This is part of an ongoing series I'm posting in my private group that I plan to turn into an ebook someday. For context, all you need to know is Kimmy's last name is Lord and she's part of the rich family that runs The Town.
Chapter Nine: Senior Sexfight Squad
By Stone Kidman
Kimmy and her fellow cheerleaders stood around in a semicircle, wearing their revealing uniforms. She had been telling them about her hot date with her boyfriend Malcom after practice when a shrill whistle not only stifled all conversation but snapped the teens into formation. The five cheerleaders stood shoulder to shoulder when their voluptuous forty-four year old coach came walking out of her office, into the girl’s gymnasium.
“Alright ladies, listen up,” Coach Brandi said in an authoritative tone as her voice echoed in the empty gym. A tall skinny boy Kimmy recognized from one of her classes followed behind the milf. “A new policy was added to include one male on the team,” Coach Brandi continued. “This is Tommy,” she said, pointing her thumb behind her at the awkwardly posed senior.
Tommy was 6’02” and as thin as a bean pole, weighing 145 pounds, which meant he was still on par with the other girls on the senior sexfight squad. He was clad in a tiny pair of speedos that matched the cheer team’s colors of blue and silver. He uncomfortably fidgeted with them and for good measure as the eyes of the other girls were drawn to his huge package. To Kimmy, it looked like Tommy had stuffed a banana inside the skimpy briefs.
“He will be your spar partner for today,” Coach Brandi said. She grabbed the back of his speedos, giving Tommy a wedgie as she pulled him forward to stand in front of her. Coach Brandi said the cheerleaders needed to use Tommy for practice, she demonstrated by reaching around to grip his cock through his briefs and explained how they could control a man by his dick, but to never squeeze too hard or it would count as a foul.
“I want to make it clear he is not ready to compete, so for now he will just be the team’s equipment manager,” Coach Brandi said. The other girls grinned, they knew this term from competing against other schools who had a token boy mascot. It was known that the equipment manager acted as team stress relief, he was basically a freeuse fuckstick. Sometimes after a match, the cheerleader needed to clear out her sexual frustration, or to celebrate with in the showers afterwards, by getting dicked down deep.
“Who wants to go first?” the coach asked. A long arm shot up and a tall black girl said she’d start. The milf told the other cheerleaders to sit on the edge of the mat and watch, to learn pointers. “Bet you ten bucks I can make him bust a nut first,” Naomi said as she smirked and adjusted her blue and silver halter crop top to display more cleavage. It struggled to maintain her 38D cups but the six foot tall black girl was only a few pounds lighter than Tommy so it seemed like an even match to her.
“Twenty says it’ll be me,” Isabella, the petite latina said. Holly chuckled that she’d put fifty on her big tits milking Tommy’s kielbasa. The three cheerleaders agreed the first one to make the rookie cum got fifty bucks as Tommy finished stretching. Kimmy and Cho, the slender Korean student, chose not to be part of the wager and calmly sat on the edge of the mat as Naomi marched out to the center.
Despite Tommy being a couple inches taller, the athletic black teen still seemed to intimidate the rookie senior. After the pair got into position, hunched over while facing each other, Naomi grabbed a handful of Tommy’s scruffy dark brown hair and pulled him into a side headlock once the coach blew her whistle to begin. He wasn’t sure where to put his hands and at first rested them on the black teen’s ass before awkwardly removing them, as if he touched a hot stove.
“Enjoying the view,” Naomi asked as she ground Tommy’s face against the side of her breast. She made sure to keep him off balance by spinning around in short semicircles until she abruptly dropped to one knee and flipped Tommy over her hip. The other cheerleaders hooted and clapped in support after Naomi had slammed her male opponent to the mat. She kept the headlock and continued to try and half smother him with her right boob.
