Story 201 Stripping XXX – Totally Sexy.

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Hi from Joyce.

        I know two others have covered what happened during the game Stripping XX so I will just confine myself to telling you what happened to me. I want to tell you because I notice this has not been included in the other stories. Like others, playing this game had been a fantasy of mine. Of course, when Donald and Paula were given the board game, we played that, but just the stripping version until everyone got naked. That was fun for a few times but this time it promised to go way beyond just stripping.

        Of course, the stripping part had to come first. Having this handsome Indian guy Hamza, removing my clothes was sexy too. The plan was that whenever there was a strip demand made on us, we would each take one article off our partner. So, while Hamza was getting me naked, I was getting him there too. That was fun, there was more than just taking clothes off, we got into a bit of touching each other too.
       I was fascinated by these Indian men. Until  I came on this trip, I had only really seen a naked Indian girl close up and the naked Indian men at the Island Resort. Now on this trip to India, I got to play with some sexy Indian guys too. I loved seeing them naked, viewing their dark bodies. Most of the men were much darker than the woman. Now I was playing this game with this handsome one, about my own age too.

        The game started like an ordinary game with just stripping off each other's clothing and now we had got to the point where my tits were about to be revealed. I turned towards him and Hamza reached for the clip between my breasts. It was undone but he still held it in place. I knew he was playing with me, teasing all those watching too. Then he pulled it open, the cups falling from my breasts as the straps pulled from my shoulders. 
        My chest was bare and open for him. Like others had done with their partners, Hamza’s hands went straight for my tits, naughty boy, giving them a good feel up too. I was Ok with that. It was sexy and by then I was totally turned on. After he had played for a short while, I reached for his shirt, undoing the buttons and taking it off. Then it was my turn to play with a chest, run my hands over the smooth, firm skin of his chest. Feeling and playing with the little hard buds of his man-nipples too. Nice, I couldn’t wait to see more and do more with him. Yes, you are right, I knew this game would end in sex and I fully intended getting my pussy full of Indian cock, hopefully, the one sitting next to me.

       The game continued with me now just wearing the tiniest bikini bottom I had. I knew one more demand on us and we’d both be naked with this horny guy sitting next to me doing some pussy exploring. That thought was a turn-on but so was the thought that I’d get to discover what was making that obvious bulge in his shorts and do some exploring there too.

      Soon it happened, there was another demand on us. He was ready to expose me but I got in first.

      “You first,” I told him with a cheeky grin.

      “I was expecting you…..”

      “I know you were but we’ve changed this time,” I laughed.
      "Are you in a hurry, Joyce?" Mike asked.
      "Sure I am," I replied. "Can't wait to get my hands on some hard Indian cock."
      That surprised them all. I'm a bit surprised I said it too.

      He was surprised but stood up in front of me. I’d heard the girls talking about how these Indian guys weren’t used to women being bold and open concerning their sexual feelings and desires. They get shocked when a woman tells them how it’s going to go. Shanti also said it becomes a challenge for them and a sexual turn-on too when they get used to it.  

        I pulled at his shorts, sliding them down until it was revealing some of his cock. More and more came into view until he sprung free. Oh, nice one. My hands went straight for it. I didn’t bother pulling his shorts down any further. I didn’t bother taking them off, he did that later himself, I just went for his cock. Taking it with one hand wrapping around the hard shaft, the other hand going for the head. He was nice and hard, ready to go. As I rolled his head between my fingers a noticed a drop of pre-cum appeared. 
       It was at that point I gave them all another surprise. I leant forward and licked up that drop of pre-cum with my tongue. He felt that as his cock gave a massive jerk. Oh, yes! He was right ready for pussy. My pussy!

       Talking about pussy, now it was time for my pussy to be revealed. Yes, I was still bare and shaven down there. I knew it had attracted some attention from the Indian men so I’d kept it that way while we’d been in India. Seeing my light skin bare and smooth. Seeing the whole length of my cunt lips openly exposed. I know they all noticed it. Now it was time for me to reveal it all again.

