Guilty by Association -

It was supposed to be a weekend for all four of them to celebrate their wins. Matt and his friend Tim had just completed their soccer season, winning the conference championship for their college. For two 20-year-old competitive athletes, this was the culmination of a very challenging season. The plan was to take their girlfriends camping for the weekend and enjoy a little relaxing time in the woods by the lake. There would be plenty of time to drink, unwind and reinvigorate the romantic relationships that had until recently been hampered by their training schedules.

Matt's girlfriend for the last two years, Jessica, was a year younger than he but was every bit his equal on the athletics front. She and her best friend Maxine both played for the women's volleyball team at school, which had also done very well in their season. Since Maxine had been dating Tim, the foursome had been very close and did everything together.

Until last week, that is. Maxine had surprised Tim at his off-campus apartment, only to find him in bed with a new girl from one of his classes. He had tried to apologize and claim that it was a one-time mistake, but Maxine knew that what happened once could always happen again.

Now Matt and Jessica had just finished setting up their tent next to Maxine's at their shared campsite. Tim would not be showing his face this weekend. For that matter, he was keeping his distance from Matt as well, given that Matt had introduced Tim and Max about a year ago. Now Matt felt incredibly guilty about helping Maxine and Tim get together, only to have Tim blow it so spectacularly. Maxine was a sweet girl with a bit of a fun, wild side. She didn't deserve to have her heart broken by an asshole like Tim.

As Matt was reliving his regrets, Jess and Max approached carrying towels.

"Want to head over to the lake to catch some sun and cool off a bit?" Jessica asked. "The campsite is all set up. We might as well enjoy the rest of a nice afternoon."

"Absolutely," Matt replied grinning. "I can't think of a better way to spend a Friday afternoon. Let me grab my suit and I'll be right behind you."

Matt continued grinning as he watched his girlfriend and Maxine walk away, headed to the lake through the woods. They were both beautiful women, but he was especially looking forward to a little private time with Jess. It was turning out to be a bit more awkward that he would have hoped, having Maxine with them. But she needed a good time to put Tim out of her mind and Jessica encouraged her to come on the trip without him. Besides, Matt felt like he owed it to her, considering how things turned out.

"Last time I'll set anyone up with one of my friends," he muttered to himself as he quickly changed. Then, grabbing a towel, his set off at a jog to catch up with the girls.

The three friends spent a couple of very relaxing hours swimming, splashing and sunning themselves at the lake. Matt and Jess were snuggled together on a towel sharing a kiss when they realized that Maxine had separated herself from them and was walking alone along the shore of the lake.

"Poor Max," Jessica observed. "She was really into Tim and now she seems kind of lost and heartbroken. I almost feel guilty sharing time with you while we're here."

Matt shook his head mournfully. "I feel even worse. If I had any idea what kind of a jerk Tim would turn out to be, I would never have introduced them. They seemed like a great couple, but I guess you never really know someone. I would do anything to help Max feel better."

Jess was silent for a moment, pondering. "Anything?" she asked Matt. "Do you really mean that?"

"Of course I do. I know there's nothing but time that can mend her broken heart, but I wish there were something I could do to help her get over him quicker."

"There might be something you can do to help this weekend, but you'll have to trust me. You do trust me, right?" Jessica had the beginnings of a mischievous glint in her eye.

"You know I do. What's the plan?" Matt asked, curious.

"I don't have it all worked out yet but follow my lead this weekend and we may be driving home with a much happier Maxine."

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Matt, Jessica and Maxine had just finished their campfire dinner and cleaned up around the fire.

"Dinner was great," Matt exclaimed raising his third beer of the evening. "Thanks for cooking."

"It was hot dogs cooked over the fire on sticks, but thanks." Maxine sniped amiably.

Matt grinned back. "But that's my favorite camping meal so you just made my night. The only thing that would make this evening better is a couple beers and a few hands of poker at the picnic table. Who's in?"

"You're just saying that because you think you're going to win," Jessica challenged. "You clearly don't remember how well Max plays from last time."

"I seem to remember there were a few beers involved last time...and that's about all I remember. Except that it was a very good night." He winked at Jessica, who scowled subtly back. She silently tipped her head in Maxine's direction to remind her boyfriend to be sensitive.

