Poker Night (closed)

[sierrahughes]

"This is just the beginning, gentlemen. You have no idea what I would put on the line just to win," Sierra said, her newfound steeliness apparent again.

"Uncle Brock," Sierra turned, catching the middle-age man once more staring down her chest.

"Are you in?" Sierra literally barked. She was getting impatient.

 

[shizzz]

Brock jumped a little when Sierra barked at him. It was a little unnerving being caught staring, but to be honest the entire situation was unnerving. And hot as hell

"Yeah I'll be little blind" Brock said as he tossed in single chip. His eyes finally turning up to sierras and smiling




"So", Sam said with a grin, "anything huh? Well you certainly have shown more mature gusto than I would have credited to you earlier. But then again underwear is just like a bikini so I can't see you really being out out too much. Why don't we make this hand interesting?" He asked with a smile as he watched the soft flesh of her breasts jiggle as her arms shifted around as she shuffled.

"One article of clothing comes off the loser, and you have to sit in the winners lap. Of course if you win you get the losers article of clothes and your nightie back. What do you think?" He asked with a smug grin. Knowing that he had complimented her on her maturity, and she would probably be damned before she backed out.

 

[sierrahughes]

There was no mistaking it by now - both men wanted her naked. And perhaps even she didn't mind either, to some extent. The question is really - how far was everyone prepared to go?

Sierra could tell what Uncle Sam was doing as well. Sugar-coating his words, making her feel good about herself, throwing her by-the-way compliments. And she wanted to let him get under her skin - it was how she was so good at poker.

Sierra liked - loved - the challenge. After all, the secret to winning is always to let your opponents think they have an edge over you. The key though, is that you have to allow yourself to go very near the edge too.

So agreeing too readily would have seemed too easy. And so she bargained.

"A piece of clothing and a lapdance hardly seems to be of the same value of two mere pieces of clothing," Sierra paused, as she finished dealing. She knew that her full breasts would move with each gently motion of her upper body. She made no attempt then to minimise her movements.

"Give me another offer," Sierra asked.

 

[shizzz]

He smiled as she began to bargain. He had to admit it was true

"Well it's no lapdance. You just have to sit in the winners lap for that round while you deal" he told her with a smug shrug.

"But I'll sweeten the pot for you" he told her with a grin as he looked over at Brock. , "two pieces of the losers clothes and one of the winners. An it will be your choice" he said with a grin as his eyes watched the way the tops of her breasts moved with each shift of her arms.

"Now you have to admit. That's a lot sweeter than before" and his eyes dipped to the pile of chips he had

"And you do need to try and win back some of your dad's chips" just then Sams phone vibrated with a text. He glanced down and saw that her dad had been called into work for an emergency. So there wasn't gonna be anymore beer, just liquor. That could be fun

"So are you in?" He asked he with that smug grin of hers.

Brock sat back quietly, trying not to ogle sierra's jiggling flesh. He knew he needed to sit back quietly and let Sam do all the talking. He just nodded in agreement to Sams change in the bet, of course he was willing to play along!

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra was beginning to hatch another plan in her mind, but she would leave that till later. For now, she would play along. After all, she took a quick glance and she had a pair of pocket Aces.

"I'm in," Sierra said calmly. She knew, that holding a pair of Aces was one of the hardest hands to play without getting carried away.

 

[shizzz]

Sam smiled, watching as Sierra mulled it over in her head, he could practically see the mischief mixing with determination. Then she took a peak at he cards. And she was in

Sam stretched his lithe muscular form, the shape of his body evident as his t shirt pulled taught over his shifting muscles

"Well alright then. It's a game" he said with a smile, not bothering to look at his cards.



Brock was shocked when she said she was in. He had never expected that. He wa sure Sam had pushed her to far when he said she would sit in the winners lap. Of course by throwing in the guys clothes like that if she won the tables would be turned drastically. She would have her nightie back on, this delicious swaying round bronze breasts hidden again. And he an Sam would be on the skin team.

He just chuckled as e looked at his cards. Garbage. Great. He was gonna be shy some clothes here soon.

