Message-ID: <17788eli$9812040427@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Mike CA" Subject: {ASSM} MikeCA: Pure Strip Poker - Chapter 2 (strip poker) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981203095012.24184.qmail@hotmail.com> =========================================================== WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE, AND MAY INCLUDE GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF CONSENTUAL SEX. IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18, OR THE STATE OR COUNTRY IN WHICH YOU RESIDE PROHIBITS SUCH MATERIAL, THEN DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. THIS STORY IS EROTIC FICTION INTENDED FOR ADULT ENTERTAINMENT. THE AUTHOR DOES NOT NECESSAARILY CONDONE OR ENDORSE THE BEHAVIOR DESCRIBED IN THIS STORY. ALL PERSONS AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE FICTITIOUS AND ANY SIMILARITY TO PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD OR TO ACTUAL EVENTS IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. =========================================================== Pure Strip Poker by MikeCA (mikeca42@hotmail.com) @(C) Copyright 1998 by MikeCA, all rights reserved, except those described below. Permission is granted to download, archive, and repost provided that the contents are not altered, including the disclaimers, copyrights and limitations on use and provided that no fee is charged for access. Pure Strip Poker Chapter 2 The First Game I had a hard time studying and paying attention in class all next week. I kept turning the rules Mary had shown me over and over in my head. Mary and her friends had obviously played some practice games with these rules. What was the best strategy for the game? I vaguely knew the rules of poker, but I could not remember what all the exact rank of poker hands was (is a straight or a flush higher?), much less all the odds of different hands and draws. Mary sounded like she knew a lot more about poker than I did, so I bought a book on Sunday, and spent all my free time the next week studying up for the big game. The book explained all the basic rules of poker, and it became clear that the girls had gotten most of their rules from standard poker rules, with a few changes. The book explained the basic principal of draw poker. It explained how you have to play tight, and not bet too much when you did not think you had a winner. It discussed how to "read" other players hands from how many cards they draw and how they bet, rather than by peeking or using marked cards. The book said reading other players hands this way, which is not cheating, was a very important part of playing poker well. For example, if a player draws only one card, then he might have two pair, or be drawing to a straight or a flush. You have to figure out which from the way the player bet before the draw, how he reacts to the draw, and how he bets after the draw. But how did the rules of this strip poker game change the strategy. The book said you should fold before the draw, if you did not have anything, but Mary said you should never do that in this game because you wanted to draw to reduce the chances of having the lowest hand. The book also recommended trying to draw to a flush or straight under many conditions. Your chances of getting one were not very high, but when you got it, you usually had the winner. In the strip poker game, though, this did not seem like a good idea. Most of the time you would not make the straight or flush and then you ran a good chance of having the lowest hand. Better to discard more cards and try to get a pair or at least some higher cards. I got out two decks of cards and practiced dealing hands, and playing all the hands, just to get the feel of what real poker hands were like. I spent at least one hour each day sitting on my bed dealing out a ten handed poker game. This helped me understand better what really was a good hand and what was not. When Friday finally arrived, I thought I was ready. After eating dinner at the dorm, I went back to my dorm room to change close. I decided to put on clean underwear, just in case. Just then Marc walked in. "What doing Larry? Got a hot date tonight?" he said. "No, not really. Mary and I are going to a get together at some friend of hers," I said, which was true, as far as it went. "Good luck bud. Maybe you can score tonight." Marc replied. "Well, I'll probably need the luck." I said, but not in the way that Marc meant. I headed to Mary's dorm to pick her up. When I got to her dorm I scanned the lobby, but I couldn't find Mary, so I went over to use the phone in lobby to call her. There were two lobby phones, but both were in use. I could just go up and knock on her door, but I didn't know her room number, so I waited for the phone. Finally one the guys finished and I dialed Mary's room. The phone rang several times, but no answer. "Hi Larry. Ready for the big game," Mary said from behind me. I hung up the phone, and turned to face Mary. Mary was wearing a tight fitting white blouse and a full blue skirt with a white flower pattern. Mary looked much more feminine that in the standard issue, loose fitting T-shirt and blue jeans that she had worn at our previous meetings. "As ready as I will ever be, " I replied, and then we walked out of the dorm and I followed Mary away from the campus to the south into the student ghetto, where most of the houses had been converted to rentals. Mary didn't say much, unlike our previous meeting. I felt pressure to break the silence, but I could not think what to say. Small talk with girls was not my strong point. Finally Mary stopped in front of one of the old houses. It looked like it had probably been built in the 1920s like most of the houses in this area. "Sharon and Kristen live on the second floor." Mary said. We walked through the front door. This house had been cut up into apartments. Walls and doors had been added, exposed plumbing and electrical conduits ran up the walls disfiguring an elegant old house. Mary started up the stairs, and I followed behind her. At the top of the stairs there were two doors, and Mary knocked on the first one, nearest the front of the house. After a minute the door opened and a girl with reddish brown hair and wearing a basic black dress held the door open for us to enter. "Hi Sharon, this is Larry," Mary said, and I reached out my hand to Sharon. "And this is Kristen." Mary said, turning to a girl just walking into the room from what must be the bedroom. Kristen had long dirty blond hair, and she wore a slender green dress. I reached out and shook hands with Kristen also. "You are the first ones here," said Kristen. "Would you like something to drink? We have pop and juice in the refrigerator." "I'll take a coke." I said, and Kristen walked over to the refrigerator, and got me a coke. I looked around the room. The room had probably been the master bedroom of the house. Now it was the living room, dinning room and kitchen for this apartment. There was a small kitchenette built in one corner next to a door that looked like it led to a bathroom. There was a square of linoleum on the floor in the kitchenette, but the rest of the room had light green wall to wall carpeting. In the diagonally opposite corner of the room was a couch, and some tables, chairs and lamps, which had been pushed against the wall to clear out a large area on the floor. This, I guessed, is where the game would be played. "How many people are you expecting for the game," I asked. "Well, Bob and George should be here