Danny and I had been married for seven class. Things were comfortable…we both had good occupation, estimable friends, a nice home, and plenty of hobbies and sake. One of Danny's interestingness was playing poker. He and his buddies played at our house every week. I didn't mind at all. I liked his ally and I enjoyed serving them snacks and hanging around them as they joked and goad each former, all the fourth dimension laughing when winning and grumbling when losing.

Danny's friends always paid me a lot of attention during these poker nights at our mansion. And why not ? I'm a somewhat brunette with a ceaseless smile and outstanding figure - about 5'5 ”, with a slight waistline and 36D wrack that seemed to get a lot of expression, and - frankly - I loved showing it off. I enjoyed all the aid I got from Danny and his booster, and even started dressing a little more risqué for these game nights….usually a mini-skirt or short boxers, with a tank top or thin cotton shirt. Sometimes a brusk sun garb or just an oversized football jersey.

Danny had noticed how much I enjoyed the attending of his champion, and he encouraged me to be even more friendly while providing snacks and getting beers. He even suggested I not wear bra or panties under my thin article of clothing. ( I think he thought he'd win to a greater extent corporation if his Friend were distracted. )

So, I gladly left bra and step-in off, and scampered around the boys in my tank tops, sun dresses, and mini-skirts, letting my boobs leaping around untethered, and using every excuse to chance into and lean against each of the instrumentalist as I moved between the kitchen and the dinette table where the poker was being played.

As expected, all of the men, including Danny, began surreptitiously touching and squeezing every part of my body throughout these eve. I had finger slipped under my apparel and into my puss as I stood side by side to a player and placed another beer in front line of them. I usually stood next to them a little longer when this happened so they could get a few minutes of finger blasting before I moved on to the former players. My ass was constantly grabbed and squeezed. And when I leaned over the tabular array to refill the snack pipe bowl, every player managed to sneak a handful of tit. I usually stayed a little longer in these positions, too, letting my booby get fondled and my teat pinched and pulled. Of course, I rubbed shoulders and ran my hand through heads of hair….even found lot of opportunity to squeeze a thigh and rub a crotch here and there.

After a while, all elbow grease at shade had been dropped.….I was being groped and fondled openly as I moved around the mesa throughout the even. I sometimes had hands squeezing my ass cheeks, fingerbreadth in and out of my vagina, and tit being fondled all at the same time.

This was our pattern fire hook night modus operandi, and everyone clearly enjoyed it. Danny's booster - A. E. W. Mason, Luke, and Gabe - would come by every hebdomad with plenty of beer and crisp, swordplay poker for several hours….all the time grabbing, pulling and poking my titty, ass and pussy….then go back home plate to their wives with big smiling and even bigger hard-ons.

Danny and I would get so worked up after all this squeezing, pulling, and rubbing that we'd fall into bed and have unbelievable mind-blowing sex every week after all the players left for the night.

Then one calendar week, about six calendar month after these poker Night began, I was standing by the board replenishing beer and snacks with a brace of handwriting on my butt and a couple more groping my tits, when I heard Danny say"OK, the winner of the next pot gets to fuck Sophie."

All the chatter around the table stopped and all eyes focused on Danny's, then slowly they all silently shifted their eye to me. I was caught by surprisal, but I saw the shit-eating smile on Danny's face and, after the briefest considerateness, I quickly bought in. I turned my smile from Danny to the six other center around the mesa and said,"OK, boys -- - the stakes have been raised. Let's play."

Danny dealt the succeeding hand, and as the guys were checking their cards and putting chips into the pot, I slipped out of my sundress and moved around the board completely naked….my big natural teat swinging and bumping into each musician's face as I leaned over each of them, while they studied their circuit board. To add even more than distraction to the game, I began unzipping pants and pulling stopcock out, giving each a petty tug before moving onto the future one.

All of their SOB were fully erect, and I would terminate by each player to jerk his dick and nibble his ear for a few minutes as he added chips to the pot and drew plug-in. While I stroked each actor's shaft, my swaying tits were being grabbed and my pap pulled from all sides, as my lowering boob dangled over the table.

Finally the hand ended, and Luke was the success. I was standing by A. E. W. Mason when the winning notice were played, so - with a give up suspiration - he gave my tits a net hug as I moved around the table toward Luke.

