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 Strip Poker
 by Gaius 


  Ever since my Dad got remarried I have considered myself a lucky man.
  I am now 21 years old and my two younger stepsisters are 17 and 18
  respectively, and by all objective measurements are absolute foxes.
  Anyway, last Christmas I was home from college and because of being
  snowed in for two weeks, I was completely bored out of my mind.  My
  parents had gone skiing and left me and my two sisters alone in the
  house for the weekend.  I was a bit disappointed about missing out on
  the ski trip, but as events would soon unfold, I realize now in
  retrospect that missing that trip led to the best TRIP I ever went on.

  My sisters, Brandy and Monica, had decided to invite a few of their
  friends over for a good old fashioned slumber party.  Being the
  "college" boy and not realizing what an golden opportunity being
  snowed in with a bunch of bored high school girls would yield, I
  assumed the adult role for the party.  After much begging and pleading
  on the girls part they convinced me to go and buy some beer for them,
  and being a bit bored and thirsty myself, I ran down to the nearest
  7-11 and stocked up on party supplies for the weekend.

  As we all sat around talking and drinking, it began to dawn on me how
  fortunate I am.  Here I was surrounded by five beautiful women,
  Brandy, my oldest sister and a well stacked redhead to boot.  Monica,
  her equaling charming blonde younger sister and Lynette, Maria and
  Samantha their gorgeous friends had my cock stirring in my shorts by
  8:30.  After several beers, and the realization that there was nothing
  on TV, Maria suggested that we play cards.  When I returned from the
  kitchen with the playing deck I was astonished to hear Brandy say that
  she would only play on the condition that we play strip poker!  I
  thought I had died and gone to heaven.  As I began shuffling, Brandy
  leaned over and whispered in my ear "I have been wanting to see your
  package for a while big Bro!"  My heart began to race as I realized
  that this evening was shaping up to be most entertaining.

  The first few rounds went quickly and soon the game began to get
  serious.  I was down to my pants and shorts, Brandy still had her bra,
  T-shirt and panties on.  Lynette had only lost her shoes and socks and
  Monica had just shed her pants.  Maria still had not lost anything and
  it was now a mission of mine to begin to even up the score.  The
  effect of the beer, and the lovely feminine flesh surrounding me,
  caused me much distraction and definitely had a negative impact on my
  poker skills.  Even still, I won the next few hands and soon Brandy
  and Monica were down to their panties and bra,  Lynette still had her
  shirt on and even Maria was beginning to sweat as she was just now
  removing her pants.  Sadly, my luck did not hold out.

  I lost the next hand and had to lose my jeans.  Now the game was
  getting serious!  The bulge in my boxers was quite obvious and I was
  extremely humiliated by all the wolf-whistles the girls game me as I
  shed my pants.  Monica too was getting nervous and declared that
  anyone who lost the crucial hand and had to get naked could have a
  choice of stripping bare or submitting to one hour of activity the
  group chose as a penalty.  Even though I showed a brave face, I myself
  was beginning to try to think of a way out of this situation.
  Stripping bare in front of five attractive women is harder than you
  think, and the humiliation of my obvious arousal had my mind racing
  for any possible avenue of escape.  I did hold out hope that if I
  could win the next few hands, possibly it would be me, instead of
  them, getting to choose the punishment or witnessing the nude
  spectacle.  I wasn’t so lucky.

  In my desperation to strip Lynette whose long blonde tresses and full
  round breasts had my full attention, I had allowed myself to be
  tricked by her and had my three Jacks beaten by her full house.  My
  face began to redden as the girls began to cheer at my predicament.  

  "Time to Drop Trou big Brother!" Monica and Brandy began to chant.  My
  mind racing I blurted out that I would rather submit to the one hour
  penalty than face the naked humiliation.  The evil grin that began to
  form on Lynette’s face began to make me wonder if perhaps I had chosen
  unwisely.  After a few minutes consultation, the girls returned to the
  game and announced that the penalty would be one hour of tickle
  torture.  My heart sank.  What had I agreed to!  Ever since I had been
  a child I had been extremely ticklish, and now I was to be tormented
  in my boxers with most of my flesh exposed to 10 pairs of feminine
  nails tormenting every inch of my body.  As I opened my mouth to
  protest, Brandy reminded me that I could always strip off and be done
  with it.  Wishing to save some vestige of modesty I meekly agreed and
  was led by the girls into the master bedroom.

  Before I knew it they had taken several of my silk ties and bound me
  spread-eagle to the four poster bed.  I was completely helpless and
  they knew it.  Slowly at first two girls stroked my feet, another two
  worked on my stomach and rib-cage and Brandy attacked my neck.  I
  laughed so hard and so long I almost passed out!  After what seemed
  like an eternity, but was in reality only five minutes, all hands
  stopped.  All of the girls began giggling uncontrollably and as I
  looked down my chest I saw the object of their ridicule.  I had the
  most intense erection I ever had.  Lynette, barely being able to speak
  through her snickering, ran her nails over my crotch and said it
  seemed I was enjoying my punishment.  I was so ashamed I could not
  look at them.  While my eyes were closed in embarrassment I heard
  several of the girls whisper something to one another and leave the
  room.  When I opened them Brandy was standing over me with a pair of
  scissors in one hand and a bottle of  baby oil in the other.

  Before I could ask her what she intended on doing, her actions cleared
  up any doubt of her plans.  With two snips of the scissors my boxers
  were cut from my body and lifted away.  My frantic struggling which
  caused my erect cock to bounce back and forth only amused the girls
  even more as they watched me wriggle in naked bondage.   Brandy
  announced to the group that she had never seen a guy cum in full view
  and the other girls nodded that their experiences were the same.
  Slowly she began to lather up her hand with the baby oil.  As her long
  silken palms began to caress my dick I involuntarily groaned in a
  mixture of pleasure and humiliation.  I decided to fight their little
  experiment and not submit to their machinations.

  For fifteen minutes I put up a valiant struggle, but eventually
  friction, horniness and mother nature began to conspire against me.
  With every female eye trained on my helpless body I was painfully
  aware of my predicament.  Maria noticed that my balls were starting to
  get hard and my toes were beginning to curl up.  Her observations were
  correct, and although I tried to fight it off I shot load after load
  of cum straight into the air and all over my tormentors.  After a
  minute or two I was shaking from the intensity of my orgasm and
  demanded to be released.  Brandy just cocked an evil smile and
  whispered into my ear "Not a chance Stud, You might as well enjoy it.
  This is going to be a long, long weekend."