This is a work of fiction inspired by one of my partners fantasies, everyone is over 18 and is a very happy participant.
Poke her night
You wake to the sensation of a hand upon your breast, cupping the soft underside as I gently squeeze your nipple between my thumb and forefinger. As you begin to stir I pull your body against mine, you feel the warmth of my body radiating against your bare skin as my rod gently nestles between your cheeks. Moans of desire escape your lips as I trail soft and gentle kisses down your neck to your shoulder, each kiss punctuated by a soft thrust of my hips grinding myself against you. Reaching back your hand envelops my cock and you begin to slowly stroke up and down the shaft eliciting a groan of approval from me.
“I have a bit of a surprise for you tonight darling” I whisper into your ear as I continue to slowly thrust between your fingers.
“Oh?” you respond as you press back against me, turning your head for a kiss.
“Remember the bet we made for an evening of servitude a couple weeks ago?” I say as my hand slowly slides between your breasts, trailing down to between your legs. You twitch ever so slightly as I begin to trace little circles around your sensitive little button.
“Oh, I remember, you cheated” you say, a small hint of annoyance in your voice.
“Just because I knew the answer before I made the bet doesn't mean I cheated. You were equally convinced that you were correct were you not?” I punctuate my point by slipping a finger inside you and pulling your body tight against mine once more. You respond by squeezing your hand around the head of my cock almost painfully, challengingly. “I will take that as a yes” I respond followed by giving you another kiss on the lips and rising from the bed.
“Put this on for today” I say as I walk to the closet and pick out a dress and drape it over the chair beside your desk. It is a tiny little thing, spaghetti straps over the shoulders and the thinnest white material you have seen. As you climb out of bed you hold it against your body. The bottom of it barely covers your ass and you know if you bend over even the slightest bit you would be on display for anyone looking. Which you assume is why I picked it.
“I'm going to make you pay for this later, you know that right?” You reply as you begin walking over to your underwear drawer.
“Did I tell you you could put underwear on?” I respond, ignoring the threat of retribution. You freeze, your mind going over how you are going to prevent this skimpy little dress from rising up and exposing yourself to the world.
“Good girl, I have a few things I need to do today, I will text you a list of what I need at the store” I give you one last kiss and give your ass a little squeeze as I finish putting clothes on and walk out the door.
Your mind is going wild now, wondering what I could be planning, almost as afraid of what it might be as excited to find out. You hold the dress up against yourself once more. Why couldn't it be just a little bit longer you lament as you look at it in the mirror.
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As you get to the store you realize that the shortness of the dress is not the only issue, it was not made with breasts like yours in mind. Keeping yourself decent simply isn't possible. Your nipples poke through the thin material with ease, and of course the more you notice them the perkier they become, standing proudly at attention like little flagpoles announcing your excitement. “I am going to kill you” you mutter before entering the sliding glass doors. You can already see the looks you are getting, desire radiating from all the men, as well as some of the women as you pass.
Trying to take short smooth steps to avoid your breasts spilling out of the shirt and keeping it from riding up your ass you make your way through the store picking up all of the items on the list. Fruit and veggie trays, chips, drinks the drinks were the worst, the isles with all the refrigeration reminded you just how exposed you are and your nipples responded once more. At least, you thought it was going to be the worst part of the whole ordeal. As you round the isle with the dips and you bend over, the breeze catches upon the sweet nectar that has been slowly leaking down your legs. The cold shock makes you realize just how on display you are. You look back behind you and can see a couple staring at you.
A flush runs up your face and across your chest as you grab the last item and run for the cash register. “Death, so much death” you promise me under your breath. Yet you can still feel the excitement and exhilaration of exhibitionism running down your legs.
Barely registering the store clerk trying to flirt with you, you make it back to the car, breathing heavily with relief as you sit and let your heart beat calm down. You feel an uncomfortable wet beneath you as you sit on the seat. Your little pussy is just absolutely soaked, it is pooling across the leather. You look at the clock, the instructions I sent you by text demanded that you return by 5pm. You still have half an hour.
Looking around the parking lot, seeing people coming and going everywhere, your hand slowly drifts back between your legs as you begin to tease yourself. You watch everyone around you going about their lives, oblivious to the pleasures you are giving yourself right next to them. Feeling the pleasure building towards that peak you force yourself to stop. Though you can't help but groan from frustration, at yourself and at me. Knowing that I want you as worked up as possible tonight you put the car into drive and begin the trip home.
