Brandi and Carol: True Friends
(M+/f, ir, size, incest, oral)

by Sam Hammer
samhammer01@yahoo.com

With revisions and editing by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.org

Nota bene: To one of the most talented erotic fiction writers I've met, I want to thank Sam Hammer for allowing me access to his work, and for permission for reposting it here. I'm grateful, as I hope you are.

 

Chapter 01:	Girl Talk and Cheerleader Dreams (intro, m/f, inc)
Chapter 02:	A Quick snack (M/f)
Chapter 03:	Cheerleader Pays her Dues. (M/f)
Chapter 04:	Cheerleader Circlesuck Princess (m+/f)
Chapter 05:	The Great Blowjob Contest Round One (m+/ff)
Chapter 06:	The Great Blowjob Contest Round Two (m+/ff)
Epilogue:	The Aftermath

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Brandi and Carol: True Friends

Chapter 1.
Girl Talk and Cheerleader Dreams
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Eleven PM. A typical night of two atypical teenagers talking on the phone. Carol Brazil and Brandi Spumante were closer than sisters. The girls had met when each was a mere four years of age. Now, both girls were just over fifteen years old. The two shared each other's secrets, along with their dreams and desires. Although of different backgrounds, nothing could separate the two as they lived their lives with a passion and wildness reserved only for the bold. Both were school heroes of a different sort. Carol was the state gymnastics champion and nationally known as the country's next best hope to win an Olympic Gold medal. But her friend was a high school cheerleader named Brandi.

Brandi Johnson Spumante. A girl was so beautiful that by age fifteen, she was almost a stereotype. No man or boy straight or gay could resist falling for her charms. The only schoolgirl to be voted homecoming queen a year BEFORE she attended. The Head cheerleader of all the Head cheerleaders. It was she that ruled social lives of the entire school district with a subtle grace. She had turned down Hollywood to enjoy a normal crazy adolescent. The offers still keep coming for the American beauty. Tossing natural blonde hair that perfectly framed a movie star face. At fifteen Brandi's cushy tits were lush and spacious pillows but nevertheless led to a waspish waist. Other girls became even more jealous when they realized that she was very approachable, very smart sometimes funny and just plain nice. Nice when she wished to be. This particular night Brandi couldn't help but stoke her best friend's fire." Besides I told you, it's just the cheerleading squad and the first team. It's a football thing and the coach makes all the rules. But don't worry; I'm sure Bubba will do his math homework while every girl offers to help."

"I don't care what the rules are. I'm getting on that bus!" Her temper was fearsome thing to behold. But so was the young Carol Brazil. Tinier then petite, always ready to party and always ready to work was Carol Brazil. Smaller then the smallest girl, Carol had parlayed her small size into a superior tight package. Her breasts were smaller then Carol's but with a size surprising for one so small. Prettier then average, her exotic almond shaped green eyes hid a secret that only Brandi knew.

Carol was a teenage nymphomaniac. The sight of cock made her blood boil and her pussy drip. In the initial throes of her awakening womanhood, Carol would wake to find her sheet stained with wetness and reeking of her sex. The small girl changed panties twice a day because her dampness would soak her panties when surrounded by members of the opposite sex. The twenty four hours surrounding the day she lost her cherry to her boyfriend's father was an epic in itself. But when the day ended Carol had gained the perfect boyfriend and one true love to unleash her sexual charm upon. Bubba Larren, the boy across the street. Nothing was more perfect or more obsessive then her teenage passion for Bubba Larren. Nothing could keep them apart. Nothing except a father figure of a Coach who had managed a single emotion from Carol Brazil. Carol Brazil was pissed. It was a simple request. Ride on the third school bus on the way back from McCoy high. The victory bus as it was normally called was filled with two groups. The first team Offense and Defense and the cheerleader squad. Carol wanted on that bus for a reason. Her one true love Bubba Larren always rode the Victory bus with the first team. When Brandi confided to her friend what truly went on during the trip after a night game, Carol just had to be there. Carol knew the vow of one girl to get into her guys pants and she had to be there to intercept someone stealing her prize stud.

"How can he stop me? Does he know who am I?" Easily the tough grizzled football coach should've known her. Carol was a sports jock in her own right. An unstoppable gymnastics phenom that had won numerous medals and acclaim. Standing in at a mere 4 feet, nine-inches tall and weighing just seventy nine pounds it was a wonder that she was ever able to catch the eye of her beau, Big Bubba Larren. A giant of man only fifteen years old now stood two feet taller and weighed a perfect 285 pounds of rock solid teen muscle. Perfect for Carol and her nymphomaniac nature. The huge teen Mandingo had set his heart on Carol Brazil and the teenage romance blossomed after an adventurous start. Now ever jealous and always lusting for her Bubba's big black cock Carol would do anything to ride back on the secretive bus.

Brandi shook her head as if Carol could see her. "He has no idea that you are the State Gymnastics Champion. All he cares about it football and fucking. And in that order."

Carol eyed the chilled glass on her nightstand and then rolled to her back, grabbing a brown teddy bear. She pouted. "That Coach has Bubba brainwashed. It's been two solid days that Bubba has held out on me. I need a good stuffing and I want to suck his big one SO bad."

The head cheerleader zapped her TV off and set down the remote. "That's what makes the bus trip for night games so FUN! The guys on the first team nail every cheerleader that will hold still and we ALL hold still!" Brandi added a slight jibe. "You know they ALL want a shot at Bubba. Me and Bubba's willpower is all that's stopping him from gangbanging all the cheerleaders single handed. He is the pride of the litter."

Carol's voice turned haughty. "Well, I'm not worried. Bubba is the coolest of the cool. He's turned away every girl that's hit on him except for me. You know I pussywhip him every chance I get. He won't go looking for loose bettys."

Brandi sniffed. "How tall is Bubba?"

Carol snapped at her. "You know how tall he is. Six foot nine."

"How much does "the one" weigh?"

"Hmmm… He's almost 290 – all of it is either muscle or dick."

"Muscle or dick, girlfriend you are so bad. How old is "the perfect boyfriend?"

Carol frowned, "Brandi, he is the same age as us. You know that."

"Exactly. He's fifteen. Not some old guy, you know like 25 and He's 15 and every teenage boy can be broken. He's only a guy and they just can't help themselves."

A few moments of silence and Carol broke down. "There must be a way to get on that bus. Help me think of something."

"Hee! I have been thinking about it and there might be one way."

Carol grinned at the thought of one Brandi's adventures. She knew her there was no way her big-breasted girlfriend would let her down. "What is it? I'll do anything!"

"Well, remember last week when I got you drunk and we went down to the biker district to tease guys?"

Another of Brandi's adventures. Carol blushed and rolled on her bed. "Yes, well sorta. I still can't believe you sucked off five guys to get us out of there."

Brandi rolled on the bed herself. "Four guys. You paid the tattoo artist yourself."

"I did? Oh man, there is no way I'm ever gonna drink again."

"I can't blame you, gym rat. You cannot hold your alcohol, but you sure held still for that tattoo."

"Bubba loves it! He blistered my ass for an hour the first time he saw it. I could barely walk when he was through the first time."

"He fucked you for an hour straight?"

Carol sighed in contented memory. "He always does unless I tell him to cum sooner. He knows I'll help him whip up another load."

"He cums on command? I haven't seen that one before. You have to show me when you get a chance."

A stunted giggle. "Sure thing girlfriend. It's so funny when I order to him cum. He just stares at me saying "gotta obey Carol, gotta obey Carol" over and over and then he likes explodes!"

Brandi didn't suppress her own giggle knowing that Carol would keep her promise. "Must be nice. Well Guess what? That little tattoo is going to get you on that bus. Ready for my big plan?"

"Oh geez Brandi, here we go again. What's in it for you?"

"Well, I do admit, I do have my plans but this way I can kill two birds with one stone."

Carol began rubbing her slit, and then she heard the front door slam and her mother Opal yell at her son. "Bonehead JR is home. He must've mouthed off at Mom. Another bad date. What a geek."

"You said he has a big one, why can't he keep a girlfriend?"

"Because he acts like a dork on the first date. Not all girls like to be face fucked and then have their face glazed without a kiss first. He keeps forgetting we Waddapole High chicks aren't to be treated like sluts."

"Even if we are." Brandi giggled.

As Carol heard the steps of her brother up the stairs, she put down the cordless phone and stripped off her football jersey that she used has pajamas. Stark naked, she picked up the phone walked to the door, opened it wide, and left it like that. She went back to the bed, pulled a pillow to the center, and lay down with her butt propped up facing the door. She picked up the phone, never once forgetting the many threads of a teenage girl's conversation. "Well, I'm not."

Brandi rolled her eyes from her location. She picked up the red nail polish, put the phone to one ear, and began touching up her toes. "OH Puh-leeeze! You even hornier then I am. You just unleash it all on just one guy."

At Carol's place, her brother walked by her room froze and immediately backtracked. Carol crooked a finger at him and he entered the room. She pointed at the door and he shut it before standing in front of Carol who managed to get her brother in her room all without stopping her talk with Brandi. "It's still different. I'm gonna marry him, so really it's one long honeymoon. So I'm not a slut."

"Oh. That's true. I meant to say you're a black cock sucking slut."

"Brandi! How can you say that about me?" Carol looked up at her brother who stood stunned at the sight of his little sister's perfect ass propped up and ready to fuck. Her eyes drifted down to her brother's crotch and she raised an eyebrow at the aching length of cock that was bulging out at her. Carol made a fist and pumped it up and down. Her brother fumbled with his snap and unzipped. He hauled his cock out letting it bob up and down for his sister's benefit. He gripped his shaft and started making long grinding strokes while staring at his sister's ass.

She giggled and rolled up till she was sitting on herbed, her brother's dick just inches from her face. Brandi's reply was to the point. "Carol you are a nymphomaniac. I can say it because it's true."

"I know it's true." She admitted, "But how can you say that?" Another giggle and Carol took a sip of her orange juice and milk mixture that she had on her nightstand. Carol watched her brother's cock expand, never taking her eyes off from the big leaking cock as it threatened to blow his thick teenage wad right on her face. A happy Carol rolled from her propped up state till she sat on her bed. Reaching underneath her bed the little beauty pulled out her new teenage weapon. Her new black high heels. Gently stepping into the pumps, Carol crossed her legs and simply began dangling her shoe from her dainty toes. Always turned on by the sight of big prick being masturbated, Carol watched his breaths become quicker and his stroking more ragged. She placed one small hand on his cum filled scrotum and began the lightest of milking motions on his smooth nutsack. Amazingly, the entire time the Always horny little teenager never lost track of her conversation as she managed to converse with her best friend and be the perfect jackoff material for her big brother. "Hold off JR. I want a really big load. C'mon Brandi, I know you. What's in it for you?"

Brandi watched her little sister Asti enter their room, grab a Young Miss magazine and leave. She examined her toes for a second. "Well… HEY! Is someone with you?"

"I'm just watching my brother jack off. He's raping me with his eyes, probably wishing he could fuck me again. Whoa! Here come the precum… He's almost there."

"Oh. Well, there is one girl named Kysa Braswell. The new girl...."

"MMmmm, yeah. I saw her. She is really pretty. She's got those extra big boobies that the boys like. Whoops! Wait one sec!"

Carol put down the phone and calmly reached for her smoothie. Tilting the glass and grasping her brother's shaft she pumped twice and he exploded right into her drink. Carol kept up the milking, ignoring the JR's squirming and then placed her big brother's dribbling cock till it rested in the glass and squeezed his nuts making his swollen prick erupt with his final stray blasts of jism.

Carol licked the tip of his cock making sure it was clean and casually let it droop. The fifteen year old girl knew her brother thought he was the second luckiest guy in the world to have a teenage nymphomaniac for a sister. Carol swirled the mixture in her glass and took a sip. She winked at JR and waved bye. "Thanks JR. Sleep tight, big brother."

JR just mumbled. "You are so nasty. Thanks." He turned and found his way to her door.

Carol picked up the phone. "Where were we? Oh yeah she has huge boobies and is so beautiful."

Brandi heard Carol making her big brother grunt and tried to visualize just what they were doing. Like Carol, she never lost track of the conversation. "Traitor. Okay, she has already scored seven guys on the team, all the big stars except for one. Little bitch carries a ruler. Sucks a guy until he maxes out and then sees if he measure up. A strict eight-inch rule. If the guy measures up, she fucks him. If not, well I heard she's not too mean about wasting her time."

