Dancing & Strip Poer with Friends

A lot happened the first year I was in Oceanview. In the English program, I met Satomi and Asuna, and we became fast friends. I'd lived in Hawaii and New York a little bit, so maybe my English was a bit better, but Satomi is a smart girl, and studied hard. She is quite the character too, always exclaiming "Like ohmigod!" as if she is a valley girl or something, even though all three of us are Japanese. She was long hair, dyed fairly light brown at the point, creamy white skin, almond eyes, natural lashes. Asuna was fairly quiet that first year, but the one thing she did have was Ryosuke, her cousin, who would soon become my boyfriend. Asuna was a sparkly little sprite wide eyed, a year younger than Satomi and I at 18, but a good friend even so. Her hair was pitch black, and she work it straight or in two pony tails. The three of us were inseparable for a while there.

I liked Ryosuke from early on. He was older, 21, and had been in Oceanview longer. He was more than happy to teach us more about the university, and what we should be doing. I could tell he liked me too, because he kept dropping by at the ESL department to check in on Asuna, and tell us some jokes. He's a handsome guy, tanned, hair dyed brown, relaxed, confident.

His closest two friends were Futoshi and Kenta. Ryosuke was kind of the brains of that group, their leader, but Futoshi and Kenta helped us a lot too. Futoshi is a very good dancer, and that's how we ended up checking out this club. He's got an easy smile, big earlobes which make him look cute, and mousses his hair so it sticks straight up. Futoshi has fairly sharp eyes, but Kenta looks sleepy or aloof at least, peering at you with his eyes half closed. Kenta's face is flatter too somehow, no cheek bones, just smooth skin. I didn't know them as well as I knew Ryosuke, but they were good to us too. The six of us were very close that first year or two.

Oh I guess I should explain what I look like too. My hair is fairly long, but shorter than Asuna's. At the time, it was black, shiny. I'd been experimenting with different hairstyles, pigtails, braids, but I think that night I wore it down long to look more adult. I think of the three of us girls I look the most pure, innocent, like a girl next door. I don't wear a lot of make up, no false eyelashes or things like that, but I have good skin, a cheerful grin, wispy eyebrows. Some guys say I look cute. A lot of people seem to think I'm a "good girl." I try to be.

So anyway, Futoshi wanted us all to go check out a dance club. I'm trying to think if I'd ever been dancing before. Maybe a little bit during Orientation or bon-odori at festivals in Japan, but not that much. I like music though and music videos, and could imitate some of the moves.

Anyway, the first time we went to this club, they wouldn't even let us in. I thought it was because Asuna didn't have ID, but the way Futoshi tells it, it was more the way we were dressed. I think a lot of the Americans at that club were dressed like Goths, all in black, while we three girls were more dressed like entries in the square dance competition at a county fair. After that, Ryosuke ended up taking me downtown, and we bought a "halter ladder" dress with lace up sides made of shiny black faux leather.

The next time we went we were dressed to the nines, so they let us in no problem. I wore that dress and a leather choker and black leather knee-high boots with zippers running up the sides. Satomi came in a black halter-top and cross necklace I lent her with tight black jeans. Asuna was still in a long frilly flower dress. The boys dressed kind of cute too. Ryosuke had this steely grey club shirt and cool sunglasses. Futoshi looked like a disco boy from a movie, white suit, white vest, shirt unbuttoned to show his chest hair. Kenta looked sharp too, a bit dressed up for him.

I had a good time at first, but I didn't know what to order to drink. The menu was all drinks I'd never heard of, mojitos or margaritas. I ended up getting a strawberry daiquiri (or two) for the first time, and might have got a bit drunk. Satomi says I went to the washroom, and in my mixed up state, took my panties off. I think she managed to rescue me before too many people saw.

After the club, I was too drunk to go home. Kenta invited us over to his place to sleep over. I think he was the only one of us living on his own. When we got there, I had some barley tea, and slowly, my head started to clear. I was kind of regretting shedding my panties earlier, but maybe it wasn't so bad. I think Kenta might have got a peek at my pussy, but anyway, we were all pretty drunk, so hopefully, he wouldn't remember.

We gathered in the living room, too worked up to sleep. I noticed on the table, there were decks of cards and little plastic disks.

"What are those?" I asked.

"Poker chips," Ryosuke replied. "The three of us have been learning."

The six of us had played cards a couple of times before, but we usually played Japanese games like Daihimin daifugou (President?).

