Author: MikeCA
Title: Strip Poker Joe
Summary: Joe is famous for asking girls to play strip poker, but with no success, until one day he gets lucky
Keywords: MF, exhib, voy, strippoker
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WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL 
NATURE, AND MAY INCLUDE GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF 
CONSENTUAL SEX. IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, 
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READ ANY FURTHER. THIS STORY IS EROTIC FICTION 
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ARE FICTITIOUS AND ANY SIMILARITY TO PERSONS LIVING OR 
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Strip Poker Joe

By MikeCA (mikeca42@gmail.com)

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Strip Poker Joe

My freshman year at college I lived in the dorm down 
the hall from Strip Poker Joe. That wasn't his real 
name, of course, but that is what everyone called him, 
at least behind his back. Joe got this name because he 
was always asking girls in the dorm if they wanted to 
play strip poker. The first couple weeks at school, he 
asked just about every girl he could find in the dorm 
to play strip poker. This, of course, didn't work. The 
girls all thought it was a joke, and would just laugh 
him off, but he became well known around the dorm, 
perhaps even famous, because of it.

The guys who really knew Joe, thought it was a joke 
too. I was sure Joe realized that no girl was ever 
going to say yes to this kind of a proposition, but he 
kept it up for the image anyway. After the first month 
he really would only do it just enough to keep up his 
image. Guys, who did not know Joe, sometimes thought 
that he was actually playing strip poker with girls 
all the time, and would ask him for advice, but I knew 
better. The truth was, after asking them to play strip 
poker, Joe had no clue what else to say to a girl. 


That's why when I noticed Joe sitting in a corner 
talking with two girls at a Friday night mixer, I was 
curious. I had never seen Joe in a serious discussion 
of anything with a girl. I wondered if they were 
talking about some class work or something, so I 
started to work my way over close enough to eavesdrop. 
As I got closer to them, I realized they seemed to be 
talking about poker. Joe was actually trying to 
explain poker to the girls. 

This intrigued me so I moved even closer. 
Unfortunately, Joe happened to turn his head and look 
right at me.

"Hey Mike," he said.  "Can you help show Carol and 
Jackie how to play poker."

Carol and Jackie smiled at me, but I could not 
recognize them as anyone I had seen around before. 
The reason Joe had asked me for help in teaching them 
how to play poker was I had actually organized a penny 
poker game in my dorm room a few weeks back. 

"So...is this going to be a game for money or just for 
fun?" I asked, trying to figure out what was going on 
here.

Carol and Jackie looked at each other and giggled. 

"It's going to be strip poker," said Carol.

"Yeah," Joe said. "The girls want to play strip poker 
with me, but they are a little worried that they don't 
know how to play poker."

I was so dumbstruck I could not speak. These girls 
wanted to play strip poker with Joe! That was crazy. 
These girls were way too good looking to be even 
hanging around talking with someone like Joe, much 
less play strip poker with him. If they didn't have 
boyfriends already, then they certainly wouldn't have 
any trouble getting a date. There was no way they 
would "want" to play strip poker with Joe.

I quickly decided that it must be a trick. The girls 
must be leading Joe on and then they would back out of 
the game at the last minute. That was the only thing 
that made sense. I quickly decided that I would help 
them out with their prank. Spending a little time 
trying to teach these girls how to play poker seemed 
like a great way to kill a little time on a Friday 
night.

"Ok," I finally said, winking at Carol. "I'll teach 
you everything you need to know about strip poker."

Now this was almost complete bullshit. I had never 
actually played strip poker. Oh we had played games we 
called strip poker when I was a little kid, but we 
were really just drawing cards. In high school we had 
played a game which was sort of strip high-low a 
couple of times, and at a party once we had played 
strip spin the bottle. 

"Strip poker is actually a lot simpler than poker for 
money," I said. "There is no betting involved in strip 
poker, and learning how to bet is the hard part of 
regular poker."

The girls seemed to buy this like I really knew what I 
was talking about.

"Ok," Jackie said. "There is another girl, Anne, who 
wants to play too. She was busy with something and 
isn't here yet. Why don't we go and look for her, and 
then you can teach us how to play poker." Jackie 
smiled sweetly at me.

I couldn't believe this. There was a third girl in on 
this? Ok, well I would play along with their joke.

"Sure," I said. "Where do you want to meet."

Jackie looked at Carol.

"Let's meet at your dorm," Jackie said, looking down 
at here watch. "Say around 9, is that ok?"

"Fine with me," I said.

"Sounds great to me," said Joe. "In the dorm lobby."

I watched Carol and Jackie walk away shaking my head.

"Where did you meet those girls?" I asked Joe.

"They found me," Joe said.

"They found you?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah...I know," Joe said. "It's hard to believe. I've 
been trying to figure out what they're really up to."

"So you don't think they really want to play strip 
poker?" I asked.

"They seemed really serious about it," Joe said 
shaking his head.

"But why would they want to do it?" I asked.

"Good question," Joe said. "I think it is a bet or a 
dare or something like that, and they naturally sought 
me out because of my reputation."

If that was true, they clearly didn't know much about 
Joe.