shortly, and Betty is coming with somebody, so I guess that makes eight," said Sharon. "Cathy really wanted to play, but she could not find anyone she trusted to play," said Mary. "Trusted to play?" I asked. "Every guy on this campus would probably like to play strip poker with you girls. Why wouldn't you trust them to play?" "I mean trust them to follow the rules we outlined, especially the rules about not touching people who have lost their clothes and no sex. We want to play strip poker, not get raped," replied Mary. "Oh," I said. "I can see where that might be a problem." In fact, how many guys could keep themselves under control with a completely naked girl standing in front of them? Could I? At that moment I heard steps on the stairway, and a moment later a knock at the door. Sharon went to answer the door, and two young guys came into the room. "This is Bob and George," said Sharon. Bob was tall, probably 6ft 3in, and thin. George was probably closer to six feet, and more average build. Both were wearing tee shirts and blue jeans. "This is Mary," continued Sharon, "and Larry." I shook hands with both of them. Sharon went to get them something to drink, when there was another knock on the door. Kristen went to answer it this time, and a tall girl with curly brown hair came into the apartment, followed by a short guy. They made a very improbable looking couple, but they probably were not a couple at all, just like Mary and myself. "This is Betty," Kristen announced. "And this is Jim," Betty said. I reached out my hand to Betty, and said, "Hi, I'm Larry." Everyone else introduced themselves. Betty was wearing a tight red sweater, which highlighted her larger than average breasts, and black, slightly lose fitting pants. She had dark brown hair and brown eyes. Jim was short, but otherwise well built. He was wearing a sweatshirt and blue jeans. "Anybody who wants something to drink, come and get it," yelled Sharon from the kitchenette. A few of the new arrivals went over to get something. Sharon came over from the kitchenette and she had a copy of the rules Mary had let me see. "Ok. Here are the rules for strip poker that we are going to use tonight," Sharon said. "I would like everyone to read these, and make sure you understand them completely. We will not allow any changes to the rules during the game, and everyone understands the rules against quitting before the game is over?" Sharon handed the rules to Jim. "We will start the game in about ten minutes." The rules were passed to me. I looked them over again, and passed them to someone else. Slowly the group assemble on the carpet in a big circle. When we were all seated, Sharon began to shuffle and deal out the first hand. She had to divide the deck into two separate stacks for shuffling, because the double deck stack was too big to shuffle at one time. "Everyone ante," Kristen said, and we all tossed a chip in the middle as Sharon dealt out our five cards. My heart was beating fast as I picked up the cards and peaked at them. I had an ace, king, ten, eight, five. Some big cards, but nothing. I looked around. Everyone else was looking up from studying their cards. Since Sharon had dealt, George was the first to act. George checked, and so did Kristen. Jim opened by tossing in one chip and Betty saw the bet. It was my turn to act. I had an Ace high, which was poor, but might be good enough to keep me away from the lowest hand if I just folded. Mary advice though had been not to fold, so I saw the bet too. Everyone else saw the bet too. I kept the Ace and King and took three cards. Bob, George, and Betty took 2 cards, everyone else took 3. I peaked at the three new cards, a pair of sevens and a three. At least I had one pair now. No way I could win with this, but it should not be the lowest hand. Since Jim had opened the first round, he was the first to act in this round. Jim checked. Betty checked, and so did I. Mary opened the betting for one chip. Bob, Sharon, and George folded. Kristen stared a Mary with her blue eyes, then saw her bet. Jim let his eyes go back and forth between Mary and Kristen, then folded. Betty and I folded too. "Two pair, Queens and Jacks," said Mary. Kristen tossed her cards down face up. "Just a pair of Aces," she said. Mary reached out and grabbed in the stack of chips in the center. "Now everyone show your cards," said Kristen. I laid down my pair of sevens. Most of the others had a pair of something. I noted that Jim, who had reluctantly folded his hand, had a pair of Kings. It turned out Sharon was the loser with a Queen high. She pulled her shoes off and tossed them to Mary, who placed them behind her. Mary now sat next to me smiling with a big stack of chips in front of her. I had only three left. George shuffled the cards and dealt out another hand. I picked up my cards and peeked at a pair of threes, a king, jack and a five. Not likely to win unless I get a third three or another pair, but probably not the lowest hand either. Kristen was the first to act, and she checked and so did Jim. Betty opened for one chip and everyone else quickly saw the bet. Apparently everyone was following Mary advice to never fold until after the draw. Betty, sitting on my right, took just one card, which probably meant she had two pair. Kristen took 2 cards, which might mean she had 3 of a kind, but could just mean she had a pair and an ace kicker, or maybe just 3 high cards. I took 3 cards. I looked at a pair of nines and a ace. Now I had 2 pair, nines and threes. Betty to my right was the first to act. She reached down and took off her shoes and tossed them to the side. "I'm opening for 5 chips" she said, as Sharon reached back to the bank box and tossed the 5 chips into the center. Now what should I do. Betty probably had 2 pairs before the draw. Did she have a full house now? Or had she drawn to a straight or a flush? She must have my two pair beat. So I folded. Mary looked past me at Betty, then said, "I'll see your bet" as she tossed 5 chips from her big pile. Bob was next, and he did not look happy. He paused, and finally reached down to untie his shoes, saying "I'll see the bet". Sharon reached back into the bank box and tossed another 5 chips into the center. Sharon and George both folded quickly without another look at their cards. Kristen picked her cards up and looked at them again. She started to reach for her shoes, then thought better of it. "I fold," she announced. Jim then folded, Betty quickly spread out her cards. She had four fours! Mary and Bob both threw their cards down with a groan. Mary had three twos and Bob had three sixes. Betty gathered in the chips in the center. Everyone else spread their cards out to see who had the lowest hand. Kristen, who almost bet her shoes, had two pair, aces and fives. It was Jim who had the lowest hand with a pair of eight's. Jim took off his shoes and handed them to Betty. As Kristen slowly shuffled the cards for the next hand, I could see why Mary said not to fold before the draw. A pair of eight's had ended up the lowest hand. I reached down and tossed my one remaining chip into the center for the ante. Except for Mary and Betty, who had big stacks of chips, most others were down to their last chip. Kristen did not have any chips left. After she dealt us all five cards, she slipped off her shoes and placed them over by the bank pile. Sharon handed her five more chips, and she put one in the ante. I picked up my cards and looked at a pair of eight's, an ace, nine and a two. Given the last hands results, I had better