"I'm bored," she said...

[prognosticat]

“I'm bored.” Not only was this the third time she'd said that in the last four minutes, but this time she was practically standing in my face as she repeated her declaration.

I looked up from my laptop, finally cluing in to the fact that she was apparently directing her announcement more specifically at me than at the other six people in the room. I found this a bit surprising, she being a junior and I a lowly freshman.

I thought briefly about what she was saying. Of course she was bored. We all were, but after having spent so many late hours leading up to this competition, none of us could sleep yet. Here we were, in a strange town, the next state over, put up in an old dormitory that was no longer used except for occasions like this. We had all come in a college van, driven by our teaching assistant, who had already hit the sack. And all the robots were impounded until morning, so we couldn't even tinker with that. Our rooms were the only ones in the building that were unlocked, and this dingy lounge the only place to hang out.

I was trying to formulate some kind of cogent reply, but my having turned my attention to her was all she needed to continue.

“Let's go see if the snack bar is still open.”

Earlier in the day we'd been shown where the snack bar was, in the student center, down the sidewalk from our quarters, between us and the new dorms.

“Um, alright,” I muttered, closing my computer. I didn't really need any food at that point, but it couldn't be any more boring than this dismal place. Besides, I'd go just about anywhere she asked me to.

We left the dimly lit lounge and headed down the even dimmer hallway towards the exit. But before we reached the door, she grabbed my arm and pulled me to the left where a stairwell led up and down into the darkness.

“What the...” was about as articulate as I could manage to be.
“Check it out. I found a door unlocked on the third floor,” she said in a loud whisper.
“You what?”
“Yeah, we can explore the whole floor, come on!”
I always thought she seemed fun to be with, but the grin on her face and the obvious thrill she was getting out of the prospect of a little midnight urban exploration was completely infectious, and confirmed my prior suspicions beyond any doubt.
“Ok. I didn't need a snack anyway.”

She took my hand now and pulled me up the stairs, her light blue hoodie flip-flapping as she took the steps two at a time.

We poked around the third floor for about ten minutes, but of course it was a fluke that the door leading into the floor had been left unlocked, and none of the other doors would open, except for the restroom doors, which had no locks. It wasn't long before we had seen all there was to see without being able to get into many other rooms. As we were about ready to head back downstairs, a little disappointed at being tossed back into boredom, we came across another lounge, almost identical to the one we had left at the start of our rather dull adventure. It had the same 1970s era furniture, the same carpet, and the same layout. Still, it was a room we could get into, so we stopped in before getting on our way. There was a beat-up sectional sofa, a wall mount that had once held a TV, a number of chairs, and an end table with a drawer.

Ever the investigator, she slid open the drawer and stuck her hand inside. Immediately I could see a light come on in her face as she pulled a small box of some sort out of the drawer. I joined her as she turned on the lamp on the end table to better investigate her find.

In her hand was a well-worn deck of playing cards.

“Let's play poker,” she said, looking into my face.
“What? Do people play poker anymore?”
“Of course people still play poker, come on.”
“What are we...? I don't have a bunch of money along. Are we betting pennies? I've just got a few bucks and my debit card.”
“No, we're not going to bet money. Let's play strip poker.”

{Open for one female player.}

 

[prognosticat]

Uuuuh. That's not what I expected to hear from her. I had to overcome my disbelief quickly, before she changed her mind, but I just couldn't formulate a reply that didn't sound stupid.

No matter. She was already shuffling the deck.

{Still open for one female player.}

 

[prognosticat]

As she dealt the first hand I couldn't help but wonder how good a poker player she was, 'cause I certainly wasn't very good. I thought I knew the rules, and I'd played for pennies a couple times, but never for clothes.


{Still open for one female player.}

 

[plainjane]

Jane

As I started tio desl, he asked what the rules were. I supposed he had been watching poker on TV and expected some exotic game, but I just said "straight draw poker. Loser removed one artickle of clothing."

