[ENF] Casino Night at AZD

[Kirsarge]

Something I wrote and posted to Literotica years ago, thought I'd bring it here. Enjoy. Comments welcome.

Kirsarge


Chapter 1

It was, without a doubt, the most successful fund raiser any pledge class had ever put on. And, lucky for me, it was my idea.

It began late in the fall semester of 1992. I was a Junior at the University of New Hampshire, and I was sitting in the dining room of the Alpha Xi Delta sorority (the Xi is pronounced "zee"), eating spaghetti. This was the kind of lame fundraiser the sororities usually went for. They'd invite a bunch of frat guys over and they'd cook us dinner. And it was terrible, but I usually went anyway, just to talk to some of my friends who were sisters at AZD. On this night, the spaghetti was particularly bad, and I was talking to one of the pledges. Her name was Joan, a blonde sophomore from Massachusetts, 5'7", long wavy hair past her shoulder, and incredibly distracting boobs.

"I don't think I want to do another one of these stupid spaghetti diners," she confided to me.

"Well, I don't think you are going to have to, once word of this one gets out," I replied, with a disgusted look on my face.

"Shut up! It's not that bad, is it?"

"I'll survive, but maybe your pledge class doesn't specialize in cooking."

"I know, but I don't think we specialize in anything really."

I managed to keep my mouth shut, but I was thinking that they specialized in tits. I had met most of the pledges, and the one constant was that they all had great tits. Ok, not all, there was one really chubby girl, and two or three really thin girls with nothing up top, but the rest of them were ridiculous. And it was a big pledge class, 18 young women in all.

"We really need money for the spring formal," Joan continued. "We want to have it up at Mt. Snow, but no one wants to pay for it."

"Sounds expensive."

"You have no idea. But we're not going to get there serving raw spaghetti with ketchup."

I laughed. "Probably not"

"So what do you suggest? I mean, what would guys pay for?"

"I actually do have an idea, but you'd never go for it, any you'd think I was a pig if I told you, so forget it."

"No, tell me, if it's disgusting I'll just slap you," she said smiling.

"Alright," I began, "I actually heard this from a friend of a friend that it happened down in Florida." That was a lie, designed to make me seem like less of a pervert and to give my idea some credibility. "Anyway, I guess some sorority pledge class held a raffle. The offered the tickets to frat guys and the all-male dorms for five bucks a pop."

"Oh, right, and the winner gets to sleep with one of the pledges, I don't think so"

"No, no, nothing like that," I assured her. "No the winners, and there were like 6 of them or something, the winners got to play strip poker with the pledges."

She didn't slap me.

"Come on" she said with disbelief.

"That's what I heard. Each winning guy got to play a game with four of the pledges, chosen at random. The games went on in different rooms, and the sisters monitored the games to make sure the pledges didn't wimp out. They played until only one person was left with any clothes."

She still didn't slap me. "I don't think anyone would really do that."

"No, me neither, but I heard they made like five thousand dollars."

"No way!"

"Yeah! I mean you have to think that the guys who bought tickets bought more than one. I bet I'd drop $50 bucks for the chance."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

To my absolute shock, Joan seemed more intrigued than anything. She said that she'd have to tell some other pledges my idea.

"Would you do it?" I asked, my heart in my throat.

"I don't know, maybe. God knows I've done more embarrassing stuff than that with pledging already!"

I tried to press her to find out what that could have meant, but she wasn't saying. Anyhow, dinner was over and I got up to go. On the way out, I stopped Joan and made her make me a promise.

"What promise?" she asked.

"Since the I gave you that fundraiser idea, if you decide to do it you have to guarantee that I win the raffle."

"Ok, yeah. If we do it and if we make enough to cover Mt. Snow, I'll make sure you're one of the lucky ones." She made this promise knowing that they would of course, never go through with it.

Chapter 2

It was early February before I heard anything about my idea again. I told some of my Frat brothers about the conversation, and everyone agreed that this would never happen. Then I got a call from Jody, another of the pledges at AZD. I knew Jody fairly well, since she had dated my roommate last year. I will never remember the time I saw her climbing out of his loft-bed, wearing nothing but one of his shirts that didn't quite cover her thong. This girl had one of the all time perfectly proportioned bodies, and she was super-cute and really sweet. I had quite a crush on Jody.

I got to her room and I was greeted at the door with an enthusiastic "Hi" by Joan. Jody was there too, siting on her bed. We shot the shit for a while, until eventually Joan said, "You know we asked you here for a reason."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," said Jody. "We wanted to give you the first opportunity to buy tickets to the first-ever AZD pledge class raffle."

Believe it or not, it actually took me a second to realize what she was talking about. Then it hit me. "You're kidding."

"Nope. It's been in the works for a couple of months. We voted on it in January and it was unanimous! I couldn't believe it," Joan explained. "We've been working out the details ever since. Tickets go on sale tomorrow."

I looked at them, shocked. "So when is this going to happen? How's it going to work?" Jody took a deep breath, "Well, tickets are going to be $10.00. We figure we're worth at least twice as much as the Florida girls. There are 18 of us in our pledge class, so there are going to be five winners. Each winners gets to play with 4 pledges, except for one, who gets to play with two pledges and two randomly selected sisters. The pledges will be randomly selected too. We're going to do it at our house, with a different game going on in different rooms. Oh, and before the games start the winners get diner and drinks."

"Tell him the other thing," said Joan.

"Oh yeah. The sisters loved the idea, and they came up with another rule. The losers of each game have to gather in the dining room, and the winners get to see all the losers from the other games."

