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Subject: {ASSM} Poker and More Part one (F/mf,exhib,)
Date: Fri,  6 Jul 2001 09:10:02 -0400
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Poker and More contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity
and are intended for Adults Only. If you are under the age of 18,
don't read this--go do something much more useful with your life.
If you are offended by depictions of adult sexual activity, you
are really in the wrong place anyhow, and I don_t have much to
say to you.

Poker and More Part one (F/mf,exhib,)
By Hankbelly
Hankbelly@yahoo.com

Have you ever been scammed? Taken advantage of? Been hoodwinked,
grifted, had someone pull a fast one on you? What did you lose?
Was it money? Usually people are taken for money. Who ran the
scam on you, a stranger, a relative, someone you sort of knew?
Or, was it a friend, someone you trusted? Sometimes, people we
know well are capable of scamming us, and sometimes, just
sometimes, we want to be scammed.
It all started Friday of Memorial day, and I was bored, just
hanging at my place. All my usual gang of friends were off with
their wives, and I was left high and dry, with nothing to do. The
phone rang, and it appeared that my luck had begun to change, It
was Amy, an old friend of mine. She wanted to know what I was up
to, she and Tanya were bored, and figured I might want to hang
out and drink a couple beers. I had never been involved with
either Amy or Tanya romantically, I didn_t really think of them
that way. Amy had been a buddy of mine since high school, and
other than the one time we smoked an unexpectedly potent joint
under the jungle gym at the park next to her Mom_s house, and
somehow we ended up with my hand in her shirt, and her hand
firmly attached to my butt cheek, nothing ever happened. It
always seemed that either I had a girlfriend when she was single,
or she had a boyfriend when I was single. That went on long
enough that I never really thought of her in that way.
Now Tanya, she was a different story. I wanted Tanya with a white
hot heat all through my junior year of college. She was this
 great, tall, dark haired, extremely well put together,
unattainable woman. Much to my dismay, she never thought of me
that way, she liked bad boys, and I_m not a bad boy. I_m a dork,
it_s a fact. An impossibly good looking, suave and sophisticated
dork, but a dork none the less. Anyhow, after a few thousand
rejections, you tend to accept that a woman basically thinks of
you as one of her girlfriends.
When the girls offered to come over and bring some beer, I was
all game. I actually remember thinking that maybe I could
convince them to go out, I was hoping to find some young sweetie
to hook up with, and except for a trust fund, having a beautiful
woman on your arm is the best way to attract more beautiful
women. Not that it mattered, because neither of them really
wanted to go out. They just wanted to get a pizza, drink some
beers, hang out at the old Casa Del Benny. When the girls showed
up Tanya looked amazing as usual, dressed in a pair of low rider
jeans and a simple top that showed off her toned belly and ample
cleavage, but Amy, something was different. Amy had make up on!
And She wasn_t wearing her usual baggy shorts and a hoodie
sweatshirt, she was wearing tight pants that actually made me
notice her tight little butt, and a baby doll tee-shirt! It made
me pause for a second, but if you know Amy for very long, you
learn to accept that you will never have her figured out.
The beer was flowing, and the pizza got polished off quickly. It
wasn_t long before Amy was rooting around in my closet for the
old bong. She found it and loaded it up, and it wasn_t long
before we were all loose and giggly. This was how it usually goes
when the girls come over to hang, beer, food, pot, and then
cards. Well, this evening was nothing new, because within 10
minutes of the bong being set down, we were breaking out the
cards, and getting ready to play poker. None of us is
particularly good at poker, and the bong hits generally reduce it
to a game of luck. Sometimes one or the other of us will get on a
r
oll, and start winning, sometimes not. The
competition never is too heavy, just casual. Neither I nor Tanya
were particularly on a roll, but Amy sure wasn_t, and she was
about out of money within an hour. She pulled out the bong, and
we all took a couple tokes, getting nice and floaty, before she
made her play. "Why don_t we play for our clothes?" Amy said?
"Strip Poker? You are kidding right?" Tanya said back, laughing.
"Nope, come on. We are all friends here, and I feel like my luck
is gonna change" Amy said, grinning like the cat that ate the
canary.
"Fine, but when I you walk out of here naked, don_t blame me?"
Tanya said "Oh, you want to play for keeps, huh? Fine by me, but
I_m not the one who is going to be naked." Amy said.
"What about you Benny boy? Don_t you want to chime in here?"
Tanya asked "Come on, he has two girls negotiating a game of
strip poker. Don_t forget that he is a guy, Tanya" Amy said.
"Well I am" I said, not really believing that either of them
would go through with it, " Whatever you two decide is fine with
me."
"Typical," Amy said, smirking. "So I guess we need to figure out
who has what on, we always want to start even"
