Sitting In At Blackjack (In Color)

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Strip Blackjack brings a fantasy to life...
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Part 2 of the 2 part series

Updated 06/09/2023
Created 09/06/2019
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“Greater love hath no man than this,” sends
Us a message our love apprehends,
In strip blackjack, whereat,
Is our fantasy, "that
A man lay down his wife for his friends."

Dedication
To one when asked to not demur to you
And consent to surrender her virtue,
Replied that she would,
“It might do me good,
And it wouldn’t do any hurt to you!”

PROLOGUE

All the pictures and limericks you’ll see
Aren't real, though they might seem to be,
The figures and faces
Mere models and traces,
Just exist here in this fantasy.

In our story our heroine seems
To be risking erotic extremes,
But seek not in life
To find this sweet wife,
For she dares her all only in dreams.

THE GAME

To my husband I’ve always been true,
But there’s something we both want to do,
It’s our shared fantasy
That he’ll watch men do me,
So we’re bidding my virtue adieu.

He likes to play cards with the guys,
This gives me a chance to surprise,
When I get to sit in
A strip game I’ll begin,
And wager myself as the prize.

While blackjack my Hubby’s friends play,
I sit in while he steps away,
They laugh at my quip,
“Let’s play loser strip!”
Then say that they’re in ‘all the way’.

I agree that I’ll play ‘all the way’
And the loser a forfeit must pay,
I’m willing to dare
But, so the game’s fair,
All three guys the same hand will play.

While the guys said that they could excuse
Paying forfeit to them if I choose,
For our fantasy’s sake
It’s a risk I must take,
And I secretly hope that I lose!

For the forfeits: If they lose to me
Then it’s bound, gagged and pegged each will be,
But, if to them I lose
Then, stripped down to my shoes,
I’ll be giving it up to all three.

I envision myself, if I win,
All dressed up as a domme to begin
To punish boys naughty
For being so haughty,
As to tempt a ‘good wife’ into sin.

“Strip blackjack will be naughty fun
Like nothing that I’ve ever done,
With my husband’s OK
We can play ‘all the way’,
But, please, just don’t tell anyone.”

“I’m placing myself at your service
And trying hard not to be nervous,
If you win this affair
I will be your stud mare,
While Hubby is there to observe us.”

Now my husband’s three friends very sweetly
Promise me that they’ll play me discreetly,
That, if I lose this game
I’ll go down without shame,
Ravished sweetly, discreetly, completely.

But, frightened by imagination
I suddenly feel trepidation,
Will our sex fantasy
Lead to ruin for me,
Or sexual emancipation?

While I’ve lost this hand, it shouldn’t hurt
'Cause I’m still just an innocent flirt,
I can still always stop
So, I’ll strip off my top,
I can live with just losing my shirt!

Though I’m filled with excitement and dread,
I still pull my top over my head,
But it’s so hard to doff
While they chant, “Take it off!”
That we laugh as my face blushes red!

I’ve just lost the first hand and my top
And I stand and smile letting it drop,
Though I’m trembling, it’s fun
So, 'til someone has won,
I don’t see any reason to stop.

There’s still one last thing that I don’t know,
Just how far am I willing to go?
Would I dare stripping nude?
Am I going to get screwed?
Will I play to the end of the show?

That I'd lose at the game was my plan
And then put on a show for my man,
But now, scared and shaken
To be stripped and taken,
I should just quit the game while I can.

On my shoulders my hopes and my fears
Take turns whispering into my ears,
If I’m always afraid
Hubb won’t see me get laid,
So, play on with three cute volunteers!

I trembled since losing my shirt
Now this hand has cost me my skirt,
I stand to unzip it
Bend over to strip it,
Displaying my breasts like dessert.

We have only had two hands of play
Yet I’m stripped down to my lingerie,
I say, “Let’s take a break
We’ll have coffee I’ll make,
While my fears I attempt to allay.”

I need time to recover my poise
With a tease everybody enjoys,
Serving coffee this way
Is a taste of foreplay,
For my Hubby, myself and the boys.

After we take a break for a while
I can finish the evening in style,
It lets me contemplate
How I’ll embrace my fate,
Wearing only my pumps and a smile!

When they ask at a break in our play
If I still want to play ‘all the way’,
I say, “Guys, I’m still in
And, if I shouldn’t win,
Then I’ll just try to be a great lay.”

