Lara rolls the dice

Lara glanced towards the five young men again, her gaze focusing on their crotches as the image of the drunk’s fat cock flared up before her inner eye. Compared with the denizens of what was likely a rough and rowdy bar, the young gamblers looked cute, if a bit mischievous. And after all the shit she’d been through since St. James had first contacted her, Lara could do with some mischievous fun at this point. The thought that she should accept their offer returned to her, and this time it was met with no objections from her.
Thus, Lara straightened up her back and made sure to have a confident air about her as she made her way back over to the youngsters, who were grinning as they saw her approach.

“Decided that you want to play, Bonita?” Alejandro asked her, and his excitement, as well as that of his four friends, was readily apparent when Lara responded to his question by nodding her head.

“Yes, but do you really expect me to take off all of my clothes here, in the middle of the street?” Lara asked, while the men admired this beautiful brunette that stood before them, clad only in a pair of skimpy shorts and a low-cut green top that showed off plenty of her impressive cleavage and ended above her belly-button.

“Only if you lose...” Alejandro replied, with an impish grin, and Lara could feel the last of her reservations about what she was about to do fade away.

“If I do end up naked,” Lara began as the six of them squatted down and formed into a circle in the corner of the street, the prospect of her doing so causing the young men to draw sharp breaths all at once, “you said something about there being other ways…”

“Don’t worry about it, okay?” Alejandro replied, squirming where he was on his haunches and failing to meet Lara’s gaze. She recognized that he was suddenly quite nervous, and found that it made him appear cuter. Despite herself, she giggled at his nervousness, then realized that the situation was starting to excite her. Her mind turned towards the guardians’ village, and the thought occurred to her that perhaps it had been a mistake not to have them fuck her in the middle of the village, where everyone would have been able to see it.

“Okay, so how do you play this?” Lara asked, aware of her cheeks suddenly having become quite flushed, and eager to distract herself from her own thoughts.

“It’s poker dice, Bonita,” Felipe started to explain, “five dice, each one of us rolls them twice, you can keep the ones you like after the first roll. Five sixes beats everything, but five ones beats four sixes.”

“What about ladders, full houses and double pairs?” Lara asked, while a plan of how she wanted things to play out started to form in the back of her mind.

“Sure, those count,” Felipe nodded, grinning as he caught Lara’s gaze dipping towards his crotch.

“Anything else I should know?” Lara asked.

“Don’t think so, nurse Bonita,” Felipe replied, and handed her the dice.

Without saying anything, Lara shook the dice in her hand and tossed them out in front of her, waiting patiently to find out what she’d rolled.

“Aw, shit,” Alonso, who thus far had said nothing, now exclaimed. Lara had just rolled three sixes, a two and a five.

“Beginner’s luck,” Lara suggested, with a triumphant grin, picking up the two lowest dice and rolling them again. She got another six, bringing the total number of those up to four, and a completely irrelevant three.

“Shit,” Alejandro agreed with Alonso.

“Don’t look so glum, boys, I haven’t won yet,” Lara consoled them, still sporting that same triumphant grin.

But win she did, since none of the five men were able to match or best her hand, the who came closest being Tomas, sitting directly to Lara’s right, who rolled four fours.

“That didn’t take long,” Felipe commented, mourning the fact that he wouldn’t get to find out what the sexy visitor looked like without any clothes on.

“I guess we should tell you what you want to know,” Alejandro said to Lara, sounding as dejected as his friend where he sat next to Lara’s left side.

“Not so fast, boys,” Lara shot the group of disappointed young men a naughty grin, “there’s been a change of rules… you lose, you lose a piece of clothing. Each.”
Despite the confidence with which she was conducting herself, Lara’s nerves was making her tremble ever so softly, as she wondered if she’d really gone through with what had become her plan almost immediately after accepting the men’s challenge.

“You want us to take our clothes of?” Alejandro asked, to which Lara responded by nodding her head.

“Here, in the middle of the street?” Felipe added, looking as stumped as his four friends.

“That’s what you wanted me to,” Lara replied, smiling impishly at them.

Four of the young men hesitated, but Miguel stood up and, without saying anything, tugged his t-shirt up over his head and tossed it aside, showing Lara his upper body as he squatted back down again.

“Yeah, you’re right, Miguel,” Alejandro said, and he, along with Felipe and Alonso, proceeded to follow Miguel’s example.

