In order to get Britt, my wife, pregnant, we hadn't had sex in a
week just before her ovulating time. This night we had eaten a good
meal, drunk some wine and sat and relaxed while playing a game of
gin and sipping another glass of red. Not to get in the mood. That
wasn't necessary we were both hot as hell from our short celibacy,
usually we had sex at least once a day. No we just sat and enjoyed
each others company. Talked a little but mostly concentrated on the
game.
I had just asked Britt if she would like another glass of wine when
there was a knock at the door and I went to open it. Outside stood
Rolf, a friend of ours and the man who I thought of getting in as a
partner. "Hi," he said. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I
would..." I saw that he wasn't quite sober. Not drunk but well on
the way. "Oh. Hi. Come in," I reluctantly offered and he squeezed
past me. "I have been at my boss's birthday-party and I kept
thinking of our plans. I think its time to go for it. It feels
right. Mind you I like my work and my mates and I even like my boss,
but I would like to try something new. And money..."
I interrupted him.
"All right, but not tonight. We'll discuss it tomorrow. Come in and
sit down and relax. Britt and I were playing gin and drinking a
glass of wine, would you like to join?"
"In the game, or in the wine?"
"Which ever you prefer."
"Ok, but make it a beer if you got some, and maybe a whiskey."
"Sure. No problem."
I followed him in to Britt and asked her if she to would like a beer
with a chaser instead of the wine, she nodded while greeting Rolf. I
went to fetch us some beer and glasses for the liquor and when I
came back Rolf and Britt were engaged in a discussion. They let it
go when I sat down beside Britt, Rolf was sitting opposite us in a
chair and the table was between us. Rolf looked at the cards.
"So you were playing cards?"
"Well, yes. Gin."
"Oh well I'm a poker man myself."
"I'm no good at poker," Britt said. "I always seems to throw away
the wrong cards."
"Yes, that usually is the beginners mistake. There are some simple
rules. I can teach you if you like."
"Ah, well I'm really not that interested in poker, you know."
We dropped the subject for the time being and just made some
smalltalk while drinking some more. Soon I began to feel the effect
of the wine and the booze. Rolf took the cards and showed us some
card-tricks. Britt giggled at some of them and was surprised with
some. I felt a little left out, I've seen them before. More than
once.
"What about the poker-rules," I said. "Why don't you show them to
us?"
"Well, I'm not sober enough to remember them now. Another time
maybe."
"Why don't we just play some?" I said. "Alright with you Britt?"
"Sure. As long as it won't cost me to much."
"No. We can play strip poker. That's the cheapest game. Don't you
agree, Rolf?"
"Sure. You really don't lose anything. Just put it in as forfeit,
and of course for fun."
"Oh, alright then. But not for to long. I'm getting rather drunk and
one more beer and a whiskey, then it is off to bed."
"Maybe by then you just have to put your nightie on and don't have
to undress, so either way you wont lose anything," I said at which
she giggled and Rolf laughed.
We played some rounds and lost equally, our socks, trousers and
shirts. Britt was dressed in jeans and t-shirt so we were even till
then. But after that Bitt had one advantage. She was wearing a bra
and panties. Rolf and I was only wearing shorts. I don't know if
Rolf lost on purpose but I won the next deal and Britt had to choose
if she wanted to shed her bra or her panties. In this situation I
think most women prefer to show their tits instead of showing their
pussies and Britt did just that. She shed her bra and showed us her
small, pert tits. The nipples were not fully erect but they were
well on their way. She giggled a little embarrassed, as far as I
knew not too many men had seen what she was showing Rolf.
"I think I need another whiskey," she said. Forgetting all about the
bedtime she had proclaimed earlier.
I stood and showed her that her display hadn't gone unnoticed by me.
My cock was half-hard and I'm sure it showed when she looked at me
but she soon averted her eyes and looked over at Rolf. She must have
been a bit disappointed because he had already lost his shorts and
sat down and didn't show anything more than his naked belly.
I handed Britt and Rolf their drinks and sat to play the next hand
which I again won. Britt sighed a deep sigh. Her nipples crinkled up
and stiffened while she stood and carved her panties down over her
hips and kicked them aside when they reached her feet.
"What about Rolf?" she asked. "He doesn't have anything to pay
with."
"Well he has to do something then. And the winner decides what. And
since I'm the winner I think he should... I don't know. Any
suggestions?"
"Why not just have him walk around the room. Or do some push ups,
something like that," Britt volunteered.
"Yes. I say that you should, well do some sit ups. Five."
Rolf almost staggered when he stood, his cock swayed on half-mast
but he didn't do anything to hide it, to Britt's delight. And she
didn't do anything to hide that she was looking at it. She didn't
stare at it just looked at it in a matter of factly way just to
certify that it wasn't bigger or smaller than mine, and it wasn't.
Not so much that you could see it anyway.
Rolf did his sit ups and sat down again. While he was doing this I
took the opportunity to grab a feel of Britt's pussy. I wasn't
surprised when I found it already a bit wet and swollen. She lightly
brushed my hand away and frowned her nose a little at me.
"Well, shouldn't we get my dear husband naked before we end this
game," Britt said.
"You bet," Rolf replied.
