Well when I got there I didn't think the party would turn out to be anywhere near as much fun as it ended up becoming.
John, my friend in university, had invited me to his house as they were having an end of season bash. I should explain, John was captain of the university rugby team and I am one of the campus cheerleading squad. I think, to be honest, he didn't expect many people to come and I know he had invited pretty much every pretty girl on campus, so he seemed surprised when I turned up at his door.
Problem John had was that far from the glamorous 'captain of the team' thing you would expect, our University rugby team was the worst in the various leagues and regularly capitulated every week to better sides. The football team was far more successful; as were the basketball team and the hockey squad... you get the picture.
However, I had always liked rugby and went to support them whenever I could (we cheered for the home games anyway) and I quite liked the rugby boys, they were a laugh -- unlike the football crowd who were all assholes.
Anyway, John let me in and my heart sank -- far from the bouncing party I had been expecting, there were four of us there in total; John, his two housemates Tony and Dave -- and myself. John explained that he had had a load of last minute cancellations and sorrys -- as it turned out the football team were also having a shindig and that's where all the 'happening' people had gone. Still, I was broke (student) and there was no way I was going to be able to get there and besides, most of the girls who would be there are bitches anyway.
Let me tell you about myself; My name is Jess and I'm 21 with dyed red hair, I'm 5'4" and a bit of a 'rocker chick' -- I've never had a problem picking up guys, probably something to do with my lean physique, I spend a lot of time exercising and cheering and I have to say, I'm pretty happy with my body. My boobs are small but very firm and perky, I often don't wear a bra as I don't need to and I enjoy the extra attention a little bit of erect nipple gets me. Let's just say, if I'm braless in a club I generally don't have to pay for a drink all night, which suits me just fine.
I hadn't dressed up for the party, I wore what I normally wear -- a pair of low slung black combats with shocking pink zips and buckles all over them, a tight white tank-top (though for once I was wearing a push-up bra) and a pair of trainers.
'So what's the plan then John?' I asked him after he had finished explaining the lack of people.
'Well we were about to watch a film Jess, drink some beer have a laugh -- maybe play some poker later. Unless you want to do something else?'
'Sounds good to me,' I said with a smile. Like I said, I like John, he's a nice guy and the other boys there were decent enough chaps as well. I've always felt more comfortable around fellas anyway, bit of a tomboy to be honest and the whole girly girl thing really doesn't float my boat. Not to say I don't like pink or having my nails done or whatever, it's just the vapid giggles of my co-cheerleaders generally sets my teeth on edge.
I won't bore you too much with the next couple of hours, the film chosen was the new Clash of the Titans -- god it's terrible. The first half an hour everyone watched quietly, drinking beers and the remainder of the film was filled with increasingly harsh abuse both at the turkey it turned out to be and John in particular for recommending it.
So the film ended and we had all had a few bottles of beer, we chatted for a bit before Tony suggested we play Poker and the boys started getting a table and chairs set up in the living room.
Soon enough we were all sat down and Tony started shuffling. John had brought out a stack of chips and he put them off to one side.
'Right then gentlemen and lady,' John said as he smiled at me. 'How does twenty pounds buy in sound?'
I looked at him, feeling a bit crappy. 'John, I don't have twenty quid mate, I'm broke.' As I said it Dave started nodding in agreement.
'Not gonna happen mate, I'm sorry -- had to pay my fees last week, I'm down to eating beans.'
John looked a bit crestfallen but then he brightened up. 'Well it's not poker unless there is something you are afraid to lose on the table,' he turned to look directly at me, 'so how about we play strip poker instead?'
There was an uncomfortable silence after he said it, I was aware that they were all looking at me expectantly, like naughty boys who've been caught doing something dirty. Fuck it, I thought, three to one odds it's them first anyway.
'Alright,' I said, 'I'm game -- what are the rules?'
Everyone suddenly had excited smiles on their faces and I could feel that the mood of the evening had suddenly turned a corner. These three guys would be going all out to see me naked and the thought made me more than a little wet, I have to say.
Did I forget to mention, I'm more than a little bit slutty when the mood takes me.
'Well,' said Dave, 'the classic is whoever looses a hand takes off an item of clothing and whoever wins doesn't. However when I was out in Germany last year we played a different set of rules.'
'What are they?' I asked, feeling a little apprehensive.
