Dancing and Strip Poker with my Friends
By Emi Tsuruta, first posted June 3, 2003

Hi, it's me, Emi again.  I guess I told you that last year I went dancing a couple times.  Before I came to the States, I never really went dancing at all.  In Japan, they don't have high school dances or a prom or anything, but here in my university in the States, they have dances almost every weekend.  My boyfriend Ryosuke isn't really into dancing so much, but we went a few times on campus, and his friend Futoshi wanted to take us all to a real dance club.  At first, Ryosuke didn't want to go, but Futoshi finally talked him into it.

So one night, the six of us, Ryosuke, Futoshi and Kenta, and Satomi, Asuna and I got all dressed up, and headed up to this club.  We drove all the way up there, and would you believe it - they wouldn't even let us in.  At first, I thought it was because Satomi, Asuna and I are all under age.  We'd all just turned twenty, and the drinking age here is 21, I guess.  We hadn't really planned on drinking anyway, but Futoshi told us that more than the age thing it was the way we were dressed.  We were all in long, kind of formal dresses, but according to Futoshi, this was a Goth club.  Almost everyone was wearing black, and had these weird hairstyles and ghoulish makeup that made them look like vampires or something.  We eventually gave up, went to a donut shop, and just chatted for a while.

After that, Ryosuke seemed keen on going back and trying again.  At first, I wasn't sure why he'd got so interested, but I guess it had something to do with how all the women we'd seen were dressed.  Some of the women were wearing sleeveless or backless tops and really short skirts and lots of leather.  I wasn't so keen on Ryosuke going and ogling all these women, but anyway, he promised to buy me a new outfit, so that was nice.

To shop for my new clothes, we went downtown to a store that sells club wear.  We found this dress that looked kind of like Goth fashion.  The clerk said that it was a halter ladder dress with lace up sides made of shiny black faux leather.  I wasn't so sure if it was really me or not, but I tried it on, and Ryosuke said I looked gorgeous in it.  The skirt was so short.  It just barely covered my hips.  Also through the openings that ran down the sides you could see the waistband of my panties.  The store had some black panties with side ties to go with it, so I bought some of those, so it wouldn't be so obvious that my panties were showing.  I don't usually wear dresses this revealing, but we got a coat for me to wear with it and some boots.  The boots were black leather knee-highs with zippers running up the side.  I also bought a necklace with a cross pendant like we saw some of the women at the club wearing and a black leather choker.  I swear I've never dressed like that before in my life, but anyway, now I really look like one of them, so we were pretty sure the man at the door wouldn't give us a hard time anymore.

The day we were supposed to go, I got all dressed up, and went down to Satomi's place to help her pick out what to wear.  I forget if I told you about this or not, but one of my little projects is to set up my friend Satomi with Futoshi.  I think they make a good couple, but Satomi is so shy in some ways.  Futoshi seems more interested in American girls, but it's not like he ever asks any out.  Anyway, I brought one of my black halter-tops and the cross necklace for Satomi to wear.  She had a pair of tight-fitting black slacks that didn't look too bad.  Soon, Futoshi and Ryosuke showed up with the car, and then we went to go pick up Asuna and Kenta.  Kenta looked pretty cool, but Asuna was still wearing this long frilly flower print pattern dress, so we were joking that she looked Amish or something.

When we got to the club, we stood in line, and tried to look cool and ghoulish.  I'd put some grey makeup on Satomi.  I tried to make her look like the bride of Frankenstein, but I guess I hadn't really got it right.  The rest of us looked more normal, though I had on this really red lipstick.  As it turned out, there was some kind of fuss going on at the entrance, and so Satomi, Asuna and I managed to slip through without getting stopped.  Ryosuke and those guys were all twenty-one anyway, so they got in right after us.

Inside the club, it was like a scene from a movie or something.  Everyone was all dressed up almost like it was Halloween or something.  The club was really big inside and packed with people.  Most people were dancing on the main dance floor or on the stage just behind, but there were two women in cages on either side of the stage.  They were wearing next to nothing, so at first I thought they were strippers, but Futoshi told us that they were professional dancers hired by the club.

I looked over at Ryosuke, and he was kind of staring at all these women, and completely ignoring me.  I kind of got angry, so Satomi and I went over to the bar to get drinks.  They were checking ID, so we had to get Kenta to buy the drinks for us.  I ordered a strawberry daiquiri, though I didn't really know what was in it.  It had a strange taste that I knew must be alcohol, but I sipped at it anyway.