I half expected that I would never see them again, but 
I was waiting there with Joe in the dorm lobby at 9 PM 
when Carol and Jackie appeared with Anne. Anne turned 
out to be a real head turning girl, tall with long, 
straight bleached blonde hair. This made it even 
harder to believe that these girls were really going 
through with it. 

Carol and Jackie introduced us to Anne, who was taller 
than either Joe or myself. We seemed to be attracting 
a lot of attention in the lobby, so I suggested we go 
up to my room or Joe's room. The girls looked at each 
other, then agreed we should go up to Joe's room.

When we finally got to Joe's room, Anne looked at me 
and said, "So you're going to teach us to play poker."

"That's the plan," I replied.

I got out a deck I had brought with me and we all sat 
down on the floor in the middle of the room. I went 
over the basic rules of poker and how hands are 
ranked. Then I tried to explain the basic strategy of 
poker.

"Poker for money is much more complicated," I said. 
"But in strip poker, the only thing you need to decide 
is which cards to draw. Here are the simple rules for 
what to draw. If you have got nothing, keep your 
highest card and draw four. If you have one pair, then 
keep that pair, and draw three cards. If you have two 
pair, then you keep the two pair and draw one card. If 
you have three of a kind, you keep those three and 
draw two. If you have four of kind, you keep them and 
draw one. If you have a straight, flush or full house, 
you do not draw any cards."

"What about if we have a four card straight," asked 
Anne.

Anne looked like she knew a little bit about poker. I 
debated whether to tell her the truth or to give her 
misinformation so I would have some advantage, if the 
girls did actually go through with it and play with 
Joe and myself. 

"In poker for money," I said. "If you have a four card 
straight, you should usually discard one card and draw 
for the straight, but in strip poker you should never 
do that."

"Why?" asked Anne.

"Well...in poker for money, the objective is to have 
the highest hand, and a straight is likely to be the 
highest hand. In strip poker, the objective is to not 
have the lowest hand. If you do draw to the straight, 
you are sure you will not be lowest, but most of the 
time you will fail to get the straight, and then you 
run a big risk of having the lowest hand."

Anne thought about this for a few seconds, and then 
nodded her agreement. 

"This is one of the things that makes strip poker so 
much simpler than poker for money," I said. "In poker 
for money, if you have one pair and an ace, you 
frequently keep the ace and draw two. This is partly 
to increase your chances of pairing the ace, but it is 
also to confuse your opponents. When you draw two, 
they may thing you have three of kind. That means you 
may be able to bluff them into folding, when you only 
have one pair. In strip poker there is no betting and 
no bluffing, so you do not care what your opponents 
think you have. You draw the cards that are most 
likely to improve your hand."

"That makes good sense," nodded Anne.

"Most guys don't realize this, and play strip poker 
the same way they play the game for money," I said.

"Well, thanks for being so honest and explaining it to 
us," Anne said.

"No problem," I said. "Most guys think they can use 
their poker skill to beat girls at strip poker, but 
the truth is that strip poker is almost completely a 
game of chance. The skill in poker is all in the 
betting, and with no betting in strip poker, your 
choice of cards to draw is the only skill part left."

"So strip poker is just a game of chance?" asked 
Carol.

"Well...mostly," I said. "You could, of course, try to 
lose by throwing away the wrong cards."

The girls giggled at this.

"We are not going to try to lose," Jackie said. "You 
can bet on that."

Throughout my poker lesson all three girls had been 
listening intently. Joe had been paying attention too. 
I suspected Joe didn't really have a clue how to play 
poker either. 

"So, would you like to try some practice hands?" I 
asked.

"Will we have to take off our clothes?" asked Anne.

"No, no," I said. "Just practice drawing cards. I'll 
help you figuring out what you have and which cards to 
discard."

As I dealt out the first practice hand, I wondered if 
these girls were really going to play strip poker with 
us. It just seemed too good to be true, so I doubted 
it could be true. We ran through a couple of practice 
hands. I helped each of the girl's make sure they 
figured out what they had in their hand correctly, and 
discarded the correct cards. After the third practice 
hand, I decided it was time to call the girls bluff 
and find out if they were really serious about this.

"Ok girls," I said. "Are you ready for some real strip 
poker."

There was complete silence in the room. I could hear 
several guys talking out in the hall. The girls looked 
at each other. Finally Carol broke the silence.

"We haven't really said what happens when someone 
loses all their clothes," Carol said.

"That's easy," I said. "There out of the game."

There was another brief silence.

"Well...when does the game end?" asked Carol again.

"When all the girls are naked or all the guys are 
naked," I said.

"And what happens then?" Carol pressed.

"I don't know," I said. "The game is over."

Anne leaned over and whispered something to Carol. 
Carol whispered something back. They nodded their 
heads and sat up again.

"Ok, we will play strip poker with you under the 
following condition," Carol said. "First, we have to 
play off campus someplace. We don't want to play here 
in the dorm. While we trust you two, there are just 
too many guys we don't trust around the dorm. Somebody 
might come through that door with a camera or 
something."