Swirling the liquid a few times, Carol drank her new smoothie savoring the new spice. She licked her lips. "I thought all of cheerleaders did that."

"Well we do, but that's just for when we decide who gets who. It still gets to the guy with less then eight-inches. You can't leave them out or make them feel bad. Kysa's loss though. Some of those smaller ones are as thick as coke cans. Anyway, I told you the biggest dick and star of the game gets first choice of the cheerleaders."

Carol groaned. "But my guy has the biggest dick and is ALWAYS the star of the game."

"Exactly. Bubba Larren, the conquering hero. Carol, That big lug of yours IS a saint; he stays in his seat and just talks to the bus driver while the other guys are enjoying the spoils of victory."

"All the guys?" Carol inquired.

"Including the Coach. It gets pretty wild, too wild for maybe even you. Anyway, we just used the suck and measure method to decide who gets the next pick. Last game, I saw one of the guys wavering about whom to pick. I got picked first, of course...."

"Of course."

"But last time the next TWO guys picked her. It was lucky for us that there are lot more studs then cheerleaders. Now Kysa is bragging that she'll be choking on your guys dick by the time the bus is pulling out of the mid way station."

"Like hell she will. I'll kick her ass!"

"Oh no! My plan includes her. I'm gonna give her just what she wants. If she wants to be the miss new cheerleader size queen slut, maybe it's time she got her wish."

"The other girls...."

"The other girls want to see Kysa get taken down a peg. Besides if she really wants my crown, she'll have to do ALL of them! I did it, but when I begged for more, well, the other girl was a senior anyway."

Carol finished her drink of milk orange juice and her own brother's cum and slipped underneath her covers.

"I remember." Her young mind remembered how Brandi methodically stalked each member of the first team and seduced them including taking on the last five guys at once. Another Great Brandi Spumante adventure. Carol rubbed her slit once, feeling it moisten as that particular episode came back into mind. "Thanks for letting me watch. By the time you got through teasing them those guys were so horny I think they would've come after me next and there was no way I could've stopped them. Ok Brandi, tell me what's your Grand Master Plan?"

Brandi looked at her glistening red toes and slipped under her own covers. "First rule for you is UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES should you ever go the wide back seat. That is like begging the entire first team to come gangbang you. The front of the bus is where Bubba and the Coach hang out. The middle of the bus will be dangerous enough. You could find yourself double teamed if you aren't quick enough, but the back of the bus is where you do NOT want to be. The first team will eat you up and the cheerleaders will root the guys on."

"The ENTIRE first team? That must be like over twenty-five guys." Carol visualized it for just a second and her nipples hardened at once. So many guys all taking turns with her would be a perfect cure for the teenage nymphomaniac. A single thought of Bubba Larren drove the lewd thought from her mind. True Love was always a better remedy. "Mmmm, no thank you, okay okay, stay off the long seat at the back of the bus. Anything else?"

Brandi sat back up in her bed and folded her legs. Her sometime brilliant ideas had gotten the two into trouble but her quick mind and charming beauty always saved the day.

"A few things like the black markers but here's my plan. I think it should work like this…."











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Brandi and Carol: True Friends

Chapter 2.
A Quick Snack
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The game went as expected. Another dominating Waddapole High School victory. The Wu's Academy was humiliated in 68-0 defeat, and Big Bubba Larren was the main reason. Tackling three players at a time on defense and running over the academy's biggest players on offense. Bubba even managed to whip three players in a fight that was over before it begun. As always Carol was proud of her guy and couldn't wait for him to claim his victory prize. Her. Normally, the entire student body tried to fit into the teen hangout called the Hangout. Carol would sit with her friends and wait for Bubba to find her. The two would then head out to Consummation Point or his bedroom to celebrate the victory. Normally Carol would wear a T-shirt from the school of the opposing team and verbally tease her boyfriend into a frenzy, belittling his manhood, his lineage and his race. Larren would then rip the shirt from her body and fuck the little darling as hard as he could. Now Carol wanted to help him celebrate early with the rest of the first team. She couldn't wait to surprise her big stud in her perky cheerleader outfit. Slipping out just before the games end. Carol rode with Bubba's father to the first stop before heading back to Hammerton County. Bubba Larren senior stood only a few inches shorter then his son. His skin was darker then his own Negro son but he was powerfully built due to working hard for over twenty years. There was only a slight speckle of grey in his hair but few wrinkles on his face. The resemblance between father and son always struck Carol and given flight to some momentary fantasies. She waved to him, walking quickly in her thick heeled sandals. Her ever present smile dazzled the man even at night.

"Hello Daddy."

Now it the big man's turn to smile. In a single parent home, Carol had only her mother and older brother to raise her and at the age of five had chosen the man to be her new surrogate father.

It was a funny twist of love and fate that his son and Carol would end up being high school sweethearts after being friends for years. The man loved being around Carol using her own youth to extend his own.

Bubba's father also loved being around Carol Brazil because he thought the young gymnastic champion was pretty and sweet and highly intelligent.

He also loved the idea that his son's girlfriend was for the most part a faithful petite little teenage nymphomaniac.

Bubba Larren Sr. extended his arm. "Ahh yes Carol. What's in the bag?" His eyes drank in her body. It was a warm night. A bit out of season for Hammerton County and Carol was dressed simply in a tight pair of jeans, a grey Property of Waddapole High School Athletics T-shirt stretched tightly across her chest and a pair of thick soled sandals on her small, pedicured feet.

Carol toted the bag on her shoulder not letting Larren take it from her. "Just some stuff to change into. I'll tell you about it later. C'mon, we don't want to miss the bus. We might miss it."

Larren snorted. "Not to worry. I know exactly where the bus is headed. It's a long way back to Hammerton County and they make a stop."

Carol clinched her fist. "YES! Perfect. C'mon, Daddy. I need your help."

Larren groaned. "My Help, now? Carol…." The big Cadillac was the last to join the long victory caravan of school busses and proud parents. The night settled around the large car and stretched out. Carol stayed against the car door saying nothing for a moment before she turned to Larren. "Thank you again for helping me. I knew I could count on you." Larren sighed. He had quite a few adventures himself when he was a teenager and rarely had the heart to refuse Carol anything. "My pleasure. Bubba likes to ride with the team, camaraderie and all that."

Carol sniffed. "Yeah, right. That's why I got to get on that bus. I have to know what's going on." The two rode in silence for another mile before Carol spoke again. "Daddy, do you think anyone can see us."

Larren shook his head. "No way. My headlights are blinding them. Installed the extra power bulbs just to piss people off."

Carol giggled. "Mr. Larren you're so mean but cool. That means I can change clothes."

To the older man's delight, he watched Carol slip off her sandals. She scolded him: "Keep your eyes on the road Daddy. I know you have a foot fetish. My mom was bad before but now she lives in slip on high heels just in case you come over to fuck her."

Larren felt a surge go through his member. "Dammit Carol. Do you always have to start teasing me right away."

Carol kept her smile, undid her seatbelt, and swung her bare feet into his crotch so that she was sitting sideways. Like her mother she kept her tiny feet immaculate and perfectly manicured. She wriggled her toes in her crotch. "What is it with guys and toes anyway? You like my toe ring? Mom got her own AFTER she caught you staring at my feet."

"Funny that. She bitched me out for looking at you...."

"You were looking at me like you wanted to rape me again."

"Dammit Carol. I said I was sorry."

"And I said, "Don't apologize. You fucked me pretty good Mr. Larren."

Larren kept silent for another mile and then looked over at his surrogate daughter. "Really?"

"Mmmm Yes. Definitely. I knew I had been fucked dizzy when you let me see your son. It's a good thing or I probably woulda chickened out. I do wish you'd been smaller though. You and Bubba Jr. are just TOO HUGE."

Larren squirmed in his seat. Carol seemed to enjoy resting her feet in his lap giving his cock a teasing foot massage. He felt pressure when Carol stretched and unsnapped her jeans. After a small battle the jeans came off.

Larren put the car on mental autopilot and let his eyes roam over half naked form. "Are you changing now?"

Carol pulled of her T-shirt and folded it before looking for her bag. Twisting she opened the bag and put it in the backseat. Next, off came her bra and panties. With a single motion, she let down her hair letting blow wildly by cool air of the night.

Larren couldn't believe how Carol brazenly stripped herself completely nude and sat calmly beside him. Carol teased him. "Okay, I'm naked now. You can fuck me again, if you want to. I'll bet you want me in pigtails so I'll look really young. I have some bands…." Carol reached in her bag, found the bands, and began pulling her hair into pigtails.

"Goddamn it Carol...."

"Oh you're gonna fuck my mother again tonight aren't you? You know she's just like me. She has to change panties twice a day because she always wet."

"Carol!! Stop...."

"It's really bad for both of us. If we don't change our undies, we'll walk around smelling like pussy all day. OH! How could you think stuff like that Mr. Larren. It looks like you are gonna bust your pants. Bet you'd like to fuck both of us. Mother and Daughter… again. Guys always dreaming about scoring generations of chicks like we were bred to be fucked by YOU."

Her boyfriend's father squirmed in his seat and deliberately adjusted his growing cock in front of Carol. "Carol, I've been good...."

Carol lightly grazed her own nipples while she blatantly stared at the front of his pants. "Yeah, wearing out my mother has kept you from taking any more cherries. I'm sure you've been REAL good. Geeeez, like father like son, no wonder Bubba is so huge! I can see your big one flopping up and down."

Larren almost yelled. "CAROL! Why are you doing this to me?"

"Because that Coach has denied ME any sex from your son for THREE whole days! YOU know how hot I am. I was only able to hold a day before I destroyed my mother's vibrator…."

Larren guffawed aloud: "Opal has a vibrator?"

Carol squeezed her nipples hard and leaned back against the car door. She put one foot in his crotch and the other on the dash. Her horny smile widened. "It was kinda dusty, never used since she stared seeing you! Now then Mr. Larren. I TRY and keep my pussy just for Bubba, but you look just like him and I'm so horny and your dick is so huge and I'm just like my mother. Don't you have enough nasty thoughts now?"

The verbal assault was right on target. The thoughts running through his head indeed were making his ten-inch cock throb from his pants. After he raped young Carol Brazil and then sent her to his son to be fucked again, he rested up a bit, called Opal out for a drink and nailed her as well. The mother proved to be every bit a cockhound as her daughter and barely made it home before her teenaged son woke the next morning. The man knew how slutty her mom felt. Coming home only to call the senior Larren to a motel for more hot sex! Carol reached into her bag, her only cosmetic being a tube of red lipstick. "I can't let you see my Mom like that. You'd spray your shorts before you screw her. Can I take the slack off?"

Larren senior snorted. "Dammit Carol. You're my only son's girlfriend. Only time I've ever felt guilty about ANY sweet piece of ass!"

"Sweet piece of ass. Mr. Larren you are so romantic. Bubba wouldn't care. He loves you. He said that if I did something like that he wouldn't care cuz he loves you so much. Can I suck your dick, Daddy?"

Bubba Larren thought all of two seconds. "Well, um, as long as you've made your mouth so pretty."

Carol smirked. "You are going to let your son's girlfriend give you a blowjob. You ARE so bad, Mr. Larren." Just as she finished fucking with his mind, Carol twisted her body and went after his zipper. She almost tore open his snap when she reached in to pull out his long thick meat.

"Yee-ow! I love big dicks, it makes me so crazy, I can't control myself, let me play with it."

The man grinned. "Help yourself, enjoy."

He placed his hand on her head and gave the lightest of pressure. Carol let him move her head and she began kissing and licking the lengthy shaft. It grew larger and fatter as her tongue dabbed his head before she suckled and spit out his shaft several times to help it attain full height. When his cock was sticking straight up, Carol leaned back and just stared one more time.

The senior Larren looked as if he were in pain. "Carol! Why did you stop? We still have some time before we hit the Diner."

Carol raised her eyes to meet his. "Oh, Mr. Larren. I just like staring at a really big one. I mean TEN INCHES… WOW! You sorta like gotta give thanks."

He rolled his eyes, his horniness making him impatient. He reached out with his arm and pulled her back down slowly. "Hmmph! Just like your mother all right. You just need a firm hand and WHOA… eager eh?"

