0 comments/ 323815 views/ 16 favorites Poker By: Fever Marina's cousins, Lisa and Robert, would be staying at her house for a full week. I thought this would be an end to our sex education tutoring, but I was very wrong. Marina instead told me that she had told her cousin Lisa everything about our little sessions, and that Lisa was interested in "being tutored" too. Robert would be another story, although Marina did want to see if he would go along with what we had planned. My plan was to have sex with both girls! Marina and I decided a game of strip poker would do the trick. That way each of us would undress little by little and the embarrassment would be spread around. Marina and I fixed it so we would win the first two hands, so we could get things started. The way we played, whoever won the hand got to tell someone else at the table what piece of clothing to remove. When her cousins arrived we spent a little time getting to know each other, but when Marina's parents left for the night we got down to business. I won the first hand, and told Marina to remove her jeans. She stood up next to where Robert was sitting and began to peel off her Levi's slowly, she knew exactly what to do. Robert watched intently and began to squirm in his seat, I'm sure he was getting an erection, I know I was. Marina's tiny little panties barely covered her tight ass, and her pussy hair was visible through the sheer material. When she sat down she let her hand fall to between her legs and she nonchalantly rubbed her inner thighs. Marina dealt next and won the hand as we planned-she said "I'm not going to be the only girl undressing, Lisa take off your blouse." Lisa looked embarrassed but began to unbutton her blouse, when she opened it and took it from her shoulders, I could see that she had a beautiful pair of tits just like her cousin. Her nipples were already hard and ready to burst from her bra which pushed her breasts together and up. Robert now was definitely in some discomfort because of what was happening in his pants, my cock was already hard and ready to be let loose. Robert dealt, and I won the next hand. "Robert you look a little uncomfortable, why don't you take off your pants" I told him. He got to his feet and turned his back to the table, letting his pants fall to the floor. When he sat down it was obvious his cock was large and already hard as a rock. Both girls stared at his crotch. Next hand went to Robert, who didn't want to be alone so he told me to remove my jeans. I gladly stood up proudly and undid my belt, I faced Lisa and pulled my zipper down, when I pulled down my pants I "accidentally" caught my underwear and pulled them down halfway, giving Lisa a good look at my throbbing hard-on. She smiled when she saw it and looked me in the eye when she giggled "can't you control that thing?" The hands continued-Marina, Lisa, Robert, and me losing our clothes until we all sat in nothing but our underwear. That's when Marina and I explained how the game would end. When only one of us was left with our underwear on the winner of the hand would have a decision to make. The game could come to an end, by having that person remove their last piece of clothing, or the winner could tell anyone at the table to do anything, short of intercourse, to any other person at the table. Lisa lost her panties first, her cunt had a patch of soft brown hair around the lips, her outer lips pouted. Robert was next, he seemed relieved to be able to let his cock spring free, it was about 7 inches long and looked ready to pop, then my lovely Marina lost her panties, her pussy lips were already wet and she let a finger disappear inside her cunt while I dealt the next hand. Excellent! I won the hand and since I was the only one left wearing anything I wasn't about to make myself strip. "Marina I want you to sit on Lisa's lap facing her, and play with and kiss her tits for five minutes." Marina smiled and walked over to Lisa, she spread her legs wide and sat on Lisa's lap facing her looking into her eyes. Marina's nipples brushed Lisa's and both girls caught their breath. Marina took both of Lisa breasts in her hands and began to massage them gently from the outside toward the erect nipples. She let the tips of Lisa's tits slip through her thumb and forefinger, squeezing each nipple softly. Lisa closed her eyes and moaned softly while her hand fell between Marina's legs. Robert had begun to stroke his hard cock with the palm of his hand, a drop of cum emerged from his dick head and he rubbed around his tip, he was watching his sister and cousin intently. Marina leaned her head down and began to suck on each of Lisa's hard little nipples making soft sucking noises as she did. Her whole mouth covered one breast while her hand tweaked the other nipple, pinching it and making it red, Lisa could only moan. Lisa's hand was now between Marina's legs her thumb rubbed the clit idly while she was lost in her own pleasure. I hated to do it but I had to tell them five minutes was up. Before Marina got up she put her mouth over Lisa's and kissed her deeply, their breasts crushed against each other, both pussies wet now with juices dripping. Next hand went to Marina, "your brother looks very uncomfortable with that big erection, Lisa, I want you to go kneel between his legs and suck on his cock until he cums." Lisa started to protest but we reminded her of the rules of the game, Robert just sat, smiled, and spread his legs. A little tentatively at first Lisa made her way to Robert's chair and knelt down between his legs. She put her hands on his thighs and moved her head toward his hard cock, her lips opened just enough to take the tip of his dick. She laid little kisses all along the length of his tool, and then slowly licked him from his swollen balls to the top of his shaft and let her tongue roll circles around his meat. Robert could only moan and lean back in his chair, Marina meanwhile had put her hand down my underwear and had a firm grip on my cock which she stroked in time to Lisa's licking. Lisa then opened her mouth and took his entire 7 inches between her lips, it disappeared into her throat as she bobbed her up and down. She was now really getting into, it giving her brother a blow job. His cock glistened with her saliva, one of her hands coddled his balls and squeezed them each time his cock went down her throat, the other held his cock moving up and down and forcing his dick deep down her warm throat. Robert stiffened up and grabbed his sisters head to hold it down on his cock, he fucked her face hard now, his balls slapping her chin as he started to cum. Lisa began to swallow as soon as the first shot of hot cum hit the back of her throat, she took all her brother had and then milked his cock for more until he was spent. She sucked the last drop from his cock, licked her lips and went back to her chair, "deal" she said with a filthy grin. I think Robert really wanted to see Marina in action because when he won the next hand he said "Marina I want you to do a 69 with your boyfriend" hey that was o.k. with me, I hurried to lay down on the floor. Marina came over to me and squatted over my face, leaning forward so that her mouth was inches from my cock. Her pussy was already wet and I could hardly wait to taste it. She lowered herself so that my lips and tongue could reach her. As her mouth opened for my cock, my mouth took her cunt lips and began to suck on them one after the other. Her juices made my chin and face wet and sticky, while her mouth sucked at my cockhead. Marina let her tongue explore my peehole while her hands played with my cock and balls. My tongue meanwhile entered her cunt and found her little love button, I flicked at it with my tongue and took little bites of it, sending shivers down her spine. Each time I sucked on her clit she took my cock deep in her mouth. Soon our movements matched each other her head bobbing up and down on my cock, her fingers now playing with my asshole, my mouth and tongue eating her while my fingers pinched her erect nipples. We came together; my cock shooting cum into her mouth and all over her face, her pussy making my whole face wet with her sweet juices as she rubbed her cunt all over my face. The games continued the rest of the night. Poker Today, of all days, your lover decided to have his friends over for a poker game. Thinking you would have the evening alone with him, you splurged on a manicure, facial, and a new hair cut. When you got home, your lover told you how much fun tonight would be when his "friends" came over. He didn't even notice your new look. Well, yes he did. He told you that you didn't have to dress up for his friends and to go change into something less, well, distracting. You began to breathe deeply, just like all the shrinks say you should when you get upset. Going into your room, you mutter, "Distracting, huh? I'll give you distracting." Standing before your closet, you chose your shortest skirt and lowest cut blouse. A black skirt with leather around the waist and thin fabric flaring from your perfect hips and a sheer white blouse designed to show of your lacy bras. Maybe his friends would appreciate what he obviously did not. Picking out your favorite matching bra and thong set, (a lacy red set that leaves very