The Poker Game

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David Hathaway threw down a full house and laughed at the devastated looks on his friends' faces. Every Tuesday night was poker night with Tom, Mitch, and Edgar, as David's wife had weekly school committee meetings at the same time, and tonight David was cleaning them out. He pulled a pile of chips towards him and laughed again. "This isn't your night, huh?" he said to them.

David was 42 but looked like he was in his mid-30s. He was 5'9'', about 180 pounds, and while he was looking a bit soft with age he still held on the image of athleticism that he'd had his whole life. His brown hair was thinning on top. He wore blue jeans and a wife beater. His friends, all around his age, all wore jeans and plaid shirts. A thin stream of smoke from the ashtray in the center of the table rose like a silver vapor to the ceiling, and when it finally died down, Amy walked in.

Amy was David's stepdaughter. She was 18, a senior in high school, and David knew that soon she would be off to college. Amy had always been a bit shy around him, although he noticed that she was shy around most people. He could tell she wasn't very experienced, although he assumed that would change when she got to college.

She was gorgeous, though, and every time he and his friends saw her, an awkward silence fell over them, as if they were transfixed by her beauty. His friend Edgar always whispered, "You should tap that ass, man" as soon as she was out of the room, but David always waved him off. She was his stepdaughter, after all.

Amy smiled at the men, and David said, "Hey, Amy. You going out tonight or just gonna chill at home?"
 
Amy heard her step-father's voice and put down the book she was reading. She'd known it was poker night and her mom had asked her to stay around the house to get the guys whatever they needed. Truth be told, her mom didn't want any drunks trying to make a sandwich in her pristine kitchen and getting mayo on her cookbooks.

She stepped into the smoke-filled dining room where Dave and his cronies were holed up. Raising her arms to adjust her thick red hair in her ponytail, her 38D breasts pressed tightly against her white t-shirt and her tanned stomach was revealed, her belly button ring glinting in the light.

"Hey, Amy. You going out tonight or just gonna chill at home?"

Amy smiled and licked her ruby lips, a hand on the doorjam. She saw all four men ogle her and shook her head, shifting from one foot to the other, her tanned legs in the barely-there shorts she always wore around the house shining in the light from the lotion she'd put on them earlier.

"I was thinking I'd stay in tonight, Dave," she murmured, stepping to the table and leaning over it, grabbing a few empty beer cans. "I thought you boys might need someone to fetch a beer for you or a sandwich." Shaking an empty can, she looked at the men, her green eyes sparkling. "Anyone want another?"
 
David noticed his friends checking Amy out, ogling her perfect body. He couldn't blame them; he ogled it quite often, and - although he would never admit it to anyone - he often thought of Amy while he had sex with his wife.

Edgar said, "You're so helpful, Amy. I'd love another beer, hun." He turned to David. "I'm tellin' you, man, why didn't you marry her? She's ten times more beautiful than your wife or anyone in this whole town."

David didn't take offense, as it was a perfectly true statement. He saw Amy blush a bit.

Mitch said, "He's right. Amy, the boys at school must all chase after you, huh? You're gonna have a great time when you get to college. That's the best time in life to, uh, experiment."
 
Amy blushed at Edgar's statement and smiled. She thought her mother a beautiful woman, knew that between the time she'd divorced Amy's father and married Dave, she'd had quite the active social life. To be compared to her mother was an honor and to be said to be more beautiful ... Amy loved it.

"He's right. Amy, the boys at school must all chase after you, huh? You're gonna have a great time when you get to college. That's the best time in life to, uh, experiment."

Amy smirked at Mitch and headed into the kitchen grabbing another four beers for the men along with one for herself. Laying the bottles on the table and opening them one-by-one with her shirt, she revealed her toned tummy again before handing the bottles to the guys and smiling at them. Finally, answered Mitch.

"The boys might chase me, but I prefer men to boys, you know. High school boys are so ... immature," she said and looked at Dave. "Mind if I have a beer?" she asked.
 