"MMMMpmmmpph!" Her standard sound when sucking cock! Carol settled in bobbing her head up and down while she steadied and jacked the man's in her small hand. The older man sighed as few things could beat the pleasure of receiving an illegal blowjob from his son's girlfriend while driving on a Friday night.

The man let Carol roll completely on her stomach and rubbed her sleek soft back. He watched her feet in the air crossed at the ankles wave to and fro before he remembered NOT to close his eyes. He didn't hold back groaning at the mouth to cock contact. "NNnmYEEeeah, that's it, nice baby girl nice. You can take your time. Geez, that's a lot of spit."

Carol lifted her head and puffed for a second. "Uhnn, sorry, but three days a long time for me to go without your sons cum. You ALWAYS shoot a gallon so I'll take my time the second time."

Larren watched her small pretty face by his huge black post. He never could resist the pint sized cutie and was always surprised by her sexually charged nature. "Second time eh? The way you suck cock, I'll be lucky to juice left to nail your mother tonight… at my place."

Carol couldn't help but squirm on his front seat. "Thank you so much Daddy. You know that means your son will be screwing me across the street." Carol grinned. "Uh oh, here comes that hand again… MMMMPH!"

Her boyfriend's father snorted at his hand gently palmed her head and guided her mouth back down. "MmnYeah, that's it easy Carol EASY ohgoddammit!!"

The man had hoped for a leisurely blowjob but Carol was working hard in his crotch, bobbing her head up and down, licking, and sucking the man for all she was worth. Working one hand under his pants to try and rub his scrotum through his pants, the other hand wrapped around is shaft, working his foreskin up and down, the young girl continued to demand her due. The man began humping his hips up into Carol's face, choking her a bit but it didn't faze the teenybopper in the least. Carol kept on increasing the pace, gripping his cock with just the right the pressure while sucking off the throbbing ten-inch pipe. She could feel the huge member bucking in her grip, building up the big load she had been working so hard for. Larren tried to not look down at the pigtailed black mane bouncing up and down in his lap, but his eyes caught her lean cat-like back and her small delicate feet dancing in the air and knew he could hold back no longer! With a bellow and a grunt he exploded his own two day load right into Carol mouth!

"<EEEUHNPH!> Grunt! Yeah Yeah yeah that's it baby lick it up lick it all up and suck it down." Carol tried her best to obey the man's wishes but the expectant load was more then she could handle, the excess spilling out and cascading over her small jacking fist. The little teen cocksucker swallowed as fast as she could but still failed to contain the volumes of cum escaping over her hand and into his lap.

Larren felt a fresh lurch in his pants as watched Carol vibrate and shake on his front seat. "Sunavabitch. And I thought only your mother could cum from sucking cock."

"MMmmmPmmmph. <Lick, lap!> Mmmm, yep me too!"

The man shook his head. "Christ, Carol! You don't have clean up every drop."

Carol lifted her head for a moment to be heard. "Your son's orders. I'm supposed to be a GOOD cum cleaner… and you have so much cum… MMmmMM."

Larren watched with glee as Carol buried her face in his lap as if she were cleaning him up with her face. He then froze. Years of driving had taught him that outline behind him. "Shit, McCoyville police. We were almost out of their county too. Sit up Carol, SIT UP!"

Carol's high pitched answer was quick. "No. I'm eating your cum Daddy."

The man tried to raise her head by pulling on her hair and was rewarded only with a moan. He'd forgotten how Carol LIKED to have her hair pulled which she showed by licking his sperm soaked crotch faster. The police car pulled along side the last car in the convoy and shined their bright floodlight into Larren's car. The cop frowned at the sight of the waving ankles. He motioned upward with his hand to Larren who quickly understood. With all of his might, Larren pulled his son's girlfriend from his crotch and the sight sent more blood pumping into his cock. His first powerful blasts of thick white sperm had gone directly down the little girl's throat, but heavy wads had run back out of her mouth, still dripping from her lower lip and chin. Her swollen lips were completely coated in white and thick rivers of spunk were yo-yoing lewdly from her chin. The teenager had licked up the spunk that had pooled in the man's lap. Her face was now a random weaving of sperm that ran in rivers down her cheeks along her neck or stayed plastered to her face and hair in healthy, gooey globs. Even through all that sperm, Carol was still smiling her sweet angelic smile, but seemed a little dazed and confused.

The floodlight caught the sight of a pigtailed girl who looked no older then twelve years of age, at least half naked and with her face covered in sperm. It was clear to anyone that she had "just finished" delivering a nut draining blowjob.

Carol waved to the men and yelled. "I love my daddy!"

Instantly the two cops in the car started laughing. They turned the bright light off, sped down the length of the football caravan, and disappeared. The man felt the butterflies leave his stomach and relaxed.

"Now that was the most amazing thing I've ever seen."

Carol giggled. "One of my friends got caught doing the same thing down here at the McCoyville Mall. They let her go when they found out it was her brother." The youngster diplomatically left her name out of the confession.

The man whooped out a good laugh and regarded Carol. "Honey, I think you might want to clean yourself up a bit."

Carol looked at the dashboard clock. "MMmmm, no. I thought you'd last about ten minutes more. Your son likes me to talk with me with his stuff on my face and it feels cool with the windows down. Besides, now I have time to tell you the whole plan."

The man looked at her preteen face still glazed over and thick strands of spunk still dangling lewdly from her chin. The hardening of his cock told him he'd have no trouble banging the girl's widowed mother to his hearts content. "Hmmm, talking to me with my cum still on your face. Looks like I have a new trick to teach your mother."

"Glad to help." Carol quipped.

The older man raised an eyebrow. "What's this about a plan?"

Carol grinned. "Well, it goes a little something like this…."











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Brandi and Carol: True Friends

Chapter 3.
Cheerleader Pays Her Dues
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It was quite a sight for Bubba's father to see his son's tiny, sexy little girlfriend speak to him with the traces of her just given blowjob still clinging to her face. Absolutely buck naked and making delightful conversation for a few miles before finally changing into the cheerleader outfit. As promised, Bubba's father knew the stops for such a long trip and a night game. It all fit perfect into the plan as they both waited till the Three Waddapole High school buses pulled into Missy Thang's All Night Diner. It seemed forever until the coach bought hamburgers for the entire team and Brandi had the coach shuffled away in a corner. Carol moved quickly sneaking away from both players and cheerleaders until she saw Brandi with the Legendary coach of the football team. She stopped for a second to view the man who had put a crimp into her sex life.

Coach Sly "Jawbreaker" Lomabardo was a throwback to the good old days of American football. He was out of shape, yet able to out drink, out fight and out swear men twenty years younger. His main priority in life being football, he gained infamy and censure by breaking the jaw of an opposing coach that dared push one his players, earning his moniker and intense loyalty from every player he coached. Barred from the college ranks, he found new life as the high school coach of the Number One football team in the country. Now having brought fame and success to Waddapole High School, Sly made sure to catch the perks of that the sexually permissive town had to offer. During his current winning streak, he had managed to catch his share of young teenager girls eager to get to his loyal, studly stallions.

Brandi had the coach smiling sitting on his lap while the coach drank an illegal beer. He stopped smiling when he saw Carol Brazil as if to inspect her. Brandi immediately stepped in. "Coach, this is our newest cheerleader. Carol."

The coach immediately broke into a smile. "Well well well. Helloooo, Carol. Sorry about the dirty look, but you never know when some team is going to try and infiltrate my boys. Steal a secret play, you know. Besides, you're such a little thang, I wasn't sure if you weren't one of the kids trying to play cheerleader. Thought you were 'bout ten for a second."

Carol seethed. She did not like this man. "I'm fifteen Coach. Sir, May I ask a request?"

Coach Lombardo grinned and burped. "Well, I don't know. Why don't you come have a seat and ask the coach your question?"

Carol felt her skin crawl. Even though she had the nature of a teenage nymphomaniac, but she was choosy in her own way. The young girl forced a smile and joined Brandi sitting on his other leg. The coach immediately herded the girl until her leg was draped near his crotch. She could feel the man's hardness pushing into her thigh.

"Coach, I want to ride on the bus with the first team."

Immediately Carol felt the coach slip his around her waist and brushed the underside of her breast. She was about to move the hand and leave his side when she saw THE girl.

Kysa Braswell was everything that Carol had said. Through the den of the room and a dozen stunning cheerleaders, Kysa Braswell still stood out. A perfect brunette with flowing hair that cascaded over her enormous and billowy bosom. A waspish waist that made her perfect ass a joy to behold. With her guys back to her, Kysa chair was setting at an angle allowing the tiny girl to see how the girl was throwing herself at Bubba. Her attention was diverted by the coach squeezing her breast right in front of Brandi. Lombardo's eyes wandered back forth across both girls. The coach winked at Brandi. "Brandi looks Kysa is holding court. Why don't you go mark your territory while I make sure Carol is made out of first team material?"

Brandi's eyes widened. "Coach! She is, um, new. The uh,"

Lombardo saved Brandi the trouble of trying to lie. "Now, now. Every once in a while a girl tries to sneak through that isn't first team material. Can't say I blame 'em with my boys as prime as they are, but I'll just check out if she has the brand."

Carol watched Kysa's head drop down as if she were staring at her boyfriend's crotch and then she saw the girl's eyes widen and her mouth open. The little teen immediately put the scene together in her mind. The stunning brunette had somehow caused her guy to get a hard-on and then was obviously shocked at what she saw was a truly mammoth organ.

She smiled to herself when Brandi got between the two and could even see the look of relief on Bubba's face. It was all she needed to see. Her wonderful boyfriend was doing his best not to stray but also wondered how much longer she could keep her exclusive rights to the big stud.

"Coach, do you want to check my brand right here?"

The man slapped his knee, jostling Carol in his lap and giving her breast another squeeze. "Eager eh? Well, why don't we just go use that room over there? The manager is a big school booster so I don't think he'll mind."

A little too private for Carol's taste. She had hoped to flash the Coach her tattoo and then charm him into letting her join the fabled third bus. She swallowed once. "Whatever you say Coach."

He slapped his knee and stood. "Fuckin-A! That's what I like to hear." Gripping a reluctant Carol by her arm he led her into the office and shut the door. Carol cringed a bit at the leering football coach. She saw that he had a pot belly but a large chest with a Waddapole high sport shirt with grayish black hair sticking from the top. He removed his sports cap he smiled with a yellow, teeth-stained with Cigar smoke and tobacco chew.

"Now then, lets see if you really wearing the brand. I know you're not wearing panties so let's just flip up that skirt and have a look."

'Dammit' Carol thought, I forgot about the panties. The girls always take 'em off with two minutes to go in each half. She thought quickly. "Oh! I put them back on Coach. Brandi says some of the guys like to rip them off."

Lombardo let out a raucous bellow. "Fuckin-A! Keeps my boys hungry and mean. That's just how I like 'em. Well, I like to keep a collection of my own, so let's have 'em."

Carol blushed. A simple turn and flip of her skirt should be enough, but she couldn't risk being shy now. She wanted to throw her panties at him and step back but instead, biting her bottom lip, she demurely removed her red panties and handed them to the coach. It wasn't lost on her that he deliberately stroked her soft hand for a second before accepting his prize. Being so small she couldn't miss the snake tenting out his pants. A moment of curiosity and then disgust at the man's obvious arousal. "Whatever you say, Coach."

Sly Lombardo couldn't help but notice that the newest cheerleader, Brandi, was nervous and a bit scared. He could tell that she probably didn't like him very much and somehow it made the whole scene a little better. The man could feel his cock pressing against his pants at the sight of such a small girl doing whatever she could to impress him. The tough coach spat as his mouth watered over the thought of perhaps putting this little teenager through her paces. "Now then why don't you turn around and flip that skirt up and let's check that brand." Carol blushed again. The man was rude and bossy. Obviously he had sampled some of the tender young females on campus and almost certainly had set his sights on her. Carol's nature as was feisty and tough and kind. But when it came to sex, her natural tendency was toward submissiveness. The school football hero certainly dominated her and now she could feel the school football coach was doing the same. Once dominated Carol was a pervert's dream, her own hot-blooded nature willing her to do whatever her dominator wanted. She could feel her pussy moisten and hoped the Coach would be satisfied with just a quick look and most likely a feel of her sweet bum.

Carol bit her lip and while still blushing she turned around and raised her skirt. She heard the Coach steps on the wooden floor and his hand on her cheeks feeling them while he examined her tattoo. "Yes Coach. Whatever you say."

