Holiday
Games 2
By Chris Warner
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Holiday Games
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Chapter Two: Easter Saturday (30
March 2013)
�
When I woke up on
Saturday morning and managed to convince myself that it wasn�t just a dream, I
happily lay in bed and replayed the previous evening in my mind.� I had played a game of strip poker and seen
two girls naked.� Admittedly one of those
girls had been my sister Ruth, but this was still something considering my
previous lack of experience.� I had only
met the other girl Louise and her brother Nathan that evening, but she had
willingly allowed me to see her naked body during the game.� Of course my own body had been seen by the
others, but even that hadn�t been as traumatic as it might have been.� They had been very nice, and I had also
started to realise that my body was turning out ok after being such a late
developer.�
�
My reverie was only clouded
when I recalled the very end of the evening.�
Ruth and I had arrived home at the same time as our friends Liam and
Nina, and I suspected that Ruth had told Nina everything after we all went to
bed.� If this was the case, then I was
worried what Nina would think.� Even
though the crush I had on her was fairly hopeless, I still didn�t want anything
to get in the way of my forlorn hopes.
�
My thoughts flashed
back to Louise.� If I was being such a
fool hoping after Nina, should I be thinking about the possibilities with
Louise?� It had been obvious that Ruth
and Nathan were interested in each other, but had there been any signs that
Louise was interested in me?� How would I
be able to tell?� I was so inexperienced
that I had no idea.� She might already have
a boyfriend for all I knew about her.
�
As I lay in bed, I
could faintly hear female voices in the kitchen, indicating that Ruth and Nina
were both up and about.� I suspected that
Liam was probably still in bed.� He is
more of a night owl, and I had heard him practicing pool in the lounge after
the rest of us had gone to bed.� It
seemed like a good idea to get up and face the girls before Liam put in an
appearance.
�
As I opened the door to
the kitchen I found Ruth and Nina giggling together at the table.� We all said good morning, and then Nina came
straight to the point.� �I hear you had
quite an adventure last evening,� she said.
�
I sighed.� �How much did Ruth tell you?� I asked
nervously.
�
�She told me quite a
lot,� said Nina with a smile.� �Maybe you
can fill in any gaps in her story.� I
heard all about two teenagers staying in the campervan on the other side of the
hedge.� I heard a little bit about a
confident young female, and quite a lot about a very friendly and handsome
young man with lovely blond hair and a great body.� Is this correct so far?�
�
I looked over at Ruth
and saw that she was blushing.� I smiled.
�
�Maybe those aren�t the
descriptions you would have used,� continued Nina.� �Maybe you might have spent more time talking
about the cute blonde with the great rack.�
Am I right?�
�
Now it was my turn to
blush.� I had no idea what to say.� And at this stage I didn�t even know if Ruth
had actually told her about the strip poker.�
I stayed silent and let Nina fill in the gaps.
�
�Apparently if I had
walked into the bushes beside the driveway last night I would have gotten quite
an eyeful.� Maybe,� Paul, you might be able to enlighten
me as to how this young Adonis and his female sidekick managed to talk you two
out of your clothes.�
�
�It wasn�t like that at
all,� responded Ruth hotly, even though we could tell by the smile on Nina�s
face that she was teasing us.� Ruth
turned towards me.� �Nina doesn�t get
it.� She says she doesn�t believe that we
actually had fun.� You had fun, didn�t
you Paul?�
�
�I did,� I admitted.
�
�Well of course you
did,� teased Nina.� �But it�s different
for girls and boys.� Ruth says she�s
quite keen on this boy, but now he�s already seen her naked.� What chance does she have with him now?�
�
�That�s rubbish!� said
Ruth.� �In some ways you could say that
it�s better this way.� Isn�t it worse if
some guy starts dating you when the only thing he wants is to get you naked,
and then he loses interest just when you�re falling in love with him?� I�m not saying this is the right way to get
to know someone, but I don�t think this has hurt my chances of getting to know
Nathan better if he likes my personality as well as my body.� Some guys are interested in a girl�s
personality, you know.�
�
��So you didn�t feel unsafe at any stage?�
asked Nina.
�
�No,� said Ruth.� �I guess it�s surprising in some ways, but
there was a huge amount of trust, and that�s what helped make it exciting and
fun rather than scary.� Haven�t you ever
wanted to see a guy get naked without feeling pressure to do more than you
want?�
�
Now it was Nina�s turn
to spend a few moments in thought.� �The
honest answer is yes, but I�ve always thought of the idea as impossible.� I think everyone our age is curious.� Don�t tell anyone, but I�ve looked at naked
guys on the internet, but most of what you see isn�t a turn on at all.� The guys either look like plastic or they�re
just gross.� Most of it seems to be aimed
at gay men rather than women.� To be
honest, I�m actually jealous of you guys.�
�
�If you like,� laughed
Ruth, �I might be able to persuade Paul to give you a look.�
�
�I don�t think so,� I
protested.
�
�How about Liam then?�
said Ruth.
�
�How about Liam what?�
said Liam, suddenly walking into the room.�
The girls both started giggling uncontrollably while I was left standing
there looking awkward.� Nobody would answer
Liam�s question, and he was left looking bemused and paranoid that we were
taking the piss out of him.
�
The day passed in a
relaxed way.� As always Liam was keen to
play pool, and we all indulged his passion at various times.� Liam�s parents have recently bought a pool
table for their home, and Liam is getting quite good.� He�s getting to the stage where he can plan
several shots ahead.� Ruth and I don�t
have a table at home, but both of us are pretty useful players from our trips
to the bach.� We can make good shots, but
don�t know much about setting the cue ball up for the next shot.� Nina,� on the other hand, is just a beginner.
�
We have a game that we
regularly play that helps to even out the imbalances in our abilities.� The game can also be easily adjusted to suit
any number of people playing, which is quite useful on many occasions.� The game involves allocating certain balls to
each player.� We used to do this with
scraps of paper, but now we have little plastic tokens with the numbers one to
fifteen on them.� You pull a certain
number of tokens out of a container, and the corresponding balls are
yours.� On your turn you try to sink the
balls belonging to any of the other players.�
Once all of your own balls are sunk you are out of the game, with the
last person left being the winner.� To reduce
accusations of favouritism we normally keep it secret which balls belong to
which player.
�
Late in the afternoon
found Liam, Ruth and I having a game with five balls each.� Nina was reading a magazine.� Eventually she got bored and came over to join
us.� We came to an arrangement where
Liam, Ruth and I each had only three balls while Nina was given the remaining
six.� This may seem like quite an
advantage, but in reality it never made much of a difference because in only
made it more likely that one of her balls would be attacked.� Still,� she never complained, mostly because
she never took the game very seriously.
�
As it was starting to
get dark, Ruth got a text message on her phone.�
�It�s Nathan!� she said.� I hadn�t
even noticed them exchanging phone numbers last night.� �They�ve caught a lot of fish, so they�re
offering to bring us some for dinner.�
�
�Are these the kids you
saw last night?� asked Liam.
�
�They certainly saw a
lot of them,� said Nina with a grin.
�
�What do you mean?�
�
�Nothing!� said
Nina.� She was now giggling, while Ruth
and I were standing there looking awkward.
�
Liam could tell there
was something going on and that he was the only one who didn�t know.� He rounded on Nina and hounded her until she
caved in, and finally the story all came out.�
Liam was astonished.� Once Nina
started spilling the beans she couldn�t stop talking, and eventually Liam knew
as much as the rest of us.� His opinion
of the matter was quite simple, and he repeated it over and over again with a
huge smile on his face.� �You lucky
bastards!�
�
Ruth, meanwhile, was
still texting with Nathan.� �So are they
coming for showers again?� I asked her.�
�And will they be staying for dinner?�
�
�No,� she said with a
frown.� �They�re all going to their dad�s
girlfriend�s house for dinner.�
�
�Why did you want to
know?� Liam asked me.� �Were you going to
ask the girl for another game of strip poker?�
�
I protested at this,
but pretty feebly, and they all laughed at me.�
Fortunately for me, the girls decided to take the opportunity to put
Liam on the spot.� �What about you,
Liam?� teased Nina.� �Maybe you were
hoping to get a good look at her.� I hear
she is pretty well proportioned.�
�
�It�s true,� said
Ruth.� �But would you have the guts to play?� Have you ever gone through with a game?�
�
Liam gave us an honest
answer.� �To tell the truth,� he said,
�the situation has never come up.�
�
�Seriously?� I
asked.� �Out of all the girls you�ve
dated, none of them has ever agreed to play strip poker with you?�
�
�Well it�s not like
I�ve asked,� retorted Liam.� �I happen to
think that it�s pretty tacky for a guy to ask a girl to play strip poker,
unless maybe if they�ve been going out a long time.� But didn�t you say that it was the girl�s
idea last night?�
�
�Yes, it was,�
confirmed Ruth.
