Poker Night (closed)

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Lance grinned sadisticlly as he raked another pile of chips over to his prdiguous horde, he wa on a streak, adn his friends were not. hell at this point he would be able to kick these guys out within the hour, having successfully scored the pot, and taken all their money. but itwas jst then that Brock walked backin from the kitchen, his short 5'8 figure was almost as wide as the doorway,thick slabs of muscles stretching is t-shirrt almost to bursting. The guy ran his hands through his short blond hair

"Well I hate to tell you Lance, but as the host, well....your outta beer" he siad with a slightly saddened smile, "So I guess as host you gotta make a run for more" he said as he walked over to the chair, glancing at the Tv

"Well shit...I guess tis only fair of me to get you drunk if I am gonna take all your money" Lance replied glancing down at his watch, there was a half hour ill they stopped selling beer so he should be able to make it just fine, "Just know that Ihave counted my stack so don't even think about trying any stupid shit" he said with a grin.

Lance loved poker nights, and with is daughter out for the night he didn't have to worry about his friends ogglig his daughter, that was always a little disturbing, but he had to admit she had turned into quite a nice piece. She was short and curvy, cute and fun, smart and sociable. Something to be proud of,even if half the time he had to worry about the asses that she seemed to date. He got up, grabbed his keys and was soon headed to the store.


Sam looked up at the sound fo the glassware clinking. He and Brock had just been killing a little time, the game on hold while Lance went out and got more beer. He had a well stocked liquour cabinet, but for poker night it was alwaysa little dangerous to startin with liquor. He rose form the table, stretching his lithe 6 foot frame, stretching the thin tshirt over his whip like torso with well toned muscles, then he headed down the hall. He left Brock at the table, watching highlights of the football games from earlier today.

He turned the corner of the kitchen adn saw a delicious pair of legs in a delightful skirt, it was Lance's daughter. a truly scrumptious bit of ass that he had thought about more than once in the lonely ours of the night

"well hello. You a little thirsty?" he asked with a smile as she whipped her head around, her cute face with eyes a little livid caught his

"Theres no need to take the drinks upstairs, you can come sit with Brock and me. We got a pretty good game going over here and your dad stepped out for more beer. Any chance you would want to play his hand? Otherwise I am stuck her listening to Brock's pathetic blabering about football" he told her with his most charming smile, his eyes quicly skimming over the form of his friends daughter

 

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"Theres no need to take the drinks upstairs, you can come sit with Brock and me. We got a pretty good game going over here and your dad stepped out for more beer. Any chance you would want to play his hand? Otherwise I am stuck her listening to Brock's pathetic blabering about football"

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Normally Sierra would roll her eyes at her father's friends. Sleazy, lazy, dirtbags who were really good-for-nothings. And even in her half-drunken stupor, she could almost still muster a little bit of disgust for the man standing in her kitchen.

But she decided to play along this time round. After all, she had been meaning to treat her dad and his friends a little nicer around the house. And, the mention of poker was enticing. She was good at the game, and it was an easy way to make herself a quick buck with her dad's pot. No downside, and all the upside.

"Uncle Sam, only if you keep your eyes to yourself. You can close your mouth now," Sierra said a little snarkily. But she knew that he would continue to ogle anyway. She was, after all, dressed to kill. She had gone to the local club, but had left early. Boring crowd.

Sierra walked into the living room, the clicking of her heels startling Uncle Brock.

