The Cork Party (Grand Finale)

“This squashes the imagined beef you have with Rory, understood?” Whitney double-checked.

“If he lives up to your hype, then agreed,” Claudia countered, glancing around at her fellow volleyball teammates. Besides Brennah, her best friend, Erica and Annika were in the small huddle in the hallway. The captain shushed Robin away, as the sophomore wasn’t an option for sealing the deal. “And don’t act like Rusk is innocent. You know what she did.”

“Oh, he’s going to spike you or whatever you call it,” the cheer captain vowed, smirking. Deciding to push it further, Whitney glanced at the other assembled girls. “You sure two is enough? Maybe you should take Erica along. Sean has been feeling extra horny today.”

“Erica has her own thing lined up. Besides, we don’t need a third,” the ultra-confident party hostess declared. “Brennah and I are a well-oiled machine.”

“Well, aren’t you sure of yourself, huh?” Whitney responded, starting to itch for a fight, even after scrambling to end one. It was that kind of a night.

So far this year, Whitney had put off dealing with the volleyball squad's anger and jealousy over Aurora quitting the team last summer to try something different as a cheerleader. By now, most people understood that it had more to do with Rory getting back at her dad than any issues with the sport she loved.

“What we do increases the stamina more than shaking pom-poms,” Brennah commented.

“I’ve never bothered to learn your ways, since I don’t care, but don’t you have a mentor program? I believe Peyton Tarver took Ellie Ridge under her wing, who then mentored Rory and Bergstrom,” the queen bee recalled. “If you’re going to get an attitude over the treaty deal, then I should offer Sean that family tree duo.”

“What the fuck?!” Austin roared from down the hallway. “That happens over my dead body.”

“I sorta have a boyfriend,” Annika mumbled, not entirely dismissing the idea. Sean had always been a sweet guy to her.

“Is that so?” Beyza reacted to Austin’s claim. “What do you say, girl? Want me to open up a lane to my ex for you?”

“Okay, okay, let’s not start a fight that just got shut down,” Kaitlin said, cutting in front of Rory. The brunette also shot a warning glare at her captain. “We don't need to fulfill any of Austin's BDSM fantasies with a beating.”

“Very well. I’ll notify my rescuer that he’s getting a gift for tonight. I believe you’ll be his first threesome,” Whitney lied. Better to create a story here so that no one ever doubts Sean’s first group sex experience. While some might be impressed or awed to learn it really had been with her and his mom, most people wouldn’t find that appealing. “I hope you can make it memorable, Cork.”

“Whoa! I’m the Cork that should be getting extra loving tonight,” Charlie called over, looking embarrassed at his cousin’s public negotiation over sex. “I’d settle for two cheerleaders, but three would be better.”

Caterina snorted from where she leaned against a wall.

“Don’t worry, Diamond. Bren and I might have done this once before,” Claudia teased, causing her cousin to gag. “Shut up, cuz. This is my party, and I’ll fuck if I want to.”

“Nice,” Whitney replied, appreciating the attitude. “Back off, Chuck, or I’ll send my chauffeur to pick up Fletcher. You could use more competition. I might even dangle a cheerleader and dancer threesome in front of him to spite you.”

Whitney dropping the name of her hated family rival and Charlie’s archenemy sent him off in a complaining huff. Despite loving her cousin, he did drive Claudia mad at times, so she bowed her head at the cheer captain before moving off with a wave and a parting promise to take care of Sean.

“He likes to be called Sir Sean,” Kizzy revealed, following the two volleyball players.

“You should address him as sir at all times,” Zara cracked, before covering her mouth in horror. Gasping, Zoey slapped her bookish friend’s arm.

“If you’re lucky, he’ll knight you with his lance,” Saylor suggested.

“Duh, his sword. He is a knight!” Kizzy corrected.

“And his big dick is called Dr. Sean!” YoYo added loudly, eliciting a round of snickers and giggles.

“Stop, just stop,” an embarrassed Kaitlin ordered. Next, she threw her hands up in defeat and glared at her younger sister when the music restarted.

