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Victoria’s Adventures Chapter 3
Gym Class
When Victoria entered the gym, a mixture of fear and anticipation rolled through her belly. At the far end of the high gloss wood floor, a group of students gathered outside the locker room door. Standing almost shoulder-to-shoulder were Abby and Jen, squared off against two, shorter but extremely dangerous looking girls. Each set had an impressive mob of seven or eight girls behind them. Victoria could hear the tone of an angry exchange, but the gym acoustics absorbed the words before they could reach her. Victoria glanced around for a possible alternative approach, but there was none. She would have to walk directly across the open floor to reach the locker room and she groaned at the thought of her shoes loudly announcing her presence. Whatever the cause of the obvious dispute, she wanted no part in it. Experience had taught her that she was an attractive target for other women’s bad days.
The group, engaged in their argument, did not turn as Victoria took a few tentative steps in their direction. The heavy wood gymnasium door swung closed behind her with a loud crash and the entire group of girls spun their heads in her direction. Frozen for a moment by angry stares, Victoria was uncertain if she should move forward or make a hasty retreat. One of the “dangerous” girls smirked and then spoke to Abby. Abby’s posture relaxed a little and she replied, her comment sending a ripple of laughter through both groups. The stares shifted from angry to hungry and Victoria felt another flutter in her belly.
“Well,” Abby called to her. “Are you joining us or are you just going to stand there all day?” The question sounded more like a command and it got Victoria moving again. High heels were not her strong suit, so she moved cautiously towards the group. The distance seemed painfully long and with each step she could feel the eyes crawling over her and was both embarrassed and slightly breathless at the thought that some of these girls had seen her naked, had explored her most intimate parts and had made her cum.
Abby and Jen were girls to avoid, but this other group, they were something different. These were not middle class girls playing tough; their hard expressions were forged by hard experiences in equally hard neighborhoods. You could almost read in their eyes the brutal stories of survival that girls like Victoria could not ever imagine. Although two of them stood out front, Victoria knew the leader. She had an internal sense of dominant females, and the one closest to her had the posture that dared anyone to question her authority. She was a little taller than Victoria with beautiful chestnut colored hair and an olive complexion. The perfectly proportioned hourglass figure reminded Victoria of a Greek goddess, however instead of a white toga, this goddess wore a white tank top, cut off jeans that showed most of her tanned thighs and a pair of short, black leather boots. Her “gang,” that is how Victoria thought of them now, seemed to have a preference to cut offs, and tee shirts. Equally, they varied in skin tone and hair color, but there were no model thin girls here. They had great figures and looked strong and healthy. Victoria imagined that they probably ate pizza and beer without apology and without any thought of ordering salads.
“Well, well, aren’t you a pretty little thing,” the leader said when Victoria reached the two groups. “Do you have a name?”
“Victoria.”
“Sounds like a stage name, are you a stripper?” both groups laughed and Victoria went a shade of red as she wondered what Abby had told this girl.
“She’s a good kid, Wendy, don’t give her a hard time,” Abby said.
“Shut up Abigail, I don’t take direction from rich bitches.”
“Fuck you Wendy, I don’t take lip from white trash.” Wendy made a move towards Abby, whose bravado wavered as she stepped back.
“You seemed to take plenty of lip last weekend in the park,” Wendy laughed.
“Oh, oh, uh, uh,” one of Wendy’s girls feigned orgasm. It was Abby’s turn to wear a shade of red as she impulsively looked down at the floor.
“Yeah, well seven on one isn’t real fair,” she said, but the aggression had disappeared from her voice.
“What? You didn’t mention anything about this,” Jen said with an astonished look.
“It was nothing.”
“Nothing,” Wendy continued. “Hell if we hadn’t stuffed her panties in her mouth we probably would have gotten arrested with the way Abigail was screaming with orgasms. Hey how did you get home naked?” Wendy’s group laughed again.
Abby’s expression changed from embarrassment to anger and she regained her confidence.
“Maybe we should see how you do in a little one on one, you fucking trashy whore.” Abby took a step forward and this time Wendy stepped back.