Joan added, "Yeah, we're thinking of having the winners then play again in front of all the losers, but we'll see about that. So what do you think?"

I sat there in deeply stunned silence for a moment or two. Then I said, "I think you guys are going to be rich."

Jody smiled, "Yeah we are, aren't we? So, you gonna buy a ticket or what?"

"Sure! I'll take one."

Joan chimed in, "One? When we talked about this you said you'd pay fifty bucks just for a chance!"

"Yeah but I only need one ticket right?" I responded, reminding Joan of her promise.

"That's only if we make $5,000. We have to sell a thousand tickets before you get your freebie, so you better buy more than one!"

She was right. Oh, well, I was certain that they'd sell the thousand tickets, so what the heck. I had $45 on me, and Joan said I could owe her the other five. Jody began to fill the tickets out and I couldn't help but ask Joan how this idea ever passed through her pledge class. Joan explained, "Well, I mentioned it to a bunch of the pledges before we ever brought it up formally. A lot of the girls were shy about it at first, but I explained it like this: we've all seen each other naked already, and even if we lose, then it's only one guy who gets to see. It's not like we're doing this in the field house. Most of the pledges were okay with it when I put it like that, and the rest just liked the idea of seeing some random guy's dick!" Jody laughed at the last remark. "Yeah," she said, "Are you ready to let a bunch of girls see your package?"

"I just hope you're both in my group," I replied. "I can't wait to see the look on your faces when you have to take off your underwear."

They both laughed. "Yeah, that'll be the day!" "You wish!"

With that, they said that they had to go sell some tickets, so I took my leave. I asked Joan to call me and let me know how ticket sales were going. As I walked back to the house I gazed at my tickets. "AZD Casino Night Raffle - $10.00 - Friday, March 11." Less than one month away.

Chapter 3

Of course I had to tell some buddies of mine, and they pretty much all immediately got on the phone to the AZD sisters they knew to find out if I was full of shit. When the word came back that I was not, and that this thing was going to happen, I made sure to tell as many of my brothers as I could that I bought 5 tickets. On hearing that, almost every brother said that they were going to buy five too, and many of them said they would buy ten. A quick estimation revealed that our house alone would buy around 350 tickets. And there were 13 other frats on campus, plus the men's sports teams, plus the dorms, plus the apartments. They really were going to be rich. They could easily sell 5,000 tickets to this thing.

But would Joan uphold her part of the bargain. I hadn't told any of my brothers about our little deal, because I didn't want anyone else to know about it. I wondered how Joan would pull it off. If they really sold 5,000 tickets, it might be too big, with too much at stake to risk sneaking me in. Then again, I knew Joan pretty well, and I trusted her. I was sure she'd think of something.

On Monday, March 7, the pledges of AZD held their raffle. I got a call from Shawn, the pledge class president at 7:00. "Hi is this Brendan?"

"It is."

"Hi, Brendan, this is Shawn from AZD. I just wanted to call and congratulate you, you won the Casino Night raffle!"

I tried to stay cool. "Really?"

"Really! I just need to tell you some of the rules, okay?"

Still cool. "Sure!"

"Okay," she began, "The whole thing starts at 7:00. You should be on time. Dinner will be served at 7:30, and it'll be good this time, we're hiring a caterer. There will be an open bar for the whole night, and the pledges will get you whatever you want to drink. At 8:30, we'll be holding another raffle, this time to find out who your opponents will be. Once that is decided, you will go to the game rooms with your group and a dealer, whose job it is to make sure none of the pledges chicken out. You're allowed to chicken out if you want, but the game stops then. If you lose and there are still pledges playing, you get to stay and watch them finish the game. Once a winner is determined, the whole group has to come back down to the dining room. The winner gets to put all of his/her clothes back on first, but the losers have to stay naked. Once all the groups have made it down to the dining room, the winners from all five games will have the option of playing again, this time in front of all the sisters and pledges. The winner of each game will also get a $100 prize for playing in the final game, and the winner of the final game will get an additional $500. Did you get everything?"

Trying to stay cool, but beginning to fail, "Um, I think so."

"Oh yeah, you have to wear exactly seven items of clothing. Shoes and socks count as one each. We're recommending you get dressed up. Go with shoes, socks, a belt, a tie, a shirt, pants, and underwear. The pledges will be dressed up too." Something about the way she said that about the pledges made me smile.

"Okay. I think I've got everything. Hey, which sisters got roped into playing?"

"We don't know yet, that's the other raffle that everyone is dreading."

"I see. All right, I'll see you at 7:00 on Friday."

"Great. Congratulations!"

"Thanks."

As soon as I got off the phone I bellowed and danced around the house for about 20 minutes. I told everyone I could that I won and I was hailed as a hero. I just couldn't wait until Friday. Whoo-hoo!

Chapter 4

I didn't hear from Joan, Jody, or any other AZD for the rest of the week. It was like they were in hiding. I did notice that they were modifying their house for the event, putting up navy blue sheets in all the windows to prevent the local voyeurs from cashing in. I decided what I was going to wear. I went with brown shoes, brown socks, my brown suit and a blue shirt with a great tie. I didn't go with a belt. Before I left to head over to the AZD house, A couple of buddies of mine toasted me and we all did a couple of Kamikaze shots. I left at 6:50, ready for a fantastic night.

When I got to the house, I was treated like the guest of honor. One of the pledges, Danielle, met me at the door and said that she'd be happy to introduce me around. Let me tell you, walking into a sorority house filled with 70-80 sisters and pledges is fun in any situation, but when you realize that you're going to get to see most of the pledges naked by the end of the night, well, let's just say you feel giddy right away.

