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Strip Poker (poker, stripping)



Strip poker is always a lot of fun ... but the recent no limit poker fad

has me thinking, what about no limit strip poker?  A working knowledge of

no limit Texas hold'em (from the Celebrity Poker Tour or the World Series

of Poker) is assumed.

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Note: The hands in this story are all real; none of the results were 
altered to "improve" the story.


The sounds of shuffling cards filled the room as everyone settled down
on the floor.  "Ok guys, we're going to try something new this week."
Jen was explaining the rules for the benefit of Amy and Deb's
boyfriends, Ben and Chuck.  "Everyone starts out with 5 chips.  If you
run out, you can bet with items of clothing, worth 5 chips each.  If
you win, you can keep it on; if you lose, it comes off.  If you have
more than 15 chips, you must buy back pieces of clothing for 10 chips
each.  And this week, we're going to play no limit.  So if you think
you've got the best hand, you can bet everything you're wearing.  But
if you lose, you'll end up naked.  Okay?"  When everyone nodded, she
continued, "Guys will play with their shirts, socks, pants, and
underwear, while the girls will play with their tops, bottoms, bras,
and panties."  Deb smiled innocently, "What if I'm not wearing a bra?"
Jen stared at her.  "Then I suppose you can play with your socks too."

Amy finished shuffling and started dealing, while Ben and Chuck put
their blinds into the pot.  Deb folded her J-9, and Jen and Kim
quickly followed suit.  "Everyone too nervous to play the first hand?"
asked Amy, trying to see if she could get a reaction.  She wanted to
bluff, in her position, but, being a rather conservative player, she
just couldn't bring herself to do it with a 4-9, so she folded.  Ben,
already in for one, decided a J-9 with only one other person was worth
another chip, and tossed it into the pot.  Chuck, with a 5-8 suited,
was happy he could stay in for free.  "I'm not going to raise unless
it's against a girl," he said, smiling and winking at Ben.  "Better
not try teaming up," Amy responded, as she laid out the flop.  "After
all, there are four of us, and two of you!"

Two sixes and a king, with one club; no good for either except for the
long shot flush draw for Chuck.  Ben checked, and Chuck quickly
checked as well.  Next card was the 8 of spades, giving Chuck sixes
and eights.  When Ben checked again, Chuck cautiously bet 2, trying to
feel Ben out, but Ben quickly folded.  "You win the first hand," he
said, as Chuck collected his chips from the pot.

[Amy: 5, Ben: 3, Chuck: 7, Deb: 5, Jen: 5, Kim: 5]

Ben dealt next, and Chuck and Deb tossed in their blinds.  Jen and Kim
folded again, and Amy looked down at a K-5.  Better, but still not
good enough, she thought as she tossed it.  She was planning on being
patient, instead of naked.  "You and me again?" asked Ben.  "Didn't
work out so well for you last time," Chuck responded.  "And we haven't
heard from Deb yet."  "I have a feeling this will go better," Ben
said, tossing his last three chips into the pot with the A-5 of
hearts.  "We'll see," said Chuck, calling with the A-4 of spades.  Deb
briefly considered playing her K-3, since she already had two chips in
the pot, but decided to wait for a better hand in a better position.
"Any time you girls want to play, let us know," smirked Chuck, as Jen
stuck her tongue out at him.

Ben laid out A-9-6, one spade on the table.  Chuck, happy with the
pair of aces, tossed in his last four chips.  "Gonna cost you your
shoes to see what I got."  Ben, liked his pair of aces, too, but was
smart enough to know that Chuck likely had at least an ace too, and
probably a better kicker.  After thinking a while, he decided to get
out before it got expensive.  "I'm on a roll!"  Chuck chortled.  "Get
them naked, not me!" whined Ben.

[Amy: 5, Ben: 0, Chuck: 12, Deb: 3, Jen: 5, Kim: 5]

It was Deb and Jen's turn to put in the blinds, as Chuck dealt.  Kim
was up first, and thought for a second or two before calling.  Amy
folded her K-9, Ben folded his A-8, and Chuck folded his J-2.  Deb had
the Q-5 of hearts, and only needed one more chip, so she tossed it in,
while Jen quickly checked.  "The girls decided to play, I see,"
observed Ben.  "And it's a threesome!" quipped Chuck, as he dealt out
2-6-10, one heart, one club.  Deb checked, as did Jen and Kim, and the
9 of clubs was next, and Deb checked again.  "Three," said Jen,
tossing all her chips into the pot.  Kim thought for a long, long time
and then finally called, which used up the rest of her chips.  Deb
folded, and both Jen and Kim now had all their chips in the pot.
"We've both got blinds next round, so things are about to get
interesting," she giggled.

