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Karen blushed and nodded, caught so off guard by his naked
magnetism
that she didn't think to question how he had guessed correctly.
"Where are they?"
She turned slightly and rapped the locker behind her. "In
here."
"Let's take a look and see."
Karen slid out of the way while Jerry opened the locker door.
On the
floor of the compartment was the tiny pair of bikinis. He raised them
up
with his forefinger and thumb and held them out in front of him. "Are
these
what you were looking for?"
She nodded and blushed again, embarrassed to see the grown
man openly
displaying her undergarment.
"How do I know they're yours?"
"My name's inside."
He stretched the band and peered into the brief pair of undies.
"Karen
Sheen. Is that you?"
"Yes," she answered.
"How can I be sure that's really your name?"
It was Karen's turn to frown. "Because I am."
"Maybe you are and maybe you aren't. Maybe you just want
to steal
these," Jerry said, amused at the teenager's dilemma.
"But I am Karen Sheen," Karen insisted, panic cloaking
her expression.
The assistant coach was right. She had nothing on her to prove her identity.
"I would presume if you're the rightful owner of these
panties, it would
mean you don't have any on."
The blonde dropped her eyes for a moment. "I don't."
"I think you're going to have to prove that," the
redhead said in a
deep, suggestive voice.
Karen shot Mr. Marshall a dubious glance. "You mean,
you want me to show
you that I'm naked under my skirt?"
The man nodded with his gaze fixed on her hem.
Reluctantly, the girl lowered her legs and slowly hiked her
skirt up to
her waist.
As the blonde's small cunt came into view, Jerry caught his
breath and
his cock snaked up to the waistband of his jockstrap. Being a stranger
who
knew no one in the small town, it had been weeks since he had gotten
his
rocks off, and he was hornier than hell. That coupled with the pretty
girl's
hot pussy was more than enough to make him throw a sizeable rod.
"See?" Karen said, raising her eyes again as she
continued to hold her
skirt up. "I don't have any panties on." Her words were coming
in abrupt
halts because she had spotted the huge boner behind the assistant coach's
jockstrap. She had meant to demonstrate that the garment was hers then
lower
her skirt, but the redhead's hardon -- after the young lady had watch
her
friend suck off Norman -- was too damn appealing to pass up.
"I see," Jerry said, bringing the skimpy undies
to his face. "But
there's only one way to be really sure." He rubbed his nose in
the crotch of
the undies, inhaling the faint sweet smell of pussy without taking his
eyes
off Karen, then dropped to a squat in front of the girl. "Let me
see if the
smell in the panties is the same as yours." His voice was a harsh
whisper.
Karen widened the spread of her knees as the redhead's face
drew nearer.
She could feel his warm breath on the insides of her thighs and was
overcome
by the potent odor of his maleness.
Jerry's face leaned in between the girl's legs until his nose
was
grazing against her sparse pubic bush. His nostrils flared as he sniffed
up
and down the pretty little cunt, his eyes fixed on the soft pink interior
and the swollen clit at the top.
"Is the smell the same?"
"Yes," he answered heavily, panting like a man who
had just run the
hundred yard dash. "Would you mind if I ..." His tongue shot
out and stabbed
gently into her almost hairless snatch.
"Oh, Mr. Marshall!" Karen moaned as she felt his
tongue squirm between
the lips of her juicy quim.
"Jerry," he corrected before he sucked her tiny
box into his mouth,
eating every hidden, tasty recess his tongue could reach.
"Jerry," she purred, splaying her legs farther and
wiggling around on
the bench.
He raised up and hunched over her as he undid her blouse and
un- hooked
the clasp of her bra between the lacy little cups. Her large, creamy
white
breasts bounced into view, her tiny nipples as hard as pointed pebbles.
"Your tits are lovely, Karen," he said. licking the flat of
his tongue
across each one and leaving a trail of saliva. He stood between her
legs
with his knees pressing into her thighs. "Take my jockstrap off."
The blonde didn't have to be told twice. Her hands raced to
the knit
waistband and shoved the supporter down to the assistant coach's ankles.
