The scrabbling girls separate again as you look on. You spare a quick glance at Erin to find her staring intently at the struggle, her hands sliding between her legs, her huge breasts heaving. She seems to have forgotten your existence entirely. There's nothing between you and the door but your weak knees and your lust, which is more than enough to keep you rooted to the spot.
Both girls are panting now, from exertion and arousal. Jessica offers her trademark smirk. “Give it up, Towel Girl. You've been doing whatever I say for a year and a half now, and fucking loving it. It'll take more than Coachie's sweet ass to change that.”
Debbie snorts, but her reply is cut off as Jess suddenly dives for her, trying to tackle the distracted girl to the floor. Deb's hours in the pool pay big dividends for the younger girl, though, as Jess hits with a loud, wet smack and flops to the floor with Debbie's surprisingly heavy frame on top of her.
Debbie doesn't say anything, but she smiles a predator's smile as she gropes for Jess's slender wrists while the slim teen gasps for breath and squirms beneath her. Jessica grunts as her hands are slammed into the ground, and her back arches in futility as she tries to buck Debbie off, but nothing doing.
Your mouth goes dry as you watch Jessica struggle, and you barely register Erin's hand on your thigh until it creeps between your legs. You gasp and tear your eyes away from the fight, but Erin stares raptly at the struggling girls, not even acknowledging your existence as she fingers you. Timidly, you slide your own hand along her thigh, and gently stroke between her legs. She doesn't even turn her head, but she bites her lip and makes a low noise in her throat. You gape openly at her high, firm breasts, trembling as she breathes. You're wondering if she'd react if you kissed them, but a sudden wail of frustration from Jessica drags your attention back to the two combatants.
The tiny blond has her arms stretched above her head, both of her hands pinned beneath one of Debbie's in a position you know all too well. Jess's face is red and scowling, and she's spitting profanities up at Debbie as she tries to squirm free, but Debbie's not even saying a word. She smiles down at Jess with that hungry, predatory grin, and traces the smaller girl's upthrust nipples with her free hand.
You actually hear yourself whimper a bit as you think of how hurt Debbie must be at your picking Jessica, and what she might do if she regains control of the situation. You don't know if it's Erin's handiwork or how badly you still want Debbie in control of you, but the tiny corner of your mind that hasn't been sucked into this madness thinks your reaction is entirely too close to eager.
Suddenly, Jess rears up, white teeth flashing toward Debbie's dangling breasts. Involuntarily, Deb pulls back, but realizes too late that it was just a feint. Mongoose quick, Jessica snakes her arms free, and helps Debbie along with a strong push.
Debbie falls back awkwardly and raps her head on the floor. Shaking her head, she tries to roll, but grunts instead as the Jess's weight drops squarely on the small of her back. Her hands and feet scratch at the tiles, trying to find purchase, but Jessica grabs a handful of hair and refuses to be dislodged.
“That's more like it!” she crows bumping up and down like a cowgirl, driving a grunt from the pinned Debbie with each jolt. Debbie blushes as Jess reaches back and swats her on the ass. “Giddyap, bitch. Take me over to Coach Pervo and I'll let you watch her get her first taste, huh?” She leans down and licks the side of Debbie's face, looking across at you.
Jessica's pretty brow furrows as she notices you and Erin feeling each other up, and her grip slackens briefly. The look on Debbie's pretty face is anything but as she surges up to her hands and knees. Jessica finds that wet, naked flesh doesn't offer a lot of purchase and slides off. She hits with a grunt of her own, and has to scrabble away on her butt to dodge Debbie as she turns around. Her smile is nowhere to be found, and Jessica looks decidedly nervous as her back hits a bench.
Debbie surges forward, and Jess actually yelps and tries to turn and run. She trails off in a strangled gasp as Debbie slams into her from behind, folding her in half and driving stomach into the edge of the bench. You hear her breasts slap into the wood, and for a second, she goes limp, eyes glassy as she struggles to draw breath.
Jessica comes back to herself just in time to wince as her arms are drawn sharply behind her back. She starts to struggle too late as Debbie expertly plants a knee in her back and snaps a loop of terrycloth around her left wrist, then her right. Jessica is muttering a litany of “No … no … no” under her breath and yelps again as Debbie yanks her head up by the hair.
You marvel at the ease with which it's done, and nearly come right there when you think about it being done to you. Jessica is kneeling, bent over the bench with her back arched and both arms chickenwinged behind her, wrists crossed and tied. She tries to get her feet under her, but Debbie plants a hand on the small of her back and easily holds her in place while her other hand slides along Jess's perfect, heart shaped ass.
Jessica blushes and fumes as Debbie coos in her ear. “Yeah, you're real bad, aren't you, Miss Jess? I hope you remember all those things you did to me last year, bitch.” Jess gives a little start as Debbie's hand cracks across her rear, choking back another undignified yelp. She can't help a moan, however, as Debbie's hand trails down between her legs. She clamps them together, but they fall apart on their own as the younger girl's strong fingers work their way inside of her. “Yeah, there you go. I'd tell you not to fight it, but I kind of want you to.” Debbie smiles, nipping at her captive's neck as Jess growls with frustration and mounting arousal. “Feel free to beg though. Anything you want to say to me, Jessica?”
Jessica's feet drum on the tile as Debbie slips another finger into her, choking back a cry. She manages a ghost of her trademark smirk as she finds her voice. “Erin, get your lazy ass over here and kick this bitch into next week.”
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