Chuck laid down the ace of spades on the table, and it was Jen's turn
again.  "My shirt for 5," Jen said, looking Kim straight in the eyes.
Kim tried to look calm, but she was fidgetting a bit.  Calling would
cost her an item of clothing, too.  "I call," she finally said,
showing her pair of queens.  "I hope you have a flush draw and not an
ace."  An evil smile crossed Jen's face.  "How about both?" she
snickered, as she showed the ace and eight of clubs.  "Woohoo, finally
some action!" cheered Ben, as Amy slapped him.  "Ok, Kim, two pieces
of clothing, since you'll need chips for the next round," Jen prodded.

Standing up from the floor, Kim grabbed the bottom of her shirt.
"Might as well just do this quickly and get it over with," she
thought, as she pulled it up over her head, revealing a nice,
conservative black bra holding her smallish breasts against her chest.
Reaching up under her skirt, she pulled off the matching panties,
putting them in a pile beside her before she sat back down again.
"Ok, that's two items.  Now it's my turn to win," she complained,
suddenly aware of how difficult it was to be the only one in the room
not fully dressed.

[Amy: 5, Ben: 0, Chuck: 12, Deb: 1, Jen: 17, Kim: 5 (two items left)]

Deb dealt next, and Jen and Kim threw in the blinds.  Amy was first,
and was happy to look down at a pair of jacks.  "Five," she said,
tossing all her chips into the pot.  Ben had A-K, but no chips.
"T-shirts and shoes, that's 10," he said confidently, as the rest of
them stared at him, wondering what he had.  Chuck, Deb, and Jen
quickly folded, as did Kim, though she didn't look happy about it.
Amy wasn't going to miss at least seeing a flop with her pair of
jacks.  "Ok, my sweater to call."

The flop came A-J-7, two clubs, and Amy carefully concealed her
excitement at flopping a set.  "Check," she said, trying not to give
away her good fortune.  Ben, with his pair of aces, was quite happy
too.  "I'll toss in my pants," he said, nonchalantly.  "Mine too,"
replied Amy.  Deb flipped over the three of hearts.  Both knew that
likely didn't change anything, and weren't quite ready to wager
intimate apparel, so they both checked.  Last was the 2 of diamonds,
eliminating the flush possibility.  Amy liked her chances with three
jacks, but wasn't willing to risk showing her tits first, so she
checked.  Ben, knowing he only had five more chips left, wanted to get
Amy's bra into the pot, but didn't want to risk being out of the game
first, and also checked.  "You first," Ben said, eager to see if he
had won or would be nearly naked.  Amy calmly turned over her hand.
"Three jacks."  "Fuck me!" said Ben, tossing his hand into the
discards.  "You'll have to wait till we get home for that," winked
Amy, as she collected her chips.  "I feel much better now," giggled
Kim, as she enjoyed watching Ben strip down to his boxers.

[Amy: 23, Ben: 0 (one item), Chuck: 12, Deb: 1, Jen: 16, Kim: 3 (two items)]

It was Jen's turn to deal now.  Kim and Amy put in the blinds, as Ben
stared down at K-Q.  "What the hell, my boxers, I'm all in," he
proclaimed.  "Someone double me up," he said, wanting them to think he
was bluffing.  Chuck had 10-6 of clubs, but decided to get out of the
way, and soon everyone else had followed his lead.  "Three chips are
better than nothing, I suppose," Ben said as he gathered in his chips.
"At least now I can get through the blinds without getting naked!"

[Amy: 22, Ben: 3 (one item), Chuck: 12, Deb: 1, Jen: 16, Kim: 2 (two items)]

Chuck was up first next round, and tossed his 3-6.  Deb saw the blinds
advancing towards her, but couldn't bring herself to play a 9-10, and
tossed them.  Jen folded, but Kim called.  Amy, with an A-7 was
tempted to stay in for just one chip, but with 21 chips, she could
afford to be patient.  Ben, with a pair of tens, quickly announced he
was all in again.  "That's, uh, one chip, and 5 for my boxers, so six
more to you Kim."  "That leaves me in, but naked, if I lose!"
complained Kim.  "Up to you if you want to call, then," smirked Ben.
"Or you can just let me have the pot again."  Kim looked really
unhappy.  She was unhappy enough about being the only girl not fully
dressed; she really didn't want to be naked before everyone else.
"You bastard, you're making me fold a pair!" she raised her voice, as
she showed her two fives and tossed them away.  "Good, because I had
nothing," Ben lied, tossing his pair into the discards face down.

