Crunch Time

The card were all laid out on the table. I started to wonder just how many hands we’d played. I then realized I was far too drunk for any of those thoughts. It was better to focus on what was right in front of me. Like the fact it was Sasha’s turn to make a big decision.

“Well as much as I hate to take the easy way…” she said as she started to slide her thong off under the table, “I see how much Marty is struggling to keep her much smaller tits hidden each hand and I’m not about that life.” The group laughed as again the brunette across from me blushed. It was true. Ever since she had lost her bra a few hands ago she had yet to let so much as a nip slip from behind her arm.

Out of the corner of my eye I watched the small garment join the large pile. But more or less I was focused on Marty. Even with a naked Val right next to me it was hard not to focus on my embarrassed friend across from me.

“Well fuck. I guess it’s something about being on this side of the table.” Val said laying her cards out. Everyone turned to look at the redhead who again approached the whole thing with casual ease as she stood up.

As she pulled her hair back putting her hands behind her head we all got our first good look at a naked girl of the night. She was tall and slender. Her tits were easily the second largest of the group. I imagine in most settings they would give other girls a run for their money… just not when you were sitting next to Sasha. Her nipples were very pale. As was the rest of her skin. And she was covered in freckles. If we needed any other signs she was a natural redhead there was faint dark red stubble just above her fully exposed pussy.

Then just as casually as she stood up she sat back down.

If you’ve never played strip poker… lemme tell you how nerve wracking it is. In the early stages it’s fine. Funny almost as you take off the first items that don’t really matter. Then it gets stressful as you start to lose the items that matter to you, but also the adrenaline rush as you hope for someone to lose balances out all the nerves. It’s a game with incredible highs and lows.

The lows for me were obviously (up until this point) my naked spin. The high point was just about to happen as Autumn cheered with relief as her pair of 6’s had just bested someone to keep her fully dressed. The loser though sat in stunned disbelief.