“Ohh,” he gasped when Naomi kept him trapped with a one arm headlock as her left hand reached back and grabbed his erect dick through his briefs. “Is this all for me,” the black teen giggled as she pumped his meat slowly in her fist. “Don’t let her do that to you,” Coach Brandi shouted to Tommy. He struggled to get free but found Naomi’s handjob quite distracting.
The senior sexfight squad had evolved after cheerleading was removed as a sport. They had instead kept the team but rebranded to compete in erotic wrestling. The squad could be recognized as a sport and compete with other teams while still being cheerleaders in other sports. The format of sexfighting permitted a contact sport but by being less physical, the girls could win by pin or submission, in best two out of three falls, unless they made their opponent cum; then they’d win outright.
“I don’t think he wants to win, Coach,” Naomi giggled as she added a twist while she stroked Tommy’s cock. He had finally gotten one arm up and used it to grab Naomi’s long dark hair. She grimaced as her head was pulled back until Tommy was able to slip free of the headlock. He didn’t go far as the ebony teen still had her opponent by his rod.
“Good control,” Coach Brandi said as Naomi used her cock grip to keep Tommy from getting away. She held onto his dick like a gear shift as Naomi pulled the rookie senior into an abdominal stretch. The ebony teen bent Tommy at the side under her armpit and kept his legs apart with her foot, while her left hand continued to pump his stiff organ.
“Milk that white boy,” Isabella shouted and the other cheerleaders clapped along. Tommy grunted as his scrawny chest and stomach was bent while Naomi’s hand teased the tool that tented his tiny speedos. He gasped when she resumed her twisting stroke while Coach Brandi complimented the teen on her technique.
Tommy felt his knees weaken from the combination of abdominal stretch and handjob while he struggled to contain his orgasm. His legs ultimately gave out but, because Naomi still had control of his rod, she ended up falling on top of the rookie. The tall black girl slid up, securing the top mount, and tried to use her dark orbs to smother Tommy. It was one of her favorite methods of defeating opponents, other than making them cum.
“That’s it, arch up,” the blonde coach said. Tommy had tried to buck the black teen off, while Naomi attempted a breast smother, but was focused on keeping her opponent’s hands pinned to the mat. A second attempt had Tommy practically bridging up off the mat, to try and throw Naomi off. She countered by wrapping her strong black thighs around Tommy’s spindly legs and spread him wide in a grapevine.
Tommy lost his bridge, as well as any leverage to try and buck the black cheerleader off. But Naomi’s chance to finish the rookie off with a smother was short lived as Coach Brandi ended counting to five and declaring the ebony senior winner by pinfall. It seemed Tommy barely escaped ejaculation by the skin of his briefs. He only had thirty seconds to recover, the normal break between rounds at a meet, when Isabella stood up for her turn.
The diminutive Puerto Rican teen was only 5’01” and 106 pounds, with her shoulder length curly dark brown hair worn loose and her uniform halter top barely budging beneath her tiny 34A cups. Tommy towered over the latina but this was normal for Isabella as she couldn’t help but stare at the tiny dot of precum on the front of her opponent’s speedos.
“Begin!” Coach Brandi shouted before she gave a short tweet from her whistle. The little Puerto Rican quickly dove for his leg and tripped Tommy onto the mat, before he could grab the petite latina. He was able to get a handful of her curly hair but it left Tommy vulnerable to her body scissors. Isabella’s legs were quite toned and, though they’re not long, the pressure was enough to make the taller male wince.
“Work that dick, girl,” Naomi shouted from her spot on the mat, after she sat down from her match. Isabella had already reached over to try and stroke Tommy’s cock while he struggled in her body scissors. Unfortunately her hands were too small to be able to grip his fat sausage so her technique wasn’t very effective. This didn’t deter the latina since she paid Tommy back by grabbing a handful of his scruffy hair, after he had tried to slip out of her body scissors, to flip around and pull his head between her thighs by his hair.
