The other day I read a story in one of Dark Wanderer's YW-pages, I don't 
remember which but it was called "Strip Gammon". After I read it I had to 
call my best friend and neighbor Carl and ask him if he had written our 
story. He assured me that he hadn't but suggested that I should do it.

It was one of those warm summers when the temperature never went under 30 
degrees Celsius during the day and had been so for more than a week so 
everything was warm, so warm that it wasn't easy to get any relief from the 
heat anywhere. Anita, my wife since three years, and I was sitting in our 
deck-chairs in the shade of a big tree in our back-garden occasionally 
sipping some cool white wine. Anita in shorts and a bikini bra myself in 
shorts and t-shirt.

"Thank God for air-condition in the car," we heard a voice say.

"Oh, hi Carl. I take it that Lena is safely at her mom's?"

"Sure. No problem."

"Get a glass and have some whine."

Carl went into the kitchen and came back with a glass in his hand. He 
poured some whine in it and sat on the grass with his back against the tree 
facing us. Since I was wearing "girl-spying" sunglasses I was able to look 
at him without him being aware of it and I saw how he feasted in my wifes 
half-nude body. I didn't blame him. She was a sight lying there with her 
legs partly spread, wide hips, flat stomach and an, almost, flat chest. My 
wife, like Carl's, had very little on the breast side but I just loved to 
fondle, pinch and suckle her long nipples and she loved it too and 
sometimes she could reach an orgasm just by getting her breasts stimulated.

Carl and I went back all the way to our childhood when our parents had 
moved in to the same new built suburb. We became neighbors and friends 
imediatly and we went to the same kindergarten, the same school and finally 
the same university where we also shared a small apartment of campus. We 
didn't date much but finally I met Anita and some weeks later Carl found 
his wife Lena.

We all laughed when we met because Anita and Lena could have been taken for 
sisters, even twins. The only difference between them was the color of 
their hair. Anita was blond and Lena was a redhead. But both had greenish 
eye color, straight nose and full lips. Rather small breasts, flat stomachs 
and wide hips with a protruding ass which was just wonderfully adjusted to 
the size of a mans hand.

I know Anita was a virgin till a few weeks before our wedding when I  
became the first man for her and I suspect that Lena also was one but I 
don't know.

Anita told me that she was a virgin not by virtue but by necessity, she was 
allergic to the pill and didn't trust condoms and found diaphragms to be to 
unromantic, they had to be fitted in before the actual deed and she wanted 
her first time to be spontaneous. Now she have one but we rely on the old 
way of birth control, the so called safe days. We know that they aren't 
that safe, but since we are going to have kids one day it wouldn't be any 
disaster if she got pregnant by mistake.

Both she and Carl were avid Back Gammon players and in the beginning of 
Anita's and mine relation I was a little bit afraid that it should develop 
into something else, but there never was any hint of anything. It was just 
the game. I and Lena spent many evenings watching them play or we would 
read or watch some TV and let them on their own. We were always in the same 
room and it was almost like we were one family and not two. We came and 
went in each others places when we bought houses next to each other and we 
even cut a hole in the fence so we didn't have to walk around to the front 
or the back door.

Anyhow. We made idle small-talk through the afternoon and when it was six, 
six thirty Anita stretched and asked if we wanted something to eat.

"I don't know. What did you have in mind?"

"A salad, or a hamburger something easy."

"Salad, I think, what about you Carl?"

"Salads fine. It's to hot anyway."

"Let's go downstairs and eat. I think there is a little cooler."

We helped Anita in the kitchen and took the food and more wine down to the 
basement were we had the TV room. It was cooler there and soon I went after 
another bottle of wine and when I came back Anita and Carl was in the 
middle of an argument. The subject was who was the best Back Gammon player.

After another glass of wine Carl looked at Anita.

"You know, it's easy to play when nothing but the honor is at stake. I bet 
you would crack if we played for something."

"You mean money. I don't play about money. At least not with a friend."

"Yes I see. I think I agree with you about that one. But I still think you 
couldn't stand the pressure. You make hasty decisions and play rather 
careless, but I think that is because you really don't have anything to 
loose. But if we played a number of times and it involved something I don't 
think you would win."

"I bet you I would."

"What do you bet?"


"I don't know. You name it."

"What about," Carl looked at her while he thought about it. "I don't know. 
Maybe... Do you remember when you were younger and played strip poker? Why 
not strip Gammon?"

Anita looked at me and I just shrugged my shoulders. What harm could it do 
if either of them saw the other naked?

"OK. But we should have the same amount of clothes. I've got three plus my 
socks."

"Same for me."

"Let's play then."

I must admit that I found it rather exiting that my wife played with my 
best friend for her clothes, and if she was unlucky she would have to 
expose herself for him. I would reap the benefit of it all. I couldn't 
imagine that she wouldn't get aroused by it all and I was in for a night of 
hot lovemaking.

