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The Stripping Games Trilogy
By frog (frogintexas@hotmail.com)
(C) Copyright 1999 by frog, all rights reserved, except those described
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Trilogy Part 3: Strip or Dare
(The sequel to "The Stripping Games: Screw Your Neighbor")
The Bet
I just loved it when Nina got excited, which happened most of the time
no matter how trivial the issue. In such heightened state, she tossed
her long hair around, her dark eyes flashed, and her nipples got rock
hard. She also walked and talked a mile a minute, just as she was doing
as we walked across campus. It was her latest attempt to prove her
superiority.
"Mike, you may be able to play the trumpet well, but you are wrong,
wrong, wrong as far as pop music history is concerned!" Nina's hips
threw her short skirt into a frenzy as we approached the library. This
was Nina at her sexiest--sparkling white teeth breaking into that
fantastic smile, hand on one hip, nipples protruding through her soft
tee shirt, and hurrying to prove that she was right. Winning was not
everything for Nina, it was the only thing.
"As a matter of fact, you also were wrong in class earlier. You said
Herbie Hancock was Miles Davis' piano player in the sixties. I'm a
pianist--classical granted--but even I know that Bill Evans was Miles'
piano player, then came Chick Corea."
"And now, even worse," Nina sneered rolling her beautiful eyes, "you
claim that the Rolling Stones, of all groups, recorded a cover of 'Under
the Boardwalk' and in 1964, no less. I don't even think the Drifters
had recorded that tune by then. I certainly can't believe that a group
like the Rolling Stones would or could do a do-wop tune like 'Under the
Boardwalk.' Imagine Mick Jagger prancing around singing that tune? No
way, Jose!"
Nina raised her hands to the heavens as if to ask some deity why I had
been created. Unfortunately for me, Nina was almost always right. She
was one smart lady. And she was gorgeous too. But, this time I had
her...this time, I was right!
"Want to bet on both those issues, my dear?" I said with as much disdain
as I could muster.
Nina's usual Julia Robert's grin became sinister. "You don't have any
money at this time of semester and neither do I, but...yeah, I'll bet
with you...and I will win on both counts."
"So bet, miss know-it-all!"
"OK." She paused as if pondering the fate of the American economic
system. "If I am right about Miles' primary pianist, you will come over
and be a slave for Lee, Phyllis, and me for an entire weekend!" Nina
saw my shocked expression and closed in for what she thought was the
kill. "Let's see just how sure of yourself you REALLY are, Mr. Mike!
Come on, is it a bet?"
The thought of being a slave for those three was not exactly
unappealing. Lee, of shortest skirts in the whole school fame, was a
Korean-American beauty with long black hair and a penchant for teasing
guys with her curvaceous, dark-skinned legs. Phyllis, with the bluest
of blue eyes and blondest of blond hair, had the biggest set of knockers
in the School of Music, if not the entire University. And, Nina was
about the most exciting person I had ever known. How bad could spending
all weekend with them be, regardless of the task?
"All right...and if I win...hmmm...I have it! You and your roomies will
organize and participate in another evening of strip poker or strip
screw your neighbor. A bet?" I held out my hand.
"Jeez, Mike...haven't we about worn that scene out? Aren't you getting
a little tired of seeing the little boy parts of young roommates,
Douglas and Giacomo? Or, is there something about you that you haven't
told me?" She teasingly held up one limp wrist for emphasis.
"I believe my...uh...response to visual stimulation by Linda and Phyllis
during the last game was fairly obvious. And, we have not come close to
wearing out that bit of fun. You have not yet shown us the complete
picture of Nina, so to speak! I am just waiting for the night when you
lose, lose, lose...and end up in nothing but your lovely birthday suit!
Slavery against strip party? I think it's a good bet, if you can get
the other girls to play again."
Nina carefully considered her position. You almost could almost see the
wheels turning in her pretty head. She slung the her long dark hair
back out of her eyes. "OK, it's a bet. What about your 'Under the
Boardwalk' stupidity? Shall we take the bet a bit further?"
"What did you have in mind?" I said with fake fear in my voice.
"If you lose, then you spend your time as a slave NAKED!" Nina said
triumphantly flinging open the door to the library as she spoke. The
word, naked, seemed to echo up and down those hallowed halls.
There in front of us leaning over the reserve desk was Suzi Sharp, one
of the varsity cheerleaders and a friend of Lee's. Suzi was tiny,
blond, and about the cutest little thing one could imagine. She had a
smile as big as Texas and used it a lot. Her boobs seemed almost too
large for her small frame, that is, if "too large" can ever be used in
tandem with the concept "boobs." Seeing Suzi's petite ass wiggling in
the air gave me a delectable, evil thought.
"OK, your on...but, if I win bet number two, you will either talk Suzi
Sharp into playing the strip game with us...or, you spend the entire
game as our waitress...serving the players...wearing nothing at all! "
Only the eyes of a deer in headlights could equal the size of Nina's as
what I suggested sank in. "Are you sure that the stakes are equal?"
"Me, naked all weekend...in slavery...or you naked serving during a
short game...or getting sweet Suzi to play one little old game? Equal
in my book! So, put up or shut up?"
I tried to be nonchalant with this conversation, but my heart was
beginning to pound like a bass drum and adrenaline coursed through my
body. A tiny glaze of sweat began to appear on Nina's upper lip as
well. I had her where I wanted her. I knew I was right on both bets.
With one handshake, we were about to have another stripping game and
this time I was feeling mighty lucky.
