“Alright, Mia. Get up here and we’ll give you a spin. Whichever one is us is lucky enough to go first sets the time to beat.” He set the timer on the table and took a seat.
“Hold up, Coach.” Chad held his hand up. “You’re playing too?”
“Well someone has to teach you boys how it’s done.” He chuckled and motioned for them all to sit down.
“I can teach them, coach.” Jerrod took a seat across from Coach Dawson.
“You don’t have a teach me a damn thing.” Roger sat down and started licking his lips.
“This is crazy.” Joe nudged his brother and took a seat. “Coach Dawson is a freak!”
“Yeah.” Matt blinked a couple of times. “Are you okay with this, Mia?”
The million-dollar question that I don’t really know the answer to.
“It’s okay either way.” Coach Dawson reached over and took my hand. “If any part of this makes you uncomfortable, I’ll take you home and we can forget all about this. All you have to do is get on this table and you’ll have six boys who don’t know what the fuck their doing and one grown man who does doing everything in our power to make you cum. Seven orgasms and you’ll still be a virgin.”
Shit.
“Come on, Chad. Let’s help her up.” Hank walked over and took my hand from Coach Dawson. “Are you ready?’
“I...” My words got clogged in my throat. “I guess so.”
I had never felt a man’s tongue on my pussy, but it was a fantasy. I felt like I was so far down the rabbit hole at that point it would be hard to crawl back out. Coach Dawson was reassuring and kind. The rest of the guys likely just wanted to have sex with me, but the idea of having seven hungry tongues between my thighs, one right after the other, was extremely exciting. I finally let go of my inhibitions and climbed onto the table. Hank and Chad helped me get in position with my ass at the edge of the Lazy Susan. I held my legs up as Coach Dawson started to spin. The Lazy Susan started twirling, with the seven hungry faces all watching to see who would be the first one to go down on me. I kind of hoped it was Matt. He was the one that invited me to the party in the first place, but I felt it slow down as it passed him and then I was staring at Hank as it came to a stop. A smile came over Hank’s face and I heard a groan throughout the rest of the room.
“Everybody gets timed.” Coach Dawson held up the timer. “The four with the lowest times are out of contention for her virginity.”
“What the fuck, Coach?” I heard Joe groan as the words echoed through the room and the others gathered in.
“My house, my rules.” Coach Dawson looked over at me. “Are you good with that, Mia?”
It would take some of the stress away from wondering who would be the first one to have sex with me.
“Yeah, I’m okay with it.” I nodded.
“Alright, Hank. You are up first. Get those panties off and show the team how it is done.” Coach Dawson pointed towards me.
“You got it, Coach.” Hank grabbed my panties with his hands and pulled them off fast. I was glad I had always kept myself well groomed.
My legs were spread and Hank pulled me closer. I could feel his hot breath on my pussy as he moved close to it. He extended his tongue past his lips and started moving up the side of my labia. The first sensation of a man’s tongue on my untouched flesh made me quiver slightly. He moved his tongue up one side and down the other before he finally parted my labia and started licking up and down the center. I immediately felt pleasure erupting across my entire body. His tongue made me tingle from the sensations it shot through me. He slid it down to my wetness and plunged it inside the opening of my pussy, massaging the spot directly inside of it. I had explored that area with my finger many times while masturbating, but I couldn’t go very deep.
“Shit, I can feel her hymen.” Hank pulled back.
“You better not break it.” Jerrod growled. “I want the pleasure of doing that with my cock.”
“Me too!” Hank shot an angry glare towards him.
“The clock’s running, Hank.” Coach Dawson held up the timer.
“Right.” Hank moved his tongue back to my pussy quickly.
