It wasn't long into the hand when I had to toss in my bra for more chips. Jacques had seen my tits last year, but with his bare balls sitting on display across from me - my nipples were already scrunched tightly and pulling away from my chest as hard as they could. The chips got down to the point that all three of them risked masturbating, and I was on the verge of losing my pants. If I won this hand, I'd be a shoe-in for winning the whole game and all three of them would have to masturbate this round. As luck would have it though - "Fuck yeah!" Jacques exclaimed triumphantly.
I had one chip left for the next round but I'd have the small blind and that meant I'd play my last chip right at the opening. Both Sarah and Henri though sighed heavily. "At least I won't be the only one." Sarah stood up and moved to the performance area where she laid down with her knees up and spread. Henri took up the same position beside her and looked into her eyes and smiled. "I'm glad that you're doing this with me too." Jacques came up behind me and put his arms around me. "Do you mind if we enjoy the show together?" I smiled and nodded. He felt great pressing his body up against mine. Sarah looked at me - "Well - start the timer."
"You first, babe." Jacques answered back. Sarah sighed again and moved her hand toward her crotch. As she did, I started the timer. It was really strange to be watching my husband stroke himself beside my best friend who was fingering herself. They looked at each other the entire time. Her nipples never relaxed and both of them were struggling to control their breathing as the clock ticked on. A couple of grunts from Henri signalled he was enjoying himself a bit too much, but he realized it and loosened his grip. Sarah moaned a little beside him making his ass clench in tension - then the buzzer sounded and we all let out a breath.
Jacques let go of me - "Who needs a top up?"
I watched in awe as his ass dimples switched from one step to the next to the other cheek. "Great ass, eh?" Sarah whispered as she picked up her towel and wiped her hand. Jacques returned to pour drinks. His penis wasn't fully erect, but there was a long stretch of pre-cum hanging between it and his left leg. Even in its half-erect state, I struggled to keep my eyes off of it as he sat back down for the next round. We had just watched his wife and my husband masturbate side by side. I almost wanted to lose now so I could get my hand into my crotch without further ado, but I also wanted so badly for Jacques to be the ultimate loser who would have to give me a hand-job. The other two had two more big losses though before they would be the 'loser', and he had three. At this point, I was quite positive about winning the game.
I was dealt two aces! "Shit," I thought. I couldn't back out so stood up to remove my pants receiving applause from all three". My red lacy panties displayed a long streak of dark along the crease of my sex and were almost black from moisture at the base. Jacques' penis bounced back into a fully erect salute in my honour. It was a relief to have my pants off and I looked forward to even losing my panties, although I did want Jacques to lose a few more times in quick order. It was getting difficult to concentrate on the cards. Sarah won the next hand which led to Jacques having to masturbate by himself on the floor. All three of us watched with pleasure, struggling not to touch ourselves as we watched. Jacques struggled from the get go with a lot of grunting and groaning and even writhing about a bit. His eyes didn't leave my body with most of his focus on my panties. When the buzzer sounded he groaned in frustration and at the same time relief that he didn't ejaculate.
He was sweating and breathing deeply on the floor for a while after the buzzer and occasionally whispering 'fuck', 'geezus fuck', 'Kimber' - his wife laughed when he said my name. "I know hun... " she glanced at my husband and smiled. "It's a lot more fun than I thought it would be." she looked at me "We need to get you on the floor next."
And without further ado, the cards were dealt for the next hand. Jacques peeled himself off the floor. His penis remained swollen and even bounced about as he played his cards. Each throb would come with a grunt, moan, or whispered curse. I won the next hand, and both men lost! They both had to masturbate for 5 minutes while the women watched. After the first minute Jacques' cock exploded spraying his cum all over his chest, one shot reaching his chin. It took Henri another two minutes, but he also ejaculated spectacularly over himself. By that time, Jacques had recovered and had wiped himself off with his towel. Sarah and I were really impressed with the show and gave both men huge hugs and kisses, bringing smiles back to their faces.
Sarah and I kept the conversation about the orgasms we just witnessed as we paused for snacks. "I'd love to be a guy and have such a visual display of orgasm as that." Sarah suggested.
"Penis envy?" I asked rhetorically "I know what you mean though. Imagine having such a hard play thing in your pants any time you wanted."
After the snacks were devoured, and Henri was starting to show signs of firming up again Sarah stood up and headed to pick up the cards. She smiled seductively... "When we finish this game, we get to vote for the next time we play." Both men got the hint - She wanted to fuck. "We could just vote to change the rest-" Jacques began.
"No," Henri stood, smiling but with a serious sounding tone "we should finish what everyone agreed to without pushing to change mid-game. Whatever happens for the next time, we have to keep agreeing to keep any pressure or guilt off of anyone who might feel that the excitement in the middle of a game changed their mind temporarily. Let's play this game out. Jacques and I have one more set of chips to play through before the final 10 chips are lost to become the 'first loser' who will have the duty of pleasuring the winner with a hand job." He looked at me "and the way things are going it looks like someone's going to get their hands on my wife's pussy tonight."
"Hell yeah! I like that idea." Jacques sat down to play.
"Me too." Sarah leaned in and kissed me on the lips.
"Great! If it's not me, I can't wait to watch." Henri grinned at the idea of watching either of them stroking my pussy.
The guys were more relaxed now that they had some release of pressure that the women haven't had as yet, but were also back in full spirits after their short post-masturbation-orgasm lows. They wanted to see their women reach orgasm as well. Jacques looked at his remaining chips and knew that Henri could easily push him into the next round of masturbation, so he didn't even look at his cards and folded in the first round. Henri pushed hard, even risking the bet into the third round of jerking off to get Sarah to bet for the second round and for me to have to stand up and remove my panties half way through the betting. It was a challenge to take them off because they were so wet. A few strands of my natural lube strained against the material as I lowered them to my knees.
When I stood back up, I was greeted by a slow rising penis across from me.. Jacques was coming back to life as he looked at my trimmed and wet pussy. The elongated folds of my inner labia welcoming anyone to enter my vagina. Henri was the winner of that hand and so we all watched as Sarah did a 5 minute solo performance. It was extremely hot. All of our genitalia were dripping, shiny and aching for attention by the time the buzzer sounded. A long soft sigh followed as she raised herself up on her elbows. Her face was relaxed, but flushed. Her torso glistened with moisture. Her pussy was wide open and ready for action. "Another minute and I would have joined the boys." It was a sure sign of just how much everyone respected our relationships that nobody gave into their extremely strong urge to just fuck the living hell out of each other. "All in due time..." I thought, "surely, I'll have Jacques' super cock pounding into me sometime this week while my husband fucks Sarah."
With the three of them nearing the 'loser' zone, I pushed the next hand. It backfired though as Henri won again and I was down to one chip for the next round, Sarah and Jacques both had four chips remaining - but that meant they may have to bet the ten minute show. Either of them could end up losing or both of them...
I imagined what that would be like. If I won and had both Jacques' and Sarah's hands on my pussy, I'd be -
"Kimber?" Henri interrupted my thoughts.
I met the bet that was already played out and raised two chips which meant that a loss would result in my own two minute show, but also pushed Sarah and Jacques over the line if they met my bet. Henri still had seven chips before so he wasn't likely to be forced into the next danger zone yet. Sarah and Jacques knew the danger and with only one chip in front of them it would be safer to fold. It also meant that in the next hand they would have to bet the 10 minute show. Sarah sighed, "Fuck, I'll risk it."
