Prelude to Strip Poer

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are fiction no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line.

Prelude to Strip Poker

We are three couples, all married and as of the beginning of September the last of our kids are off to college or out in their own homes. We all met originally at playschool, then PTA, soccer, scouts and girl guides. Our kids have been in the same classes, some of the same sports groups and so on. We became close friends. For the last year we have been gathering at one house or another to play poker. No stakes, just for chips.

Today we are at Bart and Angie's place. Angie is laying out food, drink and grass (or gummies). I see brownies and expect they are marijuana brownies. Bart is setting up the poker table. The rest of us are chatting, nursing our first drinks and getting psyched up for the game.

Finally, we all sit down. Angie picks up the deck, I assume she will be the first dealer. "OK, we have been playing for chips for the last year, we are all pretty evenly skilled, though Ron has a bit of an edge. I think it is time for us to put some stakes on the table for this game."

Ruth speaks up. "Well, we are on a tight budget and really cannot afford even small stakes. We have 2 kids in university and the fees and accommodation are killing us."

"I wasn't thinking of money. I know you and Ben are tight and I know that Ron could drop several thousand on the table and never miss it."

I say "Oh, we would feel $1000, even for us that is a lot of money."

"You know what I mean, money has different values to each of us. I was thinking something that has a more even value to each of us. Now, I don't want you to make a knee jerk reaction and reject this out of hand. The question of yes or no is not on the table yet. I have a bunch of other questions that I want you to answer before we get there. Strip Poker."

Ron, pipes up. "No way."

I respond. "Ron, shut up, she is not looking for that answer yet, let her make her case, then you can say no way."

Ron is seated directly across from me as are each of the other spouses from each other. He crosses his arms and huffs. Ben and Bart are more relaxed, maybe because someone else has made the point. Ruth and I are just sipping our drinks and waiting for the arguments.

"OK, if you were single."

Ron pipes up. "We are not."

"If you were single, and still at University, and presented with an evenly mixed table and someone suggested strip poker, would you have objected?"

Ron again. "No, but that is not what we are today."

"OK, so I have a no from Ron, anyone who would have objected."

Silence.

"Now, how many of you are really waiting for your spouse to make a decision and you would follow along."

Ruth, Ben and Bart all sort of raise a hand.

"Brenda?"

"Me, I'm in, sounds like fun." Ron's jaw drops. "What? You would get naked with strangers?"

"Ron, they are not strangers, and I really want to see Ruth naked. I am fascinated by her breasts. I think you are too."

"Well yeah but."

Angie looks at him. "Were you objecting so Brenda would not have to?"

"Well yeah, I figured she would be horrified at the idea."

"And now that she is in?"

"I am still a bit concerned."

"OK, any questions at this point?"

Ron again. "What happens when everyone gets naked?"

"What do you think Ron."

"I don't know I've never played strip poker."

"Not even at University?"

"I was in an all-engineering class, 310 guys and one girl. Nobody was playing strip poker. Well, nobody in my social circle anyway."

I speak up. "Well Ron, when we are all naked, then we fuck. Don't respond, we have not gotten to the question yet."

Ron flops back and huffs again.

Angie continues. "OK the question of sex comes up. Of the people at this table, is there anyone of the opposite sex that you have not thought about having sex with. Be honest."

Silence.

"Ooh, I was half expecting a response to that one."

Ben speaks up. "Well thinking about it, and doing it are two totally different things."

"True, but I am just trying to think of the objections that someone might have."

Ron again. "I am just surprised that all of the women have thought about all of the men."

I inject. "And a lot more than the men in this room. I don't know about Ruth and Angie, but if I walk into a room and have a moment to ponder, I am looking at each of the men and wondering what it would be like to have sex with him."

Ron looks stunned. "You are telling me that you think about sex at least as often as a guy?"

All three of us women respond. "Yup/Yes/Ahu"

I am beginning to think that Ron has led a lot more sheltered life than I thought. Amazing what you can learn about your spouse after 21 years of marriage.

"OK, how many of you would today object to your spouse having sex with someone else in this room."

Ron sort of waves his hand. "I don't know, I don't think I would want to know about it and I am sure that I don't want to watch it happening."