"Oh, I don't know," said David hesitantly. But Mitch chimed in, "Oh, let the girl have a beer, Dave. She's gonna be at college soon, and she might as well get used to beer-drinking, right? Why not let her prepare at home instead of at some party."

Dave shrugged. Mitch had a point. "Okay, sure." Amy smiled and twisted open one of the bottles and took a swig.

"There are lots of other things you should start preparing for," Edgar said, winking. He grabbed Amy's ass, and for some reason that didn't bother David. It wasn't like Amy were his real daughter.

Amy said, "What do you mean, start preparing for? What other things?"

Edgar smiled. "I'm sure you have an idea. When you get to college, there are gonna be lots of boys around. College, if I may be frank, is where nice young girls like you learn to turn into sluts."
 
Amy wrapped her lips around the rim of the bottle and took a long drink, the nearly dropped the beer as Edgar grabbed her ass. She wasn't offended. More intrigued by the older man's advances.

When he said there were lots of things she should start preparing for, she had to know what he was talking about. She liked being around Dave and his friends, especially Dave, and she wanted to hear them talk about sex, knowing she'd go up to her room later and get herself off, as she did most poker nights.

"I'm sure you have an idea. When you get to college, there are gonna be lots of boys around. College, if I may be frank, is where nice young girls like you learn to turn into sluts."

Amy laughed and stepped over to Dave's chair, rubbing lightly on his shoulder, taking another drink.

"And you think I'm not a slut already?" she asked, staring at the four men around the table. Their hot gazes on her body were making her nipples hard and her pussy was beginning to wetten. She could feel the wetness on her thong and took another drink, finishing it off in several gulps before sliding the bottle down her throat quickly.
 
David nearly dropped his beer when he heard Amy said, "And you think I'm not a slut already?"

"Excuse me?" he said.

Amy giggled and rubbed his back. "You heard me. Girls nowadays are much more experienced earlier in life than when you guys were my age."

Edgar leaned forward, still transfixed, and cupped Amy's ass some more. He saw that her nipples were erect through her shirt. "And just how much of a slut are you, I wonder?" He turned to David. "Dave, buddy, think of the possibilities. You could be living with a sexy little nympho and you don't even know it."
 
Amy laughed at Dave's reaction to her telling him that girls were more experienced now than when he was younger. What does he expect? We live in a sex-crazed world and he's fucking my mother like crazy just down the hallway from me. My mom's a screamer and so is Dave so I can hear every time they fuck. The sound of his moans as he fucks my mom help me get off.

Amy felt her heartbeat quicken as Edgar rubbed her ass. She stifled a moan and set the bottle on the table.

"And just how much of a slut are you, I wonder?"

Amy walked over to the older man and turned to look at Dave before straddling Edgar's lap and leaning in to kiss him, her tongue slipping into his mouth, her hands moving up and down his arms. She felt him wrap his arms around her and pull her closer, felt his cock hardening under her, felt her clit begin to throb as she pulled her mouth from his and pulled off his lap.

"I'm enough of a slut to know that you've got a raging hard-on and you wanna pin me against the wall and fuck me like crazy. But I also know you're afraid of what Dave would do if you did," she says and leans down to nip his earlobe. "Is that right, Eddie?"
 
David couldn't believe the things he was hearing, and evidently the other men couldn't, either. David also couldn't believe that he was so turned on by the words his stepdaughter was speaking. Edgar isn't the only one with a raging hard-on, he thought to himself.

"Oh, God, Amy," Edgar said, and he looked to David with a pleading expression. "Dave, buddy...oh, man."

David said, "You want permission to fuck my stepdaughter, don't you?" At first he looked angry, but soon he started to laugh. He looked Amy over and realized that this was a perfect opportunity to see her naked.

"Tell you what," David said to Edgar. "We play one hand of poker. You lose, you don't get to touch her. You win...you can do anything you want to her, right here. Deal?"

