Anita Part 1

Anita
Much as I enjoy the idea of watching my wife Anita being enjoyed by other men this is not because I have any problems with my own sexual prowess or equipment. Indeed I am pleased to be able to say that I am quite well endowed both in length and girth and have had some memorable sexual experiences. I think that like many men with unadventurous wives who lack a degree of confidence the thought of other men amply demonstrating how turned on they are by your wife's attributes should lead to her really enjoying herself and the resultant improvements to your domestic sex life would be to everyone's benefit.

Some years ago I had a relationship with a married couple where I was encouraged to enjoy myself with the wife, Maggie, while the husband Chris just watched and took photographs. I met Chris through work and we got on so well that we used to arrange our business meetings for late in the day and then go out for a drink. Our wives never met but we used to talk about them and progressed to taking along pictures of them in various states of undress. Anita didn't know I had these pictures as I took them secretly [ you can see one on my profile page] but Maggie used to pose for Chris 'though he hadn't told her he was showing them to friends..

It wasn't long before we knew each other well enough to talk openly about our marriages and I told Chris about the games of strip pontoon Anita used to play with my friends and the other relatively tame things I used to be able to encourage her to do. When I described the excitement I used to feel as Anita lost her clothes in front of an all male group Chris said he knew exactly what I meant and told me about an experience of his own.

Chris and Maggie were both on their second marriages with grown up c***dren and lived in a large seafront apartment in Deal in Kent. They had taken in an old friend of Chris's as a short term lodger while he was in the process of getting divorced and much like Anita and I, had ended up with the friend flirting with Maggie which after a drunken night out ended up with both the men making love to her. The relationship continued when the friend moved into his own place with them meeting up occasionally and Chris told me how he ended up just watching as it was so erotic, but after a year or so the friend emigrated to Australia.

Chris and Maggie thought that would be the end of the adventure and greatly missed the added excitement that another man brought to their relationship and in me he recognized a kindred spirit. He asked if I had any experience of threesomes and so I told Chris about an experience when in my teens a friend and I had shared a girl-friend on the beach one night, I certainly wasn't worried about being naked or performing in front of another man and assured Chris that I would love to meet Maggie.

Chris discussed the idea with Maggie and a date was set for Chris and I to meet up again as usual with the only difference being that after our drink instead of going home I would go back with Chris to his place to meet Maggie.

The day eventually arrived and the nervous anticipation was such that I really didn't want a drink and couldn't wait to actually meet Maggie, it was difficult to believe it would actually happen. However Chris explained that we had to wait as part of Maggie's enjoyment was the anticipation and that we she would spend a long time getting ready so I would have to be patient but that it would be worth it.

I followed Chris in my own car which I parked on the sea-front before walking round to meet him at his front door, his flat was more of an apartment with its own street entrance leading directly to a flight of stairs. We went upstairs past a dining room and kitchen down a hallway to the large living room, Chris pointed out the bathroom and two bedrooms as we went from one of which came the sound of movement and music so I knew that Maggie was actually here. The living room looked out over the sea but Chris closed the curtains turned on some soft lamps and put some music on the stereo, it was music I didn't know but have come to love and associate with Chris and Maggie, an Enigma album, very seductive and evocative.

Having got me another drink Chris went off to tell Maggie that we were there and on his return told me that she was very excited and shouldn't be too long, however it was nearly an hour before she came into the room but we used the time to discuss what we both wanted to get out of the experience. For Chris it was all about watching Maggie and getting as close as I was comfortable with when I eventually penetrated her, he needed to be sure she was really enjoying herself, all of which was completely fine with me as I knew exactly what he wanted to see and experience as it was exactly what I wanted to experience watching other men with Anita. During our chat I asked Chris if Maggie enjoyed spanking or bondage games, he said they had never tried but if the opportunity arose I could try whatever I liked- if Maggie didn't object anything was alright with him.

When Maggie eventually came into the room during that first visit she very much took control and everything seemed to happen very quickly. I stood up to greet her and it seemed natural to start a slow dance to the music which quickly turned into a heavy kissing and fondling session. I was soon to discover that Maggie loved sucking and licking an erect cock and within a few minutes I was stood in the middle of the living room with trousers and pants round my ankles, Maggie kneeling in front of me avidly getting as much of me into her mouth as she could. I was stood facing towards Chris who was sat in an armchair smiling and nodding encouragement. Maggie was so carried away it actually became quite painful as she was being more forceful than was comfortable but I came quite quickly and had my first ever experience of someone swallowing my cum. After that she was calmer and I removed the rest of my clothes before sitting down for a drink and a slightly embarrassed more formal greeting from Maggie who was still fully dressed. She apologized for rushing things but said that once she had felt my erection pressing into her she couldn't help herself but it was fine by me as now I had recovered and could take things at a more leisurely pace.

I took her hand and went back to stand in the middle of the room and stood facing Chris, an interesting feeling in that I was actually the only one naked..Maggie and I started kissing again but I broke the kiss and taking her shoulders I turned her to face Chris, put her arms by her side and started to unbutton her blouse slowly, very much one button at a time, while watching Chris's face. I also spoke to Chris telling him what I was doing and how much I was enjoying it. Once I had unbuttoned and removed her blouse I undid the button and zipper on her skirt and dropping it to the ground made her step out of it. She was wearing matching bra and briefs in black with stockings and suspenders and looked smelt and felt wonderful. I ran my hand up and down her neck back and legs before slipping off her bra straps and pulling them down sharply so that her breasts were suddenly exposed-Maggie and Chris both gasped together and I thumbed her erect nipples whilst all the time still talking Chris through what I was doing. Unclipping and removing the bra it was now time for the final unveiling and I hooked my thumbs into the sides of her knickers and going down with them, knelt to lift her feet free and leave her naked except for her stockings and suspenders, displayed for her husband and I to enjoy. Her bush was a neatly trimmed mass of auburn curls and still kneeling I turned her towards me so that I could use my tongue to taste her for the first time.

We made love several times that evening and it was clear that everyone enjoyed the experience and we were all equally keen for future meetings. After that first meeting I gradually took more and more control of the evenings and began to introduce some light spanking which Maggie seemed to enjoy and which Chris told me in our conversations really made him feel lightheaded to witness. He hadn't really thought that Maggie would allow it let alone enjoy it but again I knew exactly how he felt as I would love to watch another man or indeed men spank Anita.

After several visits' I asked Chris to tell Maggie to wear conservative clothes and conservative knickers but still with stockings and suspenders for my next visit as I wanted to try some role play-he was delighted but didn't ask what I had planned other than to state that if it was OK with Maggie it was OK with him

The visit began as normal with Chris and I waiting in the living room, as Maggie got ready, and I gave him a rough outline of what I had planned.

When she came into the room she was wearing a two piece grey skirt and jacket over a white blouse. She came over to give me a welcome kiss as usual but I told her that she had kept us waiting too long and that I was going to punish her- she just looked at me without saying anything so I moved over to the sofa and told her to come and stand in front of me- Chris was in an armchair watching with an excited expectant face.

Maggie stood in front of me with a meek but quizzical look on her face so I asked her to turn and face her husband and put her hands behind her back. Earlier I had asked Chris to get me some cord or old ties and I now took one of his old ties out from under a cushion and tied Maggie's wrists together. I then instructed her to lie across my lap with her head on the sofa and her bottom facing Chris in his chair which she did, still saying nothing. I told Chris that his wife needed spanking until she promised not to keep me waiting so long on future visits and that I would start by spanking her over her skirt but that eventually I would be spanking her bare bottom and there was no point in making me any promises until her bottom had been bared and spanked.. I started with several fairly light spanks to each buttock, enjoying the thought of what was to come. Maggie made some surprised muffled yelps when I first started but was now back to being silent as I reached down and took hold of the hem of her skirt and gently began to inch it up her legs, as her stocking tops came into view Chris started leaning forward in his chair his eyes glued to his wife's bottom. I continued to lift the hem of his wife's skirt up over her bottom lifting her bound wrists to place the material of her bunched skirt in the small of her back where her arms and wrists secured it in place giving Chris and I an uninterrupted view of her stockings suspenders and white cotton knickers. I bent over and could already detect a warm musky damp aroma coming from between Maggie's legs and she can have had no doubt of the strength of my erection pressing into her stomach.