[Amy: 21, Ben: 6 (one item), Chuck: 12, Deb: 1, Jen: 16, Kim: 0 (two items)]

"If you go all in again I'm calling your ass," fumed Kim, still
unhappy from the last hand.  "Fine with me," Ben chuckled, "because
this time you'll be all in too."  Kim frowned as she looked down at
his chips and noticed he was right.  His boxers and six chips was more
than her bra and skirt.  At least it was a while before the blinds got
back to her.  She'd have a few hands to win some chips before she had
to show anything.  Deb was up first, and had A-7 of spades.  "One chip
and my shoes," she said.  Jen and Kim quickly got our of her way, as
did Amy and Ben.  "Hmm, that's four more for me," said Chuck, as he
looked down on a K-10.  Pretending to be thinking for a while, he
stared at Deb, but when she didn't look the slightest bit nervous, he
tossed his hand.  "Maybe some other time."

[Amy: 21, Ben: 5 (one item), Chuck: 10, Deb: 4, Jen: 16, Kim: 0 (two items)]

Jen was up first, and called.  Kim looked like she really wanted to,
but in the end tossed her hand away.  Amy looked down at K-10 of
spades, and decided to call, and see how things went.  "I'm up for
some three-way action," snickered Ben, tossing in his two.  He had a
pair of fours, and really wanted to raise, but the only meaningful
raise he had at this point was all in.  Chuck only had a K-5, and
wasn't going to get involved, and Deb's 2-7 made her giggle before
throwing it away.  "Ok, guys, here it goes," said Ben as he laid out
J-8-2.  "You're first, Jen."  "Check," she responded.  Amy, not having
hit anything, checked too.  Ben, with just his fours, decided to check
too.  The four of hearts was next.

"Check," said Jen, and Amy checked too.  Ben, with his set, position,
and weak betting was in the driver's seat, but he didn't want to scare
both his victims out of the pot.  "Three," he said, planning to save
his boxers for the last round against whoever stayed in.  Jen watched
him for a while, soon called, taking three chips out of her stack of
fourteen, but Amy tossed her hand away.  The last card was the 7 of
clubs.  Jen checked again, and Ben quickly declared he was betting his
boxers.  "Someone really should call that bastard," Jen frowned.  "If
my hand were just a bit better ..."  Nothing on the board helped her;
she still just had a pair.  "Aw hell.  At least we'll finally get to
see your cards.  I call, two sixes."  "Three fours," responded Ben,
chuckling.  "Let's see, that's 20 chips for me, so I guess I have to
put my pants back on."

[Amy: 19, Ben: 10 (two items), Chuck: 9, Deb: 2, Jen: 6, Kim: 0 (two items)]

Kim was pretty nervous now.  She was up for the big blind next turn,
and four of the players were still fully dressed.  She really hoped
she finally got a decent hand to play, but when she got up the courage
to look at her hand, it was only a Q-5.  She sighed and tossed it
away, knowing she'd be revealing something next round, and hoping
someone lost big so she wouldn't be alone.  Amy's patience had finally
been rewarded, as she looked down at a pair of queens.  "Five," she
said.  Ben had the J-3 of clubs, and now, safely out of immediate
danger, decided to call as well.  Chuck had an A-2, but got out, but
Deb had K-J and called too, risking her shoes.  She was even more
shocked when she heard Jen call behind her, risking her shirt with
three people already in the pot.  "Wow, this is going to be big," she
said.

With 23 chips in the pot already, Chuck laid out 3-4-8, two hearts.
"Deb?" he asked.  "Check," she said, unhappy with the wimpy flop.
"Nine," said Jen aggressively, with top pair and wanting to get rid of
anyone on a flush draw.  "That's my pants, too."  Amy studied Jen
carefully.  With her high pair, she had anything but a set beat.  Did
Jen have a low pair?  Amy knew Jen could be aggressive, but she was
fourth to come in.  She had to have something reasonable, didn't she?
Amy decided her queens were tough to beat, and it wouldn't cost her
any clothes, so she'd call.  Ben had a pair of threes now, but with
two big bets, low pair didn't make him feel too good, so he tossed it,
and Deb, with just two overcards, followed suit.  "41 chips," said
Chuck as he put down the 9 of spades, "that's more than all of two
people's clothing!"  Jen smiled at him as they both checked.  The king
of hearts was next.  Jen was not happy, as Amy obviously had a big
hand, a king could help many of those.  "Check," she said.  "If you
want to see my cards," Amy said as she pushed her last five chips into
the pot, "you're going to have to show your tits."  Amy knew it wasn't
much of a threat --- lots of people had seen Jen's tits.  She had
nice, large Ds, and enjoyed showing them off.  Jen frowned.  Her two
eights weren't all that impressive any more, especially now that Amy
was betting like she was.  "You win," she said, tossing her hand away.