I watched his face as he looked at the five cards in his hand. He asked for three so I supposed he had a pair. I dealt him his three and picked up my hand. I had a bunch of crap. A king, a ten, a seven and a four and a deuce. I hadnt told him that deuces were wild, so the whole hand went on the discard pile and I dealt myself five more.

This was better but probably not good enough. I had two jacks, another ten an eight and a six.

Art least in a game like this there isnt any betting or a lot of bluffing. Just show the cards and decide who removes what.

I laid down my cards and said "A pair of jacks"

 

[prognosticat]

I was dealt a pair of 7s, which I figured I should hang onto, so I ditched the rest of my cards. I got back a King, a Queen, and a 2. My heart was thumping with the realization that somebody was going to take something off. Nothing much yet, but sooner or later there would be skin showing. How far would she let the game go?

"A pair of jacks"

Well, this wasn't an auspicious start to the game.

"Beats my sevens," I said, as I laid my losing hand down on the stained and beat-up old end table.

I hesitated for a moment, as if to see if she was really serious about the whole taking off clothes thing. The expectant grin on her face assured me that the game was on.

I untied my left shoe and dropped it on the floor beside my chair, making a little show of it, as if it actually revealed something more intimate than my sock.

"So, uh, are there buybacks?"

 

[plainjane]

Jane

buybacks? what do you mean?"

"Winner deals"

I dealt our hands and looked at my cards. No pairs but three hearts, a club and a spade. No hope except a flush but if i draw five more I might get lucky again.

 

[prognosticat]

"Buybacks? what do you mean?"

Ok, no buybacks then. That's alright. If I won this hand I'd rather see something come off of her than buy my shoe back.

Ace, two, nine, Ace, four. That's more like it. I threw away the junk and got a five, a three, and a six back. It didn't help me any, but I still had a pair of Aces.

"Ok, what have you got?"

 

[plainjane]

Jane

He didnt know it, but I had removed two aces and two kings from the deck. I couldnt remember the suits, but still I hoped I had a little advantage

T threw inb my whole hand and dfrew five more, grinning that I got lucky last time.

Not this time. I had nithing, andf showed my hand.

What to remove? I had on sandals, but instead I took off my sweater baring my blouse. People started to notice and a few stood behind us watching, I suppose waiting for a peek at my nude body.

"Your deal", I said.

 

[prognosticat]

Off came her sweater. I liked that. Hmm. Maybe she was getting hot. I was feeling a little warm myself.

I dealt the cards and turned up a pair of fours plus garbage for myself. I got rid of three and pulled out a two and two eights! Two pair, not bad at all. My luck was on the rise, but the game was far from over, and I didn't know what she had going this hand. She could still beat that.


{OOC -- Actually, they've gone off by themselves to another floor in the unoccupied dorm, that was left unlocked by mistake, so there shouldn't be anybody else who can see them. So we lose out on the exhibitionism, but don't have the inhibiting factor, or the possibility that getting in trouble will put a stop to our activities, which could go even further than poker...}

 

[plainjane]

Jane

A six, seven, eight, nine and jack, I threw in the jack and softly asked "double or nothing?"

Of course he knew I was aiming for a straight or a flush but I didnt care. I had been bored. Nobody was paying any attention to me, and I wasnted to get fucked.

He tossed me a card and looked at me as if to ask "what you got, baby?", and I wanted to show him.

 

[prognosticat]

Double or nothing, huh?

I laid down my pair of pairs, figuring she'd probably beat me if she got what she was looking for. But would she? And how badly did she want to win? She wasn't exactly playing a conservative game.

I took a shallow breath as she showed me her hand.

 

[plainjane]

Jane

I couldnt believe it. We werent playing for money and I wanted to lose to get naked for him, but I laid down my hand and there were two sixes so I won.

