[Glen2712]

Queen of Stud Poker

The ace of spades was sticking to my left titty, the jack to my right—my hole cards, my losing hole cards, in last night’s game of Texas Hold ’Em. I was bent over the table, getting reamed from behind by Nick’s deliciously thick tube steak. The rest of the boys were watching, some rubbing their bulges. Two fellas were already fisting their fuck-sticks. Mmmmm.

Fuck, I loved our weekly Thursday-night poker game. Even when my cards sucked, I won. My nipples were crushed against the felt. My snatch was jammed full of cock, and Nick was taking his sweet-ass time dicking me. A butt cheek in each big hand, he slowly rammed that beautiful prick of his balls-deep. I could feel every blessed inch. Reaching under me, I grabbed his nut sac and held him there before the hunk could pull back. Clutched my cunt walls tight around his snake till the lucky guy was moaning. Flexed my twat around his meat over and over.

I looked around. Besides Nick, there were five rough, burly construction workers and me. Every set of eyes was focused on me. Every prick was fat and hard. Before long, all the other players were jacking off. What was not to love?

It had all started, innocently enough, as a penny-ante game at our neighborhood bar. We’d meet once a week, down a few beers, win or lose 40 bucks. Then about three months back the place got shut down for serving teens, and the weekly game moved to my place. Somehow, somewhere along the way, the stakes changed. Now anything was fair game. Bets ranged from household chores—cleaning, cooking, grocery-shopping—to lawn-mowing and oil changes. As for the really, really high-stake bets, what else but sex?!

See, I’m a pretty fair poker player—better than my sucker friends, anyway—meaning I win and get my pussy licked and fucked regularly. But that damn river card—the last community card—can sometimes screw you. Take last night, for instance. By the time the turn hit, it was just me and Nick betting. I had two pairs, aces and jacks, with a flush working.

I put Nick on a pair of aces, no kicker, but all he really had was a pair of 3s. Fucker had no business even being in the hand, but he goes ahead and bluffs anyway—makes the ultimate fucking bet. “I win and I get my dick wet,” he said, “in your tight little pussy. You win, I’ll lick you, rim you, anything. You name it.”

Well, I snapped that up fast. I could practically feel his tongue rolling over my clit. Then the dealer flopped the river card—a 3 of hearts! His three of a kind beat my two pairs, and I had to pay up.

Nick moved over me till I felt his breath hot on my neck, his muscular chest pressing into my back. Suddenly, he grabbed my arms, swung them above my head and held my wrists in one of his huge paws against the table. “Al, tie ’em together,” Nick directed his best friend. A second later my wrists were bound—by my own bra, no less—and all control was stripped from me.

It surprised me how excited I felt, being totally at Nick’s mercy. My skin tingled, every nerve ending alive. My hot pussy pulsed around his throbber. The other men moved closer till my vision was filled with close-up cock after cock after cock. Made me crazy!

I tried to shove my hips back at Nick, tried to rub my clit off on the felt. But the man was having none of it. He set the pace—short, sharp jabs, long lunges. He’d bring me to the edge and stop, then start all over again. His big hands were back on my butt, squeezing.

Now, I’m not the type to beg, but I sure as hell was begging then, moaning, “Fuck, Nick, please let me come!”

One after the other the five men in front of me started to spray. Thick ropes of jizz hit my hair, my face. I opened my mouth wide to provide a target and was rewarded with mouthfuls of creamy spunk. Nick finally showed mercy. He slammed his jackhammer deep once, twice, three times, and I was coming. My body melted from the inside out—total ecstasy—till I was limp as a rag doll.

Unbelievably, we resumed playing Hold ’Em, and the very next hand I held pocket kings. An ace came on the flop. I bet. Nick quickly raised, going all in. I was fucked.