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Tough Girl
She was a good little hockey player, a fast skater, good stick skills and a decent shot. She didn't like to pass though. She'd get the puck and head off down the ice, trying to deke her way round the defenders and the goalie. She was good but she could have been great. Tempers frayed... a plan was formed.
They jumped her as she came out of the showers, each girl grabbing a limb. They forced her down onto all fours, wrapping themselves tightly around her strong arms and legs. She bucked and kicked but she was only sixteen and they in their early twenties; these hard women from the hockey team were going to teach her a lesson.
Her cries went unhindered until someone stuffed a hockey sock in her mouth and taped it in place with hockey tape. She continued to buck and kick, almost freeing a leg with one powerful squat thrust, until four more girls descended upon her and touched her exposed body in all the key places; one handled her small firm breasts by turns roughly and gently, teasing and biting the nipples; one cupped her firm rear and stroked her muscular back, stroking her belly and fingering her hole; one lay beneath her and sucked her labia while the fourth removed the makeshift gag and frenched her, pulling her head back by her short brown hair.
She tensed her muscles and fought the feelings as she was held immobile and aroused in places she had never had anyone touch before. Her stomach muscles convulsed as she fought for breath at the same time trying to expel the tongue in her mouth, but every time a finger probed deeper or a mouth bit down on her sensitive spots she would gasp, her mouth would open, her breasts would thrust forward and her back would arch, two ridges of hard muscle running down either side of her spine. Each thrust grew more powerful and she spasmed uncontrollably, unable to deny her body's reaction to the ceaseless intrusion. As they became more rhythmical and co-ordinated in their assault on her tender spots, her spasms grew more regular until she was thrusting in time to their fondling, fingering, sucking and kissing. A small whimper escaped her lips, then another and another. She felt a pressure building as if she needed to urinate and tried to do so but her muscles were clamped too tightly.
Her whimpers grew to cries as she was stimulated ceaselessly, her whole body arching and spasming as every muscle tensed in unison. Her thighs were spread wider and wider by the girls holding them, who slid their hands around them and stroked them up and down as her labia and clitoris were sucked and licked from beneath. One of them slid a finger inside her, then another, and worked them around. She was unable to stop herself from thrusting now in time to the motion, rubbing her mound on the girls face who lay beneath her, thrusting her chest into the hands of the girl who was squeezing her breasts and in turn fucking the fingers in both her holes. Between desperate gasps for breath and uncontrollable cries she even ate at the mouth of the girl in front of her.
She became hungrier and hungrier for these new sensations, more and more desperate for fulfilment as the co-ordinated thrusts and bites and licks aroused her to an incredible level of frustration. Release came when the girl beneath her briefly licked her piss hole with the lightest of flicking tongues when at the same time the two girls with fingers in her drove them deeply inside her rectum and vagina. She exploded into a simultaneous stream of yellow piss and a surging orgasm; her whole body stiffened and vibrated as every muscle was pulled taut; she leaned her head back and screamed a girlish scream of one who had never experienced the feelings that had just wracked her body; her body's natural desires had overcome her and she had been made to come as never before by the hard women of the hockey team.
In the car on the way home she sat in the middle of the back seat, the captain and assistant holding her tightly from either side and taking turns to kiss her and stroke her thighs; this sixteen year old hockey star in her baggy rain jacket with her tough girl attitude having fallen very much in love with the team that had shown her what a team could do that an individual could never hope to achieve.
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