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Stepping through the door you instantly notice a difference. In the living room now sits a large poker table with 4 seats. “Oh good! Your back!” you hear me call from the kitchen as I come out to greet you. My hands slip under your dress and squeeze your breasts as I kiss your forehead before grabbing the bags from your hands.
“Everyone will be here in an hour” I say as I begin unpacking the supplies you have brought. Your mind was already going over what this means.
“Who is everybody?” You ask
“You know them, John, Denis, and Patrick” I reply. “You know them”
You did know them, you have met them on many occasions, they were friends of mine, John and Patrick came over often, and Denis was my old room mate. Denis in particular you had caught him checking you out on more than one occasion. “What is expected of me tonight?” you ask, trying to get some information out of me, concern growing.
“Don't ask questions you already know, you are expected to serve and it's nothing you can't handle” I reply, of course you do not find this answer very satisfactory but you relent as we finish setting up the snacks and getting the cards and chips ready at the poker table. Each step of the way you feel my wandering hands grazing up your leg, or down your shoulder. Distracting you the entire time, still with twenty minutes to spare we have everything set up and begin the waiting game.
You hear my fly unzipping behind you as my hands grip your breasts, pinching them hard. You gasp mostly from pain but restrain yourself from trying to pull away. “Go kneel in front of the couch I demand as I walk my way over to it” My cock is fully hard as I sit in front of you and entwine my hands in your hair pulling your lips to that purple mushroom head. You open your mouth as I push towards the back of your throat bit by bit. You can feel your gag reflex starting up as I slowly begin to fuck your mouth as deep as I can go.
The sounds of my groans of my satisfaction and the soft slurping of your saliva as you put everything you have into pleasing your master are the only sounds you hear. The soft skin of my cock sliding between your lips and over your tongue is the only thing you feel. That sweet salty release signaling a job well done is your only desire as you continue to work minute after minute to satisfy me.
As you feel my cock begin to harden, and the shaft begin to twitch, my legs begin to tense. Your jaw aches with how long you have had your mouth wrapped around my shaft yet you know that I am right on the edge. Swallowing my cock as deep as you can, you start to run your nails down my inner thighs. First one splurt fires down your throat, then another and another. You cough and gag as my cum begins to fill your mouth. You instinctively try to pull away but my hands hold you firm as you swallow load after load. With a heavy sigh you feel my hands relax and you fall back onto your knees gasping for air, cum leaking down your chin and across your cheek.
“Its about time” you hear someone say and you jump into the air, not realizing that everyone had arrived already. Once again a flush of embarrassment flows across your face and down your chest. Realizing your ass was up in the air on display for everyone to see the moment they walked in the door.
Slowly standing and zipping up my pants, “I had intended to stop her when you guys walked in the door but I have to admit, she was particularly enthusiastic and I could not deny myself that pleasure” I responded.
“I don't think any of us would have done otherwise” Patrick responds with a smirk as he heads over and sits down at the table. Idly counting the pre-distributed poker chips we had laid out.
“None of us thought you were serious when you mentioned Margo being part of the entertainment for tonight” John said
“You know me, I never lie” I say.
“Well yeah, but still” John looks you up and down, trying and failing to hide his growing excitement.
“Are these the only snacks available to us?” Denis asks as he joins Patrick at the table, eyes focused intently upon your breasts beneath the shirt.
“For now” I reply, “unless you include eye candy” I continue as I move over to the dealer's seat and begin shuffling the cards.
“Darling, would you mind grabbing us some drinks to get started?” I ask you gently and kiss you on the forehead, my hand cupping your cheek. You can see me smiling and you know you are making me so happy. I gently wipe away the strand of cum on your chin and give you another kiss on the lips before turning you around and slapping your ass hard enough to leave a handprint on your left cheek.
You yelp slightly but cannot help but smile as you run to the kitchen as I begin to deal out the cards to the three of them. You see the chips begin to move as calls and raises are made as you return. Handing each of them a beer you crank the top off with a bottle opener. Your breasts sway seductively each time you do. They each thank you heartily as they accept their drinks trying very hard to keep their eyes on your face.
