Poker Night

My divorce finally came through, and Andrew had stayed true to his word—he gave me a very generous settlement. With that resolved, Mark and I decided to take the next step in our relationship and move in together. Mark sold his home, and we both went 50/50 on a beautiful house outside of town. It was secluded, spacious, and even had a pool. It was perfect for us, though having children was never part of the plan. I was incapable of having children, and Mark had gotten a vasectomy years before we met. From the very beginning of our relationship, we agreed that children were not something we wanted—ever.

Our lives were already busy enough, both professionally and personally. I had my role at the office, where I was regularly "used" by the guys in the workplace, and of course, my responsibilities as a Devoted, serving the men of the order whenever they required it.

One evening, Mark casually mentioned that he was inviting some of his coworkers over for a poker night. Naturally, this would include me being gangbanged by all of them—a prospect that thrilled me. It had been a while since they'd all used me at the same time; normally, it was individual "meetings" at work where they each took what they wanted. This would be something different. Mark also added that I wouldn’t be wearing clothes and would be serving as their attendant for the evening, fetching drinks and snacks. I didn’t object, of course—after all, Mark was my Master, and I obeyed without question.

The date was set for the coming Saturday, and the week seemed to fly by. The guys at the office even refrained from their usual "meetings" with me during the week, clearly saving up for the event. I could hardly contain my excitement at the thought of all the attention I’d be receiving.

On Saturday, Mark and I had a lazy day leading up to the evening. We popped out to the store together to stock up on drinks and snacks for the night ahead. The anticipation was almost unbearable; just the thought of all those cocks and the delicious release that awaited me left me soaking with desire.

Back at the house, we set up the poker table with chips and cards, stocked the fridge with beer, and arranged an assortment of spirits and mixers on a small side table. Once everything was ready, we spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing and unwinding until it was time to prepare for the night.

When the evening finally arrived, we showered together, and as expected, I didn’t put any clothes back on afterward.

“Come here and bend over,” Mark instructed as he stood behind me. I obeyed without hesitation, bending over as commanded. A moment later, I felt the cool sensation of lube being applied to my asshole, followed by the familiar fullness of a butt plug being inserted.

“There, that looks better,” Mark said as he stepped back to admire his work. I turned to look in the mirror, and there, nestled snugly between my ass cheeks, was a chrome butt plug topped with a bright red jewel. I smiled at the sight. That’ll give the guys something extra to look at, I thought.

The only thing I was allowed to wear was a pair of stockings and suspenders—Mark’s favorite look on me. He, on the other hand, kept it simple, dressed in jeans and a casual shirt. It was just a boys’ night, after all.

A knock at the door pulled Mark’s attention. He left to answer it, and I heard the familiar sound of male voices drifting in from the hallway. They’re all here, I thought, my heart racing with excitement. After a few minutes, I heard chairs scrape against the floor as the men settled around the table. Taking a deep breath, I stepped into the room, a wide grin on my face as all eyes turned to me.

“Hey, boys,” I said cheerfully, my voice warm and inviting.

Their smiles widened as they took in the sight of me standing there in nothing but my stockings and suspenders, the jewel of the butt plug gleaming between my cheeks. One by one, I gave each of them a hug and a kiss—Derek, Kyle, and James—each taking the opportunity to grope me, their hands greedily exploring my body.

I lingered beside James, letting my hand rest casually on his shoulder as his hand stroked my ass. “What are you drinking, boys? We’ve got beer, spirits, and whatever else you fancy,” I asked. They each gave me their orders, and I sauntered off to prepare their drinks.

By the time I returned with a tray of beverages, Mark was finishing setting up the table with chips and cards. I handed out the drinks, earning polite thanks from the men. The game began, and I lingered nearby, watching with curiosity. I’d never played poker before, so I took the opportunity to observe and learn.

I made sure to give each of them a little attention throughout the game. Leaning low over Derek’s shoulder, I pressed my hands against his chest and let his head rest between my breasts, which he clearly enjoyed. I moved around the table, taking turns standing close to each of them, letting their hands casually wander over my ass and pussy. It didn’t take long to notice the bulges forming in their trousers, but they were here to play poker first and indulge in me afterward—that was the arrangement.

