[FICTION] Dares are in the cards

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It all started so innocently, as most of these things do. We
four, two couples, had known each other for several years,
but because of the distance between our residences (more
than 1,900 kilometers) we considered ourselves to be
fortunate if we were able to see each other once a year.
Kaeli and I had recently moved, bringing us within a few
hours drive of Eric and Maggie, and now we visited each
other almost every month. A three day holiday weekend was
upon us, which provided the perfect excuse for Eric and
Maggie to drive in the previous day to visit.

After a day of sight seeing and snatching some Chinese take
away for dinner we agreed that it would be fun to kick back
and BS the evening away. Someone suggested that we play
cards and we settled on poker as it seemed to be the only
game that everyone already knew how to play. To make things
a little more interesting we divided the coins from our
change jar between us, and began to nickel and dime away
into the evening. Eric was the first to run short on money,
and feeling that his hand was a winner, he asked if he could
raise the pot by betting his shirt. I don't think that any
of our mouths fell open, but I'm sure that Kaeli, Maggie and
I stared wide eyed at each other asking that unspoken
question: "well, what do you think?" The relationship
between us as couples had never had any real sexual
overtones, but now one of us was testing the thickness of
the ice on the frozen pond, and the rest of us needed to
decide if we were willing to risk it and go skating.

We agreed that Eric could raise the pot with his shirt, and
he did, but it posed a new question: did we others have to
call his raise with our shirts as opposed to using what
change we still had in front of us? For me it was an easy
answer as my hand was shit, and, regardless of the type of
monetary units being bet, I was folding. The girls, on the
other hand, each felt that Eric was bluffing and that this
was an attempt to get them to fold (reluctant to wager their
shirts) so that he would win the pot and have the needed
money to stay in the game.

Kaeli was sitting next to Eric and thus it was her turn to
fold or call and stay in on the hand. She looked at me with
another one of those "well???" expressions. I smiled; Kaeli
bet her shirt. I folded (receiving lots of boos, hisses and
other jeers). The decision now had moved to Maggie who said
"what the hell, two of us have a better chance of seeing
Eric lose if I stay in." She called, and I could see that it
was all Eric could do to keep a straight face; I knew he was
not bluffing this time.

"Four kings" Eric announced, "and an ace if it makes any
difference," implying that it was not likely that either
Kaeli or Maggie was going to beat him as nothing had been
declared wild.

I'm not sure who said it, but I remember hearing "Oh...
my... God!" Then I got the "do I have to???" look from Kaeli
and I am sure that Maggie shot the same look in Eric's
direction. Kaeli was wearing an untucked, baggy, button down
shirt, and I was trying to remember whether or not she had
taken her bra off when we got home. Eric and I nodded our
heads in the affirmative, and slowly both Kaeli and Maggie
removed their shirts. (Yes Kaeli did have a sexy push up bra
on.) And thus began the event that we would later refer to
simply as "The Game."

It was Eric's deal, and as he shuffled the deck we discussed
how the game would progress; both Kaeli and Maggie wanted
some revenge and knowing that Eric had always had "the hots"
for Kaeli I'm sure that he secretly wanted to see more. We
decided that simple "strip poker" was passe' and that we
needed something a bit more interesting (I think the beers
and and Maggie's vodka something-or-others we had been
drinking contributed to our daring twist to the game).

Maggie suggested that we each create five game cards. A card
would contain a task that one or more of the losers of a
hand would have to carry out before the next hand was dealt.
The task on a card and who would perform it was up to the
creator of the card, though we couldn't forget that we might
be the 'victim' of our own card! The player having the
highest hand would draw the top card and be in charge of its
execution.

Before we began, I added that this was the time to back out
because once we started there would not be the option to
refuse to carry out a task. A momentary pause ensued, and
then we agreed on the rules and off we went to find index
cards and to secretly scribble five tasks to be placed into
the pile.

The game cards were shuffled and placed in the middle of the
table. Eric dealt, and I felt a burst of excitement flash
through my body as I picked up my cards to see how I stood:
another shit hand. Kaeli won the hand and drew the game
card, then grinned.

"The person with the lowest hand must remove their undies"
Kaeli read from the card. It took a moment but it was
finally determined that I held the worst hand, and that my
"undies" were to be removed and placed into the discard
pile. I could feel myself begin to get hard, and I noticed
that Maggie's nipples were erect and straining against her
bra. I stood, and went about removing my undies so they
could be added to the discard pile started by the girl's
shirts. I put my shorts back on, and, as I sat back, down
Maggie shot me a seductive look (licking her lips). I hoped
that, if she wasn't already wet, I had started her juices
flowing, and more so hoped that I would later have the
opportunity to find out first hand how wet she was getting.