As you bring me my own drink we settle into the game, you sitting on my lap as my hands slowly stroke along your arm and across your breasts. You feel uncomfortable with the eyes upon you at first, yet as the hands are played the entire situation becomes almost normalized. It feels almost comfortable. A few times someone tries to bet big but isn't really challenged. That is until Denis wins a large pot with three of a kind nines against patricks two pair kings and eights.
“Bullshit!” he shouts, “how am i supposed to concentrate with your tits out like that?” he is smiling while he says it though revealing the truth behind his accusatory statement.
You look down and realize I have pulled your shirt to the side fully exposing your breasts to everyone. You look around and see that everyone is staring.
“Denis's eyes have not left my tits all night and yet he seems to be doing just fine” you retort. John and I laugh as Denis stammers a response and Patrick tries to brush it off as its still not his fault that he just lost half of his chips.
A couple more hands go by as everyone idly banters away making jokes and laughing. Your dress has ridden up leaving you fully on display now. My left hand is idly running down the inside of your thigh encouraging it to stay open and leaving you exposed to everyone.
I deal out one more hand and whisper in your ear “are you ready to push your boundaries a little bit more my little slut?” Your jaw clenches for a moment as you consider, maybe its how fucking horny you are, maybe its your determination to fulfil the bet of your servitude. You nod your head.
“Winner of this hand gets to fondle her tits” I say, and John immediately pushes his pile of chips into the center of the table.
“All in” he says before he has even looked at his cards.
Are you serious?” Denis asks as he looks at his own hand before him.
Both of my hands cup your breasts and gently begin to massage your breasts in front of my friends. Each soft and supple mound being squeezed ever so slightly again and again.
“Dead serious” I say, you nod, not trusting your words but trusting in me.
“Call” Denis says and pushes a large portion of his pile of chips across the table.
“You bastards, i don't have enough chips to go all in before the flop, '' Patrick says glumly.
“Well i guess that means you are shit out of luck for this hand”. I respond as I begin to throw out the cards, no point in waiting for any more rounds of betting. The cards slide across the table as the two of them tear their eyes off of you for a moment to re look at what was on the table. John lets out a whoop! And jumps out of his seat. “Two pairs against a high card ace!”
John stands up and walks around the table, hes almost tentative as he slowly extends his hands towards your breasts. I glide my right hand down between your legs and start stroking your clit as for the first time unfamiliar hands begin to grope at your breasts. Gently at first then rougher and rougher, squeezing your nipples between his fingers.
Your own fingers begin to stroke my cock over my pants, trailing them along the outline of my shaft and around the head. My left hand finds itself entwined within your hair again and I gently pull your head back. “Your darker fantasies are going to come true tonight my little slut” I whisper into your ear. You swallow hard and nod your acceptance.
A minute passes of him caressing and squeezing your breasts while my fingers run circles around your clit.
“That's enough”, I tell John, you can tell he is enjoying himself because he seems to be at loath to stop playing with your breasts. Yet another few seconds pass and he steps back with a sigh but is still grinning from ear to ear.
Then you feel a tugging on your dress as I begin to pull the small straps from your shoulders and slide it down your body. Leaving you completely naked and exposed to everyone. Your hands instinctively move to cover yourself, my own arms grasp yours and slowly pull them to the side, preventing you any modicum of modesty.
“Deal my little slut” I command you, as my fingers continue to trace and tease around your little entrance driving you insane, I can feel you squirming on my lap just as you can feel my cock fully hard beneath you as you begin to throw out the cards to each of them before you.
I stand up, picking you up and bending you over the table. You hear my zipper again as I pull my cock out and line it up with your greedy little hole. The betting is forgotten between the men as I push myself into you, filling you up. You moan and clench the sides of the table as my hands grasp around your hips.
“Deal the cards” I demand of you as I slowly but forcefully begin to slide my cock in and out of your tight little entrance. Eliciting moans from you as you drop the next cards before them.
Denis makes a joke that you forgot to burn a card, but you can barely hear him. You are pushing back against me with each thrust. You are half aware of the betting resuming around you as the pleasure begins to build. Being so exposed, being so wanted, especially after having been teased for so long just pushes you over the edge and you begin to moan and shake as an orgasm rocks its way through you.
I pull out and slap your ass again, your mind is too frazzled to respond though as you lay on the table, trying to catch your breath. You can hear talking, and cheering. Then you feel something warm, soft and hard between your fingers. You idly begin stroking it until you realize that it's not my cock, this one is uncircumcised. You look over at me and I nod to you, you begin to stroke faster and faster on Denis’s cock. Gently massaging along the shaft with each pass.
