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Jenny
by Blueboy

This is the story of a beautiful half cast Indian girl called Jenny.
She was about ten years old when I first met her, and the most
beautiful girl I had ever seen. Gerald, a friend, had recently
started a relationship with Jenny's mother, Susan, who had been a
single parent for some years. Susan was an alcoholic and Jenny
received very little love or attention from her mother.

As a favour to Gerald, I had arranged to baby sit for Jenny at my
place. They dropped Jenny off at half past seven and my wife let her
in. As we watched TV, I found myself looking more at Jenny than the
program. I was obsessed with her beauty and innocence.

Jenny was 4'10" tall and had a slim, perfect figure. Her breasts
were just forming and about the size of large eggs. Her nipples were
so dark that they were clearly visible through her white blouse.

As Gerald was planning to be back late, it had been arranged for
Jenny to spend the night at our house, and at nine o clock my wife
took her upstairs and put her to bed. I was so aroused from thinking
about Jenny that when my wife came down, I removed her underwear, sat
her on my lap and lifted the back of her skirt. I undid my trousers
so that I could fuck her gently as we watched TV. As we made love,
suddenly the door opened and in walked Jenny wearing a short white
nightdress. It was obvious that she was naked underneath because her
sparse jet-black pubes were clearly visible. She was slightly upset
at being in a strange place. She came and sat on my wife's lap and
my wife comforted her.

Jenny's nightdress had risen above her knees. I could see the
smooth skin of the inside of her thighs, and a small tuft of jet
black hair between her slender legs. This was amazing! I was still
deep inside my wife, and this beautiful young girl was sitting there
on top of us both, totally innocent and unaware. My cock was so hard
by this time and Jenny moving about on my wife's lap made the
sensation too much to bear. I suddenly began to pump my load deep
into my wife, who could obviously feel me pulsating within her. She
looked at me and smiled.

"Go into the kitchen and get yourself some juice, Jenny," my wife
said.

As Jenny left the room, my wife quickly stood up and I pushed my cock
back into my trousers. My wife took Jenny back to bed and tucked her
in again. When she returned, she said, "God, that was so
embarrassing!"

I thought to myself, 'god, that was so exciting,' but I could hardly
say that to my wife.

We went to bed about eleven and I was so aroused by what happened
earlier that I had sex with my wife three times before we went to
sleep. All I could think about was Jenny, and each time I became
aroused.

About three a.m. I woke and needed to use the toilet. I climbed
from our bed carefully so as not to wake my wife. As I crossed the
landing to the bathroom, I looked into the room where Jenny lay
sleeping. Jenny lay on the bed face down and she had kicked all of
the covers off, her nightdress had ridden up to her armpits and her
smooth round buttocks, and part of one of her breasts were clearly
visible. I stood watching her for about ten minutes when I heard my
wife move. I quickly went into the bathroom and I was so aroused I
had to relieve myself. I stood there and pulled myself off,
picturing Jenny's perfect young body in my mind as I did so. I could
not believe that I was having these thoughts about a ten year old
girl.

Over the coming weeks whenever I made love to my wife I was really
thinking about Jenny. I visited her house whenever Gerald was there,
and we babysat for them whenever they wanted. I began to play
boisterous games with Jenny at each and every opportunity. I would
sit her on my shoulders and run around, my hands grasping her smooth
bare thighs and grinding her pussy into the back of my neck. I would
also tickle her under the arms, sliding my thumbs inside her clothing
to caress her small breasts and nipples. Jenny never took any notice
nor did any one else. These games carried on for years. When Jenny
went up to change, I would often go to the toilet and try and catch a
glimpse of her tender young body.

Jenny grew up to be an outstanding beauty. By the age of twelve, she
was stunning. She still had her innocence though, she had no idea my
touches were not accidental.

Gerald and Susan decided to get married that year and were going on a
honeymoon. My wife had arranged that Jenny would come camping with
us for those two weeks. I was so happy! I knew that living in a
tent I would get many chances to spy on Jenny and would have to spend
lots of time with her.

During the two weeks we were camping, I took Jenny swimming almost
every day. In the pool, I would place my hand between her legs flat
against her beautiful young love hole, and lift her out of the water
to throw her across the pool. This felt so good to me, but Jenny
appeared totally innocent of what I was in fact doing. I would spend
a second or two getting my hand into just the right position (rubbing
her pussy) before lifting Jenny out of the water.

When we left the pool and returned to the tent one day, my wife was
out. She would generally dry Jenny's hair. I sat in my chair and
started to dry Jenny's hair for her. I then held the towel up in
front of her and told Jenny to take her wet costume off. She did so
and I wrapped the towel around her, rubbing her dry. I was really
caressing her young body all over through the towel. I said,
"Alright, go and get dressed," and pulled the towel away, playfully
smacking Jenny on her bottom. She took absolutely no notice. She
stepped into her sleeping compartment, and in full view, she slowly
put on her bra and panties, before slipping a flowery summer dress
over her head and brushing her hair.

I had many opportunities over the course of the two weeks to admire
Jenny's perfect young body, and under one pretence or another had
touched every part of it. She was so beautiful and yet so innocent
that I felt guilty about what I was doing. I decided that my
attentions towards Jenny were wrong and knew that if I did not stop
now it would only be a matter of time before I could not control
myself and I would take things too far. I was constantly dreaming
about making love to her, of eating her perfect pussy, of sucking her
perfect little breasts. I had come close on a few occasions to
trying this, but realised that if any one found out that I would be
in serious trouble. When we returned from our holiday I made a
conscious effort to see less of Jenny, and visited her house only
rarely.

Some months past and I had dreamt of Jenny and thought of her often
as I made love to my wife. I was so depressed. If only I were
fifteen again.

One day while my wife was out shopping, Jenny knocked on the door.
She had a bowl in her hand and said, "Mum asked if it would be
alright if I picked some blackberries from the bottom of your garden."

"Sure," I said. Jenny was wearing her school uniform, black shoes,
white knee length socks, a black skirt just above the knee, and a
white cotton blouse. It was very obvious that she had no bra on
underneath. We went into the garden and picked some blackberries.
When the bowl was full, we walked up to the house.

"Shit! I have a stain on my blouse. Mum will kill me," said Jenny
and she started to sob.

She had a stain on her sleeve from the berries. I put my arm around
her and said, "Don't worry, we can fix that. She will never know."

When we got to the house, I put her sleeve under the tap and washed
out the stain. As I did this, I became so aroused that I could not
help myself. I said, "Take it off and I will put it in the dryer."
I expected Jenny to complain, but she unbuttoned her blouse and
handed it to me.

Jenny was almost thirteen, the most beautiful girl I had ever seen
and she was standing next to me half naked. She kissed me gently on
the cheek and said, "Thank you." I could not help myself, I kissed
her back, not on the cheek, but on the mouth, inserting my tongue
deep into her mouth. She did not push me away, but held me tight. I
cupped her breast in my hand and rubbed her beautiful nipple between
my fingers.

