A Taste of Miley's Medicine 7
“Who wants to play volleyball?” Miley yelled as she yanked up her horny, naked friend from the ground.
Plenty of hands shot up, from both sexes but Miley chose 4 of the best looking guys she saw, to enhance Sarah’s embarrassment, and arousal.
“Okay, you can be on our team. Let’s play 3 on the 3.” Miley said.
The guy gladly ran over to play with the sexy pop star and hot nude girl. This was a dream come true for him. The game started and Sarah felt as if someone else was controlling her. She was in a fog, and she felt herself purposing stretching for balls, and exaggerating her movements to expose even more of her naked flesh. Her small breasts jiggled pleasantly as she moved around, diving for balls. She had to wipe sand from them a few times, and each time she made contact with her nipples it sent shivers down her spine (and to a certain other area.) Sarah was possessed, and as she dove for another ball sending sand flying everywhere and causing her ass to bounce wildly, she got up and walked over to the guy that was on their team. She asked him if he could get the sand off her ass.
Before the guy could even reply she playfully grind her backside up against his erect penis, and said mischievously, “Whoops.” She then rubbed her butt against his cock a few more times for good measure before stopping. The guy was grinning widely as he playfully swatted her ass, squeezing and bouncing it till the sand fell off. With a loud smack, he sent her back to the front of the net to get ready for the next serve. Miley was furious, she was having enough of this. Sure she had wanted to embarrass the girl, but the sl*t was enjoying prancing her goods around naked to a bunch of strange men, and people watching the match (there were A LOT of people watching.) Miley didn’t want to admit it, but she also felt extremely jealous off all the attention Sarah was receiving, the attention that was usually given to Miley while Sarah normally was left ignored. Mile wouldn’t let this go on any more.
“Alright Sarah, the funs over. Go put your bikini back on, you’ve put on a show long enough.”
“But Miley… we uhm, have to finish the game first right.” Sarah said, trying to come up with an excuse to stay naked,
“What, no! You want to stay naked. Go put some clothes on, what’s wrong with you.” Miley said, shocked at the exhibitionist side of her otherwise modest, reserved friend.
Sarah nodded, and walked off the court sliding through the crowd to get to her clothes. The crowd booed as she made her way through, upset that the show was ending but that didn’t stop eager hands from grabbing her ass and tits as he pushed through them. Finally she made her way to the towel and put her bikini back on. It had only been an hour but the fabric felt strange, and almost restricting. Sarah couldn’t believe she had just tried to prolong her nudity back there on the court. Nor could she believe that she had let that guy touch her ass, and she had grinded up against his… his crotch. Sarah could feel her arousal subside, now that the crowd was dispersing and she was decently clothed and she blushed at the lewd display she had put on for everyone. Shaking her head she went back to play volleyball with the guys and Miley.
The game ended without event, and the guys left bored at the now covered girl and uninteresting celebrity. Miley was furious, everyone had left despite her being a celebrity, a star who shined in the spotlight. This was ridiculous, there had to be a way for Miley to get their attention she was getting desperate.
“Party at my house, and everyone is invited!” She yelled out, now she had their attention. And they’d focus on her all night long. Life was good, and she and Sarah led the people back to her house to have some fun by her pool. It was going to be a fun night.
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