There was this really strange atmosphere inside the club.  Not just Ryosuke but almost all the guys are always looking around the room, checking all the girls out.  Some guys started looking at Satomi and me, but we were just kind of surprised, and didn't know what to do.  I like it when guys pay attention to me, but I'm not really used to flirting at all.  I don't really understand how you do it here.  There was this one guy staring right at me, but I just looked down at the floor shyly, and eventually, he looked away.

We found Ryosuke and Futoshi, and danced with them for a little while.  I tried to copy some of the best dancers, but I felt pretty silly.  Just for fun, I started imitating the "strippers'" dance moves.  My skirt started riding up, so you could see my black panties, but I didn't bother to fix it.  Satomi and Futoshi saw me throwing my arms up in the air and rotating my hips, and they laughed, but Ryosuke was still watching the other women.  I got angry again, went back, and drank the rest of my daiquiri.

My face started to feel really hot, and I began to feel a bit light-headed.  This was probably the first time in my life that I'd drunk any alcohol.  I remember sitting there watching Ryosuke looking at all the other girls, and getting angrier and angrier.  I vaguely remember getting up and going to the washroom, but after that, my memories get a bit hazy.  I didn't pass out or anything, but I must have been pretty drunk by then.

The way Ryosuke tells it, Asuna and Satomi came up to him on the dance floor, and pulled him back to where Kenta and I were sitting.  I don't remember this at all, but apparently, I'd taken off my panties, and was sitting there with my legs open a bit.  Satomi and Asuna were half panicking, and even Ryosuke was a little annoyed that I would do such a silly thing.  The three of them carried me back to the washroom.  I vaguely remember sitting there on the floor of the washroom with Satomi and Asuna dabbing my face with cold towels.  They must have found my panties, and put them back on me.  When Ryosuke told me all this, I got so embarrassed.  I don't know what had gotten into me.  I guess I'm going to have to be more careful about what I drink.

The next thing I remember, I woke up in the front seat of Futoshi's car, leaning on Ryosuke's shoulder as he drove.  My head was hurting a bit, but I gradually began to come out of it.  I didn't want my host mom to see me drunk like this, but Kenta was nice enough to offer to let us stay at his place again.  When we got to Kenta's place, I had some Japanese tea (do you know mugicha?), and slowly my head started to clear.  We gathered in the living room, still too worked up to sleep.  I noticed on the table, there were decks of cards, and some little plastic disks.

"What are those?" I asked.

"Poker chips," Ryosuke answered.  "The three of us having been trying to learn."

"Hmmm!"  The group of us had played cards a couple of times before, but we usually played Japanese games like Daihimin daifugou.  I think the English name is President.  "Is poker difficult?"

"No, no, it's easy.  Do you want to play?"

The guys all seemed keen.  I looked over at Satomi.  She smiled, and shrugged to say she didn't mind.  Asuna looked like she'd fallen asleep on the couch.

"Here, can we use your bedroom again?  We'll put Asuna to bed, and then come out, and play."

"Sure."

When we came back, Ryosuke, Futoshi and Kenta were already sitting around the low table on the carpet.  As I kneeled down though, I realized I probably shouldn't be sitting on the carpet in my short skirt.  I had to hold it down, so the rest of them wouldn't be able to see my underwear.  This must have got Ryosuke going, because the next thing he said was,

"Why don't we play strip poker?"

I couldn't believe he'd said it.  My first thought was there was no way they are going to agree to this, but they didn't look surprised at all.  I half expected Satomi to say 'no way,' but she just sat there calmly.  I guess she, Kenta and Futoshi were still all pretty drunk, so maybe they were more open than usual.

"How do you play?" I asked trying to make it sound like an innocent question.  I still didn't want them to know about my... well you know, about my exhibitionist tendencies, although I must say I wasn't doing a very good job of hiding them that night.  I wondered if earlier Kenta had seen me without my panties.  If I hadn't been so drunk, I would have been a lot more careful.

"Let's see now.  How should we do this?  How about we give everyone two chips each to start, and if you need more, you buy them with your clothing.  Someone has to be the banker..."

"I'll do it!" Satomi cried out.

"But the banker still has to play too though."

"Oh," she said sheepishly.  She looked pretty embarrassed.  We all kind of stared at her.  It looked like she just wanted to sit there, and watch the guys strip for her.  She's usually so shy, so I was pretty surprised that she seemed so excited about seeing the guys take off their clothes.