"Let's see," said Ben, as Amy busily started arranging her massive
stack of chips.  "Deb owes her shoes, Kim owes her bra so she has
chips for the big blind, and Jen owes her shirt and pants from the
last hand, and her bra so she can put in the small blind."
"Goddamnit," said Jen, "I forgot about the blind when bet nine.  I
would have bet eight instead."  "Too late now," said Chuck, "let's see
those puppies!"  "Yes, you go first," said Kim, "I've been getting
oggled for quite a while now already."

"Well, if I'm taking this much off, I might as well make it
interesting," she said, standing up and starting to dance around a
little bit.  As she wiggled back and forth, she slowly worked her
shirt up her chest, then up over her head, revealing a black lacy bra
that she was nearly falling out of.  "I had planned to use this to
distract the boys," she said as she pulled the straps down off her
shoulders, "but I guess I'll have to use what's under it instead."  As
she unhooked her bra, her tits bounced free, with her large brown
nipples making it quite obvious she was enjoying herself.  "And wait
until you see what's under here," she said as she unzipped her pants,
and slowly pulled them down to reveal sheer black panties.  "You
slut!"  joked Amy.  "I'm definitely going to have a hard time
concentrating now," chuckled Ben, as Amy slapped him again.

"Ok," said Chuck, "now it's your turn, Kim."  Feeling slightly better,
with Jen all but naked, Kim reached up and removed her bra.  Her B's
couldn't compare to Jen's, but her small pink nipples stood out
against her pale skin.  "Let's see who's next!" said Jen as she
started dealing, obviously enjoying herself.

[Amy: 46, Ben: 5 (two items), Chuck: 9, Deb: 1 (three items), 
 Jen: 4 (one item), Kim: 3 (one item)]

Amy was up first, and tossed her Q-5.  Ben and Chuck had 9-5 and 7-8,
and both also folded.  Deb, with 7-10 of hearts, decided that was good
enough with only the blinds left to bid, and called, risking her
shorts.  Jen tossed in one more to stay in, and Kim checked.  The flop
was K-Q-5, giving Jen two kings.  With only 3 chips and her panties,
she decided to go all in, hoping Deb would call to defend her shorts.
But Kim folded, and so did Deb.  As Deb pulled off her shorts, she
revealed a pink thong.  Ben was glad he had his pants back on, and
could hide his reaction to how sexy Deb looked in just a tanktop and
thong.  Certainly Amy wouldn't be too pleased if she saw what Deb was
doing to him.

[Amy: 46, Ben: 5 (two items), Chuck: 9, Deb: 4 (two items), 
 Jen: 9 (one item), Kim: 3 (one item)]

Ben was up first and called with and A-2, and Chuck called with a 9-10
of diamonds.  Deb folded her 7-8, and Jen folded too.  Kim, down to
only her skirt and two chips after the blind, knew she had to make a
move soon.  But her hand was horrible, and she decided she'd bluff
next round instead.  Amy checked the Q-4, but after the flop came
6-7-K, she decided to fold and let the boys duke it out.  Ben checked,
with nothing, and Chuck checked too to see if he could hit the flush
for free.  Seven of hearts was next, and they both checked again.
Last was the ace of clubs, and Ben bet five.  Having missed his flush,
Chuck quickly folded.

[Amy: 44, Ben: 10 (two items), Chuck: 7, Deb: 4 (two items), 
 Jen: 9 (one item), Kim: 2 (one item)]

Chuck was up first, with a J-Q, and just called.  Deb had A-8, and
called too.  Jen got out, and Kim decided, in perfect position, to
make her move.  "I'm all in, that's a raise of five," she said, trying
her best to look confident and hoping she didn't end up naked because
of this.  Amy quickly tossed her 9-6, but Ben, with A-2 of diamonds,
called, and then Chucked called too.  Against two people who probably
had reasonable hands, Kim didn't like her odds, but there was nothing
more she could do now.  She distracted herself by dealing out the
flop.  "4-6-8," she announced.  At least she had an inside straight
draw to hope for.  "Ben?"  Both boys checked.  "That's not fair," Deb
said, "you two never seem too agressive with each other."  Ben
shrugged.  "You guys are ganging up on us, we need all the help we can
get.  Besides, if I thought I could get chips out of him, I'd go for
it.  Otherwise I'm could to be naked first, and I'd rather see you
girls naked."  The 10 of hearts was next, and they both checked again.
Next was the four of hearts, and Ben bet five.  "You're trying to
steal the pot, aren't you?" Chuck asked, staring right through Ben,
who just shrugged.  But having nothing himself, and needed to start
stripping to be more, he decided in the end to just let Ben have it.