�
�Well that�s pretty
much a dream come true!� said Liam with a laugh.� �I would like to think I had the guts to say
yes and go through with it.�� Liam was
blushing, which was a surprise, and he seemed keen to deflect the attention
onto someone else.� �What about you,
Nina?� he asked.� �Would you have
played?�
�
�That�s none of your
business,� deflected Nina with confident smile.�
�It�s not like we�re playing truth or dare here.�
�
�Well maybe we should,�
said Liam.
�
�I�m sure you�d like
that,� said Nina.
�
With that the topic
foundered, and our game of pool resumed.�
Not long afterwards there was a knock at the door.� Ruth answered it and led Nathan and Louise
into the room.� Introductions were made
and we had a brief chat about their fishing success before they excused
themselves and left.
�
As soon as Nathan and
Louise had departed, Liam resumed the previous conversation.� �You lucky bastards,� he said, mainly to
me.� �She is gorgeous.� Let the record show that I would definitely
have said yes to playing strip poker with her.� How about you, Nina?� Would you have said yes to a game?�
�
�We�re still not
playing truth or dare,� countered Nina with a grin.
�
I could see that Liam
was starting to get a bit frustrated.� �Well
how about it, then?� Will you agree to
play a game of truth or dare?�
�
Nina paused for
thought.� Liam�s question was demanding a
yes or no answer.� �Maybe,� she
said.� �It depends on the rules.� I won�t play unless you come up with rules
which are fair to everyone.� You can work
it out over dinner.�
�
�Maybe you should make
it a stripping game while you�re at it,� said Ruth with an evil grin.� �Maybe we should introduce these two newbies
to the excitement of putting their clothes on the line.�
�
�Ruth!� squealed
Nina.� �There�s no way I could do that.�
�
�Why not?� It�s only Paul and Liam.�
�
That didn�t sound
particularly complimentary, but I decided to keep my mouth shut.� If Ruth was going to start coaxing Nina into
playing a stripping game, then I was desperate for her to succeed.
�
�But there would be a
risk that they would see me naked,� protested Nina.
�
�That�s the exciting
part.� Seeing the guys naked was great
fun, but the exciting part was the risk of being stripped, even though the way
we played it yesterday effectively reduced the risk.� I knew that we were all going to strip, so
the risk was about whether or not I would be first or last.� Imagine how much more exciting it would be if
only some people got stripped.� Maybe we
should get Liam to put that in his rules.�
�
�That�s alright for you
to say,� said Nina.� �You�ve already
played a game.� If I�m going to play, I
think it would be better if everyone got naked.�
That way seems a lot fairer.�
Unless, of course,� continued Nina with a grin, �you want to guarantee
that I�m the one who doesn�t get stripped.��
Despite her little joke at the end, it occurred to everyone that Nina
might have just agreed to play a stripping version of truth or dare.
�
Dinner was prepared in
no time.� The fish had already been
gutted and filleted by Nathan, and we quickly threw a salad together.� As we sat at the table eating, Liam started
brainstorming game ideas that would be agreeable to everyone.
�
�I guess we could
always play poker,� said Liam.� �That
should be fair enough.�
�
�Sorry,� said
Ruth.� �We don�t have any cards.� The cards we used last night belonged to
Nathan.�
�
�What else have you got
here?� Any board games?�
�
�Sorry, no.�
�
�Well, how about pool
then?� tried Liam.
�
�No way!� said
Nina.� �All you guys are far better than
me.� I would be sure to lose!�
�
�What if we made some
way of evening out the advantages and make it more random?� If necessary we could make it so that it was
completely random, so if I sink a ball there might be a risk of stripping
myself.�
�
�Keep talking,� said
Nina.
�
�We could have names on
bits of paper and randomly assign them to the different balls.� When a ball is sunk we look at the paper, and
the person named on the paper takes something off.�
�
�Who decides what they
take off?� asked Nina.� �The person
stripping, or the person who sunk the ball?�
�
�How about having it
decided randomly too?� I chipped in.
�
�That would be fun,�
said Ruth.� �That would definitely
increase the excitement.� Maybe you lose
a sock, or maybe your pants.� Cool!�
�
�What about the truth
or dare bit?� I asked.� �Or is this only
a stripping game now.�
�
�I know!� said Liam
excitedly.� �So each ball is associated
with a bit of paper.� Some bits of paper
have an item of clothing written on them, like Paul�s pants or Ruth�s shoe, so
that person has to take it off.� However,
other bits of paper have a person�s name and the words �truth� or �dare�.� The person who sunk the ball gets to ask the
question or set the dare.�
�
�I don�t know,� said
Nina.� �You�re still likely to be the one
who sinks the most balls, so you will have all the power.� You�ll be setting everyone�s dares.�
�
Liam thought about
this.� �We could have the questions and
dares already written on the bits of paper.�
And we could make it a rule that you only have one shot each turn, even
if you sink a ball.� That will
drastically reduce my advantage.�
�
�That would work,� said
Nina.
�
�This is all getting a
bit complicated,� I said.� �If we have to
work out all the truths and dares in advance it will take us all night to set
the game up.�
�
�I don�t mind if the
questions are asked by whoever sinks the ball,� said Nina, �especially if we
use the idea of only one shot per turn.�
But I would like the dares agreed in advance.�
�
�I still think we
should consider the possibility of there being winners and losers,� chipped in
Ruth.� �That would be a real buzz.�
�
�Hang on everyone!�
called Liam.� �This is all getting too
much.� Look, I�ve got some ideas on how
this might work, but I need some peace and quiet to sort it out.� Give me a few minutes to work out the rules
and then I�ll run my ideas past you all.�
�
We all agreed.� Liam went and sat at the desk in the lounge,
and we could see him making notes on sheets of paper.� His preparations seemed to include a fair bit
of maths.� The rest of us did the dishes
and made drinks, and we were just settling back at the kitchen table when Liam
returned.� He was carrying a few small
note pads and some pens.
�
�I think I�m ready to
explain the game,� he announced.� �I just
need fifteen glasses and one large bowl.��
Ruth and I quickly grabbed what he asked for before he continued.
�
�Here�s how it
works.� We each start with a certain amount
of clothing.� Paul and I each start with
seven: shirt, pants, underpants, two socks and two shoes.� You girls get to start with eight, so you
wear just the same as us plus your bras.�
And to make it fair, no dresses or long shirts.� Let�s make it a rule that the clothing on the
top half can�t cover the bottom half.�
�
The girls
whinged a bit at this.� It�s a current
fashion to wear a short dress over the top of jeans or leggings, and it seemed
as though they both had that exact idea.�
They agreed to Liam�s rule, however, and he continued with his
instructions.
�
�We each take enough
bits of paper to have one for each item of clothing.� On each bit of paper write your name and the
item of clothing, then fold them up and throw them into the bowl.� Then there are the truths as well.� I figured we would each do three of
those.� So on another three bits of paper
write your name and the word �truth�.�
The truth questions will be decided by the person who sinks the
ball.� Finally, each player will do one
dare.� The dare will be set in
advance.� I�ll explain that later.�
�
�Obviously with the
numbers of clothes alone it was never going to be just one game of pool, so
I�ve done a lot of calculations and decided that three games would be
perfect.� So in total there will be 45
balls sunk.� With the guys wearing seven
clothes and the girls eight, and with each player having three truths and one
dare, this adds up to 46, exactly one more than needed.� I did that to keep Ruth happy.� There will be one bit of paper left
over.� Maybe someone will be left wearing
a sock.� Or one player might escape
answering one truth.� Or just maybe I
will still be wearing my jeans at the end of the game.� What do you think?�
�
The girls both
agreed.� In Ruth�s case the risk that
someone wouldn�t be completely stripped added to the excitement.� Nina wasn�t as pleased with this
prospect.� Just like me in my first game,
it�s easier to play if you know that everyone will be doing it.� However, Nina figured the odds were so small
that one of the guys would keep covered that she decided it didn�t matter.
