This may seem a bit tame to some of you, but if you have read my previous posts: "under her control", you will know why the title is relevant. To recap, briefly, ever since I was stripped and given a blow job by my father's (clothed) secretary when I was 21 I have loved being undressed or stripping myself in front of clothed women. At first this was only ever in front of my wife but her sister also got involved and this has led to one or two exciting moments for the three of us. However, back to the present; on Friday evening my wife went round to a friend's for supper. There were 4 of them having a girlie chat, a bite to eat and a few glasses (bottles?!) of wine. I dropped her off and agreed to pick her up around 11.30 - all very tame. By the time I got back it was obvious that they were all well gone and I was invited in for a small glass of wine. It was soon clear that they had had a lot to drink, had been discussing sex and that my little "foible" had formed part of the discussion! Pretty soon they were egging me on to perform for them and I must admit that I was distictly turned on at the thought of it, but these were our friends and their husband's all knew me, so I wasn't sure. It turned out that I wasn't going to have any say in the matter as my wife and the hostess started to remove my shoes and socks. They then started to unbutton my shirt as the other 2 started to chant strip, strip! I couldn't help myself. I stood up and they sat on the floor arond me as I slowly unbuttoned the shirt and threw it away. My trousers followed (thankfully without too much hopping on one leg), leaving me just in boxers with a rock hard 6" clearly visible to them all. It went very quiet as I took a deep breath and slowly peeled off the boxers to reveal a throbbing, rock hard cock which I proceeded to stroke in front of them. They just edged in closer and paid rapt attention as I slowly and deliberately pulled back the foreskin and wanked - precum started to ooze from the tip. I could see a couple of them playing with themselves through their clohes and then the hostess started to play with my balls and rake her fingernails over my stomach. That always for me and I wanked myself faster and faster until I could feel myself building to a climax with my breathing turning to groans. I told them I was cumming and they just crowded in closer as I exploded all over them to squeels of delight and approval. My wife licked me clean as the others cleaned up the mess. By now I just wanted to get my clothes on and get out of there, but they wouldn't let me and insisted that I finish my glass of wine - sat bolock naked amongst 4 clothed, horny women. It was like all my dreams come true. I could feel myself starting to rise to the occasion again, so quickly made my excuses and fled to the toilet with my clothes. When I returned my wife and the other 2 were ready for a lift home and nothing more was said until we got home - at which point my wife almost ripped my clothes off me and rode me for all she was worth. I found out later that 3 other husbands had a good night's sex that night, but there is no sign that they have any idea as to why or what happened. I have no idea whether there will ever be a repeat showing, but I live in hope!