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Late April of 1996 and I'm still in bed. I'm watching

the girl I love getting ready for her day. My girlfriend is Donna DD

Kelly. She's 19 years old and spectacularly beautiful. She has dark

brown hair to her shoulders and big beautiful blue eyes. No, Donna's

middle name is Angela. She's known on the college campus as DD

because of her bountiful bosom, as in 34 Double D bra size.

My name is Joe. I'm 21 and a college senior.

I was crazy about Donna since we first met. I was

happy just to look at her. I was willing to do most anything to make

her happy. I had never felt like that before. Luckily, she seemed to

love me too. We attend a small state college in a rural midwesten

county seat.

We just finished our morning ritual. Donna would get

up and shower. I did not have an early class, so I would stay in bed.

Donna would then dry her hair, brush her teeth and put on a little

bit of make-up while wearing nothing but her bra and panties.

Sometimes, she would wear a half-slip too.

Donna would leave the bathroom door open, so I could

watch her get into and out of the shower. Then, she would slip on her

panties and hoist her magnificent tits into her size 34 F bra. One of

my favorite things in all the world was watching Donna put on or take

off her bra. Her tits would sway and jiggle as she stretched her bra

around them and hooked it in the back. I always thought the stretchy

material on the side and back of her bra looked like it was at its

limit when her bra was hooked.

Every morning, I would watch her with a hard cock.

She looked great in just her underwear. Her big soft tits would

jiggle as she got ready. I had a nice side view of them most of the

time. Her tits were firm round and spectacular. Her stomach and ass

were slim, like you would normally see on a 5 foot 6 young teenager.

When she was ready to get dressed, Donna would come

back to bed. Every morning, she would take off her panties beside the

bed and crawl onto her knees, on top of me, with a big horny smile on

her face.

Without any typical foreplay, she would gently grab

my hard cock and insert it in her already wet cunt. She would then

ride me like a cowgirl until we both came. She got horny just from

being watched by me.

Incredibly for me, she would sit up and lean forward

giving me a perfect view of her huge bouncing tits as she fucked me.

Even with a bra on, her tits would jiggle, heave and sway. I never

knew if she enjoyed giving me the show or if she could tell that I

loved to look at her huge bouncing tits; or both. Either way, it was

great. She would then hop out of bed, put on her dress and head to

class with her cunt full of cum.

My cock is a more than ample 8 inches long and fairly

thick. Most every woman I have had sex, with had a hard time taking

my cock unless they were very wet. Some had to use a lube to be

comfortable. Donna was so ready to have sex each morning she would

just slide it right into her tight 19 year old sophomore cunt.

Once it occurred to me that she was wet as soon as

she came back to bed each morning, I decided that she must get turned

on by having me watch her or she got wet just thinking about getting

fucked each morning. Either way, I thought it was hot.

Today, after we finished fucking, Donna jumped out of

bed and was putting on her dress. As she did, she said, "Darling,

Sylvia and Diane have invited us to a May Day party this weekend. I

told them we would come. I hope that is alright."

I replied, "Sure. That will be fine."

"Good. They were hoping that you would invite

some of your football buddies to come to the party. Sylvia and Diane

are trying to meet some new guys."

"Sure, " I said, "No problem. Tell

them to buy lots of beer if my friends are coming."

Sylvia was one of Donna's good friends and Diane was

Donna's older sister. Sylvia was cute, funny and known to be quite

wild. Both girls were looking for new boyfriends.

Diane was a year older than Donna and looked a bit

like a librarian. She was shorter than Donna, wore glasses, had short

brown hair and seemed like a fairly religious, conservative person.

However, you could tell they were sisters if you looked at Diane's

chest. Her tits were at least as big as Donna's. They might have been

slightly bigger than Donna's F cups. However, Diane was shorter, 5

foot 3; and always wore baggy, conservative clothes. With her shorter

frame and conservative clothes, Diane did not do anything to show off

her big chest. Diane also had a bubble ass, yet her waist was small

and firm.

