Strip and Sip Poker

Linda stretched out and laid down fully upon me, still sliding back and forth on my stiff rod. She looked down at my face, and wiped away most of Sue's juices with her hand, before kissing me deeply, her motion stopping for a moment, the full length of my cock buried in her.

"I can't believe we're doing this," she confessed into my ear, holding me tightly. "This is so wild." We both looked to the side where Karen was riding Keith, only a foot or so away, in parallel to us.

"I can't believe I've already come in your mouth and I'm inside you now. I've dreamt of this so many times, but it seemed so impossible. God, I love being inside you." I emphasized the words with a small shove.

"I love it too. You are so thick; I can't believe how good you feel inside me."

I rolled her over onto her back, and started fucking her harder, then concerned that I might be giving her rug burns, I took her over to the couch, about four feet away, and took her there. I wanted to look at her as I fucked her, even in the dim light we had. I lifted her legs high, a big V, and screwed her slowly watching my cock slowly sheath itself in her flesh. I gave a strong push at the end of each stroke, enjoying the view of her breasts jiggling up and back. I observed her face, watching her lose herself to the slow methodical screwing, until she finally begged for it harder and faster.

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One of my favorite and most vivid memories was of a party I attended in high school. It was near the end of the year, and everyone was letting loose. The party had not gotten too badly out of control, and was finally winding down.

I was dating Karen at the time. We'd been going out for about six months. We knew our time together was growing short since we'd soon be heading off to college, she to Radcliffe, and I to Johns Hopkins. We were taking every chance we could to be intimate. I'd been with a few girls before, but Karen had been my first long term intimate relationship, and we'd taught each other lots.

The party was at Keith's house and we were helping him clean up. There were only six of us left, Karen and I, Keith, his girlfriend Linda, Tom and his girlfriend Sue. Linda lived just a few doors down and had invited Karen and Sue to spend the night. Tom was going to spend the night at Keith's house. Conveniently, Linda's parents were out of town until tomorrow noon, so nobody really had anywhere they had to go, and once we'd done a fair job of cleaning up we are able to sit back and relax.

Keith was my best friend. We had a lot in common, even if we were a bit of a "Mutt and Jeff" in appearance. Both of us tall, I had a wide body, result of my Hawaiian ancestry, while he was lean and blonde. I'm 6'1" but he had a good 2 inches on me, and had long hair past his shoulders. Mine is brown and curly, and usually just goes whereever it wants. I'm strong as an ox, he's lean and fast. But we had similar taste in women. On more than one occasion I teased him that there was no way he deserved to be with Linda, our high-school goddess, and he was extremely envious that I had Karen, our big-breasted sexy bombshell, as my partner.

Karen and Sue were close friends. If we'd had Diana here, the triumvirate would have been complete. They had all been innocents until that year. Diana was dating, and Karen told me that she and Ryan were 'almost there', doing everything except the final act. Karen hadn't done much of anything until we'd gotten together. But we didn't let grass grow under us, and we made up for a lot of lost time. We'd had sex plenty, and she'd sucked me off more times than I can count. I'd even fucked her incredible tits a couple of times. Sue, it turns out, was the late bloomer. She was still an innocent according to Karen. Kissing was as far as she'd gone, although it seems she'd rubbed Tom's dick through his pants, and he'd had his hands on her mound, even if the underwear was still in the way. But Karen was hinting that this party might be Tom's lucky night.

We were joking about some of the antics that had been going on at the party. Linda in particular was a lurker; she'd sit back and watch all the activities at the party and was always good for a few laughs.

"There were some really desperate people here tonight," she said. "Can you believe Gary tried to get a game of Spin the Bottle going?"

"I can't say I really blame him," I answered with a grin. "Not every guy there is as fortunate as us to have such gorgeous girlfriends, or any girlfriend for that matter. Hell, I wouldn'd mind playing it now!" That earned me a poke in the ribs from Karen.

Sue chimed in, "Why is it that every party ends up with some lame guy trying to start some stupid game like Spin the Bottle, Post Office, or Strip Poker?"

"Now that's a stupid question," Keith answered.

"And why is that?" Linda asked, pointedly.

"Isn't it obvious?" Keith replied.

"No." Linda and Sue answered in unison.

"Do you want to tell them?" Keith asked me with a nod.

So I explained the obvious. "Because they ARE desperate - and sometimes it works."

"Oh please!" Karen said.

Keith was a real instigator. "You guys have never played Spin the Bottle?"

The girls looked at each other. "Maybe a few times, but certainly not in the last year." Linda finally answered.

"And how about Truth or Dare?" Keith continued egging them on.

"Well sure, but usually only with people we know really well," Karen answered this time.

"Usually." Keith echoed with a grin. "And it's not like you've never played Strip Poker."

The girls looked at each other quietly no one answering.

"Oh come on," I teased, "Karen I know you've played Strip Poker."

"Not really. I watched part of a game, but then they chased everyone not playing out of the room. Why? I suppose you've played it?" She asked with a dangerous tone in her voice.

"Sort of. In camp we started a game but it got raided before we got anywhere." I confessed, drawing a laugh from the guys. "Laugh it up, go ahead. Have you guys played it to completion?"

That shut them up.

"I'll get the cards," Linda said.