The Humiliation
"You what? Oh, my god." said Suzi. "Nina, this is the most incredible
thing I have ever heard!"
"Come on, Suzi, it won't be so bad. One, these are nice guys who won't
let things get out of hand. You'll be completely safe. Two, you have a
great body. Three, we have played before and it is a lot of fun
actually, especially when you outsmart the guys. Four, you won't
believe the size of the schlong on skinny little Doug. That alone may
be worth the price of admission. And, five, I am screwed if you don't
do this." Nina pleaded like a trial lawyer on speed.
"I can't believe I am hearing this," said Suzi. "You actually have
played strip poker with these guys before? I can't comprehend this.
And, you too, Lee? Please tell me this is a big joke."
"No joke," said Lee shaking her head. "Actually, I was too smashed to
play last time, but Phyllis did."
"Oh, my god!!! Not Phyllis! Not goodie-two-shoes, small town Baptist,
sing in church, perfect Phyllis. I figured that she wouldn't even
undress in front of a mirror, much less in front of a man. No, not
sweet Phyllis. I can't believe this?" Suzi had torn the paper cup in
front of her into small pieces and had started, without realizing it, on
a second.
Nina and Lee simply nodded.
Lee had to suppress a major urge to laugh. She thought the whole thing
was hilarious and she couldn't wait to play, especially with Jack, short
for Giacomo. But, she knew that Nina did not think any of this was
funny in the least.
"I'll be naked and mortified for an evening in front of three guys if
you don't do this. Please give me a chance to win!" The desperation
sounded in Nina's voice.
"Wait, I have a boy friend too, you know. What if he found out about
this?" queried Suzi still in a state of shock.
"Bring him too!" said Lee just a little too quickly and with a bit too
much enthusiasm in her voice. "He.... uh. He can....ah....well he
might like it." Bart, Suzi's boyfriend, was a jock whom Lee found very
handsome.
"That's probably true, now that I think of it. But still, this sounds
like seventh-grade slumber party stuff. My god, Nina, how did you get
into this mess in the first place?"
Suzi began to contemplate all the possibilities here. Her boyfriend was
no problem. He would love to see any one of these girls naked. And he
surely would take out his passions on her afterward. Stripping in front
of the other guys was another matter. She was simultaneously excited
and frightened by the idea. Her most tantalizing thought, however, was
that of watching the other girls strip. She had felt that little tingle
inside when she saw other girls' bodies before. Now she was feeling
that same tingle just talking about this. She squeezed her legs
together to intensify the feeling.
"It's a long story...for later. For now, think about it. Isn't college
the place where you do wild and crazy things? You only live once...and
you only have to play once. Ple-e-e-ease?"
I'll check with Bart. If he is willing, then I guess I am too. But, I
better, by god, win!
"You will," smiled Lee.
The New Twist
"OK, everyone is into the game, including Suzi Sharp, but she insists on
bringing her boyfriend. Phyllis, of course, is having second thoughts.
She figures that the odds are against her and a full frontal will happen
to her this time. She wants 'veto' power during the game or something."
Nina groaned or sighed with every other word. Losing the bet and
suffering the embarrassment of asking Suzi to play was worse for Nina
than losing all her clothes and then some.
Nina was grieving, but my head was spinning. It worked! Strip games
with Suzi Sharp, a major fox, and another chance to get Nina, Lee, and/
or Phyllis naked. My dick got hard at the thought.
"What's up with those side bets that you suggested last time?" I asked.
"You just don't forget anything, do you? Well, nothing is up. At the
time, I thought it might be fun to throw in some dares, like the old
'truth or dare' games just for fun, but now I have lost all my
enthusiasm." Her hatred of losing showed through again.
"I see." A magic thought came to me out of the blue. "There might be a
solution to the Phyllis issue," I ventured.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, let's do dares in the game. I'm thinking aloud here, but
before the big evening, all the guys can get together and write down a
set of dares for the girls and vice versa, girls can make up dares for
the guys. When players lose a hand, they can either take off clothes OR
choose one of the dares. That way, if Phyllis wants to veto stripping,
she can do a dare."
I liked the way this was shaping up.
"And, to make the decisions even harder and more fun, if a person
refuses to take the dare, then he or she has to take off all clothes and
the game is over."
Nina's mind again was in full swing. "The dares would have to be
carefully constructed. For instance, no dares that require one to take
off clothes could be allowed. Otherwise, you don't really have an
alternative. And, no dares that ask people to do gross stuff!"
"Gross is in the eye of the beholder." I said.
"You know what I mean...no dares like "go give head to the guy flipping
burgers at McDonald's. Remember when we started this, we had a 'no
doing anything except getting naked' policy. Someone will have to
review the dares. I don't trust you guys."
"That will ruin the surprise." I pouted. "All right, Lee reads and
OK's the dares for girls, Jack reads those for the guys. And, remember,
if it gets too objectionable or gross, the person can strip and it's
over, no questions asked." I figured that Lee was a good choice for
reviewer. She was the most daring of the group, so she would allow the
greatest range of dares.
"OK, and the dares should be ordered by difficulty--the further into the
game, the harder it should get...so to speak," Nina laughed glancing
down at my crotch.
"I'll drink to that," I said.
Party Time
I don't know which was more fun, anticipating the stripping or making up
the dares. Jack, Doug and I worked for days dreaming up the sentences
on the little stack of cards that Jack now carried in his pocket. And,
Lee, Phyllis, and Nina had giggled all week about "the one" they dreamed
up the night before.
