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I peaked at my cards. They were basically junk, a king, queen, ten, five and a two. Well, given Mary's strategy, I guess it would be easy to keep folding junk hands.
Sharon had dealt, so the betting started with Cathy. She immediately opened. All the guys took off their shoes as the bet for this first hand.
"Hey guys," Sharon injected. "Let's make this a little simpler. Only put one shoe in the middle and put the other one in the corner. That way we don't have to try to keep them together. We can do the same thing with socks."
Everyone agreed, so I tossed one shoe in the corner and put the other in the pot.
Everybody took three cards, except for Sharon and Cathy. Sharon took one and Cathy took 2. I picked up my three new cards and was surprised to see another king and two threes. I now had two pair, kings and threes. A fair hand, but not likely to win in a nine handed game.
The betting started with Cathy. She had opened and taken two cards, so I expected her to bet, but after studying her cards for a long time, she passed. Fred and Kristen passed quickly, and then it was my turn. I looked at my cards again, but decided Mary would kill me if I bet, so I passed too.
Betty, Kevin and Jill quickly passed. Les looked over at Sharon, shook his head and passed. That left it up the Sharon. She had taken one card, but after thinking for a minute, she passed too. Boy everyone was being careful on this first hand.
We all laid our cards down and I looked around. Could I have actually won this hand with my two pair? That would be a great stroke of luck.
"I've got two pair," Cathy said. I looked across at her hand. I saw two aces sticking out the end and realized I was beat.
"I've got two pair, too," I said. "But it looks like yours is higher."
No one else could beat Cathy's two pair of aces and jacks, so she collected the pot with all the guy's shoes. I stood up to let Mary sit down to take my place. It was Bill's turn to deal. Bill had taken Cathy place, and he slowly shuffled the cards. It takes a long time to shuffle two decks of cards, and he was being careful to make sure he did a good job.
After the cards were dealt, Carrie was the first to act, and she quickly announced she was opening. This time it was all the girls who had to put in their shoes, all except for Cathy. Bill tossed somebody else's shoe in for them.
A number of players including Mary took three cards, but Carrie, Joe and Bob took two and Rick took one card.
Carrie was studying her cards and finally looked back at Fred.
"Ok, Fred," Carrie said. "I'm going to open for one. That's your socks."
Fred tossed one sock into the middle and put the other one aside.
George and Mary both folded without much thought. Joe put his cards on the floor.
"I'm raising two," Joe said, as he pulled his socks off. Betty standing next to us looked at Joe with an expression that seemed to say `Are you sure you know what you're doing?', but she pulled her socks off and handed them to Joe. Joe then unbuttoned his shirt and tossed that into the pot too.
Now things were starting to get interesting. Sally folded, but Rick immediately jumped up and started pulling his socks off.
"We're seeing the bet," Rick said to Jill, who also removed her socks and Rick then pulled his shirt off over his head and placed it in the middle too.
Linda had been intently watching Rick undress and now that it was her turn, she said, "I'm seeing this bet too."
What kind of hands did all these people have? No one would bet last hand, now we had three players in for three items already. Linda wiggled out of her panty hose, while Les dropped his shirt and socks into the pot.
Bob had been enjoying the view while Linda had removed her panty hose next to him, but now he had to decide what to do. I guessed he must have something too, because it did not seem an easy decision, but after thinking, he folded.
Bill folded and then we were back to Carrie, who had a kind of worried look on her naturally very pale face. Carrie clearly had not expected this many people to bet, after what had happened on the first hand. After thinking, she folded, rather than put up two more pieces of clothes.
"Ok, Joe, what have you got there," said Rick.
"Three kings," said Joe as he spread his cards with a smile.
Linda muttered, "Damn" and threw her cards on the floor.
"Not so fast," said Rick, as he spread his hand. "I've got a straight."
I looked at Rick's cards and sure enough, it was a 7 high straight. Rick had taken one card and drawn to a straight.
"What did you have?" asked Les to Linda.
"Three Queens," said Linda as she stood up.
No wonder that had been so much betting. I wonder what Carrie had? Probably three of something smaller.
Mary stood up and let me sit down for the next hand. It looked like Mary's strategy was beginning to pay off. The Betty, Joe team and the Linda, Les team were both down three pieces of clothes. The Fred/Carrie team was down one item also. So Mary and I just had to wait for one of them to lose. We would see how good a poker player Les really was.
Fred dealt out the next hand. I got another queen high garbage hand. Kristen was the first to act, and she passed. So did I. Betty passed and Kevin finally opened the betting. For me that just meant my socks, but I looked to see Betty unfastening her blouse and Linda stood up and pulled her tight fitting knit blouse off over her head. With both Betty and Linda's while lacy bras now in full view, I began to feel a bulge in my pants.
Most people took three cards, except for Sharon, who took one and Kristen, who took two. My three new cards gave me a pair of eight's, but that was clearly a loser.
Since Kevin had opened, he was the first to act, but he passed. Everyone else passed around to Cathy.
"I'm opening for two," Cathy said, and she tossed two shoes into the pot.
Fred, Kristen, myself, Betty and Kevin folded. Jill was staring at Cathy. Rick and Jill had a big stack of clothes from winning the previous hand, so Jill could afford to call Cathy's bet, even with almost nothing in her hand. Finally, Jill called the bet and tossed a couple shoes into the pot.
Everyone else folded.
"Ok, what have you got Cathy?" asked Jill.
"Two Pair, Queen's and ten's," Cathy announced.
Jill threw her hand away. Obviously she did not have very much. So Cathy won the hand with two pair, Queen's and ten's.
Mary played the next hand, but it seemed to be almost a repeat of the last hand. This time Rick was playing instead of Jill and Bill instead of Cathy, but the two teams with the big stacks of clothes next to them were once again the only bettors. Mary's lost her socks. Joe and Les both lost their pants this hand, so they were now both sitting there with obvious bulges in their underpants. This brought a smile to Mary's face as she glanced over at Joe. Rick won the hand with three three's. Of the first four hands, Rick and Jill had won two and Cathy and Bill had won two.