Recruiting Players

Donna got a serious, rather worried look on her face

and looked me right in the eye. She said, "Darling, there is one

more thing that I need to discuss with you. Sylvia and Diane want to

play a party game at their party and they really want me to play."

I was thinking of little kid's games and said, "A

party game? Won't that be sort of lame?"

Donna hesitated and said, "Well; I don't know.

Sylvia came up with this game called baseball from somewhere; and you

know how Sylvia is. It will probably involve drinking and or someone

taking off their clothes. Sylvia insists that I agree to play; and

Diane said she won t unless I do."

Diane? Drinking and stripping?" I asked. And why

do they care if you play?" I was now curious.

Donna looked a little bit shy and said, "Oh,

God! This is embarrassing, but Sylvia said they want a lot of guys to

play and they think more guys will play if they think they may get to

see my tits."

"How would anyone see your tits?" I asked.

Donna explained, "The game involves drinking,

stripping or other things when various things happen in a baseball

game on television or video. I don't think I believe her, but Sylvia

said that every guy she meets eventually asks her if my tits are

real. She also claims that every man we know will do anything if he

thinks he will get to see my tits. I think she is exaggerating the

fascination with my tits, but she thinks that a lot of single guys

will get in the game, hoping to see them."

I laughed and said, "You do have some terrific

tits, but I am not sure I want to see you showing them off. How is

your reserved sister, Diane, going to participate? I'm sure no one

has seen her tits. What are the other things you have to do in the

game?"

She smiled, "It is like something a guy would

say about a girl after a date. Like a guy might say that he got to

second base with his date. In the game, if the other team gets to

first base, you have to kiss. If they get to second base, you get

felt up. Third base is oral. Home is all the way."

"What?" I said. "You agreed to do this

with a bunch of the campus guys?"

Donna looked worried and said, "Well, yes I told

them I would help them out. They told me that you can always drink or

take off an article of clothing instead of the sex. Once I heard

that, I thought you would let me play. I thought you might take pride

in me showing off a little of what your girl has. And you can play,

too."

I was completely torn about this party game. In some

ways, it was arousing to think about my gorgeous girlfriend showing

off in front of a bunch of guys. My cock was hard as she told me

about it. Even though Donna's body was spectacular, she dressed

rather modestly most of the time. She and her sister had been raised

in a religious home, on a farm. They go to church every Sunday.

I was secretly excited about the prospect of Donna

showing off in front of a bunch of our college friends. On the other

hand, I was madly in love with Donna and felt possessive about her. I

wanted her all to myself. I didn't know what to say.

Finally, I just agreed to do what Donna wanted to do.

I wasn't capable of saying anything that might disappoint or upset

her.

So, I said, "Darling, if you want to play, you

can play. But I don't want you to act too frisky. Just tease the guys

about what we have. Quit when it goes past that. Are those rules okay

with you?"

"Oh, thank you baby! Sylvia and Diane will be so

happy!"

She gave me a big kiss and headed out to class.

I knew that what Sylvia had told Donna about guys

asking about Donna's tits was probably true. Most guys who saw her

asked me about her tits, too. They were nearly too good to be true.

Her massive firm tits were on a skinny frame that did not seem

possible. Most women with large tits were built more like Donna's

sister, Diane, who was somewhat thicker through the hips and stomach

than Donna.

We did not talk too much about the party again until

Friday. Donna told me that she was going to go shopping for new bras

in the nearest city to our little college town. She had told me that

there were few 34F bras for sale in our town. And what she could

find, were styles you might find in a nursing home. She had a hard

time finding them even in the city.

Donna did not have many bras or clothes that fit her.

She was flat-chested until she was a senior in high school. She says

her nickname was "ironing board" and she had resigned

herself to being flat for her whole life. She was even thinking about

plastic surgery.