Kyle was the first to lose and drop out of the initial round. As he leaned back in his chair and sipped his drink, I took my place beside him. He pushed his chair back slightly, and I knelt between his legs, unzipping his fly with practiced ease. His cock sprang free, the tip already glistening with precum. I leaned in without hesitation, letting my tongue dart out to lap it up before taking him fully into my mouth.

My instructions from Mark were clear: no one was allowed to cum until after the poker game. My job was simply to tease and edge them. Kyle groaned softly, his hand resting on my head as I worked his shaft with eager enthusiasm, taking him deep and swirling my tongue in just the way I knew he liked.

After a few minutes, I pulled away, carefully tucking his hard, slick cock back into his trousers before pressing a kiss to his lips.

“Mmm, that was nice. Such a good whore,” Kyle said with a satisfied smirk.

“Oh yes, that she is,” James chimed in, his voice filled with approval.

James was the next to drop out, and I repeated the routine—pulling out his cock and wrapping my lips around it, sucking him deeply while the last two finished their round of poker. The game ended not long after, with Derek emerging as the winner.

Both Mark and Derek took out their cocks, and I alternated between the two, sucking each of them as instructed, but making sure not to push them over the edge.

“Fuck, I’m dying to come in the whore’s holes,” Derek groaned, his voice thick with desire.

“Ah, don’t worry—we will. All in good time,” Mark replied casually, raising his glass. The men joined him in the toast, emptying their drinks in unison.

“More drinks, whore,” Mark commanded, and I dutifully asked each of them for their orders. It was mostly the same as before, so I headed into the kitchen to fetch a couple of beers from the fridge.

As I leaned forward to grab the bottles, I felt James behind me. His hands gripped my hips firmly, and without a word, he slid his cock into my pussy. Both of us gasped at the sensation as he began thrusting, giving me a quick and rough pounding. True to the rules, though, he didn’t finish inside me; he just wanted to feel the tight warmth of my pussy around his cock.

“Suck me clean, whore,” he ordered once he pulled out. I immediately dropped to my knees, taking his length into my mouth and cleaning him thoroughly before tucking him back into his trousers.

Grabbing the tray of drinks, I returned to the room with James trailing behind me. I handed out the drinks as the men continued their game. This pattern went on for the next hour—drinks, teasing, and edging—as the guys became increasingly restless.

Eventually, Mark leaned in and whispered in my ear. “Go into the lounge and wait for us. We’ll be there soon.”

I obeyed, knowing this was the last game of the night and they wouldn’t be far behind. In the lounge, I lay down on the sofa, spreading my legs and playing with my pussy as instructed. The light from the room reflected off the jewel of the butt plug nestled between my cheeks.

The game finished, and the men joined me in the lounge, stripping down as they entered. Before me stood four eager men, their rock-hard cocks ready to claim me. James made the first move, wasting no time as he plunged his cock into my wet pussy and began pounding me hard. Derek and Kyle each took a spot beside me, positioning their cocks for me to suck.

Mark sat across from us in a chair, stroking his fat cock and watching the scene unfold. His eyes gleamed as he watched his whore service his friends.

I greedily sucked on Derek and Kyle, taking as much of their lengths into my mouth as I could while James continued pounding me. It didn’t take long for James to tense, groan, and release a massive load deep inside my pussy. I moaned in pleasure, licking my lips at him as the warmth spread through me. I could feel the powerful spurts of his cum, and the thought of how long I’d been edging them only heightened my arousal.

Mark stepped forward with a glass in hand, confirming what I suspected. As James pulled out, Mark positioned the glass under my pussy.

“Push out the cum, whore,” Mark commanded.

I obeyed, bearing down as James’s thick load spilled out of me, creamy and white, filling the glass. When I had pushed out all I could, I took James’s cock into my mouth, sucking out the last few drops of his seed before he stepped away.

Derek was next. He knelt between my legs, removing the butt plug with a pop, signaling it was time for him to take my ass. I smirked in anticipation. Ass-fucking time, I thought as he spat on his fingers, lubing my hole before sliding in. His cock filled me completely, stretching my tight ass as he buried himself to the hilt.

Grabbing my tits, he began thrusting, each stroke long and deep. The sensation was incredible, and I moaned around Kyle’s cock, which I continued to suck eagerly. Derek didn’t hold back, pounding my ass relentlessly until his body tensed. With a groan, he released his load deep inside me.

