Trophy Strip Poker

"Wake up Cathy. Two great looking guys just boarded the train," Sue said.

"Oh, okay Sue, I wouldn't mind seeing them naked." Cathy sighed.

"How bout them seeing us stark naked Cathy. That's what will hapen if we lose. Can you deal with that?"

"I don't know Sue, but I really want to get into that sororiety and if getting their underpants from them will do it then that's what we will have to do."

"Why don't we just go out to a store and buy two pairs of mens underpants Cathy?"

We can't Sue, we pledged on our honor that we would win our trophy mens underpants by playing strip poker.

"But what if they don't want to give us their underpants Cathy?"

"That wont happen Sue because were just going to tell them right up front that if they win they see us naked and get to keep our panties and if we win we get to see them naked and keep their underpants."

"But how many guys would go for that Cathy.?"

"Are you kidding Sue. At least 99.9 percent of the male population in America."

"Okay than Cathy, lets do it before they get off the train."

While Cathy and Sue were deciding on what to say to the guys, the girls had caught their eyes.

"Look at that foxy looking blonde Jim, I'd love to get in her pants," Bob exclaimed.

'I dig the one with the tight blouse that's saying let my breasts out of of this tight top."

"Yeah Bob, she's got great breasts, but look at that pair of great legs the blonde has."

"Hey Jim. were gonna be stuck on this train for two whole days, so why don't we make a move now and invite them into our compartment for a drink before anyone else has a chance to make a move on them

"I'm game Bob, lets go for it, but just remember hands off my blonde.

"Sure and your hands of the busty one Jim."

"Look Bob, their getting up and walking over this way. Okay, be cool now and don't blow this."

"Hi, would you guys like to play poker with us."

"Hi, I'm Bob, what kind of Poker are you talking about."

"Hi Bob, I'm Cathy and were willing to play any kind of Poker you want."

"Hi Cathy I'm Jim , I'd love to play Poker with you, but the only kind of Poker I know how to play is Strip Poker. but I'm sure you girls don't want to play that."

"Hi Bob and Jim, I'm Sue and Strip Poker is also the only kind of Poker I know how to play, but if you guys are shy about nudity we can find someone else to play with."

"Oh no. don't look for anyone else, we'd love to see you naked, I mean we'd love to play with you" Bob said.

"Oh, a little Freudian slip there Bob. Well if you want to have a chance at seeing me naked you have to forfiet your underpants to me if you lose," Cathy said with a grin.

"Oh I love women that are kinky, but I'm gonna do my darndest to win your panties Cathy."

'Okay guys, then let the games begin," Sue said.

"All right, your on girls and we just happen to have a bottle of Jack Daniles in our compartment in case anyone needs some naked courage," Jim said.

After a few drinks and a lot of laughs they were all out of coats and sweaters and shoes and socks to lose to the draw of the cards. Now the draws were for serious clothing.

"Look girls, we can stop now if you want" Bob exclaimed.

"Pour us another glass of Jack Daniels and draw the cards Bob," Cathy asked.

Cathy took a big gulp of her drink as she drew a low card that would cost her the blouse she was wearing. As she started to unbotton it Jim said, "its really okay if you want to keep it on."

"No, I lost it fair and square and I'm still determined to get your undrpants off you Bob.

And as Bob drew the next card she was now just one step away from getting his underpants as his low card draw lost him his shirt. The next draw was Sue and she quickly pulled her tight top off as soon as she knew she lost the draw. Bob and Jim couldn't help but glance now at both of the girls breasts that were now only contained in their bras.

On the next draw Jim lost his shirt to a low card draw and now the moment of truth was here. Someone had to lose either their bra or their underpants on the next draw because that was all that there was left to lose.

"Why don't we have another drink now and quit," Bob said with a tiring yawn.

"No quitting Jim, we want your underpants, draw the card" Sue demanded.

Jim drew the card and stared at it and then glanced at Sues lovely breasts that were juggling around in her bra and then turned the card over so no one could see it and calmly slid his underpants off and handed them to Sue. As Sues eyes feasted on the site of Jims throbbing erection Cathy turned the card over to look at it. She then showed the card to Sue and said. "Jim really had the winning card, not you Sue."

With that Sue unhooked her bra and looked at Jim and said, "thank you for being so nice," as she let it slide slowly off her breasts.

Sue then drew another card and almost glowed as the low card cost her the panties that had covered her last bit of modesty. She then handed the cards over to Cathy who drew a low card that caused her to remove her bra. Bob drew the next low card that cost him his underpants, but as Bob slid off his underpants, Cathy quiclkly slid her panties off without even drawing a card. Now all four of them, who were complete strangers just a few short hours ago were all naked and happy about it. The girls who had headed out to get their trophy mens underpants as part of a sorority initiation had found another kind of a trophy. A trophy that they could always treasure and love.