I was spending the night at my boyfriend Joey's apartment for the first time since we began seeing each other. Our relationship had been physical for a couple of months now, but because I was living in a dorm room in college, and he shared his apartment with a bunch of other guys, we had never literally slept together before.
I had hoped that the first time we lay in each other's arms all night would be a spontaneous and romantic event, but the fact was that we were only going to do it tonight because we were heading south in the morning for the Mardi Gras festival. Joey was going to be driving his friends and I there, and wouldn't have had time to pick me up beforehand. None of us had ever been to the carnival before, and I was really looking forward to it, even though it meant I had to skip college for the day.
We passed the evening on the sofa, eating pizza, drinking beer and watching the TV. After a while we began making out and things were getting pretty hot and heavy when Joey's roommates suddenly burst through the door. When they saw me lying there, legs akimbo, Joey's hands groping my tits through my bra, they stopped by the door and stared.
"Hey guys," Joey said. "Ever think of knocking?"
For a moment I lay there, not moving, watching them look at me. There were three of them, Tony, Ray and Stefan, all in their early twenties, and all obviously drunk. When I had recovered from the shock, I quickly closed my legs and pulled down my skirt, hoping that they hadn't seen how wet my panties were. I sat up straight and Joey passed me my sweater. As I put it on I noticed the guys were looking at my tits, and more especially at one of my nipples, which was clearly visible as my left breast spilled slightly over the cup of my bra. Even now that I was dressed decently again I could still feel their eyes on me, causing me to blush.
"No point in being shy, Tina," Ray grinned at me. "You're gonna have to get your tits out tomorrow anyway if you wanna win some beads."
I looked at Joey, expecting him to say something, but he did nothing but give Ray a warning glance. I had noticed before that his friends made a habit of being disrespectful to women. I had told Joey that I didn't like their attitude but he never seemed able to stand up to them, even when they were making comments about me.
"He's right, Tina," said Tony, crashing on to the couch beside me. "You ain't never been down to Mardi Gras before now, have you? First time, you gotta bring back twenty beads at least. That means showing your tits twenty times, by my reckoning."
"Yep," Stefan joined in. "It being your first time and all, I'd say it'd be best if you got in some practice tonight. You don't want nobody refusing to give you no beads 'cause you ain't doing it right."
"If I wanted some beads so desperately I'd buy them myself, okay?" I said hotly, feeling my cheeks burn with embarrassment, as I crossed my legs and folded my arms in front of me.
"Aww, shit, Tina," Joey looked at me. "Don't be like that. They was just kidding around. You don't have to do nothing you don't want to do."
"Anyway," Ray chipped in. "It's only a bit of fun. All the girls at Mardi Gras do it."
"That doesn't mean I'm going to. Joey, can we go to bed now?"
"Sure, honey. I'll just clean up my room a little. Tony, you're okay with sleeping on the couch tonight, yeah?"
"No problem," he answered, watching my boyfriend walk into the bedroom they usually shared. "Of course, I'd rather be in there with you," he added in a whisper to me. "Especially after what I saw when I came in."
I opened my mouth, but couldn't think of anything to say, as his eyes devoured me, looking me up and down, expressing nothing but pure animal lust. I felt my breathing get heavier as I turned from his gaze, only to see Stefan and Ray's eyes fixed on me as well. I followed their eyes to my breasts, then to my legs, which were mostly bare beneath my short skirt. They had all looked at me this way at least once or twice since I had met them, but never all at the same time. For a moment I thought they were all going to jump on me at any second. There was a deep stirring in my loins, and I felt my panties moisten up once again, simply because I knew how much the three guys wanted me. None of them were my type really. They were sexist, immature, muscle-bound idiots. Nevertheless, I couldn't stop a mental image from entering my head of the three of them ripping off my clothes and taking turns fucking me.
"Okay, you ready?" Joey called from the hall.
"Yeah, I'm coming," I called back a few seconds later.
As I stood up I felt my knees weaken and had to reach out for Tony's knee to stop myself falling. He grabbed my hand to steady me, and his touch felt like an electric shock. I pulled my hand away and headed for Joey's bedroom, forcing myself not to look back at them.
When Joey had locked the door behind me, he handed me my overnight bag, and I ran into the adjoining bathroom. I looked in the mirror to see that my face was still flushed. I splashed myself with water, cleaned my teeth and dried myself off. Then I pulled up my skirt and tentatively placed my hand between my legs. My panties were soaking wet. I pulled them off and placed them in my bag. Then I took off the rest of my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. My nipples were fully erect, the hairs on my pussy glistening with moistness. I began to touch myself, softly at first, then with more firmness. Soon I was imagining Ray's hands touching me, then Tony's, then Stefan's. When my finger gently touched my clitoris I almost jumped, it was so sensitive.
"Tina. You okay?" I heard Joey's voice on the other side of the door. "You want me to come in and help you with anything?"
Before I had come here I had already told Joey not to expect sex this evening. I wasn't comfortable with the thought of doing it while his roommates were home. Now I didn't care. I was too horny to stop myself. I unlocked the bathroom door, still naked, and stood in the doorway, with my hands on my hips.
"Wow," was all he could say for a few moments. "God, you're beautiful. I've never seen you completely naked before."
Until now, we had only made love in the back seat of his car, or standing up in alleyways. I had always been careful to keep some of my clothes on, in case anyone had come across us. I don't think I had even taken off my bra in front of him before. He had certainly seen my breasts, scooping them out of my bra, as he leaned over to suck on them, but he had never seen them like this. I am proud of them, I must admit, mostly because their size and firmness was my own doing, following a four-year diet and fitness plan I'd adhered to religiously since I was fourteen years old. I was a late developer physically and rather overweight, and boys never really gave me a second glance until I began to work on my body. A couple of years before, Joey and his friends wouldn't have noticed me at all. Now, they all lusted after me, and I can't deny it gave me a great feeling of power.
"So you like what you see?" I asked, stepping over towards him seductively.
"God, yes. You're absolutely gorgeous."
"And you'd like me to show these off to all those guys at Mardi Gras tomorrow," I cupped my breasts in my hands, flicking at the nipples lightly with my fingers.
"No. No way. It was just a joke. I don't want anyone else to see your tits. They're mine."
"No," I said, pushing him down on to the nearest bed. "They're mine."
