Busty girlfriend plays a sexy party game.

In 3 parts, based on a post by ret 123. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

About Donna

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 midwestern 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.”

Gametime

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."

She laughed and said, "I may get too drunk to keep my clothes on!"

After about an hour, the crowd had gotten fairly large and the party was in full swing. I saw Sylvia and Diane going around the party recruiting people they wanted to be in the game. Some were my friends from the football team.

Sylvia turned down the music and explained the rules of the baseball game. The crowd seemed even more enthusiastic than I expected. However, I should not have been surprised, since I heard Sylvia telling several guys that Donna and Angie were going to play. The house was now packed. Ronny & Sylvia went through the waiting lists of guys & girls wanting in on the game. Ronny approved 13 of the girls to Sylvia’s bullpen, and Sylvia approved 18 guys to Ronny’s bullpen.

I was anxious to see how this game would go.

Except for Sylvia, who was a fun-loving, slutty girl; the girls that I knew who were playing were all sweet, fairly innocent acting girls from small towns. Donna, Diane, Angie and several of the other girls I knew were from towns with populations under 1,000. If this group started to strip and have sex during the game, it was going to be amazing.

Sylvia announced that the baseball game we were going to watch was between Kansas City and Oakland, several weeks ago. The guys were aligned with KC and the girls were aligned with Oakland. I thought that was an odd choice because we were not near either city and most people would not know anything about either team.

However, Sylvia is pretty shrewd. I knew there must be a reason for the selection of this game. Suddenly, it hit me. Kansas City was one of the best teams in the American League that year and Oakland was having a terrible season. I was betting that Sylvia had given the girls a team that will give up a lot of runs in the game. All the better if you are a girl who wants to act slutty with new guys. I wasn't sure it was good for me or my tipsy girlfriend, since I hoped to still be in a committed relationship when this party is over..

Donna was a happy girl when she was drunk. I could tell when she had too much to drink because she would constantly smile and laugh. She had a big smile on her face as the game started. She looked beautiful with her bright smile and big blue eyes.

I liked the guys who Sylvia had recruited to play the game ,with one exception. Someone had invited a second or third team linebacker from our college team, named Josh. My friends and I all thought that Josh was an asshole. He was arrogant with no good reason, and was a sarcastic jerk most of the time. I couldn't believe he was invited.

I asked Donna why Josh was at the party. She laughed and said, "Sylvia invited him. She heard he is very well endowed and she wants to see it!"

I said, "Great! We have to deal with a prick because he has a big prick!"

Donna giggled. "Please be nice. This party is important to my friend and my sister. The girls want to see you too! I have told them all about you. Maybe you can get naked at the same time I do. That way, I might not be so embarrassed."

I said, "Sweetheart, nobody will be looking at me if you are naked in the room!"

She giggled again and said, "Don't be too sure. There are girls here who might be very interested. I hope Angie doesn't make a move on you during the game. She has always liked you."

I did not really believe that and said, "She sure did a good job of hiding that from me, until you started dating me."

Donna had a pouty look on her face and said, "Are you sorry that you are not with Angie instead of me? She is really pretty."

"Oh no!" I said. "I love you and you are the only girl I want."

She kissed my cheek and said, "I am so glad. I love you too, with all of my heart!"

One of the guys I brought to the party for the baseball game was Tyrone Johnson. He was our quarterback and one of the nicest guys on the team. Tyrone was a tall, muscular, black guy who was recruited from rural Georgia. Tyrone was funny and a great guy, whose dad was a country pastor. I persuaded Sylvia to include Tyrone by telling her that Tyrone was the best endowed guy on the team.

Sylvia's face turned red and she gulped as she said that she would include Tyrone in the game. I knew from some of my friends, as well as Donna, that Sylvia loved to fuck. I had been told she was a screamer. From seeing Tyrone in the locker room, I knew that Sylvia and the other girls would be impressed with Tyrone's equipment.

Tyrone said something funny when I told him about the game. He said, "Are you sure you white guys aren't going to jump the black guy, for trying to fuck the white women?"

I laughed and said, "You better watch out all night long!"

He then said, "Are you letting that fine looking girlfriend of yours play this game?"

I said, "Yes, but she is going to drop out before it gets too heavy."

He laughed and said, "I didn't think you would let her go too far. I wouldn't either, if I was you. If your girl drops out, I hope that blonde chick, Angie, stays in the game."

