Tacofest

Heather stood up from the table abruptly with a loud sigh, causing everyone to look at her. She stomped along the length of the table in a manner unlike her usual confident elegance. At her sides, her hands were curled into tight fists as if she were ready to start throwing punches, her nails digging into her palms, almost breaking skin. She paused and looked out into the living room, still seeing Victoria and Kurt side by side on the couch watching television. Some stupid comedy that made Kurt laugh every ten minutes, though Victoria still didn’t make a sound.

“I don’t understand how they can just sit there so calmly,” Heather declared, offering no context for who she was referring to. She turned and paced back along the table. “I don’t know how all of you aren’t clawing up the walls to do something.”

“Because we’d drive ourselves crazy, like you’re doing,” Ashley answered, looking back at her nails as she continued to file them down.

“I’m not driving myself crazy, the adrenaline is doing that,” Heather insisted as she cracked her neck. “I need to do something. If not to help Victoria, then just…something.”

Chloe, who had been playing a card game with Madison, looked over and said, “You wanna join this game? Or we could start another. There’s a whole bunch of board games in the closet. I don’t know why, but ever since last night I’ve had this weird urge to parcheesi.” Madison choked on air beside her.

“No, ugh, I need something more…active than that,” She said dismissively while rubbing her shoulder. “I’ve got too much energy all pent up. I feel like I just need to get it out, like exercise or work up a sweat somehow.”

“We could do some cheerleading drills out back,” Madison suggested as she recovered from her coughing fit. “Maybe teach these two what it’s like to be on the bottom of a pyramid.”

“Mmmm, no, I need something more vigorous than that,” Heather replied, as she rubbed her forehead and felt how sweaty she’d become. “I feel like I just want to jump on a treadmill and run. Something to really get the heart pumping. I just want-”

“To get fucked,” Kendra finished the thought from the end of the table. “Getting laid is the only thing that’s gonna fix you right.”

Heather opened her mouth to protest, but the older brunette was right. Beneath her anger, she was incredibly horny, still turned on from the authority in her father’s voice this morning, preparing herself to take another fresh load from Zack, and finding he’d shut up shop, and then she’d driven right here. Her whole body was on fire, heat radiating from between her legs, where she could feel herself wet without even touching. She looked at Kendra, embarrassed that she could read her so well, as the words to disagree caught in her throat. And her silence told everyone else that it was true.

“Too bad all the guys are gone,” Ashley said, taking the file away and checking her work. “Unless you want the five of us to all share Kurt.”

Madison almost choked again. “F-five of us? Heather’s the one who’s horny. Why do we all need to be included?”

“You’re telling me you couldn’t go for a nice, hard cock plunging your lower depths?” Ashley asked, smirking as she leaned over the table slightly. “Feeling his hot skin on yours when he pushes inside and hits you just right? When he’s rutting against you so close you can smell his sweat fill your nostrils so strong and sweet it makes you dizzy? When he-”

“F-fuck, Ashley, we get it,” Heather growled behind her, still standing though she had a hand on the wall for support. She was so wet she could feel it trickling out, down her thigh.

Ashley chuckled, as she looked back at Madison, and asked, “well?”

“D-depends on the guy, I-I guess,” Madison confessed, and bit her lip, thinking of last night, riding Trent on the chair out on the deck. He hadn’t been able to make her cum, but even the sensation of repeatedly being filled by his big, black cock, the ringing of her ass against his thighs in her ears, hadn’t been entirely unpleasant in of itself.

“Well, it doesn’t have to be a guy,” Ashley noted, her eyes shifting to the redhead next to Madison. “Chloe here has a massive strap-on in her bag. Maybe she could take turns fucking us.”

“You can borrow it, if you like, but I’m retiring it for the time being,” Chloe replied, unfazed by Ashley’s teasing. “Dare I say, I’ve had my fill of girls for a while.”

“Well, then, we’re back to Kurt,” Ashley said, tilting her head thoughtfully. “I say the five of us just-”

“Six,” Kendra corrected her, explaining only as Ashley looked around the room at the other four girls. “He won’t do anything without Victoria.”

“I don’t think Victoria is in the right state of mind to be taking part in a reverse gangbang, do you?” Chloe asked, looking up at the brunette.

“Then it’s not happening,” Kendra insisted, matching Chloe’s gaze. “Victoria is his sole concern at the minute.”