'Well,' he continued, 'you bet an item of clothing before the cards are dealt, say a t-shirt. Then if you fold you have to stand up and take it off, no matter what. But,' he said holding a finger in the air, 'if you lose without folding then the winner of the hand gets to chose which item you take off -- it doesn't have to be the one you originally bet.'
'So,' Tony piped up, 'if you fold you just lost that bit but if you play on and lose you could end up losing something a bit more embarrassing?'
'Exactly so,' John replied. 'Makes it a bit more entertaining I think, also if you win then you get to put two items of discarded clothing back on. That makes people want to actually play through you see and brings in all the bluff and whatnot of a real poker game.'
'When does the game end then?' This was Dave.
'When someone's naked, unless they decide to risk it and play on.'
'Play on?' I asked confused.
'Yes, well they can bet a dare against getting three items of clothing back, if they win then they get the clothes but if they lose, whoever wins that hand decides that they have to do something -- whatever it is they have to do it. They can do that as many times as they like, though I suppose it depends on the dare. Game ends when someone's naked and refuses or is unable to bet a dare.'
Silence again, this was unexpected territory for them I suspect, me too for that matter. It sounded an awful lot like they had a chance to get the one hot girl in the room both naked and at their mercy and I could see the nervous excitement in their eyes. I must admit, I felt pretty small sitting at the table -- these lads are all Rugby players and they were all well over six feet and very strong.
'Alright,' I said feeling more and more turned on, 'let's play those rules then.'
***
Being honest I expected what was to happen, the beer and the general air of hornyness in the room pretty much dictated how the three guys were going to play. They all wanted me naked and against three of them it really wasn't a fair game at all.
My trainers went in the first couple of rounds after I folded. My socks in the next couple as the cards I had been dealt were dire. Dave was also in bare feet but Tony and John had their shirts off, their muscular torsos not helping my concentration. Realising that I was going to be showing a lot more flesh than I wanted to if I didn't play soon, I decided to play the next one as if my life depended on it.
'Trousers,' I said when it was my turn to ante-up.
For once I had a good hand, a pair of Jacks my best cards. Texas Hold-em can be pretty fickle though so I was a touch worried. The first couple of cards out were a nine and a ten -- good enough I thought and I kept in, even though Dave and John had folded pretty much straight away. The next couple of cards came out, a pair of twos -- two pair, awesome. My confidence jumped with just me and Tony left in as the River card came out -- an Ace.
'So what have you got Jess?' He asked with a grin.
'Two pair, Jacks over twos,' I said with a smile as I laid them down on the table.
'That's a shame then,' he replied putting his cards down. I craned over to see that he also had two pair, aces over twos.
I swallowed and looked up at him, 'So you've won, what's your pleasure?' I asked.
He took a moment and looked at me hungrily, I didn't trust myself to look around but I knew the other guys were staring at me as well.
'Top,' he said with a leer.
Closing my eyes, I stood up, reached down and pulled my tank top over my head quickly. Whilst I was glad I had worn a bra, I wasn't so glad that it gave me quite so much cleavage. I looked around but three sets of eyes were fixed to my chest and my flat, toned belly. I knew what would go next if I gave any of them the opportunity but I had to try and get some clothes back.
The next round saw me play and lose again, I tried to bluff but John had more clothes on than me and didn't care if he lost.
'Brrra....Trousers,' he said with a grin as my heart skipped a beat. I was almost feeling grateful as I stood and slipped my combats down my legs revealing the skimpy, hot pink tangas I was wearing. However, at least for the moment I wouldn't be sitting there with my breasts on display. They were all staring at my chest enough as it was.
I won the next hand, a flush! I put my trousers and top back on as I made Dave take off his shorts. I couldn't help but notice the large bulge in the front of his boxers as he sat back down quickly.
The next two hands saw me lose my top again when I folded, taking it off being a bit easier the second time around, things though, took a downward turn from there.
Feeling confident I bet my trousers again as I had decent cards for once. Not decent enough however and soon I was looking into Tony's eyes as he dragged the moment out.
'Not being funny Jess,' he said finally, 'but I really want to see your tits. So get that Bra off!'
I knew it was going to happen but I didn't expect the rush of heat in my pussy as a strange man told me to expose myself to a room full of guys. Clit tingling I stood up and reached behind myself, unhooking my bra and letting it fall onto the floor as my firm boobs bounced free.