The warmth of his cum filling my ass was intoxicating, and I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation. As Derek pulled out, Mark held the glass under my ass, and I pushed out the load. Thick, creamy spurts flowed into the glass, mixing with James’s cum. The liquid was now over halfway full.

Kyle was next. He easily slid into my ass, still slick from Derek’s load. While he thrust into me, Derek and James positioned their cocks on either side of me for me to suck. Kyle rubbed my clit as he pounded away, sending me into an intense orgasm.

“Shit, that’s tight,” Kyle groaned as my orgasm caused me to clench tightly around him. Once I relaxed, he resumed his rhythm, and it wasn’t long before he tensed and groaned, releasing another huge load deep inside me.

I moaned in pleasure, licking my lips and playing with my nipples as I basked in the euphoria of it all. Drunk on sex and cum, I was beyond satisfied but still ravenous for more.

As Kyle pulled out, Mark once again positioned the glass under my ass, catching the cum as it leaked out. I pushed hard, and a gush of frothy, creamy nectar spilled out, filling the glass to the top.

I knew what was coming and I couldn’t wait to drink the contents of that glass. I ran a couple of fingers in and around my ass and my fingers got a coating of ass juice and cum, which I greedily licked up. Mark handed me the glass and I knew exactly what to do. I sat up and sat on the floor, making sure they could all see what I was doing. I put the glass to my mouth and slowly began to drink the contents, the salty taste over my lips and tongue, I slowly drank and swallowed, it took multiple swallows, but soon enough it was all gone. I licked the inside of the glass to make sure none went to waste and managed to get every last drop.

“She’s a good whore, isn’t she guys” , Mark said to them, to which they all nodded. I smiled, pleased that I had made my Master happy, but I still had not had my Master’s cum, his cock was still rock hard, so he beckoned me over with his finger and I crawled on my hands and knees to him, I knew instinctively what he wanted, I got between his legs and began to kiss his balls and suck on the tenderly, running my tongue up his thick shaft, his tip wet with precum, which I kissed. I then slowly began to suck my Master's cock, no hands, just the way he likes it, taking all of his meat into my mouth and down my throat. I could hear him groaning with each stroke of my mouth. Within minutes I felt his cock twitch and thick streams of his delicious cream spilled out. I carried on sucking, my head moving up and down on his thick shaft, my mouth filling up, I was not allowed to spill a drop.

He stopped cumming, my mouth full to the brim, I pulled off his cock and looked at him and swallowed the entirety of his balls, licking my lips afterwards. I saw the tips of his cock had more cum on it and I sucked him further, he groaned and twitched as he was very sensitive now, once there was no more cum to get I stopped and leant back. My ass and pussy were very wet and still leaking the odd bit of cum. I got drinks for them all again and heard Mark talking to them as I went off for drinks. I came back and they were all standing up, their cock’s rock hard again and I gave them their drinks.

“On your knees whore”, Mark commanded, again I did as instructed and they gathered around me, 4 cocks staring me in the face, “Suck, whore”, again another command. I began to suck greedily on these lovely cocks, sucking James, while wanking the others with my hands. It wasn’t long before James pulled out of my mouth and wanked himself off , I instinctively opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue thick jets of cum spattered my face, dripping all over my tits, some in my mouth, once he stopped. He used his cock to smear the cum all over my face to ensure I was fully coated and then he let me suck his cock, then Kyle was next for sucking and before long he pulled out and I did the same, thick jets of cum all over my face. Again using his cock and smearing my face with his cock.

I was a mess at this point just from the two of them, but I didn’t care, I was loving it, now it was turn for Derek and then Mark. Once they had finished I was coated in cum, my face, tits and in my hair. I used my hands and began to rub the cream into my skin, it went frothy and then clear, I stank of cum at this point.

“Come with me whore, into the bathroom, come on boys”, Mark commanded and in I went, we had changed the bathroom into a wet room which we both prefer and I knelt in the shower area, they gathered around me and began to piss all over me as they had done many times before, washing the cum off my skin, I washed myself with their piss, rubbing my pussy and ass, opening my mouth to drink some of that hot acrid liquid. They all knew what to do, once they stopped pissing, they left me and I took a hot shower, as I didn’t want to go to bed and make all the sheets stink of cum and piss. I washed myself and threw on a towel bathrobe and the guys were getting ready to leave.

They all came over and thanked me for a wonderful night