"Hmm," said Ben, "25, that means I have to put my shirt AND shoes back
on!"  "Lucky bastard," muttered Kim, as she slowly stood up.  "Ok,"
said Jen, "Our first loser!  Time for you to get naked!"  Kim blushed
as she undid her skirt, and let it drop to the floor.  She could
almost feel the boy's eyes between her legs, and she was glad her dark
hair still hid her most intimate bits from view.  But she had never
felt so embarrassed in her life.  Losing was one thing, but having to
get naked ... she wished she could enjoy it as much as Jen did, she
thought, as she sat back down.

[Amy: 43, Ben: 5, Chuck: 0, Deb: 4 (two items), Jen: 9 (one item)]

"Three on two, that's more fair," chuckled Ben, as Amy dealt the next
round, and Chuck took off his shoes so he could put in the big blind.
"Someone's gotta take Amy down," he complained.  "Look at that stack!
And we've got to get that back before we see any skin!"  Deb looked
down at a 4-7, and chuckled at her luck as she tossed it.  Jen tossed
her hand too, as Amy looked down and saw she had a pair of aces, with
the two boys yet to bet. "Raise to 5," she said, wanting to see who
would stay in.  Ben went out quick, but Chuck put three more in to
call.  Now that she had him in the pot, she planned to slowly use her
large stack to see how much she could get out of him.  She laid out
the flop in front of her.  "2-2-5.  Chuck?"  "Check," he said, out of
chips.  "Five," said Amy, knowing there was 11 in the pot already.
"Call," he responded calmly, commiting his shirt and pants to the pot.
Amy showed the jack of hearts next.  "All in," Chuck said, shocking
Amy.  What the hell did he have?  A two, giving him three of a kind?
That would beat her two pair, but there were only two twos in the deck
after the two on the board.  He must have a five, she thought, giving
him two pair, twos and fives.  Her second bet had put almost half his
remaining chips in the pot already, so he'd probably go all in with
that.  It certainly was the most likely possibility.  A smile crossed
her face, as she realized her aces and twos would beat his fives and
twos.  "Call," she said, counting out ten more chips and tossing them
into the pot.  With one more card left, everyone leaned forward to see
what they each had and how likely it would be that Chuck would be out
next.  "Aces, giving me aces and twos," Amy said, showing her hand as
everybody groaned.  "Lucky bitch," muttered Jen.  But Chuck just
quietly turned over his hand and let them stare.  "Full house, fives
over twos."  In shock, Amy realized he was ahead.  She needed an ace
or a two, so she'd have a better full house than his.  And there were
only two of each left in the deck.  Nervously, she lifted the next
card off the top of the deck and looked at it.  It was a seven.
"Fuck!"  she said, as she threw it down in front of her.  "Don't be a
poor sport," Deb said, "it isn't like you have to take anything off."
Amy was still upset, though, since she had been so sure she would win
this hand, and have a commanding lead with only four people left in
the game.  She still did have 23 chips left, though, and all her
clothes.  Chuck, even after collecting his winnings and putting his
shoes back on, still only had 16.  She could still win, easily.

[Amy: 23, Ben: 4, Chuck: 16, Deb: 4 (two items), Jen: 9 (one item)]

Jen was up first, with a Q-6 of clubs, and only 9 chips and her
panties.  "Fuck it.  All in," she said.  Amy folded a 6-8, and Ben,
with K-J, was left with an interesting decision.  Finally, after
thinking for a while, he decided he didn't want to pass up the chance
to possibly get Jen naked, and called, putting in his shoes and shirt.
Behind him, Chuck also called.  "Damn," said Ben.  "If I knew you were
going to do that, I'd have folded."  Chuck grinned.  "If I'd known
THAT, I'd have raised!"  Deb tossed her hand, and Ben laid out the
flop, A-3-9, no clubs.  "Did that make your hand any better?" Chuck
teased, as Ben checked.  "Uh, seven, that's my shoes too," responded
Chuck.  Ben, knowing he'd been caught giving away too much information
about his hand, and unable to call without getting naked, folded.
When Chuck showed his pair of eights, Ben's heart fell even further,
knowing that he had had a decent chance of beating Chuck.  Seeing
Jen's hand lifted his spirits, however, as she needed a queen to avoid
losing.  As he pulled the two of hearts off the top of the deck, his
mood improved visibly.  Anxious to know the result, he turned over the
next card, the four of clubs.  "Looks like Jen's getting naked!" he
exclaimed.