"Well, I for one would rather play poker than sit here and remember old times," Maxine declared. "Let's play."

While the girls set up poker at the picnic table, Matt grabbed another round of beers and his towel, heading over with a big grin. Jess and Max had been whispering to each other but stopped and smiled at Matt when he arrived. He placed the towel on the seat before sitting down to join them.

"Need a comfy seat?" Jess teased.

"No," Matt shot back indignantly. "But my swim trunks are still damp, and they make my butt feel cold. Plus, I don't want to leave a wet spot on the wood bench... OK, that does sound kind of whiny. Point taken."

"Maybe you should wear a bikini like Maxine and me. They dried faster than your trunks and we were able to pull on shorts and shirts over them."

"Thanks. I think I'll stick with my trunks and a t-shirt. Maybe next time," Matt responded with a wink. "Let's play."

Maxine drew the low card and started off the dealing. There were no chips, so no betting and after about a half-hour interest in the game was starting to wane. Matt maintained a healthy interest in drinking, however, and was already five beers in. The girls were still sipping their second of the evening.

"I have an idea," Jess spoke up cheerfully. "Let's make this game more interesting. Strip poker, right here, right now."

"Sounds great to me," Max answered a little too quickly, glancing at Jess.

"Fuck yeah," Matt exclaimed enthusiastically. "I'm ready to see some skin!" He cracked a sixth beer and leered at his girlfriend and her best friend unsteadily.

"That settles it," Jess announced. "We have a game. Since we have no chips, let's keep it simple. Whoever has the lowest cards each hand is the loser of the hand and has to take something off. Last one with any clothes wins."

"Better yet," Matt suggested, "winner of each hand gets to remove the clothing from the loser however he wants. And once it's off, it's off. Nothing goes back on for the rest of the night."

"Or however she wants," Maxine corrected. "You two are going down."

It was Matt's turn to deal the next hand, but it gave him no advantage. When the hand was over, he was left with a pair of sevens against Jessica's pair of Jacks and Maxine's three tens.

"Stand up, Matt," Max gloated. "I want your shirt."

Matt started to pull off his t-shirt, but Maxine stopped him. "I remove it however I want, remember? Over here."

Matt walked around the table to where Maxine was seated. She stood and turned to him, running her hands from his shoulders over his muscled chest and abs to the hem of his t-shirt. "Arms up," she said. As Matt raised his arms, Maxine slowly lifted his shirt over his head and off. "Looking good, Matt," she teased.

With a cocky grin, he returned to his place and waited for Max to deal the next hand. She dealt him much better cards than he had previously dealt himself and he came out of this round with the winning hand while Jessica had absolutely nothing and lost.

"Stand up, Jess," Matt crowed. "I want your shirt!"

"Unfortunately for you," Jessica replied, "you can't have my shirt." She placed her left foot on the table top and his eyes immediately fell on the flip flop she was still wearing from this afternoon.

"Not fair!" Matt moaned. "Flip flops don't count. We never said that."

"We never said a lot of things," Jessica pointed out. "All we said is that the loser has to take something off. Or more accurately, the winner of the hand gets to remove the something from the loser. In this case, you get to remove my left flip flop."

"But I'm not wearing flip flops. You have a big advantage," Matt complained.

"You're also not wearing a bikini under your trunks and t-shirt like we are," Maxine offered smugly. "I guess you were so anxious to 'see some skin' that you didn't bother to pay attention to what we were wearing. Too late now, Mr. nothing-left-but-my-trunks. I don't know about Jess, but I'm definitely looking forward to seeing some of your skin."

Matt realized that he had been tricked. Maxine's taunt pointed out just how much the proverbial deck was stacked against him. He just stared at Jessica's flip flop in shock with his mouth hanging open.

"If it makes you feel any better," Max continued, "I'm willing to stipulate that my two flip flops count as one item of clothing if Jessica agrees to the same thing."

Rather than answering in words, Jess placed both feet on the table, inviting Matt to collect his spoils from the last hand. Knowing that he had been beaten, Matt reached out and removed both of Jessica's sandals, caressing her feet as he removed them. When he sat back down, Jess took the deck and started to deal the next hand.

