Blackmail of the Boobs
We play volleyball every Friday night at a great bar with a few lighted courts
in back. It's a great place because we always drink between, and sometimes
during games. But somehow the games are fairly competitive. Most of the players
in the league have played since before high school and have been playing
consistenly since then.
Susan is a girl on my volleyball team. We've been playing on the team for almost
3 years now. She's dating our team captain, but I only recently learned that she
won't let that stop her from having some fun. She's about 5'8", medium length
dark brown hair, an athletic body, and doesn't let her 36D tits stop her from
playing as well as anyone on our team.
We play in a southern city, so we play outside practically year-round. It gets a
little nippy at times, but the beer keeps us all warm, happy, and usually
flirty.
Susan isn't the only girl on the team, we have 3 guys and 3 girls. But Susan is
the apple of my eye. For the first few years we played together, she wore
t-shirts and shorts, but was pretty conservative. The t-shirts were usually
tight around her neck, so I had never even seen her great cleavage untill a few
weeks ago. I'm not sure what it was, but she's now wearing tank tops and bikini
tops.
I was curious as to why the change happened, and I was gonig to find out.
Her boyfriend had been on a few business trips recently, so we had to rearrange
our rotation during the games. I managed to get into a spot next to Susan and
she was really setting me well as my spikes really improved dramatically. She
was excited too, and started to come over to congratulate me after every solid
hit.
I'd get the kill and turn around to Susan's wide-open arms with her incredible
chest right there for the taking. We'd hug briefly, and she'd squeeze me tight.
I could feel 'em, and I know my shorts tented out a few times, but I didn't hide
it from her. I made it a part of the hug.
In between games last week, Susan was covered in sand from the previous game.
She sat there unaware of my stare, brushing off her chest and pulling out her
top to get all of that sand inside her boob-supporting cups. She had been
drinking quite a bit by that point, and must have just lost track of where she
was. Because she pulled out one of her tits right there at the picnic table. I
looked around and no one else had seen it as they were either hitting the ball
or going for another pitcher.
I looked back to see her wiping off her left nipple when she suddenly became
aware of where she was. Terror filled her white face. She froze with her supple,
slightly sandy breast in her hand. I smiled and asked her if the other one
needed some cleaning. Then she quickly tucked it into her top and blushed. She
didn't know what to say, so she said nothing and the next game began.
After my first spike of the following game, Susan came over and hugged me and
whispered into my ear, "That's between us, right?" and then pulled back to look
at my face to receive my answer. I smiled, winked, and replied, "Of course. As
long as I can see the other one before the night's over."
She was a little shocked, but a smile covered Susan's face and knew she had to
agree. Hey, I had to get a little more of this situation, right? It was a great
opportunity.
The games eventually ended, and we each had downed a pitcher more by that time.
The rest of the team went home, and Susan stayed at a table with me.
We talked about whatever came to our minds, as beer can often do to a
conversation. But we weren't talking about the inevitable. The other 36D that
was still to come.
After about 45 more minutes had passed, she look me in the eyes and asked, "So,
how is it gonna happen?" I smiled and thought about my options.
"You understand," I began, "That I'll have to see them both at the same time.
Not just a quick look at the other one."
Susan smiled, "Go on...?"
"I love the sight of wet tits. And I've been waiting a couple of years to see
yours, so we're gonna do this right." I looked down and played with my beer mug
and thought. "There's a hose in the parking lot next to the building, we're
gonna go there in a few minutes and you'll hose yourself down...head-to-toe. I
want your wet, wet, wet, your shorts drenched, and your top completely soaked.
When I tell you to, and it doesn't matter if other people are around, you'll
remove your top and expose your tits to me right there."
I felt her toes begin to work their way up my leg under the table as I told her
the deal. She didn't seem to be objecting. Eventually her foot was in my crotch
feeling my already hard cock.
"After you take off your top, hand it to me and continue hosing yourself down.
I'll let you have your top back after you come over to me and let me rub your
swelling, dripping tits."
Susan didn't say a word as she got up, went to the bar, ordered two shots and
brought them over to me.
"Slippery Nipples...appropriate, don't you think?" She laughed and handed mine
to me as we downed the drinks and walked outside.
She had a big smile on her face that she was obviously trying to hide but wasn't
doing so well. She led the way to the side of the building and we found the
hose. There were three open parking spots right there, so it was pretty wide
open for what was about to happen there. I turned on the hose and handed it to
her as I stepped back and looked on.
The obviously cold water began to flow and she flinched as she pulled away after
testing the water on her toes. She looked at me with fear and then broke into a
loud laugh. "Are you kidding me?!" She yelled.
I told her to get down to business, and she reluctantly did, beginning with her
beautiful, silky legs. Her bare feet tightened up into two little fists as the
cold water cascaded over her calves and then over her thighs. She looked up at
me before she took the hose and buried it into her shorts. They turned dark from
the water pulsing through and were instantly soaked, with water splashing
everywhere from within her panties.
Susan closed her eyes and enjoyed the rush, and to her there were no longer
people around her but the two of us.
Her nipples were already hard, and her erect flesh was poking through her top
before the water even touched it. Then it did. The skin of her chest was
glistening in the parking lot lights and she took time to stick the hose inside
each cup of her skimpy top.
She then held the hose over her head and her hair fell flat with wetness. She
was drenched head-to-toe.
After a few seconds she dropped the hose and reached behind her to undo her top.
It was a formerly light blue, now dark blue bikini top that showed a little of
her tit flesh on each side of the cups. Her hands were shaking from the cold
water and she wasn't able to release the clasp that would free her boobs there
in that little bar parking lot. She asked me to help.
I walked over and told her to face me because I did want to miss the initial
unveiling of those swelling beauties. She reached down into my shorts as I
reached behind her. I found the clasp right away, but with her hands on my
erection, I wasn't in a hurry to step away from that...even if her hands were
freezing.
I eventually undid her top and peeled it off each tit. She was beaming and was
totally turned on by the interaction. I lifted the top over her head and stepped
back. There she was, topless and glistening with water and goosebumps from
head-to-toe. She picked up the hose and began drenching herself again. It was a
beautiful sight.
Amazingly, no one else was there to see it along with me. People just kept
inside the building and no one had to head home at the time. Fine with me, but
maybe she wanted someone else to see her. I think that was the case.
She began to walk over to place her aroused tits in my hands, and then she
stopped. She shrugged her shoulders and then bent over and took off her shorts
and panties. Unbelievable!!
She threw them off to the side and walked over to me, rubbed her pussy against
my leg, and I held and rubbed her tits for a few minutes.
Eventually, she reached into my shorts again, where I had put her bikini top,
and she pulled it out along with a few tugs of my boy. She put it on, left her
shorts and panties behind, and after giving me a goodnight kiss, she walked home
with just her top on.
She only lived a few blocks away, but she was going to enjoy every second of the
rest of that moment. She just decided to take that moment home with her.
I picked up her panties and shorts and drove over to her house to make sure she
got home safely. She saw me pull up just before she walked into her place. She
took off her top one more time, threw it onto the hood of my car, and walked
inside totally nude.
And it all started with an accidental exposed tit. I can't wait until her
boyfriend's next business trip.
