by Marata Eros
Zoe straightened and Reaper came over and gave her a huge kiss, lapping at the remnants of the cum and Dara's juices on her mouth. Tamer and Pirate lay down on either side of Dara, each up on an elbow.
“Happy Halloween, teacher,” Pirate said, taking off his mask.
Ryan.
“Trick or treat?” Tamer asked, sweeping his black mask to the top of his head.
Sean.
Her former students had fucked her again and she'd never known it. And Zoe had proven to be a true friend, showing her a time she'd never forget.
Dara lay between the two men, watching Zoe make out with Reaper and answered, “Treat. Definitely treat.”
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This is an erotic and fictitious story. Please practice safe sex in the real world.
The Ball Player
Volume 7
Copyright 2011 Marata Eros
Smashwords Edition
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Edited by Hazel Novak
CHAPTER 1
Dara swiped a forearm over the fogged mirror and a swath of her face appeared in stark relief. Her dark auburn hair appeared almost black, wet fresh from the shower. Beads of sweat continued to appear on her forehead. She'd put in a grueling turn in the gym and was going to be very late getting home with a full school schedule for the next day looming ahead of her.
Dara sighed and dabbed the towel across her forehead. Bunching up the towel she started at the base of her waist-length hair and began to squeeze the dry cloth over the wet ends, gradually working her way up to the base of her neck.
Gathering her clean gym clothes she put on her yoga pants and matching cami and slung her gym bag over her shoulder. She was tired and ready to go home. Her lesson plan chanted in her mind as she used her shoulder to swing open the locker room door.
Dara jerked up on her tiptoes, narrowly missing a couple of guys coming out the opposite locker room for men.
“Sorry,” she mumbled, gracefully shifting to the side and making her way toward the double glass doors.
“Wait, hold up,” a voice said from behind her.
Dara turned, irritation on the tip of her tongue. Light from the streetlights sliding through the glass gave a little illumination to a night that was pitch black.
But the sharp words died on her tongue at the sight of the two men she faced.
They were just what Dara liked: young, fit and eager. But were they eager for her?
“You forgot this,” the one with the bronze-colored hair and whiskey eyes said. He brought a towel up that was clearly hers. It must have slipped off the top of her bag when they nearly collided.
“Thanks,” Dara said, her fingers trailing over the top of his hand in the lightest way.
He hadn't missed the interchange. He flicked his eyes up to hers, his expression expectant.
Dara's eyes shifted to his friend, they could have been twins.
Bookends.
Dara liked it.
The friend said, “I'm supposed to lock up tonight. Maybe we could talk.” He lifted up keys that shone in the florescent lights of the hallway.
“No, I was thinking we'd do something a little more interactive,” Dara said.
Bourbon eyes gave her a look and she boldly met his gaze.
“I think she's looking for a little attention,” the friend said.
The first guy didn't look away from Dara. The eye contact steady and heating up as they stood there. “I think you're right, Brendan.”
“Who are we to deny her?” Brendan asked, stuffing the set of keys he had dangled in his gym tote and coming to stand next to her.
He brushed a thumb over a nipple that immediately hardened at the prospect of the fun to come. Her nipple came to attention under the subtle pressure, her breath escaping in a sigh.
“Touch her snatch, get her warmed up, Drake,” Brendan said.
Drake moved in, taking her earlobe in between his teeth and digging into the folds of her pussy. He used the blunt end of his index finger to drag it back and forth between her sensitive labia as Brendan began lazy circles around her nipples.
Dara groaned as she threw her leg up and around Drake's waist, spreading her legs further while giving him better access. He wasted no time and used his opposite arm to latch underneath her other thigh and pushed her up and against the wall. He began to nibble at her earlobe then worked his way down her jaw and finally settled on the base of her neck, lightly biting and kissing at the center.
Dara groaned, widening her legs even as Brendan popped her tit out of the cami and started to lazily stroke his tongue over her nipple.
Brendan stripped her cami off and Drake rolled her yoga pants over her ass and down her legs in a fluid motion. One arm kept her pressed to the wall while the other divested her of her work out gear.
Once her pussy was bare, Drake left her against the wall using his arms to support her. He squatted down and buried his face in her pussy and she bucked with the touch of the flat of his tongue against the hub of her clit. Instinctively Dara pushed her hips forward, pressing the most sensitive part of her pussy against his tongue and he gave her a long lick as she shuddered underneath him.
“Get her into the gym, I can't wait to pound her,” Brendan said.
Dara reflexively moved her body underneath him at the thought of getting it at both holes as the men lifted her, one on each end.
They carried her into the spot she'd just vacated. Brendan lowered her onto the bench press platform and immediately began to finger-fuck her hard while Drake pushed her legs back to her ears.
Dara's breathing came in short pants as the penetration of his fingers became an exquisite pull and thrust as her orgasm built low in her groin, the heat swelling.
“She's getting close,” Brendan said, slamming his fingers in her pussy deep then giving a subtle flick up high.