"Any other concerns?"

Ruth: "I am a bit like Ron, I would have no objection but I don't know about watching him fuck one of you."

"OK, I think we can organize it so you don't have to watch."

I stick up my hand. "I want to watch. I want to know what it looks like when Ron buries his cock in someone's pussy."

Ben and Bart both want to watch.

"OK, we are getting down to the question, are there any more concerns?"

Ron speaks up. "Pregnancy and STD's"

"Fair question. Any woman here not on birth control?"

I say "IUD, and Ron has a Vasectomy"

Ruth says "The pill, and why are you on an IUD when Ron has a vasectomy?"

"When Lilly was born, I had a checkup a week later and my Gyno offered the IUD, so we did it right there. A couple of months later Ron offered to get a vasectomy. Short term not needed, but it would mean that I would not have to renew the IUD when it gets old. Then when it reached renewal time, I said I did not need it, and my doctor said 'Renew it anyway, its covered and you cannot predict the future.' So, I yielded and renewed it. Still have a couple of years left on this one."

Ron spoke "It was a simple procedure, and then I did not have to think about birth control again. My doctor recommended it."

Angie noted "I am on the pill." She shuffled the cards.

"OK, STD's. None of you are likely to jump up and say I have been screwing around, so think about your spouse, do you have any concerns about your spouse having brought an STD into the house."

Silence. Though I have wondered if Ron may have taken advantage of his vasectomy with someone else, but I have no evidence, so I assume he has not done it.

"OK, have we dealt with the issues of Pregnancy and STD's?"

I raised a finger. "I think we have covered them."

"OK, does anyone have a remaining objection?"

Silence

"So, I think I am safe saying that we are a go for Strip Poker." Angie starts dealing the cards.

Ron. "Whoa, rules please."

Angie gathers up the cards again. "Sorry, I had forgotten that you have never played. OK, we play a hand, I suggest Texas Holdem, everyone except the winner takes off a piece of clothing. We go till all but one are naked. If you are naked and lose, you do a dare from the winner. No penetrative sex dares, and no dares that take you out of this room. Questions?"

Ron says "Deal, wait it is not fair if someone has more clothes than everyone else."

Angie looks at him "Ok, not including shoes and socks, hold up the number of fingers showing how many pieces of clothing you have on. Oh, everyone take off your shoes & socks."

I hold up 4 fingers, Angie 4, Ruth 3, all the men 3. Angie says "OK Brenda, you and I need to discard an item." I stand up and undo my shirt, take it off and toss it on the floor behind my chair. Angie chooses her leather pants. They are tight and she gets Ron to help her. There is general shuffling as everyone removes shoes and socks.

That done Angie deals. The guys all sneak glances at my half cup bra. I smile; this is fun.

Ron of course wins the first hand. I have never figured out how he consistently gets dealt a better than average hand. Ruth and Angie drop their shirts, I drop my bra, Ben and Bart drop their shirts.

Angie wins the second hand. I drop my skirt, Ron drops his shirt, Angie her bra, Ben and Bart their pants.

Ben wins the third round. Ruth, Bart and I are naked. Ron, Ben and Angie are down to underpants.

Ron wins the fourth hand, damn, how does he do that?

"OK Ron, you can dare each of Ruth, Bart and Brenda to do something. Like ask Ruth to kiss Brenda, or Bart to feel up Brenda."

"OK, Ruth, give Ben a hand job till he cums." All right, Ron is finally getting into the spirit.

Ben backs his chair up so everyone can see. Ruth comes around, grabs his hand and places it on her breast. She then takes his fairly erect cock and starts pumping. Ben has probably been doing that for a while, under the table, because he cums in about two minutes.

"Bart, suck on Brenda's clit till she cums."

I give him the finger. He knows that I cum quickly when he sucks on my clit. I push my chair back and spread my legs. Bart comes around, kneels down and spreads me open. He sticks two fingers in my pussy, technically forbidden but not really because the dare did not ask for penetration. I moan; he licks my clit then sucks it into his mouth. I tense up, I want to last for a little while. I look at Ron, he has a shit eating grin on his face. I give him the finger again. His grin gets wider.