I again smacked each buttock several times delighting in the way the flesh jiggled and bounced under the white cotton and as I increased the force and the tempo Maggie began to squirm and gasp so I had to hold her wrists more firmly and remind her that I wasn't going to stop until I had spanked her bare bottom. I could see that her bottom was beginning to turn a lovely shade of pink and feel the heat that was coming off it as I explained to Chris how much I was enjoying spanking his wife and told him that once I had done with spanking her I was going to fuck her doggy style with her wrists still tied face down kneeling, with her upper body on the sofa- at which stage I distinctly heard Maggie whisper oh yes please...

Chris was now openly playing with himself and actually came as I started to pull his wife's knickers down over her bottom, leaving them at the top of her thighs the white making a lovely contrast to the red of her bottom and I couldn't help but notice how wet the crotch of her panties were or indeed the glistening of her juices between her thighs.

I gave Maggie a hard quick slap covering both buttocks and delighted again in the way they bounced as she gasped loudly for the first time. I then lifted my hand but didn't deliver the expected smack and watched as she tensed her bottom in expectation, not delivering the smack until I saw her relax. A series of hard fast smacks followed, her bottom was now glowing very red and she was pleading with me to stop and promising not to keep me waiting so long in future. I enjoyed changing my timing again so that she wouldn't know when the next blow would arrive and the sound of my palm smacking against the red jiggling bottom was matched by Maggie's promises and pleadings.

My own pants and trousers were now very wet with pre-cum and my erection was positively painful and so holding Maggie more firmly instead of delivering the expected smack I pushed my hand between her thighs and sank two fingers into one of the wettest sloppiest vaginas I have ever encountered -' Having spanked your wife I am now finger fucking her'- I said to Chris. She came very loudly and very messily almost immediately but I could wait no longer so slipped out from under her dropped my trousers and pants and as promised sank my rock-hard erection deep into her where she kneeled resting on the sofa. Sadly I didn't last long so exciting had the whole episode been but this proved to be just the start of the relationship I was to develop with Chris and Maggie. I will post further reminiscences of this --I am delighted to be able to say-true story in coming months along with further true stories about my own wife Anita, before combining the Anita stories with fantasies to show what I would have liked, indeed still would like, to watch her experiencing.


This story is the second about the times I and my friends were able to talk my wife Anita into playing a strip card game. Contrary to the beliefs of some of the odder people who comment on similar stories I have no problems with my own sexual prowess or equipment, I just get a buzz out of other men seeing my wife naked, watching them seduce her, and encouraging her to broaden her experience and enjoy her sexuality.

We were in our late 20's married about 2 years and living in Kent. Anita is a petite size 8, then and still now, about 5' 2ins and weighing about 8 stone. My profile page shows a picture of her taken from behind in her underwear about 6 months ago. She is in her 50's now but doesn't look it. She has small beautifully pert breasts which are still firm with very pink nipples and a dark only lightly trimmed bush a tight smooth bottom and lovely tapered smooth legs.

After that first time I tried to talk to Anita about how sexy and exciting it had been to watch her losing her clothes in front of my 3 male friends but she was clearly uncomfortable talking about it and seemed to prefer to pretend that it hadn't actually happened.
For whatever reason we didn't meet up with Andy, Steve and Graham the following month and it was about seven weeks later that Andy and I fixed another night for them to come over and for us all to go out for a drink, Andy somewhat diffidently asked whether they would still be invited back for coffee and I assured him that I had enjoyed watching them try and strip Anita and that whilst she would probably refuse to play again anything they could convince her to do was OK with me. He was pleased and surprised and said that the three of them had talked a lot about what had happened and that once Anita was down to her underwear if I had invented a reason to leave her alone with them they would have pushed her to go further, but as I hadn't they assumed I wanted things to stop. Now that he understood that I wanted to see everything myself and wouldn't stop them he said he would tell the others.
I mentioned in the first story that although always being very shy, demure and reserved Anita had very feminine and appealing matched bra and panty sets and she also had a suspender belt, a white one. She had worn it with white stockings at our wedding but I couldn't recall her having worn it since, it was always tights worn over panties. Accordingly you can imagine my surprise that, when the night for our drink arrived, as we were getting ready to go out Anita suddenly swore loudly as she was putting her tights on and said that she had put a hole in them and that she didn't have any others clean. I turned round to see her standing in her bra and panties holding the tights in her hand. She was wearing white lacy panties that tied at the side with white ribbon and the back panel of which was virtually transparent, the front was so lacy that her dark bush was clearly visible and the matching bra was a lacy half cup that covered her nipples and was a little more conservative than the panties; this was the outfit she had first worn for our wedding. She'd worn the bra and panties since but with tights.

It was not normal for Anita to comment as she got dressed but having exclaimed about the tights she now said that there was nothing for it but to wear stockings as there wasn't time to wash another pair of tights and she didn't want to go out bare legged. I told her that I was delighted she would be wearing stockings again and watched excitedly as she fastened the white belt around her waist and fed the four suspenders down the inside of her panties before rolling on a new pair of tan coloured stockings and clipping them in place. She looked absolutely wonderful and I told her so, I could scarcely believe that she must have actually chosen to dress like this, it was just too unusual for her not to have any spare clean tights and to make such a production about getting dressed but did it actually mean that she was thinking of what might happen later?

Anita finished dressing by putting on a flared black skirt and a pale blue roll neck jumper, the skirt came down to her knees so the effect was to give a very conservative modest look with no hint of what she was actually wearing underneath, but again she did seem to take extra care with her make-up, I was so caught up with excitement and anticipation of the possibilities that I didn't want to think at all, I was just anxious for us to get out, meet up with Andy, Steve and Graham and get on with the evening.

We met up with my friends at a pub in Faversham. To start with Anita was quieter than usual and Steve and Graham also seemed a little nervous but Andy flattered Anita, told her how well she looked and how good it was to see her again and soon we were back to being a noisy relaxed group. I went off to the toilet at one stage and Andy followed me in and asked if Anita had yet said anything about what had happened on the last visit. I explained that she hadn't, in fact quite the opposite, she refused to let me talk about it or acknowledge that it had happened however I said that if you could get to see what she is wearing underneath that skirt you would get a very pleasant surprise. I left it at that and it was clear that Andy was intrigued. When Anita went off to the loo he told the others what I had said and asked for further details which I refused to supply. I told them it was up to them to see if they could find out for themselves.

Closing time was approaching and I was getting increasingly anxious, was Anita dressed like that just for her my enjoyment or was she planning to let my friends enjoy how she looked as well, in retrospect I don't know if she actually knew herself. Last orders were called and Andy said that he would actually prefer a coffee so should we head back to our place, Steve and Graham immediately said that that got their vote and there was a pregnant pause as we all looked at Anita. After a brief silence Anita said OK but just for coffee, she didn't elaborate so she might have meant no more alcohol or no funny business, I didn't care I was just glad that the evening hadn't ended. Anita and I drove back together with the others following and there was a strained sort of silence in the car, we were both clearly lost in our own thoughts.

When we got back Anita went into the kitchen to make the coffee whilst the rest of us settled in the lounge, drawing the curtains turning on some low level lighting and selecting some music. When Anita came in with the coffee Andy said it was traditional for us to have a brandy with our coffee and he would like one if there was any on offer, I didn't look at Anita, just said of course and got us all one including Anita- I made sure hers was a generous one!

