It started as a typical Friday evening. The little living room in our four bedroom condo was getting a bit cozy. My roommate, Eric, had is girlfriend Lashawn over. She had brought a couple of her sorority sisters, Joanna and Melissa. Matt and I were the two roommates without girlfriends, so we appreciated Lashawn's habit of bring her friends over - unattached or not. Joanna and Melissa were good looking, but it was too early in the evening even guess if anyone would be getting lucky tonight. Not that I had ever been successful, be in a twenty one year old virgin college junior. But there was always that fantasy hanging out there, alive, that I would actually score. We were having a couple of beers and discussing what bars to hit later. Rick, another roommate, and his girlfriend Shelly just returning from the video store with their picks for the evening.
Matt announce their choices, '"When Harry met Sally", "You have Mail", and "Sleepless in Seattle", dang Rick, your so whipped. Why do you always let her pick?'
"Hey, I like those movies", offered Joanna. "How about we stay here, mix up some fuzzy navels or bullfrogs, and watch the movies?"
My first reaction was "oh, great - go to the bars with Matt or stay home and watch chick flicks".
Then Eric piped in "That sounds cool, I need to save a few bucks anyway", and he started to the kitchen. Well, that sealed it; the girls at hand would not be going to the bars with us.
That changed my attitude a bit, though. Saving a few bucks was always good, particularly if you were only going to get buzzed and wake up alone in your own bed anyway. At least the scenery would be nice and there would not be a hundred other guys trying to hit on them. I made my way to the kitchen. Sitting alone in the recliner was no way to keep my pipe dream of hooking up with Melissa or Joanna alive. Maybe preparing and serving drinks would create an opportunity, or at least a seat next to one of them on the couch. Dang, how pitiful is that?
Well, just like old Mother Hubbard, our shelves were almost bare. Not enough of anything, except beer. So off to the store it was, "Booze run, I'll go get it if get enough of a collection..." I shouted walking back to the living room. There I collected the money, mostly from the guys, as usual. "Any one want to walk with to Ray's?" I asked moving for the door, just hoping it would be Joanna or Melissa eagerly jumping up. But, once again my wish went unfulfilled. It was Matt that finally got up from his perch on the wood stove (not currently in use). We walked the three blocks to Ray's corner liquor store and back, comparing notes on the girls. The consensus was that neither of us would kick either of them out of bed, if we got that lucky.
Entering the front door we could see from the empty beer cans that we got back just in time. Dropping a fresh, cold twelve pack on the table we continued on into the kitchen. The seating arrangement had changed in the living room too. The couples now occupied the couch, Joanna had the recliner, and Melissa had the arm chair matching the couch.
In the kitchen, we found that someone had washed the blender and enough glasses for all. A minor miracle, considering our household. Matt and I set to mixing a couple batches of fuzzy navels. Matt delivered the first round as I finished up the second. Matt didn't return to the kitchen, so I poured the frothy cold mixture into the remaining four glasses. I delivered glasses to Rich and Shelly and returned for Joanna's and mine. Matt had declared is preference for Melissa. That was fine; I was partial to Joanna's blond hair and brown eyes, not to mention her larger boobs. Or was that just her tight, low cut top? As I handed Joanna her drink I joked, "You took my seat." Pretending I was going to sit on her.
Just as I was about to stand up and head for the open floor between the coffee table and the TV, she said "I think there is room for both of us". For me the strike out master, this was like hitting a home run! She slid over tight against the arm rest and I squeezed in next to her. It was a bit too tight and she giggled a bit as she lifted her legs over my, ending up more or less on my lap. I could feel myself turning a bit red, and hard-on sprouting. Did she notice? Did she care? God, I felt like such a goober. I could feel her breast rubbing against my arm and there were those smooth, tan legs right here. I was in goober heaven.
Matt was back at his usual perch on the wood stove, between the couch and the arm chair. He had that stupid half grin that said both "you lucky shit" and "damit" at the same time. Rick and Shelly were snuggled up together, as usual. Lashawn was whispering to Eric, just loud enough for everyone to hear "Gee, maybe Bill will get lucky to night". For the most part everyone was focusing on their drinks and "When Harry met Sally".
It was just getting to the part where Meg Ryan is doing the fake orgasm, when we were getting to the bottom of our glasses. I started to move to get up when Eric said "Ouch, I'll get next round started". Having Lashawn's elbow firmly planted in he ribs. Joanna and I had been sitting shoulder to shoulder but as settled back, she moved forward, encouraging me to put my arm around her. I was in goober heaven. God, she smelled good.
Just as Meg was finishing her orgasm, Eric called out "Hey, Melissa, I bet you could do better than that!"
"Oh, ya" she shot back, "what is it worth to you to find out?"
"How about a night in the love shack?"
Lashawn cut in, "That's my shack, and you had better not be sharing! What about you Joanna? I bet you could put on a better show than Melissa. Looser has to shotgun a beer!"
That did the trick! Both girls started to moan and groan, panting, getting louder and louder. Joanna stared wiggling and squirming on my lap. There was no way she could not feel the hard on in my pants now, and she started grinding my bulge. Oh, man I was going to cum in my pants if she didn't stop soon! She dropped her glass on the speaker next to the chair and put her arms around me, as she continued grinding and moaning.
Eric came flying back into the room "Oh, ya! You both have her beat!"