I met the other guys who won, and they were all at least as excited as I was. There was a Senior from Sigma Beta named Brad, who I'd met the year before. He was a big musclehead, and I didn't like him very much. There was also a guy named Smitty from the Lacrosse team, who was very popular with the girls, but a little too obnoxious for me. There was a guy from Pi Kappa Alpha, Dan, who was actually a sophomore pledge. And finally, there was a freshmen forestry major named Cliff who only bought one ticket. He looked completely shellshocked.

I won't bore you with the details of the pre-party. They had it catered, and the food was fantastic. I gorged myself on shrimp cocktail and goose liver pate. They must have made a fortune. They had bartenders, and all the drinks were free. I wanted to keep my wits about me, so I just had a couple of Bass Ales. At 8:00, just as dinner was being cleared, the president of the sorority, Shawn, announced that they were going to hold the first raffle. This was to determine which two "lucky" sisters would be involved in the games. They had all the sister's names in a big top hat. Joan was allowed to pick the names, and she looked like she was really relishing the idea of getting her future sisters in trouble. As for the sisters, some looked nonchalant about the whole thing, while others looked really nervous as they obviously did not want to be naked in front of all these people. Joan had a devious smile as she reached into the hat. She mixed the names up with her hand for a really long time, until she pulled out a name:

"And the winner isMary Bramley!"

There were shrieks and laughter from the crowd, and I was in a state of shock. Mary was one of my best friend's girlfriend! She was really shy, and even though my buddy had been dating her for 2 months, I don't think he had seen her naked yet! They had fooled around quite a bit, but she always wanted to be under the covers and she always had the lights off. She even got dressed under the covers when he was in the room. I couldn't believe it! There was no way she would go through with this. Then again, I didn't see how she could refuse.

Joan called her to the front of the room, and she made her way up there. Mary was wearing jeans and a baggy sweatshirt, and she tried to smile though I could tell she was really unhappy. It was about this time that I noticed that all the pledges were really dressed up and the sisters were casual. The reason they were holding this raffle was so the sisters who "won" would have time to change. As Mary stood up there, she began to look more and more mortified. Meanwhile, Joan was calling out the second sister to be in the big show.

"And the other winner isour distinguished president, Shawn Stienman!"

I think that one was fixed. All the sisters laughed loudly as if this was the punchline to a huge inside joke. Shawn, a cute short redhead with huge boobs, looked absolutely stunned. She stood there in front of her hooting sisters and pledges, with her mouth open in shock for a good 30 seconds. Finally, she smiled, and realizing that she was stuck, tried to make the best of it. "Well, I guess it's time for Mary and I to go find seven pieces of clothes to wear." With that, the losing women went upstairs to their rooms, to change.

Chapter 5

By 8:20 or so, Shawn and Mary made it back down to the main living room. They both looked much better, except that Mary looked like she had been crying. Even so, she seemed like she was going to be a trooper about the whole thing.

At 8:30, all the pledges and were gathered to the front of the room, and we were called up too. Shawn was supposed to be the one who was going to pull the names out of the hat, but since she was "for sale" as some of her sisters put it, they got the vice-president, Kim, to do the honors. She began, "Ok, hopefully all you guys have a little buzz on by now, because we're about ready to start the games!" Cheers came from the sisters, as the reality of the situation began to sink into the pledges. "Alright, alright, settle down. Ok, now, we've got the five lucky winners up here. I'm going to pull all the names out of the hat. First name goes to Brad, second to Joe, third to Smitty, fourth to Dan, and fifth to Cliff, and so on until the teams are all set. Then the dealers will lead you to the game rooms and you can start trying to get each other naked!" More cheers. Kim reached into the hat. I was grinning like an idiot, and I don'' remember who made it to the other teams, exactly. I know Mary ended up with the freshman guy, Cliff, and Jody was in Brad's game, which disappointed me to no end. I do remember who I got however.

The first girl to be drawn into my game was none other than the AZD president, Shawn! She was short, about 5'4", with shoulder-length red-hair, and a cute little body, highlighted by her terrific chest. She was wearing a black jacket and skirt, with a silky white blouse underneath. When Kim announced her name, the sisters and pledges exploded, and Shawn bowed, smiling. I got the idea that she was something of an exhibitionist, as she really enjoyed the attention.

My second playmate turned out to be a girl named Jen. She had short blonde hair and an absolutely stunning smile. I thought she was the most beautiful girl in my group. She had a very confident stride, and she was very matter-of-fact about the whole thing. She was dressed in a similar suit as Shawn, only hers was blue and she had a light blue silk t-shirt underneath the jacket. When she shook my hand I told her I couldn't let her win, and she laughed.

Luckily, my third player was a girl named Jackie. Jackie was really tall, almost as tall as me, and really skinny. She had a fantastic chest, even better than Shawn's. She thought this whole thing was very funny, and she was laughing nervously the entire time she was walking up to join our group. She was wearing a long, flowing, flowery dress and a summer hat, which I thought was funny. I asked her if that was cheating and she gestured to Shawn and Jen and said that she didn't have a suit.

Finally, I got really lucky. Joan's name was called out. As she walked towards me, I realized why I had such a crush on her. She was gorgeous, with long, wavy blonde hair to past her shoulders, and a sultry look that made her smile look like a pout. She had great tits, and a curvy ass and her outfit showed it. She had on a red suit, but I couldn't make out what she was wearing underneath yet. "You are so toast," I warned her. She laughed and told me she couldn't wait to see me naked in front of all her sisters.