We continued to chat about this and that as we drank our coffee and brandies and as Andy and Steve had almost finished their drinks I asked if anyone was ready for a repeat, Andy quickly said that he would like a repeat of the tradition we had started on their last visit and that we should play cards again, particularly as we hadn't really finished the game last time. Steve and Graham immediately agreed and asked me to get the cards at which stage Anita said that we were all welcome to play but that she wasn't going to. I went off to get the cards and left the 3 guys trying to talk Anita into joining in with them. They were making it very clear how keen they were for her to play strip pontoon with them and she wasn't getting angry just sort of smiling nervously and saying that she wasn't going to play. Andy asked her for one good reason why she wouldn't play and she said' well apart from anything else I am not dressed for it' which immediately resulted in a lot of close questioning but she refused to elaborate and clearly wished she hadn't said that. Eventually Steve said how about if we agree that you can stop any time you like and we won't pressure you, so you can stop as soon as you start feeling uncomfortable. There was no immediate response so seizing his opportunity Andy said how about if we write out a list of forfeits and if you lose and don't want to take something off you do a forfeit instead?

I was so full of nervous excitement I was drinking faster than was sensible and was certainly feeling the effects, into the silence I heard myself saying to Anita that I didn't think she could ever be better dressed for playing strip pontoon and that it would be sad to call an end to the evening now when everyone was so hyped up and what could she lose by going along with the plan to play for forfeits instead of clothes.

I knew we had won when she asked who would decide on the forfeits....
Andy Steve and Graham couldn't hide their enthusiasm and I later learned that what followed was mainly due to the fact that Graham's older brother had often played various strip card games with a big mixed group at university and had told Graham of his experiences.

In essence the three of them convinced Anita that it was in her best interests to have separate forfeits for her and them and that the forfeits should be divided between those that should be performed instead of losing a piece of clothing and those that would be performed if there was no clothing left to lose. Initially Anita said that there was no point in the latter group as she might stop before she lost any clothing and certainly would stop before she lost all of it but the guys pointed out that it might apply more for them if she was particularly lucky and they made it clear that there were forfeits they liked to imagine her performing! At this stage Anita looked at me and asked if I was going to say anything about this. I'd had a lot to drink but I knew how Anita was likely to react to a challenge or to any suggestion that she was a bit staid so I told her that I thought she looked fabulous undressed but that she never seemed to believe me and that if she saw the effect she had on my friends then perhaps she might be a bit more relaxed with me but that in any event I knew she would stop the game before she became too uncomfortable and certainly she would stop it before I did. There was another brief silence before Steve said come on then let's get writing.

As I went to get more drinks Graham suggested that the guys write 3 forfeits each for Anita's 2 bowls but that she could write as many as she could think of for theirs and they then separated to write out the forfeits, the guys clearly colluding to avoid , so I thought, duplication. Eventually we were ready to start the game, all this hadn't actually taken very long but there was a clear sense of excited anticipation emanating from the men, especially me, and a sort of quiet resignation/determination from Anita.
The rules were simple, the game was strip pontoon and the lowest hand or hands if there were 2 equally low hands, would have to remove an item of clothing or select a forfeit. The winner would be the person with the highest hand though if anyone went bust all the others would be deemed winners. No one could 'stick 'on less than 14. The forfeit could be chosen from either of the 2 bowls but it was understood that the bowl containing forfeits for when there was no clothing left was likely to contain more explicit challenges- Anita said she would not be going near her 2nd bowl but accepted that she would have to if all the forfeits in her first bowl were used up but as there were 9 she didn't think this likely. I was to be judge if there was any doubt whether a forfeit had been paid and having opted for a forfeit it had to be paid before anyone could declare that they were no longer playing. In short Anita could stop playing at any time but not before she had removed an item of clothing or performed a forfeit if she had just lost a round. As judge I was also elected dealer/banker and it seemed to be understood that once again I wouldn't actually play.

Anita was watching me closely as I dealt the first round and I resolved not to try and fiddle the cards or give her any other excuse to stop playing, stopping would have to be her clear decision. We were seated around the low coffee table, Anita and Graham were on the sofa and Andy and Steve were in armchairs either side of the sofa whilst I sat on the floor.

In the first 2 rounds it was Steve and Andy who lost and each removed their shoes. We were all waiting for Anita to lose which she did in round 3 and removed her shoes at which stage Graham said that anything being removed had to be removed in the room and that as Anita wasn't wearing trousers this time he hoped that wouldn't be an issue. She just laughed and said what made him think she would remove anything else. Andy lost again next and said he would see what Anita's forfeits were like; he pulled a piece of paper from the bowl read it and said 'Ah'. OK Andy read it out I said, - the rule was that you read out your forfeit yourself.

It says that the next time I lose a piece of clothing I have to choose another guy to remove it for me... Anita laughed; it was becoming clear that the guys might not get too much joy from her forfeits.

The game continued and Anita lost the next round. She thought for a minute then said that she would try a forfeit; clearly she and I both knew that losing any further clothing even a stocking would cause her to give away more than she wanted about how she was dressed. She pulled a piece of paper from the bowl and read it to herself. Read it out please I had to remind her. 'I am not sure about this '- she said and read out in a soft voice-

'I agree to have a slow dance with the winner of the round during which I will allow him to kiss and caress any part of my body not covered by clothing'

There were immediate shouts of Oh Yes from both Andy and Graham. Anita protested that this couldn't be right but both of them had had scores of twenty with similar cards and both now claimed their dance. Anita reluctantly agreed but wanted it clearly understood that apart from her hands, forearms and face she was covered by clothing- this wasn't quite true but only she and I knew about the flesh uncovered between her stocking tops and panties and I was still hoping that the game would continue so confirmed the rule of the forfeit. Andy went to the record player and put on a slow Aretha Franklin track, it was the longest he could find quickly but was only 4 or 5 minutes long and Anita said that at least she was getting that forfeit out of the way and got up to join Andy and Graham in the middle of the room.

Andy went to put his arms round Anita but she pushed him back with a smile and said that he couldn't do that as he would be touching her through clothes so laughing he took her hands and stroked his fingers up and down the backs of her hands and wrists while swaying gently to the music. Meanwhile Graham stood behind Anita and I saw her flinch as he raised his hands and ran his fingers through her hair as he moved it away from her ears before bending forward to gently kiss and nibble her left ear. Anita looked very surprised and shocked but realised that there was nothing she could object to although she did try to move her head away whereupon Andy bent down and started to do the same to her right ear. Graham reached round and took control of her left hand which Andy relinquished to concentrate on her right so that each of them had one of her hands between two of theirs as they kissed licked and nibbled her ears. Neither of them tried to kiss her mouth which was probably wise but it was fantastic to watch and I had a huge erection tenting the front of my trousers as did all 3 of the other guys. As the 2 dancing with her moved closer to Anita she must have felt the strength of their arousal as she tried to stop their bodies coming into contact with hers but moving away from one brought her into closer contact with the other. Through the daze I was in I became aware that the track had ended and another had begun but it was several seconds before Anita became aware, broke away and said that the dance had ended, she looked slightly dishevelled and was breathing quite fast and as she retook her seat on the sofa I saw her glance at the prominent outlines in all our trousers.

I started dealing the cards again before Anita could think of stopping and as she picked hers up she laughed and said again that she was glad she had got that forfeit out of the way.

The guys lost several rounds in a row and Andy accordingly had to ask Steve to remove his socks for him following which they clearly decided not to risk another of Anita's forfeits and removed clothes instead. By the time Anita next lost a round Graham was in his shirt and boxers, he had a burn scar on his shoulder about which he was self conscious and so had opted to lose his trousers rather than his shirt, whilst Andy and Steve still had trousers and shirts over their underwear but it was clear everyone was still excited, and winning and the drink encouraged Anita to carry on playing.

