From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: The Poker Game
Date: 4 Jul 1996 00:03:10 GMT

			    The Poker Game

	"Susan!" Tom shouted. "They'll be here any minute now."

	"What should I wear?" she asked.

	"Oh, something nice. Maybe a something a little slinky."

	"How's this?" she asked.

	Susan came out to the front room wearing a short-sleeve v-neck
sweater and a sleek mini skirt that accented her every curve.

	"Wow, that's great!" Tom replied.

	"Should I keep this zipped all the way?" Susan asked, pointing
to the zipper on the side of her skirt.

	"You can unzip it half-way if you like."

	"Are you sure it doesn't show too much?"

	"No. It's fine," he responded.

	After a few minutes, the doorbell rang.

	"Hi guys!" Tom greeted them. "Come on in. This is Susan, the
goddess of beauty."

	Susan blushed after Tom's over-exalting introduction and said
hello to everyone. They all admired her figure and her beauty and
focused their attention on her.

	"So you're Susan. Tom is always bragging about what a hot
number you are. Now I see why," one of them said.

	"Okay guys," Tom began, "it's time to get down to business.
I'll deal for the first round."

	He shuffled the deck and dealt cards to each of his four
buddies. Susan went in the kitchen and got some chips and beer for the
guys then sat down beside Tom. As the game progressed, Tom began to
slip behind everyone else. He reached over and caressed Susan's leg
for luck and continued playing.

	The conversation was pretty dry so Susan went to the kitchen
again and brought back another pitcher of beer.

	"This will be the last of the beer guys," she said. "We don't
want any of you piling into a tree on the way home."

	She leaned over the table and re-filled each of their mugs.
In doing so, the plunging neckline of her sweater fell open before
them revealing her bounteous lace-covered bosom. They all looked up
and fixed their gaze on her chest. Realizing what they were staring
at, she blushed and quickly put her hand on her chest to cover
herself.

	"Enough of that guys," Tom said. "Now you got a look down her
shirt so let's get on with the game."

	Susan finished pouring the beer and sat down. After some time,
Tom was about out of money and his hand didn't look too good. Upon
finishing the betting on this round, Tom lost and had nothing left.

	"Well, Tom, I guess that's all for you," one of them said.

	"Hold it," Tom replied, caressing Susan's leg again for good
luck. "Will you accept substitutes?"

	"Like what? Travelers checks?" one of them said jokingly.

	"Yeah, or maybe coupons?" another chuckled.

	"No," Tom continued, "if I lose five hands, Susan will give
you her sweater."

	"What are we going to do with her sweater? Sell it?"

	"No you knuckle heads," Tom jeered. "I'm not selling you her
wardrobe. What I meant was that after I lose five hands, Susan will
take off her sweater... "

	"What?" Susan shouted.

	"Come on Susan," he continued, "they already saw under it when
you were pouring drinks. It'll give me a chance to win back my... I
mean our money."

	She shrugged her shoulders and Tom said, "There, it's settled
then."

	"All right," the guys responded happily.

	After a while, Tom had reached his five hand limit and the
guys reminded him of the deal. Timidly, Susan grasped the bottom of
her sweater and pulled it up slowly over her head.

	The dainty little brassiere gently held her well rounded
breasts which seemed to practically pop out whenever she inhaled.

	"Aren't they a work of art?" Tom exclaimed, cupping one of
them. "They're the most magnificent breasts I've ever seen," he added
and gave one a healthy squeeze.

	"Okay, Tom, now you're cleaned out again," one of them said.

	"How about if I offer her skirt?" Tom asked.

	Susan elbowed him. He motioned for her to come closer. He
whispered in her ear begging her to give him this chance to try and
recover. She felt kind of sorry for him and wanted him to win back the
money so she reluctantly agreed.

	After about an hour or so, Tom lost too many times and the
guys stopped playing. Susan knew what she had to do. She stood up in
front of them, pulled the zipper all the way to her waist and
unfastened the skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She was only
wearing a pair of white lace panties which barely covered her pubis.
Everyone ooohed at the sight of her scantily clad body causing her
face to turn a bright red.