little to the imagination), and your black heels to complete your ensemble. As the guests start to arrive, you go to the front room to greet them. It's obvious your lover's friends were very appreciative of your efforts but your lover looked pissed. He didn't say anything, but he gave you that, "I can't believe you are embarrassing me in front of the guys" look. I was the last to arrive, venturing a small peck on your cheek before sitting down. "You look fantastic." I say, looking directly into your eyes. It is difficult to look at anything BUT your gorgeous body in that outfit, but I manage. At this point, we start the poker game. You bring us snacks and drinks throughout the game, not because you want to be the dutiful lover, but because you know it's pissing off your lover. Despite the distraction, your lover does fairly well. Between him and me, we cleaned out Dave and Ed, leaving just us two. That is when I begin to take control of the game and your lover sees his pot dwindle away to nothing. Not wanting the game to end, he tried to bargain with me. He just drew into a full house (3 Kings and 2 Jacks), and felt VERY confident about taking this pot. "Honey, come here for a second." He called. When you get there, he said, "What do you think? Should I bet everything?" Looking at the cards, you say, "Sure." Your lover sat up a little straighter in his chair and looked directly into my eyes. "If I win this hand, I get ALL the money in the pot." You looked confident; thinking of all the ways you could spend the money. I looked at you and smiled. You looked great like that. "And if you win," he continued and pointed to you, "She will do ANYTHING you say for the rest of the night." Your mouth dropped and you began to stammer out a string of curses, but I interrupted with my acceptance of the terms. Your lover placed his cards on the table and proudly exclaimed, "Full House. Kings over Jacks." And started pulling the pot towards himself. "Well, all I have is two pairs. I have one pair of threes, and another pair of threes." I put my cards on the table and look directly at you with lust unbridled in my eyes. "I guess I win you for the night." Your lover did not meet your glaring gaze. He lost the most beautiful woman he had even known in a poker game. It was almost a cruel joke. He tried to say he was just kidding, but he knew the bet was valid. You are all mine for the night. I can see your mind running through your options. You begin to say you have nothing to do with that asshole's bet, but you really thought he would win and you were going to spend the money if he won. Steeling yourself, you reach for my hand and try to take me to the bedroom. You figure a quick blowjob and a doggie style fuck would wear me out to the point that I wouldn't be able to ask for anymore. In fact, you think, you may even let me cum in your mouth. That would show that asshole that he shouldn't have bet you in the game. Surprisingly, I don't follow you into the room. "Hold on there, Baby. The bet was that you would do anything I tell you to for the rest of the night. I don't recall telling you that I want to go to the bedroom. I think I want another drink. But there is a catch. Every time I see you, I want you to be wearing less clothing. Let's start out with those pretty heels. Hand them over." This is getting worse and worse. "I am NOT taking my clothes off in front of these guys! That wasn't part of the deal!" "Oh, but it was. You have to do ANYTHING I say. And now I say you will address me as Master." Oh, the look in your eyes when I made my demand for you to submit to my perverted desires was priceless. The smoldering look in your eyes would have melted the will of most men. It is obvious that you are not used to submitting to anyone. You take a deep breath, bend down to take off your heels and say, "Yes, Master." As you turn to go to the kitchen, you hear me say, "Just a reminder, Sweetheart. You need to take off something else before you come back in." You stop dead in your tracks but don't turn around. You know if you saw my face right at this moment, you would say something. You resume your deep breathing as you hear my laughter in the background and resume your trek into the kitchen. Upon entering, you walk to the fridge, hoping the cool air will temper the heat you are feeling right now. Grabbing a beer, you try to decide which article of clothing you would take off next. Of all days not to wear pantyhose. That wouldn't be too bad. You decide to take off your panties because I wouldn't see any more of you than I already had. You decide that if you are going to submit, you are going to do it on your own terms. You place the tiny underwear around the neck of the beer bottle and re-enter the front room. "Here you go.......Master," you say frostily. I smile and tell you that Ed is looking a little thirsty. "Why don't you be a good little girl and fetch HIM a beer now." You know I could have told you to get him a beer while you were getting me one, but I wanted to torment you. You go into the kitchen again and take off your sheer blouse, rationalizing that I had already seen that, too. You also grab two beers to save a trip back into the kitchen when I tell you to get Dave a beer also. Upon reentering the front room, you hand me your blouse, Ed a beer and try to hand Dave the other. "No, thanks. I'm not thirsty," he says. You look at me just in time to see my evil grin. "I guess you need to take it back so it doesn't get warm." As I am saying that, you spin quickly and stalk back to the kitchen. As you spin, you unwittingly give us a preview of your tight ass. You begin to worry that you will have to uncover something that I haven't seen yet. You stand in front of the open refrigerator until you hear me tell you to hurry back. Then you resume your deep breathing and reach back to unfasten your bra. You go back into the front room determined not to show any embarrassment. You decide not to give me the satisfaction. You are still feeling flush, but you begin to struggle with the fact that it doesn't feel as much like anger anymore. Could it be that you enjoyed showing off your tight body in front of all these men? All eyes are on your breasts as you come back into the room. You look at your lover briefly and see the jealousy in his eyes. Since you met him, he has been the only man to see your luscious breasts. Now you had three other pairs of eyes enjoying the sight. You have to admit to yourself that you enjoy the attention you are receiving. You look down on the floor next to my foot and notice that my beer is empty. Without thinking, you bend over at the waist and pick it up. As you reach for the beer, you feel my fingers easily work their way into your pussy. You pause there, resisting the temptation to purr seductively. "Hey, wait a second." You think to yourself, "How did he slip his fingers in so easily?" The answer horrifies and excites you. You realize your pussy is soaking wet. You stand up slowly and tell me, "Master, you look like you could use another beer. May I get you one?" The words surprise you, but you decide that you want to fulfill my every desire. "Sure, I think I could use another one." This time as you spin around, you notice the breeze and enjoy it. You hurriedly get the beer and take off that confining skirt. You want to be naked for the eyes that enjoyed your breasts. You are glad you decided to shave your pussy this morning, giving you the feeling of complete nudity you know I will enjoy. You bend down on one knee and present me my beer. You lick your lips and breathily ask me if there is ANYTHING else you can do for me. You glance down at my crotch and hope I ask you to suck the obvious bulge your brazen actions has caused. I look at my friends and decide to let them enjoy the sight of you with me. "Go get some of your favorite toys. I want to see you fuck yourself." As you walk to your room, you reach into a shoebox even your lover doesn't know about and get out a long, thick dildo and a pocket rocket vibrator. You return to see the coffee table cleared off and me, Ed and Dave spread out on your large couch. You sit on the coffee table and spread your legs. Your mouth takes in the long fake cock and the vibrator buzzes over your nipples. Oh, My Gawd, you look like you could deep throat the guy in Boogie Nights. You look into my eyes and say, "Anything worth doing is worth doing ...nasty, Master." After getting the fake cock wet with your saliva, you let it run between your breasts and down to your bald pussy. You pause at the entrance of your pussy for dramatic effect, then push the thickness into your slit. You try to keep your eyes focused on mine but as you bring the pocket rocket down to your clit, you can't help but throw your head back. The sound coming from your lips can only be described as pure, animal lust. Having an audience that close to your most private moment is overwhelming. It motivates you to perform at your sexiest. Finally, Ed stands up and drops his pants in front of your face. It seems so natural to take his cock into your mouth and suck it. You are determined to give me the best show possible and sucking my friend's cock seemed like the best way to do that. You make sure you don't neglect your pussy as you suck Ed's cock, but