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Poker Game - Part 2
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This is the second and concluding part of a two-part
fantasy. Read Poker Game - 1 first.
POKER GAME - Part 2
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"OK, let's play some poker," Geordi rubbed his hands
together, as my blouse slid off my shoulders and slithered
to my feet.
I stood there in my beautiful merry-widow, my nipples
tautly peaked, feeling the goose-bumps rising on the
cheeks of my ass and my pussy lips pouting outwards
with desire, and my lover wanted to play poker!
"OK," Bob quipped, "Some one hold her down. I'll poke
'er." The sudden burst of bawdy laughter broke the
tension in the room. Even Geordi seemed to relax, while
Steve swung into action. Heaving to his feet, he lifted the
huge coffee table and swung it off to one side of the
room. A trail of playing cards and money marked its
wake, but, in the flurry of shirts being pulled off and flies
being unzipped, no one noticed.
My god, I thought, this is really happening. Swallowing
hard, my legs shaking, I stepped into the vacant space
where the coffee table had been.
"No one has to hold me down." Thank god, I had found
my voice. I looked down at the five men gathered around
me, all in varying states of undress. Several of them
already had their cocks out, stroking themselves. I was
amused by this piece of male redundancy. There wasn't
a cock in the room that wasn't already standing stiffly at
attention to salute me.
"That's my beautiful girl," From his position, kneeling at
my feet, his trousers pooled around his ankles, Geordi's
hand shot out to give me a resounding slap on the ass.
"Enough!" I stamped my foot, setting my tits and ass
jiggling. "We'll do this my way, or we won't do it at all!"
"We'll do this any way you like," Steve soothed. He was
standing behind me now, his big, warm hands cupping my
breasts, rolling my hard, pointy nipples between his
fingers. I could feel his erection pressing into the crack
of my ass and resisted the temptation to turn and see just
how big he was.
"We'll do it _every_ way you like," Bob added, licking his
lips lasciviously.
Kurt stretched out on the floor, his head between my feet,
and gazed up at my cunt. Geordi moved in front of me,
his hands grasping my hips, sliding down to my bush,
parting it, sliding down further to press my thighs apart
and open the dripping wet lips of my pussy. Beneath
me, Kurt sighed ecstatically.
Doug and Bob began to unfasten my garters, slowly rolling
my stockings down. Steve lifted me off my feet and held
me in mid-air against his chest, while Kurt removed my
shoes, pulling my feet apart. Kneeling in front of me,
Geordi embraced my waist and buried his face in my
mound, his tongue flicking out to lap my clit and pussy.
Off came the shoes. Off came the stockings, all while I
dangled in mid-air, revelling in the attentions of these five
tumescent men. Everywhere I looked there were hard,
throbbing cocks saluting me, their bulbous heads red and
angry, oozing pre-cum. Hands fondled me, stroked me,
mouths opened to murmur instructions, tongues licked lips,
licked me. I was floating on a sea of male lust, feeling an
answering tide of female lust surge within me.
Steve lifted me higher. I felt his big, hot prick slide down
the crack of my ass and pop through between my legs,
bouncing up to slap wetly and my pussy lips. Bob on my
left foot and Doug on my right foot were busy nibbling and
sucking my toes, pulling my feet towards them until I was
widely spread-eagled. Any woman who has never
experienced a man on each foot licking his way up has
not lived, in my humble opinion!
Having, for the moment, satisfied his voyeuristic
tendencies, Kurt made himself useful by pushing all the
cushions into the centre of the room. They formed a
sizeable platform on which they could fuck me. They're
_all_ going to fuck me, I thought. I'm going to fuck them
all, I thought, stretching luxuriously and spreading myself
wider for them.
Geordi was standing in front of me now, his erect penis
pressed into my belly. While he fingered my clit, moving
closer to me, he leaned up and kissed me passionately
on the lips, his tongue probing deep into the warm wet
recesses of my mouth.
Now using only one arm, wrapped tightly around my waist,
Steve was still holding me in mid-air. His free hand
began to explore my curves, stroking down over my ass,
probing between my legs, his big finger found my cunt
and pushed upwards. Even his finger was as big as most
men's cocks! His cock felt like a fist between my legs
and when he started to guide himself into me, I felt my
pussy lips stretch almost to breaking.
"Stop," I gasped, pulling my mouth from Geordi's.
"You're too big."
"Now, maybe," Steve's voice was a deep rumble in my
ear, soothing and confident. "We'll open you." But he
stopped trying to push his rod into me and went back to
finger-fucking me, slowly and gently.
Geordi pushed his index finger into my mouth and,
obediently, I sucked, regarding his warm, brown eyes
solemnly until I had to close my eyes against the
sensations that were washing upwards from my feet.
