My name is Kyle, and I live in Ohio. I'm eighteen and I live with my mom and sister who goes to a college nearby and lives at home with us. I'm five ten, my sister is five five and my mom is five six. My sister has long red hair and fairly pail skin, which she gets from our Irish ancestors. But don't get me wrong, she is really hot; blue eyes, big red lips, and 36 DD tits that bounce around when she walks. She loves to wear tight fitting tube tops and very low cut v-necks, which give me a great view whenever I sneak glances. My mom is similar, except that her breasts are 38 E's.
Anyway, as I was saying my sister goes to a nearby college, but it's cheaper for us to have her live at home. That doesn't stop her from having fun though. She often comes home really drunk, but she never brings a guy. My mom is cool with it as long as she handles herself and doesn't do anything too bad.
So one night at around midnight I hear a car pull up outside. There are people laughing and then a chorus of goodbyes. My sister walks in the house and nearly falls over herself just getting to the couch, she must be really drunk tonight I think.
She sits up, "Hey bro, what's up," she says sort of slurred.
I am sitting in the comfy chair next to the couch, "Just watching a movie. Have fun tonight?"
She smiles and throws her head back on the couch. She is wearing a pink tube top with flowers on it and black short shorts, so when she leans back her breasts are nearly bursting out of the top.
"Oh yeah, totally crashed that party. Only I wish it wasn't over, I could go all night,' she said. She giggles a little, her breasts swaying as she laughs, then she sits up.
"Hey, bro, you want to do something?" she asks me.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"I mean we don't hangout anymore, you want to do something? I'm not ready to go to sleep just yet," she says, not really articulating her thoughts.
"Sure sis, what should we do?" I asked her. She looks around a bit, then giggles and runs into the next room, then comes back with a couple beers and a deck of cards, "lets play." So she cracks open the beers and we begin to play, but she quickly gets bored.
"This is not as fun as I thought it would be," she says.
"Well that's cause we aren't betting real money," I say, still watching her silky white breasts.
"Hey yeah! How much you got on you?" she asks.
"I got forty bucks in my room, you?'
"I got sixty in my pocket, lets up the ante!" So I go to my room and grab the cash. When I get back she has two more beers out and is working on hers with a passion. We begin to play and the game is going pretty evenly until my sister starts taking my money. I realize that I can't lose this cash, the only reason I had agreed was cause I wanted to ogle my sister's chest some more. Then I get an idea.
"Hey sis?"
"Yeah?" she looks my in the eyes, and I can tell she is still really drunk.
"You want to make this really interesting?" I ask her.
"Sure! How?" she asks excitedly.
"Lets play strip poker. It makes it harder to focus and keep a poker face if the other person is wearing less clothes, as well as your wearing less clothes," I tell her, trying to keep an honest face.
She giggles a bit then says, "sure, how do we play? I have never played strip poker before."
"Well it's simple, if you win a hand you take the pot and the other person has to take off a piece of clothing. You can sell clothing too, but you can't buy it back," I explain to her, wondering all the while if she will buy this.
She laughes, "Okay, lets do it. I'm gonna take your money and your clothes." She we start again and she wins, so I take off my shirt. I am not the most muscular guy out there, but I keep in shape. I catch her eyeing my pecks as we keep going.
The next hand I get two pair, and take back almost all of my forty bucks. She takes off her shoes, which I hadn't noticed she still had on. Oh well, I think to myself. We keep going, and I win again, taking ten more of her forty bucks (we agreed to start with the same amount at the beginning), and watch excitedly as she, still giggling, takes off her short shorts, giving me a view of her black thong.
She laughs as she sees me eyeing her, "Don't get too distracted little brother." We play again and this time she gets three kings and takes back some of her money. She looks at me with anticipation and I sigh and take off my jeans, showing her my tented boxers. My cock is average length, about seven inches.
She giggles some more, and opens another beer, "Someone's excited." We start again, and this time I get a full house, but before I play it I say,
"Come on sis, enough of this weak sauce stuff, put your money where your mouth's at." Now normally anyone could tell I was just egging her on, but in her intoxicated state she just thought I was calling her a chicken. She put down all but five dollars of her money, and then I showed her my hand.
"Hey! No fair! You just took all my cash!" she said in a cute, whining voice.