"What?" Sue almost leaped out of her chair. Karen echoed her moments later.

If Karen's gossip was to be believed, Sue had never done more than kissed. Not even a hand-job for poor Tom's troubles. I wasn't surprised that she was against the idea.

"Come on." Linda urged, "We can't possibly graduate high school and never have played Strip Poker. And if you were ever going to play, can you think of a better crowd to play it with?"

She had a point there. We were all good friends, and nobody in this group would look bad in the buff. We'd all seen each other in pretty immodest attire as it was, and most of us had seen at least one other 'au-naturel'. Plus, we could all keep a confidence within the group.

Keith was about to say something, and I kicked him hard. He looked at me, and I shook my head. I wanted to grab him by the collar and shake him. Let the girls talk each other into it and we stood a pretty good chance, but if we acted like we wanted this, we'd be shot down in moments. This gave me an idea.

"It's pretty late anyway, and it could get a little awkward." I said. Now Tom was looking daggers at me.

"Geez, Jack. Don't you want to finish your camp game? We're not going to bite." Karen teased, belying her words with a nibble on my shoulder.

"No, you guys can't back down now," Linda insisted.

"So maybe you and I can play our own game," Keith told Linda, getting the feel of where I was going.

"Hell, just get the cards Linda," Sue finally spoke up. "They'll play or we'll just go home."

I couldn't believe it. The most likely impediment to this game getting off the ground had just threatened to leave if we didn't play.

Alleluia.

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We sat around Keith's dinner table, beers at hand, while I shuffled the cards. "How do we play?" I asked.

"How did you play last time, at camp?" Sue asked. Her words were a bit slurred, she was still drinking and was by far the smallest person present. Come to think of it, I'd never seen her drunk. I guess there's a first time for everything. Maybe a couple of firsts for Sue tonight.

"We played straight poker, and the winner could choose one person to remove an item." I told them.

"How did that work?" Tom asked.

"Not really good. We had five girls and two guys. We had snuck into their side of camp, and we were losing badly." I admitted. "How did they play the game you were watching?" I asked Karen.

"It was crazy. All the losers lost clothing. In like three hands everyone was half-naked." She told us.

"Ouch!" Linda laughed. "We're NOT playing that one."

"We could play with chips, and have to buy new chips with clothing," Tom suggested.

"Too complicated," Linda answered.

"How about 5 card draw, and the lowest hand loses an item?" Tom offered.

Keith spoke up, "There's really no incentive to win. All you care is that you don't lose."

"No, that might work." I said, offering up my two cents. "How about this, we play 5 card draw, with the loser removing one item. Also, the winner can make one OTHER person remove an item OR drink a shot. Their choice."

I watched them ponder that one. A little faster, a little more risky, and more incentive to win. Plus you couldn't pick on one person too badly.

"I like it," Linda finally said.

"Me too," Karen added, and soon we were all agreeing to play "Jack's Strip and Sip Poker".

"So deal 'em up," Keith said.

"One second." It was Sue. She wasn't backing down was she? "How many items does everybody have?"

We had to agree that shoes could be counted individually, and socks were counted as one item. We all had between 3 and 7 items. So the sevens stripped down to six, and we gave Linda, who didn't know where her shoes were, and wasn't wearing socks: a hat, and my shirt (I had a t-shirt underneath) to go with her dress, panties and bra, and we agreed to count her watch. We were almost ready to begin.

"Keith, what do you have for shots?" Tom asked.

"Tequila, Scotch, and Vodka," he answered, looking in his parents' bar. He pulled out the Tequila and Scotch. "We better stick to these, the Vodka is almost empty, and they might notice if we clean 'em out." The other bottles were huge, and only a third empty, so we probably wouldn't get busted. We still had beer outside if it came down to it.

Once we had played about half-a-dozen hands it became clear that Tom, Sue and Linda didn't know much about playing poker. They lost 2 hands each, and Tom was forced to drink twice. Linda had a shot of Scotch. I'd had a shot of Tequila, as had Karen and Sue. Karen and I played a lot of cards together, even if it wasn't Strip Poker, and I suspected that the two of us would have cleaned out the other four if we were playing for cash.

With two items down, Sue had on shirt, jeans, panties and bra. Tom had shirt, pants, underwear and socks. Linda had taken off her hat and watch. The next loss for Sue would be interesting. I was a little concerned since she was the obvious choice to chicken out.

Tom was already blotto, and was drinking while he played, on top of the shots. If he hadn't been a bad player already, this certainly wasn't helping. I hoped he stayed conscious. Sue had made a couple of comments already about his lightening up, but the dope was still downing the drinks like they were water. I couldn't figure him out, but he ignored all hints to slow down.

All I could think was that if I suddenly found myself with Sue, ready to finally toss a little caution and morals to the wind, I'd listen to her every recommendation. She was a real cutie - not stunning like Linda, or sexy as hell like Karen, but slender and pretty, with an angelic face, and short red hair that just had to make you wonder about how she looked below.

The next round Sue finally won, and told Keith to drink.

"I think I'd rather stay at least a little sober," he grinned, removing a shoe.

Karen to my surprise was the loser, and removed a shoe as well.