More drinks served, and another hand played with Maggie
holding the best cards. The task card she selected
instructed the three losers to draw a card from the deck.
The person drawing the highest card was crowned the ultimate
loser of the hand and the winner was to put his or her hand
into the pants of the loser. The contents of the loser's
pants were to then be described for the rest of the group.
Maggie blushed as she read the card. The playing cards were
mixed, and each of us losers drew. I drew a nine, Eric a
six, and Kaeli selected an ace!

Maggie stood behind and to the side of Kaeli (who looked a
little pale) and slipped her right hand into the waistband
of Kaeli's jeans while steadying Kaeli's body with her left
hand placed firmly against the side of Kaeli's left breast.
Eric and I watched Kaeli's nipples raise the material of her
bra as Maggie's hand slowly inched its way deeper into
Kaeli's jeans. It was obvious that Maggie was taking great
pleasure from this task. She stopped, and uttered a quiet
"oh ho!" and continued plunging her hand (I assume) past her
clit and such that she could let a finger or two enter
inside of Kaeli. Kaeli was now flushed, and beginning to
relax and enjoy the "invasion" into her pants.

Maggie took a deep breath and began to describe what she had
encountered in Kaeli's pants. "She is shaven baby smooth. No
hair anywhere! I also believe that she is enjoying the game
because she is so wet that I'm sure that, unless she has to
remove her pants, she will be soaking them through very
soon."

I looked over at Eric who had not taken his eyes off of
Maggie and Kaeli the whole time. The outline of his erection
could be seen through his pants and I knew that he he wished
that he could have won that hand!

I won the next hand and felt gypped as the card directed
only one person, the older of the worst hand, to remove
their pants. Eric was this person and he managed to strip
off his pants pretty quickly. He had tight boxers on, and I
could see Kaeli squirm as he brushed up against her back as
he "squeezed by" to place his pants in the discard pile.
Kaeli's nipples were still erect and having been that way
for a while now I was wondering if they hurt.

The next had was dealt after moving to sit in a circle on
the living room floor. Kaeli won this time around and all of
the rest of us had to remove a piece of clothing. Eric and I
had to finally remove our shirts ("its about time" Kaeli
commented) and Maggie removed her shorts teasing us by
"modeling" her lacy, high cut, panties for us. As she joined
us back on the floor, I swear that I could see that she had
soaked through the crotch of her lacy coverings.

Maggie and I were the two low hands the next time around and
were directed by the card to go put on what our mate had
worn to bed the previous night. Maggie got off easily: Eric
had slept in a T-shirt and a pair of bikini underpants. I
was a little worried as Kaeli usually slept naked and I was
having a bit of trouble trying to remember what she had on
the previous night. I guess I lucked out too because she had
slept in a skimpy nightie as there was company in the house.
Kaeli did remind me that she had worn nothing underneith her
nightie, and that I should be wearing only her nightie when
I returned to the living room.

Maggie and I started up the stairs to search out our new
jammies. At the top of the stairs we had to "cross paths" as
the guest room was to the right and I had been on the right
as we went up the stairs. In crossing we met in a quick
embrace, and stole a long kiss from each other. Maggie
wrapped her leg around mine, and I could feel her wetness
against the bare skin of my thigh. I could feel her press
her stomach against my cock as we ended our kiss. I was so
horney!


I donned Kaeli's nightie and realized that it was very short
and almost see through. It was going to be hard to sit in
the living room and not display to everybody how "happy" I
was to be playing "The Game." My advance down the stairs was
met with whistles from both Kaeli and Eric who appeared to
have had a tryst of their own while we were upstairs
changing. Maggie returned a few seconds later in a baggy
tank-top and a green pair of Eric's underpants. Her nipples
were visible through the thin material of the T-shirt, and I
was certain that it would not be long before the cotton
undies would show a darker indication of her excitement.

Another hand played; the card directed Kaeli to remove an
article of clothing. She opted for her jeans and while she
was wiggling out of them I noticed Maggie trying to see up
my nightie. As Kaeli placed her pants in the discard pile, I
went off to refill our drinks and sat back down so that I
could offer Maggie a better view up my nightie without being
too obvious. As we played the next hand I believe that she
paid my crotch more visual attention than the cards in her
hand. None the less, she won anyway.