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What was Mary thinking? The winner could get anything they want? Did that mean I could sleep with Linda if I won? Could Les sleep with Mary if he won? I was sure that wasn't what Mary meant. Mary could see the confused look on my face.
"If you or Les win, then Linda and I have to do what you tell us, and if we win, then you have to do what I tell you."
Well that made a little more sense, but I still felt uneasy about this.
"What exactly will the losers have to do?" I whispered to Mary.
"Oh...nothing you haven't done before," Mary smiled. "You'll find out after you lose."
I didn't like the sound of that. I was remembering Connie's story from a few weeks ago, and figured I knew what Mary was talking about.
"That assumes I'm going to lose," I protested.
"Well, of course, that's what I assume," Mary laughed. "Come on Larry. I'll be fun."
"Where are we going to play?" I asked. "My room is already occupied and Mary has a very uptight roommate."
"I think we can use my apartment," said Les. "My roommate is gone till Sunday."
Given Mary's enthusiasm, I couldn't think of anymore excuses, so I nodded my agreement and we started off towards Les's apartment.
"So what rules are we going to use?" I asked.
"It's late, so we could play it the old fashion way," said Les. "Just the low hand takes off a piece of clothes."
"No way," said Mary. "That's the way little kids play. How about we bet clothes like we did tonight. Larry and I played a no limit game betting clothes. I think that format would work ok with four people."
"Hey, no limit strip poker," beamed Les. "This sounds really good."
"That's no betting limit," Mary said with the emphasis on the word betting.
"Yeah," replied Les. "What did you think I meant?"
"We know what you meant, Les," laughed Linda.
"If we use the must open rule with no limit betting after the draw, that should make for an interesting game, that won't take too long," continued Mary.
"Sounds ok to me," said Les. "You sure you know how to play no limit poker?"
"Well, Larry and I have played it before," said Mary. "With only four players we should probably play any pair can open, rather than jacks to open."
Les nodded his approval.
"How do the teams work?" I asked.
"Oh we each play for ourselves," replied Linda. "And the game ends when there are only girls or only guys left in the game."
"You can get stripped and still be on the winning side," said Les.
"So if I get stripped first," I said. "But Les then strips both you girls, I still am the winner?"
"Yeah, that's right," said Les.
"Ok, I think I understand," I said.
"Oh, one other thing," Les smiled at Mary. "First person stripped on the losing team has to do one favor for the winner."
Mary looked a little unhappy at this suggestion.
"The loosers can, of course, refuse to do anything with another person," Les quickly added.
Linda leaned over to Mary's ear and whispered something in her ear again. Mary giggled.
"Oh, I see," Mary said. "Well...I'm not planning on loosing."
"Planning may not have all that much to do with it," Les said. "A few hands of bad cards, and you'll be naked no matter what your plans are."
"We'll see who ends up naked," Mary said.
I wasn't so sure about this. Mary and I had played like this once, but Les seemed to know a lot about no limit poker, so I was a little nervous about this. On the other hand, Les was on my team, so I guess it was Mary who should be worried about Les.
Les's apartment turned out to not be in the direction we had started out in at all. I wondered if Les and Linda had followed us just to invite us to play strip poker. I was also a little worried that Les seemed too interested in Mary. And what about Linda? She didn't seem at all upset about Les's interest in Mary. In fact, Linda seemed to be helping Les pursue Mary. Could Les and Linda be swingers? I had read about couples who liked to swap partners with other couples. Was that what was suppose to happen after this game? I couldn't see Mary going along with that, but did she realize that was what might happen?
Les's apartment turned out to be in a small modern building on the West Side of campus. I had not explored this part of town yet, and had not even realized that there were apartments over here on the other side of the commercial district. The apartment was a first floor, two- bedroom unit with a large living room and a kitchenette in the corner. There was a big sliding door that opened onto a very small private courtyard. The apartment upstairs had a balcony that was only a little smaller than the courtyard.
While the building was stylishly modern, as soon as you walked in the door, you could immediately tell that this was a guy's apartment. It was sparsely decorated with a football poster, an action movie poster and a poster for the movie "Rounders", which looked like it had something to do with poker, although I had never seen it. The appointments in the kitchenette were strictly functional, completely lacking any little female decorator touches. My guess was that Linda was just Les's girlfriend. She obviously did not live here.
I pulled Mary aside and whispered, "Are you sure you want to go through with this?"
"Don't worry," Mary whispered. "If I loose, I'll just have to give Les a blowjob, that's all, but I don't intend to loose."
This surprised me. Mary was not at all upset about having to give Les a blowjob? Did this mean that Mary would not be upset if I got a blowjob from Linda?
Les had gotten out a deck of cards and was clearing off the coffee table so we could play around it. Linda asked if anyone wanted something to drink. Everyone was thirsty and Linda went to the refrigerator to get some sodas. Mary went to kitchenette to help and the two girls were talking softly as then poured the drinks. I suspected they were planning strategy for this game.
Les came over said softly to me, "Look Larry, no limit poker is mostly a trapping game. If you get ahead, don't bet your big hands. Let the girls bet, then force them all in."
I nodded my agreement. This was what Mary had done to me the night we had played.
"One last thing," Les said. "Don't forget, we are a team. If you think you have me beat, don't be afraid to call me. I would rather loose to you than to the girls."