My goal is to last longer than Ben. I fail. It is not a strong orgasm, but I still thrash around a fair bit.

"OK Brenda, I want you to, suck on Ruth's nipples for 5 minutes."

ALL RIGHT, make me do what I have wanted to do since she lost her bra. I have her moaning for at least 3 of the 5 minutes.

Angie stands up. "OK, Ron, gather the cards and shuffle. Everyone gets one card face down. Then we all turn them over together. The high male and the low female get to fuck first.

Ron is high male, and Ruth is low female. How the hell does he do that? It's almost like the god of the cards has chosen him as a favorite. And with Ruth. Ruth has God damned fabulous breasts.

Angie stands up, "OK, let's clear an area around the couch. Move your chair into a position where you have a view. Maybe everyone should have a drink or a brownie before we start."

Ben gets a drink and a brownie. Ruth sits down on the couch and rubs her clit.

Angie notices. "Are you OK Ruth?"

"Oh yeah, I just want to make sure I cum while he is fucking me, Ben says my orgasms are the best part of having sex with me."

Ben comments. "Oh, yeah, when Ruth cums, you know it. It is amazing."

I look over at the food table. Ron has a drink and it looks like he is scarfing down a brownie. I walk over to him. "Hi sailor, looks like you are nervous."

"How can you tell?"

I smell his drink. "Well, rum and coke, easy on the coke, and scarfing down a marijuana brownie."

"Well, third, but who's counting."

I reach over and stroke his cock. It responds to my touch. "Maybe cut back on the drugs and drink. Don't want to be so relaxed that you can't get it up." He stops chewing swallows and puts down the drink and the last half brownie. I pick it up and pop it in my mouth, chew and swallow. "Look you are not the only one who is nervous, Ruth is over there trying to get herself close to an orgasm so she does not disappoint you. Leave her too long and that train will leave the station." I wrap my hand around his cock and start pumping it. "Get your head back in the game and go in there and wow them." I turn him give him a push and slap his bum really hard. He jumps and looks back at me. "Go."

He walks over to Ruth. I grab my purse from where it leans on the wall and get out my phone.

Ron says "OK, are you good to go?"

"Yup. How do you want to start, mish, doggy, cowgirl, wheelbarrow?"

"Wheelbarrow?"

"OK"

"No, no, what is wheelbarrow."

Ruth laughs. "I'll teach you later, how about we start doggy so I can help you out a bit, then after I cum we can switch to cowgirl and I will rock your boat." She climbs onto the couch, assumes the position and looks back at him. "Well, let's go." Ron gets up behind her. I have maneuvered into a position slightly behind him. My phone is set up to record, and I push the button. Angie gives me the stink eye. I put my finger up to my mouth to tell her to keep quiet. I focus on the action.

Ron slowly slides his cock into Ruth. She moans. He starts pumping, and she reaches back and rubs her clit. The phone says the video is 4 minutes long when Ruth starts moaning with each thrust, then she starts shaking, her pussy has Ron in its grip. He grabs her hips and pulls to keep from being squeezed out. Ruth screams, and collapses forward, still shaking. It is all Ron can do to stay in. Ruth gradually relaxes and Ron continues his thrusts. "My god Ben, does she do that every time?"

"Yup, and sometimes twice or three times."

"Wow, I can see why you married her."

"That and she is smart as a whip, a masters in microbiology to boot."

Ruth gets up, reaches back and pushes Ron out. "Enough gabbing about how great I am, it's time to change positions. Ron, on your back."

Ruth mounts him and quickly plunges down onto his cock. Then she starts shimmying Ron's eyes get wide. "Holly shit, you have to teach Brenda how to do that." Ruth smiles but keeps on riding. It does not take long for Ron to cum. I watch as he thrusts up and blows his load into Ruth. The second thrust sees cum leaking out around his cock, and the third thrust even more. Finally, Ruth collapses onto him and he relaxes, fondling her breasts.

Ron asks "Where the hell did you learn to do that?"

"First year university, I worked evenings in a happy ending massage parlor to fund my studies. That's where I met Ben. An Asian girl taught me her 'oriental' tricks."