Hank massaged the area around the opening of my pussy, getting it covered in a mixture of his saliva and my wetness. I felt the tingling sensation return and put my hands on the table to brace what felt like an earthquake shaking underneath me as moved his tongue faster. He rolled it up towards my clitoris and when I felt the hood of protective skin pushed back, I almost orgasmed immediately from the feeling of his tongue on the bundle of nerves. Hank’s tongue moved fast and started to circle it, making my hips move in unison with the motion of his tongue. He pulled his tongue back into his mouth, kissed my clit lightly, and then extended his tongue again, circling it even faster. The pressure started to build quickly and I dropped a leg across his shoulder, writhing on the table from the ecstasy of the pleasure he was giving me. Hank moved his tongue down my slit and massaged the opening for a moment before returning to my clitoris with the same ferocity as before.
“I’m gonna cum.” I felt my breath getting faster.
“Shit, that quick?” Chad let out a loud sigh.
It turned out to be more of precursor than an immediate effect. The pressure started to build up inside. My mind filled with emotions as I thought about not only having the first orgasm given to me by another person moments from making me explode, but having my orgasm witnessed by everyone in the room. There was no going back at that point, no matter how much concern it created. Hank’s tongue was moving so fast that my whole body was almost shaking. I felt the pressure building up faster and then I started to slightly spasm. I exhaled with a load moan as the orgasm began. Hank kept licking as the pleasure began to surge from me. All my muscles seemed to tighten and release immediately as it roared through my abdomen and made my pussy clench tight as I started to shake. I finally felt the relaxation of it starting to end and lay back on the table. Hank sat back and chuckled.
“What’s my time, coach?” I heard him tap the table next to Coach Dawson.
“Six minutes.” I could hear the timer being turned to start the clock again.
“I can beat that.” Jerrod laughed.
“Me too.” Chad piped in and hit the table. “Spin her again!”
“Give her a moment to recover, you savages.” Coach Dawson reached over and rubbed my leg. “Let me know when you’re ready again, Mia.”
“Okay.” I nodded and opened my eyes, feeling the relaxation of my afterglow settling in. “Go ahead.”
Chapter 6: Roger
Mia was an angel. I had never seen a woman so smoking hot that I considered sharing her with five other guys—a number that had increased to six when Coach Dawson let us know he was getting in on the action too. I could hardly blame him. He had fucked every slut from one side of campus to the other and half the female population of Texas if the rumors were true. All seven of us were seated at Coach Dawson’s round table, waiting our turn to eat one pussy. Being the star running back in high school gave me my fair share of girls at my disposal, but I never really went down on any of them. I could count the number of pussies I had licked on one hand. Normally they were the ones servicing me before I went up inside of them and blew my load. I talked a good game, but I was a bit nervous.
“Roger, you’re up.” Coach Dawson voice echoed through the room and I heard the timer start as Mia came to a stop in front of me.
I licked my lips like I was about to enjoy Thanksgiving dinner and pulled her close. I wanted to be the first guy to fuck her, but I was certain I wasn’t going to be able to beat everyone’s score unless they talked a bigger game than I did. That hardly seemed possible. I leaned in and smelled the aroma of her orgasm. It smelled like cotton candy and made my cock get hard in my pants. I leaned towards her sweet pussy and started licking it in the center. She immediately moaned when I pushed my tongue inside of her. I could feel the thick webbing of her virginity preventing me from going very deep an
d her pussy was tight as fuck. Whoever popped her cherry was going to have to spend some getting her loosened up before the rest of us could have a turn.
“That feels good.” Mia moaned and ran her fingers through my hair.
Her previous orgasm tasted amazing and I almost forgot it was Hank that made her cum. My cock was so hard in my pants it was almost bursting through the fabric. I moved against her and felt it shift, rubbing the glans and making me even more turned on. I was suddenly more motivated than I was going into it, especially after hearing her moan. I might be able to do it. I might be able to make the gorgeous Mia cum in record time. Having that tight pussy around my cock before anyone else had a turn made me struggle to contain the thoughts in my head. I desperately wanted to crawl on top of her and feel it right then. Time seemed to almost stop as I ran my tongue along her pussy and started moving around the top of her clitoris. I knew that spot made women excited and I really wasn’t sure if I should focus on it or focus on the opening of her pussy. Both seemed to stimulate her.