        Hamza reached for my bikini bottom, pulling it down as my pussy area came into view. He got my bikini to about my knees before he couldn't resist, his hands went in for a play. Fingers running down my lips, a hand gripping the whole curve of my mound. Fingers pressing in, then bursting through my lips. He pressed in deep. Oh, it felt good. I didn’t realise how turned on I was until I felt his fingers slipping in and out of my slippery, wet cunt.

       He was finger fucking me. Fingers pressing in, then dragging back out, up over the hard bud of my clitty. I began to get light-headed and reach for his head for support. It felt good, very good! I began to think he might be trying to get me off. I was fine with that too. Having a big juicy orgasm why all these people watched. Why not? I’d have more fun than they would, anyway.

       But it didn’t happen like that because Amita pulled us back to reality and the game continued. Spoilsport, Amita!

        One of the first sexual things we had to do was Hamza playing with my tits. It seems that every pair playing got asked this demand, in this case, it came from David and Mandara. It was the same with his instructions, “Do anything you like Hamza but you can only touch Joyce’s tits.”

        You may be thinking he has just done this a few minutes before, but this time would be different. No restrictions this time, Hamza could do what he liked to my tits.

       I turned towards him. Presenting my breasts to him. He reached straight for them. First, as he had done before, feeling and caressing them. Rubbing over my nipples, gently pulling them, rolling them between his fingers. That was good but more was to come as he leant in closer until his tongue touched the tip of a nipple. Yes, just the tip of his tongue. Just a lick, a flick really, lightly making contact with the tip of my nipple. I felt that, like a small electric shock pass between us. 

        Soon he was going for more, taking a whole nipple into his mouth, rolling over it with his tongue, sucking it. I love a guy doing that to me. In this case, considering my heightened sexual desires it felt even better. I was holding his head, pulling him in against my breasts. Eyes closed, enjoying everything he was giving me. Then he opened his mouth wider, taking all my nipple and part of my breast, sucking as he did. I love that too. Maybe I should just say I loved everything he did to my tits.

       We didn’t get much further than that before Shanti called time was up, pulling us back to the game.

        After every girl playing had had her breasts felt up, sucked and played with, things began to get really sexy. Soon the game was really living up to its name ‘Strip XXX.’ It was at about that time that Betty and Payam got a demand made on them that they each had to get someone else off orally. I think Betty was keen on the younger Indian men because she went straight for my game partner Hamza. As she came around to ‘play’ with him, I moved aside to make room for her. Then I was invited to join Payam over where he was sitting so he could get me off. Oh, way to go! I was into that too. Hamza had got me well on the way before, now his friend Payam would.

       I sat back facing him, my legs open and ready. The demand called for him to eat someone’s pussy. He had selected me so there was no point being shy about it. Get open and ready so he could get on with it.

       He reached for me with his fingers, obviously fascinated with my bald beaver. Just a few rubs and he discovered how wet Hamza had made me. Now he had moved in closer. Two hands reaching for me, pulling me open to expose my inner lips. He must have seen how wet I was. Dripping wet and ready. Now his head moved forward and I watched as his tongue reaching to make the first contact. I felt the warm softness, a wet lick up the length of my pussy lips. I felt his return lick, then upward again.

       It was about that time that I fell back on the mat, eyes closed as I enjoyed what he was doing. My legs were wide open, he was kneeling between them, bending down to eat me. It was amazing what he was doing. My heightened sexual desire could only build with that. I knew where he was going with this. I wanted that too. Well, the demand did say to get her off, get me off, in fact. He worked over my pussy, quite skillfully actually. He had started with licks and pressing his tongue in between my lips. Suddenly he changed to sucking, his lips gripping the flesh of my pussy lip, sucking on it. That was it, I knew he would push me over my climax.

       In the last moments before my climax, I felt someone behind me. Someone, a woman picked up my head and rested it in her lap while a hand, a woman’s hand, reached for my nipple. I looked up for a moment into Betty’s smiling face as my orgasm burst over me. It was a big one! They say I really made a noise as I went off. All I can remember is the waves of excitement, surging through me, filling me with the joys of sexual orgasm.