You can feel him growing more and more excited with each stroke. You feel hands on your hips again and a cock pressing against your forbidden entrance. My entrance. You look back in alarm but see me standing there. Nobody else is allowed in your ass except me. We had decided on that rule long ago but you remembered it well.
Normally it hurts a lot more when I push into your ass no matter how much lube we have applied yet this time I slide in with ease. The minor pain is completely overcome by your excitement of the situation and its depravity. A guttural moan fills your throat as you feel your pleasure building again with each thrust deep within your colon. The cock in your hands begins to grow harder as it throbs for relief. You can also feel more hands now.
It looks like all bets are off now as both John and Patrick begin to explore your body. Hands grasping at your breasts as they sway with each thrust, until Patrick steps in front of you. His cock lined up with your mouth. There is nothing left to do but open up and accept it. Each time I thrust into your ass it pushes his cock further down your throat spit roasting you between us. You feel Denis release his load all over your hands, parts of it splashing against your breasts. Just as Patrick begins to unload into your mouth as you swallow your second load of the day.
Not to be the odd man out. John steps up next and asks if he can fuck your tight little cunt. You can barely focus by now, as you are completely overwhelmed with sensations. You feel me grab your hair and force you to look at him and tell him to ask you again. All the while I am hammering into your little ass harder and harder.
You nod. But that isn't enough, you feel my left hand slap across your ass cheek. “Give him a proper answer” I demand.
“Yes, please fuck my pussy” you cry in need, as you finish saying that you feel me pull you back on top of me, still buried in your ass but your little pussy once more exposed to the world. John steps between your legs now and lines up his cock at your dripping entrance before trying to push inside. You are already tight to begin with but with me filling and stretching out your forbidden hole, it doesn't matter how wet you are. He struggles to push his way inside you. You can feel every single centimeter as both of our cocks fill you up and your climax begins to flow through you. Your body suspended between us as we both completely ravish you. Your body begins to shake as your nerves are on fire with pleasure. You can feel our cocks filling every part of your insides as we continue to thrust into you. Your arms wrap around John desperate to hold onto something as the world spins.
It takes a moment for you to register that you are being placed softly upon the couch, that cum is leaking out of both of your holes. You twitch as an aftershock rushes through you. How many hours had passed? How many times everyone taken turns fucking you? Filling you up? You can hear my friends thanking us for a wonderful poker night with hopes that they can do it again. You hear the door close and I am by your side picking you up and carrying you into the shower.
You come out of your delirious state as the water begins to flow down your body, my hands softly lathering up your skin and washing away all the evidence of depravity, my fingers delving deep into you and cleansing you inside and out. As you towel off and brush your teeth you can feel my hands upon your body again softly caressing you.
Walking into the bedroom you go to turn off the lights and you feel my hands wrap around your throat the moment it turns black. One deliberate step back after one deliberate after another and you feel yourself bumping up against the bed and I push you down upon the soft covers. My hands begin to squeeze tighter around your throat and your head starts to grow dizzy as I line my cock up with your tired little cunt. I stop as the head presses against your entrance.
“Who do you belong to?” I ask firmly
“You” you reply gasping for air
“Good girl” I thrust my entire cock into you in one push as you cry out. Your poor little pussy is already sore from being fucked so much that it burns with each and every thrust. As your body clenches around the assault I can feel you tightening around me squeezing every part of my cock within you.
“You are mine, even if I let you fuck others, you will always belong to me” I remind you as my hands shift, one moving to your hair and grasping another hold to force your body down upon my cock with more force. The other falling upon your breast to squeeze.
“Yes, Yes, Yes” you say again and again as I claim your body and soul. Your legs wrap around me pulling me in again with each thrust. Wanting nothing else in this world but to be filled with my cock no matter the cost. After all the pleasure from before, your hypersensitive body cannot help but to rise to its peak, your breathing quickens as you begin to shake. Your pussy clenches even further as your muscles contract around me causing you to cry out with pleasure and pain. Which is enough to send me over the edge as I begin to pour my last load of the night into your poor abused little slit.
Another couple slow thrusts into you as I lower my lips to yours “you are my beautiful darling, sleep well my dear, I cannot wait to see what tomorrow brings”