Ferry Cabin Inferno: My Strip Poker Gangbang Confession
The ferry hums under me, slicing night waves toward Corsica. Chambéry behind, Marseille fading. I sink into a bar stool, book open, but eyes drift to four guys at the next table. Twenty-five-ish, laughing over tarot. Funny voices pull me in. They need a fifth. I join. Adore cards. Hour flies, I’m losing bad. ‘Lucky no strip rules,’ one grins. Heart skips. They push: real strip poker in their cabin. Temptation burns. Exhibitionist streak flares. But four men? Dangerous. I set rules: my game, I stop anytime. ‘You’ll be disappointed, I’m over 40.’ Their cabin: two bunks, us crammed facing off. Liar’s poker. Loser strips one layer. Four pieces each: me in panties, bra, knee skirt, tight vest. First loss: vest off slow. Bra strains over tits. Eyes devour. Second: bra unclasps. Firm breasts spill free. I cup them, squeeze, nipples harden. Heat pools low. Third: skirt slides down thighs. Turn, show lace panties hugging ass—my pride. They stare, cocks tenting. Fourth: panties peel off. Bush exposed, lips slick. I say I’m done. They beg one more. ‘Lose, you suck us all.’ Fellatio obsession hits. Counter: winner gets my mouth. They balk at their penalty—suck a buddy. I bluff walkout. They cave. Stakes locked: full swallow, both ways. Eric strips shirt: métis god, muscled chest ignites me. Next, Dom drops slip. Huge hard cock bobs. Tension coils. Final hand. I call liar on Dom. Lose on purpose? They cheer. I dress: ‘Blowjobs clothed.’ Control mine. Deal their game. Peek hands: Marc wins. Pudgy, meh face. Kneel before him. Hands rub bulge. Slip off: average dick throbs. Suck deep, slow. Tongue swirls. He groans. Spectators grip cocks. Edge him fast. Cum floods mouth. Spit some on tip, lick clean. Bathroom escape. Decide: offer body 30 minutes. Desire drowns reason. Pussy aches. Owe the losers. Crave hands, cocks everywhere.
Hands swarm. Rip clothes. I strip them. Three cocks salute: massive, veined, dripping. Kneel, suck rotate. Lips stretch, throats bulge. Marc grinds back on me. They hoist me to bunk. Mouths assault: lips on nipples, tongue in pussy. Fingers probe ass, clit. Gasp, arch. Condoms snap on. Eric first: slow, deep missionary. Skin slides, heart hammers. Dom pounds brutal, hips slap. Third: forgettable fumble. Marc reclaims. Relay: in-out, caresses, kisses. Four rounds. Pause. Straddle Marc, ride reverse. Jerk others. Suck trio: latex taste quits me. Hands stroke shafts. Finish them oral. First spurts quick. Dom floods next. Eric slow: savor dark skin texture, veins pulse. Marc begs mouth again. Fifth load down throat. Body quakes, slick with sweat, cum.
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