They’re excited I’ll go through with it,
That this “good wife”, though scared, wouldn’t quit,
If the cards so decree
I’ll lose my chastity,
And my Hubby will watch me submit!

Hubby bet me a dare on the side
Which could leave me with nothing to hide,
He thinks I wouldn’t dare
But I really don’t care,
For our love I would do it with pride.

As if betting my ass weren’t enough
I might finish by strutting my stuff,
For I’ve bet, if I lose,
Wearing only my shoes,
To walk home through the dark in the buff !

Who’d ever believe that I’d dare
To play cards in my underwear?
With my husband’s support
I will be a good sport,
While risking my sweet derriere.

As we start back I now think I know
Just how far I’d be willing to go,
Sacrificed like a dove
On the altar of love,
I’d lie naked in love’s afterglow.

I blush as my camisole’s lost
My modesty’s paying the cost,
But I’ll just get a grip
Do a one-handed strip,
Then play on with my fingers crossed.

While embarrassed to sit here red-faced,
If I chickened out I’d feel disgraced,
I can’t look at the guys
So, I just close my eyes,
And then strip myself down to my waist.

My sweet one-handed camisole peel
Soon became quite a frustrating deal,
Just one hand wouldn’t do
So, I had to use two,
While the guys all enjoyed the reveal!

But now that my breasts are displayed
I feel both exposed and dismayed,
When I think what may come
My poor mind just goes numb,
My husband may see me get laid!

To modestly cover my breast
I hold my cards close to my chest,
But, if my tap pants fall
I’ll play nude and risk all,
My virtue to put to the test.

While I struggle with my modesty
All the guys want a good look at me,
So, they ask me to dance
Wearing just my tap pants,
But my striptease makes them wait and see!

I’ve busted and put down my hand,
To strip off my panties I’ll stand,
And I blush just to think
Of my ass, bare and pink,
Exposed to the fate they have planned.

My undies at last I must yield
Right down to my shoes I’ll be peeled,
And our three friends will see
All that they want of me,
My charms to their view all revealed.

Now my breasts with my arms I conceal
As I stand and plead in mock appeal,
“Must I really strip bare?”
They laugh, “Yes, if you dare!”
So, I turn my back to them to peel.

I’m so nervous that I start to freeze,
But the guys seem to love my striptease,
When they beg me to strip
Teasing, slowly I slip,
My pink tap pants right down to my knees.

As my end game appears to begin
And the men see what they played to win,
They gaze at their prize
With fire in their eyes,
When the next hand is played I’m all in.

In shock at my nude circumstance
I step out of my underpants,
With my body exposed
By the game I proposed,
I’m down to my very last chance.

I’m a prize that’s about to be won
And I’m wondering “What have I done?”
While I’m standing here nude
By four men being viewed,
I’m aroused and I’m scared and it’s fun!

My panties are lost and I’m nude,
At risk of a fate more than lewd,
One more loss means for me
That my husband will see,
By three friends his wife being screwed.

For my Hubby I’ve come to this pass
The next hand we will play for my ass,
And I’ll do it in style
Wearing pumps and a smile,
If I lose, then I’ll go down with class.

“As I give up to you my tap pants,
I would double my bet for a chance
To get even and quit
And avoid the forfeit,
So the stakes I will gladly enhance.”

“If I win the next hand, I propose
That I put back on all of my clothes,
We will then end the game
Without forfeit or shame,
We’ll be even at evening’s close.”

“If I lose, double forfeit I’ll pay,
Both tonight and the next time you play,
Drinks and snacks I’ll serve nude
'Til it’s time to be screwed,
Then gangbang me; I’ll be yours to lay!”

They conferred, and replied in this way,
“With two changes, your terms are OK,
Win or lose, we will do
A nude portrait of you,
As a prize, we’ll keep your lingerie.”

I said, “Thank you, guys, you’ve got a bet!
I’ll pose nude for you without regret,
For your wall on display
With my lost lingerie,
Hang my portrait so you won’t forget!”

Now my Hubby will deal the last hand,
If I lose, then two gangbangs are planned,
It cost my lingerie
And nude portrait to say,
If I win, the game ends as we stand.

Now to stand or to hit I must choose,
Since I’ve lost everything but my shoes,
If I bust from a hit
Then my virtue’s forfeit!
But I won’t get cold feet if I lose.

Hubby dealt me a ten and a three,
While his hand showed a Queen we could see,
So I asked for a card
But he hit me too hard,
And the Jack that he dealt busted me.