 

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Sam smiled back at her little quip, " Now you know I'm a perfect gentlemen, that's no fair" he said with a grin as she stood back up and headed off to the game table. Sam followed her closely, watching her plump ass swell this way and that as she walked, the tight skirt put her luscious ass on a delicious display for him as they walked


Brock smiled up as Sierra came in the room. The tight pink out fit wrapped her full breasts tight and high about her chest. As Sam followed he told him that he was gonna play for her dad

"Well then I guess that calls for a round of shots, since the game will go on" he said with a grin as Sierra took her fathers seat. He rose and grabbed the glasses on the side table, then poured tequila to the brim. Handing them out to the other to

"To poker night" he said as he lifted the glass and downed the strong tangy tequila. The he sat back down. They all through in their antis and Brock dealt

 

[sierrahughes]

"Mmmm..." Sierra moaned a little, after downing the tequila. It was, undoubtedly, her favourite drink. Mainly because she loved the kick, and that she was better than your above average drinker in terms of holding her alcohol. And, she wanted her voice to be lingering in the room as everyone set themselves up for the next game.

Sierra loved poker. And she loved playing poker with men. Yes, men. Not the boys from college, because they were seldom much of a challenge. Poker to her, was all about playing with the opponents' minds. And she could do it much better when she was dressed like this.

As Uncle Brock was dealing, she counted her father's chips. He was up considerably, which gave her more than the buffer she needed. She was a Finance major, and poker numbers were a piece of cake to her.

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Sierra casually pulled her hair back behind her neck, and pulled her brown hair back again over her shoulder, so that her locks would fall nicely at the front of her dress. She loved doing this because it not only brought attention to her glossy hair, and her tempting neck; when she pulled her arms up and together, she knew how they would push her breasts together and out. This was usually more than enough distraction for her male opponents.

 

[shizzz]

Sam watched Brock deal, glancing over he saw Sierra run her thumb up the stack onher fathers chips counting them. He watched her slide her hands through her hair, the shimmering locks Alison over her shoulder, accentuating the line of her neck and shoulder. Then her hands flipped them forward and slid back through them. Her arms came together in such a way that made her full breasts heave against the shimmering material of her top. Her nipples plainly visible. Sam smiled

Brock dealt out the cards quickly and efficiently

"Just playing a round of five card stud. Nothing wild, you play with what you got" he said as his eyes slipped up to Sierra, her cards now in hand and drawing her attention, he gazed openly at her full round breasts. Usually her dad was around and he couldn't openly examine her, but now? Well now she was a vision of youth, fully rounded and undoubtedly firm and silky

"Alright then Sierra, why don't you go she's and start the round off for us" he said as he glanced down at his cards, three ladies staring back at him

 

[sierrahughes]

"Just playing a round of five card stud. Nothing wild..."

"Uncle Sam, I never took you for a Trekkie. Tell me, which female character do you think is the hottest?" Sierra said, with a big smile, and her fingers twirling her hair.

"By the way, I have never played five card stud before. I am more familiar with Texas Hold'em. I'll check," Sierra said, suddenly turning glum.

 

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Sam chuckled at her question as he glanced overt at Brock's horrible poker face

" that's an easy question. Seven of nine. Do you know who I'm talking about? And what makes you think I'm a Trekkie?" he said in response

" You had to love those outfits of theirs. In fact I'd say if you were blond you would be my favorite" he told her with a chuckle. He looked down at his cards. He had a pair of kings.

"Stud is the same suits and all that, your just stuck with the cards your dealt. It's a great game for getting a read on your players. " he told her, then tossed in a few chips


"Twenty to stay in" he said as he looked over at Brock




Brock pretended to mull the decision over a bit, watching her face as she looked back at her cards. A small irk on her face. So she had to think she had something

"Twenty on the first round huh. I'll see that with another ten" he said giving Sam a smile

"It's also a great game for bluffing" he told Sierra letting a look of uncertainty cross his own face

 

[sierrahughes]

"I see," Sierra paused, long enough to look at up both Uncle Sam and Brock. And then she broke into a smile.

"I will see your thirty, and raise another ten. I'm starting off friendly; wouldn't want to do my dad's friends in!" Sierra said, as she pushed her chips into the centre of the table, before putting down her hand of 7 quads down.