The other guys in the game were friends of mine from the football team including my former roommate, Mark. Mark was a giant offensive tackle who was one of the best players on the team and one of the wildest guys I ever met.

Mark loved to have fun. He even had fun at his part-time job as a bouncer at a local bar. One night, Mark broke up a dangerous fight in the bar by turning a pool table over on a guy with a knife. He was big, strong and about half crazy. I was glad he was my friend.

My best buddies, Ronny and Shawn, were lined up to play. Most girls at school were hot for Shawn who was a tall, muscular guy with long blonde hair. I knew that Shawn did not give a damn about the girls at school because of a great girlfriend he had back home. However, he would fuck around with drunk chicks if they threw themselves at him(which happened all the time).

As the game began, I was amused by the idea that these basically modest, nice girls were going to actually play this drinking sex game. I even told Ronny that he better pay attention to the early rounds of this game because I was predicting that the girls would all quit before anybody had much in the way of sexual contact.

The game started with each side cheering for their team. Everyone, especially the girls, was drinking heavily. Donna looked awesome in her tight white blouse as she stood with the other girls. I was nervous about this game.

Just before we started the game, Donna had whispered to me that Sylvia and Diane wanted her to go first. Then, she giggled and said, "Would you like it if I let these boys see my new bra?"

I was thinking about the delicate white lace and the massive cleavage and was none too sure I wanted her to take off her blouse at all. However, I said, "Sure, baby, if you want to."

She kissed me and said, "You are so sweet. I can't wait until we get home tonight!"

I looked longingly at her big hooters as she joined the other girls.

The girl's team, the Oakland A's, batted first and the first batter struck out. The guys cheered and the girls all began to drink beer out of large plastic cups. I watched Donna and she did not begin to drink. She stood in the middle of the other girls with a smile on her face. I was sure she would start drinking.

Instead, Donna walked to the front of the group of girls, grabbed the bottom of her tight, white blouse and pulled it quickly over her head. For a second, the room was silent. Then, it erupted into a roar. A large drunken crowd had gathered around the players and everyone was screaming as Donna removed her blouse and stood before us wearing a lacy, white bra and tight blue jeans.

When Donna pulled her blouse over her tits, her tits were pulled up and were bouncing in front of her as she stood before us smiling. Her tits continued to bounce as she stood there with her top concealing her face. She held it there for a few more seconds, while she bounced on her toes for full effect. Then she pulled the top all the way off and held it with one stretched harm, while smiling & soaking in the crowd’s approval. Her eyes were locked on me, seeking my approval. I beamed her a smile & a ‘thumbs up’. Then she slowly turned a full circle & the crowd roar got even louder, even though she was not bouncing. It was incredibly sexy.

The girls all looked shocked that Donna had started stripping so quickly, and the guys were all making horny, animalistic noises. My buddy Ronny shouted to me that I was the luckiest guy in the world to be dating her. I shouted my agreement. I was also sure I didn’t want to share my luck with a bunch of drunk guys.

I had played some beer pong games where girls took off their clothes if they lost. It was fun, but the girls would always try to completely cover themselves with their hands and arms. Donna just stood straight up and made no attempt to hide her giant cleavage or her sexy, delicate bra. She just stood up straight and smiled at all of her admirers.

My cock was as hard as a rock, but I felt sick to my stomach at the same time. I loved the idea that all of the guys from school were seeing how sexy my girlfriend was. But, I was nervous that I was fucking up by letting them all think she was easy or a slut. It was an immediate thrill, but with a gut-check of a high price to be paid.

I thought of Donna as pure and innocent. I completely believed that we had a special love and that we were going to get married and stay married for the rest of our lives. Despite this, I still had a perverted side that made me want to see her act a little slutty in front of my friends. It was pretty cool to have the hottest girl at our university. I swung from one emotion to the other.

I calmed myself by remembering that Donna loved me and she said she would get out of this game if she needed to. However, it suddenly occurred to me that Donna had stripped down naked at my apartment and fucked my brains out on the first night we met at a party at my house. It hit me that she might not be as pure as the mental image I had of her. I had always thought of her actions that first night as love at first sight, but now I was questioning that thought.

Silvia turned the edited video of the ball game back on and the Oakland player hit a pop fly. The other girls did not want to be upstaged by Donna again. So, Angie, Sylvia, Diane and a girl I did not know all jumped up to remove their shirts. Donna laughed at them and pulled off her jeans revealing her tiny white panties that matched her bra. When she bent forward to pull off her jeans, Donna gave the crowd a great look down the top of her bra as her tits hung in front of her. When the guys started yelling about her cleavage, Donna did not stand up, cover up or move. She just looked at all the guys and laughed at them while continuing to tug the tight denim, & show them her beautiful cleavage.

