Poker Rules
I knew I was in trouble when I challenged my boyfriend to
a game of strip poker and he wanted to know how many could
play. I told him that just the two of us would be playing and
he said the bet was "He wins, new rules. I win, my rules" The
new rules would include more players. He was serious! You
would share me with your friends?
He argued that sharing was not the issue, that the game itself
rules and we made the rules. Only if they are all in good shape,
are not married, and will not all be in the same room if I should
lose. I agreed, and I lost. Not because I play badly, but
because the cards didn't come my way.
I had no cards the next Saturday afternoon either as I was
soon topless at a table with four anxious men. The next few
hands I won easily as folding became the rule.
Jeff explained to the others that he would appreciate it
if each would provide me with an orgasm.
My first winner was on target orally and again when he fucked
me, the second only needed to fuck me for my third, the third
was orally proficient and loved doggy style for numbers
four and five, and Jeff provided me with number six.
"Satisfied?" he asked...
"NO! I replied with a viscious smile, I'd like number three
again. #3 was an honest 7-1/2 to 8" long and fairly thin,
he had good control and knew where to ride me from behind.
#7, 8 & 9 soon followed with the 8th being the wildest.
Somewhat sore, Jeff brought me a hot towell and cleaned
and soothed my pussy.
"You know So & So did over 400 someplace?" he laughed.
I grabbed the K-Y, and asked him to send in #2.
A few long hours later I scored with 22 big O's and four wasted
men whose balls actually hurt too much to fuck again.
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