim muscle. The lower heat flash surged again, and I started hoping Elaine would resist so I could have at him. My eyes settled on the growing bulge in his briefs as he stood with his hands on his hips. He turned to Elaine and tucked his thumbs in the waistband.
"Get ready," he warned.
In my inebriated state I ignored the rest of my friends, waiting with eagerness, eyes trained on his bulge, watching the elastic band slip down, exposing the lower half of a line of dark hair that spread to a sexy patch. And then the thick base of his shaft. My breath caught as my pussy called out, drooling and hot. He paused as the elastic snagged on his extending rod, pulled, then slipped down, half his thick member exposed, pushed down by the fabric. Fat swollen flesh, thick with veins, and then, oh! It sprang out, more than half hard already, dangling and bouncing like a sultry beacon, plump head moving up and down, mesmerizing me like a hypnotist's coin.
He pushed the briefs down his thighs, exposing himself fully, luscious testicles hanging full and proud in their loose sack. I watched unblinking as the pulse throbbed and shook his member, raising it to full height. It's got to be eight inches, I thought.
I looked up and saw Todd grinning at me. My lips trembled and formed a small smile and my tongue licked lightly across. I tried not to drool. There was no stopping my other lips, my panties were soaked inside my jeans.
"I gotta say, it's a beauty," Frank blurted with a laugh. No one else spoke. Todd winked at me and turned to regard Elaine.
"Well?" he asked.
"I'll grant you, it's...magnificent," she choked out. Then she shook herself and straightened her spine. "But I'm not giving in, no way."
By the time the last word had slipped from her lips I was off my seat, on my knees. I looked up at Todd for just a second to see his surprised face and then grabbed his thick, swollen shaft and kissed the tip. With a growl I flicked my tongue across the head, gripping it at the base, feeling the heat of him in my palm. I tasted pre-cum, smiled and parted my lips, taking the head inside. I swirled my tongue around the spongy head, soaking him with my drool, then opened wider, pushing my head down, taking him deep until I felt that throbbing bulb at the back of my mouth. I closed my lips around the veiny shaft and sucked as I pulled back, drawing my lips up the length, feeling every bump and ridge under the thin skin.
Alcohol dulled my senses, but my lust enabled me to focus all I could muster on my mouth and his gorgeous hard cock. I heard voices, sensed movement. I ignored it, loving his glorious shaft and sating my hunger, pumping my head steadily, stroking him with lips and tongue, luxuriating in the feel of him filling my mouth. I felt hands touching me and I let them. I felt my hips moved, pulled, arms around me. Hands were on my breasts, squeezing through the fabric. I glanced down to see painted nails on the fingers gripping me.
I pulled my mouth off and turned my head, both hands gliding up and down the spit-slicked rod. Elaine's hot breath was in my ear. "I was wrong," she whispered, her cheek brushing mine. I angled Todd's cock slightly to the side and watched her open her glossy red lips and take the head. I released the top hand, holding him firmly at the base with the other, pulling Todd's shaft into her mouth. My other hand went behind her, sliding up her back to her neck, my fingers tangling in her long hair. Panting hotly I pulled Todd closer and pushed on her neck. Fuck, this is hot! I'm fucking her face with his cock! I felt powerful and excited and my pussy gushed as most of the thick rod disappeared. Elaine blew a breath out of her nose, then a cough as the fat head hit the back of her mouth.
"You shouldn't have waited," I threatened, and pushed harder.