


On Wednesday evenings, the boys gathered around and played blackjack, drank beers, and sat around while they joked, until three in the morning usually. “Ace…nine. What’s your move boys?” Brent, 44, father of two, happily married and was a quarterback in college. Now he works in real estate, and his wife hasn’t put out in years, but he’s not too deprived.

“Eh..I’ll fold.” Michael is 39, and is the ‘bad boy’. It’s only because he’s the youngest and hasn’t been tied down yet.  Not to mention his good looks, and his cheeky personality makes him a bit of a stud. There is one girl he’s been charming for a while now, so who knows, she might be the one.

“I’ll wait to see what Joel does.” Chris and Joel were two peas in a pod. While Joel was scrawny and only 5’2, Chris was 6’1 and close to three hundred pounds. Chris was 29 while Joel was 49, and they shared the same birthday. Both their wives were dreadful, but they were willing to tolerate it considering their proper circumstances. “Joel?…Joel?”

Joel stared off in the distance, his mouth hung open, and he was silent until, “UH! Hooo fuck that’s it baby fuck! Swallow it.. UGH!” He shook and the guys at the table laughed.

From between his legs under the table, I grinned and licked my lips. I also chuckled hearing him make a slight fool of himself. “Did I do good?” My sparkling blue eyes looked up and I waited for his validation, before I climbed out and stood up, revealing my tight lithe 18 year old body. “Who wants a beer?” I pointed to the crowd, and a few hands raised. I took note, and went to the kitchen, adjusting my outfit. It was quite usual that it was a short skirt, crop top, white stockings and white trainers. No underwear though.

“Guys, I don’t care what you think but that mouth and pussy is grade A.” Joel chuckled as he zipped himself back up.

“Dude, and she is literally next door. When I hit her up, it’s like she’s been waiting for me. She lives with her dad too. She says that he kick started this condition she has. God, I’d pay for her place.” He swigged the last of his beer, before I came in the room and set down a few more for each of the guys. 

“Baby girl? What’s that condition you have? You know, when you start acting all twitchy and freak out?” Joel asked.

I scratched my head. “There isn’t really a name for it yet. I-I essentially have a condition that requires a certain kind of stimulation or my body goes through a kind of shock. That hasn’t happened in a while though, thank goodness.” I beamed a smile.

Chris is normally so sheepish and shy, but I felt his beefy hand grab my thigh and I grinned.

“Want to take a breather? Maybe get lucky?” I smiled while the guys whistled and laughed. With blushing cheeks, Chris got up and followed me to the couch, pulling down his zipper…

[Hiya! So the story doesn’t necessarily have to start or revolve around the poker night per se. The point of the story is my character, Allie, is this little town’s slut that helps the Dads and general guys get some action that they wouldn’t otherwise enjoy, while also quelling my nymphomania. All my other prompts are available too😊]

Kinks: incest, cheating, Cuckqueaning, Impreg, hyperspermia, cum play, gangbangs, sleep play, prostitution, beast, fantasy, and MORE

LIMITS: Please don’t poop or pee on my characters

[F4M]✨Being The Neighborhood Dads’ Secret✨