Strip poker example story...rather long sorry.

Skip as you wish but this will give you an idea of the rules I just published. These are not my rules of course and the story that follows is supposed to be true. You need to read only enough to get the idea although it is rather sexy.

When Friday finally arrived, I thought I was ready. After eating
dinner at the dorm, I went back to my dorm room to change clothes. I
decided to put on clean underwear, just in case. Just then Marc walked
in. "What're you doing Larry? Got a hot date tonight?" he said.

"No, not really. Mary and I are going to a get together at some friend
of hers," I said, which was true, as far as it went.

"Good luck bud. Maybe you can score tonight," Marc replied.

"Well, I'll probably need the luck," I said, but not in the way that
Marc meant.

I headed to Mary's dorm to pick her up.

"Hi Larry. Ready for the big game," Mary said from behind me. Mary was wearing a
tight fitting white blouse and a full blue skirt with a white flower
pattern. Mary looked much more feminine than in the standard issue,
loose fitting T-shirt and blue jeans that she had worn at our previous
meetings.

"As ready as I will ever be," I replied, and then we walked out of the
dorm and I followed Mary away from the campus. Shortly, Mary stopped
in front of one of the old houses. It looked like
it had probably been built in the 1920s like most of the houses in this
area.

"Sharon and Kristen live on the second floor," Mary said.
This house had been cut up into apartments to rent to us college k**s.
Mary started up the stairs, and I followed behind her. At the top of the
stairs there were two doors, and Mary knocked on the first one,
nearest the front of the house. After a minute the door opened and a
girl with reddish brown hair and wearing a basic black dress held the
door open for us to enter.

"Hi Sharon, this is Larry," Mary said, and I reached out my hand to
Sharon.

"And this is Kristen," Mary said, turning to a girl just walking into the
room from what must be the bedroom. Kristen had long dirty blond
hair, and she wore a slender green dress. I reached out and shook
hands with Kristen also.

"You are the first ones here," said Kristen. "Would you like
something to drink? We have pop and juice in the refrigerator."

"I'll take a coke," I said, and Kristen walked over to the refrigerator,
and got me a coke.

I looked around the room. The room had probably been the master
bedroom of the house. Now it was the living room, dinning room and
kitchen for this apartment. In the corner of the room was a couch, and
some tables, chairs and lamps, which had been pushed against the wall
to clear out a large area on thefloor. This, I guessed, is where the game would be played.

"How many people are you expecting for the game," I asked.

"Well, Bob and George should be here shortly, and Betty is coming
with somebody, so I guess that makes eight," said Sharon.

"Cathy really wanted to play, but she couldn't find anyone she trusted
to play," said Mary.

"Trusted to play?" I asked. "Every guy on this campus would
probably like to play strip poker with you girls. Why wouldn't you
trust them to play?"

"I mean trust them to follow the rules we outlined, especially the rules
about not touching people who have lost their clothes and no sex. We
want to play strip poker, not get ****d," replied Mary.

"Oh," I said. "I can see where that might be a problem." In fact, how
many guys could keep themselves under control with completely
naked girls standing in front of them? Could I?

A moment later there was a
knock at the door. Sharon went to answer the door, and two young
guys came into the room. "This is Bob and George," said Sharon.

"This is Mary and Larry," continued Sharon. I shook hands with both
of them.

There was another knock on the door.
Kristen went to answer it this time, and a tall girl
with curly brown hair came into the apartment, followed by a short
guy. They made a very improbable looking couple, but they probably
were not a couple at all, just like Mary and myself.

"This is Betty," Kristen announced.

"And this is Jim," Betty said.

Everyone introduced themselves.

Sharon came over from the kitchenette and she had a copy of the rules
Mary had let me see. "Ok. Here are the rules for strip poker that we
are going to use tonight," Sharon said. "I would like everyone to read
these, and make sure you understand them completely. We will not
allow any changes to the rules during the game, and everyone
understands the rules against quitting before the game is over?"
Sharon handed the rules to Jim. "We will start the game in about ten
minutes."

Everyone looked at the rules then Sharon began to shuffle the two
decks of cards and deal out the first hand.

"Everyone ante," Kristen said, and we all tossed a chip in the middle
as Sharon dealt out our five cards. My heart was beating fast as I
picked up the cards and peeked at them. I had an ace, king, ten, eight,
and five. Some big cards, but nothing. I looked around. Everyone else
was looking up from studying their cards. Since Sharon had dealt,
George was the first to act. George checked, and so did Kristen. Jim
opened by tossing in one chip and Betty saw the bet. It was my turn to
act. I had an Ace high, which was poor, but might be good enough to
keep me away from the lowest hand if I just folded. Mary advice
though had been not to fold, so I saw the bet too. Everyone else saw
the bet too.

I kept the Ace and King and took three cards. Bob, George, and Betty
took 2 cards. Everyone else took 3. I peeked at the three new cards, a
pair of sevens and a three. At least I had one pair now. No way I could
win with this, but it should not be the lowest hand. Since Jim had
opened the first round, he was the first to act in this round. Jim
checked. Betty checked, and so did I. Mary opened the betting for one
chip. Bob, Sharon, and George folded. Kristen stared a Mary with her
blue eyes, then saw her bet. Jim let his eyes go back and forth between
Mary and Kristen, then folded. Betty and I folded too.

"Two pair, Queens and Jacks," said Mary.

Kristen tossed her cards down face up. "Just a pair of Aces," she said.

Mary reached out and grabbed in the stack of chips in the center.

"Now everyone show your cards," said Kristen.

I laid down my pair of sevens. Most of the others had a pair of
something. I noted that Jim, who had reluctantly folded his hand, had
a pair of Kings. It turned out Sharon was the loser with a Queen high.
She pulled her shoes off and tossed them to Mary, who placed them
behind her.