Angie gets up and announces. "OK, next couple should be Brenda and Bart or me and Ben. Brenda, cut the deck, then I will cut, high card goes next. You two, catch your breath somewhere else, we need the couch."

Ruth grabs a napkin and wipes the cum off the couch.

I cut a queen, and Angie a four. Angie says, "OK, you two are up."

I pass Angie my phone, "I want you to record me."

"Are you sure, Ron said he did not want to watch."

"Yeah, but I want to watch. I have never seen myself getting fucked."

I go over to Ron. "Listen honey, I know you said you did not want to watch me. But watching you was really hot. I would love it if you could watch me, but I understand if you leave the room."

"If you had been first, I would definitely have left the room. But now that I have done it with you watching, I will try to watch. But if it gets too hard for me, I will leave."

"That's all I can ask, give it a try." I grabbed his neck and pulled him down into a deep French kiss. Then I release him and jump onto the couch. "Where the hell is Bart, I need to be fucked."

Bart pushes out from behind Ben. "I'm here. How do you want to start?"

"How about we follow Ruth's lead, start doggy and move to cowgirl?" I assumed the position. I look back, and see Angie with my phone, the light is on, it is already recording.

Bart gets in behind me, and rubs my pussy, pinches my clit making be jump, then slowly slides his cock inside me. He feels bigger than I expected, and I moan. He must have a bit more girth than Ron. It feels good, the first new cock in 21 years. I reach back to rub my clit, Ruth set a precedent, I need to cum hard for Bart.

It seemed like almost no time, and my orgasm started to show its teeth. I growled, then started "Oh" pant, "Oh" pant, with rising frequency and volume. It feels good to let go, there have been so many years of holding back so we did not disturb the children. My orgasm grabs on. My pussy clamps down on Bart. The orgasm sinks its teeth into me and shakes me like a cougar killing a rabbit. I go down, and drag Bart down with me. He falls onto my back and we both fall over against the couch back. I shake a couple of more times.

Bart pulls out, and helps me up. "Nice!" he says. "Almost as good as Angie." Then, he lays on his back on the floor.

I get down and mount him. "You afraid of falling off the couch if I cum again?"

"Yup, figured if I was already on the floor I might survive it."

I don't know what Ruth had been doing to Ron, but I ride Bart hard. It does not seem to take long and Bart thrusts hard. I feel him fill me with warm cum. I push down to keep all of him in me, but do not consider that my pussy would trigger another orgasm when the cum hit my cervix. It is not as hard as the first one, but it is still a really good orgasm. The audience starts clapping.

I stand up, cum dripping out of me. I look at the couch and I can see several patches of cum that had not been there before. Ruth hands me a handful of paper napkins, and I wipe up most of it. The couch is going to need a deep cleaning. I look up and see that Ron is still here, a great big grin on his face. I walk over, sit on his lap and kiss him. He hugs me. "That was hot. I am glad I stayed."

Ruth had been sitting in Ben's lap throughout. She gets up and pulls him out of the chair. "C'mon tiger, you're up. Yes, I will stay." Then she sits back on the chair.

I get up, recover my phone and put it in my purse. I have enough video for now. If anyone else wants video, they can take it themselves. I sit back on Ron's lap.

Angie and Ben put on a good show. Then Ruth and Bart, followed by me and Ben and finally Angie and Ron. The second rounds are a lot less showy as everyone is starting to get tired. We are not as young as we used to be. At the end, we all wipe up, get dressed and go home.

Ron and I shower together. It is not sex, just a comfortable cuddly shower. Then to bed.

Ron asked "Did you have a good time?"

"Yes, though I gather Ruth is going to be giving us girls a course."

Ron laughed, "I don't know what she did, but I do want you to learn it. She has amazing control over her vaginal muscles. Our sex life has become so routine. This was really out of that routine. I want us to recapture that wonder we had before kids ruined our sex life."

"I figure we have a good year ahead. Then we will probably need to expand the group. I am thinking Pat Bell and her husband Don. They are really nice and fit. I don't want to complain, but all of you men have put on a couple of extra inches around the waist. Not to say that us women haven't, but the Bell's definitely have not. I hope we can convince them. And, you guys could get some more exercise."

Sleep comes faster than normal.