"I have a friend who has an apartment," Joe said. 
"Would that be ok."

"Yes, that would be ok," said Carol.

"I'll call my friend and see if we can use it 
tonight," Joe said.

"Well, why don't you listen to the rest of the 
conditions first," said Carol.

"Oh, ok," replied Joe.

"Second," Carol continued.  "When a player gets 
stripped and is out of the game, they will parade 
around for a few minutes, then they get dressed and 
leave."

I had never heard of anyone playing strip poker with 
this kind of a rule. That meant if you got stripped 
first, you had to leave and you did not get to see 
anyone else get naked. I didn't like that, and I was 
just about to open my mouth in protest, when my eyes 
met Carol's and I realized that my protest would be in 
vane. 

The girls were worried about what was going to happen 
after they got stripped. They were afraid of sitting 
around naked in a room with a bunch of naked guys. I 
could see what they were afraid of, but I still didn't 
like their rule.

"How about this instead," I said. "After a player is 
stripped, they keep playing, and if they lose again, 
then they have to parade around, get dressed and 
leave."

That would at least give us a slightly better chance 
of seeing the girls naked, but would still allow the 
girls the safety of getting away after they were 
stripped.

Carol looked at Anne and then at Jackie. Anne shrugged 
her shoulders.

"Ok," Anne said. "I guess that's ok."

"A couple other conditions," Carol said. "There are 
three of us girls here, we think there should be three 
guys in the game."

"Well that's easy," I said. "We can just open the door 
and we'll have a third guy in a few seconds."

"Let me call my friend who has the apartment," Joe 
said. "He will probably want to play, if he lets us 
use his apartment."

"Ok," said Carol. "The last thing is to be fair I 
think we should all agree on how many pieces of 
clothes everybody can wear. I've heard of strip poker 
games where people wore five pairs of socks and seven 
pairs of underwear."

I laughed at this. I was wearing very little clothes 
right now. If I had actually believed that these girls 
were going to go through with it, I might have thought 
to wear more clothes. I was still waiting for the 
girls to say surprise, fooled you and walk out.

"No problem," I said. "How many pieces of clothes 
should everyone have?"

We argued this issue for a few minutes, before 
agreeing on eight items of clothes for each player. 
Shoes and socks would count as two items each, so that 
was four, and then each player had four more major 
pieces of clothes. It meant I had to go put some more 
clothes on before the game started.

Joe went to call his friend on the phone, and while he 
was talking on the phone, I leaned over to Anne.

"Are you really going to go through with it?" I asked 
quietly.

Anne looked me straight in the eyes. "Yes," she said. 
"Are you going to go through with it?"

"Sure," I said without giving it much thought. "Why 
are you girls doing this. Is it a dare or did you lose 
some bet or something?"

"Something like that," was all that Anne said. Clearly 
she didn't want to talk about it.

"Ok, we can use my friend apartment," Joe announced as 
he hung up the phone. "And Jerry will play with us 
too."

"Oh...one other condition," Carol said. I turned and 
looked at her, expecting this was it. They had play 
Joe and me along right up to here and now they were 
going to back out.

"Absolutely no pictures," Carol said. 

That was all. I looked at Joe and shrugged. 

"No problem," I said. I didn't have a camera anyway.

I ran down the hall to my room to get an undershirt 
and some socks.

When I came back to the room, everyone was ready to 
leave.

"I think we should go separately," Anne said. "In a 
group we might attract too much attention."

What she was really saying was the girls didn't want 
to be seen going out with Joe and me. These girls 
could obviously do better than Joe and myself on a 
Friday night. This might also be where the girls 
disappeared and we where left waiting while the girls 
were someplace else laughing at us. 

"Give us the address and we will meet you there," Anne 
said.

Joe looked at me and got out a piece of paper and 
wrote the address on it. Anne looked at the address 
and smiled.

"Ok, we will see you there in about half an hour," 
Anne said as the girls filed out the door.

Joe and I looked at each other. It was only about a 
ten minutes walk to his friend's apartment. 

"Do you think they are going to show up," I asked Joe.

"I don't know," Joe said. "But I'm going to be there 
to find out."

We hurried over to the apartment of Joe's friend. 
Jerry let us in and immediately asked where the girls 
were. We explained they were supposed to be here in a 
few minutes. Jerry looked skeptical, but decided he 
should finish cleaning the apartment anyway. Joe and I 
tried to give him some help.

When the doorbell rang, we all looked at each other. 
Jerry went to answer the door and the girls were 
really there. We introduced the girls to Jerry, who 
seemed just as surprised as I was that the girls had 
actually showed up. 

"So," Jerry said. "You girls want to play a little 
strip poker."

The girls glanced at each other. 

"Yes," Anne said.

Jerry was clearly trying to figure out the same thing 
that had bothered me. Why? It just didn't make sense 
that these girls would want to play strip poker with 
some guys they didn't even know.

Jerry went over and said something softly to Joe. Then 
he can over to me.

"Do you know what these girls are up to?" Jerry 
whispered.

"I thought they were pulling Joe's leg," I whispered 
back. "I didn't think they would go through with it."

Jerry cleared his throat.

