"Holy shit!" Bobby said. He grabbed at her crotch, filled his cupped hand with girl-piss, then lifted his hand and rubbed the piss all over his belly, all over Nada's ass.
"You fucked the piss outa her," Todd said. He slapped Marilyn's back with the flat of his hand, almost knocking the wind out of her. "Piss, bitch! Piss like your girlfriend!"
Marilyn had no trouble letting go. In fact, she welcomed the chance to relieve her bladder. As the piss ran down her legs, Todd chuckled dementedly and caught handfuls of it, which he slapped on her back, on her ass, in Nada's face. Bobby caught more of Nada's piss and threw it in Marilyn's face. The boys laughed, their bodies flushed with lust and sadistic excitement.
The girls winced from the pin that was splashed in their eyes. They winced even harder as the boys renewed the savage attack on their assholes. Shivers passed through the girls' bodies as the big cocks jack hammered inside them, reaming out their assholes, turning their bowels to jelly.
"Feels good!" Bobby moaned, a dazed expression on his face as he thrust his cock repeatedly into Nada's seething guts. Such intense quivers shot through his cock that he felt the fuck-sensations all the way to his toes.
"Let's cream 'em," Todd said, humping like a bull. "Let's blow their fucking heads off?"
"Yeahhh!" said Bobby. "Let's shoot 'em up!"
The fingernails of the boys sank into the tender flesh of the girls' waists and hips. The boys' bellies smacked savagely. The boys' cocks plunged, disappearing to the hilt with each grinding stroke.
"I'm close!" Bobby gasped. "I'm-I'm coming!"
"Yeahhhhhh!" growled Todd. "Fuck!"
The boys snapped their heads back, rolled back their eyes, and rammed their cocks in so deep that the girls thought the cock-heads would come out their mouth. Molten fuck-cream exploded from the cocks of the two boys and splattered in the girls' guts. The boys grunted and bellowed like two young bulls getting off for the first time. The girls jerked with each powerful ejaculation into their bowels.
Thank God it's almost over! the girls were both thinking. But as the cum-spurting turned to cum-oozing, as the cocks began to soften inside them, the girls began to feel let down. They realized their pussies were throbbing, their pussies were leaking. They realized they were horny. They needed to get off themselves!
The spent boys slumped over Marilyn and Nada, grinding their bellies against the girls' asses, pleasuring their softening cocks in the tightness and heat of the girls' throbbing assholes. Their humping slowed, their cocks slipped out, and Marilyn and Nada let out moans that sounded more like moans of frustration than relief.
"They ain't had enough yet," Todd said, watching his jism trickle out of Marilyn's partially open asshole. "What're we gonna do with these nymphos, Myers? They're a coupla fucking bitches in heat, a coupla dogs, for Christsake!"
Bobby got up. Nada's half-open asshole looked so good to him dribbling his freshly shot cum that he couldn't resist sticking the big toe of his right foot up it.
"I'll give this one a toe-fuck up the asshole," Bobby said, squeezing his half-hard cock.
Nada panted as Bobby's toe twisted.
"A toe ain't big enough to satisfy that bitch," Todd said. "Hell, a cock ain't big enough to satisfy that one, nor this one neither." He rammed a finger up Marilyn's asshole and watched his cum froth out around the pumping digit.
"My toe's bigger than your finger," Bobby said.
"My fist is bigger than your toe," Todd said.
"You're crazy," Bobby said. "Your fist!"
"Ain't you never shoved your hand up a chick's asshole?" Todd said. "What you been doing all your life, Myers, whacking off in a locked bathroom looking at yourself in a mirror?"
At that moment Coach Sterling returned to the locker room. Under his muscular arm he carried a human doll, a naked girl with limp arms and legs and a dangling blonde head. She looked unconscious – or dead.
The two boys looked up.
"So there she is!" said Todd. "Coach was hiding her back there in his office or someplace. How many more nymphos you got locked up around here, Coach?"
"What're you guys up to?" the coach said. "Ever shove your hand up a chick's asshole?" Todd said.
Sissy came alive and started to struggle.
CHAPTER NINE
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."