'God,' I thought, 'this is so wrong. She is only a child.' I stopped
and stepped back, "We can't do this, Jenny, it's wrong," I said.

Jenny started to sob and said, "You used to touch me when I was
younger all the time, and you used to watch me get undressed, don't
you like me any more?",

"Of course I do, but if any one ever found out what I just did I
could go to prison," I replied. I took Jenny's shirt from the dryer
and handed it to her. She put it on.

I poured some fresh orange juice and we sat at the table and talked.
Jenny told me that she knew when I touched her before that it was not
an accident. She told me that she had enjoyed our little games. She
even admitted that the night she caught us making love and sat on top
of us that she knew exactly what we were doing. I walked around the
table and kissed Jenny on the forehead, and admitted that I had often
dreamed about doing thing's to her. I said that my wife would be
back soon and I would have to think about this.

She stood up, kissed me passionately and said, "I love you, I want
you to do anything you want to me, no one will ever find out." With
this she picked up the bowl of berries and left.

I sat and thought about what had happened, I knew this was just what
I wanted but also knew deep down that I should never see Jenny again.

My wife returned and I helped her put the shopping away. I could not
stop thinking about Jenny. After we had put all the shopping away, I
took hold of my wife and made love to her right there on the kitchen
table. As I fondled and sucked her breasts, I imagined they were
Jenny's breasts, as I ate her pussy I imagined it was Jenny's pussy.
We went to the bedroom and made love for the rest of the evening.
The whole time I was thinking about Jenny and wishing that this was
her.

A week passed and my wife got a call from her sister. Her mother was
not well and she asked if I minded if she went to her mothers for a
few days. I of course did not. My wife went to her mothers on
Friday night about seven. I went to see Gerald and Susan (Jenny if
the truth was known). I told them that Carol was gone until Sunday
and I could see that Jenny had understood the significance of this.

Jenny went to the kitchen and used the telephone. She rang her best
friend, Tracy. She came back in and asked her mother if she could
stay over at Tracy's that night.

Susan said, "But, honey, she lives over on the other side of town,
and the buses have stopped." I offered to drive Jenny. Susan and
Gerald suspected nothing. "Say thank you," Susan said,

Jenny came over, gave me a peck on the cheek and said, "Thank you
very much."

She got her things together and went across to my house and opened
the garage. We got in the car and drove off. I knew that Jenny was
not going to Tracy's, but I had to be gone long enough so that her
mother would not suspect. We drove about a mile and parked up by the
park.

Jenny said, "This is brilliant! I can stay with you all night.
Tracy's parents are away tonight and if mum rings she will cover for
me."

We sat in the car for a while talking, and then I told Jenny to get
in the back and lay on the seat. She did and I drove home.

As I pulled into the garage, Susan and Gerald were walking by.
'Shit,' I thought. "Stay down!" I said. I got out of the car and
locked the garage door.

Gerald and Susan stood at the end of the drive. Gerald said, "Great!
No kids tonight, so we are going out. Do you want to come?"

"No, I have had a hard day. I think I will get an early night.
Thanks anyway!" As they walked off down the road, I quickly went
into the house and around to the back door of the garage to rescue
Jenny. We walked into the kitchen and shut the door.

"Shit, that was too close," I said.

Jenny just laughed and kissed me on the lips. "Don't worry!
Everything is going to be perfect," she said. I knew she was right.

We went through to the lounge and Jenny sat on the sofa while I
opened a bottle of wine. I was as nervous as a schoolboy. My heart
was racing, I had spent three years dreaming about this moment and
now it was here. I poured two glasses of wine and sat next to Jenny.
I had a beautiful thirteen-year-old girl here offering to let me do
anything I wanted to her, and I couldn't even pluck up the courage to
kiss her.

Jenny suddenly placed her hand in my lap and stroked my cock through
my pants. I was instantly rock hard. She said, "I have never seen
this yet. Can I get it out and have a look?"

I kissed her gently and said, "You, my darling, can do anything you
want."

She tried without success to undo my belt. I leaned back, undid my
belt and trousers, sliding them down a little before unzipping my fly
to give her easy access. She slid her hand into my pants and removed
my cock. It felt so good. My erection was so hard and so confined
that it had been hurting.

She looked at my cock in her hand and then leaned across and kissed
me while slowly stroking back and forth along the length of my cock,
caressing it, barely touching it at times. In a couple of minutes, I
shot my load.

It flew everywhere. It was on her jeans and her top. I got a tissue
and wiped her off.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked.

I smiled and kissed her.

Spying my chance, I said, "I think we had better wash those for you.
Take them off," pointing to her cum stained top and jeans.

She stood before me and erotically removed her clothes. She stood
there wearing absolutely nothing. She had been totally naked
underneath.

Her beauty took my breath away. I pulled her onto my lap and kissed
her while my hands explored every inch of her perfect body. I took
her breasts into my mouth one at a time and flicked my tongue around
her nipples.

After a while, I laid her back on the couch and knelt on the floor.
Parting her legs, I placed them over my shoulders. I pulled her lips
apart, revealing her sweet virginal hole in all its glory. I started
to lick the length of her pussy, licking deep to recover the sweet
tasting juices before flicking my tongue around her clit. I repeated
this process slowly and deliberately for about thirty minutes. I
could hear her breathing becoming laboured, but each time she was
about to climax I backed off a little, keeping her in a state of
expectation. She passed her own fingers between her legs to try and
bring herself off. I took her hand and moved it away. "Soon!" I
said. I could feel her shaking all over and took her clit between my
lips, flicking back and forth with my tongue. She lost control
completely and had an orgasm of such intensity that I thought she
would break my neck as she clamped her legs around me. As she
relaxed, I licked deep into her pussy to get every sweet drop of her
juice that I could. I had eaten plenty of pussy in my time, but none
of it had ever tasted as sweet as the juices of my sweet little Jenny.

I got naked and we snuggled up next to each other on the couch.
Jenny just smiled and lay next to me while I caressed her sexy young
body. I slowly inserted a finger into her pussy and found no hymen
blocking my way. I gently pushed in and out, applying pressure with
my palm until she had another orgasm. She kissed me passionately and
abandoned herself in the throws of her climax. She was going wild.

At this point, I wanted to fuck her so badly, but decided that I
should wait a while. By this time, we were both hot and sticky. I
picked her up and carried her upstairs to the bathroom. I stood her
down and turned on the shower. We kissed and she gently stroked my
cock. We then got into the shower. I started to wash every inch of
her body. I remembered the time in the tent when under the pretence
of drying her I had done much the same thing through the towel.

I moved to the side and took her clit between the thumb and
forefinger of my hand as I took her breast into my mouth. She
writhed in pleasure, and before long, she whined and collapsed on top
of me. I held her in my arms and kissed her gently as the water
cascaded over us. I was in heaven and Jenny was my perfect little
angel.

We dried off and I carried Jenny into the bedroom and lay her on the
bed. As I looked down on her, I wondered about her sexual
experience. Was she still a virgin?

