It must have been beginners’ luck because by the time two of the group were out, Amerly and Lottie’s boyfriend George, she was up, with a big stack of chips sitting in front of her. Everybody had drunk more than a couple of glasses of wine and when she now spoke to Freddie, she felt quite flirtatious and was enjoying his attention.
It was in the next round that Freddie went all in against her, however, he didn’t have a lot of chips for her to see him without risking much of her accumulated pile. She won.
Freddie: “Blast! Can I buy in again?”
George: “Sorry, mate you’ve made all your allowed buy ins.”
Freddie: “Hey Guys! Can’t we make this game more interesting. Up the buy -ins or something so we can all keep playing.”
George: “The idea is that the game eventually ends. If we allow more buy-ins then it would never end.”
Freddie: “Yeah, but it’s still so early. Come on guys who’s with me?”
Florence: “We could start over but play with our clothes.”
Lottie: “Naughty, Flo, always wanting to get everybody naked.”
Mike: “I’m in, who else?”
Amerly: “Really? We’re going to play strip poker?”
Peter: “It would make it a lot more fun.”
Florence: “It’s getting late guys, we should make it more fun.”
Lottie: “So typical of you, Flo.”
Mike” So what are the rules.”
Emily sat listening to the discussion, thinking that there was no way she was playing strip poker, but she didn’t seem to have a say, and she didn’t really want to be a spoil sport. She felt trapped. Did she just sit here and join in. She could ask to sit out but then it made her look like she was the boring spoil sport. There were her friends, she felt she would be letting down, and Freddie, who she had really gotten to like during the evening so far and he seemed to be really into the idea. Then she looked at the pile of chips in front of her and thought, well I’ve been winning so far, maybe I’ll get to see Freddie naked, and I won’t even have to show him my boobs.
Freddie: “Everybody sit down let’s deal.”
Mike: “One more rule though, so we get the very best fun and the most humiliation for the loser; whoever loses all their clothes has to walk slowly round the table three times and mustn’t use their hands to cover any of the exciting bits!”
Florence: “Do you want to clarify the excitement bits, Mike?”
Peter: “I’m guessing, for girls its boobs, ass and fanny and for boys, dicks and ass. Anybody want to add to that? All agreed? Let’s play!”
Lottie: “Mike, I’m hoping you lose first.”
Mike: Thanks.”
Lottie: “One last thing, are we playing till one person loses all their clothes or until only one person has clothes still on.
Florence: “Ooooh! Lottie, you’re naughty. What if we all end up basically naked?”
Peter: “Let’s take vote. All for 1 person naked?” All the girls put their hands up, and then Mike put his hand up as well. He just wasn’t sure how comfortable he’d be having the other dudes ogling his naked girlfriend.
“OMG!” Thought Emily, “If I lose, I have to walk naked round the table three times, everything on show,” she blushed at the thought but also felt her little shaved pussy tingle.
Now as the cards were dealt there was a very much renewed excitement round the table. People started to look at each other anew, wondering if they were going to see them naked. People caught each other’s eyes and then would look away. The three couples had extra tension as their partner might end up naked in front of the rest of the group and they would have to deal with it, as that was what everybody had agreed.
As the game went on, Emily’s winning streak continued, she was becoming less nervous as the game proceeded. An hour in and everybody but her had lost at least 1 item of clothing, poor Mike was down to just his jeans and boxers. Lottie was wearing her panties, her top and her bra, but next round, if she lost would mean revealing more than she would have liked to by having to strip down to her bra.
It was the next three rounds that undid Emily, her shoes came off one after the other, then her next loss meant she would have to remove the little summer dress to reveal her very sexy underwear. The whole table turned to watch. Thankfully she had now had quite a few glasses to drink and was really quite tipsy.
Emily, remaining sat on her chair, reached down to take a hold of the hem of the dress, sliding it up, lifting her nice round ass up bringing the dress up and over her head revealing to everyone the push up bra containing her very perky 34B breasts.
The next couple of rounds, Emily didn’t lose and was getting comfortable sitting playing in her bra and panties. Lottie lost and had to remove her top joining Emily, Peter lost a couple of times ending up down to just his trousers and boxers, then Mike lost again and dragged off his jeans, so now he only had his boxers. Was he going to be the first to be naked?
Then Emily lost again!
She sat there staring at the cards, there was a cheer from the table.
Florence: “So, Ems, what are you going to lose, bra or panties?”
Emily with horror sat pondering her predicament, she seemed to be sobering up very quickly. If she took her bra off, then everybody round the table got to see her boobs for the following rounds. But sitting here, surrounded by people, with a bare pussy, and everybody would know her ass and pussy was bare, she found scary and humiliating.
In the end she made the only real choice and slipped her little Brazilian panties down her legs and then lifted them up and dropped them on the table in front of everyone.
Amerly: “OMG! Guys this is getting serious now!”
The next couple of rounds saw everyone getting down to their underwear, except for Peter, who still had his trousers on. As they played Emily downed another couple of glasses of wine, she wanted to be quite drunk if she had to do the losers walk round the table stark fanny naked!
And it happened, she lost. She stared again at the cards in front of her, then looked round at all the eager faces.
“Why did she have to be the one?” She thought. “Why couldn’t it be one of the men. The men never seemed too bothered about getting naked.”
Lottie started it: “Off, off, off,” and then the others joined in and the whole table were chanting.
Emily went to reach round behind her to unclip her bra.
Freddie: “No, you should stand up. Take it off standing up.”
Emily: “Do I have to?” She looked towards her friends Florence and Lottie for support.
Florence: “You’re going to have to stand up anyway, so might as well.”
If she stood up everybody would get to see her little shaved pussy. Now she regretted being au naturel!
Slowly Emily pushed her chair back and rose to her feet, there was a big cheer as her pussy came into view.
She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra letting it fall onto the table. She didn’t even try to cover her breasts or her pussy. There were whistles from a couple of the guys and oohs and arghs from the rest of the group. It was a small consolation that people liked what they saw, she felt proud but she was also incredibly embarrassed. It seemed to be worse that she was naked in front of friends, after all, from now on whenever she met up with any of them they would be able to remember seeing her standing in front of them naked.