Smack that, all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that, 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh
Smack that, all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that, 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh

“Kizzy,” Caterina growled.

“It’s not me. I swear!” the petite brunette denied, glancing over at her BFF with a smirk.

“Harley!” Cat exclaimed, appearing scandalized by her little cheersister. The shy ginger blushed while hiding the remote control behind her.

“Like it’s not a song about you,” Kizzy shot back.

“She’s got a point,” her big sister noted.

I feel you creepin', I can see it from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo?
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae Bo?
And possibly bend you over?
Look back and watch me

“Drop the outrage, Cat. It’s a fair point,” Whitney said, scanning the crowd before locking eyes with a blonde dancer she didn’t want to deal with. Before the queen bee handled that nuisance, she spotted a young man who also needed a reward. “Actually, you should bend over upstairs and let Blick smack that ass.”

“Oooh!” the Babybees responded while Cat sputtered in new outrage.

“No! Katie needs to get laid,” the bottle blonde declared, gesturing at her friend.

“I’m not **** yet,” the elder Beal sister insisted. “You’re the one who publicly promised him sex during the game for a win. Almost everyone in the gym heard it. Miss Kink?”

“Ding, ding, ding. That’s the sound of the vote total being rung up, with Miss Quill as our winner!” Roxanne announced, shifting her voice to sound like a game show host. She also waved her phone in the air. “Would the lucky contestant please escort the game’s MVP upstairs.

“Vote total, my ass. The brats better have not voted, and I know the juniors are too scared of me to vote. Let me see that!” Caterina snapped, snatching the phone from Roxie’s hand. She quickly zeroed in on the numbers. “Six to four! This can’t be right.”

“We didn’t count your vote, but it would make it six to five,” Zara explained. “Dreama abstained. She said fate would decide or whatever.”

“Shortstuff isn’t here, and Yumi doesn’t get to vote on matters like this,” Cat argued.

“Lacey did send in her vote, and Yums agreed that you should reward Tyler,” Roxanne explained.

“We told Yumi that you’d treat Blick to ice cream,” Beatrice clarified. “She said you should go for it.”

“It is true if you offer him your cream,” Kizzy cracked, earning her one to the back of the head from Katie.

“This is bulshit. Her vote doesn’t count. It should be five-five!”

“Tie-breaker rules state that a deciding vote is cast by the winning side of a second vote among the JV squad. Wanna guess which way they went?” Whitney challenged, causing a round of snickering.

“Son of a bitch!” Cat roared. Storming forward, she yanked Tyler away from where he danced with London. “Come on, Blick. I owe you a fuck.”

“I thought it was only a blowjob,” Rory pointed out, leading her cheermates to shrug and laugh while they watched the varsity co-captain stomp toward the stairs with a confused Tyler in tow.

With her line-jumping co-captain dealt with, Whitney turned in time as Astoria and her Jennet crew from Guzzle Crossing stepped forward. Glancing behind the out-of-town dance captain, Whitney met gazes with her hometown’s version. A nod followed before Bianca motioned for Ariel to come over. Whitney missed the quick, whispered conversation.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I’m disappointed in you. What kind of a hostess doesn’t offer visitors a welcome gift?” Astoria challenged. “Especially with the close connection between our two families that dates back generations.”

“First, I’m not your hostess; Claudia is. I guess my offering can partly be viewed as a thank you for throwing this party.”

“Yet aren’t you the big bad queen bee? In GC, that’s our current hostess. You know: me!” Astoria announced.

“Second, your family has ties to the Rycrofts, my mother’s family. I’m a Diamond. So drop the connection nonsense. We’re not long-lost sisters from another mother.”

“Touchy subject, huh? Alright, I’ll put it like this. Kacie and I already have personal experience with…How did you little flunkies say it? Ah, right. With Dr. Sean. I’m sure the town hero wouldn’t have minded stealing us away from Austin flipping Rusk, wouldn’t he?”

Astoria directed the last question in Rory’s direction.

“How many times must I repeat myself, hag? Poor hearing or not. You deal with us before the cheerleaders,” Bianca declared from behind, causing Astoria and her girls to spin around. “Oh, since you’re not on our level, that means the donkey bitches already lost and won’t be guzzling Tarver’s cum. Got that?”

