As Sissy struggled in his arms, the coach felt his cock swelling and hardening. In seconds he had a full hard-on again. The struggling of the helpless girl excited him. Her fear excited him. She was so hot and naked and silky-soft in his embrace! He lifted her up in front of him and started biting her, biting her neck, her tits, her lips, nuzzling into her hairless armpits and licking the moisture, the honey-sweet girl-sweat out of them.
Sissy felt as if she were being devoured. Despite her struggling, she felt powerless in the hands of the coach. If he didn't eat her alive, he would shove his fist up her asshole and torture her. She let out pathetic whimpers, too weak to bawl. As her body quivered in the man's embrace, she felt trickles of warm fluid moving down her inner thighs. Whether it was cum or pussy-juice or her own piss, she couldn't tell. Her loins throbbed wildly inside, but whether from anxiety or sexual excitement, she wasn't sure either.
Still holding her in the air in front of him, the coach turned her around, bent her over, bent her torso against her legs and began to lick and suck her ass-crack, her pussy-cleft. He growled like a bear sticking his snout in a honeycomb. His huge cock throbbed inches from Sissy's nose, his purple cock-head swollen almost completely out of its foreskin. The cock smelled of her own curt, of her own asshole. Its veins were swollen like fat blue snakes. A thick, clear fluid oozed from his open piss-hole.
Suddenly there was a hand on Sissy's head.
"Suck it, cunt!" said Todd Norton. He forced Sissy's head down, stuffed the coach's cock into her mouth. "Taste good, cock-sucker? I'll bet it does!"
Sissy choked and the coach groaned. He gnawed on her succulent ass and pussy, at the same time grinding his cock in her throat. She gagged repeatedly, her spit running down the man's cock and dripping off his hairy balls.
"You look like you got hit in the face with a pie, Coach," said Todd Norton. "I didn't know you were such a pussy-eater!"
To Sissy's relief, the coach released her, letting her slide down his legs until she lay crumpled on the floor at his feet. She swallowed several times, trying to sooth her sore, overly stretched throat.
"You shouldn't be using your mouth on that dirty old thing, Coach," Todd said. He grabbed Sissy by the hair and dragged her up until she was on her hands and knees like Marilyn and Nada and had her head butted against the heads of the two older girls. She still had the leash around her neck, and Todd tied the free end of it around Marilyn's and Nada's neck.
The three girls had their three necks, their three heads tied together now. On their hands and knees, with their heads joined, together they resembled a propeller with three single blades coming off the center.
Todd wrapped a rope around each of Sissy's ankles, spread her legs a few feet apart so her cunt would be easily accessible, and secured each rope to something sturdy and immovable.
The three girls sniveled, but they'd ceased to struggle or beg. They realized that struggling and begging were not only useless, but disadvantageous as well. They would survive best, would suffer least, if they remained passive and accepting. They were helpless, and fighting the men, or begging for mercy, would only excite the men more.
Todd got up behind Sissy. Grabbing her hips, he easily rammed his cock up her asshole. Sissy gasped, arching her back.
"We're even now, Myers," Todd said, starting to slide his cock in Sissy's asshole. "I got her now." He slapped Sissy's ass. "You got a hot shitter, girl. I think I like it better than Marilyn's."
Marilyn clenched her teeth. She couldn't quite believe herself, but she resented Todd's statement. How could that moron prefer that wimpy freshman bitch to her! He had to be out of his mind!
Todd popped his cock out of Sissy. He reached between her legs.
"Niagara Falls!" he said. "This mink is a juicer!"
He rubbed his hand between Sissy's legs until it was dripping with her slick fuck-juices. Then he pushed his wet hand between her ass-cheeks and started to work a few fingers into her asshole.
Sissy's asshole was relaxed from getting fucked, so as Todd worked two, then three fingers into it, she hardly felt them. But when he got his fourth finger inside her, then his thumb, her ass-pucker felt stretched to the limit and she started to squirm. Todd sneered, forcing his bunched digits in deeper, all the way to the knuckles of his hand.
"Stop!" Sissy gasped, panting like a woman in labor. "Take it out!"
Bobby had moved over to join the coach in watching Todd force his fingers up Sissy's whole. Both the boy and the coach were squeezing and pulling their cocks, their eyes focused on Todd's hand and Sissy's incredibly stretched ass-pucker. Marilyn and Nada, although they couldn't see what was going on, were getting sadistic pleasure from Sissy's gasps of pain.
Serves her right! Marilyn thought, still smarting from Todd's comment that he preferred Sissy's asshole to her own.
Todd could feel a dozen pulse beats in Sissy's seething asshole as his fingers stretched it open.
