Poker Night with Caine and Friends

Caine must have gotten over any self-consciousness he may have had about being naked around his friends, because he undid his pants and let his huge erection out. I smiled, still rocking from the intense fucking I was currently receiving from Winston, and reached out with my cum-covered hand to stroke Caine's cock like a familiar old pet. I guess he was over any worry about other men's jizz, too because he didn't seem to mind the fact that Tim's cum was making my hand move nice and easy on his cock. I spread the cum all over, getting him slick. Then I tugged his cock lightly, pulling him closer so that I could suck Tim's cum off of him as I began to blow him.

Suddenly, my mouth was yanked off of Caine's prick as Winston moved his hands from my hips to my shoulders and pulled me back onto his cock. We both moaned loudly as he shook and spurted his load deep into my pussy. He kept shaking. I imagined wave after wave of hot cum swirling to join with Mark's deep within my womb. I wasn't as nervous about it this time, since what was done was done. In fact, it gave me the mad urge to keep fucking all of them over and over and over in turn so they could fill me to eternity. Worries of pregnancy and diseases evaporated in the rush of the moment, as rational thought was swept away by my animal urges. At that moment, I came again, as Mark had somehow been able to keep fingering my clit through all of this insanity.

Winston pulled out, and before Mark could move his hand away from my pussy, the river of cum flowed out forcefully right into his palm, through his fingers and onto the floor. We all laughed wearily, feeling amazed and totally spent from our brief and intense explosion of animal instinct. I glanced at the clock. Only 30 minutes had gone by but it had felt like an eternity of bliss. And I hadn't even gotten to make Caine cum yet! That was the reason I was even here doing any of this! Speaking of cum - how long had it been since any of these guys had ejaculated? They were shooting the most humongous, messy loads I've ever seen all over me and the poker table.

I slowly pushed myself upward from the table with my elbows and stood up, but only momentarily. There were some poker cards and chips stuck to my sweaty body and nestled in my cleavage. I must have looked like such a messy slut. I kind of wish I had a picture of it, since I was drunk and it's a bit hazy now. The booze combined with my intense orgasms had made me really lightheaded. My skirt slipped back down into place as I dropped forward onto my knees, leaning on Mark to regain my orientation. Mark put his cum-covered hand up to my mouth and I immediately started licking and sucking Winston's cum off of his fingers. Mark reached his other hand down between my kneeling thighs and pushed my skirt back up. He began fingering me again. I moaned as I finished cleaning the cum off of his hand and then moved over and began sucking his cock again. I was feeling too exhausted to keep it up for long. But despite my tiredness, Mark's fingering was making me totally horny again. Powerless to do anything about it I said "I can't stand up anymore, but if you guys still have enough to buy in, let's go double or nothing for one more round."

I noticed Tim had perked back up and Winston was stroking his still semi-hard cock, apparently hoping to make the most of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They both jumped up and helped Mark to gently lift me onto my back on the poker table. I remember making a mental note to get a table like this one. The height and width were perfect for fucking on. I laid on it, completely at their mercy as I was on the verge of passing out but wanted so much more sex. Mark carefully bent my legs so my knees pointed toward the ceiling and he placed my feet on the table. Tim and Winston were groping my jiggling tits and massaging my body from both sides of the table. I told them to squeeze as hard as they wanted. "Milk me." I said. They obliged, smiling at the chance to indulge their fantasies. Winston even caught some in a shotglass and drank it, which really turned me on.

Mark slid my skirt up and slowly pushed his cock back in, fucking me at a steady pace. I moaned and smiled but otherwise made no movement. Tim struggled for a bit with my skirt but was eventually able to get it off and out of the way. Now with a clear view, they all stood around and marveled at my shaking body as Mark continued to plow in and out of me. Winston put his hand on my clit and slid his fingers carefully down around where Mark's cock intersected with me. Nobody seemed to mind a little man on man touch, especially me. Secretly, I wished that they would take that action a little further but I didn't have the energy to try and guide them there.