“I’m a dancer, not a whore. So, it’s not even a competition between us, Zuccaro.”

“Care to prove that?” Bianca challenged.

“Any day, any time.”

The Sugarbee captain snapped her finger once.

I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie (no fightin', no fightin')
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see, baby? This is perfection

When the music hit, Bianca swung around to put her back to everyone. Running her hands up her sides into her black locks, she let loose with several hard, dramatic hip thrusts to each side. The fast action caused her uniform skirt to toss around, leaving teases of her great ass for the guys to drool over.

“Go, Bianca, go!” Jasmine chanted, motioning for others to join in. However, her fellow Sugarbees had other ideas.

“Work those hips, bitch!” a drunk Rosita yelled.

“Shake and slap them,” Tandy added, actually slapping Rosie’s ass for effect.

I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie (no fightin', no fightin')
And I'm starting to feel you, boy
Come on, let's go, real slow
Don't you see, baby, ¿así es perfecto?

Knowing and loving that every eye in the party had fallen on her, Bianca turned her head slightly to stare at Astoria over her shoulder. A raised hand led to a second snap of her fingers, ushering in another song. A synthesized beat kicked in. The busty dance captain immediately brought her hands down to cup her breasts that strained against her uniform.

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

“You’re in my dreams every night, Zuccaro!” Seth yelled, earning him laughter, shocked gasps, and a few slaps from his fellow female sophomores.

“Bring that sugar out!” Billy encouraged.

Hearing that request, Bianca found Billy among the crowd to deliver a wink. Next, a hush fell over the male spectators as the sultry Sugarbee captain reached behind her back and loosened the zipper quite a bit.

“I think the sugar might be coming out,” Daisy noted dryly. Still, she continued to record the scene for news purposes.

“Bring that sugar out!” Elvis encouraged. Despite preferring guys, he also loved any sort of spectacle.

“Trust me, Bianca does,” Xavier declared, earning oohs and ahhs while the sultry dancer ran her hands up and down her curves.

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to **** you
Some of them want to be abused

Dancing, Bianca amazed onlookers by using gravity and her movements to unzip the uniform without her hands. Several sophomore guys felt emboldened after the seniors threw out a few catcalls.

“I’ll let you use me,” Dawson called out.

“Shit, I’d let her **** me,” Braxton admitted before a light bulb went off in his head. “Fuck, ain’t you got an in with Bianca between your older sisters, Romer?”

Some of the onlookers turned to stare at Ryne, whose older sister, Jewel, was best friends with Teresa. Embarrassed, he shook his head at any suggestion that he had a chance with the sexy senior. However, Bianca chose that moment to finally return her hands to her back and finish the final zipper stretch. Throwing the brother of her sister’s best friend a bone, the sexy piece of sugar tossed her uniform top into his face.

“Keep it safe, Ryne,” Bianca said, revealing a black sports bra. With practically every eye on her large, straining bosom, she gave them competition by beginning to raise her dance uniform’s skirt seductively.

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

“Ready to admit defeat, Carlise?” Whitney challenged. “You can’t top our girls.”

“Please. This is nothing,” Astoria shot back. “Nothing but stripping whore dance moves.”

“Nothing? This is seven generations deep of dancedom! I’m a fucking natural,” Bianca proclaimed, spinning around to face her out-of-town rival. A few gasps sounded from guys who finally got a better look at her hard nipples poking against the sports bra.

“Natural? I’m sorry, did she just call herself a natural dancer?” YoYo asked, in an overly dramatic fashion.

“I think she just called herself The Natural,” Kizzy responded, stepping forward sassily with a hand on her hip.

“That ain’t right,” Zoey declared. “We all know there is only one natural.”

“No, no, this is not the time, girls,” Delilah warned, racing forward before attempting to shift directions as the sophomores’ eyes all fell on Harley.

“Hit it, Harls,” Zoey ordered.