"Is poker hard?"

"No, no, it's easy. Do you want to play?"

Asuna had fallen asleep, so we moved her to Kenta's bed, and then came back, and played. As I kneeled down though, I realized they could see up my short skirt. This must have set Ryosuke off, because the next thing he said was,

"Why don't we play strip poker?"

The rest of them went silent, but I just calmly asked,

"How do you play?" curious.

"How about we give everyone two chips each to start, and if you need more, you buy them with your clothing," Ryosuke explained. "Someone has to be the banker."

"I'll do it!" Satomi cried out.

"But the banker still has to play though."

"Oh," she said sheepishly. I think she just wanted to sit here, and watch the rest of us strip. She's usually so shy, so I was surprised that she seemed so excited.

"You get one chip each every time you hand over necklaces, shoes or socks to the banker," Ryosuke went on. "A shirt or blouse will be worth two. Pants 4. A bra or undershirt 5. Emi's dress 6. Panties or underpants 9 chips. Once you take something off, you can't put it back on again even if you win it back."

"Hey, that's no fair. I'm not wearing a bra," I protested. Kenta and Futoshi spun to look at my breasts! Oops. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. My breasts aren't huge (none of us are), but In this shiny black dress they were quite noticeable. I covered up my bust with my arms.

"And what do you mean you can't put things back on?"

"That's how you play," Ryosuke countered.

"How come you know so much about this?" I sniffed, defiant.

"There's, like, official rules for strip poker, and that's what they say."

I broke out laughing. Obviously, he was just making this up.

"You mean like there's some kind of international strip poker federation, and they hold championships? "

"Sure. You haven't heard 'bout it? It's big news. It's in all the papers."

Ryosuke is so funny sometimes. I knew he was kidding, but Kenta and Futoshi nodded to back him up. Satomi just sat there, scrunching up her cute little nose.

"OK, OK. Well anyway, how do you play?"

"Everyone ante's up one chip, and then you get five cards. In the first round, you go around the circle till someone opens the betting with a chip, say. The other people have to match that bet or fold. Oh, and they can raise the bet higher if they want. Once everyone has matched the bet, or folded, you can draw up to three cards—four if you have an ace—to try to make a better hand."

I guess I had played poker before, although I didn't know it that well.

"And how do you decide who wins?"

"Once everyone's matched the last raise, the people who haven't folded show their cards, and the best hand wins. OK, here, I'll write it all down. The best hand is a straight flush, then four of a kind, a full house, a flush, then a straight, three of a kind, two pair and then a pair. If no one has any of these, high card wins. If there's a tie, the winners split the pot. I'll write down what the clothes are worth too. Anyway, let's just try. You'll get the hang of it as we go along."

Satomi, Futoshi and Kenta hadn't said they were going to play yet. I guess I should tell you in Japan, they have yakyuuken, a kind of strip game, on TV, every new year's. Everyone makes a big deal whenever a girl takes off some item of clothing, but actually, no one ever gets naked. It's just for fun. I thought strip poker would be like that—we play until someone said to stop. I guess Satomi must have thought that too, because normally, she would never be caught dead stripping. She's a bit of a goody two shoes that way. I don't know what Kenta and Futoshi thought, but they seemed willing to go along with whatever. I don't really know who Futoshi likes, but he had suggested we all go dancing in the first place. Maybe he is sweet on Satomi.

Ryosuke gave us each two chips, and then already we had to put one in the center to ante up. I looked down at my clothes. I'd left my boots at the door, so all I had on was my dress, panties and choker. Hey! This isn't fair at all! All the rest of them were fully dressed. I looked at my cards.

"You go first, Emi. You have to have at least a pair of jacks to open."

"I pass then."

Satomi was looking at the chart. She finally found whatever she had, but she didn't look too pleased. The three boys all had poker faces. They all passed too, but then Satomi piped up,

"I can open," she said putting her other chip in the center of the table. I looked at her for a second, and then said,

"I fold."

"Aw, c'mon, Emi," Ryosuke countered. "You might get really good cards at the draw."

I looked down at my one lonely little chip. I didn't really want to give it away. Even if we did stop before anyone got naked, I didn't want to lose.

"No, that's OK. I'll wait till next time. Fold." I set my cards down, and sighed. At least I hadn't had to take anything off yet. Kenta and Futoshi folded too, so it was just up to Satomi and Ryosuke. Satomi 'sold' the necklace with the cross that I gave her, and then put the chip in the center. Ryosuke thought about it for a while. He must not have very good cards.

