5 comments/ 126460 views/ 7 favorites Strip Poker Ch. 01 By: jennifer999920 The following is a true story and although some of the details may be a little different than what really happened (my memory is not that good), on the whole, the story is true and I have written it to be as close to what really happened as possible. Also, all parties indicated in the story were at least 18 at the time of the events. * When I was in my late teens, I had a guy friend that could not be beat. We talked about everything and we spent a huge amount of time together. There was never any real attraction or anything physical. It was just friends and fun. He was my bud and I loved him like a brother and I think he felt the same about me. In the summer time, my mother had to work and my father wasn't around, so that left me in an empty house with way too much time on my hands. I worked afternoons and evenings, so my days were pretty much alone in the apartment with the remote and a working phone. On this particular day, my bud, I'll call him Jim, and one of my girlfriends Janet came over. We had all just graduated high school and I was 18. Jim and Janet were both about to turn 19. They really were not supposed to come in (momma's rules), but I was bored and I thought what the heck. They were good friends and they weren't the type to do anything that would get me in trouble. We hung around most of the morning just talking about stupid stuff like parents, and how we were glad to be out of school and of course we talked about guys and girls. Jim had to tell us everything about his favorite dates and the silly things that would go on. Janet would do the same and we all just sat around and laughed, giggled and blushed most of the morning. Around 11:00, Jim brought up the idea of playing cards. Janet and I were OK with that so I went into the other room to get a deck. I came back and sat down on the floor with them and asked them what they wanted to play. Jim recommended some card game I had never heard of before, and I recommended one they had never heard before and we went on and on for a few minutes. Before long, Janet said, have you guys ever played "Strip Poker?" This sort of caught me off guard. I would expect something like this from Jim, but Janet? It wasn't that she was little miss too goody shoes or anything, but she was a bit homely. Jim and I blushed and looked at one another. I wasn't really sure what to say. I mean, what was I to get out of this game? I really wasn't attracted to Janet (or any other girls at the time) and Jim...well, he was a friend and I just never thought of him that way. Before I could answer, Jim smiled at me and said "I'm in!" I was stunned. I had never seen anything like this from him before, and now here I was trying to find a way out. I tried back peddling, and as could be expected, they started calling me chicken and teasing me....OK...count me in too damnit! What in the world had I gotten myself into? I had never played this game before, and really, except for some sexual experience with boyfriends, I had never been naked in front of anyone. Jim scooped up the cards and started dealing them out. We all took new cards and played our hands. For this one, Jim won. Janet and I looked at one another, grumbled a little with a big blush on our faces and proceeded to take our shoes off. On the next hand, I won. There went Jim's shoes and Janet's socks. Next, I won again. There went Jim's socks but Janet was in a bit of a bind. It was still very early in the game, and it was summer time. There wasn't much that could be taken off. She paused for a while and ultimately took off her shirt, exposing her white bra. Next, Janet won. She was very relieved on that hand and I could tell she was starting to get nervous. I could also see more of what Janet was planning and how strip poker was so close to her lips. She had the hots for Jim. She was flirting with Jim very openly. I had never seen this with her before, but it was obvious what she was up to. Jim took off his shirt, as did I. Janet just blushed and looked him over. Next, I won. This was very bad for Janet, and it was a little bad for Jim. They just started busting out laughing and fighting with one another about who was going to go first. Eventually, I got tired of watching them fight and told them both to either play or quit. Jim got the message, stood up and quickly took off his shorts. He was wearing dark blue briefs, and although I had never looked at him before like this, the first thing I saw was his hard penis through his briefs. I felt a tingle in my middle area immediately that I didn't expect. Janet was ogling Jim at this point and she eventually looked at him with a serious look and said "Are you hard Jim?" I couldn't believe she said it as he and I started bursting out laughing. She sort of started laughing with us eventually, but within a minute went back to her question "well, are you?" I could tell this made him uncomfortable as he said "No," which of course we all started laughing about for another few minutes. It wasn't long before Jim realized Janet hadn't taken off anything and he confronted her. He said: "When are you going to take something off?" Everything went quiet. Without batting an eyelash, she stood up and said, "I quit" and started putting her clothes back on. We couldn't believe it. Here he had done his part and we all played her game as we should, and now she wanted to quit. We argued with her for a while but, she ultimately got her way and went home leaving Jim and me half naked on the floor with a deck of cards. I could tell this bothered him, not just that she weaseled out, but that I think he started to like her. Any chance she had with him was gone now. He didn't like cheaters or liars. I knew him and this was not something he