A fast-paced synthetic beat started after Harley switched songs. Bianca threw out her arms while Delilah spun around to motion for her protégé to stay back. However, the tide had turned as even several of the older Sugarbees helped push Ariel forward as the sound of piano keys kicked in.

Just a steel town girl on a Saturday night
Lookin' for the fight of her life
In the real-time world, no one sees her at all
They all say she's crazy

Only a sophomore with neck-length black hair, blue eyes, small breasts, and a toned ass, Ariel Satine had often been called a natural on the dance floor. Not only had Delilah taken her under her wing, but so had Jade Foscue, another former Sugarbee, who worked at Shayla O’Dell’s dance studio. A quiet yet confident girl, Ariel immediately blocked everything out except the music as she swung around to start a performance.

Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart
Changing movement into light
She has danced into the danger zone
When the dancer becomes the dance

The Astle twins began to mimic Ariel’s dancing on her toes. Once Olivia joined in, so did most of the Babybees and their fellow sophomores. Only a brief distraction occurred as Fern failed at the fast pace and fell into a bookshelf before being helped into the kitchen. Zoey held up a finger before dashing out of the room. After Fern had flopped as Fairwater’s cheer captain last year, Zoey and Ariel had taken over the squad as unofficial captain and co-captain, causing them to grow quite close.

Bianca and Whitney shared a “What the fuck is this?” look before the cheer captain cringed as Saylor stepped forward to pretend-stab Kizzy, who fell backward in Seth’s confused arms.

It can cut you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fire
On a wire between will and what will be

The blonde queen bee next covered her face as Robin pushed a kitchen chair onto the dance floor. Ariel dropped to her knees in front of it, using the new prop to slam her palms against the seat while thrusting her head up to the ceiling. Even worse for Whitney, her JV squad began convulsing as they danced in place.

She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's never danced before

Bianca joined Whitney in covering her face after Zoey rushed back into the room to pour a cup of water all over Ariel’s head. Cheers and claps drowned out Astoria as she ordered her fellow Jennets to leave. She’d rather be stuck inside the hotel than watch this crap.

“Fucking weirdos around here,” Astoria remarked. Then, she noticed her best friend watching the performance with a smile. “Kacie!”

“I got her,” Monique, the squad slut, reassured, grabbing the co-captain.

Austin followed his weekend date, pleading for her to stay, but she didn’t.

On the ice-blue line of insanity is a place most never see
It's a hard-won place of mystery touch it, but can't hold it
You work all your life for that
Moment in time, it could come or pass you by
It's a push-shove world, but there's always a chance
If the hunger stays the night

“Oh. My. Gawd. This squad is so fucked in the future,” Whitney moaned, mortified at what she witnessed and at the chanting of Ariel’s name.

Next to her, Roxie and Rory joined the clapping and cheering. Kaitlin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and ended up doing both after Harley and Zoey started pouring water over the heads of Beatrice, YoYo, Saylor, Kizzy, and Robin. Every one of those girls, and others like Tandy and Rosie, copied Ariel's hair-whipping moves.

There's a cold kinetic heat, struggling, stretching for the beat
Never stopping with her head against the wind

“We should’ve given Tuesday’s job to Yumi. She’s basically their coach,” Whitney complained, leaving the room, followed not long after by Bianca and Yelena. With Cat upstairs, that left Delilah as the lone varsity officer left to manage the goofy girls.

“Watch it. Be careful. It’s slippery!” the Sugarbee co-captain warned as the younger girls started flying around the dining room, using furniture to leap off of, while sliding in the small puddles of water on the hardwood floors.

She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before

Annika and Erica shared a last look before slipping away. It’s probably best that Claudia had gone upstairs for a fun ending to her night. As they left the room, Saylor pretended to resuscitate a shaking Kizzy on the floor. Katie wiped tears from her eyes while Dexter recorded everything for later.

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After the string of events over the past month, Sean shouldn’t be surprised by anything at this point. Yet, he still wondered if he should pinch himself as the brunette leaned forward on the bed to swap spit with him. Even crazier, the girl he wasn’t kissing had all his attention. Nope, a magnetic pull kept drawing his eyes to where the blonde half of the best friend duo slowly stripped after locking the door.