Linda and Mary brought over the sodas and we sat down around the coffee table. Mary sat at one end of the couch and I sat at the other end. Linda sat in a big chair at the end of the coffee table, while Les sat in a kitchen chair he placed on the other side of the table. With this low coffee table in the middle, you were clearly not going to be able to hide your losses under the table.
Les shuffled the cards and dealt out our first hand. As I reached for my cards, I realized my hands seemed to be shaking a little bit. What was the matter? Les and Linda had already seen me naked tonight. I could certainly take my clothes off in front of Linda, no big deal, but I was pretty sure what `favor' Linda would ask for if I lost, and I really didn't want to do that in front of Linda and Les.
I looked at my cards and was not too pleased with what I saw, a jack, eight, six, five, and a three. Then I noticed that except for the jack, they were all diamonds. My best shot was probably to draw one card and go for a flush.
Mary was the first to act and she pulled off one shoe and placed it on the coffee table to open, tossing the other shoe aside. We all quickly followed suite with our own shoes. Les took three cards. Mary and Linda both took two cards and I drew one.
Instead of another diamond, I got a black eight, so I now had a pair of eight's. With Mary and Linda each taking only two cards, this seemed to have little chance.
Mary studied her cards only briefly, then announced, "I pass."
I passed as well, but Linda immediately stood up and reached under her short skirt and wiggled out of her panty hose. She dropped them on the table and said, "I'm opening for one."
Les looked at Linda who smiled back at him. He reached down and pulled off his socks, placing one on the table and tossing the other aside.
"I'll see your bet," he said.
Mary folded and so did I.
"Ok, Linda, what have you got there," said Les.
Linda spread her cards on the table.
"Three nines," she proudly announced. Linda dragged the clothes out of the middle of the table. She pulled her panty hose out of the pile and sipped back into them. As she pulled up her short shirt to get them on again, I got a nice clear view of her white low cut panties before they disappeared beneath the panty hose.
Mary was busy shuffling the cards and dealing out the next hand. In no limit, I realized it was important to win one of the early hands so you had a stack of clothes you could use to force other players all in. I needed to win a hand soon.
I picked up the cards Mary had dealt me, and they looked even worse than the last hand, no face cards at all, just a ten, nine, six, five, and a three. Well, I could discard the ten nine or the five and three and try to draw two cards to a straight, but I knew that was stupid.
I was the first to act, so I passed. Linda passed also, but Les stood up and pulled off his shirt.
"I'll open," he said as he dropped his shirt on the coffee table.
Mary and I put our socks in the pot. Linda pushed my shoe into the pot for her bet.
Les took one card. Everybody else took three cards. With Les having opened and taken only one card, he must have two pair. I looked at my three new cards, but they were no help. I had only a jack high.
Les stood up and unfastened his pants. As he pulled them off, I could see a big bulge in his jockey shorts. Les dropped the pants on the table and sat down.
"I'm betting one," he said.
Mary studied Les for a few seconds, but folded. I folded. Linda threw her cards on the table in disgust and folded too. I guess both Mary and Linda knew Les had two pair and could not beat it.
Les pulled his shirt and pants back on while I shuffled the cards and dealt out the next hand. Les winning was certainly better than one of the girls, but I still needed to win a hand soon.
When I looked at my cards, I found a queen, jack, ten, eight, and a five. I could discard the five and try to draw an inside straight, but I knew that was a poor play. Still when I missed, I might be able to bluff that I had two pair, so maybe it would be ok.
Linda was the first to act, and she immediately pushed Les's shoe onto the table for her bet. I pulled off my shirt and dropped it on the table. Mary unfastened her blouse and added it to the pot. Les put Mary's sock in the pot.
Everybody else took three cards. I decided to try to draw to the inside straight and took only one card. It, of course, didn't work. I got a two instead of the nine I needed. Since Linda had opened, I would be last to act, so I might be able to bluff I had two pair.
Linda had opened before the draw, but she shook her head and passed.
"I'm opening for one," Les said as he dropped my shoe on the table.
Mary studied Les carefully with her eyes. She breathed in deeply and let it out slowly.
"I'll call your bet," Mary said.
Mary stood up and unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. Les was smiling as he watched Mary in her white lacey bra and panties drop her skirt on the table.
I had been thinking about bluffing that I had two pair, but with Les and Mary both betting now, that didn't seem like a good idea at all, so I folded. Linda folded too.
"Ok, Les, what have you got there," said Mary.
Les smiled.
"Three threes," he said.
`Not good enough," beamed Mary. "Three sixes."
"Damn," Les said.
I had been hoping Les would win. Now everybody except me had won a hand. Now, I was in big trouble.
Mary pulled her tight fitting sweater blouse back over her head and then slipped back into her skirt, while Linda shuffled the cards and dealt out the next hand.
When I picked up my cards this time, I saw a pair of queens. This was better, but I would need a third queen or another pair to make this into a winner.
Les was the first to act, but he passed. Mary opened the betting with Les's shoe. I stood up and unfastened my pants. As I stepped out of them, I could see a little moist spot on my jockey shorts. I dropped my pants on the table and sat down quickly. Linda put Mary's shoes in the pot and Les opened with my socks.