Smiling at him I wondered what item of clothing he would remove,. probably the other shoe but you know what they saty about the other shoe dropping-

Maybe since I dropped my sweater he woud remove his shirt. I didnt care. i just knew that if I drew any good cards I would discard them if I had to to lose.

 

[prognosticat]

She had something good after all.

She had taken off her sweater last time, so it seemed kind of chintzy to take off another shoe. On the other hand, with those out of the way, my jeans would come off easier, if it came to that. So I tossed my right shoe aside, stretching out my socked toes and hoping I wasn't stinking up the place any worse than an old dormitory already smelled.

She dealt the next hand.

I had a two, a five, a nine, and a pair of Kings. Not too bad. I discarded all but the face cards, but didn't get anything that helped me, so I would have to stand on the pair.

 

[plainjane]

Jane

I had a pair of sevens, a nine, a four and a two


Thinking right along, I broke the pair and kept the nine and the two and drew tghree cards.

I didnt get another pair so I lost.

What to remove? Before he asked what I had so I decided to show him, and took off my blouse and sat there playing with just the wisp of my bra covering my perfect 36C boobs.

He dealt the next hand so i had aniother loser, so I had to decide what to remove next. All I had was my bra, my slacks and panties, and my two sandals.

Five more hands and we would be there!

 

[prognosticat]

There's something downright electrifying about that moment when a woman takes off her top. I just couldn't believe this girl I'd only talked to a few times at school was now removing her blouse in front of me. Of course I'd been lusting after her from the moment I saw her, but I never had a clue she had any interest in me other than to talk about our robotics project -- until this evening.

Holy shit, her boobs looked sweet, half exposed in only her little black bra. From this point on in the game, I was going to have to make an effort to concentrate on anything but my opponent, and the smooth and obviously soft vistas of skin she had exposed to my gaze.

Just seeing that blouse come off made me stiff as a plank. I had to squirm in my seat a little to get things arranged more comfortably. I tried to be subtle, but it surely wouldn't be hard for her to guess that I had a raging hard-on about that time.

Another hand, and another win for me. She wasn't trying to lose, was she? If so, she'd have to work against my distraction. However, now that I could see a little better what I was playing for, I was more motivated than ever to win, though I now wondered if losing to her wouldn't eventually turn into a win as well. This time she took off her...

 

[plainjane]

Jane

At first I reached up and acted as if I was going to remove my bra. If he had beenb behind me i suppose I'd have asked him to unclasp it, but after fiddling a minute, I stood and told him to help me out of my slacks

His hands unbuttoned them and slid down thr zipper, and then helped slide them down my legs

Our eyes met as I lifted one leg and then the other letting them slide iover my feet and of course, taking my sandals with them

I laughed and said this must have been a triple win because he got three items of my clothing, and I made no move to retrieve them, and sat dwn awaiting my next hand.

 

[prognosticat]

My hands were almost shaking as I helped her out of her slacks. Surely as I stood up she could see my erection jutting out behind my jeans.

I had almost forgotten where I was and why I was here. Thoughts of tomorrow’s robotics competition were distant memories. All I could perceive in the disused dorm lounge was the lighted circle surrounding the table lamp, and all it contained as far as I was concerned was a deck of cards and her delicious body, being revealed hand by hand.

I sat back down in the beat up lounge chair, relieved to be taking some of the pressure off my throbbing, tumescent dick. I glanced up for a moment, admiring the shape and surface texture of her exposed legs, and scanning her black panties. How I wanted to touch her, grab her, lick her, put myself deep within her. I still wasn't certain how far she'd let this exploration go, but I damn sure wanted to find out.

I fumbled with the cards a bit, but managed to deal five to each of us.

I got crap for cards with my initial deal, discarded most of it, and got not much better back. I had to lay a hand down on the table with nothing better than a King as a high card. I was sure she would at least have a pair of something. I was actually looking forward to ditching my jeans at this point, because my woody was not entirely comfortable. Whether she could beat my poker hand or not, I was looking forward to the resolution of this hand.