"This may seem like a silly question," Jerry said. 
"...But why do you want to play strip poker with us?"

The girls looked a little flustered and stared at each 
other then back at Jerry. Finally Carol broke the 
uneasy silence.

"We aren't allowed to tell you," Carol said.

"What!" roared Jerry. "Is this a CIA operation or 
something? Come on."

"Well...If I tell you, you will have to promise to 
keep it a secret," Carol said.

"You can't tell anyone we told you," said Anne.

Jerry, Joe and I looked at each other. 

"Our lips are sealed," Jerry said. "Your secret is 
safe with us."

"Well...Ok..." Carol said. "We're all pledging the 
Sigma Delta Sorority, and as part of the initiation, 
they assign tasks for the pledges to perform. One of 
the older sisters overheard a pledge talking about Joe 
and, ...you know..., how he asked lots of girls to 
play strip poker, but never found anyone to play. She 
decided that some pledges should be assigned to go 
play a game with Joe. They drew our names out of a 
bowel." 

"So you girls are the winners in the strip poker with 
Joe lottery?" Jerry laughed.

"Well...I guess you could look at it that way," Carol 
said.

"Ah...now that you know the truth," Anne said. "You 
don't have to go through with it."

"What," Jerry said. "Why wouldn't we want to go 
through with it."

"Well, you guys really seem like nice guys," Anne 
said. "And if you would just agree to say that we 
played strip poker with you, then we wouldn't really 
have to play."

"But I want to play strip poker," Jerry said. "Joe 
wants to play, Mike wants to play. Why on earth 
wouldn't we want to play?"

"Besides, how could we let down all the older sisters 
at Sigma ... whatever," I said.

Anne turned to Carol and whispered something to her, 
then all three girls put their heads together for a 
brief conference.

"Ok, I have another proposal," Anne said.

"Let's hear it," Jerry said.

"One of us will do a strip for you," Anne said. "We'll 
draw cards or something to decide which one of us does 
it. Then you agree to tell everyone that we played 
strip poker with you. This way you get to see one of 
us naked with no risk of getting stripped yourself."

"We'll talk it over," Jerry said, looking at Joe.

The three of us moved over into the corner and talked 
softly.

"It sounds like a good deal," said Jerry.

"If we really play strip poker, we will get stripped 
too," I said.

"I don't know," said Joe. "I have always wanted to 
play strip poker, and this seems like a gift from 
heaven."

"But if you play, you will get stripped," I said. "And 
with their rules you might not even get to see any 
naked girls."

"Well that is a chance I would like to take," said 
Joe.

"Ok, then I think it settled." Jerry said. "We play."

I really wanted to take the girls up on their offer, 
but Joe and Jerry had out voted me.

"We want to play," Jerry announced to the girls.

"Figures," Carol said. 

"Ok...," Anne said. "Well, in that case let's see 
which one of you we can get out of his pants first." 
The girls all giggled at this.

"We'll see about that," Jerry said.

I was beginning to have second thoughts about teaching 
these girls so much about how to play poker. If they 
could remember all the stuff I told them, I could be 
in trouble. What I had told them was true, at least as 
best I knew. If you selected reasonable cards to 
discard, then strip poker was just a game of chance. 
That meant I had just as good a chance of being 
stripped first as the girls did.

We pushed some of the furniture around to clear out a 
big area and then sat down on the floor in a circle. 
The girls sat on one side of the circle and the guys 
on the other. 

Anne and Carol were both smiling, but Jackie looked a 
little apprehensive as Joe shuffled the cards and 
dealt out the first hand. It seemed pretty clear that 
the girls were not happy about this, but Anne and 
Carol were clearly trying to make the best of their 
situation.

Things did not start well for me. I was dealt some 
queen high junk and after drawing four cards, I still 
had just a queen high hand. I was nervous as we all 
laid our cards on the floor. Anne had two pair, Carol 
had a full house, Jerry had three fives, Joe had a 
pair of sixes, and Jackie had an ace high hand. I had 
lost. 

"All right Mike," Anne said. "You're right, it is just 
a game of chance. Let's get that shoe off."

I took my right shoe off and tossed it behind me.

"Won't happen again," I said with a grin.

But it did happen again. When I looked at my cards for 
the next hand, they were even worse. A ten was the 
highest card I had. I drew four cards again, but ended 
up with a queen high hand again. How could this be 
happening to me, two queen high hands in a row? When 
we laid our cards down again, everyone else had at 
least a pair. Jerry even had three aces. The girls 
were all laughing as I tossed my other shoe behind me.

"Thank you so much for showing us how to play poker, 
Mike," said Anne, her voice dripping with sarcasm. 

"Just beginners luck," I said. "You'll get yours 
soon."

At least I hopped that was true. 

The next hand went a little better. I still was not 
dealt anything, but I at least had an ace. I drew four 
cards and was greatly relieved to find a second ace. 
When we all laid down our cards, Carol was lowest with 
just an ace high hand. She smiled and tossed one shoe 
behind her.

