TITLE    : Mary Turns 42 Ch. 05
STORYID  : mary-turns-42-ch-05_2007
SUMMARY  : Party hostess pays sexual favors in poker game.
AUTHOR   : Wolf Bennington@lit
DATE     : 2007-04-15
CATEGORY : exhibitionist-voyeur
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |gang|maid|party|


<i>If you haven't read the first four parts of this story it's hard to understand what's going on. I encourage you to read them in order. If you don't like stories about partner sharing or female servitude, don't waste your time here.</i>



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While Mary was upstairs getting herself cleaned up and relaxing some, Lance and I took turns in the guest bathroom getting ourselves just as cleaned up. When I went upstairs for some fresh clothes I saw that Mary was almost asleep in the tub. It was filled to the brim and she appeared to be comfortably relaxing. What she had been told to wear was laid out on the bed. Her English Maid's outfit was, essentially, a black and white short dress. It stopped high on her thigh, just low enough to cover her butt. But if she bent over far enough in it, then the back road up far enough to show off the lower half of her sexy cheeks. The top was cut low in the front so that she had to be careful which bra she wore (usually a push up and together bra) and it was cut down in the back just to where her bra strap wouldn't show. Typically underneath this she also wore a thong, garter and black thigh high stockings. If she was feeling particularly naughty she'd wear fishnets instead of the black sheer stockings that typically went with the outfit. To make it all even more sexy, she wore 3" spike heels that only added to her fantastic legs and five-foot-nine-inch frame.



As I looked at what she had laid out, I realized that the bra and thong were completely optional. Thinking about it, I decided they were an unnecessary option this evening and put them back into her drawer. The dress would support her chest enough but would also allow her boobs to sway and move as she served our company drinks and snacks. The thong wouldn't cover her ass cheeks anyway and would inhibit access to her pussy when the time came for that. Therefore I viewed them as an unnecessary potential barrier to pleasure for all.



Before going back downstairs I dressed comfortably, once again peaked in on my lover soaking in the tub, and headed back downstairs. Lance had dressed as comfortably as I had in loose fit jeans and a short sleeve polo shirt. Getting ourselves a couple drinks we sat in the living room and discussed what we had planned for Mary. I had already told him about her sexual quirks when it came to control, and being controlled, and exploring her limits. Having enjoyed multiple male partners as part of celebrating her last two birthdays, I didn't see anything particularly limit stretching about her serving the guests that Lance and I had coming over. We had invited four friends of ours over for a poker game and Mary would be the servant for the evening. Through our discussion we decided what the rules of the evening would be for Mary's involvement and the various options that we might consider as the evening passed. Ultimately we came up with a game plan that we thought would keep our guests excited and happy, Mary working hard as our sex slave, and us entertained with enjoying the game and the action.



At precisely 5:45 Mary came back down the stairs dressed in her English Maid outfit. When she reached the bottom of the stairs I said, "Come here," to her and indicated for her to stand directly in front of where I was sitting. She did as she was directed, stopping to stand almost directly between my feet. "Turn around," I ordered. She did, turning all the way around slowly, allowing Lance and I both to get a good look at her from every direction. When she stopped facing me, I gave her the next order: "Turn away from me and bend over... grab your ankles." She did as she was told without hesitation. When she bent over the dress rode up over her butt, displaying her delicious ass cheeks and smooth naked pussy. Her outer pussy lips were still slightly red and swollen from all the fucking she'd already enjoyed that day, but it wasn't unappealing looking.



Putting my hands on her hips I turned her body so that her ass was aimed at Lance. "Doesn't that look delicious?" I asked him with a smile.



"I KNOW it's delicious," he answered me back. We both chuckled.



"Stand back up," I said to Mary as I released her hips and dress. She stood up and turned around to face me. "Go into the kitchen and prepare a couple trays of snacks," I ordered. "And put six beer mugs in the freezer to chill." At hearing the number six her eyebrows went up slightly. It was her first indication of how many people she'd be waiting on for the evening. It still didn't tell her whether they'd all be men or a mix of men and women. Lance and I knew because we had carefully planned the event to overload her on one of her fantasies.



