She Covers For You

Waiting with bated breath to see if she'll rat you out, you stand outside the back door, hovering, completely ready to book it at a moment's notice. What happens next, though, comes as a surprise.

"N-nothing," Charlotte croaks, coughing to clear her throat. "Nothing!" she repeats, more vociferously this time.

"Nothing happened?" the second voice asks. "You've been in here for like 20 minutes, you're covered in--what is that, lotion? -- and still don't have your outfit on?"

"OK, Lindsay, fine!" Charlotte finally relents. "I--I found coach's dildo while I was looking for a bra and got a little horny. Are you happy now?" Though you're grateful, you have no idea why Charlotte is covering for you.

"Oh, oh my god!" Lindsay responds. "Charlotte, why the hell--"

"Just shush!" Charlotte urges. "Just cover for me, please!"

"OK, fine, just...hurry up, I guess," Lindsay says. You hear her footsteps recede and the door creakily closes behind her.

You slowly emerge from your hiding place and see that Charlotte is staring at you, waiting for you to return. "So, uh, what happened there?" you cautiously ask.

"That was amazing," Charlotte admits in a breathless tone, getting up from her seated position and quickly crossing the room to wrap you in a hug. "Oh my god, that was just...oh my god!" Her bare tits pressed against your stomach, this might be the most welcome shock you've ever experienced.

"You enjoyed that?" you ask, loving the feeling of her body pressed against you. With one last squeeze, she releases you.

"That was incredible, your cock is Ah! May! Zing!" she says, enthusiastically. "Oh and so rough, god, I love it!"

Your dick twitches at the compliment. "So, you covered for me? Why? I don't get it?" Thrown off your game, you feel a deep need to understand what's happening before you continue on.

"So, we can do it again, duh!" she replies, matter-of-factly, while throwing on one of the coach's oversized bras. "Ugh, this doesn't fit at all. Whatever. And also, so you can give all those bitches outside what they deserve."

Another twitch. "Come again?"

"They all make fun of me for being a dumb blonde all the time. I'm not that dumb!" she remarks, pulling a t-shirt over her head. "At least not dumber than any of them. Nina almost failed out like two semesters in a row! So, now we'll see who's the dumb one..."

"So, you want me to get that rough with all your teammates out there?" you ask, just wanting to hear it out loud.

Charlotte gets close enough to you that her breasts are pressed into your chest. She reaches down and grabs your cock through your pants, squeezing tightly. "I want you to face-fuck every single one of those sluts," she whispers, smiling as your cock throbs in her hand. "You're going to love it, there's a lot of variety out there."

"Tell me more," you say, loving every second of this plot twist.

"Welllll," she begins. "There's Lindsay, she was just in here. She's a real goody-goody type, been dating the same guy for like 4 years. But he's ALWAYS complaining about how bad she is at giving head." She starts to slowly stroke you as she continues describing her teammates. "She's rooming in a cabin with Brooke. She's the religious one. Mormon, I think? I don't think she's ever even tried to suck dick. I bet you'll have tons of fun with both of them."

"My roomie is Angie. That one will be easy. She's a really curvy Latina, and guys love her. She's always dating around, but no one thinks its slutty for some reason. I don't know how she does it. And we actually took one of those BJ classes together, so I know she's probably pretty good at it." Your dick throbs in her hand at the thought of the two co-eds taking a class on sucking dick, something you thought was more urban legend than reality.

"Alicia and Casey are roommates, they both kinda keep to themselves," Charlotte continues, leaning closer and closer, her body fidgety and writhing against you, turning herself on with the thought of basically pimping out her teammates. "Casey's like the pothead, stoner goth type. No idea what she's like. And Alicia...." She pauses momentarily. "Is it racist if I just say she's the black girl? She doesn't really hang out with us much...."

You shake your head no, unable to form words as the pace of her stroking gets faster and faster while you run through fantasies of each new girl she describes. "Alicia does have an amazing ass, though. Like, best I've ever seen."

"And then there's fucking Nina. God, I hate her the most. She's always making fun of me," Charlotte says with a frown as her grip around your cock gets tighter.

"She's the Asian one?" you ask through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, you saw?!" Charlotte asks excitedly. "God, she's the worst. Always talking shit about me. I want you to let her REALLY have it. And I kinda want to watch...."

"Oh, fuck, that's hot," you pant, chest moving up and down as quickly as her clenched fist.

As if suddenly reminded what she's been doing this whole time, Charlotte looks down at your cock and shakes her head before smiling wide and releasing you, cock swinging back and forth as she lets go. "It IS hot, isn't it?" she purrs before squatting down, balancing her ass over her feet and leaned in close enough that you can feel her breath on the tip of your cock. "I'll help make sure you get to them ALL..." she offers before taking your cock into her mouth for a second time, this time on her terms.

"We have to make this quick, though," she says between sucks, grabbing your wrists and moving your hands to her head. Taking the hint, your hips start to buck back and forth as your cock quickly slides in and out of her mouth. Holding her hair tighter and tighter, you fuck her face just as hard as before. Slurping loudly, trying to keep her borrowed outfit as clean as possible, Charlotte grabs hold of her own breasts and squeezes while her face is roughly used. The giant tanned orbs swell up in her hands, tit-flesh overflowing through her delicate fingers as she quietly moans. "Mmmmm!"

"Fuck yes, fuck fuck fuck!" you mutter under your breath, **** to avoid another interruption. Charlotte's hands move to your thighs to brace herself, eventually pushing back so that you are leaned against the wall. Though you are certainly setting the pace, Charlotte is eagerly matching it, almost managing to fuck her face for you. You haven't pressed forward into her throat, saving that for your finishing move.

You continue to lean back against the wall, letting it support your weight as your feet press firmly into the floor with your legs spread a little wide. Your forearms are flexed with your arms bent at the elbow with your back slightly hunched. You pump your hips back and forth in sync with your arms and Charlotte's head is locked in place and at your disposal. You pump in and out of her mouth with the ruthless, machine-like efficiency - in and out, in and out with no room for breaks or recovery. And Charlotte seems to be enjoying every minute of it as her back arches and she pokes her ass out. Whenever she manages the catch your eye - when your head isn't thrown backwards in the throes of ecstacy - she holds pointed eye contact, even winking a time or two.

Already turned on by the thought of all the fun to come, it doesn't take long for your balls to tighten as your load's release becomes imminent. You press your feet into the floor, rising to your tiptoes, thighs flexed as you unleash a silent scream and hold Charlotte's head down. As predicted, you press deep into her throat as your first rope is unleashed as she greedily swallows it down. Eyes rolling upwards, her hands wrap around your waist and drag you forward with her nails digging tightly into your ass - gulping down each sticky salvo with gusto. "MMMMMMM!" she softly moans, hypnotized by lust and the taste of you.

She continues to hold herself down, even after you've removed your hands, and your balls have long stopped twitching. You can feel her still sucking as your cock shrinks and slowly retreats from her throat, now resting on her tongue. Abruptly letting you go as you slide out of her throat, she wipes her face with another nearby shirt, pops to her feet and heads towards the door.

She pauses before heading back outside, lost in thought for a moment. She turns to you with a raised eyebrow while you lean against the wall, legs barely supporting your weight. "You already got Casey and Alicia, didn't you?" You nod. She bites her lip. "What about coach Amy?" Another nod. Charlotte reaches up to grab both her breasts through her shirt. "Ughhhh, that is so hot!" she moans. She blows you a kiss, and heads out the door, leaving you standing in the middle of the room, slightly dumbfounded. Did you just find the Bonnie to your Clyde? It's unexpected, but not unwelcome, for sure.