He kept the pressure on, and millimeter by millimeter his fingers slid in deeper, his knuckles at last disappearing inside the girl. Once his knuckles were inside, the rest of his hand followed as if her asshole were swallowing it.
"Jesus Christ!" said the coach, unable to believe what he was seeing. Bobby just gawked, his mouth hanging open, his hand motionless on his cock as if he'd been frozen.
Except for the quivering of her body, Sissy was motionless too. The moment Todd's knuckles had disappeared inside her, the searing, tearing feeling of the stretch subsided, and now she felt a pressure in her asshole that was incredible, but bearable. Compared to her pain of a moment ago, what she felt now was even pleasant. She held herself as still as she could, praying the pain was over for good. She tried not to think about what was happening to her, that she had a boy's fist buried in her asshole.
"I'm gonna keep my hand in here forever," Todd said, slowly twisting his fist, working it in deeper, making it disappear to the wrist.
"Norton, you're crazy," the coach said, but he was fascinated by the sight.
"Yeah!" Todd said, smiling wickedly. He twisted his hand from side to side, and Sissy's eyes bulged. She was groaning, looking delirious, out of her mind. Her right hand moved up between her legs and she started to jerk herself off.
"What're you guys waiting for?" Todd said. "Want me to have all the fun?"
Bobby and the coach looked at each other a moment as if for mutual support. The next moment they went into action, Bobby dropping down behind Nada, the coach behind Marilyn. Their right fists immediately slipped between the legs of the two girls, rubbing, twisting, getting lubed up with fuck-juices.
"You gotta go slow," Todd said. "Get a few fingers in, then a few more, then your thumb. Then just push, real slow. She'll open up like a large-mouth bass and take it." He chuckled at his cleverness. "Ain't that right, bitch?"
Sissy cringed, goosebumps covering her body, her guts churning. It felt as if a fat lizard had crawled up her asshole. She felt no real pain, just that tremendous pressure. It wasn't pain that made her cringe, but the realization of what was happening to her. Todd Norton had his fist and part of his arm up her asshole! His hand was inside her guts! The thought made her so squeamish that she almost screamed. Only the rhythmic jerking of her hand between her legs kept her from going off the deep end. As long as she kept beating off, she'd stay sane – she hoped.
Marilyn and Nada were gasping. The coach had his thick fingers and thumb up Marilyn's asshole, and Bobby already had his hand buried in Nada's asshole to the knuckles.
"Damn it, stop!" Nada screeched.
Bobby shoved hard and his hand slipped up her asshole completely. A tremor shot through his loins as the girl's juicy, sizzling asshole devoured his hand, and he almost shot off without touching his cock.
"Please!" Nada gasped. "Please, oh God!" She writhed, clutching her pussy as if it were the only thing she could hold on to.
Bobby smeared his free hand in the slick juices running down Nada's legs, then wrapped his hand around his cock, slowly milking it from base to head, pleasuring it rhythmically as he worked his right fist in Nada's asshole.
The coach had a much thicker fist than did Bobby. He didn't think he could get his hand in past the knuckles without tearing Marilyn's ass-pucker all to hell. He kept the pressure on, though, slowly twisting his lubed-up hand despite Marilyn's apparent agony. A millimeter at a time, his hand slid in deeper.
Marilyn chewed her lips nearly bloody, writhing like an eel as the coach's knuckles stretched her ass-pucker. She tried as hard as she could not to scream, but suddenly a wail like a banshee's exploded from her lungs, and she cursed with words she'd never before, some of which she didn't even know the meaning of. As she raved and struggled, the coach's fist slipped inside her completely. The terrible pain subsided. She laughed with relief.
"Thank you!" she said. "Thank you!"
"The broad's lost her marbles," Todd said. "I wish I could get a picture of your hairy paw up her ass, Coach. That's a real turn-on!"
The coach looked with disbelief at his arm. Marilyn's asshole was wrapped around his wrist. It felt as if he had buried his hand inside a hot, living heart. He took hold of his cock with his left and started to slide the foreskin up and down.
"Twist your hands, guys," Todd said. "It drives 'em crazy."
Todd was right. As the coach twisted his hand in Marilyn's whole, she wiggled her ass as if she had fire-ants in it and she started to claw at her pussy. As Bobby fist fucked Nada, Nada jerked off too. All three girls were getting fist fucked up the ass, all three girls were moaning deliriously, and all three girls were beating off as if the world would end at any moment and they had to get themselves off before it did.
Sissy had three fingers up her pussy. As she plunged them they made squishing noises inside her. Her pussy-juice frothed out around her fingers, some of it dripping from her hand, some of it running down her legs. Fuck me! she thought, not daring to say the words for fear of making Todd wild. She was enjoying the slow twisting of his fist in her asshole.