When she next lost Anita said that she needed another drink while she thought and the tension went up a notch as she weighed her options as I got the drinks. Eventually she clearly decided that the forfeits were best taken while she was fully dressed but you could tell she was wondering how she would have coped in the dance if either the guys or she had been wearing less clothing. Anyway she said that she still had no intention of losing any more clothes and opted for another forfeit.

Apart from the music in the background there was complete silence as Anita read the forfeit to herself but I noticed my friends give knowing looks to each other. What I didn't find out until later was that they had replicated just 2 forfeits several times and having had the first they were now hoping for the second and Anita's silence showed them that it must be the other forfeit she had drawn.
Anita was clearly thinking hard and so I asked her to read the forfeit out. 'I am very clear that this isn't fair' she said' but I will admit that it is clever '.
'Just read it please' I said.
She gave me a look and then whispered rather than read 'I promise that I will play one more round and if I lose I will allow the winner to remove whatever item of my clothing he chooses, I will not be allowed a forfeit.'
Steve Graham and Andy were grinning from ear to ear whilst I could feel pre cum oozing into my pants just from hearing my shy demure wife say those words.

Anita said that was it, the game was over but the guys reminded her that she couldn't stop without performing the forfeit. I pointed out that it was only one round and if she won she could then stop. Andy said that if I wanted to call a halt they would understand but that Anita had won far more rounds than she had lost and that all she had done so far was lose her shoes and do one forfeit. I said that Anita would stop the game before I did so it wasn't up to me but under the rules I thought she should play the next round and without looking at her I dealt the cards.

The guys picked up their cards but for several seconds Anita just left hers on the table, looking at them as though hoping to see what they were without touching them. Graham said my turn first I think and I will twist, I gave him a card which was a 6 and he said he'd stick. Anita it's your turn, he said. We all waited expectantly and eventually she obviously reached a decision and picked up her cards while giving me a look of clear reproach. She said she would stick. Andy went for one card and then stuck and Anita was looking hopeful but Steve kept asking for more cards all of which were low and as he had 5 cards without busting it was clear that Anita was not likely to win. I hadn't fiddled the cards but it was somehow inevitable that she would lose, the rest of us had been willing it, and as the cards were turned over she showed a picture and an 8 , everyone else had 19 or higher. So Steve was the winner and Anita the loser.

Now Steve is the friend I knew least about. He was a close friend of Graham's and Andy's which is why he now was a friend of mine but he had left school early and joined the merchant navy ending up as 3rd officer on a general cargo boat before coming ashore and moving back to the area a few years before. He now worked in a family business. He had seen more of the world than the rest of us but had always seemed the quietest. He was over 6 foot tall and with a wiry/slim build, so dwarfed Anita but always treated her very deferentially, which is probably why she decided to appeal to his better nature.

She accepted she had lost the round but asked Steve not to make her go through with the forfeit. His response was to gleefully ask her to read out the forfeit again to which she replied that she knew what it said but she wanted him not to make her pay it. It was clear to me that Anita was not simply going to refuse to play anymore, she appeared to accept that either Steve should forgo his right to the forfeit or she would have to comply.

Steve said that for his part nothing would give him greater pleasure than to be able to remove a piece of her clothing and he was sure Andy and Drew would not forgive him if he didn't, and I of course was fairly sure that I knew which item it would be, having teased them earlier about what she was wearing under her skirt.

Anita continued to ask to be let off, but suddenly Steve's whole demeanour changed. He stood up cleared the coffee table of the glasses and cards, turned to Anita and said 'enough, I want to remove your skirt and I want to do it without bending down so I want you to come and stand on the coffee table, Andy and Graham perhaps you will assist and steady her'.
With that Andy and Graham exchanged delighted looks and each went and stood either side of Anita and offered her their hands which she took almost by reflex. Bear in mind that Steve and Andy were bare-chested and barefooted while Graham had kept his shirt but lost his trousers so there were 3 semi-naked men stood around my wife. Steve was stood a little back from the table and had adopted a clearly commanding air which seemed to have had an effect on Anita as without saying anything else she allowed Andy and Graham to help her up onto the coffee table and she stood there, facing towards me but trying not to look at anyone, one hand still held by each of 2 of my friends. Steve walked round and stood behind her.

The anticipation is probably as good as the moment itself, I would liked to have been able to freeze that moment in time as Steve, who was as tall as Anita as she stood on the table, looked down and raised his fingers to her waist. You could see the waist band tighten as he pulled in to unfasten the hook and eye and then there was the gentle sound of the zip being pulled down, the LP on the stereo had finished and there was complete silence apart from the sound of that zipper, we were all holding our breath. He then put one hand either side of the hem and just gave a quick tug and I think we all gasped at once. Anita didn't move and she still didn't look at anyone, she was staring submissively at the floor. Her skirt was pooled around her feet. The soft blue jumper had ¾ length sleeves and stopped where the skirt had started at about her navel, so now she stood there in her lacy white suspender belt attached to tan coloured stockings with several inches of soft flesh between the stocking tops and those white panties bow tied at the side with white ribbon. Steve muttered something like' superb' before commenting on the fact that he needed to have a frontal view which he hoped was as good as the back where the knickers were completely see through and still Anita just stood there as he walked round to stand in front of me and whistle at the view presented with Anita's dark pubic triangle clearly visible through the lace. Graham and Andy were still stood either side of the coffee table holding Anita's hands and Steve said that they needed to see properly and took Grahams place who now also circled the table with a very erect penis clearly evident in his boxers but as he handed over to Andy, Anita seemed to rouse herself and demanded to be let down off the table as that hadn't been part of the forfeit.

Steve said he'd like to keep her like that for the rest of the evening and that she shouldn't complain too much as Andy and Graham had been cheated on the first forfeit as they hadn't known about the exposed flesh under her skirt which he was sure they would have liked to kiss and caress.

However they helped Anita down but as she tried to pick up her skirt Steve said mine I think and picked it up himself. Without trying to argue Anita sat down again in her previous seat, pulled a cushion into her lap and asked for me to bring her another brandy.
This was definitely uncharted territory, she had let Steve take control and she hadn't immediately left the room. Sitting down with the cushion she was almost fully dressed again but we all knew what we had seen and the effect it had had. Steve and Graham had retaken their seats, Steve with a look on his face that clearly said he wasn't finished yet and wanted to see more, and Graham with his very visible erection. Andy had gone over to the record player to choose a new record and so I went off to get the drinks.
When I returned it was to find Anita being strongly urged to continue playing, they were assuring her that her run of luck must change again etc. etc. the guys were bemoaning the fact that they hadn't known about the stockings during the first forfeit and Steve was saying that if he had known perhaps he could have removed her knickers in the previous round as he could have taken them off without disturbing much else to which the others complained that this would have deprived them of a beautiful sight. In reality Anita was less naked now than she had been the first time we had played but she had been displayed more and in a sexier fashion. Perhaps this was in her mind when she started to talk about what

would happen if she agreed to play any more rounds...that' if 'was a real beacon to me-she was going to continue, but how far?
The 'if' became a short debate which ended with Anita saying that either we agreed that if she lost four more rounds she could stop with no more argument or pressure or we stopped now. The guys were happy to agree but then Graham asked if she had chosen 4 losses on the basis that stockings suspender belt and jumper added up to 4 losses without the need to take a forfeit, and if so she should be aware that stockings and suspenders counted as 1 item... This looked like putting a spanner in the works but it was agreed that the stockings should count as 1 item and the suspenders as 1 and Anita must have decided she could risk losing her knickers if she could keep the cushion in her lap and so wouldn't have to risk another forfeit as she could still suffer 4 losses without revealing too much more. So I started to deal again hardly daring to believe the game was continuing.

Andy and Graham were joint losers the next round, Andy took off his trousers to reveal some tight white briefs showing clear signs of his arousal while Graham opted to lose his boxers. Anita said that she'd rather he kept them on but he stood up and slipped them off. He was wearing a long shirt but an average length though thick penis surrounded by black curls was visible as he moved and I could see Anita stealing nervous glances.