Kim called our attention. "Ok everybody, now that we've got our groups, lets get the dealers up to the rooms and let the games begin!"

Chapter 6

We made it upstairs, to the private rooms, and my group was led into one of the rooms. Inside was a card table with five chairs around it. There was a bed on it's side in the corner, they had to move it to make room. We all sat around the table, and the dealer, a plain-looking brunette named Laura, explained the rules.

"The game is five-card stud. There is no folding and there's only one draw. I will deal all the hands. The lowest hand has to take something off. If there's a tie for the lowest hand, the winning hand gets to decide who strips. Kim is going to record all the hands for posterity." That's when I noticed a cute little blonde girl sitting to the side with a clipboard. "When you have to take something off, you have to stand up where everyone can see you. You must remain standing and follow my directions until I tell you that you can sit back down. Once you lose everything, you have to stand up against the far wall until the game is over. Whoever has any clothes left last wins. The winner gets all her clothes back, and then we all go downstairs for the final game. Any questions?" Laura looked around, and the players, myself included, were strangely quiet, but no one had any questions. "Alrighty then, lets go."

I was sitting between Laura and Joan. As Laura dealt the first hand, Joan was telling me how dead I was, and how she couldn't wait to tell everyone what I looked like naked. "Whatever," I said, "you don't have a chance!"

The first hand was dealt. I had a pair of nines, and nothing. Laura went around the table, everyone took some cards. I drew three, and I got another nine. Laura then went around the table. A pair of fives for Shawn, three kings for Jen, Jackie had three queens, and Joan had a pair of tens. Shawn said, "Well, I guess it's only fitting that I lose first. Laura do I have to stand up for this?"

"Nah, just kick em off and toss them into the corner."

The next hand went even better, I had three queens, and Joan had the low hand with a measly pair of sevens. She was pissed! "I don't mind losing, yet, but I don't like the idea of you winning," she told me as she tossed her red pumps into the corner.

"Too bad, cause I'm going to keep beating you at least," I replied.

The third hand was dealt and my luck held. I won again with three fours, and Jen lost, again with the measly sevens. She smiled a phony smile as she tossed her shoes in the slowly growing pile of footwear.

I was definitely in a winning streak, as I won the fourth hand. I had three kings, and Shawn had nothing, ace high. As she unbuttoned and removed her suit jacket, Laura reminded her that she had to stand up, and Shawn nodded and stood. Shawn mentioned something about not wanting to be the first to lead the way in lost clothes every time, and everyone was welcome to catch up. Joan, in the meantime, was trying to rally the troops to get me to stop winning.

The fifth hand was dealt, and I ended up with another three of a kind, this time with tens. Jackie groaned as she showed her cards, a big pile of nothing, jack high. She kicked off her shoes, and tossed them in the pile, commenting that she was finally in the game, and why didn't I join them? I smiled and said "No thanks, I like the way things are going so far."

The next hand had me worried, because I had nothing before the draw, then drew a pair of eight's. Luckily, Shawn had nothing at all, and she couldn't believe it. "What the hell is going on here?" The girls laughed, and Laura said, "Come on, Shawn, pay up!" With that, Shawn stood up and unzipped her skirt. She pushed it past her hips, and let it fall to the floor. She had on no slip, but her blouse was low enough to cover her panties. She bent down to pick it up and she tossed it on the pile. She was just about to sit down, when Laura said, "Wait a minute, I haven't said you could sit yet. Turn around so everyone can see." Shawn shot some daggers at Laura, but with everyone laughing, she had no choice. She did a quick twirl, and Laura let her sit.

The next hands went quick. Jen lost her jacket with a pair of sevens. Shawn lost again, this time she had to take off her blouse. She unbuttoned the blouse revealing a lacy white bra that was just opaque enough to hide her nipples, and of course, Laura made her turn around again, and Shawn blushed when she turned, because we could all see that she was wearing a matching thong. He black thigh-high stockings were a contrast to her white bra and panties, and her light skin. Her sisters hooted and cheered when Laura finally let her sit again. Jen lost next with junk, and she stood up to take off her skirt, but she had a black skip on underneath, so it wasn't that big a deal.

In the tenth hand, Shawn lost again, and she was told to stand up, and put her foot on the table as she slid off her stockings. That gave me a fantastic view, as I was treated to little red hairs peeking out the side of her thong. Shawn swore revenge on Laura, and everyone laughed. At this point, Joan realized that I still hadn't lost yet.

Chapter 7

Ten hands were gone and I was still fully dressed. Naturally, I felt pretty good. Shawn felt considerably less good, or at least a lot colder, since she had lost five times and was sitting there in a pretty matching bra and panty set. Jen was in dangerous territory, since all she had left was the light blue t-shirt, a black slip, a bra and panties. Jackie and Joan were almost as lucky as me, as they each had only lost their shoes. My competitive friend Joan couldn't believe that I hadn't lost yet, and she let everyone know that it should be their mission to make me lose. Shawn said that she just didn't want to be the first to show any "goodies."

At about this point I noticed something odd about Jen. I remembered how confident she looked walking to the front of the room downstairs when her name was called, but she looked very different now. She had a very nervous smile on her face, and I noticed that her hands were trembling. She was still basically dressed, but if she lost again, it would be the shirt or the slip, and there would be some underwear exposure. I started to feel a little bad, because she looked so scared.

