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By MikeCA (mikeca42@hotmail.com). @(C) Copyright 2002 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.

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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