Poke her night. (Closed)

[shizzz]

Lance grinned sadisticlly as he raked another pile of chips over to his prdiguous horde, he wa on a streak, adn his friends were not. hell at this point he would be able to kick these guys out within the hour, having successfully scored the pot, and taken all their money. but itwas jst then that Brock walked backin from the kitchen, his short 5'8 figure was almost as wide as the doorway,thick slabs of muscles stretching is t-shirrt almost to bursting. The guy ran his hands through his short blond hair

"Well I hate to tell you Lance, but as the host, well....your outta beer" he siad with a slightly saddened smile, "So I guess as host you gotta make a run for more" he said as he walked over to the chair, glancing at the Tv

"Well shit...I guess tis only fair of me to get you drunk if I am gonna take all your money" Lance replied glancing down at his watch, there was a half hour ill they stopped selling beer so he should be able to make it just fine, "Just know that Ihave counted my stack so don't even think about trying any stupid shit" he said with a grin.

Lance loved poker nights, and with is daughter out for the night he didn't have to worry about his friends ogglig his daughter, that was always a little disturbing, but he had to admit she had turned into quite a nice piece. She was short and curvy, cute and fun, smart and sociable. Something to be proud of,even if half the time he had to worry about the asses that she seemed to date. He got up, grabbed his keys and was soon headed to the store.


Sam looked up at the sound fo the glassware clinking. He and Brock had just been killing a little time, the game on hold while Lance went out and got more beer. He had a well stocked liquour cabinet, but for poker night it was alwaysa little dangerous to startin with liquor. He rose form the table, stretching his lithe 6 foot frame, stretching the thin tshirt over his whip like torso with well toned muscles, then he headed down the hall. He left Brock at the table, watching highlights of the football games from earlier today. And headed for the kitchen

 

[RaineyGirl16]

Haley stumbled around the house to the kitchen door. With any luck, her father would be out in the living room with his creepy friends, and would be drunk enough not to notice how drunk she was or better still, not even notice that she had come home. After the party had been broken up, she hadn't had a chance to grab the bulky sweater she had been wearing when she left and she knew he wouldn't approve of the skimpy white halter top that left very little to the imagination. She cringed when she noticed a figure in the kitchen through the window, and thought, "So much for my quiet entrance."

When she stepped through the door, she was relieved to see that it was Sam in the kitchen rather than her father. "Oh, hi Sam," she said with a flirty smile. "Lost already?" She played with her long blonde hair, giving him her best sweet and innocent look.

 

[shizzz]

Hayley came stumbling in through the door in a top that made his eyes pop

"well hello yourself young lady" he said as he flanced at tge clock

"a little late arent you? and as a matter of fact i do plan on trying to get some of that money back" he suad as he grabbed a beer from the fridgr

"why diont you come in and say high, Brock is here too and i am sure your dad would love to know your home"

 

[RaineyGirl16]

There had always been something about the way that Sam looked at her that gave Haley the creeps. She was used to men looking at her, checking her out, but there was something in his eyes and in the tone of his voice that made her uneasy. She assumed that her father sensed it too, since whenever Sam was coming to the house, he encouraged her to be anywhere else. Curfew never applied on poker nights and she was more than happy to take full advantage.

"I'm home much too early for Daddy tonight. If he had his way, I wouldn't have been back until you and Brock were long gone," she giggled, surprised at how loose her tongue had become. She was certainly in no condition for a confrontation with her father. "I mean, well, I just think it might be best if I avoided my father at the moment." She could hear her words slurring together and felt her body swaying as she stood. "I mean, I should probably just head up to my room and let you boys have your fun."

 

[shizzz]

Just as she finished speaking her dad called out from the other room

"Hey Sam. I have to run to work. There's been an emergency. Would you guys mind sticking around until Haley gets home. I wanna make sure she is safe. You and Brock can play without me until I get back" he calle to Sam

"Sure thing buddy" Sam hollered back as his eyes slid over the snug tube top that was stretched taught over a pair of very full perky breasts

"Just shoot her a text and let her know she can play for you and its a deal. I gotta win back some of my money" Sam called out and heard a 'sure' called out as te front door shut

"Well now. It seems like we go some cards to play" Sam said as he grabbed another beer from the fridge, handed it to Hayley and then headed back out to the dining room

 

[RaineyGirl16]

A moment after Sam had left the kitchen, Haley heard a text come into her phone. "Had to go to work. Guys are at the house. Feel free to sleep at a friend's house tonight." She let out a laugh at her father's not so subtle hint to find someplace else to go, but unfortunately it had arrived a few minutes too late and now that Sam had seen her, she couldn't just disappear. She popped open the beer that Sam had handed her and tried to think of a plan, a way out, only realizing a moment later that another drink, especially in front of her father's friends probably wasn't the best start.

