Samantha's Strip Poker

By Ironbuddah

Chapter 5: Starting Over

I had the 5-J of Diamonds on the deal, and Samantha made an initial bet of two.  I really wanted to get her out of her clothes, but I wasn't sure how strong my hand was yet.  I called and raised 2 though.  She matched me, and flopped a pair of sevens into the middle with a king.  That was absolutely no help to me, but before she bet, Samantha had a proposition for me.  "Why don't we both go all in on this hand?  I can tell you didn't like what I just turned over, but I don't have a good hand either."  She showed her J-8 to prove her point.  "If you stay in, I'll kiss you for it."

I really should have said no, but I couldn't help myself.  I wanted to feel the girl press her lips to mine.  Just making the offer had made my uncomfortably hard again.  "I don't know.  Why don't you kiss me first, and then I'll decide."

"I promise you're going to want to stay in the game after this."  She leaned over, and pressed her lips against mine.  My mouth was dry, and she let me know it.  "Lick your lips so we can do that again.  Not too sloppy now."  She pressed her lips to mine again, and this time they meshed together wonderfully.  I put my hands into the girl's long thick blonde hair, and wished I could hold her there like that forever.  Reluctantly, I let go of her when she started to pull away.  "Well, are you in?"

I flipped my cards over and said "No, unless I pair this 5 up I loose.  There are 3 cards in the deck that help, and 41 that don't.  I fold, take my shoes and socks."

"Oh you party pooper.  See if I kiss you again!"

I didn't want to admit it as I picked up the deck to shuffle, but her kiss had completely taken my breath away.  I wanted to get her naked so bad now I could taste it.  I knew the way she liked to bet big I could do this if I were patient, but it was going to be hard not to rush things as badly as I wanted this.  I got an A-9 and bet 3 to start.  The 8-10-K of spades came up in the flop, and I was worried about Samantha flushing since I didn't have a single spade.  I checked and so did she.  I was surprised because that wasn't like her.  I dealt the river card, a 6 and checked again.  Samantha bet 1, and I was willing to match it, even though I would be without my shorts if I lost.  The river card was a king and I checked.  Samantha went all in, and I folded.  I was disgusted with my betting when I saw that Samantha had paired the 8 on the flop and had lured me in by underplaying her hand. 

I stood up and threw her my shorts.  My cock started to swell for the reason that she would now be able to easily tell how hard I was by how much I was bulging.  That turned into a chain reaction where I just kept getting harder and harder as she dealt.  Just like I had stared at her panty covered crotch, she was staring at my briefs.  My body stabilized to the point where I was swollen to nearly my full length, but still soft.  She dealt me a 2 and a five, so I folded immediately.  The earned an "Oh you suck!" from Samantha.  It was still my deal though.  I got another retched hand, folded immediately, for free this time, and heard "Oh you really suck!!"

When Samantha dealt, I got a 6 and a 9, not good cards, but she didn't raise me so I stayed in.  She didn't raise after the flop or the turn, and I kept riding.  I had a possibility for an inside straight, but if I didn't get it, I was out.  The straight didn't hit, and this time when I folded Samantha asked "Are there any eggs in there, or is that bulge all meat?"

That made me laugh at least as I started to deal.  I got an A-6, and without even looking at her cards, she raised me all the clothing of mine she had in front of her.  That was 10, I was going to be without a shirt if this didn't work out for me.  We let the blind bet ride through the flop and the turn.  I had an outside straight for once, so I threw in two more to the pot.  I missed the straight, and found myself loosing to a lowly pair of fives.  I was down to just 15 chips, and I was almost naked.  I got another crap hand, folded after the flop, and was down to 14 chips.

My next hand was a 3-7, so I just handed the deck to the young teen who was kicking my ass in strip poker.  By this point part of me was saying, just go ahead and loose so you can show her the cock that now aches for her.  She matched my blind saying "You better play at least 1 hand out of 4."  I had a king kicker, so I was willing to give it a try.  An ace came up after the flop and Samantha went all in causing me to fold.  She turned over an Ace to show that she hadn't been bluffing me and took the deck.

I had a Q-4, and Samantha matched my blind without raising.  I checked, and Samantha went all in after the flop, again forcing me to fold.  On my deal, I got a K-4, and Samantha didn't raise me after I matched her blind.  I flopped the 5-2-K and went all in on the pair of kings.  Samantha turned her cards face up revealing the 6-8 of hearts.  The turn card was a 7, and I was really sweating the possibility of her completing a straight on the river card.  She was right about one thing though, this had proved to be exciting.  The river was an 8, and it took me a minute to realize that she couldn't beat me with a low pair.  With trembling hands, I threw the clothing she returned to me to my bed.  Samantha still had my shirt in front of her, but my shorts, shoes, and socks where now out of the game.  We got the chips evened out, and we realized that Samantha had me 92 to 22 in chip count.  I still had a long road to come back if I wanted to get her naked.