Jackie lost a shoe on the next hand, and then lost her 
other shoe on the following hand. Losing the first 
shoe did not seem to bother Jackie much, but losing 
the second shoe on the following hand seemed to 
unnerve Jackie a little. 

Jerry then proceeded to lose the next two hands in a 
row. He just smiled and tossed his shoes aside.

I was a little nervous the next hand. I only had an 
ace high hand, but when we showed our cards, Jackie 
had a king high hand and lost one of her socks.

After Jackie picked up her draw cards for the next 
hand, I could tell she was not happy. When we showed 
our cards, Jackie had an ace high hand and had lost 
yet again.

"How come everybody else gets good cards and I keep 
getting this," Jackie protested as she pulled her 
other sock off. Another loss by Jackie would start to 
make things interesting.

When the cards were dealt out again, Jackie looked 
unhappy and after she looked at her four draw cards 
she said, "Shit." I again only had an ace high hand, 
so I was hopping Jackie's hand would be worse than 
mine.

"I don't believe this," Jackie said as she laid her 
cards on the floor. 

Jackie had an ace high hand too, but hers was lower 
than mine, because I had a king, but all that proved 
to be irrelevant, because Joe only had a king high 
hand. Jackie looked very relieved. 

"I thought I had lost that one for sure," Jackie said 
with obvious relieve. She would have lost her blouse. 
Joe just tossed his shoe aside without comment.

After the next hand was dealt, I could tell by the 
pained expression on Jackie's face that this hand was 
not a big improvement over the last hand. Sure enough 
when we all showed our cards, Jackie had really lost 
this time with a queen high hand.

"This can't be happening to me," Jackie said as she 
slowly unbuttoned her blouse. "How come everyone else 
gets great hands and I keep getting nothing. It's just 
not fair."

"It's just bad luck," Carol said. 

As Jackie pulled the tails of her blouse out of her 
jeans, I got my first clear view of her bra. Jackie's 
breasts were well formed, but modest in size. She was 
wearing a white bra with lace around the top. Jackie 
took off the blouse and tossed it aside. Then she 
looked across the circle at the three guys staring at 
her bra.

"Jeez, you'd think you'd never seen a bra before," 
Jackie said. "Haven't you guys ever been to the beach 
or something..."

While I tried not to stare as we played the next hand, 
I kept glancing at Jackie's bra covered breasts, 
trying to imagine what they would looked like without 
the bra. This time Anne's luck finally ran out. She 
was the only player who had not lost a single hand 
yet. 

"No big deal," Anne said with a smile as she took off 
one of her shoes and tossed it aside.

Jerry lost the next hand and pulled off his last sock. 
Then Jackie lost the next hand with a pair of threes.

"What, I lost again," Jackie said. "But I have a pair 
of threes."

I had two pair, Anne a pair of queens, Carol a pair of 
tens, Joe a pair of jacks and Jerry a pair of sixes.

"You were just a little unlucky," consoled Carol. 

"A little unlucky!" protested Jackie, as she unzipped 
her jeans. "You've just lost one shoe for Christ's 
sake, and I'm here in my underwear."

Jackie slid her jeans down her legs and pulled them 
off her ankles without standing up. She was wearing 
white panties with lace around the top. I was staring 
down at her stomach and panties when Jackie looked up 
and her eyes met mine. I immediately gathered up the 
cards and started shuffling for the next hand.

As we played the next hand I kept sneaking peaks at 
Jackie in her bra and panties. It was really just like 
going to the beach and seeing all the young girls in 
their bikinis, but something made this more arousing. 
When Jackie looked at her draw cards, I could see the 
look of horror on her face. 

"Oh god, this can't be happening to me," Jackie said. 
We all showed our cards. Sure enough Jackie had only 
an ace high and everyone else had at least one pair. 

"All right let's see them," said Jerry.

Jackie stared at Jerry and then at Joe and me.

"Well...I guess this was bound to happen eventually," 
Jackie said. "Maybe I should just lose the rest and 
get it over with."

Jackie reached back behind herself and unfastened her 
bra. Then she threaded the bra straps off her arms, 
while trying to cover her breasts with her other arm. 
She tossed the bra aside to cheers of the all the guys 
and folded her hands across her breasts. 

"It's going to be tuff to play cards with your arms 
folded like that," I said.

Jackie stared at me, then she turned around and laid 
down on her stomach on the floor. I had only briefly 
seen Jackie's breasts twice. A brief glimpse as she 
removed her bra and again when she laid on the floor. 
Her breasts were small, but perfectly formed and 
topped with small erect nipples. Now Jackie lay on the 
floor with nice round ass sticking up in the air. 

"Maybe I should try to lose now," Jackie said.

Apparently Jackie didn't try hard enough to lose 
though. I lost the next hand and had to take off one 
of my socks. Then Carol lost her second shoe. Jerry 
lost the following hand with a pair of twos. That 
meant he had to take off his shirt.

"Alright, take it off," shouted Anne.

"Let's go Jerry," chimed in Carol. "One more loss, and 
it's your pants."

Jerry wasn't going to let the girls bother him, so he 
just tossed his shirt aside.