Todd had his arm up Sissy's asshole three inches above his wrist. He'd had to snake his hand sideways in her guts to get it in this deep, which was about as deep as he'd ever fist-fucked any girl's asshole. He could hardly believe how deep his hand was buried. He was so excited that he had to repeatedly release his cock to keep from blowing his load prematurely.
Bobby, whose hand was the smallest, was fist fucking Nada even deeper. His arm was in Nada's asshole four, maybe five inches above his wrist. Incredibly, Nada was wiggling her ass as if she wanted even more. The excited brunette had her right hand all but buried inside her pussy. She twisted her hand hard, and her hand disappeared up her cunt. She exploded instantly, wailing, gasping.
"She's coming!" Bobby said. "I can feel her coming!" His cock vibrated and he shot jism against Nada's ass. "Ohhh shit!"
Nada gibbered like a madwoman, grinding her fist inside her pussy, fucking her asshole on Bobby's hand, feeling the splats of hot jism on her ass and the surges of orgasmic electricity in her loins. The fist snaking inside her asshole kept her coming and coming. She thought she'd never stop.
The coach twisted his fist in Marilyn's whole. He worked his foreskin up and down. The fuck-hungry little mink was beating herself off furiously, clawing at her pussy and making cooing, growling noises. In his wildest sexual fantasies, he'd never imagined a girl so hot, so ravenous for pleasure. He had his flat up her whole, for Christsake, and she couldn't get enough of it! What a slut! He loved her more than any other girl in the world.
"Fist it!" Marilyn growled, grinding her ass on the coach's hand. "Deeper, damn it, deeper!"
The coach twisted his fist, but it wouldn't go in any deeper. Marilyn's asshole tightened like the mouth of a snake, devouring his hand, trying to suck his arm inside. Fuck-thrills pulsed through his arm, as if it had become a cock. His left hand tightened around his cock and he jetted his foreskin down tight. "Uhhhhh! Ahhh!"
Cum shot against the backs and insides of Marilyn's legs, against her crotch and her clawing hand. The coach almost fell over as his body jerked. His hand moved mechanically on his cock, crushing out the feeling, squeezing out the cum.
The coach's fuck-slime dripped from Marilyn's hand. She could smell it, could almost taste it. She rubbed it into her cunt, fucked it into her pussy with her own fingers. She rubbed jizz all over her clit into her swollen, inflamed pussy-lips. The fuck-itch, the sexual heat whirled to a head in her loins and she climaxed.
"Ohhhh!" Marilyn whined. "Fuck!" Her ass churned and her asshole contracted around the coach's grinding fist. She came so intensely that she almost pissed.
Sissy and Todd writhed in unison, the senior stud twisting his fist in the freshman's asshole, the girl clawing at her pussy-walls with electric fingernails. Listening to the grunts and gasps of Marilyn and Nada, of the coach and Bobby, Todd couldn't restrain his excitement another moment. As his hand became a blur on his cock, he felt the surge of pleasure in his loins and began to ejaculate.
"AWWW fuck!" he bellowed. "Uhh, uhhh!" He kneeled up behind Sissy and sent spurts of cum across her back.
The spurts reminded Sissy of the lash of a whip as they flew across her back. She pinched and twisted her clit, bringing herself off with the boy. As she began to spasm, Todd pulled his hand out of her asshole and it felt to Sissy as if her intestines had been yanked out. She squealed, going out of her mind.
Sissy's manhole gaped, its succulent, pink insides undulating visibly for Todd to ice. Todd grabbed the girl's hips and rammed his cock up her open asshole. Sissy moaned, churning her ass, feeling the hot spurts in her guts.
"She's mine, Myers," Todd said as he collapsed over Sissy and squeezed the last of his cum up her asshole. "This ass is mine from now on. Christ, she's tight as a fist again!"
"You can have her," Bobby said. "I'll take this one." He'd pulled his hand out of Nada's asshole and was licking the edges of her slowly closing pucker. He'd always liked dark-haired girls better than blondes anyway. "This one's best."
Marilyn, delirious as she was, heard what was bring said around her, and she became instantly incensed. These boys had to be blind, blind and crazy to be laying claim to two inferior bitches like Nada and Sissy when they had herself to fight over. She had never felt more insulted.
As Marilyn was brooding, the coach pulled his fist out of her asshole and replaced it with his cock. Her asshole tightened around his cock.
"You're mine," the coach said. "Isn't that right, baby?"
In the past, if a male would have said such a thing to her, she would have punched his mouth or kicked him in the balls. This time, she smiled.
"Right," she said, rubbing her ass against the coach's hard belly. You're Goddamn right! she thought.
Nada and Sissy could have their blind and crazy little boys. The coach was hers. The man was hers!
He bit her on the neck and she purred.