I pulled myself up onto the edge of the kitchen retort facing the way where the batting order tabular array was, and watched Luke walking over toward me - his big cock sticking straight out in strawman of him and bouncing with each step he took. With a smile on my face, I watched his putz the unit way as he made his way across the room. He stopped in front of me, unbuckled his whang so his knickers fell around his ankles, then lined up his rock hard prick with my cunt and shoved. He was big - about 9"- but with all the touch and fondling we'd been doing all night, my cunt was absolutely drenched, so he slipped in easily. He began slamming his gumshoe into and out of me with relish, reaching up to pinch and pull on my vast mammilla as they bounced all over the topographic point in rhythm with his pounding hips.

I noticed all the early players, including Danny, were sitting at the stove poker mesa, jerking themselves off as they watched Luke blast my pussy with his careen severe prick.

In only a few minutes I threw my headway back and let out a flash cry as an amazing coming racked my consistency. I wrapped my legs around Luke's hips and pulled him as oceanic abyss into my tingling kitty-cat as I could, all the prison term grinding my clit against the al-Qaida of his hammering cock.

It wasn't long before Luke let out a grunt, grabbed my rose hip, and force his pelvic girdle forward as hard as he could, releasing a downpour of cum deep into my cunt. He continued shoving his dick into and out of my drench pussy for another few minutes, as a motley of our orgasm juices spilled onto the trading floor beneath the counter.

When he was finally done, Luke kicked his pant off, grabbed a towel to make clean off his softening cock, then went and sat back down, set for the next fire hook hand. All the others had already shot their payload from pumping their peter while watching Luke fuck me, and had used my kitchen towels to strip themselves off….ready to resume the biz, with their spent hawkshaw dangling between their legs as the cards were dealt.

I remained sitting on the kitchen counterpunch, resting on my elbows behind me, facing the wit table with my branch spread and Luke's spunk dripping onto the floor from my kitty-cat. Throughout the next paw, all the musician kept looking over at me naked on the counter, checking out my dripping slit and wobbly titmouse. Before long they all had semi's, and a distich of them even held their cards with one hand while they jerked their stiffening turncock with the other.

Mason asked Danny if fucking me could be part of the succeeding pot. Danny glanced over at me, and I gave him a smile and a slight nod, so he said,"Sure. Why not ?"

Well, as it turned out, much to Mason's consternation, Gabe won the next hand. With a vast grin on his human face, he stepped away from the mesa, walking toward me with his 8"prick sticking out in movement of him, stroking it with his hired man as he approached me. When he got to where I sat, he pulled me off the return, turned me around and bent me over. I supported myself with my hands on the counter, with my breast swinging beneath me, my legs spread, and my ass lined up perfectly with Gabe's big prick. Using the slew still dripping out of my twat from Luke, Gabe lubed up the top dog of his tool, then shoved it deep into my ass.

I was surprised, but not unpleasantly so. Gabe started stroking into and out of my anus, his musket ball sac slapping against my clit, and my heavy boobs bouncing in time with his thrusts. It didn't take prospicient before I erupted in another resplendent climax. I continued pushing against Gabe's dick as he kept hammering me from behind. A few second later, Gabe let out a holla and blasted a huge load of cum deep in my ass. As he continued pumping his shaft in and out me, his massive consignment seeped out from the sides of his thrusting peter out onto the base between our legs.

When he finally ran out of steam, his softening shaft slipped out of my ass with a"plop ”. I grabbed a towel and cleaned off his dangling rod, and he went back to join the others at the poker tabular array. I noticed that Mason and Luke had wacked off again while watching Gabe blast my ass. Danny winked at me, and I knew he was holding out for later, after the others had left.

So, this became our weekly fire hook game ritual. I would do the snacks and deglutition completely naked, letting each player fondle, wring and jabbing whatever part of my organic structure that suited them as I moved around the board. They, in turning, would expend the evening mostly naked, with gumshoe hanging out and dangling between their legs as they played. They always arrived with their dicks halfway hard already, and they usually got to cum at least twice over the course of poker night.

Some eventide, I'd move from cock to ruffle under the table, sucking and jerking each one until they blew a load of cum into my rima oris. Other prison term I'd sit on laps, while they fondled my titmouse, sucked on my mammilla and played their hands out. Sometimes these lap sessions evolved into them slipping a hard cock into my pussy or ass, then having me bounce up and down until they exploded inside me…..all while playing bill and joking with the others around the table.

Danny enjoyed these eve, too. He usually came at least once during the poker game, then waited until the others left before plowing my cum-drenched cunt and ass like crazy for the rest of the night.

And that's how I became a big fan of my married man's poker Nox with his buddies .