Stripped of my shirt

“Shit the bouncing cock gave us a few sets to tie this thing back up but I think they are both getting used to it now…” said my panting teammate. I was even more exhausted as I was bent over and gasping for air.

“Can I…huff…get my pants…puff…back then?” I ask through breathes.

“We haven’t won yet and I think we need to up the ante for you. You’ve done admirably but I think the opponents need more,” she said as she reached for the bottom of my shirt.

“No no no…you can’t take that…” I say and try to back away. “I can’t be completely naked…” I was too exhausted to move around and she easily got the back of my shirt. I still tried to pull away but that led to a new problem…

Ripppppp!

The stitching on the sides of shirt gave out all the way to the collar and my back was now completely naked and exposed.

“Whoops!” I heard her say with zero remorse from behind and holding the back of my shirt. What was left of the shirt was essentially an apron that covered my front. “Should have just given to me since it looks like you will be going home shirtless now.” She ripped the front off leaving me with naked besides my socks and shoes. I knew the shirt didn’t cover anything but now that I was completely naked I felt even more exposed. My dick was betraying me as I was even harder than before and dripping even more fluid.

“I can’t do this naked…” I say feeling even much more exposed than before.

“Oh my gawd! Stop lying and admit that you are fucking enjoying this, studly,” my teammate says as she squeezed my dick. I moan and groan as I try to hold back my orgasm. I look to my girlfriend who is enjoying every second of this as much as her teammate.

“I like this look much better, babe. Now you don’t have to worry about tan lines,” she said with a chuckle. I could feel my dick throbbing and remembered that my teammate still had her hand on it.

“Focus, Johnny! If we win this, I’ll blow you in the car,” she said with a smile and wink. My dick was bouncing for joy as she giggled. I said nothing but my dick clearly sent the message. “Good! We just need seven points…think you can manage?”

“Yesss…” I say she continues to squeeze me. “What should I do?”

“I want you to stroke that lightning rod,” she said by giving me an example. I was visibly shocked and looked at her with confusion. “Yes you heard me right, stud. Stroke that thing anytime I get that ball over the net. You need to distract them enough to help secure some points. I can covert the rest,” she said giving my ass a slap before going to the end line. She bounces it a few times and gives me a wink. I take a deep breath and close my eyes as I hear her announce,

“Serving!”

I grab my cock and begin to stroke it furiously and even let out a moan.

“Holy shit!!!” I hear my girlfriend’s teammate shriek and the ball hits the fence.

“Fuck yeah, Johnny boy!” She says giving my sweaty ass another slap.

“Damn babe! That’s fucking hot!” I hear my girlfriend say as she licks her lips.

“Six more points and you get…” she gestures like she’s holding my dick and using her tongue as if she had the tip of cock in her mouth. My dick dances with joy at the thought of her mouth bringing me to climax.

I switch sides and proceed to do the same thing. However, my girlfriend expertly receives the serve and gets the point right back. “You can try that again but just so you know that won’t work on me babe,” said my girlfriend giving her teammate a high five.

“Shit! I had a feeling it wouldn’t affect her,” my teammate said throwing the ball over the net. “It’s gonna be close but I have an idea when the time is right.”

“What’s the plan?” I ask wondering what more could I lose as the only naked person on the court.

“You’ll have to wait and see,” she said with a wink. “We just need to keep it close.”