I took Mary seat on the floor and looked around the circle as I picked up the cards and began to shuffle them. I was going to have to ante my shirt this hand, but Betty would have to ante her slacks and Linda would ante her short little skirt. Things were definitely starting to get interesting. I dealt out the cards and picked up my hand. I had two queens and some small junk. If I drew a third queen, it would be hard to not bet, but that probably wouldn't happen.
Betty was the first to act, and she passed. So did everyone else, right back to me. I had a minimum opening hand, so I opened with my shirt. Betty stood up and unzipped her slacks. She stepped out of them one leg at a time, revealing pure white lacey panties. Betty dropped her slacks in the pot and sat down next to me. Kevin pulled off his shirt for the opening bet. Jill tossed in somebody's shoe. Les turned and looked at Linda.
"Oh," Linda said. She unzipped her skirt and let it fall casually to the floor, revealing white low cut panties. Linda bent over and picked the skirt off the floor, tossing it into the pot. Linda had been standing behind Les, but now without her skirt, she decided to sit down.
Bob removed his shirt for his and Sharon's opening bet. Cathy tossed a pair of shoes from her pile into the pot. Carrie slowly unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it in the pot. George casually pulled off his shirt and tossed it into the center of the circle.
Everybody took three cards, except for Sharon, who took two. Sharon must have had a small pair and an Ace kicker, because she didn't open. I picked up my three new cards, but they were just junk, so I still had only a pair of queens. Before the draw, I guess a pair of queens must have been the best hand, but I was sure it wasn't now, so I passed.
Betty passed too, but Kevin slowly set his cards down.
"I'm opening for one," Kevin said as he turned to Sally. Sally pulled her sweater off over her head and handed it to Kevin, who dropped it into the pot.
Jill reached down and grabbed three shoes from her pile of clothes.
"I'm raising two," Jill announced.
Les folded quietly. Sharon was clearly thinking about betting, but she folded too. Cathy immediately started counting out five shoes from her stack of clothes.
"I'm raising two also," she said.
I wondered what Jill and Cathy had, besides big piles of clothes. Fred and Kristen folded. I, of course, folded, and so did Betty. Now it was back to Kevin.
"That's four to us right," Kevin said as he stood up and began to unfasten his pants. Sally looked at Kevin with that `are you sure' look. Sally could see where this was going, and her two pieces where slacks and bra. Kevin dropped his pants and stepped out of them. There obviously was a big bulge in the front of Kevin's shorts. Kevin pulled his undershirt off over his head and sat down as he dropped it into the pot.
"I hope you know what you're doing," Sally said. She unzipped her slacks, and stepped out of them, tossing them into the pot. Sally stopped and looked around the circle, then she reached back behind her and tugged at the latch on her bra for a few seconds. She finally unlatched it, and threaded first one arm and then the other out of the straps, while holding the bra against her beasts. Sally's eyes went around the circle, then she pulled the bra away from her breasts. Free of the confines of her bra, Sally's breasts were rounded, grapefruit size mounds topped with a small, erect nipple. While modest in size, they still bounced as Sally sat down.
"Let's see there, it's two to me." Jill said, as she looked over at Sally and Kevin, now sitting next to her in their underpants and panties. Jill counted out four more shoes from her stack of clothes.
"I'm raising two more," Jill said with a smile as she looked down at the bulge in Kevin's jockey shorts.
"Well, I don't really have anything," said Cathy. "So I'll fold." Cathy smiled at Kevin and let her cards drop to the floor.
Now all eyes were on Kevin and Sally.
"Jill doesn't have anything either," Kevin said as he started to get up.
"Well...she's got more clothes on than we do," said Sally also getting up.
"I wouldn't be so sure that I'm bluffing," said Jill. "You could always fold."
"It's too late for that," said Kevin, as he jerked his shorts down to his ankles. As Kevin's erection popped out of his shorts, I heard a mixture of giggles and cheers from the girls. Kevin sat down immediately and pulled his shorts off his ankles and into the pot, while moving his legs to try to cover up.
Sally was standing behind Kevin, and when he sat down, I could now see a clear profile of her breasts. Although Sally's breasts were not large, the combination of the long bleached blonde hair draping over her naked shoulders and the neat mounds protruding from her chest, made a very uncomfortable tightness in my pants. This only lasted a second though, because Sally could feel all the eyes in the room staring at her now, and she decided to get this over quickly. She grabbed the waistband of her panties and pushed them down to the floor, then she sat down all in one motion. I only caught a brief glance at her bush as she sat down. It had clearly been trimmed and the hair was much darker than the bleached blond hair that flowed off her shoulders. Sally picked her panties off her ankles and handed them to Kevin.
"I'm expecting these right back," Sally said.
"Ok, what have you got Jill," Kevin said.
Jill smiled and spread her cards on the floor. "I have a king high," Jill said with a laugh. "What do you have Kevin."
"Jill...at least I had an Ace," said Cathy turning over the ace from her discarded cards.
Kevin turned to Sally and said, "See, I told you they were bluffing."
"Yeah, yeah...but we're the ones who are naked," said Sally. "Just show your cards, and get me back my underwear."
Kevin spread his cards on the floor. "A full house, kings over jacks," he announced, as he picked up Sally's bra and panties from the pot and handed them back to Sally. Then he grabbed his own shorts out of the pot. In a few seconds both Sally and Kevin were in their underwear again, and Sally now looked much more comfortable than the two minutes she had been sitting there naked.
With the show over, I stood up to let Mary sit down for the next hand. Three teams now had big piles of clothes behind them. Kevin and Sally had the biggest pile. Both Jill and Rick and Cathy and Bill had good size stacks, and in addition, both of them were wearing most of their own clothes. Clearly these three teams were going to make anyone else with a good hand put all their clothes in the pot to prove it.
Joe dealt out the next hand. Sally passed, but Rick opened with somebody's sock from his pile. Les pulled off his undershirt for his bet. Sharon unbuttoned and removed her blouse revealing her black lacy bra. Bill tossed in yet another shoe from his pile.
Carrie looked at Fred, who took a deep breath and unbuckled his pants. Fred stepped out of his jeans and handed them to Carrie. There was a big bulge and a wet spot on the front of Fred's jockey shorts, and he quickly sat down to provide some cover.
Kristen pulled her sweater up over her dirty blond hair and tossed it into the pot. Kristen was wearing a bluish purple lacey bra.
