Ever since my Dad got remarried I have considered myself a lucky man.
I am now 21 years old and my two younger stepsisters are 17 and 18
respectively, and by all objective measurements are absolute foxes.
Anyway, last Christmas I was home from college and because of being
snowed in for two weeks, I was completely bored out of my mind.  My
parents had gone skiing and left me and my two sisters alone in the
house for the weekend.  I was a bit disappointed about missing out on
the ski trip, but as events would soon unfold, I realize now in
retrospect that missing that trip led to the best TRIP I ever went on.

My sisters, Brandy and Monica, had decided to invite a few of their
friends over for a good old fashioned slumber party.  Being the
�college� boy and not realizing what an golden opportunity being
snowed in with a bunch of bored high school girls would yield, I
assumed the adult role for the party.  After much begging and pleading
on the girls part they convinced me to go and buy some beer for them,
and being a bit bored and thirsty myself, I ran down to the nearest
7-11 and stocked up on party supplies for the weekend.

As we all sat around talking and drinking, it began to dawn on me how
fortunate I am.  Here I was surrounded by five beautiful women,
Brandy, my oldest sister and a well stacked redhead to boot.  Monica,
her equaling charming blonde younger sister and Lynette, Maria and
Samantha their gorgeous friends had my cock stirring in my shorts by
8:30.  After several beers, and the realization that there was nothing
on TV, Maria suggested that we play cards.  When I returned from the
kitchen with the playing deck I was astonished to hear Brandy say that
she would only play on the condition that we play strip poker!  I
thought I had died and gone to heaven.  As I began shuffling, Brandy
leaned over and whispered in my ear �I have been wanting to see your
package for a while big Bro!�.  My heart began to race as I realized
that this evening was shaping up to be most entertaining.

The first few rounds went quickly and soon the game began to get
serious.  I was down to my pants and shorts, Brandy still had her bra,
T-shirt and panties on.  Lynette had only lost her shoes and socks and
Monica had just shed her pants.  Maria still had not lost anything and
it was now a mission of mine to begin to even up the score.  The
effect of the beer, and the lovely feminine flesh surrounding me,
caused me much distraction and definitely had a negative impact on my
poker skills.  Even still, I won the next few hands and soon Brandy
and Monica were down to their panties and bra,  Lynette still had her
shirt on and even Maria was beginning to sweat as she was just now
removing her pants.  Sadly, my luck did not hold out.

I lost the next hand and had to lose my jeans.  Now the game was
getting serious!  The bulge in my boxers was quite obvious and I was
extremely humiliated by all the wolf-whistles the girls game me as I
shed my pants.  Monica too was getting nervous and declared that
anyone who lost the crucial hand and had to get naked could have a
choice of stripping bare or submitting to one hour of activity the
group chose as a penalty.  Even though I showed a brave face, I myself
was beginning to try to think of a way out of this situation.
Stripping bare in front of five attractive women is harder than you
think, and the humiliation of my obvious arousal had my mind racing
for any possible avenue of escape.  I did hold out hope that if I
could win the next few hands, possibly it would be me, instead of
them, getting to choose the punishment or witnessing the nude
spectacle.  I wasn�t so lucky.

In my desperation to strip Lynette whose long blonde tresses and full
round breasts had my full attention, I had allowed myself to be
tricked by her and had my three Jacks beaten by her full house.  My
face began to redden as the girls began to cheer at my predicament.  

�Time to Drop Trou big Brother!� Monica and Brandy began to chant.  My
mind racing I blurted out that I would rather submit to the one hour
penalty than face the naked humiliation.  The evil grin that began to
form on Lynette�s face began to make me wonder if perhaps I had chosen
unwisely.  After a few minutes consultation, the girls returned to the
game and announced that the penalty would be one hour of tickle
torture.  My heart sank.  What had I agreed to!  Ever since I had been
a child I had been extremely ticklish, and now I was to be tormented
in my boxers with most of my flesh exposed to 10 pairs of feminine
nails tormenting every inch of my body.  As I opened my mouth to
protest, Brandy reminded me that I could always strip off and be done
with it.  Wishing to save some vestige of modesty I meekly agreed and
was led by the girls into the master bedroom.

Before I knew it they had taken several of my silk ties and bound me
spread-eagle to the four poster bed.  I was completely helpless and
they knew it.  Slowly at first two girls stroked my feet, another two
worked on my stomach and rib-cage and Brandy attacked my neck.  I
laughed so hard and so long I almost passed out!  After what seemed
like an eternity, but was in reality only five minutes, all hands
stopped.  All of the girls began giggling uncontrollably and as I
looked down my chest I saw the object of their ridicule.  I had the
most intense erection I ever had.  Lynette, barely being able to speak
through her snickering, ran her nails over my crotch and said it
seemed I was enjoying my punishment.  I was so ashamed I could not
look at them.  While my eyes were closed in embarrassment I heard
several of the girls whisper something to one another and leave the
room.  When I opened them Brandy was standing over me with a pair of
scissors in one hand and a bottle of  baby oil in the other.

Before I could ask her what she intended on doing, her actions cleared
up any doubt of her plans.  With two snips of the scissors my boxers
were cut from my body and lifted away.  My frantic struggling which
caused my erect cock to bounce back and forth only amused the girls
even more as they watched me wriggle in naked bondage.   Brandy
announced to the group that she had never seen a guy cum in full view
and the other girls nodded that their experiences were the same.
Slowly she began to lather up her hand with the baby oil.  As her long
silken palms began to caress my dick I involuntarily groaned in a
mixture of pleasure and humiliation.  I decided to fight their little
experiment and not submit to their machinations.

For fifteen minutes I put up a valiant struggle, but eventually
friction, horniness and mother nature began to conspire against me.
With every female eye trained on my helpless body I was painfully
aware of my predicament.  Maria noticed that my balls were starting to
get hard and my toes were beginning to curl up.  Her observations were
correct, and although I tried to fight it off I shot load after load
of cum straight into the air and all over my tormentors.  After a
minute or two I was shaking from the intensity of my orgasm and
demanded to be released.  Brandy just cocked an evil smile and
whispered into my ear �Not a chance Stud, You might as well enjoy it.
This is going to be a long, long weekend.�
 
 

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