This particular Saturday was Tom's third time joining us for a play date. He'd arrived with beer to share, so we cracked them open and caught-up over a game of strip poker
Since no one cared who won, clothes were disappearing quickly. I was down to my boxers.Tom was in a similar state plus a lone sock. Godiva had decided to shake up the order and was sitting bare-assed but with a barely-there bra and one of my (entirely unbuttoned) dress shirts.
I won the hand and both decided to get cute. Tom tossed the shorts that had done nothing to hide his erection while Godiva slipped out of the bra but kept the shirt. As I collected the cards I said "Tom, Godiva won't give me a straight answer on who's a better kisser." My horny goddess scowled at me with a twinkle in her eye. "Well go on" I said, meeting her eyes. "Do your homework." They both chuckled and leaned-in to share a lingering smooch. Godiva yelped when his wandering fingers tweaked a nipple. In response she playfully smacked his cock making it dance like a metronome. "Play nice you two" I said as I dealt the hand that would leave only one person with a shred of clothing.
As we reached for our cards Godiva waved a hand over the table. "How about we make this hand more interesting?" Tom and I shared a glance and shrugged. "What do you have in mind, evil one?" I asked.
She thought for a moment. "How about the winner gets to make all the rules for the rest of the day? The losers have to play along with whatever the winner suggests...though no is still no of course." I sat back. "Pretty high stakes - what if I win, and after we get warmed up in bed, I suggest something we've never done - always wanted to hear the sounds you'd make with two cocks inside you at the same time?" Tom was happy to sit back and see how this played out. Godiva held my eyes and bit her lip as she considered. "That would be pushing it wouldn't it..." she trailed off as her mind raced.
"Well if you suggest it after winning...I'd try it. But you know I may stop you right?" Of course I agreed. "It's about fun - the winner only gets to be bossy if it's fun for all."
"Tom?" she asked him. "You're in this too - what do you say? He took her hand and kissed it, rumbling "Y'know I'm up for anything, lass" in his deep English accent. "But I have to say I like Patrick's idea" which he punctuated by thrusting so that his cockhead bobbed in and out of view above the edge of the table. Godiva took a deep breath and shook her head. "I'm shocked you two fine gentlemen would see me stuffed that full of cock...you must think I'm quite the slut." She leaned back in her chair, letting the shirt slide back, exposing her ever-perky nipples. Seeing us gawking, she cupped her breasts, saying "it's not really undressing me with your eyes anymore you know?" and we all laughed. Nodding to herself, decision made, she said "then we're all in?" and held up her beer. The clinking of the bottles sealed our silly pact.
There was a nervous pause as we drank and put down the bottles. We all moved for our cards with far more deliberation than usual. We played this game as a way to laugh and start the foreplay, since we were going to be nekkid eventually anyway. The stakes in this hand added some spice to the proceedings.
I squeezed out my cards and did my practiced best not to react. In a game where one pair often won I had KK952. There was a shared nervous laugh as we traded glances. Tom, to my left, was first. "Gimme two mate" as he discarded. Seeing both of us flinch he laughed. "That's right - I might already have three of kind. Who's laughing now?" I dealt him two cards and watched him add them to his hand. He was too wily to give anything away. I looked across the table. "Milady?"
"Who's stupid idea was this" she mumbled. She stared at Tom then, feigning distraction, began tracing the tattoo on his bicep with her fingernails.
"Let's see...three horny people, two hard cocks...I'll take one." She left her new card face down on the table. She was too busy running a hand over Tom while also tickling my balls with her toes. "Well Mr. poker player? Waiting on you now."
If Tom really had three of a kind I'd likely only beat him by getting a third King. If he was bluffing he still could have kept an ace and picked one up on the draw. Godiva could easily have two pairs (or even a full house if she'd gotten lucky) so any way you sliced it the decision was easy. "Dealer takes three... you lying bastards" and they both laughed.
I discarded, dealt myself three, and picked them up, one at a time.
Four of clubs.
Jack of hearts.
Four of diamonds.
Ding! With two pair I had a solid chance if I had a little luck.
Jumping the gun I said "kings up" and turned over my Kings-and-Fours. Looking at Tom I said "am I alive or dead." He shook his head. "All I 'ad were big cards, but you did deal me a second queen...for all the help that brought." We both looked at Godiva. She looked stricken. "I don't want to look." Tom and I both held our tongues and waited. Finally gritting her teeth she flipped the one card she'd drawn: five of spades.
"OMIGOD!" she exclaimed and flipped the rest of her hand to reveal four more spades for a winning flush. Tom looked my way: "'ow much trouble are we in?" I sighed. "Well - I told you about the time I was a playtoy for Godiva and three other ladies right? She was evil enough when she was part of a group. Now she's a real, um, dictator."
Godiva was dancing around, ass and tits flashing as the shirt jumped around. "Well boys, for starters, Tom, lose the sock, and Patrick, show me the cock." We complied and now two hard-ons were standing for her inspection.
After stashing the cards I retrieved fresh beers then followed them into the living room. Tom had helped Godiva slide the coffee table aside to make room in front of our leather sofa. Godiva seated herself on the already laid-out towels and then grabbed our cocks to guide us to stand side-by-side in front of her.
