Poker Nip Slip Novels & Stories

Sullivan taught her all about the game of poker. Two of the players followed the same amount as her bet and so did Ralph, and two others tossed the chips to the middle of the table. Kiara noticed that the player to the right of the referee, when he asked to switch cards and take a new one, was not satisfied with that, but with a quick movement embezzled some of the betting chips in front of the referee! What a wicked one!! Kiara was surprised that she was the only one who noticed that among all the players, Kiara thought that she wouldn't be able to win by having a cheater playing with them!

Nate asked. “It’s called Egyptian Rat Screw, and the point is to get all the cards,” I answered while laying my card down. The game is simple. A deck of face cards gets distributed evenly among the players. Nobody looks at their cards. Each player places a card in the middle face up. If a Jack is played, the next player has one chance to play a face card or an Ace otherwise the player who laid down the Jack gets the pile. A Queen gives you two chances to get a face card, King three chances, and an Ace four chances. Also, if you slap doubles, you get the pile. “Poker is a lot more fun,” he grumbled.

She slowly took a sip from her glass of brandy before putting it away. "Raise, all in." Phoenix pushed in all her chips worth thirty-two million dollars towards the centre of the poker table. "Ah!" Everyone in the room gasped almost at the same time.

"Hippie!" Elcilia took a wad of cash from her purse and scattered the bills on her side of the table. Squinting her eyes, she painstakingly picked up each dollar one by one until she had gathered enough. She handed the money over to be exchanged for chips. The game they were playing was Texas Hold'em.

Here he held his hand up high in the air to show that he did indeed possess such an object. “There are certain requests written on these cards. On the back of each of your invitation slips is a number. This is how you will be called, so please remember them.” “Yeah, but what about the—“ Paige piped in again. “Tut, tut! What about the liquor? Good question, baby! The basic rules of the game are as such. I will select a card at random from the box. One for the men and one for the women. See how the box is split into two sides? Two of you, a boy and girl... so don’t worry, will then be called to the center of the circle and asked to perform the request that is written on the card. If you cannot

She quickly vacated a seat for them. Nicholas instructed someone to bring chips and switched Charlotte's chair to a sofa. "Do you know how to play poker, Charlotte?" ‘Of course! I'm great at it!’ she thought. Charlotte held a throw pillow and shook her head. Griffith sat opposite her and could tell that her innocent appearance boded trouble. "It's okay if you don't. It's quite simple." Nicholas explained the rules and said, "Play two rounds, and you'll understand." "Do you bet with money?" Charlotte asked.

The man said, "Flip the last card. No matter what it is, you'll get at least 500 dollars. If you refuse, I'm giving you a bad review. Do it right now." Since Felix had already fully committed to his food delivery role, he knew just how devastating a bad review could be. There was no choice—he had to play along. He said, "Alright." The hotel suite was filled with six people gathered around a poker table, playing Hold'em. Felix was not an expert but knew enough to understand what was happening.

“Axel mentioned that he plays poker with Levi every Wednesday night.” Tate rubs his hands together. “Good, good. Do you know where?” “Blacktip? I’m not sure if it’s a bar or a casino.” Tate’s face sinks. “You don’t know what Blacktip is?” “Obviously not.” “It’s where the high rollers go. I’m pretty sure the buy-in is 20k.” “Fuck,” I mutter. “Do you have 20k?” “Not for this, I don’t.” We’re both silent for a few moments.

“Rules?” Leila’s attention returned to the cards, and she saw one in his grip. He was beginning to sound like Lily. She was the one who introduced the loser drinking rule. Fully aware she might have done something stupid that night, something he was keeping away from her, she didn’t want to play any games with rules. Especially not poker. “Yeah. Just one,” he said. The intensity in his eyes made her mouth dry. Only he could undress her with a look without making her uncomfortable. She created more space between them, and he chuckled. “The loser must take off an item of clothing or kiss the winner.”

There were more cock-sucking cowboys on the table too. The poker was to be strip poker, where everyone had to ante up with a piece of clothing. Jen chose her shoes. She lost that hand, so she had to pay with her shirt next. She lost again. Next hand came her skirt, which she also lost. My heart was thumping to see what would happen next. She would no more sit semi-naked at the table with me than fly to the moon. But sure enough, the bra came off, and another hand was played and lost. There was an audible gasp as her bra fell away from her tits.