Living Room Strippers

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" It was a question from Patty to her husband Rick.

Rick nodded his affirmative response.

She smiled seductively and undid the top button on her blouse. He was watching her. She was so beautiful, he thought. Everything she did was wonderful. When she undid the next button, the tops of her pale breasts were exposed.

Patty turned so the others in the room could see. Their friends Mark and Camille were sitting on living room chairs, wondering if Patty would really do it.

Patty undid another button. She walked toward Gregory and Ira, who were sitting on the couch. She pulled her blouse apart to show the cups of her black bra. It contrasted with her delicate, pale skin. She pulled the blouse out of her slacks and undid the final buttons.

Greg and Ira were stone-silent, not wanting to say anything to disrupt what was happened right before their eyes. They were a gay couple who had joined the other two couples for dinner at Mark and Camille's home.

Patty was breathing heavily. She was a little high and was obviously aroused by what she was doing. She looked at her husband and smiled, seeking his direction and assent. Rick nodded, wanting her to continue.

She shrugged the blouse off her shoulders and it fell down to her elbows. She twirled around, her breasts the focus of attention in the room.

"Who wants my blouse?" She asked.

Gregory politely raised his hand. Patty moved over closer and pulled her arms out of the white blouse. She tossed it to him. She turned to face the others in the room. She twirled around, dancing in time with the music coming from the little speakers.

She moved close to Mark and let the strap of her bra slide down onto her arm. The cup of her bra remained in place, tenuously. Her admirers were anxious for it to slip away and expose her nipple.

Patty danced to her husband and asked, "Should I continue."

He nodded.

Patty asked him, "Should I show them a tit?"

He said, "Please."

Patty said, "I've never shown them to anyone but you."

It was true. She continued, "I've only ever stripped for you."

He said, "I know."

"Do you want me to let Greg and Ira see my tits?"

"Yes."

"What if they want to touch them?"

Rick said, "That's okay with me."

Patty asked, "You wouldn't mind seeing your friends play with your wife's tits?"

"Nope."

Patty danced toward Mark. She put her hand on her bra cup and suggestively toyed with it, baring part of her breast each time. Then, she exposed her nipple briefly, flashing him and Camille. Patty looked at Camille while she pulled the cup down again. Her breast was two feet from Mark's face. He reached up and put his hand over Patty's mound. She looked him in the eye while he fondled her boob.

"Do you like it?" She asked.

Mark said, "Very much."

Patty looked at Camille and said, "You should join me. I'm sure the men would like to play with your tits."

Camille was a bit envious of the attention on her friend. 'I have nice tits too.' she thought.

Patty danced away, covering her breast as she moved toward the couch where Ira and Greg were waiting. Patty pulled her other bra strap onto her arm and held both of her bra cups in her hand.

"You guys aren't interested in women's tits, are you?"

Her gay friends both indicated that she was mistaken.

Ira said, "There's nothing nicer than the soft flesh of a woman."

Greg laughed and said, "I'm sure you have nicer boobs than Ira."

Patty flashed them, pulling both cups down for a second. Her areolas contrasted with her pale breasts. Her nipples were very hard. Then, she danced away.

As she approached her husband, she undid the clip in the back of her bra. She was holding the bra in her hands when she turned toward Mark. She casually removed the bra and flipped it to her friend's husband. Mark caught it and put it to his nose, inhaling the scent of Patty's perfume. His wife, sitting beside him was not surprised by his behavior. She knew Mark had an eye for Patty. Now he was seeing her tits for the first time and reacting as any male would. She was a little jealous.

"Do you like her tits better than mine?" Camille asked Mark.

He said, "I do now, because I can see them."

Camille asked him, "You want me to get my tits out too?"

Mark looked at her and said, "Why not. I'm sure everyone would like to see them."

Camille absorbed his comment. Her husband wanted her to bare her tits for their friends. She had always been modest, but she was a little high and even more jealous of her husband ogling another woman right before her eyes. She thought, "I'll show everyone my tits and Mark will be pissed, but it will serve him right."