The next two hands went true to form, with Tom and Linda losing. Karen won a game, as did Keith. Tom lost his socks, and Linda lost her shirt - mine actually, but she was wearing it. Of course it didn't show anything since she had a dress on underneath it. They were all getting into interesting territory. Karen made Tom drink again.

"Love to," he laughed, making a boilermaker with his beer and scotch.

I was tempted to pull Karen aside and ask her not to exasperate problems with Tom, but I think my words would have fallen on deaf ears. Karen didn't really like Tom, and didn't think he was good enough for Sue. If she could get him drunk and embarass him, she'd go for it.

Keith on his win hit Karen for the shot.

"I think I'll pass this time as well," she said with a smirk, and removed her second shoe.

We were seated boy-girl around the table. I was at the head, and Karen was opposite me. I don't think there was any special intention, but we ended up with the couples sitting opposite each other, with Linda on my left, and Sue on my right. Keith was between Sue and Karen, while Tom was between Linda and Karen. Unfortunately, or so I thought, the table had a tablecloth, which was going to block a lot of the view if the game got far enough along.

It was Karen's deal, and although we were playing 5 card draw, we were allowing the dealer to call what was wild. She called deuces wild, which was nice since I pulled two pair on the deal, twos and kings.

Sue got the low hand. Another missed inside straight. She looked to be hesitating, and then, after a glance over at Tom, who wasn't nearly as interested as he should be, she got up and stripped off her jeans, giving me a quick glimpse of small black panties. I nailed Karen with the drink.

This time she accepted the shot, making a face afterwards. "God, I hate Tequila!" she gasped.

"So have the Scotch," I offered.

"Shit no! I hate that crap even more." She admitted.

Keith won the next hand, and Tom lost another one. He had to lose his shirt, and he nearly fell off his chair taking it off. Two items left for him. He was in trouble. Sue was offered the choice of strip or drink, and even though she was pretty obviously drunk herself, she drank the tequila, rather than remove her shirt and being left with just her underwear.

Sue won on her own deal. She drew three cards before she discarded, but I wasn't going to complain; she only dealt once in every six hands, and I didn't want to hurt any feelings. I think she wanted to keep playing, but would have chickened out if she was the only one getting naked. If that's what it took to keep her in the game, so be it. Keith lost for the first time, and removed his second shoe. To my surprise, and everyone else's I believe, Sue had Tom drink, making a smart ass comment as well. She had to practically wake him, and he still drank another boilermaker.

I dealt the next hand and, against my better judgment, I tried to find a fifth spade to complete my flush. I ended up with nothing, 9 high. It cost me my first shoe. Linda won, and did a little dance for us, before telling Keith to take a drink. He was still slowly sipping his beer, and was being unusually quiet. He removed his socks instead. I couldn't figure out if he was trying to stay sober, or if he was an exhibitionist.

The next hand was an early turning point, although I'm not sure who of us recognized it as such. Tom lost and Keith won. When Tom stood to take off his pants, he tripped getting out of them, hitting the table, and nearly knocking over our drinks. It was obvious he was three sheets to the wind. Looking green, he mumbled he had to go to the bathroom, and we saw him hurry off down the hall in his underwear.

"I think that last boilermaker blew the boiler," I told them.

Keith had Linda drink, probably revenge for the last round, and with Tom absent, it was Karen's deal again.

"Should we wait for Tom?" she asked. She pointedly looked at Sue. I was worried that without her partner, it might be the end for her. It worked out just the opposite. She seemed to make up her mind: damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead.

"Aw, the hell with him. Nothing there I wanted to see anyway. I'm offered a chance to see that ALL the time." Sue laughed with a toss of her head towards the back of the house.

"Best thing for him is to avoid a few hands," Keith chuckled, and we agreed to play without him.

It was a close one. But Sue's nothing queen-high just beat out Linda's nothing jack-high.

"Shit."

"Sorry babe," Keith told her, fighting hard not to smile. I lost that same fight.

Linda stood up and pulled her slip of a dress over her head. She was wearing very short panties in beige, and a matching beige bra. She filled it out very nicely. She didn't look to have a huge chest, but in her under things, she seemed to have plenty.

Linda was the real beauty in the group. A stunning brunette, with long legs and a drop-dead gorgeous body, I still wondered how Keith had ended up with anything that looked that good. And she was fun and easy to be around too! Unbelievable.

Karen had won again, and just smiled at me.

I took off my second shoe.

On the next deal, I finally won a round after having missed a few, and Sue lost with a pair of Jacks. She couldn't believe it, but took her shirt off gracefully enough. No hesitation this time. She didn't have a bra on after-all, she had some kind of slip top. Sue was a beauty, but it would have been a stretch for her to fill out a b-cup. Her fair skin was freckled, and when she blushed as she took off her shirt, you could see it was a full body flush. Keith gave a wolf whistle, and she smiled, actually perking up and preening a bit. It wasn't hard to see her erect little nipples poking through her shimmering silky top.

"Turn about's fair play," I told Karen, pouring her another shot of Tequila.

"If you drink that for me, I'll take off my shorts." She said playfully.