improve this hand in the draw. Jim and Betty both checked to me. I checked and so did Mary. Bob reached down and removed his shocks, tossing them into the bank pile. Sharon handed him five chips from the bank, and Bob opened for one. Sharon calmly stood up, reached up under her tight skirt and pulled off her sheer socks, placing them by the bank pile. "I'll see the bet," she said. George removed his shoes to see the bet. Kristen had chips and just saw the bet. Jim took off his socks to see the bet. Betty tossed in one chip from her big stack. I untied my shoes and threw them into the bank pile to get more chips so I could see the bet. Mary, who still had lots of chips, just tossed one into the pile. I decide to keep the ace kicker and just draw two. Bob, Sharon and Jim each took one card, while everyone else took three cards. Did they all have two pairs, or were they drawing to straight or flushes. Could somebody have another four of a kind? I picked up my two cards, but they were no help, a jack and a six. Well I would have to fold and hope somebody had a lower hand. Bob, as the initial opener, was the first to act. He opened for one chip. Sharon looked at Bob, and pushed the four chips in front of her towards the pile. "I see your bet and raise you three," she said. Sharon must have something. George folded. Kristen looked at Sharon, looked at her cards again, then laid them down and folded. Jim folded. Now it was Betty's turn. She immediately started counting chips out of her pile. "I'll see the four to me, and raise you five," she said. I folded without looking at my pair of eight's again. Mary folded also. Bob looked at Betty and Sharon, then folded too. Sharon stared across the circle at Betty. Sharon had drawn only one, while Betty had drawn three cards. What did they have? Sharon stood up, unzipped her dress, and let it drop to the floor, revealing a black lacey bra and a half-slip. She stepped out of the dress, picked it up and placed it in the bank pile. She turned and took five chips from the bank and pushed them into the bet pile. "I'll see your bet. What do you have Betty?" she said. Betty smiled and laid down a full house, three's and eight's. Sharon moaned and dropped her cards. A jack high straight. "How can you be that lucky, Betty. Four of kind last hand and a full house this hand. It's not fair," Sharon protested, and crossed her arms just below her black bra. Betty smiled, reaching out to gather in the chips. "Just beginners luck, I guess," she said. Sharon sat on the floor glaring at Betty. Not only had she just lost her dress, she did not have any chips left, so she was going to have to remove her half-slip to get chips to ante in the next hand. That was going to leave her in just her bra and panties. While I was staring at Sharon's bra, Kristen turned to me and said, "Larry, I think you have the low hand." I looked around at all the other hands. Jim and George both had pairs of jacks. Everyone else had two pair or something better. I reached down and pulled off my socks and handed them to Betty. Jim gathered up the cards and began shuffling them. Sharon stood up, forced a smile, and said, "Well, here goes." As she pulled her half-slip off and tossed it in the bank pile, revealing a pair of black lacey panties, that were sold in the center, but semi-transparent at the sides. Sharon quickly grabbed five chips from the bank and sat back down, making it much more difficult to see her panties. Everyone anted in one chip. Betty had a huge pile of chips in front of her. Mary still had a sizable stack. Everyone else had three or four chips. Jim dealt out the cards, and I picked up and peaked at my hand. It was a king, ten, nine, six and four, or nothing. I really needed to improve this hand in the draw, or I was in big trouble. Jim had dealt, so Betty had to act first. She passed, I passed, and so did Mary, Bob, Sharon and George. I thought maybe no one would have an opening hand, but Kristen opened and everyone quickly saw the bet. I took three cards, and so did everyone except Betty, who took two. Did Betty have three of kind this time, or was she just keeping an ace kicker. Betty had enough chips in front of her that she could try to bluff, although since you had to show your hand, everyone would know what she had done. I picked up my three cards and looked at them, a king, a ten and an ace. I now had two pairs, kings and tens, plus an ace. This was a very good hand, it could be a winner, but in the last two hands it would not even have been the second best hand, so I had to be very careful. Since Kristen had opened the betting, she was the first to act, and she passed. Then Jim and Betty quickly passed. So this time Betty did not have three of a kind. I looked at the two chips still in front of me, and decided to go for it. I picked one chip and tossed it in the center. "I bet one," I said. Bob looked at me, stood up and took off his shirt, tossing it in the bank pile. "I'll see your bet of one and raise you five," he said. He picked up the single chip in front of him, and shoved it towards the pot. Sharon counted out 5 chips from the bank and added it to the pot. Sharon then folded. George looked at me, then looked at Bob. George took off his socks and tossed them on the bank pile. "I'll see the bet," he said, tossing one chip from the two in front of him into the pot. Sharon counted out five more chips from the bank and added them to the pot. Kristen, Jim and Betty quickly folded. That left it up to me. I figured I was beat, and folded. "Ok, what have you got?" asked George. "A king high straight," replied Bob, as he spread his cards. "What!" George protested. "You drew three cards, and you got a straight. How can you beat that luck." George spread out three eight's. Everyone else spread their cards out to figure who had the lowest hand. It was Jim, who had only a K high hand. Jim took off his sweatshirt and handed it to Bob. It was now Betty's deal, and she began to shuffle the cards. I had only one chip left, and I pushed it into the center. Kristen and George were also down to their last chip. Betty had a huge pile in front of her, Bob had a big stack, and Mary still had a little pile. Betty dealt out the cards, and I picked up my cards and looked at them. I had a pair of queens, an ace, a six and a three. Probably good enough to keep me from losing, but I would need to draw another queen at least to win. Since Betty had dealt, I had to act first. I could have opened, but I was going to start losing some real clothes shortly, so I decided I had better be real careful, and I passed. Mary passed, and Bob opened. Sharon saw the bet. George stood up and removed his shirt without hesitation, dropping it into the bank pile. Sharon handed him five chips and he pushed one into the pot. Now it was Kristen's turn. She didn't have any chips either. Kristen stood up, and reached under her tight skirt to pull down her shear stockings. As she leaned over, I caught a glimpse of her white panties under her dress. Kristen tossed her socks into the growing bank pile and Sharon handed her five chips. Kristen sat down and shoved one chip into the pot. Jim pushed his last chip into the pot, and Betty added one from her stack. That left me. Mary had said it was best to always see the bet before the draw, but with a pair of queens, I was pretty sure I would not end up with the lowest hand. Unless I was really lucky, I was not going to win anything with this hand either. To bet I would have to take my shirt off. If I folded, I knew that meant