As Matt checked out his cards, he became aware of two things at once. First, he realized that to win this game, he was going to have to see the girls remove a total of nine items before he could afford to lose his swim trunks. His chances weren't looking good. The best he could hope for would be second place, neither winning the game nor losing. Second, he realized that Jessica's newly bared feet were now planted in his lap, massaging his crotch. It felt good, and his body started to respond immediately. It had been too long for some naughty fun, and he was relieved that his girlfriend's concern for Maxine wasn't going to send him home frustrated this weekend.

He also became aware that his hand was crap. He tossed three cards back in, keeping the Queen and Jack. In a stroke of luck, the cards he received back allowed him to finish the hand with a pair of Queens. Once again, Jessica did not do as well as he did, but Maxine still came out ahead with two pair. With a wink at Matt, she told her friend to stand up and proceeded to slowly remove Jessica's t-shirt. She moved it a little at a time, stripping Jessica down to her bikini top for Matt's enjoyment. Jessica gave a little shake to draw Matt's attention to her prominent cleavage displayed in the bikini top and then sat down for the next hand, confident that Matt would be sufficiently distracted.

That distraction was his undoing. Between the view of his girlfriend's luscious breasts and the feel of her toes massaging his manhood under the table, he was a mess and completely blew the hand, coming out with nothing. Jessica caught a lucky break and won the hand, looking lasciviously at Matt. With a final squeeze of her toes to ensure he was fully hard under his trunks, Jessica told her boyfriend to stand as she came around the table to join him. As Maxine had removed Jessica's shirt to entertain Matt, Jessica planned to remove Matt's trunks for Maxine's entertainment.

Standing in front of Matt, she ran her fingertips down his chest to his waistband, heightening his arousal. She snaked one hand down the front of his trunks, feeling his hardness and pumping it once through the thin fabric to ensure he would be fully erect for the grand unveiling. Then she slid around to his side, allowing Max a full view of Matt's body as she continued to run her hands up and down his torso. Matt was feeling a potent cocktail of lust and trepidation as Jessica's fingers finally entered his waistband.

Maxine watched with rapt attention as Jess slowly pushed Matt's trunks down, taking his erection with them. When the root of his cock started to show, she noted Matt's discomfort at having his member at such an unnatural angle. Mercifully, Jessica slid his trunks down past the end of his cock, causing it to slap up against his abdomen, which in turn caused Max to giggle at the ungraceful unveiling of Matt's manhood. Jess slid the trunks to the ground and Matt stepped out of them, completing his revelation. His thick seven-plus inches stood proudly for the girls' inspection thanks to Jessica's efforts under the table.

"You are a very lucky lady," Max remarked to Jessica. "I'm jealous."

Trying to be a good sport, Matt turned around 360 degrees to show off his whole body to the girls, then took a little bow. He bent to pick up his trunks and started putting them on again.

"Hold it right there, Buster," Jessica stopped him. "What do you think you are doing?"

"I'm out," he replied. "I just lost. I was going to put them back on to watch the rest of the game between you and Maxine."

"That's not how this game works," his girlfriend replied. "You were the one who said, 'once it's off, it's off for the rest of the night.' You don't get your shirt or trunks back tonight. You get to stay here where we can enjoy your nakedness."

"Besides," Maxine added, "losing your clothes doesn't mean you're out of the game entirely. You continue to play until we have a winner."

"How do I continue to play if I don't have any clothes left?" Matt was a bit confused; the beer was definitely helping.

Maxine and Jessica looked at each other briefly before Jessica provided the response they needed. "You continue to play, but if you are the loser for a hand, you earn a forfeit which the winner will determine at the end of the game. If you lose more than one hand before there is a winner for the game, you will have multiple forfeits to pay back." She looked around the nearby ground and picked up an acorn. "These acorns will be your forfeit tokens. You'd better not earn too many before the end of the game or this will be a very long and challenging weekend for you."

Maxine dealt next and, as usual, she dealt herself a winning hand. Jessica had a few good cards while the best Matt could come up with was a pair of twos. He had lost another hand! With an evil grin, Jessica picked up the acorn from the table and presented it to Matt as the token of his upcoming forfeit. "Remember," she said. "Either Max or I will win this game, and we will be able to cash in your forfeits for whatever we want. If I win, I already know what I want. Be ready for anything."