Everyone took three cards. I looked at my three new cards, but they were no real help. I still had just a pair of queens. I was beginning to appreciate Les comment about a few hands of bad cards getting you naked.
Mary had opened but she passed. I passed. Linda took another look at her cards, but passed. Les looked at all of us and shrugged.
"I have to pass too," Les said. "I only have an ace high."
"Pair of sixes," said Mary as she laid her cards on the table.
"Pair of queens," I said laying mine down.
"Damn" said Linda. "A pair of nines. I could have bluffed you out of that hand, but I was afraid Les would have something."
"It's easy to see what you should do when you can see everyone cards," laughed Les.
I grabbed my pants off the table and pulled them back on. Then I collected my other winnings, two shoes and a sock. It wasn't much, but it got me back to where I had started the game.
Les shuffled the cards and dealt out the next hand. Looking around I could see that Mary looked like she had one or two more pieces than the others did and Les had only the clothes he was wearing.
I picked up my cards and found a pair of eight's, a seven, a five and a two. Well, if I could get another eight, it might be a winner, but just a pair of eight's was probably no good.
Mary was the first to act and she passed. I had a pair, so I opened with Les's shoe. Mary and Linda tossed in items from their piles. Les took off his shirt and put it in the pile.
Everybody took three cards this time. I looked at my three new cards, but they were no help. I still just had a pair of eight's.
I passed. Linda studied her cards for a few seconds, but passed also. Les quickly passed too. Mary studied her cards.
"I'll bet," Mary said, tossing a sock onto the coffee table.
I stared at Mary. She had passed the opening bet, so she didn't have a pair before the draw. She had drawn three cards, so she probably had one pair. If she was betting, I was pretty sure that her pair would beat a pair of eight's, so I folded.
Linda hesitated too, but folded. Les quickly folded.
Mary smiled and pulled her winning off the coffee table. Now she clearly had more clothes than anyone else did. Les and I were clearly behind right now, and we needed to win some hands.
Mary shuffled the cards and dealt out the next hand. I was wondering what Mary really had that last hand. Had Mary bluffed us?
I picked up my cards and saw a pair of sevens, a queen, a ten and a six. Unless I could improve on the draw, this hand was no better.
I was the first to act, so I opened with Mary's shoe. Mary quickly opened with shoes from her piles of clothes. Linda no longer had a clothes collection, but she was still wearing her shoes, so she took them off. Les took off his pants again and dropped them on the table.
We all took three cards again. This time when I picked up my new cards there were two black eight's, so I now had two pair, seven's and eight's. With everyone taking three cards, that seemed like a pretty good hand. I picked up the last thing in my clothes pile, which actually looked like my sock, and tossed it into the pot.
"I'm opening for one," I said.
Linda studied me carefully.
"I'm going to raise you three," Linda said.
Linda stood up and pulled her tight fitting knit blouse off over her head. Then she unzipped her short little skirt and let it fall the floor. She picked the skirt up and tossed it into the pot. Then she wiggled her panty hose down off her hips and pulled them down her legs. Linda dropped the panty hose on the table, then reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. After a few seconds of struggle, the clasp came free and Linda's bra slide down her arms freeing her pert breasts. Linda's breasts were certainly smaller than Mary's, but they looked like little volcano's spouting out of Linda's chest. Linda smiled at me then sat down. Her breasts bounced as she settled back into her chair.
Les had been watching this show closely too. He smiled, shook his head.
"I have to fold," Les said.
Mary folded too. That left it up to me. I only had three items of clothes left, so I would have to go all in to see Linda's bet. Linda had drawn three cards, so the best she had before the draw was a pair, but she must have improved on the draw. I didn't think Linda would bet her bra unless she had a very good hand.
"I have to fold too," I said.
"All right," Linda exclaimed as she pulled her bra back off the table and her breasts disappeared from view again. Les and I were now in big trouble. I had three pieces of clothes left and Les only had two. Mary and Linda both had piles of clothes.
It was my turn to deal, so I shuffled the cards and dealt out another hand as Linda slowly got dressed again. I picked up my cards and saw two aces, plus a nine, eight and a six. This looked better than any other starting hand I had gotten in this game, but I would feel much better if I could improve it on the draw.
Since I had dealt, Linda had to act first, but she passed. Les passed too, but Mary opened with my shoe. I stood up and unfastened my pants. I stepped out of the pants and dropped them on the table. Linda tossed in a shoe from her collection. Les pulled off his undershirt and dropped it on the table.
Everybody took three cards. I picked up my three new cards and saw a pair of jacks. Now I had two pair, aces and jacks. That sounded better to me than my two pair last hand, but if somebody had picked up three of kind on the draw I was dead. Still I only had two items of clothing left, and this was probably my best shot to win a hand.
"I'll open for one," I said and pulled off my undershirt. Now both Les and I were sitting there in only our jockey shorts and I suspected my shorts would be coming off in a minute too the way Linda was smiling at me.
"I'll raise you one," Linda said. She picked up a shoe and sock and placed them on the table, then smiled as she stared at the bulge in my shorts.
"I fold," Les said with a disgusted look on his face.
Mary folded quickly and now it was my turn. Linda could have drawn three of a kind, but it was hard to tell. Last hand she had bet a lot of her clothes, including her bra. I figured she wouldn't have done that without a real good hand. This time she wasn't risking much, but she didn't need to either. With only my underpants left, I had to take the chance.