	Tom apologized for losing that last hand and asked her to sit
back down next to him. He was determined to win back everything and so
he offered Susan's bra for another chance. Susan shook her head to
refute of the idea. Tom promised to make it up to her and caressed her
inner thigh near her crotch.

	As she continued to shake her head Tom placed his hand between
her legs and placed his thumb on her clitoris. As he applied pressure
to her love button, her head fell back and she inhaled deeply.

	"All right," she moaned, and Tom could feel her panties
getting moist.

	Tom did manage to win back her skirt in a short time but his
winning streak didn't last long. Soon, she was in her underwear again
and Tom was about to lose his final hand. As the cards went down, one
of his friends won and Susan buried her face in her hands.

	"Let's see those works of art Susan," the guys shouted.

	She didn't respond at first but eventually got up and began
undoing the clasp at the front of her bra. "I can't do this," she
exclaimed as she opened the clasp. "Come on Susan," Tom insisted,
"It's just the guys. Don't be embarrassed. You have the most
magnificent pair of tits anywhere. You should be proud of them."

	She was still reluctant but very slowly pulled the bra open
exposing her luscious pink nipples. She tossed her hair back, giving
them an unobstructed look at her firm breasts, and let her bra fall to
the floor. Everyone stared at her voluptuous mammaries. They were
perfectly round and proudly jutted outward from her chest.

	"Wow, Susan!" one of them exclaimed. "You don't even need a
bra."

	Susan smiled. Tom wanted to show off her anatomy some more so
he bumped each breast from underneath to show them how erotically they
jiggled. Then he gave each one several squeezes to illustrate how firm
her breasts were. Each squeeze made her luscious nipples pop in and
out and they soon stood erect on their own. Tom had to play with those
too. "Check out these babies," he blurted as he twiddled each nipple,
"delectably hard and chewy." After the demonstration was over, Susan,
still a little embarrassed, sat down and crossed her arms over her
bare chest.

	"Well, Tom, I guess you've got nothing else to offer except
her panties," they said.

	Tom looked at Susan and put his hand on her thigh. She grabbed
his hand and looked back at him.

	"There's no way I'm going to let you lose my panties," she
said.

	"Don't worry Susan," he replied, "I won't lose your panties."

	"You already lost my bra," she yelled, "I'm playing this
time."

	"I don't think you want to do that. These guys are good," Tom
replied.

	Susan removed his hand from her leg and insisted that the
cards be dealt to her.

	"Let her play," they insisted, "or she's going to just sit
there covering herself up."

	Tom complied. So Susan grabbed the cards and sat down. The
guys were quite distracted now as they couldn't help but stare at her
tits. The game went smoothly and Susan was doing well. But just as she
was about to win back her bra, she got careless and bet everything.
Just as Tom had warned, one of the guys beat her hand.

	Accepting her mistake, she stood up and grabbed the waist band
of her panties.

	"Hold it," Tom shouted, "let him take them off since he won."
Tom really wanted to rub in the fact that 'he told her so.' "Okay,
but he can't do anything else," she replied and walked over to him.

	He grabbed her panties and rolled them down. He stopped just
as her pubic hair appeared and showed everyone, then continued. Once
he had revealed her entire pussy, she stepped back and took the
panties off the rest of the way. She stood there, completely naked,
for several minutes as the five of them gawked at her magnificent
body. Her large round breasts, her erect pink nipples, and her soft
blond pussy captivated them.

	Now she was getting excited and asked for another chance.

	"Nope. That's it," they said shaking their heads.

	"Come on guys," she whined and slipped her hand between her
legs.

	"Okay, but that's next," one of them replied and pointed to
her pussy.

	Tom couldn't believe his eyes but he let her sit down and
shuffle the cards. As she dealt the cards, she could feel her pussy
getting moist and when the time came for everyone to call out their
hands, she was already squirming.

	"Full house," someone called out. "What do you have, Susan?"

	"A pair of eights," she mumbled.

	"Well, Susan, now you've done it," Tom reprimanded.

	She got up from the chair and walked to the other side of the
room.

	"Well, guys," Tom began. "Not only does Susan have a knockout
body, but she's got the cutest cunt you've ever seen."

