Article 107213 of alt.sex.stories:
From: curjim@usa.pipeline.com(Curjim)
Subject: cardgame (mf, games) 1/1
Date: 15 Nov 1995 03:37:22 GMT

			   A Game of Cards

	We had been together for quite a while when my live in lover
filled in his questionnaire on one of the Adult boards. It was
strange, because I never knew that his fantasy involved playing cards.
Soon I would more than know.

	After he logged off the board, I asked him why he liked
playing cards? He never elaborated on the board what he actually
meant, but I could guess. We had played Strip Poker in the past, but
we never played the type of cards he was talking about. He described
it as a simple game of Dare Poker. If you lose you have to do whatever
the other person tells you to. In other words, if you win you get
what you want!

	I was intrigued and immediately got the deck of cards. We
pulled out the bed and dealt a hand. I won the first hand, having two
pair. Pretty easy, I thought.

	I requested a sensuous back rub. I'm a sucker for back rubs.
He lovingly turned me over and ran his fingers lightly across my back.
He then moved back up with a firm quick stroke. He was good, more than
good, I could feel myself getting hot already. Every once in awhile he
would run his hands down my sides, just above the sides of my breasts.
He knew exactly what it was doing to me. He would then run his hands
to the top of my bottom and lovingly stroke me. I forgot one thing
though, the time limits were only 2 minutes at each task. He extended
the time to maybe 5 minutes and then said "Your Deal."


	By this time I was already excited and looking forward to
winning another hand. I didn't mention that we were even where
clothing was concerned. I was wearing one of his plaid blue and black
cotton shirts and he was wearing just his shorts. It was going to be
interesting. He poured us some drinks - me some coconut rum and
Seven-up and himself a Vodka and Grape Juice. I dealt the next hand. I
won again, I was certainly lucky tonight!

	This time I asked for a very sensuous body run, everywhere.
Two minutes isn't long, but I knew he would make the most of it. I
laid down on my back and watched his eyes turn a dark shade of brown.
He pupils expanded and he undid the buttons of my shirt. He slowly ran
his hands across my breasts, stoking the sides and nipples at the same
time. I closed my eyes enjoying the attention. He lightly ran his
hands down my stomach and to my thighs, avoiding the part of me that
wanted to be touched most.

	He then stroked my thighs, the insides especially.
Occasionally he ran his fingers between my legs, and I would move and
moan. I knew the two minutes would be up soon (in fact I was sure it
was past 2 minutes) so I moved his hands back to my breasts. His
fingers touched my nipples, making them even more aroused then they
were. His mouth came down on one and he said "My deal." This was
becoming very delightfully frustrating.

	He dealt out the cards and a few minutes later I had lost to a
ROYAL FLUSH! Talk about winning big! He looked at me with a LARGE
smile on his face and laid back and asked for a chest message. You
have to know him to know what this means. He also wanted kisses to go
along with it. I slowly ran my hands across his chest, a very light
touch, but not light enough to tickle. Every once in awhile my mouth
would encircle his nipple and bite gently. I would flick my tongue
back and forth fast across it and his eyes would close with a
seductiveness that I have seen before. He knew his reaction was
turning me on.

	Soon the 5 minutes was up (I extended it a little for him) and
said "My deal" and laughed. I don't think he appreciated the humour
too much. He won the next hand, and I knew what he was going to ask
for. He asked me to give him a torso rub. Which means from the bottom
chest to the upper thigh. I took this as a challenge. As he was
already quite aroused, I knew it would be easy to drive him further,
so he would forget this card game (I was getting very frustrated by
this time and wanted more!). I slowly rubbed him, alternating between
light and heavy strokes. I lightly caressed him, never staying for too
long. I knew from past experience, that this would excite him more
than if I concentrated on him too much, anticipation. The time seemed
to pass so quickly and soon we were playing cards again.

	I won this round (I was beginning to doubt my poker skills!).
I asked him to give me another body rub, with his mouth this time. He
just smiled and didn't say a word. I closed my eyes knowing that I was
going to enjoy this! He started at my neck, first gently kissing it
and then running his tongue up to my ear. He then gently bit my
shoulder. He knew how I would react. I moaned and shifted my body so I
would be closer to him. I could feel him against me, and I moved
towards him. He looked into my eyes and saw how much I was enjoying
myself. My eyes are a dead give away. They are strangely enough a
Khaki Green when I'm not aroused but a very bright green when I am (or
right afterwards).