Another spit and the coach tilted his head once and let out a lustful sigh. "SONAVABITCH. I wish I coulda been there to see you pay for this tattoo. Shit, what a tiny ass. Perfect just fuckin' perfect." Lombardo rubbed his cock through his pants at the sight. Ten years of gymnastics had given Carol's twin, small, round globes. A muscular yet perfectly shaped set of ass cheeks. Her skin color a natural golden tan, Carol always wore some form of bikini or thong in order to produce what her boyfriend called "a cottontail." Like her breasts, her ass had a trim light outline. Just at the top of her ass cheek was a tattoo of a red heart cracked slightly down the center and in black italics the word "HEARTBREAKER" was placed in a miniature flowing banner across the center.

"Fuckin-A, that IS a heartbreaker of an ass. That tattoo makes you look like a porn star in training. Missy Jenna would be proud. Turn around but why don't you leave that skirt up. Do it slow."

The little high school freshman did as the coach commanded and slowly turned around exposing her smooth mound to the coach. "Yes Coach. I DO shave my pussy." Dammit, that sounds so nasty, she thought. But she knew why she said it. Her nymphet nature was coming out. The hidden nature that always ruled her mind and body. She had hoped that sucking off her boyfriend's father would calm her a bit, but instead it just started her hormones racing even more!

"Yes, I can see that. Looks like a mighty tiny bit of pussy. Now then a couple of more things and maybe I'll let you ride with the first team."

Carol could feel her skin crawl and her juices flow at the same time. She could only guess what the couple of things were. "Yes Coach."

"Karen…."

"Carol."

"Um yeah, well thank your ass for that. It'll blow any man's mind…."

"Thank you Coach."

"How did you pay for that tattoo?"

"My mom is rich, sir. I have plenty of money."

"That tattoo doesn't cost money, now does it?"

"No sir. You know how I paid for this tattoo."

"Tell me. I want to hear it."

"I bet you do," Carol thought. She took a breath and locked her eyes on the coach's evil leer.

"I sucked his dick, sir. Without spilling a drop." There it was. She had admitted that at age fifteen, she went down to a bikers bar and gave a blowjob just to have her sweet young ass tattooed. It made her skin crawl to see the man was now visibly rubbing his crotch in lurid anticipation.

"Licked him clean eh? Good! my boys are the best so they deserve the best! Are you always willing to give out blowjobs to get what you want?"

"No sir. Just… just my boyfriend."

"Just what the hell you think you doin? You can't give your little boyfriend a couple of blowjobs and then work your way on my bus. Nothin' personal, but my young Mustangs will wipe your little ass out."

"My boyfriend isn't exactly little and I wouldn't call sucking cock at least three times a day, EVERY day for the last five months a couple of blowjobs."

The leer returned. "Really? Heh heh! I like your sass girl. You're a little runt but you're kinda tough."

"Thank you coach. You saw my tattoo. Can I go on the bus now? The others might wonder where you went."

"HA! The other two busses may leave, but the victory bus always waits for the head coach. Now then seeing as you like sucking cock so much there might be a way for you to get on that bus. Bet you can figure out what that is."

"Oh god." Carol knew what was coming; she knew exactly what the man wanted. Without further prodding Carol told the coach exactly what he wanted to hear. "Coach, I'll do anything to get on that bus."

Lombardo reached for his belt and slowly started to undo the buckle. "Anything? I've saved up quite a load. Told my boys not to jackoff for three days before this game and I won't ever ask my boys not to do anything I wouldn't do."

The words reminded the pint sized gymnast that Bubba hadn't broken his coach's rules. Carol had always vowed that she would personally see to it that her boyfriend wouldn't have to jack off for the rest of his life and had never reneged on her promise. Carol blushed and moved to within a foot of the coach. "Then you better let me drain your nuts coach. I'll do it everyday for a month if you let me on that bus. I want the first team, coach."

"Say it again. I want to remember this one baby."

Her tanned skin was now fiery red in sexual shame. She looked the coach in the eye. "I said, I'LL SUCK YOUR COCK EVERY DAY FOR A MONTH if you let me on that bus."

The filthy offer was all the coach needed. "Little Honey, that is an offer I can not refuse. Why don't you kneel right here and we'll get the first day out of the way. That's it honey, right this way."

Carol swallowed as the coach finished his belt and slowly unzipped his pants while never taking his eyes from the young girl. One leg a time she kneeled right in front of his crotch.

"Yes Coach. Whatever you say."

The sight of the tiny gymnast kneeling before him caused an extra surge of pleasure and power to rip through his thickening penis. "Heh, this'll be like getting a blowjob from a twelve year old. Shit! My twelve year-old and ten year-old daughters are bigger then you. Hmmm, for starters, why don't you take off that top and let's have a look at them little titties of yours."

Carol fumed again and repeated herself as if to spoil the man's moment. "I'm fifteen, coach." Then tugged and pulled the white and red garment from her top. She laid it beside her and proudly thrust her perky young tits at the man. "And these aren't so little!"

"Girl, I like your sass and those tits of yours ARE fatter then I thought. Damn I'd like to meet your Mom." He saw Carol's eyes squint in anger. Here she was ready to deliver on a promise of a month's worth of blowjobs and he was already hinting at taking a shot at her mother too! "But here's a little something that's kinda fat, too!"

He spread his legs a bit and tugged his pants down hard. With a spring of relief his meaty weapon lolled out of pants and pointed at Carol Brazil. He smirked when he saw the look of plain fear and awe on Carol's face. The man's cock was easily nine solid inches long the width of the fat blood engorged salami made it look even thicker causing Carol her to tremble in awe. Easily as thick as his wrist with bluish green veins crisscrossing its considerable length. The pudgy mushroomed head, was an angry purple and almost as seemed big as her fist.

Carol's hand flew to her mouth and she tried to slide back in terror. "SHIT! No way!! Not another one! You're HUNG like a HORSE! Brandi didn't tell me… Oh god, Coach, don't hurt me!"

Lombardo snorted. "Yup. Nine-inches of thick Italian meat. Now you know the REAL reason why they call me Jawbreaker. You gonna back out now? That bus is waiting."

It wasn't that. The coach had his hand on her head now and was slowly drawing his big dick to her face. Being forced into the deal had started her blood boiling. Now seeing a thick chunky cock had young juices flowing as well. "No Coach, it's just that…."

"Yes little honey?" His cockhead was less then an inch from her angelic young face. He could feel her fighting his steady strong pull less and less.

"It's just that I love big dicks. MMMMmmPH!" Carol opened her mouth and lodged his cockhead into her sweet small mouth. Lombardo pulled back and got a firmer grip on her hair before he pushed forward again. Instinctively Carol gripped his shaft with both hands to protect herself before tonguing the thick oral invader. "MMMMPH!"

"Sunavabitch! You little chicks are better then Viagra!" The man was turned on beyond all belief. Carol's small perfectly manicured hand unable to reach barely halfway around the blood engorged shaft. The young girl started pumping his shaft, masturbating him into her talented mouth.

"MMmMMPH! ULPMPH! SMAK" were the sounds of a first rate kneeling blowjob being delivered by a cocksucking queen. Hours upon hours of sucking cock had prepared her to handle his tremendous girth but not his ferocity. No matter how much prick Carol was swallowing down her throat the man still tried to pack more! He was choking her and beginning to slam his hips into her face.

Carol knew the man losing control. His cock was becoming larger and larger choking her on every rough and rugged pump into her windpipe. "MMMPH! MMMPH! MMMPH! CHOKE! ACK! MMMPH! muffled from her throat. Her hair became a mess as both of his hands dug in lifted her head so that the last few remaining inches were now buried in her cocksucking mouth.

The coach could feel his nuts tightening for the all consuming blast. His rhythm was lost as he tried to extend the perfect blowjob but ended up face-fucking Carol instead. He fucked her face in long brutal strokes making stray hairs fly up in the air every time his nuts smacked into her chin.

He was about to blow his load poising all but his cockhead outside of her sweet oral confines when Carol shifted her hands and gently gripped his sperm-filled jewels in her palms. Tiny fingers tickled and milked his bloated scrotum while she looked Lombardo in the eyes and winked. "YOU LITTLE COCKSUCKER! THAT WAS IT!! GONNA CUM GONNA CUM RIGHT NOW AAAYEaHHH" The coach made good on his words driving his thick nine-inch shaft into Carol's mouth and down her throat. With his hairy balls on her chin and being milked by an expert cocksucker he exploded into her throat sending the first of a three day wad into her belly!

Carol could only see hairy belly and pubic hairs come into focus as Sly Lombardo fucked her face while cumming down her throat! His load plentiful and thick filled her tummy and mouth, making Carol swallow again and again. The little teen shook as tingles of a climax began building in her little box.

Making a man ejaculate down her throat turned her on and started her natural nymphomania running full throttle. It was horrible the way she kept sucking the man's dick as he used her for a cum dump. It was worse when she held still so the man could finish the rest of his load on her face, actually helping him by licking and sucking the side of his huge cock and not flinching once when wad after wad landed in perfect thick strings along her cheek, ear and hair.

The load dazed her and she didn't even know that she was licking sperm from her fingers when his semi erect prick started drooping right in front of her face after spending his load. All it took was a light push and her face went forward burying her nose in his balls to lick them as if thanking them for providing such a plentiful load.

The Coach teetered for a second, laying his six-inches of limp fat meat on her head. It rested like a weight on her head and started lengthening again as she nursed on his nuts. When his hand pulled her back and his downward arching cock presented itself to her, Carol didn't hesitate.

Once again she sucked the big dick into her small mouth and began bobbing her head. Carol felt the huge penis fill her mouth again and did her best to swirl her tongue around his knob. Her head was just clearing when his hard-on left her mouth and his strong hand gripped her arm and lifted her onto her feet.

Carol found herself being spun around till she faced the desk. With the taste of sperm still fresh her in mouth, she swallowed once and tried to speak. "Uh, coach… what are you, oh no… coach."

Lombardo snorted. "Like I said. You young little sluts are better then Viagra. Lean over and spread 'em."

The little champion felt the coach's grip behind her neck pushing her forward. She thought of fighting but the ache in jaw reminded her of the brutal face fuck and the brutal face-fuck turned her on. She tried to resist but after swallowing a big load, her mind clouded and all it took was a strong steady hand to put her through her paces.

"Please no… I shouldn't do this OH!" She could feel his meat resting upon her ass as he positioned her for easy entry. Carol knew her juices were flowing and as much as she hoped to save her tender charms for her boyfriend, there was no way she could stop the man from leaning her over and fucking her lights out.

"Please… please, no...."

Lombardo did as he pleased spreading her legs and leaning her over the desk. There was no way she could spread her legs outside of his but it didn't matter. He knew he could power right through any tightness the girl would have.

"Yer sayin' no right now, but I gotta feeling about a hot little piece of ass like you. Now then how does this feel?"

Her head shot up as Lombardo placed his hands on her thin waist and thrust his fresh hard-on cock into her tiny quim, stopping at the too tight entry. He stayed there lifting Carol onto her sneakered toes and pulling the tyke back toward his thick dick.

Carol squirmed and wriggled. The huge sausage had left her jaw aching and now she could feel the fat wedge splitting her in two! "UHN please… stop UHN! IT'S TOO BIG!"

"Shit, little girl, yer pussy juice is dripping on the floor and you're still tight as a virgin. Hold still, this is gonna hurt a little!"

Carol's face was a grimace as the Jawbreaker was put to her small pussy. She bit her bottom lip and steeled herself.

"It always does." Carol knew her hot blood had taken control of her mind and body, she was going to be fucked, and there was almost nothing in the world she wanted more. "Please, just don't hurt me Coach."

Lombardo was overcome with lust. His wrinkled grin squinted his eyes. "Can't quite promise that Little Girl, it comes with the territory. Now take some more."

Again he powered into the preteen sized pussy, wedging a little more into her. That small taste just made him want more. Once again he pulled the young teen back and snapped his hips. Carol yelped but held still for her creaming pussy to aid her invader's entry.