She stumbled out into the living room giggling, hoping that her plan, as poorly conceived as it was, would work. The beer, which she meant to leave on the kitchen counter, was still in her hand and she took a quick sip before realizing her mistake. "Ha, my dad sent me a text saying that no matter what you guys say, I better not touch his chips." She glanced at them both, hoping to see some indication that this pronouncement might end the game and send them on their way. "Sorry guys, guess poker won't be much fun without the stakes. Doesn't look like you had much left to bet anyways."

 

[shizzz]

Brock sat there silently as Sam spoke up

"Well now. I don't think he would mind. Or rather I think you wouldn't mind playing his chips. Especially if the alternative is us telling your dad your drunk. And drinking" he said with a wink as he glanced at Brock

"That would be sad wouldnt it" Sam asked
Brock and Brock just grunted

"You've got to give me a chance now girl. I can't walk away empty handed. Sit down and play a ha nor two of your dads. If you win more just imagine how happy he will be" Sam said as h sat down, making sure to keep his eyes on hers, and not the full breasts trapped in that deliciously tight top

"Just sit down and have some fun" he said with his most charming smile, taking a dip from his beer

 

[RaineyGirl16]

"You have met my dad, haven't you Sam? I would be in way more trouble for losing his money than I would be for drinking," Haley replied with a nervous giggle. She was a little taken aback at how quickly Sam had resorted to threats but happy enough with how she had reacted. "Is that why you lose all the time?" she asked riding a wave of confidence. "You bet big on bad hands, asshole?"

As she turned to walk away triumphantly, the room spun and she staggered drunkenly, feeling her knees hit the arm of the couch before her body toppled onto the soft cushions. Her short skirt rode up her legs exposing the backs of her soft creamy white thighs and the lavender lace of her panties that strained to cover her ass.

 

[shizzz]

Sam felt his temper rise as she called him an asshole, but what followed next soothed it all away

Before she knew it she was bent over the arm if the sofa with her ass high in the air. Her purple panties stretched taught over her plump milky white ass, her slender thighs tapering down from her plump rump

Sam laughe out loud, Brock joining in

"Now who's the ass?" He chucked loudly

"Come in girl. Sit down and play a hand. If your to scared to bet your dad's money we can play for something else. After all it's like you said. I bet big like a dumbass" he said as he tossed a twenty down on the table.

"Surely a shot at a twenty is worth your time" he said as he stepped up beside her, gripped er by the arm an yanked her to her feet, after taking a minute to stare at her well toned ass

Her hair swayed as she popped to he feet in front of him, the tube too she wore slightly disheveled and bouncing deliciously from the sudden manhandling

 

[RaineyGirl16]

Haley felt her face turn red with embarrassment as Sam pulled her to her feet. She tried to fix her skirt with her free hand so that it would at least cover her as he led her to the chair, her disheveled blonde hair still hanging down in her face. She fell roughly into the chair and for a moment she thought it might tip over, but she managed to catch herself and stay upright. She pushed her hair back from her icy blue eyes and looked angrily across the table to where Sam and Brock both sat. She knew that was mad at herself for falling, but she projected it all towards the two men that stood between her and a good night's sleep.

"Ok, so you've got $20. What the fuck am I supposed to play with?" She cringed at her poor choice of words and spoke again before either of them could react. "I can win $20. What do you get if you win?"

 

[shizzz]

Sam smiled at the disheveled girl across the table. She was more than a little drunk, and he knew I he played his cards right he might be able to get a peak at that oh-so-fuckable figure he had been tormented by for the last year

"Well you can play with your dad's money. You can play with your own money. Or you can offer something up that's worth twenty dollars" he said with a grin

"It can be something valuable. Or something that we would find very interesting. Maybe you could put that necklace on the line. Maybe those earrings or, I dunno, maybe a good glimpse at what's holding that tube top up"

The last he added with a bold leer. She knew he looked at her, and wearing what she wasn't was an actual invitation in his mind

"It just depends on whether you want to play for fun. Or actually risk losing something" he told her as he began to shuffle the deck

