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Midwest_mom

Full House

When the sure win isn't what it seems to be.

My husband and a group of friends get together every once in a while to play some poker. There is a rotation they have for whose home they play at and last week was our turn to host. I always try to be a good hostess and keep snacks-filled, beer-cold, and liquor-filled. The boys were going to be out with friends that night so just adults there. None of the wives came to these things. The guys never wanted them to come any...

deviantsusie

High Stakes

How much is your girlfriend worth?

“I’ll see you, and raise you two hundred.” George groaned. He couldn’t cover the bet. He looked at the cards, then at his girlfriend, and gave her puppy-dog eyes. She sighed. “You’d better win.” Dave smiled to himself. He’d been angling for this all night. He grinned at them both and slowly laid his cards down. A Royal Flush. “I’m sorry, babe,” George shrugged. He watched as she dropped to her knees and took Dave into her...

2bespanked

Wanna Bet?

He should know better than to make a bet with his best programmer!

“I’m telling you, the problem is in the customer master,” he told the stubborn developer. “I think it’s in the product master. They’re not having a problem with any other products on the site!” she argued. “But no other customer has a problem with that product!” “True, but you ought to know better than anyone that not all products are the same on all sites since you’re the one who made us add that functionality!” she argu...

Perverted_Gru

I Lost The Bet

Friends or perverts

We were two couples, just friends, working for the same company. It began innocently enough. We started going out together: to theaters, cinemas, parties, and trips—they in one room and the girls in the other. There was no flirting at first, but over time it happened. First Paula and Brad, then she and George. I myself made out with Brad and that was it. What we liked to do was play games, from boards to cards. With bets...

armagnac

With The Winners

Guttural grunts and growls of men filling her front and rear with their warm and satisfying cum were orchestrating the contralto of her crescendo. As she was orgasming violently on two pulsating, erupting, exploding cocks, her pussy clenching on one and her anus spasming over another, a carrying joy of sheer lust was subduing bitterness and despair filling her heart. The insult from being her husband’s bet in a game of ca...

Snowbody

The Card Game (1 of 2)

Ellen finds herself put in the kitty on poker night

Chapter 1 Friday nights were poker nights at my boyfriend’s place. Jake tended to do pretty well overall, and I usually looked forward to a good fucking after the boys left. The more he won, the harder he would fuck me, and I loved his larger-than-average cock. He wasn’t the most considerate guy I’d dated, but I really enjoyed what he did with me in bed. So the night was buzzing along, and Jake was doing quite well. Sever...

luke_stcy

Vacation Pool Game

Wife loses pool game and strips for the whole bar

A while back, we were on vacation. It was the last night of our trip so we went out to have a nice casual dinner, nothing dressy. I had on jeans and a collared shirt and Stacy had on some pants and a regular button-up shirt. We walked from our hotel to a restaurant around the corner and had a nice dinner with a few drinks (that always helps). We had started the evening early at around 6:00. By the time we finished dinner,...

WillSwalllow

My Wife Pays the Movers

“I left the money to pay the movers on the dresser,” her husband said, as he walked out the door.  “How much are we paying them?” Renee asked.  “One-hundred for the three hours. I gotta run, love you!” he replied, as he closed the door behind him.  Three hours later all but a few boxes have been moved into the truck.  "I need to run, there is somewhere I need to be," Jason, one of the movers, said.  “Ok sorry, I can pay y...

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bad_mann_ers

Twenty Four Hours

Barb finds out that a lot can happen when someone else is in charge for twenty four hours.

Barb checked her watch again. She was where she was supposed to be, although she had arrived ten minutes early. For the umpteenth time, she wondered how she lost the bet that put her in this position. She didn't regret making the bet, but she still couldn't believe she had lost. She checked her watch again. In two minutes, it would be noon. If she truly went along with the terms of the bet, in two minutes she would become...

bethalia

Sandrine's Bet - Part Six

Sandrine finishes paying her bet, and what comes after.

Sandrine knelt again on Danielle’s command. Danielle didn’t do as elaborate a tie job this time. She just quickly tied Sandrine’s ankles and wrists and ran a rope between them. As she did that she was talking to Sandrine. “So still think the Stars are so great?” Sandrine just looked straight ahead and didn’t answer. “Well, listen skank, you might want to notice which one of us has all her clothes on, and which one of us i...

bethalia

Sandrine's Bet - Part Five

Danielle arranges something special for Sandrine.

Danielle rose and enlisted a couple guys to move the dining room table. The dining and living rooms adjoined in the shape of an L. She had them place the table on a diagonal in the middle of the floor some feet off the inside corner, half in the dining room, half in the living room. Then she was off down the hall and soon returned with a large armful of bath towels. These she spread in a couple of layers over the surface...

bethalia

Sandrine's Bet - Part Four

Sandrine must decide on how to pay off the rest of her bet.

When we entered the living room every eye was on Sandrine. We took a position standing together in back of the nearer love seat. The living room was as it had been: the seating arranged in three sides, the coffee table in the middle of everything. The only difference was that from the edges of the seating to the wall in back of where Sandrine had danced the floor was covered with bed sheets. As messy as things might get i...

bethalia

Sandrine's Bet - Part Three

Sandrine begins to pay off her bet. A surprise for Michael.

Danielle still had on her radiant smile. “Well, here she is: the star of the show!” The living room had been rearranged. The couch, two love seats, recliners and various chairs had been assembled into three sides of a rectangle. The fourth side was obviously where Sandrine would perform. Keith took the ‘stage.’ “Okay, you all know about Sandrine and Danielle’s wager. I told Sandrine she could back out, because nobody is d...

bethalia

Sandrine's Bet - Part Two

Danielle and Sandrine's bet becomes a higher stakes affair.

I asked Sandrine if she’d school me in the finer points of hockey as the game progressed. I put it that way, but really I didn’t even know the rougher points. So, between hurling partisan abuse and having it hurled at her, she obliged. “Not too much to it,” she’d started. “Two teams of six guys each. They get on the ice, skate, and try to beat the shit out of each other. If they happen to think of it they also try to put...

bethalia

Sandrine's Bet - Part One

Sandrine and Danielle settle their feud with a risky bet.

All of this happened six months ago. I suppose to someone outside the experience looking in, as you are, the episode itself would be unforgettable and terribly erotic: so far outside what normally takes place at a social get-together that just the novelty of the situation would lend it the ability to enthrall and arouse. All I really care about is that at the end of it all Sandrine and I were together. For me that’s the h...