What's this? I know perfectly well that a lot more than that happened. She's lying about it!

'OK,' I thought to myself, 'so that's the way you want it.'

We stopped talking at that point, and I pretended to go asleep even though I felt a lot more upset than sleepy. She seemed like she was also going to sleep, but she wasn't breathing as deeply as usual, so I suspected she was also pretending. Finally, however, our pretenses became reality and we didn't talk about it any further.

In fact we didn't talk about it the next day either. By that time I had decided not to confront her with what I knew. If she could lie and cheat, then I could too. I was really looking forward to the next Tuesday when we would be at Pete's house.

Pete's wife Terry turned out to be pretty wild. Once Pete was gone she started teasing the three of us, and eventually suggested we all play strip poker. Naturally we had no objection. She had obviously played it before, because she proposed the rules that we followed.

It was basically draw poker, but with no ante or betting as such. Instead, if you folded you had to pay a chip as a penalty, or two chips if you folded after drawing. If you didn't have any chips you had to stay in. If you stayed in and didn't win the hand you had to take something off. If you did win, you got two chips.

It was really no contest. Terry never even won a hand. She did fold a couple of times, but we only started out with two chips apiece, so she mostly just kept taking things off. I remember for sure that after four hands she was barefoot, and I had a truly painful hard-on thinking about what was likely to come next. I'm sure Bob and Tom were in the same state I was. In fact she folded that hand, and I won it, but that left her barefoot and with only one chip, while none of us guys had even started taking our socks off.

Tom and I folded the next hand, and Bob won the showdown, so Terry had to take off her blouse. I was afraid I might come in my pants when she started unbuttoning it, but I did manage to control myself. As the buttons came apart we could see that she was wearing a lacy black bra, and you should have heard the wolf whistles! She did blush a bit, but she was grinning, too, so she seemed to be enjoying the way things were going.

On the hand after that Terry tossed in her last chip, and I lost a sock, but I'll never forget the next one. I got a full house, and Terry had no choice, so I knew what was going to happen. Well, I knew something hot was going to happen, but I didn't know whether I was going to see her tits or her panties.

Naturally I won the showdown, so she stood up and started to take off her jeans, but I stopped her.

"Wait a minute," I said, "I think the winner of the hand should help you take them off."

"Dick! You naughty, naughty boy," she responded with a sly smirk.

Bob and Tom cheered and told me to go for it, and Terry wasn't saying no, so I knelt in front of her. By now she had her jeans open in front so all I had to do was slide them down her legs and help her step out of them. ALL? Oh, fucking shit! My nose was not six inches from her pussy, and the steaming cunt smell assaulting it would have made a monk forget his vows. I reached around her naked thighs with both hands and pulled her against my mouth. It would have landed on her pussy, but she pushed my head down and my nose went between her legs, just south of the promised land.

"Stop it, Dick! That's not part of taking my jeans off."

I reluctantly let her go and slunk back to my chair.

On the next hand Terry only asked for one card, and I grinned, wondering if she was drawing to an inside straight. Tom folded, but Bob and Terry and I were there for the showdown. Sure enough, she showed us a 5,6,8,9, and Jack. Bob had two pairs, but I had three of a kind. I gave a whoop, and dove for Terry. She reached behind herself and unhooked her bra, which I tore off from her. My mouth was on her tit before she had a chance to say anything.

When she was able to speak she only said, "Oh, Dick!"

I shifted to the other tit, while pinching the nipple I had just been sucking, and she moaned, "Yes, YES, YESSS!"

The other guys decided that was enough, and pulled us apart for the next hand. This was going to be the last hand, of that we were convinced, but not, we fervently hoped, the end of our playing.

I had nothing this time, but there was no way I was going to fold. So I drew three cards, and ended up with a single pair. Bob and Tom also stayed in; no surprise. It turned out they each had two pairs, but Tom had aces on top. Since Terry just had one pair, Tom got to take her panties off. He told her it would be easier if she lay on the floor on her back and lifted her legs. He'd only just pulled the panties off her ass when he started lapping at her pussy. She started bucking and squealing immediately, and they both forgot about her panties. Bob decided to help, and pulled them off Terry's legs while Tom was eating her out.

As soon as her legs were free, Terry spread them wide and was screeching, "YESS! YESS! YESS!" That soon turned into, "FUCK ME! ... FUCK ME! ... FUCK ME!"

Naturally Tom wasted no time complying. They both came within a minute or so.

As soon as Tom pulled out Terry moaned, "More ..."

Bob and I looked at each other. I looked down at the single pair still spread face up in front of me and shrugged. He tore off his pants, and landed on her, his cock making a bull's eye.

"YES, FUCK, YES!" she screamed, and he was pumping like a jack hammer. He ended up not taking much longer than Tom, and believe it or not she came again. I was naked from the waist down by the time they stopped panting, and I pushed Bob off for my turn.

My fat prick slid into her cunt with no resistance whatsoever. God, she was loose! But she groaned and clamped down once I hit bottom.

"Oh, fuck, YES!" she snorted.

