A Good Fucking Night Part 3

I can keep this story going as long as you guys want. After 150 positive votes, I’ll take that as a sign to write the next part. I’m hoping to add a little of everything into the overall story, so comment suggestions will be considered for future parts as I care about my reader’s thoughts. Please read parts one and two first, as it will help paint the story. Thank you and enjoy part three.



“All I’m saying is that we better get copies of those pics,” Amber demanded. Her sister Ashley giggled her agreement as the three teens climbed back down the stairs.

“Not a problem, I’ll send some to you later tonight,” Tyler winked back. The group were just recovering from one of the hottest sex scenes of their lives, and that was saying a lot for Tyler, the way this night was going!

The newly-acclaimed ladies’ master decided he would make another round throughout the party to check on everyone again. Bidding farewell to both twins with a kiss and a squeeze of their tush, he parted from them to monitor his parties progress.

Allison, who looked as if she had been used by half of the party, lay on the floor in front of one of the TVs, passed out from exhaustion and liquor. She was completely naked and she looked to be completely covered in seminal fluid.

Randy and Tim were no where to be seen, Tyler figured they had taken their two-timing slut somewhere more private.

There was innocent little Hannah, watching her movie, fixated on having a good time, despite all of the distractions around her.

Tayler was also now in the living room. She was fully dressed, and was sitting with her legs clamped tightly shut, her arms nervously hung around her legs, her entire body shaking as if she was cold or afraid.

Tyler continued his walk towards the dining room, finding that the poker game he had observed earlier had really taken off. Jake and Eric were now teamed up with Marcus and Ben, trying (and succeeding by the looks of things) to strip off the clothes of six girls. Tyler was shocked at a few of the players as he identified each one. There was Sierra, the dark-tanned beauty that had handed him the dos equis earlier. To her left there was Mandy, the typical cheerleader, slim, blonde, taller, and full of sluttiness. Those two original players had been joined by Kayla, the shy, yet wild girl Tyler had stuck his claim in earlier that night. Tyler then saw that above the game the trio of girls he hadn’t expected at the party at all were arguing amongst themselves about whether to play or not.

The three girls were obviously drowning in booze, but aside from their supercilious nature, Tyler couldn’t deny that they looked great!

Whitney, one of the biggest sluts he had ever known (she kept it semi-discrete, but he was sure everyone knew) was also one of the sexiest girls he had ever laid eyes on. Standing 5’8 with short blond hair, straightened down to her shoulders matching her European descent blue-eyed face, she was gorgeous. Travel down her body and you would see the perfect hourglass shape, either large C or D breasts, met with a slim, yet toned belly, and had a perfect ass to go with it. Tyler himself had squeezed that ass many times in the hallways or in class, Whitney always just glaring at him with a smirk on her face. It felt as amazing as it looked.

Next up was Kristy, a short girl, maybe 5’2, with an all around petite form. She had some facial qualities of a Latina, having dark brown hair to go with it, but she looked as white as anyone. Her hazel eyes complimented her small, rounder face well. She had smaller B cup boobs, a matching slim waist, and a delicious ass to tie it all together.

Makayla was a middle-ground to the two other girls. At 5’6, she had long sexy legs, coming together at yet another slim built body. Her ass, although not as spectacular as the other two girls, was still very desirable, as Tyler had seen a picture of it around school in red lace panties, and it looked flat out amazing in those. Her body continued up, reaching out with two amazing C cup breasts, topped by an adorable looking face with long curly blond hair.

The girls were talking with each other, trying to convince Whitney to play.

“Come on Whit, you have FIVE THOUSAND dollars. The least you can do is see if you can add to it!” Makayla persuaded, trying to get her friend to play.

“Yeah, but my mom sold my grandma’s ring so I could get a car. If I don’t come home with a car this weekend, I am royally fucked…” Whitney countered.