you put down the vibrator. You take the base of his cock in your free hand and stroke him as your head bobs up and down on the top half of his long cock. Not to be left out, Dave takes the vibrator and resumes it's pressure on your clit. It doesn't take long for you to feel the pressure of a HUGE orgasm building up. You push the dildo in and out of your pussy faster and harder, wondering what it looks like from my angle. You start to meet the dildo with your hip thrusts and suck harder on Ed's cock, hoping to milk his cock of it's seed as you cum. Finally, the pressure is too great and you cum all over the fake cock in your pussy. You release Ed's cock and growl. "I'm cumming, Master. I'm cumming for you." Dave pulled the vibrator from your clit and you immediately put your fingers there to replace it. Rubbing the sensitive bud like that turned me on, but you didn't notice. Your eyes were closed and your mouth open. "Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh...." You didn't have much time to recover as Dave took the dildo from your pussy and pulled you on top of him as he sat on the couch. He guided his now unsheathed cock into your wet pussy. Your breasts fell into his face and he nipped at the points of your tits. Ed once again placed his cock into your mouth. You pulled it into your mouth passionately and sucked as if it was an all day sucker that you wanted to finish in a few minutes. A few minutes into this scene, you notice I am the only one who hasn't tasted your charms. "Master, don't you want me?" you ask in an almost hurt tone. "You just keep fucking them. I am about to take you the way I want to." I take off my clothes and put my finger into your ass. It is soaking with your juices and I have no problem with fingering your ass. Keeping my finger there just long enough to loosen up your tight ass, I pull it out and replace it with my cock. My dick is so hard I could use it as a crowbar. You have to concentrate so you don't bite Ed's cock as I enter your ass. I push into your ass slowly but the width of my cock stretches out your sphincter deliciously. The sight is too much for Ed and he unleashes his seed into your mouth without warning. You struggle to keep his juice in your mouth, feeling the jets hit the back of your throat. Sucking and swallowing is the center of your universe, despite Dave and I pushing into your tight holes. Ed finishing his thrusts and slumps back into the couch. Once again you feel Dave and I trading strokes in your body. As Dave strokes in, I stroke out. This delicious rhythm continues until Dave's strokes become erratic and he pushes all the way into your pussy. He pulls you down by your shoulders and thrusts upward. You feel him so deep in you. His hot seed shot into your belly. His mouth finds your tits and sucks them passionately. Pushing, pushing......pushing into your pussy. His cock withers and falls from your cunt. I pull my dick from your ass and order you onto your back. "I want to see your face as I fuck your ass!" I say, leaving no room for any questions. You stand up and Dave moves off the couch. You lay on your back and pull your legs above your chest, opening up your gorgeous ass. I put my cock at the entrance of your slightly stretched asshole and thrust myself in without a second thought. I enjoy watching your face twist with the pleasure of my entering your most intimate hole. I begin to thrust in and out, making your firm breasts bounce each time. You reach down to play with your clit and soon you are in the throes of another huge orgasm. I can feel you tighten up while I am in your ass and it proves too much for me. I pull my cock from your ass and stroke it as I hold it before your open mouth. Faster and faster, I stroke my cock until it erupts. My aim is true and my cum enters your mouth. A total of six squirts pour forth from my cock and only one misses your mouth. It hits your chin and the thick cream stays right there. As I move to my knees and lovingly stroke your body in the rich afterglow, you venture a look at your lover. He is slumped back in his chair with a pool of jism around his pubic area. "So, Honey. When is the next poker game?" Poker The following is a fantasy of how I imagined a first meeting would be with an e-mail/chat friend named Lisa, who was also a submissive, like myself. We often talked about getting together with her husband who was a Dom. Lisa wanted me to have my first bi experience with her and her husband. We would arrange to meet at a convenient neutral location somewhere half way in the middle of Michigan and NY, maybe in Ontario some place. We'd meet for dinner, just to get acquainted then go back to a hotel room for the long awaited night of fantasy fulfillment. After a light dinner, a few drinks, and some cautious conversation, with sexual tensions running high, we finally get to the hotel. We all just kind of shrug and stare at each other at first, none of us quite sure how we should start. The men are especially nervous since the two of us are a little uneasy about the events that are about to unfold!! I suggest that we start with a game of strip Poker: One card draw, the person with the lowest card has a piece of clothing removed by the person with the highest card, (having another person do the removing makes it that much more fun!!) the loser must stand up, in front of the player with the highest card and let them remove a piece of clothing, Any hands that result in a tie would just be a push, shoes and socks count as one each, and all clothes have to be removed in succession, (shoes, socks, shirt, pants, bra, panties or whatever,) no jumping ahead to a piece of clothing with higher stakes, jewelry and other accessories don't count. Once the loser has lost all their clothes the stakes get higher. If the player with the highest card is still wearing clothes, the person with the lowest card must stand naked in front of them. The winner gets to grope, feel, touch, prod, and generally explore the loser's body with their hands, however they wish for 60 seconds, this is to be timed by the person not involved. If the player with the highest card is also naked, then it gets even better, the loser must go to them and perform oral sex for them for 60 seconds, again timed by the third person. Well, everyone agrees to the rules and we set up a short table at the edge of the bed and move a chair up to it. Lisa and David sit on the edge of the bed and I sit in the chair, the table is only knee high so no one can hide behind it. The game starts slowly, we each remove each others shoes and socks so we're all just barefoot, then Lisa looses again, and I get to remove her shirt, we all smile, because we know the stakes are getting higher. Next Lisa removes my shirt, then she has to remove David's, and all is still pretty even. We each have pants & underwear and Lisa's still got her bra as well. On the next hand, I loose to Lisa again and she gets to remove my pants. As she slides them down, my semi erect cock starts to peek out the front of my boxers. When I go to adjust myself, she informs me that "that won't be allowed" and I must leave them the way she left me. My purple head sticks up from my fly for all to see, not willing to retract into my shorts. This is more awkward for me than being naked, and Lisa really seems to enjoy my discomfort in the situation thoroughly!! Next Lisa looses to David, and he gets to remove her pants. He tries to get her panties with them but she scolds him and tells him he'll just have to wait. He agrees and finishes removing them, but sneaks a little kiss just above Lisa's panty line in the process. On the following hand things really heat up, I loose again, and this time its to David, all that I have left is my boxers!! I stand somewhat unsteadily, nervously waiting in front of him, this is the first time either of us have really touched and we're both noticeably uncomfortable with the situation, but after a brief delay he deftly pulls at the waste band of my boxers, just allowing my still hard dick to slip back inside the fly and then he smoothly drops my shorts to the floor with almost no further contact. "Well that went well," we both think to ourselves, but as I return to my seat, I now have a raging hard-on and realize I am far more exposed than either Lisa or David, totally naked actually! Lisa proceeds to loose the next hand again to David and he removes her bra. As he snickers at Lisa's misfortune, she warns him that he will soon get his. She is obviously excited by all this as is evident by her puckered and ever hardening nipples, I show my pleasure by humming with approval, and she sharply replies "look who's talking, you knows what's next, don't you?" Excitement is now electric in the air, there is surely soon to be some serious sensual touching going on, and sure enough, just as Lisa predicted, I loose again, to Lisa this time, now naked, with no clothing to give, and nowhere to hide. I stand before Lisa, waiting for whatever she has planned. Before she can begin, David looks at his watch and tells Lisa to be sure to wait for his signal; he pauses for a moment then gives her the OK. Lisa begins slowly, teasing me by running her fingers lightly in a big circle all around my bare legs and stomach staying just beyond my balls