Laura dealt the eleventh hand and I concentrated on Jen. Her eyes widened when she looked at her hand, and she nervously flipped her hair back. She kept her blue eyes on her cards and asked for three. When she looked at her draw, shedeflated a little, slumped in her chair just a bit. Shawn had nothing, ace high, Jen had a queen high, Jackie had three sevens, Joan had an ace high, and I had a pair of aces. Jen shuddered.

"Come on, Jen, join me in almost-naked-ville!" said Shawn, giggling.

"Laura, do I have to take off my t-shirt?" Jen asked.

"Nope, you can take off whatever you want, but you have to stand up."

Jen stood, and slowly pulled her black slip down her legs. She didn't have any stockings on, and her skin was flawless. She bent down towards me to pick up her slip, so I couldn't see her rear. Laura of course noticed, and ordered Jen to turn around. Jen bit her lip and turned, and I was treated to a view of Jen's freshman ass, all decked out in a royal blue thong. "Was there some kind of rule with you guys?" I asked. Jackie said that everyone was supposed to wear their "best" underwear, and I guess that meant thongs to Shawn and Jen at least. Finally, Laura let Jen sit, and I noticed that she wasn't smiling anymore, and she was really trembling hard.

Luckily for her, Jen won the next hand with a pair of jacks, and she seemed to calm down a little, since I couldn't see her bottom half behind the table. Meantime, Jackie lost and tossed her hat into the pile with flair.

Joan lost the next hand with a king-high pile of nothing. Jen won, and looked about as comfortable as I imagined she could. Joan stood up and unbuttoned her jacket, as I quietly hummed "The Stripper" song. She told me to shut up as everyone laughed. As she pulled the jacket over her shoulders, she revealed a little silvery-gray camisole, that was stretched nicely across her 36 C (I guessed) boobs. When she sat down I said, "Nice," and she looked straight ahead and told me I was dead.

True as her word, Joan won the next hand, and Jen lost. Jen looked to me like she had bee psyching herself up for this moment, and she stood straight up, and pulled her t-shirt over head. He bra matched her panties, and she looked phenomenal. Laura made her do the customary turn, and I could see that Jen was somewhere else in her head. She had one of those perfectly proportioned bodies you don't see enough of, and she was beautiful to boot. She had 34 B's I figured, but they were pushed up to perfect hills by her miracle bra. I was officially distracted from the cards.

I thought I had the next hand lost when I pulled a pair of fours on the draw, but Jackie, bless her soul, had nothing. As she stood up, I realized that Jackie was the real exhibitionist of the group. She unbuttoned the top few buttons of her dress and then let it slide down her shoulders. Sadly, she had a full length black slip on underneath, and there was nothing to see. She did a little twirl without any coaching, and sat back down. I heard Shawn say to Jen, "Just think of it as wearing a bikini."

I had trouble on the 16th hand, as I tried to fill an outside straight but ended up with a ten high. Jen was thrilled, because she also won the hand. Laura did not make me stand up for the shoe removal, and I was not worried yet.

Joan won the next hand too, with a queen high straight. But things got interesting when the dreaded sevens brought another loss to Shawn, and she had to take off her bra. "Oh man," she moaned, "can I assert some executive privilege?"

"Nope," Laura replied, "Stand up and take it off." Shawn stood, looked at me and said, "Now you're getting your money's worth, huh?" I smiled and watched as she flipped her hair back and reached back to unhook the clasps. I heard the tiny snapping sound as they came apart, and with a deep breath and a look to the sky, she let the bra fall. Her breasts were full, round, white and fantastic. Her nipples were hard, either from the excitement of the act of stripping or from the exposure to the air. She stood there with her arms outstretched for at least 20 seconds, until she said "Well?" to Laura, who let her sit. As if I didn't know before, it was now clear that I was having the time of my life.

Chapter 8

As Laura dealt the eighteenth hand, I casually mentioned that I was having a really good time. I heard it from around the table, "I bet!", "Sure you are!", "Soak it in now", and finally Joan, who said, "Oh I hope you're enjoying it, cause you're about to go on a six-hand losing streak!"

"Don't count on it, there, big mouth!" I replied, just as I picked up my cards. I had a pair of threes, and for a minute I was afraid Joan might be right. I drew three cards, and I got another pair, of kings. We all showed and Joan was stuck with a queen high. I let her have it. "Oh, now who's on the losing streak, huh blondie?" Joan made a frustrated noise, stood up, and reached for the back of her skirt. I could hear the zipper going down, and I waited for a glimpse of panty, but she had a black slip on. She did the customary twirl and sat down.

The next hand was dealt. I pulled a pair of nines, and then I pulled another pair of nines. Wow! Four nines, not bad. Shawn gasped as she thought she lost with a pair of jacks, but Joan had the unlucky sevens. "How about that," I taunted, "two in a row!" This time I knew I got to see something. Joan stood up, thought about it, and slid her slip down her legs. She had very lacy, very sheer, very red panties on, and as she turned, I saw that they were thongs, of course. My God, what an ass. It wasn't one of those super skinny asses, but it was firm and muscular with just the right amount of bounce. Laura appreciated the irony of the two loses after her boasting, so she made her stand up for an extra long time. The whole while Joan was shaking her head in disbelief, and I was softly laughing at her. We were up to hand twenty and I still had only lost my shoes. Shawn was sitting there completely topless, her mammoth boobs almost brushing against the table. Jen was slowly getting comfortable with the fact that she was in her underwear in front of a stranger. Jackie looked like she wanted to lose more so she could show off, and my friend and crush Joan was only three loses away from nudity. I got three sevens, and I waited to see who would lose. To my delight, it was Joan. Again.

