Poker at Steve’s 2

March 4, 2014 – 1:33 pm

“Your deal,” I heard Ed say.

“Earth to Scott,” Dan said, “Are you here or somewhere else? You act like you’re orbiting somewhere outside of Pluto.”

“Sorry, Guys, I got distracted,” I stammered.

“A hot dish like Tammy would do that to any guy,” said Ed, “What did she do, give you a blow job in there?”

My head snapped in his direction.

“Whoa,” he said, “I may have pressed a button there.”

“Well, not actually,” I said, “But maybe later, she said.”

“Yeah, sure,” said Ed, “Are you going to deal or just sit there and lie to us?”

I picked up the cards and began to shuffle. My brain was racing trying to think about how I was going to get everybody behind the idea of fucking Tammy. All three of these guys were married. None of them had a wife as attractive as Tammy. I took a deep breath and decided they’d be crazy to not take her up on it. I was beginning to get an idea.

We played for another half hour or so. We could hear Tammy rattling pans and dishes in the kitchen. Finally she came out holding a big plate of Buffalo wings, celery, carrots, fried mozzarella sticks and some other appetizers around a large bowl of Ranch dressing.

“Break time,” she said, “Clear the center of the table.”

She leaned forward and set the plate down. She paused there arranging the food slightly. It was immediately obvious to me that she had taken her bra off. As she set the plate down, her sweater fell open and her breasts were clearly swinging free above it. From where I sat, I could almost see down to her belly button. The other guys, except Dan whose back was to her, stared in amazement at her creamy globes and how exposed they were.

“Anybody else need a beer?” she asked.

All four of us answered in the affirmative. She stood back up and put her hands on her hips. Her breasts jiggled and bounced on her chest. Her long swollen nipples were clearly visible through the thin sweater material.

“Thirsty boys, huh?” she asked, “Back in a minute.”

As soon as she left the room, Ed asked, “Did something change here recently? I’d swear her tits weren’t jiggling like that when I got here.”

“I wish my wife had breasts like that,” said Dave, “I might start fucking her three times a day then instead of just twice.”

We all laughed.

Wendy’s probably lucky to get it once a week from you,”

sneered Ed, “Even if she had three breasts the size of Tammy’s.”

“Is there anybody here that wouldn’t want a piece of that action?” I asked.

“A piece of Dave’s wife?” laughed Ed.

“No,” I replied, “Tammy. If you had a chance to fuck her, would you do it?”

“In a second,” said Dave.

“In half a second,” said Ed.

“That would be a wet dream come true,” said Dan, “Steve might have something to say about it, however.”

“Steve ain’t here,” I pointed out.

“Well then, bring her on,” laughed Ed, “I’ll dip those finger-like nipples in this Ranch dressing and lick it off.”

“What a bunch of dreamers we are,” said Dan, with a sigh, “Scott, you shouldn’t tease us with those kinds of thoughts.”

I just sat there looking around the table at them all, wondering how to broach the subject. Just then Tammy came back in the room with the beers. This time she stood next to Ed and leaned over to set the beer tray down so Dan could get a look at her breasts. His jaw dropped and he stared unabashedly down her blouse. Tammy ignored him and the other stares she was getting. She stood back up and went back into the kitchen.

“You WERE teasing us, weren’t you?” said Dan, looking expectantly at me.

I shrugged.

“Let’s just see what happens,” I said, “Maybe we’ll all get lucky.”

“I don’t believe it,” whispered Ed, “If I find out that you are fucking with us, we’re gonna make you a real sorry boy, Scott.”

I excused myself and got up to get us some napkins. I went into the kitchen and found Tammy washing some dishes at the sink. I unzipped my zipper and pulled out my penis. She looked over her shoulder at me and then looked down at the ten-inch cock in my hand.

“Where you gonna put that, Big Boy?” she asked.

“You’ll see,” I said as I moved up behind her.

I bent my knees and slid my cock between her legs. I stood up until it was resting up against her cunt. She reached down and lifted the front of her skirt, staring at the head of my cock as it protruded from between her legs. She grasped the head in her hand and pulled it up against her pussy.

