Page 152 of Wyatt
“Simple.” Sally sits at the table and begins to shuffle the cards. “You win a hand, you keep your clothes on. You lose, you take ’em off, one item at a time. You in?”
I pull out a chair and sit, my dick going full salute as I watch my girl confidently deal a hand of Texas Hold’Em. “Yes, ma’am, I am.”
She bites her lip, glancing at me across the table. “Should we up the ante? Whoever is naked first orgasms last?”
I let out a bark of laughter. “Sure.” Although I think we both know I’d never come without making Sally come first.
Sally and I have played Hold’Em several times since that fateful night at the potluck, but I’m still pleasantly surprised when Sally wins the first hand, then the second. First, I take off my shirt—putting my hat back on, of course, because my girl gets what she wants. Sally’s nipples harden to tight, visible points as she takes in my naked chest and stomach. She literally moans when I rip off my belt next, followed by my jeans after she wins yet another hand.
Finally, I win a hand, and I nearly bite off my own tongue when Sally pulls off her sweater, revealing a barely-there pink bra thatdoessomething to me.
Adjusting myself through my briefs, I bite out, “Your jeans. Those come off next.”
Luckily, I win the hand, and then Sally is sitting across from me in just her bra and panties. Well, her socks, too, but I figure those don’t really count at the moment.
I win the next hand too. But when Sally moves to take off her bra, I shake my head. “Naw, Sunshine. The panties—those gotta go. Take ’em off, then scoot your chair back. Yes, just like that. Now open those pretty legs of yours.”
Her lips twitching, Sally does as I told her, scooting back just far enough that I can see her bare pussy. She glistens in the light overhead, making my mouth water.
My dick throbs. “If I win this next hand, I want you to touch yourself.”
“That’s not in the rules,” Sally says with a smirk.
“It is now.”
I win.
Holding her cards in one hand, Sally reaches between her legs with the other. “Touch myself like this?”
Her fingers circle her clit. They move easily, her pussy slick, swollen.
“Bend your knee. Put your foot on the edge of the chair so I can see you better.” I pull my cock through the slit in my briefs and watch, my breath caught in my throat, as Sally spreads herself wider, then slips a finger inside herself. “Good girl. You like it when Daddy tells you what to do, don’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” she pants, hips beginning to roll against her hand.
I give myself a slow, easy tug. “How ’bout this? I win the next hand, I fuck your mouth. You win, I fuck whatever you want me to.”
She’s biting her lip again. “Yeah. Okay.”
I thumb my head, working the pre-cum over my skin. “I’ll deal.”
As luck would have it, Sally bluffs her way to a win. Throwing up one arm, she continues to finger herself with her other hand. “You can fuck me here, please.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Then I stand. I pull off my briefs and I move around the table. Then I grab her. I set her on the edge of the table and step between her legs.
Kissing her mouth, I murmur, “Put me inside you, Sunshine.”
She reaches between us and curls her hand around my dick, giving me a tight pull before lining me up at her entrance. “Guess you come first? Since you won?”
I shake my head and push into her, gasping at the feel of her soft, wet heat. She’s already tightening around me, her orgasm close.
“That ain’t gonna happen and you know it.”
Laughing, she curls an arm around my neck and rocks her hips, riding my dick as I begin to thrust. “Let’s come together then.”
Thumbing her clit, I nod. “Stay with me.”