Dara cried out, the orgasm taking her by surprise in an explosive burst, her pussy pulsating around his fingers that frantically fucked her.
“God, that's hot! I can feel her pussy squeezing my fingers.” Brendan groaned
Dara said, “Don't stop that, fuck me harder.” Her body was sliding from the force of his hand moving inside her hole.
“Fuck this. I want to pound her pussy, let me in there,” Drake said.
Brendan gave him a look but Drake ignored him, all but tearing his hand out of Dara's drenched hole, he moved between her legs. “Hold her legs back, I don't want them in the way when I sink it into her.”
Dara felt Brendan press her legs so her knees were equal with her ears and then Drake's cock was thrust inside her to the hilt. She yelled with the suddenness of it in pleasure.
“Don't hurt her, for fuck's sake,” Brendan said.
Drake grunted above her, slamming his prick into her pussy, his balls slapping her ass. “Doesn’t feel like I could hurt her. This pussy is made to fuck. Tight and wet, just like I like it,” he said, his cock spearing her hole.
Dara was so turned on by the onslaught that she got wetter, spreading her legs wider.
“That's it, you slut, spread your legs,” Drake said, moving her body almost off the bench with his thrusting.
“Damn, she's taking the whole pipe,” Brendan said, quickly lining up behind Drake as he pumped his prick deep inside her.
“Yeah, I'm getting close, she feels so great.”
Dara hung on to her own knees from behind as her head began to press up again
st the central bar behind the weight bench.
Drake was hitting that spot up high inside while rubbing the top of her pussy with his groin, her clit receiving direct friction and just as he stabbed her with a final thrust, his dick buried up her her hole, she came.
Dara yelled the orgasm into the gym, the cries echoing and Brendan stuffed the cock he'd been beating off with into her mouth, muzzling her. He sprayed his cum into her mouth a minute later as Drake was unloading his wad in her pussy.
Dara's pussy pulsed around Drake's cock, milking it of every last drop of cum while Brendan slammed her face down on his cock and she swallowed everything he poured into her mouth.
“Swallow it. Yeah, nice!” Brendan said, his fist buried in her damp hair, his finger pinching her nipple.
They slipped out of her holes, the pulses from her pussy pushing out the cum that Drake had just shot inside her.
“That was nice.” Brendan said, his cock beginning to stiffen again in his hand.
Drake nodded as he picked her up and set her on all fours on the floor mat. “I'm doin' her ass now.”
Dara threw her knees apart and let them take in the view of her pink ass with her pussy leaking cum right underneath, her breasts swaying in front.
Suddenly, the gym door opened and the janitor walked in.
“What the fuck?” he said, taking in the eyeful of Dara's spread parts. Dara met his eyes in the mirror which lined all the gym walls. He held a broom in one hand, his eyes flitting from her eyes to her pussy.
“What are you guys doing?”
“What's it look like, pal?” Drake asked sarcastically.
“Wanna fuck her?” Brendan asked.
The janitor stood there for a minute then said, “I could lose my job.”
“I won't tell,” Dara said, thinking about how hot it was to just let one more prick fuck and come in her.
He dropped the broom and fell on his knees behind her. As he hurriedly unzipped his pants he stuffed a finger in her pussy. “One of you guys already unload in her?” he asked, his voice strained as he pumped a finger in and out of her.
“Yeah, she's got a whore's pussy, just ready for another prick,” Drake said and Brendan laughed in agreement.
He hesitated and Dara pressed her hips back against his hand and he moaned. With a quick motion he had his finger out of her pussy and had slid his prick in her hole, pumping for all he was worth. His hands found her breasts and squeezed them as he pounded her from behind.
Dara met each thrust, her breath coming in ragged pulls. Just as she thought she felt his prick harden to come he said in her ear, “Let me finish in your sweet ass.”
Dara responded, “Oh yes, pump your come in my ass.”
He pulled out and used Drake's cum to lube his cock. Janitor began to press the blunt head of his cock in her ass and she pressed as he pushed. Finally, his cock was buried and he began to slide it in and out, using more cum from her throbbing pussy to get it wet where it was needed.
“Oh, man, this is so worth my job,” Janitor said, spearing his length in her tight ass.
Brendan slid underneath her and began to suck her tits, his prick honing in on her pussy like a satellite come to orbit.
“Come on Bren, stuff it in her cunt!” Drake yelled.
Dara loved the language and with a grunt she lowered herself. She began to let Brendan stick his prick in her pussy as Janitor pumped her ass with his cock.
Drake appeared at her side on his knees, working the shaft of his cock up and down, the stiff length vibrating with the need to come.
Dara hit his cock with the side of her tongue as the men moved her body between them.
“You want this you slut? Okay,” Drake said as he stuffed his cock in her mouth and slapped her ass.
Dara yelled out her pleasure around the cock she had in her mouth, barely able to breathe. The crack on her ass had been so hot with three cocks riding her holes she was not her own master, the thrusting of their pricks pushing her body around in an erotic tug-of-war.