Since she had wanted specifically to have sex with a black man, and Lance had fulfilled that fantasy, we were now going to overload her with black lovers. We had invited four friends of ours, all black, over for the poker game. I realistically expected that throughout the evening, at some point, all six would either cum in Mary's mouth, deep into her cunt, or onto her smooth skin. It had already been made clear to all the participants that Mary's ass was off limits unless she asked for someone to fuck her there.



At six o'clock sharp, while Mary was in the kitchen making up snack trays, the doorbell rang. I went to open the door and found all four of our guests had arrived together. I smiled at the realization that these four men, most of whom were never on time anywhere, were quite prompt when it came to their chance to fuck a sexy white woman. I opened the door wide to let Jim, Mark, Cody and Billy into the house. All were dressed comfortably in slacks and polo shirts. Jim, Cody and Billy were average size guys, about my height of five foot eleven, and sporting medium builds. Mark, on the other hand, is six foot two and built like a lean football player. He wasn't fat in any way, but he was much wider through the shoulders than any of the rest of us and his arms looked as big around as my legs.



As Lance led our guests into the dining room where we already had a poker table set up, I went to check on Mary to see how the snacks were coming. I found her in the kitchen preparing a tray of cheese, crackers, cut pepperoni, and some other things. "Our guests are here," I said to her with a smile.



"Am I going to be the grand prize tonight" she asked with a half grin. I knew she loved the idea but I also knew that having her gangbanged by a half dozen guys or more would get old. She'd taken on twelve guys for her 41st birthday and had loved it. I knew she enjoyed having stiff cock available until she was exhausted and would even then allow men to use her body with my permission or her own comfort depending on the circumstances. Tonight was to be different.



"No, sweety," I answered her, pleased to see the disappointed look that appeared on her face. "You will be the prize only for specific hands," I explained, "or when I run out of money and have to bet your sexual favors to stay in the game." She brightened slightly at that. As much as we enjoyed our relationship, I knew she enjoyed even more being treated like property; respected property maybe, but property just the same. She delighted in taking orders and obeying them with high energy. She absolutely loved to suck a hard cock -- any clean hard cock -- but she enjoyed it even more if that cock was forced into her mouth. Every now and then she would pause or hesitate in her obedience just to elicit a spanking or some other punishment. She was just, in general, so much fun.



"As soon as you can take a break in the snack preparations, bring everyone a beer, K?" I asked / ordered her. She nodded and smiled again. I could tell she was excited about what the evening might hold. She'd already had a day full of sexual pleasures from Lance and I and was now going to spend the evening giving sexual pleasure to whoever I ordered her to... or whoever took it without me objecting. Giving her a quick hug, kiss and pat on her deliciously sexy ass I headed into the dining room -- which we'd taken to calling the "game room" for the poker game.



Joining the five men at the table I greeted everyone again, assured them that the first round of beer would be along shortly and indicated that we should get along with buying chips, checking decks, etc. We were in the midst of buying &amp; selling chips when Mary came in with a tray full of cold beers and frosted mugs. The beers were already poured with minimal head. As she distributed the beer I gave my "host's" speech:



"Alright, guys, this is how the rules of the game stand." Looking at Mary I said, "Don't leave the room until all the rules are understood."



"Yes, sir," she replied respectfully.



Turning back to the table I continued. "Mary is our hostess for the evening. She's an excellent server in every way and enjoys supporting our recreational games." I paused and thought about how to best word what was to come next. "As you know our game is a low-stakes game. One dollar buy in and no raises over fifty cents. None of us is here to get rich or go broke. It's all about the fun." I took a breath. "Mary is going to add to our fun tonight."



Looking around the table I made sure I had every man's attention before I continued. "Mary will provide us snacks and drinks for the evening, but she will provide some distraction and additional services as well." I took a sip of my beer before continuing. "I'm sure you've all noticed how well she's built and how sexy her long legs are." It was said as a rhetorical question but there was a chorus of answers from around the table as grins filled faces and a few of the men leaned over to look at her legs again. I continued. "Let me fill you guys in on a little secret: she's got nothing on under her maid's dress." Grins grew even bigger and a few of the guys leaned over even farther.



