[F] I played strip poker with the guys… [Part 2]

By this point, my heart was pounding out of my chest, the flush spreading down my neck, across my collarbones, colouring my cleavage a blotchy, embarrassment tinged pink. I was still clutching my breasts to my chest, still somehow desperate to cover my nipples, despite the fact my pussy was now completely exposed to all three of them. And yet, as much as I was trying to cover myself, I kind of enjoyed the way their eyes kept flicking from my face, to my breasts, to my pussy, then back to the cards.

I wondered how many of them had hard cocks, and the thought of being the cause of three simultaneous erections made me shiver a little.

Okay, a lot. lol

"Come on," I teased, shifting just slightly to part my legs wider, catching Caleb's eye. "You're all clever guys. You can figure something out. Right?"

Finn cleared his throat. "How about…a dare?"

"Sounds good…" I said, pushing my hips out a little, making sure they all had a good view. "But it has to be a good one…"

"I've got one," Liam cut in eagerly, leaning forward. "If you lose the next hand, you have to let us touch you…"

"Hmm…" I said, feeling my pussy tremble slightly. "Where?"

He shrugged. "Wherever we want. Thirty seconds each."

"Thirty seconds each?" My voice trembled slightly, betraying my excitement. "That's a minute and a half…I don't know about that…"

Caleb grinned. "You chickening out? It was your idea!"

I laughed, embarrassment mingled with horniness and shame. "I guess it was…" I was struck with a sudden idea. "Okay, fine, but let's make it fairer. If I win the next hand then all three of you need to get completely naked."

The three guys looked at each other and although they didn't say anything, an agreement was reached between them, and when they turned back to me, Caleb nodded.

"You're on."

We played the hand in silence, Finn dealing out the cards with trembling fingers. I was still naked, but doing my best to cover up as I fanned out my hand. Two pair. Not bad. But not good enough.

"Full house," Caleb said with a grin, spreading his cards. Liam cheered beside him, and Finn just smirked, tossing his hand aside.

I stared at the cards, then at them. My heart dropped and my pussy clenched at the same time.

"Well…" I said, swallowing hard. "Fuck."

Liam leaned back, cocky and smug. "Guess we win."

"Yeah…" I muttered, trying and failing to sound annoyed. In truth, my skin was buzzing, my nipples tingling, and my whole body felt feeling a little…melted.

"Alright then," Finn whispered, his voice hoarse. "Who's going first?"

Again, they flipped for it, and part of me felt like I should have been annoyed that they were treating my body like some kind of turn on a videogame or something. Who's going first? It was disgusting, really.

But at the same time, their eagerness to touch and feel and caress and god knows what else was literally making me drip.

I lay down on my back and waited for them to decide.

Liam won, moving toward me and kneeling at my side. He took my arms and gently pried them away from my breasts. I resisted only for a moment. They were so full and heavy that they spilled out over my chest, and all three pairs of eyes widened. I felt ashamed at how slutty my body looked.

"Fuck," Liam whispered, sounding genuinely awed as he gently fondled my breasts, squeezing and pulling the flesh. He didn't touch my nipples directly, but his palm rubbed against them as he moved his hands. "Your tits are incredible."

He squeezed harder and a small moan escaped my lips. His fingers moved lower, down my chest, across my hips, dangerously close to my swollen pussy, teasing and barely touching. I opened my legs slightly, involuntarily, my pussy desperately needing–

"That's time," Caleb said. "My turn."

Before I could even open my eyes, I felt a new set of hands on me, rougher and more eager, cupping my breasts with both hands, thumbs flicking across my sensitive nipples, pulling them gently.

"Ow!" I protested, but at the same time I arched into his touch, moaning softly, head spinning. He was confident, his hands firm yet careful, fingertips squeezing and tugging just hard enough to make my hips jerk upwards, aching for more.

"Fuck…" I whispered.

Caleb laughed. "You like this, don't you?"

"No," I said, moaning with pleasure. "I hate it."

Caleb's time ended, and Finn pushed him to the side, silent but decisive, hand sliding directly between my thighs, fingers immediately finding my dripping pussy. I gasped sharply as he slipped one inside, then two, his thumb pressing gently against my swollen clit, making tight, teasing circles.

"Jesus, Finn," I moaned, hips moving shamelessly against his hand. "That actually feels…so…fucking good."

"Time's up!" Caleb announced.

"What!?" I protested. "No! That can't have been thirty seconds!"

Caleb shrugged. "Time flies, I guess. Shall we play another hand?"

I shook my head shakily, thighs still spread wide, not even attempting to hide myself now, looking at them, face to face, none of them even trying to hide their cocks. "I…can't."

Caleb turned his head to the side. "Why not?"

Heart pounding, mind blurred with lust, I whispered breathlessly. "You know why…"

Caleb grinned. "I think we'd all like to hear you say it…"

My nipples hardened with humiliation. "Because…fuck…because I need you all to use me."