The guys play rough

Rachel didn’t know how to play basketball, but she was sure it didn’t involve this much shoving. Both her team and the other team did a lot of pushing, and at one point a guy put his whole hand flat against one of Rachel’s breasts, as he made an effort to push her away. She blushed red and tried not to think about it, making a big deal out of it would only bring suspicion on her.

But it didn’t stop there. Rachel lost count of how many times a guy’s hand accidentally felt up her bare chest as the game progressed, some even grabbing on to her micro tits to push her away. Of course none of them knew what they were really doing, and didn’t notice at all the girl’s blushing.

Before long Rachel was red in the face and sweating, from the embarrassment and humiliation or from the running she didn’t know. She still was no more used to being topless, and wanted nothing more than her t shirt back over her mosquito bites. She’d been touched more on her tits today than ever before, and still no one knew she was a girl.