Chapter 17

Mary was the first to lose a hand and a shoe. On the second hand, I felt a tiny speck of remorse as Mary took off her other shoe. If I was a respectable person, I guess I would have told everyone that three of a kind, beat two pairs. However, I wanted to see Mary more than plain Jane, heavy Sandra or Susan. I wanted to know how much was the wonderbra and how much was sweater meat.

Susan was the first one to lose a vital part of her wardrobe. I watched like it was the first time as she lifted her shirt. Her cherry red nipples puffed up in the cooler air. I must have been staring at them or drooling, because everyone yelled, “Deal.” I couldn’t wait until we finally made love. I wanted to explore and taste every inch of Susan’s body.

To my amazement, when Mary removed her shirt I saw she had no bra at all. The girl’s excessively large teen breasts sat high and proud without support. They were more than would fit in one hand, yet still firm and taut right to their amazing tips. Her nipples were the size of fifty-cent pieces and almost black. Not that I had seen many, but none that I had seen looked anything like Mary’s.

Now my dick was hard as hell, and I realized I only had pants and underwear left. I better start cheating or these girls are going to get an eye full. Susan motioned with her eyes toward my swollen lap and smiled knowingly.

Mary was stripped down to her panties, and they were indeed some sexy pink panties. My heart was beating so hard I expected Susan to hear it. Sandra still had her bra and panties left. Even with just a bra, I still couldn’t tell how much of her giant chest was fat and how much of it was tit. Jane, who started with the least, somehow still had her shorts on. Her chest was completely flat, except for two raisin-sized nipples. She was motionless with her arms folded across her chest.

After Susan lost the next hand, she stood ready to drop her pants. I looked on like I was watching her undress for me and me alone. I knew one day she would do that, and we would finally do it. I think I might have moaned as the pale white folds of her pussy lips came into view.

“You’re not wearing underwear.” Sandra’s words made it clear why Susan looked more nervous than I would have expected her to be before she started lowering her pants.

“That way I can have sex faster.” Susan was obviously trying to throw everyone in a direction other than her lack of proper dress code.

“You did it already.” Sandra’s shocked tone indicated she didn’t know Susan as well as the other girls.

“No. I was joking.” Susan continued removing her pants.

That way I can have sex faster. I wanted to say something about that, but I watched silently, drinking in every inch of her body. The peach fuzz had become much more pronounced over the past few months. It was a work of art the way her smooth folds touched together, concealing the entrance to her most valuable treasure. As she sat back down and crossed her legs, I stared at her body, painting a mental image to use later. It felt different seeing her naked, now that she was my girlfriend. I love her and she loves me.

Drats, there goes my pants. I knew as I lowered my pants, my tool was going to be hard to miss. I was wondering if someone would point it out, or would they pretend they didn’t notice?

“Wow, are you happy to see me?” It figures it would be my girlfriend to make a comment that was sure to open the door for more. I got the feeling, she was trying to impress her friends.

I sat back down with my erection trying to rip through my bloomers. I was glad I had worn clean underwear without holes. I glanced at Susan in her naked glory. Her almost invisible pubic hair led my eyes to her sealed entranceway. It was beautiful.

Everyone was nude except me and Mary, we both had our underwear. It was the final hand to declare the winner. I didn’t mind them seeing my dick, but I would rather see what kind of treasure was hidden behind those pink panties. Who buys their kid panties like that?

“You lose,” I said, “drop those undies.”

Mary wiggled out of her fabulous pink panties in the most seductive way she could manage. Her thick black pubic hair stood out like that of a woman’s, and not only compared to the sparsely covered mounds surrounding her. Mary truly had a full head of pussy hair. The olive-toned beauty, with her incredible naked body, made my cock throb. I stood to declare my victory and pull my pants on while memorizing the sexy foreigner.

The distinct sound of my swollen rod slapping against my stomach followed Susan’s hand yanking my underwear down. That sound was quickly followed by a few giggles, wows, and an oh my god. It took me so long to realize what had happened that it seemed silly to act shocked and pull my underwear up, so I stood there with my pride and joy standing for all to see. I gave Susan my best, I’m going to kill you glare.

Susan wrapped her tiny hand around my dick and smiled as she tried to impress her friends. She was acting her age, except in a totally not age-appropriate way. After a few comments, I started to recover my clothes. “I bet I can.” Susan’s words followed something Mary said, but I wasn’t sure what it was.