The coach steadily pumped more and more cock into the little wannabe cheerleader. He enjoyed the look of her sleek back muscles as the State Gymnastic champ squirmed about on the desk. He knew what had started out as a semi consensual blowjob was now statutory rape but the girl was just too sweet and the pussy was ball draining tight. It took twenty strokes for the man to bury just half of his ultra thick meat into Carol's pussy and now he knew he was ready to nail the overwhelmed teenager with his favorite trick. Gathering all his strength he thrust up into the overmatched pussy as hard as he could lifting Carol onto her sneakered toes and burying every inch of his nine-inch rod until there was no room. Carol arched her back as if to escape the awful impalement, closing her eyes in the pain and pleasure of being stuffed to the hilt. Her clit had already expanded and the hood was moved back to expose her throbbing love button completely.

Lombardo knew that he stuffed the young girl completely with his engorged Italian salami. He swallowed his thick spit at the show to come as he kept Carol on her toes, wrapped one arm her waist and lifted, sliding down the four foot nine pixie till her sneakers no longer reached the floor, and she was suspended by the coach's strength and his big fat cock!

He ignored her whining and whimpering and reached around with his other hand and stroked her clit. He snorted above her jet black hair. "One of the good things about you little ones is you travel easy. I figure you about seventy pounds soaking wet. Well, you're plenty wet now. So let's go for a little walk."

With a writhing Carol Brazil perching on his cock, he slowly walked to the opposing wall. Every step was grinding the thick cock into her tiny pussy making her wriggle and whine so that her pussy was stuffed and her clit was throbbing. It was a slow sweet walk that had man and girl whining and snorting along the way. By the time they reached the wall, Carol was a quivering wreck. He made the teen champion brace herself against the wall as he readied himself to nail the newest cheerleader.

His constant stroking of her clit already had her shuddering in intense mini-orgasms. With her toes once again still barely touching the ground, The Coach rudely gripped her hips and started thrusting into her again with a strong steady stoking of her sexual coals.

The sounds of a steady PAP PAP PAP PAP PAP PAP filled the room as the coach's loins smacked as Carol's tiny asscheeks. Lombardo leaned into her HARD, gritting his teeth while he fucked Carol Brazil standing up against the wall. He lifted her completely off the ground with the power of his hard gritty thrusts making her whimper and babble incoherently. He was the fucking the shit out of the teenager and loving every filthy moment of it.

Carol let out a whine every time Lombardo split her pussy in two. His pumping was relentless, driving Carol closer and closer to a major league orgasm that could satisfy her nymphet nature. Her hair was flying in the air as the coach continued to screw the girl repeatedly. Each powerful stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body making her repent her hasty request.

"Hurt me Coach! Harder Coach! HARDER! I NEED to SCORE COACH FUCK ME… HARDER!"

Sly Lombardo was snorting through both nostrils. His hairy belly scrapping Carol's sweet ass he buried himself again and again. He could only think to keep on popping her, to keep on pumping her as he tried to hold back sending his three day load into her pussy.

Carol could only repeat herself over and over with every rough fast stroking thrust. "harder… Harder… HARDER!"

The man's aching swollen cock could take no more, his balls filled and tightened; the head of his cock was tingling telling him his own orgasm was near. He delivered his words in between grunts. "That's <GRUNT> it! <GRUNT>I'm<GRUNT><GRUNT> fucking <GRUNT>you <GRUNT>as <GRUNT><GRUNT><GRUNT> HARD AS I CAN!! YEEEEEAAAH! <GRUNT>"

Lombardo could take no more sending his second load of the night into the tiny teen dream! He bellowed and snorted as he ejaculated again and again. To his supreme delight, his own orgasm triggered Carol's climax and he enjoyed one of her natural talents. A small milk machine of a nookie.

Only a couple of minutes into being fucked Carol knew that was being absolutely stuffed. She reeled off one orgasm after another each one slightly more powerful then the last. By the time the football coach was fucking her standing, she knew that she was close to a fireworks of a climax and when the coach's big cock expanded during his own orgasm it broke her dam completely. Her entire body began to shake and vibrate as she let out a quiet scream of pleasure. Her pussy tightened and gripped the coach's cock, milking the thick rod with a rippling effect. It forced ejaculation after ejaculation completely draining his balls until he shooting dry and his own orgasm became almost painful. As Carol's pussy milked him dry, he kept her on her toes, grinding and working her poor battered pussy into mush. He delighted in each of her orgasmic shivers grunting and panting each time her tiny body shook and wriggled as her climax continued nonstop!

Finally, regretfully he eased Carol back down to her heels, her pussy squeezing his cock for one final milk till he popped out limp and useless. When the coach took a step back, he watched the little thoroughly fucked teenager slowly slide down the wall till she was on her knees. She didn't say a word but when she saw the limp drooping salami hanging six-inches down in front of her, she moved in like a baby bird starving for a worm. Lombardo was panting, heaving for air when he finally took a deep breath and looked down at Carol Brazil cleaning his cock. The little honey was so eager and thorough in her love of sucking big dicks she barely noticed Sly trying to wrench her head away. He couldn't help but leer at the sight of the freshly screwed young girl, her face and hair covered in with the first of his three day load, trying in vain to get his fat, limp cock back into her mouth.

The Coach held her firmly by her hair and spoke gruffly. "Snap out of it, honeyslut!" In a quick motion Lombardo delivered a gentle slap.

Not enough to bruise, barely enough to sting but enough to sit her back on her haunches. Carol lowered her head for a second and met the man's sexual stare. Her voice came out gentle, meek, and submissive.

"Sir, do you want to do it again?"

Lombardo released his grip on her hair and teetered back for a second. He couldn't believe the nerve of the tiny teen. It didn't mattered that he'd just forced a blowjob from Carol, fucked the little champion silly, and then slapped her face while she was sucking him clean. Her horniness just stepped up a notch and she still asked for more.

Just the type of girl Sly Lombardo wanted for his young Mustangs. "Well now, why don't we just wait till tomorrow when you come in for the second day of your promise? We have ourselves a bus to catch." The man started buckling his belt, making himself presentable and snorted one more time. "Welcome to the first team."

Carol rose from her knees and stood on shaky legs. She had allowed the man to humiliate, molest, and then fuck her and the very thoughts caused her to blush in shame but also caused her blood to boil.

Now Carol Brazil couldn't wait to get on that bus and claim her real reward. She cleaned herself as best she could, despite the stained the cheerleader jersey. Her mind cleared, her composure regained, Carol looked at the tough grizzled football Coach and watched his stern manner melt a bit as she smiled a perfect smile.

Presenting herself to the Coach again, Carol gently pulled at his exposed chest hair, tugged him down a bit and kissed his cheek as if he had just been holding her hand instead of committing statutory rape. Carol held his arm like he was an old beau.

Little Miss Brazil beamed. "Well then, what are waiting for?"

Sly "Jawbreaker" Lombardo was all smiles as he opened the door for Carol. "Ah the youth of today…. Allow me."











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Brandi and Carol: True Friends

Chapter 4.
Cheerleader Circlesuck Princess
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As the unlikely pair emerged from the office, Carol noticed the place was practically empty except for a man eating at the counter. The man stopped eating and waved.

"Another great win Coach. Great Job!"

Lombardo just nodded his head. "It's easy with this crop of boys. I've never seen anything like it. Say uh, Tom you gotta towel?"

The man stood and walked over to Lombardo and Carol. He carried with him a clean white towel and a chrome plated tray. "Heh Heh, heard you two conversing in there after the team left. Thought you might need this. With a leer he handed the towel to Carol letting his hand graze against hers. He blinked for a second with sudden recognition. Tom contributed to all Waddapole High School sports teams as he made following high school athletics his hobby.

"Hey aren't you… ohmy…."

Carol had no intention of letting the Coach know he had just banged the state gymnastics champion. She was saving that knowledge for just the right moment. "Thank you sir." She interrupted and using the tray as a mirror quickly wiped away the last of any sexual misdeeds. Carol tugged on the coach's arm keeping her smile on him. "Coach, the bus. We have to go."

Lombardo winked at the booster. "These young ones are always raring to go. Looks like the boys are all loaded up, so we better join 'em. Can't leave 'em without adult supervision for too long."

The man was still sputtering. He had seen Carol Brazil many times on television and knew exactly who she was. He weakly waved bye completely forgetting to tell the Coach about the three teens still in Diner's men's bathroom. The first team bus was something Carol had noticed before. It was more a cruiser for long trips then a typical orange school bus with large wide comfortable seats. More then enough room for the first team and a squad of cheerleaders. With Coach right behind her, she boarded the bus and started looking for her boyfriend, Brandi or even Kysa. Carol could feel a catfight in the making. Woe be to any female that tried to steal her perfect guy. Carol found her ass and body being quickly molested as kept up her search. Working her way to the end of the bus, she found none of the three. She stopped looking when she heard a riotous laughter shake the bus. Everyone was looking out of the window and the tiny girl squeezed in too. Carol wasn't laughing. Her boyfriend Bubba Larren was flying toward the bus still zipping up his pants with Kysa Braswell and Brandi in hot pursuit. Carol couldn't believe that her guy had given in to another girl's charms. Her quick temper seethed, her anger rose and besides the hurt she felt Carol instantly wanted revenge!

Bubba stumbled getting on the bus, getting his back slapped by the Coach. He stopped in the front of the bus and quickly Brandi and Kysa were plastered to both sides of his muscular body. The Coach immediately grabbed a brown paper sack, took a sip, and lit a cigar. He held up his hand to quiet the laughter. "AHH YES! My Mighty Mustangs! What a team! Even our cheerleaders are faster then those Academy's scrubs!" More laughter. Carol deliberately used her small size to keep hidden in order watch her errant boyfriend. She wasn't pleased to see Bubba let Kysa rub his massive chest. Lombardo continued.

"To the victor go the spoils! Once again, I give you the finest hottest and Goddamn it, the sexiest girls in the fuckin' country. The Waddapole High cheerleaders!" Once again a war whoop went through the bus. "Men, you know who the star of the game was… AGAIN! The ONE and ONLY unstoppable "MANCHILD! Bubba, I don't know who that girl is you keep waiting for, but you get first pick… WHOA! Goddamn it Kysa, can't you wait he till picks?"

It was more torture. Carol didn't even wait to see anymore. The furious little teen had seen enough when she saw Kysa Braswell drop to her knees, her head in front of Bubba's crotch. The lights went off completely and the bus lurched off into the night. Before the lights went out Carol had felt a hand feeling up her buttcheeks. She let the hand continue squeezing her soft flesh, as she watched more of the surreal tableau unfold. There were 26 football players and only 11 cheerleaders including herself. Clearly this was not a problem as quickly some players doubled up on a chosen cheerleader, some went one on one while others lined up for their choice of prime teenage flesh. The scene cleared even more as Carol could make out several pairs of small sneakers and white socks resting on the shoulders of a lucky jock. A few seconds later the sneakers would begin dancing in the air in time with the jocks contented sigh and gentle female moans always followed by the steady PAK PAK PAK packing sound of flesh on flesh. Her almond eyes only took a second to fully adjust to the darkness. Within a minute, she could see cheerleader Andi Hemingway, bouncing up and down in one player's lap before a football stud leaned young Andi over moved and moved forward with a pumping motion. It seemed obvious by the way Hemingway let out only a small whine and whimper that she had been double-teamed before. Two more players had trapped an unknown cheerleader between them and again it seemed obvious that the players had trapped a fine piece of Waddapole tail and were busy buffeting the girl back and forth again and again. Carol did a triple take as she seemed to see the same beautiful Japanese cheerleader in three different locations being stripped by several different boys. She tore her gaze away trying to find Bubba but instead could find only hardcore teenage sex! Some cheerleaders were taken doggy style making a death grip on the seat cushions, while other cheerleaders would pop their head up with their faces covered in jism and allow another cheerleader to lick the scum from their face. To Carol's amazement it had only taken minutes for the football team and the cheerleaders to turn the bus into a full blown Roman Orgy on wheels!

Another bite of her bottom lip when she finally saw Bubba stand up, a pair of hands around his ass pulling him back down again. It didn't matter that she had just bartered her pussy in order to gain entry on the fabled bus; after all, she had done so that she could be with him. Her mind rationalized that if he's doing it now, her once prince charming had probably done it before. It hit her that if her boyfriend was going to share his huge organ, then she was going to share her sweet charms with as many guys as possible. 'That big jerk! Like he doesn't get enough sex!' thought an angry Carol. She turned her furious gaze on the young teen that'd been enjoying her soft asscheeks. Carol turned into his chest and looked up. "Hello Football Stud." Her voice immediately attracted four other members of the first team. The size of the five boys struck Carol. These were smallest of the lot and she could still make out the muscles of each teenager as they began shucking their Letterman jackets and loosening their belts.

