As we stumble into the hotel room, Jill cracks open a mini bottle of whiskey and pours us each a shot. "Alright you two, loser of this hand has to strip," she says, dealing the cards. I look over at Meg, who's already starting to loosen up after a night of dancing. Her hair is disheveled and her eyes are gleaming with excitement.
We start playing, and I can't help but notice Meg's eyes lingering on my body as I discard my cards. "I guess I'm the first one to lose," I say, taking a sip of my drink. Meg and Jill both giggle as I start to undo the buttons on my shirt. I can feel their eyes on me as I slip it off, revealing my toned abs.
The game continues, and it's not long before Meg loses her turn. She stands up, swaying slightly as she lifts her shirt over her head. My dick instantly hardens as I take in the sight of her perfect tits, encased in a lacy black bra. "Fuck, Meg you're hot," I say, unable to hold back.
Jill loses the next hand, and she strips down to her lacy thong and bra. The three of us are all laughing and joking as we continue to play, the sexual tension building with each round.
Finally, it's just Meg and I left. She's down to her bra and panties, and I'm in just my boxers. I can see the outline of her hard nipples through the fabric of her bra, and I know she can see the bulge in my boxers.
"Alright, last hand," Meg says, her voice husky with excitement. She deals the cards, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I look down at my hand. I have a full house, and I know Meg has nothing.
"I guess that means you have to take it all off," I say, my voice filled with desire. Meg stands up, her eyes locked on mine as she reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra. It falls to the floor, revealing her perfect tits. She hooks her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly slides them down, revealing her smooth pussy.
I can't help myself any longer. I stand up and pull off my boxers, my hard dick springing free. Meg's eyes widen as she takes in the sight of me, and I can see the desire in her eyes.
"I fucking dare you to come over here and suck my dick," I say, my voice harsh with desire. Meg doesn't hesitate. She walks over to me, sinking to her knees in front of me. She takes my dick in her hand and strokes it a few times before leaning in and taking the head in her mouth.
I groan as she starts to suck me, her lips wrapped tight around my shaft. I can feel my orgasm building, and I know I'm not going to last long.
"I fucking dare you to make me cum," I say, my voice rough. Meg redoubles her efforts, her head bobbing up and down on my dick. I can feel myself getting closer and closer, and then I'm there. I explode in her mouth, my cum filling her throat.
Meg pulls back, a satisfied smile on her face. "I fucking dared you to make me cum, and you did," she says, her voice filled with pride.
I can't help but laugh. "You're right, you did dare me. And I fucking came harder than I have in a long time."
We both sit back down, still naked and glowing with satisfaction. Jill looks over at us, a raised eyebrow on her face. "Well, it looks like you two had fun. I think I'm going to head to bed."
As she gets up and walks to the bedroom, Meg and I share a look. "Want to join me for a nightcap?" I ask, my voice husky.
Meg nods, a smile on her face. "I thought you'd never ask."
We head to the bedroom, closing the door behind us. The night is still young, and I have a feeling it's going to be a memorable one.