“Easy there princess, it’s all in fun,” she said holding up her hands. “Besides, you know you enjoyed it as much as I did.”
Abby relaxed again, but did not respond. Instead, she turned to her group and said, “Come on girls, Ms. Knapp is going to be pissed if we don’t get changed for class.”
As Victoria followed Abby’s group into the locker room a hand grabbed her ass. She spun around and came face to face with Wendy.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Victoria,” Wendy said and gave a mocking curtsy. Victoria moved quickly into the locker room.
The locker room was not as Victoria had expected. Unlike her high schools, it did not have aisles of lockers; instead, this was one large square room. Along the walls on each side were lockers and benches. Beyond the locker, area was a large open doorway to the shower room. Victoria could see that the shower area was not divided into stalls, but also was comprised of one large open room with multiple shower stations along the walls. A doorway to the right had a frosted glass window with the word “POOL” stenciled in black letters. Victoria stepped into the locker room area and saw an empty office occupied most of the back wall. Stenciled on the door was, “Coach Knapp.”
Most of the girls had already found their lockers and were busy changing into running shorts and tee shirts. Wendy’s group shuffled in behind Victoria pushing her out of the way, as they took up positions sitting on the floor at the back wall, none of them made any attempts to change their clothes. Victoria did not have a locker or a change of clothes and did not want to sit on the floor in her dress, so she just stood in the middle of the room feeling uncomfortable and out of place.
The pool door swung open and a tall athletic woman, with long tan legs entered with a clipboard. Her blue shorts and white crew neck shirt hugged her toned body. Behind her was a matronly woman in a matching outfit. The woman had short grey hair and thick legs. She looked like ‘gym teacher 1954’ and wore a mean grimace that matched her dead eyes.
“Okay ladies,” the pretty woman called out. “Let’s hustle and get changed up. Abby, Jen you’re looking a little soft, too much ice cream this summer.”
“Right Coach Knapp,” Jen countered, “must have been during that entire week you gave us off this summer.”
“Yep, I knew it was a mistake, that’s okay me and Coach Wallace will get you up to speed in no time.” Coach Knapp smiled a friendly smile as she swatted Jen on her bare ass. “And what did I tell you about wearing tongs to class, save that stuff for the weekends.” Jen rolled her eyes as if she had heard the lecture a hundred times before.
Ms. Knapp turned her attention to the group of girls sitting against the wall. “And you must be my vocational students.”
“Yep,” Wendy answered.
“Well it’s a pleasure to have you this semester, they tell me the renovations to your gym will be done by January, but until then we’ll have to make do combining the two classes.”
“Great,” Wendy muttered, but Coach Knapp ignored the tone and continued.
“This was last minute so I haven’t worked out all the details. The Sappho girls in this period are all Volleyball players so we have a firm agenda of conditioning and practice. Fortunately, between me and assistant coach Wallace we will be able to work out a program for you girls. Today, my girls will be running a couple of miles. Anyone interested in joining?”
Some shook their heads in the negative while others seemed intently focused on the floor, their nails, or the walls.
“I’ll take that as a no. Well then, you can all go with the second choice, which is swimming. I’ll assume each of you was made aware of this and has a bathing suit?”
Wendy’s counterpart, a blond with almost the identical body, spoke up. “Yah we heard, we’re wearing our suits.”
Coach Knapp looked slightly surprised. “Well we don’t usually allow cut off jeans in the pool. What do you think Coach Wallace?”
The stern woman scanned the group. “Ah won’t make too much difference for one day.”
“Okay, it settled then, swim class for you girls,” Coach Knapp turned around, “and an invigorating two mile run for you girls.”
Victoria was still standing in the middle of the room. Coach Knapp finally noticed her.
“And you are?” she asked.
“I’m Victoria, but I think there may be a mistake.”
“How so?”
“Well, I’m not from their school,” Victoria said indicating Wendy and clan, “But I’m not on the volley ball team either. I think I got scheduled in the wrong class.”
“No problem,” Coach Knapp said happily. “It’s all about the exercise, so you can join us on our run. You look to be in pretty good shape.”