Mary now sat next to me smiling with a big stack of chips in front of
her. I had only three remaining. George shuffled the cards and dealt
out another hand. I picked up my cards and peeked at a pair of threes,
a king, jack and a five. Not likely to win unless I get a third three or
another pair, but probably not the lowest hand either. Kristen was the
first to act, and she checked and so did Jim. Betty opened for one chip
and everyone else quickly saw the bet. Apparently everyone was
following Mary advice to never fold until after the draw.

Betty, sitting on my right, took just one card, which probably meant
she had two pair. Kristen took 2 cards, which might mean she had 3 of
a kind, but could just mean she had a pair and an ace kicker, or maybe
just 3 high cards. I took 3 cards. I looked at a pair of nines and an ace.
Now I had 2 pair, nines and threes.

Betty to my right was the first to act. She reached down and took off
her shoes and tossed them to the side. "I'm opening for 5 chips," she
said, as Sharon reached back to the bank box and tossed the 5 chips
into the center.

Now what should I do? Betty probably had 2 pairs before the draw.
Did she have a full house now? Or had she drawn to a straight or a
flush? She must have my two pair beat. So I folded.

Mary looked past me at Betty. "I'll see your bet," she said, as she
tossed 5 chips from her big pile.

Bob was next, and he did not look happy. He paused, and finally
reached down to untie his shoes. "I'll see the bet," he said. Sharon
reached back into the bank box and tossed another 5 chips into the
center.

Sharon and George both folded quickly without another look at their
cards. Kristen picked her cards up and looked at them again. She
started to reach for her shoes, then thought better of it. "I fold," she
announced.

Jim then folded. Betty quickly spread out her cards. She had four
fours! Mary and Bob both threw their cards down with a groan. Mary
had three twos and Bob had three sixes.

Betty gathered in the chips in the center. Everyone else spread their
cards out to see who had the lowest hand. Kristen, who almost bet her
shoes, had two pair, aces and fives. It was Jim who had the lowest
hand with a pair of eight's. Jim took off his shoes and handed them to
Betty.

As Kristen slowly shuffled the cards for the next hand, I could see
why Mary said not to fold before the draw. A pair of eight's had
ended up the lowest hand. I reached down and tossed my one
remaining chip into the center for the ante. Except for Mary and Betty,
who had big stacks of chips, most others were down to their last chip.
Kristen did not have any chips left. After she dealt us all five cards,
she slipped off her shoes and placed them over by the bank pile.
Sharon handed her five more chips, and she put one in the ante.

I picked up my cards and looked at a pair of eight's, an ace, nine and a
two. Given the last hands results, I had better improve this hand in the
draw. Jim and Betty both checked to me. I checked and so did Mary.
Bob reached down and removed his shocks, tossing them into the
bank pile. Sharon handed him five chips from the bank, and Bob
opened for one.

Sharon calmly stood up, reached up under her tight skirt and pulled
off her sheer socks, placing them by the bank pile. "I'll see the bet,"
she said.

George removed his shoes to see the bet. Kristen had chips and just
saw the bet. Jim took off his socks to see the bet. Betty tossed in one
chip from her big stack. I untied my shoes and threw them into the
bank pile to get more chips so I could see the bet.

Mary, who still had lots of chips, just tossed one into the pile.

I decide to keep the ace kicker and just draw two. Bob, Sharon and
Jim each took one card, while everyone else took three cards. Did they
all have two pairs, or were they drawing to straight or flushes. Could
somebody have another four of a kind? I picked up my two cards, but
they were no help, a jack and a six. Well I would have to fold and
hope somebody had a lower hand.

Bob, as the initial opener, was the first to act. He opened for one chip.

Sharon looked at Bob, and pushed the four chips in front of her
towards the pile. "I see your bet and raise you three," she said.

Sharon must have something. George folded. Kristen looked at
Sharon, looked at her cards again, then laid them down and folded.
Jim folded. Now it was Betty's turn. She immediately started counting
chips out of her pile. "I'll see the four to me, and raise you five," she
said.

I folded without looking at my pair of eight's again. Mary folded also.
Bob looked at Betty and Sharon, then folded too.

Sharon stared across the circle at Betty. Sharon had drawn only one,
while Betty had drawn three cards. What did they have? Sharon stood
up, unzipped her dress, and let it drop to the floor, revealing a black
lacy bra and a half-slip. She stepped out of the dress, picked it up and
placed it in the bank pile. She turned and took five chips from the
bank and pushed them into the bet pile. "I'll see your bet. What do
you have Betty?" she said.

Betty smiled and laid down a full house, three's and eight's. Sharon
moaned and dropped her cards. A jack high straight. "How can you be
that lucky, Betty? Four of a kind last hand and a full house this hand.
It's not fair," Sharon protested, and crossed her arms just below her
black bra.

Betty smiled, reaching out to gather in the chips. "Just beginners luck,
I guess," she said. Sharon sat on the floor glaring at Betty. Not only
had she just lost her dress, she did not have any chips left, so she was
going to have to remove her half-slip to get chips to ante in the next
hand. That was going to leave her in just her bra and panties.

While I was staring at Sharon's bra, Kristen turned to me. "Larry, I
think you have the low hand."

I looked around at all the other hands. Jim and George both had pairs
of jacks. Everyone else had two pair or something better. I reached
down and pulled off my socks and handed them to Betty.

Jim gathered up the cards and began shuffling them. Sharon stood up,
forced a smile. "Well, here goes," she said. As she pulled her half-slip
off and tossed it in the bank pile, revealing a pair of black lacy
panties, that were sold in the center, but semi-transparent at the sides.
Sharon quickly grabbed five chips from the bank and sat back down,
making it much more difficult to see her panties. Everyone anted in
one chip. Betty had a huge pile of chips in front of her. Mary still had
a sizable stack. Everyone else had three or four chips.

