Chicken Fracas

Tinny and Bailey's partners rubbernecked at the pair of naked breasts that bounced ten feet away. Thane Taulsen and Rusty Ridge's college roommate both had similar and dissimilar reactions. Both gawked in awe at the tanned tits topped with light pink nipples and the ivory pair with light brown peaks. For the stranger to Honey Hollow, the breasts were breasts, but for Thane, they came with an extra thrill. The younger brother of Topaz Taulsen, a former cheerleading captain, Thane had long had it drilled into his head that the Sugarbees couldn't be trusted. Yet, now he wanted to drill a different head into the two topless girls.

"What the fuck, Fred?" Talissa Breese screamed, throwing her hands over her boobs.

"I think those pale pillows need some sun," Fred yelled as Shayla chased him back to the shore.

While Fred raced in that direction, Monty, his partner-in-crime, swam farther out into the lake, veering toward the south.

"Dammit, Kirk, get my top!" the alabaster-skinned dancer yelled at the referee, moving to cover her nakedness with one arm as she pointed.

"Hold up, Talissa," Didi Bing interrupted her squadmate, peering down at her tan twins. "This might be a good thing."

"A good thing? My boobs are going to fry in the sun!" Talissa shot back, glancing down at what she considered her delicate, creamy tits.

"Hey, Ridge, turn this way more," Eddie Laffont instructed Didi's partner while he attempted to peer up at Talissa's tits.

"Shut it, Eddie," his partner ordered, slapping his head back down.

"You see, Lissa. That reaction works for us," Didi said, motioning to across where the opposing two young men appeared hypnotized by the naked flesh.

"Oh! You might be right."

"I am right. Let's do this fast and then get our tops," Didi replied. Turning toward Kirk, the male referee, she added, "We're ready."

"Oh, hell, no!" Tinny exclaimed. "I'm not losing because of your tits."

"Here we go," Bridget commented from the pier. Next to her, Cassie seemed unsure what her friend meant.

They, along with the rest of the spectators, watched as the impetuous brunette reached behind her back. Unfastening the back of her orange, strapless bikini top, Tinny tossed it to the side. Proudly sitting up straight, the highflyer of the cheer squad arched her back, causing cheers from the guys on the shoreline.

"Whoa!" Tinny's partner exclaimed as he noticed the orange bikini float by. "Are you sure?"

"Yep! I'm not going to let them out think us."

"Tinsley Day, you get dressed, right this instance!" shrieked a horrified Cassie. Next to her, Bridget covered her face to hide her laughter.

"It's fine, Cass," Tinny assured her friend.

"It is not fine! You're naked!" Cassie yelled back.

"I'm only topless," the petite brunette turned to face both referees as Shalya returned to join Kirk. "I'm ready."

With three pairs of medium-sized breasts exposed, a few spectators got greedy. They eyed up the remaining teen in her one-piece swimsuit and her well-endowed chest.

"Pull your top down, Bailey!"

"Don't be a spoilsport, Thirlby!"

"Free those bombs!"

"Bailey's bombs! Bailey's bombs!"

The shy, body-conscious sophomore's skin turned as pink as Didi's nipples under the attention. As the catcalls and chants increased in their graphic content, Bailey began to shake in embarrassment.

"Ignore them, Bailey," Tinny told the upset girl.

"Leave her alone," Calum yelled back at the crowd from his spot near the beach.

"Oww!" screeched Morgan Barrow after Sela hauled off and slapped him. Gabby followed up with a swift kick to his ass.

"I-I can't," Bailey sputtered, her head shaking as she became overwhelmed.

"It's okay, just breathe and block them out," Tinny worked to soothe her.

"Shut up, assholes!" Thane bellowed from below the busty ex-sophomore.

"No, I can't do this. I just can't," Bailey cried out. "Let me down."

The crowd quieted as the humiliated teen hopped off her crouching partner's back. Crying, she wadded through the water as a new round of shouts sounded, led by Tinny.