Meanwhile, Patty was dancing for Ira and Greg. Her breasts were swaying as she provocatively moved her hips, trying to entice their gay friends. Greg and Ira were actually bisexual and enjoyed seeing naked women as much as naked men. Patty put her hands behind her head and rocked from side to side with her pretty breasts bouncing. Her little nipples were hard and jiggled with each of her movements. She would get close to one of the men and when they reached out to touch her breasts, she would move away.

Camille was now part of the action. She stood before her husband and brazenly pulled her blouse over her head, revealing her frilly white bra. She didn't say a word as she undid the hook holding her brassiere in place. Her breasts tumbled out. They were bigger that Patty's C-cups. Camille shook her boobs for her husband and then turned toward Rick. The cool air and her daring behavior produced an unexpected reaction in her pussy. Having men see her half-naked was turning her on too. She took another drink and twirled around the room.

Rick had admired Camille's breasts through her clothing frequently in the two years they had known each other. Now, he was seeing her beautiful knockers coming toward him.

Camille handed her blouse and bra to Rick then bent over so he got a good look at her dangling titties. He reached out, putting his hands under each of her breasts, lifting them to feel their weight. Her nipples pressed into his palms. He rolled them through his fingers. Mark watched with a growing erection as his wife was fondled by his friend.

Patty had moved back into the center of the room and was undoing the snaps and the zipper on her slacks. Her admirers watched as she slid her pants over her hips, revealing a pair of transparent black panties that matched her discarded bra. The shadow of the cleft in her backside was visible to Mark, Ira and Greg. She stepped out of her pants along with her shoes and pranced around the room wearing her tiny socks and her panties. Patty was aroused. She hadn't thought she would be, but having four men watch her strip and dance around nearly nude was extremely erotic. She liked them watching her, her eyes following her bouncing breasts as she danced around the room.

She asked her husband, "Should I take off my panties."

He was watching her while holding Camille's boobs in his hands. He said, "Okay."

"Your friends will see my pussy."

"Okay."

"You don't mind your friends seeing your wife's pussy?"

"Nope. Let them see it."

Rick was watching one of his fantasies take place right before his eyes. His wife was stripping for their friends. Patty's pussy was on fire. She wanted everyone to see it, so see how aroused she was, to be bare-naked for them.

Her husband had asked her to do it. It was his birthday and he had jokingly mentioned that he would like to see her strip for their friends when she asked what else he wanted for his birthday. When they were at their friends' house after dinner, they had sung 'Happy Birthday' and he had cut his cake. Patty asked if there was anything else he wanted, not thinking of his earlier request.

He surprised her when he said, "You know what I want."

She didn't understand at first, "What are you talking about."

"What we talked about earlier."

She understood and asked, "You want me to strip for your friends?"

"Yes."

The others had picked up on the conversation and heard her ask, "You're sure?"

Rick said, "Yes. Go ahead."

Patty looked at the others in the room and said, "My husband wants me to take off my clothes for you."

Ira said, "We certainly won't object."

Greg chimed in, "Certainly not."

Mark had looked at Camille, who was silent. If she didn't object, he certainly wouldn't. He had a wide grin on his face.

Patty looked at her husband and said, "After letting you suck my pussy and come in my mouth, you still want me to strip?" She was referring to their earlier adventures before they had joined their friends for dinner.

Rick said, "Sure go ahead. I dare you."

Patty usually responded to her husband's dares. He had dared her to walk in the woods naked when they were in the mountains and had stripped for truck drivers while they were driving more than a few times. He was asking for something more daring. He was pushing their envelope, daring her to give in to her exhibitionist tendencies. Something inside her longed to be watched, to be seen naked.

Rick didn't try to understand why it aroused him when others got a flash of his wife's body. It just did. He remembered the bikini she had worn on their honeymoon. Unfortunately, it wasn't a nude beach, but she uncovered just about everything she had. Two little triangles of cloth had protected her nipples along with a band around her hips. Rick realized that he liked other men looking at his wife. He thought she was hot and it pumped up his ego to have a hot looking wife. Whenever she would flash a bit of her body in public, he would lust for her and they would have a vigorous session in bed when they got home. One time, when she flashed some truck drivers, they pulled off and made love on an abandoned dirt road.

Patty was dancing to the music from the speakers in the living room. She closed her eyes and let the music fill her. The brownies after dinner mixed with the wine had lowered her inhibitions and she was extremely mellow. The cool air on her breasts felt wonderful.