It seemed like a fair enough deal although Linda called foul. Sue dragged Linda off to the side and explained that Karen could have taken off the shorts anyway, and this way I had to drink. I watched the conversation with fascination, both girls standing to one side in their underwear. I finally got a good view of Sue's black panties, which were just barely covering most of her ass. Linda's panties were even shorter, and I could clearly see a lot of her crack, and the swell of her mound. She shouldn't have worn beige - there was an obvious dark wet spot in her panties; someone was really enjoying the game!

While that discussion was going on, Keith returned from looking in on Tom.

"He's passed out on my sister's bed. Luckily he made it to the bathroom before he got sick. I think we've lost him for the game." He shook his head in wonder.

"His loss," Sue said, with a bit of irritation in her voice. In all the commotion, somehow she and Linda switched seats, so that she was on my left, and Linda was between Keith and me.

The next hand was an eye opener. Linda lost again, and Karen won again.

Linda gave us a smile. "Well boys, looks like you're in for a treat." She reached behind her and removed the bra without any ceremony, massaging under her breasts afterwards.

"Damn it feels good to be out of that thing," she laughed, but her massaging became more of a handling, showing off those perfect breasts.

"Linda!" Sue hissed in mock horror.

"Jesus, Sue. It's just tits. It's not like Keith has never seen them. And Jack there gets to see a lot more than this!" She laughed, hinting at Karen's almost legendary bust. If Linda was a full C, I knew from a lot of first-hand experience that Karen was a very perky, very solid double-D.

Karen pinged me again for the drink, and I settled for the socks this time, not desiring to be overly dressed for this affair.

"Well," she said, watching me remove the socks, "now things are getting a little interesting."

It was my deal again, and Linda finally got the straight she was always looking for. Sue, to my surprise, had two pair. Looking around, I saw Keith looking at his cards in dismay.

"Oooh, take it off baby!" Linda cheered, as he removed his shirt, down to his last two items. Then she looked over at me, waving her card hand. "And why don't you join him, Jack?"

I guess I could have taken a drink, but I wasn't feeling all that shy, and decided to take her up on the offer, removing my shirt to the cat-calls and wolf-whistles. Ouch, back-to-back clothing loss.

Damn it. Karen was winning.

Sue's turn to deal, and the little minx looked at the bottom card, a four, and called fours wild. It didn't come as much of a surprise to me when she won again, with 1 four giving her three of a kind.

And Karen finally lost a hand.

Karen gave Keith a bit of a show, slowly unbuttoning her shirt, and easing it off her shoulders. He goggled at her overflowing bra.

"See," Linda said to Sue, "now THOSE are tits."

Sue was eyeing both Keith and I, deciding who to bestow her gift upon. "Which one?" Sue asked, looking to her partners in crime.

"Keith," Linda answered promptly.

Sue looked at Karen, raising an eye inquisitively.

"Sure," she answered.

"You heard 'em," she told Keith. "Take those damn pants off."

It looked like the choice of liquor was being taken off the table. So while Keith did as requested, turning bright red as he did it, I took the bottles of Scotch and Tequila and put them back under the bar.

"Good riddance," Karen observed.

It was clear that Keith was enjoying the game. We got a quick glance at the tent in his 'tighty-whities' before he slipped back into his chair, the tablecloth hiding the evidence.

If I was a bit nervous the next hand, I'm sure Keith was sweating bullets. He must have offered up some kind of prayer, because he drew a flush on the nut. I had a lowly pair of threes but still had Sue beat.

'This,' I thought, 'could be it. Would she dare go this far?'

She stood up and quietly removed her panties, her slip top still hiding almost everything from view. It came down just to about crotch level, and she slipped back into her chair before I could even confirm she was a red-head all over.

Keith looked over at Linda, appearing a bit worried.

"Go ahead; I know you're dying to see." She laughed.

"Uh, Karen?" He finally said, nodding to her chest.

She could have teased him and taken off her panties, but she was a good sport about it. She stood up and turned her back to him, showing us her red thong.

"It's hard for me to get this damn thing off, can you help me?" She asked coyly, looking over her shoulder at Keith, and giving me a wink.

Keith stood up, his magic wand pointing directly at the momentary center of his attention, and unhooked Karen's bra for her. She turned and lowered it off her arms, partially covering her magnificent mounds before seating herself. Then she reached up and rubbed her breasts, her hard nipples standing up like spikes.

"You're right, Linda, this is so much more comfortable."

Keith was shuffling the cards nervously. I think we all recognized that the next hand was the killer. Someone, or maybe two, was going to be naked.

When nobody said anything for a good 10 seconds he dealt the cards. "Three's wild."

On her fourth card, Karen laughed, and looked up to the heavens. "Thank you."

I had junk. I held onto a King and Jack of spades, hoping for a high pair. I knew if Karen won Keith would be naked, and chances are I wouldn't be far behind. Hoping for the best I drew three cards. A ten of spades and two threes. I'd pulled a straight flush.

Karen drew one. Once we all had our cards, she jumped up and threw them down. "Read 'em and weep boys, Four Aces." She had a pair of aces and the other pair of threes.

Keith just groaned, and Sue giggled loudly. She laid her cards down and all she had was a pair of nines.

I almost didn't want to do it.

"Sorry baby, but not this time. Straight flush." I told her, spreading out the cards.

"Are you fucking shitting me?" Karen said, with a wild look in her eyes.

"Sorry." But I wasn't, not really.