“Um, well, I didn’t bring a change of clothes with me.”
“Now look girl,” Coach Knapp’s attitude turned cold. “You come to gym class, you better be ready to participate. That means dressed and ready to go. No one sits, understood?”
“Yes ma’am. Maybe today, I can just help out.”
“Nope, today you can take swim class or you can try jogging in that pretty little dress.”
“But I don’t have a suit.”
“You’ll have to figure that out with Coach Wallace. Come on team, let’s hit the street.” Ms. Knapp corralled the Volleyball girls out the door leaving Victoria to face Coach Wallace.
Coach Wallace approached Wendy’s group.
“Alright you slackers on your feet,” her deep voice left no room for argument and everyone stood up.
“Today we are gonna swim. Anyone not know how?” The group was silent. “Good, I don’t want anyone drowning on my watch. I want you to move single file to the pool area, but no one gets into the water until you get my say so, is that clear?” The girls nodded their heads.
“I said, is that clear.”
“Yes Coach.”
“Alright then let’s move.”
“What about Victoria, Coach, is she going to swim in that dress?” It was Wendy’s counterpart, Roxie.
Coach Wallace turned to Victoria. “You can swim in your bra and panties.”
Victoria blushed. “I –I um, I’m not, ah…”
“You’re not what? Come on girl spit it out,” the Coach demanded.
“I-I’m not wearing a bra.”
Coach Wallace starred and Victoria noticed how thick and piggish the woman’s feature were.
“Make her swim naked,” Wendy called out.
“Yeah, make her go naked,” Roxie added.
The entire group started to chant, “Naked, Naked, Naked, Naked.” Coach Wallace held up her hand and they went silent.
“The way you are parading your goods around, I should make you swim naked, teach you a little lesson.”
“Please don’t,” Victoria said in a low voice, although a part of her almost hoped the coach would make her.
“Come with me,” the Coach said and turned and walked to the office. Victoria followed her through the group of girls. They made her push through, each taking the opportunity to pinch and prod her. As she fought through the small group, someone whispered in her ear.
“We’ll get you naked one way or another, you little whore.”
Victoria made her way into the office where Coach Wallace was rummaging through a box. She pulled through several shirts until she found what she was looking for. She laid a small, white tee shirt on the desk and then put the rest back in the box.
“You can wear this one,” she said pointing to the tee shirt. Victoria looked at the small, tread bared white tee shirt. The sleeves and collar had been cut away and it looked like someone had cut it off about half way down. If it fit her, she knew it would not cover much. She picked it up and saw that it was as small as she had feared.
“Is there may be a bigger on in the box?” With a speed Victoria would not have expected from the pudgy old woman, the Coach snatched the shirt from her hands.
“If you don’t like it, swim naked, I’m sure your friends out there would love it.”
“No, please, its fine, I’ll wear it, really.”
“Then take off your dress.” Coach starred at her with her dead shark eye expression.
Victoria found the snap on her collar and undid it. She peeled the dress off quickly, more uncomfortable with this woman watching her undress then the thought of being naked. When she had pushed the dress to her ankles, she bent down and removed her shoes, using the opportunity to cover her breasts for as long as possible. When she stood, she crossed her arms over her breast, aware of the soft flesh that her arms could not hide.
“Drop your arms,” Coach Wallace said, her eyes trained on Victoria’s chest.
Victoria did as she was told. The Coach continued to stare at her. Victoria was humiliated, but still felt a warming glow from her pussy. She hated that her body had a mind of its own when it came to sexuality, but she knew she was helpless to do anything about it.
“Here,” the coach said and threw her the small tee shirt. Victoria struggled into it and pulled it down as far as it would go, which was not far. The tee shirt was made for a much smaller girl and it tightly hugged her breasts. The material stopped just an inch below her breast and was so thin and worn that when she attempted to stretch a little more, she heard the material rip.
Standing in the little tee shirt and her peach colored tong, Victoria wondered what would happen when these clothes got wet. Certainly, the tee shirt would be see through, she had little hope the tong would do much better.
