Dad has been playing poker for as long as I can remember. Twice a month, Dad’s friends come over to play poker.
Dad has been playing poker for as long as I can remember. Twice a month, Dad’s friends come over to play poker.
Mom served all of Dad’s friends for years, and it was always very nice when they came to play poker, until Dad lost a game and couldn’t pay his poker debt. One of Dad’s friends suddenly said, “Well, then your wife should just pay with her cunt.” And before Dad could answer, they ripped Mom off her body like her clothes, and she was raped multiple times. Dad watched helplessly, and Mom lay naked on the floor crying. She gathered her torn clothes and ran out of the room.
Not even two hours later, she drove off the driveway and drove out of the street crying, and never came back.
I was never in the living room during a poker night; I always sat hidden on the banister to watch the poker game. Suddenly, there was a lot of arguing and shouting. I saw Mom getting one stiff cock after another in her cunt and ass simultaneously from those fine friends of Dad’s. I saw Mom being treated like a cheap whore, and her face and tits were covered in loads of sperm. I didn’t quite understand what was happening, but it was very clear that it had nothing to do with poker. I also didn’t grasp the seriousness of the whole situation and, during Mom’s rape, I played with my pussy, which was getting quite horny because To be honest, it turned me on quite a bit when I saw all those hard cocks Mom was abusing. I must have been 14 years old at the time. Mom called out several times to Dad, who remained sitting stiffly on a chair, staring ahead and still studying his poker cards lying on the table. He still couldn’t believe he had lost.
I am now a lanky 15-year-old teenager who often plays with her pussy and fantasizes about how many cocks would fuck me. That can probably be explained by the fact that Mom had many cocks around her back then too.
Dad never said a word about it, and when I asked when Mom would come back, he said, “I don’t know, but one day she will definitely come back.”
Dad just can’t help it, and so men come back monthly to play poker. The annoying thing about that is that Mom isn’t there to serve anymore. Dad had asked me to take care of the drinks. I just said yes because there is no one else who will do that anyway. Dad had asked me to dress a bit sexily so that those men would be distracted during the playing poker.
Dress a bit sexy, what exactly does he mean by that? I just put on a top and a short skirt. A bra and panties aren’t necessary, I thought to myself. Dad looked at me and immediately said, “Perfect, that will distract them.”
For my age, I already have a couple of nice tits on my body and my pussy is always completely shaved. I look at Dad and say, “And if you lose, do I have to pay those men for you too, like Mom had to do?” He turns around and says, “Don’t worry, that won’t happen.”
Honestly, I am prepared for anything, even if Dad were to lose. I saw through the balustrade back then how Mom was pretty much raped and sexually abused and had an orgasm for the first time, and my little horny pussy got completely wet with excitement watching those guys use their cocks on Mom.
I don’t want to be raped myself, but just fucked hard, especially by adult guys who come to play poker at Dad’s.
• The poker game
His poker friends are inside by now and They are already sitting at the poker table. Dad calls me over and says, “Look gentlemen, that is my daughter who is going to serve you tonight.” One guy immediately said, laughing, “If I had known you have such a sexy daughter, I would have put on shorts,” and everyone started laughing. Out of nowhere, I felt my pussy clench when he said that. I replied, “Then do your best at poker, otherwise I’ll have to punish you.” A roar of laughter from those guys fills the living room.
The lights are dimmed, and I do my best to provide everyone with drinks and snacks. That guy who said that about the shorts sometimes rubs my butt under my short skirt and looks at me while doing so. Sometimes I stand there longer because it feels good how he does it, and then I walk away giggling. I would have preferred him to finger my pussy, but maybe that will happen tonight.
The poker game is almost over, and there is laughter and swearing back and forth. So far, it is very pleasant, and my sexy butt is getting plenty of attention from that guy.