“I hate to admit it, but she’s right. Seeing how devastated he was this morning when she went mute, I don’t think, even if we could convince him, that he’d really be into it, if he was constantly thinking about her well-being,” Ashley agreed, exhaling hard. “So…do we just go prowling the town for strange?”

“Geez, who’s the horny one here? Heather or you?” Madison noted, shaking her head at her brother’s ex-girlfriend. “And who put you in charge of getting cock?”

“I dunno. I’m bored,” she admitted with a shrug. “Heather’s right, waiting around here is boring, and all we’re doing is thinking about what we could be doing and trying to distract ourselves. If we’re looking for a distraction, we may as well make a good one.”

“We may not have to go looking,” Heather suggested, as she slipped her phone from her pocket. “I have the phone number of Kevin Jackson, captain of the basketball team. I could invite the team up to the cabin to play a little 5 on 5 with their favorite cheerleaders.” Her eyes turned to Chloe and Kendra as she added, “and friends.”

“Mmmm, Kevin is hot, but the rest of the team ain’t too shabby either. Especially that new kid, Leon.” Chloe confessed. “And they don’t tend to be jerks, like the football team.”

“Hey, Brandon isn’t a jerk,” Madison said defensively as a reflex, although thinking about her brother made her sad.

“Well, he can be, but that’s not why they’re jerks to you,” Ashley revealed, laughing slightly to herself. “They just don’t think soccer is a real sport.”

“That’s what I mean,” Chloe clapped her hands, and motioned for Madison to listen to Ashley. “Jerks.”

“So, should I call the team?” Heather inquired, waving her phone from side to side.

“Well, if leaving the cabin is an option, I know a place that might be exciting. The meat selection might not as prime quality as the basketball team, but I’m sure just being there would get the heart pumping,” Chloe proposed, smiling slightly. “The school.”

“The school? Azure Rocks High?” Ashley said in a deadpan voice. “Why in the ever living fuck would we want to go there? During Spring Break?”

“Is anyone even there?” Madison asked. “I’d have thought they’d cleared out during the holidays.”

“Normally, yes.” Chloe nodded. “However, I overheard one of the teachers complaining that they would have to come in on their day off for teacher training, since it couldn’t be rescheduled. So, all the teachers are in school today.”

“And?” Kendra grimaced as she opened her arms, palms out. “Let’s say it’s not a gross violation of their position, and you can actually convince one of them to do it, who on the school faculty would you even WANT to fuck?”

All in unison, without missing a beat, Ashley, Chloe, Heather and Madison all replied, “Coach Mueller.”

“That guy is built. He looks like a Greek god, or some 80’s action hero.” Heather licked her lips and sighed. “It makes gym class super difficult when you’re soaking wet.”

“He’s super nice too. Like infectiously positive. Even when I’m having a bad day, he can make me feel amped up and ready to do my best,” Ashley said, adding on to Heather’s points. “I’d love for him to tell me how good a job I’m doing when I’m riding his dick.”

“And he smells sooooo gooood,” Chloe slurred, half salivating at the thought.

“You smelled him?” Madison repeated, her jaw dropping.

“Not intentionally,” Chloe clarified, her cheeks glowing red. “I fell over my leg in soccer practice once, and thought I twisted my ankle. He came over to check it out and when he bent over me, I caught a whiff, and I swear I thought I might have cum then and there.”

“Ha, I knew you were always a dirty girl,” Heather chuckled. “This trip just brought it out.”

“So, are we all sharing Coach Mueller now?” Ashley inquired. “Not that I’m complaining. He looks like a guy who can more than handle five girls at once.”

“Well, there are other teachers,” Madison reminded her. “Ms. Moreau is really nice. I like her.”

“Who doesn’t?” Ashley said, remembering taking peeks at her English Teacher, as she bent over another student’s desk, envying after her full, round ass.

“Shit, yeah, I think I might even break my ‘no girls’ ban for her,” Chloe admitted, pouting as she pictured laying the thick teacher upon her desk and sliding the thick strap-on inside her, filling their English classroom with their moaning and groaning.

“That lasted all of two seconds,” Heather teased the redhead.

“Isn’t Ms. Moreau engaged to Mr. Ward?” Kendra asked.

Ashley shook her head. “They were, but they’ve been on and off a lot in the past year. I think they’re currently taking another break, since last month or so.

“Well, what’s it going to be then?” Heather said, having spent enough time debating where and how to get their rocks off. “Call the basketball team or infiltrate the school?”