My eyes were closed, so I didn't notice yet that Caine had moved up to the side of the table where my head hung lazily back. My mouth was wide open in ecstatic moans. Caine knelt down and started kissing gently around my open lips, grasping my upside-down face lovingly between his hands. I kissed him back and asked for his cock. He stood back up and carefully inched it toward my face. I somehow mustered the energy to return to the blowjob that had been interrupted before, bringing my hands up to stroke Caine's shaft and balls as Mark continued to pound my pussy at the other end of the table. Caine moved his hands up to join Tim and Winston's stroking stroking my body all over.

Mark put his hands around my upraised thighs and grabbed tight as he shot yet another load into my pussy. I couldn't even remember how many loads I had taken into my womb. I stopped sucking Caine's cock for a moment and gasped around it before continuing. Mark pulled out immediately, stroking his hand across my pussy as his cum leaked out.

Tim wasted no time. He eagerly took Mark's place between my legs and poised himself in anticipation of his first chance to get his dick inside of me. Mark grabbed his clothes and rushed straight to the bathroom. Tim grabbed the sides of the table as he shoved his prick into me and immediately started pounding. In what seemed like no time at all, he was howling and cumming, adding his load to the mix inside my pussy.

Tim pulled out and went to the kitchen to get a drink. I was still sucking and stroking Caine's cock while I watched Winston reach down to finger my cum-dripping pussy. Winston looked at Caine, wondering if it was ok for him to take another turn before Caine had a go. As if reading his mind, Caine said "I'm just fine up here. Go ahead." I swallowed Caine even deeper and tugged his balls.

Winston immediately moved around to my spread thighs and stuck his dick into my cum-soaked slit. He put his hands on my belly as he pumped in and out of me. I reached one hand down to grasp his. I knew I already had Caine on the verge of cumming so when Winston tightened up and started shooting another load into me, the convulsion pushed Caine over the edge. I felt his cock tense up so I pulled it out of my mouth and sucked his balls in as I stroked his cock with both hands. I looked over and noticed Mark and Tim were dressed and sitting on the couch, watching as Caine sprayed a huge load all down the front of my body. Some of it shot far enough to land on Winston's belly as he was shaking and spurting the last of his cum into me. He didn't even seem to notice or maybe he didn't care. It was so hot.

What a mess we had made. I continued kissing Caine's balls as I massaged his cum onto my belly and tits. Pushing some of the pool of cum down to where Winston was still inside of me, I began fingering myself, shoving as much of it in as I could. Winston pulled out and I mixed their cum together, pushing more of it inside in my frenzied state. All this come gave me my second (third?) wind. "More." I moaned.

Mark and Tim needed to get home to their families, and Winston was sobering up and gathering his things. I sat up on the table and looked around, finally starting to return to consciousness and sobriety as well. I gathered the poker chips and the money I'd earned and thanked everyone for letting a beginner sit in on the game. They laughed at what an understatement that was. Mark and Tim were driving together so they said a sort of uncomfortable goodbye. I reassured them with a sweet peck on the cheek each, being careful not to get any cum on them since they had already made themselves presentable for their wives.

As the door closed behind Mark and Tim, I turned, looked at Caine and told him to sit back down in his chair. He did so and his prick was almost immediately hard again as I sat down on his lap. He slid effortlessly into my gaping, wet pussy. My body still slick with everyone's cum, I slid around on him and slowly picked up the pace, grinding my cum covered ass on his lap. My breathing was getting faster and raspier and I started lifting myself off the chair and slamming down hard on his cock. I knew I was going to come again soon, but I wanted Caine to come too. I couldn't believe how amazing it felt fucking these guys while I was already full of cum. Knowing they were all mixed together and it was getting all over us just amplified the sensation.

Winston had been going toward the door but stopped in his tracks, unable to take his eyes off of us. He was staring right at my pussy between my fully-spread legs, watching Caine's cock completely disappear each time I lifted off and slammed down on it. I was fixed on his eyes, getting off on being watched yet again. I think I really missed my calling as a sex performer. Now that I know how much I enjoy being watched fucking, I'm not sure if I'll ever truly enjoy sex without an audience.