Then Patty noticed that her friend Camille was sitting on Rick's lap. Her tits were in his face, he was nuzzling them and licking the nipples. They kissed. Rick wasn't paying attention to Patty anymore. She was stripping for him and he was more interested in Cammie's titties.

Patty hadn't intended to strip any further; going down to her panties was far enough. That was before her friend had captured her husband's attention.

She thought to herself, "That bitch is rubbing her tits in my asshole husband's face and he's ignoring me, almost naked in a room full of men." She didn't really think of Cammile as being a bitch or her husband an asshole, but still, what they were doing was unsettling. She was stripping for his birthday and he was distracted by some other broad's tits. Her husband was easily distracted, but this annoyed her. She resolved to compete for his attention. She would let their friends see everything, her tits, her ass and her cunt.

Patty stood a few feet from Mark and toyed with the waistband of her panties, moving it down over one hip, then the other. She was letting him see just a hint of her pussy hair. Her tits were jiggling and she was pumping her hips in a sexually suggestive manner. A tuft of pubic hair peeked from the top of her panties.

"Wanna see my pussy?" She asked Mark.

He said, "More than anything in the world."

"Aren't you more interested in your wife rubbing her tits in Rick's face?"

"No. You are much more interesting."

That was music to Patty's ears. Cammie's husband was more interested in her pussy than watching his wife being fondled by another man.

Patty moved the few feet to the couch where Ira and Greg were watching the two women stripping.

Patty asked, "Do you boys want to see my pussy?"

The both vigorously nodded affirmatively.

Patty pulled her panties down in the front, letting them see most of her dark curly bush. She turned and pulled the panties down to bare the cheeks of her ass.

She turned toward them again and, put her foot on the couch between them. She took Ira's hand and put it on the inside of her one thigh, then put Greg's hand on her other thigh. The two men caressed the soft skin on Patty's legs, moving to the crotch of her panties.

She said, "Take my panties off."

Greg and Ira did as she asked, jointly pulling the tiny piece of cloth over her hips. They pulled them to her thighs, exposing her entire bush, then Ira took them to her knees. The panties fell to her feet. She pulled one foot out and put the foot holding her panties in Greg's lap so he could remove them, leaving her gloriously naked. Greg held her panties to his nose. Patty was turned-on watching a man sniff her pussy on her underpants. He inhaled her scent and handed them to Ira. Ira did the same, then put her panties in his pocket, intending to keep them. They were a few feet from her naked pussy; she had abandoned any modesty. She liked them looking at her. Her foot rested in Greg's lap and she wiggled her toes against his hidden erection. She smiled to herself. It built up her ego to give men hard-ons.

Patty turned to look at her husband, who happened to have his face between Camille's boobs. He had watched the two men finish stripping his wife and had returned to Camille's tits when she had finished but Patty hadn't realized that he had been watching. More jealousy welled up inside her.

She wondered, "What will it take to have him watch me instead of sucking on Cammie's tits."

Patty went to Camille's husband Mark, intending to duplicate what Cammie and Rick were doing. She climbed on his lap, with her legs spread apart, outside of his thighs. Her crotch was wide open, inviting Mark to explore her glistening pussy. He labia were spread apart revealing her clitoris and the inner folds around the opening to her vagina.

Mark traced his fingers through the soft folds. She was slippery, wet and warm from arousal. He rubbed her clit and then easily slid two fingers into her love hole. She was letting him do what only her husband had ever done. Feeling Mark's fingers inside her further aroused Patty. She pressed her cunt down onto Mark's hand and pulled his face into her tits. His fingers simulated a cock, pumping in and out of Patty's vulnerable hole. She pressed harder, nearing an orgasm with another man's fingers inside her. She had lost control and was humping his hand.

Camille and Rick had noticed Patty and Mark. They paused their activities to observe Mark's fingers entering Patty's vagina. Rick was aroused, but also jealous of his friend having his fingers in his wife's cunt. Nobody had ever done that but him.

