My boyfriend lost me in a poker game

"I think this Mr. Flannagin is OK," I say with disgust. He didn't even seem to appreciate my efforts to revive him.

I look up and see a good looking man standing there. He is casually but expensively dressed. One of the gamblers, I guess. I hear him offer his assistance and I smile.

As we all stand up and Mr. Flannagin walks away, I tell him: "Thank you sir, but everything is under control. If you would step inside and take a seat, I can take your order."
 
I follow the beautiful waitress into the lounge and up to the bar. I can't take my eyes off her ass as she walks languidly ahead of me.

I take a seat at the bar and order a malt scotch. The waitress fetches the drink and leans against the bar, looking into my hazel eyes.

"It's been a very quiet night this evening sir, apart from an incident earlier".

She goes on to recount the story of the evenings earlier events, culminating in the arrival of the late night swimmer. I can't help but think about the subject of the 'bet', upstairs with her new owner.

My cock immediately starts to lengthen into a semi-erect state, and I smile at the raven haired waitress. I can see through the sheer fabric of her shirt that her nipples have become erect. She returns my smile before flirtatiously stroking my hand.

"When do you get off this evening, may I ask?".
 
"As a matter of fact, in 15 minutes," I reply. "Why, sir, if I may ask?" "Oh, if you have nothing better to do, I'd like you to join me for dinner, and then I want to play a bit." "You mean gamble, or play with me?" I ask playfully.
He smiles: "Both, if I may, my beautiful."
 
I'm definitely getting a good vibe from the waitress, who continues with some chores to kill time at the end of her shift.

She restocks the fridges behind the bar, bending over slowly, letting her skirt ride up over her pale cream thighs each time. Finally, she bends over just far enough for me to catch a glimpse of shaven snatch.

I have a hard time stopping my dick from sticking out like a flagpole. She can see my reflection in the mirrors behind the bar, and has realised that she's had the desired effect.

I call Joey, who always looks after me when I'm in town, and have him send a Limo over. If the lady wants dinner, who am I to complain. I call ahead and make reservations at 'Georgios'.

"Italian good for you?", I say, making sure she can see the cut of my expensively tailored suit.

"Oh I'm always in the mood for Italian", she says, gathering her coat and checking herself in the mirror. She slips her arm through mine and we walk to the limousine. As we do, I can see her pert breasts moving gently with her gamine stride.

The chauffer is not one I've seen before, but he has obviously been well briefed by Joey. He takes one look at the incredible woman on my arm, and opens the rear door for us. I help her into the limo, and close the door. The chauffer nods to me with a smile on his face, and assures me he will take the 'long route'.

I thank him, before going to the other side of the car and climbing into the back seat.
 
He asks me if I care about Italian, he doesn't know that I crave Italian foof every day of my life. At least once a day I eat Italian, be it pizza or pasta.

I quickly change when my shift ends, into a short black cocktail dress, sheer black stockings and a black lace garterbelt. Black pumps complete my attire. Now underwear. Of course.

He leads me out to the limo (what else did I expect?), his hand on my ass, my tits bouncing as I walk, and I step in as if I do that every day of my life. I notice that the driver is a good looking man, too.

He steps in from the other side, and as he sits down, he says: "What can I serve you from the bar?" "This," I answer, as I grab the bulge in his pants, "but pour me a sherry, too."
 
I step into the rear of the limo, and offer my companion something from the bar. Sher reaches across, smiling wickedly, and starts to massage my cock and balls through the expensive fabric of my pants.

She wants Sherry, so I reach over to the mini-bar and grab the bottly there. Whilst doing this, I can feel her slowly pulling my zipper down.

I can feel her warm breath against my stiffening shaft as one of her small hands finds and releases my cock. "This is one noodle I could eat all night long!", she giggles, darting her tongue across the head and savouring the small pearly drop forming there.

I hand her the small glass of Sherry, and replace the bottle. She dips her little finger into the liquid, and traces small circular patterns across the head of my dick with her fingernail. The sensation is incredible, and my cock is sollen and throbbing.

She looks at me seductively, and I slip the straps of her evening dress down over her shoulders, revealing her perfectly proportioned tits. I reach across and take one dark and engorged nipple into my mouth. She sighs, and her hand continues to gently pump my dick. I run my tongue across both breasts, savouring the aroma of her body.