Matt's head was swimming from the beer he had consumed combined with the thought that he now owed one of the girls a forfeit. He was pretty sure Jessica's comment meant that she would want to use him, but she would have had him anyway. He had every intention of licking and fucking Jess to at least a few orgasms before they went to sleep tonight.

As luck would have it, by the time Jessica lost her last item of clothing and Maxine was declared the winner of the game, Matt had racked up six acorns. It was small consolation that he had won the last hand and had gotten to remove Jessica's bikini bottoms with his teeth. His whole body trembled at the thought that Max could now make him do whatever she wanted six times.

"Settle in, Sport," Jessica instructed him. "Max and I need to go have a little girl talk." The two stepped away from the table and walked over closer to the fire where they could talk without being heard. Matt watched them closely for any clues as to his fate. Six forfeits were a lot more than he had planned, and both his girlfriend and her teammate could be devious. After all, they had tricked him into a losing proposition and practically set him up for this.

At the fire, Jessica leaned in to Maxine. "Before you decide what you want to claim as Matt's forfeits, I want you to know that as your best friend I give you permission to use him however you want. In fact, this may be a great chance to take out a little of your frustration with Tim when you choose your forfeits for Matt. Let Matt be a stand-in for Tim. He won't tell you this, but he feels guilty about having set you two up last year. He did the crime, let him do the time. It will make you feel better, and it will make him feel better."

"But that's just the thing. I don't know what to do with him," Maxine whispered intensely. He's your boyfriend so I'm not going to fuck him. And he's not actually Tim so I'm not going to beat him like I still want to beat Tim. I don't have a lot of ideas at the moment."

"So, try this," Jessica suggested. "Keep your options open. He already has to stay naked for the rest of the night by his own rule. You can use two forfeits to make him stay naked for the rest of tomorrow and Sunday as well. That will keep him a little off-balance and will give you the advantage when you decide what you want to do with him. And while I won't be OK with you beating him or leaving any permanent marks, I'm perfectly fine with you fucking him as long as I know about it."

"I like the sound of that," Maxine smiled deviously.

Jessica continued, "We didn't set any limits around the forfeits either. You can use three of the forfeits to command Matt to serve you in any way you wish for these three days. Essentially, he will have to submit to anything you say for the rest of this trip. And you'll still have one acorn left in case there is anything that you want that is not already covered by the naked servitude for the weekend."

"I like how you think," Maxine replied enthusiastically. "Let's go tell him." The girls returned to the picnic table to find Matt sitting there watching them nervously.

"I have good news and bad news for you, Matt," Maxine began. "The good news is we can use up five of your acorns right now."

"What's the bad news?" Matt asked.

"It's what I'm using them on. You already have to remain naked for the rest of the night. Luckily, it's nice and warm and supposed to stay that way this weekend. It's also a slow weekend for the campground so there is no one else nearby us. I'm using two of your forfeits to make you stay naked all day tomorrow and Sunday as well. But I'm generous; you can wear flip flops or shoes when we're hiking through the woods to get to the lake or just to take in the scenery. Although you'll be the scenery I'll be watching."

Matt groaned. "You said you were going to use five. What are the other three forfeits?"

Maxine had a menacing glint in her eye as she said, "you will be my servant for all three days, doing anything I tell you to do. It's your chance to make up for setting me up with that asshole Tim."

Matt swallowed and resigned himself to his fate. The look of satisfaction on Jessica's face told him that she was completely on board with this. She had managed to come up with a plan to help Maxine get over Tim. Matt had gullibly followed her lead as instructed, whether he knew it at the time or not. Now his ass belonged to Maxine for the weekend and his cock appeared to be very happy about the arrangement. It was painfully hard and pointed right at Maxine.

"On the table," his new owner nodded at the picnic table. Matt quickly cleared the table, spread his towel and lay down on top of it. "You're going to scratch an itch that I've had all week since I caught that asshole with his new floozy. I hope you like eating pussy, champ."

"He's a pro," Jessica chimed in. "He's actually pretty talented with his tongue."