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Dia's
Team Bang (3)
by
Neale Sourna
Copyright Neale Sourna 2013
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| Dia’s the only cheerleader on the team bus filled with excited,
champion ball players, managers, a middle-aged co-coach, and Mr. Dean, the one
teacher / coach Dia’d open her lovely thighs wide for, anytime and anywhere,
and secretly already has. Dia would do ANYTHING for her man’s pleasure. So, Mr. D will
test his girl’s trust and love for him, because the man has a banging hot
surprise for her AND his teenaged athletes, on the long ride home after their
championship win. There will be slippery hot fun for all, as sweet Dia opens wide
for her first willing gangbang. “Gentlemen, get in line.”
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Team Gang Bang (3) [Free online version, only 1084+ words] | TABLE OF CONTENTS:
Falcons’ Team Bus—Night, Post Game
Team Bus—Her First Man - Coach Dean
_Dia Strips for Coach
_Dia Fellates Coach
_Dia’s Throatfuck Fun
_Dia Swallows Coach’s Cum
_Dia’s Cunnilingus Fun
_Dia Fucks Coach
Team Bus—Mr. Dean’s Fuck Laws
Team Bus—Who Fucks Her Next?
Team Bus—Side Games
Team Bus—Good Friend Stevie’s Turn
Team Bus—More Men
Team Bus—Gay Mr. Jones Assfucks Dia
Team Bus—Lesbian Ms. Smith Fingerfucks Dia
Team Bus—Co-Captain Yune, the Lover
Team Bus—Mr. Cross, the Roughneck
Team Bus—Dia Gets Rough Used
Team Bus—Co-Coach Carlson and More Boys
Empty Team Bus—School Parking & a Driver
Empty Team Bus—Mr. Dean Takes a Second Fuck
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[excerpt, Full Short Story ON SALE] Dia’s Coach (1)
Synopsis_Dia’s Coach (1)
Mr. Dean’s House—Late Friday Night
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[excerpt, Work in Progress] Dia’s Weekend with Coach (2)
Synopsis_Dia’s Weekend with Coach (2)
Mr. Dean’s Bed—Saturday Morning
Mr. Dean’s Bed—Late Saturday Morning Breakfast
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Dia's
Coach (1)
Dia's
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[free] Dia's
Team Bang (3)
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Young
Dia’d fucked and sucked Mr. Dean, her team’s coach, making him promise
she’d be the only cheerleader and
female on the bus, with his all male team. She wanted to be with him,
’cause “boy cocks don’t mean shit, not unless you could lump ’em all
together.”
She’d
forgotten that, now; but Mr. Dean hadn’t, as he walked up front.
“Gentlemen.
My championship team. You’ll always have this, all your lives. All of
us—coach, team, cheerleader, and … trusty bus driver, Pete.” There was
laughter. “We’ll remember this forever.”
They
shouted and rocked the bus.
Immature.
His
powerful presence and mature silence quieted them.
“My
gentlemen, if anyone tells of tonight, I will hurt you; I will end you,
all of you. My team wins together, or is punished together.” They knew
that; but.....
“W-What’d
we do?” stuttered Team Captain Steve.
Mr.
Dean gazed into each of his players’ souls, then into her, sitting in
the middle aisle, rear seat bench in her uniform.
“Dia?”
“Yes!”
“Lay
out those blankets beneath you. I’m taking your clothes off, in front
of my team.”
There
was a silent pause, while the boys heads whipped back and forth between
her and Mr. Dean and questioned among themselves; but reading off their
coach's commanding expression and her compliance, they abruptly
realized why he’d confiscated all of their camera phones, as they now
went hooting crazy, but stayed in their seats, while players and
managers, all teen, except Assistant Coach Rich, jockeyed to see, as
Mr. Dean passed them.
He
winked at her, murmuring for her ears only.
“Surprise.
Still my whore?”
Dia
nodded, breathless. He sat next to her, the bus dimly illumined them
from overhead along with the passing highway lights; he kissed her.
“Whoo!”
hooted the boys.
Mr.
Dean slipped her letter sweater off, then made a move for her bra, but
stopped.
“Awww!”
his team whined, as one.
“Take
it off,” he commanded.
Dia
removed her bra, then leaned back, presenting her breasts to him. He
kissed them, licked them, and sucked on them, and she watched his team
lean closer, feeling what he felt, tasting what he tasted. Their hands
were his hands peeling off her cheerleader kilt with its built-in
panties.
“Damn,”
someone whispered, once she was completely on display.
Dia
lay naked, and Mr. Dean, with his hard, adult cock springing forth, as
he pulled down his trousers, mounted between her eagerly opening thighs
and hit her dead center. He kissed and fucked her, belly to belly,
balls to vulva, with hard bare cock in bare, slippery young pussy, as
she gyrated and pushed up to get the most of Mr. Dean’s cunt-filling
thrusts, with his team looking at what they'd never had and couldn’t
have.
"Ah!"
Dia came and her greedy cunt sucked coach’s cock cum-dry.
He
gazed at her a long while, but spoke to the boys, uh his young men.
“This
cunt is mine; but, I’m giving everyone a special gift. In field order,
gentlemen, pull a condom from my bag. Everyone fucks her.”
“How
many times, sir!”
“Once
each, Hendersen, then back to your seat; and the next man has his turn.
Like my surprise, little Dia?”
She
rubbed against the man still impaling her.
“Might
be fun.”
He
pulled out a hidden piece of black lace and laid it over her entire
face, which she tied as a veil, then felt his kiss on her lips through
it. Mr. Dean’s fat cock slid from her slippery sheath.
“Play
with her tits, but don’t dawdle. If you eat her out, you lose your turn
to fuck; plus, drink my cum dripping from her hole and your teammates’
ball sweat off her vulva. Her mouth is mine.”