Graham sat down and arranged his shirt to cover his modesty and the game continued with Anita losing the next round. She elected to remove her stockings which she was able to do fairly easily without moving too much and keeping the cushion in place on her lap.
Steve lost next and stood up to remove his trousers. He was wearing black briefs which looked pretty full and again I could see Anita trying to look without being seen to be looking. When he sat down again he copied Anita and Andy by putting a cushion on his lap.
Graham lost the next round and still seemed reluctant to lose his shirt so said he would risk another of Anita's forfeits.
Now I am sure that when she wrote the forfeit it had seemed like a good idea, if one of the other men was the winner it would be nicely embarrassing while if she won she would get something she actually liked- Graham read out 'I will kneel at the feet of the winner and provide a 5 minute foot massage '

Anita was the winner, so holding his shirt in front of him Graham moved to kneel in fr
ont of her and lifting up her naked feet he placed them in his lap. It was quite clear that as he started to massage Anita's right foot and ankle he was doing his best to rub his erection against her left foot, she kept trying to move it off his lap but she couldn't and by the time he had finished massaging her left foot she had allowed her right to rest up against his penis under his shirt. As the end of the five minutes approached Graham started massaging both feet together and it was Anita's turn to gasp as he clearly pushed his cock between her feet. She hurriedly snatched both feet away and declared the 5 minutes up and Graham resumed his seat with a big grin on his face as Anita leaned forward to wipe the inside soles of her feet.

Steve lost the next round and slid his briefs off while still seated which meant he would be on forfeits next time he lost. Anita lost again in the following round and again spent some time thinking before opting to lose her jumper. I had fully expected her to lose the suspender belt but perhaps she worried she might have to stand up or that losing the jumper in the last round might give it too much importance and in any event the bra was not see through and they had all seen her in bra and pants before, so she pulled the jumper off over her head and dropped it on the floor whereupon Steve asked Andy to pass it to him so he could keep it with the skirt, giving Anita a very straight look as he said this which she chose not to meet.

As I was about to deal Anita said just to be clear that she now only had to lose 2 more rounds and then we stopped. Steve said that if she wanted they would agree that she only had to lose one more time, they wouldn't press her for 2 but she had to agree that she would take a forfeit. She thought again for a bit and then said that she would agree but her condition was that if the forfeit tried to commit her to playing another round or removing more clothing then it would be null and void. After a brief look at each other the guys agreed and I wondered if the evening was going to fizzle out again after such a promising start, mind you I would always have that picture of Anita stood on the coffee table skirt around her ankles in stockings suspenders and see through knickers surrounded by my 3 friends....

Steve lost again the next round and holding his cushion in place leaned over to take a forfeit from the untouched bowl wondering what Anita might have written, it was clear how her mind had been working when he read out that he had to put back on the last item of clothing that he had taken off, Anita clearly hadn't intended to be confronted by naked men for too long and Steve put his briefs back on with a laugh saying that he hadn't written anything like that for her.

Graham started the next round and he Andy and Steve all stuck with 2 cards. Anita stared hard at hers and then asked for a card, it was an ace, she looked concerned asked for confirmation she could use it as a 1 then asked for another card. It was the jack of diamonds; she was bust and had probably forgotten that all 3 of the others were now winners.

She asked to see everyone's hands to make sure they hadn't stuck below 14 and then said right that's it I will take the forfeit but that was the last round whatever happens and I am not removing anything else. Agreed said Steve and offered her the bowl of forfeits. She fiddled them round a bit then pulled one out and read it. 'There's a mistake someone must have put this back in so it's null and void.'
I've got the previously drawn ones, I said, read out what yours says?

'It says that I must agree to a slow dance with the winner during which time he can kiss and caress any part of me not covered by clothing'.
Steve later told me that that was just what he had been gambling on, it was a risk that she might have drawn the other forfeit and thus ended the game, but for the prize he thought it a risk worth taking.
Andy and Steve pointed out that this forfeit was written slightly differently from the first one, in different handwriting and that in any case there was no rule banning duplicate forfeits.
Andy then got up naked apart from his briefs went over to the record player and started riffling through my LP's
Are you really going to let me go through with this? Anita asked me. I replied that she had agreed to carry on playing that the rules had been met and that I thought she looked stunningly erotic, and, as I kept saying-'you will stop this before I do'
Andy said that he had put an LP on the turntable but he would be grateful if I would start it when they were ready as he didn't want to waste a second of the dance.

Steve got up, went over to Anita, took the cushion out of her hands and pulled her up off the sofa. I intend to enjoy this he said and guided her to the centre of the room as Steve and Graham moved the coffee table out of the way and then went to stand either side of Anita again, who was now saying nothing and was stood staring at the floor again.
I went over to the record player and looked at the LP. Andy had selected an LP from my classics selection and the first track was the whole of side 1-it was Ravels Bolero, almost 17 minutes long......I looked up to see Andy grinning at me.
Anita finally spoke, 'alright let's get this over so I can get dressed' she said

I started the record and I saw the look of panic as she recognised the soft sounds of the music but she couldn't say anything as Steve put one hand on each side of her face and was kissing her full on the lips. Graham had gone behind her and was nibbling at her neck while Andy had knelt down and was running his hands the full length of her legs. Within minutes it was clear that Anita had lost any chance of controlling what happened. To be fair the guys were sticking to the rules and not touching her anywhere covered by her bra, panties or the strip of material that was the suspender belt, but that left her face head and neck, her shoulders back and arms and much of her tummy her legs and feet. They kept changing places, trying not to get in each other's way. They had all taken turns kissing her, she tried not to respond but with hands tongues and lips stimulating her body in a dozen places at once, every time she went to gasp she opened her mouth to find another on hers. Graham was back behind her making no effort to hide the fact that he had pushed the length of his thick cock between her thighs and was pumping himself back and forward, rapidly approaching orgasm.

Only 7 or 8 minutes of the music had passed. Andy was now passionately kissing her and Steve was stood back watching. His penis was sticking out above the waistband of his briefs; he was clearly very well hung and very aroused. There was a loud grunt from Graham and he shot his load all over Anita's thighs, if she noticed she didn't react and Graham grabbed a tissue and wiped up the sticky mess himself. As he moved away Steve took his place and bit and nibbled the hollows on both sides of Anita's neck while holding her arms to her side. Andy had his arms around Anita but Steve released his hold on her wrists and moved Andy's hands to replace his, holding her arms to her sides as she was sandwiched between them. Still nibbling her neck Steve then broke the rules as he hooked his thumbs in her bra straps and started to inch them over her shoulders.

I held my breath convinced everything was about to come to a sudden stop. More than anything else Anita was sensitive about the size of her breasts and would get uncomfortable about me looking at them let alone anyone else, and we were now clearly going beyond the rules of the game. We had all had a lot to drink, the atmosphere was heavy and expectant and the steadily building music was adding to the sense of unreality, as though this was all outside time somehow. I have often experienced sexual highs that drink and d**gs don't come near and what I was experiencing that night was one of the highest which is why I just watched as Anita struggled and tried to speak but Andy had his tongue in her mouth. I heard Steve whisper close to her ear, softly but strongly- 'stop struggling, we all want this'.

I realised at some level that unless I said or did something to call a halt a line would be crossed but equally I had my hand inside my briefs stroking my own trobbing penis and I really wanted to see what would happen next, there was no sign of my friends being too diffident tonight.

I fully expected all hell to break loose and for Anita to break free and damn us for breaking the rules but whilst she didn't stop struggling at Steve's words she didn't seem to be struggling as hard as she might and appeared to be returning Andy's kiss even though he no longer had hold of her face. Graham sat on the sofa stroking himself under his shirt.
Steve continued to push the bra straps over her shoulders and down her arms, pushing right down until the bra ended up inside out around her waist, further trapping her arms. I wouldn't be able to find words to explain how exciting I found this, more than anything else the idea that my wife was going to allow, or rather be unable to stop, 3 of my friends seeing her naked breasts was something I don't think I ever really thought would happen.