Keith and Linda threw down their cards, and the giggling Sue from a few minutes before became the hesitant Sue, after losing the hand.

I could see she was debating quitting. I was going to ask Linda to take off her panties. I looked over at her, trying to decide if I should wait for Sue, in case Linda chickened out but Sue didn't. Linda took the decision out of my hands, raising her cute little butt off the chair and sliding her panties off and tossing them to me. There she was, the prettiest girl I knew, only about a foot away from me, completely naked. Her soaked panties were on my shoulder, and I could smell her scent without even trying, it was intoxicating. The gods were smiling on me tonight.

I guess that decided it for Sue. She took off her top, completely naked now, exposing small breasts with very alert nipples puckered up, begging to be sucked. She was beautiful, much prettier than I thought she'd be naked, and I felt my own cock getting desperately hard.

"Is that it?" Sue asked, sitting there, covering her breasts with her arm. "Do we lose?"

Keith coughed. "We could change the game a bit," he started. He looked over at Linda, who was eyeing him warily. "We could say no more losers, just the winner can make one person take off something."

"But we're already naked," Linda said, stating the obvious. The deliciously obvious.

"Well maybe, if you don't have clothing, you could do a dare." He said hesitantly.

Damn, this was a bold plan. The game had already gone far beyond anything I had ever expected.

Linda stood up, and her incredible body took my breath away. Her tan line stood out against her heavenly breasts, her nipples large and deeply colored. Her hips sashayed as she moved, and my eyes were forced to look at her other bikini line, noting that she was very closely cropped down there, a dark brown triangle, pointing to the promised land. She walked over to the kitchen and turned out the light. We all watched, mesmerized. Then she went by the living room and turned off that light. She closed the door to the hallway. Then she went to the wall and turned the dimmer, lowering the overhead light to not much more than a glow. As she walked back towards the table, I could swear I saw the sheen of moisture tracking a line down the inside of her thigh.

She took her seat again with a smile, and reached for the cards. "My deal."

Sue leaned over to me. "Jack, could you get me another beer?" I could see she was still embarassed to get up, and was in close to the table, her arm doing too good a job of covering up her goodies. At that moment, I'd do almost anything she asked me to do. As long as she stayed in the game.

I stood in my t-shirt and boxers, my substantial hard-on waving.

"Make that two," Karen said with a devious grin.

"Why not make it a round," Keith said.

I went out to the back porch, and found 5 beers floating in the melting ice of the beer tub. I went back and walked around the table opening them in order and passing them around. I was brazen, openly ogling each of the women as I gave them their beers. Back at my seat I took a swig from mine and looked at the cards. Four, nine, ten, jack, queen. I was trying to be cool, barely seeing the cards, surreptitiously peeking over the top and taking in Linda's incredible pair, and I don't mean cards.

Holding my breath I asked for one card. Linda gave me my eight. The Gods of poker were smiling on me tonight.

As a result, Karen gave me her panties, to Keith's delight. Sue and Linda breathed huge sighs of relief when I made the request. Sue made some type of quip, and I leaned over and whispered to her, "Next time I'm choosing you."

It was my deal, but Sue picked up the cards and started shuffling. Oh well, I wasn't going to cause trouble at this point. It looked like she tried to help herself out but to no avail. Linda's natural full house won easily.

She tugged at my T-shirt. "This has got to go."

I wasn't going to argue, and pulled it over my head.

"Oh, nice!" Linda said, reaching out and touching my shoulder.

"You're such a tease," I laughed reaching out and touching her arm, "Ooh, nice." As I rubbed her arm she twisted into me, making my hand brush the front of her exposed tit. I clearly felt her stiff little nipple. I wasn't in any hurry to pull my hand away.

"Naughty boy," she said, slapping my hand. But she said it grinning.

Karen dealt, and Keith won this one. Somehow we guys were barely hanging on. The odds were against us. But not this hand.

All three girls were naked. Unless he asked me to remove my shorts, someone had a dare coming.

I don't know if it was a cowardly thing, or a brave thing. But he chose his own girlfriend, Linda.

"Linda, I dare you to spend the next round under the table. Causing trouble."

It only took a second for her to slide under the table. The tablecloth effectively hid her completely.

It was Keith's deal, and while he was dealing, we could see that Linda was a real troublemaker. The other girls each squealed and shifted in their chairs after Linda did something to them. Then I saw a big smile on Keith's face for a second. I suspected why shortly after. As I requested three more cards for my sad little pair of 10's, I felt a hand glide up one thigh, then the other. Then her hand was rubbing my cock. I was a little shocked when her hand slid in my boxers and grasped my cock firmly, stroking it. When her wet tongue crept up the inside of my thigh I almost jumped.

Sue won. As she laid down her three Kings, Linda crawled out from under the table.

"I can't be chosen for the penalty this round, right? Since I didn't get to play?" She asked.

"That sounds fair to me," I said, trying to speak normally while my hummingbird heart settled back down.

And as quick as that I was naked. Sue remembered my little threat from the previous round, and chose to have me remove my underwear. Which I did, under the cover of the tablecloth.

We were all naked but Keith. He'd won. But nobody said the game was over. And I wasn't about to.

Linda dealt the cards. "One-eyed Jacks and the man with the ax," she announced.

