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Strip Game Addicts Ch. 01

By: Viredae



Amy Summers, age 18, is a normal and healthy teenager, for the most part at least, since she also has an unhealthy habit, she is completely obsessed with strip games, to the point where she has not even once refused to take on a challenge, something that was quickly exploited by her friends, some family, enemies, and even some teachers.

Amy is a 5'6 tall with perky B36 breasts and long blond hair, a slender body, and what has been frequently described as a very cute tush, frequently described because at this point, it has certainly been seen quite frequently.

Her friends found her obsession both hilarious and exciting, they certainly didn't spare any opportunity to get Amy into a game, neither did her enemies and rivals, while Amy did enjoy the thrill of the game, losing was still quite embarrassing to her, she never balked on a forfeit, but that didn't mean she was always excited to do it.

Unfortunately for Amy, that was often the case, her clumsy nature often meant that she was, more often than not, the loser of the games she played.

Today is one such day, it was the end of school as Amy stretched her arms out, happy to finally be out of the classroom, Jamie and Suzie both on each side of her, just as happy to be free.

"Amy Sommers! And here I thought it was going to be a boring day." Amy and her friends heard a voice from the other side of the hallway, it was Samantha, a girl who hated Amy, all thanks to one game that ended with Amy naked, and Samantha's boyfriend ditching her and starting to date Amy.

"Oh no..." Amy gulped, her freedom now ruined, she turned to her antagonizer and, with an exasperated sigh, asked: "What do you want now, Samantha?"

"Now is that any way to talk to your friend, Amy?" Samantha snorted, condescendingly.

"Friend is a bit too strong for me." Amy rolled her eyes.

"Oh, but I am your friend, and what's a little game between friends?" Jamie and Suzie held their breath; they knew what was going to happen next "A strip game."

A moment of silence passed before Amy replied with: "You're on."

It was quite a problem for Amy when she agreed so readily, without hearing the terms of the time of the game, that usually meant that Amy ended up at a disadvantage in a strip game in close proximity to wherever she stood.

Samantha led the trio to the gym, where lone a basketball sat in the middle of the court.

"We're playing strip HORSE, you get to go first." Samantha picked up the basketball and tossed it to Amy "every shot you miss counts for one article of clothing."

The big problem here was that Samantha was part of the Basketball team, which meant that she had the clear advantage, not that it would deter her, once Amy was in the mood for a strip game, there was nothing bringing her out of that.

Amy stood at the free throw zone, took aim, and sunk a foul shot.

Samantha, nonplussed, picked up the ball, and with great ease sunk a similar shot into hoop.

"That was nothing." Samantha bragged, which only got Amy more steamed.

Thanks to Samantha's comments, Amy was now determined to stump Samantha, attempted a one handed shot, but unfortunately fortune did not favor the bold, the shot bounced off the rim, which meant not only the loss of Amy's top, but also Samantha taking the lead.

"Looks like someone is taking a piece of clothing off." Samantha gloated "Let's have those sneakers."

As Amy kicked off the sneakers, she immediately regretted it, the floor offered no traction against her socks, which would probably make the next shot harder.

Samantha aimed for a one handed short, and made the shot quite easily, meaning that once again, Samantha would be shooting.

Moving back, Samantha attempted a jumping three point shot, once again sinking it "Your turn." She declared in a chipper tone as she tossed the ball to Amy.

Amy, unfortunately, made no similar shot, her unsteady feet jumped and attempted the shot, but the ball sailed beneath the hoop, grazing the net and sailing to the wall of the gym.

"Oooh, too bad." Samantha gleefully trash talked, but Amy was half glad to be rid of her socks.

The next shot was a lay-up, a simple enough shot, thought Amy, as she saw Samantha perform a flawless jump and depositing the ball right into the hoop.

The execution, however, proved much more difficult, and the ball bounced off the backboard, forcing Amy to take off her shorts, revealing a set of lemon panties with white lace, ones that framed her ass quite nicely.

"I'm guessing no bra?" Samantha asked, which the only response to was Amy's blushing, her nipples were probably poking through the fabric of her shirt, serving only to answer the question, and indicate her plain aroused state.

"No need to get excited... Yet." Samantha taunted, which only inflamed Amy further more.

The next shot Samantha attempted was a long shot from the center of the court, unfortunately for her, the shot missed, and that meant she had lost a piece of clothing, surprisingly, Samantha did not bother taking her shoes off, she instead opted to remove her shirt, revealing a plain gray sports bra.

The problem now was that Amy had to make the exact same shot, and if she didn't want to lose yet another item, she had to sink the ball.

But try as hard as she could, the ball didn't even reach the hoop, and bounced off the ground.

"What'll it be?" Before Samantha could finish the question, Amy had grabbed hold of the hem of her shirt and whipped it off, baring her perky breasts to her opponents and her friends, she felt so thrilled to be playing a strip game, but still so humiliated to be down to her panties, and all while the other side was more or less fully clothed.

"And now for the Pièce de résistance." Samantha announced, she turned around, and with her back to the hoop, tossed the ball backwards, which gracefully sunk in, not even hitting the rim.

That was when Amy heard her friends cheering and clapping.

"I thought you guys were supposed to be cheering me!?" Amy protested her friends' glib behaviour.

"Yeah, but we know you lost anyways." Suzie said.

"So we thought we'd just enjoy the good technique." Jamie finished the thought.

In accordance to her friends' prediction, Amy miss the backwards shot, and finally peels her panties off, she suddenly feels very flushed as she realizes that she's standing there completely naked, with her friends and nemesis more or less completely clothed, worse yet, she feels your nipples ache and her loins tingle, she hears Suzie whooping and Jamie blowing a wolf whistle, immediately feeling self-conscious and covering her privates.

"Oh come off it, I know you're just enjoying this." Samantha scoffs at Amy's bashfulness, and she's half right, she felt extremely embarrassed... but not really in a bad way, and it just burned her up that she's actually right "Tell you what, I'll give you a last chance."

Amy instantly looked up, a glimmer of hope in her eyes as she proposes: "if you can make the next shot, I'll get completely naked, and we'll call it your win."

Amy immediately agrees, but Samantha interrupts: "However! If you miss, you have a forfeit to perform."

Amy gulps, the thrill of the game once again possessing her, she almost didn't care about winning or losing.

Samantha stands at the free throw line, closes her eyes, and tosses a ball, which sails over and swoops into the rim, she smiles, chases the ball down and tosses it to Amy.

Amy's heart starts beating like a drum, if she can make this shot, she wins, simple as that, easy, right?

Amy closed her eyes, trying to take aim, and toss the ball, she's too afraid to open them again, but she hears the distinct sound of the ball hitting the metal rim, followed by the disappointing sound of it hitting the ground.

"Well, you win some, you lose most of em, I guess." Samantha gave a final taunt.

"What's my forfeit." As much as she hated losing, Amy still followed through with her word every time.

"Lie down and masturbate to orgasm." Samantha ordered, and without any resistance, Amy obeyed, after all, fair is fair, right?

Lying down on the cold gym floor, Amy ran her hands across her sensitive nipples, she let out a moan at the incredible sensation of ecstasy that shot through her, her other hand found her traced across her body, finding her trimmed bush and beneath it, a very eager protrusion, she began rubbing that sweet spot, producing more honeyed moans, eyes closed, her fingers snuck down and dipped into her slick entrance, first gliding across her labia, teasing her outer lips, before finally plunging deep into her folds as Amy's legs spread open, giving her audience a clear view of the scene.

Amy's hips bucked, her hand that occupied her breast left its position as it descended down to her now lonely clit, rubbing away as her other hand began pumping faster, disappearing and reappearing from her sex, beginning to produce very clear and loud sounds.

the speed of the rubbing and pumping reached critical mass as Amy's sweet moans transformed into full blown groans of lust, quickly removing her hand from within her insides, the other still doggedly stimulating her joy button, thighs lifting powerfully off the ground, and shooting out a long stream of juices onto the gym floor, Amy heard clapping.

"This'll go into my collection!" Amy heard Suzie say, looking up, she saw the girl holding her cellphone in position to record the performance.

After a brief respite, Amy got up and walked to her pile of clothing, but Samantha stopped her "you only take the clothes you won."

Samantha handed her shirt to Amy, which was short enough to show everything below the waist, regardless of how hard she tried to stretch it down.

At the very least, her friends decided to give her a ride, but the moment they reached her house, they demanded that she leave the shirt behind as payment for the ride.

doing as she was told, Amy lifted her shirt off, and headed back to her door naked as Jaime and Suzie watched her ass bouncing until it was gone.

Thankfully, her parents weren't home yet, they would've been so upset to learn that she had lost yet another set of clothes, she hurried to her room, where she closed the door behind her and crumpled down, unable to wait any longer, she began masturbating once again, over and over, it was a good while before she managed to calm herself down from the great experience she had.

Strip Game Addicts Ch. 02



John Benson, Age 18, is a normal and healthy teenage boy, for the most part at least, since he also had an unhealthy habit, he is completely obsessed with strip games, to the point where he has never refused a challenge, something that was quickly exploited by his friends, some family, enemies, and even some teachers.

John is a 6'0 tall blond haired boy, somewhat skinny, and what is frequently described as fine ass, frequently described as such since it has been so frequently seen.

his friends found his obsession both hilarious and exciting, they certainly didn't spare any opportunity to get John into a game, neither did his enemies and rivals, while John did enjoy the thrill of the game, losing was still quite embarrassing to him, he never balked on a forfeit, but that didn't mean he was always excited to do it.

unfortunately for John, that was often the case, his clumsy nature often meant that he was, more often than not, the loser of the games he played.

Today was such a day, John was tutoring Jenna today in maths, Jenna was a hot, brown haired bombshell, with an hourglass like figure to die for and big green eyes that you could get lost in, she seemed more than capable of actually understanding the material, but lacked any sort of motivation to do the work.

"I don't get why I even have to do this," Jenna complained, sick with boredom, she flinged her pencil down on the coffee table "I'm never going to use it anyways."

"Look, you have to learn this stuff, you can do it, just try." John, at the end of his rope, begged her to try and solve the questions.

Jenna got a glint in her eyes, she knew what John's weakness was, and she figured this was a good way to alleviate her boredom.

"Tell you what John, how about we take the next five questions, if I get even one wrong, you get to do whatever. You want. With me." Jenna kept closing in on John, invading his personal space more and more, John couldn't help but look down Jenna's shirt at her ample cleavage.

"Of course, if I get them all right..." Jenna continued, but her voice soon trailed off as she traced a finger down John's stomach and rested on his thigh, who was finding it very hard to swallow all of a sudden "I get to do whatever I want... With you."

John was getting excited, not just at the prospect of seeing and doing whatever he desired with Jenna's naked body, but especially at the aspect of playing a strip game with her.

A slow strip and reveal by the gradual loss of clothing was good and all, but John was also a big fan of sudden death games, ones where the loser was completely naked in front of a completely clothed winner.

He couldn't say no to that.

"Okay then, you've got a deal."

And so John prepared for her five questions, and she began to solve them, his heart was pounding, and sunk once he saw that she somehow managed to solve all five problems correctly.

"Yes! That means, you are mine." Jenna happily proclaimed, and shot John a knowing look "You know what to do, strip!"

John got off the couch, and began to strip with shaky, nervous hands. First he began with his shirt, pulling it off to reveal his bare chest, it wasn't that impressive, as he was not very athletic.

Next he began unbuckling his belt, dropping his jeans to reveal a pair of boxers underneath, with a noticeable bulge at the front, something that elicited a catcall from Jenna, and made John all that much more conscious of his impending nudity.

Finally, John slid his boxers down to reveal his already rock hard cock, standing straight at a respectable 7 inches long, though John felt anything but respectable.

"Very nice!" Jenna commented appreciatively, it was only then that John noticed the phone in her hand, his hands immediately shot down to cover his erection "Ah ah! You do what I say, and I say no covering, in fact, hands on your head."

John had no choice but to obey, he rested his hands, fingers intertwined behind his head, he felt as if his throbbing cock was on the edge of bursting, and now Jenna was taking pictures, the loud and artificial shutter sound made it even more real to him.

"Everyone's going to love this, though I hear you've already got quite a collection floating around already." Jenna laughed, she approached John and pushed down on the tip of his cock with a single finger, then let it bounce back energetically, producing more giggles from Jenna.

"Wow John, you look pretty uncomfortable, what's wrong?" Jenna knew exactly what was bothering John, but he knew that she wanted him to say it.

"Uh..." The words didn't seem to want to come out though, he just stood there, looking at Jenna with begging eyes.

"You look like you need some relief, John, why don't you go ahead and jerk off." Jenna gave John permission, and he didn't waste time obeying her command.

John's hand grabbed his meat and began beating it fervently, groans immediately emanating from him as Jenna couldn't help but giggle loudly, John was already thrusting his hips, he looked over to Jenna, who was wearing a wide grin on her face as she seemed to be video taping his masturbation now.

John quickly reached a climax as he shot his load right there on the floor of the living room, he could hear Jenna's giggles and catcalls beyond the hazy veil of his intoxication, which was slowly fading away.

"That was fun, John, but how about something more..." Jenna said in a cheerful tone as she began rummaging in her purse, and eventually produced a dildo and some lube from within "... Hardcore?"

"W-wait, you don't mean..." John stammered, but he knew where this was going.

"I heard from Emily that you enjoy the occasional anal, is that true?" Jenna asked, waving the pink, 6 inch dildo about.

"Yeah..." John Cursed Emily's name under his breath, Emily was his sister, his junior by two years, and very much into humiliating her older brother, she'd gotten him stripped, humiliated and, of course, penetrated, countless times already, though he'd gotten her back on occasion.

"Alright then, get on your hands and knees and get ready." Jenna ordered, and John did as told, he saw Jenna go behind him, heard the sound of the lube cap popping open, and soon after, he felt the dildo push up against his anus.

gritting his teeth, John felt the dildo sliding inside him, he also found himself producing grunts against his will, soon the dildo began sliding in and out of him.

"Well, looks like someone is back to life." Jenna quipped, John's cock was hard once again getting hard, signaling its readiness to be used.

Jenna wasted no time flipping John over and holding him in such a way that his cock was pointing directly at his face, she continued fucking him with the dildo with one hand, while using the other to now stroke his cock, John was too lost in ecstasy to resist now, and soon came once again, this time on his own face.

"That was fun John, invite me over to play again some time." Jenna called out as she began picking up her things and left John on the floor, too exhausted by the experience to stop her, after all, they still haven't finished the tutor session.



Strip Game Addicts Ch. 03



Today, Amy Sommers had a doctor's appointment, in her small town, that usually meant a long wait, not on account of the number of patients, but since it's a small town, the doctor had to make house calls to many of the elderly patients' houses, leaving the younger, more healthy patients to wait it out in the clinic.

It wasn't really such a bum deal, as Amy brought along her best friend Suzie to keep her company on the long wait, though even that can get boring.

after a while, Suzie began to groan from the boredom; she and Amy had ran through all their conversation topics, read all the new magazines in the waiting room, even played around with the toys left for the younger children to enjoy.