"Way to go, fuckers!" the petite brunette accented her anger with a middle finger that she waved at the shore.

"Poor Bailey," Cassie said, wiping a tear.

With her heart going out to the tearful girl, Bridget started to stand up but stopped as she saw another person react first. Sela had moved over to meet her distant cousin. Wrapping Bailey up in a warm hug, she spoke softly in her ear, eventually calming the younger girl down.

"I guess that means I win by forfeit," Didi stated, shrugging her shoulders.

"Gawd, can you not be a selfish bitch for once?" her daredevil nemesis shot back with contempt.

"I'm just stating the obvious!"

"Uh, are you guys still ready?" Kirk questioned, not sure what to do. Sharp nods answered his question.

"I don't want to lose," Tinny whispered to her partner.

"I can tell. Hold on tight. I got a plan," he whispered back as Talissa and Eddie advanced. "I'm going to move a lot."

"Hey, Rusty's roommate, like what you see?" Talissa teased, cupping the porcelain skin of her bare breasts. Despite her concern over burning the delicate skin, she'd decided to momentarily embrace Didi's idea.

"I want to see," her partner stated, straining to turn his head and get a better look at what bounced above him.

"Dammit, Eddie, pay attention," the Sugarbee directed.

"Let me see!" Eddie begged, slurring the last word.

"Now!"

Tinny crossed her legs and held onto the head of the guy she had only met earlier in the day. He surprised her by hopping to their left, then backward, and finally to their right. Impressed by his agility with her on his shoulders, Tinny loved the look of surprise on Talissa's face, along with Eddie's confusion.

"What are you doing?" asked the scion of the prominent Laffont family.

"Playing the chicken," the other guy responded, hopping forward to stand next to their opponents.

"Woohoo!" Tinny screamed, throwing her arm into the air to mimic a cowgirl. A topless cowgirl.

"Way to go, Tin!" Bridget cheered, laughing as Eddie struggled to turn around as her best friend and her partner hopped behind their opponents.

Laughing at her partner's tactic, Tinny noticed a new sensation. The jumping around, combined with how she clung to him, had led to her groin bouncing against the back of her partner's neck. Instead of an uncomfortable feeling from the banging, the motion performed the opposite. As he jumped them around Talissa and Eddie, the brunette held in a moan by biting her lip.

"Stop that!" Talissa ordered. "You're supposed to be fighting us, not acting like Bugs Bunny!"

"Hold on." The whispered warning caused Tinny to whimper even before they moved.

A long moan escaped her mouth as Tinny's pussy rocked again into his neck. The growing sensation caused her to cling even tighter and clench her teeth. With her breathing becoming more ragged and uneven, the athletic girl began to grow worried that if she orgasmed, she'd fall and lose. Can't cum yet. Need to win.

"Has Tin been drinking a lot?" Cassie questioned Bridget. "She's acting odd."

"Move it, Eddie!" Talissa commanded as the other pair stopped, having nearly completed an entire trip around them.

"I don't feel that good," her **** partner admitted. All the sudden motions and turning in a circle caused Eddie to sway.

"Stay still then," Talissa directed, already not happy with the game. She never even wanted to be in the sun, and that was before she'd had her top pulled off. Plus, she ended up getting teamed with a guy she didn't care for. "You better not--ahhh!"

Sections of the crowd roared as the duo fell over into the water with a loud splash. Kirk rushed over to pull the drunk, flailing Eddie out of the water before he drowned. At the same time, Talissa grabbed her top back from Shayla. Putting it on, she glared at the victorious pair that towered above her.

"Stupid people," she grumbled. "We're supposed to play chicken, not Frogger."

"I like the arcade reference, but I preferred the cartoon one more," the guy that Talissa tried to steal away from Tinny commented. With Tinny still on his shoulders, bragging about how they won without even touching their opponent, her partner turned back to face Talissa. "That's because my name is Toone."

---

"Are you okay, Addison?" Bridget inquired, noticing that the college brunette and her boyfriend had swum over to the dock she sat on.

"That blonde is a crazy bitch," Glenn replied for his girlfriend. "People in Honey Hollow sure are angry at each other."

"Now, honey, you don't know the history between these people. Some of the bad blood goes back generations," Addison informed her boyfriend, who grew up in a small town west of Rattle Ridge. "And I'll be okay, Bridget. Sela only shoved me a few times. My accidental slap might give her a red cheek for tomorrow."

"Let's hope not. We have plans tomorrow and don't need her in a pissy mood," Bridget commented.

"Sorry in advance," Addison replied as Glenn wrapped his arms around her from behind.

While the couple turned to watch the teams line up for the second round, Bridget scanned the shoreline. Tinny nodded like a scolded schoolgirl at Cassie's lecture. The well-behaved girl of their trio had left Bridget's side to admonish their spunkier friend for taking her top off. As nearly always, Cassie explained her issue with Tinny's behavior in a calm, friendly manner. There were only a few exasperated words or gestures. That method usually worked best on Tinsley and Bridget.

"Uh, hey, Bridget," a hesitant voice from behind her on the pier.

"Hi, Coy," Bridget greeted the school's star athlete. "Tough luck on losing."

"Yeah, Gemma lost her cool," he admitted. "Mind if I sit down?"

"Sure. There is plenty of room," Bridget said, scooting over to leave room on her left if Cassie returned. Patting the free side on her right, she found it amusing at how nervous Coy appeared. "Worried that Gemma will freak out if you sit next to me?"

"Why would I be worried about Gemma?" he asked, sitting down with his legs dangling off the dock like Bridget.

"Aren't you two an item now?"

"We've hung out a few times, but it's not serious. Because once football practice starts in another week, I can't date. That's my dad's idea of staying focused." Coy explained before sharply turning toward Bridget. "Did she say we are?"

"In so many words, Gemma declared her claim on you. And since you partnered with her, I think most people think the same thing."

"That had nothing to do with it. Gemma grabbed me before I could consider choosing another partner," Coy relayed. "And I knew if I chose a cheerleader after that, then Gemma would've freaked."

"A cheerleader? You got your eyes on one of my girls?" Bridget teased, causing the usually confident quarterback to blush. Aww, that's adorable. I wonder who he likes. Gabby seems to think we should be together, so that would--oh!

"Um, she's not really one of your friends--I mean, if there was a girl!" Coy backtracked as Bridget realized he meant her.

"Maybe next time, I can find you a cheerleader to partner up with," Bridget remarked vaguely. Both experienced teens felt an awkward tension settle in between them.

"I tell you, Bee, that girl is going to be the **** of me someday," Cassie announced, returning to sit down on Bridget's other side. Her voice startled both teens. "Hello, McCoy."

"Uh, hey, Cassandra," Coy greeted back, both relieved and disappointed at her arrival. "Um, so who you got?" he queried, nodding to the chicken game about to resume.

Six pairs remained as they got into position. A new round of betting had started between the rounds. Unlike previously, these wagers had little to do with the eventual winner. Now, odds had been calculated for who lost their temper first, lost their bikini in the struggle, and the person most likely to be injured. Tinsley and Didi tied for the lowest odds on the temper bet. Gabriela had the highest chance of losing her silver bikini, and Drake's knee led him to be the most likely injury.

"The Rachel/Calum versus Sela/Jason matchup is the wildcard for me," Bridget stated, relieved that Cassie had returned. Watching the shirtless men prance around in the water during the competition had taken her mind off of Charlie, but she's wasn't ready to do the potential couple dance with Coy right now. They could never just hook up. Not with their likely positions as starting quarterback and cheer captain in the fall.

"Carmella and Gabby could be a catfight. I think that winner takes the whole tournament," Coy speculated.

"I'm worried about Tinny and Didi going against each other," Cassie admitted, watching as Shayla dropped Carmella sarong. "They're like oil and water."

"What did Tin promise you?" Bridget asked, knowing those nods from their daredevil friend meant a promise.

"She promised not to take her top off again," Cassie said, proud of that concession.

"Not to behave?"

"Oh...no," Cassie responded, bringing a hand up to her temple as if she felt a headache coming on.

---

"You two are so alike," Elliot commented as Tinsley and Didi traded verbal blows.

"Am not!" both girls screamed at him, with Didi slapping the top of his head too.

"Honey Hollow seems like a fun town. The girls here are fierce," Edgar 'Ned' Toone chuckled. "I'm going to have to visit more often."

"I like that idea," Didi flirted, dodging the hair braid that Tinny threw.

"He's not going to return to get a disease from you!" the feisty cheerleader spat.

The cheerleader matchup to the west of them was far tamer. After Calum asked Sela to promise to keep her cool, she'd become timid in her battle with Rachel.

"I know your family turns gray prematurely, but you don't need to act like a granny," Rachel teased her former co-captain. Her plan to win this round relied on Sela losing her cool.

"Rachel!" Calum protested the joke.

"Nice try, Rach, but it won't work," the blonde socialite replied, maintaining her composure.

At the far east end of the three matchups, maintaining any semblance of politeness had evaporated in seconds.

"Crap, I forgot to warn Shelly that she needs to keep an eye on you, Ariza," Carmella started.

"And tell me why she would need to?" Gabby responded as the girls' arms grappled. "I'm her friend."

"Because your family likes to burglarize lakehouses," the Sugarbee captain said with a smirk. "Isn't that what your daddy was arrested for?"

"Bitch, you know that he was innocent!" Gabby snapped back.

"Isn't that what every criminal claims?"

"He was cleared, and they found out who really did it!" the fiery cheerleader replied, her eyes blazing with fury.

"The apple never falls far from the tree, you know."

"Oh, really? Wasn't your family member the one that sold booze and ran whorehouses back in the day?" Gabby recalled.

"A great uncle whatever doesn't count, and everyone did that back then!" Carmella snarled back. "I meant the booze!"

Back on the pier, Cassie and Bridget began to grow nervous as they heard some of the shouted words carry over the water to them. Since Cassie was a big believer in proper etiquette, Bridget wasn't surprised to hear a groan. But when a second followed shortly after, her interest perked up.

Wait, that didn't come from Cass. And it sounds more like a moan! Is Coy getting off on this?

With a hesitant glance over to her right, Bridget noticed the handsome athlete fidgeting. When a louder moan sounded, she whipped her head wholly around to stare at him in shock. Coy did the same.

"What are you doing?" Bridget mouthed silently at him, not wanting to attract Cassie's attention.

"It's not me," Coy mouthed back. Then, using his head, he motioned down to the water on the right side of the pier.

Scooting over closer to the guy, Bridget raised her head high. Is that...yeah, it's Addison and her boyfriend! What are they doing?

Coy's bugged-out eyes met the cheerleaders, and he nodded at her unspoken question.

Needing to see more, Bridget's curiosity caused her to lean over the quarterback's body. Oh, my!

Addison leaned back into her boyfriend's embrace. Despite their waists being underwater, Bridget could tell that her former classmate's ass ground itself against her boyfriend's groin. Glenn's hand slid up to cup one of her sunflower-print bikini-clad breasts.

"Glenn!" a hushed admonishment sounded from Addison.

"I need you, babe," her boyfriend whispered way too loudly.

Is he? He is! Bridget could clearly tell that Glenn had pulled Addison's bikini bottoms down. Turning her head, Bridget noticed her face had stopped mere inches from Coy's. His breathing grew more labored from the scene down below and from having the sexy Bridget Fallon practically crawling onto his lap.

"Ohhhh!" moaned Addison.

Bridget and Coy didn't need to look to know that Glenn's cock had entered Addison's pussy. Staring at each other, Bridget licked her lips as her body grew aroused. Coy stared back in shock, worried that it would break the spell if he moved or talked. His surprise swiftly shot up ten more levels as he felt a hand brush across his swim trunks.

