DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SIX
"Take it off... Take it off..."
Matt and Jeff chanted and Sara blushed. Dana took a drink of her Long Island Ice Tea wondering if her friend was actually going to do it.
The next day hadn't been awkward after all. Nobody had brought it up. Of course it helped that they hadn't gotten out of bed until noon. They had decided to stay in at the water park instead of skiing which meant that they had been drinking pretty much all day.
Poker had devolved to strip poker and now Sara was the first casualty. She had kept a long t-shirt, sacrificing her bra and panties in earlier losses. Dana was in her bikini. Matt was down to his boxer briefs. Jeff was in the best shape, only losing his socks.
With a deep breath, Sara pulled her shirt off as the other three cheered.
Dana gaze traveled down to her friend's ponderous breasts. She was more than happy with her own pert breasts, and she knew that Sara was jealous of Dana's petite build. But it was Sara who always drew men's stares when they went to the bars. The tall, blonde with curves with the extra weight in all the right places and always wearing a top that emphasized the now freed breasts.
Dana thought they were even bigger than they had been in college. Each tipped with light pink aureoles and very perky nipples. Sara smiled defiantly around the table and Dana gave her friend a smile of support.
Matt lost the next round and joined his girlfriend in being completely naked. Dana didn't get a very good look since she was sitting across from him, but she did catch that he was uncircumcised! She hadn't seen an uncut penis since eighth grade and that had been merely a glimpse during a Truth or Dare game.
Dana lost the next game and decided to take her bottoms off, counting on the table for cover.
"Won't stop me!" Matt chortled with glee before peeking under the table.
Dana looked over at Jeff, but his face was red only with laughter. Sara gave her boyfriend a mock punch, but even she ducked under the table teased, "Oh-la-la!"
Sara lost the next hand and shrugged, immediately drawing Matt's and Jeff's eyes. "I've already lost my clothes."
Matt nodded to Jeff. "He has the best hand. He gets to tell you what to do."
Sara's eyes widened and Dana giggled.
Jeff took a drink, his eyes glassy from the alcohol. "You have to give your boyfriend a lap dance for a minute."
Matt's grin grew even wider as Sara shook her head, but then stood up. "I suppose it could be worse."
An electric jolt shocked Dana; her friend was completely shaved! She wondered when that happened, but was incredibly sexy. Dana started to clap, and Sara danced to the beat.
The blonde beauty swayed her hips as she made her way over to Matt. She leaned forward, grabbed her breasts, and shook them in his face. He cheered and leaned his face forward.
Dana let out a catcall. "Go Sara!"
Sara then turned and moved between his legs. She grabbed the arms of the chair and wiggled her hips seductively back and forth across Matt's lap. He reached up to grab her breasts, but she shook her head no with a laugh. "Sorry but there's no touching the dancers."
"Time!"
Sara stood up and walked primly back to her seat. Dana couldn't help but stare at Matt's fully erect cock. His head peeked through the foreskin as it stood straight out. It wasn't as thick as Jeff's but longer. She looked up and found Matt staring at her. Dana felt herself heat from blushing.
Sara laughed, "Matt, do you need an ice pack for that?"
Matt shook his head, but started to deal the next hand. Dana lost and blushed again from the catcalls as she removed her bikini top. She didn't have to look down to know that her nipples were rock hard.
Unfortunately, she lost the next hand as well. Matt had the best hand and cackled evilly. He looked at Jeff and winked.
"You have to make out for one minute... with Sara!"
"What?" Dana protested. "Why can't I kiss Jeff?"
Matt shook his head. "First, I get to make the demands since I have the best hand. Second, Jeff still has clothes on. Should he be 'punished' while he is still has so many clothes on?"
Jeff laughed. "A command is a command Dana."
"You better not think kissing me is a punishment!" She pouted but got up and walked over to Sara.
Her friend smiled and whispered. "Just like Mardi Gras."
Dana grinned at that memory. They had gone down to Mardi Gras their senior year with three other sorority sisters. They had all made out with each other on multiple occasions to get beads, get free drinks, and even because they were just drunk. It had been a blast and an outing they all remembered fondly.
Dana leaned in and began making out with her friend. It had been a few years but she remembered how soft her friend's lips had felt. However she realized right away how different it was to kiss someone naked. Sara's breasts pressed against her, warm and strangely wonderful. She felt Sara's hands grab her hair, pulling her close and her tongue made her way into Dana's mouth. The brunette was a little surprised, but decided it was fun to give their boyfriends a show and she kissed the blond back with fervor.
She was sure it went on longer than a minute, but finally Matt yelled time and they broke off. For good measure, Dana leaned back in and gave her friend one final peck before going back to her seat.
Matt cheered and Jeff looked at her slightly slack jawed. When Dana sat down, she gasped silently as she slid slightly. That kiss had made her wet! To cover her surprise, she grabbed her glass and finished the rest of her drink. The alcohol burned and warmed her stomach.
Dana shuffled the cards and gave a sigh of relief as Jeff lost and had to discard his shirt. The game was less stressful when it was still just strip poker! Jeff lost the next hand as well and was down to his boxers.
"Uh oh... looks like Jeff's junk will be out soon!" Sara stuck out her tongue.
Matt laughed and poured out four shots.
"To naked poker!" He lifted his glass into the air.
"To naked poker!" They chorused, laughing.