I joined her on the bed and positioned her knees on either side of my
head, with my mouth directly beneath her perfect pussy. Jenny
supported herself on one hand and began to stroke my rock hard
member. I encouraged her to suck me off, and hesitantly at first,
she slipped the head of my cock into her lovely young mouth. I
stroked her perfectly formed thighs with my hands and raised my head
to once again eat her sweet tasting pussy, teasing her clitoris
gently between my teeth, but taking great care to keep her waiting
for the orgasm that was fast approaching. I flicked her clit with my
tongue, keeping her inches away from a full-blown orgasm.

After some time, my jaw and tongue were aching from the effort of
eating her juices in this way. I then took her clit between my lips,
sucking hard and rubbing the tip of my tongue rapidly across the tip.
As she groaned with pleasure, I filled her mouth with my pulsating
cock, pumping vast amounts of sperm deep into her throat. I could
feel her sucking and swallowing. As she climbed off of me, she moved
down the bed and licked every last drop from the shaft and base of my
cock.

She lay next to me and I went to sleep holding her tightly in my arms.

I woke early that morning and found my beautiful angel fast asleep.
I kissed her gently on the forehead and she opened her eyes.

"Good morning, my little angel," I said.

She smiled and kissed my chest, slowly rubbing her hand down to my
already hard cock. "Are you going to fuck me with that?" she asked.

I smiled and said, "Not this time unless you really want me to. You
don't want to get pregnant, do you?"

"Well, I really want you to fuck me and you don't have to worry about
making me pregnant. I'm on the pill."

"Well, in that case..." I replied as I slid down between her legs
and started to lick her pussy, raising it up so that her plump lips
were easily accessible. I licked her clit while gently inserting two
fingers into her pussy. She moaned with pleasure. I continued to
eat her pussy and managed to insert my fingers all the way into her
pussy up to my knuckles. I reached into the bedside cabinet and
retrieved the KY jelly.

She giggled as I applied a generous amount of the cold jelly to her
hole. I liberally lubricated my member before pressing it firmly
against her pussy. She pushed back against me and I allowed her to
control the insertion of my cock into her sweet young cunt. After a
minute, she had managed to get the head of my cock past her tight
entrance. I took hold of her hips and slowly and gently eased the
whole length deep into her stomach. I fucked her pussy as gently as
I could. As I pulled my cock almost out and pushed it all the way
home again, she groaned and started to push back quickly against me
on the in stroke. I began to fuck her, quickening the stroke as I
went. I continued until I was pumping in and out of her as hard as I
could and she was still begging for more. After some twenty minutes
of hard fucking, I ground my pubic bone against her clit and as she
came I could feel my cock pulsating as I pumped my sperm deep inside
her.

I raised myself up and pulled my now limp cock slowly from her pussy
before laying down next to her. Jenny turned to face me and smiled,
"That felt so good," she said. I kissed her and held her tightly.

I was so elated by my night of pleasure with this girl who was young
enough to be my daughter, and did not want it to end, but knew I must
get her home before anyone got suspicious.

I took Jenny to the bathroom and we showered together. I knew this
was my final chance to drink in her beauty for a while at least, and
soaped and kissed every square inch of her tender young body before
drying her gently and carrying her down the stairs. She put her
jeans and top back on and stood watching me as I got dressed.

After we dressed, I told her to go around to the back of the garage
and lay on the back seat of the car. She did and I opened the garage
door and drove out. I pulled up by the park again and Jenny got back
in the front seat. I kissed her one last time, then drove her to her
front door. I went into the house with her and said to Susan, "Look
what I found at the bus stop."

Jenny's mum gave her a hug and said, "Did you have a good time, love?"

Jenny replied, "Yes, brilliant mum!"

If only she knew!

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Strip Poker Joe

By MikeCA (mikeca42)

2002 by MikeCA, all rights reserved,
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Strip Poker Joe

My freshman year at college I lived in the dorm down
the hall from Strip Poker Joe. That wasn't his real
name, of course, but that is what everyone called him,
at least behind his back. Joe got this name because he
was always asking girls in the dorm if they wanted to
play strip poker. The first couple weeks at school, he
asked just about every girl he could find in the dorm
to play strip poker. This, of course, didn't work. The
girls all thought it was a joke, and would just laugh
him off, but he became well known around the dorm,
perhaps even famous, because of it.

The guys who really knew Joe, thought it was a joke
too. I was sure Joe realized that no girl was ever
going to say yes to this kind of a proposition, but he
kept it up for the image anyway. After the first month
he really would only do it just enough to keep up his
image. Guys, who did not know Joe, sometimes thought
that he was actually playing strip poker with girls
all the time, and would ask him for advice, but I knew
better. The truth was, after asking them to play strip
poker, Joe had no clue what else to say to a girl.

That's why when I noticed Joe sitting in a corner
talking with two girls at a Friday night mixer, I was
curious. I had never seen Joe in a serious discussion
of anything with a girl. I wondered if they were
talking about some class work or something, so I
started to work my way over close enough to eavesdrop.
As I got closer to them, I realized they seemed to be
talking about poker. Joe was actually trying to
explain poker to the girls.

This intrigued me so I moved even closer.
Unfortunately, Joe happened to turn his head and look
right at me.

"Hey Mike," he said. "Can you help show Carol and
Jackie how to play poker."

Carol and Jackie smiled at me, but I could not
recognize them as anyone I had seen around before.
The reason Joe had asked me for help in teaching them
how to play poker was I had actually organized a penny
poker game in my dorm room a few weeks back.

"So...is this going to be a game for money or just for
fun?" I asked, trying to figure out what was going on
here.

Carol and Jackie looked at each other and giggled.

"It's going to be strip poker," said Carol.

"Yeah," Joe said. "The girls want to play strip poker
with me, but they are a little worried that they don't
know how to play poker."

I was so dumbstruck I could not speak. These girls
wanted to play strip poker with Joe! That was crazy.
These girls were way too good looking to be even
hanging around talking with someone like Joe, much
less play strip poker with him. If they didn't have
boyfriends already, then they certainly wouldn't have
any trouble getting a date. There was no way they
would "want" to play strip poker with Joe.

I quickly decided that it must be a trick. The girls
must be leading Joe on and then they would back out of
the game at the last minute. That was the only thing
that made sense. I quickly decided that I would help
them out with their prank. Spending a little time
trying to teach these girls how to play poker seemed
like a great way to kill a little time on a Friday
night.

"Ok," I finally said, winking at Carol. "I'll teach
you everything you need to know about strip poker."

Now this was almost complete bullshit. I had never
actually played strip poker. Oh we had played games we
called strip poker when I was a little kid, but we
were really just drawing cards. In high school we had
played a game which was sort of strip high-low a
couple of times, and at a party once we had played
strip spin the bottle.

"Strip poker is actually a lot simpler than poker for
money," I said. "There is no betting involved in strip
poker, and learning how to bet is the hard part of
regular poker."

The girls seemed to buy this like I really knew what I
was talking about.