“Nice one,” she said.

My hands went around her shoulders and grasped her breasts in my hands through the thin sweater. I could feel her hard nipples straining against my palms. She began to move her hips forward and back, sliding on my cock, her liberal cunt juices lubricating it. My fingers found her nipples and I began to pinch and knead them. She groaned and her eyes rolled back in her head.

“I think they’re almost ready for you,” I whispered in her ear.

“Did you flat out tell them?” she asked. Her voice was hoarse with passion and her hips never stopped sliding along my cock shaft.

“No, I just primed them to the idea of it. They seemed receptive.”

“Do I just go out there right now and lay down on the table naked?” she asked.

“No, you are a good teaser. We should take advantage of that. You do want to take it slow and easy, don’t you.”

“At first,” she said, “Then I want it fast and rough.”

“Let’s do it my way, “I said, “Here’s my plan.”

I told her what she should do and how to do it. Then I reached around in front of her and under her skirt. I grabbed my cock head and stood up, lifting her feet off the ground. Her whole body rested on my cock and she leaned back against my chest. I pumped my hips a few more times and let her tiny body slide back and forth on my cock. Then I let go and she dropped to the floor. I managed to tuck my swollen cock back in my pants, seating it against my thigh and pulled her to me and kissed her hard again.

“You know what to do. Now do it,” I ordered.

I went back in and sat down. Every guy there had seen my erection straining against my pants this time. I didn’t care.

“Been playing baseball with Tammy in the kitchen?” asked Ed, “I see you have your baseball bat with you.”

They all laughed.

“No, I said, “I’ve just been planning the evening’s entertainment. You guys do want to be entertained, don’t you?”

Tammy came back out a few minutes later with more beers.

Just in time, it seemed. Everybody had gotten real thirsty, real fast. She picked up the tray with the remains of the appetizers and set it over on the coffee table. She came back and stood next to Dave.

“Who’s winning?” she asked.

“Uh, nobody really. We’re all pretty close to even,”

said Dave, “Why?”

“Well, I thought I’d sweeten the pots a little,” she replied.

“We don’t usually let women play in our poker games,”

said Ed.

“I didn’t say I wanted to play, I just wanted to sweeten the pots a little,” she said in that voice woman uses when a man isn’t quite listening to her.

“How are you going to do that?” asked Dan.

“Well,” she said, “I think I’ll drop a piece of paper in a pot occasionally and who ever wins the pot can read it.

He wins that as a prize.”

“What will these pieces of paper say?” asked Dave.

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” Tammy replied, “Do I get to play my little game?”

“Fine with me, said Dan, “I’m intrigued.”

“OK,” said Ed, “Maybe it will change my luck.”

“I’m willing to bet it will, Ed,” I replied, “How about you, Dave?”

“Let’s do it, I can’t dance,” he said.

“I thought all black guys could dance,” I teased him.

“No, we are all great athletes and have twelve inch…

uh….you know,” he said, getting embarrassed and looking in askance at Tammy.

“I think you meant to say ‘cocks’, didn’t you, Dave. I’ve heard the word before, you know. You don’t have to treat me like a lady.”

“Well, it’s true. I can’t dance worth a damn,” he said good-naturedly.

“Whose deal is it?” I asked picking up the deck.

“My deal,” said Ed, reaching for the cards. He anted for all of us and began to shuffle and deal. Tammy reached down the front of her sweater and took out a folded piece of paper with a number 1 on it. She tossed it in the pot.

Ed dealt five-card stud and after a last card showdown between he and Dave, Dave took the pot. He raked the chips into his pile. Then he picked up the piece of paper and opened it. His eyes widened in surprise.

“Read it out loud,” urged Dan, “What’s it say?”

Dave held the paper up and read “Order Tammy to sit on your lap and French kiss her for 30 seconds.” He put the paper down and whistled long and low. Dan’s jaw dropped. Ed sat there smiling and shaking his head is disbelief.

“Well,” I said, “Do it. Let’s keep this game moving.”

