Chapter 8
The following weekend, the Santa Clara Earthquakes took an 18 to 8 beating from the Monterey Minks, a team, according to the coach, that the Earthquakes should have beaten.
Annie Franklin was her usual self around the team, bitchy as hell to the team members she didn't like, treating them like trash. The fact that they were losing the game didn't help at all.
The team watched her storm around them, as they sat on the benches, being particularly careful not to meet Rob Jensen's eyes.
"She's really giving you a cold shoulder today," said Sam Travers, a two-hundred-pound Earthquake. His simple face was expressionless, his little watery eyes blank as he stared at the man he regarded as his best friend.
"Yeah, a real sweet little bitch today," Rob answered drily, raising a few snickers from some of the others.
"Yeah, Annie just has her favorites, like Barnes, Haines, and the rest of the bunch," Zeke Nessen, another Earthquake put in. "I think it's time we did something about her snot-nosed attitude."
"Like what, Nessen ... tell the coach?" Rob Jensen chided. "But I'm going to do something about it, and you guys are going to help," the older man informed them, lowering his voice. "Come on in a little closer so I don't have to talk too loud. I want to clue you in on something that's about to blow your balls. Then, I'll tell you my plan, a little gem we're going to put into action right after this game, and I guarantee you, cats, it's sure-fire and wilder than double green stamp night in a whorehouse!"
Up above the team, high in the stands, Peggy watched as Rob Jensen explained his plan to the team. She couldn't wait for the game to end, but for now, she was enjoying the lacing the Earthquakes were taking. It was pleasing her no end to watch Will Barnes move around the field like a fumbling idiot, and the expression on her big sister's face from the bench was nothing short of disaster itself. Damn her, it was serving her right, after the way she had convinced and stolen Will for herself last night. God, when she thought about it, the dark-eyed, raven-haired teenager could hardly believe it all had happened ... Annie with Will and Dick, while she and Rob had fucked and watched!
What a different opinion of Rob Jensen that exciting little session had left her with. Wow, he was one hunk of a man, all right, big but gentle, and with all the real know-how. That's what every girl ought to have her first time, an older man who has experience and could teach her everything, not some frightened boy her own age with the hots, who was probably more of a virgin than the girl. She was sure that Rob had more experience than Will. Though she still dug Will a bundle, she could live without him now. The kiddish nonsense of handsome faces and dancing ability suddenly seemed insipid to her. Rob was anything but a pretty boy in the face department, but he sure had it where it counted and he knew how to turn a girl on with the right four-letter words at the most strategic times.
Inwardly, the voluptuous young girl experienced an exciting little ripple of sensual delight at her secret thoughts. She was now a full fl-edged "little cunt," as Rob liked to call her, and her lover man was sitting right down there on the bench.
Damn Annie, the vivacious young teenager in her short shorts and braless "Earthquake" t-shirt bitterly cursed inwardly. As much as she wanted to be close to her voluptuous blonde sister, and had truly felt a loving warmth at one point the night before, Peggy was in complete accord with Rob's lurid plan. If anyone ever did, Annie had it coming to her, and she was surely going to get it. Time for her to go down and do her little thing with the water pail.
Rob had assured her it would be a real light dose, but enough to key up the whole team. Whether Annie had any or not was unimportant. The team would surely drink their fill, and Rob had, by this time, advised his teammates to guzzle their share. It should be a wild show, the beautiful bodied, sexily dressed young girl thought to herself. She'd gone the pot route a few times, but never acid. Anyway, she was only going to be a spectator. Annie was the star performer, and she'd bet that when the final curtain rang down, her beautiful big sister would have some new viewpoints regarding the way she treated some members of the team.
After the game, the coach stayed long enough to tell the Earthquakes what he thought of the way they had played that day and then he left, the anger clearly showing in his walk.
Annie went into the locker room with the team, hardly aware that Peggy had joined in and was behind her. Within, she seethed at the stupid beating they had taken, the first game lost in the last twelve. She . couldn't yell at them; it wasn't her job and the coach had worked them over pretty good. Besides, they were grown men and were very well aware of the seriousness of losing this game today. It might mean the loss of the league championship.
She walked through the locker room angrily, slamming lockers, throwing towels roughly into the hamper. It was very apparent that she was angry with them as she stormed around the quiet soccer players.
