Chapter 5
The night before the game, the members of the rival Jackson High team were in a room on the top floor of the hotel, getting a final pep talk from their coach.
"Okay, guys, get to bed and take it easy." He looked around. "I know you can beat that load of cream puffs with your hands tied behind your backs. But don't do anything stupid tonight, no drainpipes and out on the town. Got that?"
The boys all nodded in agreement.
"See you in the morning," the coach said.
Then he headed for the bar. There was a young divorcee he wanted to have a drink with.
The team lolled around in their communal area at the end of the corridor that ran between their rooms for a little while before slouching to their rooms.
"Fuck," the quarterback said as he and his friend the lineman went into their room. "Gotta sit it out and be good."
"Yeah," the lineman said. "I wish it was a fuck competition with their cheerleaders. Did you get a look at them?"
"Did I? Jeez, did you see that little blonde? And the one with the big tits. And that little dark-haired one?"
"Fuck," said the lineman, "and that other blonde, you know, bigger tits. Real open face, and that mouth! Fuuuuuck! If their team was as good as their cheerleaders, we'd have a problem." He slipped off his jacket and went to the closet.
"If their team was as good as their cheerleaders, we'd get creamed," the quarterback said. "Particularly that little blonde. Fuuuuuck, I could screw that all night!"
"This little blonde?" the lineman said, staring into the closet--where Brittany stood, pouting at him. "Uh?"
"This little blonde?" the lineman repeated, staring at Brittany as she stepped out and into the room.
"Jeeeeeez!" the quarterback gasped as the hot little cheerleader strutted up to the bed and stood over him.
"Sorry we aren't in uniform," she purred. "But you know, we have to wear them tomorrow, and you had a good look at them today, didn't you?"
The quarterback gasped, staring up Brittany's endless legs and luscious tight body. It didn't matter to him that she wasn't wearing her uniform, for the tiny little dress she wore more than compensated. It was low cut, almost showing the clasp of her bra, then it pulled tight over her tits and waist, complete with the wide belt she wore on her cheerleader costume. The white dress flared over her ass and stopped just below the tops of her white stockings. Finally, the five-inch heels accentuated Brittany's legs to the point that the quarterback's cock started to swell at once. Brittany eased her dress hem up a bit, and he groaned with rising lust.
"Hey!" came a shout. "Look what we found!"
"Come with me," Brittany said to the quarterback, and there was a commotion in the hall.
As Brittany paraded out of the room, more doors opened and more of the team came out, following Ginger, Donna and Queenie--who had all been hiding in their closets. The boys followed the girls, their tongues hanging out, until Brittany got them all into the communal area. Then she turned, flashing her perfect body, and she waited as the buzz settled down. That took quite a while, for there was no doubt what the girls were after. Not only Brittany was dressed to kill. Ginger wore a tight black waist cincher, the lacy top just covering her tits, the bottom flicking around her ass over the tight black panties, the suspender straps running down to the tops of her stockings that were also black. Donna just wore a blue slip over her luscious body, white-and-blue panties, and blue stockings with heels. Queenie wore a tight blouse, cut so low her tits bulged out of it in the little uplift bra. Her tight, slit skirt only just reached her stockings, and high heels set off the curves of her lovely legs.
The four girls paraded around, flashing their tits, letting the boys get a good look.
Finally, the boys quieted down, and Brittany stepped up onto a table.
"We've got a challenge for you," she said, and the buzz started again.
"No dice! We're gonna beat your load of jerks tomorrow," the quarterback said.
"Oh yeah?" Brittany said, grinning at him.
"We don't think you can fuck us and win tomorrow. How about that?"
There was a roar of derision. "Fuck, your crowd, we could put our first grade in and beat you."
The boys rolled around, staring at the girls.
"How about taking the challenge then?" Brittany said, sliding her little skirt up her legs. "If you fuck us all night and win, then you can have us again. All night. If you lose, then tough."
She smiled, and the rest of the girls teased the boys, showing their bodies off, giving a show.
The team laughed, then they thought about it.
"You mean we can fuck you as much as we want tonight?" one of them called.
"Of course," Brittany purred, working her dress top open.
"What if you can't take it?" another called, and the team all laughed.
That hadn't occurred to any of the girls, simply because they knew they could take it, and more. But he had to be answered.
"Then we have to come back and fuck you until you're satisfied later. Whether you win or not," Brittany said.
"Yeahhhhh!" one of the guys said. "Fuck, that'll be great--not only beating the shit outa them, but fucking their cheerleaders, too. Heeeyyy!"
There was a general roar of laughter and the few doubters who thought they ought to do what the coach said were won over or lost in the general cheers.
Down in the hotel bar, the coach slipped the divorcee her first gin and tonic, unaware of what was going on upstairs.
