Joining the Girls' volleyball team

Amanda Blake walked off the court, having finished her tryout for the Ailesburg University volleyball team. The all-girl college had one of the top programs in the country, with the team winning all kinds of tournaments both nationally and internationally; it was the pride of the school's athletic department, which they credited to the team's coach, Erica Knight. Alumni of the team were always quick to praise Erica, citing her as their biggest, most positive influence in their time at AU, and they would often show up at games and practices. This all helped to turn the team into a dominant **** in college women's volleyball; add the fact that AU graduates who played for the volleyball team went on to become very successful, and it all made Amanda determined to join them. In her early 40s, coach Knight was still a stunning woman; she had an amazing, firm, toned body, which she worked hard to maintain.

"Impressive work out there, Miss Blake," Erica told Amanda. "You've definitely got the skills... and the look... to join the team."

Amanda was a little confused as to what Erica meant by the look, but she was far more focused on the praise she'd received from the influential coach. Amanda was a very pretty young woman, and often got compliments from men and woman alike for it. But she was also really, really good at volleyball, leading to her applying to get into AU and its prestigious athletic program; she was over the moon when she got the acceptance letter, but she knew that being accepted to the university was only the beginning. Now, she was almost there, and the esteemed coach Knight had just told her that she'd been impressed with her efforts.

"So, what are my odds of making the team, coach Knight?" Amanda asked, ready for anything.

"The spot's yours. I just need one more thing from you," Erica told Amanda. The younger woman grinned from ear to ear, eager to realize her dream.

"What do you need? Whatever it is, I'm ready. In fact, let's do it now. Bring it on!" Amanda enthused.

"Love this enthusiasm!" coach Knight exclaimed, impressed by Amanda's enthusiasm. "I've got a good feeling about you, Miss Blake. Follow me."

Coach Knight led Amanda to the locker room. Amanda couldn't help but hear loud moans of pleasure coming from the shower room -- it was... odd.

"What's going on in the shower?" Amanda asked her coach, unsure of what to make of the unusual situation.

"It's a team building exercise -- happens here all the time," Erica explained. "Just head in there when you've stripped off your clothes -- it'll all make sense then."

Amanda did as she was told, a little confused. Still, she was so close to making the team, and these bonding exercises couldn't possibly be what she thought they were. She peeled off her volleyball uniform and her underwear, and grabbed a towel, heading to the shower room.

Upon entering the shower room, Amanda gasped. As it turned out, the bonding exercise was what she'd imagined -- four stunning young women, no doubt members of the team, kissing, licking, and fondling one another. They all turned to look at Amanda, and all of them grinned from ear to ear.

"Looks like our guest of honor has arrived," one of the girls said. "I'm Lynn, captain of the volleyball team, and this is Jen, Melanie, and Ada."

"What's going on here?!" Amanda said, her jaw now on the floor, "Does coach Knight --"

Amanda felt coach Knight's hands on her shoulders, and turned to see coach Knight, also completely naked. Erica rubbed Amanda's shoulders as she began her explanation "Oh, I know. In fact, this was my idea."

"Y-your idea?" Amanda said. She had no idea what was going on... but she had to admit, coach Knight's touch felt pretty good.

"That's right. You see, the secret to this team's success -- and my successful coaching career -- is that our teams are close. Very, very close."

"H-how close?" Amanda stammered.

"We're all lovers. Every one of us," Erica continued, now whispering sweetly in Amanda's ear. "Being so close, we learn to play for our teammates in a way no other team can. And it works -- I think this team's track record speaks for itself, don't you?"

"I-I guess so," Amanda stammered, trying not to moan at the sensation of Erica's hardened nipples and the breasts pressed against her back.

"So if you want to join the team, we need you to become one of us," Lynn added. "More than a teammate. A girlfriend. A lover. I know it sounds strange now, but you'll love it!"

"I... I don't know..." Amanda mumbled. She knew joining AU's volleyball team would be difficult. She knew how exclusive the team was. And now she knew why. But she never expected this.

"You've got everything we want for the team, Amanda," coach Knight purred. "You might be the most gifted player I've ever met, and you're so sexy... and Lynn's right, you'll love it."

"Do... do you think so?"

"I know it. There's a reason so many former team members come back to help the team now, you know," Erica said, her hands becoming a little bolder in exploring Amanda's body. "You'd be amazed at how many of them get married, too. Wouldn't that be something? Meeting you future wife here?"

"But I'm not into women," Amanda said nervously, although she wasn't quite sure she believed it anymore.

Lynn, Jen, Mel, and Ada all laughed, and Lynn said "I said the exact same thing in your position. But coach Knight quickly changed my mind... being on this team has been the best experience of my life, bar none. It'll be the best experience of yours, too, if you join us."

The four women began grinding and rubbing against one another in an attempt to seduce Amanda, while Erica, the team's prized coach, snaked her hands from Amanda's shoulder to her chest, gently fondling her breasts. Amanda moaned quietly in response.

"So, what do you say?" coach Knight asked, desire in her voice.