[First part](https://www.reddit.com/r/SirsStories/comments/fbepqg/strip_poker_part_1/)
Tara smiled at Jack moving closer to him and straddling him as he turned his chair to face her. He grinned as he slid his hands up her waist to her chest, grabbing and squeezing her tits.
She looked over at Henry as she started to grind on the other man and bit her lip, holding his gaze as he looked on in shock.
“Hmm,” Jack kissed her neck and she let out a soft moan.
“It’s nice to have some *real* men around here for once,” Tara spoke into Jack’s neck, she knew Henry would feel the sting from the comment.
“Are you going to take advantage of your winnings?” she said leaning back and looking at Jack, still grinding back and forth on top of him, her naked body pressed against his clothed one. She could see Henry shuffling uncomfortably in his seat.
“I most certainly am,” Jack kissed her neck just under her chin and she arched her back, stretching her neck to give him full access to her. He bit her neck gently and she let out a breath as she felt his teeth bite down on her. Her heart raced as he stood up, lifting her up with him. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he kissed her. They made out for a few seconds before he grabbed her ass, squeezing it and giving her a hard spank, a red handprint forming on one of her cheeks. He pulled away, looking at her for a moment, his eyes scanning over her chest, desire in his eyes.
“Turn around,” he told her authoritatively and she spun on the spot. She was standing facing the table, her legs open, and she felt a little nervous as she felt how exposed she was, all the men sat around in front of her. She could see that they were admiring her, some focusing on her chest while others looked at her neatly trimmed pussy. It did feel strange for them to be looking over her so brazenly, but more than anything else it turned her on to be shown off in front of so many of Henry’s friends, and she felt herself getting wetter. Behind her she heard Jack undoing his belt.
Tara felt herself being bent over the table by one of Jack’s hands. She let herself be pushed over so that she was lying on top of Jack’s winnings, the chips falling from their neat piles into a mess over the tabletop. The chips were cold and she felt her nipples hardening against them. She shivered as she felt Jack slide his hard cock inside of her. As he started to thrust she was rocked back and forth over the table and the chips clinked together as. She was standing on her tiptoes, the table supporting most of her weight, and she sucked in a breath as he pressed as deep as he could inside her.
With his cock deep inside her, he moved a little, shuffling to get a better angle to fuck her. His legs were pressed against the back of hers and she closed her eyes, biting her lip as she heard him grunt behind her, rocking back and forth faster, his hands resting on her hips, moving her in the opposite direction of his thrusts.
Tara felt him reaching out for her wrist and opened her eyes, looking back at him as he grabbed her, his pace not relenting. He pulled her arm behind her back, pinning it in place, and she voluntarily swung her other arm around to join it. Jack took both her wrists in one hand, clasping them in place against her lower back. With his free hand he grabbed her hair and pulled her gently up by both anchor points.
She stood up, a little dazed as she fell back onto her feet. She was still slightly bent over the table but she was now fully on display, supported by Jack holding her in place. He leant back slightly to compensate and she felt him fucking her even harder now.
She looked around the table at the men who were watching on, her gaze finally settling on Henry who was shuffling awkwardly, unsure if he should be watching. She was sure from the way he was sitting that he was trying to hide that he was getting hard from watching his roommate being fucked over the table at their poker game. Just to emphasise how much she was enjoying it, she moaned, pushing out her chest so that he could see her breasts and how hard her nipples were. Her boobs rocked back and forth as Jack pounded her and her mouth opened slightly as his cock pumped in and out of her.
Behind her Jack groaned, pulling harder on her hair and forcing himself as deep inside her as he could. She felt him cumming inside her and she locked eyes with Henry, moaning as she felt Jack’s cock pulse, knowing with every pulse that his cum was shooting out inside her. Henry looked away and she felt Jack holding still inside her for a few seconds before his grip on her released slightly.
As he let her go Tara caught herself on the table, Jack’s dick slipping out of her pussy as he pulled away.
