Poker night again. My husband Ken has a group of guys he plays with every week rotating from house to house. This week is our turn for hosting. Hosting for me pretty much involves wearing something semi sexy and serving drinks, listening to them banter and slipping off into my room 3 or 4 times a night to pleasure myself. I must admit I find it very stimulating knowing there are 8 men right outside the door while I am doing this. I think they may have even caught on because Ken made a comment about thin walls last time they were all here. I certainly doubt any of them objected if they did hear me.
After 2 self pleasuring sessions I come out of our room. The guys are unusually quiet. Ken is loosing heavily. Finally, with nothing else to bet he calls me over. I come and sit on his lap and he tells the men that if he looses this hand they can all use me in any way they want. I feel a wet surge of excitement rush through my body and am not sure how to react. The guys are quiet. I look at them and they are all staring at me, waiting for my ok. I look back in Kens eyes and he winks at me. I smile and say…."You can't win if you don't play"
The guys put up a good game of protest as to whether I am worth the pot on the table. Ken tells me to stand up. He instructs me to take off some of my clothes. I am standing there in my bra and panties while the men lick their lips, thinking about what they will do to me if he looses. One of them calls me over and strokes my thigh, as if testing the merchandise. Another reaches his finger inside my bra and touches my erect nipple, while a third one pats my ass. Finally they agree and the laughter resumes. Different now, with a strong sense of sexuality mixed in. The last cards are dealt.
I stand there and watch as Ken turns his cards over. He shows a straight to a ten. He seems confident he is going to win. He beats 2 pairs and a lower straight. But one of the men has a flush Another one has a full house. Everyone laughs and hoots except Ken. He looks at me and says, "A bets a bet hun."
For a brief moment everyone is silent wondering if I will pay up. Finally the man with the full house says," Well, I'm the winner so I guess I get first dibs. Come over here and suck my cock."
Hesitantly, I walk over to him, I have no choice but to obey. I stand in front of him waiting for him to pull it out. I can see he is already hard. He says," No, take off all your clothes first. We wanna see everything you have." I feel you come up behind me. Your hands slide around me and you undo my front snap bra allowing my large breasts to seemingly explode out to them all. They murmur their approvals. Someone says," Now the panties. And don't help her Ken. We wanna see her do it herself. She's been teasing us all night with little peeks of those things." I slide my thumbs in the sides and slowly begin to slide them down my hips. I pull them and the men can all see the wet crotch. I step out of them and stand there naked. Mr. Fullhouse says," That blow job. I want it NOW. Come take out my cock."
Everyone watches as I drop to my knees in front of him and begin fumbling with his zipper. I can feel his erection straining against the material and I can see a little drop of wetness where he has been oozing precum. I get his pants open but he makes no moves to stand. He wants me to suck him off with his pants on.
Without further ceremony, I take his swollen cock into my mouth. It tastes salty and warm. I hear the men who are watching groan as I swallow half it's length. I think I can recognize Kens voice among them. I feel fingers tightening in the back of my hair and hands moving my head up and down in a quick sexual rhythm. I keep my eyes tightly closed but I can feel the weight of the other mens stares as I keep taking this relative stranger deep and deeper down my throat. When he comes, I have no choice but to swallow every drop of it, licking and sucking to make sure he's empty.