McGill gets a taste

Mr. McGill saw how they had put her arms over their shoulders, subtly holding her wrists with one hand and exploring her body with the other. Stacie felt her head swim from the booze kicking in, and the sudden shift from numbness to sensation as their mouths sucked her smooth, hard nipples into their mouths overloaded her senses.

"Mr McGill....what should I do?" she asked the older man. Her eyes fluttered as hands roamed her toned and silky legs as they scissored beneath the bubbling water. "Mr McGill?" she asked again, biting her lower lip as Johnnie started nibbling on her long neck. She squirmed, trying to keep focused.

McGill looked around, and sighed. His plan to get her a little drunk and then kick these guys out wasn't going to work. "Poor girl." he thought, rubbing himself as he slid through the water. "Probably be sore for a week. She'll definitely miss practice for a few days."

"Stacie, I think you know what you want to do. I think you knew when you got into my car after you saw me jacking off. I think you you knew what you were doing when your wore that tight little tease of a swimsuit; and I think you know what we are going to do now." The gorgeous teenager's mind raced. Was she being a tease? Had she wanted something like this to happen when she saw him stroking his cock? She silently cursed the rum as her coach's hands ran up her thighs, his thumbs pressing against them.

She stared into his eyes, looking for answers as the other men's tongues and fingers explored her magnificent body. Slowly, her thighs parted, and Mr McGill slid between them. Johnnie's hand slid under one thigh, and Jack's under the other. They held her legs open as Mr McGill's hands found the warm, smooth mound between them. Stacie held her breath and closed her eyes as his thick fingers traced the outline of her sex through the bikini bottom.

Stacie gasped as the thin fabric was slid aside. She opened her eyes when she felt three sets of hands exploring her tender sex; Mr Gill's from the front, the other two from below. A finger pressed into her, causing her to quiver and instinctively pull back. "Shit! She's still a virgin!" Johnnie said with a chuckle. Stacy pulled against their grip, but it was no use. Mr McGill shot a look at him.

"Lift her up." He said. Johnnie and Jack hoisted her so that she was suspended between them at the surface of the water, her arms around their shoulders and her thighs held by one of their arms. Mr McGill's hands cupped her amazing ass, his hands kneedind the tone flesh as he lifted her hips above the water. "Amazing." he said, studying her flowery, pink pussy lips.

Stacie's breath quivered in anticipation and fear. She'd never thought her first time would be like this, and yet; she blushed as she felt her juices flow as she felt his hot breath on her smooth, shaven sex. She craned her neck to see her coach's tongue slide out, tracing an oval over her wet, moist pussy. She shuddered as the other men watched him suck one of her lips into his mouth, and then the other. He swished upward, and encircled her clit with the tip of his tongue. A low moan escaped her lips as his tongue worked her delicate bud up and down.

She bit her lip as it flicked up and down, McGill kissing her virgin hole randomly and snaking his tongue into her, pressing it against her hymen. She was shuddering from something deep inside of herself, a wild, animalistic tremor that welled up, sending her hips into a wild gyration as his tongue fond her clit over and over. The men struggled to keep her thighs apart as she attempted to wrap them around his head. "Oh...Oh fuck!" she whimpered. "Coach...ugh!' McGill frantically flicked and sucked her clit as her hips bucked wildly, crushing her virgin sex against his face as her back arched.

Stacie's mouth hung open as her tight, hard won athletic body spasmed out of control. She felt a massive wave of sensation crash over her as a load, long moan roared from her petite frame. Her eyes were open but she couldn't see anything as her body erupted in an electrifying orgasm that sent shockwaves through her young mind, consuming her in its intensity.

McGill pulled back, watching her quiver. Jim tapped him on the shoulder. "Never tasted a virgin before. You mind before we get started?" he asked Mr McGill. The coach looked up at Stacie.

"Go ahead, she's dripping wet at the idea." he said. Stacie blushed and turned her head, only to stare Johnnie in his bloodshot eyes. She was still trembling as Jim splashed over, and she felt his dry tongue slide over her musky hole as Johnnie grinned. Jim inhaled her scent, and lapped up and down her hot wetness before McGill said "All right. Enough." Jim leaned back, grinning, against the rail of the tub and took another drink and watched as Mr McGill stood.

Stacie stared at his massive, throbbing erection as the water ran down his athletic body. "Are you going to...are we..." she said in shaky voice. The girl was nervously awaiting his answer as McGill thought of his options while unconsciously sucking her juices from his tongue.

"Alright guys, take her to the bed." he said, sliding out of the hot tub. Stacie was lifted, her head still swimming from both rum and esctacy. Johnnie carried her like a bride across the threshold. She unconciously wrapped her armed arms around his neck. He lowered her gently onto the bed. The young girl looked around at the four men, realizing for the first time that it wouldn't just be Mr McGill...