Night of poker turns into a fun party... [FMFM] | 2016

The evening began the way so many do - with beer, wine, and friendly $5-buy-in poker. Our group was a little smaller tonight than it had been in the past, but no less fun than any other night. There were four of us - aside from me was J, a slightly-older local hipster artist, D, a local actress with a wild streak, and R, her exotic and fun-loving roommate. After enough alcohol had been consumed to lower any inhibitions, J and I convinced the girls to start using clothing to bet. Round after round, the lead bounced between D (who was, I think, fairly eager to bet her shirt and bra, exposing her shapely C-cup breasts and slim figure) and J (who had convinced most of us to forego the pinot and lager for Vodka-Red Bulls). After an hour or so, every player at the table was completely nude, with piles of won and lost clothing before them on the table.

R and I took an opportunity for a smoke break. Wrapping myself in a towel, I stepped onto the front porch. R tried her best to wrap herself with a towel, but no matter what she did either her large and shapely cleavage poured from the top or her firm ass cheeks peeked from the bottom. The conversation turned to my relationship with D, a casual on-again off-again affair that never seemed to really go past casual sex, but also never seemed to truly end. A bit sheepishly, R admitted a bit of a crush on me. She told me that she’d always thought I was cute, and that what she heard about me from D made her always wonder what a night with me would be like. I moved in close to her, tossing the cigarette away, and puller her waist towards mine. Before I really knew what I was doing, I had engulfed her in a kiss that was passionate enough, or surprising enough, to make her forget that she was clad only in the towel. It slid slightly from her grasp and lowered to show most of her olive-colored breasts, the edge of the towel held up just enough to cover her rapidly-hardening nipples. We pulled each other close, feeling warm skin tingle against warm skin, as we kissed again and again.

Minutes later, D opened the door and told us to get inside already. She and J had apparently been watching us through the window while occupied on the couch. When we entered, D went back to the couch and snuggled under J’s arm. Her hand slipped down to J’s hard dick and began (or perhaps resumed) stroking it. J turned D’s face towards his and kissed her, slowly and deeply. R had closed the door and dropped her towel. For the first time I saw all of her curvy figure, D-cup breasts, and small landing strip of pubic hair between her legs. She came towards me and sat me down on the recliner. She kissed me on the lips, then the neck as she slowly began unwrapping my towel. As she exposed my cock, already amazingly hard, she began stroking it with her left hand. She kissed me again and then pulled her head down to my waist, sliding the head of my dick into her mouth. Her hot, wet mouth almost sent me over the edge, and I subconsciously moaned. I looked over to the couch to see D’s head bobbing quickly up and down in J’s lap, his hands resting in her hair and his head laid back in pleasure. The only sounds in the room was the quick, high-pitched sucks coming from D’s mouth, and the sound of R’s tongue gently working it’s way up and down my cock.

R started to gently caress and massage my testicles as she started moving her head back and forth along the length of my shaft. She was taking my cock all the way into her mouth and it occurred to me that she had quite excellent control over her gag reflex. She looked up and me while on her knees sucking, and slipped her hand between her own legs. She began rubbing herself as she closed her eyes and continued bobbing up and down on my hard penis. I heard sounds from the couch and looked over just in time to see that D was now straddling J’s hips, and his dick was sliding slowly into her wet and waiting pussy. D looked back at me and fondled a breast as she gently started riding J, her hips sliding up and down and pushing him deep into and out of her. I pulled R’s face from it’s position in my lap up to my lips and kissed her as I moved to let her sit on the recliner. I quickly kissed my way down her neck, her chest, and her midsection, all while hearing D’s soft gasping. I knew I could make R do better...

As my lips came to rest between R’s legs, she gasped and parted them as far as she could. Her pussy was already soaking wet, and my lips and tongue slid easily around it’s folds and gently massaged her clit. As my tongue found its mark the first time, R let out a breathy moan. Immediately afterwards, D also let out a soft moan. As I teased and taunted, R’s moans and sighs got louder and more intense, while D’s did the same, creating a cacophony of pleasure-induced moans. R came quickly and suddenly, her legs shivering and her breath hitching. I took the opportunity to kiss my way up her chest and neck, and gently start rubbing her soaking pussy with the head of my member. One of my favorite memories is the look in her eyes right then - a combination of lust and desperate need - she had to have me, and she had to have me right then. I slowly pushed the head of my cock in as she pulled me close and buried her head in my shoulder, a squeaky moan exiting her lips and muffled in my shoulder as I entered her the rest of the way.

D was now bent over the arm of the couch closest to us, watching us intently with a satisfied smirk on her face, and gasping with pleasure. J was behind her, fucking her doggy-style, the slapping of her ass against his lap the rhythm section of our sexual symphony. I continued to push and pull my hips against R as she looked up at me, licking her lips and moaning my name. She was amazingly tight, but so wet as to provide little resistance against my cock entering the deepest parts of her hot pussy. Minutes later, I could no longer stand it, and released a huge load of cum deep within her. Just as I was finishing, I heard D moan in orgasm and looked over to see J squirting ropes of hot, thick cum across her back. We all laid there naked, cuddling and kissing but saying nothing for the rest of the night.

The next morning, everyone cleaned up and left - and although we continued to hang out and drink for years, we never actually spoke of the night again.