"I'm bored~..." Suzie complained, same age as Amy, but with considerably more curves, the raven haired bombshell, leaned against the arm of a sofa in the waiting room, sprawled over it, but rather quickly, her expression changed to a wicked grin "Oh amy~."

Amy looked over, she looked nervous for a second, before asking "what?"

"Care to play a game?" Suzie asked, and while Amy already knew what kind of game she meant, she felt much more satisfied spelling it out "a strip game, to be exact?"

"In here? Suzie, what if someone sees us?" Amy's shock and surprise were betrayed by her obvious fidgeting in excitement.

"So? That'll just make it more fun!" Suzie put on her best charms, attempting to tempt the strip game maniac, although she knew the result already.

"Okay, but don't blame me if you lose!" Now full of excitement, Amy agreed, but stopped for a second, wondering to herself "What are we playing?"

Suzie hadn't actually thought that far ahead, she stopped and hemmed and hawed for a second, and then, as inspiration struck her she bounced up and retrieved a toy from among the children's area.

"Here, how about this?" Suzie asked as she brought over the bright red toy, Amy got a closer look at it and recognized it as Operation, that one game where you had to carefully pick out tiny objects from small holes on the drawing of a sick patient with a small clamp, all the objects were supposed to be puns on some sort of sickness, such as "funny bone", "spare rib" and "wrenched ankle", there was a set of cards to inform the players which piece to aim for.

"Yeah, this sounds like a great idea!" Amy replied, her heart fluttering "so let's see, how about, for each mistake, you have to take off a piece of clothing?"

"Sounds good! Let's play!" Suzie replied, also excited to play the game.

Amy started first, she drew a card for one of the pieces named "Adam's Apple", she reached in, the silence was palpable, until it was broken by the sound of a buzzer, both girls shrieked, and subsequently giggled, but after they were done, Suzie game Amy a meaningful look.

"Okay, okay... How about the shoes?" Amy tried bargaining, and Suzie just laughed.

"Boring~!... But I'll take it!" Suzie acquiesced, and Amy did a little fist pump as she proceeded to take her shoes off.

"Your turn." Amy said, handing the clamps to Suzie, who aimed for the same piece Amy had.

with the same tension, Suzie began trying to extract the Adam's Apple, and once again, the girls shrieked when the buzzer went off, causing them to giggle once again.

"Well, your turn now." Amy laughed, giving Suzie a sly grin "Are you gonna be boring like me? Or will you put your money where your mouth is?"

"Oh, is that a dare?" Suzie took the challenge and took off her shirt, exposing her luscious tits, still restrained by her bra.

"I guess I'll be boring on my own." Amy replied, enjoying the fact that her friend was sitting there in her bra.

"Not for long, if you don't start winning." Suzie handed the clamp back to Amy, who took her card, and went for the "Brain Freeze" piece, but failed to do so once again, this time, the girls managed to keep their composure.

"So, what'll it be this time?" Suzie asked.

"Socks, I'll be boring to the end." Amy said as she peeled her socks off her feet, now Suzie was visibly disappointed.

"Well, at least you'll have to take something off next time." Suzie sighed and picked up the clamps, once again aiming for the same piece Amy had, but this time, Suzie actually managed to pull it out "this one was pretty easy, you're as clumsy as ever."

Amy blushed thanks to her friend's remark, and just took the clamp back with a manufactured pout.

Drawing the card, she was to pull out the piece "Charlie Horse", and this one was no different as although Amy had managed to pull it out a little, she dropped it and triggered the buzzer once again.

"So, what will it be this time, miss boring?" Suzie took a jab at her friend, who was beginning to feel her heart racing.

Amy opted to remove her sweatshirt, while she didn't have a bra on, she did have a light shirt underneath, to be honest, this wasn't really the right weather for it, so she was kind of glad to get rid of it, even though her nipples were clearly poking through the shirt, and she couldn't even excuse it because of the weather.

"Someone's having fun." Suzie made another comment, making Amy blush again as she handed the clamp back to Suzie, who also failed at pulling out the Charlie Horse.

"Well, your turn." Amy said, barely able to keep her focus as Suzie proceeded to take her shorts off, shimmying the tight material down her curvy bottom, now her friend was essentially down to her underwear, right here in the waiting room.

"Okay, I'm done, your turn to strip." Suzie said as she sat back down.

"Hey! I could win this one..." Amy protested, even though she was aware that she'd lost every single turn so far, but she felt that she was getting the hang of this.

She drew the card, a piece called "water in the knee", it seemed easier than the previous one, she breathed slowly, trying to calm her nerves, and with held breath, proceeded to successfully extract the piece.

"Yes!" Amy exclaimed with a whisper, as she handed the clamps back to Suzie.

"Alright, settle down, it's just one turn." Suzie, taken aback, drew a new card, and aimed for the "Spare Rib" denoted in the it, but much like Amy, she dropped it and triggered the buzzer again "Shit!"

Amy was doing a little dance in her seat now, which seemed to be agitating Suzie, as she was essentially still dressed, while Suzie, who if she continued with her trend, would be topless now.

And just as Amy predicted, Suzie began unclasping her bra, and soon enough, slid it off and revealed her pink nipples, but covered them up as soon as she could.

"This is not how this was supposed to go," Suzie complained "You're the one who should be almost naked."

"Yeah, well serves you right for challenging me." Amy gloated as she grabbed the clamp and stopped to think "How about we raise the stakes? We didn't make a forfeit after all."

"I knew I forgot something." For a second, Suzie thought about what to bet, then came up with an idea "how about the loser has to do whatever the winner wants until after the doctor exam?"

"What? You mean.."

"Yes, the loser has to be naked in front of the doctor." Suzie confirmed her bet "Well?"

A moment of pregnant silence passed before Amy finally spoke up: "agreed", and almost foolishly, reached in and messed up her attempt to pull out the piece "oh no..."

"Alright! All is right with the world!" Suzie exclaimed, as Amy was now forced with the choice between her top and her jeans, but she certainly didn't want to expose her breasts just yet, so she began to unbutton her jeans, and started sliding them down in her seated position.

Sitting there in just her shirt and panties made Amy very nervous, even though her friend was sitting there in just her panties, it did not alleviate any of her tension, she hoped that no one would come through the door of the waiting room and catch them like this, though she admitted that it would be very exciting.

"C'mon, let's get this over with." Amy spoke with a shaky voice, not only was she so close to nudity, she had also just raised the stakes to something so humilliating.

"What, realizing you're gonna show it all to the doctor?" Suzie teased, making Amy blush even further, before picking up the clamps and drawing another card.

The card read "Wrenched Ankle", so Suzie proceeded to pick that piece out, and once again, the tension mounted to a high level now that the stakes were raised, as Amy watched, Suzie slowly and carefully lifted the piece out of its socket successfully, she didn't make any exclamation, simply grinning and breathing out a sigh of relief.

Now Amy couldn't stand the tension, when she took the clamp back, she realized her hand was shaking, but she couldn't stop now, she had to calm down, draw a card which read "Writer's Cramp", and go for it.

But unfortunately, the buzzer sounded, signalling another loss for Amy.

"Take your shirt off, Amy!" Suzie said gleefully, and Amy, without thinking, grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it off her body, exposing her perky b-cup breasts, she was now sitting in the waiting room, wearing nothing but a pair of panties, she could feel her nipples stiffening, she bit her lip nervously and gave them a little tweak, before Suzie broke the silence "Wow, I thought you were going to refuse, take off your panties and cover up with the shirt."

"Wait! Can I-" Amy gasped hopefully, but Suzie interrupted.

"Nope! No take backs."

With that, Suzie took back the clamps and focused on the "writer's Cramp", but she didn't manage to do anything before Amy interrupted: "Um, you think we can add one more rule?"

"What?" Suzie looked up, wondering what else they might add.

"How about the winner can get dressed again?" Amy suggested, and Suzie just grinned.

"Want to avoid being caught naked at any cost huh?" Suzie asked rhetorically "Okay then, I'll agree to that, it'll be fun seeing you squirm as the only one naked."

Despite it being her idea, Amy still seemed quite uncomfortable as Suzie once again focused her effort on extracting the piece, but also failed to do so.

"Aw shit!" Suzie cursed as she recoiled from the sound of the buzzer, and Amy seemed to relax a little.

"I win!" Amy said, seemingly satisfied as Suzie got up and began sliding her panties down her curvy butt and creamy thighs, giving the door to the room a good look at her privates, but the puzzled look on Suzie's face tensed Amy up again.

"Not yet you haven't," Suzie replied, lifting up her foot for Amy to see "I still have my sandals on, see?"

And with that Amy's panic rose up again, she had hoped to throw Suzie off her game and win the game with the last bet, but she forgot that Suzie had one piece of clothing on her, and now the pressure was on Amy to get this one right, or be completely humiliated while her friend gets off scott free.

drawing another card, it read "Butterflies in Stomach", a more apt card could not exist, Amy though.

Taking a deep breath, Amy took the clamps and began picking at the piece.

She failed to retrieve it.

The buzzer sounded off, signaling Amy's total loss, and her impending humiliation, she slumped back and covered her face in shame.

"Amy~." Suzie called out.

"Yes?" Amy responded, her voice muffled under her hands.

"Stand up, turn around, and take your panties off." Suzie commanded, she now had total control over over Amy, thus Amy did as she was told, she turned around and gave Suzie a good look at her cute and tight ass as she slowly lowered her panties and let them crumple at her feet, her engorged pussy was now completely soaked, Amy felt herself getting dizzy, she was standing completely naked in the doctor's waiting room, she stood there for what felt like ages before Suzie spoke up.

"Turn around." Amy heard Suzie's voice, and when she turned around, she saw Suzie had already gotten dressed, Amy couldn't help but bite her lip, humiliated at now being the only one naked in the room, to make matters worse, Suzie pulled out her phone and began recording Amy's display.

"I think this marks the thirtieth addition to my collection of 'slutty Amy's strip game forfeits!' Series." Suzie teased, she knew Amy enjoyed the thrill of the game, but still felt incredibly ashamed whenever she lost, every time is like her first time being stripped and humiliated, discovering its joys.

"Now sit down and spread your legs open." Suzie gave another command, and Amy hesitantly sat down and began to raise her legs up, placing her heels on the edge of her seat and spreading her legs open, forming an M shape with them.

Now Amy could feel her skin burning and turning a fluorescent shade of pink, her entire body was blushing as she felt the familiar tingle in her loins, she wanted so badly to start masturbating right then and there, but she knew that when she was under someone's orders, especially Suzie, she was not allowed to do so until she was ordered to.

"Alright, now spread your lips open." Suzie seemed to get into the groove of being Amy's mistress, like she had done countless times, Amy could do nothing but dumbly nod and spread her lips open, her wet, velvety folds glistening in the light, and her clit was peeking out of its hood, begging to be touched.

But despite that, Amy was left in that position for, according to Suzie, approximately five minutes, without the luxury of losing herself in pleasure, to Amy those five minutes were lost in a haze, it might as well have been five hours and she probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference, Suzie only snapped her out of it and back to reality when she began telling her to change positions.

"Okay Amy, I want you to turn around, knees on the seat, bending over, and spread those cheeks." Suzie gave out her next position, and Amy, almost robotically, obeyed her commands, following the instructions to a tee, now her anus and pussy were pointed at the door, if the doctor decided to walk in now, she'd get a full view to Amy's most private parts.

Once again, she was told to hold that for five more minutes, and to not dare move a muscle, Amy expected another five, eternally long minutes of waiting, but Suzie wouldn't even let her have that much.

During what felt like halfway through the time, Suzie approached Amy and began taking close up shots of the naked girl's flowering buds, her breath tickling Amy's nether lips, driving her crazier and crazier.

"Your pussy is so wet, Amy, if I touch it now, how fast will you cum?" Suzie asked, and slid a single finger along Amy's sopping wet pussy, the copious lubrication made it an easy task, but she hardly pushed it in, preferring to slowly massage her lips, making her finger wet.

"Or maybe... You'd prefer this hole?" Suzie this time around pressed her wet finger against Amy's anus, who gasped as Suzie pressed against her sphincter, almost hard enough to push it in, but not quite, Suzie instead opted to back away from Amy, and let her increased state of arousal torment her until Suzie gave her permission to move again.

Though Amy was quite at her limit, she was willing to do anything to find some release.

"Please, let me cum." Amy begged, her voice shaking and full of lust.

"No Amy, you are not allowed to touch yourself yet." Suzie admonished her lewd plea.

"Then... Make me cum, please." Amy was willing to endure any humiliation at this point, just to reach orgasm.

"You want me to finger you?" Suzie asked, not out of incredulity, but simply knowing that making Amy affirm her request would humiliate her further.

"Yes! I want you to finger me!" Amy's voice was becoming more bold and urgent wutg evert plea.

"Then say this:" Suzie prepared as she grinned widely "'I, slutty slave Amy, wish for my mistress Suzie to finger my pussy and asshole like the pervert I am until I cum and squirt!'"

And so, Amy was forced to say those words if she wanted release, she knew that full well, and so she did not hesitate to loudly declare:

"I, slutty slave Amy, wish for my mistress Suzie to finger my horny pussy and asshole like the pervert I am until I cum and squirt!" She said aloud, only to be surprised by a shocked voice.

"Amy! Again!?" A second voice came from behind Amy, who had closed her eyes from the overpowering ecstasy, she finally opened them, to see Dr. Apple, a woman of 30, standing behind her.

"D-Doctor Apple!" Amy squeaked, her horniness forgotten if only for a second as the panic of being caught in such a state by her doctor... For the third time "T-this is not what it looks like!"

"It looks like you lost another strip game and became Suzie's slave." The doctor accurately guessed, only furthering Amy's shame.

"O-okay... Yeah, it is what it looks like..." Amy confirmed, still not daring to move without Suzie's permission.

"You can sit back down, Amy." Noticing her distress, Suzie allowed Amy to move again.

"So will you be getting dressed again, or..." The doctor asked, not quite sure of the situation.

"Um.. Not, I bet Suzie that the loser would do whatever the winner wants until after the exam." Amy explained, her arousal and shame only increasing with every word out of her mouth.

"Oh, I see." The doctor, more than used to Amy's "habits", was not quite perturbed, in fact, most of the small town already dismissed Amy's quirk as normal by now, it wasn't a normal day if Amy wasn't naked and performing some sort of humiliating forfeit for losing a strip game "Alright, come into my office."

Amy was at least glad she was out of public eye, but the arousal was still there, making her squirm as she walked in.

"Go stand on the scale." That was the doctor's first order, Amy stood on the height and weight scale as it took in her height of 5'6, and a weight of 115 pounds "Do you eat properly, Amy?"

"Oh, like a horse." Before Amy could even manage a sound, Suzie had responded in her stead, and it was not a subtle answer either, which embarrassed Amy in a different way "I don't know where she keeps it all."

"Well, as long as you're healthy." The doctor shrugged and asked Amy to get off the scale.

"Please sit on the bed." The doctor motioned towards the medical bed, a paper sheet covering the top of it, Amy took her seat on it, keeping her legs as closed as she could manage.