 

[shizzz]

They both smiled at her

"Taking it easy huh?" Sam asked with a grins she slid in then ten that he owed

"I guess that means we should go ahead and take the gloves off for the night Ms Sierra?" he half asked with a grin. Watching as she slid her cards out.

"Well then" Brock chimed in as he slid his three queens out

"Looks like the gloves are off then" he said wou a grin as he won the pot

"Just so you know the whites are ones, the blue fives, and the reds tens" Sam told sierra as she fiddled with the chips

"So who's your favorite character on star trek then, any of the series" he asked, realizing she had never said if she knew who seven of nine is

He slid the cards over to her, then gathered his chips.

"Your turn to deal, and you can pick the game darlin" Brock told her, his eyes dipping to watch her breasts billow together as he leaned onto the table, the full orbs swelling tremendously as she retrieved the cards

"Damn" he whispered a little louder than he had intended

 

[sierrahughes]

"Let me change out into something a little more comfortable," Sierra said after gathering the cards. She realised that Uncle Brock was going to be easy pickings, but Uncle Sam wasn't as simple as he had seemed - whatever Dad managed to win off him must have been down to a little bit of luck.

That meant Sierra would have to try harder to distract Uncle Sam in other ways.

"I'll be right back," Sierra said, standing up slowly and letting her pink dress stretch out nicely over her figure, pausing only long enough to adjust it slightly before she walked away with a slight spring in her step.

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"Sorry to keep you waiting, gents," Sierra descended the staircase from her room, and paused momentarily at the foot of the stairway. She allowed their eyes to roam a little before settling down before them.

Sierra looked down at her chips - 9 reds, 5 blues and 10 whites. She was still up slightly over both of them. She proceeded to deal out all the cards with a slight variant - the first and last card up while the middle three cards were faced down.

The cards read:
Sierra - QHearts ? ? ? 10Hearts
Sam - JClubs ? ? ? JSpade
Brock - ADiamond ? ? ? A Spade

"Well this is going to be an interesting round," Sierra said with a sparkle in her eyes.

 

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Both Sam and Brock looked over at eachother when she left the table to go change. They both figured that the little bit of teasing was over and they both had expected her to return wearing sweat pants and a sweat shirt. But he didn't.

She wasn't gone long at all, and they both glanced up at the steps when they heard her coming down, only having had enough time to take another drink.

The watched her full round cleavage bounce ever so slightly with each step in the low necklined nightie she was wearing. A delicious expanse if bronze cleavage on display that made Brock swallow hard. Sam just smiled

She took her seat and dealt the cards. Brock smiled wide at the card showing, and Sam did the same.

"Shall we bet at each flip of the cards then?" Sam asked as he glanced over at Brock as then back to her.

"I think so" said Brock, who pushed 50 into the center.

Sam followed suit, keeping his eyes on hers

"Are you in?"

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra frowned.

"Uncle Sam, you clearly don't enjoy my company very much. 50 when I have nothing on my hand? I'm out for this round," Sierra flipped her two cards face down, even adding a slight pout.

She had to stop herself from smiling though. This was just the beginning.

 

[shizzz]

Sam chuckled as she poured her full luscious lips

"Well you know what they say. Nothing ventures nothing gained" he said with a smile as some particularly interesting thoughts filled his mind about those pouty little lips

Sam then reached up and flipped his cards over, accidentally throwing more than one over. This just left one round of betting left for him and Brock. But it looked like they had nothing beside the initial pairs they started out with

"You see Sierra. We don't have much here at all. Who knows. You might have the winning hand" he told her as he glanced at Brock, whom had his eyes locked on the delicious display of cleavage.

"If you want, I'm sure Brock wouldn't mind you buying your way back in the game" he told her with a smile. Then he slid another ten into the pot, nudging Brock to her his attention.

"Ten to stay in Brock"

 

[sierrahughes]

"I'm still out for this - I need two more Qs to beat Uncle Brock's hand. I don't fancy my chances. Well, unless of course I get to take a peek at one of these 3 cards," Sierra pushed her luck a little.

