Poker Friday
Me
by Max_Maxwell
I never know what my wife's got up her sleeves. At 35, Lily is every
bit
as beautiful as she was at 25, when we were married. Long, blonde hair
cascading across her face. Silky soft pale skin. Incredible, firm
breasts.
A tight tummy. An ass I can't keep my hands off of. I don't know how I
lucked into my marriage, but I am thankful for it every day. And God
bless
the return of hip-hugger jeans! I can't watch my wife walk out of the
room
without some slight trepidation in my pants.
Last week, Lily decided to surprise me with a little poker party. I'm
a
big fan of an occasional Friday night poker game with friends, and
Lily
knew I'd been working so much lately I'd not had a chance to play.
Lily
enjoys an occasional card game herself, and has a tendency to bet
irrationally and count on her natural good luck to pull her through.
This
game, though, was to be like no other poker game I'd ever sat in on.
It
was quite a night.
I got home from work a bit after 7:00 p.m., and Lily was already
getting
the dining room ready for the game. "Playing cards tonight?" I
inquired
while slipping her a quick kiss on the neck.
"Yep." Lily cast me a sly smile.
"Just the two of us?"
"Who said you were invited?" Lily teased, setting the chips and cards
on
the table. "It's just us girls."
"Oh come on! You're kidding me."
"Oh, I guess you can play," Lily smiled. "I've invited Angela and
Julie to
join us."
She wasn't kidding. It was an all-girls game. And me.
Angela arrived about twenty minutes later. Giving me just enough time
to
slip into something more casual than my suit and grab a quick
sandwich.
Angela is one of Lily's friends from work. She's tall, muscular, and
beautiful. Her short strawberry blond hair hugs her face nicely, and
she
has a habit of wearing tops that accentuate her beautiful tits.
Tonight
she was wearing a white tank top under a fuzzy gray sweater. I can't
be
sure - I could only see the beautiful olive skin of her cleavage - but
I
think her tits were smiling.
"Hiya Max." She gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "I hear we're
playing
some poker tonight." She smiled.
"Lily's in the kitchen pouring us some drinks," I said. Angela walked
past
me to find my wife.
I was watching Angela's incredibly ass tucked tightly into a pair of
black
low-rise jeans when I felt an arm slip around my waist. I almost
jumped
with shock - thinking I'd been caught ogling my wife's best friend -
and
as I turned to see who'd caught me I felt Julie plan a moist kiss on
my
cheek.
"Were you just staring at Angie's ass?" she poked me in the ribs.
"I-uh, well, I-"
Julie reached her hands out, grabbing a pretend ass in the air. "Yum.
I
bet it's a nice one."
Julie's medium-length brown hair was pulled back into two pony tails.
She
was wearing a knee-length cottony dress with flowers printed on it.
She
looked like a schoolgirl. A naughty schoolgirl. I felt my cock stir.
"Geez, Max. Now you're staring at me!" Julie smiled. "You're a horny
little bastard, aren't you?" She pinched my cheek and gave me a quick
kiss
on the lips. "Lily! I'm home!"
Lily bounced around the corner wearing her favorite pants - a pair of
hip-huggers that absolutely accent every curve of her body - and one
of
those double-sweater deals - where there's a tank sweater with another
sweater over it - in hot pink. She was carrying two rocks glasses,
Angela
carrying two more.
Lily handed a drink to Julie, kissing her quickly on the cheek. "Looks
like we're all here," she said. "What say we play?"
I took a sip of my drink - it was Irish whiskey on the rocks. "Wow," I
said, feeling the smooth tingling as I swallowed. "Whiskey already.
You're
not messing around, are you?"
Lily just smiled and took a seat. We chatted for a while, sipping our
whiskeys, and I actually started shuffle cards about the time Lily was
pouring us our second or third glasses of whiskey.
"What's the buy in?" I asked. I usually play with my friends for a $50
buy
in - a dollar a hand.
"Buy in?" Julie asked. "Was I supposed to bring money?"
"You've got to play for something," I said. "What's the fun of winning
if
there's nothing to win?"
Lily smiled. "Apparently 'playing for fun' is lost on Max."
"Lost or not, I still don't have any money Lil.," Julie smiled.
"I've probably got a few bucks," Angela bent to lift up her purse.
"Let me
see what I've got."
"Or we could just play for clothes," Lily smiled.
The room fell silent. Everyone looked at Lily who was taking another
sip
of her whiskey. "What?" she winked at me. "We're all adults here. And
we're all hot. And we've never seen each other naked. Except Max. It
could
be fun."
"Fun in a schoolgirl silliness sort of way, I guess." Julie was
turning a
bit red. The whiskey or the embarrassment, I don't know which. I
didn't
say anything. If we played this way, it was clearly to my advantage.