Now it was Mary's turn. She pulled her tight fitting sweater blouse off over her head. As she reached back to pull the last of her light brown hair through the opening, her white lacey clad breast protruded forward. Mary tossed the sweater into the pot.
Joe took off his undershirt and Sally tossed in a shoe to complete the betting. Everyone took three cards this time. Rick had opened so he was the first to act.
"I'm opening for two," Rick said as he pulled two socks from his pile of clothes.
Linda, Bob and Bill quickly folded. Carrie sat staring at Rick for quite a while, but finally folded too. Carrie must have had a little something, but not a really good hand.
George and Mary both folded.
"I'm going to see your bet," Joe said confidently. Joe stood up, looked around and pulled his shorts down to his knees. He stepped out of his shorts one leg at a time and dropped them in the pot, while he stood there with his erection sticking straight out. This brought a couple of gasps from the other side of the circle. Finally Joe sat down, but I could still see the head of his penis sticking up between his legs.
"Ok, Betty," Joe said. "It's your turn." Joe seemed to be enjoying this. As I recall, he had lost at some of our earlier games, but Betty had never had to remove her bra before, at least at any of the game that I was at. Betty stood up and unfastened her bra in back. She let the bra slide down her arms away from her breasts. Betty clearly had the largest breasts of any of the girls here tonight. Sitting on the floor looking up at her, they looked like huge mountains. Freed from the support of her bra, her breasts sagged noticeably.
After Betty sat down, I finally glanced back at Mary and realized she had been watching me stare up at Betty's breasts. She smiled and leaned over and whispered, "Enjoying the view?"
"Yes," I replied. "There are some interesting things popping up around here."
Mary giggled and glanced over at Joe.
"I can see that," she whispered. "But I hope somebody loses soon, or we are going to be a bit too revealing ourselves."
"I'm raising one," said Sally, as she pulled three shoes from her stack of clothes.
"You didn't have to do that," Betty said staring at Sally.
"Well...If I had to do it, then you can too," replied Sally.
Rick tossed another sock to see the bet.
Betty stood up, and casually pulled her panties down to her knees and stepped out of them. She tossed them into the pot, then forced a big smile and struck a pose.
"Was this what you were looking for?" she said.
I was looking almost directly at her bush, which was right at my eye level as I sat on the floor behind Mary. Betty had a large mound of curly dark brown hair, and I could just see the front of her vaginal lips between her legs.
After a few seconds Betty sat down, and I realized that Mary had been staring at me again, rather than Betty. Mary giggled.
"Ok, what have you got, Sally?" asked Joe.
Sally smiled and spread her cards. "A pair of tens," she said.
"A pair of Kings," said Rick.
"Three nine's," said Joe as he spread his cards.
Joe handed Betty her bra and panties, then slipped his own jockey shorts back on. As Betty's ample breasts once again disappeared behind the vile of her bra, I realized this was not really a good development. Now only Les and Linda had significantly fewer clothes than we did. They had only three items of clothes left, but if they could win one of the next three hands, we could be in trouble.
As Mary and I changed places, Mary whispered to me, "Relax and stick with the plan." Well, she wasn't panicking yet.
Kevin dealt out the cards this time, and once again I got a pair of queens. If the third queen showed up on the draw, I would have to go for it, but otherwise, I would just fold it.
Jill was the first to act, but she passed.
Les turned to Linda and said, "I can open."
Linda stared blankly back at Les for a few seconds.
"Oh," Linda said when she realized that meant they were betting her bra.
Linda got to her feet, and struggled with the clasp on her bra for several seconds before getting it unfastened. Linda let the bra slide down her arms away from her breasts, then tossed the bra into the pot. Linda's breasts reminded me of small mountains. They were almost triangular in cross section, with a rounded top. Although they were much smaller than Betty's breasts, I could not detect any sag as Linda seem to proudly push them out of her chest.
"Enjoying the view, guys?" she asked with a knowing smile, then she sat down.
Sharon turned to Bob, who stood up and unfastened his pants. As he pulled his slacks off I could see a very wet spot on the front of his jockey short. Bob threw his pants into the pot and sat down.
Cathy pulled a shoe out of her stack and added it to the pot.
Fred looked back at Carrie, who stood up and unzipped her slacks. Carrie quickly stepped out of the slacks and handed them to Fred, before sitting back down. Without her slacks now, Carrie began to remind me of a ghost again. Her very light complexion with only a few freckles contrasted sharply with her read hair. Last Saturday I wondered what color the hair in her bush would be, but I never got a chance to see the answer. Maybe this week I would.
Without any prompting from Kristen, George got up and removed his pants. He too had a big bulge in his jockey shorts, and what looked like a small wet spot in front.
Now it was my turn. I stood up and unzipped my pants. I figured I was going to find a wet spot on my jockeys too, and I was right about that. I pulled my pants off, threw them over Mary into the pot, and sat down. It actually felt better to be out of my pants. The bulge was starting to be very uncomfortable.
Betty, Kevin and Jill just tossed in shoes or socks from their piles of clothes.
I drew three cards and so did everyone else. I picked up my three cards hoping for a third queen. Instead I found two two's and a four. Now I had two pair, queens and two's. This was hard. I doubted this hand was actually highest, but it might hold up against the players with big stacks. Still it seemed unlikely.
"I pass," announced Les, interrupting my thought.
Sharon, Cathy, Fred and Kristen all quickly passed too.
I thought about it for a minute, but decided my best shot was to pass and hope it got passed all the way around. If somebody bet, I would have a chance to decide if I thought I had him or her beat.
Betty passed, but Kevin pulled out two shoes and said, "I'm opening for two."
I stared at Kevin. He could be just bluffing, trying to steal the pot, but I couldn't be sure.
Jill folded, but Les sat very still staring at Kevin.
"I think your bluffing," Les finally said. "I'll see your bet."
Les jumped to his feet and casually stepped out of his jockey shorts. Les erection hung down at a 45 degree angle, making me think that he was spending a lot of his mental energies on the poker game. Linda stood up next to him and casually stepped out of her panties. Linda was almost completely shaved. There was only a very small patch of dark hair visible. Linda moved next to Les and struck pose for the group. Even across the circle, I could clearly see the front of Linda's vaginal lips. From their behavior I would guess that Les and Linda had played this game before.