"Ah-ah, open your legs." Suzie caught her quickly, still recording the event on her phone, Amy tried to beseech the doctor with her eyes, but Dr. Apple simply shrugged, Amy surrendered and opened her legs "Oh my, Amy, you're soaking the sheets."

And so Amy looked down, her juices had run so much they'd seeped into the paper sheet lining the bed, she didn't even think she could blush so hard, her face had turned hot.

"I'm so sorry." Amy clamped her hands on her face, muffling her own apology.

"Don't worry about it, the sheets are supposed to be disposable, and we clean the bed anyways." The doctor reassured her as she took her blood pressure and checked her breathing with the stethoscope, which occasionally glanced off Amy's rock hard nipples, causing her to wince, Amy was even almost sure that Dr. Apple was starting to do it on purpose.

"Now the last thing, I'm going to take your temprature." the doctor said as she brandished the thermometer.

"Oh doc! Can you do it anally?" Suzie asked, and she could hear a gasp coming from Amy, but the doctor herself simply smiled.

"I don't see why not." the doctor said, turning to Amy "Amy, please get on your knees and... Ahem, present yourself."

Amy couldn't believe this, but she had to obey, she shifted her position on the bed so that she was on her hands and knees, ass pointing towards Suzie and the doctor, who couldn't help but smile to each other as they looked upon the humiliated Amy's cute bottom, lewdly wet pussy, and readily puckered anus.

It didn't take long before Amy felt the thermometer wedge itself firmly in her ass, it wasn't that big, but the doctor made sure to "adjust" it to fit comfortably, and even then, most of it was due to the shame.




Strip Game Addicts Ch. 03



Finally the thermometer beeped and and the doctor removed it from Amy's rectum, much to the debased patient's relief.

"That's about it," the doctor said with a sigh, and just as Amy was about to get down, the doctor continued wistfully "Well..."

"What is it, Doc?" Suzie seemed to jump at the doctor's prompting, almost as if she was welcoming her interjection.

"I wonder, would it be okay if gave Amy one little... Order?" the doctor's tone barely betrayed the nature of her request, Amy couldn't believe what she was hearing, and was begging her friend to refuse and let it be over.

"Sure, why not, you put up with us for this whole time." And there it was, of course Suzie wasn't going to let this chance go to waste.

"Alright then, Amy, I want you to get yourself off." The look on Amy's face was priceless, as she noted by Suzie's excitement, when she didn't move or respond, the doctor re-stated her order "You know, masturbate."

"What...?" Amy was taken aback, she couldn't have heard her right, could she? her owm doctor was asking her, no, telling her to finger herself?

"She wants you to play with yourself." Suzie once again confirmed it, and even continued egging her on "C'mon, you've been dying to cum since you got topless, I can tell and I can prove it."

Suzie held the phone up as evidence, and Amy's eyes seemed to finally give in, face sinking into the bed, her ass now pointing skywards at the ceiling, her hands immediately reached out, one toying with her aching clit, the other plunging deep into her wet folds, she was already pretty worked up, moaning and thrusting her hips along with the motion.

"oh doc, you might wanna get the bedpan!" Suzie warned, and Amy felt the cold metal being slipped next to her feet on the bed, but it was only a passing feeling, quickly overshadowed by her encroaching orgasm.

And thus, with a buck of her hips, Amy reached climax as she squirted her juices generously, her inner thighs becoming completely soaked, but most of it seemed to land in the bedpan by her feet.

Once Amy was recovered from her exhausting orgasm, she was let off the bed and bid farewell by the doctor, who was promised a copy of the video.

When they were in the waiting room, Suzie snatched her friend's clothes and ran out the door, yelling "catch me if you can!" as she headed towards her car outside.

Amy, still shocked by this, took a second to recover before she ran after Suzie, modesty restored, her hands clamped over her privates, she ran so frantically, she didn't even take the time to notice if anyone had seen her.

When Amy reached the car, Suzie was already inside and the engine was running, opening the door and getting in, Amy couldn't find her clothes.

"I'll give them to you when you get home." Suzie told her, despite the agreement, Amy still had to do as Suzie told her.

throughout the journey home, many cars and trucks passing them honked gleefully as they got an eyeful of the naked beauty in the passenger seat, Amy wanted to cover up, but Suzie told her to keep her hands at her sides.

Once they reached home, Suzie told Amy to march to the door, as Amy got there, she realized her keys were in her jeans pockets.

"Can I have my clothes now?" Amy asked, but Suzie shook her head.

"Only if you show me what you were going to do when you got inside." Suzie said.

Suzie knew Amy too well, she knew that once was not enough for her, she leaned back against her front door, sliding down, she opened her legs wide and once again, she began pleasuring herself in view of the entire neighborhood, once again coming to a quick orgasm, creaming her own front porch.

Once she was done, Suzie reached in her pocket and pulled out Amy's keys and cell phone, handing them over, she said she would keep Amy's clothes, and gave her a smack on the ass as Amy disappeared into her house, another set of clothing lost.

She went up to her room and continued once again masturbating, this was an especially big one.



Strip Game Addicts Ch. 04



John Benson was quite tired that day, it was cold and dreary, overcast and clammy, if anything brought him down and impeded his energy, it was bad weather, he was hoping that it wouldn't get any worse than this and rain when he heard a greeting come from behind him.

"Hi John." He heard a feminine voice calling out to him, he turned around to see that it was Emily, a tomboyish girl his age sporting short-styled black hair, wearing a big, baggy hoodie and ripped jeans, who happened to be John's next door neighbor.

Emily liked John, more than he knew in fact; she had a big crush on him, and despite most people, Emily's opinion of John was not lessened when she learned of his "habit".

On the contrary, Emily was one of the few people who seemed to enjoy playing strip games with John, and oddly enough, she was the only person who came close to having an even loss ratio as him, possibly due to her crush on him, not that he knew anything about it.

While he had intimate knowledge of her, John didn't think anything of it, usually, a strip game was usually an effective way of creating a sexual tension afterwards, especially when the losing player had to do a forfeit, it was very hard to come up with anything that wasn't sexual, John could only think of such cases when someone wanted something very specific from him, or were using it vindictively to get back at him for something.

As such, he was very accustomed to performing sexual acts when he lost, and even demanding them in the rare cases where he won.

"Oh, hi Emily." John's mood seemed to lose its edge a bit, he liked hanging out with Emily, even when there was no prospect of strip games on the horizon, she was just fun to be around.

"Weather got you down again?" Emily asked, hitting the bullseye right from the start.

"Yeah, just can't seem to muster any energy." His answer still carried a touch of bitterness, despite his attempt to sound cheerful.

"Mind if I tag along?" Emily skipped her way up to him, matching her pace to his and slowing down to a walk next to him.

"Not at all." He responded.

The walk back was quiet at first, John was wearing a big jacket himself, it was a hand-me-down from his father, but it still did a good job keeping him warm in the cold weather and dry in the rain.

At this time of day, the way back was quite deserted, they lived in a pretty quiet suburb, so there was nary a person in sight of the two, and it seems that was what pushed Emily to consider:

"Hey John, I have an idea," She beamed and turned to tell John "Wanna play a strip game?"

John stopped in his tracks, and so Emily followed suit, he looked around him a bit before making sure "Here?"

"Yeah, well... As we walk back home, to be exact." Emily felt taken aback, not sure about her idea all of a sudden.

"What... Did you have in mind?" Curiosity seemed to be getting the better of John now, as he asked for more details.

"It's simple, really," Emily began explaining her idea, slowly feeling more emboldened as she did "Everytime we pass a telephone pole, we play a game of rock paper scissors, the loser has to take off an article of clothing, and we keep doing that until either one of us is naked, or we reach our places."

John looked at the telephone poles placed sequentially along the road, they was a decent distance between each of them, enough to maybe have few enough poles between here and their houses that, if they won evenly, would make them return home with some of their clothing intact.

Although he didn't show it, John was very excited about doing this idea, even if it sounded like a bad one, his urge to play was beginning to win out.

"Why not." He finally agreed.

"Alright, so let's start." Emily cheered up all of a sudden, as she and John played out their first game, with a paper against rock, it was actually John who won the first round.

"Wow, off to a good start, aren't you?" Emily said with a touch of lamentation in her tone, as she took her shoes and socks off and placed them in her backpack.

The feeling of the pavement beneath Emily's feet was an interesting one, the hard, cold sensation of the stone slabs under her feet made her want to walk faster, even run, but she decided to control the urge to do so.

One other thing John didn't seem to catch on concerning Emily was that she was an exhibitionist, she enjoyed being naked in public settings, and that was the reason her seeing John running around naked made her like him even more, to her, he was living the dream, and he had helped her do so as well on so many occasions, not to mention the few times she actually threw the game herself, just for an excuse to be naked in front of other people.

They continued walking on to the next pole, stopping when they reached it and playing once again, this time with scissors against rock, which was John's loss, likewise, John removed his own shoes and socks and stuffed them in his backpack, continuing to move once again.

At the next pole, the two played the next round, this time it was John who lost, he unzipped his jacket, slipping it off his shoulders, and once again placed it in his pack, underneath it was a plain black t-shirt.

At the next pole, Emily lost the game with a rock again, instead of removing her hoodie however, she opted to undo her pants, sliding the tight jeans off her legs and letting them fall to the floor.

From John's perspective, Emily looked like she could've been wearing a pair of shorts underneath her hoodie, which was long enough to hide any unmentionables, Emily proceeded to place her pants into her pack.

Despite being relatively covered, Emily could feel the excitement rising, if she moved too much, the hoodie could hike up and expose her butt to anyone watching, thankfully though, there have been very few people on the way home.

The two walked along to the next pole, passing one of the few people they had met so far along the way, a middle aged jogger who paid the two teens no mind, they had reached the next pole as he passed, and that game produced a tie, scissors against scissors.

"So what now?" John wondered "Do we go to the next pole, or just play again?"

"We keep playing, until one person wins." Emily clarified, and John thought about it for a second, right now it's not an issue, but in the latter rounds this might become more crucial, where having to do the round over might be a problem.

The two played two more rounds, each matching the other in result, forcing the two to play again until one of them won.

Finally, with scissors against scissors John won again, Emily unzipped her hoodie and took it off, revealing a rather snug band shirt, a certain pair of points on the shirt caught John's eyes.

"No bra?" John asked, his eyes transfixed on the small but perky breasts, topped with two clearly stiff nipples struggling against her shirt.

"Don't really need it." She replied, now clearly feeling the thrill of exposure, the shirt was not as long as the hoodie was, so her light blue boyshorts were clearly visible below her shirt.

The next round was quickly settled, with rock against paper, and John losing his shirt, he pulled it off, revealing his bare chest to the cold air.

"You know, we're actually even." Emily commented, and she was right, despite the disparity in their appearance, the two each had two pieces of clothing left, but to Emily, her situation was far more vulnerable; John could skate by with just his underwear, but any lost piece of clothing on her part would expose far more than John would, she couldn't help but think of all that she could be parading if she lost next.

By the time Emily's imagination hit its destination after its wild run, she realized that they were already at the next pole.

And almost as if fate had answered her desire, by way of paper against scissors, Emily lost once again, she felt her stomach flutter and her heart struggling to burst out of her chest, all while trying not to appear too eager.

She decided that she wanted to remove her shirt, she wanted as much exposure as possible, and just the thought of standing out in the street in nothing but her panties made them quite damp, she grabbed the hem of her snug shirt and peeled it off of her goosefleshed skin, revealing the modest yet bouncy A cups underneath, topped with what could be mistaken as pencil erasers, now exposed to the nippy air of winter, Emily felt them ache in a plea to be touched.

Biting her lips, Emily couldn't help but reach up and give her breasts a squeeze, pinching the nipples in the process and trying her best not to get caught up in the pleasure, she could see John mesmerized by the sight of the lithe, sporty young girl in nothing but her knickers.

John himself was beginning to feel the pressure in his own nether regions, his member straining against the tight material of his jeans.

"That was... Bold." John commented on Emily's choice, considering the other would be less revealing "Not that I'm complaining, of course."

"I'd be angry if you did." Emily laughed nervously, tightening her squeeze on her breasts and nipples, not to mention her thighs "But we're almost at the house, so I thought why not?"

John looked down the road, his house was at the end of the block, just after Emily's, John could count maybe four or five more poles, more than enough to get both of them naked, or even perform a forfeit or two, John's eyes once again returned to Emily's near-naked form, he wondered what he would make her do if she did lose a couple more times.

"Um... We should hurry, I'm getting a bit anxious." Emily lied, she was loving this and she wanted to keep the game moving, but there was no way she was revealing that bit, not yet at least, she finally remembered the shirt clutched in her hands, she hurriedly stuffed it in her bag and carried on.

"Yeah... " John nodded and they both continued to the next pole, Emily did not cover herself as they did, the walk felt like a million miles to her, lost in her own thoughts, she wished it could continue a million more.

Reaching the next pole, the two played again, and just as John suspected, they had managed to tie.

"Not the best time." Emily squeaked, once again another lie, she cheered internally as they tied yet again, she was being forced to stand there in her panties, until they could finally reach a win to either side, Emily was so horny she felt her clitoris pop out of its hood, erect and begging for even a single touch to send her over the edge, but not yet.

With the third throw, Emily finally managed to win a round, joy and disappointment mixing within her heart, she would not be naked yet, but she'd be getting closer to seeing John naked.

Without much prompt, John removed his jeans, releasing some of the pressure on his now throbbing cock, only bound by the thin fabric of his boxer shorts, which didn't do too much of a good job as he was clearly pitching a tent.

The jeans went into the bag, and they continued walking for the penultimate time; the next pole was next to Emily's house, and the one after was John's, they were probably going to play until his house.

At the pole, they played yet again, this time there were no ties, it was quick and clean, one single game, rock against scissors, and it was John's loss.

Emily only smiled, and John, swallowing the lump in his throat, knew what he had to do, he slid his boxers down, freeing his stiff shaft from its confines and standing there in the nude, he didn't dare touch it, one touch and he would probably shoot a massive load right then and there.

This time it was Emily who was mesmerized, she felt herself tingling with excitement and arousal, looking at John's naked body and exposed penis, but all she could manage was another bite of her lower lip.

"One more game." Emily whispered to John, who could do nothing but nod, his blood pumping, painfully aware that he was walking completely naked in his own neighborhood, head swimming from the thrill of the game, he almost didn't realize it when he reached the final pole.

The final round, with paper against scissors, was the third loss in a row for John.

"I win." Emily said, almost breathless at this point, John now owed her a forfeit, and there were many things she wanted to make him do, but for now, something simple and quick would probably do "And I want you to stand here and play with yourself."

Defeated, John stood at the curb facing away from his house and wrapped his fingers around his throbbing member, just the simplest touch caused him to moan, he was already on the edge of exploding, and so he began to move his hand, closing his eyes and pumping away at his aching cock, and as if it wasn't enough, he felt Emily's breasts pressing against his back as she wrapped her hands around him from behind.

"W-what...?" John barely managed before Emily shushed him.

"I won, right? I do what I want." she whispered sweetly into his ear, reaching around to cup his balls and gave them a squeeze, John groaned one final time before releasing his load out onto the street.

