by Nicola Diaz
The man at the table who Joe lost to was handsome and trim. He had a straight, angular nose and dark, wavy hair that hung to his shoulders. As soon as I got closer I had the odd sensation that I’d seen the man before. I tried to jog my memory and then it struck me- he was in the Provo times a few months ago because he was a suspect in a large heroin ring that was popping up in various parts of Nevada. I likened his persona as that of celebrity status.
As I stood quietly at the table, Joe took me gently by the hand.
“That guy with the dark hair? He had been staked for the game, itself.” Joe whispered in my ear and then shook his head, realizing that I had no idea what he meant by that.
He leaned back and whispered once more in my ear. “What that means is that two of the other guys here gave him the back-up funds if he needed them.” Joe looked across the table and then ran his hands through his hair again.
I could tell that he didn’t like talking game rules with me while they were all still sitting at the table, but I tried to act is if I understood what he had just told me.
“Well, it looks like this lady in blue had better get ready.” The drug-dealer with the wavy hair sat back with his hands resting on his thighs.
He jabbed one of the other men in the ribs and the two burst out in laughter.
“Looks like she’s raring to go.” The drug dealer snickered and then looked to his right as the others continued to laugh and stare.
Joe looked at me with a pained expression. I knew that he wasn’t going to like what proceeded, but I wanted him to know that it was all for a good cause.
“Come on, baby. Get up on this bed right here.” Red patted the table with his hand and then shoved some of the poker chips to the side.
The others sat back and waited with anticipation as I stepped cautiously closer to the table.
“Come on now. Get going. We don’t got all night.” Red smacked his lips and then pounded the table with his fist which sent the others into roaring into a blast of laughter.
I lifted up my dress so that I could get my legs in position, then I hoisted my ass up on the lower lip of the table. The men sat back and watched as I got my balance, then one of them started to move the chips and cards to the side.
“Here you go. Now you got the whole table to sprawl out on.” One of them spoke to me but my eyes were on Joe as he sat in silence, surrounded by poker players, yet very much alone in his thoughts.
Act III
Chapter 7
“I think I ought to be the first one to check out our specimen, don’t you think?” The drug dealer took his hand and ran it along the curve of my back.
“She looks like she’s going to taste real good, boys. Don’t you think?” He chuckled and then in one motion, ripped the side of my dress down so that it hung off my shoulder.
“She’s got some nice looking skin, so that’s a good sign.” He laughed and then looked at the others as they watched with satisfaction.
“Better make sure that her pussy isn’t tainted.” Red piped up and then sat back with his arms folded across his chest. I wanted to punch him square in the face, but I knew that wasn’t part of the arrangement. I didn’t need Joe dealing with any surprises.
“Go ahead and see if she’s fresh.” He continued egging on the drug dealer and the others watched as they sipped on their drinks.
The drug dealer yanked the other side of my dress, and then pulled it down to my waist. I shivered as my skin met the cool air. He reached behind my back and tore off my bra, then twirled it around on his finger.
“Who wants an over-the-shoulder boulder holder?” He rocked his hips back and forth a few times which sent the other men into another fir of laughter. Then he tossed it up into the air and watched as it landed on the massive pile of poker chips.
“All right, baby. Scoot a little closer.” The drug dealer wiggled his finger at me and gestured for me to move toward him. I squeezed out a smile and then slid over. He grabbed me by the breasts and then rubbed them forcefully with his hands.
“Okay, boys. They’re real!” He chuckled and the others bellowed in laughter.
I could tell that a few of them were really drunk by now. I leaned back and then spread my legs open a little bit because I knew what was coming next.
“You got to get your fingers in there and find out if she’s wet or dry.” Red called out from the table and the drug dealer raised his eyebrows.
“Ah, yes, you’re right. We better check out that important information.” The drug dealer grabbed my thighs and then rubbed them a few times with his big, calloused hands.
I could never bear to tell Joe, but the rough handling turned me on, and I actually felt a surge of sexual energy rise within me as his behavior got rougher. He reached for my waist and drew me closer, and then he pulled down my black panties and held them up in the air.
“I got one pair of damp panties for sale. Any takers?” He grinned while the others laughed, and Joe just buried his head in his hands.
Without any announcement, the drug dealer groped my pussy with his hand. He rubbed it a few times and looked me in the eye. I didn’t want to admit that it felt good, but I could sense myself growing moist beneath his touch. He jammed a few fingers up into my hole, and then twisted them around until he had them as far up inside me as they’d reach.
I looked at Joe and realized for the first time that he looked a little bit more relaxed. It was hard for me to believe, but it crossed my mind that he might just have started to enjoy what he was seeing. I closed my eyes and let my body go with the rhythm of the fingers circling wildly inside me. Then it stopped. He pulled them out and held them up in the air above his head.