Edgar grinned and looked to Amy. "Sound okay to you, sexy?"

She smiled back and licked the rim of the beer bottle. "Dave, I can't believe you're saying these things! What would Mom say?"

David said, "Mom's not here right now." He winked and picked up the deck, shuffled the cards, and dealt.

He had a 4,5,6,8 and a King of hearts. Edgar looked over his cards and said, "I'll take two please."

David dealt him the cards and looked back at his own hand. Should I go for an inside straight? he thought. I'll never get it. Part of him, however, didn't want to get it. Part of him wanted to watch Edgar fuck his stepdaughter.

He went for it, and to his chagrin, he actually got the 7. Dammit. He wanted Edgar to win.

From the sideline, Mitch said, "Let's see what we have, guys."

David threw down his straight, and for a moment Edgar looked worried. Then he smiled and put down four 2's. "Looks like I win, Dave." He turned to Amy and cupped her right breast. "Guess we all know what that means. You get to show us just how much of a slut you really are."
 
"Guess we all know what that means. You get to show us just how much of a slut you really are."

Amy moaned as Edgar grabbed her breast, feeling her nipple harden under his hand. She leaned down and kissed him again, sliding her tongue against his before pulling away.

"Is this what all you boys have been dying to see for all this time?" she asked and pulled her shirt off, her breasts bouncing a bit as they were released from her shirt. But before Edgar could get to her, she stepped to Dave.

"Want the first taste, master?" she asked and grinned, looking down at him. "After all, it's your house."
 
David smiled. "It is only fair, guys," he said, and pulled his beautiful stepdaughter to him and put his hands on her large breasts. They were firm and round, so much nicer than his wife's. Ah, youth.

He leaned forward and sucked Amy's nipples, first the right then the left. He heard her moan. He cupped her ass while he did so, then reached up to kiss her lips. Their tongues flicked together, and he said, "All this time you've been living here, I never knew what a little whore you really are." She giggled. "Now you can fuck Edgar, sweetie, but don't think we're not all gonna get a turn with that pussy by the end of the night. You can't claim to be a slut and then only fuck one of us."

David slapped her ass and pushed her over to Edgar. "Have fun, man."
 
Amy moaned as David took her nipples into his mouth, felt his hand on her tight ass. She ran her fingers into his hair and held his mouth to her letting her head fall back in pleasure. Her favorite thing was to have her nipples sucked. They were so sensitive she could almost come just from that.

When he removed his mouth from her breasts and leaned up to kiss her, she eagerly darted her tongue out to taste him. She'd been dreaming of kissing him for quite some time. He tasted better than she'd imagined, better than any of the boys she'd kissed at school.

"All this time you've been living here, I never knew what a little whore you really are. Now you can fuck Edgar, sweetie, but don't think we're not all gonna get a turn with that pussy by the end of the night. You can't claim to be a slut and then only fuck one of us. Have fun, man."

Amy stepped over to Edgar, her bare breasts in his face, she leaned down and kissed him again, slowly undoing her shorts and pushing them off. She heard groans of appreciation as her black thong was revealed, showing off her perfect ass. She wiggled her behind at the men as she continued to make out with Edgar, darting her tongue against his, pulling his hands to her tits.
 
David pushed Amy gently over to Edgar, who promptly took one of her nipples into his mouth. He ran his hands all over her body while he sucked each nipple.

Mitch leaned forward and felt Amy's ass through the black thong.

Amy moaned as Edgar continued sucking her nipples. After a few moments he slid the black thong down to the floor, and she eagerly stepped out of it, revealing her clean-shaven pussy to the men.

She ran her middle finger along the already-moist slit and looked up at the guys. "You like my bare little slut pussy?" she said in a little-girl voice. She giggled.

Edgar slid a finger inside her, and she moaned in ecstacy. Soon Tom took a turn slapping her bare ass. He looked up at the guys and said, ""Wow, she's a dirty little cunt, isn't she?"
 
