"Simple rules!" Frank started. "I'll start and pass the deck along. We shuffle and draw three cards. If there's a picture card – that's one item of clothing. And aces are 'get out of jail free'. If you get one you can use it to wipe out one picture, or keep it until you need it."
A few of us cheered. Old Gus looked a little uncomfortable but he was in. Catherine was blushing. She was still beside Frank and he put his arm around her. "Is this okay, love?" he asked her kindly, and she nodded.
"I don't mind. I’ve actually played this game before," she said sweetly and we all cheered again, which caused her blush to deepen as she finished the last of her wine.
Frank shuffled and drew a jack, a three and a six, and he stripped off his shirt. Andy drew nothing and Ken drew an ace. Arthur lost his shoes and Gus reluctantly parted with his shirt. I drew blank and then Keith and Dennis both lost their footwear. Len lost the hat he'd found to make up his four items, and Catherine's first card was a king, which brought another cheer, but her third card was an ace. She was wriggling excitedly and blushing and giggling as she pushed the cards along to Frank. And when she settled we had a fine view of the white lacy triangle between her legs.
Frank turned the cards and found the twos and threes. He put them aside and shuffled then he drew again and lost his t-shirt. Andy drew nothing again and Ken lost his ace. Arthur drew a pair of kings and we all laughed. He stood proudly and tossed his shirt into the ring and then he casually dropped his shorts and tossed them in too. A couple of us were virtually rolling around as he stood there posing in his big white underpants with what appeared to be a semi-erect member poking at them.
Gus took the cards and got us going again. He lost his t-shirt. I drew a queen that time and lost my sandals. Keith drew nothing and Dennis lost his shirt. Len drew an ace and passed the cards along to his wife. There was a collective groan when she turned up a six and another when she turned a four, but we erupted at the queen she turned up last.
Catherine squealed and tried to argue. “But it’s a queen and I she shouldn't have to strip for a lady!”
The chant went up and she gave in. She got up onto her knees and quite defiantly she reached up under her skirt and peeled her little panties down. It was quick and subtle but as she slipped them from her ankles we got a little flash of her pussy.
Frank discarded the fours and fives then he drew a seven, an ace and a king. Andy drew two pictures and lost his shirt and sunglasses. Ken turned up a jack and lost his shoes. Arthur put on a show for us. He was down to his underpants and he drew a nine and then a ten, but his last card was a queen.
The chant went up and he stood proudly again. Catherine had her hands clasped over her face but she was watching. He peeled them down and his big old cock sprung forward and levered there for all to see. He twirled his underpants and flung them onto the pile of clothes and we all cheered. Then he sat back down making no attempt at modesty.
Gus was next and he lost his shorts. He wasn't really comfortable and we let him off quietly. I was next and I lost my shirt. Keith drew blank again and Dennis went down to his swimmers. Len was holding an ace and he lost that and his shirt as well. Catherine drew a big, nervous breath and turned up a king and two sevens.
The cheer went up again and then the chant. She lifted her little top and tossed it in, defying us again with her ease, and my cock flexed at the sight of her nipples poking through the pretty white lace of her bra. She was laughing and giving back any banter with interest but her legs had strayed a little and all of us sitting opposite had another good, long look at her pink little slit.
Frank sorted the sixes and sevens and he lost his shorts. Andy drew three picture cards and lost everything. Catherine squealed and we all laughed and cheered. He stood and pulled his shorts and boxers down and dropped them on the pile. I guess he was a bit smaller than the average man but his balls were huge. He was blushing.
Ken finally lost his shirt and Arthur was sitting there naked so he passed the deck along. I think old Gus just wanted to get it over with but he only drew one picture and an ace. I lost my shorts and they went at me over the bulge in my swimmers. Keith lost his shirt and Dennis lost his swimmers. He stood and dropped them and his cock sprung forth, horizontal and bulging with veins. He was grinning at Catherine and she was trying not to look at it but her eyes and her blush defied her.
