My name is Joan, but everyone calls me Joanie. Unlike some other girls, I can date exactly when my exhibitionism began.
Growing up, I spent a lot of time in front of a mirror, regarding my changing body. I noticed every flaw: one breast bigger than the other, my thighs slightly too large, my hips a little bigger than I'd like, and of course every slight thing wrong with my face. I ended up thinking I was, at best, only moderately attractive. Somehow I conveyed this lack of confidence in my looks to the boys in my high school, and entering college I was without much experience on the boy-girl thing, and certainly without any sexual experience.
Things changed one night in college. I was a freshman, and I had a good friend Mary in my residence who was a sophomore and she invited me to a party she was going to attend. It was a lot of fun, and there was music, dancing, and lots of punch. The punch was good, but I began to feel its effects after a while, and I knew I had drunk a bit too much for my own good.
People began to filter out of the party as it got late, but Mary stayed and so I did too. The music was good and the two of us were having a good time with the four remaining boys, in whose suite of rooms the party was being held. They kept plying us with more punch. The boys were named Mike, Steve, John, and Tony. They were sophomores.
At one point Mike proposed a game of poker, and my friend Mary readily agreed. I agreed too even though I knew little about the game. I had played it only a couple of times before, when my brother had taught me the rules. But I liked that we were sitting and not drinking while we played. Soon it was not long before both my friend and I had lost all of our chips, and we were broke. It was then that Mike proposed we switch to strip poker. We were reluctant at first, but the boys assured us we were in charge of ourselves, and could stop at any time we felt uncomfortable.
Well, it did not take long again before both of us girls were down to a bra and panties. My friend Mary had gotten me to keep playing up to that point by pointing out that a bra and panties were not much different than a two-piece swimsuit. Of course she was right, except that swimsuits are worn at the beach in public, and underwear in front of four boys, drunk and late at night, did present some differences, as I was well aware. But the alcohol had removed many of my inhibitions, so I went along to get along.
I thought Mary and I would call it quits once we were down to our underwear, but Mary went right on playing, so I did, too, even though I was unsure what would happen. No boy had ever before seen me in a bra and panties; I had almost no experience at all. Mary however obviously had some experience with boys, so I was following her lead. We both got lucky and won some hands, and soon two of the boys were down to their briefs.
I did enjoy seeing the muscles in their chests, and their chest hair was sexy. Mike also had muscular legs: not too much, just the right amount. I was getting interested. But then Mary lost again, and it got very quiet. Mary was reluctant to continue, but the boys convinced her that fair is fair, and she had played on knowing she was only in a bra and panties.
Intimidated by the four of them behaving in unison, she stood up and she slowly removed her bra. As she got up to do so, she turned around showing her back to the boys while she removed it, swaying her hips suggestively, and then she slowly turned around covering her breasts with her hands and sat down. She stayed that way, with her breasts covered with her hands, and the game continued. I had to hold her cards for her.
Before long three of the boys were down to their underpants, only John had more clothes on. Mike lost the hand, and had to remove his briefs, which would render him naked. He stood up to do so, and like Mary had before, he made a show of it, tossing his briefs to Mary, who caught them above her head, giggling as she did so. Of course she was too drunk to realize it in time, but by catching them she removed her hands that were covering her small but perfect breasts, and the boys began to cheer and whistle. Her face turned beet red, but she gave up and let the boys soak up the view. Of course I got to see her breasts, too, and I began to feel not too bad about my own. Indeed, my body I felt compared favorably with hers.
My breasts are bigger, about as big as breasts can be, and still allow one to go comfortably without a bra from time to time. I began to get more confidence about my looks. The gold cross Mary always wears around her neck hung down between her breasts, and that looked very sexy to me. I felt guilty that it did. I noticed Steve's penis grew hard and erect as he studied Mary's breasts, and this was the first time I had seen an erect penis in the flesh, and not just in pornography. I began to get a little wet down there, the first time for me that had happened without some self-stimulation.
Then the game resumed. I continued my lucky streak and Steve lost and got naked. But then Mary lost again. In spite of being drunk, she would not remove her panties. So the boys said she could make out a little with one of them instead, and after she make out session the game could continue. She chose Steve, and they kissed a lot, and Steve ran his hands all over her breasts.
Steve had a gorgeous head of hair, and sort of dreamy good looks, so I could understand why she chose him. Tony had that sort of Italian lover look, and had he lived in ancient Rome he could have been a model for one of the marble statues. Mike was not classically handsome, but he was sexy for some reason I could not put in words; he had an air of mischief in him that you could see in his eyes. And John was clearly a shy geek, and reminded me of the male equivalent of what I had been in high school. Been there, done that.
After a while of this petting in front of all of us, Mary and Steve stopped and the game resumed. John lost a string of hands and all the four boys were naked. Mary was still in panties, and I had on a bra and panties. Then I lost. The boys chanted "Take it off" repeatedly, and put on some bump and grind music, and not wanting to be labeled a prude, I did as Mary did and made a show of removing my bra, dancing to the music in what I hoped was a strip tease sort of dance, and covering my breasts with my hands, and then I sat back down at the game. My breasts were too big to cover completely, but I did the best I could.
Mike threw his briefs at my face, and like a fool I caught them before they hit me, and then of course I too had been tricked into revealing my breasts, and I was embarrassed, thinking the boys would make fun of them. But of course I was wrong, and they loved them, and I got lots of complements. Both Mike and Tony got erections looking at them. They seemed transfixed. I was amazed my naked breasts could have this effect on two good looking and nice guys, and in my drunken state I was both reassured and flattered. In fact, I was secretly thrilled.
The game continued and Mary promptly lost again. The boys said she had already used up the make out option and had no choice. Reluctantly, after a healthy swig of punch for courage, she finally removed her panties. And I give her credit: She made an impressive show of it, dancing to the bump and grind music better than I had, and displaying all of her charms in a very sexy way as she did so. All of the boys were really turned on at this point, and so too was I, albeit to a lesser extent.
Now everyone was naked except for me, and only my panties were keeping me from being naked, too. The boys were unwilling to give up, even though it was late and they had got Mary naked, so the game resumed. My head was swimming; I saw where this was heading and did not know how I could possibly handle the situation. I could have grabbed my clothes and left at this point of course, but I did not want to abandon Mary who was now seeming to have a good time, and enjoying the show. Mary was my best friend at college. So I was relieved when it was not me but Mary who lost next.
Of course she had nothing left to lose, being naked, so I thought we would just go on playing, but the boys said since she had no more clothes to remove, she had to have another make out session. She again chose Steve, but the other boys cried "Unfair!" since he had already had some fun with her, so she chose Tony. This was a mistake I guess, because Tony was skilled at pleasing women, and after they started kissing and his hands felt up her breasts, they next moved down to between her legs, and before long she was lying down and had two fingers inside her. She had her eyes closed and while not making any sounds, clearly she was enjoying it. After a while her whole body began to shake and vibrate, and I guess she must have had an orgasm. Tony removed his fingers once she orgasmed.
She now lay there, eyes closed, smiling, and relaxed. Her legs were spread and to my surprise Tony climbed on top of her and stuck his penis in her and began to fuck her. And to my shock, she did absolutely nothing to try to stop him! So the other three boys and I watched, and this was of course the first time (other than in videos) I had seen two people having sex. I could not take my eyes away. Mary wrapped her legs around Tony and was writhing around as he went in and out, moaning happily.