"If you doubt me," I said, "Let me prove it." Turning my face to Mary I said, "Lift your dress." I could almost see her trembling as she lowered both hands to the hem of her dress and slowly lifted it to her waistline. As she held it there I said, "Turn around." She turned a 360. The table was all of a sudden very quiet as everyone took in the sight of her nicely rounded but firm ass and her smooth shaven cunt lips. "Very good," I said to her, indicating that she could release her dress which she did. Turning back to the players at the table I continued. "Throughout the course of the game any of you may feel free to touch Mary in any way provided you don't cause her to drop or spill any of our refreshments. You may touch her through the dress, under the dress, whatever. I encourage you to feel how firm her butt is and to test the wetness of her pussy with your fingers." With a grin I added, "Try not to get too much pussy juice on the cards." Everyone quietly chuckled. Mary was still standing there attentively as she should. I was so proud of her.



"Now, for the highlights of tonight's game," I said. "We're playing five card draw. Twos are wild. Any man who draws a full house will get a blowjob from Mary whether it's the winning hand or not. She doesn't like cum in her mouth and I try to treat her right, so unless your full house has queens or kings high, you may not cum in her mouth. Understood?" I looked around the table to see nods all around. I looked at my watch to note the time. "It's now six twenty-five. We'll play for between three and four hours, with a final closing time of ten-thirty at the latest. Agreed?" I again looked around and saw everyone nod. "At closing time we will all count our pot and whoever holds the highest pot gets to do with Mary as they see fit. We have the guest bedroom set up so that you can get comfortable and enjoy her thoroughly. The length of time that you get to enjoy her will end at midnight. That gives the winner an hour and a half to enjoy her pleasures." I paused, took another sip of my beer and looked around. "Any questions?" There were none and we moved on with the game.



Turning to Mary I said, "Unless we're asking you to serve us something you need to remain at hand. Start out standing next to me and with every new hand move over to the next player. I want to make sure every man gets his chance to enjoy your presence." She knew what I was doing. I was ordering to make herself available to each man's hands as the game flowed. I knew she was delighted even though she felt slightly shamed. That slight shame was a side-affect of her upbringing: "good girls don't do that" was something she'd heard throughout her childhood, teen years, and first marriage. Her second husband hadn't treated her much better. While her first husband had treated her harshly and then condemned her for enjoying sex, her second husband just had little to no interest in sex and condemned her for wanting it at all. When she and I had met it took me about six months just to get her back to the point where she wasn't ashamed to admit that she enjoyed a good fuck. We'd come a long way.



By the time I was finished all chips had been bought and we were ready to start dealing our first hand. Mary was standing immediately to my right with her hands folded in front of her and watching what was going on. As the host of the game I dealt first. When I was finished dealing and had my own cards arranged in my left hand, I put my right hand under Mary's dress to caress her sexy ass. I heard a slight change in her breathing as I caressed her in front of everyone and I made it a point to rub up high on her butt, lifting the hem of the dress a little. As short as it was I thought the guys might be getting another peak at her shaven snatch, but I wasn't sure. After a round of bets I called for cards and dealt them out. Another round of bets, one fold, and we all had to show our cards.



I was slightly disappointed that no one had drawn a full house. I think Mary was too. Cody had won the hand with three of a kind and collected the pot. Sitting to my right was Lance and he got to deal next. Mary moved around on the other side of him, antes were thrown in and Lance started dealing. As I had, in between dealing cards, he slid a hand up Mary's dress and caressed her ass. I idly wondered if she still had that bright red hand mark on her butt cheek but wasn't going to look right then. I was actually trying to win a few bucks. Bets were placed, Billy folded, and Lance was dealing replacement cards. Jim cursed when he got his two -- and when we all threw down he had missed a full house by one card. Cody won again with four of a kind using a wild two on top of three eights.



It occurred to me that if Cody had thought about it he could have used the wild two with the five in his hand and declared a full house. No one said anything. Cody collected his pot and the deal moved on to Billy as did Mary. Antes were paid, the first round of cards was dealt. With his cards in hand Billy followed Lance and I in feeling up Mary's ass. As I watched though, half paying attention to my cards, I saw his hand slide down and run in between her thighs. I knew he was getting a good feel of her wet pussy and as I saw his hand move farther forward I saw Mary's eyes glaze over for a moment. I knew he had reached far enough forward to run a finger over her clit -- which I knew would be quite erect and tingling. Bets were thrown in, Jim folded, and Billy had to deal replacement cards. More bets were placed and we all noticed the big grin on Mark's face. I thought he might be holding a full house.



