Part 2

We were back to sitting around in a circle.

Linda said, “The rules of part 2 are very simple and you all agreed to them. One of us will end up naked in front of the others. Remember, the game ends when the first person is naked, but all of us must then have one slow dance with their partner. When the song ends, the night is over and everyone leaves.

“The spinner will go around the table just like before. When the spinner selects a couple, the second spinner decides whether it is the male or female who must remove a piece of clothing. There are five pieces of clothing in the game.

“Any questions?”

No one said anything. Linda looked at Sharon and said, “You did so well in part one, I think you should start the game in part 2. Spin it Sharon.”

Sharon replied, “As long as the ending isn’t the same ... I did my part for your game.”

Sharon reached over and spun. The spinner stopped at four. Ken and Sue were the selected couple. Bob spun the other spinner. It stopped at female. So the first person to lose some clothes was Sue.

Linda said, “Sue, the first article of clothing is both shoes and socks.”

Sue giggled nervously and said, “That one I can handle.”

Sue kicked her shoes off. Her socks came next. She threw them behind her.

The spinning continued around the table. After seven turns, seven different people had taken off their shoes and socks. The only one left with shoes was me. It was certainly not a game of skill.

It was Sue and Ken’s turn to spin. It stopped on number four. They had spun their own number. Ken spun again to see which of them would lose. Sue was staring intently as the arrow went around. Her staring didn’t help. She was the loser. She looked at Linda as if asking a question.

Linda answered, “The second piece of clothing is the upper outer. So in this case you have to take off your sweater Sue.”

Sue looked nervous as she stood up. Her face had turned red to match her hair. She looked around as if searching help, but then sighed and pulled her white sweater over her head. She was wearing a white bra. Her breasts were on the small side, but since she was only a petite girl, they complimented her figure. Her chest was covered with freckles. She quickly sat down and didn’t look at any of us.

The game continued as the boys were hit hard. Each of us lost one item with the girls losing nothing. I lost my shoes and socks, and Bob, Ron and Ken all lost their shirts.

Sharon had begun to agitate again; cheering as each boy removed his shirt. The gods of luck struck back. Sharon was the next loser.

Sharon with her extraordinary command of the English language said, “Shit. OK everyone, I guess a little skin is coming.”

Sharon was wearing a blouse. She quickly unbuttoned it and pulled it off her shoulders and threw it behind her. Sharon was also wearing a white bra. Her breasts were large, maybe even bigger than Linda’s. The bra was somewhat low cut as you could see the start of the aureoles of her breasts. She cupped her breasts with her hands and said, “Bra, don’t leave me now.”

We all laughed as she sat down.

The game continued and the men lost two in a row. I lost my shirt and Ron lost his pants. When Ron lost his pants you could see his penis pushing against his shorts. It almost broke loose, but he quickly pushed it inside his shorts and sat down. The game was starting to get dangerous.

Linda lost next. As she stood up, she glanced at me. I looked back and winked. She smiled nervously. She was wearing a red sweater with matching skirt. She reached for the bottom of her sweater and quickly pulled it over her head. Her bra was red and her breasts were straining against the material. It was a modest bra and it enclosed her breasts entirely. I think Sharon’s breasts were bigger, but not by much. Linda sat down. She looked at me and when she saw me staring at her breasts, she stuck her tongue out at me.

Linda commanded, “Next spinner.”

I lost my pants next. You would think that losing your pants wasn’t a big deal. Everything is covered and it is just as if you were at the beach. Wrong. Shorts are not a bathing suit. When I pulled my pants off, the group giggled. Sharon was laughing. The worst thing in the world was for Linda to show me her bra right before I took off my pants. The erection was in full bloom. The only good thing is that it stayed inside. I quickly sat down.

Ken lost his pants and then Kim lost her sweater. All eyes were on Kim as she stood up. She had a yellow sweater and matching skirt. At five feet ten inches she was the tallest girl in the game. Through the sweater it had not looked like her breasts were large. The sweater came off. She was wearing a pale yellow bra. The bra was made of a sheer material; we could see her nipples showing through. Her breasts were bigger than Sue’s and smaller than Linda’s, but her thin body seemed to make her breasts jut out to make up for their size.

She saw us staring and laughed, “I guess I made a bad choice for the bra in this type of game.” It was obvious that Kim was part exhibitionist—she was enjoying the game.

Bob lost his pants next. Then Linda lost her skirt. She stood up and quickly took off her skirt. Her panties were red matching her bra. Her legs were beautiful and her flat stomach accentuated her breasts. She stood there in panties and bra for a second and sat down. As she sat down on saw some strands of hair sticking out from her panties. Back came my erection.

Sharon lost her skirt. Then Kim lost her skirt. When Kim stood up her face was red. She looked around at us and said, “Not only did I make a bad choice for my bra, but I made the same bad choice for my panties. She took off her skirt and showed us she had the same pale yellow color for her panties. Unfortunately for her, the material was the same also. The see-through panties hid very little. We could see her bush; the front of her panties looked like some of the material was wet. Kim quickly sat down.

Seven of us had only two articles of clothing left. Sue had three. Then bad luck struck the males again. Each one of us lost in succession over the next four spins. All the boys were now down to shorts. If any of us lost again, the game would be over. The room had become quiet. The early teasing had stopped. No one really wanted to lose.

The spinner was passed to Sue and Ken. Sue spun and it finally stopped at number three. Linda and I had lost. The bigger question was which one of us had to take something off. If it were me, I would be naked and the game would be over. If Linda, she would lose her bra. Ken spun and it stopped on ‘female.’ I was still in the game!

Linda braved it out and said, “Well it is my game so I guess I should lead by example.”

She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She held the bra against her breasts for a second and then let the material fall through her arms. As her breasts fell free of the material, they sagged a little from their weight. Her aureoles were larger than I had guessed; her nipples were big and as we watched, they started to harden. She looked at me and sat down.

Sharon quickly pulled the spinner over and said, “This is going to be the end of the game. One of you boys is going naked.”

She spun, and then Bob spun. Sharon was wrong. Kim had lost her bra. Kim stood up quickly and looked at us. She said, “Well there isn’t going to be a surprise here since you can see through the damn thing anyway.”

Kim unhooked her bra and immediately dropped it to the floor. The breasts were small but stuck out from her chest without any sag. Her nipples were tiny. Similar to Linda, they immediately began to harden. She grinned and gave us the strip dancer breast shake and sat down. She was excited not embarrassed.

The spinner passed to Kim and Ron. Everyone knew that there was a very good chance the game would end with this spin. Ron spun and the arrow stopped at two. Ron and Kim had spun their own number; they had lost twice in a row. Each of them had only one article of clothing left. The game was over, but who would go naked? Kim looked around the group and then spun it as hard as she could. The arrow slowed and finally stopped... ‘female.’ Kim had lost twice in a row! It took a second for it to sink in to Kim, and then she knew. She had lost.