        Donald tried to complain saying it wasn't fair since Betty helped.

        “You behave yourself,” Betty told him. “Or I’ll come over there and get you off, over my knee.”

        We all laughed at that as the protest was forgotten and the game continued. Pity, it might have been funny to see Donald getting his arse whacked.

        I was watching Sairu moving their counter. They landed on a chance square. When Brian picked up the chance card it was our colour. I saw them talk for a minute quietly. Of course, others, both players and spectators were making suggestions but in the end, Sairu and Brian chose themselves.

       “Our demand is being made on Joyce,” Brian began.

       I looked at Hamza beside me but he was smiling.

       “We want you to select two players. Any players, male or female,” Sairu said. “Hamza is going to take mango jam and rub it over your breasts and pussy. Then the two players you select will lick it off.”

       'Oh wow!' I thought. 'Who did I want to do that?' 
       I looked around the circle. There were some sexy guys there. Anyone of them would be keen to lick my pussy and suck my tits. I’d be keen for anyone of them too. Then my gaze turned to young Kalki, that shy, pretty girl who had been in all the action earlier in the afternoon. Why not two women I thought?

       “Ok,” I began. “I want two girls. I choose Kalki and Sairu.”

       Did that surprise a few people? Surprised the two girls most of all. They were certainly surprised but both agreed to do it. I moved from our position in the game to the forfeit mat. Hamza followed me, kneeling beside me while I lay on my back. He pushed into the jar of jam Hansini gave him, taking a lump of the jam with his fingers. He came straight to my left breast, first applying the jam to my nipple before rubbing it over much of my breast. Oooh! That was cold at first but felt better as he rubbed it in. He then repeated the process with my right breast.

        Now the third blob was headed for my pussy. I opened my thighs to allow him access. He first applied it to the top before rubbing it all over my bare pussy lips, the smooth pubic area and even the inside of my upper thighs. He did a good job too, better than was actually required to meet the demand with his fingers rubbing the smooth cool jelly over my sensitive pussy parts. Who would say no to that? When his fingertips pressed in between my open lips I even considered this might lead to an orgasm but then he stopped, moving back from me, his job done.

        The two girls were beside me now and others had moved over to watch. I don’t know how they decided but Sairu went for my chest and Kalki was kneeling between my legs. I knew this was going to be good so I lay back on the mattress with my eyes closed, waiting for them to begin, determined I would enjoy it.

        Up top Sairu began on my right breast as she had been sitting opposite Hamza, watching him apply the jam. She first made a few laps over the swelling shape, taking up any jam with a sweep of her tongue. She worked around my breast, leaving the peak and my nipple until last. Finally, her tongue brushed over my nipple, first a lick over the top and then licks around it. Oh, that felt good. She knew exactly what she was doing to me as her tongue licked around and over my nipple, lapping up the last of the jam before taking me into her mouth for a quick suck.

       Soon she had moved to my other breast, my other nipple, doing the same there as well. Starting on my breast before moving to my nipple. Again, she took her time, obviously enjoying what she was doing. I must say, I was enjoying it too, her tongue licking over my nipple felt amazing. I couldn’t help allowing a moan to escape my lips.

       I think that was what took things to a higher level because now two hands came to my breast, grasping it, shaping it into a cone as her lips slipped over my nipple. I felt the warmth of her mouth, felt as she began to suck.

      Meanwhile, down below Kalki was busy too. She had kneeled between my thighs, pulling them further open to get to my pussy. I felt her touch me, first getting the jam on one thigh before moving to ‘clean’ the other thigh. The licks of her tongue against the soft, sensitive flesh there felt amazing. She was taking her time, in no hurry to move to the main event, my pussy.

       Finally, she did, she came to ‘cleaning’ the last of the jam, the blob smeared all over my pussy mound. She moved her face down until her tongue could touch me there and she began with long slow upward licks. Her tongue wiping over the sensitive skin as she lapped up the jam. Systematically she worked over my pussy area, steadily wiping up the jam until I was thoroughly clean.

        But she didn’t stop there, her tongue working at my pussy lips had made them swell and opened. First, she was pressing between them with her tongue and then she used her fingers to pull me open further, going in deeper with her licks.