Then, in less than one year, she started developing

and grew from an A cup to a D, before graduation. Then, during her

freshman year at college, she continued to grow from a double D cup

to her current F cup. Most of her blouses and bras did not come close

to fitting her anymore. As a college student, she did not have enough

money to buy a new wardrobe.

Donna said that Sylvia and Diane wanted her to take

off her top early in the game to get it rolling. Donna was nervous

about that and decided that she needed a new bra if she was going to

show it in public.

I told her that the bras she had were incredibly

sexy. She thanked me, kissed me and said with a worried look on her

face, "I can't believe I have agreed to do this. I am

embarrassed right now just thinking about taking off my blouse in

front of everyone I know."

"I thought the idea was for Sylvia and Diane to

meet guys," I was glad to hear that Diane is finally overcoming

her self-consciousness about her buxom sexy body. "Shouldn't

they be taking off their clothes?" I asked.

Donna smiled and replied, "They will. Sylvia is

convinced that my tits will attract all of the guys. Then, she and

the other girls will jump in. I hope you don't get mad at me."

Then Donna paused and added; Why do girls think I'm so

self-confident? Hell, I'm terrified by the attention my body

attracts?

I hugged her and said, "Donna, you have the body

that every girl wishes they had.

Donna's eyes sparkled at those words. It was like I

was supercharging her self-esteem every time I encouraged her about

her amazing body.

Will you think I'm a cheap slutty whore? Donna asked.

No, I won't get mad at you. It will be sexy to see

you playing the game. Just stop when you need to."

I was not so sure I meant what I said, but after I

had given her the okay to play, I did not think I could get mad if

she played. I was nervous and excited about the game.

Donna wanted me to play too. I thought it would be

fun to mess around with drunk, naked, college girls. I was looking

forward to seeing Sylvia, Diane and their friends in the nude. I knew

Diane's tits would be an awesome sight to see, but I did not know if

it would be smart for me to mess around with Donna's big sister.

I learned more of the rules of the party game from

Sylvia who came by our apartment to tell Donna about the party

planning. Sylvia had recorded some baseball games and had picked one

to use at the party. There would be a girls team and a guys team with

nine players on each team. Each team would be affiliated with one of

the two major league teams on the video.

Each time your team made an out, the players had to

remove one of their allotted 4 items of clothing, or drink 6 ounces

of beer. Each time the other team reached a base, the girls would

pick names out of a hat and would partner up with the guy whose name

they picked. Then, they would do the sex act with their chosen

partner depending on what base the other team's hitter reached. First

base was kissing, second base was getting felt up, third base was

oral and home was all the way in the back bedrooms of the house.

However, any player could avoid the physical act by either drinking a

beer or removing an item of clothing.

This was going to result in a ton of drinking for any

girl who did not want a gang bang. This was especially true if Sylvia

picked a high scoring game. Since slutty Sylvia was clearly

interested in the sex part of the game, I was betting that she picked

a high scoring game.

I didn't want to stop the game, but I had never seen

Donna drink more than 3 cans beers, maybe 4. She would be trashed at

4 beers. I doubted if Diane had ever had 3 beers in one night. Sylvia

had probably had more to drink from time to time, but not many people

could drink the amounts that were going to be required by this game.

I wanted to see Donna and the other girls show off

their bodies. I was proud to have a gorgeous girl like Donna as my

girlfriend and I secretly thought it would be pretty cool if all of

my friends saw her stupendous body. I felt like I was a pervert or

something since I wanted to see the girl who I planned to marry take

off her clothes in front of a bunch of horny guys.

I was excited about the game. However, I could not

help but wonder if Sylvia's baseball game was going to work.

I asked, "Do you girls know how many outs there

are in a baseball game for each team?"

Sylvia laughed and said, "Enough to get us all

pretty drunk and naked!"