I would have to take my shirt off to ante for the next hand, but I had not been very lucky so far, and I wanted to conserve my clothes as much as possible. "I fold," I said. Everyone looked up at me. No one else had folded before the draw, and Mary was looking at me kind of funny. Everyone took three cards this time, meaning no one had a super hand before the draw. Since Bob had opened, he was the first to act. He passed. So did Sharon, George, Kristen, and Jim. Betty separated out five chips from her pile and announced, "I bet five." Everyone looked at her. Did she have another sure winner or was she just trying to use her big stack of chips to bluff everyone off the pot. I had already folded, so it went to Mary, who quickly folded. Bob, who had something because he had opened, also folded. Then Sharon, George, Kristen and Jim quickly followed suite. "Well, I guess I have you all spooked," Betty said, as she showed three tens. Everyone shook their head as they spread their cards out to find the lowest hand. Bob had a pair of aces, and Kristen had a pair of kings, but Betty clearly had the best hand. "Oh my God!" Sharon said. I turned and looked at Sharon's hand. It was a pair of fours. Kristen glanced around, and said "I am sorry Sharon, but it looks like you have the lowest hand." Sharon's cheeks were beginning to get a little flush. "Well, I guess we knew this was going to happen. I had just hoped it would be to one of you other girls. Oh well," she said. Sharon stood up and turned around with her back to us as reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. After a few seconds she had it free. She held the bra to her breast with one hand, while she threaded her arms out of the shoulder straps. Then she turned around to face the circle, the bra still held against her breast with one hand. "This is what you came her for boys," see proclaimed, as she pulled the bra away and let her breast flow free. And what breast they were. I had only seen girls' breasts in the pages of Playboy and Penthouse, but never in the flesh. Sharon's breasts were not huge, like some of the girls in the magazines, but they were very nicely shaped, like a half and orange in size and fairly firm looking. As Sharon stood there a few seconds for us to admire her breasts, I noticed her nipples were big, round and erect. Sharon sat down, but did not make an obvious attempt to hide her breasts. "Ok guys, admire them while you can. You are going to be out of your pants in no time." Sharon said with a wry smile. Betty turned to me, and said, "Larry, it's your deal. Stop staring at Sharon's tits and start shuffling the cards." "Oh" I said, and started to gather up the cards. I shuffled the cards and dealt them out again. As I dealt the cards, I now noticed that Sharon only had one chip left. That meant she would have to take off her panties just to be in the draw this hand. After I dealt the hand, I stood up and removed my shirt, adding it to the bank pile. Sharon reached back and handed me five chips. I pushed one into the ante. Sharon pushed her last chip into the pot. I picked up my cards and looked at them. I had a pair of kings this time, with a ten, eight and a two. Slightly better than last hand, but not by much. Since I had dealt, Mary was the first to act, and she passed. So did everyone else. It came back to me. I had a minimum hand to open, so I could open, or we would all have to ante again, and let Mary deal. I decided to open this time, and pushed one chip into the pot. Mary and Bob quickly saw my bet, then it was Sharon's turn. Sharon did not have any chips to see the bet. Sharon stood up again, giving us a great view of her breasts again. "Ok guys, a big treat for you, but just remember, you'll be losing your pants in a minute, after I win mine back, " she said. With that she quickly slide her panties down and sat down in a single motion. I caught a brief glimpse of her brownish bush, a little darker than her hair. After she sat down, she pulled legs up in front of her and pulled her panties off over her feet. She kept her legs up so we could not see were her panties had been directly, but from my angle I could make out a little under the thigh of her leg. Sharon reached back and grabbed five chips, and tossed one in the pot. Everyone else quickly saw the bet. Except for Kristen, who took two, everyone took three cards. I looked at my three new cards. A seven, a five and a four, so I still had just a pair of kings. I peaked over at Sharon again, but she had shifted so I could not see her private parts, although her breasts were still clearly in view. Since I had opened, I had to act first. I passed, but Mary immediately bet one. Bob saw the bet. I noticed Sharon was smiling. She reached forward and shoved her four remaining chips into the pot. "I call your bet and raise you three. I'm all in," she announced. Sharon was betting everything on this hand. If she lost, the game was over, and she was the big loser. She had to stand up and let us all get a real good look at her. George, Kristen, Jim and Betty all quickly folded. I looked at my cards, a pair of kings, and folded also. Mary looked at Sharon, then at her pile of chips. It had dwindled down to a very small stack. She pulled off three chips and tossed them into the pot saying, "I'll call your bet". I could see that Mary now had only a single chip left. Bob had a larger stack of chips. He confidently pushed forward three chips, saying "I'll call too. Ok lets see what have you bet your all on Sharon?" Sharon smiled and spread out her cards. "A full house, nines and jacks," she said. Bob and Mary both dropped their cards. They clearly didn't have this beat. Sharon leaned forward and scooped up a few of the chips in the pot. "Now I'll buy my panties back from the bank," she said, counting out seven chips and putting them back in the bank. She grabbed the panties and slipped them on over her feet, then slid them up her legs and all the way on, without standing up. Then she gathered up the rest of the chips in the pot. "Let me see. Can I buy my bra back now too?" she asked. Betty picked up her bra and said, "I have your bra over here, and I think the rules say you can only buy things back from the bank. You'll have to win your bra back from me." "Ok," Sharon said. "Enjoy the view while you can guys. You'r going to be out of your pants shortly. By the way, who lost this hand?" We all looked around at our hands. George, Kristen, Jim and Betty all had ace high hands. Remember this game was played with two decks, so there were eight aces in the deck. George's second card was only a ten, so he was the loser. George started to take off his undershirt, but Sharon spoke up. "No George. You have to take off your pants. Remember it's in the rules. We girls have to get some break for baring our breasts with one piece of clothes left, while you guys don't show anything until you lose that final piece." George slipped his undershirt back on, and unbuckled his pants. He slipped them off his legs one at a time, revealing boxer shorts with a obvious bulge in the front. George quickly sat down and handed his pants to Sharon. "Ok, now this is more like it," Sharon teased George. George adjusted his briefs and moved his legs to try to hide his excitement. I turned and looked at Mary. She was staring directly at Gorge's problem with a little smile on her face. "I think it is your deal Mary," I finally said. Mary began to pick up the cards and shuffle for the next hand. I turned and looked at Betty. She seemed to be checking