An Unexpected Night of Strip Poker

[SpicySpirit]

"Cum for me slut, cum quietly.”

Eliza quietly ground herself against Jack’s palm and fingers, but also retaliated by stroking his cock with equal fervor. Oh, we can make this a game, Eliza thought, a wicked smile on her face as she began to hassle Olivia.

"I don't know Liv, you may not have any points, but I'm pretty sure you've already won something. And if you help E get a win, and maybe at some point I can get a win and if we work together we can all be multiple winners tonight. And maybe you'll get multiple wins multiple times."

Eliza gave an ever so slight sigh with each emphatic thrust of Jack’s fingers. In return, she ran her thumb against the ridge of Jack’s cock with the same amount of pressure he was putting on her damp pussy. His dick was throbbing hungrily against her fingers, as she tilted her head to whisper in his ear again, her eyes still on Liv as she did.
“I know what you are trying to do,” Eliza’s sultry voice tickling Jack’s ear, “And I can play that game, too. Just know I am very good at handjobs and you may be the one at a disadvantage here.”

Eliza gave Liv a saccharine smile, directing the next comment to her, “I want a big win tonight, Liv. And I am willing to share my wins with you if you keep playing…” She bit her lip as she felt Jack’s cock twitching in her fingers.

Liv pouted before finally conceding to Eliza and Jack.

“Fine. One more round and then new game.” She grabbed the next black card off of the pile with an edge of defiance.

Charlotte’s eyes had been darting back and forth between Liv and Eliza as they argued about games and winning. She had lost track of what they were talking about as she had been silently freaking out about the wetness between her thighs. The continual talk of sex and the way Liv and Eliza had been squirming in Jack’s lap had been turning her on more than she realized. With her mind racing, she was caught off guard when Jack’s attention came back to her.

"You know, Charlotte is still waiting for her massage like a good girl? Did you see Eliza's horsey ride Charlotte? Did you like that? Do you think that might release some of your... tension?"

Charlotte felt herself burn when Jack mentioned “releasing tension,” a naughty look in his eyes as they locked on hers. A few moments ago, she was admittedly intrigued by the proposition, but now she wasn’t so sure she could handle it. Though when Jack said the word tension, he seemed to be looking pretty tense himself across the table.

“Oh, ummm. I can wait until later,” Charlotte’s words tumbled out quickly. “Eliza looks like she is comfortable over there.”

Eliza had almost snickered at Jack’s comment about “releasing tension.” That pause before he said tension was as much for Charlotte as it was for him. She wondered if he was trying to get her off his lap before he lost at his own private game. She brought her lips yet again to Jack’s ear, so only he could hear her.

“Hmmm, I think someone else is getting a little tense here too,” her low voice purred in his ear. “Are you trying to get rid of me… Jack? Afraid to lose at your own game? Seems like you are stuck with me for another round.”

Allison finally emerged from the kitchen with her glass of water, taking her seat again next to Jack and Eliza. She leaned over to grab another beer from the box at Jack’s feet, deciding she would still continue to get drunk, but would be responsible by drinking water at the same time. She felt like it was going to be a long night. As she went to sit back up, Allison swore she caught a glimpse of hands and body parts where they shouldn’t be under the table, but didn’t say a word. Instead she only threw a sideways glance to Jack, as she popped the top off of her bottle taking another sip.

Liv read her black card, eager to get the game moving again so they could move on to something else.

“I drink to forget_____________.”

Allison lifted her beer almost as if in a toast to Liv’s card and then began fumbling through her own to make a decision.

 

[Felix80]

Eliza had managed to do something no one else had ever done with their hands, get Jack fully hard. His foreskin was fully retracted, his proud cockhead straining against his boxers and making a clear, erotic outline in his sweatpants. The minx in the AC/DC shirt had managed to coax out some pre-cum. That had soaked through his boxers and sweatpants getting her hand a little sticky and leaving a wet spot the size of a half dollar on his pants. To be fair, his pants were already wet and sticky from Liv, but Eliza didn't seem to mind.

His cock had grown under her ministrations, the girth increasing and the length adding a few more inches from when she started. With most of his shaft covered by her leg that gave her a few inches to play with under the crown of his cockhead, though a portion of that was taken up by his foreskin.

What he wanted to do right now was what he had wanted to do before: rip Eliza's pants down, throw her face down on the table and fuck her until she came, grab Liv, throw her on top of Eliza and fuck her until she came then coat them both in white, hot, sticky love when he came. Once that was done he'd turn his attention to Allison and Charlotte, assuming they hadn't run screaming from the room. That was the real problem.

Bridging that gap, turning this from a game night with two subtle sluts to an orgy weekend of physical delights was a conundrum beyond Jack's current mental capacity. But then, he was at mental capacity. He was keeping up a conversation, fingering Eliza like a pro, keeping Liv primed and ready, trying to get Charlotte out of her shell, keeping everything on the downlow, and trying to play a game.