"I'll see your bet," I said.
I stood up and quickly pulled my shorts down to my ankles. My member popped out and Mary and Linda both cheered as I tossed my underpants on the table and sat down with my erection sticking up between my legs.
"Alright Larry," Linda giggled, her eyes focused on my lap. "What have you got there, other than what I can see."
"Two pair, aces and jacks," I said as a laid my cards on the table.
Linda shook her head and dropped her cards face up on the table. I could see only a pair of queens. I grabbed my underpants and slipped them back on. I pulled on my undershirt, and then slipped back into my pants.
It was Linda's turn to deal, and as she shuffled the cards and dealt out this hand, I glanced around and realized that unless Les won this hand, he was out. Mary, Linda and I looked to be close to even in clothes count, and all slightly ahead. In stark contrast Les looked very uncomfortable in just his jockey shorts. If Les was out of the game after this hand, then I would have to play against both Linda and Mary on my own, and I didn't like that idea, so I was hoping Les would win this hand.
I picked up my cards and looked at an ace, king, queen, jack, and a seven, almost a straight. Should I try to draw for the straight or discard three? It wasn't an open ended straight, so I would have to draw a 10, so I didn't think that sounded like a good idea.
Les was the first to act, and he passed. Evidently he did not have anything, which was not a good start. Mary opened by tossing a shock on the table. I put Mary's shoe on the table for my opening bet. Linda put Les's pants on the table. I noticed that this was the last item in Linda's clothes collection. Of course, Linda still had her shoes on, since she had always won them back when she bet them.
Now it was Les's turn.
"Ok, this is it girls," Les said. "This is what you came here to see."
Les stood up and quickly pushed his shorts to his ankles. His erection stuck out but remained partially hidden until he stood up again to drop his shorts on the table. Both Mary and Linda were smiling and giggling. Les stood there pointing his member first at Mary then at Linda.
"Better be careful where you aim that," said Mary. We all chucked.
Les finally sat down, with his erection sticking up between his legs for all to see. Everyone else took three cards, and I decided to take three too, rather than draw for the gut shoot straight. When I picked up my three new cards, I had another king, so I now had a pair of kings. That was good, but not great.
Mary had opened so she had at least a pair of something, but after studying her cards she just said, "I pass."
I toyed with the thought of betting, but decided against it and passed too.
Linda looked first at me, then at Les, then shook her head and said, "I have to pass too."
"Well, I'm all in," said Les. "So I can't bet either. All I've got is a ace high, I don't suppose that's good, is it?"
"I've got a pair of threes," said Mary.
Linda didn't say anything, and dropped her cards on the table face down.
"I've got a pair of kings," I said. "Looks like I win again."
"Well, I'm out now," Les said. "So it's all up to you Larry."
"Yeah," said Linda. "Take a good look at Les. You're going to be dressed just like him in a minute."
"Let's go girls," said Mary with a giggle.
"We'll see about that," I said, trying to sound much more confident that I actually felt.
It should have been Les's deal, but since he was out, Mary dealt the next hand. Having won the last hand, I realized that I now had a lot more clothes than either Linda or Mary. That should make me the favorite in this situation, right? Well, I sure didn't feel like the favorite. I knew that Mary was good at this game and I hadn't seen Linda do anything stupid, so I felt like it was two against one.
I picked up my cards and didn't like what I saw, a king, a ten, a five, a three, and a two. I wasn't going to strip Mary and Linda with junk like this unless I improved a lot on the draw.
I was the first to act so I checked. Linda checked too.
"I can open," Mary announced, dropping a shock on the table.
I pushed a shoe from my pile onto the coffee table, and Linda took off her shoes again and put one on the table.
Mary and I took three cards, but Linda only took one. Linda had not opened, so she could not have two pair. She must be drawing to a straight or flush. I looked at my new cards, but they didn't do anything for me, so I just had a king high.
Mary frowned. "I pass," was all she said.
I quickly passed.
Linda shook her head. "No way I can bet this, so I pass too."
"Just a queen high," Linda added as she dropped her cards on the table.
"I've got a pair of fours," Mary said.
"I've got junk," I said as I tossed my cards on the table.
"Great," said Mary. "It's a small start at stripping Larry, but I'll take it."
It occurred to me Mary was trying to rattle me, make me nervous, get me to make mistakes. Well, I wasn't going to let her do that.
"I should point out that I still have a bigger pile of clothes than you do," I said to Mary, trying not to sound nervous.
Mary handed me the cards to shuffle.
"A purely temporary status, I'm sure," Mary said.
I shuffled the cards and dealt out the next hand. When I picked up my cards, I found a pair of queens, a six, a four and a three. This was much better than the junk last hand, but I would need another queen or another pair to trap either Mary or Linda into betting a lot of clothes, so I had better hope for a good draw.
Linda was the first to act. "I can open," she said.
Linda stood up and pulled up her short skirt so she could get her panty hose off again. She turned around and wiggled her behind at me as she pushed the panty hose off her hips and down her legs. She stepped out of them and dropped them into the pot.
"I'll be getting these back in a minute, Larry," Linda said with a smile. "So then you get to watch me put them back on too."