out George, and sneaking a look at Jim as well. Mary dealt out the cards, and everyone tossed their one chip ante into the center. I noticed that Mary finally had no chips left in front of her, although she still had all her clothes. I picked up and looked at my hand. I had a pair of nines, a queen, a jack, and an eight, not a very promising hand. Since it was Mary's deal, Bob had to act first, and he passed. Then Sharon, George and Kristen quickly passed also. Jim seemed to think about it for a minute, but then he passed. Betty immediately passed. Since I did not have an opening hand, I passed. Mary reached down and pulled off her shoes, pushing them into the bank pile. "I open for one," she said, as Sharon handed her four chips and tossed the one in the pot. Everyone quickly saw the bet. People seem to be getting more cautious as they lost their clothes. Everyone took three cards. I picked my three cards up and looked at a queen, a seven and a three. That was no help. At least the pair of nines should not end up the lowest hand. Since Mary had opened, she lead the betting and she just glanced at her cards and said "I open for one", as she pushed one chip towards the pot. Everyone folded quickly to me, and I folded as well. "Well, you have to show us what you had anyway, Mary. I hope you didn't bluff us," said Sharon. Mary spread out her cards and said, "Two pair, Aces and two's". Everyone just placed their cards on the floor without protest, so Mary must have had the best hand. I looked around. There were a lot of pairs of jacks. This was a two decked game, so there were potentially four pairs of jacks, but seeing three pairs looked funny. Sharon said, "Kristen, it looks like you have the low hand." Kristen looked at her ace high hand. Everyone else had at least a pair of something. "Well, I guess you are right. I'm out of chips too, so I guess I better get this over." Kristen stood up, reached to her side and unzipped her dress. She then let the shoulder straps fall over her arms and the dress fell at her feet. Kristen had a white lacey bra, and it looked like her breasts were bigger than Sharon's. Kristen was wearing a white half-slip below the waist. She picked the dress up and handed it to Mary. Then she grabbed the elastic bands of the half-slip, and slide it down her legs, lifting one foot at a time out of the slip. She then stood up revealing a very low cut white, laced panties as she tossed the slip into the large bank pile. Kristen stood there for a minute sticking her chest out a little to emphasize her breast. "You like what you see boys?" she said, and then sat down, with all the guy's eyes firmly fix on her chest. "Ok Bob, wake up. Time to deal", she added teasingly, as pushed some of the cards towards Bob. Bob looked down and started to gather up all the cards, and then shuffled them. My eyes went back and forth between Sharon's firm breasts and Kristen's lacey bra. The girls began to ante and I looked down to see only one chip. I pushed my last chip into the ante. George stood up and removed his undershirt with great flare, and tossed it into the bank pile. Sharon handed him five more chips, and he anted one of them. I picked up my hand and looked at it. I had an ace, a king, a six, a five and a four, an ace high hand. I better find some way to improve this hand, or I was in big trouble. I was going to have to take off my pants now just to say in the game. With this hand I did not dare drop out before the draw. Since Bob dealt, Sharon was the first to act, and she opened without hesitation. George and Kristen saw the bet. Then it was Jim's turn, and he was out of chips. Jim quickly removed his undershirt and tossed it towards the bank pile. Sharon handed him 5 chips, and Jim tossed one into the pot to see the bet. Betty then saw the bet. Now it was my turn. I stood up, unbuckled my pants and slide them down. The erection I had gotten from staring at Sharon and Kristen's breasts immediately pushed the front of my boxers out. "Boy, Larry sure likes what he sees there Sharon and Kristen." Mary blurted out. "Next time you play strip poker Larry, you might get some jockey briefs," giggled Betty next to me. I stood there struggling to get my pants off my legs. Finally I got them free and sat down abruptly, pulling my legs up in front of me to cover up my erections. Sharon reached across to give me my five chips, giving me a heavenly view of her breasts as she extended her hand across the circle, but this had the side effect of making my erection even harder. I had to concentrate on the game more and lose this erection quick. I tossed in my bet, and Mary and Bob did also. Everyone took three cards, except for Sharon, who took only two. I looked at my three cards. They were a queen, a four and a two. That was no help at all. I still just had a ace high hand. I was in big trouble now. I had only two pieces of clothes left, and it looked like I might be sitting there in only my briefs at the end of this hand. Sharon opened the betting for one chip. George, Kristen, Jim and Betty all folded. I had no choice but too fold also, and pray someone had a lower hand. Mary and Bob then folded. Obviously, everyone was being careful. Sharon laid down her cards. "Three sixes," she announced. I had figured she had three of a kind, because she seemed so sure of her bets and she only took two cards. As I lay down my ace high hand I searched anxiously for a lower hand. Suddenly, my heart jumped. Kristen had a ace, king, jack. I had a ace, king queen. I didn't have the low hand, and Kristen was going to lose her bra! Kristen was also looking carefully at all the hands. Finally, she said, "Mary, I think you have the lowest hand." I looked down at Mary's hand. She had an ace, eight, even lower than Kristen. Mary had only lost her shoes, so far, so that was not very promising. "I guess your right," said Mary. "but both you and Larry almost lost it there." Mary stood up and bend down and reached under her full skirt to pull down her panty hose. She got a hold of the top of the panty hose and pulled them down to her knees, and then sat down to pull them the rest of the way off her feet. She reached over and handed them to Sharon. George gathered up the cards, shuffled them and dealt them out again. While he did that, I tried to check out how many chips and clothes everyone had. George had only his underpants left and he had three chips. Jim also had only his underpants left, but he had four chips. Kristen had her panties and bra left, plus three chips. I had my boxers and undershirt left, plus four chips. Sharon was wearing only her panties, but she had a big stack of chips in front of her. Bob, Mary and Betty all had big stacks and most of their clothes left. If I could avoid having the lowest hand, and losing another piece of clothes, then most likely either George or Jim would be the big loser, but not before Kristen lost her bra. I picked up my cards and looked at them. I had a very poor hand, a queen, a nine, an eight, a three and a two. I had to hope for improvement in this hand. Since George had dealt, Kristen was the first to act, and she passed, then Jim and Betty. Now it was my turn. I immediately passed without looking at my hand again. Mary checked after me and Bob opened for one chip. Everyone quickly saw the bet. I discarded three cards and waited for George to deal me more cards. Finally, Bob got to me and I picked up my three new cards, a seven, a three and a two. Now I was in real trouble. I had a queen high hand. Unless I was very