Another guy shuffled the next hand and one by one the cards were dealt. This time I had nothing but an ACE high and asked for four cards, but was told I could only get three. I took my three and ended up with a pair of ten’s which was good enough to win the round and the guy said “SHOE,” but unlike me he had socks on so tickling his foot was not as effective as it had been on mine.
Once more the guy shuffled and dealt the cards. Right off the bat I got three sevens and images of dollar bills danced in my head. As the cards were laid down and every guy had something better than my hands, from a full house to a straight. “Shoe,” I said and another guy repeated the last and had me hold my legs up high and wide while he tickled my foot.
With the next hand I felt little more sober as I lost and had to give up something that matter. “Stocking” I said demurely. Tom stood up and pulled my chair back from the table. He held my hand as he helped me stand on top of the table where we played poker. “Lift your skirt up high,” Tom commanded. Reaching down I fumbled a little as I grasped the bottom hem of the skirt in my fingers.
Hesitantly I began to lift my tight skirt up while trying to think of how to tease them more. Once I had pulled my skirt up over my waist, I felt Tom’s hand on my ankle. Standing in front of a large crowd of people I stood on the table top flashing my panties for all to see, as I felt Tom’s hand snake up my leg over my stocking. Then he hooked his fingers inside the support tops and gently tugged one stocking down and as I stepped out of it he threw it to the crowd as a souvenir. Tom used his two minutes to feel up my thighs as he stood below me looking up between my legs.
“Does she have nice legs?” Tom asked the spectators nearby as I stood mortified on the table top holding my own skirt up like some cheap stripper.
“Yes,” The crowd answered back.
As Tom helped me down from the table someone handed me a fresh drink. This one seemed to have a little more kick to it than just beer and it help sooth my nerves as the next hand was dealt. I was relieved when I actually won the next hand and one guy said belt. I decided there was not much I could do with a guy’s waist so I waved my two minutes and the next hand was dealt.
“Stocking,” I said meekly as I laid my cards down on the table. The effects of the booze had smoothed out some of my inhibitions so it was not as traumatic for me to climb up on the tabletop once more and raise my skirt for the crowd. As I looked out into the spectators I felt the hand of a stranger reaching up my leg and removing my other stocking. I stood feeling myself get wet as the hand massage my thighs and I could see several guys among the spectators getting turned on watching me flash my panties at them.
I won two more hands, getting another belt and one guy’s sock. I started to question the odds a little in my mind as I compared how much the guys had on to lose compared to me with their belts, socks and some with undershirts. When I asked about the question of belts out loud someone handed me my drink and I took another long sip of the beer and felt the rush as it went down cold but flushed through my body as a wave of warmth.
As I laid my cards down with just a ten high I was very distraught as I realized
I would now really be providing a show for the party. In my mind I debated between my skirt and my top. If my skirt than I would have my panties, but if my top my tits would be bare. How I wished I had kept my half cup bra on instead of leaving it in the car.
“Skirt,” I snapped in frustration. The guy across from me stood up and walked around to me. He pulled me up from my chair and sat down.
“Take it off bitch,” he said and I reached behind me and undid my skirt and let it fall to the floor. With one motion he grabbed my arm and jerked me down over his lap. With my body bent over his lap my upturned ass was presented for what I shockingly knew what was to happen. I began to struggle as his open palm landed on my thong covered ass.
“You’re loving this,” I said, as the second slap of his hand hit my rump. “Yes, I am bitch, you made your bet,” he said with a chuckle and an even harder whack of my ass made me wince and the sound echoed even over the blaring music.
“Take it easy cliff, I don’t want her all bruised up yet,” Tom said and his yet made me even more worried. But the spanking still stung but was not as hard.
Finally someone called out “Time.” With my cheeks bright red I got up off his lap and stood as my spanker got up out of my chair. The crowd looked on bemused as I flinched when my sore ass touched the hard wood seat of the chair.
The next hand got me a pair of dirty socks and a tennis shoe. The next had me get the stocky guy to remove his shirt. His fat repulsed me so I waived my two minutes of play time and I could tell how this irritated him as his friends made jokes about him being “Untouchable.”
With a two pair I though I was in pretty safe shape, but as I saw the flushes, straight and three of a kinds being displayed around the table my relief was short lived. “Blouse,” I said meekly and the stocky guy stood up and I regretted not having done something with him when he removed his shirt. With a motion of his finger I stood up and from the look in his eyes I knew I was in trouble.