The game was uneventful at the beginning. Anita won two games and Carl sat 
in his boxer-shorts and t-shirt. Then he won two in a row wich left Anita 
in her panties and the bra. This fifth game would be more interesting. If 
Carl won that meant that my wife would have to remove her bra and show my 
friend her tits!

That was just what happened! But instead of removing her bra she lifted her 
butt from the seat and removed her panties! That meant that she didn't show 
anything! Carl just smiled a little ironic at her cleverness.

"Hmm, a little nervous I see," he mumbled loud enough for her to hear.

"Not at all!" snapped Anita, but it was obvious she was.

She made an effort and played very deliberate and careful and finally won. 
Carl smiled a little smile as he removed his t-shirt.

The next game did it. Just. That frustrated Anita so much that after she 
had shed her bra she complained about her bad luck so much that she forgot 
to be embarrassed.

"Well. We could play one more game."

"But I don't have anything to bet."

"Yes you have. The ultimate bet, yourself!"

Anita looked nervous but determined.

"It's only fair that you should show something too," she looked at me and 
when I again just shrugged my shoulders she took a deep breath. "OK," she 
said rather quietly.

This game became much more intense. Anita wonted to win it maybe more than 
Carl wanted but at the end that wasn't to be so. She lost!

"Ok, come over here," Carl said and pushed his easy-chair away from the 
table to give Anita room.

"I'll just..."

"No. You lost. Now come here."

"But I..."

"No buts, just come over here."

She gave me a pleading look.

"You lost darling, there isn't anything I can do about it. Just bad luck I 
suppose."

My wife straitened her shoulders, stood in all her naked beauty and went 
over to my friend. She put one knee on each side of his hips, reached down 
and grabbed his cock and aimed it at her pussy. She drew it a couple of 
times along the slit either to wetten it or get wet herself I don't know, 
but soon thereafter she sank down a bit and for the first time in her life 
another cock than mine entered my wife's tight cunt-tunnel.

"You might help a little," she asked.

"Oh no. You lost. You do the work."

My wife raised herself a bit, still with her fingers encircling my friends 
stiff cock, sank down a little more and up again. The next time she came 
down almost all the way and the fourth her pubes mashed my friends. They 
gave a little sigh when she reached all the way down. I was looking 
intently at the scene in front of me. My cock started to leek pre-cum as 
soon as Anita reached down and grabbed my friends cock and now it was 
painfully stiff as I watched my wife fuck my friend.

Suddenly my wife threw her head back and gave a loud mewing sound, she came 
on my friends cock! She is usually a quit fucker, she says she is so 
engulfed in the pleasures that she cant even utter a sound when she cums. 
But this time she came loudly and as soon as her mewling started I could 
see Carl too flung his head back and grunting started to flood my wife's 
pussy with his semen.

I stood and hastily shed my clothes, my stiff cock slapped against my 
stomach as soon as it got free. I took the few steps to my wife, lifted her 
off my friends cock and pushed into her in one hard thrust forcing another 
mew from my wife's throat. Her pussy was still spasming as I went inside 
it! Ten long, deep thrusts and I came! Came as I never had come before! My 
knees went week and a sank down on the floor.

When Carl noticed that my wife's pussy again was available he took with his 
hands around her ass, lifted her as he stood and lowered her to the floor. 
As they sank down he again impaled her and started his fucking thrusts as 
soon as my wife's back hit the carpet. She started to fuck back and soon 
slurping and slapping sounds filled the room as well as gruntings and 
mewings as they fucked each other.

This time it lasted a little longer but not more than ten minutes or so. 
Anita and I would consider a fuck lasting less than half an hour as a, not 
a disaster but a failure. Tonight however it didn't seem to matter that 
much. The orgasms were so intent that the longitude didn't matter and soon 
Carl's cock again spewed it's load into my wife's pussy while it milked 
him, I bet.

"Bedroom," was all I said when they had gained their breath and we hurried 
upstairs and fell down on the bed all three.

Anita spread her legs wide as I climbed in between them. This must be my 
lucky night! I got not only sloppy seconds but sloppy fourths as well! It 
wasn't anything that I had ever dreamt of, the thought hadn't even crossed 
my mind but now that I experienced it I couldn't believe how hot it made 
me!

As I fucked my wife for the second time that night my eyes happened to fall 
on the table between the bed. There lay the little box which contained my 
wife's diaphragm! She was unprotected! And she had already taken three 
doses of sperm up her womb!

Instead of getting me worried it made me even hotter! Why in heavens name 
did I find that exiting?! I didn't think about it for long because my 
second orgasm was nearing. And it came and came and came again. If it is 
possible to have a multiple orgasm in one spurt I had it! Never ever had I 
cumed that hard, and long. And Anita came with me. She too must find it 
exiting to know that she might be impregnated tonight!