“Coach Wallace, do you have a pair of shorts I can wear?”
“What do you want to trade for them?”
“Trade?”
“Yes, trade. Whatever shorts I give you will be ruined by the chlorine in the pool, so I need something in trade.”
“I, uh, I don’t have any money.”
“What about your panties?”
“My panties?”
“Yes, I will trade you a pair of shorts for those pretty panties you are wearing.”
Victoria knew this woman just wanted to see her naked below the waist. As much as Victoria did not want to face Wendy’s gang in just her tong and tee shirt, the thought of the chubby sharked-eyed woman starring at her already excited pussy was too much.
“That’s okay Coach; I’ll swim in my tong.”
“As a School Official, I could make you give them to me.”
“P-please don’t.”
“In fact, I could take them from you and then finger fuck your pussy.”
“P-please.” Victoria whimpered.
“Umm, suit yourself; I’m sure the girls will keep their hands to themselves.” The Coach walked out of the office and yelled, “Okay, single file to the pool.”
Victoria thought about just staying put, but realized the woman would only come back for her and without the girls outside the office who knew what would happen. She followed the others into the pool area.
The pool area was large and the air heavy with humidity. The group of girls had gathered around the edge and some tested the temperature of the water with their toes. Victoria kept her distance from the group, but they carefully watched her and whispered to one another.
“Alright ladies, everyone in the water, but stay on the shallow end,” Coach Wallace bellowed. Victoria followed the group into the pool but again kept her distance. As she feared, the thin material of the tee-shirt became completely see-thru when wet. She squatted in the water to her neck to hide her exposed breasts.
“Today we are going to combine aerobic exercise with some team competition.” Everyone moaned.
“Stop your bitchin’ and listen up. There are eight of you so I want two groups of four.” Wendy and Roxie immediately paired up and selected two other girls.
“Nice try,” the coach called out, “But I want a little more balance. Blondie your one captain and your friend there is the other.” Wendy and Roxie took turns selecting their friends until only Victoria remained. Since Wendy only had three two girls on her team she took Victoria, who slowly moved towards her group.
“Okay, now here is how we play the game. It is called “seal hunt” and it is a combination of Marco Polo and Capture the Flag. Each team will select a hunter who is also the team’s seal. Both will be blindfolded. The object is for the hunter to capture the other team’s seal. When you are the hunting team, your job is to direct your teammate towards the seal’s position. The team being hunted must protect the seal from the hunter and tell her where to go. You may block the hunter or the seal but no rough stuff, understood?” Everyone nodded.
“The hunter wins if she can hold the seal for three seconds. If that happens your team gets a point and the hunter becomes the seal. Now select the girl on your team to be blindfolded and then put this on her.” Coach Wallace threw Wendy and Roxie thin rubber masks to cover their teammates eyes.
To Victoria’s relief Roxie volunteered for her team and Victoria assumed Wendy would do the same.
“Victoria, you’ll be it for our team,” Wendy said.
“Me? I’m not good at this stuff, maybe you should pick someone else.”
Wendy moved in close and gave her a cold stare.
“If I wanted someone else to be it, I would have picked them.”
“O-oh, o-okay,” Victoria said giving up the fight.
Wendy turned her around and put the blindfold over Victoria’s eyes. Victoria did not like being unable to see the girls.
“Blondie, your team will be the hunters first.” Coach Wallace called out.
Wendy roughly grabbed Victoria by the shoulders.
“Listen up Princess; I expect to win this game, understood?”
“Y-yes.”
“So stand up and make sure you listen to our instructions.”
Victoria hesitated, even blindfolded she knew that her wet tee shirt was completely see through and that standing in the shallow end would give everyone a show.
“Come on, I said stand up and get ready.”
“Is there a problem over there?” Coach Wallace called.
“No, no problem.”
Victoria stood up and heard someone gasp in appreciation.
“Damn, honey, nice tits,” a hand cupped Victoria’s breast and she had to stifle a moan.
“Okay, ready, set, go,” Coach Wallace bellowed and then blew her whistle.