Mary and I both placed shoes from our piles on the table for our bets.
Mary and I both took three cards, and Linda took one. Since Linda had opened this hand, she must have two pair. That would explain why she was so sure she would be getting her panty hose back. I picked up my three cards and looked at them. My heart jumped, and I had to fight to keep my expression calm. I had drawn a third queen, and Linda had two pair! Well, Linda had two pair unless she had drawn to a full house, but that was a chance I would have to take.
"Ok, I'm betting one," Linda said confidently. Linda stood up and pulled her tight fitting sweater blouse off over her head and laid it on the table.
"I'm folding," Mary said.
I studied Linda carefully. I had already decided to try to raise her all in, but I wanted her to think I wasn't sure what I should do.
"Want to see a little more of me, Larry" Linda asked coyly.
"Yes," I said. "As a matter of fact, I do. I'm raising you three."
"Ohh...," Linda said. "Larry wants to see all of me."
I pulled shoes and socks out of my pile and then tossed Les's pants in the pot for the last item.
"Ok," Linda said. "I'm going to let you see all of me, but get your eyeful quickly, cause I'm going to win it all right back."
Linda stood up and unzipped her short skirt. She let it fall to the floor, then reached down and placed it on the table.
"Don't be so sure of yourself," said Les. "You don't know what Larry's got there."
Linda popped the catch on her bra and let it slide down her arms away from her breasts.
"I've seen what Larry's got," Linda said. "I fact, I can see the bulge in his pants right now."
Mary giggled.
"I like what I'm seeing," I said. "Keep going."
Linda dropped her bra on the table and placed her hands in the elastic band of her white low cut panties. Linda paused and smiled at me, then she began to slowly work her panties down. Finally, the top of her bush hair came into view. Either Linda naturally had very little hair or she had shaved most of it, because there was only a small patch of hair directly above her vaginal lips.
Linda bent down and quickly pushed her panties down to her ankles, then stepped out of them, and dropped them on the table. Then she held up her hands over her head in a V and spread her legs slightly so I had a clear view.
"Ok, Larry, now you've seen all of me," Linda said. "What cards have you got."
I smiled and spread my cards on the table.
"Three queens," I said.
"What!" Linda exclaimed throwing her cards down on the table. "How did you get that."
From her reaction I gathered that Linda only had two pair. Les reached out and turned over Linda's cards.
"She's got two pair, aces and sixes," Les said.
"Shit, I was sure Larry only had a pair," Linda complained. "What a lousy piece of luck."
"Good job Larry," Les said. "One down and one to go."
"You got lucky, Larry," Linda glared at me. "It won't happen twice."
I picked the cards up off the table and handed them to Mary.
"I dealt this hand, so I guess that makes it your deal now," I said.
"Relax, Linda," Les said. "At least you had good cards, Larry just had better cards. It happens. I couldn't get any good cards, and look at me."
"Well, it's not going to happen again," Linda said as she sat down.
"Hey, this chair is cold without any clothes on," Linda protested.
I started to clear my winnings off the coffee table, while Les went into one of the bedrooms to get something to put on the chair for Linda.
I now had a huge pile of clothes, while Mary only had a modest collection. That ought to make me the clear favorite, since I could now force Mary all in before I let her win a hand. The only problem was it didn't really do any good to force Mary all in, if she had better cards. That would just transfer my whole pile to Mary. I had to be careful, and only force Mary all in when I had a chance of trapping her like I had trapped Linda. That, however, would not be easy. Linda was right. I had been lucky when I trapped her.
Les came back with a blanket for Linda to sit on as Mary finished dealing out the cards. I picked up my hand and looked at it. I had a pair of sevens, an eight, a four and a three. Well, I wasn't going to trap Mary with a pair of sevens, but if I could draw a third seven, I might.
Since I had a pair, I opened with a shoe. Mary put another shoe on the table for her opening bet. We both took three cards, but when I picked up my new card, there was no third seven, just an ace, a king and a jack. So with just a pair of sevens, I guess I had to let Mary win this pot.
"I pass," I said.
Mary studied me carefully, but then shook her head.
"I have to pass too," she said.
We both laid our cards on the table.
"I have a pair of sevens," I said.
"Only a pair of fives," Mary said.
"Every little bit counts," said Les. "Keep it up."
"Don't let Les rattle you," said Linda. "Be patient, wait for the good cards."
I pulled the two shoes off the coffee table and gather up the cards. I shuffled and dealt out the next hand. This time I got another pair of queens. Well, if I could get the third queen again, I might be able to trap Mary, but I doubted that would happen again.
"I pass," Mary said, when she looked up from her cards.
"I can open," I said, tossing Les's shoe onto the table.
Mary put a sock into the pot for her bet. We both took three cards again. I got a king, a jack and a five, all diamonds, but that did not do any good. I still just had a pair of queens.
As I stared at my queens I thought, Mary didn't open, so she did not have a pair before the draw. Chances are the best she has got now is one pair. My pair of queens is probably better than whatever pair Mary has.
"I'll bet one," I said as I pushed a second shoe onto the coffee table.
Mary only hesitated a second. "I fold," was all she said.
"Ok, we're on a roll now," said Les.
"No problem, Mary," said Linda. "Be patient, you'll get some good cards."