I stayed with my cock pushed all the way in my wife's clenching pussy until 
it started to shrink and finally be spit out when my wife's pussy gave it 
another strong squeeze.

I just had time to roll away from my wife before my friend entered her a 
third time! This time they took their time. Once in a while they rolled 
around so my wife was on top and when her orgasm started, I could see her 
asshole open and close when she came, Carl rolled her over on her back and 
banged into her with almost brutal force. Her mewings which started as 
short abrupt sounds became one long outdrawn sound as if she came all the 
time.

After his third orgasm Carl said a quiet Good night and left and Anita and 
I fell asleep in each others arms just as we were.

When I awoke the next morning Anita's side of the bed was empty. I listened 
if she was in the shower but everything was quit on the second floor so I 
imagined she was in the kitchen.

As I entered the kitchen I could see Anita from behind. Her shoulders were 
shaking as if she was crying. As I stepped in front of her I could see her 
eyes, all red and her cheeks all wet.

"Oh darling, what have I done?" she cried.

I tried to comfort her but she was totally inconsolable.

"You know I love you. More than anything and anybody, second to you I love 
Carl the most, and I don't think it would be any disaster if it turned out 
that you is pregnant. I would love the child as much as if it had been my 
own. You know that."

"You really mean that?"

"Yes, you know I do. And besides, it wasn't all your fault. I was part of 
it too. I've never been hornier in all my life then when I saw you two for 
the first time!"

She gave me a weak smile.

"It was hot. Wasn't it?"

"You bet!" I laughed.

"Never again!"

We both had to laugh about that and Anita's tears stopped at last to flow.

Of course she was impregnated that night. How could she have avoided it? 
Five big loads of potent sperm shot straight into her womb.

"What shall we do?" she asked me as soon as we found out. "Shall we tell 
Carl, and what about Lena?"

"She don't have to know, but I think Carl must know."

"But, but she knows."

"Knows what?"

"What we did!"

"You told her?"

"Of cause. She's my best friend. I couldn't cheat on her!"

"OK. You handle Lena, but not until after I have had a talk with Carl. 
Promise?"

We agreed but there wasn't any opportunity to talk to Carl until the end of 
the week when we sat watching a footballgame on the TV.

"There is something I have to tell you."

"Oh?"

"Yes. You remember the night when. Well you remember the night."

"Oh yes. I don't know if I regret it but I'm sorry for what happened."

"Don't be. It was one of my best experiences ever, if not the best."

"Yes I thought so to."

"Well unfortunately Anita became pregnant that night."

"Oh my God!"

"No. I'm delighted and so is Anita, but we thought you would know. But I'm 
the father no matter what."

For the first time in our lives Carl hugged me with affection and he even 
gave me a kiss on the cheek. I could see tears in his eyes when he 
withdrew.

We didn't say anything else just continued to watch the game.

A week later as we watched another game he caughed and hummed and seemed a 
little uncomfortable. I looked at him but he avoided my look.

Staring at the TV he said: "I've talked with Lena..."

"Oh, are you sure that was wise?"

"Oh yes! I couldn't hide anything like that from her. Besides Anita had 
already talked to her. It seems they had reached an agreement already."

"Agreement?"

"Yes. I approved as soon as I heard about it."

He fell silent and I didn't rush him.

"She said it would only be fair if she too..."

"No!" I interrupted him before he went any further. "No. I wont have that. 
There is no revenge, no compensation to pay!"

"No. No. Don't interrupt me. I didn't mean that. Let me tell you all."

"OK."

"Well, Anita told her all. And I mean everything! Almost stroke by stroke. 
And what more, she said that it was the most exiting thing she ever had 
fellt. And how you comforted her the next day. Let me tell you something we 
never tell each other otherwise, I had the next best sex I had ever had 
that night! Not just because that Lena was hornier than usual, but because 
she too wanted to experience that! The risk! Don't you see. We all four get 
horny on the riskfactor!"

"Oh do I know!"

"Yes. And I want it too!"

"How do we do it?"

"Well we have to talk with the ladies and arrange something."

That night after we had eaten a meal together Carl approached the subject 
again and noone seemed the least surprised by it. On the contrary we spoke 
freely about it and agreed about everything being said. The only thing was 
that Lena insisted on Anita's presens and reluctantly Anita agreed but only 
on the premise that she too could be involved in the happening.

The last question was when to do it.

"Well I don't know about you, but I could do it right now!" Lena said. "I'm 
not ovulating and I'm still on the pill, but I'll quit tonight!"

We all looked at each other and I noticed that Anita looked a little longer 
at Carl than normally but that was all right with me. I was looking at Lena 
a little longer then normal as she was at me.