was going to live with. So, there I was on the floor and I started putting the cards back in the box and he looked up at me and said, "hey, what are you doing?" I asked him what he meant and he said, why are you putting the cards away? I said that I thought our game was over and he said not so fast. I don't intend on loosing and you're going to finish. "Really?" I said. "You want to finish?" I thought about it for a second and thought, heck, one more hand and I get to see his penis. He is my friend, but hey, I would play this game out to see any man's penis at that point in my life. It wasn't like it was something I was seeing every day or anything. I told him OK, but that we had to finish at the table since the floor was so hard. He said OK, but only if we throw our clothes to the middle of the room as we took them off. I wasn't sure what he was doing, but I went along. At this point, I was a sure winner. I was going to win and I was going to see his penis. He dealt....Ouch. I lost. I didn't expect this and I started turning all red. He just grinned real wide and kept looking at my top. I knew he wanted to see me take off my bra so rather than give him the satisfaction, I reached down and pulled my panties down. I looked him in the eye and grinned real big as I took the panties and threw them to the middle of the room. He didn't expect this. He basically got nothing for his winnings because he couldn't see through the table at me and I still had my bra on. I could tell he was disappointed but looked him in the eye and said with a big laugh, "My deal Jim!" I dealt them....Oh my God! I had lost. I couldn't believe it. I thought for sure I was going to win, but here I was the big looser and about to expose my body to a guy. I wasn't going to pull a Janet. I didn't know if he wanted to see or what, but I wasn't going to handle this her way. I figured if he was anything like me though, he probably did want to see just because it would be a naked woman. Of course that wasn't much of a comforting thought, but oh well. I reached behind my back, undid the clasp and pulled up my bra. I was completely naked and exposed and all my clothes were on the other part of the room and Oh my God! I could see lust in his eyes. I didn't know what to do. Here was my best friend looking at my breasts like they were the first breasts he had ever seen. He broke the silence. He looked up at me with his big smile and could see I was mortified. He asked me if I was OK and I said sure. I'm.....ahhh....OK. He knew I was uncomfortable and he did something that I didn't expect. He stood up and took down his briefs in front of me. He was hard for sure. It stood out with a bit of a curve to the left and he threw his briefs on the pile of clothes and looked at me and said "Is that better?" I giggled. I couldn't help myself as he sat down. I was staring the whole time, but I looked up into his eyes once I couldn't see his penis anymore and said "Yes, I am better," and started laughing with him. To be Continued... Strip Poker Ch. 02 The following is a true story and although some of the details may be a little different than what really happened (my memory is not that good), on the whole, the story is true and I have written it to be as close to what really happened as possible. Also, all parties indicated in the story were at least 18 at the time of the events. You will recall from Strip Poker - Part #1, my friend and I had been playing strip poker with one of my girl friends. She abruptly left the game when things started getting tough, but he and I played on anyway. Now here we were at my kitchen table, I am completely naked, mortified and he pulls a surprise. Rather than just taking the win in stride and gloating a little, he stood up, took off his briefs and threw them to the middle of the room. This helped ease my tension quite a bit and we both sat back and just laughed. Once we got past the laughing I expected Jim to just get up and start putting all his clothing back on. He didn't. He just sat back, picked up the cards and started shuffling again. I thought for sure he would want to just put something on or do something, but he was very content in his little nakedness. Well, I wasn't going to make a move for those clothes. He still had really only seen my breasts and I wasn't going to give him anything extra till it was absolutely necessary. Within a few minutes, he just started dealing cards. I said, "Ahhhh…Jim, there isn't much more to play for here as I blushed." He just continued dealing and said, yea, "but I like to play cards. Do you mind if we play cards for a bit?" I wasn't sure what to say, but said, "sure, if you want to, we can play cards, but ah….do you think we should put on our clothes first?" At this, he stopped grinning and looked me in the eye with one of those "are you OK" kind of looks and said, "don't you like being naked? I kind of like it. It's pretty liberating isn't it?" I didn't know what to think of this. Every cell in my body was telling me to put my clothes on and here he was saying let's liberate. I didn't know what to do, but Jim had that charm. He just continued playing as if nothing was ever said and that we were as normal as anything on earth. I decided, what the heck. If he wanted to liberate, fine. I would liberate too and I continued playing cards with him. After fifteen minutes or so of this, the phone rang…on the other side of the room. I was paralyzed. I knew it was my mom, and I knew I had to get it, but Oh God!, here I was faced with walking across the room naked in front of him. It rang once, as I looked at it in fear. It rang again, and I looked at him. He just grinned widely at me. God he was going to torment me. It rang again. I knew there was nothing else to do. I got up quickly, scooted across the