I watched fascinated as Steve now raised his hands to brush his palms over her stiff pink nipples before taking each nipple between a thumb and forefinger and gently rolling them. He actually emitted a low groan and Anita's knees clearly buckled causing all 3 of them to stumble.

Andy still had hold of Anita's wrists and Steve turned to Graham and said that he thought he and Andy should support Anita as they had earlier and nodded towards the coffee table. They caught on immediately and started walking her towards the low table, each holding a wrist with one hand while the other went round her back to cup and caress a pert smooth breast.

She started to resist and mutter' no' again but she was more than a little drunk and more than a little turned-on and Steve told her how marvellous she looked and how we all wanted to appreciate her properly and partly out of reflex she stepped up onto the coffee table to avoid being walked into it. Steve walked up behind her and unfastened her suspender belt and then unfastened her brassiere which Graham and Andy pulled off her arms without releasing their hold on her wrists. Steve then ran his hands up the length of her body from her feet up the outside of her legs up her back to her shoulders which he massaged and pulled back telling Anita that she looked magnificent that she should be proud of her body and that she was to keep her shoulders back. She was back to gazing vacantly at the carpet as Steve came round to join me but she kept her legs straight and her shoulders back so that her breasts were thrust out prominently the pink nipples fully engorged, I wish I had a photo.

So what do you think James, Steve asked, it was the first time I had been directly acknowledged and clearly marked another turning point.
Anita was refusing to look-up so I looked at Andy and Graham and said I thought it was time we pulled the ribbons to complete the picture. Steve said he was glad I thought so and that he agreed and so Andy and Graham each took a loose end of ribbon in their free hands and pulled. As the bows parted the front and back panels of Anita's knickers fell away but the material didn't fall completely down as it was trapped between her thighs so Andy stroked the back of his hand down across her stomach over her pubic bush and grasped the flimsy piece of material pulling it slowly between her closed legs. Anita's knees started to buckle again and she was breathing heavily as I looked at her stood on a table in our living room in front of my 3 closest friends stark naked.
There was a real tension in the room and everyone seemed to be a bit frozen, perhaps my friends still weren't completely sure how far they should push this but I wanted to see Anita fucked and the best way of showing this was for me to fuck her myself. She had always been very reserved in our lovemaking never allowing me to go down on her and never willing to suck me, she thought both these things were unnatural. Similarly she only ever allowed 2 positions, normal missionary or her on top, and I was never allowed to play with her breasts for more than a few seconds at a time but she had allowed things tonight I would never have thought possible and so I quickly stripped off my own clothes revelling in the freedom. I had been naked in front of Graham and Andy before, we had showered and changed together at school, and Andy and I had once shared a girlfriend on the beach at Birchington so there was no awkwardness. I am quite well endowed length and girth with a pronounced bell end, Andy was similar in size and as all three of my friends now copied me and removed whatever clothes they were still wearing, we could all see that Steve was longer and thicker than any of us.

Andy and Graham had let go of Anita's hands to take off their respective shirt and briefs and she had taken the opportunity to step down off the table, muttering 'no, no, no' as she looked at the 4 assorted cocks bobbing around in front of her. Steve moved quickly, swept her into an embrace and kissed her forcibly, with one hand on her bottom forcing her stomach to come into contact with his impressive equipment. Stifling whatever she was trying to say he eased her gently backwards onto the sofa. Andy and Graham again took hold of her wrists sat either side of her on the sofa and Steve stood up to give them more room as each clamped themselves to a breast, licking sucking and biting in a way I had never been allowed to. It was too much for me and I nudged Steve out of the way, knelt down in front of Anita and taking an ankle in each hand started to pull her legs apart. Now she did start to struggle more seriously saying 'no please not like this, not in front of people', but Steve leant over close to her and said 'Anita you look feel and smell fantastic and I think you need this but if you don't stop struggling I will spank you' and with that he took hold of Anita's right ankle and helped me ease her legs apart. Whether it was the words or the extra force her legs parted quite readily and I just plunged straight into her. She was completely sopping wet, I had never entered her so easily, and it was wonderful. She was still muttering no but it might have been because Andy was now knelt on the sofa trying to put his prick into her mouth and no matter what else had already happened I knew that wasn't going to. He was actually rubbing himself over her cheek and mouth and in an effort to stop him Anita lifted her hand tentatively took hold of his cock and started to wank him. Graham was still fondling Anita's breasts with one hand while wanking himself with the other and I think all three of us came fairly close together, Andy and Graham shooting their loads over her neck and chest whilst I climaxed deep inside her. Steve had been stood above us slowly stroking himself as he watched Anita and he now passed us some tissues.

Anita lay still with her eyes closed breathing heavily, Andy and Graham wiped up after themselves kissed her and moved away. I leaned forward and told Anita that I loved her that that had been the most erotic experience of my life thanked her for allowing it to happen and softly whispered that Steve still needed taking care of.

Andy and Graham had drunk most that evening as Steve had driven to the pub, as had I. But Steve Anita and I had been drinking since we got back to the cottage and it was clear nobody would be driving home tonight. We had a spare room with twin beds and Graham, as I later realised, having gone off to clean himself up decided to put himself to bed in the spare room-apart from the drink he was the only one to have come twice during the evening. Andy was using the small downstairs cloakroom so as I spoke to Anita there was only Steve still with us in the room and he was stood close by watching Anita and still slowly stroking his impressive cock.
I moved back from Anita and she opened her eyes. She looked surprised and disbelieving, as though she couldn't understand this was real, put an arm across her breasts and went to stand up. Surprisingly Steve put a hand under her arm and helped her to her feet before then putting his arms around her, cupping her bottom as he started to kiss her again. Anita pushed against him and said that she was sorry but all this shouldn't have happened, she didn't know how we were all going to face each other in the morning when we were sober and that she needed a moment to herself and wanted to clean up a bit. Steve said that he wanted her and surely she wasn't going to leave him like this. At which point he took her hand and placed it around his manhood, her hand only covered about a third but she changed her grip herself and started to wank him while openly staring at his length and thickness for the first time. Steve stopped her and said not now, that he would give her a few minutes; however in that firm intense way he had spoken earlier in the evening he said that she had 10 minutes and he hoped he wouldn't have to come and find her. Anita looked at us both then turned to leave the room with her hands self consciously covering her breasts and vaginal bush again. 'Wait' he barked and I think we both jumped but Anita stopped halfway to the door and Steve went over pulled her hands down to her sides and pulled her shoulders back saying that he had told her earlier that she had a magnificent body and that she was to display it properly. Andy came back into the room at this point and he had put his briefs back on but he was clearly delighted to be confronted with a naked Anita stood on display again. Alright said Steve ten minutes and with that he landed a full smack on Anita's bottom; apart from a gasp she said nothing and left the room.

Do you think she will come back Andy asked. I said I didn't know that this was all uncharted territory to me but that I would go and check on her in a minute. Steve said that we might as well get comfortable and was there any chance of another drink but in the event we were all thirsty and opted for soft drinks. Steve and I both put our briefs back on; it didn't feel quite right to be naked with just 3 men in the room one of whom was still clearly in a high state of arousal. Steve had to fiddle around a bit to fit his cock into his briefs, he pushed it sideways but it was still threatening to push past the elastic waist band.

Steve asked me how I was feeling about what had happened. I told him that I had no idea how I would feel in a few days time but that at the moment I was still on a sexual high and that I had loved watching them strip fondle and excite her, I still had no idea how Anita was going to react later either but I had already thanked her for marvellous she had made me feel, I certainly didn't think less of her for having been seduced I loved her for it.

