Stacey's Mom

Johns hand was still moving along his shaft, as he watched Mariah continue to play with herself. He wanted so badly to walk over to her and offer her his cock to suck, or to stick up that sweet looking cunt.

"God you're so hot Mariah. What I wouldn't give to be your fingers right now." John replied as his fingers slowly stroked his long hard cock.
 
Mariah smiled, pressing those fingers deeper into herself, slowly working them in and out of that tight hole, the walls squeezing, her fingers slowly becomming covered with her juices. Her hands continued to work roughly now with her breasts, squeezing the large, plump orbs for their visual enjoyment. And though their words were direction Mariah to tell them to put aside the cards, and that she'd take them both on, right then and there, she refrained from doing anything but giving the occasional soft moan. Perhaps...maybe later.

For the last minute, Mariah pulled her fingers out, crossing her legs lightly, that pretty pussy still dripping with her juices. She rose the hand to her mouth, smirking lightly, licking her fingers clean and tasting herself, all the while keeping her eyes on the twins.

"Mm, now that was fun, wasn't it?"
 
I had to let go of my hard cock, in order to scoop the cards off the table.

"My deal" I said as I began to shuffle the cards. My hert was still racing, Mariahs little tease had inflamed my blood with lust. I couldn't wait to see what would happen the next time she lost.

I carefully dealt 5 cards to everyone. Shit pair of 8's. I hoped Rick had something better.
 
Rick:

He glanced from Mariah to the cards John had dealt and wondered what his brother had been thinking when dealt as he only had a pair of fives, unless he dealt himself a better hand than that.

Then he went back to looking from Mariah's eyes, which seemed to be smouldering, to her tits as the moved more now that her breathing was faster and shallower, a sure sign that she was getting hotter and hotter.
 
Two pair. Twos and Fours. Mariah set the cards down wordlessly for the pair to see. Hmm, yes, it'd be good to get rid of Rick's suit as well. But she wondered. Well, that hand hadn't been good, but she hoped better than the others...it wouldn't bother her too horribly if it wasn't.

"Two pair, twos and fours. What about you boys?" She rose her arms to brush back that long, wavy hair of hers, watching the pair as she shifted her position lightly, that hidden pink flesh wet, and growing wetter from the past few moments she'd acted.
 
Shit, she had me beat. My mind had been churning, thinking of all the things we could ask her to do this time, but it looked like she might win. She would probably make Rick strip, evening the game.

"Pair of eights, you've got me."
 
Rick:

"Beats my pair too Mariah. So what would you like since you won the hand," he asks smiling at her, although there was no doubt in his mind that his suit would soon be on the floor with John's and all three of them would be stark naked and ready for more physical actions as hands were won and lost if the game continued.
 
"Well, I don't quite think it's even here, you still having on that awfully troubling swim suit, so why not join us?" Mariah smirked slightly, leaning back in the chair comfortably. That would do good to even out the game. She was almost excited to start a new hand, just wondering what she could have them do...or what they would request of her.
 
Rick:

He stood up without hesitation and a smile on his face as he watched Mariah's face and eyes.

His thumbs hooked the waitband of his speedo suit and he slowly slid them from back to front as he eased the miniscule trunks down bit by bit giving her the same tease as she'd given them both.

The waist band cleared the tight muscled ass first, waist band "caught" on the tip of his cock as it it stretched and pulled his prick down so it pointed right at her.

The final tug freed the suit and his cock popped up toward his flat belly then bounced and swayed as it again pointed at her.

John's dick was a inch or so longer looking than Rick's, but Rick's was noticibly thicker than John's.

Looking right into her eyes, down at her great tits and back into her eyes again Rick's hand closes around it and he gives it a squeeze. That makes the already broad head even bigger, wider as his eyes slide down her body to her dripping wet pussy... and Rick grins as he looks back into her eyes.

Then he sits down and askes, "Whose deal it is this time?"
 
John chuckled to himself as Rick did his little striptease. He was sure that in his own mind, Rick thought he looked hot, but to John he looked like his clumsy brother trying to dance.

Smiling, he shuffled the cards before handing them over to Rick.

"You're deal Bro."

Johns eyes again went to Mariah, that hot wet pussy was just begging to have a large cock like his in it. Now that they were all naked, what would she ask for if she won? What was he going to ask for. There was so much he wanted to do with their sexy neighbor, that it almost drove him crazy.
 
Rick:

He deals out the hands after shuffling the cards a couple of times.

As he deals Rick thinks to himself, 'Let's see just how far she wants to take this.'

He deals her a pair of Aces and gives John a pair of Jacks and himself an Ace High hand with no pairs.
 
Mariah was impressed, no doubt. They were both rather well built, in more places than one, so this would turn out rather interesting. She drew her eyes away from the twins now finally to look down at her card. Pair of Ace. Well, she wasn't sure how far one pair might get her, but she wasn't too bent on winning all the time. If she did, that would make the game rather unfair.

That wave brown hair was brushed back over a shoulder, and she leaned forward, placing her cards on the table.

"One pair, Ace." She said with a smile before leaning back and crossing her legs lightly, watching and waiting to see the outcome of the hand.
 
Rick:

With a mock disgusted look on his face, Rick tosses down his cards as he says in a "damn it" tone of voice, "Beats my Ace high hand Mariah."

Then letting his eyes slowly flow up her body from her pusssy to her tits to her eyes he says with a wicked little grin, "If you beat John's too I hope that you're thinking of what we losers will have to do to, for, with or to you."
 
John carefully laid his cards on the table.

"Pair of Jacks" he announced sadly.

What would Mariah want. It was his deal next, and he scooped up the cards and began to shuffle as he waited to hear what her desire was. His eyes locked in on her chest, maybe she would want them to suck on her breasts for awhile. That would be sweet he thought.
 
"Well, I am getting a bit lonely over here, and being that we're all here naked now, I guess we'd better move on to a few things a bit more...exciting.." She inched forward in her seat, smiling to them as she tiled her head, placing her hands overlapping each other on her knees.

"How about we pay a bit more attention to my upper region, hm? Then we'll work down as the game goes.." Her words ment for them to travel toward her breasts, those flawless, beautiful things they were.

"Whatever you'd like to do with them, go ahead an do, at least for the next few minutes.."
 
Rick:

That was all the invitation he needed, "Lay back Mariah and put your hands over your head on the back rest please. Then stay that way until you've called time."

Moving around the table he takes a seat beside her, watching as she does as he's asked with a sexy smile on her face and smouldering eyes looking from him to John and back again as they settle themselves.

Rick's hand reached over and he cupped her silky smooth and soft yet firm tit and squeezed it letting his fingers slowly sink deeper and deeper into it's firmness.

At the same time his thumb slid back and forth over the swollen spongy nipple, at times pressing it into the flesh underneath, as he looked into her eyes.
 
John quickly to Mariahs side, as she raised her hands above her head, the action causing her breasts to move so excitingly. Reaching out tenatively, his hand making contact with her firm breast, his finger slowly rubbing circles around her nipple. As he rubbed, he could feel her start to respond, her nipples hardening under his gentle carress.

Bending his head in next to her, his lips gently brushing hers, as his hand begins to palm her heavy breast, gently squeezing the soft flesh.
 
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