Jim dealt out the cards, and I picked up and peeked at my hand. It was
a king, ten, nine, six and four, or nothing. I really needed to improve
this hand in the draw, or I was in big trouble.

Jim had dealt, so Betty had to act first. She passed, I passed, and so
did Mary, Bob, Sharon and George. I thought maybe no one would
have an opening hand, but Kristen opened and everyone quickly saw
the bet. I took three cards, and so did everyone except Betty, who took
two. Did Betty have three of kind this time, or was she just keeping an
ace kicker. Betty had enough chips in front of her that she could try to
bluff, although since you had to show your hand, everyone would
know what she had done.

I picked up my three cards and looked at them, a king, a ten and an
ace. I now had two pairs, kings and tens, plus an ace. This was a very
good hand, it could be a winner, but in the last two hands it would not
even have been the second best hand, so I had to be very careful.
Since Kristen had opened the betting, she was the first to act, and she
passed. Then Jim and Betty quickly passed. So this time Betty did not
have three of a kind. I looked at the two chips still in front of me, and
decided to go for it. I picked one chip and tossed it in the center. "I bet
one," I said.

Bob looked at me, stood up and took off his shirt, tossing it in the
bank pile. "I'll see your bet of one and raise you five," he said. He
picked up the single chip in front of him, and shoved it towards the
pot. Sharon counted out 5 chips from the bank and added it to the pot.

Sharon then folded. George looked at me, then looked at Bob. George
took off his socks and tossed them on the bank pile. "I'll see the bet,"
he said, tossing one chip from the two in front of him into the pot.
Sharon counted out five more chips from the bank and added them to
the pot.

Kristen, Jim and Betty quickly folded. That left it up to me. I figured I
was beat, and folded.

"Ok, what have you got?" asked George.

"A king high straight," replied Bob, as he spread his cards.

"What!" George protested. "You drew three cards, and you got a
straight. How can you beat that luck?" George spread out three
eight's.

Everyone else spread their cards out to figure who had the lowest
hand. It was Jim, who had only a K high hand. Jim took off his
sweatshirt and handed it to Bob.

It was now Betty's deal, and she began to shuffle the cards. I had only
one chip left, and I pushed it into the center. Kristen and George were
also down to their last chip. Betty had a huge pile in front of her, Bob
had a big stack, and Mary still had a little pile.

Betty dealt out the cards, and I picked up my cards and looked at
them. I had a pair of queens, an ace, a six and a three. Probably good
enough to keep me from losing, but I would need to draw another
queen at least to win. Since Betty had dealt, I had to act first. I could
have opened, but I was going to start losing some real clothes shortly,
so I decided I had better be real careful, and I passed.

Mary passed, and Bob opened. Sharon saw the bet. George stood up
and removed his shirt without hesitation, dropping it into the bank
pile. Sharon handed him five chips and he pushed one into the pot.

Now it was Kristen's turn. She didn't have any chips either. Kristen
stood up, and reached under her tight skirt to pull down her shear
stockings. As she leaned over, I caught a glimpse of her white panties
under her dress. Kristen tossed her socks into the growing bank pile
and Sharon handed her five chips. Kristen sat down and shoved one
chip into the pot.

Jim pushed his last chip into the pot, and Betty added one from her
stack.

That left me. Mary had said it was best to always see the bet before
the draw, but with a pair of queens, I was pretty sure I would not end
up with the lowest hand. Unless I was really lucky, I was not going to
win anything with this hand either. To bet I would have to take my
shirt off. If I folded, I knew that meant I would have to take my shirt
off to ante for the next hand, but I had not been very lucky so far, and
I wanted to conserve my clothes as much as possible. "I fold," I said.

Everyone looked up at me. No one else had folded before the draw,
and Mary was looking at me kind of funny. Everyone took three cards
this time, meaning no one had a super hand before the draw. Since
Bob had opened, he was the first to act. He passed. So did Sharon,
George, Kristen, and Jim.

Betty separated out five chips from her pile. "I bet five," she
announced. Everyone looked at her. Did she have another sure winner
or was she just trying to use her big stack of chips to bluff everyone
off the pot.

I had already folded, so it went to Mary, who quickly folded. Bob,
who had something because he had opened, also folded. Then Sharon,
George, Kristen and Jim quickly followed suite.

"Well, I guess I have you all spooked," Betty said, as she showed
three tens. Everyone shook their head as they spread their cards out to
find the lowest hand. Bob had a pair of aces, and Kristen had a pair of
kings, but Betty clearly had the best hand.

"Oh my God!" Sharon said. I turned and looked at Sharon's hand. It
was a pair of fours.

Kristen glanced around. "I am sorry, Sharon," she said. "It looks like
you have the lowest hand."

Sharon's cheeks were beginning to get a little flush. "Well..." she said.
"I guess we knew this was going to happen. I had just hoped it would
be to one of you other girls. Oh well." Sharon stood up and turned
around with her back to us as she reached behind her back to unfasten
her bra. After a few seconds she had it free. She held the bra to her
breast with one hand, while she threaded her arms out of the shoulder
straps. Then she turned around to face the circle, the bra still held
against her breast with one hand. "This is what you came her for
boys," see proclaimed, as she pulled the bra away and let her breast
flow free.

And what breast they were. I had only seen girls' breasts in the pages
of Playboy and Penthouse, but never in the flesh. Sharon's breasts
were not huge, like some of the girls in the magazines, but they were
very nicely shaped, like a half an orange in size and fairly firm
looking. As Sharon stood there a few seconds for us to admire her
breasts, I noticed her nipples were big, round and erect.

Sharon sat down, but did not make an obvious attempt to hide her
breasts. "Ok guys, admire them while you can," Sharon said with a
wry smile. "You are going to be out of your pants in no time."

Betty turned to me. "Larry, it's your deal," she said. "Stop staring at
Sharon's tits and start shuffling the cards."

