Chapter 18 Crazy Poker

A few weeks ago, my husband Bob asked me if I could help him with a poker party on the weekend, and he had three business clients living in another city not far from our city, and they asked my husband to find a female dealer, or a maid, or a bartender and go to their place for a poker night event.

The women I found serve them, pouring wine, delivering snacks and snacks.

After thinking about it, I agreed to do it myself.At least I can do it for them and stay with my husband, it's better than letting them find other women.

On this weekend, my husband brought me a set of clothes worn by the waiter at the cocktail party.

It was a pure white top, a black short skirt that was very short, just enough to cover the butt, and it was very thin. Once you walked around, it would swing back and forth, exposing your thighs and butt, as well as mercerated stockings that grew up at the base of your thighs, and bright red thong underwear.

Why wear such sexy clothes?

I asked him, you have to explain it to me clearly, are you trying to make something strange?Let me tell you, I won't do that, I won't do anything out of the ordinary, Bob.

Don't worry Ah, dear,

Bob said, it’s just that sex makes you dress sexy and you won’t have any sexual contact, I’ve already emphasized this to them.I don't want you to have sex with those guys, but just play some games to make those guys feel that you are sexy and coquettish. Don't you like this too?Just be a cocktail waiter, be sexy, sway your ass, brighten your thighs, and let them drool at your sexy body, that's it.

Bob continued: I just wanted them to see me find a lively, cheerful, sexy, charming cocktail party waiter, but she is not a prostitute, nor a slut, and of course, not my wife.I don't want them to know that you are my wife and I am your husband.They are all very important clients and I hope they have fun.If they are restrained, they will feel bored.

Oh, I thought about it for a while, and felt that his idea was not wrong, so I agreed.

Well, it’s just a little exposure, a little rubbing, a little flirting, and a little flirting. There shouldn’t be too much.

This party was very important to him, and even if those guys were interested in me, they would not hurt me.

My husband and I have been living a happy life and have a harmonious sex life for nine years.

We have a lot of love and are very happy. Bob is a master of sex.

However, married women sometimes worry, and I don’t know if she is still attractive to other men now.

So, I promised Bob, with joy in my voice.

In fact, when I agreed to him, I felt the sexual impulse in my heart.

The party was held in Chuck's apartment, one of my husband's three business clients, one of the other two, one named Al and the other named Darn.

When we arrived at Chuk's house, the three of them were already in the room. They expressed their voices that they liked my outfit very much.

After a few greetings, they started playing poker, and I poured wine and ended snacks for them like a professional waiter.

When I walked up to Bob, he reached out and patted my ass.

I think this is a trick of him.

The reason why he did this was to tell those men that he and I were not a couple, and on the other hand, we wanted me to be more coquettish.

After a few minutes, Bob came to the kitchen and he hugged me with one hand and kissed me, not just a light kiss, but a deep kiss that stuck his tongue into my mouth.

Then he hugged me tightly in his arms, rubbing my butt and pinching my breasts.

At this moment, I went over my husband's shoulder and saw the man named Chuk peeking at us.

But Bob didn't notice someone was looking at us, maybe he didn't care at all, and he continued to tease me.

He made me feel comfortable, so I didn't want to stop him.

He kept kissing me and stroked me, and I responded to him with the same movements and enthusiasm.

Seeing my husband and I make out in the kitchen, Chuck felt that I was an easy-to-get-get-a-lifetime woman.

After a while, I walked out of the kitchen with drinks in my hands.

Chuk intercepted me halfway, pulled me and kissed me, and put his hand on my butt.

I resisted a little, but it didn't stop Chuk.

Chuk is a very cute man. He looks a bit like one of my boyfriends who I had intimate relationships when I was in college, so I am not too disgusted with being kissed and touched by him.

Moreover, I was holding the drinks in both hands, and I couldn’t push him away. Haha, can’t I really push him away?

What the hell know!

Chuk kissed me hard for a long time, his hands rubbing my ass, and then his hands moved upwards, stroking them from my waist to my breasts.

I was gasping for a while by him rubbing it, and it was the first time in years that I was touched and kissed by a man other than my husband.

He excited me, I liked this feeling very much, and I also put my tongue into Chuk's mouth to let him know how I felt.

At this time, Chuk's hands slid between our bodies, stroked my lower abdomen, and then touched my vagina through my skirt.Oh, baby, I feel so comfortable!

