All four cheerleaders

"What the hell?" Amanda demands. "It was my idea, and I want some cock!"

"Don't worry," Karishma says. "We're a team, aren't we? I say all four of us have a turn."

"I'm down!" Leslie shouts instantly.

"Whatever," Colleen says, side-eyeing your package.

"We each take turns, one minute apiece, and whoever gets him to cum keeps him for the rest of the night."

You really don't like the sound of that. Last time you stripped, you were trying to protect Rebecca from these vengeful teens. This time, you're the one who needs rescuing. You know Rachel's in no condition to help you, and you're doubtful she would if she could. Where the fuck is Rebecca? you wonder, despairing of how you're going to get out of this.

"Fuck me, I'm first," Amanda shouts, and she doesn't waste any time. Nearly pushing Karishma out of the way, Amanda falls to her knees and instantly takes your cock into her soft mouth. You're astonished by how quickly and confidently she dives into position, and your penis responds at once.

You get hard in Amanda's mouth as she moves in and out. She rubs her tongue along your sensitive head, but after four or five sucks, she pulls you out. You wonder what she's up to for a only a second before she grabs your cock with her hand and shoves it down her shirt between her pillowy double-Ds.

This is an entirely new sensation. Amanda's spit has made your penis wet and slippery, and it glides sensuously between her enveloping breasts. Four or five strokes between her tits, and you're back in her mouth. This time, she's also playing with your asshole with her index finger while tickling your balls with the other hand.

Fucking fuckity fucking shit balls! you scream in your head. You never imagined a blowjob could be so blazingly intense.

If you hadn't blown your load only a few minutes before, you wouldn't have lasted thirty seconds. But a combination of humiliation and enervation keeps you steady as you endure the tantalizing sex act.

"Off him, that's enough," orders Karishma. Amanda looks up, conquering your eyes with hers as she pushes you deeply into the back of her throat. She gurgles, tickles your balls, plays with your ass, you're going to explode...

... and then coldness. You slide out of Amanda, she pulls her hands away, and your glistening erection is agonizingly unattended.

"Shit, Amanda," Leslie says. "I wish someone would do that to me."

Amanda grins, taps your ass, and steps away.

"On the ground," Karishma says. It's a confusing thing to say, and you're not sure who she's talking to. "Hey, shithead," she growls, looking at you, "put your pasty ass on the goddamn ground or I'll break your fucking knees." That clarifies things.

You sit on the cold, wet grass, and Karishma orders you to lie down. You do, staring up at the sky now clear of any signs of cloud. The moon is shining brightly, but you can't see any stars for the glare of the arena's bright lights.

Your uncomfortable position causes your penis to begin its retreat, and the situation isn't helped when Karishma sits on your chest. Not lightly and playfully with but her full weight. She faces your cock, her skirt-clad ass soft and warm on your chest, and from your angle you can see up the back of her cut-off t-shirt, showing you the black bra strap underneath. If you weren't so afraid, this would be really hot.

Karishma leans forward, rubbing her thighs, legs, and (you have to imagine) her panty-clad pussy against your skin. She grabs your shaft in one hand and cups your balls in the other. You can't see what she's doing down there, and that makes you nervous.

She starts by spitting on you. Not coyly but loudly and copiously. She massages her saliva all over your penis, using it like lube and introducing some unexpected pleasure into this humiliating situation.

She leans forward even further as if she's doing warm-ups before a game. You feel her lips on your cock and the warmth is unmistakable as she takes you into her mouth.

And then, teeth! It's not painful (thank God) but thrillingly electric. Karishma is sliding her teeth along your penis and flicking it with her tongue. This is a far cry from the warm folds of Amanda's breasts, but it brings its own sharp and intense stimulation.

It occurs to you that, despite how much you fear her, Karishma is actually giving you a blowjob right now. How could this be? you wonder, and you start to let yourself enjoy the moment. You've never felt anything like this tingling and teasing teeth-play. You reach up and place your right hand on Karishma's warm thigh, a move you wouldn't have dreamed about since your ancient crush on her.

As soon as you touch her, though, she springs off you. "What the fuck was that?" she spits at you. "I didn't say you could touch me. Put your goddamn hands on me one more fucking time, and I'll bite you for real next time."

Everyone is quiet for a moment. You wonder if maybe your ridiculous move and Karishma's outburst has brought this little game to an end, but Karishma then continues, "Colleen, see what you can do with this bag of shit. I'd love to see what you can come up with if he ends up being yours."

"Okay, hold onto this," Colleen says, referring to Rachel. Rachel's eyes are wide and glued to you. What does she think about them treating me like this? you wonder. Do we get out of this on the same side?

Karishma takes hold of the white towel binding her arms together, and you get another good look at Rachel's amazing body. Dark hair in damp curls; D-cup tits with prominent nipples; fit tummy with a cute belly-button; well-tended pussy with full lips; and long, creamy, smooth legs ending in adorable feet. She's much more attractive to you than Colleen is, though as the cheerleader approaches you with energy and determination, you can't help but notice her braless nipples extending even more prominently beneath her tight white camisole.

"Stand up," Colleen says. You oblige, your penis at half-mast again. Colleen turns around and plants her tight ass against your cock. Her black leggings are thin and skin-tight, and she moves her ass up and down, massaging your penis until it grows back to its full length.

Now that you're hard, Colleen reaches back and directs your cock between her thighs. She grinds against you like a stripper, pressing her fantastic ass into your body while fucking you with her legs. Karishma's saliva is giving good lubrication and you're also surprised to find Colleen's leggings soaked all the way through. She's astoundingly wet, and you wonder if that bald pussy of hers is a squirter.

Colleen turns around and places your cock between her legs again. Her bountiful wetness surrounds you, and you honestly feel like you're having a good old-fashioned fuck. She grabs your hands and places them on her ass, obviously taking the opposite tack from Karishma. She brushes her chest against yours and your two bodies--one unclothed and other only thinly so--entwine in what would, under other circumstances, could considered passion.

Colleen's wetness has really gotten to you, not to mention the unbelievable treatment of the other two cheerleaders, and you're about to splash yourself all over her leggings. Just before you do, Leslie pipes up, "Okay, honey, I think that's long enough. Let me finish him."

Colleen instantly breaks away from you, leaving your balls positively aching for release. She laughs out loud. "Yeah, you can have him," Colleen says. "I was just messing around. I'm much more interested in her." Colleen eagerly returns to Rachel, and when Karishma hands her back over, you notice Colleen forcing Rachel's bound hands between her legs.

"Finally!" Leslie shouts as she gets on her knees in front of you. You're still raging hard, and the tip of your penis is less than an inch from her full lips. You can see down her low-cut top, catching an eyeful of the enormous boobs she flashed earlier. You think Rachel's bigger, but maybe you're just playing favorites...

Leslie puts her hands on your thighs and opens her mouth. She slowly takes you in and starts working you in a classic blowjob. Compared to the previous erotic encounters, this is fairly mundane. But it's a classic for a reason because it feels great, unadulterated pleasure without any distracting bells and whistles.

This is it, you think, squeezing your eyes shut and feeling the cum start to swirl inside you. You wonder if Leslie's going to let you ejaculate into her mouth, thinking that at least that'd be a consolation prize for this playtime excursion. She doesn't slow down and you think you may get your wish when you hear something that snaps you out of your reverie.

"What the fuck are you doing?"