Danny and I had been married for seven years. Things were comfortable…we both had good jobs, good friends, a nice home, and plenty of hobbies and interests. One of Danny’s interests was playing poker. He and his buddies played at our house every week. I didn’t mind at all. I liked his friends and I enjoyed serving them snacks and hanging around them as they joked and needled each other, all the time laughing when winning and grumbling when losing.
Danny’s friends always paid me a lot of attention during these poker nights at our house. And why not? I’m a pretty brunette with a constant smile and great figure – about 5’5”, with a slim waist and 36D rack that seemed to get a lot of looks, and – frankly – I loved showing it off. I enjoyed all the attention I got from Danny and his friends, and even started dressing a little more risqué for these game nights….usually a mini-skirt or short shorts, with a tank top or thin cotton shirt. Sometimes a short sun dress or just an oversized football jersey.
Danny had noticed how much I enjoyed the attention of his friends, and he encouraged me to be even more friendly while providing snacks and getting beers. He even suggested I not wear bra or panties under my thin clothing. (I think he thought he’d win more pots if his friends were distracted.)
So, I gladly left bra and panties off, and scampered around the boys in my tank tops, sun dresses, and mini-skirts, letting my boobs bounce around untethered, and using every excuse to bump into and lean against each of the players as I moved between the kitchen and the dinette table where the poker was being played.
As expected, all of the men, including Danny, began surreptitiously touching and squeezing every part of my body throughout these evenings. I had fingers slipped under my dress and into my pussy as I stood next to a player and placed another beer in front of them. I usually stood next to them a little longer when this happened so they could get a few minutes of finger blasting before I moved on to the other players. My ass was constantly grabbed and squeezed. And when I leaned over the table to refill the snack bowls, every player managed to sneak a handful of tit. I usually stayed a little longer in these positions, too, letting my boobs get fondled and my nipples pinched and pulled. Of course, I rubbed shoulders and ran my hand through heads of hair….even found plenty of opportunities to squeeze a thigh and rub a crotch here and there.
After a while, all effort at subtlety had been dropped.….I was being groped and fondled openly as I moved around the table throughout the evening. I sometimes had hands squeezing my ass cheeks, fingers in and out of my vagina, and boobs being fondled all at the same time.
This was our normal poker night routine, and everyone clearly enjoyed it. Danny’s friends – Mason, Luke, and Gabe – would come by every week with plenty of beer and chips, play poker for several hours….all the time grabbing, pulling and poking my tits, ass and pussy….then go back home to their wives with big smiles and even bigger hard-ons.
Danny and I would get so worked up after all this squeezing, pulling, and rubbing that we’d fall into bed and have incredible mind-blowing sex every week after all the players left for the night.
Then one week, about six months after these poker nights began, I was standing by the table replenishing beer and snacks with a couple of hands on my butt and a couple more groping my tits, when I heard Danny say “OK, the winner of the next pot gets to fuck Sophie.”
All the chatter around the table stopped and all eyes focused on Danny’s, then slowly they all silently shifted their eyes to me. I was caught by surprise, but I saw the shit-eating grin on Danny’s face and, after the briefest consideration, I quickly bought in. I turned my smile from Danny to the six other eyes around the table and said, “OK, boys — the stakes have been raised. Let’s play.”
Danny dealt the next hand, and as the guys were checking their cards and putting chips into the pot, I slipped out of my sundress and moved around the table completely naked….my big natural tits swinging and bumping into each player’s face as I leaned over each of them, while they studied their cards. To add even more distraction to the game, I began unzipping pants and pulling cocks out, giving each a little tug before moving onto the next one.
All of their pricks were fully erect, and I would stop by each player to jerk his dick and nibble his ear for a few minutes as he added chips to the pot and drew cards. While I stroked each player’s shaft, my swaying tits were being grabbed and my nipples pulled from all sides, as my heavy boobs dangled over the table.
Finally the hand ended, and Luke was the winner. I was standing by Mason when the winning cards were played, so – with a resigned sigh – he gave my tits a final squeeze as I moved around the table toward Luke.
