“The fuck are you waiting for? Get this bitch off of me.” Jessica snaps as Erin ponders her options. From your vantage point, you can see a gleam of new hope in Debbie's eyes as Erin turns back toward you. Debbie leans in and whispers something to Jessica that makes the tiny blond squirm harder and glare at Erin's retreating back. “Get the fuck back HERE!” She shrieks as Debbie, emboldened, lays another slap across her ass. Erin waves a bored hand over her shoulder as a she stands, towering over you. “Yeah, yeah. In a minute. There's something I need to do first.”
Erin stares down at you, kneeling before her, panting and staring up through the valley between her huge breasts, and she smiles. Without a word, she cups a hand around the back of your head and arches her hips towards you, yanking your face into her crotch.
Your tongue flicks out for your first taste of another woman, and Erin shudders, pulling you harder. Your senses are overwhelmed with the taste and smell of her. So much so that Debbie's wail of despair barely registers. Erin half falls, half sits, dragging you over with her, not allowing you break contact for a moment. She arches her back and begins to tremble almost instantly, and with whatever sense of surprise you can muster, you notice that she's laughing.
She won't let you raise your head as you lap eagerly at her, but you manage to turn it a bit, and rolling your eyes as far as you can, you can see The combatants' reactions as they watch their bounty slip away. Their identical expressions of shock and dismay hit you like a punch in the gut, and you find yourself laughing into Erin's snatch hard enough to bring tears to your eyes until her thighs clamp around your head as her orgasm rips through her. You flop and writhe as Erin's strong thighs squeeze your head, and you find it more than a little hard to breathe. Just when panic threatens to overwhelm you, she relaxes with a huge sigh, letting you roll clear. You manage to flop onto your back and stare up at the light panels, enjoying free access to air, and the taste of the Captain on your lips.
The locker room is silent now, except for Erin's long, content sighs and your harsh gasps bouncing off of the ceiling you find yourself staring at again. You hear Erin get slowly to her feet, but you can't even find the energy to raise your head anymore. You half hear a bench scrape on the floor, accompanied by a yelp from Jessica as Erin reaches you and casually plants a foot on your chest and says “Bring her over here.”
The patter of bare feet on wet tile brings Debbie into view, tugging Jess along by the ear until you're looking up at all three girls standing over you as you splay on the floor like a throw rug. Jess scowls up at Erin, her tiny breasts sticking out as far as she can make them in a display that's nothing short of comical next to Erin's heaving orbs.. “ You think you're so fuckin' smart, but You still owe. Your pasty ass is mine for the night, you treacherous cunt. Soon as I'm loose I'm going to make you wish you'd gone to public school.”
Erin just shrugs, her breasts rolling with the motion. “Yeah. You can do that. For about half an hour, until the forfeit's up. Then my pasty ass will be planted on your face 'til dawn while Deb roots through your bag for things to ream you with. Or, we can all just call it a night and go to bed, and you can worry about that another day.” Jessica sputters for a reply, realizing the price her revenge might carry, and her shoulders sag. Jess lowers her head in defeat, and you find yourself staring into her eyes. You feel a new flare of arousal from her expression as she says flatly “Can we deal? I let you off early, you go easy on me next time?”
Erin reaches across and pats her on the cheek. “Nope. What I just said I'm going to do to you? That's gonna happen. Bet on it. It doesn't have to happen tonight, though. Maybe if you put it off, you'll find a way to have it only happen once. Probably not, but that's as good as it gets. Your call 'Miss Jess'.”
Jessica stares down at you, mouthing curses and promises of revenge, but when she speaks, all she says is “Deal.” She sighs in relief as her arms are freed, and turns and walks away without another word. Erin doesn't even look at you as she walks away, and Debbie looks down at you guiltily. Apparently, she can't think of what to say, and you're too exhausted to say anything, and she turns away with a small shrug.
You close your eyes and try to summon the strength to stand, and when you open them it's five in the morning and you're shivering from sleeping on the wet tile. You slowly collect yourself and make your way home. You smell like sex and teenage girls but you don't care as you flop onto the couch. You barely close your eyes before the alarm in your bedroom goes, and you drag yourself to the bathroom to shower and change for class, wondering how you're going to look anyone in the eye at practice. |