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Kaylee Jacobson is hosting a strip poker game at her party. Somehow you get involved.

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Chapter #5

Amanda has more bad luck

    by: uzaho Author IconMail Icon
"Geez you're pushy all of a sudden," remarked Kaylee, dealing out the next hand.

Amanda smiled. "No you are!"

"Ugh..."

Amanda's eye's lit up. "Hey, can any of you do this?"

Amanda leaned herself all the way forward between her parted legs, touching her chest onto the floor in front of her.

"Wow!" Zoe said with mock envy. "No, but I wish I could!"

Amanda sat straight. "You can! You just have to practice."

"What about this? Can you do this?" Amanda pulled her legs up one by one, over her shoulders and behind her head. She rolled onto the small of her back before locking her ankles together. Her arms were stuck out in front of her, resting on the underside of her thighs. The green fabric between her legs stretched as her crotch and butt pointed up into the air.

"I definitely can't do that!" Zoe answered, more impressed than before.

"Amanda, are you playing with us or not?" Kaylee asked impatiently.

"Kay, lighten up. She's just a little hyper." Zoe defended her young friend. Amanda again smiled at her before rocking herself back and forth to pickup the cards on the floor next to her. She was proud of her gymnast skills and wanted to keep showing them off.

"But this is getting stupid." The big sister was starting to sound as whiny as the younger one.

"Chillax Kaylee." Tanya echoed. "Let's just make the game more interesting. From now on the winner of each round gets to strip something off the loser."

"Oooo. I like it!" Carmen replied.

"Yeah, that should make it more interesting. More incentive to win at least!" Zoe winked.

Kaylee sighed. "Okay. That sounds good to me too." She didn't even want to ask her. "Manda?"

"Yup! Sounds good!" She gave a weird salute still wrapped up in her leg ball, cards in hand.

The hand progresses as normal. Amanda thinks she has a pretty good hand with three of a kind. When everyone shows their cards she laughs at her sister.

"Ha ha! I beat you!"

Kaylee was momentarily worried then smiled. "Heh. No, you definitely did not."

"Yea-huh I did too! Look! I matched three eights!"

"No you didn't! You matched two threes!" Kaylee shot back.

Amanda looked over her cards again. She had mistaken her threes for eights. She suddenly went from having a decent hand to having virtually nothing.

"But... That's not fair!" Amanda moped.

"Hey, all I know is that my two Jacks beat your two threes. You lost sis!"

Amanda threw her cards down, hugging her arms and rocking side to side on her back. This was more in line with what some of the girls were worried about. But Amanda was at least consoled by the fact that Zoe was the actual winner and not her sister.

"Hey Tanya..." Zoe said, standing.

Tanya stood with a groan and flopped her arms to her sides but Zoe moved in closer, whispering with her in private. After a few moments the two of them knelt down on either side of Amanda.

"Hey there Mandy." Zoe started. "How you doing?"

"Okay I gue- HEY! Hehehe!"

Zoe and Tanya grabbed each of Mandy's arms and pulled her body into the air, legs still wrapped behind her head. Amanda giggled as she found herself suspended in front of everyone, as helpless as a turtle on its back.

"Swing me! Swing me!"

Zoe and Tanya rocked Amanda back and forth through the air gaining more and more momentum as she swung. Amanda giggled happily to this new game, watching as the other two girls on the carpet dipped in and out of sight past the crotch of her panties.

Zoe and Tanya nodded to each other and each removed one of their hands from Amanda's arms.

"Ready? One..."

"Two..."

"Three!"

"EEEEE!"

The girls grabbed Amanda's ankles and let go of her arms causing her to fall back through her own legs as her ankles were separated. Her body flopped upside down, her legs now suspended in the air. With her body rotating so forcefully, not to mention gravity doing its thing, her t-shirt quickly slid up her torso.

"Attack!" yelled Zoe.

The two girls tickled Amanda with their free hands, taking advantage of every patch of bare skin they could find, not to mention her ticklish armpits and the soles of her feet. Amanda squealed and laughed as the hands roamed her body, poorly defending her most exposed areas while she writhed in delight from so much attention.

"That looks fun!" Carmen shouted.

Amanda couldn't see Carmen or Kaylee get up since she was facing the wrong way, but was very aware when four more hands joined the onslaught of tickles.

"BAAHahahahahaHAhaha!!!" The young girl laughed uncontrollably, twisting desperately and flailing wildly. One of her arms accidentally popped out of the sleeve of her t-shirt causing her most protective garment to collect under her chin, useless to her now. This only gave the hands assaulting her more sensitive skin to attack. Her thighs, her calves, the backs of her knees, her neck, her sides, her chest; most of her skin was fully exposed to the world and tickled without mercy.

Her sister started blowing raspberries on her belly button, the change in sensation helping to re-sensitize her for more tickling across her tummy. Carmen pinched and poked her butt and dove her fingers under the edges of her panties trying to provoke more and more of a struggle from the girl as she attacked up and down each thigh; a sort of drive-by tickling across her green underpants. Tanya's hand ran the length of Amanda's body, darting from place to place with no real pattern, trying to find the least exploited patches of skin. While all of this was happening, Zoe gradually slipped off each of Amanda's socks, a task interrupted by the girl's explosions of resistance as well as Zoe's own contributions to the tickle-fest.

Upside down, the blood had rushed to Amanda's head. Her face was red. Her stomach hurt from wiggling and laughing. Her arms were tired and defeated and hung limply to the floor mimicking her ravaged hair. She was exhausted.

"Pleas-haHA! Please stop. AH! Uncle! Mercy! BWAHAH!!! Anything!"

Her pitiful cries were finally answered. Zoe and Tanya lowered the spent girl to the floor setting her down on her back. They released her legs which fell lifelessly to floor.

The girl may as well have been dead. Her arms lay above her head. Her hair sprawled in every direction, partially covering her face. Her shirt was mostly off, covering more of her neck than her chest. Her small pink nipples poked up into the air. Her stomach rose and fell with heavy breaths. Her panties were twisted and wedgied in both front and back, exposing bits of butt check and crotch as her legs lay splayed and spread beneath her.

But she had completely forgotten about losing. Not only that, but Zoe's idea had stimulated the young girl into such a fervour that she had expended the ball of energy that had been building within her. The half naked girl now struggled to move, let alone do much of anything else.

"Okay, that was kinda fun!" Kaylee admitted.

"Yeah, but I think she needs a rest now." suggested Carmen.

"I'll deal," Tanya said. "She can sit out this round."
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