Dave looked up at Tammy, pushed his chair back from the table, took a deep breath and said, “Tammy, get your cute little ass over here, sit on my lap and French kiss me for thirty seconds.”

“Yes, Sir,” said Tammy obediently.

She threw her left leg over his legs, straddling him, slid up so her groin was against his crotch, put her arms around his neck and began to kiss him hard. Her hips ground down into his as they kissed. We could see his long tongue exploring her mouth as it bulged her cheeks occasionally.

“Holy fucking shit,” whispered Ed.

“Time’s up,” I said, after a few seconds, “Dan’s deal.”

Tammy stood up and lifted her leg back over Dave’s, giving everybody a flash of her cunny and stood there with her lipstick all smeared, breathing hard.

As Dan began to deal, she put another piece of paper in the pot. It had the number 2 on it.

This time Ed won. He seemed like he couldn’t care less about the chips. All he wanted to rake in was that piece of paper.

He opened it and began to read, “Pull down Tammy’s sweater and expose and kiss her left nipple.”

“Oh, Jesus,” he muttered.

Tammy moved over and stood next to him. She thrust her chest out proudly at him. Ed looked at her breasts straining at the sweater and then looked around at all of us. He took a deep breath and reached up for her neckline. He stroked the top of her breast for a second or two and then slowly pulled the sweater down, stopping just before getting to her aureole.

“Oh God,” he whispered, looking around at all of us.

With a final tug, her left breast popped free and the sweater fell down off her left shoulder. Several pieces of numbered paper fell from her sweater as she shrugged her arm out of the sleeve. Her turgid nipple was sticking out a half an inch from a very swollen aureole. He reached up with both hands and cupped her breast gently. Then he leaned forward and licked the tip of the nipple. Tammy moaned and leaned forward. Ed let the nipple slip between his lips. He began to suck on it, then biting it between his teeth and pulling it gently away from her breast. Everybody was holding their breath as they watched him. Her breast was one of the most perfect they had ever seen. It jutted out from her chest with no sag or droop. Ed began to lick it from the base, up over the nipple and to her shoulder.

Then he went back to sucking it. His wife’s breasts were no more than 34-As. This was dream come true for him.

“Times up,” I said, “Deal the cards.”

Tammy pulled back and her nipple came free from his mouth with a popping sound. She stood back and left her breast hanging free and her shoulder naked. Her nipple was wet with Ed’s saliva. She reached down and picked up the pieces of paper tucking them up against her right breast.

She kept one in her hand and reached out and put it in the center of the table.

This hand went to Ed again.

“Shit,” said Dan, “What a night to be on a losing streak.”

Ed opened the paper numbered 3 and read “Reach under Tammy’s skirt and look for a surprise.”

She turned toward Ed again and stood there spreading her legs slightly. Ed reached out and put his hand under her pleated skirt.

“Describe it for us, Ed,” I asked him.

“I feel a very wet pussy,” he said, “No pubic hair.

Smooth as a billiard ball. A hard little clit.”

Just then Tammy swooned and had to reach down and steady herself against the table.

“What the hell are you doing?” asked Dan.

“I’m pinching her cunt lips on her clit,” said Ed, “It drives my wife crazy.”

“Works on me too,” breathed Tammy.

“What’s the surprise?” I asked.

“Deeper, Ed,” urged Tammy.

More of his hand disappeared up under her skirt and Tammy’s eyes rolled back.

“What a tight little cunt,” Ed said.

“Deeper,” urged Tammy again.

“Wait. What’s this,” said Ed, “The woman has a fuse.

No…it’s….this.”

He pulled his hand out from under the skirt and he was holding a Maraschino cherry by the stem.

“A prize in every box,” laughed Dave, “Are you going to eat it?”

“You bet,” said Ed, popping the cherry in his mouth and savoring the taste, “My favorite flavor. Ummmmm.”

“Deal,” said Dan, “I want to win one.”

It was my turn to deal and I dealt myself a winner.

