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By Anon PIXNIX Author

My name is Bob and I'm a 23-year old Navy clerk, stationed in San Diego. I've been married for two years to a "native" San Diego girl, Donna, who is 21.
Donna is the epitome of the "California girl." At 5'5", she weighs about 120 pounds, has light- brown hair, and a real nice figure that has been appreciated by many of my Navy buddies.
It all started very innocently about 18 months ago, after I returned from a cruise. We had only been married a few months prior to my leaving and I was horny as hell when Donna met me at the docks after the ship landed. Some buddies of mine were walking by and gave us a few "words of encouragement" Donna asked me if I would like to have the guys over some evening for drinks and dinner. I asked two of the guys if they would like to stop over the next night, and we set the time at 7:00 PM.
The next night while I made the salad, Donna showered and got dressed. When she came out of the bedroom, she was beautiful! She had on a white see-through blouse over a small black bra, tight red shorts, and strappy white heels. I whistled appreciatively and asked, "What's the occasion?"
"Just want to show your friends what you have to come home too," she responded.
Jim and Warren arrived, we ate dinner, had some after- dinner drinks and rapped. Donna, while cleaning the dinner dishes, stayed involved in the conversation, even the sexual innuendoes and dirty jokes; sometimes interjecting a comment of her own. The guys seemed to be enjoying the evening and were getting relaxed around the "old married folks."
We moved to the living room and Donna asked them what their favorite game was; poker was the response. Donna said she would get the cards and the chips. We played nickel-dime for a while until Warren lost his original investment. Warren said he would have to become a spectator since he didn't have any more cash on him. Donna asked him if he wanted to play some other game and he responded (quite innocently) that all he had with him were the clothes on his back.
Much to my surprise, Donna suggested that we all play strip poker. She said that since she was the only girl she should be allowed to put back on an article of clothing if she won; while the guys would have to remove an article of clothing if they lost. I was intrigued by Donna's suggestion and excited at the possibilities of what might happen. The guys asked me if I agreed to the ground rules and I said it was fine.
Warren's luck changed immediately and we each removed our shirts. Donna removed her blouse, revealing her nice bulging tits covered by the tiny black bra I mentioned earlier. Rounds two and three, I won and everyone took off a shoe for each round. Round four was won by Jim, and Donna was forced to reveal something more substantial -- she chose to remove her bra.
As she slowly revealed her great tits, the guys tried not to stare too much, trying not to embarrass me. Her only comment was, "Don't worry, guys have been looking at me for years and a few of them got lucky enough to touch".
Donna won a couple of rounds and put on some clothes. The guys won some rounds and the game continued-the objective became to get Donna out of her clothes and I was in total agreement. So far the only thing(s) she had to show were her beautiful tits.
Finally, Donna lost her shorts. She stripped them off, revealing a pair of very tiny bikini panties. Jim and Warren commented on what a lucky guy I was and how they would like to come home to a girl like Donna every night. When it came time for Donna to give up her panties, she lay back on the floor and slowly removed them, giving Jim and Warren a "full beaver shot" of her light haired pussy.
Since none of us guys had yet lost underwear, Donna wanted to continue to play; she said that if she had to show it all so did we. She said that if she lost she would kiss the winner as payment. I won the next hand and Donna was low hand. Since we were sitting on the floor, I crawled over and lay her on her back and gave her a full French kiss while I caressed her body. Warren and Jim really liked what they saw and were eager to deal another hand, hoping they would win.
Warren won the next hand and Jim was the loser; when he stood up to remove his underwear, Out popped about nine inches of semi- hard dick. Donna cheered that now someone else was naked and "seemed to be enjoying the game."
Jim won and Donna lost the next hand. True to her word, she crawled on top of his outstretched naked body and began kissing him. At first he kept his hands in a safe position, but as Donna continued to press her naked body against his, he began to explore a little. It was obvious she was getting to him, because his dick was getting hard. When the kiss broke, Donna rose back on her knees and slid her hands down his chest, stomach and pelvis. Then she stopped and gave his dick a light, brushing kiss.
Warren finally won a hand and I lost and removed my underwear. Even though Donna wasn't the loser, she offered to pay up anyway so that everyone was equal. Warren stood up and Donna started up his legs, kissing his thighs and running her hands up his body. Quick as a flash, she grabbed his underwear and pulled it to the floor, revealing a large, thick dick, which she massaged and kissed to an upright p0sition. Then she stood up and put Warren's dick between her legs and gave him his long-awaited kiss, while she continued to massage his dick with her hips and pussy.
Someone suggested that maybe Don na would like to dance and I put on some music. As I played host, getting snacks and mixing a new round of drinks, Jim and Warren danced with Donna, all of us still naked. I watched the touching get more familiar and the kissing more lingering. I wondered just how far Donna would let the events of the evening go-so I pleaded "too drunk to stay awake" and went to the bedroom. I faked passing out and when Donna and Jim came to check on me, they declared me dead to the world.
A few minutes later, when Donna came back into the bedroom and got her bathrobe, I figured the evening was over and she was sending the guys home. I heard the moans as she reentered the living room. Then I heard some low talking but couldn't make anything out, as the music was still on.
I drifted off and when I woke up at about 2:00 A.M. the music was still playing and the lights were on. I started down the hall but stopped short when I saw Donna on all fours. Jim was fucking her cunt from the rear and Warren was fucking her mouth. I was shocked and excited but decided to watch the action rather than make an entrance.
As Warren came in Donna's mouth she licked the come from his dick like ice cream from a cone. Jim was ready to explode and started to pull out; Donna made him come in her pussy. I know from experience that Donna can milk your dick dry using her pussy muscles. The guys were obviously spent and they lay on the floor while Donna continued to hug, kiss, suck and play with them. She was really enjoying herself.
I decided to let the situation stay as it was and went back to bed. About 15 minutes later the music stopped, the door closed, and the lights went out and I heard Donna in the shower. As she crawled into bed, she asked me if I was awake. I mumbled "no" and she said that I missed the best part of the evening. I asked what she meant and she replied, "I just let two of your buddies fuck me silly and you weren't even watching!"
"We'll just have to do it all over again," I joked.
For the past year and half we have entertained many of my "buddies." Donna has a very big sexual appetite, and the body, looks, and personality to entice any male. We have lots of stories and some would make very interesting reading especially the one about Donna and my chief, but that's another story!