"Oh," I said, and started to gather up the cards. I shuffled the cards
and dealt them out again. As I dealt the cards, I now noticed that
Sharon only had one chip left. That meant she would have to take off
her panties just to be in the draw this hand. After I dealt the hand, I
stood up and removed my shirt, adding it to the bank pile. Sharon
reached back and handed me five chips. I pushed one into the ante.
Sharon pushed her last chip into the pot.

I picked up my cards and looked at them. I had a pair of kings this
time, with a ten, eight and a two. Slightly better than last hand, but not
by much. Since I had dealt, Mary was the first to act, and she passed.
So did everyone else. It came back to me. I had a minimum hand to
open, so I could open, or we would all have to ante again, and let
Mary deal. I decided to open this time, and pushed one chip into the
pot.

Mary and Bob quickly saw my bet. Then it was Sharon's turn. Sharon
did not have any chips to see the bet. Sharon stood up again, giving us
a great view of her breasts again. "Ok guys, a big treat for you, but
just remember, you'll be losing your pants in a minute, after I win
mine back," she said. With that she quickly slid her panties down and
sat down in a single motion. I caught a brief glimpse of her brownish
bush, a little darker than her hair. After she sat down, she pulled legs
up in front of her and pulled her panties off over her feet. She kept her
legs up so we could not see were her panties had been directly, but
from my angle I could make out a little under the thigh of her leg.
Sharon reached back and grabbed five chips, and tossed one in the
pot.

Everyone else quickly saw the bet. Except for Kristen, who took two,
everyone took three cards. I looked at my three new cards. A seven, a
five and a four, so I still had just a pair of kings. I peeked over at
Sharon again, but she had shifted so I could not see her private parts,
although her breasts were still clearly in view. Since I had opened, I
had to act first. I passed, but Mary immediately bet one. Bob saw the
bet.

I noticed Sharon was smiling. She reached forward and shoved her
four remaining chips into the pot. "I call your bet and raise you three.
I'm all in," she announced.

Sharon was betting everything on this hand. If she lost, the game was
over, and she was the big loser. She had to stand up and let us all get a
real good look at her.

George, Kristen, Jim and Betty all quickly folded. I looked at my
cards, a pair of kings, and folded also.

Mary looked at Sharon, then at her pile of chips. It had dwindled
down to a very small stack. She pulled off three chips and tossed them
into the pot. "I'll call your bet," she said. I could see that Mary now
had only a single chip left.

Bob had a larger stack of chips. He confidently pushed forward three
chips. "I'll call too," he said. "Ok let's see what you bet your all on
Sharon?"

Sharon smiled and spread out her cards. "A full house, nines and
jacks," she said.

Bob and Mary both dropped their cards. They clearly didn't have this
beat.

Sharon leaned forward and scooped up a few of the chips in the pot.
"Now I'll buy my panties back from the bank," she said. She counted
out seven chips and put them back in the bank. She grabbed the
panties and slipped them on over her feet, then slid them up her legs
and all the way on, without standing up. Then she gathered up the rest
of the chips in the pot. "Let me see. Can I buy my bra back now too?"
she asked.

Betty picked up her bra. "I have your bra over here," she said. "I think
the rules say you can only buy things back from the bank. You'll have
to win your bra back from me."

"Ok," Sharon said. "Enjoy the view while you can guys. You're going
to be out of your pants shortly. By the way, who lost this hand?"

We all looked around at our hands. George, Kristen, Jim and Betty all
had ace high hands. Remember this game was played with two decks,
so there were eight aces in the deck. George's second card was only a
ten, so he was the loser. George started to take off his undershirt, but
Sharon spoke up. "No George. You have to take off your pants.
Remember it's in the rules. We girls have to get some break for baring
our breasts with one piece of clothes left, while you guys don't show
anything until you lose that final piece." George slipped his undershirt
back on, and unbuckled his pants. He slipped them off his legs one at
a time, revealing boxer shorts with an obvious bulge in the front.
George quickly sat down and handed his pants to Sharon. "Ok, now
this is more like it," Sharon teased George. George adjusted his briefs
and moved his legs to try to hide his excitement. I turned and looked
at Mary. She was staring directly at Gorge's problem with a little
smile on her face.

"I think it is your deal Mary," I finally said.

Mary began to pick up the cards and shuffle for the next hand. I
turned and looked at Betty. She seemed to be checking out George,
and sneaking a look at Jim as well. Mary dealt out the cards, and
everyone tossed their one chip ante into the center. I noticed that Mary
finally had no chips left in front of her, although she still had all her
clothes. I picked up and looked at my hand. I had a pair of nines, a
queen, a jack, and an eight, not a very promising hand. Since it was
Mary's deal, Bob had to act first, and he passed. Then Sharon, George
and Kristen quickly passed also. Jim seemed to think about it for a
minute, but then he passed. Betty immediately passed. Since I did not
have an opening hand, I passed. Mary reached down and pulled off
her shoes, pushing them into the bank pile. "I open for one," she said,
as Sharon handed her four chips and tossed the one in the pot.

Everyone quickly saw the bet. People seem to be getting more
cautious as they lost their clothes. Everyone took three cards. I picked
my three cards up and looked at a queen, a seven and a three. That
was no help. At least the pair of nines should not end up the lowest
hand. Since Mary had opened, she led the betting and she just glanced
at her cards. "I open for one," she said, as she pushed one chip
towards the pot. Everyone folded quickly to me, and I folded as well.

"Well, you have to show us what you had anyway, Mary," Sharon
said. "I hope you didn't bluff us."

Mary spread out her cards. "Two pair, Aces and two's," she said.
Everyone just placed their cards on the floor without protest, so Mary
must have had the best hand. I looked around. There were a lot of
pairs of jacks. This was a two decked game, so there were potentially
four pairs of jacks, but seeing three pairs looked funny.