I opened paper number 4 and read, “Show everybody Tammy’s ass. If you won with a pair of Kings or higher, put something in it.”

Tammy walked over to me. I turned her away from the table and bent her over at the waist. I lifted the back of her skirt exposing her perfect round ass. My hands were all over it massaging and exploring. Tammy reached back and pulled her buns apart. Her tiny, pink anus flexed as she tightened and loosened her sphincter muscle.

“Oh God, I’m gonna cum,” said Dan, “What fine ass.”

“Not only that,” I said, “but I won with a pair of aces.

So….”

I slid a finger up between her legs and slid it around between her cunt lips and then put the tip against her anus and began to push it into her. There was a slight resistance and then her sphincter relaxed and allowed me entry. I twisted and turned my finger, forcing it deeper with each movement until my finger was buried in her up to the hilt.

“Schweet,” breathed Dave.

“Deal,” said Dan, clearly going crazy watching everybody else have all the fun.

Tammy stood up, flipped her skirt back down and put another piece of paper on the table. We played the hand and Dave won again.

“For crying out loud,” said Dan, “What a night!”

Dave opened the paper, read it and handed it to Dan.

“Here, this one’s for you,” he said.

Dan took it eagerly and began to read “Number 5. Let Tammy undress you and she’ll suck you off.”

“You gave this to me?” asked Dan incredulously.

“My cock wouldn’t fit in her tiny mouth and I plan to put my load in a different part of her body,” said Dave matter-of-factly. We all knew from high school days that Dave’s cock was even larger than mine, twelve inches long with a head somewhere between the size of a golf ball and a tennis ball.

Dan stood up and put his arms straight out from his shoulders, saying, “Take me, I’m yours, Tammy.”

Tammy walked over and pulled his T-shirt up over his head.

She licked his nipples and rubbed his massive chest.

Her hands quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper. His cock popped up as his pants and underwear dropped to his ankles. She pulled off his shoes and socks and slid his pants off. He stood there naked with his erection jutting out from between his legs. His circumcised cock was about 8 inches long, narrow and had an upward curve to it. Tammy dropped to her knees in front of him and began to lick his cock from the base to his cock tip like an ice cream cone. She finally grasped the base, pulled his cock into her mouth and gave him head as good as any I had ever gotten or seen in a porn video. She wrapped her lips around the head and then forced her head all the way onto it. Her lips were buried in his pubic hair. She began to do that over and over, starting slow and then pumping furiously. Dan’s hips bucked as he drove his cock down her throat each time she lunged forward. With a loud groan, Dan put his hand at the back of her head and held her on his cock as he came. We could see her throat furiously swallowing his cum. She choked slightly and cum came out her nose. She pushed back, letting his cock slide from between her lips.

“Oh God, that was good,” breathed Dan, “Motherfucker! Can that girl ever give good head. Can you teach my wife that technique?”

Tammy still held his cock and rubbed it on her cheeks and lips. Her eyes were glazed as she squeezed more cum from the shaft and eagerly licked it up not stopping until his cock began to soften in her hand. She stood up and using a napkin from the table, wiped the cum running from her nose. At least the cum she couldn’t reach with her tongue.

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“Gentlemen, are we here to play cards or what?” I asked, reaching for the deck. Everybody was so sexy up that nobody remembered whose deal it was so I just dealt again.

Tammy put paper number 6 in the center of the table. She stood there with her left breast hanging free, licking her lips and savoring the taste of Dan’s cum. She had a glazed, wanton look in her eyes. She had turned into nothing more that a living ‘fuck machine’ for us and that was exactly what she wanted tonight. I thought back to earlier in the evening when she had off-handedly said she was our slave for tonight. I also wondered if she had let Teezy know what she had planned to do this evening. I sure hoped not.

I wanted some of Tammy’s action tonight too and I didn’t need Teezy knowing about it. She would surely kill me.

Dave won again. He read the paper and said, “This is more like it.”

“Like what, Asshole,” said Ed impatiently, “Read it out loud.”

Dave read, “Let Tammy undress you and you can fuck her cunt doggie-style on the floor.”