"Hell, I'm in." Angela was staring right at my wife with a smirk on
her
face. She gulped down her whiskey and slid the glass in my general
direction. "I'll need more whiskey, but I'm in." I topped off her
glass.
A few minutes and another round of whiskey later, there I was sitting
at a
round table with three of the prettiest women I know, and we were
going to
play strip poker. I was floored. Lily's the only married one in her
circle
of friends, but I'd long stopped trying to keep track of the current
status of any of Angela or Julie's relationships. It was kind of
weird,
actually. Contemplating how this night might play out. I shuffled the
cards.
"We'll just play five card stud," I said. "Shoes count as one item.
Socks
count as one item. Jewelry, belts, and hair toys don't count. Lowest
hand
takes off a piece of clothing. Does that work?" Julie giggled
nervously.
"You ready, Jules?" I smiled at her, imagining what she'd look like
without that schoolgirl dress on. She nodded. I dealt.
Lily lost the first hand, and giggled when she saw her cards. "I think
this means you'll all be smelling my feet, she giggled." Off came her
shoes.
Next hand saw me lose my shoes followed by Lily losing her top
sweater.
Fourth hand, Angela lost her socks and fifth hand Angela lost her
sweater.
Sixth hand, Julie lost. It was her first loss.
"Okay," Julie smiled. "I kicked my shoes off at the door. I'm only
wearing
a dress and my underwear. I'm NOT taking off my dress." She slipped
her
hands into her dress and unsnapped her bra, sliding it back out
through
the dress sleeve. "Here you go, Max." She slid it across the table to
me.
I could just make out the silhouette of her breasts beneath the dress.
My
dick sprang to life. Now this game was getting exciting! I dealt
again.
And lost and lost and lost. My socks came off, then my shirt came off
then
my pants came off. In three hands I was down to my boxers and a
t-shirt.
Fortunately my embarrassment helped to reduce the swelling in my
pants. As
I slipped out of my trousers, Angela whistled. The whiskey was getting
to
her. "Take it all off!" she called to me.
"You first," Lily said, looking at Angela almost fully dressed.
I dealt the next hand, and was delighted to see that I was not the
loser.
Angela lost, and pointed out that she was now about to lose either her
pants, her tank top, or her panties. She was about to be down to two
pieces of clothing - just like me. She took a sip of her whiskey, then
slipped out of her jeans, setting them behind her. Red silk panties. I
think I could make out a few whisps of strawberry blonde peeking
around
the edges. Angela sat down quickly.
"I love those panties," Lily smiled at Angela. "Can I see them again?"
Angela laughed out loud. "Next time I lose, Lil, you can HOLD 'em."
All
three girls laughed. I'm not sure why these three girls were having so
much fun playing strip poker with me, but they certainly were. Lily
blew
each of them a kiss and then turned to me, smiling at my growing bulge
barely concealed beneath my t-shirt and boxes. "Deal the cards,
honey."
Lily lost. She slipped out of her pants, making a sexy strip tease out
of
it. She ground her pink-pantied pussy in my direction a couple of
times,
stroking her ass as she eased out of her pants. "Can you give me a
hand,
Ang?" She lifted a leg in Angela's direction and Angie stood to pull
Lily's pants off her legs. I could see the wetness making a line in
the
center of Lily's pink satin panties. My erection was pounding at the
waistband of my boxers.
Angela and Lily slid back into their seats as I shuffled the cards and
dealt them out. Lily lost again, and slid herself out of her sweater
without so much as a moment's hesitation. Lily was sitting in nothing
but
her bra and panties, and she was loving every minute of the eyes - not
just mine, but Angela's and Julie's too - scanning every inch of her
flawless body.
Next hand, Julie lost. She was being quiet, but she was still playing
the
game. She smiled at me and stood up, slowly reaching under her dress
to
slip out of her panties. They were floral and blue. She tossed them on
the
floor at her side and sat back down. My heart was pounding in my
chest. I
swear I could smell the intoxicating scent of pussy in the air.
I couldn't stop. I couldn't speak. My mouth was dry. All I could do
was
deal and see what would happen next.
Angela lost and turned her back to the table as she slipped out of her
panties. Her ass was maybe eight feet from me and my erection was
throbbing, watching her slip out of those red silk panties. She bent
over
a bit, slipping the panties off of one of her legs and I could see the
delicate folds of her pussy through the shadow of her legs. I thought
I
was going to come right there.
She spun around and sat with a plop back in the chair. It's funny.
Even
though - once sitting - she looked the same, (wearing nothing but a
tank
top), I knew she was naked below the tank top, and that knowledge was
impossible for me to shake. I just stared at her.
"Here," she said tossing her panties to Lily. "They're from Vickie's."