Len drew two kings and lost everything. His wife laughed and he reminded her it was her turn.
"But I think I'm getting tired now," she tried playfully, and she was swamped with cheers and jeers. We all settled down for her draw though. Her first card was a king and she squealed.
"There's the bra," Arthur called out. His cock was fully erect and she looked over at him and bit down on her smile. She then turned an ace and we all groaned as one.
"Go the jack!" Dennis cheered and she glanced over at him. He was also fully erect. She took a deep breath and turned her third card. It was a ten and she picked it up and kissed it.
Frank sorted the eights from the deck. He lost his underpants and his big curved erection levered at his waist. Ken broke even and passed the deck to Gus. He drew two tens and an ace and passed it to me. I lost my swimmers and passed it to Keith, who lost his shorts. Catherine picked up the cards and shuffled them.
"Definitely get some titty here," Ken grinned, and she smiled as she looked around at us all sitting quietly. She then turned up a ten, jack, king. "And some pussy," Ken added mildly.
The mood had suddenly shifted and we all waited while she collected the cards and placed them in front of Frank. "Do you want to stand up so we can see you properly?" he asked her.
"Okay," she said shyly and she stood. "Do you men want me to take off my bra first or my skirt?" she then asked sweetly. Her blush had faded and she stood looking around at us with her hands behind her back, and she was biting down on a cheeky little grin.
Ken and Keith were stripping out of the rest of their clothes, which only left old Gus in his underpants. Most of us were erect and Frank and Arthur were both feeling their cocks.
“Let’s have a look at your tits first,” Frank said.
Catherine blushed. “Okay then,” she uttered and she fiddled with the clasp behind her back. She released it and caught her bra with her other arm, then she slowly peeled it away and dropped it on the floor before placing her arms behind her back again, and she kind of rolled her shoulders back and slowly turned back and forth, showing us all her breasts.
"Fuck they're nice!" Keith groaned. His cock was solid and his fist was closed around it.
Catherine blushed a little deeper as she looked down at his hand. "It looks like you need somewhere to put that," she said sweetly. And she smoothed her hands down her thighs and then lifted the hem of her skirt just enough that we could see her pussy. "Maybe in here," she uttered, then she peered around at us all – smiling through her blush.
“Or maybe you would all like to,” she added softly. “You can all take turns having sex with me if you want.”
Frank's hand appeared between her thighs and he stroked up until his fingertips cut into her. She touched his head, weaving her fingers into his hair while she held the front of her skirt up with her other hand. He searched up further and forced his middle finger up inside of her.
Catherine's eyes closed and slowly opened. She bit down on her smile and peered around at us all again. Frank was gently working his finger in and out, and she was just watching us all while he did that. Her mouth opened as if she was about to speak but she didn't. Her eyes closed again and she ground herself down as Frank forced a second finger up her wet little hole. He only felt up inside of her though, and then he withdrew and rubbed her juices into her folds.
Frank took her hand and led her away. She was peering back over her shoulder at us all following. He led her into the main bedroom and we crowded in behind her.
"Let’s put this on," Frank said to her.
There were two silk scarves lying across his bed and he gave
her one to hold while he tied the other around her eyes. "Lie back for me, love," he said softly, and he guided her back onto the bed.
Catherine's fingers were clutching the scarf and the bed-sheet. Frank was kneeling over her and fumbling with the little zipper at her hip. He undid it and then gripped the fabric and ripped her skirt completely open. He pulled it from beneath her and tossed it against the wall then spread her legs and ate into her pussy.
We all edged around the walls. There was one couch, and old Gus sat there, still in his underpants. The rest of us were erect and most of us were working our cocks.
Frank was licking and sucking into her. He had her legs up and open wide, and his big, thick fingers were spreading her folds and working over her little clitty. His other hand was massaging the massive head of his cock, and suddenly he was up on top of her and jamming it up her.