She was not losing.
Instead, Dara spread herself even further and the men took it for the invitation it was, burying their cocks at the same time until they hit the end of her while Drake pushed her face down on his cock and she had to push him away or she wouldn't be able to breathe.
“No, you don't, you'll take it or pass out,” Drake said and cracked her ass again.
That was all Dara could take as her body bucked, shuddered and pulsed around the three cocks buried in her.
“I can't hold back when she does that. I gotta go!” Brendan cried out and came in her pussy as Janitor stilled and hovered above her, his cock buried inside her ass as he released his cum in her.
Drake pressed her mouth down on the base of his cock and she struggled as he smacked her ass and unloaded his cum in the back of her throat. “Take it, bad girl, take it all,” he said as he smacked the ass that Janitor was still buried in and Dara came again, hollering around his wet cock and her cum-filled mouth.
Janitor slid out of her ass and laid down beside her on the opposite side of Drake.
“Sit on my face now,” Janitor commanded.
Dara was too spent to move but Brendan and Drake picked her up and a few drops of cum fell out of her pussy. They placed her knees on either side of Janitor's head and he grabbed her hips and buried his face in her cum-soaked hole.
Dara gasped from the thrusting of his tongue where a cock had been as he lapped at the cum from the other men and played and sucked at her pussy lips.
“Ah...” Dara groaned and rotated her hips into his face, it felt so good to have his tongue on her swollen pussy.
Drake got behind her and dragged her hips over to him and began to plow his prick inside her ass.
“Maybe that's too much.” Brendan said.
Drake grunted as he drove his cock inside her ass. He slapped her on the other ass cheek and said, “She's gonna have my cum in all three of her holes.” He picked up his rhythm, driving his cock home in her ass and Dara felt a finger begin to fuck her pussy and she came. It was too much. All the attention to her hole and the smacks on her ass were too hot to ignore.
“You've been a bad girl and this will teach you a lesson,” Drake said, and with every other word he drove his cock deep.
Dara yelped as he smacked her again, each swat stinging more than the last. She began to squirm under him and he held her still, driving deeper.
Dara felt the fingers go from one to three and her holes felt full to bursting and with a final thrust of fingers and a sweep across her clit she came and Drake did too, his prick throbbing cum inside her ass.
Dara put her head down on the chest of the Janitor as he continued to work his fingers in and out of her pussy. Then she felt Brendan's cock as Janitor's fingers came out and he began to fuck her hole. Brendan did one, two, three strokes then came out entirely and began to stuff his length into her ass, having used her wet hole as lubricant.
Dara spread her legs and felt his cock penetrate her ass as cum began to ooze out and run down her leg. Janitor got underneath her hole and began to lick a line up her leg, following the cum trail and ended with his mouth on her hole. He lapped as Brendan fucked her ass and Dara threw back her head moaning even as her breasts slapped against her own chest.
Suddenly, Drake was there mauling her tits hard and the pain was mixed with pleasure as her pussy was tongued and her ass screwed hard.
“You like this, don't you,” Drake demanded as he mounded and pinched her nipples.
“Yes,” Dara whispered, getting close.
Drake gave another pinch and reaching around with his free hand smacked her ass as Janitor stabbed his tongue in her hole and Brendan stuffed the length of his cock into her, unloading his cum in her ass.
Dara came with the thought of all that cum soaking her holes and Drake squeezed her tits and Janitor stuffed a finger where his tongue had been.
Brendan pulled out of her and fell in a heap beside he
r on the exercise mat.
Janitor got up and licked the fingers that had been inside of Dara as she watched him open what appeared to be a lunch box.
He pulled out an enormous dildo and said, “I was saving this for the girlfriend but think I'd like to fuck her with it.”
Dara's pussy got more wet, if that was even possible. It had the width of a pop can and was at least nine inches long.
Drake pressed her legs apart and Brendan said, “No way, I draw the line. No pussy can take that horse cock.”
Drake looked at him. “You kinda want to see though, right?”
Brendan looked at Dara and she could see by his expression how bad he wanted to fuck her with the huge dildo.
“Yeah, I do,” he said, his voice shaky with anticipation.
“Fuck it, hold her legs spread and drive that thing home,” Drake said.
Dara spread her legs, she'd never had anything as big as that but had just been fucked by three men and was full of cum. She wanted to feel spread and engorged by the cock.
“Look at her. She obviously wants it. She's spreading her legs like a slut,” Drake said, stabbing a finger in her waiting hole. Dara's pussy clenched around his finger.
“She's so fucking hot,” Brendan said. Taking the enormous dildo from Janitor he began to move the tip of it up and down and back and forth across her opening, lightly smacking it on her pussy lips and Dara moaned with each light smack against her engorged hole.
Finally, Dara took the tip of it and pushed it into her opening where it got stuck.
“Let me do it,” Drake said and pushed Brendan aside.
“Hey!”
But Drake was beginning to push it into Dara and it spread her folds apart, filling her pussy all the way.