"Ok," Jackie said. "There is another girl, Anne, who
wants to play too. She was busy with something and
isn't here yet. Why don't we go and look for her, and
then you can teach us how to play poker." Jackie
smiled sweetly at me.

I couldn't believe this. There was a third girl in on
this? Ok, well I would play along with their joke.

"Sure," I said. "Where do you want to meet."

Jackie looked at Carol.

"Let's meet at your dorm," Jackie said, looking down
at here watch. "Say around 9, is that ok?"

"Fine with me," I said.

"Sounds great to me," said Joe. "In the dorm lobby."

I watched Carol and Jackie walk away shaking my head.

"Where did you meet those girls?" I asked Joe.

"They found me," Joe said.

"They found you?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah...I know," Joe said. "It's hard to believe. I've
been trying to figure out what they're really up to."

"So you don't think they really want to play strip
poker?" I asked.

"They seemed really serious about it," Joe said
shaking his head.

"But why would they want to do it?" I asked.

"Good question," Joe said. "I think it is a bet or a
dare or something like that, and they naturally sought
me out because of my reputation."

If that was true, they clearly didn't know much about
Joe.

I half expected that I would never see them again, but
I was waiting there with Joe in the dorm lobby at 9 PM
when Carol and Jackie appeared with Anne. Anne turned
out to be a real head turning girl, tall with long,
straight bleached blonde hair. This made it even
harder to believe that these girls were really going
through with it.

Carol and Jackie introduced us to Anne, who was taller
than either Joe or myself. We seemed to be attracting
a lot of attention in the lobby, so I suggested we go
up to my room or Joe's room. The girls looked at each
other, then agreed we should go up to Joe's room.

When we finally got to Joe's room, Anne looked at me
and said, "So you're going to teach us to play poker."

"That's the plan," I replied.

I got out a deck I had brought with me and we all sat
down on the floor in the middle of the room. I went
over the basic rules of poker and how hands are
ranked. Then I tried to explain the basic strategy of
poker.

"Poker for money is much more complicated," I said.
"But in strip poker, the only thing you need to decide
is which cards to draw. Here are the simple rules for
what to draw. If you have got nothing, keep your
highest card and draw four. If you have one pair, then
keep that pair, and draw three cards. If you have two
pair, then you keep the two pair and draw one card. If
you have three of a kind, you keep those three and
draw two. If you have four of kind, you keep them and
draw one. If you have a straight, flush or full house,
you do not draw any cards."

"What about if we have a four card straight," asked
Anne.

Anne looked like she knew a little bit about poker. I
debated whether to tell her the truth or to give her
misinformation so I would have some advantage, if the
girls did actually go through with it and play with
Joe and myself.

"In poker for money," I said. "If you have a four card
straight, you should usually discard one card and draw
for the straight, but in strip poker you should never
do that."

"Why?" asked Anne.

"Well...in poker for money, the objective is to have
the highest hand, and a straight is likely to be the
highest hand. In strip poker, the objective is to not
have the lowest hand. If you do draw to the straight,
you are sure you will not be lowest, but most of the
time you will fail to get the straight, and then you
run a big risk of having the lowest hand."

Anne thought about this for a few seconds, and then
nodded her agreement.

"This is one of the things that makes strip poker so
much simpler than poker for money," I said. "In poker
for money, if you have one pair and an ace, you
frequently keep the ace and draw two. This is partly
to increase your chances of pairing the ace, but it is
also to confuse your opponents. When you draw two,
they may thing you have three of kind. That means you
may be able to bluff them into folding, when you only
have one pair. In strip poker there is no betting and
no bluffing, so you do not care what your opponents
think you have. You draw the cards that are most
likely to improve your hand."

"That makes good sense," nodded Anne.

"Most guys don't realize this, and play strip poker
the same way they play the game for money," I said.

"Well, thanks for being so honest and explaining it to
us," Anne said.

"No problem," I said. "Most guys think they can use
their poker skill to beat girls at strip poker, but
the truth is that strip poker is almost completely a
game of chance. The skill in poker is all in the
betting, and with no betting in strip poker, your
choice of cards to draw is the only skill part left."

"So strip poker is just a game of chance?" asked
Carol.

"Well...mostly," I said. "You could, of course, try to
lose by throwing away the wrong cards."

The girls giggled at this.

"We are not going to try to lose," Jackie said. "You
can bet on that."

Throughout my poker lesson all three girls had been
listening intently. Joe had been paying attention too.
I suspected Joe didn't really have a clue how to play
poker either.

"So, would you like to try some practice hands?" I
asked.

"Will we have to take off our clothes?" asked Anne.

"No, no," I said. "Just practice drawing cards. I'll
help you figuring out what you have and which cards to
discard."

As I dealt out the first practice hand, I wondered if
these girls were really going to play strip poker with
us. It just seemed too good to be true, so I doubted
it could be true. We ran through a couple of practice
hands. I helped each of the girl's make sure they
figured out what they had in their hand correctly, and
discarded the correct cards. After the third practice
hand, I decided it was time to call the girls bluff
and find out if they were really serious about this.

"Ok girls," I said. "Are you ready for some real strip
poker."

There was complete silence in the room. I could hear
several guys talking out in the hall. The girls looked
at each other. Finally Carol broke the silence.

"We haven't really said what happens when someone
loses all their clothes," Carol said.

"That's easy," I said. "There out of the game."

There was another brief silence.

"Well...when does the game end?" asked Carol again.

"When all the girls are naked or all the guys are
naked," I said.

"And what happens then?" Carol pressed.

"I don't know," I said. "The game is over."

Anne leaned over and whispered something to Carol.
Carol whispered something back. They nodded their
heads and sat up again.

"Ok, we will play strip poker with you under the
following condition," Carol said. "First, we have to
play off campus someplace. We don't want to play here
in the dorm. While we trust you two, there are just
too many guys we don't trust around the dorm. Somebody
might come through that door with a camera or
something."

"I have a friend who has an apartment," Joe said.
"Would that be ok."

"Yes, that would be ok," said Carol.

"I'll call my friend and see if we can use it
tonight," Joe said.

"Well, why don't you listen to the rest of the
conditions first," said Carol.

"Oh, ok," replied Joe.

"Second," Carol continued. "When a player gets
stripped and is out of the game, they will parade
around for a few minutes, then they get dressed and
leave."

I had never heard of anyone playing strip poker with
this kind of a rule. That meant if you got stripped
first, you had to leave and you did not get to see
anyone else get naked. I didn't like that, and I was
just about to open my mouth in protest, when my eyes
met Carol's and I realized that my protest would be in
vane.

The girls were worried about what was going to happen
after they got stripped. They were afraid of sitting
around naked in a room with a bunch of naked guys. I
could see what they were afraid of, but I still didn't
like their rule.

"How about this instead," I said. "After a player is
stripped, they keep playing, and if they lose again,
then they have to parade around, get dressed and
leave."

That would at least give us a slightly better chance
of seeing the girls naked, but would still allow the
girls the safety of getting away after they were
stripped.