“I’d say that she’s got a pretty wet one.” He kept his fingers held high as the men looked on with lascivious stares.
“Why don’t you lick ‘em?” Red gave the drug dealer a suggestion and Joe raised his eyebrows.
I wished I could read minds at that moment because I wanted to know what Joe was thinking at that precise moment, but only my imagination could answer for my curiosity. Just then the drug dealer slid his finger in his mouth and closed his eyes. He rubbed his stomach wit his hand and then smiled.
“Tastes like nectar.” He wiped off his fingers and then looked at me with a seductive stare. I gave Joe a sideways glance and then drew in a deep breath. I knew that this was going to get more intense, and I had a feeling that I’d be able to handle it. However, I wasn’t so sure about Joe.
Chapter 8
“I’m one of the other two that staked in this game, so let me in.” One of the players who had been relatively quiet for the last half hour piped up and then stepped forward.
Joe and Red sat back and I looked at the drug dealer for confirmation. I had never been manhandled, and I had never had sex with more than one man at a time. I wasn’t so sure that I was going to enjoy this, but a spark of excitement rose inside me and I decided to just let myself go.
The man who stepped forward had dark hair and a thick, southern accent. He looked at me with a curious grin, then without a word unzipped his jeans and shook them down to the floor. I could already predict what was coming next.
“You know, before we get her into the hot and heavy, I think we ought to warm her up.” He inched closer and then ran a hand down my face.
I smiled and he grinned. “Yeah. I think she needs to give me a good old fashioned hand job before we go any further.” With that, he grabbed my wrist and pressed my palm down on his cock.
I
looked him in the eye and then squeezed it with my hand. He smiled and I started to rub in short, rhythmic motions while he stood in front of the table. I could feel him grow hard underneath my touch and it turned me on when he finally grunted, flew back and came in a hot, sticky mess all over my hand.
“Shit! That was some good hand.” The man laughed and then turned away.
I felt awkward looking at Joe, but it was hard not to check in and see how he was doing. I craned my
neck and was just about to give him a smile when the drug dealer stepped forward and grabbed my wrist.
“I want you to suck my dick.” He smiled at me and then looked at his fellow players.
“Then, I’m going to lick that pussy of yours all over.” His words and his stance took me off guard. I counted him as the most intimidating of all the men, and I wondered what he was capable of.
Without another word he shoved my face against his cock and then guided me to place it into his mouth. I was intimidated beyond words because of his size, but I played it off and opened wide. Slowly, I licked the head of his cock and watched as it danced back and forth with affection. Then I slid as much as the giant cock into my mouth as I could. At one point, I gagged, but he continued to press my face further down his shaft. I didn’t even want to think about what Joe was doing, but it was hard not to let my mind wander.
The drug dealer grunted and then pulled back, just as I was about to gag for a second time.
“Okay, baby. That was a nice glimpse of what you’re capable of. Now let me get a taste of you. Spread them legs and let me have a lick.” He moved toward the table and then pushed me back so that his face was level with my pussy.
Then he nudged his face into my wet, warm bounty. I knew that if Joe could see everything he’d be in a state of emotional turmoil.
I wondered what was coming next and before I could ask, the other player had made his way into the circle.
“I’ve been sitting by patiently, so I want the first round in that pussy.” He pushed me down and then hoisted his cock up so that it was positioned on top of my hole.
Then he grabbed it with confidence and inserted it into my hole as I cried out with unexpected pleasure.
“Now we’re talking!” He laughed and penetrated me with force as I slid back and forth on the table, the poker chips sliding onto the floor in the process.
“Okay, okay, buddy. Don’t get carried away, because we still need to test out her ass.” The other player stepped forward, apparently rested from his hand job.
He played with my tits as the other guy slid inside my hole one more time. I watched with interest as the two laughed, obviously enthralled with the sexual adventure. Then the player who wanted my ass got behind me and told me to bend over.
I leaned forward and as soon as I did, caught sight of Joe in my peripheral vision. I hadn’t seen his expression in awhile, but it looked like he was just as distraught as before. The man got behind me and slapped me on the ass a few times. Then without any warning, he positioned himself right at the center of my hole and jammed his cock inside me as hard as he could. I shrieked. It was the most intense pain I had ever encountered.
He rammed it inside me three more times until I moaned in pleasure. I didn’t know how to express the sensation, but it was a combination of both incredible pleasure and a hint of pain. My mid reeled with thoughts about how much more I could endure. For a moment I thought about yelling and climbing off the table, but then the darker side of my desires surfaced. I knew that there was a part of me that was really enjoying the sensation, so I allowed him to continue.