"Well, all right ... if you insist," said Jen, winking at him.  "But
Ben has to take off his shirt and shoes first."  Ben had them off
almost before anyone could even blink.  Jen rolled onto her back, and
hooked her thumbs into the side of her panties, slowly working them
down until the very top of a thin, blonde line of hair was peaking out
of the tops.  Lifting her legs high up into the air, she deftly
swiveled herself around until her ass was pointed straight at Ben.
"Careful," said Amy, "that's my boyfriend you're teasing."  "I can't
help it if he wants to see ... this," she said, as she very slowly
slid her panties up into the air along her long, smooth legs, then
pulled her knees up against her chest so he could get a nice view of
her pussy nestled between her thighs.  "No need to spread yourself
open like a whore," Amy taunted.  "That's not spreading myself open
like a whore," Jen purred, as she reached down between her legs and
opened herself up.  "THIS is."  Amy turned bright red and shut up.

[Amy: 21, Ben: 0 (two items), Chuck: 46, Deb: 1 (two items)]

"Only four left," said Chuck as he dealt out the next round.  Ben was
first, but with only his pants and underwear, he decided not to play a
J-6, despite their only being four people left, and the blinds coming
to him next.  Chuck raised to four, and Deb, with A-4, called, while
Amy folded K-7.  The flop was 2-5-6, giving Deb an inside straight
draw.  It wasn't much, and she realized she was in for her shirt
already, with only 8 more chips if she lost.  "All in," she said,
deciding to bluff.  "Call," Chuck quickly responded, flipping his A-K
face up.  "Shit," she said, "why can't I have luck like that?"  The
next two cards were an eight and a six, neither of which could save
her.  "Well, here goes nothing," Deb said as she pulled her tank top
up over her head, revealing her perky B's.  Standing up, she let her
thong drop to the floor.  "You're shaved completely bare!"  exclaimed
Amy.  "I did it for Chuck's birthday last year and he liked it," Deb
blushed.  "Come on guys, let's get this game over with."

[Amy: 21, Ben: 0 (two items), Chuck: 59]

"This is no fair, now it's two against one!" Amy protested.  "Don't
worry, I know how to distract the boys," Jen said, as she crawled
towards Kim, who looked like a deer caught in the headlights.  Before
Kim could react, Jen had one of her nipples in her mouth and was
sucking on it.  Kim had Jen's head in both hands, but didn't seem to
be doing a very effective job at getting her to stop.  "Come on,
Chuck, play," chided Deb.  Chuck quickly looked at his hand, and
raised to 10.  Amy had a K-6 of hearts, and knew Chuck was probably
just trying to push them around with his big lead, so she raised to
20.  Ben tried hard to look at his girlfriend, but he couldn't avoid
seeing Jen and Kim behind her.  He saw Jen whisper something into
Kim's ear, and then Kim's hand tenatively move up towards Jen's tits.
Trying hard to think, he looked down at his cards.  Amy was very
surprised when Ben called, putting him all in.  As Amy's attention
turned to Chuck, Ben snuck a few peeks over at the action behind her.
Jen had managed to get her hand between Kim's legs, and was playing
with her as Kim explored Jen's large tits.  "Oh, god," Kim moaned, as
she felt one of Jen's finger slide up into her.  "You're holding up
the game, Chuck," Deb reminded him.  Chuck took a long, hard look at
the bets, and finally folded, and Amy breathed a sigh of relief.  She
could lose at most 10 to Ben, as that was all he had.  She was less
excited when he turned over a pair of tens.  Chuck laid out the flop,
K-8-6, putting Amy in the lead with a pair of kings.  The two of
spades was next, though neither Ben nor Chuck was having an easy time
paying attention, with Kim moaning loudly in the background, her
shyness log ago overcome as Jen penetrated her hard and fast, pumping
two fingers in and out of her as she rolled one of Kim's nipples
between the fingers of her other hand.  As the nine of diamonds, was
turned over, confirming that Ben was out, Kim screamed and bucked,
unable to hold out any longer and coming in Jen's arms.

"Did that help?" Jen asked as she held Kim against her as Kim tried to
catch her breath.  "Uh, sort of," Amy responded, not quite sure how to
respond.  When Ben stripped, it was quite obvious to everyone that he
had enjoyed Jen and Kim's performance.  Amy gave him an annoyed look,
but she supposed she couldn't really blame him after that.