 

[plainjane]

Jane

I lookeed briefly at my cvards, and longer at him as I slowly started to smile and ask "do you want to win or me to lose?"

That way we would win either way but he looked so uncomfortable trying to readjust himself in those tight pants. I had to feel sympathy but whast I reslly felt was the need to see what I weould be getting when we giot naked.

My hand was shit, but I just sauid ":I'm pat" and laid down the cards.

He had a king ast the top and mine was a nine.

BINGO!

I asked if he wanted me to remove my bra ior panties, and added that either way he would have to help me because my fingers were trembling.

He stood and moved toward me, and i suggested he take off those damn pants and let his member breathe.

 

[prognosticat]

"Do you want to win or me to lose?"

I wasn't sure there was a difference at this point, and it seemed clear that she thought it would come out the same in the end in any case.

Even with my sorry hand, I beat her again.

"It looks like you win either my bra or my panties. Which one do you want? Either way, you're going to have to help me get it off -- my fingers are trembling so badly."

"I want to have your bra next. That's the natural progression of things in Strip Poker, isn't it?"

As we both rose from our seats, she said, "Why don't you take off those damn pants, and give your dick some air?"

"Well," I said, "you haven't won them yet."

"Well," she said, in gentle mockery, "I let you win some of those hands, so I think you owe them to me." The wicked grin on her face was irresistible.

I reached around her chest with both arms, necessarily pulling her close up against me. I found the clasp of her bra and released it, her breasts drooping only very slightly against my chest as I did so. I flattened my palms against her bare back and hooked the straps of her bra under my thumbs. Then I pulled slowly back, drawing her bra with me. I looked down as I did this, savoring the revelation of her breasts, their nipples jutting out erect and succulent like a desert fruit.

I draped her bra over my chair, then stood upright, with my hands on my hips, thrusting them slightly forward in invitation.

"Ok, you want my jeans? You can take them."

 

[plainjane]

Jane

I went to my knees and carefully lowered his zipper. His treasure was still enclosed so I opened hs belt and then opened the button on his waistband. With a little help from my hands, I slid his pants to his ankles but his bulge was still enclosed by his shorts.

I just nuzzled up against it rubbing my cheeks against it on both sides until I kissed the tip through the fabric and then yanked his shorts down and out it sprang until I caught it in my mouth and gave it a friendly little bite and then looked at it and said "How do you do? It's so nice to meet you"

 

[prognosticat]

"How do you do? It's so nice to meet you," she said, greeting my cock as it bounced free from its last constraints. She playfully nibbled the shaft, with a big grin on her face.

I decided it would be pointless to argue that she hadn't won my underwear yet. The game was becoming increasingly irrelevant. Still, I figured I needed to put an official end to it.

"Wow, it looks like you won." I pointed to her reddening cheeks. "See, you have a royal flush!"

I looked down at her face, trying to gauge her intentions. Our eyes locked for a moment or two. Then she wrapped her lips around my stiff penis and began slowly pumping it in and out. I was now certain that she was in for more than a titillating game.

I stroked her hair as she sucked me, reveling in the attention she was giving. I loved being able to see her pretty face bobbing forward and back, her luscious breasts, and her smooth legs folded up beneath her. Her panties were all she had left.

I peeled off my shirt and carefully stepped out of the puddle my jeans and underwear made around my ankles, but I couldn't remove my socks without endangering her contact with my dick -- something I was not going to initiate at that moment.

"Oh fuck, that feels good!" I growled. Game or no game, she was dealing me a great hand.

 

[plainjane]

Jane

I wasnt bored any more. I was excited. This was fun and his cock would keep me company.

We barely knew each other but now he woukld be my partner in what i really like to do. Somehow he got his clothes off except for his socks and one shoe, but who could care? I had what I wanted and i hoped he wanted what i had for him as I slurped and sucked him and told him "Lets sleep up here all night and surprise everyone in the morning"

"Then maybe we can turn this into an orgy tomorrow night with the whole club playing together"

"Would you like that?"