My wife lifted Angela's panties to her face. "Do you use special
detergent," she raised an eyebrow. "They smell incredible." She lifted
Angie's panties to her nose and inhaled. Nobody at the table breathed.
I
don't know if it was a sensual for everyone else as it was for me, but
it
was breathtaking, that's for sure. Lily set the panties on the table
in
front of her and lifted her glass again. "What are you waiting for?"
she
smiled at me.
I laid the cards out again, and this time Julie lost. By my
calculations,
this made Julie naked. "What happens now," Julie asked. "That's it for
me."
"If you want to keep playing," Lily piped up, "you need to take your
dress
off Jules. Otherwise we can play something else."
"No!" Julie piped up at once. She was clearly enjoying herself. "I
want to
see that bastard husband of yours lose his shorts." With that, she
stood
and slipped her dress over her head.
Her pussy was neatly trimmed into the little landing strip that's all
the
rage now and her tits were absolutely everything I'd dreamed about. I
was
in sexual overdrive. My cock was aching it hurt so bad. Julie pulled
the
dress over her head and sat down smiling. "Deal 'em, Max. You're going
down!" I only hoped I'd be so lucky.
Angela was leaning back in her chair trying to get a better view of
Julie.
My wife was practically drooling across the table. Who knew they were
all
into girls, too? Maybe my wife did, but I certainly didn't. I was
anxious
to see how this would play out. I delt.
And lost. Off went my boxers. I tried my best to appear proud of my
huge
erection, but it's naturally embarrassing to be standing in a dining
room
showing your meat to three scantily clad women. Julie whistled. Angela
gave me a little cat call. My wife leaned over to me and kissed me on
the
cheek. "Having fun, Max?" she smiled.
"No fair!" Angie called out. "You can't kiss him. We're all frustrated
here, sitting around in next to nothing. You can't touch him. That's
not
fair."
To recap, I was in nothing but a t-shirt, Lily was wearing her bra and
panties, Angela was in nothing but a tank top, and Julie was naked.
This
was not my usual Friday night poker game, that's for sure.
Lily sat down. "Deal 'em," she winked at me.
Next hand, I lost again. Off came my shirt. Now I was naked, and my
erection was barely concealed beneath the table. I was having trouble
focusing. "What happens if I lose now?" I asked.
Lily had obviously thought this through. "Winner decides. We'll keep
playing until someone chickens out. Loser must do what the winner
requests."
My eyes rolled back in my head. I have GOT to be dreaming, I thought.
I
shuffled and dealt the cards.
Julie won. Lily lost. "Okay, Lil. Time for you to get naked, too."
Lily smiled sweetly and stood up, slipping out of her panties. They
were
drenched, and I could tell from where I was that her pussy was swollen
and
wet. I wanted to throw myself on the ground in front of her and bury
my
tongue in her pussy, but my erection or the audience or the whiskey
prevented it. She kicked her panties off, then reached behind her and
unhooked her bra, freeing her perfect c-cups.
"Wow," Julie smiled. "You've got really nice tits, Lil." Lily thanked
her
and sat down.
Next hand, Julie won and Angela lost. "I guess I'm the nakedness
police,
Ang. Time for you to lose your shirt." Angela stood up and pulled her
shirt over her head. Her tits were smaller than the other two, but
absolutely perfectly proportioned to her frame. Angela cupped one of
her
tits and smiled at me, acting crazy. "Feel like a kid in a candy
store,
Max?" She winked. I laughed dryly.
We were all naked now. I couldn't pause. I couldn't think. I had to
press
on. I dealt the cards immediately before anyone had a chance to point
out
the obvious. Lily won. Julie lost. What now, I wondered.
Julie smiled. Lily leaned forward, resting an arm on the table. "He's
about to come, Jules. I think you better get over here and finish
him." I
was dumbfounded. I couldn't move.
"Are you serious?" Julie asked.
"Oh come on," Lily smiled slyly. "I know there's some sexual tension
between you. Let's get it over with. Angela will enjoy the show as
much I
as I will, won't you Ang?"
"Hell yes!"
I tried to play it cool. Sliding my chair away from the table a bit,
bringing my erection into plain view. Angela pushed her chair around
to
Lily's side. Julie didn't move.
"You sure you're ok with this," she asked my wife.
"Stop stalling," Lily responded. "Let's go."
I was staring straight into my wife's glowing eyes when Julie slipped
her
lips around my dick. I was in heaven. Her warm wet mouth enveloped me,
and
I knew I wouldn't make it very long. Julie gave me a quick lick around
the
head of my penis and a low moan escaped my lips before she plunged me
deep
into her mouth. I gasped and squirmed as she began to slide her lips
up
and down my shaft.