Dave stood up, pushing his chair back from the table.

Tammy moved over dutifully and began to unbutton his shirt. The top of her head only came to his nipples so she had to reach up for the top buttons. He towered over her and I feared what might happen when he entered her. Tammy didn’t seem bothered at all. If anything, she seemed quite excited, but Tammy had probably never seen Dave’s dick. Even I could only imagine what it looked like angry.

She pulled his shirt down over his shoulders and then stopped.

“Break time,” she said as she picked up the beer tray and walked into the kitchen. Dave stood there with a perplexed look on his face looking at us and wondering what she was up to.

“Did I say something wrong?” he asked us all.

We all shrugged. Was the party over? Had Tammy had enough? She came back out of the kitchen a few minutes later carrying the beer tray with four beers and four shots of tequila on it. No limes. She had taken the sweater off and her massive breasts swung and swayed over the beers.

She set the tray on the floor halfway across the room and picked up a shot glass and swallowed the tequila in one gulp. She moved a beer over to the edge of the tray and squatted down over it. The neck of the bottle disappeared under her skirt. She moved her knees closer together and stood up taking the beer bottle with her.

All we could see was the bottom of the bottle hanging down under her skirt. She half-walked and half-hobbled over to Ed.

“Have a beer, Ed,” she said and he reached under her skirt. He pulled the beer out and took a sip.

Tammy went back to the tray and swallowed another shot glass of tequila and squatted over the next bottle. This one was mine. She repeated the same routine two more times before stopping in front of Dave. He took the beer from under her skirt and she dropped to her knees in front of him. Her hands quickly undid his belt and zipper. With one quick tug, she pulled his pants down to his knees. His huge cock flew up and hit her under her chin. A long strand of pre-cum flew from the tip and draped itself across the top of her breasts.

She rocked back on her heels and just stared at it in amazement. We all did. It was black and shiny, but the tip was pink. It was easily a foot long as it jutted out from his groin. The shaft was as thick as Tammy’s wrist and the tip oozed precum in a steady stream. It floated it front of her face and she couldn’t resist sticking her tongue out and catching the stream. The thick cum coiled down on her tongue like a rope. She swallowed and shook her head. The look in her eyes was a curious blend of fear, surprise, excitement and anticipation.

She got his shoes and pants off and then took his massive cock in both hands. Her hands only covered a third of it.

She just held it and marveled at it. She pushed her hands toward his stomach, pulling the skin back from the tip and his pee slit opened up. She put the tip of her tiny tongue in it. She rubbed it on her cheeks and face, tried and failed to get her lips around the head and then got down on her hands and knees.

“Fuck me, Dave,” she whispered, “Fuck me good and hard.

Put that giant cock in my cunt and drive it home. Do it now!”

Dave got on his knees behind her, lifted her skirt onto her back and nestled his cock tip up against her cunt.

We could see the head spread her cunt lips apart. She looked way too small to take him in, but as he leaned forward, first the head and then the shaft began to disappear up into her pussy. He gripped her hips and pulled her back onto him and he pressed forward. Inch by inch, his giant cock disappeared into her. With four inches still showing, he had bottomed out in her. He pulled his cock back out and Tammy moaned long and loud. With a quick thrust, he buried it in her again. She screamed this time.

“More,” she moaned, “Faster. Deeper. Harder. Fuck me.”

He began stroking it in and out of her. Her cunt lips seemed to grab at his shaft as he pulled it out. He reached under her and grasped her tits. He began to knead them as he pumped. She began a deep moaning that turned into screams as he went faster and faster. Each time he bottomed out, her body spasmed. After what seemed like an eternity, he screamed and began to pump her full of cum. I looked down in surprise and saw my cock in my hands. I had no memory of taking it out of my pants. Dan and Ed were stroking theirs too. As Dave made his last few strokes into her, cum began gushing out from around his cock and running down the insides of thighs. With a last gasp, he bottomed out in her again and then pulled it out, letting go of her hips. She fell forward onto the rug and just lay there gasping with her eyes closed. Cum flowed from her exposed cunt onto the rug. He must have put a quart into her. His balls were big enough to hold at least that much. I sure didn’t envy his wife having to deal with that monster every night. I had a lot more respect for her now.