 

[prognosticat]

"Lets sleep up here all night and surprise everyone in the morning," she whispered, between long strokes of her mouth on my cock. I could hardly think about the morning, and the robotics competition for which we would have to be waking up all too early. All my attention was focused on the present moment, and the amazing sensations she was imparting to me by way of my dick and her tongue. I briefly wondered if they'd come looking for us, but decided that was unlikely. Our teaching assistant was asleep, and the others had seemed pretty preoccupied with their own agendas.

"Yeah, let's stay here," I said. "Oh fuck, I wanna be with you all night."

"Then maybe we can turn this into an orgy tomorrow night with the whole club playing together. Would you like that?"

An orgy? Was she serious?

"I don't know if the TA will go for that. Besides, I like you a whole lot better than the rest of those guys. But what the hell, maybe you can convince me otherwise. You could probably convince me of anything. We'd probably get expelled just for broaching the subject." I started to chuckle.

As much as I loved getting head, I felt the need to get better acquainted with the rest of her body. She still had her panties on, after all. That wouldn't do.

I gently pulled her shoulders upward, guiding her to a standing position. Then it was my turn to kneel in front of her. "Four of a kind," I said, "but I don't know whose hand." I pulled her panties down to the floor, keeping them from becoming more damp than they already were.

I sat her back down in her lounge chair, then crawled up till I was nearly on top of her, leaning over her as she lay back in her seat, my phallus nestled between her knees.

"I wonder how those nipples of yours taste. I bet they're every bit as good as they look."

Still looking her in the eyes, I lowered my lips just above her breasts. I stuck out my tongue and held it so that when she pulled in a deep breath of air her right nipple would rise and just touch its tip, dropping away again with her exhalation. I breathed hot air on it and teased it with my tongue, thrilling at the anticipation for as long as I could stand it.

Abruptly I pounced on the other breast, sucking the nipple and areola deep in my mouth. She gave a little start of surprise, which excited me even more. I tried to devour her nipple, lapping at it furiously with my tongue and closing down gently with my teeth on as much of the breast as I could get in my mouth.

It suddenly occurred to me to wonder if she was ticklish. With all ten fingers I attacked her ribs, while I growled like a feral beast, my mouth still fastened to her breast.

 

[plainjane]

Jane

He said something about whether the TA would object to us turning this into an orgy.

I knew the answer to that little tidbit. I have been fucking him since school started in the fall. Of course I didnt tell him that, but I supposed he would find out sooner or later.

He stood me and stripped down my panties. Then he pushed me back into a reclining chair, and started licking and exploruing my breasts,.

I pulled my knees up and wide apart, and then gently pushed him down to his knees sio his face was only inches from my wet and wide open pussy. As I grasped each of his ears between my thumbs and fingers and drew him close I asked if he liked what he saw and if he would kiss me where I wanted his mouth and tongue.

 

[prognosticat]

"Do you like what you see? Would you kiss me there? I want your lips on me. I want your tongue in my pussy!"

For my part, I didn't need to be asked twice. I nestled down, positioning my mouth above her labia, glistening with moisture and opened for me by her spread legs. I slid my hands under her ass, and gradually brought my tongue down to meet her pussy.

I started off lightly, tentatively, teasing her skin with little flickering explorations of her fleshy folds. Soon I was drinking deeply of her womanhood, engaging every part of my mouth with each region and facet of her tart, wet cunt. I licked, sucked, lapped, and chewed. I pulled her hips up to meet my lips with my hands, still cupping her ass cheeks. I drilled my tongue deep inside her, then pulled it out to lick rhythmically the firm nubbin of her clit.

Few experiences in the world can compare to the thrill of devouring an eager pussy, and I was eating hers with gusto.