00. I started, "There should be no HOUSE dealer, so one of us will always win. If you BUST or are the furthest from 21, you lose clothes. All tied loser hands lose clothes too. Anyone with a BJ can choose any loser to lose a SECOND bit of clothing. We play at least until either Paul or Sue loses their pants. Since Sue is in a short skirt instead of slacks, we'll have to use the Brit meaning for 'pants', underwear. A better goal anyway, I think. Pants must be the very LAST thing to come off." Paul asked if Sue were actually wearing her pants, and Doug rushed to answer that he knew she was wearing bright yellow ones since he'd already had a peek or three up her skirt. His wife Deena elbowed him.

01. Sue shuffled the deck, Paul split and Paula dealt Sue first. 10, Paul got a 2. A to Sue, 8 to Paul. Paul got a 2 and HIT on a 12 with a 10 -- BUST! We decided that a BJ beats everything so there would be no more hits against a BJ unless you had a chance at another BJ and a push. Winning with the first BJ, Sue taunted him and chose both Paul's shoes.

02. Next hand Sue drew 8, 4, 6 for 18. Paul got 4, 5, 6, 8 -- BUST with 23. Sue chose his shirt to go next. Since Sue had no more than five clothes articles, it seemed like a short strip and an easy loss for her, but Paul now had just four bits left.

03. Next hand, Sue got 4, 4, 8, 5! Another 21! Paul's only hope was to match her. He drew 6, 8, 7! PUSH with 21. We all groaned, even Paula. For whom was she secretly cheering? Did she want to see my wife naked?

04. I shuffled and dealt Sue a 4, 9, 6, she STAYed with 19. Paul drew 6, A, hit looking for a 4, but got a 9, 4. Winner at last with 20. Sue stood slowly, giving us a lingering look up her skirt at her yellow knickers with their small dark, wet spot. Paul ordered her to lose the skirt. His wife gasped and Sue slowly unhooked it and casually let it drop. We stared at her nascent camel toe until she turned away, bent from her hips to slowly gather the skirt and give us a long, long look at her ruffed and swollen, yellow-covered pussy. She had to know that one side of her bikini was buried in her ass crack so she presented an entire bare cheek to us. What a fetching ass! She harshly tossed her skirt at Paula.

05.Finally sitting and again crossing her ankles, we watched her snug panties, umm pants, lift away then cling to her swollen lips as she shifted. I had to comment, "You know, sweetie, that's the most exposure you've ever given us while keeping the most clothes on. Thanks for the exciting show." Our friends grunted, and Sue stared at the tenting results of her erotic show in our slacks and the swollen nipples pushing against Paula's pullover. Paula tossed back another shot in fear of trying to match Sue's extroverted performance.

06. I didn't even notice the first two cards I dealt since we were all staring at my wife's swollen lips, and the now much bigger wet spot, and anticipating the similar exposition we expected from Paula. After conspicuously adjusting my slacks, I saw Sue had a 2 and 9. She hit with a face card. Another 21? Paul drew a 4, 10, A, 10 -- busted. Sue ordered him to lose his socks.

07.She drew 4, A, 2, 10 and stayed with 17. Paul had a chance. He drew a 10, 6, and had to draw -- a 9 -- busted! Sue had him stand and remove his slacks. "Too bad we're playing for UK pants or I'd have just won. We would not stop here anyway since I want to see what's causing that big, inviting bulge in your briefs." She winked suggestively at Paula, cruelly reminding her that her turn was coming.

08. Next hand, Sue drew a 4, A, 9, 8 -- BUSTed. Now if Paul didn't try for a 21, he had this hand. He drew a 4, 2 and STAYed! With no need to draw anymore, he ordered Sue to stand and strip off her blouse. We wondered if she had a bra today. When she teasingly lifted her top, grinning widely and rocking her pullover mid chest, we got our disappointing answer. Her small lemon-sized tits were still nested in her soft, clingy bra. The nude cups couldn't hide the shadows of her aureolas or her stiffening, dense nipples. Her clit made a small dimple in her panties.

09. She stood still, akimbo, staring at Paul who was wearing only his snug briefs, letting the other couple gawk at her in her bra and pants only. After thrusting her mons at Paul, she sat and I dealt her a 9, A and she stayed at 20. Paul drew a 10, 2 and 9 for 21! There was only one choice left. Paul demurely slurred, "SHOW US YOUR TITS, BABY!" He ignored Paula's shocked stare and nervously licked his lower lip. I chuckled and waited for my beautiful wife to comply. As she climbed to her feet, her soaked crotch demanded our attention and got it.

