Loser Takes All

By Craig Cruzer

Published on May 12, 2024

Bisexual

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I met Jim at a holiday party. Neither one of us wanted to be there, so we just stood in a corner and talked about football. He said if I wanted to have a "real" party, I should come over to his place sometime. It felt awkward having a guy invite me to to a party, especially a guy I'd just met, but when he told me, "I think you'd really like my wife", it seemed a bit less weird. Still, I thought it was just talk, so when he called me the next day I was shocked. I have no idea where he got my phone number. "Hey, want to come by and meet my wife? We can have some drinks, maybe play cards or something." Why did he want me to meet his wife? It all seemed strange, but I said OK anyway.

His wife, it turns out, was hot as hell. Stormy is a strange name. Appropriately she's a strange woman. Almost from the moment I got there, I got the feeling that she wanted to fuck me. The feeling was definitely mutual; she had big, firm tits way up high and an ass that practically begged me to rip off her skinny jeans. We had a few drinks, I was starting to loosen up, and then she said, "Why don't we play some poker?" I suck at poker. I can barely remember what beats what, but it seemed rude to say no. I apologized for having only a few bucks with me, but she said not to worry. "We're not going to play for money. There's only one rule. The losers have to do what the winner tells them to do,no questions asked, no saying no. Losers must obey orders." I looked at Jimmy and he just shrugged his shoulders and grinned. Needless to say, I lost every hand and she was smoking Jimmy, too. I got the feeling he was losing intentionally. We didn't play very long before she said, "OK boys, game over. Now I'm the boss. No whining. Do what you're told to do."

Next thing I knew, I was on the floor, kneeling in front of a recliner, watching her strip her clothes off. I felt very uncomfortable with Jimmy watching, but he just plopped down on the couch. Her body was amazing. Her boobs were perfect, not huge, but not tiny either and I could tell they were super firm. My cock was starting to get hard fast when she said, "Well, what are you losers waiting for? I feel stupid being the only one ready to party. Get your fucking clothes off!" Jimmy and I complied obediently and when I glanced over at the couch I saw a huge cock, one like I'd only ever seen in porn video. Stormy was in the chair now, right in front of me, telling me to kneel down and come closer. As soon as I was close enough, she grabbed me by the hair and yanked my head right into the hot zone. I thought Jimmy might complain, but he didn't say a word when she started fingering her pussy and said, "What the fuck are you waiting for? Get to work, loser!" I didn't waste any time, sharing her snatch with her fingers. She pulled the lips apart so that her clit was front and center, impossible to miss. I worked her over frantically. Her whole body started to rock and she said, "Use your hands, too, you moron." She grabbed one hand and placed it on one of her tits and I instinctively went for the other one with my left hand. her pussy was getting wet as hell, covering my mouth and mustache like a glazed donut. She came hard once, told me to keep licking and then came again, her whole body jerking wildly.

I was hard as a rock, going to town, practically drowning in pussy juice. She had her hands on the back of my head so I couldn't go anywhere...not that I was going to! I had completely forgotten about Jimmy. Then I felt it. A finger on my butt hole. My whole body jerked; she just grabbed my head more firmly. "Keep up the good work, pussy boy", she said, "Now it's time for the real party!" Jimmy's finger was back on my hole and I could feel the slippery lube dripping down. Then two fingers. Then three. I wanted to laugh, but my face was buried deep in her bush. They probably thought they had tricked me into something I'd never done before. They were probably expecting me to freak out and try to escape, but the fact is...I couldn't wait to feel Jimmy's meat slide into me. I didn't have to wait long. He pushed his dick head into me a little way, then stopped for a second to let me get used to it. Then...all the way...the whole fucking rod. The pain was unbearable. I started to practically scream, but she just dug her fingers into the back of my head and told me, "Get back to work, pussy boy. You're not going anywhere." Thank God Jimmy knew how intense the pain was. He pulled his cock back just enough for the burning to subside, his hands firmly on both sides of my ass. My man-cunt started to feel less like I was going to be ripped to shreds, then he started pushing back in, this time gently. The pain dissolved and as he began to fuck me slowly, I could feel it morphing into pure pleasure. I couldn't believe I could take so much cock. It felt like he was ten inches long and thick as a baseball bat.

We stayed in position for about ten minutes, me licking Stormy's pussy like a maniac while Jimmy pumped me harder and harder with each stroke. His hands and my ass felt like they were at the boiling point, about to melt into one piece. I made her come about a dozen times while Jimmy pounded me. My whole face was wet now, even some of my hair. Suddenly she pushed my head back and told Jimmy to pull out of me. "OK, bitch, you seem to like dick, so it's time to suck my husband's cock. I was pushed back onto my knees, Jimmy took her place in the chair, she moved behind me and pushed my face down on his magnificent member, which was hard as granite and throbbing. "OK, little pussy", she said with a sinister laugh, time for you to lick your own pussy juice off my husband's cock." I obeyed, of course, but not for as long as I would have liked, as I was desperately trying to swallow all of his pole and maybe even taste his cum. But I didn't get the chance.

While my face was buried in Jimmie's crotch, she laid down on her back in the plush carpet. She yanked me by the hair again, turned my face toward her and slapped it hard. "Aren't you ever going to fuck me? What kind of shithole guest are you? We invite you over and you can't even be a good guest. Get down here. Now!' I obeyed, got on top of her and slipped my cock into her pussy, which felt hot as bathwater. I started to fuck her and almost immediately felt Jimmy's arms on either side of me and the lower half of his body pressing down on my ass. My cock was deep in her pussy when he thrust his shaft back into me. Nirvana! I was the meat in the middle of a very hot sandwich, and I didn't have to move a muscle because Jimmy was doing the work for all of us. Each time he banged into my backside it thrust my cock into Stormy. We were a three-way fuck machine and I was the piston. We drilled madly for only a few minutes before I could feel his body begin to tense up and quake. She ordered him to pull out right then and there. As soon as he was out, she pushed me back onto my knees and turned my head to the right just in time for Jimmy, now standing and shaking, to shake his cock at me. "Eat my husband's cum, pussy!" I didn't need coaxing and neither did Jimmy as he shot what felt like a quart of hot cum into my hungry mouth. "Don't swallow it!" she shouted. She kneeled next to me and kissed me, thrusting her tongue into my mouth so that I had no choice but to share his delicious cum with her.

We all caught our breath and began dressing, barely able to stand up after the insane tango for three. At the door, Stormy kissed me again and Jimmy stood behind her with a dirty grin on his face. OH by the way", she said, "You're still my slave. That poker game? The deal was forever, not just tonight. You still have to obey me, no questions, no whining. Just do as you're told." I shook my head in agreement and I'm proud to say that I've been good for my word every time they call, which over the last three week has been six times! My ass feels like I still have his monster cock in me constantly. The party never ends...or at least I hope not.

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