	As she sat down on the couch, they all gathered around. She
moved to the edge of the couch and then started to part her legs. At
first they could only see the blond hair between her legs.

	"More, more, more," they chanted with excitement.

	She spread her legs about two feet apart so they could see the
curly blond hair that covered her labia and the pink slit running
between them.

	"More, more, more," they continued chanting as their cocks
became erect.

	She reached over and grabbed a feather duster. Pulling one
feather out, she started to tickle her snatch. She wiggled a bit and
let her legs spread wider. Soon she had spread her legs as far as
they'd go. As she continued tickling her cunt with the feather, they
noticed that the thin pink slit was getting wider and wider. Little by
little, they could see her inner pussy lips peeking out. Finally,
Susan couldn't stand it any longer and her abdomen started to push
rhythmically, causing her cunt to blossom like a flower. Her little
lips pushed outward revealing the wet, pink skin of her cunt. Soon,
her treasure chest was completely open for all to see.

	They gathered around her gaping cunt, looking in her vagina
and inhaling the fragrance of her womanhood. As they gawked at the
sight of her wet, pink genitals, she placed a finger on her clit and
started rubbing it.

	"Oh!" she blurted as her clitty sent a shiver up her spine.
Then she slipped a finger in her vagina. As she continued fondling her
clit with her thumb, she started kneading her breast with her other
hand. Soon, her pussy was drenched with juice and everyone could see
it glisten all over her cunt and hand.

	She pulled her finger out from her snatch and brought it to
her mouth. Delicately, she licked her juices from her finger and
smiled. Then she reached over and grabbed a dildo. It looked just like
a real penis and even had balls. She brought it to her mouth and
licked its head. "This one's my favorite," she whispered. And as she
gave a squeeze to one of the testicles, a little bit of fluid squirted
from the glans.

	By now, the guys were all flushed, flooded with lust and
desire. The sight of her ripe, seductive body gave them aching
hardons. Her cunt was all lubed up and waiting to be fucked but she
wasn't going to let them enjoy her love box.

	She ran the tip of the artificial cock down the length of her
body, squeezing its balls along the way. A thin trail of cum- like
fluid oozed out onto her chest and down to her pussy. As its head
grazed the soft fur on her pelvis, she moved it in circles through her
bush and smiled at them. Then she spread her cunt open once more and
placed the tip of the joystick at the entrance to her love hole.
Biting her lower lip, she slipped it in inch by inch and oohed as it
hit bottom. Looking at the guys' crotches she could see their cocks
were ready to burst out.

	Now that they were in her control, she started sliding the
rubber rod in and out of her snatch and make little noises with each
stroke. Her juices were now free flowing along its length and everyone
could hear it slurping. She picked up the pace causing the noises to
grow louder and started fondling her clitty with her other hand.

	"Oh, this feels so good!" she exclaimed.

	"I'm going to cum just watching," one guy cried out.

	As the rhythm of her fuck toy took over, her hips began to
rock. Then her back started a gradual arching as her pleasure
increased. "Oh, oh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ooh, oh." Every time the cock went
in, her hips went up to meet it. Went it came out, she bounced back
down onto the couch. It was hard for them to tell if the dildo was
fucking her or if she was fucking the dildo.

	"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, UHHHHHHH!"
With a final thrust, she went over the edge and came. Simultaneously,
she game her toy several squeezes releasing all its milky fluid into
her womb until some of it drooled out the rim of her vagina.

	She lay on the couch for several minutes, sprawled out in
exhaustion with her snatch loaded. Everyone continued standing and
stared at her limp body and glistening cunt. When she came to, she
slowly pulled the cock out and more cream came running out of her
hole. Now she could see that they had all cum in their pants and she
smiled.

	"Oh, that felt good!" she exhaled.

	"Okay, guys," Tom interrupted, "the show's over. Time to go
home."

	They all breathed a sigh of disappointment and walked back to
the table to gather their stuff. Susan put her panties on and waited
by the door to bid farewell to Tom's friends. As she stood by the door
trying to put her bra back on, they all stuffed some money into her
waistband and stole a squeeze of her irresistible mammaries.