When his panting subsided, John's brain finally took control back from his hormones as he realized he was still standing completely naked in broad daylight with cock in hand, he quickly picked up his bag and dashed towards the house, only stopping to turn mid run and say goodbye to Emily, who couldn't help but laugh.

Shutting the door behind him, John quickly ascended the stairs up to his room, still naked, John looked down at his own cock, it was still hard, even though he just came, with his back still again the door, he took it in his hand once again and began beating his meat again.

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Emily watched as John made a dash to his house's door, her eyes transfixed on his ass as he did, when she was sure he was inside and not coming back out, she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.

Now that John was gone, it hit her how horny she was feeling from the game and the exposure, it was always a lot of fun playing with John.

Stepping closer to the batch of sperm John had shot on the asphalt of the road, Emily hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid them off, adding them to the rest of her clothes in her own bag, and sat down on the sidewalk.

Laying down on her back and spreading her legs open, Emily's hands began to roam all over her body, toying with her breasts and eventually travelling down, past her trimmed strip of hair and down to her now sopping wet snatch, at first she simply toyed with her erect clitoris, teasing and pinching it as moans of pleasure escaped from her throat, then inserting two fingers into her depths, pumping away as her palm smacked against her clit, driving her over the edge to orgasm, juices running down her legs and onto the sidewalk.

Emily did not know how long she lay there, enjoying the orgasmic bliss she felt before getting up, an impish grin on her face as she walked to her own house, fully satisfied; she was going to remember this game well.

The End



Strip Game Addicts Ch. 05



Amy sat bored at her desk during detention, once again she'd been sent here thanks to Samantha, forcing her to streak the hallway after she'd won another one of their strip games, and it wasn't even close, she'd ended up naked without her even winning once, ending up naked, she tried to redeem herself by offering up a forfeit, but even then she failed to win, getting forced to streak and eventually getting caught by the principle. 

While everyone had become used to Amy's special brand of mischief, the school still had to put up an air of discipline, they knew that Amy was not likely to stop anytime soon, so fortunately Detention was the worst her punishments would get, hoping that they might at least keep her out of trouble, but unfortunately, that also meant that she had to spend that time along with the perpetrator, her nemesis Samantha. 

The teacher responsible for detention was rarely around, opting to use their time elsewhere, sometimes even leaving early, trusting that the students would go home by themselves when the time came, and not, for instance, leave early, some of the students actually snuck out beforehand, taking the risk of the teacher coming back and noticing them missing, but more often than not, that risk was quite acceptable. 

Amy noticed Samantha packing her bag, it was too early to leave, but it appeared that Sam had decided that the boredom outweighed the risk, Amy would not let her leave; if Sam wanted to leave, that means stopping her would ruin her day, and that would make Amy's day better. 

"If you leave now, I'll tell the teacher later." Amy called out, a soft murmur emerged from the other detention students as Samantha stopped dead in her tracks. 

She turned around, at first, Amy thought that Samantha was glaring at her, but only for an instant, so short and abrupt that Amy thought she was mistaken, Samantha smiled at her a smiled that belied venom, but it was still a smile, not a glare. 

"Just admit it, Amy, you just want me around because you'd be lonely." Samantha jeered and slowly approached Amy, causing her skin to crawl. 

"I'll tell you what, Amy I'll stay here, but on one condition." Samantha grinned wickedly, almost like a predator who had its prey in its snare. 

"W-what?" Amy was almost afraid to ask, though she knew what it would be; Samantha loved nothing more than to exploit Amy's one true "weakness". 

"Oh, simple, you just have to play me in a little game." Samantha explained, quite aware that everyone else was waiting intently "a strip game, to be precise." 

Amy looked around the classroom, all eyes were on her, everyone was waiting for her answer, they had all heard of Amy's misadventures, some even had caught her streaking naked after one game or another, but none of the students here had seen her up close, she could even see the lust in some of the boys' eyes. 

Amy was excited, she was also nervous of course, but still excited; she had played games in public before, and even to a dedicated audience, the thrill of the game mixed in with the sexual tension of standing naked in front of expecting people, Amy wanted to squirm, but feared that she might let on too much. 

"What's the game?" Amy tried to insert as much bravado into the question as possible, all while trying to kill her anticipation, it would be embarrassing if everyone got to see her naked, or worse, but it would be even more so if they figured out that she actually wanted it to begin with. 

Instead of speaking, Samantha turned around and drew three circles inside of each other; a bullseye, the each circle smaller than the one around it, the inner circle itself only a couple of inches wide, certainly a difficult target. 

"Anyone have a ruler?" Samantha asked the now excited spectators, who quickly produced the desired implement "Spitball darts." 

"We take turns shooting at the bullseye, the loser removes a piece of clothing, if we tie, we go again." Samantha explained, offered Amy the ruler, but retracted it before she managed to grab it "one more thing, loser has to do a forfeit from each person here, including the winner." 

This one got attention from everybody, Amy could see it, there were hesitant looks on the eyes of everyone here, especially the girls, would Amy accept these conditions? There were two boys and two other girls besides Samantha, so that was five forfeits in total. 

Of course, Amy was far too gone for this, to her it was a natural conclusion, there may have been a voice in the back of her mind reminding her that it was Samantha doing this same thing that got her in detention in the first place, but it was probably drowned out by the other voice telling her to go for it. 

She once again reached for the ruler, taking it out of Samantha's hand and thus accepting the challenge. 

Taking out a piece of paper, Amy ripped a small piece of it off, stuck in her mouth and chewed on it for a second, before producing a small pellet of paper, resting the ruler against the edge of her desk, Amy wound up, and fired. 

The pellet zoomed through the air, finding itself stuck to the black board, unfortunately, it was quite outside the circles drawn by Samantha, it seemed that this game was harder than Amy anticipated. 

getting up and letting Samantha take her seat (to keep the playing field level, after all, Amy didn't want Sam shooting from a better vantage point), the bully took aim and let her own ball loose, it was in the outer circle, but that was still a winning shot. 

Samantha grinned, although Amy only had to take off her sandals, it still felt humiliating to lose right off bat the like this, she slipped her sandals off and took her place at the desk. 

The second shot from Amy actually managed to hit the outer ring, she hoped that this would at least give her another chance. 

But alas, when Samantha took her place and shot her ball, it managed to hit the middle ring, meaning that Amy, who had just lost, now had a choice between her shirt or her skirt. 

Another look back around around at their audience confirmed her fears, not only were the boys quite attentive, the girls themselves seemed to be enjoying this far more than she anticipated, it almost seemed that they were expecting a humiliating defeat for a show, it was true that she often ended up the loser of her challenges, but was that also part of the rumors surrounding her? 

Amy put the thought out of her head, she had to take something off, her shirt was too short to act as cover for her bottom, so there was no real easy answer here, nevertheless, she opted to unbutton her skirt, letting the smooth fabric slide off her backside and down into a tiny cloth heap on the ground, revealing her cream white panties to the spectators. 

Amy began to feel nervous now, her shapely behind on display in nothing but skimpy underwear, once again, she tried to push the thoughts out of her head, to concentrate on the game at hand, but try as she might, she couldn't shake the nerves well enough to score; the ball hit the board outside the border, another complete miss. 

Cheers and raves came from the four students, further shaking Amy's own confidence as Samantha's shot actually hit the bullseye. 

Amy's choices this time were limited, her only real option was the shirt; she was not going to remove her panties early on when she had a bra, after all, this was more or less the same as wearing a swimsuit, of course, everyone else was fully dressed, including her opponent, her only condolence was that her underwear matched. Amy was finding it very hard to focus now. 

Regardless of the pressure she felt, Amy did her best to regain control, she took a deep breath, then tried once again to fire, thankfully. Amy managed to hit the middle ring this time around, she hoped that her opponent did not repeat her miraculous shot. 

Holding her breath, Amy ceded the seat to Samantha, who took aim, and, with a relieved breath, Amy watched the ball hit the other side of the middle ring, a tie, though it meant that Amy had to shoot yet again, it was still the best result she had gotten so far. 

taking back her seat, Amy aimed with renewed confidence, once again managing to hit the second ring, she reminded herself that Samantha had hit the outer ring once, maybe if she held out well enough, she'd be able to get the hang of this game long enough to actually compete. 

Alas, Samantha's next shot was another bullseye, meaning that Amy had lost one more piece of clothing, and she only had two left, or more appropriately, she only has one left. 

with cheers and now wolf whistles coming from the boys, Amy stood up once more to remove her bra, reaching back and unclasping the white bra and letting it slip off of her shoulders, her perky chest mounds now in view of five people, and Amy knew that her nipples were hard enough to scratch glass, she hoped that no one was paying any close attention to the crotch of her panties, though knowing her luck, someone probably was. 

"Nice tits, Amy!" one of the boys exclaimed, only serving to increase the tightness in her chest and the brightness of her blush, she instinctively raised her hands to cover her exposed breasts, but found that the contact against her nipples only made things worse, and ended up pinching them. 

This was a sink or swim moment, if Amy couldn't get a win here, it was over for her, she'd be at the mercy of five of her classmates, and whatever deviant acts they could imagine, seeing how the boys were now looking at her, she was expecting something very devious. 

Once more, Amy took a deep breath and fired her ball, and to her pleasant surprise, she actually managed to hit the bullseye. 

And to make things more hopeful, Samantha had once again hit the center ring, meaning that Amy actually won the round. 

However, to Amy's dismay, Samantha simply took off her shoes, and she still had her socks on, it was apparent that she had more clothes on than Amy had to begin with, which wasn't exactly cheating, since there were no rules about how many pieces to wear. 

This also made Amy aware of the vast distance between her and Samantha; while her opponent was still more or less fully dressed, Amy was topless, in fact, she only had her tiny white panties on, and any hope Amy had gained from the win seemed insignificant. 

The nervousness proved fatal, as Amy took the next shot and missed entirely, while Samantha made another shot at the center ring, signaling, for better or for worse, the end of the match itself, and effectively moving into the forfeits portion. 

But first, Amy had to take care of one final matter, she found herself holding her breath as she hooked her thumbs into the elastic band of her panties and slid them down her hips, the cheers resurfaced as it hit the ground and she stood there, in her own classroom, completely naked in front of four complete strangers, she felt her heart racing and her breath getting shallow, she felt her engorged clit aching as it was exposed to the open air. 

And just when she felt that the feeling couldn't get any worse, Samantha picked the perfect time to reveal another bit of information: 

"By the way, I haven't introduced you to my friends, Serena, Jackie, James and Rob." Samantha saw fit to speak up all of a sudden and introduced the four students in the class with them "I invited them here to watch after they helped me perfect my shooting technique, though I'm still a bit rusty." 

And that's when it hit Amy even harder; this wasn't an actual match, this was a glorified strip show and whatever entertainment they deemed appropriate to extract from her, she was meant to lose from the start. 

"You tricked me?" Was all that Amy could manage to say, she wanted to lift her hands up and cover herself, but reminded herself of her own sensitivity. 

"There was no trick Amy, I was simply better." Samantha snidely gloated, she bent down and grabbed Amy's panties, stepping away as the naked girl tried to reach out and retrieve her clothes, only to find them pulled away at the last moment "And if you even think about reneging on your forfeits, you can just walk out of here and go home as you are, and then we'll see how you'll tell the teacher about me leaving." 

At that moment, Amy slightly regretted that choice, although she knew that this would probably be the end result regardless. 

"So I think we should save the boys' forfeits for the end, I have a feeling they'll be a good finisher." Samantha mused out loud to no one in particular as she turned to her friends "Serena, why don't you go first?" 

Amy turned to Serena, waiting for the judgement to come, she had no idea what was in wait, given that this was a complete stranger. 

"Well, she has a cute butt," Serena began, which only made Amy blush further, getting such a comment from Serena was both flattering and humiliating, but mostly humiliating "So I really want to see her spanked." 

Amy was fidgeted slightly, she was definitely aroused to begin with, and getting spanked certainly wouldn't help her state, but she assumed that Serena would be the only one spanking her, if not for Samantha speaking up: 

"So that means six smacks from each of us, for a total of thirty." Samantha added, and Serena seemed to agree "So hands on the teacher's desk, Amy." 

Amy looked shocked, but quickly gave up and turned around, placing her hands on the desk as she awaited her forfeit, which soon came. 

SMACK! 

SMACK! 

SMACK! 

Amy felt Serena's hands slamming against her cheeks as she recoiled in pain with every contact, six wacks after six wacks, Amy felt her ass warming up from the blood rushing to her tender flesh, and she was very much aware when the boys took their turns, as they took their time to also caress her ass, grope her breasts and even finger her wanting pussy. 

As Amy guessed, she was considerably more aroused after the spanking, and now it was definitely a well known fact, as the boys had experienced first hand her more than moist lips. 

"Okay, Jackie is next?" Samantha asked the girl, who nodded enthusiastically. 

"Well, this has been so exciting that I'm absolutely parched, so I'd like to ask Amy to get us some drinks." Jackie wore a rather devilish grin as she began explaining her forfeit to Amy, who took a second before realizing the implications of such a forfeit "So Amy, go on out to the vending machine by the cafeteria, and get us all some drinks." 

They wanted her walking the hallways of the school naked as the day she was born, Amy was certainly abashed at the concept, but she couldn't deny the fact that she felt an instant surge of titillation from the thought. 

She turned at the sound of the door opening, only to see Samantha opening the door for her, gingerly stepping over towards the open door, and finding herself standing out in the middle of the school's hallway, she felt the urge to make a dash towards the cafeteria, but found that all she could manage was a light jog, her knees shaking as it took all of her concentration to simply walk at that pace. 

Soon, Amy's pace quickened, and she was finally making the dash towards the vending machine. 

I soon came to a quick halt, remembering something quite vital, and dashed back towards the class as fast as Amy could manage, her speed finally kicking in. 

I reached the door and burst into a laughter filled classroom, Amy's audience barely able to contain themselves. 

"Yes Amy?" Samantha managed when she finally calmed down enough to address me. 

"M-money... you forgot to give me money..." mortified at her misstep, Amy managed to squeak out the words to the essential part of the forfeit she had so carelessly overlooked. 

"Why of course Amy, here you go." Samantha presented her with a five dollar bill, which Amy reached for hesitantly, fearing some sort of retribution or the like, only to receive another smack on the ass as she turned around, causing her yelp in pain and skip a step forward, eliciting another fit of laughter from her tormentors. 

Once again in the hallway, Amy was running at full speed from the word go, no more awkwardness, now she was running as fast as her legs could carry her, the bare soles of her feet pattering at a constant rhythm along the cold floor of the school.  

Thankfully, the hallways were quite empty, as this was after school hours, any students still in school, of which there weren't many, were in their respective clubrooms and fields, leaving the actual school building quite abandoned. 

finally arriving at the vending machines, Amy began hurriedly inserting the bill into the machine, the slow slide into the slot and the whirring were agonizingly slow for Amy, who's heart beat like a drum, as her fingers shakily fumbled to press the buttons. 

Amy's heart skipped a beat with each clatter of the soda cans, the dropping sounded deafening in Amy's ears. To her, the sound was unmistakably loud, alerting anyone still in school to her presence, to her, everyone knew that Amy was naked in the hallway with more certainty with each press of the button, and it was only made worse by the stirring of her loins with each instance. 