The stakes are high and Dad wins the poker game. Swearing and shouting go back and forth because of the others’ losses. That guy who was rubbing my butt so deliciously steps out of the poker game and retreats to the kitchen for a moment. This is my chance, I thought immediately. I follow him and immediately pull up my short skirt and say, “If you want more than just stroking my butt, now is your chance.” II immediately feel one finger shoot into my pussy, and I press myself against him, enjoying every movement he makes. He sets me on the kitchen table and spreads my legs. He pushes two fingers in and says, “Your horny pussy already has enough room to be fucked by a cock.” I wait to see if he wants to fuck me when it suddenly gets louder and harsh words are hurled. Accusations are made back and forth, and there is little sign of friendship left among the poker friends.
A poker player shouted loudly, “And you will pay up; you bluffed without being able to pay.” Oh dear, I thought immediately, “Here we go again, exactly like with Mom back then.”
I walk into the living room with great courage, switch on the full light, and everyone looks at me in silence as I ask how much Dad owes them. I was shocked by the amount for a moment and thought, I’ll never get that much together just by fucking. I take off my scanty clothes and stand stark naked in the living room and say, “If you want, I will pay for Dad.” Dad looks at me, who is now in shock, and shouts loudly, “No… no, not my daughter.” I reassure Dad and whisper in his ear, “It’s oke, Dad, I want it to happen too.” Dad runs out of the house, and the only thing I hear is the front door slamming shut. I look at all the guys and say, “Well, gentlemen, you can take your losses from me then.”
A dead silence falls, and one after another, their pants are already on the floor.
• Endless fucking session
My ultimate dream is about to come true. When Mom was pretty roughly abused by several of Dad’s poker friends, I have since watched masses of ‘gangbang’ porn videos of young girls being abused by multiple guys. Actually, because of that whole rape of Mom back then, I have been waiting for a long time to get nicely abused myself. I am more than fed up with fucking my horny pussy with dildos; I just want a hard cock inside it, like all girls. I brace myself for what awaits me, and by now I am already on my knees, sucking off one big cock after another out of nowhere. A hard cock in each hand and one fucking my mouth. I feel my pussy being fingered deep and am being measured right on the couch as if I were a cheap slut. Every poker friend of daddy’s is already naked and I have gotten quite wet from excitement by now.
One of those poker guys is lying on the couch with a hard cock and is trying to shove his hard cock into my still-virgin ass, which, to my surprise, is working quite well. It hurts, but I grit my teeth by moving along with him and pushing his hard cock deeper into my ass.
A hard cock is fucking my mouth and I feel the other guy conquering my pussy. I am dealing with 3 hard cocks sexually exploiting my still-young body with their hard cocks. They switch places regularly, but my ass, pussy, and mouth are clearly not being forgotten. After being totally fucked for some time, I am back on my knees, and one guy after another empties his balls into my mouth, and I struggle to handle all the waves of sperm. I get fucked pretty deep in my throat again, and a second load shoots right into my throat.
I lie on the ground, exhausted and covered in sperm all over my young, innocent body. One of Dad’s poker friends helps me up and whispers, “Come sit on my lap with your legs spread.” Again, I feel a hard cock shoot straight into my burning pussy, and I start riding his cock myself now because I just like it. I feel an orgasm coming on, and the cum from my pussy drips all over his balls. He whispers in my ear, “I want to see you more often; I’ll give you my cell number, call me if you want to fuck.”
The fucking and blowjob action is over, and those guys look at each other as one says, “And this is for you.” I see them put money on the poker table, and the front door slams shut. It is quiet in the house, and I pull myself together and go take a shower. For days on end, my ass and pussy have still been burning from all those guys who once made me feel what fucking really means. I think about that phone number and get increasingly curious and horny from it, just to imagine what that guy will do to me.
• The Appointment
After 2 weeks, Dad suddenly says, “I am sorry that you paid the poker debt for me.” I look at him and say, “But no, Dad, I did that gladly for you, and I did it for myself too; I learned a lot from it.”
Dad doesn’t understand that I let myself be abused like that and adds, “I have signed up for therapy for gambling addiction.” I look at him, give him a kiss on his forehead, and say, “Maybe Mom will come back too if you stop playing poker.”