Catherine writhed up against him. There was about nine inches of meat filling her and she split herself over it while Frank wound the other scarf around her wrists. He tied it quickly and pinned her hands into the pillow then he started fucking her hard and fast.
He pounded her and surged up into her and blew his load. He thrust his hips a few more times, emptying the last of it into her, then he looked back over his shoulder.
"Who's next?"
Arthur stepped forward and Frank got up off of her. Catherine lay there with her legs still spread while Arthur adjusted the scarf around her wrists and tied the end of it to the bed post. He then lay down on top and sunk his cock into her.
She immediately ground herself up against him and he worked her to an orgasm then started fucking her solidly. Frank collapsed into the couch beside old Gus and we all sort of shuffled along a bit. It seemed the order would be the way we happened to line up.
Arthur was getting close and Catherine still seemed to be in the throws of an orgasm. She was convulsing beneath him and suddenly he was still and pressed firmly up into her. We could see his old balls were tight, and the way his butt was quivering he was obviously injecting more sperm into her.
He collapsed on top of her and Keith tapped him on the shoulder. Arthur still had his cock in her, and he worked it in and out a few times before getting up off her. Keith then helped her up onto her elbows and knees. He knelt behind her and positioned the head of his cock then he lay over her back and impaled her with it.
Catherine's head rocked forward. Her face was pressed against the pillow and the guy on her back was humping her forcefully. He wasn't holding her. He was supporting himself on his hands and knees and the only part of his body touching her was his cock. He rocked her back and forth with his thrusts until his face contorted and then he was pressed up against her ejaculating.
“Mmm – that feels nice,” Catherine uttered, still blind-folded but peering back over her shoulder. “I like it from behind like that,” she said. “I like being mounted.”
He straightened and withdrew a little, squeezing off the last of his cum, and then he sunk his cock back into her again and felt up beneath for her tits. She lifted as far as she could and mashed her tits into his hands while he ate into her neck. "Are you ready for the next guy?" he breathed into her hair, and she nodded.
"Any way he wants me," Catherine uttered, and Keith pumped her a few times then withdrew his fully erect cock and edged back away from her.
"Any way I want?" Andy asked her. He had moved in behind and he was fingering her pussy and working the juices up into her other little hole.
Catherine rubbed her head back up against his chest and uttered softly, "But don't cum in me there please? Not if you’re going to have turns doing it."
He had the tip of his finger in and he was working her open. Frank opened the dresser drawer and tossed him a condom, and he bit it open and rolled it onto his little cock. "I'm using a rubber, okay?" he whispered to her and he slipped his cock into her pussy while forcing his thumb up her ass.
She leaned forward and offered herself to him. She clung to the pillow and he pressed the head of his cock to her tiny little hole and opened her. Then he worked in a little at a time until he was fully up her, and he started fucking her. He shifted her legs wider and reached beneath to work her clit but he was soon beyond that and he held to her hips and pumped her until he erupted.
He slumped over her back, spent and shaking. He lay there for a while with his cock still up her arse, and then he lifted himself and carefully pulled back while holding onto the condom. His huge balls were purple and the condom was half full of cum. He edged around beside her and she lay over onto her side as he smoothed the scarf up from her eyes and kissed her.
She looked down at the condom as he carefully pulled it off his dick.
"Do you want me to taste it?" she asked shyly. “Do you want to pour it in my mouth?”
Andy smiled.
He pinched the end of the condom and tipped it up.
"Open up then," he said, and Catherine looked across at us all as she opened her mouth. Andy then poured his cum onto her tongue, and we watched her slender neck move as she swallowed.
"Now suck me clean," he said to her, and she lifted and took his soft cock into her mouth.
Her husband was climbing onto the bed behind her, and while she sucked on Andy's cock he started fucking her. Andy pulled back and Catherine lay there on her side with her eyes closed and her fingers winding into the silk scarf.