We took a short break to use the bathroom, but Jackie 
stayed firmly glued to the floor. When the game 
started again, I got another terrible hand, a queen 
high, and sure enough it was the loser. 

"Alright Mike, take it off," cried Anne.

I pulled my shirt off over my head and tossed it 
behind me.

"No sweat," I said.

"Your pants are next," smiled Carol, looking down at 
the bulge in my crotch.

She was, of course, right, if I lost. Next hand I had 
a pair of fours. I was hopping somebody would have a 
lower hand, and it turned out both Anne and Carol had 
pairs of three. Anne had slightly lower kicker cards, 
so she finally lost her second shoe.

The next hand I again got a pair of fours and Carol 
again had a pair of threes for the loser. Carol took 
off a sock. 

Anne was the next loser. She had a pair of fours to my 
pair of sevens. Anne took off a sock too. 

I thought Anne and Carol's luck seemed to be changing. 
A few more losses and they would be starting to show 
some real skin, but instead it was Jackie who lost the 
next hand. As soon as Jackie looked at her four draw 
cards, I was sure she had lost. 

"Damn," was all she said and she showed her jack high 
hand. Jackie tried to figure out how to slip off her 
panties without showing anything, but to get them off 
she had to roll over a little on her side and bend 
down to push them down her legs. She quickly rolled 
back over on her stomach, but I had gotten another 
brief glimpse of her breasts and my first look at her 
bush.

"Ok, now I really am going to try to lose," Jackie 
said.

"Remember, when you lose, you have to stand up and let 
us all see you before you leave," said Jerry.

"Yeah, I know," said Jackie. "But that's better than 
laying here naked all night with you guys staring at 
my bare butt."

Maybe Jackie should have been trying to lose all 
along. The next hand was one of the weirdest we had 
played all night. I got a pair of kings and drew a 
third king. Joe was dealt a straight. Anne ended up 
with three aces and Carol had three tens. Jackie 
apparently had a pair of something and discarded it, 
but ended up with a pair of queens anyway. Jerry lost 
the hand with a pair of jacks. 

"I lost," Jerry said staring at the cards on the 
floor. "I thought you were trying to lose, Jackie."

"I was," said Jackie. "I couldn't win when I was 
trying to win, why should I be able to lose when I'm 
trying to lose."

Jerry unfastened his pants and stood up to pull them 
off his legs. Anne and Carol started to go crazy. They 
were making stripper drum sounds and calling out "take 
it off". Jerry did not seem frazzled by this, as he 
tossed his pants aside and sat back down.  

The girls were all staring at the big bulge in Jerry 
briefs. Even Jackie had a little smile on her face, as 
she lay naked on the floor.

"What you got there, Jerry?" Anne teased. 

"Something really big," snapped Jerry.

"Ooooo....," replied Anne. "I can't wait to see it."

When we dealt out the next hand, I did not have any 
good cards. After the draw I still had just a king 
high hand. I knew this was trouble, and I was hoping 
that Jackie was really trying to lose and she would 
have a worse hand, but when we showed our cards, 
Jackie had a pair of threes. 

"Guess I should have been trying to lose all night," 
Jackie said.

"Ok, Mike," said Anne. "Let's see what you got there."

While Anne and Carol hooted and whistled I unfastened 
my pants and slide them down my legs. I got the pants 
off without standing up and quickly crossed my legs to 
try to cover up the bulge in my shorts.  

"I'm starting to like this game," said Carol.

"That's because you still have your clothes on," said 
Jackie. "If you were bare ass naked like I am, you'd 
see things differently."

I was still enjoying the game, but I was hopping that 
Carol and Anne would lose a bit more clothes before I 
lost anything more.

We dealt out another hand, and this time Jackie was 
finally able to lose a hand, barely. She ended up with 
an ace high hand that was just lower than Jerry's ace 
high hand.

"Alright Jackie," I said. "Time for the big show. No 
more hiding there on the floor."

Jackie forced a smile.

"I guess this is what you guys have been waiting for 
all night," Jackie said. Jackie slowly lifted herself 
off the floor and her naked body came into full view. 
As she brought herself to her feet, her small 
beautifully formed breasts bounced. Jackie's breasts 
were small cone shaped peaks topped by small erect 
nipples. Below her breasts, Jackie's waist flowed out 
to her smooth rounded hips and there in the center was 
her bush. Jackie's bush hair was thick and curly and 
formed a large triangular patch.

"Ok, guys," Jackie said, as she slowly turned around 
for us. "Now you've seen all of me, can I get 
dressed."

"No," protested Jerry and I in unison.

"I want to get a closer look," said Jerry.

"Oh, now that figures," Jackie said with disdain. 
"Look all you want, but I'm just standing here, not 
spreading my legs or anything."

Jerry crawled over on his knees and stuck his nose up 
close to Jackie's crotch, while Jackie rolled her eyes 
at the ceiling. Joe and I quickly followed Jerry for a 
closer inspection.

"Ok guys," Jackie said. "Are you finished down there 
now?"

"I guess so," said Jerry with a smile. Jackie 
immediately grabbed her panties and pulled them back 
on. Then she got her bra back on and started to get 
back into her jeans.

