A Strip Poker Story

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Alright boys, that's enough." Said Allie, trying to snap the two out of it. "We need to actually finish the game at some point." Yeah, well, I've got responsibilities now. I'm a married woman with kids." Jen said, obviously annoyed with her friend. I did until one Friday night in 1976. I was a relatively naïve 26 year old junior executive, head over hills in love with Joy, a 21 year old blue eyed, ash blonde beauty. Joy and I had become a couple a few months earlier, after attending our company's annual employee Christmas party together. Brian won that hand and I, Paige and Debbie took off our shoes. When Paige dealt, I got a great hand.

Jason dealt out the next hand and Allie ended up losing again. Allie looked nervous as she stood up and she was clearly contemplating what she was going to take off. The guys couldn't take their eyes off the gorgeous, fit, teen. My heart sank. Tim whispered something to me, but I didn't hear it. I wanted to say no, but the idea of even entering a bet like that set my whole body ablaze. I looked at my poker hand and I had a full house. Then, I thought about Ann being fully nude in a room full of people that were clothed. I could live vicariously through her humiliation. I felt like I'd get all the benefits of my embarrassment kink without having to ever get naked. Peter began to pull down her tights but it proved impossible to stop her panties coming down with them, unless he were to fumble around separating them.I therefore needed to encourage her into scenarios where her body could be revealed to others - knowing that once she became aware of the exposure, the eroticism of the situation was more than likely to overcome any of her inhibitions - and therein lay a deliciously perverse excitement for me. I won the first hand and commanded Lisa to play the rest of the game with her legs spread wide open so that everyone could get a good look at her pussy. I was surprised that Bill and Bob could concentrate on the game at this point because their eyes were fixated on Lisa’s Pussy, which was already glistening with her wetness. It's all right for you guys; but it's two to one in your favour and you've both got more clothes on than me."

Also, I had noticed that Caroline was now showing great interest in Peter's crotch again and I wanted to offer my naughty little wife every opportunity to have a good look at whatever he had to offer. I was already fantasising about what she would see when she removed his boxers and how she would react to the sight. Far from withdrawing from the idea, I desperately wanted my gorgeous little wife to lose, so that she would end up at least partially naked in front of Peter and he would at last be able to visually feast on the body I knew he'd been lusting after since he'd first met her.Anyway, I still don't think I'd want to go the whole way, irrespective of what Peter says he'll do if he loses.' All of sudden she felt herself get jerked to her feet. She opened her eyes, and noticed that a bottomless Jason was hugging her. Well, now my excitement was rising at the idea, largely because I could feel relaxed in knowing from experience that Peter was totally trustworthy. I had developed a close friendship with him, despite the employer/employee relationship at work, so he was unlikely to do more than thoroughly enjoy the one opportunity of his boss letting him see his boss's wife naked. He certainly wouldn't take advantage of the situation by following it up later un-invited; and nor would he speak about it to anyone else.

Brian shuffled again then dealt. I had garbage and asked for four more cards. And when I got those cards, I had garbage again. I listened and positioned myself like a farm animal. I could feel them staring at my exposed asshole and gaping pussy. Then, I felt a cold finger against me. Conversely to her likely embarrassment if she were ever to become exposed in front of others, I had sensed for some time that she almost certainly had a latent exhibitionist streak in her which was likely to more than overcome any shyness if she were sufficiently aroused. I realised however, that even if I was correct in my theory, she certainly wasn't even remotely aware of any exhibitionistic tendencies within herself - latent or otherwise. Trying to appease all of the warring factions in my mind I answered as matter of factly as I could, "I will if Joy wants to." This was their last night at the villa in the beautiful port town of Alcudia on the island of Majorca. They'd spent most of the previous week lazing about in the sun, drinking, and enjoying the company of their friends while celebrating Jen's thirty-fifth birthday.I won the next hand and Sherri was the loser and I bounce all around as I joyfully removed her bra. Having c-cup tits she still looked good and athletic sitting there topless. Barry and Dave lost several hands and both of them were down to their boxers, both of which had obvious bulges. I couldn’t tell which was bigger, but I figured that I would find out soon enough. The pathway to the left might be an exciting trip into the world of nudity, flaunting my body, and ogling forbidden parts of a pair of beautiful, sexy, naked women... or it might be the road to depravity, perversity and destruction of my budding relationship with Joy. Right now, she's dating this guy, Brian and I want so bad to hate him. But the truth is, I really like him. I'm dating Debbie and Paige and Debbie are BFFs. This is a true story and it is about how my husband pushed me into becoming a more sexually diverse, and more sexually active (a slut) wife. My name is Kristie. I’m 28 yrs old, 5’6”, 125 lbs with shoulder length, dark brown hair. Although not model thin, I have all the curves 34d-24-36 that turns more than a few heads, specially when I dress to thrill. My husband Barry is a 210 lbs of handsome man, that’s 6” tall with a Three Musketeers style beard and mustache. Pass me that thong you brought for me; I'll have to wear that. I can't go down like this," Jen seldom wore thongs or G-strings outside of the bedroom, finding them uncomfortable. In fact, Adam couldn't recall a time when she had worn one outside of the bedroom.

Don't be so bloody silly," Jen said, looking daggers at her friend, an unspoken message passing between them.Oh my god, we were going to do this. We returned to the living room and the boys had already dealt hands and chips. Ann took charge and told them we wanted to play for clothes instead of tokens. The grown men looked like teenage boys the way their eyes lit up and their hard-ons filled their pants. Laura thought of herself as plain in comparison. Like Allie, she was 18 and just finished high school. She was petite with shoulder length blonde. She was small, but not really athletic, and her boobs were on the tiny side. She had never had a boyfriend before because she was so shy, and she always had a nice girl image. No one had even seen her naked before, and she wasn't very confident about her body. So how did she get talked into playing strip poker?