She dropped her head on the table with a thud. Jackie commented that she should have kept her mouth shut, and I said, "yeah!" Joan lifted her head and stared at me with a smile that let me know just how lucky I was. She slowly stood up, and she pulled her silky gray camisole over her head. As she tossed it on the pile, he breasts jiggled where the were pushing out of her bra. Her bra matched the thong, of course, and I could clearly see her nipples through it. Her boobs had to be in the 34 C-D range, and they were literally straining against the sides of the bra. The best thing about it was that I could stare at them shamelessly and she not only had to stand there, but it made her crazy that I was staring so intently. "You enjoying yourself?"

"Not as much as I thought," I lied, which brought the house down. The girls all laughed loudly, and Joan just told me to ... off. I cracked up and said, "sorry."

"Yeah, yeah."

The good times couldn't last, and they didn't. I lost the next hand with a pair of nines. Joan contained her enthusiasm, as I tossed my socks (they had cows on 'em) onto the pile. Boy, did I bounce back! On the next hand, I kept an ace and drew the other three. I leaned back and looked for the loser, and it was Shawn. Poor Shawn, first to lose a hand, first to lose her clothes, first to show her tits, and now first to lose the game. "Okay" she said. Laura got her going. "Sorry, Shawn, but you know the rules. You have to set a good example you know."

"Good example, my ass," said Shawn as she rose to her feet. She pushed back her chair and turned around. I didn't appreciate at first how great her agone. Shawn dutifully stood up where I could see her whenever I wanted, and she occasionally moved behind her pledges and gave them advice on how to play the cards. Why they would take advice from the naked girl, I don't know, but it was nice to see her breasts gently bounce and sway when she moved around the room.

Hands 23 and 24 did not go well. I lost them both. The second one was particularly infuriating because I had a jack high and Joan had a queen high. No big deal, though, I just had to stand up and take off my jacket, and then I took off my tie. I still hat a shirt, pants, and boxers, but I realized I was no longer winning. Jackie was winning, because she had four pieces of clothing left.

That did not last long, because Jackie lost hand number twenty-five. Joan won and smirked slightly as Jackie stood up. Jackie looked around the room and then bent over to grab the hem of her slip. She slowly brought the slip up her body, shimmying as she brought it past her thighs, her hips, her chest, and finally over head. The tossed the slip aside, herd her arms out and said, "Ta-da!" She was wearing a shiny black teddy, with spaghetti straps on her shoulders, and a sheer lace over her breasts. The lace continued in a v-shape towards her belly, and down to her pussy which was visible behind the lace. She turned and shifted her weight so her hips swung from side to side. The back was a g-string, which went halfway up her back. Her ass was pretty thin, but actually, she was pretty thin all over. She stood about 5'10", and she was very skinny. However, she had C cup breasts at least, and they were pushed up beautifully by the tight lace of her teddy. The odd thing was she had a matching garter belt and stockings on over the teddy I'd never seen that before, but it was very effective.

Joan said, "Wow, you really go all out, huh?" and Jen just gazed in amazement. Jackie remained standing for a couple of seconds after Laura told her she could sit, and she blew me a kiss.

It turned out to be the kiss of death as I lost my pants on the next hand. This got Joan excited, and she kept whistling as I stood up to remove my pants. I looked around the room and suddenly realized that I was close to losing, here. I had been wining for so long that I forgot that I could actually end up naked in front of these women I didn't even know really. My breath caught in my chest and my heart started pounding, but I unzipped the fly and let the pants fall to the floor. I still had my dress shirt and by boxers covered plenty, but still it was exhilarating in a completely new way.

As Laura dealt the 27th hand of the night, I looked around to count clothes. Jen had her royal blue bra and panties on, and she hadn't lost in a while. Jackie sat next to her with her teddy, garter and stockings left. Joan was to my right, with her bright red bra and panties left. I had just my shirt and my boxers. It was anybody's game, and I said so. Joan looked at her cards and said, "Anyone's but yours, sweetie."

I reminded her that she shouldn't taunt so much, considering what happened last time. Jackie, Jen, and Joan all took three cards, but I just had an ace so I took four. Joan moaned as she turned over her cards, which were nothing, queen high. The others had pairs. I had three aces.

"What?" Joan screamed. Shawn was laughing from her naked spot.

Laura said, "Joan, I think you should be facing our guest when you do this."

Joan looked at me and stood up. She sighed, and kept eye contact with me as she reached back for her strap. The bra loosened when she unhooked it, and she pulled the straps down her shoulders, and let the bra fall, without a moment's hesitation. I broke the eye contact to stare at her tits. They were magnificent. Big pink nipples, the kind that are difficult to make hard, were hard anyway. They were huge and full and firm looking. "Nice tits," I said, resuming eye contact.

"Yeah, thanks," replied Joan, sitting down. ss was but I was loving it now. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband, and she slowly drew them down her legs. She didn't bend at the knees, and I got a terrific look at her pussy lips, even though she wasn't shaved. Shawn stood straight up and slowly turned around, with her eyes closed. And there she was, 20 years old, nude, embarrassed, but smiling. Her bush matcher her hair perfectly, and the hair looked like it was really soft. When she finally opened her eyes, she looked at the pledges, smirked, and said, "Oh yeah, strip poker..great idea."

Chapter 9

Twenty-two hands and one player were gone. Shawn dutifully stood up where I could see her whenever I wanted, and she occasionally moved behind her pledges and gave them advice on how to play the cards. Why they would take advice from the naked girl, I don't know, but it was nice to see her breasts gently bounce and sway when she moved around the room.