10. She unclipped the front clasp and teased the cups away from her bare chest, keeping her tits covered. Eyes gleaming, she flashed one bra cup away, then back, then the other. After a few seconds of teasing, she pulled the bra wide open and slid it down her arms. She tossed the bra at Paul and threw her arms up into a victory V. Why was this a victory? Paul passed the bra to his wife and squeezed his dick slowly and conspicuously for Sue's entertainment and Paula's consternation. Sue put her fists on her hips and slowly turned for us, saying "Pay attention, Paula. I expect you to perform exactly like this when it's your turn to strip for us."

11. Paula covered her mouth in shock and Sue bent when her ass faced her. She stared wide-eyed as Sue slid a finger under the slipped leg edge and pushed it deeper into the crack of her ass. Not only did she expose a tempting, well rounded, fleshy cheek, but most of her wrinkled hole, briefly, to tease us all. Finally satisfied that Paula was sufficiently shocked, she sat with her legs spread and leaned back so her mons was properly presented for our enjoyment -- and hers.

12. I dealt her a 5, A, 4 -- she stayed. Paul drew a 9, 3, 5, 6 -- busted. He gulped loudly as he stood. His wife stared at the rigid mass in his briefs as it shifted. Sue crawled on her knees toward him so her tiny tits jerked and bounced for us. "I'm claiming the right to strip these pants that --I-- just BEAT OFF him. I'll concede you the same right, Paula, if you beat my husband." She didn't wait for an answer or permission, but moved her tall nipples against his legs. Sue slowly slid her hands up his legs, over the ass of the tight briefs, then his chest and nipples.

13. When her hands slid down, they snagged the waist and "struggled" to pull them down. Facing Paul as she pressed her nose against his severely tented shorts, she snapped her teeth next to his stiff sausage. She paused when the waist was below his hips and traced it behind him until her fingers met in his crack. She pulled, spread, and pried until the rear waist was below his bared ass cheeks. Torturing him and Paula, she pulled the front lower until about half his hairy stiff shaft was exposed and pinned down. She licked her lips and pulled again until the rim of his bishop appeared.

14. Paula gasped and gasped again as her husband's stiff cock leapt forcefully out of his pants and slapped Sue in her ear. Sue wedged her cheek between his stiff cut cock and tight balls as she slid the pants off his ankles. His purple dick head pointed at his wife until Sue let it slap her face. She threw the wet pants at his wife. While Paula gasped, Sue gently rubbed his dick with her cheek then gleefully wrapped her hand around it. She rubbed the moist tip against her nose and lips then licked the clear, sweet Cowper's off his glans. Just as we all expected her to swallow his cock, she slapped it down, hopped up and whooped loudly before chest bumping her bare tits against him. "Before we give up our stage, Paul, come stand between our spouses and show us your ass too." After Paul made two slow turns, she said "OK dearies, your turn to play. I already beat the pants off HIM."

15. Blushing Paula seemed poised to object to the personal touching and then some, but clamped her mouth shut instead. Finally our turn and I couldn't wait to strip Paula. We sat facing each other with our spouses on either side of us. Sue dealt the first hand. Paula got a 4, 5, 7, 4 and stayed at 20. I drew a 10 and A -- what luck! She gulped down another shot. "I'm thinking I want you to remove your shirt AND skirt." She panicked. "OK, let's start with both shoes instead. Don't thank me yet." Though she didn't bother standing and even made some effort to keep her shifting skirt down, switching her feet around exposed much of her sexy thighs.

16. We drew a new hand. Paula got a 6, 8, 10 -- BUST! Paul opined, "The only point in dealing Al any cards is on the off chance he'll get a BJ since he won't HIT anything else." I got a 10 and... 4.

17. "OK, Paula, let's have your skirt." She looked at Sue's bare tits then naked Paul in panic. His stiff, bared dick twitched. She gulped and silently, unsteadily stood, unhooked her skirt and surprised us twice. First that she dropped it so readily which said she was either drunker than we thought OR she wasn't as shy as she made out, especially since she tolerated her husband naked and her friend just in soaked panties. Second, she had stockings and garter on! I think that seeing that erotic sight is when Sue decided I needed some help with the game.