floor, trying to cover my private parts as much as I could and picked up the phone on the fourth ring just before the answering machine picked up. I was right, it was my mother, and as is normally the case, she was in a talkative mood. I had my back to him and was trying to answer the questions my mother kept throwing at me, but I just couldn't help feeling weird knowing I was on full display for him. I sort of turned a little to look back at him and sure enough, he was ogling me. Oh God give me mercy! (What a time to be asking God for anything eh?) I was using my other hand to sort of cover my breasts and pubic area, but it just wasn't working, he was looking and I knew there wasn't much I could do about it. Then it dawned on me, not only was I exposed, but, he was too. He wasn't the only one that could get a look, I could see all his stuff too, so rather than fighting it, I looked back at him and looked down. I could see he was still hard. It was pointing it's little curved self right toward me and I looked up and saw the surprised expression on his face as he realized that I was checking him out too. My mother said "Jennifer, are you listening" and I came back to focus. "Yes mother, I'm just watching TV." She ended up going on and on for what seemed like forever and eventually gave up. I hung up the phone and before I could turn around, he said, "You were looking at me weren't you?" I denied it with a huge blush, but he knew it. Now what? I still had my back to him and noticed my clothes on the floor. I thought, hey, I could sort of backup and start picking them up quietly, and maybe put them on. I started quietly moving toward them, leaned over and he stopped me and said, "Hey, what are you doing?" Now he did it. It was bad enough that I had to stay on display for him while he ogled me, now he wanted more. I didn't care any more, I just turned on him, looked him in the eye and said, "what do you want Jim? Hmmm?" I could tell that he had just taken the first look of my pubic area as his eyes were pointing down. He looked up into my eyes with a big smile and said "I just want to play a little. Isn't this fun, and, forgive me if I say so, but you have a stunning body and I like to look at you." Part of me wanted to crawl under the table. This was not what I wanted him to say. But there was this other part that had a different reaction. You know, that ego part. I could tell he really liked what he saw. I had never had any of that from him before. He was attracted to me, and well, I sort of liked it. He stood up and walked over toward me as I watched him, penis flopping back and forth and he told me that if I was interested, we could just frolic and play today, he was quick to say nothing sexual or anything, just play and explore and whatever happened, happened. I wasn't sure what he meant and I asked him. "What do you mean Jim?" "Have you ever just walked around your house naked with another man and just wanted to explore what it was like? If you wanted to just watch and whatever, you could just do it." I immediately said "and whatever? What do you mean?" "look, I have never been like this with someone before, but it would be a shame to waste this by arguing about what we are going to do." He paused for a second, looked up into my eyes and said "We aren't going to fuck Jennifer, I just want to play and if you don't want to say so, but I would like to explore and do things I've only dreamt about. I want to touch you and ask questions and you could do the same if you want. It would just be our time." I didn't know what to think and his explanation, as interesting as it seemed, didn't really say exactly what he was going to do, but there I was. I had to admit it. I sort of wanted to do the same. I had never done that before and really never had anyone I could just ask questions of and explore what their body was like. Jim was my friend and I could trust him. I didn't answer him. I simply grabbed his hand and walked him into my bedroom where I proceeded to crawl up on my bed and invited him to do the same. We both lay on our sides facing one another. His penis was still pointing straight out. I looked at it and smiled. "You sure aren't able to control that thing too much are you?" He laughed and said: "No, been that way for a while. Sort of has a mind of it's own." I looked him in the eye and looked down at it as I asked with my eyes if I could touch it as I slowly started reaching my hand toward it. He apprehensively nodded his approval as he looked me in the eyes and I and softly grabbed it. "How often is it like this?" "It is most of the time." He said with a blush and a grin. When I got all of my fingers around it, he sort of took a deep intake of air. I could tell this aroused him and I liked that. He spread his legs further apart for me and I reached down and rubbed his balls. I could tell he really enjoyed that too as he groaned. I smiled and said, "you like that eh?" He told me he did a lot and just lay there like he was in heaven. I played for a few minutes, just touching and fondling everything he had and watching his reaction. It was very erotic and I did enjoy. I had a lot of control over the situation and I really liked that. I started getting a little bored with this after a while and knew it was his turn. This was something I was a little apprehensive about, but at the same time, I really wanted it. This little display of play was doing something to my insides and I really wanted to feel his touch down there. I let go of his penis, grabbed a few pillows from the top of the bed to prop them up, and I laid back on them. I still had my legs together, but thought, well, here goes, and I slowly opened my legs giving him full view of everything. There weren't any secrets between us now. I could tell from his expression