Author: Showman
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Summary:Jenny ends up crowd-surfing at the post-tournament party. As she gets passed from hand to hand, her clothes, well, don't!
I went a couple of months ago to a volleyball tournament called "Digs" in Williamsburg, VA. What is interesting about this tournament is the party afterwards. Usually around 9-10pm, a crowd will gather around a DJ booth and start dancing, drinking, and raising cain. Then, girls will be lifted up on guys shoulders and some of them will remove their tops, some will just tease, and some will go completely topless. Any time a girl gets up on a guys shoulders, everyone starts egging her on to "take it off", sometimes chanting. Some women get embarrassed and chicken out. It is a blast, and sometimes some good looking women get topless. Apparently in past years they have played nude coed v-ball, but I wasn't there to see it. This year it was rather cold at night (45 degrees or so) so it turned out to be rather tame.
Anyway, to get to my point. I thought this would make a good Jenny story. Tell me what you think!
Jenny decided to accompany her husband to a volleyball tournament... she didn't play (she wasn't that coordinated), but she enjoyed watching. Her husband played AA-level ball, and she went with him to previous tournaments, but never this one. He told her it would be a real blast. They headed there on Friday to camp for the weekend. Jenny invited Ashley along for the weekend with her boyfriend, who also didn't play, but wanted to get away anyway.
Saturday, the day of the tourney, was a little chilly. Jenny decided to dress in jeans, with a denim button down shirt over a white tank top. She was well aware of her propensity for losing her clothes, and made an effort to cover up more.
She had a thoroughly enjoyable day. Her husband's team did very well, but not well enough to come off the net into the divisional tournament. She enjoyed watching all of the volleyball players do their thing, and a lot of them were enjoying watching her. She later joined Ashley and her husband in a game of friendly volleyball. A little crowd gathered at the sight of Jenny bouncing around on the court, her breasts jiggling underneath her shirt. She had removed her denim shirt, and was now playing in just her tank top. She had a slight incident which happened when she went up to hit the ball. She came down in the net and slipped, falling to her knees, but the bottom of her tank top got caught on a protruding rope end in the net and remained snagged as she slipped. Her top was pulled up above her breasts and caught her arms and tangled them above her head. Her cry of embarrassment rang out as she struggled to get free, her bra-clad breasts exposed for all to see. She finally stood up and pulled her top free and down. That was the end of that game! She stormed off in embarrassment to her tent.
She only came out later when her husband mentioned going to a party. That might cheer her up. Dressed back in her denim shirt, they walked to the fields yet again.
Around the DJ booth there were thousands of people! It was a mob scene! People were dancing everywhere. They joined in dancing, laughing and talking. Occasionally she saw girls get up on someone's shoulders, and the crowd would cheer for some reason. One of the girls even took off her shirt!
Still, she thought it might be fun to be on her husbands shoulders. She whispered to him, and after he exchanged a quick glance with Ashley, lifted Jenny high on his shoulders. Ashley then had her boyfriend do the same.
The sight of Jenny up on someone's shoulders brought a sudden unexpected cheer from the surrounding crowd. She raised her hands up in the air and waved them around in rhythm with the music to the delight of the crowd. Her rhythmic movements brought cheers and whistles from the thousand guys that were around. Then, faintly she could hear someone chanting something, and as the chant rose in volume, she was startled to hear "TAKE IT OFF! TAKE IT OFF!" being chanted over and over in rhythm with the music. She suddenly became self conscious of her position on her husbands shoulders. She reached down and tapped him on the face, and tried to yell over the noise of the crowd, "Let me down!", but instead, he grabbed her wrists and held onto them firmly. She looked around as the crowd began to roar. It took her a moment to realize that Ashley had reached around her and was unbuttoning her shirt!
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" she yelled to no avail. Ashley continued until every last button was undone, then ignoring Jenny's pleas, pulled the shirt apart and off her shoulders, letting it fall to her waist, leaving Jenny with a white tanktop over her bra. She struggled against her husband's grasp, but couldn't free herself to hide the fact that the bumps of her hardened nipples could be seen poking out through the tight tanktop. The crowd kept cheering Ashley on, and to Jenny's horror, she continued. Jenny was already beyond embarassement, she was more in a flushed daze as she felt Ashley's hands on her shoulders begin sliding the straps of her top off her shoulders. Clarity suddenly came to Jenny as she realized her bra was about to be exposed. "NO! STOP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!..." she pleaded as her top was slowly pulled lower and lower until the top part of her lacyw hite bra could be seen. Then the slow downward progression of her top stopped. "Please... no more... !"
Ashley yelled out to the crowd, "What, more?" as she heard several guys booing since she stopped the slow strip. Jenny screamed out as she felt Ashley grab both straps of her top and jerk them down to her waist, exposing her white lacy bra covered breasts to everyone. The roar of the crowd was deafening as Jenny struggled. She was in embarrassed horror. Her nipples were almost visible through the lacy material and were excruciatingly hard as her breasts jiggled around with her struggles. The crowd was ecstatic as Ashley reached up and began to play with the straps of Jenny's bra, playfully pulling them off her shoulders and back up. They cheered wildly as she finally pulled them off her shoulders and began to very slowly pull them lower and lower, the tops of each cup starting to curl downward as the straps tugged at them. Jenny was now frantically begging Ashley to stop, and she did just short of Jenny's nipples being exposed. The crowd roar was still deafening, and was intermixed with booing as Jenny retained a smidgeon of modesty. Ashley yelled into Jenny's ear "I'll stop there... for the moment!" Jenny felt a wave of relief come over her as the tortuous strip came to a halt, but her husband would not let go of her wrists! He just kept turning her around and displaying her sexy predicament to everyone.
The crowd roar was slowly subsiding, and was replaced by booing as they didn't get what they wanted. Jenny's blush was just about to subside as well when suddenly, without warning, a guy in front of her jumped and grabbed at the strap of her bra. She screamed as he snagged it and jerked it down, fully exposing one breast with it's hardened and crinkled nipple. Then another guy jumped and jerked the other strap down, pulling her bra with it down to her waist. Her breasts were now on display for all to see! The crowd went crazy at the sight of her magnificent melons with their long, rock-hard nipples poking out at them. Her husband wouldn't relax the grip he had on her wrists. She was dying from embarrassment as the loud cheering and whistling continued at the vision of her naked breasts. Dozens of hands were reaching for her, and suddenly she was pulled from her husband's shoulders. A bunch of guys lifted her up above the crowd and slowly began to pass her along on her back, her arms were pulled above her head and not allowed to cover her breasts that were now jutting into the cold night air. The spotlight of the DJ was playing over her half-naked form, and was squarely on her as she was flipped over onto her stomach! A dozen hands immediately went to her breasts and she couldn't stop them as she felt her breasts being felt up and her nipples tweaked. Her arms were held firmly over her head by several hands, and she couldn't stop the roaming hands that explored her body. Her breasts were being felt up and her nipples were constantly pinched, teased, and tweaked until she thought they would burst.
"Nooooo... P-Please..." she begged when she felt several hands tugging at her shorts. No one listened to her pleas for help as her shorts were unbuttoned, unzipped, and slowly pulled down her long slender legs, past her knees, and then completely off. Her panties were now being tugged on, and she screamed yet again when they began the slow journey down her legs. Her pussy was now exposed to the hands that supported her, the hands that were firmly holding her arms above her head, the hands that were spreading her legs apart...