“Mmm,” the tiny teen moaned sexily after the brown skinned senior contorted her body to the side, while she kept Tommy trapped in the side headscissors, to suck on the bulge in his briefs. After so much jostling around, the head of his cock began to peek over the waistband of his speedos. The other cheerleaders hooted when Isabella yanked down Tommy’s briefs and his massive ten inch dong shot out.
“Free the beast, girl,” Naomi hooted. Her fellow cheerleaders likewise clapped and shouted support while Isabella began to slobber on Tommy’s knob. Since not only stripping but oral assaults as well were permitted in senior sexfighting, Coach Brandi never called any fouls. She did warn Isabella to be careful about not getting trapped in a headscissors herself.
“That’s why I got him by the balls,” the Puerto Rican said after the sound of his dick leaving her mouth made a popping sound. Her small brown hand was cradling Tommy’s nuts firmly, almost like a choke chain, to prevent him from trying to move. The team gum chewer was known for her oral expertise but even Isabella was having trouble fitting anything past the puffy tip in her mouth. Her lips were already stretched wide as Tommy would occasionally trust his hips up on reflex, gagging the latina.
He managed to get his head free and tried to sit up ti grab the latina while on the mat. However a quick tug on his nuts kept Tommy trapped on his side. Isabella slid around like a snake and wrapped her thighs tightly around Tommy’s head. It was a reverse headscissors and the girls were treated to the sight of their latina teammate slurping on her opponent’s cock like a popsicle while Coach Brandi saw Tommy’s face. It poked out from beneath the short silver and blue pleated cheer skirt. He was quickly turning red, after Isabella crossed her ankles to increase the pressure on the headscissors. Not to mention his stifled moans and gasps of pleasure that came in between his grunts of pain.
Tommy tried to take Coach Brandi’s advice to not let Isabella milk him. His face was right against her ass so even when he tried to pull her white thong to the side and either lick or finger her nether regions, it was only rewarded with a squeeze of the Puerto Rican’s thighs. That’s when Isabella poured the pressure on as she moved her mouth lower. She had been unable to do more than baste the tip like a lollipop but she was able to fit Tommy’s balls in her mouth. Coach Brandi had shaved his crotch herself, since he was not only her teacher’s pet but was going to endure the gauntlet of cheerleaders for his tryout spar. He struggled to hold back his orgasm while his face turned a brighter red while Isabella crushed his head between her firm legs.
“I submit!” Tommy shouted. Coach Brandi blew her whistle to indicate the round was over. The latina reluctantly unlocked her legs but made sure to finish pulling off Tommy’s briefs. She had already worked them down around her knees and wanted to keep them as a trophy, which was standard with panties in a typical cheerleader match, should an opponent successfully remove them during a round and win.
Coach Brandi held her hand out, saying there weren’t any trophies while doing a spar. Isabella handed Tommy’s speedos over but the milf refused to let the rookie put them back on. “If you lose your shorts in a real match, you’ll need to continue without them,” Coach Brandi said. She suggested he learn to wrestle without them like any of the girls would if they lost their panties.
“Oh, oh, can I be next,” a busty blonde cheerleader said as she raised her hand and animatedly waved it in the air from where she sat on the edge of the mat. Holly was one of the curvier members of the team and was given the nickname Cakes by the other girls. The milf nodded and gave Tommy a few more seconds to catch his breath from his last match before he told the two teens to get into position to lock up.
Holly was 5’04” with full 42DD’s that look enormous on her shorter figure. Her plump pale white ass stuck out under the short cheer uniform skirt. The tiny white thong she wore beneath was little more than a g-string that was buried between her full cheeks. Her top strained to contain her jiggling breasts as the blonde teen could barely stop staring at Tommy’s exposed hard cock.
“Ready? Begin!” Coach Brandi exclaimed with a sharp tweet on her whistle. Tommy had been shy before but now he practically wanted to crawl into himself as his big dick wagged obscenely in front of him while he circled Holly on the mat. The blonde meanwhile had been trying to distract Tommy by purposely undulating her huge jugs in the small crop halter top.
