Nada and Marilyn exploded in unison, whining like two female cats being screwed by hard biting toms. As the spasms swept through their coupled bodies, they shuddered and jerked, writhing against the tile floor, working their toes madly as their contracting cunts exploded in each other's mouth. They groaned loudly, eating and licking until the last fuck-thrills had pulsed through their loins.
In the darkness behind the one-way mirror, Coach Sterling exploded his creamy spunk against the concrete-block wall. The splashes were audible in the still office, and his grunts and gasps of pleasure echoed in the room, making him fear for a moment that there was another person in the dark room with him. Right now he couldn't care. His body was gripped with orgasm, with fuck-pleasure. The cum spurted from his pulsating cock, making a mess of the wall and filling the room with a musky, alkaline aroma.
"Eat it!" he mumbled, imagining his cock in Marilyn's mouth, in Nada's mouth, imagining her thick cum filling their throats and choking them. "Suck it down!"
He closed his eyes, jerking on his cock, pumping out his cum-load. The warm feeling pulsed in his belly and loins. His toes tingled in his athletic shoes.
When he opened his eyes, he had to blink a few times to make sure he was seeing what he was seeing and not imagining it. Marilyn and Nada were on their feet, their fingernails sunk into Sissy Johnson, their juice-wet faces as red and flustered-looking as the younger girl's. Where Sissy had come from, Ross Sterling didn't know, but he could see that she was in trouble – big trouble!
Marilyn and Nada, looking meaner than Ross had ever seen them look, their usual angel-faces contorted like the faces of old witches, dragged the squirming young girl out of the showers and out of Ross' sight. He heard her pleading with them as they dragged her into the locker room, and he cursed the architects who had designed Memorial High School.
The damned architects had installed one-way mirrors that looked from the coaches' offices into the shower rooms, but they hadn't even installed windows that looked from the coaches' offices into the locker rooms. All the coach could do was press his ear to the outer door of the office and listen – listen to the pleadings and whimperings and shrieks of poor little Sissy Johnson as Marilyn and Nada punished her, as they tortured her for having caught them in the act of sucking cunt.
CHAPTER TWO
"You're hurting me!" Sissy whimpered. "Stop, please stop, I won't tell anybody!"
"You're damn right you won't!" Marilyn snarled. She had the dizzy little peeping torn by the ponytail and by one of her tits.
"What should we do with her?" Nada said, her fingernails digging into Sissy's right ear as she twisted on it.
"Teach her a lesson she'll never forget," Marilyn said. "Go lock the door. We don't want to be disturbed by other peeping toms." As Nada ran to lock the door of the locker room, Marilyn forced Sissy face-down along a bench and straddled her, sitting on the back of her neck. Tears ran from the little freshman's eyes and pooled on the gray enamel of the bench top.
"Shut up, wimp!" Marilyn cracked Sissy across the side of the head. The younger girl's cry of pain excited Marilyn and pussy-cream spurted from her crotch and trickled down the sides of Sissy's neck like hot saliva. "You're only getting what's coming to you, you Goddamned Peeping tom!"
"I wasn't peeping," Sissy sniveled. "I just came back to look for my ring, my going-steady ring, I just came back to look for, it."
"You hear that?" Marilyn said as Nada reappeared around the row of lockers. "She claims she was only looking for the going-steady ring that some cock gave her."
"Disgusting!" Nada said. "It turns my stomach."
"I bet she fucks him too," Marilyn said. "I bet she lets him stick that smelly cock of his in her. Is that what you do, bitch, huh? You let him stick that smelly cock in you and shoot his cum? Huh, do ya, bitch!" She jerked Sissy's head up and down by the ponytail.
"No!" Sissy cried. "No! Please stop!"
"Don't lie!" Marilyn growled. "We want the truth! You let him fuck you, don't you!"
"Yes," Sissy whispered, tears running from her eyes.
"What?" said Marilyn. "We can't hear you!"
"Yes," gasped Sissy as Marilyn pinched the nape of her neck.
The two older girls made faces of disgust. Although neither girl had ever come near to having sex with a boy, they'd both spied on their brothers jerking off, they'd both seen the white slime shoot from their brothers' cocks, and they'd both nearly vomited at the sight. Neither girl could imagine ever touching a cock, let alone fucking one.