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He stood up and then dropped into his chair, his cock still sticking a foot into the air. He picked up his beer and drained it in one gulp.

“I needed that,” he said.

“No, I needed that,” said Tammy in a tiny voice from the floor. She looked like she had been rode hard and put away wet. We let her just lay there, watching the cum run from her cunt.

Twenty minutes must have passed before she slowly got to her knees and then used the back of Ed’s chair to pull herself to her feet.

She told Ed to stand up and took off his clothes. Ed’s penis was the smallest of us, about 7 inches long, but thick. She sat him back down and put her face in his lap and sucked on him until he was as hard as he was going to get. She stood up and staggered over to an end table and opened the drawer. She took out four pairs of handcuffs. She handed them to me and told me to cuff Ed to his chair. I looked at Ed and he nodded. He sat in the chair and I cuffed his legs to the front legs of the chair and his hands to each side of the back of the chair.

Tammy faced him and straddled his legs. She moved forward until her breasts were in his face and her crotch was over his cock. She reached down and positioned his cock against her anus. She slowly dropped down onto it and it began to disappear up into her ass. Soon her butt cheeks were down on his lap, his cock buried in her rectum. She just sat there for a few minutes and then began to pump herself up and down on it, again and again, slowly at first and then faster and faster. Soon she was slamming herself down on his cock, lifting herself with her arms on Ed’s shoulders. Ed enjoyed it as long as he could, but her tight little ass must felt just too good. With a loud groan, he began to cum up into her. She ground her ass down onto him, clenching her sphincter muscles again and again to pump him dry.

When she finally stood up, cum bubbled from her anus.

Cum was running down her thighs and calves in rivulets.

It seeped from her cunt and anus, but she seemed oblivious to it. She turned to me.

“Scott, get naked. Dan, take the cuffs off Ed and put them on Scott,” she ordered.

I quickly stripped. My ten-inch cock stood out firm and proud. I wanted it in any hole she was willing to offer even if they had all been filled once already. Sloppy seconds on a woman like Tammy was better than going first on most other women. I had never been so horny in my life. I sat in the chair and let Dan cuff me into place.

“Dave and Dan, I want you to lower me onto his cock. I want him up my ass,” Tammy said.

My cock jutted out from my lap, ten inches of hard manhood. Dan and Dave lifted Tammy under her knees and thighs and positioned her over my cock with her face away from me. Her anus was already stretched by Ed’s cock, but his was nothing compared to mine. She reached between her legs and positioned my cock tip in her hole, Ed’s cum lubricating the entry.

“Now, down,” she ordered, “Slowly.”

I groaned as her tight ass slid down on my cock. Tammy leaned forward. When four or five inches were in her, she held up her hands. Dave and Dan stopped, holding her in that position.

“Let me go,” she screamed.

Dave and Dan let her go and she slid down onto my cock.

Eight of the ten inches slid into her ass in a second.

She bounced her body until all ten inches were buried in her. I wanted to reach around and grab those tits.

I wanted to kiss her and hold her, but the damn cuffs held me confined. I could feel her clenching her ass muscles, grabbing my cock. I was in heaven.

“I want one more thing, Scott” groaned Tammy.

“What’s that?” I asked her as I pumped my hips up against her ass, “Whatever you want you can have it.”

“Are you sure?” she asked again.

“Yes, Baby, what is it?” I pleaded.

“I want to suck on Teezy’s nipples,” she said.

I froze.

“What are you talking about,” I demanded to know, “What does my wife have to do with this?”

“Teezy,” shouted Tammy.

I looked over in the den and saw Teezy walking toward me. She was wearing an identical outfit as Tammy only in black. I wriggled in the chair in frustration trying to get out from under Tammy so Teezy wouldn’t see me.

“Oh hi Scott,” said Teezy with a big smile, “Having fun?”

– to be continue –