Bob and Doug were still busily sucking my toes, their
hands stroking higher and higher on my legs. Pulling me
wider and wider apart, their mouths soon followed where
their hands led, stroking and licking upwards on my legs.
Soon they were holding me horizontally about 4 feet in the
air. Steve's arm under my shoulders supporting me, while
his free hand fondled my breasts. Kurt's mouth was busy
suckling at my tits, wherever Steve's hands left an
opening. Doug and Bob, each still carrying one of my
legs pulled me wider yet as their heads moved in towards
my crotch, one above and one below. Bob focused on
my clit and pussy, his sensual mouth fastening on my
nether lips to suck, nibble, probe and lick me. Doug now
seemed to be crouched underneath me. I felt his hands
spreading the cheeks of my ass and his mustache tickled
me as he buried his face in my ass, his tongue sliding out
to lick me, probing and diving into my tight, little hole.
Geordi pulled his index finger from my mouth and, moving
to my head, aimed his penis at my mouth. My lips
opened greedily to take him in. I love sucking Geordi's
beautiful, 6" cock. It's just the right size and shape to fill
my mouth completely. Tipping my head backwards I was
able to take him completely into my mouth and feel the
smooth heat of his cock head at the back of my throat.
He pumped gently into me for a few minutes so I could
enjoy him and taste the first drops of him pre-cum.
Then they were moving me. I felt myself lifted and
turned, heard moans of protest from Doug and Bob as I
was moved out of range of their hungry, wet mouths.
Lifting me as easily as he might a child, Steve was turning
me to face him. His big hands went under my ass,
spreading my cheeks wide. His fingers walked inwards
and probed my swollen pussy lips, pulling them open for
him. My legs encircling his waist, my arms went around
his neck and I stretched up to kiss him passionately. I
could feel his huge cock pushing my thighs apart, but it
no longer intimidated me. Bob and Doug had done their
work well. I was opened, I was ready, more than ready
for Steve to guide his enormous dick into my waiting cunt.
That first penetration was one long, slow filling thrust.
Lubricated by Bob and Doug's tongues and my own
juices, Steve's cock oozing pre-cum, glided into me for
what felt like hours. That first inward push seemed to go
on forever and I closed my eyes in ecstasy. My cunt lips
stretched and stretched to accommodate him, enfold him,
pull him deeper. His tongue pushed into my mouth and
deeper into my throat, in an echo of his cock, which
seemed to be bursting past my cervix, right up to fuck my
very womb.
I was trembling uncontrollably all over as Steve started to
pump in and out of me. Each withdrawal left me wanting
more of him, more deeply, and soon my hips were
thrusting to match his. The wet, slurping noises of our
intercourse were clearly audible throughout the room and
the smell of our mingled juices was a heady perfume. As
I opened my eyes i could see three, hard horny men
standing around waiting for their turn to fuck me.
Someone pressed against my back. Geordi, one hand
coming round to fondle my tits was going to take
advantage of my vulnerable backside. Steve's big hands
still held my ass, pulling my cheeks invitingly open and I
now felt Geordi's hard little cock nudging insistently at my
butt-hole. His other hand moved between my cheeks to
guide himself into me. One finger, slick and cold with
some lubricant, slid easily, deeply into my tight, little
ass.
"We're going to fuck you every which way til Sunday, hon"
His voice, thick with passion murmured in my ear. He
nipped my lobe and his breath was hot and heavy on the
back of my neck as his cock found its way into my ass.
"_Every_ which way," I agreed breathlessly, now feeling
those two hard cocks filling me beyond my wildest
dreams, moving first in then out, then in again.
Alternating thrusts, their mouths alternatively finding mine
to kiss me deeply while their cocks pushed into me
insistently, thrust into me deeply, pounded into me
punishing my wicked, tight little cunt and my naughty little
ass.
Steve's huge cock and Geordi's smaller one both fucked
into me, filling my cunt and my ass, their alternating
movements gliding past each other inside me, each must
be clearly felt by the other through the thin membrane that
divided my vagina from my anus. I felt that membrane
stretch, my pussy-lips stretch, my cunt stretch, my ass
stretch, every part of me expanding in the first stages of
a mind-blowing orgasm. I shook and writhed and moaned
in their grasp, but I was firmly locked between them, the
female meat in an all-man sandwich that kept on pounding
mercilessly into me.
Suddenly I was conscious of those other three waiting
cocks. Bob, Doug and Kurt, penises at the ready, were
watching avidly. I stretched out my arms to reach them.
