Re: Casino Night at Alpha Zi Delta by kirsarge
Posted: Mon May 26, 2025 9:08 pm
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.
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.