The smallest of the boys was at least six feet tall. He had scruffy brown hair, brown eyes, and pug nose as if he'd been in several fights. He crudely reached out, grabbed her breast and squeezed. "Shit Fellas! The Coach is all right! We got the new cheerleader."

Her strength fully returned with the vigor of youth, Carol Brazil felt her tiny pussy begin to smolder at the thought of all these strong young teenage boys all aching to get a shot at her. Carol couldn't believe the outright boldness of the boys lowering their jeans as they spoke about her. Carol didn't care if her voice was heard by Bubba or not. She smiled sweetly as her eyes checked out their bulging crotches. "Hello Guys. Sorry you have to settle for little old me."

A dusky skinned boy stuck his thumbs on the sides of his briefs, tugging them up and down. "You're little all right but what a babe! Let the backfield take Kysa, the suicide squad will take…."

"Carol." She added. Her sexual fever told her she wasn't going to stop until she had been sampled by each of the boys and she was going to make sure that each guy would always remember her name.

Long difficult evenings being taught football by Bubba gave Carol a better knowledge of the game then some men. The name given to the boys was "special teams" but what it really amounted to was these that five lads would run down the field as fast as they could and hurl there armored bodies at opposing players.

"The suicide squad!" Carol purred, "OOooOh, you guys are so brave! You deserve special treatment. OH!" The small girl's twinkling Asian eyes grew wide as all five football players lowered their briefs. Her mouth went watered as five teenage dicks hardened to full tumescence less then a foot from her tiny form. "Whew, I guess you guys are ready to tackle me too. Is every guy on the team hung like you five? GEEZ! What FAT dicks!"

The same ringleader grinned again. "Shit baby, we're supposed to be the runts of the litter. But we're still first team."

Carol felt his hand on his shoulder and immediately felt the urge to sink to her knees. Being surrounded by five throbbing thick teenage cocks turned her hormones on full blast. "Oh you said it again." The pressure on her shoulder increased. The tiny teen tornado felt her need to suck cock increase. "You see whenever I see a stud from the first team; I just have this uncontrollable urge to have his cum sprayed in my face."

A small cheer in the back of bus from her stable pleased Carol as she sank to her knees. Immediately each teen headed his meat missile toward her face and Carol didn't disappoint. Her small mouth opened and kissed the head of nearest cock in front of her.

The instant his hand went to her head she suckled on his pink mushroom knob and looked the boy in the eye. "What's your name?"

"Mack Henry."

"Mack Henry, you have a BIG COCK! MMMMmmPH!!!" The little blowjob queen stuffed her mouth with cock pumping one hand his thick shaft and holding his balls in her gentle hand squeezing his full nut sack in perfect timing. Immediately she felt his cock swell dangerously in her wet velvet mouth and knew he was close to cumming after less then a minute of perfect teenage fellatio.

Carol felt another cock poking her in the cheek. "Hey Babe, what about me?"

Carol looked up at him. "What's your name?"

"Manny Tortega"

Carol maintained a perfect pumping touch on Mack's cock, not enough of her too soft hand to make him cum but enough to keep him in his place wanting more. Carol flashed her perfect smile at Manny and scrunched her nose at him. "Manny Tortega, you have a BIG COCK!" Once again she her mouth opened and was immediately filled by the boy's thick cock.

Carol moved her head back and forth, sucking Manny's big cock, swirling her small tongue around his flared rim and trying to pull at his fleshy shaft with her teeth. Over and over her head moved intent on bringing off the stud right away aware that the other four were watching her and waiting for the same slutty treatment.

Just as Manny was about to palm her head, another hand gripped her hair and forced her head toward another fat cock. This boy was rough and jerked her head back so that Carol had to look him in the eyes.

"What about me Carol?" Tiny and petite, Carol knew it would be no problem for the impatient stud to force his cock down her throat. Carol established a fresh eyelock and spoke to him letting his fat helmet crown push into the side of her nose. "A guy who knows what he wants. What's your name ya big stud?"

"Chip Jansen."

"Chip Jansen, You HAVE A BIG COCK! MMMMPH!" More words for the boy to remember and her third swollen cock was trying to bury itself balls deep into her face. His roughness continued as Chip thrust hard into her mouth, straining her jaw as he worked toward the back of her throat. The big cock choked Carol unexpectedly as he worked to fuck her face.

Both of her soft hands were taken pumping on Mack and Manny's aching members while Chip kept fucking her face. His rough pumping became ragged and his dick swelled in her mouth but Little Carol just kept bobbing her head from side to side getting the maximum mouth to cock contact. The tiny cocksucking queen felt the drool in her mouth thicken as it mixed with his precum. The lad holding her hair was fighting to prolong the blowjob but he was losing quickly to the kneeling circlesuck queen.

Chip grunted and snorted when Carol's soft lips glided along his smooth fat and cool air hit pulsing member. His half closed eyes opened and Chip saw that another teammate was claiming his turn. His protest never left his lips when Carol switched her small hand around his throbbing cock and began gliding her fist gently up and down his swollen shaft.

As her fourth cock presented itself to her, Carol didn't wait. "Mmmm, now that is nice. Name?"

"Biff Johnson."

"You mean YOU have a BIG JOHNSON! MMMMmmMPH!" Again her head went forward and her small mouth was filled with fat cock. She only had a second to work his shaft with her hand before one of the boys moved it back his shaft. Biff didn't care as he just used her hair to aid her dicksucking efforts, moving her head up and down his surging erection like she was a suck machine.

That's just what Carol Brazil had become. A gorgeous fifteen year old suck machine. Her throat relaxed to let Biff wedge more and more cock into her mouth getting the same swirling tonguing treatment. Her lips pursed tightly around angry red shaft, his pubic hairs coming in and out of focus as Carol worked her head to and fro, back and forth again and again.

Another hard cock was ready to burst and spurt its heavy load when Carol felt a sting against her cheek and a sharp pull of her hair. Even angry, Carol looked beautiful to the rough football player. His cock was already by her mouth brushing her lips when she spat her venom at him.

"Hey asshole, I'm a cheerleader, you didn't have to dickslap me!"

"So I'm a football player AND a member of the first team."

Carol looked at his angry purple helmet, the skin shiny and taut with maximum hardness and bit her lip. She looked him in the eyes. "First team? OOP Then try and not leave too many bruises."

Each boy felt his cock harden at the thought of being as rough with the little beauty he wished. The fifth boy holding her hair grinned down at Carol. He knew the routine by now and wanted to hear the words.

"Dirk Bennet"

Carol deliberately let the other boys' cocks wave in the air and turned her full attention to Dirk. "Dirk, make sure you fuck me before the others because I love a big cock and guy who's not afraid to use it. MMMmPH!"

One hand went to Dirk's cum-filled nuts while her other soft hand pumped his thick shaft as Carol gave the roughest teen her full attention. Carol nursed at the thick mushroomed head taking more and cock into her mouth with every bob of her head. Dirk had his head back in joy already set to let loose his three day load. He worked harder and harder into her mouth forcing more and more cock into her throat. Silky, sloppy tight and wet, Carol Brazil knew how to give a ball draining blowjob and how to bring Dirk closer and closer to suck off heaven.

"Hey!" Dirk exclaimed as Mack Henry yanked Carol back to his cock and was rougher in pumping his cock into her face. The new cheerleader didn't miss a beat, sliding the smooth skin of his fat shaft back into her mouth.

The sight of watching Carol trying to suck off five guys at once had Mack's prick pulsing with pressure. He had seen how Dirks rough treatment had gotten Carol's full attention and now he wanted the same thing.

"Better let me fuck you first then. I'll slam it to you good."

Carol forced her head up for an instant. "Sounds good to me. MMMPH!" This time Carol managed to get in almost a minute on his cock, pumping his shaft with both of her small hands before she was rudely yanked to back to Manny again.

Again this teen got the full treatment, one hand squeezing his nuts while Carol pulled and milked at his tightening sack. Manny again dared to prolong his pleasure gritting his teeth as the littlest cheerleader continued working his thick prick up and down.

A mistake for Manny as Chip Jansen decided it was his turn again and pulled Carol by her silky black mane to his throbbing erection. Chip threw his head in pleasure as Carol gave the football player her full attention. There was no way he could hold off blasting his hot load into the suck princess's mouth. Carol was so insistent at draining Chip's three day load from his nuts the lad lost all control and forced more cock into her teenage throat face-fucking the poor girl so hard her hair flew up into the air whenever his scrotum bounced off her chin.

Chip was about to cum when it happened again. Another boy wanted to face-fuck the little champion. This time Carol felt the difference in Chip's nuts as they tightened in her delicate grip. Her lips slowly being drew up his thick shaft until his fat knob was resting on her tongue and she gave one final hard suck.

"UUHHHHNNNFFFF!!!" Jansen wailed as he unleashed his first heavy wad into Carols hungry little mouth. Immediately her mouth was filled. Carol tasted his salty spunk and swallowed, squeezing his nuts to get the next blast. The perfect squeeze gave Carol her wish as two more heavy loads spurted into her mouth before she was yanked from the cumming cock. Again perfect for the little gymnastics star. Carol held firm just long enough for one more healthy wad to explode across her nose, eye and forehead.

Manny Tortega had screwed his share of cheerleaders but no one had sucked his cock like Carol Brazil. He needed to get off in her mouth, but the sight of the Asian-American beauty kneeling before him with a white stream of jism resting on her face almost caused his first ever premature ejaculation. When Carol wrapped her hand halfway around his swollen meat he could hold back no longer. Manny felt his nuts tighten and that indescribable burst of pleasure when a milky white pearl oozed for a second from his widened dick slit.

"UHNPH!" Like Chip, the teen grunted and landed the first of his three day load point blank across her face. The teen's first load landed in her hair, contrasting with her jet black mane, A grinning Carol pumped his throbbing prick one more time pumping out another thick on her face before choking his prick into her mouth. Tortega smirked to his comrades. "Man this little betty is so nasty."

Carol WAS nymphet nasty. Relaxing her throat and squeezing his nuts, Carol bobbed her head quick and slow, draining every last drop of his heavy load. Carol's small mouth smoothed down his creamy wad with only one stray line of cum escaping from the corner of her mouth.

When the little teenager finally let the next boy turn her head, Carol immediately noticed his scrotum was tighter and larger then the other four boys. Carol looked up to him, slowly torturing the boys aching cock, masturbating him against her chin pulling gently on sperm laden sack.

"Dirk, please don't cum on my face. I don't want to miss a drop."

Dirk snorted. "No problem, the way you suck cock I'll be tracking you down for more everyday."

Carol's face already crisscrossed with pools of cum on her face, never stopped her soft handjob service. "No. I'm not going to let you hunt me down. Just call me up and I'll come to you. Mmmm, I love playing with big cocks. Make sure you bring your pals."

Dirk knew the perfect blowjob was going to finish him off. The small taste of a tiny cocksucking fury gave him trust to let Carol work his meat a bit while he forced her head forward. "Ah yeah, yeah, that's it." Dirk Bennet was rough and rebellious, only the expert mentoring of Sly Lombardo had tamed the boy. Bennet was a loner and a leader and used his status as school football jock to claim his share of high school honeys.

But Dirk had never received a Carol Brazil man-milking handjob. He wanted to face fuck Carol again, but instead was fascinated by the way his taut foreskin would bunch up around her small hand. Bennet actually winced in pleasure as Carol tested her grip and kept up the perfect pump. He saw the determination in her eyes and gritted teeth while the cum covered pixie massaged him to an aching maximum tumescence and felt sweet release when Carol let him force her head that final inch to her mouth.

Carol Brazil, the state gymnastics champion literally purred when she saw the fat meat straining at her face, glistening with precum and her own spit. She could feel his hand gripping her hair forcing her forward and greeted his leaky cock with a kiss. She flicked his swollen cock with her tongue, looked the rough teenager in the eyes and spoke her more lewd words to the boy.

"Are you sure you just don't want to fuck me first? We could do it on that really wide seat in the back of the bus? Don't you want to be the first to gangbang me Dirk? Please?"

Dirk shook and actually gritted his teeth in anger. In the matter of a minute Carol Brazil had given him the perfect handjob. In a matter of seconds Carol had spoken the nastiest words Dirk had ever heard and it caused the second premature ejaculation of the night.