My fingers just grazing the tip of Bob's throbbing rod, I
captured a drop of his pre-cum on the tip of my finger and
brought it to my lips to taste. Sweet! I wanted more.
"Give me more," I moaned. "I want to suck cock. I want
to make you all cum, all over me, inside me, all at once!"
"Greedy little hussy," Kurt teased, but his cock spasmed
and oozed more pre-cum. They slowly lowered me, and
we realigned ourselves so I could fuck and suck more of
them. Steve pulled me down onto his lap, my thigh
straddling him. Somehow Geordi had stayed with us, his
cock still firmly planted in my ass. Now I could reach up
to where Kurt's waiting cock hovered just in front of my
mouth. I opened my mouth and pulled him in, sucking
him into my waiting cavity. Bob and Doug were on either
side of me and I grasped one hard cock in each hand.
Heaven! Steve's cock in my pussy pumped in and out.
On each in-thrust of his, Geordi pulled his rod slowly from
my ass; in, out, out, in, alternating until I couldn't tell
where any of them began or where I ended. Kurt was
now pumping his sweet, little cock in and out of my
mouth, each thrust just nudging the back of my throat,
while I stretched my lips forward to fully suck him in. My
tongue laved his shaft, my lips nuzzled his balls and my
hands moved frantically on bob and Doug, each grasping
a hard, hot penis, jerking them up and down, lubricated by
their own pre-cum.
My pussy was again throbbing, my lips and mouth
throbbed, my ass contracted with pleasure and my womb
began to spasm in orgasm. Not yet, I thought, not yet.
I sucked frantically. Cock in my mouth, cock pumping in
my cunt, pulling out, cock in my ass jabbing in, my hands
jerking, stroking, madly trying to bring off Doug and Bob.
I felt like a little bead, strung on a necklace of penises.
It was happening! I felt Kurt stiffen and he thrust deeply
into my face, his cock spasming as my mouth was flooded
with a sudden wash of his sweet cum. Under me, Steve
pumped and pumped, driving himself into me. Then he,
too stiffened, his rod jerking in me and my cunt was
awash with his gushing cum. Next Geordi, thrust into my
ass, filling me completely, as Steve was still deeply
embedded in my cunt. Geordi's cock quivered, jerked and
spurted hot cum up my ass-hole. I was floating on cum,
but there was more...
Through the red haze of my own orgasm, I was still trying
to bring Bob and Doug off. Neither had far to go, and
soon their cocks, too were spasming in my hands, jerking
as they shot their loads all over my hands and arms.
I swallowed Kurt's load and brought my cum-soaked
hands up to my mouth to taste Bob and Doug's
contribution. Every part of me felt relaxed and limp as a
rag doll.
As I sagged onto Steve's broad, hairy chest. I felt his big
cock soften inside me and slowly slither out with a small
popping noise. Levering himself upwards, Geordi sighed
as he pulled his now limp cock from my ass. Cum
dribbled from my cunt, my ass, and even down my chin
and hands.
The men were all grinning at each other, at me. They
took turns stroking and kissing me.
"That is some hot, little cunt you've got," or words to that
effect were common remarks directed both at Geordi and
I. Geordi looked as pleased as if he had invented me
himself, while I preened beneath their admiring gazes and
slowly used my tongue to lick cum and my juices off all
their cocks.
For a while we just quietly fondled each other and I
enjoyed the luxury of being the centre of attention of five
still horny men. One by one, they recovered their potency
and took turns fucking me - doggy-style, missionary
position, me on top, them on top. I was sandwich-fucked
several more times that night. Once they even held me
upside down by my feet and tried it that way! There was
a lot of giggling, poking, fucking, licking, slapping, fucking,
tickling, fondling, fucking, eating, sucking and more
fucking. Every one of them took a turn on me, eating me,
fucking me, ramming their rods into me, until my cunt felt
numb from all that pounding, ass ached, my lips were
rubbery from all that cock-sucking and my legs were
quivering jelly.
About five in the morning, we all fell into an exhausted
slumber, huddled together like a litter of new-born puppies
in the middle of the pile of cushions. No one was going
to go home and miss out on an incredible weekend of
sex!
* * *
Waking first the next morning, I went upstairs to wash.
Geordi joined me a few minutes later and he and I fucked
passionately in the shower until the others began coming
into the bathroom and demanding their turns. It was the
most amazing weekend of my life. We kept at it until late
Sunday night and by Saturday afternoon I had lost track
of the number of times I had cum, the number of times
they had cum, the gallons of cum I swallowed, the miles
of cock that were rammed into me....
The six of us still get together regularly and sometimes we
even play poker, but not often. It's a challenging job to
keep all five of their hard cocks happy, but someone has
to do it ;-)
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