The Card Game 11

I had just gotten moved into the dorms. With a dramatic flop, I landed onto my new mattress as it started to sink in that not only was I at a new college, but I also only knew one person and that was it. About the time my nerves started to get the best of me, my phone rang. It was an invitation to a poker night party which my friend decided would be an awesome way to meet new people. I had nothing else going on so I jumped in the shower and headed over to my friend's dorm room. I start to get an overwhelming amount of information all at once about who I should focus on, who I shouldn't focus on, this person is a complete bitch, and all that sort of fun stuff. Before I could wrap my head around all the names, we jumped into his truck and took off.

We pull up the gravel driveway in front of the house. You could tell this belonged to a college aged person due to all the trash bags stacked in the garage full of old beer cans. There's cars parked in all sorts of various manners across the yard as we exit the vehicle and make our way inside. We get a foot into the door before all the introductions start. Over and over again I repeat the same thing verbatim: I'm from Arkansas, I've never fucked my sister, I'm horrible with names, and I'm majoring in computer programming. And again. And again.

Once I get a drink in my hand I start to feel a little more at ease. This is way more people than I was mentally anticipating, but there was nothing I could do to change it. I had lost Jason, but I could hear his voice in another room so I made my way in that direction. It was what would've normally been a dining room, but everything had been cleared out and a large poker table had been set up in the middle. Dave, the guy that rented the house, was sitting at the center of the circular table that at the moment was seating 6 people. I sat down at the table and introduced myself. Dave was immediately disarming, making sure that I had a drink and explaining the rules of how they played five card draw. I pulled a twenty dollar bill from my pocket and the game began.

The first couple of hands weren't anything worth talking about. One of the guys who everyone called Tex seemed to have a good knack for bluffing other people. It also didn't hurt that the girl he was with kept coming through the room and leaning over the table in her low cut shirt, no doubt giving him hints to what the rest of us were holding. Keenly aware of this, I started to be a bit more discreet with my card holding. As the night wore on, the table became smaller. There were about four of us left, Tex having the largest stack of chips obviously. Fortunately, poor Dave was holding up the back end so that I didn't have to look like I wasn't sure what I was doing.

It took some time, but I finally got the hand that I wanted. Two aces and a king. I lay my three cards face down on the table and discard the two. My first card is a four, which doesn't help for shit, but the second is the godsend...an ace of diamonds. I look around the table and everyone has folded except for Tex. He immediately raises for half of the chips I have in front of me. Without any hesitation at all, I shove my chips to the middle of the table, and look him dead in the eyes. "No fucking way you got me on this. The best you've got is a pair of fucking kings and that's not going to beat my trip aces", Tex stated as convincingly as he could muster. I knew without a shadow of a doubt there was no way in hell he had what he said he did. "Dude, if you beat me, I'll suck your dick right here in front of everyone", he laughed.

I jokingly responded that I would pass if that were the case, but before I could get the rejection out from my lips I hear a female voice behind me say, "Hell, Tex, if he beats you, I'll suck his dick".

Jennifer wasn't exactly what I would classify as top shelf, but considering the palette of colors I had to choose from, it would definitely work. Her long brown hair flowed down the middle of her ripped up mid riff t-shirt, which showed off her thin figure and young, pert breasts. "Alright, let's see em". Tex flipped over his cards, which was a pair of nines. A pair. Nines. I flip over my three and he loses his shit laughing. "You have got to be fucking kidding me!" he yelled in a fit of laughter. All I could do was lean back slightly and laugh, knowing that his girl was too drunk to read our cards now. Suddenly, I feel hands on my pants, and I look below the table to see Jennifer's beautiful blue eyes staring back at me. She unzips my zipper and pulls my cock out under the table.

Tex's girlfriend tries to sneak a peek, but he quickly grabs her arm and demands her go to the kitchen to get us more drinks. The next hand is dealt, but I couldn't tell you what the cards were. She kept flicking her tongue against the tip of my cock then would suddenly jam every inch down the back of her throat. I discarded three of the five, keeping a pair of threes in hand, while she continued to take as much of me into her mouth as she could. I reached down underneath the table and started pinching her nipple underneath her bra. Her tongue felt amazing as it would swirl around the head of my cock, just before her warm mouth stuffed as much of my meat as she could muster.

My cock is absolutely throbbing and hard as a rock. I kept trying to maintain some sense of focus on the game at hand, mainly because I wanted to hold out before I came as to get the most out of this experience as I could. Just as I had gotten used to her warm mouth, suddenly she appears out from underneath the table without a single stitch of clothing. I scoot the chair back in an effort to avoid her hitting her head on the table, which she took a her cue. She starts to ease into my lap and lines my cock up with her tight little hole and slides all the way down. She moans slightly as she adjusts to every inch of my cock stretching her open. At this point, there is no card game or anything else going on. Every single person in that cramped little house is watching this young girl grind her pussy down every inch of my shaft. She puts her hands on my knees as she starts to speed up her rhythm then slows back down. She rises up a little, takes the head of my cock and slides it in between her lips, only to shove it right back into her warmth.

Everyone in the room is squirming as their eyes are fixated on the event happening in front of them. One of the girls walks over to Jennifer, lifts up her shirt, and starts to suck on her nipples. I feel her girl's hand start to massage my balls as Jennifer's body is being slammed into mine over and over again. She pulls the girl up to her mouth and shoves her tongue down her throat. She's moaning loudly into her mouth as I she explodes all over me. I can feel her warm juices as she squirts all over me, completely soaking my pants and boxers. I recognize the voice in my ear as Jason's, as he reminds me that she was the bitch he was talking about earlier, as she lifts her body off of me. My cock is still hard and completely soaked in cum, so much that you can see it glisten in the light from the table. The girl decides that she shouldn't let it go to waste, drops to her knees, and begins to clean me up with her mouth. It didn't take long until I started to feel my balls starting to empty. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and held it in front of her open mouth. Rope after rope hot come came erupting like a volcano straight into her mouth until I was completely spent.

Without saying a word, she shoved my cock back into my pants, zipped my zipper, and started to walk away. She got as far as the door frame before she turned around and opened her mouth showing me (and everyone else) the load she had just taken. She winked at me, swallowed, and then opened her now completely empty mouth. If this is what the rest of my college career was going to look like, I had no issues with becoming a full time student.