After each group had prepared dares, Jack and Lee checked them for
propriety. No one else knew at the time that they also had added a few
dares of their own. Before these special dares, they added a red card
to each stack. Below that red card the dares got considerably more
"demanding." Lee had drawn a skull and crossbones on each red card as a
warning. Jack had a big grin as we walked into the girls' apartment.
Only he and Lee knew that he had a good reason to smile.
Phyllis, Lee and Nina had prepared a fantastic array of food, including
a curious centerpiece of fresh bananas. The glass-topped table had
reappeared in the center of the room, compliments of Jack and Doug.
And, the tequila was already flowing freely when we arrived.
I suspected that the girls had chosen their clothing for the evening
carefully. Lee wore her usual short skirt, this one black, with a gray
sweater that buttoned down the front. She also had on hose with an
extraordinarily sexy lace pattern that seemed to point the way to her
pubis. Phyllis wore Capri pants and a simple blue shirt that made her
eyes seemed to glow with blue light. Phyllis had obviously been getting
psychologically prepared for the evening with tequila shots. She
already was pretty smashed. Nina wore her usual clingy material, long
skirt and matching top, this time deep purple. Her sweater shirt was a
turtleneck with long sleeves. With her long hair flowing down her back,
she looked like a fashion model about to hit the runway.
We were about to finish the first pitcher of frozen Margaritas when Suzi
and Bart arrived. Suzi wore a short skirt that would have been more of
a belt on someone as tall as Nina. It was made of slinky black material
with a V cut into the side on her left leg. Her top was a tight
multicolored tee-shirt, likely purchased at Victoria's Secret, with a
scooped neckline that showed her ample cleavage. She really looked hot
with clothes on. I could only imagine what she would look like with
them off.
Bart was the unknown quantity in tonight's proceedings. He was on the
football team and, as a result, didn't hang out much with music majors
like us. As one might expect, he was tall, ruggedly good looking, and
had lots of muscles. I hated him already. He seemed a bit apprehensive
at first, but when he looked around the room at the Lee, Phyllis, and
Nina, his demeanor changed completely. He knew that he was about to
have some fun--win or lose.
The Rules
After the tequila had had ample time to take effect, we took our places
at the glass table. Around the table, clockwise in order, sat Nina, me,
Suzi, Bart, Phyllis, Jack, Lee, and Doug. We all sat sheepishly looking
at each other as Nina explained the rules. Lee nervously crossed and
uncrossed her legs. Each time she did so, her skirt rode up just a bit
higher. Even in hose her legs were fantastic. She caught me looking
and just smiled.
"The game is Strip Screw Your Neighbor. The object of the game is not
to end up with the lowest card at the end of each round. The dealer
deals each player one card, face down. If you get a King, flip it over.
It can't be traded. Each person either keeps the card or trades it with
the person to his or her left. The dealer goes last and can either keep
his or her card or trade it for one from the top of the deck.
After the dealer makes the final choice, all cards are shown and the
person with the low card has another choice--take off an article of
clothing or draw a dare from the two piles, one for girls and one for
boys. If you draw a dare card, you have to do what it says. Or, if you
simply can't do it, you have to remove all your clothes. By the way, if
there are ties, all losers must strip or dare.
Men have four items to remove in this order: Shoes and socks count as
one; then shirt, then pants, then underwear. Women have five items;
shoes and socks, blouse, pants or skirt, bra, and panties, in that
order. Pantyhose count as socks. Any questions?"
"About these dares?" asked Phyllis.
"They are just for fun," said Lee. "No gross stuff, but they do get
harder as you go down the stack."
"Don't say harder to these horny guys," whispered Nina aloud. Everyone
laughed, except Suzi.
"Are we really going through with this?" said Suzi looking directly at
Bart.
Bart saw me getting a preview by looking down Suzi's blouse and smiled.
"This is what college is all about! Let's play."
The Game
Round one was lost by Phyllis who, much too casually for her, tossed off
her shoes. Suzi dealt the next hand and immediately flipped over a
King. I sat staring at a three of hearts with no chance of trading!
Not a very good start.
"I think, instead of losing my shoes, I'll play it smart and take an
early dare." I said trying to sound confident. I took the first card
from the guy's pile and read it aloud, "Kiss passionately the person on
your left for 30 seconds."
Everyone began to clap and cheer, partly out of my discomfort and partly
out of relief. Everyone now knew that the dares, at least at first,
were fairly innocent. The lovely Suzi sat to my left. I looked first
at Suzi and then at Bart, her muscle bound boyfriend. "Get on with it,"
Bart finally said.
I leaned over and drew closer and closer to Suzi's soft mouth. Her
eye's twinkled in anticipation of the moment and then closed as she
turned her head up toward me.
"Go for it, Mikey baby!" shouted Jack. "I'm watching the cock...uh...I
mean...clock."
I smiled, glanced his way, and then my lips touched Suzi's. To my
shock, Suzi returned my kiss with great enthusiasm. Her lips were like
fire and her tongue darted across my lips. The thirty seconds seemed to
last forever. My dick shot to attention. I could feel her breath
quicken. She tasted fantastic. A mystifying fragrance seemed to come
from between her breasts.
"Time," Jack said finally.
As we parted, Suzi simply said, "Oo." I, on the other hand, could
hardly breathe. I had just kissed my first college cheerleader. My
hands were shaking. Suzi glanced at Bart and maternally patted his arm
as the rest of the group applauded.
Nina leaned over and whispered, "That was very hot, sweetie. You gave
me goose bumps."