"Alright dealer me and Brock will sty on this card. You wanna bet on what you got now? Or get the river turning" Sam asked coolly and collectedly. He didn't want to push her out if the hand early. In fact he was just fine turning the entire river right now, but he figured she may want to do a little more pushing. And he would certainly let her dig herself deeper.

"Well?"

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra pondered for a moment. She had a strong hand, and the flop didn't suggest that there would a hand strong enough to beat her - unless of course one of them was sitting on two pairs.

She decided to push a little.

"I'll bet a 10 on this," and then Sierra paused, wondering what she might want out of this hand if - no when - she wins. She glanced at Uncle Brock, who shifted his eyes again when she turned towards him. He was creepy, a little pudgy - as a matter of fact she often wondered how dad even had a friend like him.

And then she looked at Uncle Sam, and noticed - it was more of a realisation - that he was actually quite well-built for his age. She has, at times, wondered how an older man might be like...

She stopped herself, unconsciously shifting a little in her seat.

Was she turned on by Uncle Sam?

Sierra wasn't sure. And so she trailed off, hoping that the two men wouldn't ask her to bet anything more than chips for this round.

 

[shizzz]

Sam watched as Sierra pondered her next move. The bronze skinned beauty had a chip in her hand and slid it out to the center, the flesh of her breasts swelling together in a delicious line of cleavage as the white lacey bra struggled to retain the full flesh.

Sam looked down at his chips, missing the way sierras eyes slid over his body. His toned muscular frame was easily distinguishable on his tight t shirt. His cool eyes calculating his odds. What odds. Of course he was in.

Sam reached to his pile and tossed in a ten

"I'll play " he said as he glanced at Brock.



Brock was finding it hard to concentrate, his cock already quite stiff from watching the way every movement of her arms seemed to make her full chest swell or jiggle. He also had a delightful view of her toned thighs. He found it amazing how much this girl had already lost, but he was more amazed at how Sam was playing her. But he had seen her looking at Sam.aybe she wanted to be played by Sam?

"Oh what? Yeah I'm in" Brock said as he tossed a chip in

"Alright dealer. Time to see what's coming"

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra turned tossed the next card before dealing the fourth card, or the turn. There were no flush or straight possibilities now, so it was really down to whether someone else had two pairs or three of a kind. She was still sitting on her pair of Aces.

She looked at Uncle Sam again, prompting the next round of betting.

In the corner of her eye, she caught Uncle Brock staring once more. She could definitely get him to bet over the odds for this hand, she just had to show a little more flesh than what she had already been doing.

She set the cards down on the table, slid off the couch and onto the floor instead, into the space between the table and the couch. She also took a deep breath, and pretended to be stretching her neck as she inadvertently allowed the straps of her white bra to fall gently off her shoulders.

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When she looked back up, she saw Uncle Brock's jaw literally falling to the ground. And Uncle Sam was still pondering his hand.

"Uncle Sam?"

 

[shizzz]

Sam watched the cards turn as Sierra dealt. He was glad to see the river was shaping up to really ruin most peoples chances at any crazy hands. It was down to pairs, or threes of a kind. He had yet to pick up his hand, knowing that it didn't really matter what he had, he was going to see the hand through, now he just needed to ponder the odds, if.....

Brock saw Sierra slip down from her seat, prompting him to lean over a little bit. He want sure what she was up to as she sat on the floor, but then her head leaned back, her long dark locks hanging free. Her full breasts thrust forward in the bra that seemed to be struggling to contain such full round flesh. Then the straps slid down her arms as she roles her head about, the tops of her curving chest becoming more evident.

He quickly turned away and without thinking tossed a ten chip in the pot. His eyes devouring her, his cock throbbing as he gazed at the profile of those full pert melons.


"Sam", he heard, snapping him out if the act of thinking just how this might turn out. He heard it was Sierra, but she wasn't in her seat. She was....on the floor?