"OK, I fold," he finally said, and Satomi got the pot. At least, I had my one chip left. Ryosuke had to sell a sock just to ante up.

I dealt the next hand. I got something like a pair, but I wasn't sure if that was good or bad. Futoshi passed, and Kenta sold one of his socks to open. I looked at Ryosuke's clothing chart. At least my dress and panties were worth a lot, but I wasn't wearing any socks. My new boots are all furry inside, so I figured I wouldn't need socks, but now I was regretting not having brought some. I never dreamed we'd end up playing strip poker. I still could hardly believe the rest of them were all so into it. Usually, I'm the only one willing to do this kind of stuff.

Ryosuke sold a second sock to stay in. Satomi had this strange look on her face. She raised. I was kind of happy about my pair, but I'd have to sell either my dress or my panties to get enough chips to stay in. Even with my dress on, the boys kept trying to peek up my skirt, so rather than embarrass myself, I folded.

Kenta had a strained look on his face. I guess he realized that he'd have to take off quite a lot of clothes to beat Satomi. If he just let her win though, none of us would be able to outbid her anymore.

"Can I have a chip for my watch?" Kenta asked.

"Hey, the list doesn't say anything about watches," I protested.

"That's OK. You girls get your necklaces, so we should get our watches," Ryosuke explained. Satomi gave him a chip for it, but then it was her turn, and she raised him. Futoshi folded right away, and then it was back to Kenta.

"Two for a shirt, huh?" Kenta stood up, took off his shirt, and threw it to Satomi. "I call." He had an undershirt on, but his arms were pretty muscular. I'd pictured him being thinner. They both showed their hands, and Kenta won the pot. Satomi had a few chips left, but none of the rest of us had any.

Next game, I had to sell my choker to ante up, and Futoshi and Ryosuke sold their watches. Kenta dealt, and I got another low pair. Unless I get some good cards soon, I'm going to lose.

Kenta and Ryosuke passed, but then Satomi threw the last of her chips in. Futoshi and I folded, but now that Kenta had all the chips, he wanted to play. He raised Satomi. Ryosuke folded, and then Satomi sold her socks to stay in. The boys oo-ed and ah-ed about her bare feet. I couldn't understand what all the fuss was about. I'd been in my bare feet right from the start. I guess Satomi doesn't usually show that much skin, so it was more of an event. She does have nice feet, slender ankles.

They took their draws, and Satomi passed. We could all tell from the look on her face that Satomi was sure she would win. Kenta still had some chips, and Satomi would have to take off her slacks or something just to call. Kenta threw in all his chips. If she did fold though, she'd have to strip anyway next time just to ante up. Even so, I was pretty surprised when she stood up, and turned her back to us, so she could undo the button on her slacks. She's usually the shyest one of us all. I guess she was still a bit drunk from earlier. I was starting to sober up, and felt more and more weird that the rest of them were all so into this.

"Don't look," she told us. All three boys were drooling as Satomi wiggled out of her tight black slacks. Her panties were kind of a white knit cotton with dainty little frills on the waistband and cuffs. They did slide down a bit, so you could kind of see the top of the crack of her bottom. Once she'd got her slacks off, she pulled her panties back up, and quickly sat down. Her cheeks were bright red.

All the rest of us were kind of dumbstruck, amazed to see sweet pure Satomi strip. Honestly, up until then, she'd been downright prudish, especially around Futoshi. I'd been trying to get her to loosen up, but I guess she was raised to be proper and modest. I kept expecting her to call a halt to the game, but for now at least, she seemed willing to continue. Is she drunk? Or just pretending to be? Sometimes it's hard to tell.

Anyway, eventually, we settled down enough to play. Satomi had a three of a kind or something, so she won, and ended up with all the chips. The rest of us had no chips. I was in the worst situation, because I'd either have to sell my dress, and sit here topless, or sell my panties. On the one hand, I didn't really want Kenta and Futoshi to see me naked. I mean they were Ryosuke's friends. It would just make things weird between us.

On the other hand, I didn't want to be the one to stop the game. I was kind of curious how far everyone would go. The boys were of course super-keen, but Satomi was more of a mystery. I couldn't really picture her stripping naked here in front of everyone. She's got a great body, beautiful thighs and hips, biggish breasts even clothed, but she usually keeps it well bundled up.