"I can't wait to see them," I replied.
The next few rounds were innocent enough with Jack, Nina, and Bart
losing their shoes. Lee dealt next and when the cards were revealed
both she and Doug had low fives. Doug flipped off his shoes, but Lee
said, "I'll take a dare." She picked up the first card on the girl's
pile and read, "Eat a banana from both ends with the person on your
left. You must eat every bit."
"So, now we know why the bananas appeared," I said.
Lee grabbed a banana, peeled it, and turned to Doug. Both began to eat
the banana with great vigor until they arrived in the middle.
"Remember," reminded Jack, "you have to eat all of it!"
Lee and Doug got most of the banana in their mouths, but much of it was
mashed on their faces. Lee began to lick the banana off of Doug's lips.
Doug's eyes widened and everyone began to laugh. Dutifully, Doug licked
the remainder off of Lee's lips. When she could finally speak, Lee
said, "Yum...one of the best bananas I have ever had."
"Me too," said Doug as he squirmed to get his hardening dick straight in
his pants.
"I like thith game!" said Phyllis with a slightly drunken lisp.
"At this rate, it may take a long time to get one of you guys naked
though," muttered Nina.
"I had a couple of other things in mind," said Jack staring at Nina's
chest.
Lee lost the next hand and had to remove both her shoes and her
pantyhose. All eyes were on Lee as she stood, reached under her skirt,
hooked her thumbs in her pantyhose, and pulled them down. Bart was in
the perfect position to catch a glimpse of Lee's black panties in the
process. He had had his doubts about this game until now, but as he
felt his dick stiffen, he knew that this was for real.
Suzi also watched Lee and felt that all too familiar tingle. Her eyes
met Lee's for an instant. "Had Lee noticed that certain look?" Suzi
wondered.
Lee simply smiled and sat back down smoothing her skirt around her
tanned legs. "Just a little show for openers," she said with a grin.
The next two hands were wild affairs including another tie. Suzi and I
lost shoes, and then Bart lost his shirt, which he removed with the
flare of a male stripper twirling it around his head. Before he sat
down, he did a bodybuilder pose and all the guys began to hiss and boo.
Phyllis, on the other hand, gave him her full attention and then some.
She was seated next to him. She stared as if hypnotized and, without
thinking, reached up and touched one of Bart's bulging pectorals. "Hey,
I thought we said no touching," Suzi complained.
"No unwanted touching," corrected Jack.
Phyllis blushed mightily and jerked her hand back. She blushed even
more when Bart responded, "Do I get to do the same to you later in the
game?" A poke from Suzi returned him to reality.
Suzi dealt next and Phyllis lost. "Now we are getting somewhere,"
announced Bart to no one in particular. Unlike in her reluctant past,
Phyllis stood and proudly began to unbutton her shirt giggling as she
did. She whipped off her blouse to reveal-a conservative white swimsuit
top!
"Hey, no fair," I cried along with the rest of the guys.
Phyllis whined, "Nanny-nanny-boo-boo! No one said bras were required!"
Actually, Phyllis' boobs were so large and magnificent that it really
didn't matter whether they were encased in a bra or not. The effect was
the same-two magnificent creamy mounds that seemed to challenge your
mouth to try to capture them. Phyllis sat down very proud of her
attempt at trickery. She also had attracted Bart's complete attention.
Until that moment, he had not realized how large Phyllis' tits were, but
now he was as impressed as the rest of us.
Suzi lost next. "Ladies and gentlemen, rather than exposing my little
undies, I'll take a dare," she said with a grin. She read her card and
her mouth dropped open. "Oh my. These get worse quicker than I
expected."
"Come on, read it out loud," said Bart.
"Sit with your knees at least two feet apart during the entire next
round of play." Suzi began to blush. Audible involuntary groans came
from the rest of the girls. "What pervert came up with that one?" asked
Nina. "Don't say, came up, to this crowd." I replied.
Suzi looked around the glass-topped table at each guy. Across the table
sat Doug and Jack with the best vantage points. She slowly spread her
legs apart and, as she did, her short skirt road up higher on her
shapely legs. "Like what you see, guys?" she said scornfully.
I leaned over toward Nina so I could have a better view. Doug and Jack
brazenly stared at the white lace panties barely covering Suzi's pussy.
Clearly Suzi was NOT a natural blond. The shadow of dark pubic hair was
visible behind her panties. Nina poked me in the ribs. "Move back over,
buster!" she exclaimed faking anger.
Suzi turned bright red and shouted, "Hurry up and deal the cards,
Phyllis!"
"I need to go to the potty!" said Phyllis quietly.
"Oh, my god, not now!" said Suzi, but Phyllis was already out of the
room. We all sat and waited with Suzi fuming, legs still wide apart.
Others averted their eyes occasionally, but Doug just sat and stared.
"Earth to Doug," sneered Suzi. Bart frowned, but didn't complain.
When Phyllis returned, she dealt a new set of cards and turned up a
King. Jack peeked at his card, a 10. "No trade," he announced.
Lee stared at a 2 that she quickly traded to Doug. Doug gave the 2 to
Nina in return for her 4.
"Shit," said Bart. "That card, whatever it is, is moving much too
quickly around the table and I am sitting by a King. I feel a loss
coming on."
Sure enough, the humble 2 went completely around the table and stopped
with Bart who had a choice, remove pants or take dare. He stood up
slowly and unfastened his belt, then ever so slowly unzipped his pants.