She was on the floor, and she looked good. Sam smiled, recognizing that glimmer in her eye, finding the pose just too delicious

The young tart was leaning back on her hands. Her bra straps had slid down her shoulders, letting the full round tops of her breasts spill out if the cups of her bra. The cups of her bra seeming to fail at containing such a full rack. Her full chest lead down to her bronze flat stomach. Her curving hips and toned thighs. And all that those curves inferred

"Yes Sierra" he said with a smile and a wink

"Oh I'm in. It's ten to stay and I'll sweeten with another five. That's just about all you have though isn't it?" He asked as he looked at the practically nonexistent cluster of chips where she sat, or ha sat.

"Something wrong with your neck? I could rub it for you" he said with a grin and gave his lap a playful slap, gesturing for her to sit

"Come on. I won't bite, or pinch" he told her as a smile crossed his lips that lit his eyes on fire, hinting at the boiling tempest his blood was becoming in front of this curvaceous temptress, especially since daddy wasn't coming home anytime soon

"What? Your not scared are you?"

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra smiled. With this hand, she was still in control, and Uncle Sam was getting pushy with his bets. If she wasn't wrong, he was merely trying to call a bluff. Plus, with all the distraction she was causing both Uncle Sam and Brock, she was certain that they hardly have had time to think through the odds of their hands.

At this point, it was certain that Sierra would not fold this hand. Well, not until she has seen the river.

"I'll call - that's all in for me," Sierra said, pushing the remainder of her chips into the pile in the middle. She turned to Uncle Brock, who, as with the majority of this evening, was terribly distracted. She decided to play him a little.

"Uncle Brock, you still have enough to call, and even play a raise. You know, I did cheat a little," Sierra smiled, now slowly standing up. Both men had their eyes completely on her body, and it was amazing as they had to make the hard decision, of whether to track her full chest, or her long luscious legs that were now coming into full view.

"I actually have three pieces of clothing still on me, so if either of you would like to play a raise, I guess I'll have to put this cincher on the line," Sierra said as she turned her back towards both men, thrust her full butt out at them, and then tugged gently at the waist she had on, which slightly revealed the white thong she also had underneath.

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[shizzz]

Brock wasn't sure exactly what he was thinking. All he knew is that he couldn't seem to keep hisind on the business at hand. He wasn't even sure what cards he had. He was sure that Sierra was trouble. Young curvaceous delectable trouble.

"Wha...?" He began to ask when she mentions him raising the bet, but once again his ability to think was compromised. The brown haired delight had slowly risen from the floor, not bothering to fix the shoulder straps of her bra, those tendons bronze orbs seeming to threaten to pop right out of her bra. But they didn't, and as an explanation Sierra turned, letting Brock ogle that firm plump ass of hers as she toyed with the....what had she called it...cincher?

That wasn't important. What was important was that she had gone all in, and he could get her out of that cover up thingy

"Oh I'm sorry hun", he said with a smile that belied any implied remorse, and slid another $20 of chips into the center.

"I'll see that and raise you 20" he said. An as he said it his eyes dipped down to her plump behind, no linger bothering to hide his lechery





Sam sat there and licked his lips as Sierra played Brock. He couldn't help but notice she had ignored his offer of a neck rub, but he wasn't concerned. This was wayyyyyy better

He felt his member throb as Sierras tormenting if Brock let him view the delicious profile she showed without any coy attempts to hide his hunger. He openly gazed at her tremendous breasts, flat stomach, curving plump ass, full hips and delisciois thighs. He was going to have some fun with her tonight.

With that, and not even looking at his cards he spoke up

"Oh now. What if I see Brock's 20 and raise it another 20$?" He asked with a smile. Worrying he was getting greedy

"But I wouldn't do that. So let's see what the rivers got then?" He said as he leane forward, letting his eyes devour her, and matched Brock's bet

"Now be a good girl and put your coin on the table" he said with a wink

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra smiled, seeing how she had managed to pull both men into calling her raise. In many ways, it was the classic way to play the table when you have such a strong hand.

And when Sierra flipped the river, her strategy was completely validated. It was an Ace. It meant, without a doubt, that this hand belonged to her.