“What
about her asshole?”
“Mine.
Touch it and die. Fieldman, get your cock—.”
“Already
out, sir!”
“Then,
fuck this cunt.”
Mr.
Dean shooed away the boys from the next seat by her head, to watch, as
Fieldman dropped his pants, kneeled over her, with his ultra thin and
tough condom covering his young, eager cock, and then found her hole,
easy peasy—Hm, he’s fucked before—then
banged at her like a nervous rabbit.
Okay,
but he’s no good at it.
Fieldman
came, quickly. Then the next, "Bat" Baxter, took his turn; Baxter's
bigger cock slipped into her, and knew some shit. He made her cum.
Thus, their side games and bets began.
Boys
make games out of shitting and pissing, too.
If
Dia came, the guy got “extra points.” The other “game” was getting her
to grab their dicks. Some really couldn’t find her
vagina; she’d sigh, and put the boy's fat cock tip in her cunt for him,
then the boy'd shove himself in...
...Kryzer
jumped back, as if scalded, when her cunt first fully closed around him.
Someone
said he’d “had his turn.”
Coach
had the final word.
“Kryzer?
Waste your wad?”
“No,
sir.”
“Put
it back in and fuck her, man. Or need help to...? Ah, good lad.” Kryzer’s sweet, and he came—his
first, I bet—but
Dia didn’t cum.
Stevie
sucked her tits, then shoved his cock into her at full force, making
bump her head and her cry out.
“Ah!
Ow!” He'd made both ends of her hurt, the dick.
“Hey!
No points, S," Baxter shouted. "You just knocked the fuckin’ breath
outta her.” But.... Steve wouldn't be distracted or deterred and kept
at Dia. And he made her cum, simultaneously with himself still inside
her, to the surprise of many, including pretty Dia.
“Super
extra points, S!” Ugh, hear those stupid boys slapping high
fives! Like they'd just cum in me themselves.
Stevie
banged hard against Dia a few more times, then ground his prickly pubes
against her wet slick, tender crotch; staring in her eyes, making his
point that he could do this for her, make her cum like this, all the
time, every time. Yeah.Right.
“That’s
enough, Captain,” Mr. Dean said softly, although the authority in his
gentle command made Stevie start, then his gaze met Mr. Dean's with
defiance and triumph, before falling away from his coach's calm gaze.
Stevie got off her.
Another
took his turn, and another, and....
Dia
lost count of them, even forgetting her classmates names, as face after
male face loomed over her followed by cock after cock stuffing inside
her.
* * *
*
They
drove into the parking away from the band, pom-pom dancers, and the
rest of the cheering crowd, as Dia was draining sweet Assistant Coach
Rich dry. He looked flushed with embarrassment the entire time, but he
didn't say no, never pulled out of her, or stopped, not until he'd
blown his balls flat empty into his condom's cum tip reservoir.
Mr.
Dean's voice cut through the general boy noise mixed with bus noise,
and outside cheers.
“Gentlemen,
no used condom gets left on this bus. Or taken off. Put 'em in the
waste container I brought. They’re waiting. Do up your britches and be
heroes. Remember, one talks, all suffer. If asked, Dia got bus sick;
she’s fine, but I’ll put her in my car, and then take her home. Rich?
Let Stevie do the speech. Keep it short and sweet, Steve, like the
captain of the team should. Ready?”
“Yeah!!”
They all answered as one.
The
bus cooled, as they filed out.Not a one said a thanks to Dia, a few
said them to Coach Dean, though. Huh.
Dia
slowly sat up, tired, bruised and covered in maleness.
The driver, whatshisname, came back, with hips wide from driving many
years, and a hard, pregnant gut, too.
Some
older men really aren’t hot at—.
He
looked at Mr. Dean.
“Yeah,
Pete. Your turn.”
“What?!”
Dia blurted.
“Fucking
pay the man, whore,” Mr. Dean said softly, but with that sharp edge of
command, which everyone obeyed. Even willful Dia.
Pete
slipped a condom on a dick she could barely see.
I am
not lying down and let that hippo flatten me.
Dia
stayed upright, as Pete played with her titties and she presented her
messy fuckhole. Pete grinned—the
yokel's even missing some teeth, ugh! And
he smells. Body and breath. Pete
slipped his old man’s cock into Dia, to abuse her sore cunt, with his
primitive, jerky hard thrusts and grunts.
He
came fast-ish, though, grunting with satisfaction, before patting her
head, before exiting her body and then the bus, which shifted, as his
weight left it.
So
not a chubby chaser.
“Don’t
pout, Dia. Into your uniform; I’ll carry you.”
“I can walk.”
But, no,
she couldn’t; she trembled and plopped back on her butt on the bench
seat. She looked up at him, hearing the cheers for the team, and no one
came to ask about her, to see for themselves if she were alright, and
she smelled like boy!
“I’ve
got you, Baby.”
Mr.
Dean's voice melted her, yet met her feel calm and, well, completely
his, as everyone's favorite teacher and coach, Mr. Dean, bundled her in
blankets, and carried her away, as hundreds cheered in the distance.
Dia's
Coach (1)
Dia's
Weekend with Coach (2)
Dia's
Team Gang Bang (3)
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Young
Dia is a naughty cheerleader, a Lolita, who prefers older men, well,
one particular older man. She wants everyone’s favorite team coach and
teacher, Mr. Dean.
He’s
been good and strong, resisting her; but, he’s weakening.... And
lovely Dia always gets what she wants.
So, when she enters Mr. Dean’s home, in nothing but lace and desire,
he’ll break and switch gears, teaching teenager Dia what a man, not a
boy, really wants when fucking his very willing student whore.
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