When the king of Diamonds smiled at me from my hand, I smiled back.

My three of a kind beat Karen's. She was never going to forgive me for just beating her out time after time.

"Sue, remember what Linda did?" I asked her, smiling devilishly.

"Yes," she answered slowly, cautiously.

"Your turn. Show her up."

I watched her take a deep breath, steeling herself for the job. She was a trooper, and slid under the table without a complaint. My deal.

Sue was a bundle of surprises. It wasn't even a few moments before she got Keith to jump in his chair. I didn't notice any response from Karen or Linda, so I think she was giving him all her attention there for a while.

But I wasn't ignored. And when I got some attention, it was hard to miss. She slid her hands up my legs, all around my erection without actually touching it. I could feel her cheek resting against my inner leg just above the knee, and her breath was warm against my balls. At last her finger traced a line up my cock, and then slowly encircled it. I felt her lips pressed against my leg, just a few inches away. Then, most surprisingly, I felt her tongue trace a line up my leg, and then slowly up the length of my cock. I desperately wanted her to take me in her mouth, but she never went that far. I was barely able to deal out the cards properly. Luckily the hand finished quickly with Karen winning, or I would have lost it.

She looked over to Keith and he got the message. He had his underwear off before Sue was all the way back in her seat. He was the last. We were finally all naked.

We all were a little edgy, waiting to see if someone would call off the game, or whatever it had become. Then Sue broke the ice.

"My deal, right?"

It was, and she was up to her tricks again. And better at it this time. Deuces wild, she had two again. "Gee Jack, I guess it's your turn 'down-under'. Why don't you make it two hands, this time?"

It didn't take anyone long to realize the implication of that. Next hand, with everyone naked, I'd be sharing the space under the table with someone.

I took my medicine like a man, and crawled under the table. It was very dark and a little stuffy. If I had any doubts as to their intentions or willingness, it was all cleared up now. Two of the three girls were sitting on the front edge of their chairs, their knees wide, and their feet tucked back out of the way. Sue's legs were open a bit, but crossed at the ankles.

What's a man to do?

Since it was Karen's deal, I left her for last. I couldn't resist going to Linda. I had lusted for her so badly and for so long and here she was, seemingly offering her treasures up to me. I left a trail of kisses up her thighs before using my hands to caress her closely cropped pussy. She was as wet as I had thought, and I rubbed her juices up and down her lips before opening her up and blowing lightly across her clit. I leaned forward and gave her a small kiss, lips to lips, and one long lick, before heading over to Sue.

Naughty Sue. She had sent me here, and I was going to make the most of my one opportunity. I reached down and uncrossed her legs, gently spreading them apart. She didn't fight me at all. I slid my hands under her ass and gave her a sudden tug forward, right to the edge of the seat. I heard her gasp, eliciting a giggle from the rest of the crowd. That gasp seemed to release a lot of tension, and I heard a little joking going on as I brought my mouth up to the edge of her honeypot, blowing gently across her skin. Her legs opened a tad more, just the invitation I was looking for. I dove in, licking her solidly from top to bottom, eliciting another "Oh!" from her. Then I penetrated her with my tongue, and sucked on her tiny clit. One last nibble on her tender clit, and I left her for my Karen.

It sounded like they were almost done drawing cards, so I didn't have much time. I reached out and rubbed her, nibbling on her thigh as I let my fingers penetrate her. This time it was her turn to gasp, bringing out another chorus of giggles.

"Poor Keith," I heard Sue tease, "no attention for you, poor baby?"

Hearing that, I couldn't resist. With two fingers buried inside Karen's gash, I reached over and thumped Keith's stiff cock with my middle finger. He almost jumped out of his chair, which broke everybody up.

I went back to fingering Karen, until I felt hands on my back. I turned to find Linda under there with me.

I wanted her so badly, and I was so fucking worked up that I just went for it. I took her face in mine and kissed her fiercely, running my hands up and down her body. She finally broke it off, and went to give Keith some oral attention. I watched in awe as she licked his shaft. Then she raised her butt up and looked over her shoulder at me.

It was an undeniable offer. I crawled up behind her just looking at that incredible ass, so perfectly round and bare. Stroking her cheeks, cupping them in my hands, I leaned over to taste her, but the angle was bad, and I was barely able to lick her ass, never mind that tempting pussy. I crawled forward, my thighs pressed against the back of hers, and slid my throbbing rocket down her ass crack before lodging it at the entrance to her sweet tunnel. All it took was an easy push, and I slid into her. I could have died right then. Her twat felt on fire as I slid all the way in up to my balls. On the next stroke she sucked Keith's cock into her mouth while I fucked her.

My first threesome was with my best-friend's girl, under the nose of my own girlfriend, while he had his cock sucked - never knowing I was fucking her at the other end. I reached out with one hand and played with Sue while fucking Linda. I looked up to see that Linda was even naughtier. While getting plugged at both ends she had her fingers up Karen!

"Jack, you're done." I heard Keith say, and I quickly pulled out of Linda. Just as I climbed back to my seat, Karen crawled under taking my place.

I looked at Keith to figure out who had the deal, and before I could even ask, I was being devoured under the table. From the look on Keith's face so was he. We looked at each other smiling as our girlfriends blew us.