Softly, she pushes me back into the seat, and gently lowers her face to my erect member. Grabbing it at the base, she begins to tickle the head with her tongue, before sucking the first few inches between her silky soft lips. She starts bobbing her head up and down, gradually sucking down more of my length, until finally, she is close to taking it all. All the time, she is humming lightly. The sensations on my dick are incredible.

I lie back on the limo seat, and my beautiful companion pushes the dress off over her long legs, and straddles my face. Her steaming pussy is inches away, lips swollen to a deep red. I put my hands on her ass and push my face into her neatly shaven snatch, eliciting a shriek of delight. She returns to my cock, and in one gentle motion, takes the entire length into her velvet throat. I have to calm myself to avoid blowing my load there and then.

I start to go to work on her pussy, running my tongue the length of her wet slit, and lapping roughly at her erect clit. She returned the favour by incresing the pace of her blow job, occasionally removing my cock from her mouth to squeeze out a few extra drops of pre-cum.

I stick my index finger into her wet hole and it slides out with a thick coating of her juices. She sighs softly as I push the finger gently through her tight sphincter and into her ass.

"How does this feel honey"
 
"Aaahhhhhh," I sigh as his finger starts to pump my ass and his clever tongue continues to excite my clit, occasionally sucking on it, then licking it up and down. I start to feel the familiar feeling start in my cunt, and my legs tremble. Then my cum gushes out of my cunt, flowing over his tongue as my cunt spasms violently......
 
I start to finger fuck her rosebud roughly, feeling her sphincter straining against me. She starts moaning deeply, and releases my cock from the moist depths of her throat.

As I apply my tongue to her engorged clit, I can feel the tremors through her legs and body begin. Her asshole tightens on my index finger, seconds before a flood of clear sweet cum flows from her shaved cunt. I sigh as the wetness drips onto my tongue, and bury my face into her sopping gash.

She raises herself slightly and looks back in my direction with a wicked grin on her face. " Are you going to fuck me with that thing anytime soon?" She teases, before softly kissing my erect member.

I slide from under her. "If it's a fucking you want, that's what you'll get!".

I position myself behind her smooth ass, and tease her labia with the throbbing head of my cock. I can feel the warmth of her against me, so with one swift thrust I sink balls deep into her silky cunt. I start to slowly build a rhythm, and she grinds her ass against me with each stroke of my thick rod.

She begins to shudder again as another climax builds. "Oh GOD!, Don't stop". I pull my long slick member from her cunt, making a soft slurping noise as I withdraw. My dick is smeared in her love cream, keeping it lubricated. I place the head of my cock against the pink rose of her anus and slowly slip into her bowel.

"Oh my!", she exclaims. "Fuck my asshole, fuck it good!"

I start to hump her ass hard, slamming my cock in until I can feel my balls slapping against her frothing twat. She has a couple of fingers buried in her pussy, and is playing with her clit furiously. Her sphincter grips my cock solidly, pulling the skin back and forth. I start pulling out on the end of each stroke, and her ass gapes open, hungry to swallow my cock once more.

Soon, I start to feel the tightening of my scrotum as I build towards orgasm. My talented little waitress is howling with pleasure and a little pain. I slip my cock from her loose sphincter, and flip her onto her back.

"I want to see you with my cum all over you're beautiful face!"
 
*i Stand by the door waiting for the right moment...*
"Man hes giving her the works...."
*tosses gun away*
"Hell what am i thinking? this is a perfect opportunity! *tosses away wire*
"Get outa here boys its gonna get ugly"
*yes sir*
"Now..how do i approach the situation?" *Grinz Wickedly*
 
I sit up while he strokes his cock, which is already close to boiling point. Thick ropes of cum fly out of his cum hole, and splatter onto my face and breasts. He keeps on stroking until he stops cuming, then shoves his cock back in my face. Dutifully I lick him clean, also scoop up the cum on my face and breast and lick that clean, too.

The intercom crackles to life: "5 minutes to destination, sir," the driver says.