"Don't worry Jackie," Carol said. "We'll have these 
guys naked in a few minutes." 

"Don't be so sure of that," I said, hopping that I 
could find a way to avoid being stripped. I really 
wanted to see a little more of Carol and Anne. As 
things turned out, I should have kept my big mouth 
shut.

The first hand after Jackie left, I lost with a queen 
high. Anne and Carol both had ace high hands. I took 
off my undershirt while Anne and Carol whooped it up. 
Without the undershirt I felt colder and suddenly 
naked in front of two fully clothed girls.

The next hand was just as bad. I ended up with a king 
high hand. My hands were shaking when I laid the cards 
on the floor, because I knew I had just lost my 
underpants.

"All right," Anne said. "Take'm off"

I tried to think how to get my underpants off and lay 
down on my stomach without letting the girls see 
anything. I lay down on the floor on my stomach and 
then slide my shorts down and pushed them the rest of 
the way off with my feet.

"Good job, Mike," Anne laughed. "But I did get a good 
view there anyway."

"After you lose the next hand, you'll have to stand up 
and show it like a man," giggled Carol.

"I'm not planning to lose the next hand," I said.

"We'll see," said Anne smiling at my predicament.

Mercifully I got some good cards the next hand. After 
the draw I had two pair, jacks and eight's. When we 
all showed our cards, Jerry had the low hand with just 
a jack high. He took off his undershirt, and was now 
just in his jockey shorts.

The next hand I was almost dealt a straight. I had an 
ace, king, jack, ten and nine. I thought about 
discarding the nine and trying to draw a queen, but I 
realized that would be a bad idea, especially in my 
current state of undress. If I lost another hand, I 
was out of here, so I discarded four cards and was 
relieved to see a pair of fours. Hopefully that would 
be good enough to keep me in the game.

When we showed our cards, Carol only had a queen high 
hand and lost her last sock. Here I was lying on the 
floor naked, and Jerry only had his underpants left, 
while Anne and Carol had not lost any major pieces of 
clothes yet. Of course, Jackie had been completely 
stripped and left, still I wanted Carol and Anne to go 
on a quick losing streak so I would at least get to 
see their breasts before I had to leave.

Joe lost a hand with a pair of twos and then Anne lost 
the next hand, also with a pair of twos. Joe was still 
doing real well, and had just lost his first sock, 
while Anne lost her second sock.

Carol lost the next hand with just an ace high. This 
meant she finally had lost her blouse. Carol pulled 
her sweater blouse off over her head pushing her bra 
covered breasts forward as she struggled to get the 
blouse clear of her long hair. It was clear that 
Carol's breasts were considerably larger than 
Jackie's. I was glad I was lying on my stomach so none 
of the girls could see the effect this was having on 
me. I hoped I didn't lose the next hand, because then 
I would have to show them.

Fortunately, Anne lost the next hand, with the worst 
cards of the night, a nine high hand. Anne smiled at 
me on the floor as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse 
and pulled it back to reveal her bra. Anne's breasts 
were not as large as Carols, but they clearly looked 
bigger than Jackie's. Now I was lying on the floor 
staring at two bras, with what felt like the biggest 
hard on of my life pressing against the floor.

On the next hand, I noticed a frown on Carol's face, 
and when we showed our cards, she only had an ace high 
hand again, but Jerry had a king high hand. That meant 
Jerry had lost his shorts too. Jerry just reached down 
and pulled off his shorts without getting up. He held 
the shorts up in the air then tossed them on the floor 
behind him. His erection was clearly visible sticking 
up between his legs and Jerry made no effort to hide 
it. Anne and Carol were whistling and giggling at 
this.

"All right Jerry," call Carol. "Taking it off like a 
real man."

"Come on Mike," said Anne. "Jerry's got the guts to 
show us what he's got, how about you?"

I hesitated and looked over at Jerry.

"If you show us what you're hiding there, then we 
won't hide anything when we lose," said Carol.

It was only a matter of time before I lost another 
hand and had to show them anyway, so I slowly sat up, 
giving the girls an unobstructed view of my equipment. 
They loved it. Well at least they applauded, whistled, 
cat called and then fell all over each other giggling. 
Giggling is not what I wanted to hear right then, but 
the girls regained their composure quickly and we 
started the next hand.

The next hand I got some good cards, but I could tell 
that Carol had gotten poor cards again. That was good. 
Maybe she would lose her bra before I busted out of 
the game. When we showed our cards, Carol said she 
only had a jack high and spread her cards on the 
floor. Carol stood up and started to unfasten her 
jeans.

"Wait a minute, Carol," said Anne. "You've got a 
straight."

"I do?" asked Carol.

I looked down at the cards, and sure enough Carol did 
have a jack high straight. She had drawn four cards 
and gotten a straight. 

"Shit," said Jerry. I looked over and noticed that 
Jerry had an ace high hand. Jerry had lost and that 
meant he was out of the game.

Jerry stood up and his erection stuck straight out. 
Anne and Carol whistled and applauded and then broke 
down laughing again. 

"Ok, have you seen enough," Jerry said. "Can I leave 
now."