His
hard meaty cock snapped out and vibrated against her tits. Mr. Marshall
may
not have been as large as Norman, but his erect peter certainly rivalled
the
size of Mike's pecker. The knob was a deep purple, the shaft, thick
and
etched with veins that webbed down into a dense orange bush and a pair
of
large cum swollen balls.
"Kiss my cock, Karen."
She pressed her lips against the fleshy glans already wet
with his
pre-cum, then took the head into her mouth. She had suctioned the ring
of
her lips halfway down the wide shaft and was toying with his huge balls
when
he suddenly pulled his pelvis back, cheating her of any further oral
homage.
"I can't take much more of your hot cock sucking or I'll
shoot off in
your lovely throat."
Karen thrust her face against Jerry's throbbing dick, pressing
the hard
pecker against his belly while she showered the dorsal side with kisses.
"I
love your cock," she purred, knowing she didn't dare tongue it
too much or
he would cum.
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"Karen," he said, stepping out of the jockstrap roping
his ankles and
laying her back on the bench, "I want to fuck you."
"Oh, yes!" she moaned, parting her legs for him
and pulling his trim
waist into the spread of her thighs. "Fuck me, Jerry. Shove your
hard cock
up my hot pussy, please!" She could hear the pleading whine of
her voice
echo in the boys dressing room as he positioned her legs around his
muscular
thighs so her ankles locked on the firm pillow of his naked ass.
Jerry stabbed the bloated head of his rod into the tight,
juicy quim,
then froze, his eyes puzzling as he looked into Karen's heated face.
"Are
you a virgin?" He had felt the thin membrane start to tear with
his initial
thrust.
"Yes," she said warmly, "but it doesn't matter.
I want you to take my
cherry. Fuck me, Jerry! Please, fuck me!"
He withdrew until just the tip of his dick was kissing her
cunt, then
stabbed as hard as he could. Her membrane shattered in an instant. His
shaft
sailed up her snatch until his heavy balls were snugged against her
asshole.
Both of them were panting hard and sweating. "Are you okay?"
"Oh, yes!" she answered, so hot from finally getting
a man's hardon in
her pussy that she barely noticed the destruction of her cherry. Assured
that the blonde girl was in no discomfort, Jerry began pistoning his
fat ram
in and out of the freshly deflowered quim, bucking his ass high on the
out
strokes and dropping his hips down to plunge even deeper with each
additional thrust. In no time at all, Karen was hunching her hips up
to meet
his onslaught as they both got closer and closer to their climaxes.
"I'm cumming!" she finally cried, feeling the heated
spiral well up
inside her.
"Feel that?" he asked, as he halted with his cock
buried deep in her
snatch. His dick spasmed wildly as his balls shrunk into his groin.
"Yes!"
"I'm filling your little cunt with my cum, Karen."
"It's fantastic," she purred.
After a few moments of his swollen knob spitting out its hot
load up
inside of her, he pulled out. His peter had started to wilt by the time
he
reached for her panties. "Do you want to clean up before putting
these on?"
"No," she said, slipping the undies on and snapping
her bra. "I want to
take you juices with me."
"I know what you mean," Jerry said, yanking his
jockstrap up over his
hips. "I'm going to beat off thinking about you later tonight and
smelling
your twat on my hand."
"I wish you'd fuck me again."
"I don't know, Karen. It's pretty dangerous for me, being
my first year
here and all. If anyone caught me balling one of the students, it'd
be my
job for sure."
"I won't tell anyone, I promise." She stood to her
feet, smoothed out
her skirt and brought her lips up to his mouth.
His tongue met hers outside their faces, then he sucked it
inside as her
hands slid down to the bare cheeks of his humpy ass.
"You kiss as good as you fuck," she laughed as he
pulled away.
"You'd better get out of here before we get caught."
She nodded and took a last look at the sexy redhead dressed
in only his
skimpy jockstrap, the pouch wet with what she knew was partly her own
juices. "When will I see you again?"
"We'll figure out something," he promised, steering
her toward the door.
-= End of Chapter 3 =-
After Maggie got home from studying with Karen, she couldn't
believe how
horny she had gotten just thinking about the first time she and Karen
had
fingerfucked each other during one of their sleep-overs. That coupled
with
remembering how she had let Norm eat out her box today and she had
reciprocated by taking his huge ram between her lips, then swallowing
his
cum load, made her pussy as wet as it had been when she was half naked
in
the boys locker room. The dark blotch soaking through her panties was
more
than testimony of her feverish excitement.
