Pom Pom Girl gets Gang Banged by Basketball Coach and Team
Title: “Balls In, Bounds Off” – The Unhinged Reckoning of a Pom Pom Princess
In the halcyon days of yesteryear, before social media and smartphonesDictated one’s every move, a sensible girl named Tina was the queen bee of cheerleader popularity. With her perky bosom, radiant smile, and iconic blonde hair, she graced her high school like a neon star amidst the dingy diner of the student body. Her every side-to-side step, tossed skwer and clap capture the daydreams of her male classmates as well as the basketball team.
Tina has a special connection with the basketball coach, Mr. Pebbles, a handsome, burly man in his 40s. He was the alpha male of the school, a legend of his own time, a seducer of female students with hypnotic eyes and broad shoulders. Tina had always admired him, gambling on becoming his mistress – a secret shared only between them.
One fateful evening, after a meet, Pebbles took Tina aside. “Meet me at the gym at 9 PM, “he growled,”we have unfinished business.” With a brisk nod, Tina agrees, her heart pounding in anticipation.
Under the moonlit sky, she arrives at the deserted gym, where Mr. Pebbles awaits her. “On your knees, whore,” he commands. “I alla knowing what you’ve been doing behind my back.” Tina obediently accepts, assuming that Pebbles had caught her eyeing the guys. However, Pebbles has other things in mind. He tosses a length of rope at her, “Now put those cute hands of yours to use, tie yourself to that goal post over there.”
Trepidation creeps up Tina’s spine, but she obliges, binding herself tightly. The rope cuts into her flesh, censoring her breathing, but she remains still as Pebbles loosens her top, reveal plump breasts. “Gotta keep those visitors at bay,” he chuckles, then binds her ankles with more rope, forcing her into an exposed spread eagle.
In the ensuing minutes, the basketball team files in, not the students but the seasoned adults who fill in when not coaching and training. Tina’s mind reels at the sight of their lewd grins and straining zipper bulges.
“You got yourself into quite the pickle princess,” Mr. Pebbles laughs. “Tied to a game basket? Not very ladylike.” The team chuckles in agreement. “What’s a coach to do with such an impudent little slut?” Tina’s heart pounds faster, her arousal leaking from her pussy.
“We could punish her somehow…” a tall African American man says. Tina recognizes the distinct voice of Troy, the captain of their rivals.
“…tie her up more tightly,” relates a portly fellow, no doubt Terrence.
“We could…”The final words dangle in the air as a hush spreads over the team, broken only by Tina’s labored breath.
In the blink of an eye, the guys swarm the bound girl, hands groping every inch of exposed flesh. Calloused fingers pinch nipples, dig into her cheeks, and lure over, slick slit. As the basketball team works Tina over, they explain their ‘punishment’ – burying their shafts into her holes.
The pounding begins; brutal, unrelenting betrayal of her sacred holes. Pebbles takes the lead, mansplaining how much their collective cocks can stretch her tight slit. The team dominates her holes and minds relentlessly, honing in on her G-spot with devastating accuracy while rejecting her climaxes.
Tina’s mind implodes at the triple threat, each guy a different size and skill – Troy’s girthy African cock, Terrence thick and long, spurred onwards by the taunts and encouragement of their fellows. reaching a supernova of sensation, they push her over the mountain of nymphotic euphoria, flooding her womb with their succulent spunk; coating her quivering hole with puddles of hot cum.
As Tina lay draped in a daze, they explained her new role – their personal blow-up princess, a cock sucking queen for all the team’s adult members, no matter how many they had. She is their cum rag, to use whenever they require it, to fill her sacred holes to bursting. Tina whimpers her affirmation into Terrence’s hairy ass as he circles and twitch of his cummy cock.
So, that was the start of Tina’s sexual awakening, her anal education, and oral appreciation of the basketballing community. But, that’s another story.