Amy had to reassure herself that no, it was all in her head, these thoughts were only there because she was naked now, amplified with the slightest noise she could make. 

This was all too quick to come crashing down as Amy finally picked out the first soda can, only to see a pair of legs right next to her, she shot upright and faced her guest, a student from one of her classes. 

"Oh hey, you're Amy aren't you?" The student, a girl of Amy's age, stood there with a smirk on her face, she herself was holding a money bill, clearly on her way to purchase a drink, the chances of someone wandering the halls besides her were slim, but Amy's luck was too good (or too bad) for such logic. 

"H-how did you know?" Amy stammered as she sought to shield her bare privates from the girl, only to realize she was still holding the cold, metal cans, which brushed up against her sensitive nipples, something she barely managed to resist wincing or moaning through. 

"Everyone knows you, Amy, especially when you're running around naked." the girl laughed, and Amy felt her shame rising again through the panic of running around naked. 

"Um, okay, but I kinda have to go!" Amy tried to kneel down to grab the remaining cans of soda, still sitting in the machine's alcove, but the girl managed to snatch away one of the cans, Amy's panic began to set in again as she reached for it, she only had money for five cans, the exact number she was asked to bring, and she did not want to go back with less than she was asked to bring, fearing the consequences. 

"Not so fast, Amy." the girl pulled her hand away, keeping it out of Amy's grasp "I want you to do something for me." 

"What?" A lump formed in Amy's throat, she had somehow managed to get herself a sixth forfeit, as it seemed. 

"turn around, bend over and spread those lips, I want to see how horny you are." the girl commanded, extending her free hand to Amy "I'll hold your other soda while you do." 

Amy gave in, she handed the second soda to the girl and took the position, giving her back to the girl before bending down and reaching back, to spread her still sore ass cheeks and quite puffy pussy lips opens, she was almost shivering, but still didn't expect the girl to press the cold metal cylinder against her exposed privates. 

Amy yelped louder than she would have liked to admit, and louder than she would've liked, period, after all this effort to stay quiet, she goes and ruins it by yelling loudly. 

Shocked and somewhat hurt, Amy spun around and grabbed her cans back from the girl, then proceeded to remove the remaining ones from the machine, all while the girl just laughed at her, though she did not stop her when Amy ran back towards the classroom. 




Strip Game Addicts Ch. 05



glad that this ordeal is over, Amy walked back into the room breathlessly, the boys seemed to perk up at her return, doubtless anticipating further entertainment from the naked loser. 

"Here, your drinks..." Amy mumbled as she handed the cans to the other students, glad to finally be rid of the stinging cold sensation. 

"Excellent job, Amy, now to your next forfeit," it might have been Amy's imagination, but Samantha seemed almost sinister in her tone, as she stood up from the teacher's desk she was leaning against and patted its surface "lie down here and give us a show." 

"W-what?" Amy had to stop and ask, she was afraid of doing what she assumed Samantha actually wanted her to do. 

"Cum for us, Amy, on the desk." Samantha explained, the smile on her face betrayed her enjoyment of Amy's torment "Come now, Amy, we all know you're dying for some release." 

And despite her disdain for Samantha, Amy couldn't deny this fact, she was extremely horny, thanks to the day's events, and she did need release, but she'd never done it in front of this many strangers before, in fact, she'd never been naked in front of so many people before. 

Yes, many people had caught sight of her streaking, and she's played many a private games with other people, but in front of such an audience? This was a first, and it worried Amy very much that she was so turned on by it. 

Hopping on the desk, Amy lay herself on top and lifted her feet to the edge, legs spread for her audience and soaking wet pussy on full view. 

It didn't take a lot of stimulation to get Amy off, she was already slippery and ready to indulge herself, her fingers slipped into her eager pussy with ease, and before she knew it, she was pumping away and moaning in pleasure for the pleasure of four strangers. 

She finally tweaked her aching clitoris and hit her climax, sending her juices squirting out onto the classroom's floor. 

Amy heard the students clapping and cheering, she was quite breathless from the experience, but also quite dismayed when she got up to see that every one of them was holding a cellphone in hand, apparently having recorded her show, Amy was not surprised or shocked, she was used to videos of her antics spreading, thankfully, everyone had the tact not to post her name alongside it as of yet, only the people who knew her knew that she was the girl in question. 

"Well done Amy, now on to the boys." Samantha brought Amy down to earth again, she'd lost herself in the moment and had completely forgotten that there were two more forfeits she had to complete, and she guessed that they'd be the worst yet, Samantha turned to James and Rob "Now am I safe to assume that you both want the same thing?" 

The boys nodded in agreement, and Samantha turned back to Amy: 

"Well Amy, I assume our boys would like some 'lip service', if you know what I mean." Samantha confirmed Amy's second worst fear, at least they didn't ask for sex. 

This was not the first time Amy had given a boy sexual favors as a forfeit of a strip game, but again, it was the first time she'd done so to a relative stranger, and in front of strangers no less. 

Thinking to herself that it would be over soon, Amy simply got on her knees and awaited the boys', who, just like her, were also in need of some relief. 

James and Rob stood to a halt in front of her, unzipping their jeans and releasing their stiff members. 

The two weren't half bad, if she were doing this of her own accord, she'd not want for size, before returning to her previous state of mind, Amy allowed herself to think like that for a moment, that of wanting to get it over with. 

Amy stuck out her tongue and took the first cock in her mouth, her lips wrapped around it as her fingers wrapped around the second one, she thrust her head forward and took the full length in, now bobbing her head back and forth, she found herself enjoying the experience, tongue swirling around the stiff shaft before pulling back and switching over, repeating the act for the second cock. 

"Smile for the camera, Amy." Samantha called out, and Amy looked over to see yet another video being made of her. 

Amy went back and forth between the two, and thankfully, she wasn't the only one close to the climax, the boys did not last long as the first shot his load in her mouth, filling it with his hot sperm, Amy swallowed it and continued to clean the shaft as she found the second load released on her face. 

Even though she was given no warning, Amy took it in stride and switched to the other cock, taking her time to suck it dry and clean as well. 

When she was done, Amy was surprised to catch herself smiling, quickly remembering the camera pointed at her, she tried to compose herself, but too late. 

"What a slut." She heard one of the two girls whispering, and the shame and humiliation hit Amy like a ton of bricks, she really couldn't object, after all. 

"Well Amy, Detention is almost over, so we'll see you later." Samantha said as she grabbed all of Amy's clothes and headed for the door, the other four followed right behind her. 

"Wait! You said you'd give me back my clothes!" Amy pleaded, and Samantha was gracious enough to reply, at least, that's what Amy thought. 

"Oh I will, but I never said I'd return them now," Samantha twisted her words yet again, like a knife in Amy's guts "But I suppose I could offer you a ride." 

Once again, this was a curse in disguise, as when Amy reached Samantha's car, she remembered that Samantha had a sports car, one not fit to carry six people, only five, what that meant was that Amy was forced to sit on one of the boys' lap in the backseat. 

Surrounded by her tormentors in such a confined space, Amy's ride home was not a pleasant one, now there was no pretense whatsoever as the girls and Rob, whose lap she sat on, and whose penis was already quite energetic even so soon after his blowjob, fondled and groped the naked and helpless girl. 

When they reached Amy's home, the students opened the door and told Amy to leave, who tried pleading with them to get her clothes back again. 

"No, you do not get your clothes back yet," Samantha refused sternly, but she seemed to have yet another angle "that is, unless you get on the hood and cum for us again." 

Amy, brought back to frustration by Rob and the two other girls, was more than willing to get this over with, this wasn't the first time she'd been naked outside of her own house, nor was it the first time she masturbated there. 

Getting on the now warm hood (which Samantha was at least gracious enough to let cool down, even though that meant she had to endure some more fondling), Amy once again fingered herself to orgasm, and of course, a third video was made of her lewd act. 

When she finally got off the hood and asked for her clothes back, All Samantha and the others did was get back in the car and drive away, leaving Amy once again with one less set of clothing.



Strip Game Addicts Ch. 06



John Benson was feeling quite relaxed on his spring vacation, yet the current situation was not as relaxing as he had hoped; Jenna had invited him over to have some fun, considering his past experience with Jenna, he had hoped that this was her implying that they would play another strip game, and they were going to do just that.

Unfortunately, Jenna also invited two more people, his friends Emily and Richard, both of them enjoyed playing strip games with before, however, as much as he enjoyed it, he was hoping that this would be a more private affair.

They had sat around facing each other, in particular, they sat around a monopoly board, ready to be played; this was their strip game for the day.

Jenna had already begun explaining the rules:

Instead of each play starting with $1500, each male player receives $650, and each female player gets $500.

Clothing can (and will) be used as legal tender at the following amounts

underwear: $500
bras, brassieres: $300
pants, shorts, sweats: $200
shirts, tops: $200
socks: $ 50 each
shoes: $ 50 each

No other clothing is allowed to be used as legal tender. That means no hats, no jewelry, no watches, no tampons, no sunglasses, no jackets, nothing else.

Each player is allowed to start off with ONE item from each of the previously listed categories (but two socks, and two shoes), only female players are permitted to start with a bra or a brassiere. (Pants, shorts, and sweats is one category.)

Clothes can be used to buy property, buy houses and hotels, pay debts, pay fines or anything that money can be used for, they can also be sold at a higher than list price and/or auctioned off at any time that the rules allow a player to auction property.

You're not out of the game until you are out of money and clothing. This means that if you land on someone's Boardwalk with a hotel and can't afford to pay the rent, the owner can take everything you have but leave you with one dollar, to keep you in the game.

After a player loses, they must take one forfeit from each of the players still in the game, which means that the first loser must take three forfeits, the second, two, and the third one forfeit.

As the game began, everybody rolling for their turns, and buying whatever properties they could land on, that is, except for John.

John had the exquisite luck of continuously landing on the chance and community chest spots, collecting all manners of small monetary gifts, at first it seemed like a lucky streak for him, though his lack of properties had started to get him worried; everyone else had about three properties already, he was still left with none.

However, he'd managed to finally land on an unowned property, Illinois Ave., unfortunately for him, since it was his first, it was rather unimpressive.

Even more unfortunate for him, the next property he landed on was owned by Emily, and so his recent earnings dropped just a little.

At this point, everyone but John had removed their shoes and socks, on account of the properties they'd managed to buy, Jenna had even removed her top, giving everyone a good view of her bra and ample busom.

The game continued on for a couple of turns, John managing to gain one other property, however, about half of the board has already been occupied by his three opponents, which started to give him a hard time.

And then disaster struck, John landed on the "go to jail" square, meaning that about six turns into the game, he'd been sent to jail with about the same amount of money he had begun with and only two unrelated properties.

At the tenth turn when John was finally released from jail (he'd failed to roll any doubles at that point), the game was well underway; Rich was in his shirt and boxers already and was doing fairly well, while Emily was already down to her pink panties due to some bad judgements, her pink (and hard) nipples were on display, and although Jenna had lost her pants as well, she'd done so well so far as she seemed to be controlling about one third of the board.

This posed a problem for John, for despite his fully clothed state, he doubted that any of the other players would be willing to sell him any properties, as they could simply wait him out and bankrupt him without any effort.

And so it happened, bit by bit, John was hemorrhaging money faster than he could imagine, it didn't take long before he was down to his last dollar, and completely naked even before Emily.

As he rolled on what was probably the 20th turn, John finally landed on a property owned by Jenna, who took his last dollar and declared him the first loser.

"That means you'll be taking a forfeit from each of us, however, we'll leave that until the end of the game." Jenna declared, as John was relegated to the side to watch the rest of the game.

The very next turn was Emily's last holdout, she'd landed on one of Jenna's most expensive properties, and seeing how she was already struggling, this meant that the panties had to come off, leaving her with one dollar.

As to be expected, the next turn was Emily's last, marking her as the second loser, and recipient of two forfeits, one from Rich and another from Jenna.

With only two players on the board, the game was coming to an end quite quickly, Rich was attempting to hold out for as long as he could, but in the face of Jenna's overwhelming resources, it was a losing game to begin with.

It was finally time for Rich to pay up his remaining dollar, sitting there naked with his 8 inch penis that was plainly erect, much like John himself.

John was actually a basketball player, which meant that his physique was a lot more appealing than John's something both he and the girls noticed and appreciated, even the naked Emily had an impish grin on her face as she stole glances at Rich's rigid member.

"Alright, since I'm the winner now, how about we start with the forfeits?" Jenna seemed excited at the prospect of watching everyone performing for her pleasure "Emily, since you only have one forfeit for John, why don't we lead with that?"

Emily looked at John excitedly, but he knew that Emily didn't have much of an imagination for forfeits; she tended to ask for one thing and one thing only:

"I want to see John masturbate for us." Emily met John's expectations quite nicely, at least it was one forfeit he didn't have to worry about getting out of hand; he'd been made to masturbate to all three separately at some point.

"Ooh, that's a good one," Jenna clapped her hands together, but her eyes seemed to stray over to Rich "so good, in fact, that I want my forfeit to Rich to be the same thing."

"Oh, we're doing this now?" Rich seemed a tad acerbic at the prospect, he turned his head to Emily, who seemed taken aback at this turning against her "Alright then, I want Emily to masturbate with us."

And thus the impromptu masturbation session began, all three sitting facing each other, legs splayed open to display their privates in the most revealing fashion, all while Jenna clearly proclaimed that she was going to record it, while John seemed indifferent, unsurprising due to the amount of footage taken of him already, and Rich seemed almost welcoming to display himself, Emily had been a different case.

While she knew that she enjoyed stripping and displaying herself in public situations, the idea that she might be recorded doing it was a relatively new situation for her, she always assumed the risk was there, but experiencing it was an all too different sensation altogether, the permanence of it was what simultaneously worried and excited her the most.

The two boys began stroking themselves as they took sideways glances to enjoy their mates' bodies, Emily's fingers were busy circling her clitoris as she bit her lower lip, already quite aroused, the ever present hovering of the camera made sure that she felt on edge, something she felt was beginning to wane from her own displays in public, she hoped it didn't show too much how highly enjoyable this was to her.

The first to approach orgasm was John, he began to feel his throbbing penis approach its limit as he began moaning, surprisingly enough, this seemed to have an effect on his partners, who also began enjoying this more than before.

It didn't take long before John blew his load into his own hand, panting heavily as he watched the remaining two make bedroom eyes at him and each other, both dangerously approaching their limit.

The second to reach orgasm was, oddly enough, Emily, her juices flowing out onto the wooden floor finish, she convulsed before the three in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body, which left her panting, waiting for the holdout, Rich, to finish and blow his load.

But before Rich could hit his climax, Jenna stopped him, and although he seemed to struggle, Rich obeyed the order.

"John and Emily, for your second forfeits, bring Rich to orgasm with your mouths." Rich's strained face seemed to flip into a more excited one, as one tended to when faced with the prospect of a double blowjob.

Hesitant, the two approached Rich's throbbing manhood, Emily was the first to take the cock into her mouth, she bobbed her head a few times before moving her head to lick the shaft from the side, John followed suit as the two covered the length of the shaft with their mouths.