�
�What�s with all the
glasses?� I asked.
�
�That�s how we keep it
all random,� explained Liam.� �At the
beginning of each game we take 15 bits of paper out of the bowl and put one in
each glass.� We will number the glasses 1
to 15.� When you sink a ball, you take
the paper out of that glass.�
�
I thought Liam had done
a great job with the game, and the girls seemed to agree.� There were just a few loose ends to tidy
up.� �What will the dare be?� I asked.
�
�My idea was that you
had to lie spread-eagled on the floor and let everyone look at you,� said
Liam.� The rest of us were horrified by
this idea, but we warmed to the idea when Liam put it into perspective.� �It may not be as bad as it sounds.� Like the rest of the game, there is a risk
involved.� What you want is to have to do
your dare early in the game while you�ve still got lots of clothes on.� You might even be fully dressed.�
�
�What if someone ends
up asking themselves a truth question?�
�
�I hadn�t thought of
that,� admitted Liam.� �I reckon someone
else should ask the question.� How about
the person wearing the least clothes?� We
could toss a coin or something if we need to.�
�
Everyone seemed happy,
although nerves were apparent in all of us.�
My stomach was churning so much that I wondered if I was going to throw
up.� Having already played strip poker
the previous night made things a little easier, but this game seemed like it
was in a different league.� There was
more a stake, particularly since I was now playing with Nina instead of some
girl I had only just met and might not meet again.
�
Ruth had one final
question for Liam.� �Is it ok if we go
and get changed before the game?�
�
�Sure, why not?� said
Liam.� �As long as your clothing is fair,
wear what you like.�
�
Ruth went over and
whispered in Nina�s ear and they both went off to their bedroom.� �They probably want to make sure their
underwear is presentable,� said Liam.� I
thought about my own clothing and decided a change might be a good idea as
well.� I was wearing boxer shorts, which
were a lot riskier for accidental exposure.�
I decided briefs would be better at keeping everything in place, so I
went and changed.� Liam remained in the
lounge, racking up the balls for the first game.
�
I changed quickly into
my briefs and returned to the lounge.�
The girls took a bit longer before they reappeared.� Both had gone for a complete change of
clothes, and the result was very pleasing to the eye.� Both of them were wearing skirts and skimpier
sleeveless tops.� They had also dispensed
with their running shoes and were now wearing classier slip-on shoes.� It looked like Ruth was wearing stockings.� Nina obviously hadn�t brought any with her
because she was wearing black socks which looked a bit out of place with her
skirt and shoes.� The most pleasing
aspect of course was that both girls had come to play.� Neither had used the time to entertain any
doubts or second thoughts.
�
We each grabbed pens
and paper and wrote out our slips of paper under the guidance of Liam.� He had moved the glasses and bowl into the
lounge while the rest of us were changing.�
Soon we had all the papers in the bowl.�
Ruth mixed them up thoroughly, and then Liam quickly pulled out 15 bits
of paper and dropped them into the waiting glasses.� He suggested that he break first, since he�s
very good at getting a good scatter around the table.� We decided that, since Liam is the youngest,
we would then go from youngest to oldest.�
Therefore the order would be Liam, me, Nina, then Ruth.
�
Liam broke with a loud
crash which made the rest of us flinch, our nerves being so tightly wound.� The balls bounced around the table with such
energy that it was impossible to keep track of them, and we were forced to
check all the pockets before we could ascertain that Liam hadn�t sunk any.� As I stepped up to the table, it occurred to
me that the game might go a lot quicker than you might expect.� I had my choice of all 15 balls on the table,
and quite a few were easy shots to take.�
I lined up the 8 ball, largely out of novelty at being able to treat it
like any other ball, and I sunk it in the corner pocket.� I excitedly walked over to the glasses and
fished the paper out of the glass marked �8�.�
My stomach lurched when I unfolded the paper and I instantly recognised my own handwriting.� The paper said �Paul � underpants�.
�
The others were waiting
tensely as I looked at the paper, then they erupted into howls of laughter when
I told them what it said.� It really hit
home how risky this game was compared to strip poker.� My modesty was only protected by two items of
clothing: my jeans and my briefs.� Now I
was going to have to take off my briefs, and my jeans could easily be
next.� This was a terrible start.
�
I tried to calm myself
down.� As much as I was struggling
within, I knew I would have to force myself to do this if I wanted the others
to follow suit.� I tried to recall how
brave Ruth had been the previous evening when forced to be the first to show
herself to everyone.� One key question,
however, hadn�t been answered.� �Am I
allowed to go and get changed somewhere else, or do I have to get changed
here?�
�
Ruth and Nina were
immediate and unanimous in their response.�
�You have to do it here!�
�
�But that�s not fair!�
I protested.� �I�ve still got my jeans to
wear.�
�
�Come on Paul,� said
Ruth.� �Be a good sport.� We�ll let you turn your back on us, but I
think everyone should have to stay in the room.�
�
It was hard to argue
with both the girls, so I eventually gave in.�
At least the rules would be the same for everyone.� I decided to attempt to keep myself
covered.� Even though they were sure to
see everything at some stage, I figured they shouldn�t get any free
passes.� I decided to stand facing the
corner.� I wouldn�t be able to keep my
bottom hidden, but it would be easier to keep my penis hidden.� Thankfully I was still fairly flaccid.� I took off my shoes, and then I went into the
corner.� I unbuckled my jeans and took
them off, leaving them handy ready to put back on speedily.� Changing from boxers into briefs earlier had
all been for nothing.� I pushed my briefs
down and stepped out of them, and then I put on my jeans as quickly as
possible, slowing only to carefully avoid catching my penis in my zip.� Ruth and Nina, meanwhile, were having a lot
of fun at my expense, laughing, cheering and clapping.
�
Once my jeans were done
up, I returned to the middle of the room and put on my shoes.� I noticed that both the girls were checking
me out. �Nina was doing this furtively,
while my sister was looking with a friendly and knowing smile on her face.� For her it was just a bit of fun.
�
It was Nina�s turn at
the pool table, and having 14 balls to choose from was no help to her.� Maybe she was struggling to concentrate as
she missed an easy shot.� Ruth, however,
made no mistakes.� She sunk her shot and
quickly grabbed her bit of paper.� My
heart was thumping.� Losing my underpants
on the first turn had really shaken my confidence.� Ruth read the paper and turned to face
me.� �Paul � right sock�.
�
I�m sure my heart
stopped for a moment when she said my name, but I was ultimately relieved when
I heard it was only a sock.� I took my
sock off, and then I put my shoe back on again.�
It seemed a bit silly, but keeping shoes and socks on wasn�t a privilege
I wanted to forego unless I had to.
�
Liam made no mistake
with his shot, sinking the 15 into a centre
pocket.� He laughed when he read out his
slip of paper.� �Paul � right shoe�.� Unbelievable!�
I had lost the first three in a row! With a certain amount of ill
feeling I kicked off my shoe.� It was my
turn at the table, and I felt extremely strange as I limped around the table
with one bare foot.� I still managed to
sink my shot, and it was with a large amount of fear that I walked over to the
row of glasses.� Surely it couldn�t be me
again!
�
I was relieved as I
read the paper.� �Nina � right shoe,� I
said with what I hoped was a sympathetic smile in her direction.� She slipped off her shoe, then stood up to
take her turn.� Like me, she was hobbling
strangely.� She lined up a shot, and this
time she made it.� I was pleased for her,
as I didn�t want her lack of pool experience to ruin the game for her.� She gave us all a huge smile as she went to
collect her �winnings�.� My feelings
evaporated when she turned and gave me a meaningful look.� My name was obviously written on her slip of
paper.� �Paul,� she said.� �Truth!�
�
She didn�t need long to
think.� �What did you enjoy most about
your game of strip poker last night?�
�
Tough question � there
was no way of escaping with a simple yes or no answer.� The image sprang to mind of Louise taking off
her bra, immediately followed (slightly disturbingly) by the image of my sister
doing the same.� I also recalled the
images of both girls standing naked and twirling around.� Try as I might to come up with a good answer
about trust or self-confidence, there was no avoiding the obvious truth.� �The thing I enjoyed most was being able to
look at naked girls.�
�
�Even your sister?�
asked Nina.