"Kristen," Sharon said. "It looks like you have the low hand."

Kristen looked at her ace high hand. Everyone else had at least a pair
of something. "Well, I guess you're right. I'm out of chips too, so I
guess I better get this over." Kristen stood up, reached to her side and
unzipped her dress. She then let the shoulder straps fall over her arms
and the dress fell at her feet. Kristen had a white lacy bra, and it
looked like her breasts were bigger than Sharon's. Kristen was
wearing a white half-slip below the waist. She picked the dress up and
handed it to Mary. Then she grabbed the elastic bands of the half-slip,
and slid it down her legs, lifting one foot at a time out of the slip. She
then stood up revealing a very low cut white, laced panties as she
tossed the slip into the large bank pile.

Kristen stood there for a minute sticking her chest out a little to
emphasize her breast. "You like what you see boys?" she asked, and
then sat down, with all the guy's eyes firmly fix on her chest. "Ok
Bob, wake up. Time to deal", she added teasingly, as she pushed some
of the cards towards Bob.

Bob looked down and started to gather up all the cards, and then
shuffled them. My eyes went back and forth between Sharon's firm
breasts and Kristen's lacy bra. The girls began to ante and I looked
down to see only one chip. I pushed my last chip into the ante. George
stood up and removed his undershirt with great flare, and tossed it into
the bank pile. Sharon handed him five more chips, and he anted one of
them. I picked up my hand and looked at it. I had an ace, a king, a six,
a five and a four, an ace high hand. I better find some way to improve
this hand, or I was in big trouble. I was going to have to take off my
pants now just to say in the game. With this hand I did not dare drop
out before the draw.

Since Bob dealt, Sharon was the first to act, and she opened without
hesitation. George and Kristen saw the bet. Then it was Jim's turn,
and he was out of chips. Jim quickly removed his undershirt and
tossed it towards the bank pile. Sharon handed him 5 chips, and Jim
tossed one into the pot to see the bet. Betty then saw the bet. Now it
was my turn. I stood up, unbuckled my pants and slid them down. The
erection I had gotten from staring at Sharon and Kristen's breasts
immediately pushed the front of my boxers out.

"Boy," Mary blurted out. "Larry sure likes what he sees there Sharon
and Kristen."

"Next time you play strip poker Larry, you might get some jockey
briefs," giggled Betty next to me.

I stood there struggling to get my pants off my legs. Finally I got them
free and sat down abruptly, pulling my legs up in front of me to cover
up my erections. Sharon reached across to give me my five chips,
giving me a heavenly view of her breasts as she extended her hand
across the circle, but this had the side effect of making my erection
even harder. I had to concentrate on the game more and lose this
erection quick. I tossed in my bet, and Mary and Bob did also.

Everyone took three cards, except for Sharon, who took only two. I
looked at my three cards. They were a queen, a four and a two. That
was no help at all. I still just had an ace high hand. I was in big trouble
now. I had only two pieces of clothes left, and it looked like I might
be sitting there in only my briefs at the end of this hand.

Sharon opened the betting for one chip. George, Kristen, Jim and
Betty all folded. I had no choice but too fold also, and pray someone
had a lower hand. Mary and Bob then folded. Obviously, everyone
was being careful.

Sharon laid down her cards. "Three sixes," she announced. I had
figured she had three of a kind, because she seemed so sure of her bets
and she only took two cards. As I lay down my ace high hand I
searched anxiously for a lower hand. Suddenly, my heart jumped.
Kristen had an ace, king, jack. I had an ace, king queen. I didn't have
the low hand, and Kristen was going to lose her bra!

Kristen was also looking carefully at all the hands. "Mary, I think you
have the lowest hand," she finally said. I looked down at Mary's hand.
She had an ace, eight, even lower than Kristen. Mary had only lost her
shoes, so far, so that was not very promising.

"I guess your right," said Mary. "But both you and Larry almost lost it
there." Mary stood up and bent down and reached under her full skirt
to pull down her panty hose. She got a hold of the top of the panty
hose and pulled them down to her knees, and then sat down to pull
them the rest of the way off her feet. She reached over and handed
them to Sharon.

George gathered up the cards, shuffled them and dealt them out again.
While he did that, I tried to check out how many chips and clothes
everyone had. George had only his underpants left and he had three
chips. Jim also had only his underpants left, but he had four chips.
Kristen had her panties and bra left, plus three chips. I had my boxers
and undershirt left, plus four chips. Sharon was wearing only her
panties, but she had a big stack of chips in front of her. Bob, Mary and
Betty all had big stacks and most of their clothes left. If I could avoid
having the lowest hand, and losing another piece of clothes, then most
likely either George or Jim would be the big loser, but not before
Kristen lost her bra.

I picked up my cards and looked at them. I had a very poor hand, a
queen, a nine, an eight, a three and a two. I had to hope for
improvement in this hand.

Since George had dealt, Kristen was the first to act, and she passed,
then Jim and Betty. Now it was my turn. I immediately passed without
looking at my hand again. Mary checked after me and Bob opened for
one chip. Everyone quickly saw the bet. I discarded three cards and
waited for George to deal me more cards.

Finally, Bob got to me and I picked up my three new cards, a seven, a
three and a two. Now I was in real trouble. I had a queen high hand.
Unless I was very lucky, I was about to lose my undershirt and be in
the same state of undress as George and Jim.

Bob had opened the first round, and he passed. Sharon grabbed a chip
from her pile and tossed it into the pot to open the betting for one
chip. George, Kristen and Jim all folded. Betty, with an even bigger
pile of chips than Sharon, grabbed a handful, counted out six. "I see
your one and raise you five," she said.

Well clearly I folded, and so did Mary. Bob looked at Betty and then
Sharon, and folded also.

"Ok, Betty, what have you got?" asked Sharon. Betty laid down three
Jacks. "Well, you got me again, Betty," Sharon said, as dropped a pair
of kings and a pair of threes on the floor.