The girls all started yelling directions from both sides. Victoria could not tell who was yelling to her and who was yelling to Roxie. She did the best she could to move in the direction she was told, but was suddenly given a rough shove.
“Not that way, the other way.” Victoria changed direction, struggling to move quickly through the water.
There was a loud commotion behind her and then she felt a set of hands grab at her waist. She twisted away but the hands caught the thin material of her tong and pulled hard. Victoria was about to relent when someone pulled her forward. For a moment, she felt the material of her tong digging into her flesh, then it tore and she fell, was pulled, forward with enough force for her to lose her balance and go under.
More hands pulled her up and yelled at her to move.
She felt her tong hanging from one leg. She tried to reach down to pull it up but more hands pushed at her and she had to keep her own hands out to keep her balance.
Again, someone grabbed her and the yelling increased. She was pulled away but the hands found her hanging tong and latched onto it again. She broke free again and now Wendy was at her side.
“Quick, take off the panties, they’re like a handle.”
“No, don’t,” Victoria yelled, but Wendy already had a hold on them and ripped them off.
The group cheered and Victoria started to remove her blindfold.
“That’s cheating,” Coach Wallace yelled. “If she takes of the blindfold there will be a penalty.”
Victoria lowered her hand, as Wendy pushed her forward.
“Come on,” Wendy yelled, “move that little ass.”
Three more times Victoria narrowly avoided being caught. On the fourth time, Roxie, with a little help from the other team, got hold of Victoria’s tee shirt. Two of Victoria’s teammates pulled hard in one direction while Roxie pulled in the other. The thin material did not stand a chance and easily ripped off the young girl leaving her naked.
Victoria humiliated to be stripped in public immediately froze and covered her breasts. Roxie pounced on her and easily got her hands around the beautiful naked teen.
“One, two, three!” the girls counted off loudly.
“I told you we’d get you naked,” Roxie whispered in her ear. She slid her hands down Victoria’s waist and then cupped the girl’s sex. Roxie ran a finger along Victoria’s slit.
“Ohhh, I think someone’s a little excited,” she called out.
Victoria tried to struggle out of the girl’s grip, but Roxie proved very strong.
“Okay, that’s one point for Blondie’s team, now switch.”
Roxie released Victoria, who sunk down to her shoulders in the water.
“Hey, come on Princess you’re the hunter now,” Wendy said.
“I-I c-can’t,” Victoria pleaded. “I’m naked.”
“You either play or we’ll all drag you outside naked and blindfolded,” another girl said harshly.
A mixture of fear and excitement passed through Victoria. She reluctantly stood up to continue the game. As the hunter now she assumed it would be easier, she could move more slowly and delay the game until the gym period was over. Her team would have no such delay as they pushed her on. Hands grabbed her ass, her breasts and her sex. Victoria tried to defend against the assault but unable to see it was pointless. The touching grew more and more frequent, but throughout it all the girls continued to yell directions to her. Most embarrassing was that all of the touching was getting her excited. Her nipples became hard little rocks and she could feel her clit poking out of her lips. Suddenly she found Roxie and everyone started yelling to hold on. Victoria did as they again counted to three. Still blindfolded, Victoria was unaware that Roxie had removed her blindfold and allowed herself to be captured.
“Okay it’s one to one. We have time for a tiebreaker. Switch one last time.”
“Hey Coach, aren’t seals supposed to be slippery?” Wendy asked.
“I guess.” Coach Wallace called back.
“Can we use this on the Princess then?” Victoria felt the fear again, unsure of what Wendy was talking about.
“Blondie, does your team have any objections?”
“Nope, none at all Coach.”
“Okay then, go ahead.”
“W-what are y-you gonna do?” Victoria asked.
“Don’t worry, it’s just baby oil, we’re gonna make you harder to catch.”
“I-I d-don’t know.”
“Sure, don’t worry, here girls let’s get her all lubed up.”
Victoria felt the thick oily liquid pour onto her back and shoulders. It started to run down her chest. Several hands worked it into her skin. The hands slid smoothly over her breasts and she felt her nipples being tweaked.