I pulled another winning pot off the table. While I was winning, at this rate we were going to be here all night. I needed to find a way of trapping Mary into betting all her clothes on a losing hand.
Mary gathered up the cards and dealt another hand. This time I just got an ace, a queen, a nine, an eight and a three. Hopefully, I can improve this one on the draw.
With no pair, I passed. Mary, however, opened with Les's shirt. I put one of my shoes in the pot.
We both took three cards. The draw didn't help me. I still had just an ace high hand.
"I'm going to bet," Mary said, as she dropped my shirt into the pot.
Since Mary had opened, she must have a pair, and she knew I didn't have a pair before the draw. She probably still had just a pair, but I had nothing but junk, so it would be stupid to call this bet. It was clear Mary had me beat.
"I'm out," I said, dropping my cards on the table.
"That's the way, Mary," Linda said. "He's afraid of you now."
"He's not afraid of her," Les said. "He's just laying a trap for Mary."
"I think Larry just knew I had him beat, that's all," Mary said.
"You guys are acting silly," I said.
"Linda's just trying to put you on a tilt, so she does have to give you a blow job," Les said.
"Oh yeah," Linda protested. "And what is it that you're trying to avoid, huh..." Linda looked down at Larry's erection sticking up between his legs. "Don't want to do that in front of Mary, eh?"
"I'm not worried," Les said, but his voice betrayed a little nervousness. "Larry will have Mary stripped in no time."
"Well see about that," said Mary.
"You just sit back and watch Mary strip your partner," Linda said.
It was my turn to deal, so I shuffled the cards and dealt out another hand. This time I got two nines, a queen, five and two. If I could draw a third nine, I might be able to trap Mary with this hand, but just a pair of nines wasn't worth much.
Since I had dealt this hand, Mary was the first to act.
"I can't open," Mary said when she looked up from her cards.
I could open, so I tossed Les's shoe on the table. Mary quickly put another shoe on the table. I took three cards and Mary drew only one. When I looked at my three new cards, there was no third nine, but there were two aces. Now I had two pair, aces and nines. Mary probably had two pair two, because she had drawn one. No that wasn't right. Mary hadn't opened, so she must have been drawing to a straight or flush. If she had made it, she had me beat, but she had probably missed. She probably had nothing or one pair at best. Maybe I could get her to bluff at me. She would not suspect that I had two pair.
"I pass," I said, trying to look as disgusted as possible with my cards.
Mary stared into my eyes, then reached down and grabbed my shirt and threw it on the table.
"I'm betting one," Mary said.
Well, I had gotten Mary to bet. Now I had to hope she didn't have a straight or flush.
"I'm raising you...." I quickly added up how many clothes items Mary had. "...five."
I pulled shoes, socks and shirts out of my pile and stacked them on the table.
Mary stared at me intently. She finally shook her head.
"Too rich for me," Mary said. "I'm out."
"Good job Larry," Les said. "Mary hasn't got the guts to bet it all."
"I know how to bet it all," Mary replied. "And I know that wasn't the hand."
My trap had almost worked, but Mary was too careful to bet all her clothes on one pair or maybe nothing at all. Maybe I would have to win her clothes one at a time. She only had one shirt left in her pile, but we would be here all night if I had to do that.
Mary shuffled the cards and dealt out the next hand. I picked up my cards and my heart skipped a beat. I had a full house! I had three jacks and two sixes. Now I could strip Mary with this hand! But wait a minute. When I drew zero cards, Mary would know that something was up and she would never bet all her clothes after I had drawn zero cards, so what good was this hand?
"I can open," I said tossing a shoe on the table. Mary added Les's shirt for her opening bet. That was Mary's last item, other than the clothes she was wearing.
It was my turn to draw. If I took no cards, I could never get Mary to bet. If I discarded the sixes and drew two, then Mary would suspect I had three of kind. Then it occurred to me. Discard one card. Mary will figure I have two pair. If Mary gets a high two pair or a low three of a kind, maybe I can trap her. It seemed unlikely it would work, but it was the best I could think of.
I took one card and Mary took three. Well at least a pair was the best Mary had before the draw.
I looked at my new card. It was a five. So now I just had three jacks. I had opened, so I had to act first. If I bet a lot, Mary would probably just fold. I decided to see if Mary liked her hand well enough to bet.
"I pass," I said, trying not to give away my hand with my voice.
Mary studied me for a few seconds, then she pulled her sweater blouse off over her head and deposited it on the table.
"I betting one," Mary said.
My eyes met Mary's then drifted down to her white lacy bra.
"I think Larry want's to see your tits," giggled Linda.
Mary just smiled back at me. Mary must think I have two pair and she is betting anyway. She drew three cards. What kind of hand does she have now?
"I'll raise you three," I said, trying not to sound too confident, which actually wasn't that hard. I was beginning to wonder if I had beaten myself by throwing away a full house. I found four shoes or socks from my pile and tossed them on the table.
Mary sat there staring at me for a very long time. Just when I was beginning to think she would fold again, she suddenly stood up.
"Ok, guys," Mary said. "If a show is what you want, I guess I'll have to give you one."
Mary unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it, tossing it onto the coffee table. Then she reached back and unfastened the catch on her bra. She held the bra to her chest with one hand while she threaded the straps off first one arm then the other. Then she looked at me and then Les.