and dick. Pleased with my discomfort, she giggles at me a little and then finally gives in, "oh, all right, I suppose you earned it," she says, and she begins to gently stroke my straining cock with one hand while she rubs the under side of my balls with the other. "15 seconds left," David announces, and with this Lisa raise the stakes again by guiding my upturned cock between her tits. "Is this allowed??" she teases to David, as she presses her breasts together, allowing me to titty-fuck her. He simply replies "sure, but times up!!" She finishes by giving me a quick kiss on the tip of my dick, removing the pre-cum that's formed around it's opening. Short of breath and ready to explode, I return awkwardly to my seat, nervously waiting for the next card. There it is, David has lost to me, and I will have to remove his pants now. He stands up, and approaches the chair, confidently, he instructs me "Why don't you do this from your knees? I think you should start getting used to that position!" I am startled by his command, but am unable to resist. He has lost the hand, and yet somehow remains in control, I'm naked, and now submissive. Without looking at his face, I drop to my knees and begin to remove his pants. My movements are deliberate, yet eager; belt, button, zipper, I peel back the fly, and start to work his pants off his hips. I find myself excited to see this man's penis, a penis that I will soon be touching, the first man's penis, other than my own, that I have ever touched. I complete my task, but am disappointed that we are still separated by his underwear, disappointed that I hadn't tried to remove his underwear as well. He returns to the bed, and then mockingly instructs me to return to my seat as well, as I am still kneeling almost trance-like on the floor, It is now clear what the roles will be here, I have let him take the dominant role and he knows it. Lisa knows it, and I know it. Where we go now is clearly in David's control. We all wait anxiously for the next card; we each hesitantly turn them over, a tie, two jacks and a king. We all sigh, it's our first push, and no one even questions what we should do next. The tension only seems that much higher as we each reach for another card. We turn them again, and, "argh, I've lost again!!" This time to David, I will have to let him fondle and touch me for the next sixty seconds. Lisa coaxes us on with an eager "come on boys, it's time for the show," I stand up slowly, walk over to David and stop. It feels like time is standing still. Lisa asks him for his watch, and he takes it off slowly, making the agony last that much longer. Finally, Lisa tells him to go and he reaches out, and grabs my cock, which is standing at perfect attention, like a beer tap. He looks at Lisa and asks, "so you'd like to see me put one of these in my mouth, eh?" but he makes no effort to. He simply rubs his thumb around the head, spreading more pre-cum as he examines my cock with genuine curiosity. He places one hand on my hip, as he turns his first hand over, extends his first two fingers outward, and with a scooping action, inserts them between my legs as he wraps his thumb and remaining fingers around my balls and the base of my shaft. He looks into my eyes and asks knowingly "So Lisa tells me you've got a virgin asshole?" and he firmly presses his fingers against my puckered hole, causing me to jump slightly. He holds them there, exerting his power over me, waiting to see how I'll react. Then after a moment, he instructs me to turn around and squat with my hands on my knees, "so he can see this virgin hole." I obey and turn, and he places both hands on my cheeks, thumbs pulling gently, spreading my crack as he massages my ass up and down. I close my eyes, gradually trying to adjust to this strange new feeling, starting to relax with the surprisingly pleasant feeling this gives me, then I hear his voice again, stern and commanding this time, "I'm gonna bury my long, hard, fat cock in your virgin ass. I'm gonna make you my bitch. I'm gonna fuck your ass until you like it, and beg for more. Tonight you're gonna feel like my woman, my little cum-slut." He presses more on my hole with his thumbs as he says talks to me and then pulls at my cheeks firmly causing my asshole to begin to stretch. A shudder runs though my body with his words and with his touch; excitement, fear, anticipation. Then suddenly Lisa sound out "Time,!!" and I reluctantly return to my seat. The next hand allows all of us to catch our collective breath. David looses to Lisa this time, and Lisa gets to remove his last piece of clothing, his underwear. He stands and turns toward Lisa. She starts to hum a little stripper tune as she slowly wiggles David's shorts down, working them over his semi-hard cock, working them back and forth, riding against his growing erection, then over his thighs, pausing for just a moment, continuing below his knees. As he steps out of his shorts Lisa quickly swings them around behind him like a sling. She pulls him toward her, swiftly until she slips the head of his hard-on in her mouth. As she begins to suck on his hard cock he informs her "This is not in the rules, not that I'm complaining!!" but Lisa stops anyway. She teases David, "OK, if you don't want me to..." to which he just shrugs and rolls his eyes, wishing he had been silent, and returns to his seat, Now the two men are naked, and Lisa is not far behind. We all know that the next hand could be either of our' first male to male blow job. Lisa has an evil look in her eye as she takes special pleasure in the awkwardness of the situation. She begins to tease, almost singing "You know what happens next boys, it's almost time for oral sex, I think some lucky fella's gonna suck a hard dick tonight!" Much to Lisa's displeasure, she looses this time to David, she stands before him as he will now take Lisa's last piece of clothing. He mockingly hums the same tune back to Lisa as she had to him. He slowly works her panties little by little around and down her hips. He teases as he pulls, showing a little flesh at a time, gently tickling by rubbing his thumbs around her groin as he does this. Working still further, he bends to continue pushing the panties down Lisa's legs. He runs his nose through her neatly trimmed bush, and makes a little sniffing sound as he does. "Pig!" Lisa exclaims. To which David replies with a pig-like snort and says "yup," Lisa sits again, not as confident this time, fully naked now with her legs together, but still humming in the same teasing tone. She is clearly implying that we will soon be having our first bi encounter. We all anxiously turn our next card, and before either of us can say a word, Lisa taunts us with a triumphant "Yesss,!!!" Without even looking, I already know that I have lost to David and must now perform the long anticipated act of giving him 60 seconds of head. I look at the cards to confirm my suspicion, only to see what I k now to be true. David proudly rises to his feet, and issues a one-word command, "knees,!!" Knowing exactly what he means, I drop to my knees, take a deep breath, and try to remind myself of how I like to be given head. I want this to be good, not wanting to be a klutz!! I subconsciously want this man to want me. I take another breath. I place my hands on his hips, not wanting to move too fast, and I begin by sort of sucking the underside of his upturned shaft. I move up and down its length, sucking at the stiff vein that strains along its length. I continue by cupping his balls with one hand. I suck them into my mouth, one at a time, letting them plop out again as they are released. I work my way back to the head and begin to suck and lick, attempting to get as much into my mouth as possible. Before I get far, Lisa interrupt, "Time!!" and I let his cock slide from my lips, hoping that I have done well. I climb back into the chair, sitting on the edge, scanning for reactions. As I glance toward Lisa, I notice her legs are no longer pressed together. She's been subconsciously combing the fingers of her free hand through her pubic hair, lightly nudging her clit with one finger. David returns to his seat beside Lisa. His erection provides evidence that I have done at least a fair job. He rocks back on his arms, further displaying his full erection. After a brief pause, Lisa breaks the silence and asks, "Well, are we all ready for the next hand?" We each turn over our next card, to all of our surprise; David has lost to me this time. The tables have been turned and I wait to see if he will follow through. Without a word, David stands and walks over to me. He kneels down at the foot of my chair as I lean back to accommodate him, he looks to Lisa, and asks, "ready?" indicating that Lisa should start timing him. He begins by firmly grasping my erection, and inserting it's swollen head in his mouth, in a deliberate fashion. As he fulfills his obligation, he does so in a manner that conveys a message that this is for Lisa's viewing pleasure and has little to do with me. He continues rigidly, allowing me almost no pleasure, simply completing the task before him. Lisa announces that time is up, and as David rises to his feet and looks down toward me. He does so in a way to let me know that this is the last time he