Never willing to lose entirely, Dirk knew he couldn't fight and roughly jerked her head and delivered three quick blasts of his healthy three day wad across Carol's nose, eyes and mouth. "UNHAPPY! AW, aw, YEAH! Sorry babe, you can spoon it off later. Heh, heh, UHNF!"

Dirk actually surprised his own teammates as he grunted again and landed more cum in her hair and right ear. He held Carol at length denying her much sought after prize. Deciding to cum fully on her pretty young face. He could feel Carol straining at his grip, her mouth open trying desperately to taste any stray wads defacing her Asian-American features. Dirk continued to hold Carol's hair, to show off his handiwork. Letting his cock droop downward in front of her face. He couldn't believe it that Carol was still straining to get at his cock and finally let the girl forward. Even though her jaw ached a bit at the fatness of Dirk's big dick, Carol still suckled his head. Driven by the need for sex that always consumed her, Carol buried her face forward and kept bobbing her head, pumping his thick shaft and milking the lad's nuts. Carol felt the last of his cum trickle into her mouth and swallowed. Carol kept squeezing his scrotum until she was satisfied that he was completely drained. Moaning lightly, the tiny little fellatrix moved her head back from the now weakened football stud. Carol felt her sore knees and looked up at Dirk. As if obeying his words, Carol used her fingers to spoon his pudding like wad into her mouth. Her face now partially clean, the gymnastics star raised an eyebrow and shrugged as if she'd been slighted. "OOooH, Dirky. I wanted your SECOND load on my face. I would've sucked you hard again, but now you're completely drained. I can't wait that long."

Dirk was in post orgasmic bliss but snapped out of it at the thought of losing another blowjob. "Uh aw shit. C'mon gimme another chance."

Carol didn't answer but turned her attention to the two remaining boys. "Biff and Mack, you guys will hold still for a double header won't you? I know I'm a mess right now, but I have the tiniest pussy you've ever seen. You guys will feed me then fuck me, right?"

Biff and Mack nodded like idiots. Biff snorted. "Fuck yeah. I'm ready to cum right now."

"Biff Johnson, you want to cum? Let me help. Mack, you too. I need more big cock." Carol was in full hormone overdrive. She saw two stiff pricks in front of her and she wasn't going to let them escape without sampling them both. Before Carol let the boys tug her around, letting whatever boy who wanted her simply take what he wanted from the others. Now the tiny vixen was in full control, pulling the twin fatties toward her face, making sure that neither fat cock was far from her mouth. Carol kissed Biff's huge johnson and inhaled two meaty inches swirling her tongue and tilting her head. The horny little teenager smooched his throbbing mushroom knob before finally locking her lips around his flared rim. Her other hand left a frustrated Mack Brown and kneaded Biffs tight wrinkled sack while she delivered her fifth blowjob of the evening. Her black mane flowed with each bobbing of her head as Carol sucked more and more dick into her small mouth. Her eyes rarely shut as she watched Biff squirm in front of her. Biff gripped her hair roughly and thrust his fat aching log deeper into Carol's mouth. His balls were filled, swollen with three days of cum and each cocksucking bob of Carol's head brought him closer and closer to his mind blowing orgasm. Carol never lost stride with Biff as she realized that she was being face-fucked again. Only the occasional choke came as the state gymnast champ cupped Biffs asscheeks with a smack and allowed him full access to the back of her throat.

Biff rolled his eyes in his sockets moaning and gasping while he face-fucked the little champion. "Shit shit shit, this little honey is UHNF fucking unreal. Shit, little bitch is spanking me! Tiny little shit gonna show you who's the man!"

Exactly as he said, Carol wasn't content to stay still while being face-fucked. Instead Carol slapped his butt quickly every time Biff pulled out, spanking him as she delivered a blowjob at the same time. The spanking spurred Biff on, making him smack his nutsack into Carol's chin, making his fat cock turn Carol's lips inside out as he grew wide enough to make Carol's jaw ache. Biff couldn't contain himself any longer. Not caring about Carol's well being he worked her head back and forth while thrusting his cock around her silky oral trap. Biff heard Carol's high pitched whimper at his rough treatment and when he saw a single tear escape from her left eye, he grunted one more time and unloaded his three day load right into Carol's mouth! Biff bellowed, "AAAAhhhAH EEeEYAH! CUMMMINNG! FUCKIN… LITTLE HOTTIE… IS… MILKING… ME! YEEeeAH!!" Over and over Biff unloaded into Carol's mouth, filling her up with wad after wad of his pent up jism! His aching cock delivered again and again as his little suck princess kept up a firm suction, while one of her oh soft hands cupped his nuts urging them to deliver a continuing froth of milky goodness. His body shook and his knees felt weak while the super pleasure of an expert ball draining sent one orgasmic blast after another exploding through his strong vital form. Below him, sucking away, unwilling to let even a semi-hard prick leave the sweet confines of her talented lips, Carol Brazil was now shaking herself. Draining another three day load into her stomach had her nipples so hard they hurt. Her little pussy was dripping her sweet tangy juice onto the dirty bus floor and even her tiny asshole felt puckered as the overwhelming need to get fucked hard increased every time she swallowed another burst of teenage sperm. Face-fucked to tears, the sperm seemed to go directly to her brain and Carol shook with a small orgasm. Biffs climax seemed to go on forever but was over too soon for a little cum junkie like Carol. Biff grip finally weakened, but Carol always kept moving her head back and forth, gaining more and more pleasure from knowing that she had drained these four teenage boys in a matter of minutes but that still had one teenager left to suck. Carol heard Biff wince and moan and she regretfully let his now limp dick slip from her mouth. Trained well, her sex hazed mind managed a few words. "Thank you Biff. Can I suck your dick again or do you want to rest up so you can fuck me?"

Biff winced again. "OW! Shit shit shit! I've never been drained like that before… SHIT!"

Carol actually giggled. "I know. You'll get a second and third chance though."

To the side Dirk Bennet still fuming over his missed opportunity chirped in. "Even me."

The sight of Carol Brazil covered in sperm turning to look up at him as she casually masturbated the last hard penis around, sent a surge that tightened Dirk's balls.

"Especially you. Bastard. You promised me that you wouldn't cum on face and then you did it anyway. I like that." Carol swiveled on her knees and looking at each boy in turn. "But I guarantee all you guys that I will BEG each of YOU to FUCK ME."

"But right now, four down… one to go." Carol turned to Mack and looked up at him. Still swallowing the taste of sperm, her face, neck, hair, and ears crisscrossed with clear and white trails from the three day load of four different guys, Carol raised from her sore knees and stripped off her top, letting her tits bob free in front of Mack.

Dirk elbowed Biff in the ribs. "Fuckin-A! Nice rack on the little slut."

Being called a slut stung Carol and humiliated her a bit. The small bit of humiliation only turned her rampant hormones up a notch. Carol reached for the clasp of her cheerleader skirt and found it stuck. Carol relaxed herself for a second and then ripped the clasp free ripping her skirt as well. Her panties securely tucked away in the pocket of the head coach, Carol Brazil brazenly displayed her gymnast perfect body for five boys but kept her hardened nipples pointed right at Mack. The petite young miss watched Mack eyes eat up every inch of her lithe form. She slowly twirled once just so all the boys could get a view of Carol Brazil, gymnastics champion, completely naked except for her white socks and sneakers. Using Mack's Body, Carol kneeled before him and gently grasping his iron hard prick began the same perfect handjob she performed on Dirk Bennet. Like Dirk, Mack began to squirm in her talented grip, grimacing not to cum too soon at the sight of a hand so small it couldn't reach around his swollen shaft. It didn't help when the cum covered cutie smiled at him, Carol's lips swollen from cocksucking, puckering and delivering several kisses on his cockhead before her soft high pitched voice spoke her nasty wishes. "MMMmmmm, Mack you waited the longest, you get my very best blow… AWP!! MMMMMPH!!!"

Carol's touch was TOO perfect, her voice was like a siren's song and kneeling before Mack Brown with her face frosted and glazed from the combined three day loads of four different healthy teen studs overwhelmed the boy senses. He had been waiting too long, his aching log had been caressed by her satin smooth hands too perfectly, and the girl was just too sexy to be denied. Carol Brazil had caused her third premature ejaculation of the evening. Her reward was to have her face once again plastered with three healthy blasts across her nose and mouth and her left forehead. Carol managed to clamp down on the boys cum hose, bobbing her head back and forth sucking his dick for as much as she could, drawing out his cum into her mouth, and squeezing his swollen balls for more! Like all the other boys Mack became rougher. He grunted with pleasure as he blasted one healthy wad after another into Carol's small mouth, filling up the small cavity faster then she could drain it. The tiny girl swallowed and swallowed but found she couldn't keep up with her own ball draining blowjob. Her mouth filled, the excess sperm backed up and finding the only outlet caused twin rivers of cum to flow from her nostrils back into her mouth! Held firmly on her knees her face pressed into the football player's crotch, Carol's nipples hardened as she was forced to recycle the Mack's heavy load in front of four other boys. The domination and hard rough sex went straight to her brain and shivered down her body till her clit throbbed and itched and her little pussy dripped. The sight of a girl cumming from sucking cock sent surges of meat hardening renewal pulses through each of the four boys. The sight was absolutely unmistakable as they watched Carol shiver and whimper in climaxing pleasure. The boys all gathered closer to watch the shivering teenaged girl finally be allowed to lift her head for air. Carol did just that gulping and swallowing while her orgasm slowly subsided. Mack still had hold of her hair once again putting Carol on display. Each boy couldn't help but slowly jerk their quickly recovering hardons as they looked at seventy pound jizz-frosted cutie. Carol looked up at each one letting them enjoy sight of their filthy handiwork. Carol had taken fifteen days worth of cum in her stomach, on her face, and left drooling trails about her body. She wiped and licked her mouth clean, moving it off until her chin was glistening but clean.

Trained well by her boyfriend, Carol broke the silence with a smile. "Thank you. Do you want to do it again?"

Dirk didn't hesitate. "Start here."

Carol looked at him. He was rough and meaner then the others and Carol hesitated for a second. Her mind clouded with her all consuming sexual need made her form words she didn't want to say. "Damn it. Why did you have to be the leader? I gotta do you first. You guys just get in close and I'll circle suck again. THEN Will you guys PLEASE take me to the back seat and um...."

Dirk rubbed Carol's cheek with his hardening meat. "Gangbang you? Honey we can't wait!"

It was a look of nasty anger that made the Asian-American jewel more beautiful. "Yes… Gangbang me." Dirk saw Carol's horny look break into a bad girl smile. "You called me 'honey'. I knew you were a nice guy. MMMMPH!"

The blowjob queen began giving a double header for the five boys working quickly with her hands and mouth, moving in a lewd circle of teenage oral pleasure. She smacked away some hands that tried to dominate the pleasure by gripping her mane as if she couldn't be bothered. Carol needed five fresh hardons to pleasure her and nothing was going to get in her way. For five minutes the bus rolled on and Carol continued her own gang blowjob assault. The new queen of the circle suck alternated between the three fine specimens aimed right at her cum stained face, sucking them long enough to please them, then move on to the next. Pulling and jerking, thick teenage meat, kissing and sucking shaft and massaging each of the boy's scrotums till they were filled again. The tiniest cheerleader had each boy moaning and shaking until they were ready for what Carol wanted next.

"Guys I need to be fucked now."

The boys started high-fiving one another with a small cheer. Five thick cocks fully erect again and standing up in salute bobbed stiffly around her head. Her pussy ached as much as the swollen cocks ready to fuck her. Carol's sexual fire was stoked with lust and revenge. She threw down a veiled challenge. "Are you guys gonna pick me up and throw me face down or do I have to wait for Bubba Larren to get here."

The boys started helping Carol up. Mack smirked back at here. "Saint Larren? Maybe Brandi or Kysa can get to him but that babe of his has him totally pussy-whipped."

That wasn't what Carol had seen. Her mind instantly replayed the sight of a kneeling Kysa Braswell grasping at her boyfriend's belt. It made her need for sexual revenge that much greater.

"Whatever." She quipped a then added another jab: "You five guys will do perfect. Just make sure and tell your friends and the rest of the team you gangbanged Carol Brazil FIRST."

Suddenly every boy stopped feeling her up. They backed away their erections lowering and subsiding right before her eyes.

Carol couldn't believe it. Not now. Not when she was so hot and so ripe. "What? You guys are done?"