One thing about having an older sister who lived and breathed volleyball during her high school years was that Sean often found himself attending matches and learning about the sport. He'd come to know her teammates quite well, especially her protégé, Ellie Ridge, who was only a year older than he was. As a teen going through puberty, Sean also noticed his sister's teammates in their uniforms and the way those tight shorts showcased their toned asses. Those sights had fueled many an early fantasy when he wasn't fantasizing about Keira or Lana.

And even though Peyton graduated and went off to college, her little brother still found himself tagging along to matches whenever she visited. Despite attending a college without a volleyball team, Peyton still loved scouting players and offering advice to the current Fighting Bees. As a result, Sean knew the current seniors on the squad quite well. So, having two of the hottest players offering a threesome blew his mind.

“You know, Bren, perhaps we should’ve claimed Sean back in the days when he showed up at our practices,” Claudia suggested, tossing her shirt onto the dresser before pulling down her pants.

“I always thought he was cute. Maybe a bit shy,” Brennah admitted, giving the guy in question a more kiss before rolling off the bed. “Definitely not like his sister.”

“Peyton had fire in her belly. Little Seanie always appeared to lack it,” Claudia teased, waiting for her best friend to catch up by disrobing until she remained only clad in her underwear.

In some ways, Claudia reminded Sean of his sister. Not so much in looks, although she had long blonde hair and medium-sized breasts, but the much shorter girl had a competitive personality like Peyton. The team captain and libero also had a legendary fiery temper. One that Sean had long imagined carrying over to the bedroom. Now, wearing only a lacy black underwear set, the darker color hinted at a black cloud hanging over her.

Complementing her BFF’s personality, Brennah could be more agreeable and calm about matters. She could be a soothing presence when Claudia raged on the court or in the cafeteria. Taller than her best friend, her slim figure with a fabulous ass felt much similar to Peyton's. Only her dark locks changed up the model-like look. Wearing a satin, royal blue bra and panties combination, she oozed athletic sexiness.

“We could’ve been wrong. Clearly, Whitney sees something in Brother Tarver,” Brennah pointed out. “Maybe we should test him.”

“That sounds like an excellent call. Hmm, however, should we test Peyton Junior?” Claudia pondered with a smirk.

"I’d say a simple reaction works for starters," Brennah stated, pulling Claudia in for a kiss.

The pairs of best friends found it fun and amusing to watch Sean’s expression turn to awe out of the corners of their eyes.

The two volleyball players made out with a passion that only best friends, comfortable with each other, could muster. This wasn't just a simple, playful kiss to tease a boy. No, the two of them made out as if they utterly enjoyed the taste of one another. The kissing came across as unhurried and confident. Claudia and Brennah knew they had Sean's complete attention, so they took a moment to get his motor running even hotter by caressing and groping each other while moaning and groaning for his benefit. Even to the enraptured teen, it became quickly obvious that the BFFs had done this many times before.

Then, a new thought struck Sean. His mom and her friends had made it uncomfortably clear over the years that cheerleaders loved to kiss and more among themselves. Does that happen with the volleyball team, too? Sean wondered, his mind conjuring images of Peyton’s former teammates making out in the same showers where Yanet had blown him earlier this evening.

Eventually, Brennah came up for air long enough for Claudia to look over at the bed.

"You know that this is gonna end with all of us naked and sticky, so what the fuck are you sitting there for? Get that big cock over here!"

Shaken from his thoughts, Sean tossed aside the sheet that he'd covered his naked groin with when the door opened. In response, Brennah sounded as if she had almost cum right there after getting a full look at Dr. Sean. With her friend in awe, Claudia took the opportunity to step forward, wrap her arms around his neck, and pull Sean in for a quick, powerful kiss. Then, after their tongues lightly grazed one another, the captain stepped back to glance down.

“I’m still trying to decide whether that’s a lance or a sword.”

“Huh?”

“Just something your groupies said before we came up, Sir Sean,” the libero said, shoving Sean back onto the bed. Brennah slid onto the bed with Claudia, leading the two of them to end up on either of Sean’s sides.