With great effort, I formed the words, "You want some more?" Winston only nodded as he stepped slowly toward us. As soon as he was within reach, I yanked him forward by his belt and had his pants down in seconds. I shoved my face right into him as I swallowed his cock whole, never losing my steady stride on top of Caine. Caine dug his fingers into my ass cheeks as Winston grasped the back of my head. After a few bobs on Winston's cock I pulled my face away from him. "This one's on the house. Now get in here!" I commanded, grabbing him by the dick and bringing him to his knees in front of the chair. Winston and Caine were eye to eye now, with me in between. I was fucking Caine hard while stroking Winston's cock forcefully. I think they both knew what I was about to do and they didn't seem to want me to stop. They wanted it.

I grabbed Winston by the ass with one hand and pulled him forward, deftly guiding his dick into my slick pussy in the split second between lifting up off of Caine's cock and thrusting back down on it. Before Winston or Caine realized what had happened, I had clamped down hard and was fucking both of their cocks at once. I've always wanted to know what it would be like to have two cocks in my pussy. It was as amazing as I had imagined. I couldn't handle it at all. I've never felt anything like it and I have a feeling that neither of them had either.

After a few seconds of rubbing up against Winston's cock while embedded in my cunt, Caine began spurting uncontrollably. I kept wriggling my hips like a snake, grinding forward and backward on Caine and milking out every last drop. Both of them had their arms around me, squishing my boobs flat and causing milk to trickle down between us. I felt Winston's cock go hard against Caine's inside of me as his entire body tensed and he flooded my pussy again, covering my insides and Caine's cock with his cum.

I grabbed Winston and squeezed him close, grinding harder and faster on their two dicks as he continued to shake. "Don't stop. I'm almost there. Please don't stop." The two men were able to muster some untapped energy and continued to push into me with their softening dicks. I could feel burning cum spilling out of me and running down Caine's balls. The way our position had shifted, Caine couldn't keep himself in and his cock popped out of me, spilling what felt like another pint of cum out of my womb. Winston was able to stay in from his position and he continued plowing away until finally I shuddered, threw my head back in a scream and fell limply against Caine in the chair. I put my hands down to my overworked pussy and grabbed on to Winston's soft prick before he pulled out. "Mmmmm." I purred as I held him there, stroking my pussy and his cock and balls in the slimy mess.

Winston got up slowly, smirking at the huge mess of cum on his half-removed pants. Caine and I laughed as I slowly stood up. I looked down at the cum still oozing out of my pussy as I took a few steps. "We should put those in the wash for him, Caine." I said, stumbling forward to help Winston remove his messy clothes. "We could all take a little nap together while we wait for his load, right?" I giggled, inviting myself to stay over. After all that had happened, Caine didn't seem to have a problem with that. I could see his dick was getting hard again just thinking about it.

Winston nodded agreement, then went to the bathroom. I hugged Caine and looked into his eyes. "Am I your pet?" I asked. He kissed me. "I really hope so." I was still worried, though. "Even though I fucked your friends?" He grinned. "Even though you fucked my friends." We talked a little and he said he'd never been more thrilled or turned on before tonight. I felt the same way. The nervousness and worry had added an extra edge to our horniness. We talked about the distance between us and made a promise to do better in the future. I kissed him again, passionately, and tiptoed off to the bathroom to clean up a little.

Caine must have taken awhile cleaning up all the cum in the living room. I totally forgot that he had a girlfriend and it was possible that she even lived here with him. I went into the bedroom and joined Winston on the bed. "Caine might be a few minutes." I told him as I laid down on my side.

I was sucking lazily on Winston's hardening cock when Caine came in a few minutes later. He crept up behind me and slipped himself into my wet, warm pussy. I gasped at the surprise but kept on sucking. And rather than make you all tired by describing the rest of what happened while we waited for Winston's laundry, I'll just say that I made them try all sorts of positions to find the best way to get them both back in my pussy at once, and all of us came at least a couple more times before Winston left in the early rays of sunrise.

Since Derrick was expecting me to stay at a hotel downtown with my ladies rather than driving home drunk, I had no concerns about staying the night with Caine. I slept peacefully in his arms and woke with his cock still wedged inside of me, ready to keep fucking. As sore as I was from the previous night, Caine and I fucked for hours the next morning and we had to force ourselves apart so that I could clean up and get home in time to avoid suspicion.

I'll be thinking about this one every day for years to come. It's been a few weeks and Caine and I haven't really said much since, but I have a feeling there are more good things in store for us.