Speaking of fingering E, Jack was fairly certain he had found her g-spot. He knew approximately where it could be, and with all her moisture he was mildly certain he had found the rough patch on the 'roof' of her vagina. He pressed on it hard to see her reaction. The next step would be to work a second finger inside Eliza. She was putting incredible pressure on the ringer he had in her. He knew he needed to get her properly ready for his cock, which was much thicker than his two fingers. His palm working a constant rhythm on her clitoral hood, Jack began pushing his ring finger alongside his middle finger, pushing it inside of Eliza. His middle finger was moving in and out of her about half an inch out then half an inch in, rubbing over the small rough patch he was certain was her g-spot.

“I know what you are trying to do,” Eliza’s sultry voice tickling Jack’s ear, “And I can play that game, too. Just know I am very good at handjobs and you may be the one at a disadvantage here.”

Eliza was making Jack squirm. Fuck, her hand felt good rubbing his cockhead. Jack couldn't help but fire back in a whisper, "No game, I want you to cum. I want this game night to become orgy weekend. And I want you to be orgy queen, unless you think someone else will steal your crown?" If she could push, he could push back. Literally. Jack pushed his second finger all the way inside of Eliza. With two fingers curled to rub against her g-spot and his palm firmly massaging her clitoral hood, Jack began to slowly work his leg up and down, gently bouncing Eliza up and down, sending vibrations through her body.

“Fine. One more round and then new game.” Liv said, conceding. Jack caught her gaze and held it for a minute. "Pick something fun that'll let us all win. I'm counting on you Olivia." He wanted to say more, but Charlotte was sitting there. he wasn't speaking loud enough for Allison to hear him in the other room. He couldn't call her a slut, or tell her how sexy she looked, how badly he wanted to fuck her too, not with Charlotte sitting right there.

Jack made his comment to Charlotte and she blurted out, “Oh, ummm. I can wait until later, Eliza looks like she is comfortable over there.”

Jack stifled a moan at Eliza's ministrations as she whispered, “Hmmm, I think someone else is getting a little tense here too,” her low voice purred in his ear. “Are you trying to get rid of me… Jack? Afraid to lose at your own game? Seems like you are stuck with me for another round.”

Jack grinned at those words. He wanted to whisper back to never threaten him with a good time, but he still had Charlotte to respond to and his brain, working on overtime, managed to come up with a reply for both of them, and Olivia too sort of, though ostensibly responding to Charlotte.

"Don't worry about Eliza, I'll happily rub my big ole hands on her on her until she gets off. I'll do the same for you, like I did for Liv." He gritted his teeth holding back another moan, "You enjoyed your massage, right Liv?"

Eventually Allison came back in the room. Wen she bent down to get a beer she might, might have seen Jack's hand under Eliza's shirt, but there was no way she didn't see Eliza's hand rubbing his cockhead. It was straining against the fabric of his sweatpants, thicker and longer than when it was flacid in the shower all those months ago when Allison saw it at the beach. And Eliza was playing with it. Jack wasn't really thinking about Allison being able to see what's going on, his focus was on making Eliza cum and enjoying the immense pleasure she was giving him, fighting his own urge to cum. He hadn't been kidding about cumming like a fire hose and did not want to cum in his pants.

“I drink to forget_____________.”

Jack drew a card with his hand that had been on Eliza's back. 'Genghis Kahn.' Seriously? He had almost zero luck this game. Hopefully he'd have more luck in whatever game Olivia chose for them after this. he handed the card to Olivia and moved his hand back to Eliza's back. He pushed on her shoulder blades, gently moving her forward so she had to either put her hands on the table or lay her face and boobs on the table. His free hand went to the small of her back pushing her pelvis down against his thigh.

"Sorry Eliza, you really need a release. Hold on tight."

Two fingers rubbing against her g-spot, his palm pushing firmly against her clit, his other hand pushing her vagina hard down against his thigh, Jack began to bounce his thigh up and down again. This time he didn't start slow and build to a fast speed. No, this time he started fast and built to faster. He went faster and faster, trying to keep his grip tight on her pussy as his leg bounced her faster and harder. He wasn't kidding when he said he wanted to make her cum.

He put on the show for a solid forty seconds, knowing he should be more subtle if he wanted to fool Allison. Fuck it, she probably already knew, and frankly, the need to get his own rocks off, and not in his hands but in a warm mouth or pussy or even between some titties, was starting to outweigh his cares about Allison and whatever nebulous social threat she posed.

Maybe he'd get lucky and she'd want to join in. Jack almost laughed at that idea. He remembered her in the bikini and while she had ana amazing body, even at the beach the girl couldn't relax. No, he was certainly in for retribution, but right now, with a beautiful girl in one hand and another he'd already pleased, well, he knew he should care, but his blood was getting too hot.

He finally stopped bouncing Eliza and blinked a few times, clearing his head. His senses were alert, scanning the other girls faces, waiting to face the consequences of his actions.