Pong

"Hey, big guy," Cat said. "Let's go! Drop the pants, honey."

"No way," Mason responded, "That was a half cup that Jessa sunk the ball in."

"So? It's still a sink."

"But it's only half a cup. Rules of Pong. If you sink in a half cup, you don't have to drink a full beer - just the half cup."

Cat was shocked.

"Besides," Mason continued, "if I take off my pants now, then Dunny and I will be naked when we still have a half cup of beer left.

Cat reluctantly agreed. Jessa put it into words, though, saying, "Yeah, he's right." As she added Dunny's t-shirt to the pile next to the pong table, she continued, "But we'll get him out of those pants in a second, so it's not a big deal."

When it was time to start the game back up again, Dunny served the ball to Jessa. After going back and forth a few times, Mason ended up hitting one of the full cups, costing Cat her pants.

Cat had hoped that this wouldn't happen. Just two sinks. If the girls could have gotten just two sinks, she wouldn't have had to. But here she was, about to reveal her thong. It wasn't a big deal, as she'd be facing the guys, but it still wasn't great. She began shimmying out of her pants, her exposed butt cheeks facing the stairs and the black thong front on view for both Dunny and Mason.

As the waistband of her pants passed her knees, there came voices behind her, from the stairs. Cat's heart practically jumped out of her chest, and she immediately yanked her pants back up. Whoever it was on the stairs, they clearly got a good look at her thong before her pants covered it up.

Turning, Cat saw that it was Evan LeFebvre, a dark-haired TriGam brother, and three others. Cat recognized Evan's girlfriend Courtney Gagnon right off - she was a sister with Jessa at Ep Chi - and recognized the face of one of the two guys with them, but couldn't place his name. The second guy looked younger and completely unfamiliar.

Jessa didn't seem all that bothered by the fact that she was wearing only her bra and panties - in fact, she carried on like it was pretty much normal. She sat her panty-clad ass down on the Pong table and smiled at the newcomers.

"So what the hell's going on down here?" Evan asked, looking over the two half-dressed girls.

"A little bit of Strip Pong," Mason replied, with a smile.

"Huh," was the response. "Well, don't let us stop you, but I think we're gonna play a game of Pong ourselves."

That was it, then. They couldn't keep getting naked when there were other people in the basement. Cat tried to hide her relief, but she clearly felt it. She hadn't even wanted to strip off her pants - she definitely didn't want to progress much further.

Jessa, though, didn't want out. "Can you wait, like, an hour or so?" the blonde asked.

Evan looked at his watch. "Well, it's already 12:25 now. I kind of don't want to be playing pong at two o'clock in the morning on a Tuesday. I mean, I am an alcoholic and all, but I DO have to get up tomorrow morning."

Mason looked for a compromise, because he could tell that Cat was uncomfortable with four new people. "Could you guys maybe just play around the corner, on the table just out of visual range?"

Evan smirked. "Are you afraid that I'm going to tell everyone at Meetings tomorrow night about your small, little....um....endowment?"

"Funny," Mason replied. "Could you just do it, Evan? I want to keep playing, but I also want to make sure that the girls feel comfortable enough to continue the game."

"Yeah, no problem," Evan relented. "Let me just grab a couple of beers from the bar, though." He made his way over to the bar, which sat parallel to the pong table currently in use, and began filling up cups of beer. "Do you guys know Courtney and Adam?" Evan asked Cat and Jessa.

"Well, I know Courtney," Cat replied, "and I recognize Adam, but I don't think we've ever met."

"We were in Women's Studies 53 together," Adam pointed out, jogging Cat's memory. "You were usually a little bit more...dressed."

Cat blushed, but Adam's observation hadn't been mean-spirited in anyway. He was just joking about it.

"And this," Evan said, gesturing to the younger-looking guy, "is my brother Teddy. He's a senior back home in Alaska, but he's out here for the next few days, sort of checking out the school."

Teddy smiled and waved, managing to get out a "hi."

"Well, I've got to let you know," Dunny said to Teddy from the far side of the table, "that this is an everyday occurrence here at Green. Especially here at Gamma Gamma Gamma. The girls, man, they just can't keep their clothes on."

"It's true," Jessa said, nodding her head. "Cat and I actually came over here dressed like this. We haven't lost a single volley yet, though."

The short conversation that followed was a little odd, half the participants being half naked, but it passed soon enough. Sounds of a ping-pong ball going back and forth around the corner let Cat, Jessa, Mason, and Dunny know it was okay to start up again.

