Strip Poker Gif Novels & Stories

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.

She even lets the skirt drop and bends down to retrieve it giving a nice tease of her cameltoe. The deal switches again and I deal out the cards both taking two cards this time. Maddie wins again with a pair of 6s over my pair of 4s. I remove my shorts doing my own little strip tease showing my ass and a nice close look at my bulging package. Maddie giggles and grabs my butt then giggles again at my mock shocked face. Then we both laugh and after taking my seat we both take another gulp of the wine. I refill them both to the original level.

“Fuck you two arrogant sons of bitches.” I clasped his shoulders. “Don’t get too emotional over a game, old man.” He frowned at me, the silver in his mustache catching the light as he inhaled his cigar and puffed a ring of smoke in the air. It was just Victor and me now. The dealer burned a card and then flipped the river. A flush. Victor’s smirk wiped off his face as he put his card down. “Kakogo blyad’ chyorta?!”

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he said, watching my lips part. I chewed slowly, my tongue flicking out to catch sauce, and his eyes darkened. Riley laughed, wiping his hand on my thigh instead of a napkin, his palm lingering to squeeze the muscle there. After, they cleared the boxes and pulled out a deck of cards. “Poker,” Jordan announced, shuffling with strong hands. “Strip version. The loser sheds something.” My stomach dropped. “Wait, what? No way.” Riley leaned in, his breath on my neck. “Come on, little bro. It's just us. Builds character.” His fingers traced my collarbone lightly, sending sparks down my chest.

This made Alanna start laughing all over again. On the other hand, Ricki's answer of, "Fuck yeah I do," was a little surprising. She used a few fingers to play around with him a bit, pulling back on his foreskin and moving him around so she could get a good look. "You really need to do some grooming down here," she said finally, letting go. "Hey I didn't know we were playing strip poker today," he replied, quoting her from earlier before sitting back down and reaching for the deck.

I got them all on me and it was interesting. I got to a food stand, I bought a meat stick but I had no money and he stood behind me with a poker face. Something naughty got into my mind, I had an idea. I winked at him and puckered my lips. I saw his eyes twitch, his looks darkened especially when he saw that the boys in the stall were looking at me weirdly. “ Fra-” He called out shortly but I already moved, I knew he was still stuck there so I bent slowly knowing that there would be a peek of my panties then I shook my ass.

Make them a little interesting and spicy. "What game do you have in mind?" A guy asks. "I was thinking strip poker." She wiggles her eyebrows. Nixx: Did I just hear her say the words 'strip'? Because I'm down to watching a few mouthwatering male bodies. Me: Oh Nixx, what is it with you and naked men. Nixx: What? I mean, it's not every day we get to look at them, and you know exactly why, or should I say, who.

Fuck, there is no way I will let him get away with this! As I slowly turned around, I readied myself for the consequences of my actions. I don’t care who this man is or wat position he has in this company. He disrespects me, so I should only return the favor. However, as I turned around, I found myself face to face with a grinning, handsome stranger. His green eyes were bore into mine as if I’m the last meal in this world. His hair was dark and tousled, as if he just brushed it off with his fingers. He was tall and lean, like he always hits the gym. He was only wearing a white long sleeve polo and black jeans. His perfect set of white pearl teeth were on display as he grinned at me and his t

As it went on, and to no surprise to me, I got the winning hand. "Clearly, poker is not my strong suit," she grumbled as she put her cards down. "Now, strip," I said, smirking at her. I could already see her underwear through the damp white dress she had on. This game was about to get a whole lot interesting. She looked at me with furrowed brows, not understanding the game. "I said strip. This is strip poker, after all," I told her. I held back a smile and I tried to hide it immediately by taking a sip of my drink. I wanted her tonight. The temptation was far too much. There she was, the hottest woman I had ever laid eyes on, and she was my wife.