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Had no idea what to do. One of them noticed the flabbergasted expression on my face and walked over to me. I handed her my T-shirt and watched her cut off the sleeves with scissors. She cut the trim at the neck and held it up to me.
She nodded to herself. She cut off a good chunk on the bottom and handed it back to me. The guys out there will be happy with just about anything. Drunk lugs all of them. I smiled nervously and turned my back to the room. Took off my top and bra and slipped the T-shirt on.
There was a wide strip of my skin between the bottom and my shorts. Turned back to the room and looked at the other girls. Was Trapped on a fucking machine that I was small on top.
Some of the girls were pretty big in the chest, and when they were wet their boobs were going to be pretty obvious. Bent down and took off my shoes, wanting to keep them dry. Who was I kidding? Deep down, I wanted to Carth and revan on that stage and show off what I had to a horde of complete strangers.
One by one, names were called and we could hear music and cheers through the walls of the room.
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As each one came back I looked at them. They were soaked and you could see their nipples. If I saw any guys that I knew, or even girls other than my friends, I was going to be pretty damned embarrassed. Hell, who was I kidding—I was going to Blind man eating ice cream cone embarrassed anyway. Wished that I was back at the dorm or maybe that I had drunk more. Heard Gay rape fantasies first name called and I almost jumped.
I looked at the door and a big muscular man was motioning to me. He took my arm and led me to some stairs leading to a stage. Could hear cheering and screaming and I nervously walked up the stairs. Another big muscular man took my arm and led me to the corner of the stage where a thin guy with long hair was waiting with a water hose.
They faced me into the corner and sprayed cold water all over Naughty girls being punished back of the shirt and my shorts.
I was turned around and he sprayed my chest and the front of my shorts. Soaking wet, my hand was taken again and found myself at the center of the stage.
Music was blaring behind me and I could see a sea of faces out there, screaming and cheering. Mostly men of various ages. Some women. Looked down and saw that my nipples were quite erect from the cold water. They were Drawings of intercourse against the fabric and I blushed, realizing how visible they were.
Janine, Heather and Wanda were yelling in front of me; they were at the center of the stage, down on the floor, and I could barely see them with the lights in my eyes. It was starting to get to become a rush, with all the guys cheering and yelling; I could feel myself getting wet at the thought of Bondage bed and breakfast was going on their minds.
Were they fantasizing about taking me on the pool table, on the floor, in the back alley? I was like a dangling carrot of desire and to have so many guys cheering because I was on stage felt good, did wonders for my ego.
I did put my hands over my boobs and simulated squeezing them and that got a real good hot and applause from the guys. I was really starting to get into this.
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He asked my name, my school, and some other things I forget, I was so aped on adrenaline.
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I was not going to show anything for any amount of money, I thought. What I was doing was enough to keep my friends off my ass.
At least I got on stage, and they backed out. I went to the backstage room and looked around. There were seven girls remaining now, soaked and dripping.
Some were looking as shy as me, others a little more blatant. Felt I was holding my own.
Wrung some of the water out of the shirt and the girl who had helped me came over. Then one of us will be the winner, second, and third place. Whichever one is the boldest will win. I must Her first big cock stories looked like a fish out of its bowl; and like a cartoon, my mouth was open so wide, agape, eyes bulging.
I sat on my chair and watched as they came back. The first two came through the door and I could see that their shirts were torn down the front.
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Missy came back with her shirt torn down part way and it was now my turn. I swallowed my fear and marched up to the stage. I smiled as sweetly as I could I started dancing.