I looked at Sue, who caught my eyes for just a second, then blushed such a deep red I thought she'd pass out. She looked away, gathering up the cards, and I could see her chest heaving. She was no longer trying to cover up her breasts.

She pushed the cards to me, and I couldn't believe that I was going to attempt to play a hand of cards, in this state. I shuffled them up and quick dealt out three hands, nothing wild.

Sue was in trouble. It was two-to-one against her, and she was the weakest player by far. Yet I had to hand it to her, she'd made it this far, and took on every challenge.

She asked for 4 cards. I passed them to her, AFTER she had discarded her four cards. Just then my delightful blow-job stopped, only to start up again after a few seconds of bumping and rustling under the table. When my cock was engulfed by warm lips, I realized that the girls had switched. I was being sucked by Linda. The mere thought of it brought me right to the edge.

"Three." Keith repeated, finally getting my attention. He was slouched way down in his chair making himself available to Karen.

I passed him his cards, and took two for myself. I had 3 Queens and was looking in good shape. I was almost sorry. I wouldn't mind being under that table right then.

Sue had already turned over her nothing, Ace high. Keith was showing a pair of 9's. But I was so far gone enjoying Linda's oral attention that I couldn't even say a word. I just turned over the cards, and crooked a finger calling Sue over.

"Kiss me, until I come in Linda's mouth," I told her, "then under the table with you."

Her eyes were burning as she lifted the edge of the tablecloth, completely up onto the table. We watched together as Linda's perfect face slid forward, engulfing my fat cock in her red, round lips.

"You bastard," she growled turning my face and kissing me deeply, her tongue almost raping me in its intensity.

It was all too much, and I moaned as I felt the cum launch itself from my balls. Linda eased back just in time, taking my seed in her mouth, and not down her throat. She continued sucking, taking it all, and I had a lot to give.

"God, I could feel that from here," Sue breathed into my ear, breaking off her kiss. "She's going to have to show me how to do that."

"What about Tom?" I asked, finally daring to broach the subject that had been rolling around in the back of my mind.

"Fuck him. If he can't stay sober tonight, with the wildest, craziest shit going on, and a chance to finally nail yours-truly, then I hope he doesn't wake up for a week, and I'm bowlegged before I leave here tonight." She sounded more than a bit angry.

"I promise to do my best about that bowlegged part," I told her, reaching out and cupping her small breast in my hand, flicking her puckered nipple.

Blushing, she giggled and said, "I'm going to hold you to that, cowboy. Ride me good. Hard and long. Leave we wet." With that she eased under the table, right there beside me, and was soon whispering with Linda over the finer points of devouring my sensitive cock.

I looked over to Keith, and he had dropped to his knees, and was fucking someone who was under the table. His hips were thrusting forward strongly, and with Linda and Sue visible to me, I knew that Karen was on the receiving end of his pole.

He looked over at me, and had the grace to look at least a little abashed.

"I don't want to win the next hand," I confessed.

"Fuck! Karen is hot," he groaned, ignoring my statement.

"Hell yeah. And Linda's mouth is the thing that dreams are made of."

"You ain't shitting," he grinned, slowing his thrusting.

I was being tugged under the table, and I realized that the game was over. I let my two new lovers drag me off my chair, and under the table. I was embraced and almost smothered under an ocean of smooth female flesh. I was feasting on Linda's breasts, then Sue's. There were hands all over me, and I was prodded and probed beneath the waist. I was able to get my fingers up one of the girls, but I wasn't even certain which. It was ridiculously crowded under there.

"This is nuts," I laughed, and crawled out from under the table, with Linda and Sue trailing me closely. As soon as we'd cleared the edge, they were rolling me onto my back, and Linda was lowering her finely cropped, pretty, brown-haired pussy over my waiting mouth. At the same time Sue was practicing her newly learned oral skills on my aching cock. I ate Linda for all I was worth, until she came hard on my face, almost choking me as she settled her full weight over my nose and mouth. I gasped for air when she finally crawled off, but wasn't given much respite as she and Sue traded places.

Sue waited a moment while we both watched Linda do the unthinkable. She stood over me, facing me, and then squatted down over my waist. She reached down and held my cock pointing straight up, while she slowly settled over it. I have more than my fair share of meat down there, a little longer and a good bit thicker than most of the guys, and we could tell it took some work for Linda to fit my entire shaft up inside her. She groaned as she finally settled down, taking that last inch or so. Then she lifted herself up slowly, and dropped down firmly, making sure she had as much as she could take. That was the last I saw of my first time fucking Linda, as a cute little fair skinned, moist pussy blocked out the rest of the world.

Sue was a tiny slip of a thing, and her strawberry blonde edged love cleft was a joy to tease. I lost myself in the ecstasy of the pleasure given and received, and while Linda came on my cock, I brought Sue off again and again, clinging to her thighs, not letting her even pull away. When my jaws were too sore to continue, and my entire face was soaked in her juices, I released her, and she rolled to her side, moaning, hugging her knees.

Linda stretched out and laid down fully upon me, still sliding back and forth on my stiff rod. She looked down at my face, and wiped away most of Sue's juices with her hand, before kissing me deeply, her motion stopping for a moment, the full length of my cock buried in her.