"Well, what would it be, Uncle Brock?" Sierra said now, letting her shoulder straps slide even further down, if it was even possible, without her entire bra falling off. She cupped her breasts from below, pushing them up a little just to give both men an extra inch of flesh to stare and ogle at.

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[shizzz]

Sam smiled as Sierra turned the next card, seeing the ace, then seeing her face light up. She turned to Brock, her straps seeming to slide off her shoulders even more. Her hands instinctively rose up, fingers spreading over the full expanse of her tits in a way that had Sam licking his lips



Brock was dumbstruck as Sierra lifted her tots ever so slightly, the bronze melons squeezing together to form a line of cleavage that just begged for a cock

" umm I raise it 10$" he said not able to pull his eyes from her chest as her hands held those massive mounds. He was so distracted that he pushed in one of the red chips worth 50$



Sam chuckled, his hand subconsciously slipping to his groin to adjust his thickening member just waiting to see what she would do. Aching to see what she would do.

 

[sierrahughes]

"Uncle Brock! That's mean of you - you just raised a $50," Sierra pouted, as she continued to keep her arms folder beneath her chest. She made an exaggerated movement of it, and there was almost a sign, even a very slight one, that one of her nipples might just show.

But Sierra was careful, and kept them under wraps. For now.

"Since I've already gone all in, does that mean I'm exempt from this round of betting? Uncle Sam?" Sierra turned to him now. In the corner of her eye, she had spotted him adjusting the front of his pants. He had looked delicious so far, his firm upper body and looks that seemed to grow on you. She wondered if he also had a package that would be worth seeing, and maybe feeling. Between her breasts, betweens her lips; and maybe, between her legs.

 

[shizzz]

Brock looked shocked when he glanced down and saw he slid in the wrong chip, but it was too late. Sierra was already asking Sam what would happen next. By he watched the way her hands cupped her chest. They seemed to be lowering slightly and Brock licked his lips as the bra seemed to slip lower and lower ever so slightly bye could swear there was the slightest hint if a dark sliver of flesh, the barest hint of her nipple



Sam smiled as Sierra turned to her

"No it doesn't since your all in, but the next bets won't be on the table for you if you win" he told her, his eyes slipping from hers to her tiny hands holding up that voluptuous rack. Then they slid over to Brock

"Surely you don't want to push her too far. Let's go ahead and just flip out cards. You don't have to go any further " Sam told Brock, who nodded in agreement and retrieved his chip.

Then Sam turned back to Sierra.

"Hers what I got" he said as he flipped his cards, Brock doing the same. It was time to see what fortune had dealt him. He never looked at his cards, he just looked at Sierra to see the reaction in her face as she looked at his cards. Her breasts heaving as the anxiety made her heart race and her breaths quicken, her breasts quickened beneath her tiny hands.

 

[sierrahughes]

"Here's what I will offer, for both of you to see my cards," Sierra paused the proceedings. It was unconventional to say the least. Why would anyone make (or take) bets when all the cards barring on hand was on show? It surprised Sierra as well.

"If I win, both of you will need to take your pants off," Sierra said, taking in a sharp breath as she did so. "And if I don't, you get to choose whether I should take my bra, or my panties off," Sierra smiled devilishly.

 

[shizzz]

Sam and Brock paused, looked over at eachother, nodding with a smile


"Deal" they said in unison

"And it's gona be that bra" Brock said with a wink. And Sam simply nodded in agreement



"Go on and show us what you got Sierra" Sam said with a grin. Either way someone was gonna see something. This was getting very interesting.

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra had won big this time. Not only did she recoup way more than what she had initially started with (which was already a pretty decent pot), she was going to get some fun too.

"Trip Aces, tough luck gentlemen," Sierra said, turning her cards over, and then gathering the pot and the cards. She had pulled her bra straps back up over her shoulder now, and then she paused, looking at both men.

"Well, both of you have got to pay up," she winked.

 

[shizzz]

Brock guffawed at the sight of the triple aces. Then he fumbled as he kicked off his shoes, tugged his pants down and tossed them into the table, only after pulling his walet out. He stood there grumbling in a pair of tight white underwear, the semi-rigid shape if his cock clearly visible.