Brittany knew she had to get an orgy underway, break the ice. She paraded up to the quarterback, her fingers on the top of her dress, easing it open a lttle more.
"How about you take it off?" she whispered.
The room fell silent, the crowded boys leaning forward, watching as their star player reached up and undid the next button of Brittany's dress. Grinning, he undid the next one, trying to stop his fingers from trembling as he saw Brittany's tiny little bra. He went down, opening buttons to her waist, his eyes taking her in, his cock bulging out the front of his jeans.
Brittany pouted at him, her lovely blonde hair dangling around her face as she reached for her belt and undid it, looking deep into his eyes as the others strained to see everything that was going on. She slid the belt out and waited as the quarterback went for the rest of her buttons. He was blushing furiously as his fingers traced down the front of her dress, over her pussy, his hand pushing slightly between her thighs as she spread them for him.
The dress came open and the boys could now see that Brittany wore a tiny little lacy slip underneath. It was semi-transparent and teased them even more as she leaned in and ran her hand over the quarterback's cock-bulge.
Ginger couldn't wait any longer. She stepped forward, going up to another of the boys and pushing her hot cunt at him. "How about taking my panties off?"
The player was trembling all over as he reached for the tight black nylon of Ginger's panties. He pulled them down over her ass and she let him pull them right to her ankles before she stepped out of them. She pushed the player back into a chair and spread her thighs around his face.
"Suck me, and I"ll blow you," she purred.
The young player lost no time. He buried his face between Ginger's open thighs and began lapping at her pussy, his tongue flicking over her cunt flesh as she played with her tits, gasping a little as the boy sucked her clit.
"Who's next?" Donna said, slipping her panties off. "Come on, first two here get me!" There was a rush, and she pulled two of the players out of the crowd. "Okay, boys, patience. I promise you'll have as much as you can take tonight." She slid her hand over the players' cocks as they bulged out their jeans. "Pussy or mouth?"
"Mouth!" they both said.
"You'll have to share, boys. One gets to fuck me," Donna purred.
"Yeah, me," one of them said.
"Good," Donna said.
She leaned over the side of the sofa in her little blue slip, her ass up in the air for him. She patted the cushions and the other player, a massive youth, plopped down on them and leaned back, his eyes wide with disbelief as Donna reached for his crotch and eased his zipper down. She pulled his cock out and her soft mouth sank over it, sucking at the throbbing prickhead. The boy groaned, his prick heaving into the girl's warm, welcoming mouth.
The other player didn't waste any time. He came up behind Donna, his cock already out of his jeans. With a moan of lust, he sank his prickhead between her pussy lips and ran it over her clit, getting a moan from the little blonde. He pushed her slip up out of the way and slowly fucked his big boner into her hot little pussy.
Donna gasped, her blonde hair flicking over her face as she sucked the one cock and had her cunt reamed out by the second.
"Come on, you fuckers!" Queenie yelled, walking up and down the staring line of players. "You all know what your cocks look like. Get 'em out."
She slid her tits out of the top of the tight little blouse, and several of the boys gasped as they saw them. The enormous tit globes hung there on her rib cage, only partly supported by her tiny bra.
"You guys have jerk-off competitions?" Queenie demanded. "Come on, my brother and his pals let me stand there while they beat off all over my tits. Come on, do you have jerk-off competitions?"
"Yeah!" one of the players yelled.
"Then get your cocks out and jerk off over my tits. Come on! We'll lick it all up for you, slow you down a bit."
They boys didn't stop to think that the girls might have a plan in all this. All they could see was Queenie's luscious figure, her dark teased hair making her face look even more sexy than usual. She was sliding her skirt off, showing that all she wore underneath were her stockings, tight panties and bra. The blouse followed, and Queenie paraded there almost naked, holding her tits up for them, pushing them out. She went to the table and stood beside it.
"Come on, show me! Get up there and shoot your jizz over my tits!" she yelled.
"You got it!"
Several of the boys clambered up onto the table, their cocks out and ready, their hands working their cockshafts as they stared at
Queenie's body, her enormous, wonderful tits pushing out for them. They stood over her, then-hands blurring on their cocks, their asses jerking as they got closer to coming.
"Seems like things are going great," Brittany purred, sliding her body closer to the quarterback's. "How about you feel me? Come on, don't be shy. I wanna suck your cock, baby, suck it real good."
He groaned as the sexy little cheerleader moved closer to him, her tits pressing into his chest. She reached for the fly of his jeans, her fingers expertly opening it and reaching inside for his cock. She held his cock and slowly rasped her fingers up the length of his cockshaft.
"Come on, take my tits out," she purred, sliding one side of her little slip down as she spoke.
His eyes were glassy and Brittany could feel that his cock was close to shooting. She had to be careful and get her mouth on it before he did. She didn't want him to think that he shot too soon. His fingers worked her bra down, showing the twin mounds of her lovely tits. He groaned, caressing the warm tit flesh, glancing around the room.
