One Last Hand

“Well, I guess that’s it!” I say quickly as I turn back around to face him with a small shrug. “I don’t have any more clothes to lose so, I guess you win. Good game.” I chuckle as I start to look around for where I threw my clothes. “Next time we can play for money again.”

“Hey! Woah woah woah! We’re not done!” Chad says, grabbing my hand and pulling me down to the couch and making me take a seat. “Don’t you know how strip poker works?” He asks, raising an eyebrow as I cock my head to the side curiously. “When you run out of clothes you bet your body. One last final hand, if you win I lose all my clothes. If I win? I get to fuck you. We have to finish the game!” He says, his voice having almost a hint of desperation to it as his eyes look my body up and down again hungrily.

My eyes widen at his terms, but I knew deep in my heart I couldn’t say no while I’m on this pill. I just take a deep breath, take a seat again and glance down at the cards as my heart begins to race. I didn’t want this… but I didn’t have a choice.

“Fine… play it.” I whisper, and as I watched the cards start to be dealt I had a sinking feeling in my chest. Though as I picked up my hand my eyes widened, my jaw dropped into a wicked smile, and almost immediately I laid them down, bouncing excitedly in my seat.

“Straight flush!” I giggled, and as I started to reach to pick the rest of the cards up, to give Chad room to strip, he grabs me by the wrist and stares at me with a cold, teasing expression, before laying down his own cards on top of my own.

“Royal flush.” He chuckles, before leaning back again as he watches my eyes stare down at the cards dumbfounded, even somewhat scared as the hands stared back at me. “So, you gonna take your loss like a good girl~?” He asks, and as those two words rung in my ear once again my heart races, my cheeks turn a bright red, and all I could possibly do was nod. “Good! But first, it’s been a while so… I want to expect the merchandise.” He says teasingly. “Turn around and shake that ass for me. Dance like a stripper trying to earn all the money she just lost.” He chuckles.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes a bit as I started to turn around, getting on my hands and knees, arching my back slightly, as I start to slowly shake my hips around. “You really are a perv of a friend, you know that right?” I ask, raising an eyebrow softly as Chad just chuckles behind me.

“I don’t care. Because I’m gonna have this ass all to myself here soon.” He says as he reaches forward and lays a harsh SMACK against my fat, pale cheeks, hard enough that a bright red hand print starts to sting against my flesh. “Come on, slut~! You can dance better than that!” He says, and immediately my body responds in kind.

“Fine! You fucking asshole…” I grumble as I start to shake my hips faster, twerking now as my cheeks let out a soft clap~clap~clap into the air now lewdly, dancing like a stripper trying to pay off college! And speaking of…

“There we go!” Chad chuckles, and before I knew it I felt myself start to be covered in… playing cards? I glanced back at him and I couldn’t help but chuckle and shake my head, as Chad was making it rain with playing cards.

“You are so immature!” I say, trying to sound annoyed but I couldn’t help but laugh and feel a bit playful in this moment as the cards washed over me. Once they had all fallen, however, I felt another harsh smack to my fat ass before Chad’s large, strong hands dug into my skin, as if silently telling me to stop moving now.

“You can stop now. Sit up.” He says, and very quickly I obey as I pull myself back up and sit back on the couch, my cheeks a bright red and flushed from the little performance I put on as I looked up to Chad with a small teasing smile.

“So… you were kidding about the whole… sex thing… right?” I ask, somewhat hopeful, but as he started to rise to his feet and I saw the massive bulge pushing against his boxers I knew that he wasn’t joking. His fingers began to dig into the waistband as he quickly pulls his underwear off and throws it to the side, giving me a good look at his thick, hard cock.

“You still wanna call me immature?” Chad asks with a teasing smile as he grabs his cock by the base and starts to swing and bounce it up and down, making it swing like a hypnotic pendulum as I bite my lip hard and shake my head.

“Yeah… yeah no… that is… uh…” I stutter, a small moan leaving my lips as I stare down at it more. “Mature…”

“Damn straight!” He says playfully as he lets go of his cock and lets it swing now teasingly in front of me. “Now get down here and show it just how a loser like you shows off to a winner like me.” He chuckles. I just bite my lip hard and slowly drop myself down to my knees in front of him, a small smile on my face as I, once again, come face to face with my friend's cock.

“Yes sir…”