"Ta...da..." Mary said as she pulled her bra away from her breasts. Mary pushed her chest forward as her breasts bounced a little now that they were freed from the confines of her bra. Mary's breasts were clearly bigger than Linda's. While Linda's breasts were topped with small erect nipples, Mary had much bigger nipples, which were also erect.
"Like what you see guys," Mary asked.
"That mouse in Les's lap is certainly standing at attention," Linda gigled.
Les tried to cross his legs, but his erection was still sticking up for all to see. Mary wiggled her breasts at us, then placed her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and slowly pushed them down while wiggling her hips. She had a much bigger bush than Linda, which quickly came into view. Mary worked the panties down to her thighs, then stepped out of them one leg at time. She held her panties up and dropped them on the table. Then she turned around bent over and wiggled her butt at Les and myself.
"Ok," Mary said standing up. "That's enough of a show for you guys."
Mary reached down and flipped her cards over on the table.
"I've got three tens, so I'll get dressed again now," Mary said.
"Way to go," said Linda.
"Just a minute," I protested. Mary had already grabbed her panties and was starting to put them back on.
"I've got three jacks," I said.
"What?" Mary exclaimed. "How could you have three jacks." Mary leaned over to look at my cards. "A full house or a straight maybe, but three jacks?"
"Alright Larry," Les beamed. "You did it."
"What did you do Larry?" Mary asked. "Did you have three jacks and only discard one card to fool me?"
"It sure looks like that's what he did," Les said. "Great play. Where did you learn that?"
I smiled. I wasn't going to tell them I really had a full house.
"It just came to me on the spur of the moment," I said.
Mary dropped her panties back on the floor, shaking her head in disbelief.
"Sorry, Linda," she said. "I tried my best. Larry was just too good for us tonight."
"Ah...yes," Les said to Linda. "Larry does seem to have won, and you do seem to have lost, so are you ready to give Larry his...a... prize."
"I...guess so," Linda said looking at me. "What favor did you have in mind, as if I have to ask."
I looked at Mary and then at Linda.
"Oh," Linda said. "We don't have to do it in front of them. We can do it in the bedroom, if you like."
After seeing all these naked women tonight, I really needed some relief soon, but did I want a blowjob from Linda? Mary had to do what I asked for the rest of the evening too, so why get a blowjob from Linda. Of course, Mary was the only girl who had ever given me one, and she was just learning how to do it. Linda probably had a lot more experience and Mary didn't seem too upset with the idea. I would probably never get another chance like this. Still, something about it didn't seem right.
"I don't think I want a blowjob," I said.
Linda looked astonished.
"I have never had a guy refuse an offer of a blowjob before," she said. "Did I hear you correctly?"
"Yeah, I don't want a blowjob," I repeated.
"Mary must give one heck of a blowjob," Linda said. "Ok, what do you want?"
"I...want you...to play with yourself," I said.
Linda's cheeks started to turn pink.
"You want what?" Linda said.
"I want you to do yourself," I repeated.
"He wants you to Jill off," Les said. "You do know how to do that, don't you?"
"What do you think," Linda shot back at Les. "Of course I know how to do it, just not with an audience."
"Well, if you girls had won, that's what you were going to ask one of us to do, so fair is fair." Les said.
"But guys are different," Linda said. "After seeing Mary and me naked, I bet if I just touched your thing there, you'd shoot all the way across the room. With girls, it's different. I don't think I can do it with an audience."
"I bet you can," Les said. "I'll get one of your favorite porno tapes, and you can watch it while you try."
Linda was now clearly embarrassed that Les had said she liked porno tapes, but Les disappeared back into the bedroom and came back with a tape. Les cleared his chair from in front of the TV and popped the tape into a VCR.
"Ok, Linda," Les said. "Just forget that we're here, and remember, no faking it."
"Boy, I thought all guys wanted blowjobs," Linda said, shaking her head.
The tape finally started playing. I had only seen two porno tapes before. One at a friend's house in high school and another at a party the second week I was at college. Those tapes had just been pictures of couples screwing. This tape was a little more complex. It at least attempted some sort of plot about a lonely woman who keeps fantasizing about sex with the pool guy. Most of the tape was her daydreams about what she wanted to do with the pool guy, but never actually did, intermixed with scenes of her playing with herself.
At first Linda just watched the tape, but then her right hand reached down and she stroked herself, like the actress on the tape. Finally she brought her other hand down and spread her vaginal lips and placed her finger directly on her clitoris. Linda spread her legs and settled back in the soft chair and began to slowly massage her clitoris.
While the actress on the tape was pushing her fingers deep inside her, while fantasizing about wild orgies, Linda simply rubbed herself faster and breathed deeper. Then Linda spread her legs even wider and began to moan softly as her hand rubbed harder. Linda's eyes were closed, and I don't think she was watching the tape anymore. I had stopped watching the tape also, with my attention riveted on Linda. I glanced over at Mary and Les. Both of them had their eyes glued to Linda also.