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And to help push this proposal through, she nonchalently adjusted the hem of her nightie just a little upwards.

 

[shizzz]

Sam smiled as she tried to talk her cards down. She certainly didn't want to push her dad's chips too far. But that was understandable.

Then she mentioned getting a peak, and as she did so he couldn't help but notice the way she shifted. He had a better vantage then Brock did. And he smiled as he saw an expanse of bronze thigh come into view that made him smile. He knew that she was doing it on purpose, especially when it came to wanting to peak at her cards

"Well I guess that a peak is ok right Brock?" He asked his friend

"But only one card. A little peak for a little peek" he told her with a smile as his eyes shot down to the expanse if silky thigh exposed by the way she had shifted.


Brock just grunted in response. He didn't have the chips that Sam did, and he wanted to stay in. He just had the damnedest time concentrating. Sierra was just sitting there, and those full young tits were billowing out of that nightie. It was just unfair

"Sure whatever" he said, seeing how focused she was with Sam, and he just stared openly loving that every breath made her top grow tight again and again.

 

[sierrahughes]

That was all Sierra needed to flip the next card - a Queen of Spade. It wasn't exactly the card she was hoping for, because now she was in a conundrum. She glanced at the rest of the cards at play, and realised she had just increased the odds of her winning this hand.

Sierra - QHearts QSpade ? ? 10Hearts
Sam - JClubs AClubs 3Hearts ? JSpade
Brock - ADiamond JHearts 3Clubs ? ASpade

In fact, her probability of getting a 3 of a kind or 2 pairs was higher than either of Uncle Brock or Uncle Sam. Of course, Uncle Brock still had the strongest hand on the table.

Sierra turned away from Uncle Sam now, and faced Uncle Brock directly.

"Uncle Brock, why not let all of us see your last face down card as well? It will help me decide whether I should go all in with you," Sierra emphasised on the specific words to cause the necessary stir, and before Uncle Brock had a chance to respond (or breathe), she deliberately turned slightly to her side to adjust herself once more, pushing even more of her cleavage out of the top of her nightie.

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[shizzz]

Brock's smile wavered when she turned the card over. But he was quickly rewarded with her excitement.

As she turned to ask him about his card he leaned his wide muscular torso up to the table, in attempt to respond, but then she looked over at Sam, turning slightly. Her hands went to her top, and as she adjusted it the swells of her breasts threatened to spill out. There was so much bronze silky flesh and it seemed so close

Brock licked his lips as he gazed at the delicious display wondering just what cup size little Sierra had swollen up to fill

But before he could respond s caught her attention.

"A peek for a peek. Remember. I never said it was just for peeking at you cards" he said giving her a wink. The card game had taken a turn for the worse, and she would likely win. He was most likely out of it and he wanted every bit of leverage he could get.

"Sure Sierra" Brock said, not hearing Sam because I his fixation on her pert chest. He reached out and flipped his card as Sam cursed under his breath. Brock had a much better view than he did of that sweet stack.

 

[sierrahughes]

...and it was a 5 of Diamonds!

There was always a chance that Uncle Brock's pair of Aces would win out eventually, but Sierra was in the mood to take chances.

"I'll call your 60," Sierra said in a more confident mood now, before flipping over her fourth card. It was 10 of Clubs, which gave her 2 pairs and the highest hand on the table.

She had 65 left in chips, as compared to Uncle Sam's 20.

"I'll raise you 20, Uncle Sam. Looks like you have to go all in if you want any further part in this hand," Sierra almost let out a sneer now.

She should have known though - pride comes before a fall.

 

[shizzz]

Brock chuckled at the turn of events for the game. But he certainly couldn't complain. Sierra grew quite excited and giddy when she saw that he was locked out in a pair of aces. But the way she smiled and chided Sam had the little nightie working awfully hard to keep her contained.