Anne and Carol nodded and Jerry started to get dressed 
again.

"I'm going down to the club over on Mary Street," 
Jerry said. "The winner can stop by and tell me when 
the game is over."

"Tuff luck Jerry," I said as he headed towards the 
door.

"Good luck you guys," Jerry said as he closed the door 
behind him.

When I turned back, Anne and Carol both had smiles on 
their faces and were staring at me, or rather at the 
erection sticking up between my legs. I gathered up 
the cards and dealt another hand.

I got a pair of queens, so I was pretty sure that 
would not be the lowest hand. Carol did not look very 
happy with her cards, and when we showed our hands, 
Carol had really lost this time with an ace high hand.  
She stood up and unzipped her jeans, then wiggled them 
off her hips and slid them down her legs, revealing 
her simple white cotton panties. She pulled her legs 
out of the jeans one at a time and then dropped them 
on the floor and sat back down. 

Joe dealt another hand. I got nothing initially, but 
after the draw I had a pair of nines. I hopped that 
would be good enough, and I could tell from the frown 
on Carol's face that she did not like her hand again. 
When we showed our cards Carol only had a jack high 
hand, and had lost her bra! I guess Carol could tell I 
like this development from the smile on my face or 
maybe it was from the spot of precum forming on my 
erection.

"Well...this is what you guys have been waiting for 
all night," Carol said. 

She reached and unsnapped her bra and quickly pulled 
it away letting her breasts fall free. Carol's breast 
were large and without a bra to confine them they 
sagged slightly and spread so they appeared wider than 
Carol's body and pointed slightly outward. Carol held 
her hands above her head in a V and pushed her breasts 
out so we got a good view of her breasts.

Joe and I both applauded and cheered. Carol smiled at 
me.

"Ok, big boy there, you want to play another hand," 
Carol said as her eyes drifted down to my erection 
again.

Anne shuffled the cards and dealt them out again. I 
got nothing and after drawing four cards, I still had 
only a king high. Unless I was really lucky, this was 
it. When we showed our cards, sure enough I had lost.

"Ok Mike, let's see it," Anne said. 

She could already see everything, so what more was 
there to show. I stood up and wiggled my erection back 
and forth, which caused Anne and Carol to break out in 
hysterical giggling.

"Ok Mike," said Anne. "We've seen it, now be careful 
were you point that thing."

"Have you seen enough, girls?" I asked. "Can I leave 
now."

"Yeah, you can go," said Carol.

I found my underpants and pulled them back on 
immediately.  I quickly finished dressing.

"By the way Mike," Anne said. "Thanks for showing us 
how to play poker."

"Yeah, thanks Mike," said Carol. "We couldn't have 
stripped you without it." This caused another round of 
giggling from Anne and Carol.

"Good luck Joe," I said, as I headed for the door. "I 
hope you strip them both."

"Bye Mike. I'll do my best," Joe said as I closed the 
door behind me. 

With that I was outside in the cold night air. I went 
to the club to tell Jerry I had busted out of the 
game, but that Carol had lost her bra before I did. 
Then I headed back to the dorm for a cold shower, or 
something like that.

When Joe finally came back to the dorm a few hours 
later, he claimed he had won the game. He had ended up 
in just his underpants he said, but he had stripped 
and busted out both Carol and Anne. I really wished I 
had lasted long enough to at least see Anne's breasts, 
but I guess that was simple not to be.

Rumors of this strip poker game spread quickly around 
the dorm, and fanciful version of what happened 
quickly replaced the real facts. Joe never said much 
when people asked about the stories of the game ending 
in some wild sex orgy, which lead people to think 
there was some truth to those stories. I knew better, 
but I let Joe have his moments of glory.

Two years later I recognized Jackie when she turned up 
in one of my classes. Jackie seemed to just ignore me 
in class and I tried to ignore her too. After several 
weeks, I got up the courage to say hi to her after 
class. A shocked look came over her face as she 
recognized me. She began to blush, then mumbled 
something I couldn't understand and walked away. For 
weeks after that she tried to avoid me in class, being 
careful to sit as far away from me as possible. 

Towards the end of the semester on the way back from 
class, I heard a female voice call my name from behind 
and was very surprised when I turned to see Jackie 
hurrying to catch up with me. Jackie apologized for 
being so rude to me earlier. She then told me she 
hoped I could be "discrete" about that night. 

I told her that the story of the strip poker game had 
been all over the dorms that year, but none of us had 
ever identified the girls, and that her secret was 
safe with me. I told her it was too bad she had been 
so unlucky that night. 

"I think I was a very lucky girl for having played 
with guys who could be so discrete," Jackie said.  
"Besides, Anne told us what you all looked like," 
Jackie added with a smile.

"Joe told us he never lost his underpants," I replied.

Jackie smiled. "Well Anne told us they played the 
final hand with both of them naked, and Joe won."

I wasn't there, but I think I believe Anne's version 
more than I believe Joe's. I just wish it had been me, 
rather than Joe, playing that final hand naked with 
Anne. Oh, well, I guess Joe deserved it.

The End.

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