The girls began to cheer and whistle. Everyone else was almost fully
dressed and poor Bart was slowly exposing his leopard print
underwear...and his fairly small bulge. He again posed and flexed for
the girls who rewarded him with cheers. Suzi, now with her legs back
tightly together, patted Bart's ass as he sat back down.
"Another touching incident duly noted," said Doug quietly.
Nina lost the next hand and my heart leaped for joy. I knew I was going
to be lucky tonight. She stood and pulled the tail of her shirt out of
her skirt. Then she crossed her arms and lifted the shirt over her
head. There was no tricky stuff this time, but still she didn't reveal
much. Under her shirt, Nina wore a purple camisole with a built-in bra
that allowed her hard nipples to show without exposing much skin.
Marvelous pencil eraser mounds poked from under each cup. They seemed
to ache for my tongue. She struggled to get the turtleneck over her
head, then sat back and thrust her small, firm tits forward. As she
did, she smiled softly looking directly at me. I could feel my pulse
pounding in my head. It was the smile that did it, not her tits,
although they were fantastic. That smile spoke volumes. My semi-soft
dick became rock hard again in an instant.
"Very nice," said Bart. Suzi immediately slugged him on the shoulder.
Phyllis lost the next hand. "All of you now know that under these pants
is my swimsuit bottom, so in the spirit of fair play I'll do a dare."
She giggled like a grade school girl and reached for a card.
"Using your foot, sexily fondle the person of your choice under the
table for thirty seconds."
Across the table sat Doug. Phyllis already knew that his dick was
prodigious. She smiled as she sneaked her foot across the distance
between them and inched it up Doug's leg. She rubbed his leg for a
moment and it looked as if that was going to be the extent of her
advances when suddenly she put her foot directly on his crotch. Doug
moaned as she rubbed her delicate toes up and down along his hardening
bulge.
Phyllis was surprised by how much she could actually feel through Doug's
pants and by just how big his penis seemed to be. She could feel it
getting harder and harder. No one knew it, but she had never felt a
penis before. Even in her drunken condition, the excitement grew within
her.
Doug, on the other hand, was about to go out of his mind. A strange
quiet came over the room as everyone watched Phyllis' foot move up and
down. Finally, Jack broke the ice, "As bad as I hate to say it, your
thirty seconds were up about 2 minutes ago." Phyllis removed her foot
and Doug opened his eyes.
"Mercy," said Nina in her typical understated way. "This is a very sexy
game. Someone open a window and get some air in here." Nina traced her
tongue along her upper lip and breathed a deep sigh.
The game progressed without incident or dare for a while. Mike and Jack
lost shirts; Lee lost her sweater revealing her black satin bra that
covered her medium sized Asian breasts. I loved it when Lee saw you
checking out her tits and simply looked you straight in the eye and
smiled. She obviously enjoyed the attention.
Suzi lost next and asked that, since everyone had seen her panties
anyway, could she remove her skirt before her blouse? Everyone agreed.
Suzi let her skirt fall to her ankles showing us the rest of those white
lace panties cut high on the sides of her legs. Unfortunately (I think
by design), the tail of her shirt covered her panties when she sat down.
Phyllis then lost again and we all booed as she revealed the rest of her
swimsuit. She flopped back down in her chair and pouted.
On the next hand, Bart, still sitting in his underwear, lost. "All
right, Bart loses and the game is over!" shouted Suzi with a sigh of
relief. "Not so fast, my love," he said. "It's dare or hello little
Bart. I guess I'll be doing dares from now on."
"Awwww," said Suzi sheepishly.
Bart read the next card, "It is your lucky day. Save this card. It
gives you the right to remove the next piece of clothing lost by any
player. The catch? You have to do so without using your hands!"
Bart's big smile faded when Nina reminded, "Guys are included in that
dare too, by the way."
Bart dealt in a hurry. Face cards fell all around the table, except in
front of Lee. She had a lowly eight. Lee stood up, smiled at Bart, and
said, "OK, big boy. Let's see you get this skirt off with no hands."
She lift her arms above her head and waited.
Bart walked around the table and knelt behind Lee. He took her skirt's
zipper in his teeth and tugged it down. In this position, his nose was
right in her ass. "That's the easy part," said Lee peering over her
shoulder.
Bart moved around to Lee's front and took the hem of her skirt in his
teeth, directly in front of her crotch. He pulled with little success.
He made his way around the edge of her skirt slowly inching the tight
skirt over Lee's hips. When he had made his way all the way around, he
gave one last tug and her skirt dropped to her ankles. Bart found
himself two inches away from Lee's pussy that barely was covered by lacy
black panties. He could smell her musky, feminine fragrance and had a
mad desire to push his nose into her crotch. And, he stared at tiny
dark public hair peeking out around the edges of her panties. Before he
could act on his impulse, Lee began to dance swaying back and forth in
front of Bart. She slowly turned around to reveal that she was wearing
a thong! Her magnificent ass was exposed and was now inches from Bart's
face.
Staring down at Bart, Lee flirted, "Are you going to play the rest of
the game from down there?" Bart involuntarily leaned forward and kissed
Lee's tanned left buttock. Lee giggled; Suzi snorted. "I believe he
just kissed your ass, Lee" said Nina.
Bart blushed and returned to his seat, as did Lee. Lee gave a little
adjustment to her panties and, to my dismay, crossed her lovely legs.
"The store is closed...for a while," she said as she noticed me looking
directly at her crotch.
"My deal," slurred Phyllis. "Hey Bart, how about bringing us another
round of drinks?"