lucky, I was about to lose my undershirt and be in the same state of undress as George and Jim. Bob had opened the first round, and he passed. Sharon grabbed a chip from her pile and tossed it into the pot to open the betting for one chip. George, Kristen and Jim all folded. Betty, with an even bigger pile of chips than Sharon, grabbed a handful, counted out six, and then said, "I see you're one and raise you five." Well clearly I folded, and so did Mary. Bob looked at Betty and then Sharon, and folded also. "Ok, Betty, what have you got?" asked Sharon. Betty laid down three Jacks. "Well, you got me again, Betty," Sharon said, as dropped a pair of kings and a pair of threes on the floor. As Betty started to gather in the pot to add it to her already huge pile of chips, I nervously looked around for a lower hand than my queen high. Kristen had an ace high hand, and was also carefully checking the other hands. She spotted my queen high, and said, "Larry, I think you have the lowest hand. Anyone lower than a queen high?" There wasn't anyone. I quickly pulled my undershirt off and handed it to Betty next to me. Now I was in trouble. I was sitting there in only my boxer shorts. I had two chips left, which would hold me through the next hand, if I didn't bet. After that I was going to have to lose my boxers, just to ante. Jim was in the same situation, and George had only one chip left, so he was going to have to lose his underpants in the next hand. It was some relieve that George would lose his underpants first, but Jim and I would be right behind him. Kristen began to gather up the cards for the next hand. All I could think about was I was sitting on the floor in this apartment, in only my boxers, with four girls I barely knew. Jim and George were in there underpants, Kristen was in her panties and bra, and Sharon was in her just her panties, with her round beautiful breast bouncing as she shifted her weight. Sharon's breasts were causing me an enormous erection, which forced me to pull my legs up in front of me. I pushed one of my chips into the pot for my ante, and picked up my five cards. I had a pair of sixes, and a queen, a nine, and a three. This was better, but certainly not a winner. Kristen had dealt, so Jim had to act first. He looked at his hand for a long time, and finally opened by tossing a chip into the pot. Betty saw the bet, and I tossed my last chip into the pot. Mary, Bob and Sharon saw the bet. Now it was George's turn. He had no chips left, and was going to have to take his underpants off to stay in this hand. He could fold and delay it for a few minutes. George stared at his cards for a long time, and finally stood up and looked around. George then tried to pull his jockey briefs down and sit down in a single movement, just as Sharon had done earlier with her panties. The only problem is that when the briefs came off, George's erection popped almost straight out. I heard Betty whisper "Oh wow". I looked at Mary. She just stared at George, as he wiggled to try to hide his erection between his legs. Based on what Charlene had told me, I wondered if Mary had ever seen an erection before. Sharon finally reached back and handed George four chips, tossing the one into the pot. Kristen then tossed one chip into the pot to finish the first round of betting. Everyone discarded 3 cards, so a pair was the best that anyone must have had before the draw. I picked up my three new cards. They were a pair of sevens and a ten, so I now had two pair, sixes and sevens. Could that be good enough to win the hand? It was possible, but I doubted it. Then there was the problem that I had no chips left to bet. I would have to give up my boxers to find out. Of course, if I folded, I would have to give up my boxers right after the hand anyway, so it might not make that much difference. I looked up at Jim. He was the first to act, and he was staring at his cards. He didn't have any chips either, so if he was thinking of betting he was going to have to lose his briefs now too. Suddenly, Jim stood up, whipped his briefs down and sat back down, using his legs to cover up his erections. I think everyone but me was studying their own cards and was caught completely be surprise when Jim did this. I looked at Mary. She seemed confused. I think see had missed her chance to get a peak at Jim's equipment. Sharon looked at Jim, and said, "I take it you want to open. How many you want to bet?" "Just one," said Jim. Sharon tossed one chip in the pot for Jim and handed the other four to Jim. Betty then folded. Now it was my turn. "Well how about it Larry? Are you as bold as Jim?" teased Kristen. I looked at my two pair. Jim had opened and taken three cards. That means he must have had a pair of jacks, queens, kings or aces before the draw. He would not be betting his underpants on one of those hands. So he must have at least two pair. If one of those pairs was a jack, queen, king or ace, he had my two pair beat, so I finally said "I fold". "Ok Larry," said Mary, "We can wait. I fold too." Bob looked at Jim and saw the bet. Sharon folded, and so did George. Kristen immediately saw the bet and said, "Ok, Jim, let's see what you got." "Two pair, queens and tens," Jim said nervously, as he spread his cards. "Sorry, Jim," said Kristen, "Three kings", but the smile on Kristen's face did not indicate she was sorry at all. "Damn," was all the Jim said, and he began to gather up the cards for the next hand. I decided this was my best chance. The boxers were going to have to come off to get chips to say in the game, and it would be best to do it now, rather than when everyone was staring at me. I jumped up, yanked my boxers down to my knees, and sat back down, folding my legs over the top of my erection. "Good job, Larry", said Mary, next to me with a big smile on her face. I don't think I caught her completely be surprise, and she must have gotten a little eyeful. I finished pulling my boxers off my legs and tossed them onto the bank pile. Sharon reached back into the bank box and pulled out five chips. She got partially up and leaned across the circle of players to hand me the chips. This gave me another good look at her breasts as I reached out to accept the chips, and my erection seemed to get even bigger pushing up on my legs. Jim was now dealing out the cards, and everyone tossed their one chip ante into the pot. I picked up my cards. This time I had a pair of twos, a jack, a six and a four. In most of the hands we had played a pair of twos would not have been the lowest, so that was good. Should I risk folding and hope someone else would have a lower hand? Betty passed, I passed, and Mary and Bob passed. Without taking another look at her cards, Sharon opened with one chip. She seemed very sure of herself. George looked at his cards again and saw the bet. Kristen saw the bet. Then it was Jim's turn. Jim was studying his cards carefully. Obviously, he was thinking about folding. In our situation, if you had a good enough hand to be sure you would not be lowest, you might be better off to fold. Jim finally decided to bet and threw in one chip. Betty quickly bet, and then it was my turn. Here was my situation. To not be the first one out, I had to make sure Jim or George ran out of chips before I did. If at the end of a hand, I had even one chip left and either or both of them had none, then I would not have to stand up and let the girls examine my private parts for 10 minutes. I could just sit here, covering up like I was now, and then put my clothes back on when the 10 