I moaned, pushing my pussy forward, tighter with his hands.After making out for about 3 minutes, we separated. I walked into the living room and poured drinks for the men who were playing cards.

After pouring the drinks, I stood between Chuk and Al and watched them play cards.

Chuk reached out to stroke my ass while playing poker, and everyone could see what he was doing.

My pussy started to flow, and I felt a little embarrassed, but I didn't push his hand away, nor did I leave. I like being touched and I like being peeped.

The other two men turned to look at my husband Bob, as if they wanted to see if he would object to Chuck's touching me, but he just smiled.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that they didn't know that Bob and I were husband and wife. They thought I was hired by Bob to serve them, and maybe I was just a sex toy that they could play with.

So, Bob didn't intend to stop Chuck from touching me, and of course, I didn't want to stop him either.

In this way, encouraged by Bob's disapproval, Chuk's hands began to boldly rub my butt, thighs and vagina.

Oh, I feel so comfortable.

His gentle caress made me slowly excited.

Oh, God Ah, just being touched by other men in front of my husband made me feel an evil pleasure in my heart, and being touched while being watched by men made me feel incredibly excited.

Although they didn't necessarily see what Chuk's hands were doing under my skirt, they could imagine what he was doing from Chuk's movements, from the shaking of the hem of the skirt and my expression.

After stroking my lower body for a while, Chuck patted my butt and asked me to pour him a glass of wine, so I left the room.

The men continued playing cards for the next time, but they already thought I was a slutty woman, so whenever I brought them a drink to them, or stopped next to someone to watch them play cards, they would reach out to stroke my butt and I would respond with my butt sway.

Several men were encouraged and stroked my body more recklessly, and some people inserted their fingers between the cracks of my legs to touch my vagina.

Of course, this kind of stroke made me excited, so I didn't stop them.

As soon as I stopped and stood beside them and watched them play cards, the men on both sides of me always stroked my butt one by one, the other one stroked my breasts, and the two of them played with me together made me feel very exciting.

Obviously, they want to tease my sexual desire, and maybe they want to rape me together.

Although I was a little nervous, I saw my husband watching his wife be played with by his friends with great pleasure, and, to be honest, I really liked the feeling of being stroked by other men in front of my husband, so I stood there, letting them caress my thighs, my butt, and even my pussy under my skirt.

Whenever I stand next to them, I will spread my legs and let their fingers easily stroke my pussy.

And as long as they put their hands into my vagina, they would always push my labia away, rub my clitoris, and try to insert their fingers into my vagina, but I shook my body and prevented them from inserting it, and even Bob was not allowed to insert it.

I just let them stroke and suck outside my vagina, I like this feeling, and I really started to be excited, my vaginal fluid kept flowing out, wetting my thong underwear, and those men obviously had noticed it.

Gradually, I went from a waitress to their sex toy, and someone suggested using me as a reward, and whoever wins would give me the reward to whom, and this suggestion was responded to by all men.

After a man wins, I will sit on his thigh, and he can caress and play with me as he plays cards in the next round.

In this way, maybe he won't concentrate too much on playing cards, then the next time it may be someone else's winning, and I will be passed on to the next man who wins the cards.

They called me the Poker Award or, according to Chuck, the Poker Award (in the original English text, the Poker Award is PkerPrize, and the Poker Award is Pke-herPrize. The author uses the approximate pronunciation to imply the meaning of the reward, but when translated into Chinese, this hint cannot be expressed by the translator's note). In one of the next three games, Chuck won, and he asked me to stand on his thigh and dance.

All right!

I agreed to his challenge, took off my shoes, stood bent my knees on his thighs, swaying my ass, shaking my breasts against his face.

His hands slid up against my legs, sliding all the way into my skirt, then flipped my skirt upwards, leaving my crotch completely exposed.

I closed my eyes and my body swayed to the rhythm of the music, intoxicated by the melody of the music and his caress.

Chuk rubbed my vagina, and he pushed aside the thin straps on my thong crotch, separated my labia with his fingers, and fumbled to find my clitoris and rubbed it.

I was almost at orgasm, with vagina dripping with vaginal fluid, my legs trembling and I could no longer stand, so I sat on his knees, hugged his neck and kissed him affectionately.

This passionate performance set the tone for the rest of the night. The entire poker game process was added with erotic and lewd content. The winning or losing of the game was no longer a small amount of money, and a beautiful and sexy living woman was added.