Rob watched her as she finally gave up acting angry and dipped the dipper in the bucket of drugged water, drinking deeply.
Rob nudged Chuck Gregson next to him, then looked up to catch Peggy's pretty eye. He winked and she returned it. Goddamn, what a hot little chick was she, in those short little pants and no bra. Sweet Annie could learn lessons from her, but it was too late for that, now! The viper-tongued, blonde trainer was going to get her schooling from another source, unlimited, and no broad ever had it coming more than she did! Rob smiled as Annie reached up in the expected reaction and clutched at her forehead.' It was working, he thought as he unlaced his shoes and began to strip. The party was on! "Start getting undressed," he whispered to Chuck Gregson next to him. "She's just beginning to feel it."
The uptight young woman didn't know what had suddenly started the wavering sensations in her head. The waves, rapidly growing in intensity, seemed to milk the anger from her, or perhaps dilute it, for she found herself standing in the center of the locker room, surrounded by the team. But she hardly felt ill, rather, invigorated, excited, and terribly loose, almost the way she had felt the night before with Dick and Will. But, of course, that was insane! She shook her head in a reflexive effort to throw off the strange sensation. God, better drop it right there and go home.
"You should treat us better, you know that. Don't act so mad," Rob said, gaining his feet, with Sam Travers behind him helping to pull off his sweaty jersey, then stepping back as the big goalie kicked off his soccer shorts.
Annie, dumbfounded at his unexpected shamelessness right in front of her and, Lord, Peggy was there, too, gaped at the muscular, well built older man as he stripped to nothing more than his jock strap!
"What ... what the devil do you think you're doing?" the shocked female trainer snapped at him. "You might at least wait until Peggy and I are out of here before you so vulgarly decide to strip!"
She realized then that he was insolently standing there spread-legged, hands on lean hips and openly leering at her.
"Damn, trainer, if you don't beat all!" Rob said, his ugly face stretched in a lurid grin. "Here, I thought you dug naked men with big hard cocks, and instead you're getting all uptight, but wait a sec, maybe this will help," and with that he was rolling his jock strap down off his narrow hips and ass, until he stood entirely naked before her, his long, thickly flaccid cock spurting from his hairy loins and clinging to the flesh of his balls from their previous elastic enclosure. "There, that more to your liking, Annie baby?"
An awe-stricken sensation of emptiness, blended with an unfathomable chill of excitement, gripped the blonde trainer's soft belly to abruptly spread through her voluptuous body like ah electric current. She could only stare at the lewdly grinning man standing completely naked before her, hardly aware that more of the team were following his lead, stripping their uniforms and jocks away, until tanned, muscular bodies and cocks were nakedly surrounding her! Then, as if adding insult to injury, Rob Jensen reached down to obscenely grasp hold of his now jerking cock and began to lewdly stroke it before her disbelieving eyes.
"What's the meaning of this despicable outrage?" Annie heard her own harshly gasping voice, her hand creeping defensively to her throat as she took several steps backward until a bench stopped her. She couldn't take her eyes from the obscene sight of the older man grossly fondling and stroking his growing, long, thick hardness. The almost intoxicating light-headedness which had swept over her, though confusing, was a secondary issue at the moment.
"Awwww, come on, Annie baby," Rob Jensen teased, his big hand working the sleeved foreskin of his thick cock back and forth, exposing its purplish, blood-filled head. "Now, you know what this is and what you like to do to 'em ... suck and fuck ... remember ... Dick Haines and Will Barnes last night? That's right, trainer, we know the whole scene. So don't try to play the naive chick with us or give us a spiel about what your husband Tom'll do to us, eh? Because you aren't going to tell him one fucking thing about our little party, unless you want that maybe he should blow his cool. Hell, he might even decide to sew that hungry little cunt of yours right up, and none of us guys would want that."
The young blonde wife, caught up in her maze of incredible emotions, found herself speechless, barely able to think as she blankly gaped at the naked, muscular bodies surrounding her, each and every one obscenely clutching at his menacing cock. Their faces were a sea of leers and vindictive arousal. Somewhere in the room, as a delayed spicy reaction to Rob's graphic use of lewd four-letter words rippled through her, Annie heard a feminine gasp and remembered Peggy. God, it had to be a preconceived plot, but could her own young sister be a part of it?