"Let's see now.  You get one chip each every time you hand over necklaces, shoes or socks to the banker.  A shirt or blouse will be worth two.  Pants 4.  A bra or undershirt 5.  Emi's dress 6.  Panties or underpants 9 chips.  Once you take something off, you can't put it back on again even if you win it back."

"Hey, that's no fair.  I'm not wearing a bra," I objected.

Kenta and Futoshi's eyes shot towards my breasts, and I instantly regretted giving this away.  I covered up my bust with my arms.  As the alcohol began to wear off, I was getting in that mood again, but I didn't want to be too obvious about it.

"And what do you mean you can't put things back on?"

"That's how you play," Ryosuke countered.

"How come you know so much about this?" I said, trying to look angry.

"There's, like, official rules for strip poker, and that's what they say."

I started laughing.  Obviously, he was just making this up.

"You mean like there's some kind of international strip poker federation, and they hold championships?  Players are lobbying for it to become an Olympic sport?"

"Sure.  You haven't heard 'bout it?  It's big news.  It's in all the papers."

Ryosuke is so funny sometimes.  I broke out laughing.  Kenta and Futoshi were nodding seriously to back him up, and Satomi was just looking at them almost as if she believed what they were saying.

"OK, OK.  Well anyway, how do you play?"

Ryosuke started saying all these complicated rules using poker jargon we couldn't understand, so we finally got him to write it all down, and explain it.  I got out my notepad from my purse, and started keeping notes too, so I'd be able to write this story.  The guys already knew how to play, but at first, I didn't think Satomi was following.  She sat there calmly though, and listened carefully.  Ryosuke called it "five card draw."

"Everyone ante's up one chip, and then you get five cards.  In the first round, you go around the circle till someone opens the betting with a chip, say.  The other people have to match that bet or fold.  Oh, and they can raise the bet higher if they want.  Once everyone has matched the bet or folded, you can draw up to three cards - four if you have an ace - to try to make a better hand."

I guess I had played a little before, though I didn't really remember that well.

"And how do you decide who wins?"

"Once everyone's matched the last raise, the people who haven't folded show their cards, and the best hand wins.  OK here, I'll write it all down.  The best hand is a straight flush, then four of a kind, a full house, a flush, then a straight, three of a kind, two pair and then a pair.  If no one has any of these, high card wins.  If there's a tie, the winners split the pot.  I'll write down what the clothes are worth too.  Anyway, let's just try.  You'll get the hang of it as we go along."

He gave us each two chips, and then already we had to put one in the center.  That chip was worth the same as the choker I had on around my neck.  I kind of felt sorry to let it go.  But then again if I won this time, I would get a whole bunch of chips, and that would mean I wouldn't need to strip.  I looked down at my clothes.  I'd left my boots at the door, so all I had on was my dress, panties and choker.  Hey, this isn't fair at all.  All the rest of them were fully dressed.  I looked at my cards.

"You go first, Emi.  You have to have at least a pair of jacks to open."

"I pass then."

Satomi was looking at the chart Ryosuke had made.  She finally found whatever it was she had, but she didn't look too happy.  The three boys all had on their best poker faces.  They all passed too, but then Satomi piped up,

"I can open," she said putting her other chip in the center of the table.  I looked at her for a second, and then said,

"I fold."

"Aw, c'mon Emi.  You might get really good cards at the draw."

I looked down at my one lonely little chip.  I didn't really want to give it away.  Ryosuke had seen me nude countless times, and Satomi once or twice, but I wasn't so sure I wanted to show my body to Kenta and Futoshi.  They were pretty drunk, so they might not remember, but anyway, I'd feel really weird the next time I saw them if they'd seen me naked.  They were both trying to act so innocent, but I could feel them willing me to lose.

"No, that's OK.  I'll wait till next time.  Fold."  I set my cards down, and breathed a sigh of relief.  At least I hadn't had to take anything off yet.  Kenta and Futoshi folded too, so it was just up to Satomi and Ryosuke.  He met her bet, and then they both drew new cards.  Satomi still didn't look happy about her cards.  I couldn't really tell what Ryosuke was thinking.  Satomi "sold" the necklace with the cross that I gave her to the bank, and then put the chip in the center.  I knew Ryosuke had nothing against taking off his clothes, but he thought about it for a while, so I guessed he must not have very good cards.

"OK, I fold," he finally said, and Satomi got the pot.  At least, I had my one chip left.  Ryosuke had to sell a sock just to ante up.