After a few seconds, the two of them sat down. Sharon, Cathy, Fred and Kristen all quickly folded. I figured that Kevin did not have much and my two pair probably had him beat, but Les was another story. Maybe Vicky had spooked me about Les, but if Les was challenging Kevin with a hand that was worse than mine, he was taking a big, big chance. I couldn't risk it, so I folded.
Betty immediately folded too.
"Ok, what have you got," asked Les.
"A pair of fives," said Kevin as he spread his cards on the floor.
"I figured," smirked Les. "Two pair, aces and queens."
It was a good thing I folded. Les did have my hand beat.
Less grabbed Linda's bra and panties and handed them to her. Then he pulled his own jockey shorts out of the pot and pulled them on. As Linda pulled on her panties and bra, I realized things were not going completely as we had planned. We had five pieces of clothes left, so we could last five more hands. Sharon and Bob and Kristen and George were in the same position. Fred and Carrie only had four pieces of clothes. The pressure was on Fred and Carrie right now, but if they won one of the next four hands, then the pressure was on us.
I got up and let Mary take my seat. Rick shuffled the cards and dealt out another hand. The action started with Linda, and she passed. So did everyone else right back around to Rick. I figured no one had an opening hand, but Rick tossed out somebody's sock and said, "I can open."
Linda opened with a newly won shoe.
Bob turned to Sharon, who stood up and unzipped her skirt. She let the skirt fall to the floor, and revealing black lacey low cut underwear that matched her bra. She bent over and picked up the skirt and tossed it into the pot.
Bill bet a shoe from his collection of winnings.
Fred pulled off his undershirt and dropped it in the pot.
Kristen stood up and unzipped her slacks. She pulled them down to her knees, then stepped out of them. Kristen was wearing bluish purple panties with white lace across the top that matched her bra.
Mary stood up and unzipped her blue skirt. She held it down around her knee and stepped out of the skirt. Mary was wearing lacey white panties, similar to what I had seen at previous games. She dropped her skirt into the pot and sat back down.
Joe and Sally both threw a shoe in for their opening bet.
Everyone took three cards, except for Linda. Linda took only two cards.
Rick had opened, but he passed. Linda, Bob and Bill all quickly passed too.
Carrie was clearly thinking about betting, but was having a hard time making up her mind. Finally, she turned to Fred and said, "I'm going to bet."
Carrie stood up, reached behind her and unfastened her bra. She quickly let the bra slide down her arms away from her breasts and dropped the bra into the pot. Carries breasts were round and firm looking, but far from large. While I couldn't completely place it, something about the whiteness of Carrie's skin, contrasted with the redness of her hair, made her seem...well...supernatural, a ghostly apparition. While this was sexy, it was also, somehow not sexy too.
Kristen looked at Carrie for a moment, then folded. Mary folded without any thought.
Joe looked over at Carrie. "I'm raising two," he announced. Joe pulled out three socks from his pile and tossed them into the pot. Everyone else folded back around to Carrie.
"Well, I knew this was coming," Carrie said. She stood up smiled at all of us, pushed her breast out as far as she could to make them look as larger as possible. Then she slowly pushed her panties down, off her hips and let them fall to the floor. Her bush was in clear view as she kicked her panties into the pot with her foot. Carries bush hair was indeed reddish, but darker than the hair on her head. I guess the fact that it never saw sunlight made it darker.
Carrie sat down and said, "Ok, Fred. Your turn."
Fred stood up and pulled his jockey shorts down to his knees, and sat down in a single motion. He did this much better than last Saturday, when he fell over trying it, but the girls were still giggling as Fred scrambled to hide his erection and toss his underpants into the pot.
"Well, you figured I had nothing, didn't you?" Joe asked as he spread his cards. "Two pair, tens and eight's."
Carrie looked relieved. "Aces and Kings," see said as she spread her two pair. Carrie grabbed her panties and immediately slipped them back on. She gave Fred his underpants and slipped her bra back over her shoulders.
"Now we are in trouble," Mary whispered to me as we got up to change positions for the next hand. This was clearly true. We had four pieces of clothes left, and we had to win one of the next four hands, or we were going to be a little underdressed for our run tonight.
Les dealt out the cards and this time I got a pair of three's, a queen, a four and a two. A third three would make this hand playable, but I hadn't gotten any good draws tonight.
The betting started with Sharon, and she opened right away. Bob pulled off his undershirt for the bet.
Cathy and Fred put in shoes or socks from their piles.
George contributed his undershirt for Kristen's opening bet.
I pulled off my undershirt for our opening bet.
Betty, Kevin, Jill, and Les opened with shoes or socks from their winnings.
We all drew three cards, except for Sharon, who only took one card. I did not find the a third three in my new cards, but I did get a pair of tens, so I now had two pair. Would that be good enough? It seemed unlikely, but we were getting desperate.
Sharon stood up and announced, "I'm betting one." With that she unsnapped her bra in back, then threaded her arms out of first one strap and then the other. Then she pulled the bra away from her breasts. Sharon's breasts were just the way I remembered them. They had been the first girl's breasts I had ever seen on the night of that first strip poker game. I had knick named them the Grand Tetons, after the mountain range, although in truth Sharon's breasts are really of modest size. It is the shape of her breasts, not the size, which reminds me of the mountains I had seen in Wyoming two summers ago.
After Sharon sat down, Cathy, Fred and Kristen all folded.
Sharon was not the best poker player in this game, but she knew what kind of a hand it took to win. I guessed she had a better hand than my two pair, so I folded.
Betty dropped one shoe in the pot and said, "I'll see the bet."
Why hadn't Betty raised? I guess her pile of clothes was not as big as the other teams, and she was being cautious. Besides, she had seen Bob and Sharon naked before, so no big deal.
Kevin folded, but Jill was busy pulling socks out of her pile.
"I'm raising two," Jill said, dropping three socks into the pot.
Les folded, and that brought it back to Sharon. Sharon looked at Bob.
"I'll go first," she said as she stood up. Sharon slipped her fingers under the elastic waistband of her panties. She paused for a second and then pushed her panties down to her thighs. There were several gasps of surprise. Sharon had shaved her bush and was now completely bare.