�
�Yes.� It wasn�t anything dirty or anything.� I was curious to see what she looked
like.� It�s not like I see naked women on
a regular basis.�
�
�When else have you
seen a naked woman?� persisted Nina.
�
�Hey!� I
protested.� �You only get to ask one
question, and I�ve already answered two.�
I think it�s time for someone else to have a turn.�
�
It was Ruth�s turn to
shoot, but she missed her shot.� Liam,
however, made his.� �Ruth � truth� was
the outcome.� �Did Paul have an erection
during your game last night?� he asked.
�
�Hey!� I said.� �That�s not fair!�
�
�I don�t see what the
problem is,� said Liam with a grin.� �I
can ask Ruth anything I want and she has to tell the truth.� What�s not fair about that?�
�
�But everyone�s picking
on me!�
�
�Maybe,� said
Liam.� �It is fun.� So Ruth, what�s your answer?�
�
�The answer is yes,�
said Ruth.� �He seemed very excited.�
�
As I didn�t want to
prolong the conversation, I immediately stood up and had my turn.� For the third time in a row I was successful,
although the ball that I sunk wasn�t actually the ball I was aiming for.� I was starting to feel worried about my luck,
and I was becoming paranoid that the piece of paper would have my name on it
again.
�
The piece of paper had
�Ruth � dare� written on it.� Ruth
immediately cheered, while Liam actually groaned.� The dare was for Ruth to lie spread-eagled on
the floor, but just as Liam predicted might happen she was fully dressed.� Ruth was wearing a skirt, but she was careful
enough as she sat down on the floor.� She
spread her legs, carefully arranging her skirt to keep everything covered
before lying back on the carpet.� Nobody
bothered to move closer to examine her there, so after a short space of time
she stood up again.
�
Nina and Ruth both
missed their next shots, but Liam was predictably successful, sinking the
7.� The paper in the 7 glass said �Nina �
skirt�!
�
Nina gasped, and the
room went quiet.� Not only had she not
played strip poker the previous evening, it seemed possible she had never had
to strip in front of others in this kind of situation.� Her face was turning red as she stood staring
at the floor in front of her.� �You can
do it,� encouraged Ruth.� �I saw what
knickers you put on, and they aren�t any worse than your swimsuit.�
�
�Ok, ok,� said
Nina.� �When you put it like that it�s
not so bad.� But what if I have to take
off my knickers soon?� It would be so embarrassing!�
�
�Paul�s in the same
situation,� Liam reminded everyone.
�
Nina stood still for a
few moments, and then she slowly reached behind her back and unzipped her
skirt.� Her panties were a boyshort shape in an ivory colour.� They were cotton with a strip of lace around
the waistband which gave them a sexier look.�
In accordance with Liam�s rules, her top wasn�t long enough to block the
view of her panties, and there were a couple of inches of pale skin between the
bottom of her blouse and the lace waistband of her panties.� She looked gorgeous as she stood there,
blushing furiously.� Applying the lessons
I had learned the previous night, I was quick to compliment her.� �You look great,� I said.
�
�Thank you,� replied
Nina with a shy smile.
�
As I went to take my
next shot, I was aware that my penis was becoming stiffer, and I had to
surreptitiously adjust myself.� My shot
missed.� Nina�s turn followed mine, and I
noticed that she went around to the side of the table nearest the ball,
seemingly to avoid having to bend over any more than necessary.� She took aim at an unnecessarily difficult
shot and missed.
�
Ruth, who was still
fully dressed, quickly aimed and sunk a ball in the corner.� The result: �Ruth � top�.� �Damn!� she said with a nervous smile.� I could tell she was trying to be casual
about it, playing up the persona from earlier of being the experienced and
daring one, but I could tell she was a bit shaken now that she was confronted
with the reality.� Last night she had the
buttons on her blouse to delay the inevitable, but tonight she was wearing a
black singlet top with spaghetti straps.�
Her red bra straps, which told me she was wearing the same push-up bra,
were already visible.� In a move that is
always guaranteed to set a guy�s heart racing, she grabbed the bottom of her
top and pulled it up over her head.
�
I already knew how
effective her push-up bra was at creating cleavage, but the effect on Liam was
quite noticeable.� I saw that he was
blushing and not quite sure where to look.�
For someone who is normally so confident, it was fun to see him this
way.� Ruth, meanwhile, had recovered
quicker than he had.� �Come on Liam,� she
said.� �Get on with it.�
�
Liam was clearly
distracted as he missed his shot, leaving the ball sitting in the mouth of the
pocket.� It was simple for me to finish
it off, meaning that Ruth had to remove her right sock.� I had been curious about whether she was
wearing stockings or pantyhose, and what was holding them up, but the question
was soon answered when Ruth yanked it down.�
She was wearing stockings held up only by the elasticised lace at the
top.
�
Nina missed, again
attempting a hard shot in order to avoid bending over.� Ruth, always more competitive, had little
hesitation leaning forward to sink her shot, giving Liam a good view at her
cleavage as she did so.� The sights were
about to get a whole lot better.� �I�m
sorry, Nina,� said Ruth.� �This one says
�Nina � blouse.��
�
�Please tell me you�re
joking,� pleaded Nina.
�
�Sorry honey.� You can read it yourself if you like.�
�
Nina didn�t bother
checking.� She knew Ruth wouldn�t
lie.� Instead, she started talking to
herself to psych herself up.� �It�s just
like wearing a bikini,� she said.� �It�s
just like wearing a bikini!�
�
Quickly, a lot sooner
than I expected, Nina pulled her top off and threw it on a chair.� She looked absolutely stunning as she stood
there.� Her bra matched her panties.� They were ivory coloured
cotton with a lace strip along the edge of each cup.� I could see that her breasts were larger than
Ruth�s although not nearly as large as Louise�s.� The vision was only slightly marred by the
fact Nina was wearing black socks and one black shoe.� Again I made sure I said something
complimentary.� I certainly didn�t lack
inspiration.
�
�It�s your turn Liam,�
said Nina.� �How about losing something
yourself.� I can�t believe your luck.�
�
Liam took his shot, but
again he failed to sink a ball.� The
situation was obviously ruining his aim.�
I could feel my limbs tremble as I lined up my own shot, but at least I
made it count.� Ruth pulled the paper out
of the glass and handed it across to me.�
The result was her losing her left shoe, thus joining Nina and me in the
hobbling category.
�
There were only three
balls left on the table, and both Nina and Ruth failed to sink any.� Liam, however, found some form.� He was smiling as he fished the paper out of
the glass. �Nina!� he announced.� He gave
a dramatic pause, and I could see Nina looking scared.� �Left sock!�
�
Nina gave a sigh of
relief.� �Don�t do that to me,� she
said.� �I thought I was going to have a
heart attack.�
�
There were now two
balls left.� We each tried and failed,
then Nina and I failed a second time each before Ruth sunk one.� We all watched Ruth carefully as she looked
at the paper.� Then Ruth looked straight
at Nina with a concerned look on her face, and we all instantly knew it was
something significant.
�
�What?� cried Nina.� �What is it?�
�
�It�s your panties,�
replied Ruth.