18. Her skirt gone, Paula's well toned and shapely thighs reminded us that she was a frequent runner. The damp, blue, cotton pants testified she was truly aroused. With our moods bolstered, Sue dealt another round after Paula sat. She said, "Sweetie, sit like I did and let us see how wet your panties are. You're wearing way too much clothing!" When she gasped and reluctantly crossed her ankles, I got a great view of her swollen labia thru her pants while her naked husband craned his neck to stare at his wife's wet, titillating twat. He had never seen it so exposed to others. Her embarrassed grin shortly turned into a sexy lear.

19. Paul, ostensibly swaying his prancing prick, fetched more drinks and served us. Sue shuffled the whole pack and dealt Paula a 2, 6, 4, and 10 -- busted again. She asked if I wanted a hand then dealt me a Jack and A. "Stand up again Paula." I ordered. "Take off... your garter and one stocking. The remaining, solitary stocking is somehow a little slutty and REALLY works for you. You are truly beautiful and appealing." She blushed.

20. While they all considered my unexpected praise, Paula stood and detached her stockings, then the garter belt. When she turned, we got a lingering look at her snug, full size panties and the toned and well-rounded glutes it hid. She chose to sit before unrolling a stocking and mindlessly swung her legs apart for us as she rolled if off. Her cotton panties were damp and translucent as far North as her obvious and swollen clit. A few stray, dark hairs escaped her dark delta and my dick twitched, hindered only by my slacks. Sue must have thought it silly for me to still be fully dressed while she helped Paula lose.

21. Paul sat, leaned back on his elbows and stretched out his spread legs toward the girls. While leering at them, he twitched a hip up in some unheard melody. The effect was to swing his stiff dick like a metronome, thigh to thigh, and get the girls to stare at it perversely. It worked. The more distracted they were the more his dick stiffened and grew.

22. The next hand, I got a 9, 10 and stayed. Paula drew a 10, A. My shoes went first. Next hand Paula got a King, A. I chose not to take any cards and stood again. Paula spoke up as I started to remove my socks, "Um, no," she slurred, "I want you to lose your shirt and slacks instead!" Well, look at her! I stripped and was left with just socks and boxers.

23. Next hand, Paula got a Queen, 10. I drew a BJ with Sue's help. "OK Paula. Strip off your bra first, then your other stocking. I think you're ready to hear this. I want to see those lovely eggplants swinging and feel their dense stems in my mouth." She looked wide-eyed at me, then unhooked, but held her bra to her chest. Paul stepped up and pushed one strap off her as he whispered encouragement and dragged his stiff cock against her sexy legs. She let the other strap slip and the bra slid down and... finally off. I couldn't help drooling over the immense, pale, beautiful, boobs that sagged slightly and swayed hypnotically. While Sue's nipples are perfect for her size, Paula's huge tits nurtured her perfectly sized and shaped nipples for her too. I sighed at the thought of those dense nipples between my teeth. She flushed brightly.

24. As she bent to sit again, those huge treats swayed and collided in slow motion just for me. While rolling the last stocking off, she lifted and spread a knee which lifted her panties away from her lusty groin. Paul reached over her, pinched a nipple and ran a finger to her wet slit then rubbed her clit as we watched. She lurched, froze and stared at us, embarrassed but without objection. Her subtle sigh and eye twinkles said she was loving the attention and exposure.

25. Seconds later, Sue dealt her a BJ, then to me a 2, 9, Queen. We decided that my 21 only negated 1/2 her BJ. Defiantly, she added "Too bad the pants have to be last. Lose the socks." My last buffer was gone. We were both down to just our pants.

26. Sue dealt Paula a 10, 9 and me a BJ! "Well, well! I guess I get to peel off your wet pants, but what's my other prize for the BJ? Up you go." She stared at her husband as she let her legs fall open, paused, then slowly stood. I got on my knees, as my wife had, and crabbed over to her. As I crossed the few steps to my sultry goal, my dick wobbled side to side in my loose boxers and found its escape. "Oops. That isn't for you... yet." She giggled and closed her eyes. I quickly put it back into its dark shelter and grabbed Paula's soft, warm hips. Paul's cock twitched and surged when I touched his wife. "Here kit-kit-kitty. I couldn't resist teasing you and flexing two fingers toward your tempting twat in the classic 'come hither' motion used to tickle a G-spot."