“Tell anybody what?” he said, touching his lips to my throat. “Tell anybody you sucked off the whole football team?”
He was pushing me down, his hand on my shoulder. I twisted and he slowed my descent, so it only stung a little when my knees landed on the concrete floor. He was holding me from behind, one hand inside my suit, the other gripping my short hair. He leaned back and turned my head. I grabbed his wrist and tried to pull free, but he was too strong.
“You want your key, you gotta pay the toll,” he said. “You gotta work for it.”
I was surrounded, pinned down, my small frame pulled against his hard body, his erection throbbing against my back. His hand snaked down between my legs and his fingers teased my folds, and I gasped. I was already getting wet. The smell of male musk and sweat and pushed the tang of chlorine out of my nostrils. I tried to push it away, thinking this isn’t me, I’m not doing this, but it was unmistakable. The hand holding my hair held my head still as the first of them stepped up, stroking his cock to a half hardness. When his hand fell away I realized how big it was and that was only half hard. He stepped up and took it in his hand, and began rubbing the head against my lips. It was hot and surprisingly soft, sliding over my tightly closed lips, pressing, trying to gain entrance. I gasped for a breath and my lips parted.
My mouth opened around his cock as it slid between my lips, hardening as he let out of a soft groan, which prompted a gale of laughter from the others. I was too busy staring at his sculpted abs filling my blurred vision as the push came from behind. He was moving my head, using my lips to stroke the other player’s cock. I was still pulling a his wrist, but feebly. The cock in my mouth was overwhelming and the feeling of fingers teasing my pussy was humiliating but exhilarating at the same time, my body assaulting me with strange, shivery sensations totally unlike when I touched myself. A wave of fear passed through me as his finger pressed at my entrance. Would it hurt? I’d never had a man inside me before, never even come this close. There was too much at once, it was too overwhelming.
I didn’t realized what the sudden rock hard throbbing of the cock straining my jaws meant, or the taste of salt on my tongue, until he grunted and pumped a thick spurt of salt-bitter cum into my mouth, then another. I coughed and gagged and felt it overwhelm my mouth and spill down my chin. There was yet more as he pulled away. It hit the chest and neck of my suit with aloud, wet slap.
“Watch it,” he said, behind me. “Get it on her, bro!’
I didn’t have time to think. There was another cock pushing into my mouth as a finger slid up inside me. I was so wet, it just slipped in and started moving inside me, slowly at first, like he was testing my reactions, feeling me clench up and quiver against him as he found the spots that sent cold shocks running down my legs or made the heat pooling between my legs move even further. He pressed his lips to the back of my head and breathed slowly, a strangely intimate gesture even as the other player held my head in his hands and started pumping, sliding his thick cock between my lips, pushing the head towards my throat, pulling back just enough to let me raggedly suck in a breath through my nose. He was fucking my mouth, the roughness strange against the gentle tenderness of the finger teasing my pussy. A second joined it, spreading wider. I coughed and gasped and more cum slapped hot on my cheeks and neck, and almost hit my eye. I coughed and twisted. One finger felt good but two was on the verge of pain.
“Please,” I gasped, ragged, “I’m a virgin.”
“Quiet,” he whispered in my ear, his voice rasping.
Before I could say anything else, there was another cock in my mouth. I closed my eyes and held still, feeling my gag reflex twinge and send a jerk through my body as his cockhead pushed against my throat. His fingers pumped inside me, curling and moving against me from the inside as his palm ground against my sex. My clit hardened, tight and hypersensitive, making me moan around the cock in my throat. My legs were shaking and heat spread through my whole body. Sweat popped on my forehead and back and I felt slick wetness from my arousal sliding down my legs. He was kissing the back of my neck. Why was he doing that? His cock slid against my back, pressing against my ass. I felt the tip lightly touch the bare skin of my back and shuddered as I realized what happening. I was getting hot for him even as his friends fucked my mouth.
I coughed and sputtered, spitting onto the floor as the cock drew out of my mouth just in time to slap a fresh spurt of seed onto my cheek.
“Watch it,” key-holder snapped. “Don’t get it in her fucking eye, asshole.”