“Well,” he said, smacking her ass again “I think they’ve had enough of a show, but I’m not done with you just yet. So, gentlemen,” he addressed the table now “I’ll be seeing you next week.”
“Come on,” he gestured to Tara “Let’s go upstairs and finish this off.”
Tara giggled and followed him out of the room, feeling all the eyes focused on her ass as she walked towards the door. She made sure to look back over her shoulder, smiling at Henry who sat, a look of defeat and disbelief on his face, as she headed up the stairs after Jack.
As they got to the top of the stairs Jack opened one of the doors and gestured for her to go in, his eyes running over her body as he held it open.
“Oh that’s Henry’s room,” Tara said, “mine’s just next door.”
Jack smiled, gesturing for her to go in once more, “I know where Henry’s room is.”
It took a second for Tara to realise what he means and she felt her heart skip a beat when it clicked in her head. She stepped inside and immediately Jack grabbed her, throwing her onto the bed, she let out a cry and suddenly she felt his weight pressing down on top of her as he leaned in closer.
“I’m going to make you cum in his bed and then I’m going to fuck you and leave my cum dripping out of you.”
Tara felt her face flush as she looked away from him, she was so turned on by what he had just said and before she had time to protest, not that she’d want to, Jack was sliding his fingers inside of her.
“Oh fuck,” Tara moaned. Usually she was quiet when she masturbated or had sex to avoid Henry hearing her, but this time she let herself be her natural volume. Jack clearly knew what he was doing and he leaned over, taking one of her rock hard nipples in his mouth and sucking as he continued to finger her, his free hand rubbing round in circles over her clit.
She groaned as a bead of sweat ran down his forehead, and her toes curled up as he kept up the pressure on her g-spot and clit. His mouth switched between her nipples as her breaths shortened and became more frequent. It was too much for her to take.
“I’m going to cum!” She groaned and she shuddered as she came, Jack, unrelenting in his movements, continued to finger her. She felt herself spasm and grabbed at his wrist, trying to force him away, but he didn’t stop. She came harder than she’d ever cum before and she let out a shout as she felt her whole body tighten up as she shook from the orgasm. Jack bit down on her nipple and she moaned again, the intense pleasure still pumping through her as her clit throbbed.
Jack finally let up, pulling his fingers away from her pussy. He pressed them against her lips and she sucked on them greedily, tasting herself from his fingers. She fell back into the mattress as her muscles relaxed and Jack climbed on top of her, pulling out his cock. She was still naked apart from her little ankle socks, but Jack kept his clothes on as he slid inside her. She moaned as she felt his cock inside her again and she wrapped her arms and legs around him as he fucked her roughly into the bed. She gripped tightly onto him as his dick slid in and out of her, the head almost sliding out each time before he would plunge back inside her dripping pussy.
She moaned louder at the thought of the others below them hearing them, hearing the sound of the bed frame rocking and the headboard banging against the wall.
“Fuck,” grunted Jack as he pulled away, wrapping his fingers around her throat and looking her dead in the eye “I’m going to cum in you.”
Tara’s eyes opened wide and she moaned holding onto his wrist with both hands and tightening her legs around him as Jack’s thrusts abruptly stopped, his cock twitching inside her for the second time that night as he groaned, taking a breath as he paused to look at her.
Tara smiled up at him and he leaned in to kiss her, “Oops,” Jack said, mock guilt in his voice “Look at the mess we’ve made.”
Tara looked down between her legs and saw a large wet spot had formed on the sheets. As Jack pulled his cock out of her the wet spot got even larger, their cum mixing and spreading out across the sheets.
Jack fell back onto the bed and Tara rolled over, throwing her leg over him but making sure her pussy pressed against the sheets, rubbing her pussy back and forwards over them. She leant in, kissing Jack “Oops indeed.”
[Next part](https://www.reddit.com/r/SirsStories/comments/gp9eg0/strip_poker_part_3/?)
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