Strip cornhole
Last July I went to a going away party for a friend moving out west. Throughout the night there were several people coming and going I’m gonna say all between the ages of 30-40.
At the end of the night there were about 12 of us left and we were outside playing beer pong, and corn hole (or bean bags whatever you want to call it). Needless to say we were all pretty hammered.
This girl Sarah, who I never met before, was running all of the games and just beating everyone at damn near everything. After a few games and more drinks, Sarah announced that she would challenge anyone to a game of strip cornhole.
Being one of the few remaining men at the party I accepted her challenge. For those that aren’t familiar with this game you play to 21, then 1 pt if you hit the board and 3 if it goes in the hole.
Maybe it was beginners luck but on the first round I beat Sarah by 1 point which means 1 article if clothing comes off. Sarah removed her shirt revealing her lacy black bra. This was a great start..atleast I had thought.
After the first round this game went horribly one sided in Sarah’s favor. Before the game was even halfway over I was flinging bean bags around in my underwear. Then before you know it “swoosh” Sarah sunk another bag.
In front of friends and strangers that I had never met before I dropped my underwear to the ground. I was now bare naked in the middle of suburbia playing cornhole. The worst part was the game wasn’t even finished.
This was extremely awkward as you can imagine. There was no way to play the game with one hand so there was no covering up. I was getting arroused from the attention, and maybe even some of the humility.
It felt like an hour but in reality the game only lasted for about 10 more minutes. After taking my loss like a champ I got dressed and went over to shake Sarah’s hand.
She smiled and replied “Meet me in the bathroom”.
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