"Now hold up, Rob!" Will Barnes ordered, pushing his way beyond the ring of naked, aroused men, still wearing his stained uniform as he faced the stripped goalie. He wasn't exactly bubbling with affection for his blonde lover of the night before, not after the way she had just looked at him with disgust at the way he had played, but what Jensen had in mind was nothing short of gang rape.
"Don't give me any trouble, Will boy," Rob warned, "or you might wind up on the short end of a nasty lacing. That goes for you, too, Dick," the big goalie added as Dick Haines shouldered his way to side with his friend. "You cats are outnumbered by a couple of dozen lusty guys who feel that our sweet trainer, Annie, should spread her cunt and mouth around a little more, eh? You had yours last night and now it's our turn, you get the picture?"
Will swallowed tightly, well aware that the naked older man before him could give him a good scrap without any additional help. And he wasn't being belligerent about it, though it was damned obvious he meant what he'd said, and it would be foolhardy for him and Dick to take on the whole team. And what the devil was happening inside his skull? Man, he felt as if he were getting higher than a kite!
"Will ... don't try to stop them!" Peggy said, her own young voice giddy with excitement as she called over the team members' heads from where she stood on a bench. "It's too late for that," she added, the dipper of LSD-doctored water she'd purposefully consumed, mixed with the provocative sight of the guys in their nakedness, all luridly stroking their cocks, quickly inciting her own teenage lust.
"Peggy, for God's sake, what're you saying?" the blonde soccer trainer chokingly questioned, catching sight of her dark-eyed sister's wildly gleaming expression.
"Oh balls, Annie, stop trying to play coy, for cripes sake!" the scantily dressed Peggy snapped over the men's heads. "We watched you, both Rob and I together from my closet. We saw you sucking Will while Dick fucked you from behind, dog-style! Now, what more would you like to know? Oh sister, if anyone ever had it coming, you do, and I'm going to have me a ring-side seat to watch it!"
Again, Annie found herself wordlessly shocked, the cutting edge to Peggy's bitter accusations knifing through her like a series of stabbings from a heated, keen blade. The horror of it all was that they were true and the guilty blonde knew it, and the teenager, along with Rob Jensen, had watched her wildly lewd performance with Will and Dick the night before! God almighty, what could she say, or do? But worse, what did they intend to do to her? It was impossible that they intended she should take them all!
Peggy had stepped down from the bench, wormed her way through the circle of men to take both Will's and Dick's arms, ushering them back away. They hadn't resisted, as if sensibly realizing the uselessness of it. "You two dolls stay with me," the teenage beauty sensually whispered. "I may just need some attention, too, before this gang bang is done with!"
"Come on, Travers, lad, let's get that goddamned uniform off and show our trainer what an elephant's hung like," Rob ordered, drawing responding lewd grins from the nakedly circling men lustfully waiting their chance to fuck the blonde beauty. The big, muscular goalie moved toward Annie's cringing form, his hand reaching out to grasp her slender waist. "I hope you're going to fight me, pussycat. That'll be the final topping on this sexy festival."
"Oh ... Rob ... please ... please listen to me!" she whimpered, still shrinking from him. "I'll make it up to you, all of you from now on, I promise! Only don't do this to me?"
"Promises, promises, promises," the big man taunted. Suddenly, he jerked her against his naked, muscular body, drawing her arm up behind her as he crushed her soft curves harshly to him. His huge, thick cock pressured vertically into the yielding give of her soft belly and with his other hand he grasped her hair from behind, painfully jerking it until her face was raised upward and he kissed her heavily, ramming his hot, searching tongue into her mouth, while his nakedly stripped teammates laughed in lurid anticipation.
Annie helplessly allowed herself to go limp against him, lessening the pain to her arm and scalp, her fear of the moment much stronger than her dislike for the big, homely-faced older man. Still, she couldn't deny the immediate, sensual charge the feel of his hardened young cock throbbing against her sensitive cunt raised in her. He released her hair then, and she felt his strong hand moving warmly down her back to the softly curved mounds of her trembling asscheeks, massaging them through the thick material of her sweat suit and nylon panties. Unhesitantly, he clutched and caressed them, tracing a lewd finger along the quivering crevice of her ass, while he suggestively undulated his jerking cock in pressured contact with the pliant softness of her quivering belly.