"You're place or ours?" Anita laughed.

"Since we're here lets stay here," Lena answered.

Unbelievably enough we didn't run upstairs to the bedroom. We stayed and 
watched a film we had rented. Drank some beer, not much, and talked about 
the film for a while.

"No. It's late. I think it is time for bed," Lena finally said.

"Yes. We go first," Anita added.

After the girls had disappeared upstairs Carl and I had another beer and 
talked as usual.

When we came into our bedroom the girls where under the duvet facing each 
other smiling and talking.

As I was about to climb in beside my wife she stopped me.

"No. I'll sit over this one. It's Lena's night. All your interest shall be 
focused on her, and forget that I'm here, I'll sit over there."

She stood and went naked over to a chair and sat down on it. When she 
noticed that not only my but Carl's eyes to was on her she couldn't stop 
herself but she spread her legs a little showing us her pussy, glistening 
with wetness.

We turned towards Lena and Carl kissed her and slid the duvet down over her 
body, slowly exposing it to me. I feasted on it. It didn't differ much from 
my own wife's but it was another womans, never the less.

The same small tits came into view, only Lena had longer nipples than 
Anita. Lena's was at least one and a half, two centimeters long, and stiff 
as I noticed when I couldn't keep my hand from the one nearest to me. I 
could hear a muffled sound into Carl's mouth as soon as my fingers closed 
around that stiff nipple. They were as sensitive as my wife's.

I bent my head and engulfed almost the whole tit in my mouth and Lena 
pushed it up to meet my teeth, nibbling ever so lightly on them and my 
tongue lashing it as hard as I could. Lena's hand floated down from around 
Carl's neck and pushed my head down on her tit. Showing me that she liked 
what I did.

My interest was divided between the tit I played with and the duvet 
continuing it's way down Lena's body revealing more and more of it for my 
novice eye.

I loved what I saw. My wife in another woman! Untill her pussy-hair came 
into view. I had to lift my head, abandoning her breast and look as her 
pussy was more and more revealed. Red hair there to. Sparse. Her Mons Venus 
was clearly visible through the strands. High as Mount Everest. I never saw 
a pussy hill that high! And then the lips! I could see how they stood, yes 
stood out from her pussy, slightly parted almost as if they beckoned to be 
spread wide apart by a stiff bulbous cockhead. And mine would love to do 
it.

She spread her legs even more as the duvet continued it's downward travel 
and at last she kicked it away and she lay there naked before me, and 
Anita, whom I had forgotten all about but now a cast a glance at her. She 
was slowly masturbating! Never had I seen her do that! Two new things for 
me to experience tonight. My wife playing with herself and my friend Carl's 
wife's pussy around my cock. I was in heaven. My eyes shot between my 
masturbating wife and Lena's body. Anita saw me look at her and she gave me 
a big smile and increased the motions of her hand.

I felt Lena draw me closer to her at the same time as she slowly pushed 
Carl away. I rolled on top of her and her hand flew down and took my cock 
between her fingers, eager to get it inside her and I sank down on her and 
my cock sank into her. Two strokes and I was fully inside her.

"Oh yes," she moaned. "Oh yes. It's wonderful. Yes ive it to me. Give it 
all to me. All! Fuck me, yes just so, slow and easy. Slowly yes. Oh my God 
I'm cuming!"

I felt her pussy squeeze my cock as she came hard. I couldn't help glancing 
at Anita from time to time as I pumped in Lena's equally tight cunt and the 
sight combined with the feeling of a new pussy squeezing my cock became to 
much for me and with a loud groan I started to flood my friends wife's 
milking cunt with my sperm.

Carl wasn't less eager than me the other day to get the feeling of sloppy 
seconds, this time his own wife stood for the offering. With a loud moan he 
just sank into his wife's pussy till it engulfed his cock totally and his 
sack came to rest between her ass-cheeks. I watched them make love for a 
while then I turned my attention to my wife. We had agreed that she 
wouldn't get any cock tonight but seeing her sitting there masturbating was 
to much for me. I stood and went over to her and fell down on my knees 
between her spread legs and dove in with my mouth and started to lick her 
pussy. No sooner had my tongue made contact with her parted lips before she 
started to come, so loudly that Lena and Carl had too look and see what was 
going on.

As soon as she calmed down a bit I left her and lay beside Lena and Carl.

"Bastard!" my wife said, "You made it worse! Not better!"

We laughed at her but didn't pity her take so much that we let her get any 
cock that night. All loads were reserved for Lena, my friends wife. But the 
next morning she coaxed my cock to stiffness and while Carl and Lena 
watched she finally reached her clomax.

Three months later Lena was pregnant. Who's baby it is, Carl's or mine, we 
don't know.

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