I dealt the next hand.  I got something like a pair, but I wasn't sure if that was good or bad.  Futoshi passed, and Kenta sold one of his socks to open.  He kind of had hair on his toes.  Ryosuke and I are both pretty hairless, so I was a bit surprised.  I'd never really seen Kenta's feet before.  I looked at Ryosuke's clothing chart.  At least my dress and panties were worth a lot, but I wasn't wearing any socks.  My new boots are all furry inside, so I figured I wouldn't need socks, but now I was regretting not having brought some.  I never would have guessed we'd end up playing strip poker.

Ryosuke sold a second sock to stay in, and Satomi had this strange look on her face.  She raised.  I was kind of happy about my pair, but I'd have to sell either my dress or my panties to get enough chips to stay in.  Even with my skirt on, all three boys kept trying to peek up it, so rather than embarrass myself further, I just decided to fold.  Futoshi and Kenta sold their socks to stay in.

They each took their draws.  Kenta had a strained look on his face.  I guess he was starting to sober up, and realizing that he'd have to take off quite a lot of clothes to beat Satomi.  If he just let her win though, none of us would be able to outbid her anymore.

"Can I have a chip for my watch?" Kenta asked.

"Hey, the list doesn't say anything about watches," I protested.  It wasn't so much that I wanted to see Kenta naked, as I didn't want to be the only one who had to strip.

"That's OK.  You girls get your necklaces, so we should get our watches," Ryosuke explained.  Satomi gave him a chip for it, but then it was her turn, and she raised him.  Futoshi folded right away, and then it was back to Kenta.

"Two for a shirt, huh?"  He stood up, took off his shirt and threw it to Satomi.  "I call."  He had an undershirt on, but his arms were pretty muscular.  I'd pictured him being thinner.  Anyway, they both showed their hands, and Kenta won the pot.  Satomi had a few chips left, but none of the rest of us had any.

Next game, I had to sell my choker to ante up, and Futoshi and Ryosuke sold their watches.  Kenta dealt, and I got another low pair.  Unless I get some good cards soon, I'll be spending the rest of the night in my birthday suit.

Kenta and Ryosuke passed, but then Satomi threw the last of her chips in.  Futoshi and I folded, but now that Kenta had all the chips, he wanted to play.  He raised her.  Ryosuke folded, and then Satomi confidently sold her socks to stay in.  The boys oo'd and ah'd about her bare feet.  I couldn't understand what all the fuss was about.  I'd been in my bare feet all along.

They took their draws, and Satomi passed.  We could all tell from the look on her face that Satomi was sure she had the better hand.  The problem was Kenta still had some chips, and she would have to take off her slacks or something just to call.  Kenta threw in all his chips, and even debated taking off his undershirt to get her to back down.  If she did fold though, she'd have to strip anyway next time just to ante up, so she decided to go for it.  She's usually so shy.  Even I was surprised when she stood up, and turned her back to us, so she could undo the button on her slacks.

"Don't look," she said.  She looked back out of the corner of her eye, and I wondered if she was checking Futoshi's reaction.  I'm pretty sure she likes him, and the cocktails she'd drunk earlier were giving her just enough courage to go through with this.  I felt sorry for her though because Ryosuke and Kenta were getting a free show.  Oh well, this'll make it easier to invite her back to the nude beach, when I go next time.

All three of the boys were drooling as Satomi wiggled out of her tight black slacks while trying not to pull her panties down with them.  Her panties were kind of a white knit cotton with dainty little frills on the waistband and cuffs.  They did slide down a bit, so you could kind of see the top of the crack of her bottom when she bent forward.  The boys started to wolf whistle.  Once she'd got her slacks off, she pulled her panties back up, and quickly sat down.  Her face was bright red, and she was staring at the floor.  The boys were so excited they'd forgotten completely about the game.  Even Ryosuke had a hard-on, and none of us were even naked yet.  I hope this doesn't get out of hand.

Anyway, eventually, they settled down enough to take a look at her cards.  Satomi had a three of a kind or something, so she won, and ended up with all the chips.  The rest of us had none at all.  I was in the worst situation, because I'd either have to sell my dress, and sit there topless, or sell my panties.  Ryosuke and Futoshi sold their shirts, and Kenta, his pants.  He was wearing boxer shorts underneath, so he didn't look so strange.  He had hair on his calves too, but not above his knees.  When they were done, they all started staring at me.  I just kneeled there quietly not having the nerve to move.

"C'mon Emi.  You've got to ante up."

My heart was pounding, but anyway, I slid my legs under the table as far as they would go, and reach into my skirt for my panties.

"No, no.  You've got to stand up," Ryosuke said matter-of-factly.

"Why?"

"It's a rule.  Everyone else did."

