Ten Day Cruise Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Ten Day Cruise Ch. 01

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I looked at my brother. He shrugged and said, "I'll play if Meg wants to."

Why did he leave it up to me? I thought to myself. Glen knew I didn't want to get naked, but I didn't want to be a prude either. I had drunk enough rum to remove some of my reservations and found myself shrugging my shoulders.

"Okay, here are the rules. The lowest hand has to take something off. If you don't, you're out of the game. The last one wearing clothes is the winner," Jenny said. "Socks count as one piece of clothing."

I did a quick inventory of what I wore. I had four items. All of us had removed our shoes when we got on the bed.

"Does everyone know how to play five-card draw?" Jenny asked as she shuffled the cards.

"I do," Glen said. I shook my head.

"Okay, here's how it works," Brad said. He went on to explain the game to me. We played a few practice hands before we started to play in earnest.

Brad lost the first hand. He removed his shirt, and we all laughed. I lost the next hand and found myself sitting in my bra, skirt, and panties. After a few hands, Jenny and I were down to our undies. Brad and Glen still had their pants on. Glen lost the next hand. Jenny and I began taunting him to take off his pants.

By this time, the rum had me feeling no pain. I giggled far more than usual, finding the slightest thing funny. Jenny was also laughing out of control.

Jenny lost the next hand and unceremoniously removed her bra. Laughing, she shook her shoulders so ...

... her boobs jiggled. Jenny's breasts weren't as large as mine were, but they still wiggled.

Glen dealt the next hand. Jenny asked for three cards and made a face when she looked at them. In the end, Jenny was naked and out of the game. She sat on the bed with her legs closed and watched her brother lose the next two hands. I lost my bra, and then Glen lost the next hand. He tossed his cards on the bed and said, "Meg is the winner."

"Wait a minute, you have to take off your underwear, Glen," Jenny said.

My brother groaned. He shucked his white briefs and sat there naked. I looked at his crotch and blushed. He shifted around while Jenny grinned.

"Nice cock, Glen. I think you're bigger than Brad," Jenny said. "Size doesn't matter. It's the motion of the ocean, not the size of the ship, that counts."

We all laughed and dressed. Glen and I told our friends goodnight and headed to our stateroom. On the way, we were silent.

"Are you okay?" I said when Glen and I were in our room.

"Yeah, I'm embarrassed, but I'm okay," Glen said.

"I didn't feel as embarrassed as I thought I would when I lost my bra," I said.

My brother's face turned red, and he looked away.

"What's the matter?" I said.

"Um, nothing. Just forget it, Meg." Glen sat on his bed with his back to me.

Sitting beside my brother, I said, "Something's wrong with you. Tell me what it is. What did I do wrong?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, Meg. Just forget it, okay?"

I stayed on the bed ...