that he was stunned. His jaw dropped, and I could see his mouth open slightly as his eyes opened wider. He couldn't believe his eyes. He looked so admiringly at my stuff, and then it was his turn to ask permission with his eyes. He looked me in the eyes as if to ask permission. He didn't say anything, but I could see the question in his eyes. He was reaching toward me and I nodded at him to go ahead. He took his fingers and touched the hair of my pubic area. He then took his middle finger and traced it through my hair down the length of my lips, then back up the moist area and touched my button with his now moist finger. Now it was my turn to grasp for air as I pushed my head back and pushed my heals against the bed. He smiled sheepishly up at me, but continued on playing and exploring as I lay there exposed to him. To be Continued. Strip Poker Ch. 03 The following is a true story and although some of the details may be a little different than what really happened (my memory is not that good), on the whole, the story is true and I have written it to be as close to what really happened as possible. Also, all parties indicated in the story were at least 18 at the time of the events. * Now here I was, laying up against the back of my bed with pillows behind me, my knees pulled up and spread out and Jim was laying naked in front of me with his head only a few inches from my stuff and he was using his hands and fingers on me like an admired toy. He knew by my reaction that my button was the spot that caused the most reaction. Every time he went near it with his fingers, I would breath in a large gulp of air and pull my head back. He took his middle finger and slid it down the length of my lips then back up to my button, as he would watch me react. He was laying on his side and I could see that not only was he hard, but his hardness was twitching. I could see this was exciting him as his hardness would jump up slightly ever few seconds almost like a pulsing object. I decided, I didn't want this to be one of those quiet lay back and let things happen kind of times. He said he wanted to "ask questions" and so, that is what we were going to do. I asked him what was happening with his penis. "Why is it twitching like that?" He blushed and said he was just horny, VERY horny. He quit doing what he was doing with his fingers, sat up and faced me very much like I was sitting, his penis pointing at me and bobbing every few seconds. He lay back a little on his hands and he said, "Give me your hand" and I did. He took my hand and put it under his sack and said, "do you feel that tight area right there?" It was like some sort of tight muscle or something and I could feel it flexing and pulsing on my fingers. It would push against me and I could see his penis bob up in front of me. I had no idea that a man's body was like that. This muscle went all the way from his anus and ultimately became his penis. I could feel it all the way from the back of his sack, all the way up the length of the shaft. It was like this area was part of his penis or something. I never knew this before. As I was now fondling him again, I asked him what he really liked feeling most. He grinned, but answered. He said, "take your finger up the length to the spot just where my head comes together on the underside." I did and he said, just a little bit down from that spot on the under side of the shaft was the most sensitive area. He grinned widely and said, "that is where I like to feel moisture" as he started to giggle. I started to giggle a little too, but thought, why not. I resituated myself so that I had my head between his legs and before he knew what was happening, I stuck out my tongue and licked the spot he had pointed out for me. He gasped for air immediately and I grinned up at him. "So, I guess you do like that?" as I giggled. He simply replied, "well, I wasn't expecting that, but, YESSSS, I like that!" I asked him if he liked when a girl sucked on his penis and he said very honestly, "I've never really had that before Jennifer, but, yes, that would be marvelous I'm sure." I grinned up at him and stuck his head in my mouth. Again, I could tell he wasn't expecting this as he gasped for air again. I just put the head in my mouth and took my tongue on his underside and started licking as I sucked hard on his head. I think he like it, for the next thing that came from his mouth was "Oh my fucking God that feels good!" I didn't like the word he used, but I got the message and enjoyed what it was doing to him. I continued to lick and suck on his penis tip for a while and noticed that he had grabbed the back of my head. I didn't really like that, stopped and said, "What are you doing?" It was like I had slapped him. His eyes opened real wide and he said "What?" "You are pushing on my head. Leave my head alone." "OK, OK, I'm sorry, very sorry..." I went back to what I was doing and started wondering if he wanted something else. If that was what the hands on the head meant. I let loose of his head and said, "were you wanting something else Jim?" He grinned again, and said "it would feel great if you put it further in." I wasn't sure how to react to this. I guess this made since, but now I had to figure out how to do that. He sort of already filled a large part of my mouth with his head, but I thought, maybe if I tried. I put my mouth back on his head, started sucking, and pushed it further into my mouth until it pushed against the back of my mouth. I just about gagged, but stopped and pulled back again. I probably got an inch or so in, and I could see in his eyes that he appreciated it, so I did this in and out motion for a few more minutes. I could tell he liked this because as I started to slide him in my mouth again, he would push from his hips to try to get