As for Tomas, the tallest of the men and the only who hadn't said anything to Lara thus far, he untied his shoes, got on his feet and slipped them off.

“I really don’t think those count as clothes, Tomas,” Lara playfully chided him.

“I know,” Tomas replied, with a grin, and pulled open the front of his trousers, sliding them down his legs and having his grin grow wider at the lustful gasp that Lara released at the sight of his cock bulging promisingly inside his briefs.

“This isn’t fair,” Alejandro tried protesting after he and the others had chuckled at Tomas’ actions and Lara’s reaction to them, “we’ve only got three pieces of clothing each. You’ve got four…”

“Says who?” Lara replied, with a naughty smile that made all five men groan.

“Anyway,” Lara continued, gathering up the dice as she spoke, “time for the next round.”
She rolled the dice again, and didn’t know whether or not to be disappointed by the fact that all she got was a pair of ones. Rerolling the three other dice, all Lara got was another one, leaving her with three of those and nothing more. Unless all five of the young men rolled extremely poorly, she was about to have to take something off, a prospect that didn’t bother her in the slightest.

A couple of minutes later, Lara had been beaten by all five of the young men, and with a smile and a shrug of her shoulders, she grasped hold of the hemline of her top and tugged it upwards, pulling over her head and placing it on the ground whilst the men were all captivated by the gentle bouncing of her ample breasts inside the skimpy bikini top that she had on, consisting of a few stretches of string holding it together and two triangular patches that just barely covered her nipples and nothing more.

“Bonita…” Miguel groaned, though Lara’s attention was turned towards Tomas, who was adjusting his briefs in a way that highlighted the impressive girth and length of his cock and which strongly suggested that it was much too big to fit comfortably inside his underwear as it grew harder and harder, and who responded with a smile when he saw what she was looking at.

“Again?” Lara asked, deriving no small amount of satisfaction from the lust with which the men were looking at her, her luscious lips forming into a wide, beaming smile as she failed completely at resisting the temptation of shifting her upper body around just enough to cause her full, round tits to start jiggling about inside the confines of her bikini top.
The five men nodded their replies to Lara’s question, and she rolled the dice for a third time.

“Looks like I win again, boys!” Lara cheerfully exclaimed, a few minutes later, after it had turned out that none of them were able to match her combination of three fives and two threes.
Compared to the first time that Lara had won, the members of the quintet seemed much less disappointed about their, even going so far as happily complimenting Lara on her gambling prowess as they removed first their shoes, then began to slip out of their pants, with Tomas pulled off his shirt to reveal that he, like his friends, had a slim but nicely muscled upper body.
Or rather, three of them did, as Miguel only took off his shoes, keeping his pants on for now.

“Bonita, my zipper seems to be stuck,” Miguel announced while stepping up in front of Lara to tower over her where she remained on her haunches.

“Really?” Lara replied, cocking her right eyebrow and looking sceptical towards Miguel’s claim, although she maintained her warm, playful smile.

“Anyway, it’s Lara,” Lara introduced herself at the same time as she flipped open the top button of his denim jeans and quickly pulled down the zipper, which was decidedly unstuck. Then, however, Lara fell almost completely silent, only a faint gasp slipping past her lips as the front of Miguel’s pants slid apart to reveal an unruly mat of curly pubes above the thick root of Miguel’s cock.

“I guess I lose, Lara,” Miguel said, trying to sound cool and suave, only to have his excitement showing in the unevenness of his voice.

Saying nothing, but gasping louder and with more obvious lust this time around, Lara yanked down Miguel’s trousers, and found herself having to lean back fast to avoid having her chin slapped by the long, fat cock that came shooting up to project straight out from the young man’s crotch.
Leaning forwards again, Lara’s nostrils flared as she took in the musky scent of Miguel’s penis and of the precum that was oozing from his pisshole, which she was close enough to that all she had to do to get a taste of it was to stick out her tongue.
The other guys were completely quite now, waiting to see Lara’s reaction to having Miguel’s cock practically shoved in her face.

There was a collective sigh of relief when her reaction was to tilt her head back and smile at Miguel before licking her lips and wrapping one hand round his cock, saying nothing but releasing a sultry sigh as she began to move her hand back and forth over his member. Miguel groaned hard as Lara spread the precum all over his cockhead, then produced something akin to a whimper when she took a gentle hold of his fuckpiece and began pumping her wrist, pulling his foreskin up towards the business-end of his cock.

