Hubby Shares Slut Wife in Rough Anal + DP Gangbang at Poker Game

The poker game at the Blue brothers’ house was in full swing when Mick walked in, hand-in-hand with his trophy wife Madelyn. The curvaceous MILF turned heads in her low-cut top and short skirt, her double D breasts bouncing with each step. Mick grinned, knowing exactly why he’d brought her along.

“Gentlemen, I hope you don’t mind if my wife Madelyn joins us,” Mick announced, leading her to the plush armchair as he took a seat at the poker table. “She gets so lonely without me, doesn’t she Madelyn?”

Madelyn bit her plump lower lip and nodded, the men eyeing her like a piece of meat. “Yes, darling. I do miss you when we play poker…” Her voice was sultry, hinting at the game to come.

Mick dealt the cards as Madelyn crossed her long legs, the hem of her skirt riding up her creamy thighs. “Professor Poker Night” was the euphemism Mick used for these wild evenings with his “buddies”. Madelyn, an ex-porn star, relished the role of wife and slut, desperate for cock.

The men stared at their hands, but their eyes kept flitting to Madelyn’s ample cleavage. “All in,” growled Mick, pushing his chips in.

One by one, the other players folded, until all eyes were on Madelyn. She licked her lips, a coy smile on her face. “Well…it looks like I’m up next,” she purred.

Madelyn carried a tray of drinks to the table, sashaying her hips. She leaned over, giving the men an eyeful of her tits nearly spilling from her top. She bent down to slide a beer to her husband. “Why don’t you give me the chips, honey?”

With a wicked grin, Mick slid his chips over, a necktie included. “I want to watch you play with their big cards, baby.” His eyes twinkled with depraved excitement.

The men grinned, the game intensifying as Madelyn leaned over the table to place Mick’s tie as a bet, the linen sliding between her cleavage. She raked in the win, her tight top straining against her heavy breasts. “Your man sure knows how to pick a winner,” Madelyn cooed.

As the night wore on, more and more clothes came off. The losers bid on Madelyn, stuck to her like glue. She sat at the table in her lace bra and cut-off shorts, the atmosphere electric. Deep kisses and wandering hands left hickies on Madelyn’s exposed flesh.

“I think I’ve got the big winner at my table,” Madelyn announced, tossing her cards down. She stood up and crooked her finger at Mick. “But I want to play with hubby’s big poker chip now.”

Madelyn pulled Mick to the adjacent room. The last thing the men heard was Madelyn’s giggle and a lusty moan before she was bent over the arm of their couch, her shorts around her ankles. Mick wasted no time shoving his thick cock inside her tight, puffy pussy.

“Heyyyyy fuckkk!” Madelyn screamed as her husband’s fingers dug into her wide hips. She threw her head back in ecstasy, her large tits swinging as he pounded her. Madelyn’s ass rippled with each powerful thrust. Mick reached around to play with her bouncing breasts, pulling and tweaking her sensitive nipples.

“Getting these big tits harder baby!” Mick grunted, groping her. “All mine!” It was just the kind of dirty talk Madelyn craved.

“Yes! I’m your dirty slut wife!” Madelyn moaned, her pussy drenching Mick’s cock. She ground back, pushing them both over the edge into a gushing orgasm. Madelyn convulsed, her inner muscles squeezing Mick’s cock like a vice.

“Fffuck!” Mick groaned, shooting his thick cum deep inside Madelyn as she mewled like a cat in heat. The two of them stayed bent over the armrest, gasping, their sweat-slicked bodies cooling.

Madelyn licked her lips, pushing up off the armrest. “You stay put,” she instructed Mick with a sly smile. She sashayed back to the poker table, but not to sit down. “I’m the grand prize, boys. Come and get it!”

The men scrambled from their seats, pawing at Madelyn like animals. The felt of the poker table was one of many surfaces she was bent over and fucked on that night, like furniture. By the time the last player was spent, Madelyn’s face was a cum-soaked mess and all the cards and chips had been swept off the table, replaced by dozens of thick wads of jizz.

Madelyn wouldn’t let Mick clean her up. Instead, she covered herself in a towel and insisted on staying on display, her skin glistening with sweat and cum. She posed back on the armrest, spread wide, as Mick took photos to document their night for his next cum bank deposit. Madelyn didn’t want to leave yet, wanting to bask in her well-fucked, satisfied glow surrounded by her husband and his friends.

But Mick took Madelyn home, leaving her men satisfied. His cock came through for them and their beautiful Madelyn in the end, indulging their Fantasy on Professor Poker Night. They went to sleep bent over that armrest, satisfied.