Strapon Volleyball Practice

Title: “Volleyball’s Hidden Secrets: Strap-On Sensations on the Court”

The gymnasium echoed with the slam of a volleyball and the squeak of rubber sneakers against gleaming hardwood. A trio of statuesque blonde women, clad in skimpy, spandex volleyball uniforms, stretched and warmed up on the sidelines. Their long, tanned legs stretched impossibly high, ponytails bouncing with each movement. Little did their coach suspect the secret competition they planned to hold after hours…

!”Ohmygod, Jen, look at that a-s-s on that new girl, Tiffany!” breathed Chloe, pushing her Gucci aviators up the bridge of her nose. “I bet she can take my strapon in her tight little holes. She has that ‘I give brilliant anal’ look.”

Jenna giggled, tugging her Baywatch-red string bikini out of her taut derriere. “Duh, you know it, bitch! And her mom is supposed to be, like, the richest lady in town now from her divorce settlement. Imagine the shopping we could do, uniiiiiiif we had an ‘in’ with her.” She winked suggestively.

Tiffany sauntered over, hips swaying seductively in her price-tagged spandex. “Hey ladies! I wanted to ask – since we’re the only girls on the volleyball team anymore, want to do a little strapon play after tonight’s practice? I got this new harness that buckles in the front, so it’s like, super easy on and off…” She wiggled her brows.

Chloe and Jenna locked eyes, the unspoken ‘oh hell yeah’ agreement passing between them. “Abso-freaking-lutely, girl!” Chloe chirped. “We can start with a few rounds of H-O, then maybe one of you can peg the other while one of us catches? K?”

Lackies for the star trio and their sexcapades, as always.

Practice passed in a blur of serves, bumps and sets. The starters – Chloe, Jenna and Tiffany – “accidentally” brushed fingers and bounced against each other extra long and hard, grinding when they could, sending each other heated looks. Finally, 7pm rolled around – time to enact their secret seduction scheme.

Clerking the angry coach off the court and into the shower, the threesome found a back room, quickly discarding their uniforms. Tiffany slipped into a lacy black lingerie set that left little to the imagination, while Jenna and Chloe donned their strapons. The silicone cocks bobbed obscenely against their immaculately waxed mounds.

“Damn, y’all,” Tiffany purred, checking out their hardware. “Big and wet, just how I like ’em.”

They wrestled each other down onto a giant yoga mat. Jenna grinned maniacally, pinning Tiffany’s shoulders after a rip-roaring tickle fight. “Beg for it, slut.”

Tiffany made a show of whining, squirming against the floor. “Please, Jenna! I need your big, fake cock so bad! Fuck me with it, yessss!”

Jenna piled on, rubbing her harnessed erection against the tight lace of Tiffany’s crotch. Chloe joined in, fingering Tiffany’s dripping sex. “Mmm, y’all are so fucking nasty,” she mused.

They proceeded to take turns pegging each other – from doggy-style to Tiffany seated on top, grinding, to blowsjobs on their strapons in a 69 position. The room echoed with colorful exclamations of lust and the slap of flesh on flesh in a rhythm older than time. Cum, sweat and friction combined to an alluring aroma.

Slipping handfuls of Tiffany’s no-stick panties in her mouth to muffle her screams of ecstasy,αιοn the trio collapsed in a satiated tangle of limbs, bodies shining in the humid air. The volleyball star kissed her partners – sliding tongues in heat, no doubt swapping cum in the process – before sitting up.

“Soo, best strapon peg-fest everrr,” Enquanto reclinado, Chloe drawled. “Only thing better is getting my trusty boyfriend Kyle to take us to the mall and pay for everything.”

Jenna crowed in laughter. “Hell yes! He’s such an obedient househusbandoid. And I need a new bra, y’know.”

Tiffany smirked coyly, pulling her dampanties back on. “That’s cute. But check it, girls – I finally got my hands on Dad’s new American Express Black Card. I dare the three of us to blow 10 grand today in a shopping spree at Neiman Marcus for our first round!”

The girls shrieked in glee, bouncing in their harnesses. This new girl was going to fit in perfectly with their depraved clique.