Hands 23 and 24 did not go well. I lost them both. The second one was particularly infuriating because I had a jack high and Joan had a queen high. No big deal, though, I just had to stand up and take off my jacket, and then I took off my tie. I still hat a shirt, pants, and boxers, but I realized I was no longer winning. Jackie was winning, because she had four pieces of clothing left.

That did not last long, because Jackie lost hand number twenty-five. Joan won and smirked slightly as Jackie stood up. Jackie looked around the room and then bent over to grab the hem of her slip. She slowly brought the slip up her body, shimmying as she brought it past her thighs, her hips, her chest, and finally over head. The tossed the slip aside, herd her arms out and said, "Ta-da!" She was wearing a shiny black teddy, with spaghetti straps on her shoulders, and a sheer lace over her breasts. The lace continued in a v-shape towards her belly, and down to her pussy which was visible behind the lace. She turned and shifted her weight so her hips swung from side to side. The back was a g-string, which went halfway up her back. Her ass was pretty thin, but actually, she was pretty thin all over. She stood about 5'10", and she was very skinny. However, she had C cup breasts at least, and they were pushed up beautifully by the tight lace of her teddy. The odd thing was she had a matching garter belt and stockings on over the teddy I'd never seen that before, but it was very ... effective.

Joan said, "Wow, you really go all out, huh?" and Jen just gazed in amazement. Jackie remained standing for a couple of seconds after Laura told her she could sit, and she blew me a kiss.

It turned out to be the kiss of death as I lost my pants on the next hand. This got Joan excited, and she kept whistling as I stood up to remove my pants. I looked around the room and suddenly realized that I was close to losing, here. I had been wining for so long that I forgot that I could actually end up naked in front of these women I didn't even know really. My breath caught in my chest and my heart started pounding, but I unzipped the fly and let the pants fall to the floor. I still had my dress shirt and by boxers covered plenty, but still it was exhilarating in a completely new way.

As Laura dealt the 27th hand of the night, I looked around to count clothes. Jen had her royal blue bra and panties on, and she hadn't lost in a while. Jackie sat next to her with her teddy, garter and stockings left. Joan was to my right, with her bright red bra and panties left. I had just my shirt and my boxers. It was anybody's game, and I said so.

Joan looked at her cards and said, "Anyone's but yours, sweetie."

I reminded her that she shouldn't taunt so much, considering what happened last time. Jackie, Jen, and Joan all took three cards, but I just had an ace so I took four. Joan moaned as she turned over her cards, which were nothing, queen high. The others had pairs. I had three aces.

"What?" Joan screamed. Shawn was laughing from her naked spot.

Laura said, "Joan, I think you should be facing our guest when you do this."

Joan looked at me and stood up. She sighed, and kept eye contact with me as she reached back for her strap. The bra loosened when she unhooked it, and she pulled the straps down her shoulders, and let the bra fall, without a moment's hesitation. I broke the eye contact to stare at her tits. They were magnificent. Big pink nipples, the kind that are difficult to make hard, were hard anyway. They were huge and full and firm looking. "Nice tits," I said, resuming eye contact.

"Yeah...thanks," replied Joan, sitting down.

Chapter 10

Hand number 28 was dealt, and I was sure that I had lost. I only had a pair of fives, and that wasn't good at all. Jackie had tens, Joan had sixes, and Jen had king high! She hadn't lost in a long time, and I think she forgot that it was even a possibility. She remembered now, and she was very nervous. Shawn came up behind her and said, "Come on, you can do it."

Jen stood up slowly and turned around. I saw her hands reach back and unhook her bra, trembling. The straps loosened, and she slowly, very slowly, slid the straps down her shoulders, and the bra fell to the floor. The skin of her back was so smooth, and the curves of her ass were so perfect, I was almost satisfied.

Laura was not. "Jen, you have to turn around and let our guest see." Jen sighed deeply, causing her body to inflate and deflate, slowly. She turned and I saw that she was terrified, and she had her hands on her breasts, covering them. I felt kind of bad for her, and she looked so spooked and cute that I really didn't mind. Of course, Laura minded. "Jen, move your hands." Jen hung her head, but her hands didn't move.

"Jen, move the hands, right now. You know the rules." Jen still didn't move. Laura was getting angry, but the others looked sympathetic. Finally Shawn walked up behind the frightened girl. She was standing so close that her huge boobs were slightly flattened against Jen's back. Shawn was whispering, "It's ok, you can do it, it's no big deal, you're not the only one" and other encouragements. As she was whispering, Shawn reached around Jen to hug her. She gently grabbed each of Jen's wrists, and to my eternal excitement, slowly started to pull her hands away. Jen resisted at first, then suddenly stopped resisting, and her beautiful breasts finally came into view. They were closer to B cups than C, but they were the perfect size for her body. I didn't stare like I did a t Joan because I felt bad for her, but as the game continued, I kept glancing over, sneaking peaks.

The room was pretty tense after that little scene, and everyone was pretty quiet. Shawn was rubbing Jen's shoulders, which I found incredibly erotic. When I got my cards, I was pretty secure in victory, with two pair, sevens and fours. Sadly, Jen pulled a straight, Jackie had three eights, and Joan had a freaking full house, kings over threes! I had to stand up and take off my shirt, leaving me in nothing but boxers. Of course this made Joan very happy, which made her dance in her seat, which made her tits wiggle nicely. I was kind of embarrassed, mostly because of the small beer-belly I'd developed in my three years of college.

