My brother had some friends over the other night, and they all wanted to play poker. Since my parents were out, I was invited to play with them. I didn’t want to be rude and say no, because they looked pretty excited.
The thing is, I don’t know how to play poker. There were some flat, disk-shaped plastic pieces on the table in front of us. Next to those stacks was a deck of cards. I shrugged–it looked easy enough. I figured that maybe I’d just pick up on it as I went along.
That couldn’t have been more false. The guys shuffled and handed me a couple of cards, which I kept very close to my face. I tried to mirror their moves, but everyone could tell I was clearly a novice. My adopted brothers winked at one of their friends–Charlie–and he looked me up and down in a salacious manner. It made me blush.
Finally, it was my turn to play again. I looked around nervously and repeated ‘all in’–a term I’d heard my brother say earlier. The guys around the table leaned back and started laughing. I didn’t get it. They motioned for me to show ‘my hand’–which I guess meant I was supposed to put my cards down on the table. I did, and they all raised their eyebrows at me.
“Jordan,” my oldest brother said between bouts of chucking, “don’t you understand what you just did?” I shook my head. He crooked a finger at me and I walked over to him. “There’s my favorite baby sister,” he said, and began undressing me. I gasped. “What are you doing?” I asked him. He told me that since I lost the game, I had to pay back the other players.
As he was peeling off all my clothes, I got embarrassed. At first, I was scared about being naked in front of all of my adopted brothers’ friends. They told me how hot and pretty and sexy I was, though, and I felt much better. When they all pulled their cocks out and began using my body to satisfy their throbbing erections, I was reminded of my place as the submissive sister slut. So I laid there quietly while they used my holes. It even felt pretty good.