Carol looked at Anne and then at Jackie. Anne shrugged
her shoulders.

"Ok," Anne said. "I guess that's ok."

"A couple other conditions," Carol said. "There are
three of us girls here, we think there should be three
guys in the game."

"Well that's easy," I said. "We can just open the door
and we'll have a third guy in a few seconds."

"Let me call my friend who has the apartment," Joe
said. "He will probably want to play, if he lets us
use his apartment."

"Ok," said Carol. "The last thing is to be fair I
think we should all agree on how many pieces of
clothes everybody can wear. I've heard of strip poker
games where people wore five pairs of socks and seven
pairs of underwear."

I laughed at this. I was wearing very little clothes
right now. If I had actually believed that these girls
were going to go through with it, I might have thought
to wear more clothes. I was still waiting for the
girls to say surprise, fooled you and walk out.

"No problem," I said. "How many pieces of clothes
should everyone have?"

We argued this issue for a few minutes, before
agreeing on eight items of clothes for each player.
Shoes and socks would count as two items each, so that
was four, and then each player had four more major
pieces of clothes. It meant I had to go put some more
clothes on before the game started.

Joe went to call his friend on the phone, and while he
was talking on the phone, I leaned over to Anne.

"Are you really going to go through with it?" I asked
quietly.

Anne looked me straight in the eyes. "Yes," she said.
"Are you going to go through with it?"

"Sure," I said without giving it much thought. "Why
are you girls doing this. Is it a dare or did you lose
some bet or something?"

"Something like that," was all that Anne said. Clearly
she didn't want to talk about it.

"Ok, we can use my friend apartment," Joe announced as
he hung up the phone. "And Jerry will play with us
too."

"Oh...one other condition," Carol said. I turned and
looked at her, expecting this was it. They had play
Joe and me along right up to here and now they were
going to back out.

"Absolutely no pictures," Carol said.

That was all. I looked at Joe and shrugged.

"No problem," I said. I didn't have a camera anyway.

I ran down the hall to my room to get an undershirt
and some socks.

When I came back to the room, everyone was ready to
leave.

"I think we should go separately," Anne said. "In a
group we might attract too much attention."

What she was really saying was the girls didn't want
to be seen going out with Joe and me. These girls
could obviously do better than Joe and myself on a
Friday night. This might also be where the girls
disappeared and we where left waiting while the girls
were someplace else laughing at us.

"Give us the address and we will meet you there," Anne
said.

Joe looked at me and got out a piece of paper and
wrote the address on it. Anne looked at the address
and smiled.

"Ok, we will see you there in about half an hour,"
Anne said as the girls filed out the door.

Joe and I looked at each other. It was only about a
ten minutes walk to his friend's apartment.

"Do you think they are going to show up," I asked Joe.

"I don't know," Joe said. "But I'm going to be there
to find out."

We hurried over to the apartment of Joe's friend.
Jerry let us in and immediately asked where the girls
were. We explained they were supposed to be here in a
few minutes. Jerry looked skeptical, but decided he
should finish cleaning the apartment anyway. Joe and I
tried to give him some help.

When the doorbell rang, we all looked at each other.
Jerry went to answer the door and the girls were
really there. We introduced the girls to Jerry, who
seemed just as surprised as I was that the girls had
actually showed up.

"So," Jerry said. "You girls want to play a little
strip poker."

The girls glanced at each other.

"Yes," Anne said.

Jerry was clearly trying to figure out the same thing
that had bothered me. Why? It just didn't make sense
that these girls would want to play strip poker with
some guys they didn't even know.

Jerry went over and said something softly to Joe. Then
he can over to me.

"Do you know what these girls are up to?" Jerry
whispered.

"I thought they were pulling Joe's leg," I whispered
back. "I didn't think they would go through with it."

Jerry cleared his throat.

"This may seem like a silly question," Jerry said.
"...But why do you want to play strip poker with us?"

The girls looked a little flustered and stared at each
other then back at Jerry. Finally Carol broke the
uneasy silence.

"We aren't allowed to tell you," Carol said.

"What!" roared Jerry. "Is this a CIA operation or
something? Come on."

"Well...If I tell you, you will have to promise to
keep it a secret," Carol said.

"You can't tell anyone we told you," said Anne.

Jerry, Joe and I looked at each other.

"Our lips are sealed," Jerry said. "Your secret is
safe with us."

"Well...Ok..." Carol said. "We're all pledging the
Sigma Delta Sorority, and as part of the initiation,
they assign tasks for the pledges to perform. One of
the older sisters overheard a pledge talking about Joe
and, ...you know..., how he asked lots of girls to
play strip poker, but never found anyone to play. She
decided that some pledges should be assigned to go
play a game with Joe. They drew our names out of a
bowel."

"So you girls are the winners in the strip poker with
Joe lottery?" Jerry laughed.

"Well...I guess you could look at it that way," Carol
said.

"Ah...now that you know the truth," Anne said. "You
don't have to go through with it."

"What," Jerry said. "Why wouldn't we want to go
through with it."

"Well, you guys really seem like nice guys," Anne
said. "And if you would just agree to say that we
played strip poker with you, then we wouldn't really
have to play."

"But I want to play strip poker," Jerry said. "Joe
wants to play, Mike wants to play. Why on earth
wouldn't we want to play?"

"Besides, how could we let down all the older sisters
at Sigma ... whatever," I said.

Anne turned to Carol and whispered something to her,
then all three girls put their heads together for a
brief conference.

"Ok, I have another proposal," Anne said.

"Let's hear it," Jerry said.

"One of us will do a strip for you," Anne said. "We'll
draw cards or something to decide which one of us does
it. Then you agree to tell everyone that we played
strip poker with you. This way you get to see one of
us naked with no risk of getting stripped yourself."

"We'll talk it over," Jerry said, looking at Joe.

The three of us moved over into the corner and talked
softly.

"It sounds like a good deal," said Jerry.

"If we really play strip poker, we will get stripped
too," I said.

"I don't know," said Joe. "I have always wanted to
play strip poker, and this seems like a gift from
heaven."

"But if you play, you will get stripped," I said. "And
with their rules you might not even get to see any
naked girls."

"Well that is a chance I would like to take," said
Joe.

"Ok, then I think it settled." Jerry said. "We play."

I really wanted to take the girls up on their offer,
but Joe and Jerry had out voted me.

"We want to play," Jerry announced to the girls.

"Figures," Carol said.

"Ok...," Anne said. "Well, in that case let's see
which one of you we can get out of his pants first."
The girls all giggled at this.

"We'll see about that," Jerry said.

I was beginning to have second thoughts about teaching
these girls so much about how to play poker. If they
could remember all the stuff I told them, I could be
in trouble. What I had told them was true, at least as
best I knew. If you selected reasonable cards to
discard, then strip poker was just a game of chance.
That meant I had just as good a chance of being
stripped first as the girls did.

We pushed some of the furniture around to clear out a
big area and then sat down on the floor in a circle.
The girls sat on one side of the circle and the guys
on the other.