“Hurry up, Roger.” I heard Jerrod’s voice which was laced with agitation. “The rest of us want a turn.”
“Let him take all the time he wants.” Matt laughed. “The slower he goes, the less competition for the rest of us.”
“I won’t need half as long as him.” Jerrod let out a sigh. “I just want to get some sleep after I finally fuck her.”
I had no idea how much time had passed. I was so enthralled with the way my tongue danced around her pussy that I was just enjoying the moment. None of the girls I went down on high school were so enthusiastic about it. I was probably too focused on my own cock to worry about them, and while my cock was certainly bulging in my pants creating quite the distraction, I wasn’t going to get any sort of satisfaction for it until Mia got to cum. I was sure I had blown my chance at her virginity by constantly shifting between the opening of her pussy and her clitoris because it seemed to build up and then die out. I felt her clitoris forming a hard knot so I focused directly on it with my tongue, flicking against it as hard and fast as I could. I felt her body shudder and then she started to orgasm.
“Finally.” Jerrod growled as Mia practically convulsed, her pussy clenching as muscles tightened and released.
Damn, I don’t think I’ve ever actually made a girl cum before. All those bitches have been faking it...
“Whoa...” Mia’s body relaxed. “I’m not sure I can take another one of those.”
“You’ve got five more to go.” Coach Dawson twisted the timer once she settled down and started to spin her again.
Mia rotated quickly and then started to slow down. I watched as Mia’s pussy passed me by, wishing I could fuck her so bad my cock was almost screaming for the sweet release her pussy could bring me. I watched as she circled the room and without warning, she came to a stop in front of me again. I stared at her delicious pussy, wanting to taste her orgasm again. It was such a wonderful treat, so tight and pure. Burying my tongue inside of it again would be pleasure and there was a good chance I would rub my glans raw in my pants or ejaculate without stimulation like one of those crazy people on YouTube that touted hands-free orgasms. If such a thing was physically possible for a man, I was sure that Mia could make it happen for me.
“He gets another shot?” Matt looked over at me and shook his head. “That ain’t fair.”
“No.” Coach Dawson shook his head. “If it lands on someone she’s already been with, it goes to the person on their right. His—we’ll call it seven minutes—is what goes on record.”
Seven minutes. Fuck.
“I’m up then.” Joe turned Mia towards him and I watched the beautiful pussy disappear from my sight.
I guess it wouldn’t have been fair, even if I would have enjoyed doing it again.
Chapter 7: Joe
As a kicker, I only got to be a hero when the game was on the line. In those few minutes, I either drilled it between the goal posts or listened to a crowd of people instantly hate me. I practiced way more than I played, and I rode the bench most of the time when I wasn’t warming up. I spent my life in my brother’s shadow, even though I was older than him. For two seasons in the NFL, I was a free man—until the Texas Cowboys decided to draft him too. The season hadn’t even started and he was already the only Rollins people seemed to care about. I thought high school would be the last time until he ended up at the same college I was attending and when that nightmare was over, I surely expected to be home free in the NFL. For some reason that sibling rivalry didn’t seem to matter much with the beautiful Mia in the front of me. He may have brought her to the dance, but I was going to be the first Rollins to go down on her and with enough finesse, I could be the first one to fuck her.
“Get over here, gorgeous.” I pulled her close. “I’m going to make you cum in record time.”
“Make her cum faster than I do and I’ll grill you a steak every weekend for a month. Lose and you do the same for me.” Matt extended his fist and I bumped it, agreeing with the bet.
“Time is already started.” Coach Dawson said with a growl.
Shit.