[Amy: 31, Chuck: 59]

Amy dealt next, so Chuck went first, betting 10 again.  Amy looked
down at K-J of hearts, a very strong hand with only two people left.
"Twenty," she raised, and Chuck quickly called.  The flop was A-Q-6,
two hearts, giving her a straight draw and a flush draw.  After Chuck
checked, she bet ten, and was surprised to see Chuck call again.  She
only had one chip left before she had to resort to risking clothes.
She was relieved when the 8 of hearts came off next, giving her her
flush.  Chuck checked again, but when she bet 10 risking her sweater
and pants, he bet twenty-one, which would put her all in.  She took a
long hard look at him.  A check-raise?  What could he possibly have
that could beat a flush?  With no pair on the board, a full house and
four of a kind were both out.  At best, he could have a draw at a
better hand than hers.  Confident she almost couldn't lose, she
called, and turned up her hand.  "Shit," Chuck confided, showing his
pair of queens, to make three queens.  "I was so happy with having
such a strong hand that I missed the flush possibility," Chuck
complained, as the Amy turned over the ten of diamonds confirming that
he had lost.

[Amy: 82, Chuck: 8]

Amy had a K-3 next, and bet 5 and Chuck called.  The flop came 3-7-4,
giving her a pair of threes, so she bet another 10, and Chuck called
again.  Next was the jack of diamonds, and now she checked, to see
what Chuck would do.  As Deb rubbed up against him, Chuck took another
peak at his hand, and said he was all in.  With only 13 more chips to
go, Amy almost had to call, although she didn't really want to see
what Chuck had.  As she called, Chuck turned up an A-J, and won when
the six of clubs came off next.

[Amy: 54, Chuck: 36]

Still in good shape, Amy wasn't too worried.  "Ok, Deb, there's a
problem you need to help me with so I can concentrate," Chuck said.
Deb just laughed, but Chuck grabbed her by the hair.  Amy wanted to
stop him, but she could tell by the look on Deb's face that she
didn't.  She struggled, but only because she knew she had no chance of
stopping him as his strong arm forced her head downwards towards his
crotch.  Amy couldn't help but watch as he discretely slipped himself
out of his pants, and she saw Deb's head start bobbing up and down.
"Five," said Chuck, after looking at his cards.  Now it was her turn
having a hard time concentrating.  Looking down at a J-4 of spades,
she called.  The flop was K-8-7, two spades, giving her a flush draw.
Chuck checked, and she tried hard to concentrate, but the slurping
sounds coming from in front of her were hard to ignore.  "Ten," said
Amy, trying to figure out if Chuck really had a hand or not.  "Raise
to thirty," he responded.  Amy tried to think.  He had a hand, but she
had a fifty-fifty shot at another flush.  "All in," she said, trying
to look brave.  She nearly lost her composure as Chuck stared deep
into her eyes, and then forced Deb's head all the way down on his
cock.  It shocked her that Deb wasn't even resisting, and she wanted
to be anywhere but there as Chuck stared at her, absent-mindedly
pumping Deb's head up and down.  She pulled back slightly, trying to
avoid imagining Deb's throat wrapped around Chuck's hard dick, right
in front of her.  As she broke away from his gaze, she heard Chuck
call her bet.  Drawn back to the game, she turned over her two spades,
as Chuck showed the K-4 of hearts, giving him two kings.  He was
ahead, but she had good chances, and she silently prayed for spades.
Next, though, was the 9 of hearts.  Not only did it cut her chance at
a flush in half, but now he had a flush draw too.  But neither was to
be, as the last card turned out to be the queen of diamonds.  She saw
Chuck stiffen, and she could tell by the look on his face that Deb had
accomplished her mission.

"Let's see," he said after adjusting himself and redoing his pants.
"Thirty six plus twenty for my clothes means you owe me fifty six!"
Giving Deb a kiss on the cheek, he said, "See?  I can think much
clearer now."  Deb blushed and grinned.  Amy counted up the chips in
front of her, and realized she only had fifty four.  It's ok, she
thought, I've showed more on the beach, as she pulled her sweater up
over her head, revealing her nice, medium sized breasts covered only
by a conservative white bra.

[Amy: 3 (three items), Chuck: 92]

The next two hands, Amy had a 4-2 and a 9-6, and quickly folded,
losing her last 3 chips to the blinds.  Next, though, was an A-K.  She
quickly went all in, and Chuck called, eager for the chance to finish
her off.  He only had a pair of eights, though, and a king came up on
the flop, and she won the hand.  Amy had won 15, though she had to pay
10 to put her sweater back on, in her mind, it was well worth it.