I call the number of that poker friend of Dad’s who gave it to me. I am hornier than ever before. I’ve been there before; my pussy has been screaming for a hard cock to fuck for a while now. He picks up and says after a while, “I knew you’d call me again; you just want to get fucked hard, and that’s normal for teenage girls like you.” I felt my pussy clench immediately when he said that. I immediately asked if we were alone or if more men were coming. “Yeah, you already know those other men anyway; you’re going to get abused endlessly again, that’s what you like so much, isn’t it?” I feel how wet I get when he said ‘abuse’ with those hard cocks. I can picture it all perfectly, how they completely flatten my horny pussy and ass with hard cocks. I can still clearly remember the taste of his cum, and I’m craving to swallow his cum again.
He hangs up, and I realize I don’t even know his name, but is that important? I thought to myself. He lives three blocks away, which isn’t even that far. I am wearing the same clothes as during the poker game Dad lost—’a top and a short skirt, no bra and panties that are totally unnecessary,’ I thought.
With the piece of paper in my hand with his address on it, I ring the doorbell. A guy I recognize from last time opens the door and we walk into the living room.
3 horny guys who want nothing more than to sexually abuse me stand around me and I feel their eager hands moving over my body. It doesn’t take much and I am already standing naked in the middle of the living room. Pulling on my nipples and finger fucking is the beginning of a hardcore afternoon of abuse that I have been waiting for.
My hands are looking for their hard cocks and one guy after another is already standing naked next to me and I feel their hands over my trembling horny body from excitement.
I am forced onto my knees and suck off one hard cock after another. By now I am bent over and feel a hard cock being rammed right into my horny pussy. I am being fucked so deep in my throat that I have to vomit myself, and immediately I have that hard cock deep in my throat again. That guy pulls me by my hair deep over his cock, pulls me back, and shouts loudly, “Dirty slut, I’ll teach you what throat fucking is.”
I get picked up and immediately feel a cock in my ass, and that guy pulls my legs far apart while another guy thrusts his hard cock deep into my pussy, which has become more of a cunt than a nice teen pussy. Both guys ram their cocks deep into my ass and pussy as deep as they can and fuck me endlessly. Again, I am thrown onto the sofa like a cheap whore, and they abuse every hole my slender body has to offer. In my ass, pussy, and one deep in my throat.
These few hours seem like an eternity to me, and for the first time, I am glad that the whole fucking session is over. My buttocks are burning red from the blows I had to endure, my throat hurts from all that throat fucking, and my ass and pussy are burning like hell. With difficulty, I pull my top and short skirt back on.
That guy I called ran his hand through my hair and said, “See? You’re smiling again, it wasn’t that bad after all.” He gives me a kiss on my forehead and immediately asks when I want to come over again, presses quite a lot of money into my hands, and says, “You’ve earned it.”
I take a taxi home right away because I can barely walk anymore. Dad looks at me in shock and says, “What happened to you?”
I look at him and say, “I’m still paying off your poker debt, Dad, and I have to go there again next week, just so you know.” Dad looks at me in shock, bursts into tears, and shouts, “Now I’m signing up for that therapy for gambling addicts.” The scumbag, I thought he had already started that therapy for gambling addiction? I’d better not tell him that I let myself be sexually abused for the kick. Every week, I still let myself be sexually exploited to the extreme, and it seems that by now I have become addicted to wanting to be abused. That is the only way I can get multiple orgasms. Over the years, my clothing has changed, though; I don’t wear that top and skirt anymore. I dress like a fine lady who changes her personality as soon as she is naked. At multiple addresses where I give myself completely and get paid well, respectable family men can unleash their lustful desires on me and do with me whatever satisfies their fantasies. In the meantime, their naive wives do the housework and take care of the children.
Daddy doesn’t gamble anymore and has become a sweet and caring father to me. Thanks to Daddy, who lost the poker game back then, I have a good income.
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