�
Nina looked as though
she�d been slapped.� There was a chair
nearby, and she sank into it.� �I can�t
believe this,� she said.� �I know I was
feeling sorry for Paul earlier, but this is so much worse. We haven�t even
finished the first round.� Oh my
god!� I haven�t done my dare yet
either.� I�m not sure I can do this.�
�
I looked at Ruth.� Her reactions would be the key to whether or
not the game stopped now.� �I know how
you feel,� said Ruth.� �I was in the same
position last night.� I was the first one
naked.� I know it�s difficult, but it
might help to remember that we�ll all be in the same position eventually.� Since it�s Paul and
Liam we�re playing with, I think we can trust them both to follow through.�
�
�It�s not quite the
same,� said Nina.� �Last night you were
certain that everyone would be naked, but tonight we can�t be certain.� There�ll be one bit of paper left over.� I know it sounds stupid, but I was really
hoping I would get to keep my skirt, and when I lost that I was hoping to keep
my panties.�
�
Nina fell into silence,
and none of us knew what to say.�
Eventually Nina started speaking again.�
�It�s all right.� I agreed to play
and I will.� I guess someone had to be
first to lose.�� While she was still
sitting down, Nina raised her bottom slightly from the chair and eased her
panties down.� Keeping her knees close
together she pushed her panties down past her feet.� Then, after several deep breaths, she stood
up.� She was facing in my direction, and
as she looked at me I made the effort to make eye contact and give her a
supportive smile, which she shyly returned.�
Then, when she turned her head to look at Liam, I allowed my gaze to
head south.� Nina has long black hair, so
it was no surprise that her pubic hair was also black.� It was trimmed back even more severely than
Ruth�s, forming more of a rectangle than a triangle. Nothing more was visible
as she was standing with her legs together.
�
�Come on boys,� said
Ruth.� �Quit gawking and get on with the
game.�
�
Liam, whose turn it
was, reacted immediately.� Eager to ease
the tension, he stepped up to the table and fired off his shot.� There was only the one ball to aim at, and
the angle was very difficult, but it fired into the corner with a satisfying
thud.
�
He was smiling as he
grabbed the piece of paper, but his face altered dramatically once he unfolded
it.� His smile was replaced with a look
of absolute horror.� The room went
silent.
�
It was Nina who broke
the silence.� �It�s not, is it?� she
asked nervously.� �It�s not my�?�� She couldn�t complete her sentence.� In reply, Liam gave a tiny nod of his head
and passed the paper to her.� Written on
the paper were the words �Nina � bra�.
�
Even I could feel that
the universe was being incredibly cruel, and in some ways the moment was kind
of ruined because of it.� I had been
keen, desperate, to see Nina naked, but the way it was happening seemed like
torture.� Nina�s reaction, however,
surprised me.
�
�Which gods are you
guys praying to?� she asked.� �Talk about
bad luck!� I guess at least it can�t get
any worse than this.�� She paused,
obviously remembering the dare that was still to come.� �Well, it will get worse, but at least I�ve
still got the rest of you to watch.� In
fact, I hope my dare happens soon so I can get it out of the way.�
�
Then, with no further
words, Nina reached behind her and unhooked her bra strap.� She wasted no time taking it off and throwing
it on the chair with the rest of her clothes.�
Her breasts were nowhere near as large as Louise�s, but the way they
defied gravity was breathtaking.� Nina
opened her arms wide, as if to say �you might as well have a look�, and I
couldn�t resist accepting this unspoken invitation.� �You look very beautiful,� I said.
�
�That�s very sweet of
you Paul,� she said.
�
�Paul�s right,� said
Liam.� �You�ve got nothing to be ashamed
of.�
�
�Thank you,� replied
Nina.
�
Since the table was now
cleared, Liam and I emptied the pockets and racked up the balls while Ruth
restocked the 15 glasses.� Since Liam had
finished the last game it was my turn to break.�
I did this quite well and the balls were soon well spread around the
table, but nothing went in the pockets.
�
Since her last shot
Nina had lost both her bra and her panties, and was now looking slightly
ridiculous wearing a sock on her right foot and a shoe on her left.� There were plenty of good options to choose
from, and I noticed she chose one which didn�t necessitate standing with her
bottom pointed at any of us.� I did, however,
get a good view of her breasts as she lined up her shot, and I was acutely
aware that my erection was contained by my jeans alone.� I wondered how long I would get to keep my
jeans.
�
Nina sunk her shot, and
seemed less nervous about looking at the piece of paper, figuring that whatever
it said would most likely affect anyone but her.� She was wrong.� It said �Nina � truth�.
�
�What did we decide
again about asking yourself a question?� she asked.� �Did we decide the person with the least
clothing?�� A brief discussion clarified
that it would be me who would get to ask her a question, being the least
dressed person who wasn�t Nina.� I was
still wearing my jeans, my t-shirt, and the sock and shoe on my left foot.� There were many things I wanted to know about
her, although I wouldn�t have the guts to ask many of my questions.� I was dying to know about any past boyfriends
and how serious those relationships were.�
Most of all, of course, I was dying to know if she liked me.
�
As I looked at Nina as
she stood practically naked, nervously waiting for her question, I noticed that
she was trembling.� Whether it was from
feeling cold, or fear, or a result of adrenalin, I felt very
compassionate.� I was very tempted to let
her off the hook by asking her favourite colour or some other simple question, but I knew I would be
totally mocked.� Then I had the idea of
following Liam�s example from earlier, when he had asked Ruth a question which
had actually been more embarrassing for me.�
Unfortunately I couldn�t think of a question to get at Liam, but my
sister was fair game.
�
�When Ruth told you
about our strip poker game last night,� I asked, �what did she say she was
feeling?� Did she get horny when she saw
Nathan get naked?�
�
Ruth made a brief
protest, including pointing out that I had asked two questions, but her protest
petered out when she received no support from the others.� Nina was smiling, and she was clearly only
waiting for silence before answering the question.� �To be honest,� she said, �I can�t actually
remember the specifics.� She did say that
she liked seeing Nathan naked, and she did say that she was feeling horny, but
she didn�t specifically say that one caused the other.� Maybe she was horny from taking her own
clothes off.�
�
We were all grinning as
we watched Ruth�s reactions.� She was
blushing and obviously trying to find the words for some sort of retort, but no
words were forthcoming.� Instead, she
grabbed her pool cue and marched up to the table.� A ball soon fired into the corner
pocket.� She had found the perfect means
of getting her own back, as the paper she won said �Paul � truth�.
�
Ruth quickly thought of
a question for me.� �Apart from when you
were a little kid, has any girl seen your penis until you showed it to Louise
and me last night?�
�
At least Ruth hadn�t
thought to ask an open question, so I could deal with it with a simple yes or
no answer.� I was embarrassed by my lack
of sexual experience, but I also didn�t figure that the truth would be much of
a shock to any of them.� �No,� I
replied.� I could see that Ruth regretted
asking a closed question, but it was too late now.� My question was answered and it was Liam�s
turn at the table.
�
Liam missed his shot,
which was a surprise given he had 13 balls to choose
from, but the cue ball had been against the cushion.� I didn�t miss mine.� I was momentarily unhappy to see my name on
the paper until I fully realised what I was
reading.� �Paul � dare�.� It was my turn to lie on the floor to be
inspected, and like Ruth earlier I was dressed enough to make it no problem at
all.
�
I lay down on the
floor.� As I lay there, I was conscious
that this position was likely to make my erection more obvious.� I was wearing jeans, but no underpants.� Typically, it was my sister who took the
opportunity to make me uncomfortable.�
�You should come and have a look Nina,� Ruth called.� �You can get the preview of the show you�re looking
forward to.�
�
As Nina walked closer,
I was treated to a different and pleasant view of her body.� From my vantage point on the floor, I had a
good view of the undersides of her breasts, and a few tantalising
glimpses of her labia as she walked.� I could
feel my penis pressing against the fabric of my jeans.� It was almost painful.
�
Nina gave me a shy
smile.� �Those jeans may be gone any turn
now,� she reminded me.
�
As I got to my feet,
Nina took her turn at the table.� For the
second time in a row she was successful.�
She read the paper and then looked at me intently, and I was suddenly
afraid that her prediction had come true.�
However, she was only winding me up.�
She then announced �Ruth � panties!�
�
Ruth jumped at the
mention of her name, but did not get unduly anxious.� With only a moment�s hesitation she reached
up under her skirt and pulled down her panties.�
It was obvious now why the girls had changed into skirts.� I noted that tonight she was wearing the red
lace panties which matched her bra, and I was disappointed that I wouldn�t get
the opportunity to see them worn together.�
Ruth removing her panties was far less of a drama than what I had gone
through when I had to remove my briefs from under my jeans.� There had been nothing for Liam and me to
see.