will do this for me. We take our positions again, and reach for the next card. We turn them over to discover that I have lost to David again. I will have another turn to perform for him, again! He stands over me as I return to my knees. It's obvious that he likes this commanding position. I go right for the head this time and start to lick and suck in a much more deliberate fashion than before. David voices his approval and says "That's good, keep going like that, and why don't you finish the job this time??" Lisa stands up, throwing the watch to the bed and says, "I think you guys rigged the cards, mind if I just grab some toys and join in?" Without an answer, Lisa goes to her bag and pulls out a butt plug. She instructs me to adjust for her as I continue to eagerly service David's cock. This obviously pleases David too, as he says to Lisa "Good! Get that virgin asshole ready for me. That tight hole will be next after I place a hot sticky deposit here." With that, he confirms for me that he intends to cum in my mouth, I think to myself about Lisa's request to taste his cum from my lips and I start to prepare myself for his upcoming release. His groans and his thrusts lead me to believe that his orgasm is not far off, and I start to increase the pressure and speed of my sucking to help him along. I try to take more of his length in my mouth, but have not yet mastered the technique. Being careful not to gag and ruin the moment, I bob my head up and down on his hard cock, and reach my hand around and grab his ass cheeks for my balance and his pleasure. He mercifully warns me to get ready, then after several dry thrusts accompanied by loud grunts, his first streams of orgasm shoot into my waiting mouth. Almost instinctively, I place both hands on his still thrusting shaft, swallowing his first releases as I pull back a little to make room for my hands. I continue by pumping his shaft with both hands, milking the additional streams of hot cum into my open and waiting mouth. As his orgasm subsides Lisa drops to my side and I offer her my mouth, after a brief exchange, I return my mouth to his still hard cock and lick and suck some more, hoping for any drops of cum that I might have missed. He pulls away and sits back down on the bed. I look down between my legs and realize for the first time that between the butt plug and giving head to David, I have shot my first orgasm. Lisa bends to my lap and licks the remains of cum from my semi-erect cock and sucks gently on the head for a moment. She sits up again, and places her arm around me with her head on my shoulder. We both look at David for his reaction. Pleased with the recent events, he informs us, "I think I'm gonna enjoy this. Why don't the two of you wander over here and lick me into another good erection so I can go pluck that cherry?" To be continued... Poker We'd each had about six drinks, and we were sitting on the couch at IndoChine in Holland Village. Even in my alcohol-induced state, I knew what was going to come next...and I fairly tingled with excitement. I glanced over at Hope with a come-hither look in my eyes, and she raised her eyebrows at my obviously excited state. We both turned to my boyfriend Jack, who sat next to me on the couch watching the interplay between his girlfriend and her best friend. He grinned as he read our minds, and motioned for the waiter to bring the check. The waiter looked glad to be rid of us—lesbian shows might be good for business in L.A., but here in Singapore a threesome on the couch (however mild) only attracted disapproving attention. The three of us stumbled down the street and into a waiting cab, carressing and kissing as much as we dared. Which, with a few too many long island ice teas coursing through our veins, was probably more than we would have under other cicumstances. In the cab, an old Chinese man started driving, then turned and asked us where we wanted to go. I removed my lips from Hope's neck and Jack stopped stroking my inner thigh. Where did we want to go? We looked at each other. Hope was the first to speak. "We can't go to my place—my roommates don't take kindly to our little menage a tois." We shared a grin at this—Hope's roommates professed to be liberal-minded, but in practice they tended to be a little conservative for our taste. Hope turned her gaze to me. "What about you, Des? Your place?" I hedged for a bit before responding. "Well, we went to my place last time...and my twin bed was hardly sufficient for the activities we had planned..." we all giggled and turned to Jack, who sighed. "Fine, fine, my house it is." He turned to the driver. "Ang Mo Kio Avenue, please?" The driver grunted, eyes fixed firmly on the road. Apparently he didn't appreciate the hands Hope and Jack each had on my breasts as much as I did. Twenty minutes later we made our winding way up the elevator to Jack's condo. By this time the brut of the alcohol had worn off and we were all feeling pleasantly buzzed. We laughed aloud at the disapproving look we got from Jack's security man and fell over each other into his apartment. There was an uncomfortable pause as we looked uncertainly at one another. What to do, where to go... I broke the silence. "Let's play a game!" I announced. The others looked at me strangely. "What kind of game?" Hope asked. "Um..." I looked around for inspiration. "I know! Strip poker!" Jack guffawed loudly. "I've never heard a girl suggest that game before." I narrowed my eyes at him, then grinned slowly and raked my gaze seductively over his body. "Jack, if you haven't figured it out by now, I'm not like other girls." Hope laughed at Jack's obvious arousal, and he grinned sheepishly. "In that case, I'll get the cards. This way." He led us down the hall to his bedroom. As he rummaged in a drawer for some cards, I flopped down on his large four poster bed. It was an impressive piece of furniture, and it dominated the room. The double mattress was wonderfully comfortable. I stretched luxuriously and closed my eyes—only to feel Hope's manicured nails run lightly down my torso. I shivered deliciously and arched my back, pushing my breasts closer to her talented fingers...but she laughed and pushed me back down. "Not yet, Des," she giggled. "Weren't you the one who wanted to play strip poker?" I pouted and crossed my hands over my chest. "Sure...but that doesn't mean we can't play something else first..." "Yes it does," Jack interrupted me. "I found the cards; we're ready to play." We sat is a circle on Jack's bed. I sat cross legged facing Hope, who had on a dress and so was sitting with her legs together, mermaid style. Jack completed the triangle, hugging his knees to his chest as he passed the cards to me. For all my bravado in announcing the game, I wasn't entirely sure how to begin. That seemed to be a trend with me. Noticing my insecurity, Hope sighed. "Here, pass the cards to me." I did so wordlessly, my eyes large and innocent looking. She rolled her eyes at my vulnerable act and began dealing. "Five card draw, no wild cards. No redeals. And no folding." This last bit was said with a rather evil grin, and I knew it was directed at Jack. He smiled sheepishly at having been found out—it had long been his strategy when playing anything to play it safe and not gamble. A far cry from my reckless do-or-say anything nature. It was a wonder we got along so well. Or at all. Hope finished dealing and tossed her long, wavy auburn hair back over her shoulder before picking up her own cards. I shook my head, trying to clear it, and looked at my own hand. I almost groaned aloud. King high, absolutely nothing else. I peeked over the top of my cards, trying to read how the others had fared. Hope was obviously holding back a grin. Of course she would get a good hand—everything comes naturally to Hope. I rolled my eyes and turned to look at my boyfriend. His face was, as always, impassive. He could've had a flush or nothing for all I could tell. Hope spoke again. "Okay you guys, prepare to get naked. Rules are this: the person who comes in last in each hand has to remove one article of clothing. First one naked loses." I don't know what made me say it, since I was probably going to lose—oh wait, THAT'S why I said it—but I opened my big mouth anyway. "What happens to the loser?" Hope raised an eyebrow and Jack and I exchanged glances. He narrowed his eyes at me. Oops. Guess he didn't have a flush. "What did you have in mind, Des?" Hope asked me slyly. I gulped and looked to Jack for backup. "Yeah Des, what did you have in mind?" Great, no help there. I swallowed again and looked from one to the other. We were all twenty three, and I was actually the oldest of the group by a month or two, but that certainly never came across in our relationship. In fact, I was generally treated as the baby. I twirled my champagne blonde hair around a red-nailed finger and tried to think. What would be fun? Fun was my area of expertise...suddenly I had it. "Loser is at the mercy of the winners. A sex slave for the night." I grinned triumphantly at the others. Jack rolled his eyes—he knew I expected to lose, and as a self-proclaimed submissive, the punishment (such as it were) was custom-tailored to my liking. Even Hope, who didn't know about my fascination with BDSM, was not