        I must admit that by then I was totally turned-on by this. My juice was flowing and I began giving little humps back at her and making soft moaning noises. Yes, you guessed it. I was close again. Sairu had finished with my tits and was now sitting back watching what her friend was doing to me.

        In fact, everyone was watching this hot show unfolding in front of them. Later, my husband said it was so hot no one could take their eyes away. I don’t know about that but what she was doing to my pussy was certainly hot for me. By now I was almost there, bucking around under her so she had to reach out and hold me by my hips. They say I was crying out too, becoming very vocal.

        Then it happened! My cum hit me. A big one too. Powerful surges, going on and on as she continued working my clitty. It was the totally ultimate pleasure, my mind completely drawn into the orgasm, the wonderful pleasure filling my body. It was good, one of the best.

        She kept it going until I fell off my peak. She could have stopped then but she didn’t. She reached for my pussy lips again, pulling then open, exposing my erect clitty. Her face came in again, her lips closed over it and she began sucking. Oh wow! She only did that a few times and I went off again. It was another big one. So close after the first too. Nice one, girl!

        This time she didn’t keep it going. Once I hit my orgasm she withdrew from me and allowed me to recover. I lay there, breathless, as my mind and body returned to normal. I opened my eyes and looked up into her smiling face.

       Yes, she was smiling and then laughing as she asked, “Was that fun?”

       Now that was an understatement. It was more than fun.

       “It was amazing,” I told her as my hand reached to pat her on her thigh. “Thank you.”

       “You are welcome,” she smiled. “I enjoyed for doing it.”

       She bent down and kissed me, right on the lips. For a moment I got a mixed taste of pussy juice and jam, then she was gone.

       Wow! That had been one hot sex session but there were others waiting to play with me too. There were some demands made on us and we gave some sexy ones to others too. I enjoyed swapping with Katrina & Tom for oral sex. That naughty farmer was good. He knew just how and where to touch me. He knew how to rebuild my passion and sexual excitement.

      First, he worked over my body, taking the time to touch me with his tongue in places I wouldn’t have called sexy. But it was sexy, partly because it was his tongue in unexpected places and ways, partly because I knew he was steadily moving towards the more sexual areas. When he worked over my breasts I knew this was heading for another orgasm for me.

      Now, the last place left was my pussy. I thought he would move straight there but no he wanted me to work on him too. We moved into an interesting version of a 69 position. Normally, I’ve done it with either me on top or him on top. Both ways were fine and worked for me. With Tom, we did it a third way.

       He got me to lie on my side with my leg open. He lay in much the same way so we could both put our heads in, resting our heads on other partner’s lower thigh as we gave them orally. This position was surprisingly comfortable and left me a hand free to get into the fun too.

      I found myself facing that amazing little cock. He was standing up hard for me. I reached for him, grasping him and as my fingers wrapped around, he almost disappeared in my hand. I reached forward and licked over the head, lapping up a few drops of pre-cum as I went. Moving slightly closer I could reach him, lick over him and take him into my mouth. Now I was sucking to him and I hope, good for him too.

      But there was more happening than this. He was working on me too. Tongue probing into and licking over my pussy. That felt good but soon he moved to sucking on the exposed open lips. That was amazing and soon got me even more turned on. I was building, ready for another orgasm. He must have known it because he pressed in, found my clitty and sucked. That was it! I went over the top.

       I came out of my cum to realise I’d stopped sucking and playing with him and he was still there, hard in front of me. I felt I really had to return the favour and do something for him.

       I leant forward to him, taking him into my mouth, working over his balls with my hand. Sucking him for a while before pulling back to lick all over him and then going in to suck him again, was soon having an effect. I could hear him giving little moans from time to time as his climax was building. Yes, I knew it was working, I knew I was getting to him.

       He gave a deeper moan as his cock jerked. I felt the throbbing as his cock pumped cum into my mouth. I tasted the saltiness of his cum and knew it had been good for him too. Naughty Farmer!   