"Hey!" Brittany called out. "There's a cunt going begging here, if one of you can get my panties off."
There was another rush of youths, hands grabbing for Brittany's panties, pulling at her slip. She turned and grinned at one of them.
"You first," she said.
The rest of the players dropped back, groaning with lust and frustration as the lucky one pulled Brittany's panties down her long legs and waited, staring up at her shaved pussy as she stopped out of them.
Brittany eased the quivering quarterback down into a chair and bent at the waist, moving her soft mouth down, closer to his rock-hard prick. He moaned, thrusting up from the cushions, yelling as Brittany's soft lips closed in on his cock and then slid over the throbbing ball of his prickhead.
"Ohhh, Jesus! Ooooh, fuck!" he gasped, his ass jerking harder as the cum rushed around in his balls, bursting to get out.
The lucky player behind Brittany lifted her slip and jabbed his cock at her pussy, heaving it at her until she reached back and led his jerking cockhead to the tight entrance of her pussy. He gave a groan and fucked right in, his cock moving easily on the slippery pussy juices.
Down in the bar, the coach was feeding the divorcee her third gin and tonic and listening with sympathetic attention to the tale of her lonely life.
"Ooohh, yeaaahhh!" one of the players on the table yelled, and his cock started pounding in his hand as he jacked it, his fingers squeezing tightly. "Ohhh, I'm coming!"
There was a roar from the other players as a stream of hot jizz burst out of the end of his cock and splattered ail over Queenie's wonderful tits. She pressed closer to him, holding her tit mounds close as he yelled and shot, his fingers blurring, his eyes glassy, cum shooting in thick streams from his cock and spraying her tits. He roared and gasped, jacking off as another creamy load of cum gushed out and covered Queenie's nipples.
"Yeah, come on, baby," she purred. "Shoot it all for mommy, and mommy'll get you all hard again."
"Fuuck, uurrghhh!" he roared, his hand jerking the last gouts of fuck-juice from his piss slit. With his eyes wide open, he watched the hot cum shoot out, fly through the air and splatter Queenie's smooth tit flesh.
She leaned in, taking his jerking cock in her mouth, sucking the last drops of cum off his cockhead, licking over the piss slit as it pumped out tiny gobs of spunk.
"Wooow!" one of the other players yelled. "Fuck, you gonna suck us all?" His hand jacked his long thin cock harder and faster as he took in Queenie's massive tits and luscious slim body. "If you're good and shoot over my tits,"
Queenie said. She stood in front of him and lifted one of her tits to her lips, licking off the cum that dripped from her nipple. "Come on, let's have that cum, baby!"
"Uuurrhhh!" The player groaned and blurred his hand on his cock, his round cockhead jerking the pre-cum juice off the end as he stared at Queenie's tits. "Here it comes!"
He wasn't the only one. The two boys fucking Donna were both rising to climax fast. The one fucking her hot pussy was yelling and lurching as his prick rammed in and out of her wet fuck-hole, while the other guy stared down at his own cock, buried in the little blonde's mouth until her lips were around his cock base and her throat sucked and throbbed around his cockhead.
"Ohhh, fuck, ohhh, fuck!" he gasped. "Can I really come in your mouth?"
Donna gurgled with lust, working her mouth over his cockhead, leaning down, her ass jerking as the other boy's cock reamed her cunt out, thrusting over her quivering pussy walls. She felt the cum rushing out of the boy's balls, up his cock, heading for her mouth.
"Uurrrhh, I'm commmingggg!" the player yelled, his cock throbbing in Donna's throat.
A stream of cum rushed out of his prick and gushed into Donna's throat as she gave a gurgling moan of lust and came, her pussy throbbing around the cock buried in her spasming fuck-channel.
That set the other player off. He roared, his cock throbbing in her cunt, his hard cockhead swelling as the cum burst up his shaft and into Donna's sucking hot honey pot.
"Jeeezzzz!" he roared, his cock spurting jizz, his balls tightening as they released his cum. "Ohhh, fuck, what a cunt! This chick's got the tightest cunt in the world! Aaahhhh, yeahhh!" He slid his hands under Donna's hot body, taking hold of her tits and squeezing.
Donna worked her mouth up the cum-shooting cockrod, taking hot streams of fuck-juice in her mouth, sucking at his prick as she came, her body throbbing with desire, her little slip jerking to every beat of her fucking. Throbs of passion came from her tits as the player fucking her pussy gripped and squeezed her tits, rolling her nipples in his strong hands. She gasped, her pussy throbbing, her mouth sucking at the other prick as it came down, her mouth full of slimy cum.
"Mmmnn!" she murmured. "I want more!"