Standing before him my chest was heaving hard as my breath quickened knowing my breast would exposed soon to all? The stocky guy reached out and undid the knot to my blouse and pushed it back on my shoulders. With my chest bared his hand reached out and took my erect nipples in each of his fingers and began to roll them hard between his thump and forefinger. As my face contorted from the pain of his pinching my tits, his smile grew wider and he chuckled as I began to moan.
The pain was so much and I reached up to stop him from pinching so hard. Suddenly from behind someone grabbed my arms and pinned them back. Steve lunged forward, but two of Tom’s friends grabbed him and pushed him away. “Stupid bitch,” the stocky guy said, “That is against the rules,” and my eyes grew immense as I saw him pull his hand back. In one sweeping motion he brought his open palm down across both my tits. I cried out and arched my back as my arms were held back making my breast jut forward, as he took another swat with his hand across both tits.
“Time.”
The crowd laughed as I feel to the floor holding my breasts in my hands, rubbing them trying to sooth the stinging that emanated from the nipples on out through my chest. Someone helped me up and dumped me back in my seat. Grabbing desperately for my drink I spilled some on the cards that were dealt to me and dribbled some more down my bare breast.
Numbly I picked up my cards; half crying I asked for three more and got nothing back but a jack high. Tom stood up “You lose,” and he grabbed me out of my seat and bent me over the back of a low-backed chair. No sooner had my feet left the ground than my thong were snatched down my legs and off. In front of everybody my shaven cunt was bared and my ass wantonly displayed over the back of the chair. The chair was cushioned but not enough to keep the backrest from digging into my hips. Hearing the chuckling and comments from the crowd, I felt like just so much meat on exhibit for their perverted entertainment. It made me feel so cheap and sluttish that a wave of pleasure flowed through my body as I pondered being naked and by body played with in front of so many people.
Tom moved behind me and playfully slapped my ass and then I looked up and saw the crowd standing around still watching as I heard Tom drop his pants. I realized I was about to be fucked in front of them all and I wanted to crawl away and hide. Almost as I reflex I tried to get up from being bent over the chair as I felt his hands on my hips and felt his prick positioned at my cunt. But, two people nearby pushed me back down. With one lunge forward I felt his rock hard cock push up inside me, causing me to let out a loud grunt. My sounds amused the crowd as they laughed and tittered while watching me being fucked in front of them. His first deep thrust made his hips slap at my naked ass still sore from the spanking I got earlier.
Tom began to fuck me harder, making me grunt and moan louder, to amuse his audience more. He pumped my cunt for what seemed like eternity before I felt him finally pull before I felt any cum sprayed inside my cunt. For a moment I wondered what was going on. Why he had stopped before Cumming inside me? Then I jumped when I felt his cock head positioned at my anus, but my arms and legs were quickly grabbed by his friends and I was held down in place. Four guys held me spread eagle over the back of the chair, one holding each of my limbs out as wide as they could stretch my body. Tom positioned himself to fuck me up my rectum. Once more I felt Tom’s hands on my hips and his cock positioned at my ass.
“Please yessss,” I screamed, which just elicited a round of laughter from the mass of onlookers. “I’ll do anything, please fuck my ass,” I pleaded and struggled against the hands that held me down.
I heard Tom chuckle with the crowd. “Go ahead fuck her up the ass,” I heard some guy from the crowd call out and then one girl in a catty voice, “God what a slut, just do her and shut her whining up, she knew what she was doing.” I could hear others chime in with their comments urging Tom too fuck me ream my asshole with his hard cock.
“I guess if you’ll do — “anything” — then you will get fucked up the ass,” Tom shouted boisterously and I felt his fingers dig deep into the flesh of my hips.
“Well fucking do it then,” I screamed back at him.
With one jerk backwards on my hips, he half pulled me over on the back of the chair as he lunged his hips forwards. I moaned uncontrollably as his cock ripped my ass open and sink deep inside my bowls.
Oh God, that’s good,” I screamed as he ploughed in to my ass as Tom bucked hard against my hips. I then held my head up in pleasure as waited in submission for Tom to finish using my ass for his sexual gratification, but Tom wanted my humiliation as much as he wanted sex. He pulled my head back by my hair and I looked up to see Cindy walking up to join the spectators.
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