Quickly they had it all figured out so everyone had the same
amount of clothing. Tanya borrowed a pair of my socks, because
none of us really wanted to lose our shoes. They decided that the
loser of each hand had to surrender a piece of clothing to the
winner, and Tanya insisted that the loser choose what piece it
was. The girls were getting competitive just making up the rules.
By the time they were done, they had agreed that there was no
covering up, and that even if you won a piece of clothing back,
you couldn_t put it, or anything else on, for the rest of the
night. By the time we actually started playing, the girls were
ready, and I was just stoned. This didn_t make for very good
poker playing, but thank god that the girls were so focused on
each other. Amy in particular, wanted to strip her dark haired
friend. By the time I lost both my socks, A my had
taken both Tanya_s socks, her pants, and when she lost the next
hand, Tanya did the old take off your bra without removing her
shirt trick. All of a sudden it became very real, Tanya couldn_t
lose another hand without being naked top or bottom. Amy toyed
with us on the next hand, letting Tanya relax by losing a sock to
her.
On the next hand, Amy took my shirt, leaving me in my little
white wife beater tee-shirt. Tanya_s nipples were visibly hard
under the thin material of her shirt, and the sight of them just
added to an atmosphere of sex. I know the girls could see that my
cock was hard underneath my jeans, and for a moment, I was
tempted to give them up, just to see how they would react. I
thought better of it though, because with the way Amy was
playing, they would see soon enough. On the next hand, I drew
what appeared to be the beginnings of a royal flush, two crap
cards, a ten, a king and a jack, I thought I was finally going to
get Amy, but the draw didn_t co-operate fully. Luckily I ended up
with a pair of kings. We all showed our cards, my kings beat
Tanya_s low pair, but Amy_s luck continued, a full house. Amy
just looked at Tanya, knowing that she was going to lose
something crucial.
Tanya didn_t even act shy, she stood, standing up, hooking her
fingers under the waist of her panties and pulling them down,
staring Amy in the eye, defiantly. I wasn_t sure if she could
tell if I was there or not, but the sight of Tanya_s clean shaven
slit, visibly moist, was enough to make me hard enough that I
contemplated losing the next hand, just to get out of my pants.
The next hand I got lucky, and snagged Amy_s pants. She took them
back quickly, and proceeded to take my tee-shirt and pants. I
swear I could smell the moist aroma emanating from between
Tanya_s legs when I dropped my jeans and the outline of my erect
penis was so visible in my shorts.
Tanya was the next to lose, teasing us by taking off her shirt
slowly, unbuttoning one button after another, a sly grin on her
face, befor
e turning her back to gently drop the shirt over her shoulders,
and then to the floor, revealing her ass. She turned and gave us
the full view of her tanned 38D breasts, the relatively tiny
nipples hard as steel.
"Fine, I_m the big loser, are you, happy now Amy?" Tanya snipped.
"Not yet. Bennie here still has his shorts, and judging from the
bulge, he_d be much more comfortable if I win them from him." Amy
said, eyeing my cock, straining at the seams of my Calvin Klien
boxer briefs.
"Yeah, well, If you and I play, is Tanya_s out, right?" I asked
"Well, She_s stuck either way, I have her clothes, and we agreed
that the losers can_t just raid your closet, remember?" Amy said,
smirking. "But I have a proposition." Tanya sat there, unashamed
of her nakedness (and from where I was sitting, there_s no reason
she should have been!)
"One hand, all or nothing. You two play as a team, if you win,
you get your clothes back, and I strip down, If I win, I get you
both, for the weekend, naked, to do whatever I say." Amy said.
Tanya jumped right in "What do you mean, to do whatever you say?
Like, we_d be your slaves or something?"
"Well, for lack of a better word, yes, my slaves. I can make you
do whatever I want you to, for the whole weekend, from the moment
I win, until Tuesday morning" Amy said. "So the two of us are
supposed to risk enduring any silly thing you can think up for
us, for the rest of the holiday weekend, and if we win, we what,
get to see you naked?" I asked "Yeah, I think these are worth a
little more than just your clothes!" Tanya said, softly caressing
her breasts, pinching a nipple gently with her thumb and
forefinger. "You realize you are only making it worse on
yourself. Oh well, fine, if you win, You two get to strip me, and
I am yours for the weekend. Deal?" Amy said, licking her lips.
"Deal! " Tanya said
"Hold on, I haven_t agreed to anything yet!" I protested.
Tanya moved in behind me, pressing her large breasts against my
back, her hard nipples rubbing against my own bare flesh. S
he draped her arm around me, and gently but firmly grasped my
cock, slowly stroking it as she whispered in my ear. "Relax, If
we win, I_m going to need to use this, and I know you have always
wanted that.
I couldn_t believe my ears "What?"
"You heard me, I_m extremely horny, and I need a cock. From the
looks of it, you have more than enough to get the job done" she
cooed in my ear.
"Fine, I_m in"

END PART ONE

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