"I can't believe we're doing this," she confessed into my ear, holding me tightly. "This is so wild." We both looked to the side where Karen was riding Keith, only a foot or so away, in parallel to us.

"I can't believe I've already come in your mouth and I'm inside you now. I've dreamt of this so many times, but it seemed so impossible. God, I love being inside you." I emphasized the words with a small shove.

"I love it too. You are so thick; I can't believe how good you feel inside me."

I rolled her over onto her back, and started fucking her harder, then concerned that I might be giving her rug burns, I took her over to the couch, about four feet away, and took her there. I wanted to look at her as I fucked her, even in the dim light we had. I lifted her legs high, a big V, and screwed her slowly watching my cock slowly sheath itself in her flesh. I gave a strong push at the end of each stroke, enjoying the view of her breasts jiggling up and back. I observed her face, watching her lose herself to the slow methodical screwing, until she finally begged for it harder and faster.

I looked over to see a surprising sight. Karen was lying under Keith and Sue, with Sue perched happily on Karen's face. Keith was almost casually fucking her, while every so often he'd lean forward and kiss Sue.

I tore my gaze from the wanton sight only a few feet away. I tilted the lovely Linda's legs back, grabbing the arm of the couch her head was on for leverage, and I fucked her as hard and fast as I could. Her immediate cries egged me on, screaming out her need. She came on my cock hard, her eyes rolling back in her head, her back arching, but I didn't let up my assault on the most desirable woman I'd known to that moment. When she finished coming, she was breathing hard, as if she'd run a mile, and it was less than a minute until she was climbing that same peak to orgasm she'd summited seconds earlier.

"Oh Fuck!" She groaned, then came again on my throbbing shaft. She came so hard; I'd never experienced anything like it (although my experience was somewhat limited.) It seemed to last ages, and then I saw her staring at me almost in fear.

"God, you're killing me," she gasped, while I continued the firm pounding.

"I never want to stop fucking you," I told her, staring down into her face, letting my burning desire show.

"Come for me, Jack please," she begged, as I felt her once again grind her way to the top of her incredible orgasmic mountain.

"Fuck me, fill me, please," she gasped, thrusting back hard against me. Her legs were wrapped around me and her fingers dug into my forearms.

"Please Jack, please," she was barely coherent, as I watched her disappear back inside herself, into pleasure oblivion.

The continued pounding, her words, and the pure eroticism of the moment were dragging me to my own point-of-no-return.

"I'm going to come, Linda," I gasped, shifting in the seat and trading the hard, fast pounding for long smooth strokes, bottoming out after each. I could see she was trying to hold back, waiting for me to come. I didn't disappoint her.

I didn't speak as I slammed into her one last time, then my seed was firing, exploding deep inside her, burning a path up her womb.

She screamed to wake the dead, her legs kicking wildly, and her grasping fingers and sharp nails leaving indelible tracks on my arms and chest. It was a life changing moment, to witness what I could reduce the most beautiful woman in the world to: a squirming, screaming heap of passion, completely at my mercy.

I leaned over her, once I'd thoroughly emptied my balls, and brushed her hair back from that beautiful face, softly stroking her hair, and calming her. Her eyes were wild, like a captured animal, and her breathing was out-of-control. A small bubble popped from her left nostril, and a tiny stream ran from it. I used my thumb to wipe it away, and then I was wiping the tears from the edges of her eyes. I kissed her lightly on her lips and all over her face, while her breath slowly settled.

She was still so incredibly gorgeous, and she was mine. I owned her. I felt it. She was scared, excited, and relieved all at once. My gentle touches and soft kisses became a long slow sensuous kiss where I explored every inch of her mouth, tongue and teeth. My cock remained buried inside of her, never going completely soft. I felt small spasms around my cock, as her pussy involuntarily clasped me tighter and deeper.

The kiss seemed to go on forever, and at the end I was hard again. I gently stroked in and out a couple of times, before slowing to a stop, again buried to the hilt in her sweet pussy.

"You really should go to Keith for at least a bit." I told her softly, seeing a host of feelings: sadness, surprise, hurt churn through her eyes.

She started to say something, but I placed my fingers across her lips.

"I can't give you up, you know. I know you're with him, but after tonight you're mine. Fuck the consequences. I've always wanted you, more than anything. And from a distance I could dream but accepted the impossibility of it all. But now... I'll never give you up. You are mine. Mine." I took her again, with my mouth on hers, my cock splitting her, but only for a minute, before I slowed again, and pressed my lips to her ear.

"Go to him, but remember, you're mine." I told her fiercely but softly, slowly dragging my cock out of her, hesitating with just the head inside her, and then with just the head, diddling in and out of her a few times, before finally pulling away.

She sat up and looked over to where our other 3 card players were laid out in a lazy daisy chain, Karen sucking Keith, who was licking Sue, who had her face buried between Karen's legs. As Linda turned to pull away, I grabbed her arm, and tugged her close to whisper in her ear.

"Whose are you?"

"Yours, Jack. Yours always." She answered without hesitation.

I nipped at her earlobe and released her, watching her amazing body cross the floor to join Karen, giving Keith her attention.

I stood as well, my hard cock leading the way.

Towards a certain young redhead.

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