Bart dutifully walked into the kitchen. Phyllis didn't take her eyes
off his tight ass once during the trip. "Will you be dealing?" frowned
Suzi.
Cards were flipped over around the table until they got back to Phyllis.
She had low five. "Oh my, this is very serious," she said as she
reached for the deck, traded in her card, and, to her great relief,
flipped over a Queen. Lee looked down at her card in shock. She had
lost again! Now it was serious.
"I had not planned to take any more dares, but I guess I'll have to if I
want to keep my boobs covered." She cringed, picked a card, and read,
"Passionately kiss another one of the girls of your choice for thirty
seconds."
"Oh my god, I knew I would get that one," Lee said to Jack.
"Perfect," replied Jack. "So, who is gonna be the lucky girl?"
Lee looked around the table. The earlier look had not gone unnoticed.
"I choose Suzi. Mike seemed to enjoy it when he had his turn."
Lee walked around the table, past a shocked Bart, and pulled Suzi up out
of her chair with a gentle tug on her chin. Just before their lips met,
Lee began to giggle. "I have never done this before!" she exclaimed.
"OK, start timing!"
Lee turned to Suzi and bent down toward her. Their lips touched
tentatively at first and then firmly. The simple kiss quickly turned
into a full embrace. Suzi's hands automatically moved up and down Lee's
bare back and then wandered down to her panty covered ass. Their heads
moved with the heat of the kiss and Suzi's bright red fingernails clawed
into Lee's back.
"Jesus Christ," whispered Nina. The rest of us were speechless. I had
seen women kiss in porn movies before, but that's nothing compared to
witnessing it live.
Suzi's hand began to shake visibly. "Time," Jack said almost choking as
he did.
Lee quickly released Suzi who fell back into her chair wide eyed.
"She's a good kisser, huh Mike?" said Lee with mock seriousness. Suzi
put her hand to her lips. Her hands were still shaking and she looked
as if she was about to cry. Bart was frozen.
Finally Suzi regained her composure and said, "That was
really...uh...different. Very...ah...soft. Fucking A."
Lee looked at the table. On top of the girl's pile sat the red card
with skull and crossed bones scowling. "Now we are going to really see
some action!" she said.
"You mean they get worse than the last one?" said Nina.
Quiet, skinny Doug quietly lost the next hand. Even though he was
almost fully clothed, he quickly took a dare card. "Moon the room," the
card read. Doug stood, dropped his trousers and underwear, and stuck
his bare ass at the assembled group. All the girls cheered and howled,
while the guys retched. Red faced, Doug sat back down. "The red card
is next on the guy's pile as well," he noted.
"Bart's bound to lose now," said Nina, "because he won't take a dare."
Relief was all over her face.
On the next deal, Phyllis got a 6. After careful consideration, she
traded with Jack. Jack smiled as he handed her his card. It was a
three. Phyllis' hands began to shake as the other cards were revealed.
She had lost and now her swimsuit gag was history.
"This is the moment I have been waiting for all my life!" said Jack. "I
have wanted to see those breasts since the first time I saw them coming
around a corner."
Phyllis eyed the red card, blushed, and looked again at the card. "I
just can't do it...I'm shit faced, but I still am too embarrassed to
strip...I'll take the dare."
"Uh-oh," said Lee quietly. She knew the contents of those cards.
Phyllis carefully looked at the card. "Oh, shit. Oh, shit, shit,
shit."
"Read it," I said.
"Put on a blindfold. All guys stand in a line facing away from the
table and unzip or otherwise give access to their penises. You must
feel each penis and guess the identity of its owner. Guess all
correctly and you can put back on one article of clothing. Guess
incorrectly and you take off two articles of clothing on your next
loss."
Lee produced the blind fold and put it over Phyllis' eyes. Phyllis
couldn't believe this was happening. She had never touched a penis
before and tonight she had already touched one and was about to touch
four more. She felt a great bubble expanding inside her. A strange
wetness appeared between her legs. The moment was exhilarating, but she
had to concentrate. If you couldn't figure out which was which, she
could lose all her clothes on the next hand. She had to think. But,
thinking is tough when one is drunk, which she was.
"OK," she reasoned to herself. "Bart has on underwear, so if I don't
feel pants, that's him. Doug is large, so who ever has the largest dick
is Doug. Mike is taller than Jack...not much help, but it will have to
do." All these things streaked through her mind as Lee led her over to
the guys.
A hand took her arm and guided her hand to its target. Phyllis touched
her first penis. She was shocked by the softness. She moved her hand
around and felt it respond to her touch. "This is great," she thought.
"And, no pants...must be Bart."
Another hand guided her to penis number two. This one was flaccid when
she first touched it, but it suddenly changed with her touch. She was
mystified by the change. She began to rub up and down along the length
of the shaft. As she did, it got harder and harder. The problem was
that she had no clue as to its owner.
When she touched dick three, she pulled her hand back at first. This
one had to be Doug. It was much larger than the other two and curved to
the left, semi-hard. She put her hand around it and her fingers barely
touched. She began to try to imagine getting something that large
inside her. "Impossible...maybe," she thought.
The last dick was much like the others, except she felt a bit of
moisture on the tip. When you touched it, a moan came from the owner,
but she couldn't recognize the voice. The skin on this penis seemed
much looser. She enjoyed the soft sensation in her hand. "You had
better guess before someone makes a mess over there," shouted Nina
breaking the tension.