"So where were we?" Dunny asked.

"We're still going through with this?!" Cat asked in disbelief. "No way, no how."

"Come on," all three of the other players groaned at once. Jessa reasoned with Cat, though, saying "Cat, they can't see you over there. And if they could...so what? We're still going to win. We're still better than they are. And we're in college - are you going to tell your grandkids that you pussied out of a stupid Strip Pong game?"

"Well, I really hope that I don't entertain my grandkids by telling them about the time I got naked in a frat basement," Cat replied.

Jessa shot her a look. "Seriously, Cat. It's really not that big of a deal."

"She's right," Mason called from the other side of the table. "Come on, little guy. Drop the pants!"

Cat stuck her tongue out at the taller man. But, she knew they were both right. I mean, even if they lost, Mason and Dunny were already going to see her naked, how much worse could it be if there were four more people there? Besides, the alcohol had suppressed most of her stronger inhibitions. Cat put her thumbs back in the waistband of her pants, tugging them down past her ankles. She handed them to Dunny, thinking that she was in the clear. Mason and Dunny couldn't tell she was wearing a thong, but Jessa could - and she wasn't about to keep it a secret.

"Wow! A little risquŽ, don't you think?" Jessa said aloud when she noticed the thong.

"Well, I didn't exactly know I'd be showing it off tonight," Cat responded. Then, maybe because of the beer, or maybe because of the fact that Jessa had brought attention to it, or maybe because of the sexual excitement that was now running through her, Cat did a spin for the guys, shook her ass, and got the ball ready to serve.

Dunny let out a long, drawn-out whistle of appreciation.

Mason and Dunny were down to two full cups, while Cat and Jessa had one full cup and two half cups. As they began playing, the equality didn't last long, however, because Mason managed to tap one of the cups.

"Damn it," Jessa said, dropping her paddle on the table. These two should have been pushovers, especially the way they had been playing before. But Mason was actually fairly good at Pong, and apparently this time it didn't seem to matter that he had Dunny to drag him down. Jessa thought about this as she reached around and undid her bra, allowing it to fall forward and reveal large, silver-dollar nipples.

"Wow," Dunny breathed, probably unaware that he had said it aloud.

There was a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, the guys unsure what to say. There was sexual tension in the air, and Cat thought to herself that if she listened real close, she might actually be able to hear the guys get hard.

Jessa brought the mood back, though, by shaking her tits at the guys. "All right. You guys didn't seem that fazed when the 'girls' were tucked away. Let's see you play with these things dangling out," Jessa joked, and prepped herself to serve. Cat had drunk the half-cup of beer and tossed the cup in the trash, leaving only a beer and half left of the girls' side.

The next hit brought back the equality, as Jessa managed to clip one of the cups on the guys' side. Mason was upset, telling Dunny "I could've saved that if you had gotten out of the way."

"Whatever," Dunny responded. He didn't argue, though, obviously knowing it was true.

"Alright, Mason, stop the talking. Let's drop the drawers," Cat called across the table. She had teased him. He had teased her. Now she was teasing him again. If she had to play this game in her underwear, Mason should have to as well.

Mason did as he was told, stepping out of his pants to reveal a pair of tartan boxers. He wasted no time in getting the ball back in volley, though, and soon enough, Mason managed to hit the half-cup in front of Jessa.

Cat didn't want to dwell on the toplessness. The beer had taken hold of her, so she felt a little more comfortable as she slipped the black bra from her chest. She tossed it to Mason, who savored the material. Cat was concentrating hard on the game, and trying not to think about her tits.

Mason added the bra to the pile.

Cat served, her breasts now swaying freely, and a volley started. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, until Cat was able to clip the full cup of beer in front of Mason. She jumped up to cheer - a moment too soon. Mason was able to save the ball, and sent it back to the girls. A hit wasn't the end of the line in Pong - one could always save the ball after a hit, provided the ping-pong ball didn't bounce off the table. The ball careened past Cat off and across the room, rolling up against the far wall.

To fetch the ball meant seeing Evan and the others, but Cat was gaining nerve as the night went on. She draped her arm across her chest, and headed over to get the ball. When she got over there, she glanced at the other game. All four players had locked their eyes on her: Evan, Teddy, Adam, and Courtney. One arm across her chest, Cat waved with the hand that was holding the ping-pong table. None of them said anything, though, and Cat headed back to her own game.