All calls were in and we threw down. Mark won the hand but not with a full house. He had a straight. He collected his pot as the deal and Mary moved on to Cody. Antes were paid, the first round of cards dealt. Just like everyone before him, once he had dealt the cards, Cody put his hand under Mary's dress. A gasp escaped her and I watched as she spread her feet slightly, widening her stance. Cody wasn't being shy. I could tell that he had stuck at least one finger into Mary's wet pussy -- possibly two or more. As everyone put in their bets Cody steadily finger fucked Mary. When it came time to deal replacement cards, Cody proved himself a nasty boy by pulling his fingers out of Mary's cunt and sucking them clean before wiping the spit off on a napkin. THEN he dealt replacements. Once the replacement cards were out he immediately put his hand back into Mary's crotch. To enhance his ability to pleasure her Mary leaned forward and put her hands on the poker table, arching her back and spreading her feet even more.



It was quite distracting and several of the guys were having a hard time paying attention to their cards. Once all calls were in, with Mark folding his hand, we all threw down. Cody was still fingering Mary as we did so. A hush fell over the table as Billy threw out his full house. He won the hand and, with a huge grin, looked at Mary. Mary looked at me as Cody pulled his fingers from her cunt. I nodded my encouragement.



To facilitate his blow job, Billy moved his chair back from the table some, giving Mary room to get on her knees under the table in front of him. While they worked together to get his cock out the deal moved on to Mark. Antes were paid and Mark started dealing. Billy was really enjoying the oral talents of my lover and had a hard time concentrating on his cards. After everyone else had bet, Billy simply folded, sat back and closed his eyes. Mary must have been being enthusiastic in her attentions. Replacement cards were dealt and more bets placed. Once everyone had called we threw down and Jim had won with two pair.



The deal moved to Jim and Mark commented that he felt robbed. Every other dealer before him had enjoyed the chance to feel Mary in between dealer duties. But he'd been left out because she was busy blowing Billy. I shrugged. What was I supposed to do? We'd all agreed to how the game would proceed and I was sure that if Mark had thrown the full house he'd be enjoying the blow job without hesitation. The thought of my Mary sucking what I was sure was a large black cock if Mark had won made my own length twitch. I love watching Mary explore her talent.



Billy's breathing had changed and I was sure he was getting close to blowing his load. "Not in her mouth," I said firmly. He half nodded and grabbed a napkin which he shoved under the table for her. With one hand on her head he let her suck until he could hold back no longer and then pushed her head away. She kept stroking and Jim started to deal the next hand as Billy's cock squirted several thick loads of cum straight up in the air. It landed on his belly, erection and thighs with some of it splattering onto Mary's still stroking hands. When it had passed the cards were all dealt and we were placing bets. Mary used several napkins to clean up Billy and his mess before she climbed out from under the table. Billy pulled his pants back up, his shirt back down and tried to focus on his cards.



Mary took her place standing next to Mark after she went into the kitchen to wash off her mouth and hands. Mark smiled and slid his hand under her dress as he considered his cards. I had seen how big his hands were and I knew Mary was immediately enjoying the feeling as she arched her back, leaned on the table and spread her feet. Obviously she was opening her cunt for his big fingers to gain entry.



The game continued on round and round with two other full houses thrown in: one by Jim and one by Lance. Jim came fast in response to Mary's oral attention but Lance took his time. He'd cum several times already that day and I knew he'd be awhile. Mary had to earn his load. By the same token, his full house had two kings high, so when he finally did cum he put his hands on her head and held her face down. He shot his cum into the back of her mouth and into her throat. Mary had long gotten past her distaste for cum but she still preferred not to have a man cum in her mouth. She sometimes got so excited, horny and hungry that she'd suck down a load and not blink but for some reason this evening she just wasn't as aggressive. Lance had to physically hold her head in place as he came, forcing her to take his load. When he finally released his hold on her head, she popped off his cock quickly, squeezed her lips shut, grimaced and swallowed hard several times.

<hr pg="2" />When she got out from under the table she went straight into the kitchen and I heard the water running and then a beer open. I knew she was rinsing her mouth and getting a drink. She had worked hard to make Lance cum and I didn't begrudge her the drink. She probably needed it.



