Chasing Straights And Flushes Ch 02

I have been waiting for this, for a long time. I can't wait to take back the chips that Stew stole from me. I get out of the casino elevator and make my way to the poker room. I walk slow and deliberate. My red hair attracts attention, as well as my long legs, black cum-fuck-me heels and my jiggly breasts. I always draw attention, and I love it.

I take my seat at the poker table where I left my poker chips and Mr. Asshole Stew is sitting right next to me. Let the show begin.

There are nine players sitting at this Texas Hold 'Em no limit cash table. All men except for me and another female. All of the men gave me a double take as I leaned over and sat down. In the process I exposed my cleavage, almost exposing my nipples. I brushed my red hair back with my hand and most of the men were still starring at me. This only made my nipples get even harder. My plan is working.

We were playing for a couple of hours and I was ahead by quite a bit when I ended up being in a heads up hand with Stew. Sitting next to me I could tell most of the night that Stew was sneaking a peek at my breasts. I kept leading out with big bets after the flop, turn and river cards and Stew kept calling. The pot was huge. I made the last bet of all-in after the river card and Stew was sweating. I slowly reached over under the table and started to run my fingers up his leg. I got closer to his crotch and once I had my hand on his soft cock, I gave it a squeeze. Stew got an immediate hard on! He should have been concentrating on the cards. It seemed like a long time and Stew hadn't made a decision to call or fold. Then someone asked the dealer for the time clock. Stew didn't like that. I looked at Stew with a stern face and winked at him and said "what are you going to do big boy?"

Stew was sweating and I removed my hand from his crotch. The dealer asked Stew "you have 10 seconds left to make a decision."

Stew finally said "I call." And he showed his hand, trip aces with a big grin.

I usually never slow roll my hand, but I did this time. The whole table was watching as I showed my hand, a full house. You could hear the gasps at the table. As the dealer is pushing the chips to me, Stew reaches in his pocket and shows at wad of $100 bills and tells the dealer "I want $5,000 more in chips."

I reach under the table and squeezed his cock again and said, "come on Stew, take a break, I am in room 169."

I take my chips and cash out and head up to my room. I stayed dressed and after fifteen minutes, I was wondering if Mr. Asshole Stew was going to show or not. I know he has cash, and I want it. Sure enough I hear a know on the door.

I open it up and let Stew in. I can see he already has a hard on through his pants and I know he has a lot of cash. Stew starts to give me a hug and I say "slow down, let's have a drink."

Stew goes to the couch while I pour us two drinks. My drink is so watered down I couldn't even taste the alcohol. Stew's drink is strong with a little extra stuff in it. I bring the drinks to the couch and hand Stew his drink and I tell him "bottoms up, just how you like your women" and wink at him. We both guzzle our drinks and I put on a real good acting job with the face I made after I swallow my drink.

I tell Stew to stand up and I kneel down in front of his crotch and unzip his pants and pull out his hard cock that is just soaked with salty precum. Although Stew is an ass, his cock does taste good. I slowly start to lick his shaft as I work my tongue to his cock head. Stew is moaning, so I know he approves. Stew grabs my hair and tries to jam his cock down my throat. I let him because I want this over with. Stew starts to tremble as I am deep throating his cock. Stew starts to moan louder and says 'I'm cumming!" He must have not unloaded for awhile because his hot, salty cum filled my mouth fast. I swallowed and moaned in satisfaction. Like I always do, I keep sucking until the last of the cum is gone. But this time Stew's cock is still HARD.

I look up at at Stew and say "what did you do, take a Viagra pill?"

Stew laughs and says "you bet your sweet ass I did!"

I tell Stew, "well then let's go to the bedroom and see how long and hard you can fuck me!"

I get undressed except for my black cum-fuck-me heels. I get on my knees and Stew mounts me. My wet pussy is ready and I can't believe how hard his cock is. That Viagra must be some good stuff. Stew starts to fuck me hard and fast. I must admit that I was impressed at his aggression. Stew made me cum a few times, THAT I was pleased with. So much that my thighs were wet with our juices. But I knew that soon he must be feeling the effects of what I put in his drink. And sure enough about fifteen minutes of non-stop hard fucking Stew starts to slow down. I turn my head and look over my shoulder and Stew has this strange look on his face and then his cock plops out of my pussy and he falls onto the bed.

I check to make sure that he is okay and I look down and his cock is still rock HARD and wet with my pussy juices. So, I decided to get some more cum and I start to give him a really hard hand job. I mean a HARD hand job. It took five minutes and then without warning he started to cum! No heavy breathing, no tensing of the body, just started cumming! I leaned over and swallowed as much of his cum that I could. Stew was still completely passed out. I go to the bathroom and take a shower and pack all my stuff. I go to Stew's pants and pull out that wad of money and took what was rightly mine. Before I head out the door I went and checked on Stew and he was still passed out and STILL had a raging hard on. He had leaked some more cum from his cock, so I went and licked that up.

As I get into the elevator I text Jack (my valet) and tell him to meet me and take me to my car. As we get to my car I tell him to get in and I give him another blow job, swallowing all of his cum.

Jack asks "when are you going to be back?"

"I don't know Jack, I don't know. I will let you know."

"Well, be safe" says Jack.

I head out of Vegas in the middle of the night, enjoying the cool desert night. I look into my purse and I smile as I look at the wad of hundred dollar bills that have found their proper home. What a whirlwind of a trip. A lot of cash, a lot of cock, and a lot of cum. I still got it. A quick vacation and then onto the next casino.

Those who chase straights and flushes, arrive on planes and leave on busses.