Cat handed the ball to Jessa, as it was the blonde's serve next. She let her arm drop back to her side, her nipples standing straight out because of all the attention that they were getting.

"I'll have my beer in one of the nice mugs that we keep in the freezer," Dunny taunted as Jessa got ready to serve. "Not one of these stupid party cups."

"Oh, come on, Dunny," Cat replied. "The only reason you're doing so well is because Mason's carrying you."

Dunny faked a hurt look, but readied himself for the next volley.

Jessa served the ball, and as if to answer Cat's teasing, Dunny immediately sunk the ball into the girls' last full cup.

"Shit!" Cat cursed under her breath as the guys congratulated themselves on the far side of the table. Both of them were screaming with joy, and Mason had picked Dunny up and was hugging him.

"YES!" Mason said as he lifted Dunny off the ground in a bear hug. "You, my friend, are an inspiration to your gender everywhere!"

"I'm clutch! I'm clutch!" Dunny replied, obviously shocked himself at his success.

Cat and Jessa looked at each other, catching each other's eyes. Neither one of them could believe they had lost. Cat muttered "Well, let's get it over with."

"Wait, wait," Dunny called from the far side of the table, as he released himself from Mason's grip. He looked at his watch. "It's exactly 12.42 right now. That means we've got you girls until 1:12, right?"

Jessa rolled her eyes, and said "Yeah, yeah. Here you go..."

The two girls rolled their panties down their thighs simultaneously, stepping out of them, and picking them up off the mung-covered floor. Cat grabbed Jessa's purple panties as she began walking to the bar, tossing them with her own onto the pile of clothes on the bar itself.

Jessa, her eyes locked with Mason's, laid down the next challenge. "Double or nothing."

"Excuse me?" Cat looked over at the naked blonde in disbelief.

"Double or nothing," Jessa repeated. "I want another chance to get these guys naked."

Mason and Dunny looked at each other. Mason shrugged, and said, "Yeah, that's fine with me, but I want the stakes explained out a little. What are you guys going to do? Get double naked?"

Jessa had not obviously thought it all through. The cogs in her head were turning, though.

Cat though, had already heard enough to make her judgment. "No."

"Oh come on, Cat," Jessa begged. "We're already stuck down here for the next half hour anyways. Wouldn't you rather play pong than be stuck as their naked barmaid?"

Cat was already standing behind the bar. She had already taken two glass mugs from the freezer, as Dunny had requested. Still, Jessa had a point. She really would prefer to keep playing. She just wasn't sure what she was willing to offer.

"Fine, fine," Cat agreed reluctantly. "You win. You always win. But Mason's right - what are the stakes? What are we betting?"

"If we just keep going with the game," Mason added, "then Dunny and I will be naked after just a cup and a half. There's really nothing for us to keep playing for."

The little blonde's wheels were turning, though. Finally, she spoke when she had an idea. "Okay, you guys," Jessa began, gesturing at Dunny and Mason. "If you guys lose the game, then you finish stripping off whatever clothes you still have on. Individual hits and sinks don't matter - we're playing for the full game."

"So what if we win? An hour of nudity?" Dunny asked. "I mean, that's starting to look like the trend."

"Trend?" Cat looked over at Dunny incredulously. "Trend? Dunny, it's one and one! The only trend here tonight is your lousy playing for an hour and a half followed by one good sink."

"That's not really technically a trend, either," Dunny said softly.

"Shut up!" Mason and Cat said in unison.

Cat looked over at her partner. If she already had to be down here for a half serving beer, she didn't want to add on another half hour. She didn't want to spend the rest of the night down here in TriGam's basement.

"Well, we're already going to be playing the game naked," Jessa began, a solution forming in her head. "What if...if we lose this one, you guys get to see us make out for a full minute?"

Cat's eyes widened to size of saucer-plates. This obviously had both the guys interested, though. Mason ended up shaking his head anyways. "An hour of nudity versus one minute of kissing? I'll take the nudity." There was a pause. "Make it fifteen, and you've got a deal."

"That's way too long!" Cat shot back. She hadn't been crazy about the minute, but fifteen minutes was far, far too long. The last time that she'd even made out with a guy for fifteen minutes had been at Thanksgiving, when she and her high school boyfriend Topher had bumped into each other at the Big Apple Homecoming Game. She liked Jessa and all, but fifteen minutes of kissing was way too much to ask of her.

