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 off 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 wanted 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 quite 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!