It was then that Rich told John to take his cock into his mouth, John obeyed and took the hard shaft into his mouth, Rich was beginning to moan when he heard Rich talking:

"Do I get to choose where I can cum?" Rich was apparently asking Jenna.

"Knock yourself out." John heard Jenna responding.

"Alright, you can stop now, John." Rich said with a struggling tone, clearly very close to orgasm "Emily come over here."

John backed away, only to see Rich stand up, taking position in front of a kneeling Emily, who understood what was about to happen and closed her eyes, expecting the oncoming load.

After a couple of strokes, Rich grunted and emptied his load onto Emily's face, the semen spurting out and covering her face, the amount was so copious Emily seemed taken aback by the amount, which began dripping off her chin and onto her chest.

After Jenna offered Emily a towel, who giggled as she wiped the load off of her face, she turned to John and assigned his final forfeit:

"John, you are going to be spit-roasted by me and Emily." Both John and Emily were taken by surprise; despite their numerous games together, the two had not engaged in any direct sexual acts, not even oral sex, the most they'd done was bring the other to orgasm with their hands.

As Jenna began instructing Emily in how to put on and use the strap-on she'd brought, she put on her own and told John to get on his hands and knees, as he did, John glimpsed Jenna move behind him and heard the pop of a lube bottle, certainly enough, he felt the cold trickle of the lube flowing down onto his anus.

"Here I go." Was the last thing John heard before Jenna inserted the strap-on inside him, he grunted as he felt it slide inside of him, however, his grunting was soon muffled by the second strap-on that intruded into his mouth, and soon he was being rocked back and forth between the two girls as the strap-ons slid into and out of his orifices.

John didn't know how long they kept him like that, but it was only punctuated with a few comments and giggles from the girls as they continued to spear him, as well as a couple of times when John gagged on the strap-on in his mouth, eventually, Jenna seemed to have had enough.

"well, that was fun." Jenna exclaimed as she pulled out of John, the strap-on popping as it left his cavity "Did you have fun, John?"

"Yeah, I guess..." John said as he took the second strap-on out of his mouth, when it became clear that he was sporting another erection, which was still unattended.

"Aw, you look a little worse for wear..." Emily commented and giggled as John seemed to blush while she removed her strap-on.

"Well, we can't have you going home dissatisfied, come on, lie down." Jenna said, and John timidly lay back on the floor "Emily, sit on his chest, and gently, give him room to breathe."

"Um, okay..." Emily nodded, and proceeded to straddle John's chest, who could feel Emily's exposed (and rather soaked) pussy pressed against his stomach.

That was when John took in a sharp breath, as he felt something warm on his erect cock, he couldn't see what was happening, thanks to Emily, who turned her head to see what was going on, and was smiling when her head turned back and looked at John.

From the sensation, John guessed that Jenna was giving him a blowjob, who he, at best, could barely see behind Emily, the sensation as Jenna's mouth continued to glide over his shaft was blissful, her tongue running over the tip, tickling its underside and caressing the skin beneath it, John closed his eyes and enjoyed the show.

It didn't take long in John's mind before he felt himself approaching orgasm, and his grunts grew louder as, finally, Jenna's mouth left John's penis and he felt her hand beginning to jerk him off, when finally he came to a climax, his semen flowing out from his loins and onto Jenna's hand, the relief came with a sigh.

Finally, with the game and its consequences over, Rich told John and Emily that he'd be driving them home, when they asked for their clothes, Jenna refused to hand them all over, she gave Rich his pants and shirt, Emily her panties, and John nothing, before ushering everyone out of the house and into Rich's jeep.

during the ride home, Jenna opted to sit in the backseat with John and Emily, unfortunately (or fortunately), Emily was stuck in the middle, which meant that she was the focus of a barrage of molestations and kisses by John and Jenna.

At first she giggled, but soon Emily began to moan from the attention directed at her body, so enthralled by the care she was given, she failed to notice her panties being slid off her legs and being pocketed by Jenna as her fingers intruded into Emily's eager pussy.

Sadly, Emily did not find release in the car, as the attention ceased the moment they'd arrived at her house, and what's worse, Jenna refused to return her panties to her.

The car sped away before Emily and John realized that they didn't bring their keys or wallets with them, and thus were stranded completely bare out in their neighborhood, Jenna's house wasn't that far, but it would certainly be interesting regardless of what they decide to do.



Strip Game Addicts Ch. 07



It was a rather humid summer Saturday morning, Amy could feel her clothes stick to her skin from damp climate, the sun was tyrannically beating down on her and her friends, she wished she lived somewhere cooler, but griping about it didn't make the weather any more pleasant. 

And worst of all, it was today that her friends invited her to play tennis in an outdoor court at the local tennis club, she was there with her friends Suzie, Nicole and Jamie, although none of them were really all that good at it, Jamie and Nicole had a bit more experience than Amy and Suzie. 

Which made it a bit odd to see herself next to Suzie against the two more experienced players, she figured that Nicole and Jamie we simply comfortable playing with each other, so she gave it no more thought. 

That is, until they suggested a strip game against each other, a two on two match, with a bit of a twist. 

"The losing team will have to play another game, this time against each other," Nicole explained the losing team's punishment "the winner will only suffer a single forfeit, the loser however, will be the other three's slave for the rest of the day." 

Jamie took the opportunity to retrieve a simple leather collar from his gym bag, attached to it was a leash, in his other hand however, was a unique sex toy. 

The toy was essentially a set of anal beads, but that was not its only feature, there was what can only be described as a dog's tail attached to its tail end (no pun intended), meaning that whoever was "wearing" the toy would look as if they sported a tail coming from their rear end. 

Suzie and Amy looked at each other for a moment, was this set up by Nicole and Jamie? Amy herself was certainly excited at the prospect, but she didn't count on Suzie agreeing to the risk, especially given Amy's track record. 

"I'll agree on one condition," Suzie said after giving the idea a thought "I play with Nicole, after all, we all know you two are the better players, it wouldn't be fair otherwise." 

"I guess not, what do you think, Amy?" Nicole asked, turning to the hesitant girl. 

Amy's decision might have seemed easy at first, but it was actually not quite so clear cut, on one hand, she had a better chance of winning with Jamie at her side, on the other hand, if her team did indeed lose, there would be no doubt on who the big loser is. 

Amy looked at Suzie for a second, who seemed to comprehend Amy's thought process and decided to nip this one in the bud: 

"I won't play unless you agree to this." Suzie insisted, already walking over to the other side, Jamie saw this and, whether just out of pure reaction or knowing the inevitable response from Amy, headed over to the other side. 

"Alright, I'll play." Dejected, Amy agreed to the terms as everyone else cheered her on as she got next to Jamie, who was serving first. 

they had agreed on playing a single set match, with the losing team of each game taking off a piece of clothing, this meant that unless there was an upset, the game would end up with both teams either completely naked or very close to it near its conclusion, there was no tie breaker of course, the set ended at whichever team was naked first. 

The first game went as expected, while Nicole had no problems returning the serves directed at her, Suzie struggled a bit more to return the serves of the more experienced Jamie, meaning that for the most part, Jamie managed to get a good deal of aces off of Suzie, eventually, Amy and Jamie won their first game. 

From where Amy stood, she could see Nicole and Suzie talking among each other, Suzie seemed to nod and the two took their shirts off, Suzie revealed her ample bosom that was strenuously contained by her grey sports bra, and Nicole a more modest bust encased in a white sports bra. 

Amy figured that the two wouldn't just remove their shoes, as they still needed to play, which meant that the last two items to come off would be socks and shoes, Amy imagined Suzie and Nicole running around the field in the buff, breasts swinging around, and she could feel herself getting hot when she imagined herself running around completely naked save her shoes and socks. 

"Amy, look out!" She heard Jamie call out as the ball whizzed between her legs, that was the first point in the game. 

"Sorry!" Was all Amy could say as she looked over to Jamie, who had a look of amused exasperation on his face. 

with the first point gone, Nicole and Suzie managed to clench the game easily, now it was Amy and Jamie's turn to strip. 

"I guess we shouldn't start with our shoes, right?" Amy asked, though she already knew the answer. 

"Only if you don't plan on running." Jamie replied, following Suzie and pulling up his shirt to reveal his slender but well toned bare chest, Amy on the other hand, decided to remove her skirt, as her panties were relatively conservative; a pair of plain, white boyshorts. 

"C'mon Amy, I know you like to strip naked but give us a challenge!" Nicole shouted at them from across the field. 

"I do not!!" Amy shouted back, feeling her face flush red. 

"Don't let her get to you, she's trying to psych you out." Jamie whispered over to Amy, who had to serve this game. 

Amy took a deep breath, and served her first game, which went better than she'd hoped, while Nicole managed to return her serves easily, Jamie was there to cover her returns, back to Suzie who, once again, missed those shots easily, while Amy's shots to Suzie were far easier to handle, it was still an advantageous game for Amy and Jamie, which ended in their favor. 

with two games to one, Suzie and Jamie once again were whispering to each other, and removed their bras instead of their lower half of the clothes, apparently they were trying to distract Jamie, and to Amy's dismay, it looked like it was working.  

Just as planned, Amy and Nicole took the next game with ease, forcing Amy to remove her top and Jamie to drop his bottoms; Amy sported a matching plain white sports bra, and Jamie in a rather snug jockstrap, due to excitement by the look of it. 

And then came the upset, due to Jamie's distraction, Amy's team seemed to be struggling to keep up with Suzie and Nicole, despite Jamie's best efforts to play, they ended up dropping the serve, Amy removing her bra, revealing her modest B-cup perky breasts, and Jamie removed his jockstrap, his seven inch dick flopping in the breeze, quite erect. 

Now that they dropped their serve and fell back, Amy and Jamie could only win if they broke back, however, that was too much to hope for, as the next game was Nicole's serve, meaning that with the uphill battle that was Jamie's distracted play, it was an experienced player serving, this time it wasn't even a competition, Jamie took his shoes off, while Amy removed her panties. 

The next game didn't fare any better, as it was Amy's turn to serve, she found that she was distracted just as much as Jamie was, as she was now actually playing completely naked, much like what she was fantasizing about earlier, her serves, already quite mediocre, suffered even more, giving the opposite team another easy win. 

Now Jamie was completely naked, and Amy almost so, save for her white socks. 

The next game was Suzie's service, while that proved slightly easier to handle, and while it seemed that Jamie was getting accustomed to playing with more flesh on display to him, it was not enough to take the game away from the winning team. 

As Amy was taking her socks off, she heard Nicole call out to Jamie: 

"Jamie, take something off!" she sounded. 

"I don't have anything else!" 

"Then you'll have to take another forfeit! Come over here!" Suzie this time beckoned the naked boy over, who tisked, but jogged over to the other side. 

"You can come in here!" Was what Amy heard, she did not understand what Nicole was talking about until she finally looked over to the court's gate, there were people watching them! 

Two boys and two girls timidly walked into court, the boys were intently staring at the bosoms of the three girls (and even more in Amy's case), while the two girls were transfixed at the sight of Jamie's hard cock proudly standing at attention. 

"What are you doing like this out here?" Asked one of the two girls, not taking her eyes off of Jamie's erect penis. 

"We were playing a strip game, and those two just lost," Explained Nicole "By the way, he has an extra forfeit because he didn't have enough clothes, we thought you might like to decide for him." 

"Can we, like, touch him?" The other girl asked, her hand reached out gingerly to the twitching cock, but pulled back suddenly as if it might have bit her. 

"Sure, touch all you want." And with that permission, the girls began toying with Jamie's penis, once they found their courage, they were full on jacking him off. 

"Hey there," Amy was startled to see the two boys standing next to her, "Do you have a forfeit too?" 

"Um... Not yet..." Amy's face was hot, she was standing completely naked, out in the open and next to two rather handsome and fully clothed boys, who were practically devouring her with their eyes. 

Amy then heard a faint groan from Jamie, he seemed to be orgasming already, she spotted tiny blobs of semen hitting the court's ground. 

"Alright then boys, give her some space, she still has to play one more game." Nicole told the two boys, as they went after the two girls to the side, who waved to Jamie, sheepishly grinning at the two, before he returned his attention back to Amy, as the two naked players took their place. 

They were to play another full set, completely nude (but not barefooted, one grace the winners allowed them), whoever lost, became the slave, however, Amy was almost certain of the outcome. 

And unfortunately, Amy's prediction was on target, the set did not take long to conclude; Amy only managed to hold her first service game, and it was downhill from that, Jamie naturally kept all of his games with ease, and proceeded to steamroll Amy in her remaining serves, the score ended at 6-1 in what Amy assumed was record time. 

The two walked back to the group, Amy's head hung in shame and Jamie's was held high, on the spectator side it was quite the opposite, the girls were quite disappointed, but the boys seemed quite excited, as Nicole and Suzie (who were now fully dressed). 

What's worse, though, was Jamie's decided "forfeit": 

"Amy and Jamie, we want you to masturbate next to each other, and if Jamie comes first, then Jamie can get dressed immediately... If he wants, of course." Nicole explained, the girls seemed to perk up a little, they figured they were going to keep seeing Jamie naked at the very least, what with the number they've done on him. 

the two sat down in front of their audience on one of the benches, facing them with their legs spread open, as they began pleasuring themselves as hard as they could with one hand. 

Amy watched Jamie grip his cock and begin to stroke it vigorously, she followed suit and began rubbing her clit and teasing her nipples, eventually beginning to thrust her fingers into her squelching pussy. 

Amy was certainly quite aroused, she figured she'd at least manage to orgasm first, but to her surprise, Jamie was also quite erect already, and seemed ready to orgasm as well. 

And so despite her best efforts to win at least this one challenge (though it really didn't gain her any actual benefit aside from her pride at not being the only one naked), it was Jamie who somehow managed to orgasm first, apparently, he later told her, it was because she was sitting naked and masturbating in front of him that he was motivated to do so. 

Now that Jamie had won, he immediately got dressed again, leaving Amy the only one naked amongst seven other people, outdoors and in broad daylight, just knowing that made Amy very anxious to finish the "race". 

And they did allow her to orgasm, but with a new provision: 

"Hey, we saw him get played with by our friends, can we do the same?" one of the boys asked Nicole, who nodded and instructed Amy to let them finish her off. 

Amy, with no recourse now that she had effectively become her friends' slave for the day, allowed the two boys to sit on either side of her and begin caressing her body, their hands and mouths roamed her body, leaving no inch untouched. 

The boys took hold of her legs and draped them over their own, effectively spreading her legs as open as possible for ease of view, something that was necessary as Amy noticed the other five taking out their phones and recording Amy's pleasuring.  

It didn't take long for the boys' fingers to find Amy's sopping wet hole, as they began teasing her clit and thrusting in and out of its lubricated folds, Amy began to moan sweetly, her hips gyrating, trying to match the rhythm of their hands, her nipples being bitten and sucked harshly. 

The boys pulled back in surprise as Amy finally reached her climax, her juices leaking out and soaking their hands, cheers and whistles came from the audience as Amy panted heavily after her massive orgasm, the boys backing away and leaving her as a quivering mass of flesh. 