Every man wants to play with me, and I pass it between men like a doll, and every man is stimulated and released by sexual desire in the actions of constantly exploring my body's secrets.

At this time, it was my husband Bob who bid, but he had no money because this bid would cost $50.

Bob took out his watch as collateral, but Chuck objected.He said: Don't use your watch as collateral, I suggest using this woman's underwear as collateral.

Bob turned to look at me, hoping I could agree.

But I felt very embarrassed, and I was speechless for a moment, and I couldn't even express my meaning by nodding or shaking my head. I felt that I couldn't breathe.

Bob knew I was in a dilemma, so he lowered his head and stopped looking at me, and whispered: OK!

Several men were very excited and they quickly started dealing cards.

There is no doubt that he lost, Bob lost the game, and I had to take off my underwear in front of several men and hand it over to them.

Several men's eyes stared at me excitedly. I had no choice but to slowly lift my skirt and slowly pull my underwear off my butt.

The men made a tsk sound, and their eyes shone as my bright red thong panties faded away little by little.

Wow!

oh!

The men exuded lewd admiration and ridicule.

Bob took his panties out of my hand and threw them into the small jar of money on the table.

Chuk reached over and stroked my panties.

Then, although the new game began, the men's eyes were still staring at my body.

My face turned red, just like the bright red panties I just took off.

Now, I stood in front of those men, without wearing underwear, my short skirt could not stop their gaze at all. They looked at my vagina without underwear protection greedily.

I felt the cool breeze gently blowing my butt, and the cool breath came from the hem of my short skirt, blowing my wet vagina and thighs.

Oh, so comfortable and exciting!

What should I do now?

They kept stroking my ass all night, their hands even reaching into my skirt.

Now there is no barrier between their hands and my wet cave.

Only Bob has entered that cave over the years.

But now, do you want me to open my secret hole to several other men?

Thinking of this, my face started to have a fever and my vagina was also having a fever.

I felt my vagina burning, as if it was about to fall out of my stomach along my thighs.

Well, I'll get you some drinks.

I murmured, my legs trembling and walked back to the kitchen.

Chuk won this game, so when they played the next game, I became Chuk's doll.

I stood beside him, his hands touching from his thigh to his butt under my skirt, and he kept touching me while playing cards.

However, he didn't play with my pussy directly.

In the next few games, the men did not act more excessively on me, and they did not play with my vagina, which was no longer protected by underwear, as if they did not want to take advantage of the situation.

After a game of cards, the man who won the cards intercepted me in the hall next to the kitchen. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me, stroked my breasts, put his hands on my thighs, and then touched my skirt upwards, all the way to my mons pubis.

He inserted his fingers between my legs and pushed my legs to spread them apart, so I opened my legs a little, allowing his fingers to rub against my labia.

Later, he found my vaginal opening, first inserted a finger, and then inserted a second one.

I was fascinated by him and pressed my butt toward his hand, looking forward to greater excitement.

His fingers were twitching in my vagina, and he pressed his thumb against my clitoris and rubbed it.

Ah！

My secret part that only Bob touched me was finally inserted into another man's finger. He excited me and made me crazy!

I moaned in joy, we were still kissing, my moan was swallowed into his stomach.

Al was going to go through the hall to the bathroom, but he stopped when he saw us there.

He saw Daen's hand sinking deep into my skirt and my legs were spread wide open, and he could surely guess where Daen's finger was inserted from our movements.

This shows that tonight's sex game has been upgraded, and soon they will enter my body and my hot and humid pussy.

oh!

Stranger men are about to occupy my most secret private space, which was once Bob's forbidden body. Well, let him see how I was raped by other men!

I closed my eyes and relaxed my body and mind, and the muscles in my vagina squeezed my twitching fingers.

After a while, Daen stopped thrusting, pulled his fingers out of my body, and licked and ate my vaginal fluid that was stained with his fingers.

Then we kissed affectionately and separated.

Back in the men's card-playing room, the game just ended, Chuk won again, and he asked me to dance the knee dance again.

He sat in a high-backed class chair, holding my hand, and I shook my body on his knees.

Then I straddled his thighs, rubbing my hips left and right against his thighs, and pressed my tits against his face.

Chuck turned around and took an empty wine bottle from the table next to him, the kind of German wine-produced bottle with a slender bottleneck. He controlled the last few drops of the bottle and then clamped the bottle between his legs and approached his crotch.

The bottle's slender neck was facing upwards, like his hard penis standing between his legs. Next to the bottle, his pants were pushed up by a big bag. I'm sure there was his rock-hard penis.

