The Championship

Mark vs. Anna. He was relieved to have beaten Zoe. Both for the bragging rights but also for the fact that it guaranteed he wouldn’t lose his clothes and have to streak all the way back to East Hall. As much as he didn’t want to have to streak through the bonfire he was happy to face no worse than that.

He was trying hard to focus on the game, but was finding it hard to do with Chrissy and Zoe flaunting their naked bodies around behind Anna distracting him. Chrissy now joined in her nudity had uncovered her tits. Larger than average but still not huge they were the perfect shape.

Zoe had clearly joined Anna’s cheering section. Chrissy however was more ambivalent. She had just started on another beer and was using the opportunity to tease and taunt anyone equally.

“So Anna does the carpet match the drapes? Guess we’ll find out when you lose.” “Mark can you run with a hard on? Bet that’ll hurt.” “Zoe how does it feel knowing that this was all your idea and after you lose to me you’ll have to streak all the way back here.”

Meanwhile Mark and Anna were furiously competing. She definitely wasn’t as good a shot as Mark was. But she was playing with a significant advantage. He was very distracted and she knew it.

“Wanna guess what type of underwear I’m wearing?” “How hard is your cock right now? It’s ok you can tell me.” “Hey Mark look at this.”

With that last distraction she had yanked down her loose fitting shirt and bra and had flashed him her left tit. It had worked. Distracted by the large breast Marks shot had gone long of the table. He had chipped his way down through the distractions so that Anna only had two cups left in front of her. He looked down at the triangle of three cups in front of him. He knew from the game with Chrissy that Anna had the ability to get hot and make three cups in a row.

His nerves were justified as she sunk her next two shots, getting balls back, and leaving Mark with only a singular solo cup left.

“Ya know… if I make these two balls right here… we’re gonna get to see those two balls…” the blonde gestured at his crotch.

“Well I suggest you do cause I don’t think you’ll get to shoot again.” Mark was confident. He knew that he would have to make his next two shots to win. Or **** overtime.

He breathed a sigh of relief as her first shot missed to the left. No automatic win.

Her second shot though gave Mark a jolt as it glanced off of the rim, but luckily it fell off to the side as well.

Moment of truth. Make both shots and it would be the girls streaking. Blocking out the distractions he tried to focus solely on the two cups in front of him. His first shot missed the mark by inches. But his second shot.

“That’s a bounce that’s two!” Mark yelled! The ball had it off the rim of the front cup and bounced in the air. Anna had been to nervous to try and swat the ball away and watched it fall into the second cup.

“That’s not the rule!” She immediately protested.

“Sorry Roomie I’m afraid he’s right…” Zoe said with disappointment. “But you do still get rebuttal.”

Anna sighed. She fished the ball out of the cup it just landed in and took a big swig of her beer. The blonde knew it was now or never. She really didn’t want to go streaking tonight…

But she would be. Her luck had run out as the ball bounced short of the cup and was easily swatted away by Mark who began to celebrate like he had just scored a touchdown. He couldn’t believe his luck. Now he was about to get to watch three of the hotter girls on campus go streaking.

But first there was the matter of whose clothes he would also win for the rest of the night…