"I want to see this international rule book."

"C'mon Emi.  Don't be silly.  You're holding up the game."

I gulped, and slowly stood up.  This was definitely one of the shortest skirts I have, and there were the openings where the laces were, running down both sides of the dress.  I turned my back to the group the way Satomi had done, and smoothed my skirt down.  I was so nervous I was shaking.  I wouldn't have minded at all if it was just Ryosuke, but I felt so strange doing this in front of Futoshi and Kenta.  I hope they're too drunk to remember this in the morning.

I grabbed the panties by the seat, and pulled them down until they fell to my ankles.  I felt the air rush in, tickling me on my bare behind and between my legs.  I was starting to get more and more excited.  In this short dress, I couldn't very well bend over to pick my panties up, so I just carefully pulled my feet out of them while trying not to let the hem of my dress flip up.  I just left my panties lying there on the carpet, so Satomi reached over, and flicked them onto the pile with the other clothes.  I couldn't bear to look at the others, so I scampered off to the kitchen.

"Emi, where are you going?"  Ryosuke must have thought I was angry, or wanted to quit, but the truth was that I was getting very turned on, and didn't want them all to notice.  I ran some water, and splashed it on my face.  Ryosuke came into the kitchen, and asked in a very soft voice, "Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said, breathing heavily.  The others were all still pretty drunk, so they weren't taking this seriously, but for me this was heady stuff.  I put my hands over my face, and tried to focus.  Ryosuke tugged my skirt up a bit, and I suddenly remembered the time we did it standing up in this same kitchen just as Kenta had moved in here.  I was getting more and more excited to the point that all I could think about was wanting to have sex.  Ryosuke gently touched my buttocks, setting off this wave of pleasure running through my body.

"Hurry up, you guys.  C'mon, let's play.  Emi, you've got nine chips now."

Ryosuke let my skirt fall back down, gave me a gentle kiss, and then went back to the living room.  I took a deep breath, poured myself a juice, and then followed.  Futoshi and Kenta's eyes were glued to the hem of my skirt, but I very carefully set down the drink, and then held the skirt as I kneeled down, and slid my knees back under the table.

"OK, who opens?"

The atmosphere had changed.  Although they hadn't really seen anything, somehow suddenly, the game seemed less important than Satomi's and my state of undress.  Anyway, with the boys all distracted looking at us, maybe I'll be able to win a few games.

I looked at my cards, but I still didn't have any good ones.  Ryosuke, Satomi and I passed, but Futoshi opened.  It was pretty clear that he'd have to strip naked to beat Satomi or me, but he still seemed drunk, so maybe he wasn't thinking straight.  Or maybe he didn't mind stripping down.  He's such a good dancer.  He probably has a very nice body, I thought.  I was pretty sure Satomi liked him too, so I could just fold, and let her strip him.  I didn't have anything anyway, and it was nice to have chips for a change.

Kenta and Ryosuke folded, and Satomi raised.  I folded, and Futoshi took off his pants to call.  He had quite a bulge in his undershorts as he sat down next to me.  Satomi and I were both sitting close to the table, so he couldn't really see anything, but I guess just the thought of me sitting there with no panties on was enough to get him hard.

Satomi and Futoshi both took their draws, and Futoshi passed.  Satomi opened with eight (!) chips meaning that Futoshi would have to get naked to call.  He looked at her hard, but she just stuck out her tongue playfully at him.  She looked pretty happy to be in this situation.  Not wanting to strip, Futoshi decided to fold.

Ryosuke dealt again, and I got yet another low pair.  Everyone had chips, so we could all ante.  Satomi and I passed, and then Futoshi sat there for a long time.  He obviously had another winning hand, but knew that Satomi had enough chips that she could force him to fold again.  The way things were going he was going to get stripped anyway.  Only Ryosuke had fewer chips, and Ryosuke still had his pants on.  Eventually, Futoshi passed, and the hand got passed out.

We all had to ante up again for the next deal, so Ryosuke took off his pants.  He had on this pair of boxer shorts that really look like something a boxer would wear.  They're kind of sparkly and red, and it says Spalding or something like that on the waistband.  I think he wears them just to make me laugh.  Satomi didn't look at Ryosuke, even though she'd watched while Kenta and Futoshi took off their pants.  I think she was trying not to offend me, though I don't think I would have minded much.  I kind of wish she would be less uptight about this kind of thing.  He wasn't even naked yet, for heaven's sake!