[Amy: 5, Chuck: 80]

Chuck quickly bet 10 then next hand, and Amy looked down at a pair of
fives.  This far down, she knew she had still had to make a move, and
all she really had to fear was a higher pair.  One more big hand, and
she'd be right back in the game.  She really didn't want to risk all
her clothes again, but she knew if she didn't she would just slowly
lose.  "All in," she said, and Chuck flipped over his cards, showing
that this time it was his turn to have the A-K.  "No problem," she
told herself, "I just have to avoid dealing an ace or a king in the
next five cards."  When she dealt out the first three, 4-9-10, she was
relieved.  Next was a seven, and then another seven.  With another 25
chips in her stack, she was finally starting to feel comfortable
again.

[Amy 30, Chuck: 55]

Up first this time, Amy looked down at a K-6.  Not a wonderful hand,
but with only two people left, she knew she couldn't be too picky.
She bet 5, just to test and see what Chuck had, and chuck calmly
called.  The flop came 3-A-9, and the ace worried her, but Chuck had
been aggressive lately and was surprisingly passive now; she didn't
think he had an ace.  She bet 10, still a fairly low bet, hoping he'd
raise and let her know if she should bail out now.  He thought for a
minute, and just called again.  Next was the 6 of clubs, and she knew
she already had one third of her chips in the pot.  She wasn't
horribly comfortable with just a pair of sixes; now that she had a bit
of a cushion she didn't quite want all her chips in on a mediocre
hand.  She checked, but when she saw Chuck smile, she knew she might
have made a mistake.  "Not willing to risk any more on this hand, eh?"
He studied her carefully.  "Twenty ... six," he said, pushing in five
stacks of five and then tossing in one extra on top.  She didn't
realize what he was doing until she looked down at her own stack.
"You asshole!"  she complained, as she noticed the last chip was just
enough to make her have to risk her bra to stay in.  She closed her
eyes and took a deep breath.  She thought she had the best hand, but
she wasn't sure.  She had risked everything she was wearing earlier,
but it had been easier when she was sure she'd win or had no choice.
Now she could get out of this hand and still have 15 chips left to
play a better one, or risk it and maybe end up topless.  She tried to
look at Chuck, trying to get any clue about what she should do, but
she was to overwhelmed with her own feelings to think clearly.  In the
end, she just couldn't give in when she thought she was ahead.  "I
call," she heard herself say, and looked down as Chuck flipped over a
Q-4.  "Good call," he smiled.  There was only one more card left, and
Amy was very relieved her sixes were in fact in front, as she had
hoped.  Her heart sank when she saw Chuck turn over the queen of
hearts.

For the second time that night, she found herself nervously removing
her sweater, and this time also having to wiggle out of her tight
jeans.  She looked around and saw Jen, Deb and Kim, also all quite
naked, but they had been naked long enough to have gotten used to it.
She had been fully clothed almost the entire game and hadn't even been
thinking about losing.  Carefully, she undid her bra, then covered
herself with one arm as she slipped her bra off, then pulled her knees
up against her chest and curled into a ball.  A bit embarassed, she
tried to defend herself.  "Nobody said I couldn't sit any way I
chose."  "That's true," responded Chuck, "but it IS your turn to
shuffle and deal."  She tried carefully to keep herself covered while
shuffling the cards and then dealing them out, but Chuck noticed it
just took her longer, and made the occasional peeks he got at
different parts of her tits even more arousing.

[Amy: 4 (one item), Chuck: 96]

Chuck went first and just called this time, as Amy carefully peeked
at her cards and found a J-9.  Good enough, she thought, knowing
she would have to get lucky on the next hand or two to get back
in the game.  She laid out 9-8-4 as the flop, and was happy to see
she had a pair of nines.  When Chuck checked, she checked too, trying
to maximize the amount of information she had before deciding if she
would make her stand here.  The two of hearts was next, unlikely to
help Chuck.  When he checked again, she quickly went all in again,
and was relieved when Chuck called.  If he'd folded, she win, but not
enough to make a difference.  Now, he was in for 9, which was almost
enough for her to get her bra back, and she desperately wanted it
back on.  She showed her cards ... two nines, one from her hand, one
from the board, and a jack as the highest card in the rest of her hand.
Chuck smiled, and flipped over one card from his hand: another nine.
That meant he had two nines, as well.  If his other card was higher
that an ace, he'd be ahead and she'd need a jack on the last card
to beat him.  Pausing for dramatic effect, he stared right at her,
then turned over the ace of diamonds.  Amy's hand was trembling as
she reached for the deck, desperate to draw a jack and save herself
from losing.  As she turned over the card, she saw that it was not
to be: the six of spades.


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