"There, but this night is far from over honey" he said as he sat back down.


Sam stood up, emptied his pockets and kicked of his shoes, then stared over at Sierra

"You were awfully quick to grab up that pot. Why don't you go ahead and come over here and take my pants" he said with a smile, as he let his eyes openly wander over the full swell of her cleavage, his cock throbbing again, stiffening in the snug athletic boxer briefs he wore. His shirt clinging tight to his lithe muscular torso as his eyes played over her body openly.

 

[sierrahughes]

"Sure, Uncle Sam," Sierra agreed without hesitation. She wanted him to know that she was equal to this, and could very well hold her on. In fact, she was going to tease him even more, since he had obviously made this request with only one purpose in mind.

"Uncle Brock, would you mind taking over the dealing for this round? Please?" Sierra pouted, with yet another jiggle of her breasts. It wasn't difficult to get Uncle Brock to do what she wanted.

Turning back to Uncle Sam, Sierra slid around the coffee table...and onto her knees. She moved slowly but surely towards Uncle Sam, and then reached up to the buckle of his belt.

"Uncle Sam, do you have something nice underneath for little Sierra?" Sierra looked up into his eyes, purring softly.

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[shizzz]

He smiled at the cool way in which she handled Brock. Then grinned again as she lowered herself to her knees as she came around the table. The view from above of her full chest made his member throb again as her hands slid up to his belt

"Maybe. There is only one way to find out, but I think that would require you winning a couple more hands," he told her with a wink.

"Or maybe just losing the right hand" he said with a smile, noticing that she had let the straps of he bra slip free from he shoulders again. He was dying to see her topless. She had teased him for the last couple of months, but tonight she ha put on one hell of a display of using her assets to manipulate Brock, and he couldn't help but admire her for that

"Go on and take a peek if you like" he said with a grin, wondering his how far this girl would go. How forward would she be? Where would he draw the line?

He was going to find out tonight, by pushing her bit by bit al night long.

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra slowly undid the belt from the buckle, making enough room for her to unbutton his pants. She deliberately struggled a little with it, prolonging the moment for everyone involved. And when the button finally came undone, she paused, filling the room with even greater anticipation.

And then she leaned forward, her face barely an inch away from the fabric that was the front of his pants, as she slowly pulled down the zipper. The room was entirely quiet; it was as if Uncle Sam and Uncle Brock were both holding their breaths.

All they could hear was the sound of fabric sliding down Uncle Sam's toned legs, followed by a barely inaudible, but unmistakable gasp from Sierra. And it took her about a moment, before she collected herself.

It was because Uncle Sam's erection became very visible. She could see the outline of his cock, ending with a small wet patch at the very top. He was huge.

 

[shizzz]

Sam could feel his body throbbing. This young curvaceous delight was on her knees, and slowly working his pants free.

He felt her struggle with the button, and he wondered if she had lost her nerve when she paused. Then her hand slid to the zipper, and she slowly tugged it down

The room was silent, the light swish of his pants crumung to the floor was all that you could hear. Then she gasped.

He sharp inhale of breath was plainly audible as her eyes locked on the thick swollen outline if his cock running almost to the end of the snug fighting athletic boxer briefs

"I see you aren't disappointed" he said with a smile as he looks down at the cute brunette, seeing the way she was stuck staring at him. Brock hadn't made a sound, both wanted to see what she would do next. Would she want to take a peak, he had offered hadn't he? Or would he snap back to reality and play another hand. One thing was for sure. He was gonna have her tonight.

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra found herself staring, for perhaps a little longer than even she had wanted to. She wanted both men to think that she wanted them; now she was actually contemplating going along with it. It would be, even in all her wildest moments, something quite unbelievable.

But she collected herself, for now. And stood up slowly, tilting her head slightly upwards to stare straight into Uncle Sam's eyes once more, before turning her back to him, and back towards Uncle Brock.

"Uncle Brock, thanks for agreeing to deal for this hand," she blew him an air kiss.