Mack swallowed. "YOU'RE Carol BRAZIL?"

Manny swallowed the lump in his throat. "The State Gymnastics Champion?"

Carol's famous temper was rising quickly. "Yeah. That's me."

Biff spat and took another step back. "No wonder you're so fuckin' small and racked out."

Carol was pissed. "Yes. That's me. Tiny, built and horny. What is you guys' problem?"

Chip Jansen swallowed a giant lump in his throat. "It is you! You're Bubba Larren's girlfriend! Oh god I don't want to die!"

The teenaged girl exploded. "I'M SO SURE! You didn't say that when you were cumming on my face!"

"Not so loud!" Dirk gripped his jeans that were swaddled around his knees. He shook his head slowly from side to side. "Bubba Larren… SHIT! The boy raised both hands. "Stay away from me. I'm bad but man, I ain't that bad. Why didn't you tell us? SHIT! SHIT SHIT SHIT!"

Now the boy was shivering in fear. Certainly not the effect that Carol exploded upon them minutes earlier. "I'm NOT his girlfriend! I'm his EX-GIRLFRIEND!"

Carol blinked. She could feel his presence hit her with a sudden spark. Now she knew why the boys were shivering in panic. Carol didn't need to turn around to know who owned the voice behind her.

Just the beginning of a deep voice but familiar and strong. "Who the fuck says that? What do you mean ex-girlfriend? What did these guys tell you?"

It was Bubba Larren. The school football hero, Big Black and strong. On a team of men sized teens, he was a man among boys. The scourge of all bullies, the protector of even the smallest school geek. Carol's dream guy and boyfriend, the target of her passion. He leaned down so his head wouldn't scrape the ceiling of the bus, turning slightly sideways because his bulk wouldn't easily fit into the aisle. Nicknamed Manchild by the media, his iron gaze tore into his teammates for a second and then back at Carol.

"What the fuck is this?" He yelled, stopping the bus-wide orgy with a single strained tone. "Carol, why are your knees red? Where the fuck are your clothes? AND WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU COVERED IN CUM?!"

By now the whole bus had packed its way to see what would shake their superhero. Cheerleaders scrambled to get their tops back on and boys' jeans were being zipped up at the hint of action. Even the Coach made his way through the mob and bit his lip at the sight of the towering black giant yelling at the tiny slip of a girl who stood unmoving, buck naked, and completely without fear.

Carol spoke gently looking up at him. "Hello Bubba."









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Brandi and Carol: True Friends

Chapter 5.
The Great Blowjob Contest Round One
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Sly Lombardo swallowed as he watched the faceoff begin. It was exactly why he had been so strict on what type of girl could even make the cheerleading squad. Girls were a powerful reward and could help make or break any team. Upon his arrival at Waddapole High School, it took him only seconds to realize that these girls had razor sharp minds, a rebellious nature, were breathtakingly beautiful and unbelievably horny. It didn't take him more then a few seconds to figure out that this girlfriend had snuck on his fabled bus, certainly with the help of Brandi. He wondered about the machinations of a teenage girls mind and chuckled to himself. Certainly he had broken a few rules in his own time. The coach also wanted to see the scene play out. Certainly this was a teenage matter. He had personally screwed the hell out of the youngster and saw a certain toughness that told him she would WANT to handle the matter herself and wouldn't waste a thought involving his rolling pleasure palace. The scene was intriguing indeed. Bubba Larren, six foot nine-inches and almost three hundred pounds of powerful teenage muscle. As much as the newspapers called him "Manchild," the coach thought of him more a mountain. Immovable and calm. Nothing shook him.

Until now. A four foot nine slip of a girl had gobbled the coach as an appetizer and that same coach wondered how many of his team she had gone through to be so thoroughly covered in cum. Far from being put off, the dirty old man of a coach was actually grateful that this tiny teen dynamo had landed the prize catch of the school. Wild and exciting with a passion for love that is reserved for the young. Lombardo whispered under his breath. "I wish I had money on this one."

A light angelic voice whispered back. Brandi looked up at the head coach. "I'll take Carol."

Lombardo grinned and looked down at the always pleasing sight of Brandi Johnson Spumante. "What's the bet then, little lady?"

"Whatever she promised you to get on this bus, I'll do it too."

The head coach lowered his head to whisper in her ear. "Your partner promised to drain my nuts every day for a month."

Brandi furrowed her brow. "The little shit. Fine then. Double or nothing. Either you get BOTH of us for a month or you get nothing."

Lombardo winked. "Done." Well, he figured if the first young one didn't follow through after this scene, he knew that Brandi had never disappointed him in ANY of the tasks he assigned her.

His teeth gritted, his eyes narrowed, Larren steamed at his errant girlfriend while trying to hold his temper in check. "That's it? Hi Bubba? THAT'S IT?"

Carol sighed once to calm herself. "I'm sorry. I'm meant where is your OTHER girlfriend? You know that boyfriend-stealing slut Kysa Braswell!? TOWEL!"

Immediately Carol snatched a towel thrown at her from nowhere as she listened to Bubba fumble. "What? Kysa… I didn't do anyth.."

Carol cut him off. "Wasn't she sitting in your lap at the Diner?"

"You SAW that?"

"Like I saw her down on her knees reaching for YOUR belt. A REAL man would've slapped her away!"

Every teenager OOooooOOO'ed at the sharp words. Bubba tried to ignore the insult to his manhood. "Don't try and change things. What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Did I mess up your fucking around time?"

"No!…, I mean dammit! Answer me first!"

"I was waiting for you."

"Butt naked?"

"I didn't want to ruin my clothes. You were in the front getting what you wanted. I was just a target. They wanted a cheerleader and they were all taken. By you I guess. I just let them cum on me AFTER you broke my heart."

Larren rubbed his hand through his short hair. "Damn your fuckin' temper. I didn't do anything."

Carol worked further into him. She looked at him. Then she came closer. Surprisingly Bubba Larren took a step back from Carol but stepped forward when she pulled on his jacket. Carol sniffed.

The Coach rolled his eyes and looked at Brandi. "That is not fair. We hate it when you girls do that."

Brandi scruffed Lombardo's hair. "It's all over but the crying, Coach. You didn't really stand a chance."

The boys watched with curiosity as Carol sniffed the giant teen. Now her eyes narrowed. "You've been up to something." She sniffed again. "You came. You always smell a little different AFTER you cum. God… damn… you Bubba. You DID fuck some…."

Already too familiar with her short temper, Bubba raised his hands as if to fend off a blow. "No. It's not what you think. I didn't let her do it. Brandi pushed her off and…."

"MY BEST FRIEND! OH Bubba… you were getting blowjobs from my best friend while I'm standing here naked. I thought I knew you...."

Overmatched and Beaten. The body of a man but still the confused mind of a fifteen year old. Bubba took off his Jacket and then pulled off his shirt. He handed it to his little Carol. "I… I though it was I… Look, Shorty… I'm… I'm sorry."

Cheerleaders started to smirk as they were nudged by the guys. In a battle of the sexes it was no contest. Their finest male specimen had found his girlfriend butt naked and covered in sperm and ended up apologizing to her. Carol pulled Bubba's T-shirt over her nude body. Cleaned up a bit and smiling Carol soothed her beau. "No… I'm sorry. I got mad when I saw you running away into the bus with your pants down and then…."

"And then nothing." Another voice with a trace of Canadian accent. Kysa Braswell would always be heard. Once again the bus full of football players and cheerleaders crowded into the back. The bad blood between Carol and Kysa could be smelled by the small crowd. Kysa was everything that Carol had said. Incredibly beautiful with searing brown eyes that caused most men and boys to worship her upon sight. Blessed with large melon breasts that seemed to continually move back and forth as if they were trying to escape from her tight cheerleader blouse. Her nipples ALWAYS seemed to be hard and pointing as if she were in constant arousal.

Kysa flowed to the pair. She looked down at Carol, almost a foot taller then gymnastics champ. For the first since Carol met her best friend, Carol felt a bit humbled. The other girl was just so very pretty. Kysa smirked. "You got the biggest stud in the state pussy whipped and under your thumb. I respect that. I thought I had him when I followed him into men's room and caught him peeing. No escape. I figured to shake it for him and then help drain him another way.

"Fucker stunned me with his size and I kinda froze." Kysa sighed and the cheerleaders sighed with her. Next thing Brandi pulled him out and into the bus."

Bubba replied back icily. "I am not pussywhipped."

Carol didn't even look back at her guy. "You are so. Now shut up Bubba."

Larren tried to seethe but couldn't bring any anger against Carol. As if proving Kysa's point, Bubba snorted again and stepped back. "Okay Shorty."

The beautiful brunette tossed her hair and folded her arms under her breasts. She leaned back with attitude. "I ALMOST got him right here on the bus." She turned her nose up at Brandi. "I don't know why he would let you suck him and not me." She turned back to Carol "But I saw it in his eyes. He can't resist me."

The smallest girl on the bus knew the girl was probably talking from experience. The girl was incredibly gorgeous and her guy was a horny teenage male. Carol's reply was weak. "He doesn't want…."

Kysa nodded her head. "All that man for little ol' you. You can't hold him. He knows I want him and that's enough. He's the biggest stud and I'm the hottest babe… He'll come to me."

Carol balled her hand into a fist; she was one second away from slugging Kysa and one second from crying at the thought of losing Bubba to a prettier girl. Carol made up her mind to slug the girl and gathered her strength. "You want to steal MY boyfriend? Don't fuck with a gymnast, bitch."

"STOP!" Before Carol could throw her punch, another "OOOooOOoo" went through the bus. Brandi had left the coach's side to confront the brazen cheerleader. "AND I'm telling you, Don't fuck with my friends, Kysa. And we both know I'm the one the boys dream of when they jack off at night."

Even Kysa's snort was sexy. "Maybe their second time after they've wasted their first load dreaming about me. The new head cheerleader."

Brandi stepped right into Kysa, not intimidated by her rival's massive chest. Certainly Brandi's own milkcans were Kysa's equal and she pressed them against Kysa's as the two cheerleader sex bombs stood nose to nose. "Is that a challenge… bitch."

"Head bitch." Kysa replied. "You figured it out? Maybe not all blondes are as dumb as you."

Brandi's body heated up putting out sexual waves. Her own temper raised a notch with her voice. "It's time we settled this once and for all. Football studs? For time?"

Kysa maintained her knowing smirk. "My favorites. How many?"

"Five on five. You choose my five, I choose yours."

Kysa smirked. "And...."

"First one to work her through all five studs is the Head cheerleader. But really. We don't have to do this. You don't know about the rest."

"What rest? Five guys, the winner MUST be too hot to be second best."

"Going for the best table in the cafeteria isn't that easy. The head cheerleader hands out social punishment and all punishment for the cheerleaders. You know our school by now, new girl. We obey the unwritten rules."

Kysa smiled knowingly. Head cheerleader had more real power then the student body president. The Head cheerleader could set up dates in exchange for presents and gratitude. She punished errant students that strayed away from the school's unwritten rules. Girls who thought that a guy would never even talk to them found themselves with mercy dates. Guys who never stood a chance suddenly would be getting their first taste of female splendor in the janitor's room. Failing grades were magically changed. Freebies galore and the fame that came with the title. Every boy would want time with her to gain her favor. The girls had a school system-wide network that could control the sex life of most teenagers in the county. Head cheerleader at Waddapole High was akin to being THE female "godfather." She got to set all the rules, and make demands that no girl would disobey.

"What's the punishment?" Kysa asked wisely. Being a cheerleader had a prestige all its own. If she lost, Brandi could banish her to three years of bad dates or worse.

"An easy one. One that I'm sure you'll enjoy. This winning streak is wearing out my cheerleaders. They need a rest. I think the loser should take on the rest of the team! Shouldn't be hard. Twenty of 'em are right here. The other thirty will come around sooner or later when they hear who lost, Kysa."

Kysa eyes widened. She wondered whether her own unreal beauty could take on a hardened school caste system and win. But it would be worth it to take down Brandi Johnson Spumante and rule the school from on high. Brandi saw the look of surprise in Kysa's eyes. Like Kysa she had taken on a couple of Waddapoles finest at one time and the sexual workout was a pure pleasure. But the pack mentality of a team wide gangbang was nothing she wanted to be subjected to against her will.

"Or you can slink back away. You're a perfect Waddapole