Thread: Playing With The Guys (Bevatoria and meomeo)

Fuck her... fuck her... The crude and misogynist chants continued to buzz inside Marikos head, even after she washed up and exited the showers. She found the changing area empty, which is just fine for Mariko. She wouldnt mind more alone time right now. Mariko still couldnt wrap her head around what happened. She was forced, taken advantaged of, double penetrated by two almost-strangers, while more strangers looked on and cheered! This is borderline assault! But then again... was it really? Her recollection was understandably on the fuzzy side - but did she ever unequivocally say no at any point? At the end of the day, she had flirted with the boys. She herself - not anyone else - chose to saunter into that shower in nothing but a towel. It would be an insult if the boys had not acted on it. I asked for this. I wanted this to happen... But thats not even the most shameful thought, which was I enjoyed it. Though both her tight holes were sore as hell and felt utterly hollowed out, Mariko couldnt help the pleasant tingle as she wiped between her legs. There were the hot boys and their sizes both their bodies and their manhoods... which she could understand. But why on earth was she turned on by their patriarchal and callous manner... like leaving her on the shower floor after they finish? Or those dirty, demeaning put-downs directed to her? I was brought up by a strict conservative Asian mother. This is not me! Or perhaps... this is exactly who I am. A cock tease who enjoys rough DP and dirty talking. Distractedly, Mariko reached into her bag... to find it oddly empty. Wait, where did my clothes go? A frantic rummaging ensued, which yielded only a small knitted bag containing her underwear and socks. Mariko figured the rest of her clothes had jostled out of her bag and she would find them somewhere within camp grounds. The fanned air was causing goosebumps on her skin not to mention make her nipples very erect and sensitive. Mariko picked out a matching pair of navy blue sports bra and boy shorts. They were not especially revealing - some women would jog or work out in less these days. But they clung to her freshly-showered tender skin as if painted onto her teenage curves. Her taut nipples put twin visible dents on the stretchy top. Not wanting to spend more time in the boys changing room, Mariko gathered up her stuff and headed out the door... to come face to face with her fellow girl camper. Marikos first impression was gosh what happened to her? To be fair, Tiffany did her best to clean herself, but spurts from the drinking fountain after finding the girls showers locked could only achieve so much. Wet patches spotted her jersey and shorts, her hair a disheveled mess, her eyes bloodshot and puffy... but to Tiffany nothing is worse than the taste of man spunk in her mouth. After rinsing her mouth out a dozen times, Tiffany could still taste and smell the coachs cum in her mouth, a musky, ever present reminder of her humiliating ordeal. Unlike Mariko, Tiffany couldnt say she enjoyed any part of her fucking. It did make her buckle down and do some retrospection. She didnt want her whole weekend to be a series of surprise, barely-welcomed sexual encounters. Perhaps if she impress the coaches on the court, they wouldnt see her as just a girl to be fucked whenever they wanted? Just gotta play better then, Tiffany thought, steeling her nerves. As she ran into Mariko emerging from the boys room, her first thought apart from what the hell was she doing in there?! was is it just me, or is she walking weird? The sounds of rubber on hardwood coming from the gym called to the girls. No point stewing in the hallway too. The pair of campers emerged into the gym. A few guys, freshly showered and changed, are hoisting up shots casually. Mariko had cleaned up and showed little outward sign of her ordeal - until she felt an utterly mortifying sensation - sticky wetness leaking out of her butthole! It must be Darrell's cum! She had cleaned herself down there... but apparently not thoroughly enough And its not like I was given a manual on how to clean after anal sex!! Her feet stuck to the floor, petrified, as a wet spot the size of a quarter began to appear on the seat of her skintight, navy blue boy shorts, while a trail of seed leaked down the inside of her leg. As for Tiffany, she was spared the humiliation of cum leaking out of her ass... but evidence was just as clear. An inch above her right ear, she sported a glossy, gooey substance stuck and matted a wad of her light chestnut brown hair to her scalp - residual of coach Barrys gift to her. Unfortunately for Tiffany, there was no mirror in the hallway.