Steve pointed out that what had happened so far could be described as heavy petting, that I was the only person to have penetrated any part of her body and did I want to leave it like that or could they take her further. I said that I thought it highly unlikely that she would ever suck anyone but that they could go as far as they wanted, however if she became angry or upset they should stop immediately.

Steve said the ten minutes would soon be up so I got up to go upstairs and Andy went over to the stereo, the music had stopped some time ago and rather than choose another record Andy restarted Bolero. It seemed to go with the evening.
When I got upstairs Anita was sat on our bed, she had tidied herself up and brushed her hair and was wearing her blue silk dressing gown/wrap. Are you alright? I asked.

'I don't know' she said, ' I am woozy from the drink, I can't really believe what's happened and I don't understand how you could let your friends treat me like that and be so excited by it- did you really make love to me in front of them? It just seems too impossible to be true....'
I told her that we had all had a lot to drink which had lowered inhibitions, and that she had seemed to have been as turned on as anyone, the way she had stood on the coffee table to let Steve remove her skirt and then again to be finally stripped naked. I pointed out that she could have stopped it as easily as I could and that as far as I was concerned it added to our relationship not detracted from it.
She said that she realised that she could and should have been firmer about stopping and couldn't explain why she hadn't, just that she had been caught up in the excitement and the heady atmosphere and had found it difficult to stand against everyone, especially Steve, when they were pushing her so hard to continue.
I just replied that it was all helping her discover the real joy of sex and of her own sexuality that I loved her more for it and that clearly she had brought a great deal of joy to our friends as well as to me.

She was quiet for a minute and then said 'so you expect me to calmly go downstairs and do for Steve what I did for Andy?'
I told her that it really was up to her, that I thought it unfair to leave him in such a state of arousal but the choice was hers-even if Steve had said he would come and find her if she didn't reappear. With that she gave me an unfathomable look, and then said Ok she would do it this once but never again and would I please go and get her a small brandy.

I gave her a hug kissed her and went downstairs to get the brandy telling the others that she would be a couple more minutes.
When I took the brandy back up she was still sat on the bed but she seemed calmer more resigned to finishing what had been started. She asked if everyone was still sat naked in the lounge and sipped her drink as I answered that Graham appeared to have gone to bed and that Steve and Andy had put their underwear back on which seemed to relieve her. 'OK she said I will be down in a minute so I told her again that I loved her and nothing she did would change that and went back down to join the others.
The Ravel was still playing and Andy was back on the sofa with Steve in his armchair so I took the remaining chair. She's coming down I told them and shortly afterwards the door opened and Anita walked into the room. She was dressed as I'd left her in the blue silk dressing gown and entered the room quite confidently looking at Steve and Andy with a shy smile. Steve stood up to welcome her but immediately discomfited her by saying that he didn't remember giving her permission to get dressed. She clearly didn't know what to say so ignored the comment and just stuttered in a confused way that she wanted to relieve his frustration. She moved alongside Steve put one arm around his waist and used her other hand to trace the outline of his penis through the material of his briefs, another milestone, my inexperienced inhibited shy wife was voluntarily touching another man's body with her husband and another friend looking on. Steve caught my eye and sort of nodded with a raised eyebrow so I smiled and nodded back. Anita moved her hand to Steve's stomach and began to slide her fingers under the waistband of his briefs but he took hold of her wrist gently lifted her hand away and said not so fast. Anita looked surprised and concerned, I think she had been hoping and expecting to wank Steve off quite quickly and then head for bed but Steve kept hold of one wrist and then trapped the other, moving them both behind Anita's back before bending down to kiss her firmly on the mouth. She started to squirm and Steve turned his attention to her ears and neck, still holding her firmly but in many ways treating her more as a lover than the others had done, he was certainly kissing her much more.

Anita was saying 'Oh Steve please' and still squirming but she didn't clarify what she was saying please for, please stop might have been clearer...Anyway Steve lifted his mouth from Anita's right ear looked across to Andy and said that he thought he could do with some help.

Andy got to his feet, clearly hard again, and went up behind Anita. Steve transferred her wrists to Andy who took hold and started nuzzling her neck from behind. Steve held her face still between his hands, kissed her deeply and then said that he didn't like being ignored and that he had already told her that she didn't have permission to get dressed. He dropped his hands to her waist, untied the silk cord holding the gown closed and pulling it out through its' loops d****d it around his neck. Anita was still whispering 'Oh no, please' but she hadn't climaxed earlier and Steve and Andy's attentions were definitely having an effect- I certainly didn't think I needed to stop them, especially as Anita's gown began to fall open and I could see what she was wearing underneath. If she had still been naked it night have been less erotic, but in fact she had put on clean underwear, she was wearing a fresh bra and panties. This was one of her more conservative sets, the panties were fuller not see through and less lacy and the bra matched, but they were black. Against her pale body they somehow made her look more naked than when she was naked.
Steve slipped the gown off her shoulders and Andy had to release her wrists to free it from her arms but she didn't make a serious bid for freedom and he was soon back in control.

Steve stood back to admire her and said that she might have got dressed without permission but that he wanted to thank her for giving them the opportunity of stripping her again, that he was going to enjoy it even more this time than the first time. I was desperately trying to resist touching myself because I knew I would come immediately if I did.

He moved in closer and ran his hands up the length of Anita's body, over her shoulders down her arms and then took back control of Anita's wrists from Andy, bringing her hands back round in front of her body, she clearly thought that now she could caress him to a climax and turned her hands towards the penis clearly glistening proudly from Steve's waistband, but Steve kept hold of her wrists and raised them higher and higher until she was virtually standing on tiptoe. Looking at Andy Steve said that he thought it was time we saw those beautiful pert breasts again if he would like to do the honours, and Andy accordingly unclipped her bra and raised it up her arms over her hands and left it dangling on Steve's wrists before reaching round to cup and tease her nipples whilst pushing the cock only barely constrained in his briefs up against the crack in Anita's panty clad buttocks. She couldn't easily move away but although she was softly muttering 'please no, please no' I am sure that I saw her push back slightly against Andy. Steve lowered her arms and pushed her wrists back behind her, asking Andy if he would oblige for a moment and Andy stopped toying with Anita's nipples and again took hold of her wrists, she was behaving as if she were d**gged, not really with us, not particularly struggling but not completely compliant and still whispering 'no, no, no'. Steve put one hand behind her neck and stroking her hair back with the other said 'Anita listen to me, I've enjoyed tonight more than any night I can remember but I'm not ready to let it end the way you think you want it to end. You've had many new experiences tonight and I think you have enjoyed them, but you are not in control, I am. I am taking responsibility for your behaviour and I am going to make it easier for you to release control to me, something I think we both want'

With that he took her blue silk dressing gown cord from around his neck and proceeded to tie her wrists together. She didn't say anything and she didn't struggle, she just stood in the middle of our lounge wearing nothing but a pair of black knickers with her hands tied behind her back, head bowed her hair shielding her face so I couldn't even see her expression. This will make it easier for you said Steve and went over to his trousers took a clean white handkerchief from a pocket, fashioned it into a blindfold and tied it over Anita's eyes. She couldn't have believed any more that she would get away with just wanking Steve but I am not sure she was thinking anything; she was lost in the moment. 'Gentlemen 'said Steve and gestured towards the sofa so Andy and I went and sat on the sofa. Steve turned Anita to face us then said 'shoulders Anita' and just like that she lifted her head and pulled her shoulders back. Steve had shown he really was in control, there was no need to rush we didn't feel that my wife was about to rush off so we sat and ogled.' After a couple of minutes Steve said

'As lovely as you look in black knickers Anita I don't think we shall be needing them any more' and with that, still from behind he put one hand on each side of my wife's waist and slid his hands into her panties, hooking the sides with his thumbs and continued to slide them down her legs, gently lifting her ankles one at a time to free them from her feet, it was lovely to have her stood there naked the auburn curls of her bush wonderfully on view. He took her shoulders and turned her round, we could still see a red imprint of his hand on her right buttock from where he had smacked her.