Ginger shuddered with orgasm, her legs trembling as she nuzzled close to another player, letting the one in the chair suck her pussy until she was satisfied. She pulled the boy sucking her up by his hair, her cunt still throbbing with need. She led the other player behind the chair and bent over the back, right down the sitting boy's body, her mouth going for his cock. Her ass was high on the chair back, but just right for the other football player. He slid his cock to her pussy and rammed in as Ginger's mouth sank over the first boy's cock, taking it right into her throat, sucking at the hard cockflesh until the sitting boy was moaning with lust.
Queenie took another stream of cum over her tits. Above her, the boy yelled and jacked off, his cock spurting cum, his hand blurring on his tingling cock. Thick ropes of fuck-juice poured out and shot through the air, splattering onto Queenie's tit mounds, running over her soft flesh while her hot little mouth waited. Again, as the stream of cum slowed, she leaned in, licking and sucking at the boy's cockhead as he groaned with release, dribbles of creamy cum still running out of his cock slit and into Queenie's waiting mouth.
"Hey, another one! Come on, bitch!"
Another guy pushed his way through the group and his stream of jism poured out of his cock and over Queenie's tits before she knew it. She moaned with depraved excitement, then another cock was shooting cum and her other tit started to collect its share of the warm cock cream.
Donna saw what was happening. She pushed two of the boys aside.
"Wait--watch," she said, and she went over to Queenie as the huge-titted chick took more hot streams of cum over her tits. "Watch this, boys!" Donna leaned down, taking the gushing cum over her lips and cheeks, and she licked more of it from Queenie's soft tit mounds. "Yeah, come on, shoot at us! Come on!"
"Fuuuck! Some lezzy action!" one of the boys yelled.
The boys on the table jacked their cocks even harder. Another cock shot, shooting cum over Donna's mouth and face as she and Queenie licked at the cum running down Queenie's tits. The delicious creamy cock juice shot out of several more cocks as the boys yelled and jacked off, watching the cum drool down over Queenie's tits. Donna stood up for a moment to take a stream of jism over her tits, then leaned down again, licking and sucking at the cum running over Queenie's massive tits. Above them, the boys panted and moaned as cum gushed out of their cocks.
With her moutn on the quarterback's cock and a massive lineman fucking her pussy, Brittany was gurgling with pleasure, her lust rising to orgasm very fast. The cock in her cunt was ramming in faster and faster as the lineman lost control, his throbbing fucker buried in the hot sucking pit of Brittany's cunt. He gripped her waist, his hands crushing her slip into her flesh as he roared with arousal, pumping his prick harder into her soft pussy.
The quarterback gasped and moaned, his cock throbbing in Brittany's mouth as the cum rushed out of his balls and surged up his cockshaft, bursting into her hot waiting mouth.
"Yeaaahhhh!" he roared. "Take it baby! Take it and get ready for a lot more! Yeaaahhh! We're gonna beat the crap outa your cream puffs tomorrow! Yeaah! Then we'll fuck you into the ground, bitch, yeaahhhh!"
Brittany took his cum-load in her mouth and held it there, sucking at his prick as he yelled and heaved up in the seat. She gurgled with the double pleasure of coming and knowing that she was taking good care of the quarterback. He was going to have to be even tougher than he thought he was to throw a decent pass in the game after Brittany was finished with him. She held his cock in her mouth, drawing back, his jizz-shooting cockhead just inside her lips, sucking at it as the cum poured out, filling her mouth with the hot cock cream.
"Yeaahhh!" the lineman roared, his cock pulsing deep in Brittany's cunt before it suddenly poured out a thick rope of cum.
Brittany's cuntal walls spasmed around the huge prick as it shot, her pussy sucking at it as she went crazy with fuck-lust, coming under the double-fuck, her whole body pulsating helplessly. She sucked at the cum-spurting prick, taking another stream of spunk into her mouth while her cunt throbbed as it was filled with hot cum. Her pussy walls pulsated around the shooting cocklance while she swallowed cum, gobs of it squeezing out of her lips. She gurgled, sucking the last gobs of fuck-juice out of the quarterback's cock, keeping her mouth around it as the lineman rammed her up off her feet with the last of his passion, his cock shooting jism deep in her pussy.
"Fuuuck, what a cunt!" the lineman roared, holding the spasming Brittany on his cock as he poured out his last wad of cum. He gave a big sigh before letting the little blonde nympho down again.
Brittany looked up at the quarterback and smiled, holding his cock while she took a quick look around the room.
Things were going very well. On the table, a line of boys still stood there, jacking off over Queenie's and Donna's tits as the two girls licked each other's flesh and took cock after cock in their mouths, sucking off the last of the jizz. And the two boys fucking Ginger were both coming too, just about to shoot their cock cream into the dark-haired cheerleader's mouth and cunt. Things were just about perfect.
Brittany grinned up at the quarterback.
"How do you want me next?" she whispered.