Camille realized what was happening and determined to take the challenge. She and Patty were now competing to see who would go the farthest. She leaned in and kissed Rick. The she stood and pulled her pants and panties down in one motion, revealing her naked body, highlighted by her neatly trimmed pussy. She climbed back on Rick's lap, spreading her legs across him to provide the same access that Mark had with Patty.

Camille had shaved her pussy, leaving a thin strip of pubic hair. Her most intimate features were fully exposed in Rick's lap. His fingers instinctively moved into her crotch and slid among her moist folds. An electric-like shock shot through Camille. She was eager for him to continue. She wanted him inside her. The erotic idea of another man touching her most intimate features captivated her. Another man was fingering her. She was naked and he was seeing and touching things that only her husband had seen. The love juices poured out of her pussy. She closed her eyes and savored the pleasure consumed her.

Across the room, Patty and Mark were fully engaged. He was finger-fucking her and she was getting more and more aroused, approaching an orgasm with a man who wasn't her husband. The decadent thought excited her, particularly with her husband, who had asked her to strip and was now sucking on her friend's tits, watching.

Camille's cunt was now being plundered by Rick.

Their two friends, Greg and Ira were watching. They both had their cocks out and were stroking themselves.

Patty looked at them and asked, "Ira, I want to see you suck Greg's cock."

Ira was reluctant until Patty said, "If you guys do it, I'll suck both of your cocks."

Ira and Greg both loved blow jobs and the opportunity to get one from beautiful, sexy Patty was an opportunity that should not be missed.

Greg's cock was already in his hand. He had been stroking himself while watching Patty and Camille strip. Ira bent over, putting his head in Greg's lap where Patty could see. He took his partner's dick in his mouth and began to suck it while looking at Patty. She'd never seen a man suck another man's cock before. The sight was tremendously erotic. She humped her hips faster on Mark's hand, getting close to an orgasm. Mark was sucking her tits while his hand pushed up into her.

"Let me do it." She said to Ira, motioning for Greg to approach her.

Greg stood and brought his aching hard-on over to Patty. She took his prick in her hand and licked the head. It was already covered with Ira's saliva. She held Greg's testicles in her hand while nuzzling and sucking on his manhood.

Ira pulled his pants down and presented another cock for Patty. She put her hand on it and then shifted her attention from Greg's to Ira's cock. Licking it lengthwise and tasting his precum. She compared the two cocks, one in each hand, noting their subtle differences.

While she was doing this, Mark freed his cock from his pants, pulling his pants down far enough to expose his entire array of manliness. His dick stood up anxiously seeking attention.

Patty hadn't realized what Mark had done until he pulled her closer to him. He moved his hips and just like that, his cock invaded her wet, slippery vagina. She gasped, fully aroused and dazed. When she didn't object, Mark slid his cock all the way inside her. Another man was fucking her. She took a break from sucking cock to see if her husband was watching her service three men. He was.

Camille was naked and on the floor between Rick's legs. When Camille saw her husband slip his cock into her friend Patty's pussy, she decided to take her activity to a next step and went to the floor. She had never seen any live cock except for her husband's. She was fascinated with Rick's meat, spending a few minutes examining it and licking the precum from tiny hole at the tip. She saw Patty sucking Ira and Greg's cock and the obscene scene aroused her to more aggressively suck on Rick's prick. She bobbed her head up and down, making sucking and slurping noises so her husband would hear her giving his friend a blowjob.

Things had gone much farther than Rick had anticipated. He'd lost control of the situation. Patty had gone nympho and was fucking and sucking other men for the first time. His wife had previously been his and his alone. Now, thanks to his idea of having her strip, she was fucking another man. With her straddling Mark's hips, Rick could see Mark's cock between his wife's legs. The thought of watching his wife fuck someone hadn't really occurred to him as a possibility. Now, it was happening before his eyes. His virginal wife was wedged between three men, all with hard, eager cocks. The sex was too far advanced for him to stop it. His wife was getting fucked and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it. The scene aroused him. She was out of control, wantonly humping Mark's cock while sucking on two others.

Patty was enjoying it, more than she ever would've imagined. She was beyond trying to outdo Camille. She was getting fucked and liked it. She wanted more. Mark's cock was deep inside her, but she wanted something to reach even farther inside her. Her primitives, instinctive desires were in control. She craved having bigger cock inside her. Greg had one.