Of course Britt won the next deal. Rolf had to do some silly
gymnastics while I took off my shorts.
"I just love this game," Britt giggled when we were done. "It gives
you such a feeling of power. I can command you to do whatever I
want. Lets play it again!"
She wasn't in luck the next time tough. Rolf was. He had us stand
and embrace and feel each other up. Britt grabbed hold of my cock
which was all hard and stiff by now and I put a finger in Britt's
pussy which was beginning to drool a little more than it had been
doing the last time I felt it. She wiggled her hips a little, not
too obviously, but enough for me to feel it but hardly enough for
Rolf to see.
Another hand. Another win for me.
"I just love this game," I said in a bad impression of Bela Lugosi.
"I just love to have you under my will and I will you to... Rolf to
kiss Britt on her lips!"
Rolf stood and went over to Britt he bent down to kiss her.
"No," I said. "Not on those lips. The other, her pussy-lips."
They both looked surprised at me. Then Britt shrugged her shoulders
and opened her legs a bit. Rolf instinctively looked down between
them. I knew what he saw. My wife's sparsely haired cunt. With her
pussylips on display. They weren't hidden in any hair and they would
be peeking out almost hanging out from the two bulges of her cunt
and probably some dewy droplets of pussy-juice.
Rolf fell on his knees in front of Britt and between her spread
legs. A bit hesitantly he dipped his head forwards and buried it
between my wife's thighs. I could see when he made contact on
Britt's face. It screwed up as it does when she's feeling the
tingling in her pussy. She moaned softly while Rolf lapped on her
cunt and squelching sounds were heard as it got wetter. She grabbed
his hair and steered his tongue where she wanted it to go. She
shuddered and I knew she was about to have an orgasm. The only
disturbing thing was that she would be eager to get some cock once
she had had her orgasm from the lapping tongue. This was something I
had overlooked.
She shuddered though her orgasm. Clamped her legs around Rolf's head
and drew him up by his hair.
"Oh, I must have it," she moaned. "I must. Give it to me!"
Rolf looked over at me and I hesitated just a few seconds before I
nodded my head for him to go ahead. He pushed forwards and Britt's
hand flew down to steer him right.
"Aaagh," she moaned as he penetrated her. "Oh yes. Right there. Give
it to me!" Suddenly her eyes flew open and she looked at me in
horror. "Oh no! Not that! Not now! Not..."
I silenced her by putting my forefinger on her lips.
"Sch," I said. "Just enjoy it."
"Oh, darling," she moaned and gave herself in to the fuck.
I watched with my hands on my cock while my friend fucked my
ovulating wife. I was torn between feelings. On the one hand I
wanted him to go through with this and on the other I wanted to yell
at them to stop it. But it was too late. It was too hot to be stopped.
The thought of another man impregnating my wife made me so hot that
I hardly could wait my turn to fuck her and when Rolf shortly
thereafter grunted that he was cumming I stood ready behind them. My
cock was drooling pre-cum at such an amount that it even wetted the
shaft and my hand slipped when I pumped it up and down the long stem
of my rock-hard manhood.
I almost tugged Rolf away from my wife's pussy drew her down on the
open floor and slumped forward on her and sank my cock in her
slippery depths in one lunge.
"Oh, no," Britt moaned. "Oh you can't. You'll push it further in. Oh
don't. Oh. Oh megod. Oh fuck! Yes!"
For the first time in our relationship I heard my wife use a
four-letter word during our lovemaking. It doubled my horniness and
I pumped as hard and as fast as I could in and out of her squishing
cunt. My balls slapping on her ass-cheeks, my wife's moaning words
and Rolf's eager eyes plus the thought of what just had taken place
made me reach my orgasm in just a few minutes. I groaned, I almost
screamed, when the orgasm hit me. My sperm shot out and mingled with
Rolf's potent deposit. I could feel my wife's cunt contract around
my cock while she ground her cunt up on my pubic bone.
I fell down on her and her legs fell apart. We breathed hard and
were sweating as if we had just been involved in some hard labor.
And we had. Indeed we had.
I just rolled over and away from Britt when I felt Rolf tap me on
the shoulder. I looked up at him and I saw that he again sported a
hardon. I didn't feel it was necessary to try to stop him now. If
the damage was done it already was done. Nothing could change that
now.
I rolled over on my side and rested my head in my hand and looked at
Britt. She smiled up at Rolf and stretched out her arms to welcome
him in her once again. I got a glimpse of her pussy before Rolf's
body hid it from me. It was open and sperm was leaking out of it.
Slowly Rolf sank himself into my wife's pussy. He began to fuck her
in a long, slow and steady rhythm. Britt's hips undulated in harmony
with him. I could see her nipples when Rolf for a while stood on
stretched arms. They stood straight out from the areolas. She was
smiling a little and had her eyes closed and she was humming. Once
again I saw how another man sank his cock in my wife's womb. Once
again it aroused me. The mere thought of another load of potent
babymaking gravy shed deeply in her cunt made my cock twitch. Slowly
it began to gain it's hardness. I felt my wife reach out her hand.
She groped for me and I gave her my hand and she clung to it while a
powerful orgasm shook her.
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