“Uhh,” Victoria moaned from the contact.
“Hurry up ladies,” the Coach called out.
“Quick bring her over here so we can finish.”
They led Victoria to a set of stairs and made her come out of the water to her thighs. She tried to cover herself, imaging what she must look like standing there completely naked in a blindfold. They pushed her hands away and continued to cover her in oil. Someone slid a finger up her ass and she moaned.
“Oh she likes that.”
Another finger thrust into her vagina.
“Ahhh,” Victoria responded. Both fingers thrust in and out and Victoria felt herself approaching orgasm.
All of the sudden they were removed and she was led back into the pool. The whistle blew and again the girls were yelling and pulling her.
Hands slid all over her body. Victoria was too excited to defend herself. She was passed from hands to hands. Girls milked her oily breasts and pulled at her nipples. Others slid between her cheeks and fingers were thrust into her ass and pussy.
The girls watched as Victoria became more and more excited. She moaned with every touch and caress. The pretense of the game was over and the girls circled the naked teen. Now the hands began to work in earnest. Wendy caressed the soft firm globes of Victoria’s ass, and then tickled the girl’s anus before inserting a finger. Roxie was working Victoria’s clit, stroking and pinching it. The other girls worked her breasts and stroked her body. Victoria came quickly.
“Ahhhhh, ugggghhhh, ugggghhhhh.”
They continued their assault as they carried her to the pool stairs. Still molesting the naked girl, they brought her out of the water and laid her on the cool cement. Naked and spread eagle, the girls went to work on Victoria with their mouths and tongues.
“Ahh, uhh, uhh, p-p-please n-n-no more.”
But the girls were in a frenzy and her soft begging inspired even faster manipulation. Again Victoria came.
Then they stopped.
Victoria laid panting on the cement floor. She slowly opened her eyes and then sat up. She was alone in the pool area. She stood up, looked around for her clothes, and then remembered that they had been torn away and would not be any good to her. She covered her breasts and pubic area best she could and walked to the locker room.
The locker room was full of girls when Victoria entered. Ms. Knapp was addressing the group as they finished changing into their street clothes. Even Wendy and her group had changed. Victoria had not realized she had been out in the pool area so long.
Ms. Knapp turned and looked at her, disgust evident in her expression.
“Where the hell are your clothes?”
“She wanted to swim naked,” Coach Wallace replied.
“That’s not true,” Victoria yelled. Everyone gasped and looked at her in shock. Ms Knapp exploded.
“You do not address a member of the staff with that tone! Now get in my office and wait for me!” Ms Knapp yelled pointing towards her office.
Victoria hadn’t meant to yell, she looked down at the floor and walked slowly to the office. In the office, she saw no sign of her dress. Unsure what to do she moved towards the wall and stood waiting. A few moments later Ms. Knapp entered followed by Coach Wallace.
“So,” Ms. Knapp began, “are you calling Coach Wallace a liar?”
“I-I- n-noo.”
“Stand up straight with your arms by your side.” Victoria lowered her arms exposing her naked body. Head down she didn’t see the appreciative look from Ms. Knapp.
“Then if Coach Wallace isn’t lying you are.”
Victoria did not know what to say. She felt trapped and exposed.
“You don’t come prepared for class, you parade around a public area naked, and then you call my assistant a liar.”
“I’m sorry.” Victoria did not know why she was apologizing, but she just wanted this humiliation to be over.
“Well I believe in discipline, but I’m also fair so I will give you a choice of punishments.”
Victoria winced, she knew from experience her choices would be between bad or worse.
“You can either take a spanking from Coach Wallace or you can walk out of here…as you are.”
“B-b-but I-I’m naked.”
“Didn’t seem to bother you a few minutes ago.”
Victoria knew she would have to opt for the spanking. She couldn’t just go to her next class naked and then drive to work naked.
“The spanking,” she whispered.
“Fine.” Ms. Knapp pulled out a chair and sat down. “Come over my knee.”