There were only six articles of clothing between the four remaining players when Laura dealt out the 30th hand. Everyone was very nervous as they looked at their cards. As I looked at my cards I knew I was doomed. I had a pair of twos. All the girls took three cards on the draw, which meant they all had pairs, probably, and they were probably higher than twos. Joan saw the distress on my face, and she said, "I the big show next, honey?" I frowned in response. I was mentally preparing myself to take off my boxers, when I took three cards. . .

Jen laid down a pair of queens, Jackie a pair of jacks. Joan then asked me if I could beat a pair of eights. I showed my hand, and Joan screamed. I had three twos.

Jackie said, "You really should have kept your mouth shut, Joanie."

Joan did not reply, she was in too much shock. Her mouth was open and she was staring at her cards, Jen's, Jackie's, and mine looking for some kind of reprieve, but there wasn't any. Laura said, "All right Joan, no more stalling. Let's get those things off."

"Shouldn't she get some kind of penalty for all the trash talking she did?" I asked Laura. Joan shot me a "shut the ... up" look.

"MmmmmMaybe," replied Laura, "let's see how she does on her own first."

With that, Joan stood, shaking her head. She only hesitated for a moment before yanking her panties off quickly. She twirled around twice, allowing me a view of the front and the back. Her pussy hair was dirty blonde, and to my utter shock, it was shaved around the lips, leaving only a neatly trimmed bush in a thin triangle! I looked up at her with a questioning, astonished look, but she was looking up at the ceiling in embarrassment.

Chapter 11

With Shawn and Joan standing together, totally naked, it was down to me, Jen, and Jackie. I started the next hand with a pair of aces, and lucked out when I drew another ace and a pair of nines! Jackie lost with a pair of queens, so she had to lose her stockings. She made quite a production out of it, too, without any prodding from Laura. She lifted her right foot to the table, then her left, as she unhooked the garter and slowly rolled the stockings down her thighs. What's more, she pointed her toes as straight out as they would go, and that made her long, trim legs all the more shapely.

Jackie sat down, and hand number 32 was dealt. I started with three nines, and drew a pair of threes for another full house! Jackie had a straight, and Jen had a pair of aces. She sighed, which made her perfect breasts bounce slightly. She stood up immediately. I think she was embarrassed about needing help to show her boobs, and she looked determined to do this all by herself. She turned, and hooked her thumbs into the sides of her thong. Quickly, she jerked them down, bending at the knees, so I didn't get the view that Shawn gave me earlier. She stood back up, and threw the panties into the huge pile of clothes. She stood there, with her arms at her sides, tapping her foot, just waiting for the cue to sit down. Her bush was not shaved anywhere, but it was neatly trimmed and blonde. The hair looked really soft, and she looked so embarrassed it was an incredible turn on.

I watched her ass as she walked over to the "naked wall" with Shawn and Joan. It was down to me and Jackie. For the first time, I thought of a reason not to lose it all. I wouldn't normally have been ashamed to be naked in front of these girls, but since they were almost all naked, I had a raging boner, and I didn't want that to be made public. I had to win the last two hands.

I got the next set of cards and I had a pair of kings. Not bad. Jackie drew three, and I drew three. Jackie showed her hand first, a pair of sixes. I had three kings. Jackie stood up and unhooked her garter, and twirled it around on her finger before tossing it on the pile. She sat down with a smile.

"Okay, this will be the last hand of the game. Joe has just his boxers, and Jackie has her teddy. Are you ready?" Laura asked.

"I am," cooed Jackie, who didn't seem to care whether she won to lost.

"Me too," I replied.

Joan called out, "Come on Jackie, let us see Joe's dick!"

"Yeah, let's not all be losers tonight!" Shawn added.

"I'll try," responded Jackie, as she looked at me. I was blushing.

Laura dealt the final hand. I had nothing. Queen, nine, eight, four, three. Jackie was smiling at her cards, and she looked at me, coyly. I took three cards, and Jackie only took two! She must have three of a kind or something! I was screwed, even though I drew another queen. The naked women gathered around the table as the cards were shown. I dropped my pair of queens. Jackie had gone for a straight, and missed it. Jack high. I won! I won! Whoo-hoo!

There were words of disbelief from the nude gallery, and Shawn went over the cards to make sure I won. Meanwhile, Jackie had stood up to pay off her loss. She looked a little more nervous than I expected. I think that she liked the idea of teasing, but now that she actually lost, she didn't want to show her eighteen year old body. But show she did. She slid each strap down her shoulders, and pulled her arms free, while holding the straining material up against her big boobs. Then, she slowly slid the lacy material down her body, revealing her hard, pink nipples, her washboard stomach, and her wildly untrimmed pussy. Jackie was the skinniest of the women, and that fact made her tits stand out and seem bigger than they actually were. I complimented her, and she thanked me, shyly.

And that was it. I won the famous Casino Night at AZD. I was enjoying my victory, simultaneously staring at the young, naked, slightly humiliated women before me and trying to get my hard-on down so I could stand up. Laura said, "Okay, girls, why don't you fish Joe's clothes out of the pile so he can get dressed. Then we can all go downstairs, and see who won the other games. Remember, you bunch of losers, have to keep your clothes here for the rest of the night. And you," she said, looking at me, "have another game ahead of you."

[MisterManners]

Great story so far. Can't wait to see the rest.

[nuts24]

When this story first came out, I somehow got the impression that Kirsarge was not going to complete it, so I did. When I found out that he was planning on a sequel I was embarrassed at trespassing on his turf. So an unofficial sequel does exist, but will need Kirsarge's permission here to be seen here.

[tylergal]

Pretty please