Tommy made the first move by rushing forward to wrap his arms around Holly. She grunted as he picked up the 145 pound blonde in a bearhug. Coach Brandi congratulated Tommy on his initiative until Holly likewise wrapped her arms around her opponent’s head and pulled his face into the teen’s cleavage. He stumbled around the mat like a blind man while the pair were locked in their war of attrition, Tommy trying to squeeze the air out of the busty blonde and Holly trying to deprive the hung rookie of oxygen.
“Get out of it, Tommy,” Coach Brandi shouted as the other girls cheered Holly on. He finally started to fade and released his bearhug before dropping to one knee, like he was proposing. Holly seemed to tighten her smother by leaning forward to bury Tommy’s face within her bosom.
“Smother that white boy!” Naomi shouted as the other girls cheered their friend on. Holly had pushed forward and got Tommy on his back. Tommy flailed around on the mat until he was able to buck Holly off, tossing the chubby blonde across the mat over his head. He sat up to try and get away but took a few moments to gasp for fresh air before he was pulled back by Holly grabbing his scruffy hair.
“Ugh,” Tommy grunted when the curvy cheerleader locked her thick thighs around his ribs. They hurt a bit from his earlier match with Isabella, so he was too focused on trying to pry Holly’s legs apart before she pulled his head back. She used her handful of hair to turn his face so she could shove her tongue into his mouth.
“Mmm,” Holly purred as she reached around to stroke Tommy’s fat cock, which stood up as stiff as a flag pole. Tommy froze momentarily while he seemed to enjoy the make out session until Coach Brandi told her boytoy not to let himself get distracted. He suddenly rolled to the side and escaped the body scissors before the nude senior fell on top of Holly, pinning her to the mat.
“Hah, got you,” Tommy said after he pinned both of Holly’s wrists to the mat. He quickly ate his words after the blonde once again wrapped her legs around Tommy’s waist and squeezed the inexperienced senior. “You sure about that?” Holly asked. The teen grimaced as his ribs had taken a lot of punishment between the two cheerleaders but he hoped Coach Brandi would count the pin.
“Ohh yeah, baby,” Holly purred as she felt Tommy instinctively thrust his hips forward and push his bare cock against her twat. Only the thin strip of cotton separated their genitals and prevented Tommy from penetrating the busty blonde. Holly rocked her own hips back and forth, encouraging her opponent to thrust his rod against her slit.
“God I want to feel this big cock inside me,” Holly whined in a sexy voice while she kept one shoulder off the mat so Tommy’s pin didn’t count. “Why don’t you just pull my thong to the side and bury your fat dick inside my tight little pussy,” Holly continued to say in a lusty voice. Tommy had his head down, trying to concentrate on not blowing his load while still unconsciously pushing his pole against the blonde’s crotch.
“Think how nice and warm it’ll feel when you cum inside me,” she moaned sexily. Tommy couldn’t take anymore and released Holly’s wrists to sit up straight. He reached behind to try and unlock the cheerleader’s scissors but Holly sat up too. The blonde grabbed a handful of Tommy’s hair as the duo rolled about on the mat until Holly ended up on top.
“Now who’s got who,” the blonde giggled. She had both arms wrapped around Tommy’s head so his face was buried between her gigantic breasts. She lifted his head up off the mat, so the coach couldn’t count the pin. Nor did Holly want Tommy to submit, instead she slid her legs back.
“Mmm, bet that feels good, doesn’t it?” the blonde cooed after Holly wrapped her creamy thighs around Tommy’s stiff erection. The other cheerleaders could hear him moan, despite Holly’s double D’s completely obscuring Tommy’s head. He began to thrust up and down, fucking the blonde’s soft thighs, as she continued to dirty talk the rookie.
“Go ahead and shoot your load, baby,” Holly continued, “I want to see that big prick spurt all your yummy boy yogurt for me.” Finally Tommy grunted loudly as his dick sprayed ropes of jizz like an erupting volcano that landed on the back of Holly’s thighs and skirt. The blonde stood and received a chorus of cheers and congratulations from her teammates.