Unfortunately for Phyllis, it was a toss up on which was Jack and which
was Mike. "OK, number one is Bart." Cheers went up from the girls.
"Hey, how did you know that?" cried Suzi.
"I swear she made a great guess, baby!" Bart replied.
"Number three is Doug."
"Well, how in the world did she guess that one," said Nina, her voice
dripping with sarcasm.
"I couldn't imagine," said Lee.
"And number two is...ahhhhh...Mike?"
"Annnnnk! Survey says, 'Wrong!' That marvelous organ would be mine!"
boasted Jack.
"Oh, shit," cried Phyllis. "Well, I still have on my suit. Whew, that
was quite an experience!"
"All right, guys, zip up...if you can...and let's play so we can get
those dicks where the rest of us can see them. We don't want Phyllis to
have all the fun," commanded Nina. We made our way back to the table,
four tents sticking out in a line.
Next Suzi lost. "I am not taking one of those dares now," sighed Suzi.
She lifted her blouse over her head and revealed two bra-covered melons
that bulged from under her confining satin underwear. Her nipples grew
hard and visible. She covered them with her hands.
"No, no, no. No covering," said Jack.
He didn't know how prophetic that was because on the next hand Suzi lost
again. A look of horror came on her face. She looked at Bart as if to
say save me, but Bart merely shrugged and tried to appear sympathetic.
"I think this has gone far enough, Bart," Suzi said quietly. Bart said
nothing, but the look on his face was pure lust.
"I can't believe this. OK, I guess I'll go for broke." Suzi stood and
reached behind her back to unhook her bra. She looked like a small
China doll in an awkward pose, a beautiful porcelain figurine. She held
the bra in front of her breasts as she slipped the straps over her arms
and then paused again. She conjured up a weak smile and said, "Well, I
guess this is the reason we are doing this. Right, guys?" She looked
directly at Lee as she spoke.
All the rest of the eyes were fixed on little Suzi's large tits. Slowly
she allowed the bra to drop away and then she struck a pose like Bart's.
Her nipples were amazingly pink, almost as if she had colored them with
lipstick, and they were high on her breasts pointing at the ceiling.
Her tiny pink aureoles were in slightly different positions on her two
breasts giving a sort of walleyed effect. As she sat back down, she
covered her gorgeous globes with one arm, began to relax a little, and
smile. All the guys began to clap and cheer.
The next hand ended in yet another tie; Jack and I both lost. "All
right!" cheered Nina. "Drop those pants." Lee quickly switched on the
radio. A George Clinton funk tune happened to be playing. Jack and I
began to dance and unzip. We whipped off our belts in tandem to the
cheers of the ladies and did our best to imitate male strippers,
although it came off closer to the cast of misfits in "The Full Monty."
Jack moved close by Lee, so I did the same with Nina. We placed our
crotches directly in their faces and began to slowly ease down our
pants. Both girls blushed and shrieked. We waved semi-erect dicks,
still covered by our underwear, at both girls as best we could.
Lee shocked everyone, particularly Jack, by reaching out and touching
Jack's dick. Jack recoiled in shock at first, but then began to dance
with Lee gently moving her hand up and down along his shaft. Phyllis
gasped. I looked down at Nina who was wide-eyed and gave her a
questioning look. "Not now," she whispered.
"Did that mean what I thought it meant?" I thought while I danced.
"Later?" I said.
The girls pushed us away at that moment and we sat back down with my
question unanswered. Jack had a full hard on which, regardless of what
he did, stood out beneath his underwear in clear view. Phyllis, who was
sitting next to him, tried to peek without being obvious to no avail.
She was not very subtle.
"Hot, hot, hot," said Suzi. The words seemed to shake Phyllis out of
her hypnosis. She fanned herself with a hand full of cards.
The next hand moved very slowly. Everyone had cards in the midrange so
decisions about holding or trading were difficult. The cards, one by
one, were flipped over until it was Phyllis' turn. Bart was holding the
lowest card to that point, a seven. Phyllis started to turn her card
and then jerked back her hand with a look of fear in her eyes.
"It's you or me, Bart. I can't even bring myself to look at the card I
just got from Jack."
"Time out," cried Suzi. "I can't wait any longer. I have to go to the
bathroom." She clutched her exposed boobs and rushed out of the room.
"Drinks?" asked Nina, ever the attentive hostess.
I walked into the kitchen with Nina and whispered, "About those side
bets..."
"Oh, yeah, what did you have in mind?" Nina replied.
"The game is about to be over. Right? Neither of them is brave enough
to chance another dare under the red card. So, let's bet on who loses
this hand just for fun."
"And the stakes?" Nina asked. Her eyes were flashing as she looked
directly into mine.
"Who ever loses has to take the next dare card," I said, "and must do
whatever is on the card after everyone else leaves. This bet is just
between us."
Nina hesitated for a moment and then said, "It's a bet. I'll take
Phyllis to win."
"A bet," I said shaking Nina's delicate, yet powerful pianist hand.
Suzi came back to the table holding one tit in each hand and we all
settled back down.
"Well, here goes," said Phyllis. She took the card and threw it down in
the middle of the table. A six!! Phyllis had lost.
"I seem to recall the dare which requires you to take off two articles
of clothing, Phyllis," said Jack triumphantly.
"I knew this would happen. I just felt it. I'm never playing games
with you guys again." Phyllis wrung her hands and nervously pushed her
long blond hair back out of her eyes. "I hope your are satisfied, Nina.
You got me into this!"
