Where it happened: Friend's apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My first (and last) strip poker.
My husband found this website but wanted me to do the writing. He’s looking over my shoulder, so we’ll both have to agree with what I write.
My friend, Maddie, and I were students in nursing school at the time. It was in the second year of a three year course. We both had boyfriends, and we all got together sometimes at Bob’s apartment, the only one off campus for any of us. My boyfriend, Jay, was a student at college in the same town, and Bob was also a student, but I’m not sure where he went.
Anyway, this one Saturday afternoon, we were hanging out at Bob’s, and were getting kind of bored. We were sitting around the kitchen table, when Bob reached behind him into a drawer and brought out a deck of cards. He said, ‘How about a game of strip poker?’ We all kind of chuckled (nervously, for me) and went on talking about not much of anything. In the course of conversation, Maddie and I got talking about what we had been doing in nurses training that week, which happened to include learning and practicing shaving pubic areas for pre-op. Well, one thing led to another, and since the conversation had clearly turned to nudity for several minutes, Bob revived the strip poker idea, and started to deal out the cards.
Jay was the one to say ‘whoa, wait a minute. We can’t play without a set of rules.’ I couldn’t believe he was agreeing to it. I had only been going with him for about three months, and we hadn’t really gotten into any hanky-panky or anything. But I did really like him. So if he wanted to play the game, I decided I would go along with it, even though my heart started beating out of my chest at the thought of it. We decided that the rules would be (1) only one person would have to give up something, and that it would be the person to the left of the winner of the hand, and (2) whoever got totally nude would have to remain that way for at least an hour. The last one made me really nervous!
we started playing, and a couple of us lost some clothing, but nothing real serious. Then Bob suddenly said ‘this isn’t going to work here. If somebody gets nude sitting at the table, we can’t see anything. Let’s go into the living room.’ So we all moved in there, moved a couple of things and sat in a circle on the floor. When we relocated, I ended up to Bob’s left, definitely a bad move. He was the best poker player there, by far. My odds had just gotten worse.
As you might expect, we two girls started getting the worst of it. Maddie was down to bra and panties, while I still had my skirt over my panties, and my bra. Bob was still fully clothed (I told you he was the best player). Jay had shed his shirt, shoes and socks, but still had his jeans on.
On the next hand, Bob won again, and I made the difficult decision to remove my bra. I had NEVER been seen by a guy like that before! The next hand, Maddie lost her bra, too, leaving her with only panties. At that, I was relieved for me since she might lose it all before I did. Anyway, I knew that she and Bob had been sleeping together, so she wouldn’t be as bothered by it as I would. But then…the next hand was another Bob win, which meant I had to, well… wait! I had an idea how to stall the inevitable – I stood up and reached under my skirt and removed my panties. It still counted, but I didn’t have to show any more (yet). I was afraid it was near the end of the line, though. I made some lame attempt by saying let’s go do something else, but nobody was having it. There was a really charged atmosphere in the room, and they (Bob and Maddie especially) weren’t going to change course.
Jay dealt the next hand, and as we went around, Maddie (to his left) had a pair of three’s. Bob on-upped her with a pair of ten’s. I couldn’t believe my good fortune: I had three of a kind – Kings! I would be safe for another hand. Then it turned to Jay, who folded his cards and put them face down. He said ‘I guess SalliMae wins this one’. Which, of course, meant that he lost. I felt bad for him, but at least I didn’t have to shed my last remaining covering.
So he stood up, looked around at each of us, and unzipped his jeans, and let them drop to the floor. Gulp!!! I felt the blood rush from my head. Who knew?? Jay doesn’t wear underwear!! There he stood totally nude, with his ‘business’ right at eye level a couple of feet in front of me. There was dead silence in the room except for some gasping from us two girls. The funny thing was, though, that he didn’t seem at all perturbed. He stepped out of his jeans, leaned down and picked them up and threw them on the sofa. He then casually offered to get the rest of us some drinks from the kitchen.
He came back in with four bottles of soda and sat down on the sofa in full view of everyone. The rest of us got up and sat on the furniture, too. I sat next to him on the sofa, and tried not to stare at his no-longer-private parts, but my eyes kept going back there anyway.
Then the strangest thing of all happened. Jay started to tell us that he had hoped for an opportunity to talk to me about nudity sometime and this seemed like a good time. He said that through his whole life, his family routinely practiced nudity around the house and had a membership in a nude resort where they went several times a year. He said he knew that this would seem odd or perverted to the rest of us, but wanted to assure us that there was nothing obscene or wrong about it. He explained that they all got together as a mixed group, both sexes, all ages, and nobody thought anything wrong about it. He said it created a wonderful sense of freedom, and really promoted healthy body image for everybody. I had met his older sister, and he said, yes, Barb also went along on all of these activities. He spoke for quite some time. We peppered him with questions about it, and he carefully answered each one. It really seemed like he knew what he was talking about, and that it was perfectly normal for him.
Finally, he challenged us to try it. He said ‘You can’t really understand the feeling of freedom until you actually experience it’. The rest of us looked at each other, then, as if I was in an out-of-body state of mind, I was the first one. I stood up and unfastened my skirt and let it drop. I picked it up, folded it, and sat back down. Jay gave a little applause and praised me for having the courage. Might I be the first girl ever talked out of her clothes for a non-sexual reason?
Bob and Maddie, probably because they didn’t know what else to do, both joined us. Shortly, all four of us were nude – which, when you think about it, was the idea of strip poker in the first place. But this was clearly different.
We talked a bit about how good it felt, and it really did. Then, the conversation gradually turned to other things and, after awhile (not very long, actually) I found I wasn’t even thinking about being nude in mixed company. That thought earlier in the afternoon was as scary as anyting I could imagine. It became evident, as time went on, that we were all speaking with each other in a totally new, open way. It was such a wonderful experience for all of us. Later, when we got back to the dorm, Maddie and I couldn’t stop talking about what a wonderful feeling of openess and freedom we had experienced.
So, that is my (our) story of my first, and last, strip poker game. It was the first, because I had lived a very sheltered life, and would never have considered it before. And it was my last, because Jay and I, now happily married all these years, began a life together in openess and learned to enjoy nude outings and nude social activities as part of our normal life. There was never a need for another game of strip poker – we both have a very healthy understanding and appreciation of nudity as just the way God made us.
By the way, one footnote: Jay admitted to me later, that he actually had a full house in that final hand of poker. He pretended to have nothing, because he wanted to seize the chance to start the discussion about nudity with me. I’ll be forever thankful that he did.
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