"What do you think?" Sharon asked, as she stepped out of her panties. "I did it this morning, just for tonight."
Sharon dropped her panties in the pot and sat down.
"Ok Bob, your turn," she said.
"Hey, did you shave too?" yelled out George.
"No," replied Bob, as he pulled down his jockey shorts to prove it. Bob casually stepped out of his shorts and dropped them into the pot, with his erection sticking straight out. Bob carefully sat down behind Sharon, but you could still see his erection sticking up between his legs and he was making no effort to hide it.
Betty looked at Sharon, then at Jill.
"No," Betty said. "I don't know how much longer this game is going to last. I better be careful. I fold."
"Two pair, Kings and Jacks," Jill said. "Can you beat that?"
So Jill had not been completely bluffing this time, but Sharon was not at all upset.
"A full house," Sharon said. "Aces and fives."
Sharon handed Bob his jockey shorts and pulled her own panties back on. As I watched the Grand Tetons disappear from view again, I realized we were now even worse off. We had only three pieces of clothes left. Mary would have to bet her bra this hand, and only Kristen and George had the same problem that we faced.
Les dealt out the cards and this time I got a pair of three's, a queen, a four and a two. A third three would make this hand playable, but I hadn't gotten any good draws tonight.
The betting started with Sharon, and she opened right away. Bob pulled off his undershirt for the bet.
Cathy and Fred put in shoes or socks from their piles.
George contributed his undershirt for Kristen's opening bet.
I pulled off my undershirt for our opening bet.
Betty, Kevin, Jill, and Les opened with shoes or socks from their winnings.
We all drew three cards, except for Sharon, who only took one card. I did not find the a third three in my new cards, but I did get a pair of tens, so I now had two pair. Would that be good enough? It seemed unlikely, but we were getting desperate.
Sharon stood up and announced, "I'm betting one." With that she unsnapped her bra in back, then threaded her arms out of first one strap and then the other. Then she pulled the bra away from her breasts. Sharon's breasts were just the way I remembered them. They had been the first girl's breasts I had ever seen on the night of that first strip poker game. I had knick named them the Grand Tetons, after the mountain range, although in truth Sharon's breasts are really of modest size. It is the shape of her breasts, not the size, which reminds me of the mountains I had seen in Wyoming two summers ago.
After Sharon sat down, Cathy, Fred and Kristen all folded.
Sharon was not the best poker player in this game, but she knew what kind of a hand it took to win. I guessed she had a better hand than my two pair, so I folded.
Betty dropped one shoe in the pot and said, "I'll see the bet."
Why hadn't Betty raised? I guess her pile of clothes was not as big as the other teams, and she was being cautious. Besides, she had seen Bob and Sharon naked before, so no big deal.
Kevin folded, but Jill was busy pulling socks out of her pile.
"I'm raising two," Jill said, dropping three socks into the pot.
Les folded, and that brought it back to Sharon. Sharon looked at Bob.
"I'll go first," she said as she stood up. Sharon slipped her fingers under the elastic waistband of her panties. She paused for a second and then pushed her panties down to her thighs. There were several gasps of surprise. Sharon had shaved her bush and was now completely bare.
"What do you think?" Sharon asked, as she stepped out of her panties. "I did it this morning, just for tonight."
Sharon dropped her panties in the pot and sat down.
"Ok Bob, your turn," she said.
"Hey, did you shave too?" yelled out George.
"No," replied Bob, as he pulled down his jockey shorts to prove it. Bob casually stepped out of his shorts and dropped them into the pot, with his erection sticking straight out. Bob carefully sat down behind Sharon, but you could still see his erection sticking up between his legs and he was making no effort to hide it.
Betty looked at Sharon, then at Jill.
"No," Betty said. "I don't know how much longer this game is going to last. I better be careful. I fold."
"Two pair, Kings and Jacks," Jill said. "Can you beat that?"
So Jill had not been completely bluffing this time, but Sharon was not at all upset.
"A full house," Sharon said. "Aces and fives."
Sharon handed Bob his jockey shorts and pulled her own panties back on. As I watched the Grand Tetons disappear from view again, I realized we were now even worse off. We had only three pieces of clothes left. Mary would have to bet her bra this hand, and only Kristen and George had the same problem that we faced.
I stood up and let Mary take her seat to play this hand. Bob finished pulling his undershirt back on and shuffled the cards for the next hand. After the cards were dealt, the action started with Bill, but he passed. So did Carrie and George.
Mary looked at her cards again, then stood up. "I can open," she said. Mary released her bra strap in back, then threaded each arm out of the bra while holding it against her chest. When both of arms were free of the straps, she looked up and pulled the bra away from her breasts. I was sitting behind her, so I could only see the side of her breasts, but I could tell from the expressions of Les and Bob on the other side of the circle that they were enjoying the view.
Mary sat down and everyone else opened with shoes or socks from their piles until it got back to George.
Kristen stood up without any prompting from George. She smiled as she popped the clasp on her bra, and just let the bra slide away from her breast. Standing almost next to me, I looked up at Kristen's breasts. They sagged slightly without the support of her bra. Kristen tossed the bluish purple bra into the pot and sat down next to me.
Mary was now sitting topless in front of me, and Kristen was topless next to me. I looked down at my shorts and noticed a large wet spot on my jockey shorts. Then I realized next hand it would be my shorts that we had to bet. Maybe Mary would win this hand. She had opened anyway. Of course, if Mary bet, the first thing she bet would be my shorts.
Mary took two cards and so did Linda. Rick took just one card, but everyone else took three. Mary had opened and so she had to act first, but she passed. That was what I would do with anything less than a killer hand.
Joe passed, but Sally pulled a shoe out and stuck it in the pot.
"I'm opening for one," Sally said.
I wonder why she didn't open for two?
Everyone folded around to Mary again.
Mary stared at Sally for a long time. If she called this bet, it was my shorts she would be using to call it, but after a long silence, Mary shook her head, and said, "I fold."
Joe then folded too.
Jill smiled and laughed. "I only had a pair of Queens," she said.
Mary didn't say anything. Mary stood up so we could change places. I leaned over and whispered, "What did you have?"
"A pair of Kings," Mary said. "I kept an ace. If I'd had three of kind, I would have called her."