We got our cards, and this time no one had anything, so it got passed out again.  This meant Futoshi had to sell his undershirt to ante up for the next game.  He doesn't have any hair on his chest, but he had the cutest nipples I've ever seen on a guy, kind of a pinkish color, almost as cute as mine!

The three guys all passed, and then Satomi opened trying to tempt someone into going against her.  I had another low pair, so I just folded, and the guys followed suit.  Satomi now had 40 chips!  Futoshi dealt the next one, and Satomi and I kept watching him sitting there in his shorts, and wondering what he would look like naked.  The boys had been really keen on the game at first, but now they looked a little uncomfortable as they sat there in their undies.  Some poker hustlers they turned out to be!

I asked,

"What happens if you're already naked, and you lose again?"

Everyone looked at Futoshi who would probably soon be in that situation.

"How about the loser has to kiss the winner?" he said trying to sound innocent.

"No way!" Satomi cried out.  We all looked at her because it was kind of clear who would be kissing whom.  "I mean... like, kissing, that's not..."  She was so embarrassed she didn't finish her sentence, but Ryosuke agreed.

"OK, no kissing.  But what then?"

I immediately got an idea.

"They have to go out on the balcony or into the hall."

Futoshi's eyes widened in horror.  I was surprised that he didn't object, but clearly he was thinking through how to win some chips back.  Ryosuke's eyes were flashing.

"Or how about they have to streak through the courtyard out in front?"  Ryosuke got up, and went to the balcony to look down.  "It's pretty late.  Probably no one will be up, and watching."  The boys looked at Satomi.  With 40 chips, she didn't have anything to worry about.

"I guess," she agreed.  I couldn't believe it.  This was great!  Whoever it was, they'd be doing the exact same thing that Ryosuke and I were always doing.  It would make things so much easier to have someone else who knows how it feels.  Maybe we could all go down to the nude beach together.  That would be so amazing!

We picked up our cards, and this hand got passed out too.  Kenta had to give up his undershirt too, and then deal.  He's a bit stockier than Futoshi and more masculine, but he had a fairly nice chest.  Satomi seemed to blush even more than when she'd seen Futoshi's chest.

Ryosuke and Satomi passed, and I finally got to open.  I had a pair of queens.  I wasn't sure how Satomi would react if I tried to win one, but I cautiously put out a chip.  Futoshi agonized for a long time, and then folded.  He was down to his last chip and his undershorts.  Kenta decided to try, and matched my one.  Ryosuke folded, and we all waited for Satomi to react.  She looked over at me, and then just played a single chip.  Both Kenta and I breathed a sigh of relief.  I didn't get anything on the draw, so I still had just my pair of queens.  I passed.  Kenta bet another chip, his second last.  If Satomi raised, both Kenta and I would have to strip to call.  What was I thinking?  I never should have bet at all.  In the end, she just matched his one.  I matched them to call hoping that they didn't have much.  Kenta immediately flipped over three of a kind, beating my and Satomi's pairs.  He got a whole bunch of chips.  Now he was safe.

Ryosuke took off his undershirt, and dealt.  Futoshi and I anted our last chips.  Next round, we would both be stripped.  If I ended up having to streak the courtyard, that would be no good at all.  I wanted someone else to do it to see how it feels.  Why had I bet last round?  What would happen if both Futoshi and I both lost?  Would we have to streak together?  At least, that would be better than me having to streak alone.

My cards were no good again, and the hand got passed out.  Futoshi and I looked at each other because we both had to strip naked.  Suddenly I realized that he was going to get nine chips for his underpants, but I only got six for my dress.  Oh no!  I'm going to lose for sure now.  We both just sat there glumly for a while.  I didn't want to be the first to strip, but at least I would have company this far.  Finally, Futoshi stood up.  He rather unceremoniously yanked down his shorts, and then sat back down.  His peter was long and thin and little bit more of a darker color than Ryosuke's.  I didn't get as excited as I thought I would when I saw it, but he did kind of remind me of Ryosuke the way it was sticking out like that.  He lifted his legs up to hide it, and looked really uncomfortable.

I got up next, and walked over to the big sliding glass door that led out to the balcony.  I didn't think I could look them in the eye as I stripped, so I stood there with my back to them.  I could see the lamps in the courtyard, and wondered if I might not be down there soon.  I crossed my arms in front of me, and slowly lifted the dress up over my bottom and back, past my breasts and over my head.  A shiver ran up my spine as I felt all their eyes on my naked body poring over every bump and curve.  I was breathing really deeply, but trying to stay calm.  I arched my back, and stuck out my breasts to try to look as sexy as possible.  I held the dress in front of me for a moment, then threw it on the pile, came back to the table, and sat down.

