"Suck it!" the coach said, jerking on Marilyn's head.
"Eat that hog!" Todd growled. "Suck that fucker off!" His fingernails dug into Sissy's scalp. He pulled her hair.
As the men fucked the girls' faces, the girls jerked themselves off. The more the girls choked, the harder their faces were pounded and jarred by the heaving loins of the men, the hotter and itchier their pussies got. They clawed their pussies inside as they finger-fucked themselves. Growling sounds came from their throats.
"I'm gonna blow my wad!" Todd moaned. "Awwww shit!" His eyes rolled back. As his salty spunk flooded Sissy's throat, she wretched. His hard teen cock nearly lifted her head off.
The coach felt his own climax beginning, felt the jizz uncoiling in his balls. He pressed the button on the switchbox, saw both girls shudder, saw Marilyn's eyes nearly pop out. His cock flexed and he shot off in Marilyn's gullet. He pressed the button again-again-again.
Cum came up through Marilyn's nose, bubbled from her flared nostrils. She gagged violently, drooling more cum on the coach's balls than she swallowed. She had no control over herself as the electricity zapped her asshole and shook her body. Spasms exploded in her asshole, in her cunt. Her toenails nearly cut through the tough covering of the exercise mat as her toes clutched, clawed. A wail came from deep in her throat.
Sissy gurgled, her throat flooded with Todd's cum. Fuck-spasms gnawed through her loins. As the dildo shot electricity up her asshole, her spasms became so intense that her guts cramped. Only Todd's grip on her head kept her from hitting the ceiling.
When Nada heard the other girls coming, she brought herself off instantly with a few skilled jabs up her pussy. As she writhed with orgasmic ecstasy, the cock in her mouth tasted sweet to her and she sucked it fiercely, wanting to swallow it. Her fierce sucking sent Bobby over the edge. Clutching her head, round his back as he humped in a frenzy, he exploded into her mouth. Hot gobs of cum slid down her gullet.
"Awww mannnn!" the boy moaned. "Suck it out!"
A minute later, as Nada continued sucking his drained cock, Bobby's tune changed.
"Stop!" he gasped. "Jesus Christ, stop sucking!"
The coach and Todd were thinking the same thing, but about Marilyn and Sissy. They had to force the two cum-hungry blondes away to make them stop sucking.
Marilyn leered up at the coach, cum trickling from her mouth, her tongue fucking along her lips.
Which one of us is the slave? she was thinking. Me, Coach – or you?
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It was well after midnight. Of the fireworks in Grant Park, only a few ashes were left. In parked cars behind bushes, on blankets on the round, only a handful of couples remained, getting in one last fuck before going home to bed, the girls and boys to separate homes and separate beds. Only a few couples would dare stay out all night, sleeping together in locked cars with dew-misted windshields.
Over in the gym at Memorial High School, the lights were still on. The exercise mat in the center of the floor lay directly under hot spotlights and was wet with sweat, sweat from a coach, two boys, and three girl gymnasts.
The coach and the two boys wondered how much longer they could go on before their balls shriveled to prunes and they fainted from exhaustion. It amazed all three males that they could still attain such firm and pleasure-filled erections. The girls were unconcerned with things like exhaustion and shriveling balls. The girls didn't know what sexual exhaustion meant they were just getting warmed up.
Marilyn, on her hands along with Nada and Sissy, enjoyed the feel of the rough rope around her neck. She and the other two girls were still wearing rope leashes, and, the men were walking the girls like dogs, like three bitches in heat with their tails up in the air.
Marilyn's asshole throbbed. Fuck-juices trickled from her pussy. Her swollen tits swung like udders. As she crawled on all fours, she kept glancing up over her shoulder at the coach. His big erection wagged from side to side, fuck-lube dripping from the tip of it, his foreskin retracted to the edges of his swollen cock-knob.
It thrilled her to know she was the coach's personal slave girl. She imagined him dragging her away somewhere and keeping her penned up naked, with a leash around her neck, and his big cock ready at all times to pleasure her. He could use his fist too, and that electrified dildo, and he could force her to do anything, absolutely anything, and she would milk the cum out of him, would suck the very life out of him, with her mouth, with her cunt, with her asshole. He would bring in other girls and force her to have sex with them while he watched. He would make her perform for him – dancing, tumbling, masturbation. He would make her jerk herself off in front of him, and the shame of it would thrill her to no end.