minutes was up. At the beginning of this hand I was one chip ahead of both Jim and George. Both Jim and George now had two chips left, just enough for one more hand, if they saw the bet. If I folded right now, and my pair of twos was not the lowest hand, then I would have four chips left after this hand. If I saw the bet I would have three chips left after this hand, still one ahead of Jim and George. Was a pair of twos good enough to not be the worst hand? On the positive side, if I did bet, there always was the chance of getting a killer hand and winning my boxers back. Everyone was looking at me, so I finally tossed one chip into the pot, since I would be one chip up on Jim and George anyway. Mary and Bob quickly saw the bet. I took three cards, but Mary only took one card, and both Bob and Sharon took two cards. Everyone else took three cards. I picked up a pair of queens and an eight. Now I had two pair, queens and twos. Definitely, not the lowest hand, but could it be a winner? Possibly, but it seem a long shot. Sharon seemed to like whatever she got in her draw, and she said, "I'll open for five. Any of you gentlemen with less than five chips, can go all in, and we will divide the pot." George immediately folded, looking kind of nervous. Kristen folded. Jim looked at his hand, shook his head, and folded. Betty folded, and then it was my turn. Sharon was much too sure of herself. She had only taken two cards, so she may have had three of a kind, or a pair with an ace kicker. She was happy with her draw too, so she might have a full house or at least two pair, with one of them being an ace. In any event, I felt like she had my two pair, queens and twos, beaten, so I folded. Mary and Bob folded too. "Ok, show us what you had," said Jim. Sharon smiled, and laid down four aces. Two or three players howled in protest almost simultaneously. Everyone spread their cards on the carpet and looked around to see who had the lowest hand. I wasn't worried with two pair, but I checked out Jim and George. Jim had two pair, queens and fours, but George only had a King high. Could that be the low hand? Then I saw Mary only had a ten high hand. She had only taken one card. It looked like she had been trying to draw to a straight, and had not made it. Drawing to a straight or flush was a big risk in this game, but Mary had lots of clothes left, so she had taken the chance, and lost. Mary stood up and started to pull her blouse out of her shirt to take it off. "Actually, Mary, you have my shoes from the first hand. You could give them back to me instead of your blouse. Unless, of course, you would rather give me your blouse," said Sharon. Mary looked down behind her at Sharon's shoes. "Ok, I'll give you back your shoes," said Mary. "Not that they will do me any good," continued Sharon to no one in particular, "since Betty had my bra, and I've been sitting here topless practically the whole game." Sharon sat up straight, pushed her chest out, wiggled her breast back and fourth a few times. "Have you enjoyed these boys. "Get a good look at them. I think we are going to get a real good look at your equipment after this hand." Betty began to gather up the cards for the next hand. As she shuffled the cards I stared at Sharon's round breasts, but my mind was turning over what the best strategy would be for this next hand. If one or both of Jim and George went all in on this hand, then I should just fold after the draw, and keep my one chip, thus barely escaping being the big loser. But if both Jim and George folded before the draw, I would have to consider doing the same. I tossed one of my three remaining chips into the pot and picked up my cards. I had an ace, a queen, a four, a three and a two. If I just folded, there was a good chance this would not be the lowest hand, but could I take that chance. Since Betty had dealt, I had to act first. I just passed. Mary said "I'll open for one." This was good, now George and Jim had to decide what they were doing before I did. Bob and Sharon quickly saw the bet. George put his cards down on the floor and tossed his last chip into the pot. "I'm all in," he announced. George had not spent much time thinking about it, so either he had a very poor hand, or it had not occurred to him that he could fold in this case. Kristen saw the bet, and then it was Jim's turn. Jim was studying his cards carefully. He was obviously thinking about folding. Finally he looked up, and said, "Oh well, this is what you girls are waiting for. I'm all in too," and he said, tossing his last chip into the pot. Betty saw the bet, and then it was my turn. Both Jim and George were all in already, so even if one of them won the hand, the game would be over this hand. The most important thing now was to make sure I did not have the lowest hand, so I saw the bet. Everyone took three cards. I picked up my new cards. They were a pair of jacks and an ace. This was now my best hand of the night. I had two pair, aces and jacks. This could be a good enough hand to win, but then again, it might not be. Mary, who still had a little pile of chips in front of her, studied her cards for a long time, and finally opened the betting with one chip. Bob and Sharon quickly folded. George was, of course all in, so Sharon reached out and divided the pot, putting Mary's second round opening bet in a separate pile. Kristen then folded. Jim was all in. Betty also folded, making it my turn. The safe thing to do was too fold. Jim or George, and probably both, would be out of the game after this hand. If I just folded, I would have one chip left, and I would have escaped the embarrassment of standing up completely naked in front of these girls. On the other hand, from the vibes I was getting from Mary, I thought I probably had her hand beat. Before the draw, Mary must have had a high pair, jacks, queens, kings, or aces, since she discarded three cards. If she had gotten three of a kind, I thought she would have bet more than one, probably five chips given the stack she still had in front of her. If I was right, and the more I thought about it the more sure I became that I was, I could buy back my boxers from the bank. This would allow me to cover up for the ten minute show off period Then a thought occurred to me. What did George and Jim have? I did not have any read on what they had. What if one of them beat both Mary and I. Of course the pot had been split. If I bet my last chip, and George or Jim won the hand, the side pot would still go to either Mary or myself depending. If I won the side pot, I would still have chips, and I felt sure I had Mary beat. Everyone was looking at me, so I picked up my last chip and tossed it into the side pot and said, "I see the bet." Mary looked very surprised. "Come on Mary. It looks we with have a three man show tonight," bubbled Kristen. It was beginning to sink in what I had just done. Why was I so stupid as to risk standing naked in front of four girls on my hunch that I had Mary beat. Why couldn't I have just played it safe, and folded. "Well, I don't know Kristen," Mary said, as she spread out her cards. "I only have a pair of Kings. What do you have Larry?" A pair of Kings! That was even worse than I had expected. I laid down my cards. "Two pair, aces and jacks," I said, with a big smile on my face. "What about Jim and George. What do you have?" I heard Jim say, "Not much." Apparently he could not beat me. George just tossed down his cards and did not say anything. I looked at Jim's hand. It was a king high. George had a queen