As Betty started to gather in the pot to add it to her already huge pile
of chips, I nervously looked around for a lower hand than my queen
high. Kristen had an ace high hand, and was also carefully checking
the other hands. She spotted my queen high. "Larry, I think you have
the lowest hand," she said. "Anyone lower than a queen high?" There
wasn't anyone. I quickly pulled my undershirt off and handed it to
Betty next to me.

Now I was in trouble. I was sitting there in only my boxer shorts. I
had two chips left, which would hold me through the next hand, if I
didn't bet. After that I was going to have to lose my boxers, just to
ante. Jim was in the same situation, and George had only one chip left,
so he was going to have to lose his underpants in the next hand. It was
some relieve that George would lose his underpants first, but Jim and
I would be right behind him.

Kristen began to gather up the cards for the next hand. All I could
think about was I was sitting on the floor in this apartment, in only my
boxers, with four girls I barely knew. Jim and George were in there
underpants, Kristen was in her panties and bra, and Sharon was in her
just her panties, with her round beautiful breast bouncing as she
shifted her weight. Sharon's breasts were causing me an enormous
erection, which forced me to pull my legs up in front of me.

I pushed one of my chips into the pot for my ante, and picked up my
five cards. I had a pair of sixes, and a queen, a nine, and a three. This
was better, but certainly not a winner. Kristen had dealt, so Jim had to
act first. He looked at his hand for a long time, and finally opened by
tossing a chip into the pot. Betty saw the bet, and I tossed my last chip
into the pot. Mary, Bob and Sharon saw the bet. Now it was George's
turn. He had no chips left, and was going to have to take his
underpants off to stay in this hand. He could fold and delay it for a
few minutes. George stared at his cards for a long time, and finally
stood up and looked around. George then tried to pull his jockey
briefs down and sit down in a single movement, just as Sharon had
done earlier with her panties. The only problem is that when the briefs
came off, George's erection popped almost straight out. I heard Betty
whisper "Oh wow." I looked at Mary. She just stared at George, as he
wiggled to try to hide his erection between his legs. Based on what
Charlene had told me, I wondered if Mary had ever seen an erection
before.

Sharon finally reached back and handed George four chips, tossing
the one into the pot. Kristen then tossed one chip into the pot to finish
the first round of betting. Everyone discarded 3 cards, so a pair was
the best that anyone must have had before the draw. I picked up my
three new cards. They were a pair of sevens and a ten, so I now had
two pair, sixes and sevens. Could that be good enough to win the
hand? It was possible, but I doubted it. Then there was the problem
that I had no chips left to bet. I would have to give up my boxers to
find out. Of course, if I folded, I would have to give up my boxers
right after the hand anyway, so it might not make that much
difference.

I looked up at Jim. He was the first to act, and he was staring at his
cards. He didn't have any chips either, so if he was thinking of betting
he was going to have to lose his briefs now too. Suddenly, Jim stood
up, whipped his briefs down and sat back down, using his legs to
cover up his erections. I think everyone but me was studying their
own cards and was caught completely be surprise when Jim did this. I
looked at Mary. She seemed confused. I think see had missed her
chance to get a peek at Jim's equipment.

Sharon looked at Jim. "I take it you want to open," she said. "How
many you want to bet?"

"Just one," said Jim. Sharon tossed one chip in the pot for Jim and
handed the other four to Jim.

Betty then folded. Now it was my turn. "Well how about it Larry? Are
you as bold as Jim?" teased Kristen.

I looked at my two pair. Jim had opened and taken three cards. That
means he must have had a pair of jacks, queens, kings or aces before
the draw. He would not be betting his underpants on one of those
hands. So he must have at least two pair. If one of those pairs was a
jack, queen, king or ace, he had my two pair beat. "I fold," I finally
said.

"Ok Larry," said Mary. "We can wait. I fold too."

Bob looked at Jim and saw the bet. Sharon folded, and so did George.
Kristen immediately saw the bet. "Ok, Jim," she said. "Let's see what
you got."

"Two pair, queens and tens," Jim said nervously, as he spread his
cards.

"Sorry, Jim, three kings," said Kristen, but the smile on Kristen's face
did not indicate she was sorry at all.

"Damn," was all the Jim said, and he began to gather up the cards for
the next hand.

I decided this was my best chance. The boxers were going to have to
come off to get chips to say in the game, and it would be best to do it
now, rather than when everyone was staring at me. I jumped up,
yanked my boxers down to my knees, and sat back down, folding my
legs over the top of my erection.

"Good job, Larry," said Mary, next to me with a big smile on her face.
I don't think I caught her completely be surprise, and she must have
gotten a little eyeful.

I finished pulling my boxers off my legs and tossed them onto the
bank pile. Sharon reached back into the bank box and pulled out five
chips. She got partially up and leaned across the circle of players to
hand me the chips. This gave me another good look at her breasts as I
reached out to accept the chips, and my erection seemed to get even
bigger pushing up on my legs.

Jim was now dealing out the cards, and everyone tossed their one chip
ante into the pot. I picked up my cards. This time I had a pair of twos,
a jack, a six and a four. In most of the hands we had played a pair of
twos would not have been the lowest, so that was good. Should I risk
folding and hope someone else would have a lower hand?

Betty passed, I passed, and Mary and Bob passed. Without taking
another look at her cards, Sharon opened with one chip. She seemed
very sure of herself. George looked at his cards again and saw the bet.
Kristen saw the bet. Then it was Jim's turn. Jim was studying his
cards carefully. Obviously, he was thinking about folding. In our
situation, if you had a good enough hand to be sure you would not be
lowest, you might be better off to fold. Jim finally decided to bet and
threw in one chip. Betty quickly bet, and then it was my turn.