Donna's panties were small, feminine and very sexy. Her ass looked great in the little panties. Her hips were much smaller than her bust. The effect was stunning.

Angie was clearly used to being the center of male attention and you could tell by her face that she was not happy about being forced to play second fiddle to Donna. She unbuttoned her blouse and showed her sexy push-up bra to the crowd which showed its appreciation, but not as loudly as they had for Donna. Angie had great tits. They were either C or D cups. She looked as good as I imagined she would look.

This game had not started the way Sylvia and Diane had envisioned. The girls who hosted the game were being ignored with Donna and Angie in the room. However, they were determined to get in the game and both pulled off their tops. Sylvia's slender body and nicely tanned tits looked good in her bra.

Diane's giant tits drew some attention and comments. Diane looked embarrassed as she took off her conservative(and not very flattering) blouse. Diane was shorter and thicker than her sister, but she looked like two giant tits with legs. Her black underwire stretch lace bra was enormous and she turned bright red when she pulled off her blouse. I had always thought of Diane as a prude sort of librarian kind of girl, so seeing her actually take off her top was exciting. Diane tried to cover her tits with her hands and squealed with embarrassment, but she could not hide her enormous jugs. Within seconds her large stiff nipples became very defined.

As I looked at Diane without her blouse, I concluded her tits were actually as big or bigger than her little sister. Her tits were nice and round and looked soft. They rode a little lower than Donna's, but they were huge and looked great. I couldn't think of a bra size bigger than Donna's F cups, but I was guessing that Diane's bra was probably a little bigger. Donna was much more attractive overall, but Diane was right with her in the big jug department.

Everyone continued to drink even when it wasn't required for the game. I was drunk, but I still realized the game could easily get out of control. We were still in the first inning.

The next Oakland batter, to the wonderment of us all, hit a single. The girls cheered and started asking the guys to show some skin.

Mark, who was clearly drunk, turned to us and said, "Let's show these girls some cock! We don't give a damn who sees us."

He then pulled down his jeans and boxers revealing his cock to the crowd. The girls cheered and all the rest of us took off our pants & undies, too. I sort of liked showing my cock to the crowd. I noticed Sylvia openly staring at Tyrone's cock when he pulled that big snake out of his pants. It was enormous and Sylvia was looking at it like a dog eyes a bone.

In the bottom half of the first, Kansas City hit a home run and then a double. The guys were going wild, but half of the girls just drank back to back beers. Angie & Diane dropped their pants, to try to keep up with my Donna. Several of the girls looked like they were well past their limit, including Donna. Those two beer servings by themselves exceeded Donna's normal drinking limit.

Then, the next Kansas City batter hit a line drive single into left. The guys cheered and the girls quickly decided to kiss the guys rather than drink or strip. The girls grabbed names out of a hat quickly and went to their chosen player on the other team.

Angie drew my name and approached me wearing only her sexy 2 piece cami & tap pant lingerie outfit, and a big smile. Angie immediately slipped into my arms without hesitation and started passionately kissing me. My naked cock got hard as she stuck her tongue deep in my mouth and pressed her crotch hard against me. She was hot!

She kissed me a long time and then whispered in my ear, "I want to take you to the back room later and give myself to you."

I didn't know what to say, so I said, "That would be nice."

She said, "Should I ask Donna if you can fuck me?"

I immediately panicked at the thought of Angie saying that to my girlfriend. Donna was sensitive about Angie and a little jealous of her. So, I said, "No, please don't say anything to Donna."

I later realized that Angie took that as confirmation that I wanted to fuck her without Donna knowing. She again passionately kissed me with her tongue down my throat until the 2 minute time limit was up. Angie really wanted to intimidate Donna, and that’s why she wanted so badly to say something to rattle Donna’s nerves.

I looked up in time to see that Donna had drawn that creep, Josh. She was pulling back from him and trying to get his hand off of one of her tits. He obviously had been kissing and feeling up my girl through her bra. That turned my stomach. He grabbed Donna's ass as she walked back to the girl's side. She just smiled at him as she did. She gave me a funny look. Donna clearly was not ready to deal with assholes like Josh.

To be continued in part 2, by ret 123 for Literotica.