'Come 'said Steve and placing a hand on her bottom he propelled her gently forward. She took short nervous steps clearly wondering what was about to happen, as did I, as Steve manoeuvred her past us and around to stand behind the sofa level with Andy.
The sofa was an old one with a heavily stuffed rounded back and sides, Steve must have noticed that the top of the back was about the same height as the top of Anita's thighs and she stopped suddenly as she felt the material against her legs. 'Bend forward 'said Steve, 'you're quite safe. Anita looked a little agitated and said she didn't want to. 'Do as I say Anita' said Steve and holding a loose end of the cord tying her wrists he pushed her shoulders forward. She started to slip and involuntarily moved her feet apart to steady herself, her weight taken by her tummy and hips across the back of the sofa. 'Please please no' she was saying again but Andy had taken off his pants, turned round and was kneeling on the sofa, his hands cradling Anita's face as for the second time that night he tried to fuck my wife's mouth. As soon as the tip of his penis touched her lips Anita wrenched her head to one side and said that she couldn't and wouldn't do that. Steve was pulling back on the cord and pushing down between her shoulder blades just to keep her bent over the sofa. 'All right Anita' said Steve, you don't have to, just kiss the tip and Andy won't try and force you, just simple kisses, for me and to give pleasure to Andy', Anita turned her head forward again and Andy gently touched his erection against her lips, he moved back then forward again, this time presenting more of the side rather than the tip, Anita kissed it again. Andy developed a rhythm tapping his prick against my wife's lips, admittedly her lips were closed but it was still something I had never expected to experience myself let alone witness her do it for someone else. As the rhythm developed Steve took his hand out from between Anita's shoulders, my wife was staying down by herself, he stepped back, kept hold of the cord controlling her wrists and with his free hand eased down his briefs allowing his cock to spring free. I am about 8 inches but Steve really must be 10 inches and a little thicker than me, it really was a monster and waved obscenely in the air. Andy had progressed to kneeling sideways on the sofa running the length of his own 7 or 8 inches along my wife's lips, one hand stroking her face and the other playing with her breasts and nipples. He started to use the hand caressing Anita's face to hold his prick more firmly against her lips, her teeth were clearly closed but her lips were not so tightly clenched and Andy was speeding up his movements clearly approaching a climax.
was watching closely, fascinated by how close he was to getting my wife to do something I thought she would never do, but I noticed that Steve had moved. He was now standing between my wife's spread legs, one hand grasping the cord round her wrists the other holding his monster cock down level with where the opening to her vagina must be. He wasn't touching her apart from the cord at her wrists and she probably wasn't aware how close she was to being penetrated from behind, something she had never allowed, by a cock notably bigger than mine. The constant friction of Andy's penis on her lips and his attention to her breasts was occupying all her attention.

Steve looked at me and raised his eyebrows in a silent question. I got up and went round to stand next to my wife and looked down at the huge cock inches from her glistening pussy, then looking up at Steve I smiled and nodded.
Steve took a firmer grip on Anita's wrists and then slowly but steadily pushed his pelvis forward.
She was in such an exposed vulnerable position that the big hot engorged head of Steve's cock connected immediately with my wife's pussy lips. Instantly she tried to move her body forward away from the invasion whilst opening her mouth to emit a loud gasp of surprise and protest. She couldn't really move forward, trapped against the sofa, and Steve stopped pushing leaving the head of his cock just pushed against her, but opening her mouth had been a mistake as Andy's cock had immediately slipped straight into her mouth, Andy had already been close to climaxing and as he withdrew his penis from my wife's mouth he gave himself a couple of quick strokes and ejaculated all over her cheek and hair.

Anita was moaning and muttering softly, shaking her head. Andy had got off the sofa and disappeared; presumably to clean himself up so I leaned over wiped her cheek and hair with a tissue and told her again that I loved her. She appeared to be about to say something but suddenly Steve spoke-'Anita listen, you can feel that I am about to penetrate you, and be assured that I am going to, but first I want you to tell me whether or not you are on the pill'. I straightened up and started to answer but Steve shook his head at me so I kept silent. My wife was breathing hard and fast and seemed confused by the question. Steve nudged his cock forward, increasing the pressure on my wife's labia. 'Anita' he said 'I am going to fuck you the way I have wanted to fuck you ever since I first saw your lovely body in just bra and panties 2 months ago, but first answer my question, are you on the pill?'
There was the briefest of silences, perhaps she realised this was her last chance to really stop things. In reality it wasn't much of a chance, Steve and I were too far gone, but if she had lied and said 'no' he might have stopped to find a condom and she could have tried to pull herself together, but instead she softly whispered 'yes'. With that Steve pushed the head of his cock right into her. It hadn't required much effort. Anita had stopped struggling and her upper body had fallen forward, Steve reached around to grasp her breasts which he then used like handles to pull Anita onto him as he withdrew slightly before pushing his entire length into my wife in one slow smooth movement.

Straightening up he placed a hand on each of Anita's hips and started to piston into her hard and fast. They were both grunting and Steve was pounding into her with such force that she was being pushed over the sofa with each forward stroke, so I went and helped support her head and shoulders, stroking her hair and caressing her breasts.
My wife's breathing and grunting started to change, I had never heard her like this before, crying groaning moaning and grunting, her voice rapidly getting higher and higher. Steve slowed, making longer and deeper strokes while telling me how much he was enjoying himself and how wonderful my wife felt impaled on his prick.

They came very closely together. Anita had never had an orgasm like that before, she shook and almost screamed, Steve was making almost as much noise, he collapsed on her back briefly before kissing her neck and withdrawing slowly, he then stroked my wife's beautifully presented bottom before going to sit in an armchair and started to wipe himself with the white knickers that had been taken off Anita earlier.

Anita's legs really had given way and she was left d****d over the back of the sofa like a rag doll. Now she had never let me take her from behind and I wasn't about to miss this opportunity. I went and looked at the swollen red pussy lips and the slightly gaping vagina, there was semen dribbling down her legs. She looked uncomfortable so I untied her wrists and her arms virtually fell forward, she didn't try to remove the blindfold just lay where she was half supporting herself on her hands. I was out of my briefs and into her in one movement. She hardly reacted at all. It was my first ever sloppy seconds. It was hot it was wet it was messy and my wife certainly wasn't as tight as usual but it was fucking marvellous. I came in seconds.

My spunk added to that which was already dribbling down her thighs and I went to get yet more tissues. As I started to wipe her legs my wife was attempting to straighten up, slowly and gingerly, she was obviously stiff and weak. I went to unfasten her blindfold, but she stopped me and said to leave it, that she didn't want to see anyone and could I guide her to the stairs.
I told her it was me and said of course. She said that she wanted time to herself to think and that she wanted the bedroom to herself, that she would see me in the morning but she wanted everyone else gone before she woke up. Having guided her to the foot of the stairs I went back to the lounge and left her to make her own way upstairs. Steve was still sat in the armchair, his cock had returned to a full hard-on and he was gently stroking himself with Anita's white panties; he raised a quizzical eyebrow. I told him that she wouldn't be returning and that we should leave her. He said that that was a pity as he wouldn't have come so quickly a second time and had been looking forward to getting her more involved, but he understood and promised that they would all be gone first thing in the morning. I went off to use the downstairs cloakroom leaving him still wanking into my wife's knickers; he had finished by the time I returned. Andy had taken himself off to the spare room to join Graham so Steve and I made the best of the floor and the sofa.
Steve got the others up early the next morning and left without really disturbing me, they had a cup of tea in the kitchen, I heard them but they weren't talking much, before Andy put his head round the door to say he would give me a call in a few days.
So I was left wondering how things would be with Anita when she woke, thinking what I might say and do, and if I should tell her that Steve seemed to have gone off with her white panties......