“Come on, Tommy, you held out as best you could,” Coach Brandi said, as she offered a hand up to her boytoy. Since he was worn out from not only wrestling three of her best girls but also busting a huge nut, Coach Brandi allowed Tommy to have a break. Instead Kimmy and Cho were instructed to have a spar, which was typically how their after school practice went.
The 5’05” and 115 blonde stood up and marched to the center of the mat. Kimmy had a toned body with tiny A cups tits that she was often insecure about, but a tight little ass. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and her four pack abs were visible in her crop top halter uniform top. Cho, a Korean-American student, was only an inch shorter than Kimmy and a few pounds lighter, with perky 34B cups, she had short jet black hair just past her ears.
The two teens went to lock up, after their coach blew her whistle. Kimmy was incredibly fast and got Cho with a waist lock takedown that had her teammates clapping. The young Lord princess wasted no time as she locked in a rear sleeperhold. Cho knew the counter for this and reached under Kimmy’s skirt to pinch her rival’s clit over the blonde’s thong.
“Eep,” Kimmy squealed softly and found Cho getting out of the hold before the blonde team captain was pulled into a headlock by her hair. Temporary hair pulling was permitted in Senior Sexfights, as long as the opponent let go within five seconds.
“Nice job,” Kimmy grunted, but knew Cho’s weakness was her sensitivity. The Korean girl gasped softly when Kimmy reached up to tweak Cho’s nips through her halter. Her reflexive shyness came into effect after Kimmy pulled down the front of Cho’s halter top, exposing her left breast. The asian teen let go of the headlock to cover her boob. This allowed Kimmy to use a handful of hair and pull her teammate into a headscissors.
“Ohh,” Cho gasped softly when Kimmy pulled up her friend’s halter top, completely exposing the asian girl’s chest, and began to play with both of the Korean cheerleader’s nipples. “You’re so easy to manipulate,” Kimmy chuckled. She soon made a loud yelp of pain when Cho yanked up on her opponent’s thong, giving Kimmy a wedgie that loosened her legs and allowed the asian teen to escape the scissors.
“Good use of tactics,” their coach said as the other wrestlers clapped. Cho had grabbed Kimmy’s ponytail and pulled the team captain back so now the blonde was trapped in the asian’s body scissors from behind. “Mmm,” Kimmy moaned when Cho pulled the blonde’s face to hers and began kissing. Cho’s hand slid around to rub Kimmy’s clit over her panties.
“Get her pussy, girl,” Naomi hooted. Kimmy’s cheer skirt had gotten hiked up so everyone could witness Cho’s fingers strumming the blonde’s clit like a guitar. Kimmy broke the kiss to nibble on Cho’s neck before the slender blonde began sucking on the asian girl’s stiff nipples.
“N-no…please,” Cho gasped and released her scissors to push Kimmy away. The blonde quickly turned around and wrapped her asian teammate in a side body scissors. The hold wasn’t about a submission but to keep Cho nearby so Kimmy could reach under the korean girl’s blue and silver pleated cheer skirt and yank down her panties.
“You’re lucky I’m not keeping them for a trophy,” Kimmy said. Cho put a hand on her skirt, to cover her slightly trimmed dark bush, before Kimmy turned up the pressure on the scissors. Soon it was the blonde’s turn to cover herself as Cho reached over and pushed up the captain’s croptop, exposing her tiny tits.
“Free the tater tots!” Holly exclaimed, which caused the other cheerleaders to burst into laughter. Kimmy tried using one arm to cover her chest but Cho kept alternating between each of the white girl’s nipples, tweaking or pinching them, so that Kimmy moved too far away and lost control of the body scissors.