Here was my situation. To not be the first one out, I had to make sure
Jim or George ran out of chips before I did. If at the end of a hand, I
had even one chip left and either or both of them had none, then I
would not have to stand up and let the girls examine my private parts
for 10 minutes. I could just sit here, covering up like I was now, and
then put my clothes back on when the 10 minutes was up. At the
beginning of this hand I was one chip ahead of both Jim and George.
Both Jim and George now had two chips left, just enough for one
more hand, if they saw the bet. If I folded right now, and my pair of
twos was not the lowest hand, then I would have four chips left after
this hand. If I saw the bet I would have three chips left after this hand,
still one ahead of Jim and George. Was a pair of twos good enough to
not be the worst hand?

On the positive side, if I did bet, there always was the chance of
getting a killer hand and winning my boxers back. Everyone was
looking at me, so I finally tossed one chip into the pot, since I would
be one chip up on Jim and George anyway. Mary and Bob quickly
saw the bet.

I took three cards, but Mary only took one card and both Bob and
Sharon took two cards. Everyone else took three cards. I picked up a
pair of queens and an eight. Now I had two pair, queens and twos.
Definitely, not the lowest hand, but could it be a winner? Possibly, but
it seem a long shot.

Sharon seemed to like whatever she got in her draw. "I'll open for
five," she said. "Any of you gentlemen with less than five chips, can
go all in, and we will divide the pot."

George immediately folded, looking kind of nervous. Kristen folded.
Jim looked at his hand, shook his head, and folded. Betty folded, and
then it was my turn.

Sharon was much too sure of herself. She had only taken two cards, so
she may have had three of a kind or a pair with an ace kicker. She was
happy with her draw too. So she might have a full house or at least
two pair, with one of them being an ace. In any event, I felt like she
had my two pair, queens and twos, beaten, so I folded.

Mary and Bob folded too. "Ok, show us what you had," said Jim.

Sharon smiled, and laid down four aces. Two or three players howled
in protest almost simultaneously. Everyone spread their cards on the
carpet and looked around to see who had the lowest hand. I wasn't
worried with two pair, but I checked out Jim and George. Jim had two
pair, queens and fours, but George only had a King high. Could that
be the low hand? Then I saw Mary only had a ten high hand. She had
only taken one card. It looked like she had been trying to draw to a
straight, and had not made it. Drawing to a straight or flush was a big
risk in this game, but Mary had lots of clothes left, so she had taken
the chance, and lost.

Mary stood up and started to pull her blouse out of her shirt to take it
off. "Actually, Mary, you have my shoes from the first hand. You
could give them back to me instead of your blouse. Unless, of course,
you would rather give me your blouse," said Sharon.

Mary looked down behind her at Sharon's shoes. "Ok, I'll give you
back your shoes," said Mary.

"Not that they will do me any good," continued Sharon to no one in
particular. "Since Betty had my bra, and I've been sitting here topless
practically the whole game." Sharon sat up straight, pushed her chest
out, wiggled her breast back and fourth a few times. "Have you
enjoyed these boys? Get a good look at them. I think we are going to
get a real good look at your equipment after this hand."

Betty began to gather up the cards for the next hand. As she shuffled
the cards I stared at Sharon's round breasts, but my mind was turning
over what the best strategy would be for this next hand. If one or both
of Jim and George went all in on this hand, then I should just fold
after the draw, and keep my one chip, thus barely escaping being the
big loser. But if both Jim and George folded before the draw, I would
have to consider doing the same. I tossed one of my three remaining
chips into the pot and picked up my cards. I had an ace, a queen, a
four, a three and a two. If I just folded, there was a good chance this
would not be the lowest hand, but could I take that chance. Since
Betty had dealt, I had to act first. I just passed.

"I'll open for one," Mary said. This was good, now George and Jim
had to decide what they were doing before I did.

Bob and Sharon quickly saw the bet. George put his cards down on
the floor and tossed his last chip into the pot. "I'm all in," he
announced.

George had not spent much time thinking about it, so either he had a
very poor hand, or it had not occurred to him that he could fold in this
case.

Kristen saw the bet, and then it was Jim's turn. Jim was studying his
cards carefully. He was obviously thinking about folding. Finally he
looked up. "Oh well," he said. "This is what you girls are waiting for.
I'm all in too." He tossed his last chip into the pot.

Betty saw the bet, and then it was my turn. Both Jim and George were
all in already, so even if one of them won the hand, the game would
be over this hand. The most important thing now was to make sure I
did not have the lowest hand, so I saw the bet.

Everyone took three cards. I picked up my new cards. They were a
pair of jacks and an ace. This was now my best hand of the night. I
had two pair, aces and jacks. This could be a good enough hand to
win, but then again, it might not be.

Mary, who still had a little pile of chips in front of her, studied her
cards for a long time, and finally opened the betting with one chip.
Bob and Sharon quickly folded. George was, of course all in, so
Sharon reached out and divided the pot, putting Mary's second round
opening bet in a separate pile. Kristen then folded. Jim was all in.
Betty also folded, making it my turn.

The safe thing to do was too fold. Jim or George, and probably both,
would be out of the game after this hand. If I just folded, I would have
one chip left, and I would have escaped the embarrassment of
standing up completely naked in front of these girls. On the other
hand, from the vibes I was getting from Mary, I thought I probably
had her hand beat. Before the draw, Mary must have had a high pair,
jacks, queens, kings, or aces, since she discarded three cards. If she
had gotten three of a kind, I thought she would have bet more than
one, probably five chips given the stack she still had in front of her. If
I was right and the more I thought about it the more sure I became that
I was, I could buy back my boxers from the bank. This would allow
me to cover up for the ten-minute show off period

Then a thought occurred to me. What did George and Jim have? I did
not have any read on what they had. What if one of them beat both
Mary and I. Of course the pot had been split. If I bet my last chip and
George or Jim won the hand, the side pot would still go to either Mary
or myself depending. If I won the side pot, I would still have chips,
and I felt sure I had Mary beat. Everyone was looking at me, so I
picked up my last chip and tossed it into the side pot. "I see the bet," I
said.