"So what are you going to put up against my twenty dollars" he asked as he started to deal. And just then Brock dug a 20$ out of his pocket

"Whoa, looks like the stakes are getting higher, but now there is more to win. What are you willing to risk losing?" He asked as he dealt the last card

"Five card draw"

 

[RaineyGirl16]

Sitting down in the chair made Haley feel more stable, and with the alcohol no longer working to knock her over, her embarrassment and anger morphed into proud defiance. It occurred to her that she could control the situation. They obviously wanted to keep her in the game, and she thought she could use that to her advantage. Leaning back in her chair, she cupped her breasts with her hands, bouncing them gently. She stared down at them as though she were alone in the room with no one watching. Her tongue ran slowly along her upper lip, then looked up at Sam. "Each of you ante up $10, I get dealt in for free. If you want to stay in, you throw in another $10. After the draw, if you want to stay in you throw another $10."

She saw them looking at her, waiting for what would come next. "I can back out when I see my cards for nothing. If I back out after the draw, I lift my skirt and anyone left in the game can squeeze my ass. If I stay in and lose the hand, I pull down my top for one hand." She gave Sam a little smile. "So what do think? Still want to bet big, asshole?"

 

[shizzz]

Sam had his eyes locked on her as she taunted them

The tops of her breasts billowed out of the tube top as she cupped them. The flesh jiggling oh so deliciously as she bounced them around. Her tongue rolling over her lips

Then she made her offer

"Hmm. Yeah that sounds good. But we get a full minute of handling time. Your not gonna pull your top down after we touch you. I want to be able to have some time to appreciate my winnings"
Sam said as he dealt the cards. Then he tossed a ten dollar bill in.

Brock didn't say a word. He just stared as Hayley looked at Sam, hands full of her own delicious tits. He didn't bat an eye at her offer

He tossed in ten bucks

They all picked up their cards. Sam immediately tossed in another ten. Brock looked back and forth. Then decided to toss in another ten as well

They were both in. No matter how shitty their cards were it was worth the chance

They both eyed Hayley wondering how her cards looked. And how her tits would feel

 

[RaineyGirl16]

Haley nodded in agreement and looked at her cards, a shit hand. Something tugged at her to stay in, like she were somehow not holding up her end of the bargain. Hands like this were exactly the reason she had built in rules to protect her if she needed to back out, plus she enjoyed seeing the frustration forming on both Sam and Brock's faces. Sam had gotten greedy. If he had left her rules as they were, she would have been more willing to take a risk on a bad hand. It was one thing to show them her breasts, as embarrassing as it would be to have to sit there topless for a hand with them leering at her, but it was another entirely for her to have to sit there and allow them to paw at her. For all of her earlier embarrassment, she had been right about Sam. He pushed too hard, too fast, guaranteeing only that he would have to play against a strong hand when someone finally did stay in. Her father was an incredibly patient man and this is exactly how he won all the time.

Haley folded the hand, then the second and the third as well, each time fighting the growing urge to play it out. Sam taunted her each time, strengthening her desire to play a hand and take his money to shut him up. They were clearly getting annoyed with her and she was getting angry. On the fourth hand, Haley had two kings. She had planned on waiting for a better hand still, but her own impatience and anger was getting the best of her. She steadied her voice, trying to conceal her emotion. Her eyes locked on Sam's, "I'm in."

 

[shizzz]

The first few hands had ended between Brock and Sam, Hayley quickly checking her hand and bowing out. So each time Sam threw a few jabs her way as the money went back and forth. His eyes always dipping to that tube too she wore. He couldn't help but wonder if she ah a strapless bra on underneath. It if all of those full pert curves were her. And he was gonna find out


Both men felt their expressions change as Hayley stayed in. They smiled to eachother, knowing that at least they now had a chance of seeing her ass. And if they won, well somebody was gonna get a handful!

"Alright. Way to man up girl". He put a little twist to the word 'girl' to jab at her. Then he took up the cards they had lauded down and dealt out the next cards. Then Brock and Sam threw
Another 10$ into the pot. Both Brock and Sam eagerly looking at their cards. Hoping she stayed in and hoping she would lose. They bothe took long drinks from their beers as they watched to see Hayley's next
Move

 

[RaineyGirl16]

Haley had thrown away three cards and picked up the ones that Sam had sent across the table towards her, unable to control her grin as she saw the third king. She didn't really need to keep a poker face anyway, both Sam & Brock had thrown in their money. It wasn't a great hand, but it would do. She could see the excitement on each of their faces when she stayed in, but neither of them seemed to have the same excitement over their cards. She knew she had them, and couldn't wait to see their faces when she took their money. Assholes, she thought to herself and an easy $60.