Linda's vaginal lips were spread wide and looked swollen. Her finger was firmly planted on her clitoris and rubbing furiously and below that the pink inner reaches of the vulva were clearly visible. Linda began to moan more loudly. All I could think about was how long it was taking her. If I had been stroking myself like that, I would have cum a long time ago. Then Linda let out a deep moan and began to rub even faster. Suddenly, Linda arched her back and moaned deeply. She rolled first right and then left, pulling her legs together with her fingers still firmly planted on her clitoris. The look of pain and ecstasy on her face almost made my pants explode. Linda now was gently, but firmly massaging her clitoris, moaning and breathing deeply. She slowly relaxed, lying on her side in the chair with her hand still between her legs.
I glanced over at Mary who was still staring at Linda. When I turned, Mary looked at me and our eyes met.
"I knew you could do it," Les said.
Linda still looked a little out of it, but she raised her head and looked at us.
"I can't believe I just did that," she said and put her head back down.
Les went over kissed Linda on the cheek then disappeared into his bedroom. He emerged after a few seconds and said.
"You two can use my roommates bedroom," Les said pointing to the other bedroom. "He won't mind. Just make the bed and straighten up before you leave in the morning."
Linda now stood up and looked at us.
"I hope you enjoyed that," Linda said shaking her head. "All I can say is Mary must really give dynamite head."
"Oh, and just in case you need it, here," Les said shoving a rubber into my hand.
"I think I know what you want big boy," Linda said looking down at Les's erection.
"Just close the door when you leave in the morning," Les said as he led Linda into his bedroom. "It will lock behind you."
I turned and looked at Mary.
"I think I know what you want too," Mary smiled at me. "Let's get those pants off."
I led Mary into the bedroom, unfastened my pants and pulled them off on the floor. I ripped off my undershirt and pulled off my underpants. Mary came towards me, and I pulled her tightly against me, my erection pushing against Mary's stomach, her breasts pressing on my chest. I pulled her head back and kissed her on the lips, my tongue gently probing her mouth.
I lay back on the bed with my legs spread wide. Mary climbed up on the bed between my legs. Mary smiled and then reached out with her tongue and ran it from the base of my penis up to the most sensitive lip of the head. Then she opened her mouth and slipped it around the head. Mary slowly slide her tongue down the underside of my erection, while drawing it further into her mouth. Mary slowly bobbed her head up and down, her tongue sliding across the head and her lips tightening around the shaft. In less than a half dozen stokes, I exploded in her mouth. Mary kept stoking till I pulled her head back, because I had become too sensitive.
Mary gave me a funny smile, then climbed up over me and kissed me on the mouth. As our tongues met, a felt a salty, milky taste in my mouth. I looked at Mary and then I realized what it was. Mary giggled.
"See, it really doesn't taste that bad," Mary said.
"No, I guess not," I said.
"I'll be right back," Mary said. She jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom. I heard the water run, and she came back and sat down on the bed.
"Why did you turn down Linda's offer?" Mary said. "I can't really be that good."
I looked at Mary.
"I don't know," I said. "I think you do great, and that's all that matters."
"But why not give Linda a try?" Mary asked.
"I don't really know," I said. "It just didn't feel like the right thing to do."
Mary stared at me silently for a few seconds.
"If I had given Les a blowjob, would you have been jealous?" Mary asked.
"I wouldn't have been happy," I said. "I'm not sure."
Mary stared at me for several more seconds.
"I'm glad I didn't have to," she said.
"You want to sleep here, or go back to your dorm?" I asked.
Mary did not answer immediately, but sat on the bed next to me and stared down into my eyes.
"Did you like watching Linda do it?" Mary asked.
"Of course," I said. "Didn't you?"
"Would you like to watch me?" Mary asked, her right hand reaching down between her legs. The evening's actives had made her just as excited as it had made me.
I sat up and kissed Mary on the lips.
"No...I don't want to watch you," I said. "I want to help you."
I pushed Mary on her back and spread her legs. I reached out and spread her vaginal lips. Mary was dripping with anticipation. I ran my tongue through the salty, musty liquid myrrh and when it reached the apex of feminine carnal passion, Mary's moans left no doubt of its veiled hiding place. Having found that tiny ball of concentrated nerve endings, I gently ran my tongue back and forth across its hidden lair.
"Oohhhh....yes, yes," Mary moaned and she gently pushed my head down harder.
As my tongue pushed at the gates of her passion, I looked up between the peaks of her breasts at the sweet tension rolling through her face and body.
"Faster...faster..." Mary pleaded.
My tongue strained to comply, rubbing ever faster against the portal of her desire.
"Ooohhhh...." Mary cried. Her back arched and her body began to twist from side to side.
While my tongue struggled to find its shifting mark, I looked up to see that look of supreme agony and ecstasy painted on Mary's face. There is no sight like the look on a woman's face in that brief moment which lies between wanton lust and heavenly release, between the cravings of the flesh and the peace of the angles, the moment when all the carnal demons are exorcised from a woman's sole, and she is rendered pure again.
"Oh...God...yes..." Mary moaned as she flopped over on her side.
As her body began to relax, I slowed my tongue to just a gentle massage until Mary pushed my head away. I climbed up and kissed Mary on the cheek, then lifted her head and kissed her on the lips.
"Oh, God, Larry...you're the only one."
I sat up and grabbed the blanket and pulled it over us, then I lay down next to Mary and took her in my arms.
Continued in Chapter 13

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