There was this tense electricity in the air, as all of them kept looking at me in disbelief.  Futoshi and Kenta's eyes were so wide they looked like they were going to pop right out of their heads.  I bent my legs in front of me, and did my best to cover my breasts and pubic hair with my arms, but Futoshi was sitting right next to me, and his eyes had started to glaze over.  I thought he was going to... well you know, like, lose his self-control or whatever, but he didn't.

Futoshi finally dealt while trying to hide his penis between his legs.  I got 2 pair!  I was so happy, I almost jumped for joy, but then I remembered that I had to keep my breasts covered.  I caught Futoshi staring at my backside, but there wasn't really anything I could do about it.

"Let's hurry up, and play!  I'm getting cold," I told them, all excited.

They all just looked at me, the boys with this lecherous look in their eyes.  It was pretty clear what they were imagining.  Finally, they tore their eyes away from me to look at their cards.  Ryosuke opened, and Satomi and I met his bet.  Futoshi folded, and then Kenta called.  I didn't get anything on the draw.  Futoshi, being out, took the opportunity to stare lustfully at my naked body.  I just tried to ignore him, and concentrate on the game.

Ryosuke bet another chip, and then Satomi thought for a while.  I was pretty sure she wanted to help me out, but didn't know how to do it.  She eventually decided to go high meeting Ryosuke's bet and raising a whole bunch.  I only had a few chips left, so I folded.  Kenta went crazy, and met Satomi's bet to call.  Ryosuke folded.  Kenta's hand beat Satomi's, and he won a whole bunch of chips.  Although he was down to his shorts, he now had more chips than Satomi.

I shifted my position uneasily, and the boys eyes instantly darting looking for an opening in my guard.  Next hand I didn't get anything.  We all anted, and Ryosuke used his last chip to open.  Satomi and Kenta who both had lots of chips called, while Futoshi and I, both sitting there stark naked, folded.  Ryosuke liked his hand so much he sold his shorts to open.  He pulled his shorts down with no hesitation, and then started posing like a body-builder as a joke.  Everyone else was too self-conscious about his nudity to laugh, but I thought it was kind of funny.

Satomi still had lots of chips, so she met Ryosuke and raised just enough to tempt him to bet it all.  Kenta raised even more, so Ryosuke would have to fold.  This would take all of Satomi's chips although she still had on her halter-top and underwear.  Satomi thought about it for a long time.  Kenta surely must be bluffing.  She tossed in the last of her chips, and called.  Luckily, her hand just beat out his.  I felt better with her in the lead, but Kenta still had a lot of chips not to mention his shorts.  I was still in very serious trouble with only a couple chips left.  I got up, and went to the bathroom, while they dealt.

It felt so strange to be walking around Kenta's apartment in the nude.  The cool air swirls all around your body, and my breasts had become so sensitive to the slightest touch.  To try to calm down, I got into the shower, and stood under the running water for a moment, but when I got back out of the tub, I still felt unsatisfied.  I was so wound up I wanted to have sex right then and there.  Still, I couldn't very well just call Ryosuke into the bathroom while the others waited.  I was pretty close to the edge though.  It would only take a little bit to push me over.  I'd given up on the game.  Perhaps it would be fun to go down, and streak the courtyard.

I came back out covering my breasts and pussy, and quickly went over to sit back down.  The guys were all watching me, maybe wondering why my hair was all wet.  I have to admit though that it felt good to be able to be nude in front of them like this.  I looked at Futoshi, but he immediately turned away embarrassed.  I realized that he was probably thinking about what it would be like to sleep with me.  He's not my type really, but I hadn't realized that he thought about me in that way.

Kenta seemed more into winning to build up his ego, than ogling Satomi or I.  This annoyed me, so I got up on my knees, and reached across the table to grab Ryosuke's glass.  I let my breasts bounce around a bit, and this got a reaction out of Kenta.  He straightened up as his hard-on pushed up through his underpants.  When I sat back down, I realized Futoshi had been staring at my upturned rear.  His face was contorted into the weirdest look, and he was breathing really heavily, the way Ryosuke does when we have sex.

Ryosuke pointed to the cards he'd dealt me.  I had a pair, decided to get this over with, and opened one.  Futoshi folded, and then Satomi said, "Don't call, Kenta."

"What?"

"Let her win."

He didn't listen though, and raised.  Ryosuke folded.  I only had one chip left, so it looked like it was all over, but then Satomi said, "Here Emi.  I'll lend you twenty."