Anne and Carol were both smiling, but Jackie looked a
little apprehensive as Joe shuffled the cards and
dealt out the first hand. It seemed pretty clear that
the girls were not happy about this, but Anne and
Carol were clearly trying to make the best of their
situation.

Things did not start well for me. I was dealt some
queen high junk and after drawing four cards, I still
had just a queen high hand. I was nervous as we all
laid our cards on the floor. Anne had two pair, Carol
had a full house, Jerry had three fives, Joe had a
pair of sixes, and Jackie had an ace high hand. I had
lost.

"All right Mike," Anne said. "You're right, it is just
a game of chance. Let's get that shoe off."

I took my right shoe off and tossed it behind me.

"Won't happen again," I said with a grin.

But it did happen again. When I looked at my cards for
the next hand, they were even worse. A ten was the
highest card I had. I drew four cards again, but ended
up with a queen high hand again. How could this be
happening to me, two queen high hands in a row? When
we laid our cards down again, everyone else had at
least a pair. Jerry even had three aces. The girls
were all laughing as I tossed my other shoe behind me.

"Thank you so much for showing us how to play poker,
Mike," said Anne, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Just beginners luck," I said. "You'll get yours
soon."

At least I hopped that was true.

The next hand went a little better. I still was not
dealt anything, but I at least had an ace. I drew four
cards and was greatly relieved to find a second ace.
When we all laid down our cards, Carol was lowest with
just an ace high hand. She smiled and tossed one shoe
behind her.

Jackie lost a shoe on the next hand, and then lost her
other shoe on the following hand. Losing the first
shoe did not seem to bother Jackie much, but losing
the second shoe on the following hand seemed to
unnerve Jackie a little.

Jerry then proceeded to lose the next two hands in a
row. He just smiled and tossed his shoes aside.

I was a little nervous the next hand. I only had an
ace high hand, but when we showed our cards, Jackie
had a king high hand and lost one of her socks.

After Jackie picked up her draw cards for the next
hand, I could tell she was not happy. When we showed
our cards, Jackie had an ace high hand and had lost
yet again.

"How come everybody else gets good cards and I keep
getting this," Jackie protested as she pulled her
other sock off. Another loss by Jackie would start to
make things interesting.

When the cards were dealt out again, Jackie looked
unhappy and after she looked at her four draw cards
she said, "Shit." I again only had an ace high hand,
so I was hopping Jackie's hand would be worse than
mine.

"I don't believe this," Jackie said as she laid her
cards on the floor.

Jackie had an ace high hand too, but hers was lower
than mine, because I had a king, but all that proved
to be irrelevant, because Joe only had a king high
hand. Jackie looked very relieved.

"I thought I had lost that one for sure," Jackie said
with obvious relieve. She would have lost her blouse.
Joe just tossed his shoe aside without comment.

After the next hand was dealt, I could tell by the
pained expression on Jackie's face that this hand was
not a big improvement over the last hand. Sure enough
when we all showed our cards, Jackie had really lost
this time with a queen high hand.

"This can't be happening to me," Jackie said as she
slowly unbuttoned her blouse. "How come everyone else
gets great hands and I keep getting nothing. It's just
not fair."

"It's just bad luck," Carol said.

As Jackie pulled the tails of her blouse out of her
jeans, I got my first clear view of her bra. Jackie's
breasts were well formed, but modest in size. She was
wearing a white bra with lace around the top. Jackie
took off the blouse and tossed it aside. Then she
looked across the circle at the three guys staring at
her bra.

"Jeez, you'd think you'd never seen a bra before,"
Jackie said. "Haven't you guys ever been to the beach
or something..."

While I tried not to stare as we played the next hand,
I kept glancing at Jackie's bra covered breasts,
trying to imagine what they would looked like without
the bra. This time Anne's luck finally ran out. She
was the only player who had not lost a single hand
yet.

"No big deal," Anne said with a smile as she took off
one of her shoes and tossed it aside.

Jerry lost the next hand and pulled off his last sock.
Then Jackie lost the next hand with a pair of threes.

"What, I lost again," Jackie said. "But I have a pair
of threes."

I had two pair, Anne a pair of queens, Carol a pair of
tens, Joe a pair of jacks and Jerry a pair of sixes.

"You were just a little unlucky," consoled Carol.

"A little unlucky!" protested Jackie, as she unzipped
her jeans. "You've just lost one shoe for Christ's
sake, and I'm here in my underwear."

Jackie slid her jeans down her legs and pulled them
off her ankles without standing up. She was wearing
white panties with lace around the top. I was staring
down at her stomach and panties when Jackie looked up
and her eyes met mine. I immediately gathered up the
cards and started shuffling for the next hand.

As we played the next hand I kept sneaking peaks at
Jackie in her bra and panties. It was really just like
going to the beach and seeing all the young girls in
their bikinis, but something made this more arousing.
When Jackie looked at her draw cards, I could see the
look of horror on her face.

"Oh god, this can't be happening to me," Jackie said.
We all showed our cards. Sure enough Jackie had only
an ace high and everyone else had at least one pair.

"All right let's see them," said Jerry.

Jackie stared at Jerry and then at Joe and me.

"Well...I guess this was bound to happen eventually,"
Jackie said. "Maybe I should just lose the rest and
get it over with."

Jackie reached back behind herself and unfastened her
bra. Then she threaded the bra straps off her arms,
while trying to cover her breasts with her other arm.
She tossed the bra aside to cheers of the all the guys
and folded her hands across her breasts.

"It's going to be tuff to play cards with your arms
folded like that," I said.

Jackie stared at me, then she turned around and laid
down on her stomach on the floor. I had only briefly
seen Jackie's breasts twice. A brief glimpse as she
removed her bra and again when she laid on the floor.
Her breasts were small, but perfectly formed and
topped with small erect nipples. Now Jackie lay on the
floor with nice round ass sticking up in the air.

"Maybe I should try to lose now," Jackie said.

Apparently Jackie didn't try hard enough to lose
though. I lost the next hand and had to take off one
of my socks. Then Carol lost her second shoe. Jerry
lost the following hand with a pair of twos. That
meant he had to take off his shirt.

"Alright, take it off," shouted Anne.

"Let's go Jerry," chimed in Carol. "One more loss, and
it's your pants."

Jerry wasn't going to let the girls bother him, so he
just tossed his shirt aside.

We took a short break to use the bathroom, but Jackie
stayed firmly glued to the floor. When the game
started again, I got another terrible hand, a queen
high, and sure enough it was the loser.

"Alright Mike, take it off," cried Anne.

I pulled my shirt off over my head and tossed it
behind me.

"No sweat," I said.

"Your pants are next," smiled Carol, looking down at
the bulge in my crotch.

She was, of course, right, if I lost. Next hand I had
a pair of fours. I was hopping somebody would have a
lower hand, and it turned out both Anne and Carol had
pairs of three. Anne had slightly lower kicker cards,
so she finally lost her second shoe.