I looked at the bottle, not sure what he wanted to do.What are you doing?

I asked.He replied: Come on, sit down, sit on the bottle, come on.

I looked at the bottle, oh!My God!

It was like a huge cock pointing directly between my legs, and I swung my naked pussy on it.

I turned to look at my husband Bob, then at the other men, and then back at Bob, all looking at me with anticipation, and they answered my inquiry gaze with lustful eyes, and they all wanted me to do as Chuk said.

No one made a sound, but they held their breath and stared at me.

Bob looked at me with a special look, and I could understand what he meant. He begged me to do it bravely.

Chuk grabbed my hands and pulled me towards his body and pressed down.

Now my focus is completely on that bottle, what would it feel if it enters my body?

I've decided to do it, oh, it's so evil!

I slowly sat down and carefully aimed at the position, and I was about to be stabbed into Ah!

After the men who have been stroking it just now, my vagina is already looking forward to a hard thing to fill it, insert it hard, and then thrust it back and forth!

I looked down at the slender bottleneck standing upwards. The hem of the skirt was shaking on it. I slowly sat down a few inches, and my knees squatted down a few more minutes, and the slender bottleneck was covered by the swings.

All the men were watching the bottleneck little by little as they were approaching my pussy, their eyes and faces full of excitement.

I moved down a little more, and at this time my vaginal opening was already facing the bottleneck.

But now I can't see it at all, and I can only feel its position with my hands and pussy.

I closed my eyes and focused on feeling the direction and strength of my sitting down.

I continued to sit down, feeling the cold and slender bottleneck pressing against the inner side of my thighs slowly towards my vagina, little by little, little by little, getting closer and closer, and it was about to penetrate into my vagina.

Move one inch down, oh!

Yes!

Now I could feel that it had reached between my labia and the vaginal opening.

God Ah!

It was such a hard thing that poked my vaginal opening and I hope it poked in.

The only thing I can do now is keep sitting down and letting it enter my body.

So I sat down and slowly sat down, oh, oh, I felt it penetrated into my hidden part little by little, and I couldn't help screaming.

Ah！

This hard and cold thing had been completely inserted into my body. I slowly lifted my body and sat down slowly to let it penetrate deeper into my body.

Then, I kept lifting my body again and again, and then sat down. The speed became faster and faster and stronger. I let the bottleneck do piston movements in my vagina.

I shouted, Ah, Ah, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh...

With each twitch, it went one inch more into my body and I felt like it had been inserted into my uterus.

I put my hands on Chuk's shoulders to maintain balance, and I knew I was performing for them myself.

Four men opened their eyes wide and watched my crazy behavior, watching me fuck myself with a beer bottle, I love it to fuck me like this!

My dear husband and three strange men were watching me by my side. They all hoped that the slender and hard thing would rape me, fill my vaginal fluid and let it bring me sexual orgasm.

I continued to move my body up and down, letting the long glass pillar almost completely leave my body, and then sat down hard and swallowed it completely with my vagina.

I felt its hard cylinder going all the way through my body, reaching the mouth of my uterus. I really hope it can penetrate into my uterus and penetrate into my body.

In this way, I controlled the bottle freely, letting it go in and out of my body, and I enjoyed this glass penis, making it raped me harder, faster and deeper.

A finger touched my clitoris, oh!

Good Ah, I need this kind of caress, please caress me!

Oh, oh, okay, another finger is coming to stroke me, good Ah, good Ah, I'm going to climax Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, I'm trembling, my legs are weak, I can't stand.

I held Chuk's shoulders tightly with both hands so that I could not fall off his legs.

Although I still closed my eyes, I could see the colorful and starry lights shining in front of me.

Chuk held my waist with his hand and helped me get out of the glass penis. He put me on his legs and I collapsed on his chest, gasping hard, and I didn't know where I was now.

After a few minutes, I finally recovered from the climax just now and felt extremely embarrassed.

I now know where I am: I fucked myself in a bottle in front of three strange men, and showed my sexual orgasm in a very lewd manner.

Although they can't see my vagina until now, no one has seen it, they can completely learn from my crazy movements how I was raped by a beer bottle.

I turned to look at the men, their eyes full of lust, envy and warmth.

They were so happy to see me serving myself and enjoying myself, and they all wanted me to be happy and satisfied.

I expressed my gratitude to them with my eyes, it was a really wonderful experience!