Miguel’s cock rapidly began to throb, and more precum was leaking out onto Lara’s wrist as the young man mumbled something under his breath in Portuguese. She recognized what was about to happen if she didn’t stop jerking him off, but this only spurred her on into moving her hand faster.
When Miguel released a loud, guttural groan, Lara swiftly changed her hold of his dick and pushed it downwards, looking up at him to meet his unfocused gaze even as his member exploded against grip and several long spurts of cum were directed down onto her chest, splashing against her tits and disappearing off into her cleavage. Lara soon resumed wanked his jizz-shooting cock, slowly and carefully milking more of the viscous fluid from him, wringing every last drop of it from his balls and having it blasted onto her bikini-clad breasts.

“S-sorry,” Miguel stammered, at the end of his cumshot, his face having taken on a beet-red complexion whilst his cock was softening in Lara’s hand.

“Don’t be,” Lara replied, grasping the opportunity to play the part of a sultry seductress, a role that she played to perfection by glancing up at him with her most effective pair of bedroom eyes whilst gently shaking his cock to get the last drop of jizz to detach from it and fall down to land in between her boobs, “just be sure to be hard again when I’m finished with your friends… or they’re finished with me…”
The other four guys groaned in unison, and Miguel nodded his head to understand, while Lara wrapped her arms round his waist and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on his belly.

“Now, gentlemen,” Lara addressed the others as Miguel stepped back from her and went back to his original spot of squatting on the opposite side of the circle from her, and while she spoke, she was rubbing his cum all over her tits, working it into her skin and making sure to sport an expression that conveyed to them in no uncertain terms just how much she enjoyed what she was doing, “I believe we have a game to finish.”
Alejandro, Alonso, Felipe, Miguel and Tomas all stared at her, none of them knowing what to say.

“Huh, these dice have suddenly gotten all sticky for some reason,” Lara commented as she picked them up, “or maybe it’s my hands…”

Chuckling at the one-sidedness of the conversation, Lara rolled the dice. Three threes, one six and a two.

“I think I’ll try for five sixes,” Lara said, rerolling the other four.

“Look at that,” Lara soon remarked, having gotten more that a pair of ones, “It didn’t work, what a shame…”

Unsurprisingly, Lara lost, being beaten by all four of the remaining men, and she proved herself to be an extremely good loser by wasting no time in getting to her feet and undoing her shorts, unceremoniously giving them a good shove that sent them descending down her long legs, and basked in the stunned reaction from her new friends when they got a first glimpse of her bald, wet little pussy.

“See, Miguel, you’re not the only one who walks around without any underwear,” Lara said to the young man, who was already showing signs of recovering from his unplanned and much too premature ejaculation.

Treasuring how she had the undivided attention of all five men, Lara brought her right hand in between her legs and slid it down over her honeypot before pressing it against it, digging the palm of her hand against her sex.
Long since having lost the last of her inhibitions, Lara went on to turn round, grabbing hold of her buttocks and digging her fingers into them before tugging them apart, showing off her sexy heart-shaped ass to her adoring audience, none of whom could have imagined when they woke up that morning that they would end the day ogling the sexiest woman that they’d ever seen as she was clad only in the rather unorthodox combination of a pair of hiking boots and a string bikini-top.

“I guess we’re all very anxious to find out who’ll win,” Lara said as she got back down into her squatting position, making sure to sit with her legs spread wide enough that Felipe, Alonso and Miguel all got an excellent view of her pink pussy, “and whether or not I’ll get to pump you boys dry for information.

“Oh dear,” Lara grinned at the less than ideal set of dice that she’d just rolled, “that doesn’t look good at all.”

“No, not good at all,” Lara confirmed as she glanced down at her trio of threes, then passed the dice along to Alejandro, who immediately rolled four five, even as he was looking at Lara and trying to sneak another peek at her bald pussy.

“And I guess that means that game is up,” Lara said, smiling as she got Alejandro to look up and meet her gaze.

“Though… if I remember correctly…” Lara continued as she reached in behind her back and began to toy with the knot holding her bikini-top together, “you did mention something earlier about there being other ways for me to win.”

“I wonder want you meant…” Lara purred, and all five men gulped hard.