A couple years ago my boyfriend at the time and his guy friends used to hold poker nights. I would join in sometimes but when it came to playing for real money I always backed out since i'm not much of a gambler but I wouldn't mind serving drinks or food while they played. One particular night the poker was being hosted at our apartment by my bf and three of his poker buddies. One of his friends was always super arrogant and cocky and has never gotten along with me. I couldn't stand his inappropriate remarks or advances he'd try to make toward me and I hated when my bf invited him over. Needless to say I never played when he was there.

My bf was having a pretty rough night at the card table. He had lost about $200 and I urged him to stop before he lost more but he was determined to keep playing and win some of it back which was frustrating for me to watch and I was upset that he wouldn't listen to me. Like many gamblers he was stubborn and didn't know when to call it quits. There wasn't much I could do.

One hand he appeared to have really good cards and was betting high although doing a horrible job at hiding his poker face. Two of his friends folded but the guy I hated kept raising him until my bf ran out of money to bet. His friend wanted to make a deal, he said that he would bet an additional $200 that my bf has lost to that point to make him even but if he won the hand he wanted a blowjob from me right here in front of everyone. Which I quickly interrupted and shouted no fucking way am I doing that and that he can go fuck himself. It was rude of him to even bring up something so absurd and I was expecting my bf to shoot down the idea. My bf somehow remained calm and showed me his hand and guarantee there was no way he could lose. It was four of a kind which he assured me was the highest hand you could get. I whispered to him if there is any possibility whatsoever that you could lose this to not take the bet and just cut your losses but he was confident enough. I was freaking out on the inside but trusted that he knew what he was doing. I was like whatever fine just do it. Just don't lose. Meanwhile his friend has an evil grin on his face and pretty much ordered me to get on my knees and I just shrugged him off. They revealed the hands and turns out they had a flush and my bf screamed in victory and was like see babe I told you there was nothing to worry about! However the flush was all consecutive numbers which meant straight flush and the friend was claiming victory. They argued over which hand was higher for a while before I finally just looked it up online because honestly I wasn't sure of the rule. Unfortunately straight flush wins and I was getting a mouthful of cock I didn't want.

I was super angry at my bf. Just red in the face. He seemed pretty embarrassed about it too and apologized. I wasn't having it though and just livid that he could make such an irresponsible bet. His friend stood up and unzipped his jeans and I was like Oh God am I really doing this yeah this is really happening... I knelt down and he walked over, took his cock out of his trousers and placed it right on my lips commenting that it was time to open up and pay for my boyfriends mistakes. His other mates looking on amused and were probably a bit jealous. I gazed up with pleading eyes with one last attempt for mercy as his hard cock rested against my lips but I knew it was pointless to try.

At that point is when I changed my attitude toward the whole ordeal. I wasn't going to be nervous. Instead I was going to suck the soul of out his cock and give him an enthusiastic blowjob that was much better than anything i'd ever given my bf. I wanted to embarrass him. Make him regret ever using his girlfriend as a poker ante. I took his hard cock in my mouth and just went to town. I bobbed my mouth up and down the shaft of his dick for several minutes only stopping for air a couple times. My confidence soon turned back to anxiety and annoyance as he tried to grab the back of my head and ram my throat forcing me to gag. I pushed him out of the way to attempt to maintain control. I backed out and told him not to do that again and then continued sucking. Didn't work. He kept trying to force his way deeper into my mouth and I tried to say stop but my words were muffled. I heard him mutter some demeaning things but I don't remember what they were. Probably told me I was dumb for trying to speak with a dick in my mouth and to shut up and keep sucking.

I tried my best to ignore his taunts and just suck. There was nothing I could do to make him be more respectful. My heart rate grew at the thought of the inevitable drenching I was about to receive. If the amount of salty precum sloshing around was bad enough it was about to get so much worse. Without warning I feel his load pulsing through his veins and I immediately react and pull my mouth out. A huge blast of warm jizz splashes all over my face in several spurts and over my clothing, into my mouth, eyes and hair. I am stunned by it but I fight the urge to turn away. I'm kneeling with my face drenched with cum, the room is silent and the reality of what I just did is kicking in. I am blinded and try to wipe my eyes but feel his foreskin on my forehead as he wipes off the remaining sperm and even though I gave a damn good blowjob I couldn't help but feel humiliated at how I looked. I shot an angry glare at my bf while trying to wipe it off with my hands. He was irate and started yelling at everyone to get the fuck out of our house. He was out $400 now and his girlfriend was covered in somebody else's jizz. I don't blame him for reacting that way.

We didn't talk much the rest of the night.