"Hey, that's not fair!  You can't lend her chips!" Kenta yelled in serious anger.  I guess he must have wanted to watch me streak the courtyard.  That's reassuring in a way.  He usually acts so cool.

"Why not?  You'll give them right back now, Emi, won't you?"

I looked down at my two aces, and nodded.  Ryosuke and Futoshi didn't say anything, so Satomi handed me twenty of her chips, and folded.  Now I had more than Kenta.  I called.  He drew, but when I bet one, he folded.  I took in the pot, gave Satomi her twenty back, and still had a lot of chips left for myself.  We all looked at Futoshi who would now have to streak through the courtyard.

"Oh c'mon guys, you weren't serious, were you?"

"Lovely night for a stroll," Ryosuke said pulling his pants back on.  Satomi and Kenta hurriedly got dressed too.  They were getting tired, and wanted to get this over with.  Ryosuke threw me my dress, but I didn't put it on right away.  I was too turned on to think of getting dressed.  Once they were dressed, Ryosuke and Kenta picked up Futoshi who was desperately hiding his wiener, and dragged him out the door.  Satomi looked over at me.

"Aren't you going to get dressed?"

"No, I'm OK.  Thanks," I replied calmly now that the boys were gone.  I looked at her seriously.  "Maybe you should have played that differently."

"What do you mean?"

"You should have lost on purpose."

"What?  Are you crazy?"

"No, I mean it.  Did you see the way Futoshi was looking at me?  That could have been you, you know."

She laughed, but then looked away embarrassed.

"I don't know how you do it, Emi."

"What?"

"Act like you're so calm.  I... I... would just be so embarrassed."

"You think I don't feel embarrassed.  Of course I am, but you only live once, Satomi.  You don't know what you're missing."

We could hear the boys downstairs by now.  I got a towel from the bathroom, and wrapped it around me, and we went outside to watch Futoshi.  I don't think I've ever seen anyone run so fast.  They came back up, and Futoshi quickly got dressed.  Satomi and I went into the bedroom, but I couldn't fall asleep.  I waited till it was all quiet, and then went out into the main room.  It was dark, but I found Ryosuke lying on the carpet.  When I came close, he opened his eyes.

"Where shall we do it?" I whispered.

He reached under my towel, and started playing with my pussy.  I was soaking wet.

"Why not here?"

"Are they asleep?"

"I don't know," he answered pulling my towel off.  "They've already seen you naked."

I got on top of him, and kissed his lips, while he massaged my breasts and pussy from below.  I pulled away, and turned to open his fly while straddling his face with my legs.  He started licking my pussy, and I couldn't keep from moaning.  I tried to keep my voice down, but it felt so good to finally feel his tongue swirling around on me.  When I pulled back his undershorts, his penis popped out at full attention.  I wrapped my lips around it, and stroked it up and down, but it didn't take much for us both to be ready.

Ryosuke pulled his bag over, and fished out a condom.  I put it on the tip with my hands, and then used my mouth to push it all the way down.  He started gasping for breath.  I pulled his pants down more, and then got up, and turned around, so I could slide down onto him with the full weight of my body.  I squealed loudly as it slid in.  The boys didn't move, but suddenly, the bedroom door opened.

With Ryosuke still inside me, I lay down quickly trying to become invisible.  Asuna of course knew that Ryosuke (her cousin, by the way) and I were going out, but she'd missed out on all the strip poker, and definitely might freak out if she found the two of us shagging like minxes in the middle of Kenta's apartment.  I could see her eyes shining in the dark, but I couldn't tell if she could see my naked back and rear.  Tension filled the air as both Ryosuke and I tried not to breathe.

Finally she went into the washroom.  I sat up again.

"Now what do we do?"  Not waiting for him to answering, I started gently rocking up and down on his penis.

"Stop that.  You're going to..."  His hips were moving too, and his penis had become rock hard.  I decided to go for it, and started shagging away for all I was worth.  I was beginning to feel pretty close to the edge, when the bathroom door opened again.  I couldn't stop, and both of us came one right after the other.  I couldn't tell how much Asuna saw in the dim light.  I lay down, and let Ryosuke's penis flop out of me.  When I finally turned to look, Asuna wasn't there anymore.  The next morning, she was pretty quiet.  I felt pretty bad about it.  Really we shouldn't have been fucking right there in front of them all.  It must have been quite a shock to her.  I swear next time I'm going to try to stop.

Anyway, that's all for now.  See you next time.

Emi Tsuruta
My stories:
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta
