Miranda

Mark looked around at his fellow hall members. He noticed instantly that someone had walked straight up to Tiffany, he could see them having a little laugh and a chat. So Tiffany was probably out of the question for the partner.

Seeing Miranda finishing off her current cider, Mark re considered his first preference. He made his way up to the blonde, hoping to get to her first.

She had on a basic skirt and a short sleeved t-shirt that did little to hide the fact she had massive breasts. Mark gazed at her as he made his way towards her. He couldn’t wait to see her in a bikini.

“You got a partner for this race thing?” Mark asked as Miranda placed her bottle down on the ground.

“Nah not yet, me and you?” she offered.

Mark agreed quickly, excited he had the big titted blonde as the person he would be tied up with on the inflatable platform.

They remained dressed for now as the first race of the five races got underway with Tiffany and her male partner taking on two seniors from the opposing hall. Tiffany was in a straight forward but still very sexy black bikini. Her big booty wiggled as she nervously bounced at the edge of the pool before the beginning of her race.

Feeling himself stiffen a little in his bather shorts, Mark quickly diverted his attention.

‘Don’t stare at her ass’

‘Don’t stare at her ass’

‘Please don’t make a fool of yourself again today’

The attention was taken away from him a little bit as the race begun after they all skulled a drink each. Mark tried just to focus on learning what to do and not to do out on the course.

Per the rules, physical body contact between the two pairs was permitted. The first race had both teams trying to push the others off the platform to try and get a solid head start.

The two seniors of the other side were unable to move well together with legs being tied. The red haired female kept slipping over in the first ten metres of the course allowing for East Hall to get off to a good start.

In the end, Tiffany and her male partner had finished the race a long way ahead of their opponents, giving East Hall a 1-0 lead.

“Alright who’s up next then,” said a guy from the opposing hall.

“Sure, we’ll go next for us,” Miranda exclaimed.

Just like that, they were making their way to the starting line.