Sam was more than a little perturbed, but he had to do it out of shear spite

"All in" he said with a calm smile as he stood up and tossed his last two chips in

"I think I'll take my chances with getting a hold of that stack" and he winked, letting his eyes slide over her firm chest, but then to the pile if chips in the middle if the table

"Let's see where the chips lie" he said with a grin as he sat back and took a long drink.

 

[sierrahughes]

"Uncle Sam, I have 45 more here. Surely you can do better than just match my raise," Sierra baited. She couldn't decide what she wanted more - to see his face when they both open their last card, or the way he looked at her body.

She knew he was checking her out; but while Uncle Brock creeped her out, Uncle Sam had a way of making her feel a slight tingle between her legs.

 

[shizzz]

He chuckled at her response

"Sorry but that's all I got. Unless you want the shirt off my back" he told her with a wink as he shifted in his seat, sitting up.

"Tell you what. Loser has to throw in an article of clothing. I know your only wearing a nightie, but hell, look at the cards. Your not really risking anything" he said as he gestured at the cards

"Come on live a little" he said with a grin, as he looked over at Brock

"We all know you've got this hand locked up"

 

[sierrahughes]

He was right. She had two pairs, and the chances of Uncle Sam getting a three of a kind was way lower than her getting a full house in return. She had won many a hand with much poorer odds.

"I'll call your clothing article, go on and open your last card Uncle Sam," Sierra urged.

And poker is sometimes a strange game.

 

[shizzz]

Brock sat bak with a grin, staying out if the way between those two. Sam always did have a way with girls, and he wasn't about to jeopardize the situation that Sierra was working her way into. As he thought about it, he felt his own member begin throb. Sierra was looking particularly delicious in that nighti, and he couldn't help but imagine her out of it.



Sam smiled. Then he looked down at Sierra, enjoying the valley if cleavage her little nightie had in display. His own shirt was stretched taught over his lean muscular frame as he looked closer to her

"Let's do it together" he said putting his hand on his card

"1..2...3..flip" and he smiled wider then he could remember smiling as he looked from his cards to Sierra's

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra could not believe her luck. She stared at the cards, for perhaps a moment too long, but she still managed to collect herself. Losing a hand this way bothered her a lot more than losing close to three quarters of her dad's original chip stack, as well as her nightie. Uncle Sam landed himself a three of a kind, with the last Jack in the deck.

Now her competitive spirit was lit - she was going to win the chips back, and more.

"One more round - Texas Hold'em this time," she said as she gathered the cards for a shuffle.

"Oh, and of course, my end of the bargain," she paused, long enough to pull the nightie over her head, revealing underneath a sexy laced white bra with matching panties.

 

[shizzz]

Brock felt his member throb in hi pants again, as he leaned back in his chair. He was shocked that Sam had won that. But then again Sam always had a way with the ladies



Sam smiled as she quickly gathered up the cards, and he leaned down to scoop his pile of winnings together. He was about to comment that she hadn't paid up. In fact he had expected she wouldn't. Then he froze as she stopped what she was doing, the look on her face was somewhere between determination and temptress, but her face soon disappeared.


The nightie slid off her bronze silky flesh with a soft hiss, an there he was. White lacey bra holding back two very full breasts and a pair of oanties that hugged sweeping hips and slim waist. His cock throbbed at the sight

"Well you have filled out nicely" Sam said as he took the nightie from the table

"Five card stud it is. " he said as he sat back with a smile an watched her deal. Unlock Brock he kept looking at her face, trying to read he emotions. Brock on the other hand couldn't get his eyes past her chest. Well it was a damne fine chest. And how was he gonna swindle her out if that bra and into his lap? He wondered to himself as se finished dealing

"I'll be big blind" he said tossing in a ten piece, wanting to keep things steep so he could put more attire on the line

"Good thing it's warm in here " he said a his eyes slid over her bra clad breasts openly, after all he did want her to know he appreciated her figure, every girl loves that.