convinced. Every time the three of us had gotten together for a night of fun, I somehow managed to finagle my way to the bottom of the pile or the center of the action. Besides that, Hope was most definitely not the submissive type, and on the off-chance that she lost the poker game, this punishment was hardly ideal for her. I gave her my most sincere smile and she narrowed her eyes further. I decided to try another track. "Come on, Hope, you're going to win anyway. And you know how much you love to be in charge." She smiled slightly at that; it was true. Maybe not in day to day living, but sexually, Hope was good at being in charge. Coincidentally, the exact opposite of me. Jack, as always, was for anything, so once Hope okayed the stakes we showed our cards. As expected, my king high didn't beat Jack's pair of twos or Hope's three eights. They smiled at me, looking surprisingly like a pair of hyenas, as I glared and began to remove my beaded necklace. "Oh no," Hope's voice stopped me. "I think it's only fair that the winner of the hand decide which article of clothing the loser removes." I stared at her agape, but Jack nodded his agreement and I was outnumbered. Seething, I replied, "Fine, Ms. Three of a Kind. What, pray tell, should I remove?" She appraised my body slowly, causing goosebumps to break out over my arms. She stopped when she got to my chest. I was wearing the low cut silk shirt I'd bought at Bebe the other day; it emphasized my large chest and trim waist. I'm tall compared to most of the people who live in Singapore. At five foot seven, I wouldn't win any height awards in my native Texas but in Asia I stand out a mile. My light blonde hair and pale skin do nothing to hide the fact that I'm a westerner; but my job as a performer keeps me fit enough to fit into most of the clothes in Singapore. Anyway, Hope's always liked my figure and I could tell before she said it that she wanted my shirt to go. Sure enough, that was what she ordered me to remove. Resentful at the subtle humiliation she'd inflicted, I turned the removal of my shirt into a mini strip-tease. I slid off the bed, my semi-inebriated state, tight jeans and four inch heels making it a little more difficult than I had perhaps anticipated, and ran my fingers down my torso. I squeezed my breasts and moaned as I slid my hands lower, to the hem of my shirt. I slid my hands underneath it and up my body, writhing my hips and scraping my nails across my skin as I did so. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling of the silk as it brushed erotically across my skin. Finally I pulled the shirt all the way off and returned to the bed, my black lace bra accentuating the ivory skin of my abdomen. I could feel Jack and Hope's eyes on me, so I batted my blues eyes at them and blew a kiss. Hope snorted derisively, but Jack smiled at me and reached out to brush his hand over my cheek. Hope snapped at him that the rules stated no touching until the end of the game (since when? I wanted to ask) and shoved the cards into his hands. Jack, of course, took it in stride and dealt five cards to each of us. It looked like Lady Luck wouldn't be smiling at me tonight. My second hand was no better than my first—in fact, it was worse. Queen high this time. I grumbled in my head. I'd been so close to a straight, too... queen, jack, ten, nine—seven. I ground my teeth and glanced around the circle. Hope looked decidedly less smug than she had the first hand and Jack, of course, was unreadable. This time Hope looked less inclined to demand the revealing of hands. Jack was the one to take the initiative. "Okay Hope, let's see 'em." She reluctantly showed her hand—only a pair this time. She looked nervously at me and I tried to bluff but she saw right through me. I put down my pitiful hand and turned to my boyfriend who, with any luck, had a worse hand than me. Again, luck failed me as Jack put down cards better than Hope's—a straight. "You had my eight!" I glared accusingly at him and he laughed before demanding I remove my pants. I sniffed and stood, slowly unbuttoning the clasp and wriggling my hips to get the tight material off my body. I bent over and peeled the jeans off my legs, trying not to get them tangled in my heels. Of course, this meant I ended up hopping around the room so as not to lose my balance, and Jack and Hope got a generous eyeful of my black lace g-string. Finally, red-faced, I returned to my place and narrowed my eyes at Jack. He feigned disappointment that I hadn't been going commando. I shot him a smug look and snatched the deck of cards away from him. My turn to deal—time to do something about my losing streak. My brother is something of a magician, and hence something of a cardshark. I surreptitiously brought the cards I wanted to the fore and fake shuffled a few times. Sitting on the bed with my legs crossed wearing nothing but a black lace bra and panties and a pair of four inch black patent leather heels, I'm sure Hope and Jack were not focused much on my card tricks. Just to make sure, I shifted position so that my g-string covered even less of my shaven pussy than it already was. Satisfied that neither of my friends had seen me stack the deck, I dealt five cards to each person. I barely suppressed my smile as I looked at my three aces. Needless to say, I won that round and got to tell Jack to remove his black button down shirt. Unfortunately, he didn't put on a show for me and Hope, but it was hardly necessary. Even a glimpse of Jack's chiseled abs and well-defined upper body were enough for me. I licked my lips and ran the fingers of my right hand along the outer edge of my labia. I grinned and he shuddered, but Hope ruined the moment by clearing her throat and holding out her hand for the cards. I stuck my tongue out at her and gave them to her. I could tell she was fighting arousal of her own as she accepted the deal, but being Hope, she didn't give into temptation. The next few rounds went more quickly, as we became more and more turned on as each article of clothing was removed. Jack lost his pants, shoes, and hair tie in quick sucession. I lost each of my heels, my necklace, and panties which meant I spent the remainder of the game touching myself—since there was no rule about that—and trying to ruin the concentration of the others. Jack's eyes were dark with lust and I could tell he wanted to lose the last round and get rid of his boxer shorts just so he could jump me. I had only my bra on; the game looked as if it would be over soon and either Jack or I would lose...when Hope hit her losing streak. The first round she lost her shoes, then her panties (Jack's choice both times; had I been directing, her dress would've been long gone. But Jack's always been into foreplay more than I have. Strange, but whatever). It was my turn to deal, and I stacked the deck in my favor again. It was no surprise to me that I won the hand with a flush—but it was a surprise when Hope lost with a pair of kings. I grinned lasciviously at her and motioned for her to remove her dress. Her face was beet red and I couldn't tell why—until she took it off. I realized (as did Jack) that Hope wasn't wearing a bra—which meant she was the first one naked, and thus the loser. I crowed in victory and high fived Jack, while Hope fumed. I can't be certain, but I think she knew I'd been cheating. She couldn't prove it, of course. That's probably why she didn't accuse me. That's probably why she didn't say anything. Probably. I nodded to Jack, and he pushed Hope back down on the bed while I removed the cards. I wondered briefly why Hope wasn't fighting more...then I saw Jack, his lips locked against hers in one of the hottest kisses I'd seen in a while. I grinned to myself and grabbed the bag I'd been carrying around all evening. Now, I have a small confession to make. I'd basically fixed the whole evening. From suggesting strip poker to suggesting the reward for the winners to forcing Hope to lose—although that one had almost backfired on me. You see, as I've said before, I have a thing for BDSM. Jack isn't as into it as I am—although he'll go along with absolutely anything and enjoy it. Even my friends who don't know about the S&M know that, sexually at least, I am a very submissive person. I love for others to be in control; I love to be at their mercy. When I decided I wanted to try my hand at dominating—letting out my "inner dominatrix," as it were—I knew it would have to be with someone I knew and trusted—someone who wouldn't laugh at me if I screwed it up, or even realize if I had. And I couldn't try to dominate Jack. I might be very liberal in most respects—I'm bisexual after all—but I have very conservative ideas about men and women's roles. Men are not to be dominated; women are. The thought of male submissives turn me off completely. That's not to say they're wrong or bad or inferior; that's just not how I get my kicks. Anyway, the obvious choice for my little experiment was my good friend Hope. Not only are we already sexually compatible, but she's always been the domineering one in bed. I thought a little role reversal might suit us quite nicely. Which brings me to the bag I'd been carrying all evening. Jack had Hope pinned and docile on the bed, so I opened it and removed three silk scarves. I