more in. With a sloppy slurping sound, I sort of released his head from my mouth and licked the bottom side one more time as I took my hand and grabbed the shaft gently. I looked up at him and said "What do you think Jim?" He grinned widely and said, "Jennifer, that was heaven" as he let out a deep breath and laid his head back for a second. Within a few seconds, he sat back up again and asked me to lay back. I got back on my bottom and lay back on the pillows as he quickly put his head between my legs and licked my button. I gasped for air and said "Oh God". I had never felt anything like this. He laughed and said, "I guess you like that." "Fuck Yes!" I replied as I leaned my head back, and instinctively put my hand on the back of his head and pulled him toward me. I didn't like that word, but it came so easy to my lips at the time. He looked up at me and stopped and said "What are you doing?" I didn't want him to stop and my eyes popped open and I said "What, What? What's the matter?" He said with a grin, "you are putting your hands on the back of my head." You know, he was right, and it just dawned on me that he was trying to make a point. It was natural to pull him to me just as it was natural for him to pull me to him. I smiled and said "Touché, but don't stop!" as I giggled at him. He did as he was told and went back to poking his tongue at my button. I loved this, and I noticed before long, I was going to orgasm. My breathing was getting deeper and I could feel my insides pumping and tightening as he continued his licking. I said to him in a pleading voice, "please don't stop, just whatever you do, please don't stop." He giggled a little, but he took the queue and continued on. Within a few minutes, I could feel the waves of uncontrolled pleasure. I bucked against his face as I pushed his head to me and my body pulsed uncontrollably as I said "Yes, Yes, God Yes..." and let the orgasm take me. It was strong and lasted for what seemed like eternity then it finally subsided and I lay back on the pillows panting for more air as I gently pushed him away from my button. I was too sensitive now and couldn't take any more in that area. He just lay there on his elbows admiring me with a slight smile on his face. I looked down at him from between my legs and smiled real big. I said, "God Jim! I'm sorry. I didn't expect that. I just couldn't stop it." He said, "Don't be sorry Jennifer, I loved watching you do that! It turned me on....see." He pointed at his penis as it was pulsing and pointing up at me. I grinned widely, rolled my head back and took a few more seconds to catch my breath. I quickly sat up and asked him to lay back. He seemed surprised. I said, "Lay back against those pillows. It's your turn." He said with a smile "really?" and I said, fair is fair as I quickly grabbed his penis with one hand and looked at him in the eyes. I said to him as I grinned, "OK, what do I need to do to you to cause you to orgasm? I don't want you doing things in my mouth Jim, but what do I need to do." He said, "well, OK" and he grinned widely also. He said, "This isn't going to take very long. Take it in your hand and just stroke it up and down." I started pumping it up and down and said, "Like this?" "Yea, just like that. Now take your other hand and play with my balls while you do that." "Really? Won't that hurt?" "No. Be gentle, but play with them a little. It adds to the experience." I kind of wanted to know where he learned this little tidbit, but decided that question was for another time and I continued on stroking up and down on his penis while I fondled his balls. He was right. It wasn't more than a minute or two and I could tell he was about to orgasm. His body started to tense up, his head fell back and with a growl from his mouth a big spurt of white stuff sprang from his penis and landed on his belly. I could feel his balls and penis pulsing in my hands. I also felt the oooz of cum on my hands. As I indicated earlier, this wasn't my first sexual experience. I had been with a few guys before this, but this was the first time I had ever actually seen a man cum. I never really knew how it happened or really what it looked like. I knew that I had felt the penis pulse within me but I never really knew how much of a life it took on during orgasm. I was in awe of this as I watched him go into that orgasm bliss that I had just been in minutes earlier. As I pumped and pumped, he sort of pushed a little on my hand. "Easy now." He laughed and said. "That is good. The deed is done. That's good' as he pushed my hand away and lay back on the pillows. I remembered when I had my orgasm. I did the same thing. He must be very sensitive to the touch now just as I had been. I just sat back on my hands and watched as his pulsing penis went from hard and curved to soft, much smaller and flat against his lower belly and hair. I know this is kind of weird, but I loved watching all these things happen to him. I had never watched anything like this. That afternoon was very special. Jim and I decided we were going to take the rest of that afternoon and just walk around naked. We did, and every half an hour or so, we would head to the bedroom and go back to exploring each other's bodies. We both made each other orgasm three more times this way, but ultimately, we had to quit. My mom was due home and I had to shoo him along. This of course was not the last time he paid me a visit while my mom was at work. It wasn't long before we both realized we weren't just friends anymore. We spent the summer as lovers and strong friends and we explored and had more fun that two people have a right to have. Jim is still my best friend, and although we are not exclusive any more, we still get together every once in a while and, well, enjoy the afternoon together.