Poker night

Soon his buddies are due to arrive, and it is your responsibility to greet them at the door. Biting your lip, still insecure of how revealing your outfit is you stand at the door until you can hear car doors in front of the house.

With the ring of the doorbell, you steel yourself and open the door wearing a fake smile. "Hello and welcome! My name is slut, and I will be serving you tonight. Mike is waiting in the living room. May I take your coats?" The text was given to you by Mike and being **** to say it out load in front of a bunch of strangers makes you flush red in shame. Oddly enough you can also feel your pussy getting wet again. Why are you always getting wet in the most humiliation situations?

The boys on the door eye you up and down, practically stripping you with their eyes. Someone in the backrow is pushing their way through the group. You are surprised to see a girl step forth. "So, Mike has found someone with so little self-esteem that she is doing this for us. How pathetic." She steps through the door and throws her jacked in your face, as if you were nothing but a coat hanger.

"Come on boys, stop staring. She is not even that hot. Poker is waiting for us." Not giving you another glance, she just walks towards the living room.

'Not even that hot?' the shame and anger at her offhand comment make your cheeks flush red. You have seen yourself in the mirror. You are hot. Aren't you?

Her casual behavior is enough for the guys to overcome their staring and soon they enter, also throwing their stuff at you. "Ashley is right. Just look at her tits. They are already hanging as if she were 40." They just laugh at your expense and continue towards the living room while a little tear is forming in your eye. They are just teasing you right? Right? Humiliated and more self-conscious than ever before you hang their coats and follow them in the living room to serve them drinks.

The poker game is in full swing, and the stakes are getting bigger when suddenly Mike speaks up. "I call your twenty and raise by a blowjob from my slut here. She will be happy to pleasure you as best as she can." Grinning at your shocked expression he leans back while the others jump in to call, each of them wanting to win the treat. The river is drawn and helpless you have to watch as Mikes three-of-tens are beaten by Ashley's full house.

"Looks like I won.", the smut girl says. "Well, get to it bitch." With that she spreads her legs a bit and gestures you to crawl under the table.

Defeated you slip onto your knees and crawl under the table. As you position yourself between her legs, she reaches down to brush her slip to the side and allow you free access. Above you the game continues.

Giving yourself a last push, you close in on the hairless slit presented to you and start pleasuring her. With slow delicate licks you part her tight youthful lips and work yourself towards her clit. Lightly sucking and twirling around the nugget with your tongue tip you work her further up towards her orgasm, which she scream out with no regard or shame to the boys sitting around her. 'I could never be this confident you think as you go back to licking up her love-juice.

What happens above the table is lost on you, but eventually it seems like it has come down to just three players. Ashley, Mike, and the guy who commented on the sagginess of your breasts when greeting them at the door.

One round of cards, an all-in call and soon the winner is determined.