high. Well, I should not have wasted my time worrying about their hands. Everyone else put down their cards, and we looked for the low hand. It was George, with his queen high. He was already out of the game, so he could not give me anything for winning the bet. "Do you want to buy back your underpants, Larry," asked Mary. "Sure, of course," I replied. Mary gathered up 7 chips and handed them to Sharon, then got up and grabbed my boxers from the bank pile and handed them to me. This was very niece of her, since I had a little problem getting up to get them without showing off as much as Jim and George were shortly going to have to do. I slipped the boxers up over my knee, and slide them on without getting up. Now I felt a little better. I was still sitting in my boxer shorts in a room with four girls I barely knew, in various stages of undress. All the tension of the last hand and relief over the game being over had caused me to forget about Sharon's breasts, which were still on display over in the kitchenette were Sharon had gone to look for a timer. My erection had subsided considerably, and I was wondering if I could standup now without something popping out of my boxers. I decided to chance it, and got up to stretch my legs. Kristen and Betty were moving some furniture, apparently to get some chairs we could sit in for Jim and George's show. Except for a small stroke of luck, it could have been the Jim, George and Larry show. I walked over towards the kitchenette and the bathroom. I needed to go to the bathroom, but the door was closed. Somebody was already using it. I waited for it to be free. I looked back and saw Jim and George still sitting on the floor looking at each other and the rest of us, wondering what was going to happen next. Finally, Bob came out of the bathroom, which gave me my chance. After relieving myself I had completely lost my erection, and I felt safe walking around in my boxers. I just had to avoid looking at Sharon's bare breast. "Ok, now listen up," said Sharon. "Jim and George are now going to provide our entertainment. Come on, don't be shy. Come and stand here in the middle of the room, so we can get a good look at you." Jim and George looked at each other and then slowly stood up. They had not gotten their erections under control, and the girls started yelling and making cat calls when Jim and George stood up. "Come on over here where we can get a better look at you," said Sharon. Jim and George slowly walked over towards the middle of the room, their erections bouncing up and down with every step they took. I looked at Mary face. She was loving this. There was a big smile on her face, and she could not take her eyes off from Jim and George. Mary got up and walked over closer to Jim. She looked down and examined Jim very closely. Then she went over to George for a close look also. Betty got up and joined Mary for a close up inspection. Then Sharon and Kristen when over to get a closer look. "Can you guys dance?" asked Sharon. Kristen went over to turn up the music. The answer was Jim and George could not dance, at least not buck naked in front of four girls. They wiggled around and looked silly. The girls were giggling and Betty got out a dollar bill to wave at Jim. Jim, however, was not interested in a dollar at this point. Kristen then suggested that George should get her a soda and glass from the refrigerator. George compiled, and came back and handed Kristen her soda and a glass. This gave Kristen the opportunity to check out Jim's manhood very carefully. Mercifully the kitchen timer finally went off signaling the end of Jim and George's ordeal. They both immediately ran to find their underpants. I was just starting to gather up my clothes, when I noticed that Jim and George were dressed and pulling on their shoes. They both left without saying anything to anyone. Jim had come with Betty, but apparently he was not going to wait for her to leave. I pulled my pants on and looked around for Mary. She was getting into her panty hose. I pulled on my shirt and undershirt. I spotted my shoes, but had to look around for my socks. Mary came up behind me and said, "Ready to go?" "As soon as I find my socks.oh there they are over there," I replied. I pulled on my socks and shoes. Then Mary and I said good bye to the others and we started back towards the campus. "That was a very gusty move, betting everything on that last hand," said Mary. "I don't think I would have had the courage to do that." "I am still not sure why I did it," I replied. "I thought I had you beat, but still, I could've just played it safe. I could've just sat nude in the corner while Jim and George tried to dance for you girls, but I wanted my shorts back and something inside told me I had you beat and to just go for it". "And go for it you did," said Mary. "Did you enjoy the game, Larry?" "Well, I kind of wish I had more clothes on there at the end," I said. "Well, you did get to see a lot of Sharon," Mary said, "and Kristen was in her underwear for a long time." "Yah, that was ok," I said, "it's just that I expected to do better than what I did." "You just didn't get very good cards tonight," Mary said. "From what I could see, you played very well given the cards that you were getting. Luck is a big factor in poker. Given that you only have 30 chips to lose for all your clothes, luck will be a big factor in strip poker. The way most kids play it, luck is the only factor. We wanted to bring some regular poker skill back into the game to make it more interesting, but still luck is an important factor. Maybe next game you will be more lucky." "Next game?" I said in surprise. I hadn't recovered from this game, and Mary was already talking about another game. "I don't know. I'm not sure Sharon and Kristen are going to be all that excited after this game." "Oh, Sharon and Kristen understood the risks in playing strip poker," replied Mary. "When you play strip poker, somebody is going to get stripped. No mater how skillful a player you are, it can be you. Besides, if none of the girls had shown anything, we would probably have to find all new guys for the next game. Sharon gave you a little sample of what you might see next game. Chances are a girl will be the big loser next game, and then you can get a real good look at somebody." "Well, you got a pretty good look at me there." I said. Mary giggled and smiled, "I got a peak at you. I got a good look at Jim and George." I stared back at Mary as we walked along, not quit able to believe her attitude. I asked "What about Jim and George? I don't think they are going to want to play again, and if they do, they are going to be out for revenge" "I don't know," replied Marry. "Maybe Jim and George will chicken out, maybe they will come back for revenge. If they chicken out, then Kristen and Betty will have to find someone else, or maybe Kristen and Betty will just decide to invite someone else for the next game, even if Jim and George want to come back for their revenge." "How about you Larry?" Mary continued, "Are you up for another game?" Did Mary like me, or did see just think I was a safe person to bring to a strip poker game, or maybe just a fun person to play strip poker against? I was just a scrawny, nerdy looking college freshman, so it wasn't my fantastic body that made me her strip poker partner of choice, but I couldn't tell what had. "I guess so," I replied. Mary smiled, and said "Good. I will let you know if we get another game organized." -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----