�
It was now Ruth�s turn
to take a shot.� As she bent over the
table, Liam was in the prime position to watch her skirt rise at the back.� It didn�t rise quite enough for his liking
because he started to crouch down for a better view before Nina gave him a
warning slap on the shoulder.� The
resulting noise didn�t disturb Ruth�s shot, however, and another ball was
sunk.� �Paul � left sock�.� Ruth�s turn was followed by Liam, which
resulted in the loss of his shirt.� This
was his first loss of clothing for the night, and was greeted with loud
cheering from the girls as he bared his chest. His shirt was immediately
followed by his left sock during my turn, and the excitement reached fever
pitch when Nina sunk her third shot in a row.�
�Liam � underpants.�
�
It was actually
somewhat of a relief to see Liam come under the spotlight.� He had been extraordinarily lucky up until
now.� Now, like me earlier, he had to
stay in the room while he removed his underpants from under his jeans.� Liam used the same strategy as I had
earlier.� After removing his shoes he
stood in the corner.� He removed his
jeans to reveal a pair of bright blue briefs.�
He quickly pushed them down and struggled to get his jeans back on as
quickly as possible.� Because he had
already removed his shirt he was briefly naked apart from a solitary sock, and
Nina and Ruth both laughed and cheered.�
Finally Liam had his jeans in place.�
He was flushed and slightly breathless as he turned to face us.
�
Ruth took a successful
shot while Liam sat and put his shoes on.�
�Nina � truth�.� Ruth had
obviously been thinking about asking questions which required more than a yes
or no answer.� �Tell us how you feel
about being so much more undressed than anyone else.�
�
Nina looked down at
herself as she considered her answer.�
She was wearing just a shoe on one foot and a sock on the other.� Otherwise she was completely naked.� �Embarrassed!� she said.
�
�What else?� prompted
Ruth, but Nina did not feel any need to answer any further questions.� With a cheeky smile in response to Ruth�s
frustration, she told Liam to go ahead and have his turn.� Liam sunk his shot and pulled the paper out
of the glass.
�
�It�s my turn to do my
dare,� he said, and he immediately found a spot to lie down on the floor.
�
From where I was
standing I could see the outline of Liam�s erection prominently displayed
through the fabric of his jeans.� Ruth
went over to have a look, and she gave a huge grin as she waggled her
eyebrows.� Nina, however, was expressing
feelings of disappointment.
�
�It�s not fair,� she
said.� �All of you have been able to do
your dares while still wearing enough clothing.�
I�m going to be the only one who has to show off everything.�
�
�It�s not all bad,�
said Ruth.� �Believe me, when the guys
lose these jeans you�ll get just as good a show.� I�ll make sure they don�t try to hide
themselves.�
�
As I went to take my
shot I noted there were only five balls on the table.� This second game was going very quickly, with
very few misses.� I kept that going with
a carefully aimed shot into the centre pocket.� As a result I lost my own shoe, my last piece
of footwear.� I was fortunately still
wearing both my jeans and my shirt, and I had only one truth left to do.
�
Nina missed her shot,
but Ruth was successful.� As Ruth looked
at the slip of paper she turned immediately to Nina.� She didn�t attempt to raise the suspense or
drag the moment out.� Instead she decided
that it would be more merciful to be quick with the news.� �It�s time to do your dare!� she said.
�
Nina looked momentarily
stunned, but then she said that it was just as well to get it over and done
with.� She was standing near Ruth on the
opposite side of the table to Liam and me, so she disappeared from our view as
she lay down on the floor where she was.�
Liam and I stood still while Ruth watched us with a bemused look on her
face.� �What�s wrong, boys?� she asked.
�Aren�t you going to come and have a look?�
�
I hesitated.� �I don�t know.� It doesn�t feel right somehow.�
�
�Don�t be stupid!� said
Ruth.� �It�s all part of the game.� We all agreed to this.� Anyway, you may learn something about female
anatomy that your future girlfriends may thank you for.�
�
I couldn�t deny that I
was curious.� While my feelings for Nina
were causing me a great deal of confusion, it was easy to be swayed by Ruth�s
encouragement.� I slowly walked around
the end of the table with Liam following close behind.� As Nina came into view, I saw that she was
lying with her head towards us and her spread legs pointing away in the other
direction.� She was staring straight up
at the ceiling, but made eye contact as I came closer.� She looked very nervous, and her limbs were
starting to tremble again.
�
From the time Nina had
first had to take her underwear off I had tried to avoid staring openly at her,
but I had also made the most of any opportunity to check her out when her
attention was elsewhere.� I had already
become a connoisseur of her breasts, and I noted that they seemed slightly
smaller as she was lying on her back.�
The part of her body I was most curious to see was what lay between her
spread legs.� Ruth had positioned herself
near Nina�s right knee, and she beckoned us around to the vantage point between
Nina�s feet.� Nina�s gaze had returned to
examining the ceiling.
�
�Come on guys,�
encouraged Ruth.� �Get in close.�
�
�Ruth!� admonished
Nina.
�
Ruth ignored her.� Instead, she crouched down and took on a tour
guide role as she encouraged us to look carefully, using her finger to point as
she spoke to us.� �You can see both the inner and outer lips or labia,� she said.� �Every woman is different.� On some women the inner lips are often
visible.� On others they are only visible
when she is turned on.�� Nina again tried
to get Ruth to stop talking, but Ruth continued to ignore her.� �Up the top of the vagina here is where you
will find the clitoris, gentlemen.� It
feels like a small bump, but it is very important.� Your future girlfriends will not thank you if
you can�t find it.� It may pay to memorise where it is.��
I knew I would have no trouble recalling this scene for the rest of my
days.
�
Ruth continued to
embarrass Nina by pointing out the various parts of her anatomy, including her
erect nipples and the way she was breathing.�
At each step she indicated that these were possible signs that Nina was
turned on.� Nina had given up trying to
discourage her, and simply lay there staring at the ceiling.� Finally Ruth ran out of things to say, and
Nina asked if she could stand up.� We
agreed.
�
Nina looked very
flushed and embarrassed as she got to her feet, and she was now staring at the
floor.� I knew it would be best to try to
say something to reduce the tension.� �Thank
you Nina,� I said in my most sincere voice.
�
Nina managed a weak
smile in response.� �I can�t believe that
just happened,� she said.� She turned to
Ruth.� �And I can�t believe you just did
that to me.� You made that so much more
embarrassing!�
�
Ruth grinned.� �You can�t deny that you found that very
exciting.�
�
Nina blushed again and
said nothing in reply.
�
We all stood around
until Ruth reminded Liam that it was his turn.�
Liam took aim at one of the three remaining targets and missed
completely.� He seemed to be in a daze.� I also made a hash of my shot, but in my case
a ball was sunk on a lucky rebound.� The
luck was all mine, and certainly not Liam�s.�
The paper said �Liam � jeans.�
�
It was with mixed
feelings that I made the announcement.�
The girls both cheered excitedly while Liam looked crushed.� While he is my best friend, and I knew that
he dated a lot, I had no idea whether or not he was used to being naked with
girls.� His face suggested that he
wasn�t.� I was relieved for myself that
it was him instead of me, and I had to admit I was feeling a little annoyed
with how comfortable he looked in his jeans since he took off his shirt.� I suspect he is quite proud of his
chest.� Still, I was feeling some
compassion towards him.
�
When it had been Nina�s
turn to strip, Ruth�s encouragement had made all the difference to her.� In Liam�s case, I suspected he would not
welcome my encouragement.� I knew he
would want to deal with the situation in his own way.� As I suspected, Liam was ignoring me
completely as he looked backwards and forwards between Ruth and Nina.� He seemed determined to appear fearless and
in control.� His hands went to the waist
of his jeans and he started to unbuckle them.
�
Liam had the button
undone and was about to pull down the zipper before he realised
he was still wearing his shoes.� He sat
down to remove his shoes, and then he stood up again to do his jeans.� As he pushed his jeans down Ruth let out a
cheer while Nina looked on in silence.�
She seemed taken aback as his erection came into view.� I found myself staring too, for selfish
reasons.� I was afraid that Liam would be
a lot bigger than me, and I was relieved to see he looked about the same
size.� He was really struggling to stop
himself from covering up with his hands, and Ruth gave him a gentle
warning.� I thought that Liam looked a
bit ridiculous as he stood there wearing one sock, and he looked even worse
once Ruth told him to put his shoes back on.