Nina really didn't hear the comment. She was distracted by her own loss
to me. We looked at each other and smiled. Phyllis stood up and began
to nervously reach around to unhook her swimsuit top, so no one noticed
when Nina quietly took the top dare card, read it, folded it, and
slipped it into the pocket of her skirt.
Phyllis was beet red and having a bit of difficulty standing. After
several tries, she finally got her swimsuit top unhooked and paused as
she held the top in front of her. She pulled the top aside and closed
her eyes.
"Oh my god," moaned Jack. We all stared at the most fantastic pair of
tits this side of Playboy magazine. Her long blond hair softly fell
over one breast. Her aureoles were large and dark pink with nipples
protruding. Her breasts hung down slightly under their own weight, but
were not in the least sagging. Phyllis grabbed one breast in each hand
and playfully shook them at us. "Well, here they are, boys." With that
she pulled one up and touched her tongue to the nipple.
"Jesus H. Christ!" exclaimed Doug.
"I can't do that," bemoaned Nina.
Phyllis sat back down in a heap.
"Aren't we forgetting something?" I said.
"I can't, guys," whined Phyllis.
"Then take another dare."
"That'll be worse. Oh what the hell, we shouldn't be ashamed of our
bodies, right?"
Phyllis stood up again and began to quickly strip. She seemed to want
to get it over with before she lost her courage. She hooked a thumb in
each side of her white swimsuit bottoms and pulled them over her ample
hips. Her public hair was blonder than the hair on her head. It was
sparse and almost invisible. That allowed her pink glistening labia to
show through. Standing there naked, Phyllis looked like a goddess.
Phyllis struck a pose, made a silly face, and then sat back down.
"Game over. Time for pictures before everyone gets dressed," said Jack.
"What?" said Suzi.
"It's a tradition," answered Nina.
We all posed for the now traditional post game photo with Phyllis in
front, naked and blushing. Little did Phyllis know that the photo later
would be a treasured item in fraternity houses all across the campus.
Post Game
After everyone had gone home, Lee and Phyllis retired to their bedrooms
leaving Nina and I alone.
"I guess it's time for me to perform that last dare," said Nina
sheepishly.
"I suppose so," I said not knowing what to expect.
Nina stood and pulled her turtleneck sweater back over her head. I sat
back on the coach. If this was a show, I was going to love it. Nina
untied the string on her skirt and it fell to the floor. Her purple
camisole matched her bikini panties. She tossed her long hair back over
her head like a fashion model posing for the camera and smiled. I was
in heaven. The girl of my dreams was stripping just for me.
Nina blushed slightly and said, "Funny...in all these games, I have
never had to do this." She crossed her arms and lifted the bottom of
her camisole. Slowly she raised the silky fabric while looking directly
into my eyes. One more gentle tug and her breasts sprang free. They
were small and firm with those long nipples fully erect. I nearly came
in my pants at the sight.
I was just about to say that I thought there were no stripping dares in
the pile when Nina, to my shock, knelt in front of me and began to
unbutton my shirt. She pushed back my shirt and rubbed her soft hand
down my chest.
"Nice," she whispered.
Her hands found my belt, unbuckled it, and unzipped my pants. I must
have had an expression of shear shock on my face, because Nina paused
and said, "Are you ok with this?"
"OK?" I wheezed in a barely audible tone. "This may be the most
fantastic moment of my young life."
"The moment and the dare is not over yet," Nina said as she returned to
her task. She lifted my pants past my hips and pulled each leg over my
feet. She rubbed my pants down the front of her body before she dropped
them to the floor and gave me the sexiest of looks. By now, I was fully
erect and my dick strained against my jockey shorts.
"Hum, what have we here?" joked Nina.
Without waiting for a response, she pulled down my underwear and
revealed my throbbing penis, red and ready.
"Now for my dare," said Nina. She began to stroke my cock up and down.
When a dewdrop of moisture appeared on its tip, she leaned over and
licked it off with her tongue.
"Ah, salty. I've always wondered what that would taste like."
I closed my eyes in ecstasy. I still was in a state of disbelief, but I
certainly didn't want to do anything to stop the proceedings. As Nina
continued to stroke my dick, I felt to cum beginning to build for a
climax. I leaned back and moaned.
"I seem to be doing this right," Nina said aloud to herself. "He seems
to like it."
"Oh god, Nina...oh...oh...I'm about to...oh." I tried to speak but the
words wouldn't come. Suddenly I sprayed cum all over my chest. Nina
continued to stroke until the last spurt had waned.
"What an amazing sight that was," said Nina again more to herself than
to me. She took her camisole and began to clean up my chest.
I blushed now embarrassed by my nakedness and seeing my cum everywhere.
Nina sensed my distress and leaned forward and kissed me gently. "Nina
always pays her bets," she said. "And, this payment was very pleasant."
I pulled her toward me and kissed her passionately.
"The dare wasn't very romantic," I lamented. "I mean for you, for the
two of us."
"That's for the future," she whispered. "Just never let it be said that
I didn't do my dare!"
We began to collect our clothes and I picked up Nina's dress. I felt
the dare card in her pocket. While Nina was slipping into a robe, I
took the card as a souvenir and put it my pants pocket.
I kissed Nina goodnight and started walking home. As I passed under a
street light, I unfolded the dare card and held it up to make out the
words.
It read, "Play with yourself for 30 seconds and fake an orgasm."
I stood for a long while staring at the note and reflecting on the
evening. Sly Nina had had her way again.
I thought, "A college education indeed is a wonderful thing!"
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