While playing strip blackjack was fun,
My wager has left me undone,
For my husband’s delight
I’m a hotwife tonight,
Still, somehow, I feel that I’ve won!

THE FORFEIT

At strip blackjack I’ve been fairly won,
So it’s time with the guys to have fun,
Now by raising my arms
I can show them my charms,
Which are theirs to enjoy ‘til they’re done.

I give Hubby my last chaste wife’s kiss
As I wonder how I’ll get through this,
Then they lead me to bed
Where I stand, filled with dread,
Like I’m at the edge of an abyss.

Then my mind just turns back to the guys
As I look into three pairs of eyes,
And the kindness I see
Makes me hope I can be,
Even better than they fantasize.

My forfeit is now to begin,
I watch the men strip for their win,
And I wonder in shock
As I see each stiff cock,
Just how will I work them all in?

Overcome by my nerves and my fears
I tremble and break into tears,
I’m aroused, but afraid
That the plan that I made,
Is more challenging than it appears.

My forfeit and total exposure
Have caused me a loss of composure,
But my Hubby’s sweet smile
Helps me do this in style,
Embracing complete self-disclosure.

I’ve surrendered myself to the guys,
But when they see the tears in my eyes,
They say, “It’s OK,
You don’t have to pay,"
I just smile and say, “Come claim your prize.”

While my tears show my boldness is shaken,
My desire has my virtue forsaken,
To my husband I cry,
“Tell your good girl goodbye,
Then just watch your new hotwife awaken!”

Then I smile and I hold out my hand
To a guy who seems to understand,
Though this moment is fraught
And my nerves may be taut,
Yet, my body is his to command.

I’m naked and laid on a bed,
My legs now wide open I spread,
Gazing into my eyes
Is the first of three guys,
Who’ll make me a lady well-bred.

When he kissed me my lips opened wide,
And, inviting his tongue deep inside,
Upon feeling his kiss
Yielded my clitoris,
“Oh, please take me,” my heart softly sighed.

I ask Hubby of our fantasy,
“Is this really what you want to see?”
I feared he’d be in shock
But he’s stroking his cock,
Getting off on his friends fucking me!

Hubby gives me a nod and a smile,
Then I just close my eyes for a while,
This guy’s tongue feels so good
That I think that I should
Just relax and enjoy this lifestyle.

I was nervous and shy at the start
But his gentle tongue makes fear depart,
It’s my virtue’s downfall
As I’ll give up my all,
From my mouth, pussy, ass and my heart!

His tongue’s giving me such intense pleasure
That I want to give measure for measure,
I tell him, “Sixty-nine
Would be really divine,
You can fuck my face, dear, at your leisure!”

I’m losing all my inhibition
As we assume our new position,
It’s a mutual treat
As each other we eat,
While Hubby loves my exhibition!

Now train sixty-nine’s leaving the station
We'll be cumming to our destination,
Three with cocks I tumesce
Ride the 'Hotwife Express',
As I pull the train to consummation!

Looking into each man’s eyes I learn
We’ve all reached the point of no return,
I see each guy's desire
And it sets me afire,
I ask each man to take me in turn.

Hubby’s watching me closely to see
That his friends make a vixen of me,
My eyes close; we begin,
The first guy's cock slides in,
And I moan as a vixen set free.

As a hotwife I could not be rated
’Til my Hubby sees me penetrated,
So he now will see three men
Fill my pussy with semen,
’Til I’m dripping with cum, satiated.

When they ask me to give up my ass
I say, “Take it from me, I’m your lass,”
So they lube me before
They come in my back door,
Where my fantasies they all surpass.

He takes time with me as we begin
'Til my ass yields to let the head in,
Then I gasp, “It’s OK,”
And slide down all the way,
And I soon go where I’ve never been.

It’s much too intense to be dreaming,
“Oh, fuck me! Oh, fuck me!” I’m screaming,
Hubby moans while I shout
As they wear my ass out,
He’s loves how I’m taking this reaming!

These three men are so strong and so tender
Through this night of our passion and splendor,
That I’m fucked nearly senseless
'Til, completely defenseless,
Both my body and soul I surrender.

From my mouth, pussy, ass and my heart,
Sharing love to fill me in each part,
They do me lovingly
As my Hubby can see,
In each kiss to the end from the start.

Hubby trusts me so much that he’s dared
To risk seeing me with his friends shared,
Then, to see me undone
By three men, not just one,
When my strip blackjack loss left me bared.

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