I pulled myself up onto the edge of the kitchen counter facing the room where the card table was, and watched Luke walk over toward me – his big cock sticking straight out in front of him and bouncing with each step he took. With a smile on my face, I watched his cock the whole way as he made his way across the room. He stopped in front of me, unbuckled his belt so his pants fell around his ankles, then lined up his rock hard prick with my pussy and shoved. He was big – about 9” – but with all the touching and fondling we’d been doing all night, my cunt was absolutely drenched, so he slipped in easily. He began slamming his dick into and out of me with gusto, reaching up to squeeze and pull on my huge tits as they bounced all over the place in rhythm with his pounding hips.
I noticed all the other players, including Danny, were sitting at the poker table, jerking themselves off as they watched Luke blast my pussy with his rock hard prick.
In only a few minutes I threw my head back and let out a loud cry as an amazing orgasm racked my body. I wrapped my legs around Luke’s hips and pulled him as deep into my tingling pussy as I could, all the time grinding my clit against the base of his hammering cock.
It wasn’t long before Luke let out a grunt, grabbed my hips, and thrust his hips forward as hard as he could, releasing a torrent of cum deep into my cunt. He continued shoving his dick into and out of my drenched pussy for another few minutes, as a mixture of our climax juices spilled onto the floor beneath the counter.
When he was finally done, Luke kicked his pant off, grabbed a towel to clean off his softening cock, then went and sat back down, ready for the next poker hand. All the others had already shot their loads from pumping their dicks while watching Luke fuck me, and had used my kitchen towels to clean themselves off….ready to resume the game, with their spent dicks dangling between their legs as the cards were dealt.
I remained sitting on the kitchen counter, resting on my elbows behind me, facing the card table with my legs spread and Luke’s spunk dripping onto the floor from my pussy. Throughout the next hand, all the players kept looking over at me naked on the counter, checking out my dripping cunt and wobbly tits. Before long they all had semi’s, and a couple of them even held their cards with one hand while they jerked their stiffening cocks with the other.
Mason asked Danny if fucking me could be part of the next pot. Danny glanced over at me, and I gave him a smile and a slight nod, so he said, “Sure. Why not?”
Well, as it turned out, much to Mason’s dismay, Gabe won the next hand. With a huge grin on his face, he stepped away from the table, walking toward me with his 8” dick sticking out in front of him, stroking it with his hand as he approached me. When he got to where I sat, he pulled me off the counter, turned me around and bent me over. I supported myself with my hands on the counter, with my tits swinging beneath me, my legs spread, and my ass lined up perfectly with Gabe’s big prick. Using the mess still dripping out of my pussy from Luke, Gabe lubed up the head of his cock, then shoved it deep into my ass.
I was surprised, but not unpleasantly so. Gabe started stroking into and out of my anus, his ball sack slapping against my clit, and my heavy boobs bouncing in time with his thrusts. It didn’t take long before I erupted in another glorious climax. I continued pushing against Gabe’s dick as he kept hammering me from behind. A few minutes later, Gabe let out a bellow and blasted a huge load of cum deep in my ass. As he continued pumping his shaft in and out me, his massive load seeped out from the sides of his thrusting cock out onto the floor between our legs.
When he finally ran out of steam, his softening shaft slipped out of my ass with a “plop”. I grabbed a towel and cleaned off his dangling rod, and he went back to join the others at the poker table. I noticed that Mason and Luke had wacked off again while watching Gabe blast my ass. Danny winked at me, and I knew he was holding out for later, after the others had left.
So, this became our weekly poker game ritual. I would serve the snacks and drinks completely naked, letting each player fondle, squeeze and poke whatever part of my body that suited them as I moved around the table. They, in turn, would spend the evening mostly naked, with dicks hanging out and dangling between their legs as they played. They always arrived with their dicks halfway hard already, and they usually got to cum at least twice over the course of poker night.
Some evenings, I’d move from cock to cock under the table, sucking and jerking each one until they blew a load of cum into my mouth. Other times I’d sit on laps, while they fondled my tits, sucked on my nipples and played their hands out. Sometimes these lap sessions evolved into them slipping a hard cock into my pussy or ass, then having me bounce up and down until they exploded inside me…..all while playing cards and joking with the others around the table.
Danny enjoyed these evenings, too. He usually came at least once during the poker game, then waited until the others left before plowing my cum-drenched pussy and ass like crazy for the rest of the night.
And that’s how I became a big fan of my husband’s poker night with his buddies.