�
Again we found
ourselves just standing around, and again it was Ruth who had to encourage us
to get the game moving again.� It was
Nina�s turn, and she missed.� Ruth,
however, nailed her shot.� This resulted
in Nina removing her remaining shoe, leaving her with just one sock.� The upside was that she could now walk
normally, and Ruth, who was the other one wearing one shoe, expressed some
jealousy.
�
There was just one ball
left on the table.� Liam looked very
uncomfortable as he lined it up, conscious that his bottom was on display to
the rest of us who were gathered nearby, but he made no mistake in guiding the
ball into the corner pocket.� The slip of
paper he read out said �Liam � truth.�
�
Since Liam wasn�t
permitted to ask himself a question, the rules were that the person wearing the
least clothing should ask it.� It was obvious
this person was Nina, who was only wearing a sock.� She looked at him for a moment, then launched
straight in.� �What�s the most you�ve
ever done with a girl sexually?�
�
We all went silent for
a moment.� Nina�s question was the
toughest so far.� Liam looked shocked,
and then he spent some time trying to find the right words to reply.� Eventually he said �third base.�
�
Nina wasn�t satisfied
with this.� �I didn�t ask about
softball,� she said.� �I don�t understand
all this business about bases.� Tell us
what you mean in words we�ll all understand.�
�
Liam blushed even
redder.� �To be honest, I don�t quite
understand the bases system myself, so I might be wrong.� I think third base is when you�ve got your
hand inside a girl�s pants, or she�s got her hand inside your pants.� I�ve had each of those once.�
�
�Who was it?� asked
Nina.
�
�I�m not saying,� said
Liam.� �I�ve already answered your
original question.�� I looked carefully
at Ruth to see if her expression gave anything away, but she looked just as curious
as the rest of us.
�
Since the table was now
cleared, we got ready to start our third and final game.� Liam and I organised
the pool table and the glasses while the girls went out into the kitchen to
make some drinks.� As I restocked the 15
glasses from the large bowl, I was reminded again that there would be one piece
of paper left over.� The final slip of
paper lay there in the bowl, and I managed to resist the urge to peek at it.
�
At this stage it was
obvious the game had been kinder to some people than others.� I looked almost normally dressed.� I was wearing only two items of clothing, but
they were my jeans and my shirt.� Ruth also
had everything covered, but in her case she was covered by her bra on top and
just her skirt down below.� She also wore
a shoe on her right foot and a stocking on her left leg.� Nina and Liam, by comparison, were
essentially naked.� Liam was wearing two
shoes and one sock, while Nina wore just one sock.
�
When the girls returned
we started the third game.� It was my
task to break since Liam had finished the previous game.� I broke with a resounding crash and I was
rewarded with one ball sinking.� I walked
over to the restocked glasses and pulled out the appropriate slip of
paper.� It read �Liam � right sock�.
�
Nina�s good form from
earlier seemed to have vanished, as she was unable to sink any of the 14 balls
available to her.� Ruth didn�t have any
trouble.� Her paper said �Paul � truth�.� On her previous opportunity to ask me a
question Ruth had already forced me to admit that I�d never been naked with a
girl.� What would she ask now?
�
�Last night when we
were playing strip poker, you seemed to know quite a bit about the rules.� I remember that it was you who suggested we
count our clothes before we started, which made us wonder if you had played
strip poker before.� Now I know you said
earlier that no girl has seen you naked, but that doesn�t necessarily mean
you�ve never played strip poker.� Maybe
you played and won.� So my question is
have you played before, or is there some other reason why you knew how to
play?�
�
I blushed.� I was ashamed to admit that all my knowledge
of strip poker came from reading erotic stories on the internet, but then I
remembered Nina admitting that morning that she had used the internet to look
at naked men.� Maybe it wasn�t so
shameful.� �I�ve never played
before.� It�s just that I�ve read a few
stories online.�
�
�Stories?� I didn�t think guys bothered with reading
stories,� exclaimed Nina.
�
I couldn�t think of any
suitable reply, so I told Liam to have his turn.� He sunk a ball and read out the corresponding
note.� The victim was his own left shoe,
meaning it was now his turn to walk lopsidedly.�
I missed my shot, as did Nina and Ruth, leaving it to Liam to sink the
next ball.� He was unable to suppress a
delighted smile as he read from the slip of paper. �Ruth � bra.�
�
We looked at Ruth, and
she returned our looks with a nervous smile.�
�I suppose I can�t complain,� she said.�
�I�ve had a good run.�� In a
repeat of yesterday�s manoeuvre she slipped the
shoulder straps off first then twisted the bra around until the hook was at the
front.� In my opinion it is a lot sexier
if a woman reaches behind her back to unhook it first, but I kept my opinion to
myself.� I glanced at Liam and it was
clear that he wasn�t the least bit put off by my sister�s clumsy way of
removing her bra.� Ruth�s breasts are
smaller the Nina�s, but Liam still seemed so transfixed by the sight of them
that I was convinced that he had never seen them before.� Ruth stood still for some time while Liam
looked, and she seemed in no hurry to move the game along.
�
Eventually I decided it
was time to have my next shot, which was a miss.� Nina then followed with a miss as well.� Ruth was successful with hers.� She smiled as she told Liam to remove his
sock.� Liam was now the first person to
be 100% naked, which was surprising considering how well he was doing in the
early stages of the game.� Liam claimed a
revenge of sorts on his next shot, which claimed Ruth�s remaining shoe.� Of course Ruth was still wearing her skirt as
well as one stocking.
�
I missed my shot, but
Nina was successful with hers.� She
looked at me with a suggestive smile, and I knew that I was about to lose
either my shirt or my jeans.� After
leaving me in suspense for a few moments, she announced that it was my
shirt.� My jeans would survive for at
least another round.
�
I have always been self
conscious about my chest, having always been on the skinny side, but some nice
comments the previous evening had helped me to see that I wasn�t as scrawny as
I used to be.� Remembering also that
confidence is generally considered to be sexy,� I was determined not to look nervous
as I pulled off my shirt.� I didn�t
receive any compliments on this occasion, but I like to think I detected some
interest from Nina.� I was now only
wearing one item of clothing, but I knew I was fortunate that I still had my
jeans.
�
It was Ruth�s turn, and
when she had sunk a ball she announced that the paper had �Liam � truth�
written on it.� She gave her question
some thought.� �You�ve dated a lot of
girls, including me and a few other girls my age and even older.� So how come you�ve never asked Nina out?�
�
Liam looked extremely
uncomfortable with this question, and I could see him thinking furiously about
how best to answer her.� I was nervous
too.� In the end,� Liam answered with the truth.
�
�It�s nothing about
Nina personally.� Honest!� It�s just that I knew that someone else was
interested in her first, so it didn�t seem right to ask her out.�
�
�Who?� asked Nina in bewilderment.� I could
feel my heart beating fast as I knew that Liam was talking about me.� I tried desperately to act naturally.� Liam continued to look uncomfortable, but he
kept quiet.� Nina gave him a funny look,
and then she turned and gave me a very searching look as well.� She was obviously trying to work things out,
but I was very afraid of what her reaction might be.� I was so scared that if she worked out it was
me she would laugh or otherwise crush my hopes.
�
Liam tried to rescue
the situation by getting on with his turn, but the result was yet another �Liam
� truth�.� According to our rules, the
question would be asked by the person (not Liam) wearing the least clothing,
which was either Nina or me.� We hadn�t
properly decided what the tie-breaker would be, although tossing a coin had
been mentioned.� If the situation had
been different I might have allowed Nina to have the privilege, but in the
circumstances I was afraid of what would happen if she was allowed to continue
her questioning of Liam.� I suggested the
coin toss, which fortunately I won.
�
I took the opportunity
to ask a question I was curious about regarding him and my sister.� �When you were dating Ruth, how far did it
go?�
�
�That�s hardly a nice
question,� replied Liam.� �A gentleman
should never reveal these things.�
�
Ruth laughed.� �I don�t mind,� she said.� �If you don�t tell them, I can.�
�
�Well why don�t you
then?� he replied.