Slutty little cunt

Edgar's finger inside my cunt was heavenly and I let out a moan, tightening my pussy around the long digit, feeling it slip inside me. Tom got up and came around the table, rubbing my ass before slapping it so hard I was sure it would leave a red mark in the shape of his hand.

"Wow, she's a dirty little cunt, isn't she?"

I moaned at his words and nodded, turning to look at Dave, Edgar's mouth still on my breast, another finger sliding inside me.

"Oh, God," I moaned, sliding my hand into his hair and bucking my hips against his fingers. "God yes, fuck me with your fingers, baby." I pulled at Tom and turned my head enough to kiss him, not enough enough for Edgar's mouth to be removed from my breast. My tongue intertwined with his and I felt his hands go up to my breasts.

"Here, Ed, ol' buddy. Let me work these gorgeous tits. You focus on that slutty twat of hers. How's it taste, buddy?" Tom said, kissing my neck and tweaking my nipples.
 
David was rock-hard now, watching Tom sucking on his stepdaughter's tits while Edgar fingered her bare cunt.

Edgar fell to his knees in front of the gorgeous, 18-year-old whore and didn't waste any time; he shoved his tongue deep inside her glistening pink pussy, and she moaned like a pornstar at the two tongues working her over.

Mitch, meanwhile, wasn't about to waste this opportunity, either. He stood next to Amy, unzipped his jeans, and pulled out his hard dick. He took Amy's right hand and brought it to his member. She didn't need much encouragement.

Mitch groaned as she started stroking his cock, and soon he muttered, "Tell us what a filthy fucking whore you are, baby. Tell us how much you need cocks filling up that slut pussy."
 
"Tell us what a filthy fucking whore you are, baby. Tell us how much you need cocks filling up that slut pussy."

Amy moaned and stroked Mitch's huge cock, rubbing her thumb over the head of him, bucking her hips against Edgar's eager mouth, her free hand moving into Tom's hair, holding his mouth against her large breasts.

"Oh, fuck, I'm such a filthy fucking whore. I love having a nice hard cock slammed into my wet cunt. It makes me feel soooooo fucking good," she moaned and looked over at Dave sitting by himself.

"I've got a free hand, lover. And a free mouth. Wanna cum over and play with us?"
 
David took a deep breath and walked over next to Amy. He ran his hands along her nude body, caressing the flesh. Oh, how he'd wanted this for so long!

"Oh God, Amy," he whispered as he touched her. "I never knew...never knew how dirty you are. Should we really be doing this?"

Amy smiled and said, "Shhh." She put a finger to his lips and whispered, "Angela will never know. Now use me."

David unbuttoned his jeans and thrust out his achingly hard cock. "Stroke it, baby. Then get down on your knees where you belong, like a good fucking whore."
 
Amy wrapped her hand around Dave's hard cock and nearly cried out in joy. She'd been waiting so long to do this, to touch him like this. She'd wanted to feel his cock against her for so long, it felt like a dream now that it was happening.

"Stroke it, baby. Then get down on your knees where you belong, like a good fucking whore."

She moaned, stroking Dave and Mitch's cocks will Tom continued to pleasure her breasts and Edgar's mouth moved faster on her cunt. She was surrounded by half-naked, hard-cocked men and the feeling was almost too much.

"Oh, God, you boys are gonna make me cum like this!"
 
Edgar continued fingering Amy's wet pussy while she stroked the other guys and got her nipples sucked.

Edgar whispered, "Yeah, cum for me," as he worked her cunt.

"Keep stroking that fucking cock, honey," David said to his stepdaughter. "Daddy never knew what a good whore you are."

Mitch slapped her ass and reached a hand up to caress her cheeks, then he put the hand around her throat. "Dave, man, who ever knew what a piece of shit slut your stepdaughter is, huh?" Mitch looked deeply and perversely into Amy's eyes. "Isn't that right? Tell your stepdaddy what a piece of shit slut you are."
 