Mary looked very surprised. "Come on Mary. It looks we with have a
three man show tonight," bubbled Kristen.

It was beginning to sink in what I had just done. Why was I so stupid
as to risk standing naked in front of four girls on my hunch that I had
Mary beat? Why couldn't I have just played it safe, and folded?

"Well, I don't know Kristen," Mary said, as she spread out her cards.
"I only have a pair of Kings. What do you have Larry?"

A pair of Kings! That was even worse than I had expected. I laid
down my cards. "Two pair, aces and jacks," I said, with a big smile on
my face. "What about Jim and George. What do you have?"

"Not much," Jim said. Apparently he could not beat me. George just
tossed down his cards and did not say anything. I looked at Jim's
hand. It was a king high. George had a queen high. Well, I should not
have wasted my time worrying about their hands. Everyone else put
down their cards, and we looked for the low hand. It was George, with
his queen high. He was already out of the game, so he could not give
me anything for winning the bet.

"Do you want to buy back your underpants, Larry," asked Mary.

"Sure, of course," I replied. Mary gathered up 7 chips and handed
them to Sharon, then got up and grabbed my boxers from the bank
pile and handed them to me. This was very nice of her, since I had a
little problem getting up to get them without showing off as much as
Jim and George were shortly going to have to do. I slipped the boxers
up over my knee, and slid them on without getting up.

Now I felt a little better. I was still sitting in my boxer shorts in a
room with four girls I barely knew, in various stages of undress. All
the tension of the last hand and relief over the game being over had
caused me to forget about Sharon's breasts, which were still on
display over in the kitchenette were Sharon had gone to look for a
timer. My erection had subsided considerably, and I was wondering if
I could standup now without something popping out of my boxers. I
decided to chance it, and got up to stretch my legs.

Kristen and Betty were moving some furniture, apparently to get some
chairs we could sit in for Jim and George's show. Except for a small
stroke of luck, it could have been the Jim, George and Larry show. I
walked over towards the kitchenette and the bathroom. I needed to go
to the bathroom, but the door was closed. Somebody was already
using it. I waited for it to be free. I looked back and saw Jim and
George still sitting on the floor looking at each other and the rest of
us, wondering what was going to happen next.

Finally, Bob came out of the bathroom, which gave me my chance.
After relieving myself I had completely lost my erection, and I felt
safe walking around in my boxers. I just had to avoid looking at
Sharon's bare breast.

"Ok, now listen up," said Sharon. "Jim and George are now going to
provide our entertainment. Come on. Don't be shy. Come and stand
here in the middle of the room, so we can get a good look at you."
Jim and George looked at each other and then slowly stood up. They
had not gotten their erections under control, and the girls started
yelling and making catcalls when Jim and George stood up.

"Come on over here where we can get a better look at you," said
Sharon. Jim and George slowly walked over towards the middle of the
room, their erections bouncing up and down with every step they
took. I looked at Mary face. She loved this. There was a big smile on
her face, and she could not take her eyes off from Jim and George.
Mary got up and walked over closer to Jim. She looked down and
examined Jim very closely. Then she went over to George for a close
look also. Betty got up and joined Mary for a close up inspection.
Then Sharon and Kristen when over to get a closer look.

"Can you guys dance?" asked Sharon. Kristen went over to turn up
the music.

The answer was Jim and George could not dance, at least not buck
naked in front of four girls. They wiggled around and looked silly.
The girls were giggling and Betty got out a dollar bill to wave at Jim.
Jim, however, was not interested in a dollar at this point. Kristen then
suggested that George should get her a soda and glass from the
refrigerator. George compiled, and came back and handed Kristen her
soda and a glass. This gave Kristen the opportunity to check out Jim's
manhood very carefully.

Mercifully the kitchen timer finally went off signaling the end of Jim
and George's ordeal. They both immediately ran to find their
underpants. I was just starting to gather up my clothes, when I noticed
that Jim and George were dressed and pulling on their shoes. They
both left without saying anything to anyone. Jim had come with Betty,
but apparently he was not going to wait for her to leave.

I pulled my pants on and looked around for Mary. She was getting
into her panty hose. I pulled on my shirt and undershirt. I spotted my
shoes, but had to look around for my socks. Mary came up behind me.
"Ready to go?" she asked.

"As soon as I find my socks...oh there they are over there," I replied.

I pulled on my socks and shoes. Then Mary and I said good bye to the
others and we started back towards the campus.

"That was a very gusty move, betting everything on that last hand,"
said Mary. "I don't think I would have had the courage to do that."

"I am still not sure why I did it," I replied. "I thought I had you beat,
but still, I could've just played it safe. I could've just sat nude in the
corner while Jim and George tried to dance for you girls, but I wanted
my shorts back and something inside told me I had you beat and to
just go for it".

"And go for it you did," said Mary. "Did you enjoy the game, Larry?"

"Well, I kind of wish I had more clothes on there at the end," I said.

"Well, you did get to see a lot of Sharon," Mary said, "and Kristen
was in her underwear for a long time."

"Yeah, that was ok," I said. "It's just that I expected to do better than
what I did."

"You just didn't get very good cards tonight," Mary said. "From what
I could see, you played very well given the cards that you were
getting. Luck is a big factor in poker. Given that you only have 30
chips to lose for all your clothes, luck will be a big factor in strip
poker. The way most k**s play it, luck is the only factor. We wanted
to bring some regular poker skill back into the game to make it more
interesting, but still luck is an important factor. Maybe next game you
will be more lucky."

"Next game?" I said in surprise. I hadn't recovered from this game!!

"I guess so," I replied.

Mary smiled. "Good," she said. "I will let you know if we get another
game organized."