"Amy, since these gentlemen helped you out so selflessly and gave you an orgasm, how about you return the favor?" Suzie asked Amy, although this was far from being a request, something the boys understood immediately and excitedly got up and began unzipping their pants, two erect cocks presented themselves to Amy, who took them eagerly. 

Amy wrapped her mouth around the first cock, inside, her tongue circled the shaft as she bobbed her head back and forth, the other cock in her hand, stroked dutifully as she deepthroated the first, nearly gagging on it, then swirled her tongue to stimulate his head. 

Amy let the first cock out and switched over to the second, giving it much of the same treatment, back and forth she went as the boys began to noticeably approach their edge, now thrusting their hips along with Amy's head, essentially fucking her warm mouth. 

Finally, with a grunt, the two boys ejaculated their hot spunk all over Amy's face, who closed her eyes and held out her tongue in anticipation. 

"clean it all up." one of the boys grunted and Amy obliged, wiping the cum off her face with her finger and licking it all up, even though she just masturbated, Amy could feel herself getting horny again. 

"Well done Amy, but we're not done yet, remember these?" Jamie held up the toys he presented earlier, the tail and leash intended for the loser, in other words, Amy. 

First came the leash, Suzie buckled the collar around her neck and then attached the leash to it, next, Jamie told her to get on all fours, Amy obeyed, and heard the pop of a lube bottle before she felt the cold sensation hit the groove of her ass as the lube was poured onto her anus, Jamie rubbed the puckered hole with his finger, gently preparing the hole for penetration, inserting it slowly inside before pulling it out and slowly inserting the beads, one after the other. 

Amy's insides filled up, she could feel the walls of her rectum constricting the balls tightly. 

"Oh, one last thing I wanted to add." Jamie exclaimed, and Amy felt a hairband go on her head; it was a pair of dog ears "there, a bitch in heat." 

The spectators laughed as Amy felt her shame rising, right alongside her arousal, she was then led out to take a trip around the courts, where she was thankfully unseen except by a few wandering players, who were content to take a few pictures and short videos of Amy, who was made to bark in response. 

after the trip was over, the four who accompanied them finally took their leave and left the gang alone to enjoy themselves (mainly by enjoying Amy), and deciding this was enough playing in the courts, headed back to Suzie's car, where Nicole and Jamie, who finally relieved Amy of her tail (not the leash or the ears, however), sat in the back, and caressed Amy's body to their content, however, Jamie seemed to have more in mind. 

Jamie lowered his shorts and boxers down, revealing his once again erect cock, Amy knew exactly what he wanted, and bent over to give him the same treatment she gave the two boys from earlier, this allowed Nicole free access to Amy's wanting pussy, with which she proceeded to playfully tease and finger to several small orgasms. 

Amy was shocked to see that they did not take her to her house, but instead, they'd arrived at Jamie's house, they explained that the rules were for the loser to be the winner's' slave for the rest of the day, that meant that until the clock struck midnight, Amy was not allowed to go home, and to help with that, they went to Jamie's house; the only place that did not have any adults present at the moment (Jamie's parents were at a weekend retreat). 

As naked Amy was ushered into a house in a strange neighborhood (at least, strange in that this was the first time she'd been naked in public in it), the gang took an opportunity to spank her exposed ass, enjoying the sight of taut, quivering flesh as they delivered their swats, Suzie suggested they take a minute and get that out of their system, meaning Amy was now leaning against Jamie's front door, ass sticking out, receiving smack after smack to her rear, so many that she eventually lost count, all that remained was the searing, stinging sensation left by the spanking. 

Inside, Amy was told to fetch some refreshments for her masters, and she obliged, she retrieved a tray from the kitchen, and took a second standing in front of the open fridge door, the cool air tickling her pointed nipples and sensitive clit, she found herself getting aroused yet again, but refrained from touching herself; she'd most like have plenty of time to get off later, she grabbed three sodas from inside, and took the tray back to the living room. 

The three masters took their time to enjoy their beverage alongside Amy's naked body, which suffered further fingering and molestation by Nicole, who stuck out her free hand: 

"Come on Amy, you look pretty horny." Nicole brazenly noted, and the other two laughed, much to Amy's shame, but she had to obey, Amy squirmed as Nicole stuck a finger into her (admittedly) hungry pussy, and took her time churning a single digit inside of Amy's insides, soon enough Amy was getting quite into it, something that Nicole didn't miss to point out "Damn Amy, you really want it, don't you, maybe I should make you work for it?" 

And so she was made to do, Amy was told to get herself off on Nicole's hand, which left her grinding her own crotch against the now still hand of Nicole. 

Naturally, this sight seemed to attract the interest of Suzie's phone camera, however, Jamie seemed to have a better idea: 

"Okay, hold on a second." Jamie bolted up and towards the second floor, Amy begrudgingly stopped as Nicole withdrew her hand and cleaned the clearly overflowing juices off of them, soon enough however, Jamie returned, this time with a high definition camera, one that seemed quite professional and proficient "this will give us a better view at every inch of your body, Amy." 

"Speaking of which, why don't we get a good look at the goods first?" Asked Suzie, before turning to Amy when Jamie and Nicole agreed "Alright Amy, turn around, bend over and spread 'em." 

And so Amy obeyed, she turn away from the three, bent over and reached back to spread her cheeks wide open for the eager crowd and their cameras. 

"spread those lips too." Amy heard Nicole's command, and so she obeyed, she took her two middle fingers and reached further, gingerly spreading her lips and exposing her moist insides to the cool air conditioned house environment, and of course, the still recording cameras. 

"So Amy, enjoying yourself?" Jamie asked, his voice certainly betraying his own enjoyment, however, this wasn't quite a question, Amy figured, he wanted a specific answer, and fortunately for him, it was the actual answer she wanted to give. 




Strip Game Addicts Ch. 07



"Yes, I'm enjoying myself." Amy responded. 

"you enjoy standing here, the only one naked, in front of us, as we record you, our total slave?" 

"Yes, I'm enjoying standing here, only one naked, in front of you, as you record me, your total slave." 

"Are you turned on, Amy? Are you horny?" 

"Yes, I am extremely turned on and horny." 

"Do you want to go back to getting yourself off on my hand?" The last question was obviously by Nicole, who stuck her hand out again. 

"Yes, I do." Amy eagerly replied. 

And So Amy was asked to continue, this time under the sight of a high definition camera meticulously capturing every inch of her body and every tiny movement she made as she went back to grinding against Nicole's hand. 

It didn't take long for Amy to get back in the mood, soon enough she'd had enough, she took Nicole's hand by the wrist and began thrusting it into her more vigorously until she erupted in orgasm. 

"Next up is yard chores, Amy, come on." Jamie said, and Amy was taken to the back yard to do some chores, herded along with smacks on her ass, all taken diligently by Amy. 

Once again in the open air, Amy was told to pick up a rake and clean away all the twigs and dead leaves that floated into the backyard, seeing how it was summer, there weren't that many leaves about, however the work was still hard, and Amy was building up a sweat in the hot and humid sun as she went about, Amy could feel herself growing hornier as she did, thanks to her exposure and the heat. 

Next she was set about to weed the yard, so as Amy got on her hands and knees, the three made sure to get a good angle from which to capture this view, the same went for planting seeds and saplings, this of course didn't help her arousal one bit.  

Finally, Amy was told to water the yard, however she was stopped when she reached for the hose: 

"Don't use the hose, Amy." Jamie called out, perplexed, Amy looked back at the three grinning faces, and that's when it hit her, that said, Amy had grown quite randy from the work she did, so she did not mind, in fact, she quite liked the idea, not that she'd ever admit it of her own accord. 

With that, Amy took a seat on the lush, green lawn and lay down on her back, spreading her legs open and moving her hand down to her quite excited nether regions, she thrust her fingers in and began fingering herself. Her pussy, already quite wet, was begging to be touched, so it was no surprise that the moment her finger came into contact with her aching clitoris, Amy practically squealed from the powerful sensation that rocked her body when she did, she was also painfully aware that such an occurrence was met with more laughter from her friends, something that, yes, did discontent her, but also had quite a powerful effect of also humiliating and arousing her, to be shown as so desperate for release now, despite her previous many orgasms, was quite a blow to her dignity. 

All of the raging emotions only facilitated another act of masturbation, her hands were quite eager to move and finger her pussy harder and harder, her breathing quickened as realization after realization sank in, the exposure, the helplessness, the camera and recordings, and now even her own desires, all coalescing into one big push for Amy into her latest orgasm, now with all restraint gone, Amy's moans were quite loud and honeyed with lust, and when she hit her climax. 

Amy knew that this would be the biggest orgasm of the day, even when her juices came out earlier in the day, they were nothing like this, her body convulsed in ecstasy, hips bucking wildly as she squirted her juices in great streams, copious amounts were being shot out and, for all intents and purposes, Amy had delivered on her task to water the lawn. 

the cheers and claps from her friends penetrated even the haze of the orgasm glow Amy experienced, she felt instantly drained of energy, all the tension building up in her body all day long had released, something even the smaller orgasms could do nothing but build up even more, if her friends left her out there to fall asleep, she'd be perfectly fine with that. 

But alas, the work of a slave is not done, as it was only sundown at this point, there were still a few hours left in the day ordained by the forfeit, thankfully, her friends seemed to realize how spent she was from her great orgasm and opted to let her take a shower and then simply lounge on the couch with them as they watched the television, she was still naked (and on the receiving end of the occasional grope), but at least she was allowed to relax, at least, until the clock finally struck midnight. 

"Well Amy, you are officially a free girl again." Nicole exclaimed, as everyone's eyes turned to the clock hanging on the wall, the minutes hand finally catching up with the hours hand at the top. 

"Well, that was fun." Amy breathed out a sigh of relief as she sank back into the couch "Can I have my clothes now?" 

"Well, you're gonna have to ask Jamie, we gave your clothes to him." Suzie explained, and so Amy once again made the same request, this time to Jamie who was sitting next to her. 

"Nope." Was all that Jamie said, he grinned and thought about it again "Well, I might be open to persuasion." 

"Oh, is that how it's going to be?" Amy laughed, and turned to straddle Jamie, she could feel his hard cock through his tennis shorts, pressing against her pussy, this was an incredibly wild day, and she was still so willing to keep going, I am such a slut, aren't I? was all Amy could think to herself, grinning inwardly, as she wouldn't have it any other way, she ground her hips against Jamie's pelvis "Well?" 

"Well, that's a good start in the right direction, but you're gonna need more than this." Jamie was clearly getting excited, and Amy could feel it, her heart was racing, she was no longer really obligated to do anything, she could just as easily ask for a ride home while still naked, hell, she could just streak her way home, she knew which way to go, she'd done it before, it was certainly less than what they were asking her to do, and by the look of Suzie's grin that Amy could see out of the corner of her eye, they knew it as well. 

Amy reached down and into Jamie's shorts, she could feel the pulsating shaft against her fingers, and Jamie's smile gave her all the permission to continue, she slid it out past the elastic band, which slid down his legs easily as he lifted himself up for ease of removal. 

And that's when Amy felt it, the hard cock innocently resting against her pussy, she rocked her hips again, grinding against it and making her want it inside her, she couldn't wait any longer. 

Amy reached down and directed the tip of the cock towards her eager pussy, sliding down on it and finally getting that first taste of it inside of her, it felt like heaven after the teasing she'd been put through, as much as she enjoyed her orgasms, there was nothing like the filling sensation of a good cock entering her. 

She could hear herself exhale as she thrust down against Jamie's member, she noticed herself closing her eyes, but instead forced herself to open them and look at Jamie's face, he seemed to be in utter bliss, and his expression probably looked as happy as her own right now. 

That pushed her to move, Amy began moving up and down Jamie's shaft, her hands resting against the couch, her face was so close to Jamie's she leaned in for a kiss, and he returned it. 

Next Amy found herself releasing a strong moan, Jamie had just thrust upwards powerfully into her, it caught her by surprise so much that Amy found herself leaning against his shoulder, she could feel his hands take hold of her waist as he continued his thrusts into her, not as forcefully as the first one, but still quite effective in making her lose her balance, she was even beginning to lose her focus, her mind going into a haze. 

While she couldn't gather her thoughts clearly, she could still feel things through the fog in her head, she could feel her body grow so hot that it almost felt like she was melting, she felt him deliver a smack to her now bouncing ass, she could feel his hands snaking upwards and reaching a stop against her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples, and all of those sensations caused her to lose more control over where she was, she might as well have been floating weightlessly in a sea of pleasure. 

The buildup finally hit its zenith, through her haze, she could hear her own voice calling out in between the moans: 

"I'm gonna cum!! I'm gonna cum!!" The voice was so detached she almost thought it was someone else. 

She felt Jamie finally explode inside of her, warmth spread as she felt from his semen pumping inside of her, that was when she exploded, it was a feeling like no other, it was nothing like her previous orgasms, there was no shame mixed into this sensation, not better, Amy thought later, certainly different, but definitely just as good. 

Her head began to clear, she found herself still on Jamie's lap, almost hugging him, although no longer inside of her. 

"That was fun..." Amy breathed out, it was all that she could manage, even her friends watching were speechless, the only thing Suzie, usually chipper and commentative, could manage was: 

"Wow." 

Amy then left to get herself cleaned up, thanks to her many misadventures, her mother thought it was best to get Amy on the pill just in case for cases like these, so she wasn't at all worried about Jamie filling her with his spunk. 

Once she was out, Jamie opted to finally take her home, though her friends had told him not to give her the clothes back until she made it home, Amy had groaned, Jamie laughed. 

The ride back home was silent, though it was a more content silence than an awkward one, Amy's hands found themselves wandering to her privates yet again, but not in lust, she almost felt fascinated by the sensation of her own gentle touch, maybe it was the fatigue from a busy day, maybe it was the good vibes from all the pleasure, but it was almost a hypnotic feeling. 

When they finally reached her home, Amy stepped out of the car and headed towards her door, keys in hand, when she heard Jamie calling from his car: 

"Don't you want your clothes?" 

Amy put the keys into the lock, opened it, and only then, when she was halfway in, turned around, she said whilst giggling: 

"Nope!" And she closed the door.



Strip Game Addicts Ch. 08



John tried to remember what he was thinking when he accepted this deal, Jenna had asked him to wait on her and her friends as she held a "girls night in" party, John had refused the request in a heartbeat, and remained adamant when Jenna had offered him a good sum of money to do so. 

Jenna then sighed and said that she wished she "didn't have to do this", and proceeded to detail her plan in full. 

She basically wanted me there to play a strip game with her girlfriends, where they, in their finest slumber wear, got together and played a strip game with their waiter, who was dressed in the finest clothes a butler could wear. 

The numbers would still be in his disadvantage, however it would be quite easy to strip one or two of them. 

To make the game even more fair, John would be allowed which piece of clothing he wanted to take off, either from him, or any of the other girls themselves, and included girls who didn't ask the question answered. 

that meant that if John wished, he could go through the girls one at a time, stripping them slowly but surely. 

As for the game itself, it was a simple game of trivia; as John continued to serve the ladies, they would indulge him with questions throughout the night, while he couldn't prompt them to ask himself, he was assured that he would get at least one question every twenty minutes, or receive a single item of clothing (or its equivalent) in return as compensation. 

