the stripgame

I live in a small town in the middle of nowhere. It’s usually a real drag with nothing to do, so my girlfriends came over to keep me company. I share everything with my girlfriends, we were on the topic of sex and it was no exception. Lately I’d found myself to be really horny… I wasn’t sure if it was just my hormones or if the girls felt it too, so I decided to casually bring it up in conversation. “So, how you girls been?” I asked to which they replied with generic “Pretty good” and “Not bad” So out I came with it. “I’ve just been really horny, lately.” And response to my confession, Betty admitted to the same thing. “There’s just nothing to DO in this town!!” I exclaimed. Then admitted, “I haven’t seen a naked man in like… must be two or three months easily” “You win! That’s the longest!” Betty laughed after she and Sheila admitted not having seen a naked man in a while as well. It was very apparent that we were all going through a dryspell. We decided to remedy the situation once and for all, tired of doing the same old thing and thinking of better ways to cure this irritating boredom. The girls and I were going to call a guy we knew over, for some sexy fun and humiliation. So we sat around and thought, who was the stupidest guy we knew? A guy who was blinded by pussy. Somehow the girls and I all through of the very same person. His name was Lance. He was a a very gullible and desperate guy who’d do anything for a little attention for the ladies. So we called him over for a little stripping game, picking names out of a hat to see who’d have to peel their clothing off first. What Lance wouldn’t know however… were that all of the names would be his. After calling him up and telling him he’d be playing the game with just my girlfriends and I, it took no time for him to appear straight at our door. “Look who I found…” Betty announced as she led Lance into the living room. He made his rounds hugging each one of us, no doubt attaining some sexual pleasure out of it before relaxing next to us. Sheila casually explained the theme of the game to Lance. We saw a gleam in his eye. “I think I could deal with this game.” He excitedly said as he rubbed his hands together. Everyone sat down in a circle as Sheila shook the hat of names around. Sheila was up first. After grabbing the piece of paper, she unfolded it and smugly read, “Lance” Lance obviously disappointed, threw off his socks and held out the hat impatiently, waiting for me to draw out the next name. I grabbed the paper and read out his name again. The girls and I could tell Lance was a little frustrated. “How many times is my name IN there!?” He demanded to know. After some petty reassurance, he peeled off his black t-shirt. Betty was next and inevitably announced Lance’s name. He was kind of pissed but he complied. It wasn’t long before our game was working and he was completely naked. He drew out every name and figured out it was a con.

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