"Oh God," I whispered, closing my eyes.
"Come for me, baby," Julie spoke into my penis before slipping her
lips
around me again and sliding her mouth against my tool again. I
couldn't
have kept my orgasm away if I'd tried. I opened my eyes as Julie
worked my
tool and ran my eyes along her flawless naked body. Her whole body was
bouncing up and down on my dick as she worked her mouth around me. He
tits
were bouncing against my thighs. Her warm pussy sliding against my
ankle.
I looked up, knowing my orgasm would take me at any moment. The last
thing
I saw before my eyes involuntarily shut was my wife, kneeling between
Angela's legs, lapping at her best friend's pussy. I exploded,
shooting a
hot stream of sticky-wet come deep into Julie's mouth. She sucked and
bounced and moaned. I was in heaven. My body was numb as Julie
continued
to suck my pole clean. I couldn't move. I just let the waves of
pleasure
overtake me.
I opened my eyes as the numbness receded and found my wife had moved
Angela to the floor. Lily had her tongue deep in Angela's box and was
sucking and licking her for all she was worth. Lily slipped a finger
then
two deep into Angela's pussy, sliding her lips up to encapsulate
Angela's
swollen clit. Angela cried out, "Ah fuck!" and Lily rammed two fingers
deep into her pussy, fucking her with her fingers as she sucked and
massaged her clit with her tongue.
"Jesus, that's hot." Julie was sitting on the floor, clutching my leg
and
watching. She was as enthralled as I was. As my wife continued to work
her
magic on Angela, I slid out of my chair and gently pushed Julie back
onto
the floor. I kissed and sucked at her tits while I gently slid my
finger
across her incredibly wet pussy.
"Oh, Max." she called out as I slipped just the tip of my finger into
her
hole. I pushed my way down and slid my tongue across her slit. "Oh
Jesus,
Max." She pushed her pussy into my face. I slid my tongue against the
length of her pussy and gently teased the edges of her pussy and
butthole
with my fingers. "Right there," she said. I slipped my tongue around
her
engorged clit as I allowed my pinky - slick with her juices - to slide
into her ass. She was screaming a steady stream of "fucks" as I sucked
on
her clit and gently slid simultaneous fingers into her ass and her
pussy.
She was pushing against my face and breathing in deep breaths as I
felt
her pussy contract around my finger. I latched on to her clit, sucking
and
licking for all I was worth as Julie screamed out "fuck me fuck me
fuck
me." Her orgasm lasted for a couple of minutes as she lay paralyzed on
the
floor, moaning. I ran my tongue along the length of her pussy and she
shook involuntarily. I kissed her pussy, then her tummy, then her
neck.
"That was incredible," Julie spoke into my ear between ragged breaths.
As Julie rested for a moment, I turned my attention to my wife, who
was on
her knees still devouring Angela's pussy. Angela was lying flat on the
floor, her legs akimbo, and my wife was huddled between her legs,
sucking
her way to what I could only assume was to be Angela's second orgasm.
I slipped up behind Lily and, gently sliding my hands down her amazing
ass, I lifted her up slightly allowing myself access to her pussy. She
didn't need much coaxing. She was re-adjusting herself quicker than I
could have directed her and within a minute, I had my erect cock
buried
deep into my wife's tight pussy.
Not to be left out of the game, Angela had slid between my wife, and
was
licking and sucking my wife's pussy while I pounded into her. It was a
delicate balance. Me on my knees sliding my erection into Lily's tight
box
from behind while Angela squatted in front of her, licking and sucking
on
Lily's still-swollen clit. Somehow we made it work. Lily was moaning
and
thrusting herself onto my shaft. I could feel my orgasm building in my
balls. And then, unexpectedly, Angela began moaning and pushing into
my
wife's pussy and my cock as Julie crawled between Angela's legs.
You'd think with four of us someone would be left out, but there
seemed to
be room for everyone. As I fucked my wife, Angela licked my shaft and
sucked my wife's clit while my wife worked her magic on Angela's tits
and
Julie did her best to suck the life out of Angela's gorgeous pussy. It
took moments before we were all coming again. Lily first, shoving the
full
weight of her body against my erect shaft and screaming my name as she
came. Then Angela, pushing herself away from us to literally ride
Julie's
face. And finally me. As my wife pounded into me, I could hold it no
longer. I shot a second load of come deep into Lily's hot pussy as I
fell
to my knees, Lily tumbling down with me.
And it didn't end there. As soon as my wife hit the ground, Julie was
crawling toward her dripping pussy, anxious to lick her clean as
Angela
looked up at me smiling. "How long am I going to have to suck you
before
you're hard enough to fuck my like you just did your wife?" she smiled
at
me. Not long. My erection was already on the rise.