The girls had a deck of cards to assist them, they didn't have to use it, but if they did, they had to read that question, so difficulty of the questions was quite random, meaning that a guaranteed hard question must come from memory, but that was as much control as the girls had, provided they didn't cheat, of course. 

of course, being the only one among many girls, his chances were still slim, despite the elaborate outfit he would don, he would still be at a disadvantage in numbers even against girls in their scantily clad state. 

Of course, this wasn't planned for his own pleasure, that much was obvious, it was simply Jenna's way of acquiring help for the night, and, if things turned out badly for him (as it would most likely do), she would also have some entertainment. 

Regardless, John couldn't help himself, he kept imagining any of Jenna's friends, even in the worst case scenario, where he cannot even get one of them naked, they'd probably be dressed in something revealing, knowing the kind of company Jenna tended to keep. 

On the day of the party, John came early to help Jenna prepare everything before the arrival of her guests, essentially making sure they had their food, their drinks and their other means of entertainment ready, other entertainment ranging from the mundane, such as movies, cards, and party games, to the more... erotic variety, a wide arrangement of sexy toys that John had to organise prior to the arrival of the first guests, which included several butt plugs, vibrators and dildos, whips, leashes and handcuffs, at the very least, this assortment told John that the guests were indeed willing to play fairly, as much as that was possible in this situation, otherwise, there would be no need to prepare more than one butt plug, for instance. 

Just before the first guests were scheduled to arrive, Jenna gave John his uniform for the night, it consisted of a white dress shirt, black tuxedo pants, a bowtie, a vest, a belt, socks and shoes and finally a pair of black speedos that hugged his crotch quite tightly. 

eight items in total, he would have to lose nine rounds to even get to his first forfeit, meanwhile, he could have two girls naked and doing forfeits in the same time, or have one naked and very embarrassed "target". 

John was finished changing (in the privacy of a bathroom, thankfully) when Jenna herself emerged in her outfit for the evening, a rather sheer, pink nightie and a pair of panties, comically enough, the third item of clothing she had was a pair of pink, fuzzy slippers. 

The first arrival was Jenna's friend Lindsey, a curvy girl with glasses long and curly, black hair, it was certainly a showcase of different models of beauty when she stood next to Jenna's more traditional look, thin and athletic, but still retaining all her feminine charms, the two were essentially opposites in physical characteristics, yet somehow they were both gorgeous. 

"Hey John, guess Jenna did end up convincing you, eh?" Lindsey's attitude was her usual, dry and humorous, almost as if she knew something everyone else didn't at any given time "Then again, how could you refuse?" 

John could only muster a sour smile, as if his participation in this wasn't even questioned, and what made it worse was that John himself wasn't sure if he would have that much faith in himself. 

Lindsey had decided to go with a typical t-shirt and boxers ensemble, John could only guess that the third item was a pair of panties, as she wasn't wearing anything else, it wasn't anything special, but Lindsey made it work, the material of her shirt and shorts stretched snugly across her body, accentuating it in all the right places. 

The next arrivals were Lauren and Stacey, two brunettes who were the best of friends, known to often share their clothes since they were the same size and thus were usually referred to by the affectionate nickname "the twins"; petite and slim, they weren't sexy so much as they were cute, with a bubbly attitude that matched their innocent appearance, Stacey sported a shorter haircut, while Lauren's hair was done up in a ponytail that stretched to the her lower back. 

As Lauren and Stacey went to change, the final guest showed up, a girl by the name of Mackenzie, a busty redhead a freckled face, if anyone could rival Jenna in the sexiness department, it was Mackenzie, and to top it off, Mackenzie was a show off, she had an exhibitionist side of her that would put streakers to shame, it wasn't unusual for people to catch glimpses of Mackenzie's nude form if you hang around her long enough, and Mackenzie was well known for practicing a policy of free love, provided you were nice enough. 

Just then the twins emerged from their changing areas, once again, their outfits were coordinated, both wore panties and a pair of baggy t-shirts, the colours were similar but reversed, one girl's t-shirt matching the colour of the other girl's underwear, the colours, in this case, were yellow and pink. 

Finally, it was Mackenzie's turn to emerge from her changing room, and John's heart skipped a beat; she wore a black, low cut bra that pushed her ample bosom together, creating a delicious cleavage, and a matching pair of see through panties, and he could see that Mackenzie was completely shaved. 

But no matter how hard he looked (and he looked long and hard) John could not figure out the third piece of clothing, but he guessed he'd find out if he was lucky anyways. 

Finally the party was on its way, John prepared his tray with the drinks and snacks in the kitchen as the girls took hold of the living room to enjoy themselves, serving his duties just as requested, John kept the refreshments coming as the girls began by putting on a romantic yet steamy European movie, sitting on the floor right at the floor of a perfectly serviceable couch. 

The first question came from Lauren, who held up a card as she read out her question: "I'll keep this one real easy Johnny, what is stored inside fort Knox?" 

Lauren was right, This question didn't even give him pause: "That would be gold, right?" 

"Correct!" Lauren's enthusiasm was infectious, she clapped her hands together and smiled "So what'll it be, lucky boy?" 

John thought about this for a second, he finally spotted Jenna in her nightie, he'd been tricked, goaded abused and humiliated by Jenna more times than he could count, his desire to even the score and also catch an early glimpse of her topless form won out for him. 

As Jenna heard his choice, she pouted but proceeded to remove her nightie all the same, and so there she sat, topless with her perfect breasts on display, in fact, she sat there in nothing but her panties and pink fuzzy slippers, John could feel the blood rushing to his shaft, the night was quite young and already he was glad he agreed to this. 

The next question came from Stacey as she help up her card: "This one's from my favorite book series, what year did the last Harry Potter book come out in?" 

This one had John thinking a bit, he'd read the books, but remembering the year they came out in was a challenge, he tried to think back, it was certainly before 2010, but not by much, he took a stab in the dark. 

"2007?" John asked, half looking for confirmation. 

"Wow, I did not expect you to get that, actually, who's the lucky girl?" 

Feeling he's on a roll, John picked Jenna again, requesting her panties, this time Jenna Glared at him as she peeled the panties off, her trimmed blonde bush coming into view, though he couldn't see much below that from his point of view. 

The next question came from Lindsey "I'm not going to go easy on you, John, I wanna see some skin as much as you do." 

"Which gulf gave its name to the 1991 Gulf War?" Lindsey recited the question in her card, and John's streak stopped dead in its track, he was not familiar with the geography of that region, so he ventured his best guess: 

"The... Iraqi Gulf?" John guessed. 

"Nope, wrong! Sorry John." Lindsey smirked, betraying her true feelings behind the apology "now off with those shoes." 

John kicked his dress shoes off his feet, they were a bit uncomfortable anyways, he thought, and went back to his work, it had been an hour already, and he was enjoying watching Jenna's embarrassment at being the only naked person in the room. 

He knew his enjoyment would be dampened pretty soon, as Jenna was asking the next question, he knew she was holding a grudge, so I knew she was going to give me something impossible. 

"So John, how many years did the Great Plague of Milan last?" Jenna asked with a large grin on her face, probably guessing that John was struggling with the question, which he was. 

"Ten years?" John's guess was a shot in the dark, he'd never even heard of the great Milan plague, he doubted his answer was correct. 

"two years, actually, you lose again." John removed his socks upon hearing this and started back to the kitchen, but Jenna stopped him "would you like another question?" 

John turned back, Jenna seemed a bit too eager to play, as she was giving John more questions that she probably should, but he wouldn't pass up such an opportunity. 

"Alright, go ahead." John was more than willing to continue. 

"What year did the Three Mile Island accident occur?" Jenna asked, once again smiling, she probably prepared many difficult questions thinking she could stump John that way, but John was no slouch at, he knew about the nuclear accident, and he knew that it took place in the late 1970's, but he wasn't quite sure which year it was in. 

"nineteen seventy... nine." John hesitated for a second, but he was glad to see that Jenna's face turned into a frown yet again, John wondered if he should incur Jenna's wrath any further, after all, she would probably be more likely to stop if he started targeting someone else, he decided that this would be a good idea and picked Stacey, asking her to remove her shirt. 

Stacey's reaction was interesting, she certainly seemed embarrassed, but she also seemed excited to be playing the game, underneath the yellow baggy t-shirt Stacey wore a pink bra that matched her panties, John glanced at Jenna and saw that her expression had softened, it seems that she her grudge was abated, for now at least. 

it took ten minutes before Mackenzie asked him the next question: 

"Who performed the song Power of Love in the Back to the Future movies?" Mackenzie asked, looking expectantly at John, he wondered if she was throwing him a softball question with this, trying to get him to strip her. 

Since John knew the answer, he figured he should oblige the busty redhead and try to strip her "I think that's Huey Lewis." 

John's assumptions about Mackenzie were not resolved, as he couldn't figure out what she was thinking when she confirmed his answer, the girl had a poker face that made John thankful that they weren't playing poker, nevertheless, John asked for Mackenzie's bra, and he found out there that the third item Mackenzie had on was a pair of heart shaped pasties, the girls shared a laugh at the interesting choice of wardrobe, and John somewhat understood Mackenzie's motivations, he was certainly mesmerized at the sight of Mackenzie's large breasts now free of their restraints. 

Sadly, John's luck took a dip as he missed the next three question all in a row, one by Linsey and one by each of the twins, they involved. 

"What original literary work was the movie "Jackie Brown" based on?" 

"What is the world's highest waterfall?" 

"The Great Red Spot, a giant storm on Jupiter, has been going for approximately how long?" 

John had none of the correct answer to any of these questions, which meant that his vest, belt and bowtie were a thing of the past, any loss from him and he'd show considerable amounts of skin, as he only had three items left, certainly more than any of the girls had, but by how fast the clothes were coming off now (They weren't even halfway through the night), someone will be naked and humiliated by then. 

The next question came from Jenna, who seemed more determined than usual to get John naked as quickly as possible, perhaps because she was the closest to nudity, sitting there with completely bare and with nothing but her slippers on, she probably regretted wearing them now. 

"In what city did the First and Second Continental Congresses meet?" Jenna threw out another question, unfortunately for her, it was another question John knew. 

"In Philadelphia." John's answer was effortless, but as Jenna sat there dismayed as John asked for her fuzzy slippers, and so she sat there without a stitch of clothing on amongst her mostly dressed peers, the only one remotely close to her state was Mackenzie, who was almost eager to lose her clothes. 

John only felt slightly bad about this, considering how often Jenna was willing to strip and humiliate him, and not always in an honest manner. 

The next question came from Lauren, who, alongside Lindsey, was one of the few people still fully dressed: 

"What "Star Trek" character had a name meaning "freedom" in Swahili?" Lauren asked, this was another easy question, and it was possible due to the process of elimination. 

"Uhura, I think?" John answered, he didn't know that the name had a specific meaning, but he knew the characters, so this one was somewhat obvious. 

"You are right, pretty obvious, I guess." Lauren seemed relaxed about this, John guessed she wasn't worried about losing too many clothes too quickly, so he decided to flip this on its head since he had the ability to choose which item gets removed. 

"It was, panties please, Lauren." John grinned on the inside as he saw the smile disappear from Lauren's face. 

"Oh, he got you there." Stacey couldn't help but comment on Lauren's obvious shock, she was enjoying herself almost as much as John was. 

The color returned to Lauren's face, although a bit more brightly than before, she tried her best to keep her pussy hidden away as she quickly removed her panties in a seated position, the shirt certainly helped as she pulled it down for cover as soon as her panties left her hips. 

Lindsey took up the following question: 

"Who became the 17th president, after Abraham Lincoln was assassinated?" Another softball question, which threw John for a bit of a loop, Lindsey had already made her intentions of keeping her clothes on for everybody, so this wasn't another situation like Mackenzie's. 

"Andrew Johnson." John answered, and before he could decide who to strip, Lindsey spoke up again just as his eyes settled on her. 

"before you make a decision John, can I suggest you give Jenna her first forfeit?" John heard a gasp, he knew without looking that it came from Jenna, and John was more than happy to entertain the thought. 

"Alright, I believe everyone here has been a victim of Jenna's shenanigans at some point, maybe we should punish her accordingly?" John mused, and everyone seemed to agree; Mackenzie has been known to show herself off, but more than once she'd been humiliated publicly by Jenna, Lindsey has been caught doing some horrible thing in a similar fashion in the library on more than one occasion, even the twins had had their clothes sabotaged once, causing them a major deal of public embarrassment. 

As for John, well, he was pretty confident everyone here has a record of him naked doing some indecent act on the behest of Jenna, thus nobody was that terribly upset when the idea of punishing her came up. 

"I'm thinking of a spanking from everyone, how does that sound?" Everybody was apparently into that idea, everyone but Jenna herself, who was shaking her head furiously, panic and embarrassment in her eyes, protesting as much as she could. 

but that didn't matter, her voice was drowned out by the goading of the other girls, and eventually, Lindsey bellowed excitedly "Jenna, assume the position." 

Jenna sighed and propped herself against the arm of the sofa everyone had chosen to ignore and sit right at the feet of, John himself had a great view of Jenna's perfectly shaped ass, as well as her more private parts as the girls lined up to take turns spanking the most popular girl in school. 

The first in line was naturally Lindsey, on account of it being her idea, she began delivering swat after swat to Jenna's shapely behind. 

Smack! 

Smack! 

Smack! 

Lindsey was enjoying herself so much, she was a bit upset to stop when Stacey asked aloud: "How many times are we spanking her?" 

Lindsey paused for a second, looking down at Jenna's already reddening ass, deep into thought. 

"How about ten each? That should be good enough." Lindsey smiled widely, she also seemed to notice the dread on Jenna's face. 

As everyone agreed, Lindsey returned to spanking Jenna, though John noted that Lindsey started over. 

Next up was Mackenzie, who was certainly a sight to behold poised behind Jenna, with every smack she delivered her breasts jiggled slightly, John was having trouble focusing on just one of the girls. 

Finally, Lauren and Stacey took their turn together, each standing on one side of Jenna, they took turns alternating between each other as each one handled a single cheek , by the time they were finished, Jenna's ass was glowing red. 

However, before she could go back to her place, Lindsey stopped her: 

"Hold on Jenna, we're not done yet," 

Jenna looked confused for a moment, then it dawned on her that one person has not spanked her yet. 

"Oh no, this wasn't part of the deal!" Jenna tried to protest, but Lindsey was ready for a comeback and a sly grin "he said everyone." 

Jenna whined as everyone else oohed and aahed, but obediently went back to the couch arm and bent over, waiting expectantly for John's turn. 

As John stepped up, he relished the look of Jenna's crimson ass, and he even thought he could see a little bit of moisture building up, this wasn't such a bad idea after all, he thought as he wound up and Gave Jenna the first smack. 

Feeling the tender flesh quiver beneath his palm, Jenna's reeling from the force of the smacks, John delivered spank after spank until he reached ten. 

When Jenna went back to sit, she was certainly more upset than before, John was worried this might end badly for him if Jenna ever decided to pay him back. 

Thankfully, the next turn was Mackenzie's question, which meant that at least John would not be subject to Jenna's retaliation.