1. Gamble


    Date: 1/23/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Black, Erotica, Extreme, Interracial, Voyeurism, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    Take it or leave it." Todd turned to me and started to talk, voice shaking. "Baby, I'm sorry- I just think this is the only way I can-" "Shut up!" I interrupted, unwilling to listen to his voice any longer. I was shaking my head, numb to the whole proposition, but single minded about getting my dad's car back. The rest I would figure out afterward. "Just get my car back, Todd." "Deal me in," said Todd after a few seconds, pulling his chair up the to table again. I went to make another strong rum and coke, then sat down next to Deon. Todd looked at me, shook his head, and then tried to sink his mind into the game again. I watched as the hands came and went, with Todd's stack of chips rising and falling. I thought about what I really wanted, and how I'd been greedy and stupid to buy into this life with him to begin with. I thought about how blind I was to his downward spiral until it was too late, and how he apparently thought nothing of gambling away my most valuable and prized possession. Then I thought about how truly fucked up it was that he put my vagina up as collateral for a loan. He was sick and selfish - he deserved to hit bottom, he really did. Maybe it would teach him the value of things in his life beyond cash and card games, or maybe he didn't deserve me at all. But the more I thought about it, and the more I watched him recklessly betting with his last thousand dollars, with my body on the line, the more I found myself rooting against him. Rooting for him was ...
    doing me no good, I realized. He didn't deserve my support anyway. I leaned on Deon, rubbing his back with my hand. I was excited by how strong he was, and by his strong musk, so masculine. I realized I'd probably never been this close to a black man before, and so I didn't know if that was really part of it, but the rum wasn't all that was intoxicating me. The object of my boyfriend's downfall was drawing me to him, both as a matter of revenge and animal attraction to the more masculine of two bulls. Todd held his two hole cards under his fingers, peeking briefly, then bet $200. "You got a monster over there, poker boy?" Deon asked, immediately calling the bet, pushing his own $200 in. The three community cards came out. Ace, 10, 4, all in spades. Todd bet $100, and Deon immediately called again. The next card was another ace, the ace of diamonds. Todd bet another hundred dollars. "You gonna just keep bleeding me dry on your flush over there? You're making me pay good money after bad, son," said Deon as he again put another hundred in the pot in response to Todd's bet. The last card was a Jack of hearts. Todd bet $200, and Deon immediately pushed all in again, leaving Todd with a decision for his last two hundred dollars. "You made your flush early on, since then just betting steady, why abandon it now?" Deon said, running several chips through his fingers, over and over. "If you really got that flush, I'm a dead man. I think you're tired as hell, and you just bet too heavy like ...
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