The next hand I again got a pair of fours and Carol
again had a pair of threes for the loser. Carol took
off a sock.

Anne was the next loser. She had a pair of fours to my
pair of sevens. Anne took off a sock too.

I thought Anne and Carol's luck seemed to be changing.
A few more losses and they would be starting to show
some real skin, but instead it was Jackie who lost the
next hand. As soon as Jackie looked at her four draw
cards, I was sure she had lost.

"Damn," was all she said and she showed her jack high
hand. Jackie tried to figure out how to slip off her
panties without showing anything, but to get them off
she had to roll over a little on her side and bend
down to push them down her legs. She quickly rolled
back over on her stomach, but I had gotten another
brief glimpse of her breasts and my first look at her
bush.

"Ok, now I really am going to try to lose," Jackie
said.

"Remember, when you lose, you have to stand up and let
us all see you before you leave," said Jerry.

"Yeah, I know," said Jackie. "But that's better than
laying here naked all night with you guys staring at
my bare butt."

Maybe Jackie should have been trying to lose all
along. The next hand was one of the weirdest we had
played all night. I got a pair of kings and drew a
third king. Joe was dealt a straight. Anne ended up
with three aces and Carol had three tens. Jackie
apparently had a pair of something and discarded it,
but ended up with a pair of queens anyway. Jerry lost
the hand with a pair of jacks.

"I lost," Jerry said staring at the cards on the
floor. "I thought you were trying to lose, Jackie."

"I was," said Jackie. "I couldn't win when I was
trying to win, why should I be able to lose when I'm
trying to lose."

Jerry unfastened his pants and stood up to pull them
off his legs. Anne and Carol started to go crazy. They
were making stripper drum sounds and calling out "take
it off". Jerry did not seem frazzled by this, as he
tossed his pants aside and sat back down.

The girls were all staring at the big bulge in Jerry
briefs. Even Jackie had a little smile on her face, as
she lay naked on the floor.

"What you got there, Jerry?" Anne teased.

"Something really big," snapped Jerry.

"Ooooo....," replied Anne. "I can't wait to see it."

When we dealt out the next hand, I did not have any
good cards. After the draw I still had just a king
high hand. I knew this was trouble, and I was hoping
that Jackie was really trying to lose and she would
have a worse hand, but when we showed our cards,
Jackie had a pair of threes.

"Guess I should have been trying to lose all night,"
Jackie said.

"Ok, Mike," said Anne. "Let's see what you got there."

While Anne and Carol hooted and whistled I unfastened
my pants and slide them down my legs. I got the pants
off without standing up and quickly crossed my legs to
try to cover up the bulge in my shorts.

"I'm starting to like this game," said Carol.

"That's because you still have your clothes on," said
Jackie. "If you were bare ass naked like I am, you'd
see things differently."

I was still enjoying the game, but I was hopping that
Carol and Anne would lose a bit more clothes before I
lost anything more.

We dealt out another hand, and this time Jackie was
finally able to lose a hand, barely. She ended up with
an ace high hand that was just lower than Jerry's ace
high hand.

"Alright Jackie," I said. "Time for the big show. No
more hiding there on the floor."

Jackie forced a smile.

"I guess this is what you guys have been waiting for
all night," Jackie said. Jackie slowly lifted herself
off the floor and her naked body came into full view.
As she brought herself to her feet, her small
beautifully formed breasts bounced. Jackie's breasts
were small cone shaped peaks topped by small erect
nipples. Below her breasts, Jackie's waist flowed out
to her smooth rounded hips and there in the center was
her bush. Jackie's bush hair was thick and curly and
formed a large triangular patch.

"Ok, guys," Jackie said, as she slowly turned around
for us. "Now you've seen all of me, can I get
dressed."

"No," protested Jerry and I in unison.

"I want to get a closer look," said Jerry.

"Oh, now that figures," Jackie said with disdain.
"Look all you want, but I'm just standing here, not
spreading my legs or anything."

Jerry crawled over on his knees and stuck his nose up
close to Jackie's crotch, while Jackie rolled her eyes
at the ceiling. Joe and I quickly followed Jerry for a
closer inspection.

"Ok guys," Jackie said. "Are you finished down there
now?"

"I guess so," said Jerry with a smile. Jackie
immediately grabbed her panties and pulled them back
on. Then she got her bra back on and started to get
back into her jeans.

"Don't worry Jackie," Carol said. "We'll have these
guys naked in a few minutes."

"Don't be so sure of that," I said, hopping that I
could find a way to avoid being stripped. I really
wanted to see a little more of Carol and Anne. As
things turned out, I should have kept my big mouth
shut.

The first hand after Jackie left, I lost with a queen
high. Anne and Carol both had ace high hands. I took
off my undershirt while Anne and Carol whooped it up.
Without the undershirt I felt colder and suddenly
naked in front of two fully clothed girls.

The next hand was just as bad. I ended up with a king
high hand. My hands were shaking when I laid the cards
on the floor, because I knew I had just lost my
underpants.

"All right," Anne said. "Take'm off"

I tried to think how to get my underpants off and lay
down on my stomach without letting the girls see
anything. I lay down on the floor on my stomach and
then slide my shorts down and pushed them the rest of
the way off with my feet.

"Good job, Mike," Anne laughed. "But I did get a good
view there anyway."

"After you lose the next hand, you'll have to stand up
and show it like a man," giggled Carol.

"I'm not planning to lose the next hand," I said.

"We'll see," said Anne smiling at my predicament.

Mercifully I got some good cards the next hand. After
the draw I had two pair, jacks and eight's. When we
all showed our cards, Jerry had the low hand with just
a jack high. He took off his undershirt, and was now
just in his jockey shorts.

The next hand I was almost dealt a straight. I had an
ace, king, jack, ten and nine. I thought about
discarding the nine and trying to draw a queen, but I
realized that would be a bad idea, especially in my
current state of undress. If I lost another hand, I
was out of here, so I discarded four cards and was
relieved to see a pair of fours. Hopefully that would
be good enough to keep me in the game.

When we showed our cards, Carol only had a queen high
hand and lost her last sock. Here I was lying on the
floor naked, and Jerry only had his underpants left,
while Anne and Carol had not lost any major pieces of
clothes yet. Of course, Jackie had been completely
stripped and left, still I wanted Carol and Anne to go
on a quick losing streak so I would at least get to
see their breasts before I had to leave.

Joe lost a hand with a pair of twos and then Anne lost
the next hand, also with a pair of twos. Joe was still
doing real well, and had just lost his first sock,
while Anne lost her second sock.

Carol lost the next hand with just an ace high. This
meant she finally had lost her blouse. Carol pulled
her sweater blouse off over her head pushing her bra
covered breasts forward as she struggled to get the
blouse clear of her long hair. It was clear that
Carol's breasts were considerably larger than
Jackie's. I was glad I was lying on my stomach so none
of the girls could see the effect this was having on
me. I hoped I didn't lose the next hand, because then
I would have to show them.