As ten-thirty approached everyone began to eye everyone else's pot. Who had the most? Every man at the table had felt how slick Mary's pussy was. Jim, Billy and Lance had all enjoyed a blow job. I knew that Cody and Mark were probably both pretty horny and wanting relief. I also knew that my lover had an on-going fantasy about a big black man and Mark would suit her needs quite well. I was horny too but I knew I'd enjoy her after they'd all left no matter what. Once the game was over and she'd enjoyed whoever won her, everyone -- including Lance -- was going home. She and I would enjoy the remainder of the weekend by ourselves. That was always enjoyable, especially after one of her adventures. It reinforced the power and security of our relationship.



When the clock hit ten-thirty, the game was called. Everyone counted their pot. As I had hoped -- and as I'm sure Mary had hoped as well -- Mark had the high pot. She was going to get her fantasy and he was going to truly enjoy her. But I felt bad because poor Cody was still left hanging. As a good host I simply couldn't have that. Looking at Lance I said, "Why don't you take Jim and Billy and head into the living room. Find a movie to watch or something. You're all welcome to stay until midnight." Lance nodded. Having been in the house with us all day he was quite comfortable.



Looking at Mary I said, "Before you take Mark to the guest room and serve his needs, you need to give Cody some relief." Turning to Mark I said, "Let me show you to the guest room. You can get comfortable, freshen up if you want, whatever." He nodded and I got up -- he followed. As I left the room I looked back over my shoulder and saw Mary getting on her knees in front of Cody. He had a goofy look of anticipation on his face and I knew it wouldn't take Mary five minutes to get him to dump his load.



In the guest room I showed Mark the bathroom, extra towels, etc. I encouraged him to get ready for Mary and further encouraged him to make sure, without being inconsiderately rough or violent, that she tended to his every need. I told him that she was quite proud, as I was, of her sexual prowess and that it was a special fantasy of hers to enjoy a large black man; both in stature and equipment. He thanked me for such an entertaining evening and assured me that he would treat Mary properly. As I left him he was pulling his shirt off to get in the shower.



Out in the game room I found Mary stroking Cody just as his orgasm set in. I watched as he shot his load -- and it was quite impressive. More than anyone else, Cody had shot several thick ropes of milky white cum and they fired out of his cock high into the air. The first shot landed on his own face and the follow on shots all seemed to land on his shirt, chest or belly. I heard Mary groan out, "Oh, yeah!" watching him shoot so hard.



When his climax had passed he looked down at her with a smile and said, "Thank you."



She grinned up at him as she played with some of his cum and said, "Oh, you ARE welcome." She giggled as she finished and then said, "I have to go give Mark his prize." He nodded as she got up and went into the kitchen once again to clean all the cum off of her hands and wrists. He had shot a lot and it landed everywhere.



When she was finished I was waiting for her in the kitchen doorway. I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Mark's waiting for you in the guest room," I said.



She smiled and met my eyes as she said, "Thank you for taking such good care of me." She took a breath and continued. "It feels so wonderful to know how sexy and sexual I am and not have to be ashamed of it in any way."



"That's what it's all about," I said, smiling back at her.



"I know," she said, "but I wanted you to know how much I appreciate you and our relationship. I have lots of fun, always feel safe, and always know that you'll be there when the night's over."



"Feels nice and secure, doesn't it?" I asked her.



"Yes," she replied as she laid her head on my shoulder. "I look forward to being alone with you later."



"Me too," I replied. Then, trying to lighten the moment just a little I added, "I just hope you can still feel my cock after Mark's done with you."



Mary lifted her head to look at me with a wicked twinkle in her eye. "Is he big?" she asked, specifically referring to his cock size.



"I have no idea," I answered honestly. "But you've seen how big he is in general, and how big his hands are. What do you think?"



She kissed me a quick peck on the lips and said, "I think I'll owe you something special later. Thank you again."



"It's my pleasure to see you so pleasured, baby," I said. "Now go have fun. Remember that midnight is the deadline. After that I'm finished with sharing you for the weekend."



"Yes, love," she said and then stepped around me to scamper to the guest room. I knew she was eager to enjoy Mark and I had guests waiting for me in the living room. 