crawled up on the bed and carefully removed Hope's hands from Jack's neck. Jack was straddling her on the bed, so even though she protested, I quite easily tied her hands together and expertly attached them to the wrought iron rod at the headboard of Jack's bed. She whimpered a bit and struggled against her bonds, but Jack's talented tongue kept her subdued. I moved down the bed to her feet, and tied each one securely to a separate bedpost. She could writhe and wriggle all she wanted, but she wouldn't be getting free anytime soon. I tapped Jack on the shoulder, and he released Hope's mouth and sat back. We stopped to admire our handywork. Hope was laid out in a semi-spread eagle position. Her pussy glistened in the lamp-light and her small breasts heaved with the heaviness of her breath. Her highly reactive nipples were standing up in little points, and her whole body was flushed. She may not like admitting it, but I had a feeling Hope enjoyed being a sub more than she'd let on. Hope is a petite thing; she stands at only five foot three and has a hot, curvy figure. Bur her face is what makes her so irrisistibly gorgeous. She's got full, pouty lips that almost put Angelina Jolie's to shame. Her eyes are brown and the adjective "doe-eyed" was invented for her. They're framed in these long, thick lashes that practically brush her rosy, high-boned cheeks when she blinks. Her face is heart shaped and her complexion smooth as cream without a single blemish. Lips parted, eyes half closed with her legs spread and hands tied above her, she looked like a porn star. A porn star that was my slave for the night. I turned to look at Jack and could tell he was thinking the same thing I was. we were kneeling on either side of the naked Hope, and the excitement of the moment overcame me. I leaned across and brushed my lips against his. Unable to contain the heat that had built up thus far, he plunged his tongue into my mouth and I gasped. I ran my fingernails down his chest and he reached behind me to unhook my bra. I smiled against his lips and ran my finger lower, around the waistband of his boxers. I was about to push them out of the way when we were interrupted by a movement beneath us. Hope was groaning and pulsating her hips, trying to join in on the action and find her release. I laughed at the sight. "Well aren't you the little harlot," I commented drily, standing up from the bed and beckoning Jack to follow. "I think the first thing the winners of the poker game should do is reward each other. Slave, you watch now. And don't you dare come." I grinned devilishly at Hope's hurt and horrified face. Then I pulled Jack up beside me and kissed him again. I ground my pelvis into his and kissed my way down his neck, sucking and biting as I did so. He gasped, grabbing my ass and pulling me closer to him. I snaked my right hand between our bodies and into his boxers, grabbing his dick and squeezing lightly. He gasped and I smiled against the smooth skin of his neck, then worked my way up and bit his ear lightly. I withdrew my hand and he groaned in protest, but I broke the contact altogether, stepping away from him and turning back to our prisoner. Hope was pale and sweating from the effort of holding her orgasm at bay. She writhed desperately on the bed, eyes closed. That was all I needed to see. I turned to Jack. "You know, Jack, if she really doesn't want to watch us, I suppose we could blindfold her." Jack grinned at this, and held out his hand for another scarf. I handed him one and he proceeded to tie it around Hope's eyes. She protested, but Jack whispered in her ear and whatever he said stifled her complaints. I opened my bag again and brought out an assortment of objects. A feather, a candle, a hair brush, and a switchblade. Jack raised his eyebrows, but I shook my head. He took the hint and didn't say anything. I motioned him towards the door and we stepped outside silently, closing it behind us. I heard Hope call out, but naturally, we didn't respond. "Can you go to the kitchen and get a glass of ice water?" I asked him. He looked at me for a moment then grinned slowly, nodded once, and disappeared. I opened the door again and came inside. Hope was lying on the bed as we'd left her, still flushed but not panting as hard. "Des?" she called when she heard the door open. "Is that you?" Poker xI had just turned 18 last week and I had hit the weekend and I was bored to hell. The only thing that was good about the weekend was that I was going to spend the Saturday night in with my mom. First off let me tell you a little about my mother. She is 43 years old, she is about 6 foot tall, has short brown hair and her measurements are about 36G-34-42,and I know from looking at her clothes, bras and panties so as you can imagine big breasts, a fairly slim waist and a big bubble butt. I arrived back from town at about 6pm and my mom was in the house getting changed as she had also just got back from work. We were staying in as I couldn't be bothered going out this weekend. I went to her bedroom and called to her through the closed door. She came to the door in nothing but a towel and said, "Oh you're back then? I am just about to go for a shower" I asked her what pizza she wanted and what dvd she wanted and then I headed out to get them. I got back about and hour later and I set the dvd to run in the living room and called mom. She came in and sat down next to me. "You know something mom, this is nice we should do this more often." "Yea we should." she replied My mom was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a t-shirt that was cut a little lower than a normal t-shirt so it was showing off my mom's massive cleavage and I could barely take my eyes of her tits. After the dvd was over and we finished the pizza mom asked what we could do then. I thought about it then said we could play shot poker if she wanted. "What's that?" she asked. I told her that the loser must take a shot of vodka or something. She was up for it, no problem. She dealt the first hand and I went to find some alcohol and all I could find was a full bottle of vodka. As time went on we were having so much fun and we were pretty even at poker as we both had had about a quarter of the bottle each. By now my cock was hard as I kept looking at my mom's tits as she was sitting on the floor on the opposite side of the little coffee table. We were down to the last few shots in the bottle and I won the next 4 hands which meant mom had to finish the bottle. We were pretty drunk by now, mom more so than me, and I looked at he empty bottle and asked what we were going to do next. Mom came back to me and said "Why don't we play strip poker? It's only a bit of fun" I immediately agreed and we played on. We had both won 2 games so that was each other's socks and shoes. I lost the next 2 games and had to take off my jumper and t-shirt. I was then beaten again and was now sitting in nothing but my pants. Mom could see my hard cock in my pants under the table. I finally came back and won a couple of hands and got mom down to her bra and thong. After another couple of hand we were both totally naked. Mom was sitting with an arm over her tits so as not to show her nipples and she had her legs crossed and all I could see was a little pubic hair. I had my hand under the table covering my cock. "Let's play on and the winner must show more of their body" she said. "OK" I one the first hand and mom had to remove her arm and show her big massive tits to me. They sagged sexily down her front and she had big areolas with thick hard nipples in the centre. She just stroked her nipple a couple of times and dealt the next hand. While we played the next hand I was slowly stroking my cock under the table. I lost and mom quickly looked under the table and instantly blurted out, "WOW, your really not my little boy any more, you're a big man!" She giggled and came back up from under the table. "Well that's it then, nothing more to do." "I don't think so mom, I haven't seen your vagina yet!" "Sorry, well here you go." Mom lay back onto her arms, lifted her knees up and spread her legs to expose her hair covered vagina to her son. My eyes just lit up and I stared into my mom's vagina. This was the most amazing sight I had ever seen. "So you like your old mom's pussy then?" I never thought in a million years my mom would come out with something like that. "Yes mom, I do like your pussy". She turned onto her hands and knees and crawled round the coffee table to me where I was sitting on the floor and she came right up to me and gave me a little kiss on the lips. We just looked at each other and I went in for a full mouth kiss. We slipped our tongues into each others mouths and sucked our tongues. Mom was still on all fours so I reached under and cupped one of her big, soft, saggy tits and squeezed it with my hand and rubbed her hard nipple. She pulled out of my mouth and lifted one of her tits up to my mouth and I put my mouth around this big pink nipple and sucked and licked it. I had it between my lips when she pulled it out and started to suck her own nipple. That looked so hot. I moved out of the way of the coffee table and sat on the couch with my legs spread and my hard cock pointing at my mom. She got between my legs and placed her