With that Joanna screamed out and I could feel her shudder and shake all over as she squeezed me tight. I still hadn't lost my load, but oh was I close. Then is struck me, she had a real orgasm! Or did she? She had me fooled if it wasn't. She was just panting now with her head on my shoulder. Then she whispered in my ear "Oh god that felt good. I can't believe I really did it." And she nibbled at my ear lobe.
I had hardly notice that Melissa had given up on the contest. When Joanna flipped her head up and around saying "So, how was that? You thirsty Mel?"
"I don't know about that, I don't think you were really faking it!"
"Do you want to do the honors?" Eric called to Matt, as he tossed him a beer and a pocket knife. The implication being that Melissa had lost the contest. Matt dutifully prepared the can of beer, above Melissa's protests. Rick and Eric started the chant "Mel, Mel, Mel". Melissa took the beer when offered by Matt, covered the opening with her mouth, popped the top, and downed it like a pro as a cheer went up from the room.
Joanna asked where the bathroom was and I pointed the way. As she got up I took close look at here ass. I just wanted to reach out and grab it! Man, she was hot! I couldn't help but stare as she headed for the bathroom. Ya, I had a good buzz going now, but there was something more. Just as she was closing the door I snapped back to something approaching reality. I had to take a leak too, or I was going to burst.
As I headed to the upstairs bathroom Lashawn was laughing and said again "Bill just might get lucky tonight! Don't run away and hide!"
I couldn't believe my relief opening my pants and letting my rod spring out! Now, could I relax enough to pee? Thirty seconds later the answer was 'yes', did that ever feel good.
Back down stairs I found Joanna back in the chair, Shelly was alone on the couch, and Melissa and Matt working at the blender in the kitchen. Rick, Eric, and Lashawn were at the kitchen table with a deck of cards and a bong.
"How about some poker after we get a couple of hits?" Rick called out.
"What are we playing for?" asked Matt as he started to make the rounds with a pitcher of bullfrogs.
Lashawn replied "Let's do the ice cube tray of beer." And with that Eric grabbed an empty tray off the counter and filled it with beer. Lashawn hoped up after a hit from the bong and grabbed straws from the cabinet above the stove and started handing them out. When she reach Joanna, Joanna gave me a look like "should I?" Not thinking I nodded and she accepted the straw.
Every one crowded around the table, except Shelly. She just kept watching here movies. She never really liked it when we all stayed in like this. When the movie was over she would go to Rick's room and wait for him there.
Sitting around the table, I was between Rick and Joanna. She was sitting close on my right, which was nice, but not so good for playing cards. Matt was on the other side of Rick followed by Melissa, Eric and Lashawn. We all had our straws and Lashawn was explaining about how to use them "You bet how many cubes you will drink through the straw, if you loose the bet. If you bet more and the number of squares in the tray, you can raise by switching to something stronger than beer." At which point she grabbed the vodka and gin from the counter and put them on the table. "If you fold, you have to drink. So, only the winner doesn't drink, unless they really want too" she laughed.
After only a few hands we were all pretty ripped. Particularly since we were all buzzed to begin with. Fortunately, we soon ran out of gin and vodka and were running low on beer. Leave it to Eric to switch the game. Even though he had been going out with Lashawn for over a year, he was always looking for a little on the side.
It was Melissa's bet and she complained "I can't drink any more or I am going to puke. I already know I will have a killer hang over."
Eric's response was "OK, how about your shirt? You know strip poker?" This got Eric a nasty look from Lashawn and a shot to the ribs.
Without even thinking she replied, "OK". She lost that hand and slipped her top. The guys were checking her out. She had a lacy bra on and her tits appeared larger than when she had the top on. "Next hand", she prompted and on we played.
As we continued on our new game, everyone seemed to be losing about the same and we were all soon in our underwear. It was great to see the girls in just bras and panties. Joanna made a show of it when she lost. Dancing like a stripper and the guys couldn't get enough. "You have to win them if you want to see more!" was her challenge.
The girls also had fun as we lost our pants and sat there in our white briefs. It was an interesting contrast to see their colored panties, red and purple, and our tighty whities.
Being so near the end, no one really wanted to be the first to loose it all. I was dealt three fours, so I offered up my briefs. Going around the table Rick and Matt folded. Melissa looked right at me and anted up with her bra and raised with her purple string bikini panties. Eric and Lashawn each folded, and so do Joanna. I had nothing to call with, nothing left to take off. I could feel my self shutter as I looked for a way out. Everyone just stared back.
It as Eric again, "What about being her slave for the rest of the weekend?"
Hmmm. My head was still spinning, mostly from the booze. The last couple of hands that she lost, Melissa was bluffing. What if I lost? Cleaning her apartment, washing her car, what would I have to do? It couldn't be that bad could it? Looking around, the clock showed 11:30pm. Time wasn't moving very fast.
Matt was starting a chant, "Go for it! Go for it!" Rick, Eric, and Lashawn were joining in too.
"OK, I'll do it! I raise you to slave for the weekend!" I couldn't believe I was doing it. What would I do with her for the rest of the weekend? Messages, cooking, cleaning, or what?
Melissa just smiled. Her blue eyes sparkled. Oh, shit! Had I lost? "Call", she said.
I dropped my cards on the table.
Her smile now stretched from ear to ear as she said, "Give me your briefs, Slave!" She dropped her cards and it was a full house. She was beaming.