       When Betty and Payam had left the game to go off somewhere to finish their sex session, Hansini and Peter had formed a team to take over their position in the game. They quickly got involved in some sexy stuff too.

      They were the ones who decided it was time I enjoyed some cock in my pussy.

      “Joyce do you and Hamza want to fuck?” Peter asked me.

      “Sure, Peter,” I replied.

      “Ok, Hamza. Show that naughty girl who's the boss. Give her a good fucking.”

      A few laughed at that but I knew the man beside me fully intended to do just that and of course, I hardly need to say, I was ready for all he could give me.

      It started in a rather ordinary way, the traditional position of the man on top. I lay back on the foam as he came down on top of me. I was wet and ready with all I’d been doing so I felt only the least resistance before he was inside me. There were a few thrusts as he established his position and then he started.

       From the start, it was hard, rough sex. He was driven by the excitement, so was I. Each thrust that he pounded into me was met with one of my own. It was good sex, intense sex that we both knew could never last long. In this case that proved true too. I felt my body responding quickly to him. I could tell he was responding as well. I knew we would be climaxing quickly.

       When it came, for me it was a big one. I was so built up with the evening before this that it only could be good. My body exploded inside as the orgasm hit me. There wasn’t that long, slow enjoyable build up. It all happened so fast and before I knew it, I was over the top. It was also short lasting too, intense but very short.

        I was recovering, returning to normal when Hamza came too. He gave a gasp as his cock began filling me with cum.

       We rolled apart and I smiled at him. He was smiling too.

       “That was good,” he managed to say.

       I could just nod my head. It was good alright.      
 

      I think that was where the organised game ended and the orgy began. Amita and Steve arrived back while we were busy and quickly got into the action.

      The final session for me was when Peter and Steve teamed up with me. Oh, those guys were good and it became a full-on threesome. I knew they were both after me. Peter had openly said he was interested right back in Singapore.

       They soon had me in that classic threesome position, me on all fours, sucking a guy in front of me while the other fucked me from behind. There was a bit of reaching under me to play with my pussy too which kept me going too. It was good sex. I was having fun and I knew they were too.

       It was about that time that I noticed that there was another threesome going on beside me. Two Indian guys, Mootie and Sarvesh, had Mega on the mat and were going for it with them giving her a real good fucking. That was kind of sexy, them beside us like that.

       Things were going well, at least I thought they were when Sarvesh decided to drop in a game changer.

       “Do you want to swap, Steve?” he asked.

       “Sure,” I heard Steve reply.

        I felt the cock behind me slip out of my cunt and then moments later another one slip in. They had swapped, so where I had been filled with white cock from New Zealand, now I was enjoying black cock from India. He was doing a good job too. I’ve seen it in the Letters Books. These men swapping like that. I don’t know why but they seem to like doing it.

        Now, Sarvesh had slowed down and he reached under me to my clitty. That was another game changer for me. His cock pumping into me, his fingers working my clitty was what pushed me over into my cum. Yes, I know. You must be thinking I’ve already had too many cums but playing this game, playing with all these naughty men was totally sexy for me.

       It was a mix-up, four men and two women. Soon more had joined in. I saw Shanti and Jenny were there. Mike was with me for a while too. But with an orgy like this, it becomes a mixture of sexual partners doing a mixture of sexual things. Faces and bodies blurred into a mixture of giving and receiving sex. I’m not sure how many men took me at that time but it was all good.

       Finally, things were ending as more people retired from the action. Joseph was one of the last I was with. He suggested that I join him and Lizamoa for the night so as the party ended I was going off with him. We went to the guest house to discover Katrina and Mike in the shower already. For a few minutes, we watch him give her a wild finger fuck to a powerful orgasm before we left them, giving them space for a while before taking a shower ourselves.

       It had been a big day for everyone. After a short session between Lizamoa and I, we settled down to sleep in the early hours of the morning. I awoke late and discovered Lizamoa had left us. Lucky for me, she had left her horny husband behind. Don't worry Liz, I took good care of him or was it he took care of me. Ha! Ha!\
       So finally, I had played Strip XXX and it had been even better than I could ever imagine it could be.

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