“But 4800 dollars will still buy a great car. At least start with 200 and see if you are winning. If you don’t, at least you still have all that money. But if you DO win, then you can add to it!” Kristy added.

“Yeah! You’re, like, the luckiest poker player I’ve ever seen!” finished Makayla.

Tyler saw Jake shift his attention, laughing at the last comment. The kid was an all around card shark, winning most games he played, and if he WAS losing, Tyler wondered if he had an agenda behind it. Tyler had always teamed up with him in an unofficial truce whenever he played cards around him, and had always won just by following the boys lead. He prayed that the girls would decide to play!

And with a little more convincing from her friends, Whitney did just that.

“Listen up,” she barked, “We want to play some poker too. But we don’t want to gamble clothes. Do any of you people have any real money to wager us?”

“Oh, I’m sure we could scrape up something. Enough to play with you for a little bit at least.” Jake replied, obvious annoyance in his voice from the belittling words from Whitney.

“Well we have five thousand dollars, and we want to add to it. So see if you can find anyone worth us playing,” Whitney continued.

“Looks like we have a game guys!” Jake announced, shooing off the half-naked girls he had been playing with moments earlier. He adjusted his body, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out his wallet. He removed a couple thousand dollars and flashed the money to Whitney to show he had enough to play, making her eyes sparkle with greed. Tyler couldn’t resist but to partake in this game, so he ran up to his room to grab some money. Racing back and sitting down with a couple hundred himself, he noticed the game was about to start.

There were six players, three guys and three girls. Tyler sat with Makayla to his left. Continuing in the circle to the left of Makayla was Whitney, Kristy, Eric, Jake, then back to Tyler. Whitney had given both of her friends 100 dollars to play with, demanding they not lose it all, or else.

Tyler was the first to deal.

Surprisingly, his first hand, he was dealt two kings and, thanking his luck, already knew this was going to be a great game. The girls started the betting with the minimum of two dollars, which Eric raised to 8. Everyone called, and three cards were flipped. A three of clubs, 7 of hearts, and a king of hearts now were showing in the middle of the table. Tyler couldn’t wait to bet!

The girls all bet ten dollars each, which was called until Tyler raised them to 25. Makayla nervously called, as did Whitney, but Kristy folded. Eric and Jake both called.

Tyler felt a swift kick to his ankle. Looking up, he saw Jake glaring at him. Tyler understood, and would play slow. Flipping another card over, a seven of spades, made Makayla obviously happy. She opened with a 25 dollar bet, which Whitney called. Eric called as well, but Jake ended up folding, then looked at Tyler with a stern face. Tyler, following his coaches instructions, also folding. One more card was flipped, an ace of diamonds, and the two remaining girls each bet 10, forcing Eric to call. Eric ended up showing a pair of threes while Makayla had a pair of sevens. Whitney happily collected her winnings, and mocked the boy’s stupidity, before telling Makayla to deal.

This continued for maybe ten hands in a row, the boys losing every time, the girls becoming more and more bold with their bets. Finally Jake won, the pot being 170 dollars for a single hand. He jokingly announced that the luck was about to turn, to which the girls laughed at him, mocking him with their piles of money, each girl with well over 300 dollars. Whitney gave them each an additional allowance of 200 to match her luck, as they buckled down to play again.

The girls won another three games in a row, and Eric was down to 20 dollars. Tyler himself only had 40 left, and was honestly nervous about losing to these stuck up girls. He looked to Jake, who was now dealing, but the boy seemed very confident. Tyler was dealt a jack and a five, and wasn’t too sure about the hand, but bet the opening two dollars anyway, which was quickly raised by the girls to 50. Eric folded, and all the girls laughed and called him a pussy. Jake called, and Tyler was just about to fold when he felt another kick at his ankle. He called, placing the rest of his money in the middle of the table. The flop came down as two sevens and a jack, giving Tyler a little hope. Whitney seemed very eager to bet now, placing another 100 dollars in the middle, the other two girls and Jake following suit.