Fortunately, Anne lost the next hand, with the worst
cards of the night, a nine high hand. Anne smiled at
me on the floor as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse
and pulled it back to reveal her bra. Anne's breasts
were not as large as Carols, but they clearly looked
bigger than Jackie's. Now I was lying on the floor
staring at two bras, with what felt like the biggest
hard on of my life pressing against the floor.

On the next hand, I noticed a frown on Carol's face,
and when we showed our cards, she only had an ace high
hand again, but Jerry had a king high hand. That meant
Jerry had lost his shorts too. Jerry just reached down
and pulled off his shorts without getting up. He held
the shorts up in the air then tossed them on the floor
behind him. His erection was clearly visible sticking
up between his legs and Jerry made no effort to hide
it. Anne and Carol were whistling and giggling at
this.

"All right Jerry," call Carol. "Taking it off like a
real man."

"Come on Mike," said Anne. "Jerry's got the guts to
show us what he's got, how about you?"

I hesitated and looked over at Jerry.

"If you show us what you're hiding there, then we
won't hide anything when we lose," said Carol.

It was only a matter of time before I lost another
hand and had to show them anyway, so I slowly sat up,
giving the girls an unobstructed view of my equipment.
They loved it. Well at least they applauded, whistled,
cat called and then fell all over each other giggling.
Giggling is not what I wanted to hear right then, but
the girls regained their composure quickly and we
started the next hand.

The next hand I got some good cards, but I could tell
that Carol had gotten poor cards again. That was good.
Maybe she would lose her bra before I busted out of
the game. When we showed our cards, Carol said she
only had a jack high and spread her cards on the
floor. Carol stood up and started to unfasten her
jeans.

"Wait a minute, Carol," said Anne. "You've got a
straight."

"I do?" asked Carol.

I looked down at the cards, and sure enough Carol did
have a jack high straight. She had drawn four cards
and gotten a straight.

"Shit," said Jerry. I looked over and noticed that
Jerry had an ace high hand. Jerry had lost and that
meant he was out of the game.

Jerry stood up and his erection stuck straight out.
Anne and Carol whistled and applauded and then broke
down laughing again.

"Ok, have you seen enough," Jerry said. "Can I leave
now."

Anne and Carol nodded and Jerry started to get dressed
again.

"I'm going down to the club over on Mary Street,"
Jerry said. "The winner can stop by and tell me when
the game is over."

"Tuff luck Jerry," I said as he headed towards the
door.

"Good luck you guys," Jerry said as he closed the door
behind him.

When I turned back, Anne and Carol both had smiles on
their faces and were staring at me, or rather at the
erection sticking up between my legs. I gathered up
the cards and dealt another hand.

I got a pair of queens, so I was pretty sure that
would not be the lowest hand. Carol did not look very
happy with her cards, and when we showed our hands,
Carol had really lost this time with an ace high hand.
She stood up and unzipped her jeans, then wiggled them
off her hips and slid them down her legs, revealing
her simple white cotton panties. She pulled her legs
out of the jeans one at a time and then dropped them
on the floor and sat back down.

Joe dealt another hand. I got nothing initially, but
after the draw I had a pair of nines. I hopped that
would be good enough, and I could tell from the frown
on Carol's face that she did not like her hand again.
When we showed our cards Carol only had a jack high
hand, and had lost her bra! I guess Carol could tell I
like this development from the smile on my face or
maybe it was from the spot of precum forming on my
erection.

"Well...this is what you guys have been waiting for
all night," Carol said.

She reached and unsnapped her bra and quickly pulled
it away letting her breasts fall free. Carol's breast
were large and without a bra to confine them they
sagged slightly and spread so they appeared wider than
Carol's body and pointed slightly outward. Carol held
her hands above her head in a V and pushed her breasts
out so we got a good view of her breasts.

Joe and I both applauded and cheered. Carol smiled at
me.

"Ok, big boy there, you want to play another hand,"
Carol said as her eyes drifted down to my erection
again.

Anne shuffled the cards and dealt them out again. I
got nothing and after drawing four cards, I still had
only a king high. Unless I was really lucky, this was
it. When we showed our cards, sure enough I had lost.

"Ok Mike, let's see it," Anne said.

She could already see everything, so what more was
there to show. I stood up and wiggled my erection back
and forth, which caused Anne and Carol to break out in
hysterical giggling.

"Ok Mike," said Anne. "We've seen it, now be careful
were you point that thing."

"Have you seen enough, girls?" I asked. "Can I leave
now."

"Yeah, you can go," said Carol.

I found my underpants and pulled them back on
immediately. I quickly finished dressing.

"By the way Mike," Anne said. "Thanks for showing us
how to play poker."

"Yeah, thanks Mike," said Carol. "We couldn't have
stripped you without it." This caused another round of
giggling from Anne and Carol.

"Good luck Joe," I said, as I headed for the door. "I
hope you strip them both."

"Bye Mike. I'll do my best," Joe said as I closed the
door behind me.

With that I was outside in the cold night air. I went
to the club to tell Jerry I had busted out of the
game, but that Carol had lost her bra before I did.
Then I headed back to the dorm for a cold shower, or
something like that.

When Joe finally came back to the dorm a few hours
later, he claimed he had won the game. He had ended up
in just his underpants he said, but he had stripped
and busted out both Carol and Anne. I really wished I
had lasted long enough to at least see Anne's breasts,
but I guess that was simple not to be.

Rumors of this strip poker game spread quickly around
the dorm, and fanciful version of what happened
quickly replaced the real facts. Joe never said much
when people asked about the stories of the game ending
in some wild sex orgy, which lead people to think
there was some truth to those stories. I knew better,
but I let Joe have his moments of glory.

Two years later I recognized Jackie when she turned up
in one of my classes. Jackie seemed to just ignore me
in class and I tried to ignore her too. After several
weeks, I got up the courage to say hi to her after
class. A shocked look came over her face as she
recognized me. She began to blush, then mumbled
something I couldn't understand and walked away. For
weeks after that she tried to avoid me in class, being
careful to sit as far away from me as possible.

Towards the end of the semester on the way back from
class, I heard a female voice call my name from behind
and was very surprised when I turned to see Jackie
hurrying to catch up with me. Jackie apologized for
being so rude to me earlier. She then told me she
hoped I could be "discrete" about that night.

I told her that the story of the strip poker game had
been all over the dorms that year, but none of us had
ever identified the girls, and that her secret was
safe with me. I told her it was too bad she had been
so unlucky that night.

"I think I was a very lucky girl for having played
with guys who could be so discrete," Jackie said.
"Besides, Anne told us what you all looked like,"
Jackie added with a smile.

"Joe told us he never lost his underpants," I replied.

Jackie smiled. "Well Anne told us they played the
final hand with both of them naked, and Joe won."

I wasn't there, but I think I believe Anne's version
more than I believe Joe's. I just wish it had been me,
rather than Joe, playing that final hand naked with
Anne. Oh, well, I guess Joe deserved it.

The End.

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