small hand around the base of my thick cock and slowly stroked me. She then very slowly opened her mouth and lowered her mouth towards my cock. I could feel her warm breath, which made my cock throb, and her tongue touched my cock and she slowly closed her mouth around my cock and sucked me. This was amazing. Her head was now bobbing up and down on my shaft. Mom took my dick out of her mouth and put a mouthful of saliva on my dick, and then lifted both her big breasts and put them on my lap with my wet cock in her cleavage. She squeezed her big soft titties together which made my dick disappear. My mom then slid her tits up and down on my cock. She would lick the head of my cock every time she went down just to get me even more excited. She looked up at me and said that she loved the taste of my cock. I told her that I wanted to taste her pussy and I lay on my back on the floor and told her to squat on my mouth. Standing over my face, my mom then lowered her hairy pussy to my face. As she got closer the smell of her pussy hit me and drove me wild. She was now squatting about an inch from my eager mouth. Through her light bush, I could she her thick mature pussy lips, soaking wet and I could feel the heat radiating off her pussy. I stared at this magnificent sight and then she put a hand down and rubbed her pussy once and said "So do you want to taste me or not?". I put two fingers up into her bush and parted her thick lips and was welcomed by a stream of pussy juice and her sweet smell. I raised my tongue up to her open cunt and ran my tongue up her thick, juicy, wet labia. The pussy from where I had once come was wet with the lubricating juices of my mom's very aroused pussy and the taste was amazing. I tongue fucked her wet slit for about 5 minutes and not long after, I watched in pure amazement as her clit appeared from its hiding. Her clit was big, hard and I could see it throbbing as it got bigger, just wanting to be sucked. I put two fingers into her pussy and fingered her while I took that big, throbbing clit in my mouth and sucked it hard. My mom was now moaning in pure incestuous lust as I fingered her cunt and licked her clit. Just as she was about to cum, she screamed out and I knew the moment was here and I cupped my mouth around her pussy and her pussy shuddered and what seemed like gallon after gallon of her sweet, milky cum squirted and poured out of her hot cunt. I drank it all and lapped her sloppy, hot cunt to get all of the creamy goo that she gave me. She then fell off my face and was panting like a dog while she recovered from her almighty orgasm. "Oh my, that was the best orgasm I've ever had, mmm, thank you. Did you like my squirt?" "Hell yes mom, I didn't imagine that you would be one if these women that can squirt. I could drink your cum everyday!" Mom wanted to return the favour but I said she would get my cum soon enough. I put my mom over the edge of the couch so that her hot pussy was ready for me to take from behind. I took my cock in my hand and rubbed the head into her light bush and then slowly pushed my thick cock into my own mother's pussy. As soon as I was the whole way in we both moaned slightly. "Please do me" she moaned. I needed no more of an invite and I began to dive my dick in and out of my mom's hot pussy. As I upped the tempo my mom started to rock her sexy, womanly hips in motion with my fucking. We were both now moaning and I was getting ready to cum. I asked my mom if she wanted me to cum in her pussy. "Fuck yes!" she groaned with passion. I fucked harder and faster and then my balls exploded and squirt after squirt of my creamy cum filled my mother's womb. I lay over on her back a little and I could feel my cum oozing out of my mom's pussy. I pulled my limp cock out of my mom's now saturated cunt. I watched as my cum poured down my mom's leg and it then struck me that my mother was not my mother any more but my lover whom I could fuck and I loved it. Mom turned over and said "I still haven't tasted your cum yet". She lay on the floor and I mounted her stomach. I stroked my cock to get myself hard again and when I did, I slipped my dick between mom's massive tits and started to tit fuck her. I was getting close to cumming again so I moved up my mom and put my dick into her eager, waiting mouth and she sucked my cock like a vacuum. I then pulled my cock out of her mouth and jacked off quickly. I moaned and shots of cum fired onto my mom's big saggy tits and into her open mouth. I collapsed off her and lay on the floor panting as I watched mom lick all the cum off her boobs. The alcohol had now worn off us and I thought that when it wore off my mom would be mad and ashamed, but she wasn't. We lay naked on the floor of the living room for the rest of the night. That night was the changing points in our lives as we became incestuous lovers, and we still are to this day, two years on. Poker After Dark Kiwi91 edited this. ***** It was finally Saturday, Calle and Mia would have dinner with us and play poker. The times we met always led to group sex orgies. I was pretty nervous this evening although we had met and had sex several times before but this time we had talked about changing partners like the swingers did. I took a long shower with my husband before they would come and completely shaved my pussy closely and I saw that my husband also shaved all of his pubic hair. I put on my black lace lingerie and painted my lips red. Around seven o'clock in the evening, the doorbell rang. It was Calle and Mia. I noticed that they were already very happy and drunk. When I met Mia's gaze, I saw in her eyes how horny she was already. We sat in the kitchen and ate while we were drinking wine. This made us tipsy and we talked even more about sex. When everyone had finished eating, we sat in the living room and Calle brought the deck of cards. "Strip poker as usual?" Calle said and grinned. "Yes!" Everyone else replied and he started to deal the cards. We usually play with the regular rule that the one who loses the round has to take off one piece of clothing. When all of the clothes are removed we continue to play and the loser has do whatever the others players says. After about 30 minutes we all sat naked and felt the tension of horniness in the air. Mia was really horny this time and it seemed like she wanted to be the first one who lost the round when we were all naked. Calle decided that she should kiss me and fondle my breasts at the same time. I started to laughed out loud when Mia cuddled me a little. We had been best friends for a long time but never more than that. I had dreamed about how it would feel like to have lesbian love with her and pretend that she was my girlfriend. Mia came up to me and kissed me. My whole body trembled because her kiss was really nice and she gently caressed my breasts. "Please kiss each other." Calle said. I gave Mia a quick glance before our playful tongues met when I French kissed her. "Caress Mia between her legs." My husband begged me. I parted her legs and caressed her dry pussy slowly. It got wet quickly and I heard how she started to moan. "Let's go into the bedroom." My husband said. "What? Shouldn't we continue to play this game until it's finished?" I said but there was no one who heard me because they were already halfway to the bedroom. Mia quickly pulled me down on the bed and we put ourselves in a 69. It was incredibly exciting to lick a wet pussy and being licked at the same time. Suddenly I saw how my man put his stiff cock into Mia's mouth and I felt how Calle pushed his cock inside me. I couldn't hold back my feelings any longer. I was so horny and felt how my orgasm was approaching. "I'll come soon!" I screamed and a few seconds later my body shook with pleasure. I began to suck on Calles cock and Mia sucked on my man's cock at the same time. I saw how horny they became while they both had oral sex at the same time with each other's partners. "I cannot hold myself any longer." Calle said. "Neither can I." My husband said. "Shoot your cum into my mouth." I mumbled. "I can swallow your cum." Mia mumbled. They groaned after a few seconds later and shot their cum straight at our faces. I could barely recover after this before Mia said to me: "Now it's your turn." I picked up the dildo and started to fuck her hard while I licked her and she moaned loudly. The guys were watching and we saw how their cocks slowly began to rise again. "Come here and fuck me in all of my holes." Mia told both of them. Calle and my husband approached Mia quickly and fucked her. "Now you shall get all that you wished for." Calle said and drove his rock hard cock all the way into her ass while my husband shoved his cock into her pussy. "Give me the movie camera!" Calle shouted and I brought it to him. "This is so damn nice!" Mia screamed. "I must try to do new exciting things next time." I said. "Yes. Try to go beyond your limits and enjoy all kinds of sex. I promise it will make you a more liberated woman." She said. A moment later Mia screamed out loud when the orgasm came and shortly afterwards the guys filled her with their cum. After this evening we meet more frequently than before to have sex with each other. Sometimes we even created our own porn movies and watched them over a cup of coffee.