They each showed their cards, a pair of eights for Brock and pair of aces for Sam, waiting for her to do the same. She tried to look scared when she saw Sam's aces, but a big smile spread across her lips as she showed her three kings, reaching in to take their money. "If you're going to play like that, I might as well keep playing until I suck you dry." She saw Brock's face blush. "Let's go, boys," putting particular emphasis on the word boys as she stared back into Sam's eyes. "Let's play."

 

[shizzz]

Sam cursed the moment he saw her lips turn up into that self assured smile. But he was ok. He was willing to rose this horse till it died. He simply smiled back at er taunt

"Oh finally stick one out and you get a win. " he said sarcastically.

"Glad to see you don't take any chances. I'll have you know I had shot the last two hands", he lied " you could be closer to $200 right now. But hey, think small win small" he said with a non committal shrug as he shuffled. He smiled as he caught the look of indignation on her face out of the corner of his eye

"Besides a girl wearing a top like that is asking all the fellas to get a good look" he said with a smile as he dealt. His eyes never left her breasts. The pair heaving dangerously in that tight tube top

"And we all know that's exactly what you want too" he said to her as Brock nodded his head in agreement. With the cards dealt damn and Brock tossed in their money. Sam not bothering to look at his cards before he threw in the second ten. He was in it to win it. He wasn't leaving this house until he got a good handful of the little teases tits

"Folding or staying" he asked uninterestedly

 

[RaineyGirl16]

Haley looked at Sam with obvious annoyance. Even winning, this game was getting old fast. "You're so right Sam. I do like to show off," she said. "But not for you. You're pathetic." She looked down at her cards, one card away from a flush but nothing else. She hesitated for a moment, her heart beating hard in her chest. "I'll take one," she said throwing the one spade away from her hand of diamonds. Her eyes stared down nervously at the card Sam had thrown her way. Neither Sam nor Brock seemed all too excited about their hands, and both wore their hands on their faces. She flipped the card to see the eight of clubs. No flush, just a pair of eights.

Her instincts told her to fold, give each of these men a squeeze of her ass and be done with it, but they had each stayed in with less. In truth, both had played out every single hand, in one case even with a 9 high and their lack of excitement told her that her pair of eights stood a pretty good chance against them. She shot Sam a mischievous grin, "I'm in."

 

[shizzz]

Sam saw her pause, just for the briefest moment as she looked at her new card. That little pause made his cock throb. He saw the doubt there for just an instant. But soon she looked at him with a little smirk and said she was in

"I see you got a little taste of winning and your ready for more" he told her as he glanced back down at his cards. Forcing a bit of a frown on his face, though he felt quit confident of them

"Well I am in. I think its a small price to pay for a chance at getting my hands on you" he told her with a greedy smile as he tossed his money I the table

"And if I lose, I guess I will just have to take that pretty smile as payment " he chuckled


Brock looked from Sam to his money. Then decided he was in. He didn't have a good hand, but he could be bluffing and he wanted a chance at that plump firm rack too

Brocks money joined SAMs on the table. Both men looked up at her expectantly

"Whatcha got honey" Sam asked as he turned his cards over for all to see

 

[RaineyGirl16]

Haley stared down at Sam's three 4's then at Brock's pair of tens before flipping her own cards, trying to hide the disgust from her face but failing miserably. She stared up at the light and shook her head. She felt her stomach turn and couldn't bring herself to look at Sam. "Fuck you," she said to the silence, knowing that he was giving her that look.

 

[shizzz]

"Oh now. Don't be such a sore loser" Sam said with a grin, glancing over at Brock with a grin

"Alright now. Go on and pay up. You pull your top down for the next hand, and we each get a minute to appreciate them" he said with a grin

"Why don't you go first Brock while I shuffle the cards. " Sam said. He had every intention of playing this out as long as he could. But then he realized he might just piss her off and make her leave. He wanted enough to keep her around so he had a chance to really teach the little tease a lesson about what happens when a tease goes too far


Brock stood up and walke around the table, taking the seat next to her. Without saying a word he made a gesture that implied she should pull her top down. And his smile was large.