I dove between her thighs so fast with my tongue extended that I almost split her hymen in half when I penetrated the opening of her pussy. She let out a groan of concern before I withdrew it from the thick webbing and started circling the entrance as fast as I could. She tasted like divinity, easily the sweetest pussy to ever grace my taste buds. I moved up to her clit and started letting my tongue rise and fall against it. I strummed it like I did my guitar when I was playing a sweet country song and her body reacted immediately. I started mentally picturing the chords for my favorite Kenny Chesney song and strummed her pussy to the tune in my head. I was a bit of an anomaly being a country music fan from Michigan, but I never could get into the hip hop or the random rap and roll music that seemed to be so popular. I felt her body react, especially when I started going through the chorus.
Mia, I don’t see...how you could ever be...anything but mine.
The lyrics for the song echoed in my head, even though the situation at hand meant she was going to be everything but mine—exclusively at least. She was going to equally belong to us once the formality of her hymen was plucked and we each of us got a turn. I wondered what was going through her head—besides the pleasure my tongue was bringing her. I couldn’t believe a virgin girl had agreed to come back to Coach Dawson’s ranch and live with seven guys who were all interested in being her first. It was like a twisted bachelorette television show with no cameras. I moved my tongue against her pussy with the song echoing in my head. When it was done and she was still moaning with no end in sight, I tried to play the song faster the second time around, moving down and plunging my tongue into the opening of her pussy again. I tasted the sweetness of her virginity a few more times and then moved back to her clitoris, rubbing it furiously with my tongue.
“I don’t think I can cum again.” She moaned and lifted a hand to her lips, biting down on it.
“Just relax, Mia.” Coach Dawson’s words were kind. “You’re going to cum for everyone at the table, no matter how long it takes.”
“It won’t take me long.” Jerrod tapped the table. “Give me my turn next.”
“You’ll get her when the table spins her to you.” Coach Dawson’s words started to distract me, so I tried to focus on nothing but her pussy, blocking out the noise around me.
Mia may not have thought she could cum, but my tongue was determined to carry out my cock’s wishes and get a turn. I could feel myself losing track of the song, so I just went with the chorus as fast as my tired tongue could go. I started wishing I had gone a little slower until she was close, but I had already gotten her hyped up for the speed and it was all she was really reacting to, so I had to force myself to keep up the pace. I felt her pussy started to spasm lightly and I closed my eyes, visualizing how nice her tight pussy was going to feel when it wrapped around my cock. I was going to stretch her virgin pussy out so much she wo
uld never forget me. I sampled the entrance again, feeling it still in a light spasm, so I moved back to her clit and picked up the intensity until I thought my tongue was going to cramp. My jaw was tight and stretched as the muscles flexed. I felt her body start to shake and I knew she was there. I rolled her clitoris in my tongue several times and forced her over the edge until she was almost screaming.
“Yes!” She started to pant loudly. “That’s it, I’m cumming!”
“Good job, Joe. That’s seven and a half minutes though, so you’re now the bottom man on the leader board.” Coach Dawson sealed my fate with his words.
“That’s okay.” I sat back and watched her quivering body struggling to relax. “It is going to take longer from here. She could barely orgasm for me.”
“That’s because you suck at pleasuring a woman.” Jerrod hit the table with his hand. “Come on Coach, spin her around again.”
Chapter 8: Mia
My body was in absolute havoc. Chaos swirled in my head. Three orgasms back to back, each one brought on by an amazing man that wanted me in his bed. I was nervous with the arrangement when Coach Dawson pitched it and even more nervous when I was face to face with all seven of the men who wanted me, but after feeling how amazing they were at making me cum, I started to just let my inhibitions go. I was never the prettiest girl, even though I was a cheerleader. My body was mine to use for my pleasure and I couldn’t even fathom fighting it anymore. I was going to belong to whichever guy managed to win his way into my bed for the first time and after that was done, the remaining six would have their turn at some point. I didn’t think I could lose my virginity in one night and immediately take six more cocks, but I would make sure each of them was taken care of in some way.
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