Well things were really desperate now. We had to win either this hand or the next hand. Mary could have won the last hand, but I couldn't fault her for not betting. I wouldn't have bet either with just a pair of kings.
Cathy shuffled the cards and dealt the next hand. My cards did not look very promising, a pair of fives, an ace, queen and a jack. I would have to hope for a third five or another pair on the draw.
The first to act was Fred, and he passed. So did Kristen and then I passed. Everyone else passed right back to Cathy. I was hoping she would pass too, in which case we would deal a new hand, but Cathy opened with a sock.
Fred tossed in a sock too.
George stood up next to me, and I realized I was next. There were some giggles as George casually stepped out of his shorts and dropped them in the pot. George then sat back down, with his erection sticking out between his legs for everyone to see.
Well this was it. I stood up, closed my eyes and pushed my shorts down. I heard the same giggles and some girl said, "All right, two of them." I sat back down and opened my eyes. My erection was sticking up between my legs, and when I looked up I could see both Betty and Kristen on either side of me staring down at it.
I looked Betty in the eye and said, "You have seen one before, haven't you?"
Betty laughed. "Oh, yes," she said. "But I didn't get a very good look at yours before."
Everyone else opened with items from their winnings. I took three cards, deciding not to keep the ace. So did everyone else except for Sharon, who took just one card.
I picked up my three new cards and my heart leaped. There was the third five, plus a king and a jack. I had three fives now! Would that be good enough to win? I was going to have to find out. We would either win this pot, or we would be doing some au naturel jogging on campus tonight.
Cathy had opened, but she now passed. So did Fred and Kristen, so that left it up to me. I could pass, and hope that everyone else did too. Then I could win without betting. If someone did bet, then I could see that bet. That seemed safer, so I passed.
Betty, Kevin, Jill, and Les all passed, but Sharon bet one sock.
Cathy folded immediately, but Fred sat there looking at his cards and then at his stack of clothes.
"There's no sense pushing this one," Fred said. "I'll fold too."
Kristen quickly folded, which brought it back to me. Sharon had drawn one card, so she probably had two pair, which I could beat. She could have drawn to a straight or a flush and made it or have a full house now, all of which I couldn't beat, but that was less likely. Given my current attire, I had no choice but to call this bet.
"I'll see the bet," I said turning to Mary.
Mary stood up behind me. She casually pulled her panties down to her thighs and stepped out of them. She handed them to me, and I deposited them in the pot.
Everyone else quickly folded, and the room became silent. This was it. Sharon smiled and spread out her cards.
"Two pair, tens and threes," she said.
I let out a big sigh of relief. "Three fives," I said, spreading my cards on the floor.
I grabbed Mary panties and passed them back to her.
"Hey," yelled Fred. "That's not fair. I had three nine's" Fred held out his cards for everyone to see.
"It doesn't matter, you folded," I said.
"But I should have won," Fred protested.
"I folded a pair of aces on the previous hand that Sally won with a pair of queens," Joe said.
"You got to bet, if you want to win, Fred," said Les. "What were you thinking?"
"Well...I was worried that we seem to have a smaller stack of clothes than everyone else," Fred replied. "And the game might last all night... If I'd known that Larry was going to bet, I would have called the bet."
"Well, that's poker," said Les. "If you play a lot, it won't be the last time you fold the winner."
Mary slipped her panties back on, and I pulled my underpants out of the pot and slipped them back on. Then I pulled in the rest of the pot, which was mostly shoes and socks. I noticed Mary was still topless.
"Where's your bra," I asked Mary while surveying our newly won stack of clothes.
"Sally's got it," said Mary. "We lost it last hand."
"Oh," I replied.
Mary sat down to play the next hand, while I relaxed behind her. Now our only worry was that George would pull out a big win this hand, which would put us back at square one and mean we would be here all night. Carrie shuffled the cards and dealt them out. George passed and so did Mary, but Joe opened with some man's undershirt.
Everyone quickly saw this with shoes or socks until we got to George.
"Ok, this is what you all have been waiting for," Kristen mumbled as she stood up. Kristen pushed breasts out, then wiggled as she slide her panties off her hips and down her thighs. She stepped out of the panties and tossed them over George's head into the pot.
"This is what you came here for boys," Kristen said as she struck a little pose next to me. I looked up from the floor next to Kristen and could clearly see her vaginal lips under her brownish bush.
After a few seconds Kristen sat down, and Mary tossed a man's shoe in the pot for our bet. Most people took three cards, but Rick took two and Bob took one.
Joe had opened, but he passed.
"I'll bet one," Sally said, throwing a shoe into the pot.
Rick dropped a man's shirt into the pot from his team's winnings to see the bet.
Linda folded, but Bob quickly gathered up three socks. "I'm raising two," Bob announced.
Bill and Carrie both folded, and that brought it to George.
"We're all in already," George smiled.
"Ok," Mary said as she reached out to divide the pot. "Here is your side pot."
Mary then looked at Bob and said, "I'm raising two." Mary counted out five socks and shoes from our pile. What did Mary have?
Sally looked at Mary, then looked at Bob.
"Ok, I'll raise two also," Sally said. Sally counted out six items from her big pile of clothes.
Rick looked at Sally and shook his head. Rick only had a few items left in his stack of winnings.
"I'll fold," Rick said.
Bob was smiling at Mary.
"It looks like you like your hand," Bob said. "Do you like it enough to go all in with it?"
Mary smiled. "Why would I want to go all in? What could I possibly win by going all in?"
Mary was right. This was probably the last hand. Mary was a sensible girl. After the last hand, Mary would not bet everything again this hand.
"Well, you could get us all in too," Bob said. "Loser streaks the campus with George and Kristen."
"What!" yelled Sharon. "You can't do that."
"I'm in charge of the betting on this hand, remember," said Bob firmly to Sharon.
"I think you've got more clothes than we do," pointed out Mary.
"Well count how much you got left," Bob said.
Mary had four pieces left, plus the two we were wearing.
"Ok," Bob said. "We've got six here, but I need 2 to see your raise. Then we're wearing four, so you're right. We have two more pieces than you do."
Bob looked down at his pile of clothes. He picked up a man's undershirt and tossed it to Mary.