Ryosuke and Futoshi sold their shirts, and Kenta, his pants. He was wearing boxer shorts underneath, so he didn't look so strange. When they were done, they all started staring at me. I just kneeled here quietly.

"C'mon, Emi. You've got to ante up," Ryosuke insisted. I wondered why he was so keen on me stripping. Did he really want Kenta and them to see me? It seemed kind of kinky.

My heart was pounding, but anyway, I slid my legs under the table as far as they would go, and reach into my skirt for my panties.

"No, no. You've got to stand up," Ryosuke demanded.

"What? Why?"

"It's a rule. Everyone else did."

"I want to see this international rule book," I joked.

"C'mon, Emi. Don't be silly. You're holding up the game."

I made a big show of not wanting to, but eventually, stood up. This was definitely one of the shortest skirts I have. I kind of expected Satomi to finally call a halt to things, but she was just sitting there. I guess she thought I'd already taken my panties off once back in the club earlier, so I must be cool with it. It was so weird though how something which would usually be unthinkable was what they expected me to do. Earlier, I'd been pretty drunk, but now my head was clearer, so I wasn't so sure if I should strip or what. They were all staring at me, though, waiting, so I felt like I had to do something.

I turned my back to the group the way Satomi had done, and smoothed my skirt down. I wouldn't have minded if it was just Ryosuke, but I felt so strange stripping in front of Futoshi and Kenta. I think they were still drunk, drunker than me, anyway, but even so...

Finally gathering up my nerve, I grabbed my panties by the seat, and pulled them down, letting them fall to my ankles. This set me off though, causing my feelings to spiral. I was soooo excited. I closed my eyes, trying to keep from coming. I don't know why this kind of thing gets me horny, but it does.

In this short dress, I couldn't very well bend over, so I just carefully pulled my feet out of my panties while holding the hem of my dress over my bare bottom. I just left my panties lying there on the carpet, so Satomi reached over, and flicked them onto the pile with the other clothes. I didn't want them to see how horny I was, so I scampered off to the kitchen.

"Emi, where are you going?" Ryosuke must have thought I wanted to quit. I ran some water, and splashed it on my face. Ryosuke came into the kitchen, and asked in a very soft voice, "Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I breathed. The others were drunk, but for me, this was heady stuff. I put my hands over my face, and tried to focus. All I could think about was sex. Ryosuke put his hand on my waist, but that just made me hornier.

"Hurry up, you guys," Kenta called out. "C'mon. Let's play. Emi, you've got nine chips now."

Ryosuke gave me a gentle kiss, and then went back to the living room. I took a deep breath, poured some tea, and then followed. Futoshi and Kenta's eyes zeroed in on my crotch. I set down the drink, and then held my skirt as I kneeled down, and slid my knees back under the table.

"OK, who opens?" I blushed. I must have been so red.

I looked at my cards, but I still didn't have any good ones. Ryosuke, Satomi and I passed, but Futoshi opened. Kenta and Ryosuke folded, and Satomi raised. I folded, and Futoshi took off his pants to call! I was more and more amazed. I kept thinking someone would call for us to stop, but now almost everyone was getting near naked. Futoshi had quite a bulge in his undershorts. He seemed embarrassed, but didn't complain or anything.

Satomi and Futoshi both took their draws, and Futoshi passed. Satomi opened with eight (!) chips meaning that Futoshi would have to get naked to call. He glared at her, but she just stuck out her tongue. She looked pretty happy. Not wanting to strip, Futoshi folded.

Ryosuke dealt again, and I got yet another low pair. Everyone had chips, so we could all ante. Satomi and I passed, and then Futoshi sat there for a long time. He obviously had another winning hand, but knew that Satomi had enough chips that she could force him to fold again. The way things were going he was going to have to strip at some point. Only Ryosuke had fewer chips, and Ryosuke still had his pants on. Eventually, Futoshi passed, and the hand got passed out.

We all had to ante up again for the next deal, so Ryosuke took off his pants. He had on this pair of boxer shorts that really look like something a boxer would wear. They're kind of sparkly and red, and it said Spalding or something like that on the waistband.

Satomi didn't look at Ryosuke, even though she'd watched while Kenta and Futoshi took off their pants. I think she was trying not to offend me. I didn't care. He wasn't even naked yet!

We got our cards, and this time no one had anything, so it got passed out. This meant Futoshi had to sell his undershirt to ante up for the next game. He doesn't have any hair on his chest, but he had the cutest nipples, kind of a pinkish color!