Sorry. Dog literally chewed through my cable at home ... can only get on at work

Amy moaned, keeping her hands wrapped around David and Mitch's throbbing cocks, stroking with every thrust of Edgar's fingers into her dripping pussy. As Mitch wrapped his hand around her throat, she moaned, almost scared of the look in his eye.

"Dave, man, who ever knew what a piece of shit slut your stepdaughter is, huh? Isn't that right? Tell your stepdaddy what a piece of shit slut you are."

Amy moaned and nodded, stroking the cocks in her hands faster, bucking her body against Edgar, Tom's mouth on her breasts driving her wild.

"OH YES! I'M SUCH A FILTHY LITTLE WHORE. FUCK ME LIKE THE WHORE I AM!"
 
"OH YES! I'M SUCH A FILTHY LITTLE WHORE. FUCK ME LIKE THE WHORE I AM!"

Edgar didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed Amy by her waist and pushed her away from the throng of men, across the room, and shoved her hard against the far wall.

As the others looked on, Edgar fingered her pussy one last time before he fisted his aching cock inside her. He fucked her hard against the wall, driving his dick inside her filthy, wet pussy.

"Mm, yeah, tell me what a fucking cunt you are," he said. He drove deeper inside her, his fuckstrokes speeding up, and sucked her nipples while she took his cock like a seasoned whore.
 
Amy moaned and wrapped her legs around Edgar's waist as he slammed his cock deep inside her. She'd had dicks inside her before, lots of them, but her pussy was unusually tight and the size of him was almost too much. She screamed out in pleasure and pain and dragged her nails down his back, dripping his shirt in the process.

"Mm, yeah, tell me what a fucking cunt you are."

His words inspired her and as she looked over at the other men watching him fuck her like an animal in heat, she decided to give them a show they'd never forget.

"Mmmmm, I'm such a filthy dirty whore, baby. Fuck my cunt. You know I love a hard dick slammed inside me. Slam your cock inside me harder, baby! Fuck my tight cunt and make me scream. Treat me like the whore you know I am!"
 
"Fuck, baby, you are so hot," Edgar groaned as he fucked Amy's tight pussy even harder. He held on to her massive tits while he pumped his cock into her. Her filthy words were spurring him on, making even more aroused.

He knew the other guys were waiting to have a turn with this whore, but even if there weren't a line behind him, he wouldn't have lasted long anyway. He could feel the sperm building up inside his shaft, waiting to be released.

"Oh, God, I'm about to cum. You want me to shoot for you? Where do you want my cum, you fucking slut?"
 
Amy screamed out as Edgar slammed his cock into her tight cunt. She loved the feel of him inside her, loved the feel of any dick inside her. She tightened her pussy around his cock and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her.

She had seen enough guy's come that she knew when Edgar was ready to blow his load. She wanted to feel his cock as he spasmed inside her, but knew that the men wanted to see her covered in cum.

"Oh, God, I'm about to cum. You want me to shoot for you? Where do you want my cum, you fucking slut?"

"Come on my tits, baby, and my face. Cover me in your jizz. Brand me as your whore."
 
"Come on my tits, baby, and my face. Cover me in your jizz. Brand me as your whore."

Edgar didn't have to be told twice. He pumped into Amy's nasty pussy a few more times and finally pulled out.

"Get on your knees, you fucking cunt," he groaned, and pushed her down. He stroked his cock a few times himself and let out a loud sigh as he unleashed his thick, hot load across her huge tits. She held up her tits, as if holding up an offering, and said, in a voice so innocent it nearly drove him crazy, "You wanna give this slut some more cum?"

He did. Another stream of white sperm erupted from his shaft, and he shot it across her neck and watched it slide down to meet the other jizz already resting on her breasts.

"Such a good slut," he said, and turned to the guys behind him. "Who wants a turn with this fuckhole now?"

Mitch and Tom both raised their hands at the same time, and Edgar wondered how Amy would react. Who would she choose?
 
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