"There," Bob said. "Now we have exactly the same number of items, so do you want to go all in?"
"You can't do that," protested Sharon. "You can't give our clothes away like that."
"I don't think the rules allow that," Mary said as she threw the undershirt back to Bob. "I don't want your clothes."
"Well, ok," Bob said. "Then how about a side bet, not part of the pot, loser has to streak with George and Kristen."
"Hey, that assumes we are going to lose this hand," said Kristen.
"Well, I think that's a safe assumption," George said. "I don't have anything." George flipped his cards face up on the floor.
"You can make your own side bets," Sharon said. "But leave me out of them."
"Ok," Bob said. "Let's leave Sharon and Larry out of it then. Just you and me, loser streaks with Kristen and George. Do you like your cards that much, Mary?"
Mary stared back at Bob. There was no reason for Mary to accept this bet. Why would she risk having to streak the campus just to see Bob streak?
Bob shook his head.
"I figured she doesn't have the guts to take my bet," Bob said. "Mary like's to play it safe. Larry had to save her ass in this game tonight."
It was obvious that Bob was trying to goad Mary into accepting his silly bet, and I was sure Mary wouldn't fall for it.
"Ok, Bob," Mary said. "You're on. Loser streaks. What have you got?"
What was Mary thinking! I tried to see Mary face, but from behind I could not tell what her expression was.
"Wait a minute," protested Sally. "No one has seen my bet yet, and what happens if I win the hand?"
Bob grabbed two pieces of clothes and tossed them in the pot. "There I saw your bet. This is just a bet between Mary and me."
Mary tossed in a shirt and a man's underpants. "I see the bet too. Now what have you got."
"A pair of tens," giggled Sally.
Bob smiled and spread his cards on the floor. "A full house, tens and kings."
Mary seemed very calm, as she lowered her hands and spread her cards. I looked over her shoulder. The nipples on her breast were hard and erect, but all I could see were small cards, no face cards or aces. Had Mary been bluffing? Then I saw it.
"Four nines," Mary said softly.
"What!" yelled Bob. "How could she get that hand?"
"How do you think Bob," Mary replied contemptuously. "I had two nines and I drew two more."
"How can you beat luck like that," Bob said.
"I think you have just learned your first lesson in big bet poker the hard way," Les said shaking his head.
"What do you mean?" Bob asked.
"Big bet poker like no limit or pot limit is a completely different game than limit poker. You just made one of the classic mistakes of big bet poker."
People were starting to look for their clothes to get dressed, except of course, for Kristen and George. I started trying to pick mine out of the piles of clothes all over the room.
"What mistake did I make?" Bob asked Les. "I had a great hand and I bet it. Mary was just really lucky and had a better hand, that's all."
Les was busy picking up his and Linda's clothes.
"Your mistake was making a bet that Mary would only call, if she had you beat," said Les as he pulled his pants up.
"Mary knew I had a full house?" Bob asked with a confused look.
"You drew one card, and you wanted to bet everything with Mary really badly. You either had drawn one card to a straight or a flush, or you had two pair and drew to a full house."
Bob looked perplexed at this.
"Here, you can wear this for the walk to campus," Sharon said as she handed Bob a jogging suit. Sharon then went over and handed George another jogging suit. Kristen already had one and was putting it on.
"You need to take off your shorts and shirt off before you put the jogging suit on," said Mary, who was now almost completely dressed and smiling down at Bob shorts.
"Did you know I had a full house?" Bob asked Mary.
"Well...I figured you had a straight or a flush," Mary replied. "But I knew a full house was likely too."
"And you only bet, because you knew you had me beat?" Bob asked.
"Knew is too strong," Mary said. "You could have had a straight flush or a higher four of a kind, but I thought that was real unlikely."
Bob pulled his shorts down quickly under Mary's watchful eyes and then pulled on the pants from the jogging suit.
"Well, some day, Mary, your luck is going to run out," Bob said.
"What'd mean?" Mary said. "You got to see all of me tonight, didn't you? What more did you want to see?"
"He obviously wanted to see you running across campus in your birthday suit," laughed Sharon. "Now it's him who will be letting it all hang out for tonight's run."
"If everybody's ready, let's get going," Mary said.
People slowly started to file out the door, and down the stairs. I followed behind Mary. When we got outside, I realized how chilly the nights had become.
"I hope our streakers don't catch cold tonight," I said to Mary as we walked along towards campus.
"Well...they'll just have to run fast enough to keep warm," Mary said loud enough for Bob to hear.
Bob had clearly heard Mary, but he was ignoring her.
"I don't know how fast the guys can run," Sally laughed. "I mean with things flapping around down there ... they might injure themselves if they run too fast."
The girls all giggled at this.
"Well, I think Kristen is going to have a few problems with things bouncing around up front too," Fred said with a sneer.
As we walked along in the crisp night air, I glanced at my watch and noticed it was just after midnight. I knew the poker game had taken a long time, but I had not realized it was this late. We were approaching the south entrance to the campus, and as we crossed the last main street, I noticed only a few small groups of people still on this street. There would still be lots of people a few blocks away on Main Street, but here at the edge of campus, it was very quiet this time of night. We crossed the street and walked a few hundred feet up to the South entrance. As we turned into the gate a single couple came walking out of the gate arm in arm. They didn't pay any attention to us as they headed off down the street.
"Ok," Sharon said softly. "Now we want to all stay together in one group, so don't go running off."
This was the moment of truth. Bob looked at Sharon and Mary. George and Kristen looked at each other and the group.
"Let's not stand around here all night," Kristen finally said as she pulled off her sweatshirt revealing her rounded breasts. "I want to get this over before it gets any colder."
George started pulling off his sweatshirt too. Bob hesitated a moment, but then quickly pulled his sweatshirt off too. Kristen was out of her jogging shorts, and George pulled down his jogging shorts. I noticed that George no longer had a full erection. Was that the cold air or fear that had caused him to lose his erection. Bob pulled off his jogging pants over his shoes and tossed them to Sharon.
"Let's get going," yelled Kristen. "I'm freezing."
Mary and Sharon took off, with everyone else close behind. I turned back to see Kristen's breasts smoothly flowing up and down with her stride behind me. Bob and George's partially erect penises flapped up like doorknockers against their stomach and back down between their legs.
