For six years I have been away from gambling, slots, placing a bet of any kind. My wife Rita on the other hand, likes to go to the casino as often as she can, or can afford. We rented a room for the night in case we got too liquored up.
Rita has funny math when it comes to winning and losing. If she walks into a casino with $100 and walks out with the same $100, she says she won $100. I guess that is true if you expect to lose.
This evening, I went with her to watch her play slots, usually I just hang out at the bar. She didn't like me next to her or hovering around, bad luck, or makes her nervous or something. I would sit a ways from her to watch from a slot machine not being used.
On one particular night, she had her $100 and was nearly done with it. I had just ordered us a second round of drinks about the time she lost the rest. We were only there about a half hour. She asked me for another $100.
"Yeah right" I said.
"Please, please, please" Rita begged, with her pouting eyes.
Our drinks came, and we started sipping them, she kept bugging me for a $100. I thought about it, hummm, how can I make this $100 work for me.
So I broke my rule of six years, and leaned in near Rita's ear and said, "you can have the $100 if you win, you get to keep it, but if you lose.......I get to fuck you in the ass."
She stared at her slot machine and sipped her drink. She said, "fuck it" and took the $100. She sat down at another game and started betting small.
On occasion a guy would sit next to her at the next slot machine and strike up a conversation and eventually hit on her.
This evening was no different. A guy sat down next to her and started playing and was making small talk with Rita. Rita is attractive, she is 5 foot 4 inches tall, shoulder length dark brown hair, green eyes, not strikingly gorgeous, but has a girl next door look to her, and very friendly, and approachable. The guy was slapping the slot machine buttons hard, Rita tells me she hates hearing that loud crack of the buttons being slapped.
The guy was tall, probably 6 foot 2 inches, long legs with a short torso, blonde to orange hair. He had a rugged look, like maybe he had worked outdoors a lot.
They both played for awhile, then he leaned over to her and asked her if she would like to suck a large cock. Rita shook her head then cashed out her ticket and left the slot. I asked what he said to her and she told me.
"Well you can't blame a guy for trying," I said.
She had lost $40 at that game, and was none too happy. She found the same type of machine in a different area, shoved her ticket in and started betting higher, hoping to recover her loss quickly. It didn't work.
She wanted yet another $100, she said "what would I have to do for that?"
I said, "the other $100 you lost, that deal is done, and etched in stone. If you lose this $100 you will have to find that guy that wanted you to suck his cock, and whisper in his ear, I'm ready to suck that big cock now right in front of my husband."
Rita looked at me, and said "you would really have me do that?"
I said, "if you lose, and he agrees, we all go straight up to our room, so I can witness you pay off the bet.
We walked around the casino, Rita was looking at all the games, but the thought of sucking a strangers cock right in front of her husband was turning her on. She spotted a machine that she used to play on along time ago and did well. We stood in front of the machine for a few minutes.
Rita blurted out, "I need a drink, and fuck it, give me a $100 too."
I held out the $100 with a tight grip, she tried to grab it, but I wouldn't let go. She pulled harder and it slowly slipped from my fingers. "A deal is a deal" I said, "and I am going to hold you to it."
She put the $100 in and started a $5 max bet. Either she was going to win big or settle the bet. In the back of her mind, she was secretly wanting to lose. The image of being naked with two men in the room was causing her juices to flow.
The machine wasn't paying for shit, and she was done in about 20 minutes. She held her head in her hands shaking her head, knowing what she had to do. She had a small smile in the corners of her mouth.
We walked back to the other machines. He was still there, but now playing the machine she was playing earlier, slapping the buttons and winning!! Talk about rubbing salt in the wound, she thought to herself. She came up behind him and commented "it looks like you are winning". He said he had a lot more, but now its taking it back. Rita turned to look at me, I raised my glass, motioning her to go on. She put her mouth close to his ear, " I'm dying to suck that big, cock of yours while my husband watches." He kept slapping the buttons on the machine. He then hit the cash out button, and retrieved his ticket and stood up.
She glanced down at his croch to see what she might be in for. Her eyes widened. She could she at least 4-5 inches already pressing against his slacks. Oh shit, she thought.
All three of us headed to the elevator. I pushed the button and waited, "by the way, my name is Stan, and this is Rita."
"I'm George" he said. George went in the elevator first, then Rita and I. I pushed number 11, then we all watched the numbers on top.
George was right behind Rita. "Thats a good number" he said, then he pressed his cock against Rita's back. She felt nothing on her ass, he was too tall. She felt his warm cock against her back, she could tell he was well endowed.
He was fully at attention, cock straight up pushing against the small of her back, This IS a big, cock. Fuck, he is going to stretch me out. She moaned softly.
The door opened and they walked down the hall to their room. While walking she felt something cool in her panties. She was soaking wet, being cooled by the walk.
They entered the room, George wasted no time. He advised her to take her top off, because this is going to get fucking messy. She was caught off guard by this, but complied. She removed her top and reached back and undid her bra.
Her tits were larger than he imagined. Her nipples were reacting to the cooler air, they were pink, tight, and hard.
George put his enormous hand on top of head and forced her down to her knees. He said "unzip me." His slacks came down easily. She was looking for that big cock straight up and down, but it had moved to his side. She felt for it, she followed his cock from the base half way around his side, were his hip bone would almost was.
She groaned. He said "eleven inches is going to fill you up quick." She released his cock from his boxers briefs. Both Rita and I could not believe the length and thickness. I thought his cock had his own zipcode.
Rita had both hands around it and four inches were still at the top. She opened wide, his shiny stretched cock head barely squeezed past her lips. He cupped the back of her neck and forced the four inches into her mouth with a slow methodical thrust. Her gag reflex kicked in. A big wad of saliva spewed from her bottom lip onto her tits. Her top hand on is cock stopped further penetration, but she instinctively placed that hand on his stomach to hold him back.