Poker Night Stories

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Turning the Poker Tables

by beermenow on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

This is a follow up to "Sometimes it's fun to lose," you can read that one first but it's not necessary. ***** It had been a few months since my buddies and I lost at strip poker and were at the mercy of my wife Karen and her friend Audrey. This time a friend of mine was having a bachelor party and my wife Karen decided to have her friend Audrey pay us an...

Poker Tournament

by wolfwriter77 on Sep 18, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Ace. Two. Six. One Club and two Spades. That mess left me with only a pair of sixes, no chance at a straight and not even close to a flush. She, on the other hand, was now sitting on a pair of aces and four Spades. As far as I could tell I was dead in the water and my day of enjoying her company across from me at the table was about to come to an end. Jack....

You Can't Cheat An Honest Man

by R. Richard on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I am a world class poker player with the winnings to back up my claim. When I have the dice in my hand, craps is not really a game of chance. I am an expert marksman with a pistol, even off a fast draw. I have a black belt in kung-fu. Why yes, I do happen to make my living as a gambler. How did you ever guess? Due to the nature of my business and the dark,...

Femdom Poker Party

by reddbunnz on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

The Spanking Couples: Femdom Spanking Poker Party After their initial introduction at the Spanking Party, Bill and Debbie quickly became friends with Ron and Marion. After all, they all loved spanking games and bisexual sex. For several weeks, the two couples took turns hosting each other for private, bisexual spanking parties. Bill and Debbie both began to...

Slots

by Cat5 on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

I am a poker player, but not a gambler. Gamblers are people who play blackjack, craps, or the lotto—these people cannot win in the long term. It is a statistical certainty that they will lose; therefore, they are gambling. Good poker players only play those cards that statistically win over the long term; therefore, since I'm in that group, I am not a gamble...

Chuck's Fantasy Ch. 05

by Just Plain Bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

That week I limited myself to Chuck. I wanted to go into that Friday with a sexual hunger that would amaze Chuck's buddies. There was an ego thing going on there also. When I finished with them (or they finished with me) I wanted them all to say, "Alice who?" Chuck wasn't aware of it yet, but if things went well on Friday I planned on pushing him into having...

My Own Heaven Ch. 05

by DaniSub215 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, criticism and ideas for future chapters. If I don't hear from you, I don't know if I should continue my story. Also, your vote tells me how I'm doing. Enjoy, Dani...

COVID-19: Bored and Lonely in Paris

by JBEdwards on Mar 23, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Caveat: This story in no way intends to make light of the very real threat the Coronavirus COVID-19 poses to us all. Instead, it is about loneliness, and the reinforcement of a feeling of isolation due to the need to remain confined during the peak of the outbreak. If you will, it is a story about how life goes on, how romance finds a way, how people are pe...

PokeHer Night

by Disbi on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

My husband's company transferred him to a new job (and a new town) a couple of years ago. It happens more often than I'd like, and it's never an easy thing picking up and moving away from people and places you know. But he's moving up in the company, and it's just what he has to do if he wants to keep his job. When we moved to this new town, my husband was...

Strip Poker While Husband Sleeps

by JeremyJones91 on Mar 31, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Yeah a bet is a bet!" my friend Steve said to my wife. I was awoken from my sleep. I was laying face down. My face was buried in the black leather couch of my game room. I could see a faint light coming through the pillows and my arms covering my face. It was coming from the poker table. I forgot it was poker night, and man was I hammered! Coming out...