Jessa decided to bargain, though. "Five minutes. And we do it ON the pong table."

Cat and Dunny just looked on in disbelief. Mason kept haggling. "Five minutes, on the pong table, and your clothes stay here. You can come and get them tomorrow, if you want."

Mason looked Jessa in the eye. "Final offer."

"You get to keep our clothes?" Cat scoffed. How did they think they could get away with that sort of thing?

"Done," Jessa responded.

Cat's jaw dropped. "No, no, no! No fucking way! I'm not walking back all the way back to Burr Street without my clothes!" Cat lived a good mile away from TriGam, waaay off campus, with a number of other girls from the track team.

Jessa tried to calm her, though. "Look, don't worry. Even if we lose - which we won't - it's not a far walk to Ep Chi. We just cut across two yards, Mu Tau's and Omega's, at we're at my house. Then you can get dressed in my room and head home. Cool?"

"I don't like it," Cat replied. "Why can't we just leave it as is? Isn't being naked for the next half hour bad enough?"

"Yeah, but I want to share in the humiliation with those two."

Cat gulped. Why was she going along with this? Was it the alcohol? Was it some sort of power that Jessa had over her? Or was she actually starting to get turned on by being the focus of the guys' attention? Whatever it was, it had clearly won out over her better senses.

"Fine," she said, and readied herself for another game. "Let's do it."

GAME TWO

Cat and Jessa weren't doing badly. After a few volleys, back and forth, they still have four and half cups of beer left, while the guys were already down to two full cups and two half-cups. Maybe this wasn't going to turn out as bad as Cat had feared.

Cat wasn't exactly comfortable in her nudity. Her breasts bounced every time she swung her paddle. Her nipples were still hard, seemingly pointing in every direction. The pong table itself was only at about crotch-height, so her pussy was on full view for Mason and Dunny both. But she concentrated on the game, and the game only, which worked for a little while.

"Can I come out now?" Adam's voice called from around the corner of the basement. "I want to go home."

None of them had noticed it, but the sounds of the ping-pong ball bouncing around the corner had stopped. The other game had obviously ended.

"Ummm," Cat paused for time. She desperately tried to think of something she could cover herself with. She racked her brain, but didn't come up with anything. Whatever, she thought to herself, what's one more set of eyes? The beer had taken hold. "Yeah, head on home."

Adam poked his head around the corner, taking in the sights that the basement offered. He smiled, and started towards the stairs, passing both Cat (who was covering herself with her hands) and Jessa (who seemed fine with her naked body being looked at). Courtney was a few steps behind Adam, though the LeFebvre brothers didn't seem to be following.

As Adam passed Jessa, she stuck out her arm and blocked his passage. "Not so fast, buddy."

Adam looked confused. "What?"

"I think Cat and I could use a little good luck. Don't you think so, Cat?"

Cat had begun to relax a little. She had dropped the hand that had been covering her pubic hair, but she still had her other arm draped over her breasts to hide her nipples. "Sure, good luck."

Adam was still confused by it all. Actually, no one in the basement knew exactly what Jessa had in mind. So, it came as a shock when she told Adam: "Slap my ass."

Adam didn't know what to make of it, and he looked to the others for help. Cat was giggling, laughing at Jessa's outright sexuality. Mason and Dunny were both watching to see if Adam would actually do it. Courtney feigned disinterest as she poured herself a beer at the bar, but her eyes never left the scene.

"You want me to slap your ass?" Adam asked, making sure that he understood.

Jessa smiled, nodded, and turned her back to Adam. Locking eyes with Mason, she leaned forward and presented her backside to the man behind her.

Adam, not really seeing any harm to all of this, slapped his palm against Jessa's right buttock. It wasn't a terribly powerful slap, but it was loud enough to provide satisfaction to everyone around the room. Jessa smiled and thanked the man, and turned back to game as Adam clomped up the stairs, shaking his head in disbelief.

"You little ho," Cat teased her friend, dropping her arms back down to the side. She smiled at Jessa, still not quite understanding what had been going through Jessa's head.

Jessa, though, hadn't had anything going through her head; she was naked, she was turned on, she was in the early stages of being drunk, and she wanted a good laugh.

"Well, congratulations, Jessa," Courtney said, hopping up onto the bar next to the pile of clothing. "That's the first time Adam's ever even seen a naked girl in the real life, let alone touched one."