Draw four

You are no genius poker guru, but she keeping three cards did look very intimidating - she must have three of a kind, right? Your jacks won't do, it's frustrating. You have an ace, that's amazing, but what should you really do? Well, you kinda decided already, drawing four is pretty pathetic, but this might be the only way you are winning.

You get: A queen of diamonds, a jack of diamonds, a king of diamonds and a ten of diamonds. Oh snap, a straight! And holy shit! A flush too, so it's a straight flush! You can't believe your luck, this is like the best hand you can get, right? You giggle excited while Ulla stares at you with her poker face.

"A good hand huh? If this was a real game, I would've passed, you dumbass." She says bitterly and takes a sip from her hip flask. You realize that she's right, but can't you be at least a little happy?

"Ok, so I got a full house." She lays a strong full house on the table. It's amazing, but nothing compared to your ridiculous hand. With the biggest smile in the world you lay out your hand and Ulla flinches and looks down shocked. "Eh, March. That's a Royal flush! The chances of you getting that is 1 in 649,739. That is crazy, I'm actually impressed by your luck." She looks up and blushes, her lip wobbles a little, as all her previous cockyness fades away like sugar in a hot tee.

"Well, I guess you owe me your panties, right?" normally you couldn't dare say something so dirty, but now you feel like nothing could beat you ever. She gets up and blushes coyly as she pulls her panties down and raises her slim legs enough to get them off. Her panties are plain white and have nothing special like lace on them. You start getting nervous again as she holds them to you looking shy and defeated.

"Come on… Y…you won, you deserve them." She says surprised by your hesitation and looks at you carefully, still very shy. "Yh…yeah…" You take them and gulp as they feel very different, although they are the same kind you've always worn. You stay like that for a second too long and Ulla crosses her arms and bites her finger looking at you very red now. "Th..they are yours to keep, d…do whatever with them… It's fine…"

You've never done something like this before, this is weird… You are blushing too and just stuff them in your trusty basket. Suddenly you get why she bacame so troubled after loosing, as you realize how some people use cute girl's panties for... certain acts. "Oh no! Don't think that, oh my god!" You tear up and curse at yourself for thinking this whole time that it's just a silly challenge to go the rest of the party without them, not that someone would use them as a dirty perverted sex toy!

She looks at you scared and screams too. "What? Weren't you going to do that?! Oh no! This is so bad, I'm going to burn in hell!" She sits down and covers her face. You are getting hard for thinking that but manage to not care too much. "You can have them back… I didn't know that this was s…supposed to be dirty, I'm sorry…" You take the panties and hold them up to her and she squeaks and looks at you weirded out: "No! I lost damnit! If you're not going to masturbate them on or even get a sniff, then throw them away or something! I don't understand you at all!"

She isn't really mad, just embarrassed as she runs away wiping tears off her eyes. You look at the panties and start feeling an unfamiliar pull to them. You can't help it and get one long and embarrassing sniff. They smell, well, they smell good - good in the way touching yourself feels. You get another sniff and get hard and horny, you are addicted, Ulla's crotch, so exclusive, so unreachable, so womanly.

You keep breathing heavily and filling your lungs with her smell of sex and rub tenderly your hard penis, until you feel like cumming, you **** yourself to a halt. You feel extremely horny right now, your face is flushed and your tongue can't keep itself from slipping out as you breath heavily and feel deaf to your ears.

You start walking in the direction where everyone should be, the third floor. First you feel like it's going to be fine, but then get a sudden spike of pressure your lower stomach. You moan softly as drops of precum escape your penis and drip on the floor. You are painfully hard and wet and it's hard to walk. You don't want to ejaculate for real, because you honestly don't want this odd everlasting pleasure to stop.

Walking up the stairs is difficult and on every other step you have a weird half orgasm making all your juices leak out. You don't feel that bad though, it feels so good, and you feel like it's not going to stop anytime soon. Well, this turned around fast, didn't it?