“Paybacks a bitch,” Cho said after she leapt onto Kimmy’s back, when the blonde turned away to cover her chest. The korean teen wrapped one arm around Kimmy’s throat while her other hand reached back to tug down her opponent’s panties. Initially, Cho hooked her thumb into the waistband of the thong, since Kimmy’s skirt had flipped up to expose her heart shaped ass after the scissors broke.
Eventually, Cho locked in the rear choke while she used her bare feet to slide Kimmy’s panties down past her knees. She didn’t have the hold locked in tight enough and, after Kimmy wiggled her thong off the rest of the way with her own legs, she pushed up from the mat. Cho was bucked off and thrown from Kimmy’s back like a greenhorn bullrider. Angered by her humiliation, Kimmy pulled Cho’s head between her toned legs and locked in a figure four headscissors.
“How’s that payback feel,” Kimmy said, as she kept one hand on her own ankle, which held the figure four tight, while her other hand had slid under Cho’s cheer skirt. The asian girl’s gasps came between her beleaguered grunts as she attempted to break free of the headscissors but kept getting distracted by how good Kimmy’s fingering felt. She tried to slide her hips away but the team captain just increased the pressure to Cho’s head for a few moments to weaken her foe, before the blonde resumed fingerbanging her opponent.
“Go ahead and cum for me,” Kimmy grunted as her wrist seemed to pump faster, “then I’ll let Tommy have his way with you.” This made a devilish grin spread across Kimmy’s face and gave Cho enough motivation to reach up and not only pull Kimmy’s hand off her ankle, thus breaking the scissors, but shut her legs and rollaway on the mat, sparing herself from losing via climax.
“Nice try,” Kimmy said as she grabbed Cho’s ankle, “but I know when you’re close.” The blonde teen stood up and stepped over the asian girl’s hip before she sat down to straddle Cho’s crotch. Their skirts were askew due to the wrestling so everyone could see Kimmy’s shaved twat grinding against the Korean’s bush.
“Oh god…oh god…,” Cho moaned as her hands gripped the mat as if she were holding on for dear life. Kimmy told her opponent to cum for her as she ground her pussy back and forth like an olympic rower, twerking her hips back and forth, before she started pounding Cho’s muff. “No…no…oh yes! Yessss!” she exclaimed as her legs trembled from the squirting orgasm. Kimmy fell to the mat, breathless as she had been close to the edge herself, while the other cheerleaders jumped to their feet; screaming adulation. Coach Brandi even applauded Kimmy’s effort before she told the girls that they had a good practice and should go hit the showers.
“As long as he’s coming with us,” Naomi said, as she wrapped her muscular arms around Tommy’s still nude body. The milf nodded and the rookie was practically carried into the girls locker room. He was besieged by Naomi and then Holly making out with him as Tommy stumbled while being pushed into the open showers.
“I get to play with this first since I won,” Holly said as she knelt down to suck Tommy’s cock. “Remember you all owe me fifty bucks,” she giggled before wrapping her lips around his dong. He had gotten hard during the last match and only Coach Brandi had noticed. She had edged Tommy slowly throughout Kimmy’s tribbing session, making sure he’d be ready for the girls to play with. This would be his job after all, keeping all five girls pleased anyway they desired, until he was ready to compete as an equal.
“Mmm, save some for me girl,” Isabella said as she resumed her ball sucking from earlier. Naomi had Tommy busy sucking and licking her nipples, after all three teens had stripped off their uniforms. Kimmy had helped Cho walk into an adjacent area of the locker room where Kimmy had enjoyed getting eaten out by the loser in her earlier gym class.
“I think you know what to do,” Kimmy told her asian friend. Cho began making out with Kimmy, their tongues gently intertwined before the Korean moved down to nibble and suck on Kimmy’s nipples. “God you’re so good at that,” Isabella said as she watched Holly titty fuck Tommy’s enormous rod. She pumped his meat until he shot a load across the blonde’s big tits.