[Edited by asian cunny on 08-18-2000 at 04:50 AM]
 
OOC: Sorry for abandoning the thread for so long. I've been battling the cold from hell. :(

IC: I’m close, very close. Mr. Stewart’s tongue gently tickles my clit like a feather, keeping me a degree or so below my boiling point. His fingers feel like miniature cocks as they move in and out. My slit is so wet that it makes a sucking noise every time his fingers move inside. Heat spreads all through my lower body, and I moan around my mouthful of cock.

I can’t help moving my hips toward his face, silently begging him to use firmer pressure. This light tonguing feels wonderful, but I need more, just a little more. The desire to climax soon becomes a need, an ache centered in my throbbing clit. He either misses or deliberately ignores my silent plea, for he continues the light, teasing flicks of his tongue.

Somehow I manage to stay focused on pleasuring him. Pursing my lips tightly around his cock, I slide it in and out of my mouth. I can only take about half his length without gagging, so I caress the bottom half with my fingers, gently rubbing up and down. He seems to appreciate my efforts, because I can feel the vibrations in my pussy when he moans.

Just when I think I’m about to go out of my mind, he starts to lick harder, giving me the pressure I’ve been craving. I gasp and push myself into his face, every muscle tight, shameless with need. He responds by licking harder and faster, using short, firm tongue strokes that leave me breathless.

And then the first jolt hits me like an electric shock. It feels as though the top of my head is going to pop off. The only thing stopping me from screaming is his cock in my mouth – all I can do is arch my back and make a high whining noise. Surge after surge of pleasure dissolves me in a blast of white heat.

Dimly I’m aware of Mr. Stewart’s face pressed between my legs. I can hear him moaning, and I can feel him pulsing in my mouth. It won’t take much more to bring him off. As my ecstasy begins to subside, I redouble my efforts on his cock.
 
OOC: I'm Guido, the driver of the limo where the waitress just did that lucky, rich guy I'm working for...

Hey, it's like this. I take the boss to another joint, he comes out with this seriously hot piece of ass, and instead of waiting to get her a room the sonuvbitch starts fucking her in the back of my limo. I mean, sure, we got tinted, one-way glass, but I can see what's happening, and I don't want to her the bastard moaning and graning while this hot little bitch licks off his porker. I wonder if she's on the clock, or doing this for free? Amateurs are harder to relate to when you're as horny as me. I'd rather slide right up to a hot piece of ass and say, "Yo, it's late in the month. Will you take fifty bucks?" But I don't think this broad is a hooker. She looks to fresh, too tightly packed. Well, if she's a whore, you can bet your dick that she costs more than a workin' man like me can afford. Fuck! What's a guy supposed to do to get laid in this goddamn town? Maybe I'll ask the bitch if she'll do a charity gig on behalf of the contributions to American life that us Italian-Americans have contributed, eh? Hey, you delicious bitch, I got your charity case, right here...
 
Well...maybe I better just sit back and play with myself. What's a workin' stiff like me expect, to get lucky with a broad that fine? Sheeet...no way Jose. Well, I had a garlic sandwich for lunch anyway..
 
What, there ain't a red-blooded American woman out there who'll crawl into this limo after the boss and his bitch leave...and who'll give me the ride of my life? I got plenty of booze in the bar in the back, and we can drive along the coast highway and watch the sun set over the Pacific. I know plwnty of good parking sports, too...so, come on, ladied...who's up for a little Italian food tonight, eh? Eat me..
 
((mean wiel at headcorters)) evil guy who is the boss:hmmmm it seems the good queen has sent her agnets after all lacky: what shall we do sir evil guy who is the boss: call in RANDOM BOWLES ((dun dun dun dun dun dun duuuun)) lacky: random bowles sir? are best conter agent? evil guy who is the boss: do you know any other random bowles?
 
IC: Alison

Finally the shattering ecstasy passes and we relax. Bit by bit my muscles loosen and my breathing returns to normal. Sweat slowly dries on my skin. My nerve endings are still tingling with the pleasure that so recently ravaged me. I feel warm, lazy, utterly satisfied.

Smiling, Mr. Stewart slides up to lie next to me. I turn to him and he kisses me lightly on the mouth. I can taste my juices on his lips.

“Where did you learn how to do that tickling thing?” I ask him, grinning. “You almost drove me out of my mind.”
 
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