"Hard?" Bridget mouthed with a mischievous smile. Despite wanting to stay clear of any potential relationship, the blonde had instantly grown horny at the sight and sounds of a couple fucking in public. And when Bridget became horny, rational thought often went out the window.

Coy nodded. He didn't need to as the hand made a physical estimate of its proportions.

"Nice," Bridget whispered, impressed by how long and thick it felt.

"Fuuuccckkkk!" Addison moaned loudly enough to worry the duo on top of the dock.

"What the hell is this? Get away from Coy, you slut!" Gemma screamed. The redhead rushed onto the pier and yanked Coy back.

"Mind your own business, Harlow!" Bridget snapped.

"Uh, I think we have a problem," Cassie stated.

"Yes, I'm in the middle of it," Bridget noted, locked in a staredown with Gemma.

"Huh?" Cassie sounded, finally glancing over at Bridget. She noticed Gemma's presence and Coy's strange face but ignored them. "No, out on the water."

Dragging her focus from Gemma, Bridget turned her head to see that the chicken fight had escalated. Uh-oh. This doesn't look good.

"Let go of my hair, bitch!" Tinny screamed, throwing a hard elbow to dislodge Didi's arm.

"What's the matter, Day? You worried all those dye jobs killed your roots?" Didi laughed as Tinny's partner backed them away from their opponents.

"To be honest, I like when your hair is baby blue or pink," Elliot remarked, earning a kick to his chest from his partner.

"Ridge, she's the enemy. Remember that!" the pixie-cut blonde Sugarbee screeched at her partner.

"What are you doing?" Tinny asked her partner in frustration, upset that he moved them away a few feet away.

"Giving you a moment to refocus on how to win," Ned informed her.

"Fuck winning," Tinny stared. "Help me stand up."

"What?" Ned questioned as the feisty brunette raised her feet. When she went from sitting on his shoulders to kneeling on them, he couldn't believe her fearlessness. And he liked it.

"What the hell are you doing?" Didi challenged as she watched her nemesis use her partner's hands to almost stand up.

"Taking you down!"

Bouncing up, Tinny showed off her cheer squad's highflyer skills by launching herself in the air at Didi and Elliot. With exceptional accuracy under the circumstances, she managed to tackle Didi in the shoulder, causing both girls to plunge into the water.

The blow and losing Didi's weight caused Elliot to stagger to the side. Jason tried to adjust but didn't have the time as the other guy fell into his legs. Plummeting backward, Sela managed a short scream before she went underwater.

"What the hell!" Carmella exclaimed, her attention leaving Gabriela to see what the commotion was all about.

Furious and fed up, Gabby balled up her fist and swung.

"Ahhh!" Carmella screamed as the punch connected with her eye.

"Gabby won!" Lauren cheered from the beach. "Take that, Carmella!"

"What the fuck, Gabby?" Kirk yelled. Acting as one of the two referees, he threw his hands over his head in disbelief. "You can't just punch somebody. It's against the rules!"

"Oh, I punched her? I didn't mean to...it was an accident," Gabby lied with fake surprise.

"You punched me, bitch!" Carmella shrieked. Holding her hand to her eye, she started to move toward Gabby, but Ransom Kittle interrupted. Her boyfriend's best friend managed to hold the fuming dancer back.

As a half dozen spectators and eliminated contestants dashed into the water, Gemma ran off the dock to help her friends. Acting quickly, Lauren and Naomi reached the wrestling match between Tinsley and Didi and pried them apart. With their moment broken, Bridget nodded at Coy's excuse to leave as he wanted to check on his brother.

"Now, did we learn a lesson today, Cassandra?" Bridget asked, unable to resist the opportunity to tease her friend. Feeling flushed and horny, she sought to distract herself. "Next time, make sure you get Tinny's promise to behave."

Cassie nodded in agreement.