We had seen no one yet when we came up to the first turn around the chemistry building. After we made the turn, up ahead I could see a small group of people heading towards us. They were talking with each other and laughing and not paying much attention as we approached. As I went past the group, one of the guys looked up at us with an amazed expression on his face.
I heard someone behind us yell, "There's a naked girl ..."
I looked back at the group, but they weren't trying to follow us.
As we rounded the last turn before the central campus square, a male voice ahead of us yelled, "Here they come."
I looked around the central square as we entered it. Off to the right a group of about 50 to 100 students was running out to greet us. Who were these people?
"It's them, it really is them," I heard a guy yelling. These people seemed to be expecting us. Had word of the strip poker game leaked out to this many people? Suddenly a camera flash went off in my face, and I couldn't see very well for several seconds. I was following Sharon and Mary and we headed off towards the Northwest entrance.
Then I remember what Vicky had told me this afternoon. She had said she was going to wait on campus for me with a camera! Had Vicky gotten all these people out here in the middle of the night in the hopes of seeing me streaking! I looked around but my eyes were still trying to readjust to the dark. I couldn't see anyone that looked like Vicky, in fact I could only see guys. If Vicky had organized all this for me, she was going to be disappointed that I still had my clothes on.
Sharon and Mary now seemed to be running faster and I picked up my pace to try to keep up. I looked back and I saw Fred and Rick pushing some guys out of the way who were trying to chase after us. They seemed to be staying behind to try to cut off any pursuit. I looked up just as we came upon a couple walking arm in arm. The guy looked up and pointed at us with wide-eyed astonishment as we ran past.
I turned and looked back, to see them staring after us with Fred and Rick running towards us in the distance. We were now getting close to the Northwest entrance where the streak was supposed to end. As we rounded a curve past a group of trees, I heard laughing and talking ahead of us. I saw a group of four of five guys walking towards us. They looked like they were drunk, and were helping to steady each other as they walked. As we raced past them, one of them said, "Hey, those guys are naked." Another one said, "That was a naked GIRL, you idiot!"
I could now see the Northwest entrance ahead. Bob sprinted past me with his penis slapping against his stomach trying to catch up with Sharon, who was carrying his jogging suit. Sharon stopped just short of the gate and Bob grabbed his jogging pants.
"Who were all those people?" asked Bob as he pulled up the pants.
"Some of them had cameras," protested Kristen as she pulled a sweatshirt over her head.
"I don't know," replied Sharon, trying to catch her breath.
"You told me there would be nobody here at this hour of the night," Bob complained as he pulled on his sweatshirt.
"Somebody must have told people we were coming," Sharon said. "Did any of you talk about the game tonight."
Vicky had known. Where had she found out? Could she have told all those people? She would only have to tell a few guys, and the word would spread quickly in the dorm, but I hadn't heard anything before I left for the game.
Rick and Fred came jogging up and I heard shouting in the distance coming from behind them.
"I don't think we should hang around here," said Fred, breathing heavily. "Some of those guys are going to follow."
"Ok we can split up here," Sharon said. "Do you know any of those guys, Fred?"
"I've seen some of them around the dorm," replied Fred.
"I think they were mostly freshman," added Rick, as he turned and looked back at the sound of approaching groups. "Let's get out of here quick."
Rick took Jill's hand and started through the gate. Sharon and Bob followed them out the gate, but turned the other way. Although I was still out of breath, I took Mary's hand and we went out the gate and turned back to the east to head for Mary's dorm.
"Do you think Vicky told those people," I said still trying to catch my breath.
"I doubt it," replied Mary looking over her shoulder at the noise of someone coming up fast behind us. It was Les and Linda obviously trying to catch up with us.
"Hey, mind if we join you," said Les.
"Not at all," I said.
"Hey, do you guys ever play poker for money?" said Les.
"Not really," I said. The truth was the only poker I had ever played was strip poker.
"Well, you should think about it," Les said. "I think you could make a bundle of money."
I looked at Mary.
"I've never really thought about it," said Mary.
"You should," said Les. "Most guys never give a girl credit for knowing how to play poker. You could clean up, Mary."
"I don't know," Mary replied. "I don't have much money I could afford to lose."
"These are pretty low limit games," Les answered. "You must have at least a couple hundred bucks expense money for the rest year, right?"
"Well, yeah...but I need that for expenses," replied Mary.
"For these games one hundred dollars is a good starting bankroll," Les said. "If you just play the way you did tonight, I wouldn't worry too much about losing it."
"Les has been trying to teach me how to play," injected Linda. "I am ready to try it, but I don't want to be the only girl in this game with these frat boys."
"I don't know," Mary said. "Playing poker with frat boys somehow doesn't sound like too much fun."
"Oh, these guys are real jerks," said Les. "But I'm not asking you to go on a date with them. They've got lots of money, and they seem to like losing it at poker. The point is to take their money. Wouldn't you like to help Linda separate a few frat boys from their excess cash?"
"I've never played poker for money," said Mary. "I'm not sure I would be all that good at it."
"Well, it's not really that different from the game tonight," replied Les. "But I could arrange a little practice session, if you like."
"When is your next game?" asked Mary.
"There's a game planned for next Friday night," said Les.
"That's too soon," said Mary. "With the final exams coming and everything..."
"How about this," said Les. "We could get together for a practice game tomorrow sometime. Just penny poker, but it would give you some practice, and then you could decide if you wanted to try it."
"I don't know," said Mary. "We had plans for Saturday..."
"Ok...well maybe next semester," shrugged Les.
Linda gave Les a funny look, then stepped over next to Mary and whispered something in her ear. Mary looked surprised at whatever Linda had said.
"Ah...what does that mean?" Mary asked.
Linda leaned close to Mary's ear and whispered more.
Mary giggled, then said, "Yeah, Larry and I have played a game like that."
"What do you think?" asked Linda.
"I'll ask Larry," Mary said.
Mary leaned over to me and whispered, "Linda wants to play a little girls vs guys strip poker."
Linda had certainly looked good sans clothes tonight, and I guess I wouldn't mind seeing a little more of that, but it was well after midnight.
"What would the winner get?" I asked.
"Anything they want for the rest of the night," whispered Mary.
Continued in Chapter 12

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