I replied, "Yeah, each team gets 27 outs. Not

many people can drink that much beer in a night. Did you really play

this game, Sylvia?"

"Yes, I played, but I didn't really finish the

game. One of the guys may have gotten lucky that night! I, uh; sort

of quit early."

I asked Donna if she was sure she wanted to play this

game with a bunch of people from our college. I was hoping that she

would take this opportunity to back out of the game.

However, Donna looked at Sylvia and said, "I

promised Sylvia and Diane that I would play. Sylvia says the game

will be a lot of fun. I hope it will not be too embarrassing."

Then Donna pleaded with me; Joe, I really need your support for this.

You have to be there for me. Don't worry, baby. Diane and Sylvia have

said that I can quit at any time I want, so I won't have to do too

much with the other guys. Besides, I can always drink instead of

doing the other things."

Donna looked worried to me, but she was determined to

play the game to help the other girls. I was pretty sure that Sylvia

had the rules wrong, but I was not sure I wanted to see them changed.

I was also reasonably sure that all of the girls would soon reach or

exceed their limit on beer and would lose their clothes. It was going

to be a sexy night.

On Saturday, Donna modeled her new bras and matching

panties. We picked a white lacy underwire stretch bra. It was

unbelievably sexy.

As I watched Donna try on the new bras, I was

thinking to myself that living with her was like constantly living in

the middle of a first rate porn movie. A hot chick was constantly

showing me her big tits, or was fucking my brains out. I was having a

hard time remembering why I had said yes to the party game, but I

knew it was too late now.

Donna wore a tight, thin top which was white and made

of some soft, stretchy material. The top was not low cut or overtly

sexy, but the material hugged every inch of Donna's massive tits and

tight stomach. It was awesome.

Diane did work-study at the Dean's office, to offset

part of her college expenses. It seems the home that the college own

for housing visiting lecturers was just vacated. Diane was tasked

with getting contractors to service the home. The crews were starting

on the following Monday, so until then we had a party house!

When we arrived at the house Sylvia and Diane had

access to, we saw that a big crowd was starting to gather. Loud music

was playing and the liquor was flowing. It was still early in the

afternoon.

Donna and the other girls who were planning to play

the baseball game were drinking heavily, trying to get up their

courage. I warned against this, but the nervous girls ignored my

advice. Donna and Sylvia pointed out the other girls who were going

to play. There was also a growing list in both bull pens , in case

someone quits. My friend Ronny was the guys team captain. Sylvia was

the girls captain.

Several were cute girls that I had seen around

college. One was a pleasant surprise. Angie was going to play.

Angie was a year or two older than Donna. Before

Donna came to the campus, Angie was the hottest girl on campus. She

looked like a runway model except she had bigger tits than a fashion

model would. Actually, my friends and I decided that she looked like

a young Kate Upton, one of the swimsuit models for Sports

Illustrated. She was beautiful. She was blonde, slim, pretty and

sexy.

Dee Dee Donna told me that guys were too intimidated

by Angie's beauty, and that she actually did not have many dates. She

also told me that Angie had always wanted to go out with me. I wasn't

sure if she was teasing me, but it was pretty frustrating to hear

that after lusting after Angie for a couple of years

When Donna arrived on campus her freshman year, she

took the place of Angie as the hottest girl at the school. . I figure

Angie was jealous insecure. She probably didn t know what she

wanted, but she wanted whatever Donna had.

They were both pretty and sweet, but Angie's slender

body could not compare with Donna's voluptuous body; hence the

nickname Dee Dee. It refers to her double D bra size. Donna never

did dispel that myth publicly, but she told me; I outgrew my double

dee bras some time ago.

Game time.

I was thinking that this game was going to set some

kind of record for hard cocks if Donna and Angie were both going to

get drunk and take off their clothes.

I saw Donna finishing off her second can of beer. I

hugged her and whispered, "Don't drink too much before the

baseball game starts. You will soon be too drunk to play."

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