	He moved down my chest to my breasts, taking one of my nipples
into his mouth and sucking gently and then hard. His hands ran lightly
across my thighs at the same time. I couldn't take much more, but I
knew I would. His hand moved one of my legs over his body in a quick
motion, while the other leg moved across me. His hand ventured
downward while he stared into my eyes. I moved hard against his hand
and my eyes begged him to touch me. He gently ran his fingers between
my thighs and suddenly one entered me. He saw the look of sudden shock
turn to sudden thrill and I moaned his name over and over. He then
said (grrr) "Your Deal." As you can well imagine I was ready to KILL
him... I was out for revenge, and knew just how to do it!

	I lost the next hand, not deliberately but I still lost. He
smiled at me and said "I want an erotic back message with your mouth."
I couldn't wait, if there is anything I love most is doing this to
him. He reacts like no one has before. It turns me on to such a point,
that I almost cum just doing it!

	I turned him over and started running my tongue across his
back and kissing and nipping. I edged my way down slowly, ever so
slowly. I could see the anticipation building in his face which was
turned against the pillow. It was still hard for me to believe that he
was mine, and that he reacts so well to what I do, and to what I love.
We are so compatible sexually. I tasted his skin, it tasted of him,
clean, soft, nice. As I ventured down further his hips increased their
erotic tempo. I knew he was past the point of ever wanting to pick up
the deck again. I thought of whether I should say those horrible words
"My deal", but decided against it. It was too much torture for me, as
well as for him now. My kisses became more urgent and wild as I
ventured even lower. I nipped his bottom lightly. I knew he loved
this... I continued for what seemed a short time, but I knew it was
long. I was losing myself in what I was doing to such a point, that
when he stopped me, I realized that he was ready to cum unless I
stopped. I looked up with a grin, and turned him over.

	I knew by this time, he would be wild. He didn't disappoint
me. He whispered "Kiss me", not on the lips, but on him. I moved
between his legs and lowered my mouth down. I slowly kissed him and
ran my tongue up and down him. He loved to watch me do this, and I put
on a small show for him. I rubbed my hair along him, and ran my tongue
(so he could see) up him. I then smiled a sensuous smile. I moved down
to his balls, gently kissing them and drawing them into my mouth. I
rolled them and ran my tongue across them. I slowly let them leave my
mouth, and ran my tongue lower. This drove him wild. He whispered
hoarsely "Suck my cock." You have to understand that this turns me on
to no ends. I immediately drove my mouth down on him letting it go the
full length. My over zealousness almost caused me to gag, but not
quite. I moved up and down slowly letting him feel the heat and
moisture of my mouth, hinting at what was to come. I ran my tongue
across his tip in a high beat tempo, letting him move against my
mouth. I moved my tongue harshly against him moving up and down
occasionally returning to his balls. I knew I would drive him to take
me soon.

	He suddenly turned me onto my stomach and returned the earlier
favour I had given him. His hands then slid down between my legs from
the back and entered me. His other hand reached around and rubbed me
in the exact rhythm I love. I couldn't stand it. Another finger
entered me elsewhere and I knew I was going to go over the edge. He
stopped, knowing me so well, and let me calm down. I wouldn't. I
pushed his hands away and moved onto my back. His head moved between
my legs, and he said "I want to run my tongue down you and inside
you." He knew me so well! His head buried itself between my legs,
until I could hardly breathe, I was panting hard and wanted nothing
more than him inside me. He didn't disappoint me really, he put his
finger inside me and continued his oral onslaught. By this time, I was
so wet, and he loved every minute of it. I pulled him up by his hair
begging him to take me.

	He said "Your deal." God, I was going to murder him! I looked
at him and realized he was kidding. Lucky for him! I pushed him onto
his back and immediately go on top. I would teach him for teasing me!
But, again he got the better of me, he immediately plunged inside me,
knowing that I wanted him NOW! When I'm on top, I don't ride him, we
ride each other it seems. It's so mutual. We were in tempo with each
other, both knowing we were so close yet trying to hold back to
prolong the feeling. I had a sudden need to be taken in another way.
Something dirty, anything! I whispered my need to him, and he kissed
me long and hard. He knew I wanted to be the slut, and was loving
every moment of it. We got out of bed. He bent me over the table and
took me from behind. I loved every minute of it. I swear only 3
strokes had gone by when I came, and came, and came. It seemed to last
forever. Right near the end, I felt him tighten and come all over my
ass. It was the best game of cards I ever played!