�
Ruth turned towards us
with a smile.� �I let him touch my breast
on the outside of my clothing, but I stopped him from trying to undo my
buttons.� I figured he should have to put
in more time before I gave him anything else.�
He�s such a player.�
�
�I am not!� replied
Liam.� �You�ll make them think we broke
up because you wouldn�t give me more.� It
was you who broke up with me.�
�
�That�s true,� said
Ruth with a wistful smile.� �I�m sure we
both knew that it wasn�t really going anywhere.�
�
Liam nodded.� Since it was his turn next, he effectively
changed the topic by taking his next shot.�
His target fell into the centre pocket.� The result: �Ruth � truth.�� It was Liam�s turn to put my sister on the
spot.� �So how far have you let a guy get
with you?�
�
Ruth smiled.� She seemed to be enjoying being the
experienced one in the group.� �I let
Jamie Henderson take off my top, and he slipped his hand inside my bra and
played with my nipple,� she said.� �I�m
pretty sure he got a good look at it too, even though I was still wearing my
bra.�� She continued to smile, as if
pleased with a happy memory, while Liam looked like he regretted asking the
question.� While he and Ruth had only
been in a brief casual relationship, I still think he
was jealous that some guy had gotten further with her.
�
I had my turn next,
which resulted in Nina losing her remaining sock.� She was now the second person completely
naked.� She immediately took her shot,
and she seemed pleased that she was successful.�
The piece of paper said �Ruth � truth�.
�
Nina looked at Ruth for
quite some time as she considered her question.�
I had a feeling that she had a question in mind and was trying to decide
whether or not it was too mean.� Maybe
she was thinking about the extra embarrassment Ruth had caused during her dare
because she made up her mind to go ahead with her question.� �Do you have a vibrator?�
�
�Nina!� squealed
Ruth.� �Oh my God!� You swore you would never tell anyone.�
�
Nina smiled.� �I didn�t tell anyone.� I�m just asking a question.� Anyway, as you said earlier, it�s only Paul
and Liam.�
�
�You cow!� said
Ruth.� She didn�t sound angry, but she
was obviously very embarrassed.� I had
never seen her look so flustered.� �Ok,
yes.� The truth is that I own a
vibrator.� End of story!� Whose turn is it?�
�
I was astonished.� I had never given any thought to whether or
not she masturbated, so this was a very confronting revelation.� I could feel myself blushing as well.� I wouldn�t have had the guts to discuss the
topic any further, so it was with a sense of relief that I reminded Ruth that
it was her turn.� She marched up to the
table and sunk one of the four remaining balls.�
The outcome was that she had to take off her remaining stocking.
�
It was Liam�s turn
next, and he got the outcome he was undoubtedly hoping for the most: �Ruth �
skirt.�� Ruth still hadn�t recovered from
everyone learning about her vibrator, so she was far from mentally prepared to
remove her skirt.� She was starting to look
overwhelmed, and she took a few moments to take some deep breaths and calm
herself down.
�
�Sorry about that,� she
said.� �I thought that after last night I
would find this game easy, but I was wrong.�
This is so embarrassing.� I think
I�m ready now.�� With that Ruth slipped
her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt and pushed it down.� She was facing Liam who was obviously her
main audience.� I had seen her naked last
night but I was still watching intently, particularly since it was easy to do
so while her attention was on Liam.� She
stood naked in front of him and slowly turned around to let us see her from
every angle.� It was only once she had
completed her circle that she turned her attention back to me.
�
Not only was it my
turn, but it was also obvious to everyone that I was the only person wearing
any clothing � my jeans.� There were two
balls left on the table, so my chance of keeping my jeans was now one in
three.� A quick stock-take of the game so
far enabled us to work out that Nina and Liam had only been asked two of their
three truth questions.� Which penalty
would be left over at the end of the game?
�
I lined up one of the
two remaining targets.� I briefly thought
about missing deliberately, but I figured there was nothing to be gained by
doing this.� I sunk my ball and with a
pounding heart I went over to fish the slip of paper out of the glass.� My heart seemed to lurch the second I recognised my own handwriting, and everyone could tell by
the look on my face that I was about to lose my jeans.
�
I reminded myself that
confidence was sexy, although I didn�t know how well I could fake it.� I was about to expose myself to the girl I
had a crush on (as well as my sister and my best male friend), so the stakes
seemed high.� I was still self-conscious
about my body.� While my penis didn�t
seem any smaller that Liam, or Nathan�s from the previous evening, I was
conscious that I had only developed pubic hair in the last year, and it still
seemed sparse and patchy compared to the other guys.
�
I figured I had best
just get on with it.� I unfastened my
jeans and pushed them down.� My erection
sprang out.� I looked at Nina and I could
see her grinning openly.� �I�m sorry,�
she said, �but I�m so relieved that everyone ended up naked.� I don�t know about Ruth, but I would have
found it so unfair if we hadn�t.�
�
�Don�t get me wrong,�
said Ruth.� �I would have been just as
annoyed as anyone if Paul had ended the game still wearing his pants, but you
have to admit the possibility added to the excitement.� I think it made me feel more embarrassed
tonight than I felt last night, particularly at the end when I had to take off
my skirt.�
�
Nina stepped up to the
table to shoot at the last remaining ball, which was resting against the
cushion at the end of the table.� She
missed it completely.� Then followed
another dozen attempts by the rest of us, continually failing to put it away.� The ball bounced around the table many times,
but continually escaped the pockets.� Because
it was a truth question for either Nina or Liam, each of us was keen to be the
one to sink it.� Eventually it was Liam
who did so.� He smiled when he looked at
the paper.� The final question of the
game was to be answered by Nina.
�
Liam didn�t take long
to think of his question.� �Since the
rest of us have had to, how about telling us how far you�ve ever gotten to with
a guy.�
�
�There�s not much to
tell,� answered Nina.� �This is as far as
I�ve ever gone right now, standing naked in a room with two naked boys.� So you could say that my biggest sexual
experience was with two guys at once.��
She giggled at her own risqu� statement.
�
The game was now ended.
Ruth was texting on her phone while the rest of us stood around awkwardly.� �Who are you texting?� Nina asked.
�
�Nathan,� said
Ruth.� �I�m just letting him know how the
game turned out.�� Her phone beeped, and
she giggled.� �He wants me to send him a
picture!� she explained.
�
Even though Ruth made
no attempt to take a picture, the suggestion broke the spell in the room.� Nina started to put her clothes back on, so
Liam and I quickly followed suit.� Ruth,
however, was still texting her reply, so she was still naked while the rest of
us were putting on our shoes and socks.�
She looked startled when she realised this,
and quickly pulled on her skirt and top.�
She then pulled her panties on under her skirt, but didn�t bother with
her bra.� We could see her nipples
pushing against the thin fabric of her top.
�
It was late in the
evening, and Nina led the way in terms of going to bed.� Our goodnights were cheerful if a little
awkward.� Soon I was lying in bed in a
high state of sexual excitement for the second night in a row.� Despite the potential for embarrassment when
we changed the sheets before going home, I took matters into my own hands and
gave myself relief before drifting off to sleep.
�
End of Chapter Two
�
Real Game Play: This
story was a Real Game Play (RGP) story.�
I am a fan of stories about stripping games, but too often the outcome
of the game seems too contrived by the author, which can ruin any sense of
realism.� I decided to attempt some
stripping game stories where the outcome of events was determined by
chance.� This is one such story.
�
I used two dice to
simulate the game of pool.� For each shot
I considered whose turn it was and how many balls were on the table before
deciding what dice roll would result in a ball being sunk.� For example, if Liam was taking a shot while
there were many balls on the table, I might decide that a roll of 5 or more
would sink a ball, while if Nina was shooting at just one ball, I might decide
that 10 or more would sink it.� I used
gut instinct quite a lot, including taking into account how distracted players
might be.
�
The actual order of the
stripping, truths and dares was easy to make random.� I used a shuffled pack of cards, and each
item of clothing, truth and dare was assigned a card.� I simply turned over the next card whenever a
ball was sunk to see what happened.
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