"You surprise me, Annie baby," Rob said, breaking their kiss and grinning mockingly at her, reading the mounting feverish confusion in her blue eyes which the acid and his cock were creating in her. "Now, you're beginning to look a little like you did last night when the little cunt and I watched you sucking off "Will! That was real for you, wasn't it, babe, sucking Will's big huge cock while old Dick fucked it to your cunthole from behind. Man, you were one horny little bird, all right, the way you sucked that cum from Will's prick, swallowing every last hot drop of it just as Dick squirted his load back up into your hot little pussy. I thought you were going to snap a vertebra there for a few seconds."
On and on he went, his voice a mesmerizing drone as he revived with licentious words the lewd scene she had of the night before. The helplessly drugged blonde trainer could only stare up into his ugly scarred face, unable to deny, or throw off the rising sensations of sensual passion his description and hot, insolent hands were easily firing within her.
"Come up here, Chuck, and give me a hand getting our sweet-assed trainer naked like the rest of us," Rob Jensen's gruff voice penetrated her thoughts, and she saw the stripped Gregson bound forward, his hardened cock waggling out before him, the lewd thought occurring to her that his pubic hair was as red as that on his head. "Lift your arms, Annie baby. Old Rob's going to take this frigging sweat shirt right up over your pretty head so we can all get a look at those luscious tits of yours! That's it, honey, up high."
"Christ, Peggy, what kind of a dose did you dump into that water?" Dick Haines questioned, shaking his youthful, blurry-eyed head at the spectacle of Rob and Chuck undressing Annie right in the center of the locker room. Someone had thrown a number of towels on the floor and they were standing in the center of them, Annie with her arms upraised as Rob pulled the jersey over her head. Behind her, Chuck Gregson was unzipping her sweat pants and working them down over the full, rounded arch of her hips, hips that he remembered so well.
"It's mild, baby, but it had to take care of a lot of people," Peggy whispered to him, running her small white hand along the inner side of his muscular thigh. She leaned closer. "Why don't you and Will get naked like the rest of the guys. Then you can undress me!"
Dick felt his neck snap as he jerked his head around to face her. Without looking directly at it, he saw, her hand in his lap, its palm hotly brushing against the length of his uncontrollably jerking cock inside his uniform. "You realize what you're saying, Peggy?" he hissed from where he sat on the bench beside her, their view unhampered now since all the guys were sitting or stretched out on the benches and floor vigorously stroking their hard cocks at the sight of Annie's slowly revealed voluptuousness.
"Of course, silly! I'm no virgin," she breathed against his cheek. "I'm a little cunt and I'd love to suck your cock while Will fucks me from behind, that is, if you can shake him loose from gaping at what they're doing to Annie!"
The stripping away of her clothing happened so quickly that Annie hardly knew the moment she was totally naked. Rob and Chuck's hands moved skillfully over her, Chuck to her bra, while Rob dropped to his knees before her to tug her sheer white panties down over her knees and ankles.
God! She was naked, as naked as they! She saw some of them moving in on her, while Chuck slipped his arms around her from behind, his clutching hands cupping, squeezing, fondling her nakedly billowing tits, his rigid cock pressing into the smooth crevice between her nakedly quivering asscheeks. Below, Rob's big hands were heatedly stroking down over her hips and thighs as he moved his face in closer toward the light-haired curls of her uncontrollably moistening pussy! Then, the other teammates were running their hands over her exposed nakedness, crowding as close as possible to rub their huge cocks against her satiny, white flesh.
"Goddamn!" Will Barnes choked, a blend of excitement, despair, and rage bubbling inside his gut. "I don't know whether I can take this or not, Dick! But shit, look at her! She's got her arms around them, hugging them up against her while they feel her tits and rub their cocks all over her! Hell, she's loving it!"
"Come on, Will. Let me help you shed that uniform," Dick said. "Peggy wants us to undress her, like they did to Annie! She wants you to fuck her, Will."
"Hunh? Did I hear you right?" the handsome left wing gasped, looking from one to the other of his incited fellow audience.
"Damn, what do you want me to do, darling, write you an invitation?" Peggy sensually whispered into his face, kissing him on the lips. "Come on, Dick, and I'll help you out of that uniform, but remember, the jock strap is mine to take off!"
This was too much for the twenty-four-year-old soccer player; this eighteen-year-old vixen wanting him to fuck her was sending wild jerks through his throbbing cock.