I'm so glad I didn't miss such enjoyment, I'm so glad I didn't pretend to refuse such enjoyment seriously.

I stood up and went to the bathroom, and I played with my pussy for a while.Oh, what a beautiful and warm feeling Ah!

Come out of the bathroom, Bob stops me in the hall, he holds me and kisses me, saying that I am great, he loves me very much.

I thank him for giving me such an opportunity and telling him that I love him too and that I love this way of happiness even more.

I said, why don’t we have fun anymore?He smiled, patted my ass, and kissed me gently.

Several men continued to play cards, and I continued to serve them tea and water.

I am willing to let them caress me at will, and of course, they do caress my body freely.

I provided them with my breasts, butt and pussy and let them touch and play with it. I really liked it.

Generally speaking, when I stand between two men and pour water for them, they will stroke me together, one person touching my breasts and the other person touching my ass.

Sometimes, they would stroke my lower body together, and then I lay down on the table, spreading my legs so that they could easily touch my butt and vagina.

Their fingers separated my labia minora and then inserted their fingers into my vagina, one, two, three, four, oh!

My God Ah!

The two men each inserted two fingers into my vagina and kept thrusting.

Oh, I sat down and let my fingers penetrate deeper, I like this feeling Ah!

Later, two fingers retreated from my vagina and rubbed up and down in my butt groove.

I shook my butt and told him that I like him touching me like this.

At this time, my fingers were circled on my anus, oh!

God, it's so comfortable!

I wonder if he is going to insert it into my asshole.

Just as he was thinking, his fingers had already pressed forward, and my butt was pushed back, and his fingers went in, one inch, two inches, and then he twisted his fingers in a circle, then started to thrust.

The two people's fingers were twitching in my vagina and anus, and I could feel their fingers rubbing against each other through the thin layer of flesh.

I screamed, moaned and shook my butt and let those fingers rape me deeper.

I was so excited, so excited that my vaginal fluid kept flowing out, flowing down my legs and onto the floor.

I didn't reach orgasm this time, but next time, when two other men Chuck pointed at me and Bob rubbed my clitoris, I had another orgasm.

In the following time that night, the men seemed to have quieted down from the madness just now, and they were much gentler than they had just now.

They just asked me to sit on their thighs and occasionally gently stroke my breasts, or thighs, or mons pubis.

At about 1 a.m., the game finally ended.

Bob and I kept stroking each other’s genitals as we drove home.

As soon as we entered the house, we immediately started having sex, as if we were a teenager, doing it very crazy and doing it until early in the morning.

The next day, we felt exhausted throughout the day, but we felt very worth it.

Later, I told my close friend Aiwei about this experience. She was also very excited when she heard it and repeatedly asked me about the details.

I was also very excited. When describing every detail to her, it seemed as if I had experienced the experience that I had once again.

Ivy listened to my story excitedly, as she reached orgasm as she reached her orgasm when I talked about me styling on the bottle.

But why didn't you let those men actually have sex with you?

Ivy seemed to be a little impressed.

I don't know either.Maybe I haven't really let go yet, or Bob is not as tolerant as he is, or those men are afraid that gang rape a receptionist will cause some trouble. Anyway, the situation at that time did not develop in that direction, and everyone seems to have a tacit understanding that it is the best choice to go to the point.

I replied.To be honest, I don’t know why those men didn’t think about rape me at that time.

Hello, my dear, if you have another party like this next time, how about you bring me with you?I think we can have two hostesses, find more men and add more entertainment projects.Do you know?I always fantasize about being a stripper, imagining how I took off my clothes and danced in front of a large group of men, and inserted all kinds of things into my vagina in front of them.This kind of thought really makes me crazy!

Ivy murmured in heat.

To be honest, Ivy is a very beautiful and sexy woman with a slim figure and fair skin. I'm sure men will like her.Bob often told me that he really wanted to be intimate with Ivy.

In fact, I am eagerly looking forward to the next party.

In fact, we are already planning such a party, Bob, and those three men. Of course, next time we will invite more men, about eight to ten.

I like the feeling of being pampered and sought after by a group of men, and I also like watching them fascinated by my pornographic performance.

At that time, maybe Bob will agree to let those men actually have sex with me, so that all of them can directly ejaculate into my vagina, oh!

I am looking forward to the next party very much. I want to perform for them, I want them to stroke, I want to suck each of their cocks, I also want them to penetrate one by one, making me die...