Victoria slowly walked over and laid across the beautiful woman’s tanned, firm thighs. The softness of Ms. Knapp’s legs against her naked flesh caused a warming in Victoria’s groin. She pressed her thighs together so the women wouldn’t notice. Ms. Knapp ran her hand down Victoria’s back and over her cheeks. She slid her hand between the young girl’s thighs and spread them. Now Victoria’s sex was wide open. Ms. Knapp left one of her hands on the inside of Victoria’s thigh. The other rested on Victoria’s shoulder.
“Ready Coach Wallace?”
“Yep,” the matron said.
The slap was harder then Victoria expected and she cried out. The second was just as hard. Her cheeks warmed and turned pink from the spanking, then the slaps became a little less intense. The matronly woman knelt next to Victoria and slowly rubbed the heated mounds of her ass.
“I think this one’s a little slut,” Coach Wallace said.
“You may be right, check her.,” Ms. Knapp replied.
Coach Wallace slid her hand between Victoria’s legs. Her chubby fingers found Victoria’s wet pussy and she slowly rubbed Victoria’s clit. Victoria stifled a moan.
“Yep, she’s soaking wet. What about her nipples?”
“I’ll check,” Ms. Knapp said. She reached under Victoria and cupped the girl’s breast. Her fingers found Victoria’s hard nipple and she played with it, twisting it softly.
“Hard as a rock,” Ms Knapp reported.
Coach Wallace continued to manipulate Victoria’s clit. She expertly rolled it between her thumb and fore finger. Faster and faster she went. Victoria was losing control. She could not control her body and her hips began to gyrate on Ms. Knapp’s lap.
“Oh yes, she is a hot one,” Coach Wallace laughed. The women continued to manipulate Victoria’s most sensitive area. Without further warning, Victoria exploded with orgasm thrusting her hips up and down.
“Uhhhhh, aaaaaaaahhhhhhh”
Spent, Victoria collapsed on Ms. Knapp’s lap.
“I want a little taste so hold onto her,” Coach Wallace said.
She worked her face between Victoria’s legs and then her tongue roughly lapped at the girl’s sex. The tongue stroked Victoria’s clit and then drove deep into the girl’s pussy. Ms. Knapp held Victoria’s breast, but now her other hand found the girl’s beautiful ass. Ms. Knapp thrust a finger into the anus and fucked Victoria with long, deep strokes.
In moments, Victoria was cumming again. This time the sensation was so strong she screamed with pleasure.
The women stood her up and then walked her to the showers.
Coach Wallace held Victoria while Ms. Knapp undressed. Almost delirious from so many orgasms, Victoria watched through hooded eyes, as her gym teacher got naked. The woman’s body was tan all over. Her B-sized breasts were firm with small areoles, her stomach flat and her clean-shaven pussy was a beautiful tight slit. Ms. Knapp approached and took Victoria by the arm.
“I’ll take it from here, Coach Wallace.” The Coach smiled and walked away.
Ms. Knapp led Victoria into the shower room and turned on two of the showers. She walked Victoria under one and as the water ran over Victoria’s body, Ms. Knapp began to soap her. The Coach lathered Victoria’s body, gently caressing her every inch. Then she lathered her own body. Once both were soapy, Ms. Knapp embraced the teen and rubbed her body against Victoria’s. Victoria slowly embraced the teacher and the two moved slowly against one another.
Ms. Knapp brought them under the warm shower spray, removing the soap from their bodies. Gently she lay Victoria down on the tile floor. She straddled Victoria’s face and lowered her sex onto the teen’s mouth. Victoria was beyond complaint or resistance. She took Ms. Knapp’s sex in her mouth and worked her tongue over the woman’s clit. Ms. Knapp did the same in return, the two naked women in a sixty-nine on the shower floor. Ms. Knapp came almost as quickly as Victoria, the two thrusting and writhing on the ground. Their orgasms were so intense neither noticed the tall thin black girl watching from the locker room, basketball in hand.
When they finished Ms. Knapp got up, washed herself again and left the shower area.
“Don’t be late for class,” she called to Victoria who was still seated on the floor.
Victoria slowly stood and washed herself. She wondered if she would be able to find her dress.
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