 

[RaineyGirl16]

Haley's stomach was tied in a knot. She couldn't look at either of them, didn't want to see their big smiles, but before she knew it Brock was there beside her, impatiently motioning for her to pull down her top. She closed her eyes, hoping that everything would disappear, but she could tell by the scent of stale beer that he was still there, waiting. His slow, heavy breathing rang in her ears like a hungry animal that has picked up the scent of its prey.

For all of her bluster, Haley wasn't the kind of girl that hooked up at parties or flashed a room full of people. She left that for more desperate girls. Girls like her were rarely starved for attention; all it took was a flirtatious remark or the right outfit. The truth was, only a handful of boys had ever seen her breasts, and she had convinced herself that she had been in love with each at the time.

Now she kicked herself for not just walking away. It was like her embarrassment from falling over had turned her into one of those desperate girls, so she bet big, desperate to regain her pride. She could feel Sam's eyes on her, as though he could see right through her, how the knot in her stomach tightened with each passing moment and delighting in her embarrassment.

With her eyes still closed, Haley looped her thumbs under the stretchy fabric at the sides of her tube top, pulling it down over the soft, creamy white curves of her C-cup breasts, wiggling her chest just a little to help free them, feeling the cool air stiffen her small pink nipples. She could feel her face turn bright red as she fought the urge to cover herself with her hands, instead letting them fall onto her thighs, leaving herself exposed to her father's friends.

 

[shizzz]

Brock felt his cok twitch as he watched her finally give in. Sh had sat there for a moment, quite obviously hating herself for what she had just gotten herself into. But now it was time to pay up

Brock watched as the snug tube top slowly slide down the perky alabaster curves of her chest. Her light pink nipples popping clear and stiffening almost instantly. Then as just a little bit of torture she seemed to wiggle her tits free at the end.

The slight shimmy of her shoulders had the soft flesh swaying this way an that and Brock smiled as he sat down beside her, reaching up and palming one hot silky melon

His hand squeezed and slid over her flesh

"What a delightful sixty seconds this will be" he said as his hand slipped over to the other tit. His fingers deftly catching her nipple and tugging on it






Sam wasn't sure whether he liked just how pretty her titties were or the look of absolute shame and humiliation. Her blush was so deep the tops of her pale perfect tits had turned pink

He grinned as he watched her keep her eyes shut and her head turned. She was tuff, paying up when she had too. And this was just the beginning. He smiled as Brock continues to enjoy his minute, while Sam looked on he slowly shuffled the cards, waiting for his turn.

 

[RaineyGirl16]

Haley flinched slightly at feel of Brock's rough skin against her breast, taking it in his palm as though he were weighing it. In her imagination she could see the toothy grin on his wide face, his nostrils flaring, his eyes leering at her. She felt him squeeze her other breast roughly, pawing at her soft, full breasts. She fought the urge to swat his hands away. She had underestimated how demeaning this would feel, not an intimate moment shared between two people, but a moment of her own submission to two men she loathed. Her teeth were clenched with disgust, at them, at herself, her eyes still closed unable to bring herself to watch.

Haley's eyes shot open with a gasp. She braced herself with her hands against the table, feeling the needles of pain shoot through her breast. She was panting as he released his grasp of her nipple. "Fuck," she muttered breathlessly. She heard them laugh, maybe it was just one of them, she wasn't sure, it sounded like a thousand laughs. Each second ticked away slowly. Her eyes were full and blurry but she caught sight of Sam across the table, his eyes narrowed, smile gloating well he casually shuffled the cards. Brock grunted in her ear, and she closed her eyes again, welcoming the darkness over looks on their faces.

 

[shizzz]

The looks that passed across her face were enough to get SAMs cock hard. The look of hate and disgust. Arousal and extasy. Yeah tonight was gonna get real good

Her eyes hot open as Brock gave her a particularly rough pinch, making both men smile


Brock finally let go of her flesh ash is time ran out

"Well here you go Brock you can deal" Sam said as he stood up, sliding Brock the deck as Sam took the seat on the other side of her. She wa now sandwiched and trapped

Sam took a very different approach, gently fondling the flesh and delicately teasing her rigid nipples with soft caresses and gentle tugs. Her tits were pert, pretty, and perfect, and his cock was swelling along his thigh as he played with the pale perfect flesh

"Now this is indeed worth it. And to think I've got this view fort the entirety of te next hand" he said with a grin, scenting the statement by giving he nipple a gentle tug, and watching the flesh of her breast jiggle when he released.

He smiled hungrily.