I got plenty of stimulation as I started pumping. Her pussy was mostly gripping hard, but with little tremors that were driving me wild. I tried to make it last, but I suspect I didn't do much better than the other two guys. And I'll never forget what it was like when I came. This was sex at its most fantastic. I could hear her screaming, and some guy screaming, too, which must have been me. I could smell our sweaty bodies. I could feel my cum spurting, and her cunt pulsing. But all I could see were brilliant flashes of multicolored lights.

She was finally able to gasp, "God, that was fantastic! I'm going to need more of that, but first I need to go potty."

She pushed me off and got up, her hand on her pussy, holding all the cream in. I watched her walking bare-assed to the hall, and realized that I still had a hard-on. 'Oh, yeah,' I thought, 'I've got more where that came from.'

As she started down the hall she threw over her shoulder, "Don't anybody go away."

When she disappeared through the bathroom door I looked at the other guys. They were both wearing silly grins, and I probably had a matching one. I wondered if they had matching cocks and tried to sneak a look without them catching me. Tom's was a bit on the puny side, but it was obviously ready for more action. Bob's looked about as long as mine, but not as thick. It was also standing up proudly. We all shook our heads in disbelief and then did high fives around.

Terry wasn't gone long, and when she came back, giving us the full frontal view of her tits and pussy, she said, rather seductively, "Now, where were we. Oh, yeah, I think it's Tom's turn again."

He gave it his all, and must have pounded her for five minutes in the missionary position before we could see and hear his climax.

Terry said, "Yes, baby, give it to me," but it was pretty obvious she didn't come that time.

She pushed Tom away, and looked at Bob. "Come on over here, you big stud. Show me what you've still got."

"Oh, I'll show you, all right. Roll over and point your ass at me."

"Ohhh, Bob, you're not going to stick it up my ass, are you?"

"Maybe next time, but for now I'm going to fuck your cunt raw from behind."

"That's what you think. My cunt wants all the fucking cock you can give it, and more."

They wasted no time getting at it. Bob had one hand on her tit and the other on her pussy, where I'm sure he was giving her clit a real workout. I saw him change hands so each tit could get some action.

Soon she was going, "HUH! ... HUH! ... HUH! ... Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, F-F-F-F-F- AAYYYYEEEEEE!"

Bob let her calm down from that, but he was obviously not ready to stop yet. He must have reamed her for at least five more minutes before he came with a roar. She came again only seconds after he did.

Her legs gave way at that, and they lay there sprawled out on the floor, panting like they'd both run a marathon.

Finally he got his wind enough to ask, "So, did I fuck your cunt raw?"

"Oh, that was wild, all right, but I'm still ready for more. Get off so I can see what Dick has for me."

As Bob got up, he shook his head and said, "I don't know about you guys, but I'm wiped out for the night."

"Yeah, me too," Tom admitted. "Dick, I guess you're going to have to finish her off by yourself."

"That will be no problem," I moaned, my fuck stick jerking in front of me like it was about to explode without even being touched.

"OK, guys, let yourselves out. Dick and I are going back to the bedroom so we can start fucking in earnest."

She grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall behind her. She opened a door and pushed me into a bedroom, pushing me backwards until my knees were stopped by a bed, which the rest of me collapsed onto. She immediately climbed on top of me, spreading her legs and rubbing her cunt against my cock.

"Oh, TERRY, baby! I can't take much of that! I'm about to come...!"

"Yeah, get that god damn fat shaft up my fucking cunt," she said, reaching down to grab it and shove it there. "OH, FUCK, YES!!!"

I didn't even pump. She sank down all the way on my cock and clenched, and that was all it took. I was suddenly firing cum, round after round. And every round was met with a scream and a pulse from her cunt. Finally her sweaty body collapsed on mine, and we lay there for god knows how long.

"Dick, honey," she finally gasped, "I still feel you SO BIG inside me. OH SHIT," she moaned as she moved her ass up and down a couple of times to check. "OH FUCK! You ARE! OH! ... OH! ... OH! ..."

By now her ass was pumping up and down in time with her exclamations, and going faster and faster. She put her hands on my chest and pushed her upper body up. Her eyes were closed and her head was jerking back and forth.

"YU! YU! YU! YU! YU!" she snorted over and over in time with her thrusts.

Her tits were bouncing free just inches from my chest and I reached my hands around her arms and in from below to grab them. With my right hand I pinched her nipple hard. With my left I shoved her tit up to my mouth and sucked.

"AAYYYYEEEEEE!"

I swear, I thought she was going to crush my rock-hard shaft to the size of a pencil. I yelped, in fear and pain, but I didn't come.

"Oh, GOD! You're the BEST," she finally panted.

"Oh, yeah? You ain't seen nothin' yet. Get your ass turned around lengthwise on the bed and spread 'em, and I'll show you some real fucking."

"Oh, Dick! ... Oh fuck! ... I'll never forget this night!"

There was no way I was going to forget it, either. I came two more times in her cunt before the night was over, and she came several times.

We finally separated, reluctantly, knowing that Pete would be arriving soon. I did get away before he arrived. We were still lying there, and she was playing with my limp tool, when we heard Pete come in the front door.