=========================================================== WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE, AND MAY INCLUDE GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF CONSENTUAL SEX. IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18, OR THE STATE OR COUNTRY IN WHICH YOU RESIDE PROHIBITS SUCH MATERIAL, THEN DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. THIS STORY IS EROTIC FICTION INTENDED FOR ADULT ENTERTAINMENT. THE AUTHOR DOES NOT NECESSAARILY CONDONE OR ENDORSE THE BEHAVIOR DESCRIBED IN THIS STORY. ALL PERSONS AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE FICTITIOUS AND ANY SIMILARITY TO PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD OR TO ACTUAL EVENTS IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. =========================================================== Pure Strip Poker By MikeCA ([email protected]) @(C) Copyright 1999 by MikeCA, all rights reserved, except those described below. Permission is granted to download, archive, and repost provided that the contents are not altered, including the disclaimers, copyrights and limitations on use and provided that no fee is charged for access. Pure Strip Poker Chapter 13 The Epilogue That Friday night, really early Saturday morning, game with Les and Linda was the last strip poker game of our first semester. There were term papers that had to be finished and we needed to study for final exams. That was really just fine with me, because I was beginning to worry that every time we went out, we somehow ended up playing strip poker. I wanted a relationship with Mary that was not just pure strip poker. On Saturday night we did go out to that movie, and the subject of strip poker never came up. We spent a few romantic hours in my dorm room after the movie too, and we had too many other things on our minds to even think about strip poker. On Saturday, when Mary and I final got back to the dorm from Les's apartment, everybody in the dorm seemed to have heard about the naked girl who streaked the campus the night before. There were all kinds of rumors about what had really happened, and some of them were even close to right. I readily admitted to Marc, my roommate, that I had been there and seen the streak. I was pretty sure I had recognized some guys from the dorm there, so I figured there was no sense in trying to pretend I hadn't been there. Beth, Mary's roommate, gave Mary a hard time for staying out all night, and generally seemed to be acting really weird. Well more weird than normal, but Mary didn't think much of it Saturday. Sunday was when the trouble started. I don't know who found the pictures first, but late Sunday afternoon Mary called to tell me someone had posted pictures of Friday night's streak on a web site. One picture I saw clearly showed Kristen and Bob. George was behind some people and you couldn't see much of him. There was another picture taken from a distance that showed both Mary and I, along with almost everyone else. Fortunately for me, I was facing the other way, so no one seeing the picture could know it was me. Mary's face didn't show either, but you could clearly see her skirt, which would identify her to someone who recognized it, like her roommate Beth. I have heard that Kristen was a little upset when she saw the pictures on the Internet. Bob was supposed to be angry too. Mary would not have been very bothered by it all, except that it was Beth who first showed her the pictures on her computer. That was the first thing that freaked Mary out. How had Beth found these pictures so quickly on the Internet? Then Beth dropped the real bombshell. Beth had actually been in the crowd on campus that Friday night waiting for the streakers. Neither Mary or I had seen her, but there were lots of people there, and Beth must not of been one of the people that ran out real close to our group as we ran past. Not only had Beth been there, she had taken her camera and had pictures of the streakers. Mary was really freaked out by that revelation. The reason Beth was telling Mary all this was she was worried about getting the film developed. She thought she might get in trouble for developing a roll of film with pictures of naked people on it and wondered if Mary had any idea where to take it to be developed. Mary was sure that Beth had recognized her there Friday night and was completely freaked out over the whole experience. I tried to calm her down. We were not the ones who were naked Friday night. So what if Beth had pictures of us running next to some naked people. There is nothing wrong with that. I know that one flash went off in my face, so somebody probably has a picture with my face in it. If that is posted somewhere on the Internet, somebody in my home town will probably show it to my father, since he is the local minister, and then I will have a little explaining to do. I will just tell him the truth. I was out late one Friday night and these naked people were running across the campus. I ran along next to them to see what was happening, and somebody took the picture. Well... that is the truth...sort of. Everything I said was technically true. Bill Clinton got away with it, why can't I? Well, we are leaving on semester break now. I don't know if there will be anything worth writing about next semester. I'm sort of hoping there won't be. Mary wants to add her own little note, so she will post this when she is done. - Larry Postscript from Mary Larry is really a great guy. I feel very lucky to have found him. Yeah, he is a little bit of a nerd, but I'm working on that. Larry is a fast learner. Boy, look how fast he learned to play poker. Before that first game, Larry barely knew the rank of poker hands. He's a fast learner at other things too, but you've just read about that. Anyway, I'm starting to ramble. I wanted to write this little postscript for Beth. That's not your real name. Mary and Larry aren't our real names either. Larry changed your description enough that no one will ever recognize you, but you'll know who you are when you read this. How do I know you will read this? I looked on your computer. I know I shouldn't have done that, but after you showed me those pictures, I just had to see what you were always doing on that computer. Boy, those sites you have booked marked. Wow! IndianOutlaw's Stripping Naked World, Bryon's Stripped Naked Forum, The Academy of Stripping Naked Beach Club, ... How did you find these sites? And all those stories you down loaded. I even found all the early chapters of Larry's story on your computer. That's how I know you will read this. Did you recognize yourself when Larry introduced you into the story line in Chapter 7? Probably not. Larry changed your description and the facts around so much that it was hard to see that it was suppose to be you. After Chapters 11 and 12, you probably figured it out, huh? Well now you know for sure. Don't take what I said here the wrong way. I don't think there is anything wrong with all those stripping sites. I guess by now you realize I don't think there is anything wrong with a little good clean stripping. It can be lots of fun. You seem to really like those strip poker stories too. I can't blame you for that either. I liked reading Larry's story too. And I guess you know I like strip poker, at least when its played with the right people and everyone has the right understanding about what is going to happen afterwards, then strip poker is great fun. If strip poker is just a fantasy game for you, then enjoy the story. Maybe Larry will write some more next semester. But if you would like to try to make that fantasy real, all you have to do is ask. I'm sure I can find a nice safe guy you could bring to one of the games. I would avoid any of those guys you've been hanging around with though. No offense, but I would never play strip poker with them. They just look too dangerous. If you don't know anything about poker, I can help you out there too. It's really not that hard. Actually, there's a lot more luck to it then Larry let's on in his stories. He was really just very lucky in that last game that's all. Well, that is everything I really wanted to say. Since you have already read Chapter 12, you now know what Larry and I really did that Friday night. See, it wasn't what you thought. Well, I'm not sure what you really thought. In any event, Larry and I didn't really do it that night. So you didn't have to give me that long lecture about the importance of birth control and stuff. I know all about that stuff, and the next night when we did really do it, Larry used a condom. I know, I know Larry left that part out of the story, and he is going to be pissed that I said it here. I mean, he put every other detail of our love life into this story, why leave that one out? He's just a little embarrassed because...well let's just say, I didn't cum the first time, but heck, what girl comes the first time she does it, or the second for that matter. Larry was real gentle, but it still hurt a lot. The second time we did it last night was better, and it didn't hurt much at all. I know it will get better. Larry is such a sweet guy, and he does really care how I feel. Even if I never learn to cum when we do it, Larry will take care of me. After reading this story, you know all about that. Well that's all I have time for right now. I'll see you next semester. - Mary Comments, criticism, encouragement, corrections or suggestions are welcome. I try to answer all my email, although I sometimes get behind. MikeCA([email protected])