Chapter 9
“All right, fellas. We need to make sure that we don’t get her too tired for the grand finale.” The drug dealer stood in front of me and I gazed into his mysterious eyes. He reminded me of a mix between a rugged cowboy and a dapper model. From what I’d heard about him, he had more than enough women to keep him occupied. I didn’t mind. In fact, I felt a pang of guilt as I watched him pull out his cock and get ready to slide it back inside me again.
After he had positioned himself in a way that enabled him to get a good grip on my body, he forcefully slid his cock inside my hole. I cried out because it felt better than I had expected. Before I could think about what was going to happen next, one of the other players got next to him and started to press his cock against me, as well. Were they both going to try and jam their cocks inside me at the same time? The thought was almost too much.
In a few seconds, as if in perfect unison, they had inserted both of their giant cocks at the entrance of my hole. I backed up with anticipation. I wasn’t sure if my body would be able to handle this, I smiled at the thought just before the final thrust.
“Let it rip, boy.” The drug dealer spoke to his comrade and then drew a deep breath before he jammed his cock deep inside me.
I moaned from both a mixture of pleasure and pain. The other player pushed inside me, as well, and I winced because I didn’t know if I could handle the force of their cocks at once.
“She thinks that’s all we have for her?” The third player stepped up and then laughed as he watched the other two jam themselves inside me.
I grabbed my tits and played with my nipples as they continued to slide in and out of me with force and fervor. The lighting in the poker room grew dim and the energy grew stronger. All three of the men were fixated with getting as deep inside of me as they could, and I would do whatever I could to see that they were all satisfied.
“She’s taking it pretty good so far.” The drug dealer threw back his head and then grabbed me around my waist as he jammed his cock inside me.
The other two backed off, and then they resorted to a series of turn-taking insertions with me. Whatever player wasn’t inside of me simply stood back and grabbed at my tits until it was his turn, and they all took great pleasure in seeing that I accepted all of their advances. Just when I thought that
I had endured enough and that they were slowing down, the three of them pushed their way in front of me and grabbed their cocks to see how much more thy could get inside me. I looked down and watched as each of them, their bodies now bathed in sweat, penetrated me with the full girth of their manhood. It was an experience that I couldn’t have imagined in my wildest dreams, and I wondered how soon it would be over. The other players at the table, aside form Joe, cheered them on with laughter and conversation. For me, it was one of the most intense nights of my life.
“Time to bid her goodbye, boys.” The drug dealer spoke for all of them, and then started to pick up his clothes from the floor.
“Some of us have some money that’s itching to be burned.” He grinned and then pulled his shirt over his head and looked at the others for recognition.
They, too, started to pick up their clothes and get dressed. I leaned back on the table and took a deep breath. Then I watched the players as they slowly gathered their belongings and started to walk out of the room.
I didn’t want to make eye contact with Joe, but then I remembered that I had done it all for a good cause. I had done it so that we could save ourselves from complete financial ruin. I knew that as hard as it might have been for Joe to watch me get manhandled and fucked, that deep down he knew that I did it with a good heart and with honest intentions.
“Hey, baby, are you oaky?” He walked beside me and picked up my crumpled blue dress from the floor. I nodded my head and then gave his hand a squeeze.
“Let’s get out of here.” I managed to force out a wry smile, and then I leaned forward and slid off the table.
The poker chips were still in a pile and the empty drink glasses from all of the players were scattered around the room. Joe put his arm around my shoulder and then guided me out of the room. We climbed into the land Rover once we were outside, and drove most of the way home in silence. All I wanted to do was get a batch and go to bed.
Just as we were about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, Joe heard a chirp on his phone. “Who could be texting me at three a.m.?”
He rolled over and reached for his phone. I pulled the covers up to my chin and waited to hear what he had to report. He slapped his hand on his forehead and then sat up to light a cigarette.
“What is it, Joey?” I didn’t mind our sleep being interrupted, but my curiosity would have to be appeased first.
“It’s my boy Victor. He just invited me to oversee a high stakes poker game down in Salt Lake next weekend.” He shook his head with a sigh.
“Can you even picture me getting involved in another game like tonight’s?” He shook his head one more time and then took a drag on his cigarette. To his surprise, I smiled and then nodded my head.
“I actually can picture it, Joey. What are the odds of you losing again? And besides, even if you do lose…” I paused and then gave him a curious grin.
“Well, there’s always a way out of it if I’m with you.” I gave him a rub on the knee and he looked at me with a surprised grin.
“But why don’t you try to just relax for the rest of the night?” I eased him down to his back and then ran my hand between his legs. He smiled and closed his eyes, just as I rubbed my face on his big, hard cock.
“Baby, you’re the best.” Joe whispered and then closed his eyes.
I knew how to make him relax, and I was ready to get him where he wanted to be. I opened my mouth and slowly pushed his cock inside it. Then I closed my eyes and imagined the excitement of what lied ahead of us on our journey.