“That’s two you owe me,” Holly chuckled. Tommy’s legs were weakened from the orgasm, wobbling and making it difficult for him to focus on Naomi’s black jugs. The trio laid him down on the shower floor with Holly swapping places with her ebony teammate. “Clean me up, stud,” the blonde said as she shoved her cum covered breasts in Tommy’s face.
Naomi was trying to deepthroat his cock until it started to get hard and she had to back off or it would choke her. “Go ahead girl, ohh,” Holly moaned after she had climbed on top of Tommy’s face to ride his tongue, “you can get first crack at that monster dick.” The ebony amazon squatted over his pole and slowly lowered herself down on it.
“Oh god…,” Kimmy moaned after Cho had knelt between the blonde’s legs and began eating the captain out. She almost tried to push Cho away, after her first orgasm made her clit sensitive, but the closet lesbian grabbed her teammate’s tight ass and pulled Kimmy’s gash tighter against her mouth. She slurped up Kimmy’s juices, she wanted to regain her dignity at such a humiliating match by making the blonde have an equally intense orgasm.
“Oh fuck, it’s stretching me so good,” Naomi moaned as she began to gingerly bounce her black ass up and down on Tommy’s sausage. Holly meanwhile humped his face while Tommy’s tongue swirled inside her delicate folds until the busty blonde shook so hard from her orgasm she fell off the rookie’s face.
“Mmm, my turn,” Isabella said and at first bent down to make out with Tommy, sucking Holly’s juices off his lips, before planting her pussy on them. Noami had finally taken Tommy’s dick all the way to the base. Isabella rode facing Naomi and the two cheerleaders began making out, with the latina playing with her teammates black jugs. Naomi sat on it before she started pumping her hips until an uncontrollable orgasm made her lose her breath. She tried to pound it faster, wanting to be the first one to break his cock, but the tip was slamming against her cervix and she began spasming like an epileptic.
“You’ve had enough, girl,” Holly giggled as she straddled Tommy’s dick. “Besides it’s my pussy he wan—,” her words cut off as the girth of Tommy’s organ stretched the blonde to the point she also had trouble breathing. She managed to push herself past it and began bouncing on it, though never fully being able to take his ten inches all the way in. She had him play with her tits after Isabella ground herself to a second climax on his tongue.
“Oh god, you feel so good,” Cho whined as she was now sixty nining the team captain. Kimmy let the Korean eat her to completion twice when she was so turned on, the Lord girl made Cho lie down on the locker room floor so they could tongue each other out.
“You’re the one that made me this way,” Kimmy paused after lifting her head to take a breath. She was still rubbing Cho’s clit while saying it wasn’t fair working her nipples so much. “Mmm you started it,” Cho said before she lifted her head further to suck Kimmy’s clit, sending the blonde over the edge again.
“Looks like everyone is having fun,” Coach Brandi said. She offered the two teens a pair of vibrators but both were so worn out they declined and instead finished up by making out on the floor. The milf walked a little further to see Isabella mounted on Tommy’s dick like a hood ornament, while Naomi had the rookie alternating between eating her ass and her gash.
“Hwey coffch,” Holly said from her spot between Tommy’s legs as she rimmed his ass with her tongue. Just then Isabella squealed out an orgasm that made her breath so hard it looked like she was hyperventilating. Coach Brandi helped the latina up and asked if anyone else wanted to keep using their new relief toy.
Naomi had just completed another orgasm when she had to collapse from exhaustion. “No thanks, Coach,” the trio said in unison. She gave Tommy a hand up as he followed the milf back to her office. Kimmy suddenly remembered her date and gave Cho one last kiss before she quickly threw her uniform back on and exited the locker room that reeked of pussy.
“I’m glad your stamina training is paying off,” the milf said, while she and Tommy walked across the gymnasium. She led him by his stiff cock and said now his reward would be the blonde pleasing him the rest of the hour for doing such a good job. The door had barely closed when Tommy’s moans wafted out along with the audible sound of Coach Brandi sucking his used cock. She enjoyed the tastes of the other girls especially knowing he was able to give them all a good time.