She straddled her feet a good yard apart, watching her reflection
in her
mirror do same and seeing her naked breasts jiggle in the soft shadows
of
her room. Slowly, she eased her fingertips over the enticing mound of
her
vagina, tracing the well defined, outer lips of her snatch through the
sheer
fabric and feeling the cushion of her cunt hairs under the tiny swatch
of
fabric.
She jumped when she heard the firm but gentle rap at her window.
Angry
at the sudden intrusion, she marched across her room, resting her hands
on
the sill and peering outside, forgetting for the moment that she was
naked
except for the abbreviated panties. "Who's out there?" Her
large pliable
tits swung out and touched the cool wire mesh of the screen when she
leaned
forward, but she didn't seem to notice.
"It's me," came a low masculine voice.
Still not knowing who it was, she said softly, "I can't
see you."
A pale pimply face raised up from the hedge outside her window
and
pressed into the screen. "Me."
"Norman Green!" she cried in a hushed whisper. "What
are you doing here?
You are some kind of fucking pervert."
"I thought maybe after the way you went down on me today
you'd want to
see me again," he grinned, staring at her magnificent titties.
"Well, you thought wrong," she said in a curt tone,
although she was
more than aware of the contradictory feelings ebbing through her loins.
It
took only the sight of his cute, pimply face to remind her of the immense
cock he had packed between his legs.
"Let me come in for just a minute," he pleaded,
his mouth watering as he
ogled her bare breasts.
"I wouldn't dare. My parents are sleeping, and their
room's just down
the hall."
"Just for a minute," he said again, all but begging.
"I'll let you play
with my pecker again," he added in a tantalizing voice.
Reluctantly, Maggie removed the screen and raised her window.
In seconds the skinny team manager had hoisted his small sturdy
body up
and crawled through the narrow space.
When Norman's bare feet dropped soundlessly onto her bedroom
floor,
Maggie saw that the short youth was wearing only a pair of thin running
shorts and a brief tank top. "You're going to freeze your balls
off running
around like that at night," she said, noticing the spongy head
of his cock
poking out of one of the loose legs of his shorts. "Summer's over,
you
know?"
"I've got more on than you do," he observed, letting
his eyes wash over
her bare breasts and down to the damp spot where her panties were being
sucked into her cunt. He could see every contour of her snatch and even
the
web of pussy hairs through the wet fabric.
Maggie instantly crossed her arms over her breasts and humped
her ass
back as if that would do anything to hide her nakedness. "I knew
I shouldn't
have let you in."
"You let me in because you couldn't help yourself,"
Norm teased,
dropping his hand to his crotch, then letting it go lower until he was
fingering the swelling head of his hardening cock. "Once you got
a taste of
my pecker, you had to have more. I'll bet you're going out of your mind
to
get more of my hot meat in your mouth."
"That's stupid," Maggie muttered, watching as his
organ filled with
blood, raising the leg of his shorts like a fleshy crowbar levering
out the
thin material. "I'm still pissed because you shot off in my mouth."
"You don't look too pissed," Norm observed, hauling
his shorts down and
letting his boner jut out in front of his narrow hips. He watched her
soft
brown eyes lock on his throbbing ram, a trace of saliva wetting her
puffy
lips. He gave his fuck tool a couple of easy strokes and took a step
towards
the pretty brunette. "Let me see your titties."
Maggie strapped her arms tighter across her naked breasts.
"Why should
I?"
"Because you want to. Because if you let me see them,
I'll let you suck
on my cock again."
"What makes you think I want to suck on your cock again?"
Her voice had
lost all of its severity, and a queasiness was filling her insides.
She knew
as well as Norman that she couldn't resist that pulsating shaft of flesh
at
the junction of his legs or that low-hanging sac of balls anymore than
he
could resist stealing into her bedroom tonight.
"Because you're a natural cocksucker, just like I'm a
natural pussy
eater. And you know if you suck my cock, I'll work my hot tongue up
your
hairy little snatch again. Come on. Let me see your titties."
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