Len lifted her leg so we could watch his cock ramming in, and out of her and he worked his free hand beneath and around to massage her clit. He had her writhing back onto his shaft, and he worked her through another orgasm before pumping his load up into her.
Dennis was next and he asked for a condom. Catherine got up onto her elbows and knees. He moved in behind her and gently slid his cock into her ass. He was bigger than Andy but he went very slowly until she settled. Then he lay over her back and humped her until he came.
Catherine had worked loose from the scarf around her wrists, and she sat up a little for him as he edged around in front of her. His load wasn't as heavy as Andy's but when he'd poured it into her mouth he pushed the condom trough with his fingers and she sucked that into her mouth as well.
Ken and I were both working our cocks and Ken stepped up first. He smoothed the matted hair from Catherine's forehead and she gave him a little smile as she took the head of his cock into her mouth.
His head rocked back immediately and she'd only bobbed back and forth a few times before she was swallowing his semen.
I was close and I lined up with old Gus beside me working his cock through his underpants. Catherine wiped her lips on the back of her hand and opened up for me. I placed the head of my cock on her tongue and shot my load into her mouth. She waited until I'd finished then she softly kissed the head of my cock and sucked the last of my cum out of it.
Old Gus was getting anxious and Catherine smiled over at him. He had his cock out, and although it wasn't exactly erect, it was a good size. He stroked her hair and pulled her mouth onto it, and immediately he let out a loud groan and started jerking his hips.
Catherine sucked him dry and she kept softly nibbling and kissing his old cock until Frank touched her shoulder from behind and guided her back onto the bed.
He opened her legs and sunk his cock into her sopping pussy and started fucking her slowly and forcefully. Catherine clung to his back and he fucked her through another orgasm before he pumped that load into her belly.
Arthur came back from the kitchen and handed her a glass of water. She accepted it and thanked him, and she took a little sip and placed it on the nightstand. She was soaked in our sweat and her face was hot and red.
"Are you okay?" Arthur asked kindly. He'd remained sitting beside her and was stroking her thigh softly.
"I don't think I can feel very much now but you can keep having turns with me if you want," she answered and she smiled lightly as she peered around at us.
"Are you sure, love?" Arthur went on, stroking hair from her face. His other h
and was squeezing his erection.
Catherine nodded and she watched Arthur’s hand as it closed over her breast. He worked one and thumbed the nipple for a while then he moved to the other while Keith and Andy both stroked their cocks.
Arthur moved her leg aside and lay down on top of her. She reached back and held onto the bed head, and he fucked her slowly for a while then he lost it and started pounding her limp body until he was jammed up her and ejaculating.
He rolled off and Catherine lay there staring up at the ceiling while the other two had their turn. They had both been jerking off watching Arthur, and they more or less lay on her, humped a few times, and pumped their cum into her.
Frank kind of herded us out after Andy had finished and an hour or so later Catherine came out to give us all a little kiss goodnight. She had bathed and she left us swimming in the beautiful scent of her perfume.
The next morning I slept until eleven and found Ken watching out the kitchen window. Apparently Frank had left for the city with Keith and Andy, and Arthur had gotten a lift with Dennis. Len was sitting there on the deck in a chair and Catherine was bent over behind him snuggling into his neck. Her little dress wasn't long enough though, and Ken and I enjoyed the nice view of her well-fucked little pussy.
"Did they do her again this morning?" I asked.
"No. We tried but she said she wanted a rest.”
I poured my coffee. "So, how long are they staying?"
"Until next weekend,” Ken answered with a yawn.
“Her husband's talking about taking her to a bar or maybe one of those adult theatres down town tomorrow or the night after.
“I said we'd show them around."
Gentlemen’s Club Rules
The unexpected arrival of Uncle Ken's two children had cooled things off a bit. They were a boy and girl in their early teens with the girl clinging to Catherine and the boy wanting to tag along behind her husband and I. They wanted nothing to do with their father and he seemed to be the only one getting any peace.
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