A round of foreplay, exploration, and discovery took place for a while. Sean found himself kissing both girls, who occasionally broke off from his lips to enjoy each other. A pattern quickly developed. While the pair of friends made out, Sean took the opportunity to suck on their matching medium-sized tits or finger their tight little pussies. Of course, when the girls took turns kissing the boy in the bed, the free friend helped herself to the same delights, even sampling Dr. Sean with a few strokes and sucks.

The soft, low-level sounds of passion filled the master suite until louder ones sounded from the other side of one of the bedroom’s walls. Glancing over, Claudia looked slightly put off by the action. With Brennah fingering her at the moment, she pulled her bestie’s fingers out of her and the brunette’s mouth off of Sean’s manhood. Mewling in frustration, the sidekick did defer to her captain, rolling off to the side while Claudia swung her legs over Sean’s lap.

“Fuck,” the teen gasped, feeling those moist lips spread before the tight pussy slid down around his shaft.

“Fuck? No, fuck me!” Claudia responded, groaning at his length and width.

“Big?” Brennah asked, lying on her side, to watch them.

“Oh, yeah!” the blonde moaned.

“We fucked up, didn’t we?”

“Definitely,” Claudia gasped, rising up before dropping down again, inch by big fucking inch. Sean didn’t quite understand the conversation, but the two friends meant not claiming him a couple of years back whenever he came to their practices with his sister.

The blonde libero showed Sean why she could be short yet a terror on the court, often outplaying taller, stronger players. She bounced wildly, eyes blazing with lust and a competitive spirit. Hips slammed down hard, taking Sean at full depth while he countered by planting his feet flat on the bed to provide leverage enough to pump up into her. It was a decent effort, but not the best he could probably do, not with his foot still in the cast.

“Oh, yesss, more, fucking fuck me more!” Claudia ordered.

Sean complied, slobbering all over her tits while also squeezing her tight ass-cheeks. He used them as handholds to compensate for his lack of leverage due to his injury by pinning her against him. This allowed her to really grind down on Sean, while taking long deliberate strokes up and down on the thick cock that felt to the small girl like how a baseball bat might feel.

All this put on quite a show for Brennah, who balanced her body on one shoulder, while palming one perky breast and fingering herself with her other hand. Occasionally, Sean leaned over to kiss the brunette. Distracted by the pole spearing her insides, Claudia only kissed her besties a few times.

“I can get used to this,” the blonde declared, putting her tight, toned body to work.

While Whitney had an athleticism that led to a draining fuck, Claudia’s differently shaped body and stamina brought a new level of bronco riding. The blonde rode him expertly, knowing just how to maximize her pleasure while using him like a living dildo. She never seemed to tire while riding up and down. The captain also showed off her motivational skills, keeping up a constant stream of dirty talk guaranteed to boil Sean’s blood to fuck her even harder.

Only a few times did Claudia seem in need of a break. During those brief moments, she yanked his hands up to her B-cups. As Sean fondled those perky treats, Claudia leaned into his arms, regaining her strength while remaining perched on his shaft.

“My gawd!” Claudia screeched when Sean’s cock hit a particularly sensitive spot.

After coming so close to erupting repeatedly during the lap dances, the injured teen couldn't fathom how he’d lasted this long. Perhaps Yanet had relieved the pressure enough. Or the combination of her and Miss Zee’s blowjobs through the day had worked wonders. Whatever the reason, Sean finally felt it approaching, as did Claudia concerning her own explosion.

“Ohmigawd, ohmigawd, ohmigawd!” the blonde chanted. Suddenly, she lost the ability to speak, dropping down to pull her new lover’s head hard against her tits. Now with their faces barely inches apart, her bluish-green eyes bore a hole into Sean’s baby blues before a soundless scream triggered her epic orgasm.

Living up to Whitney’s boast, Sean didn’t disappoint, filling her to the brim and more with multiple cannon volleys off cum. The spunk even began to leak out, until it almost gushed as Claudia rolled off him. Brennah wasted no time, scrambling over Sean’s panting body to greedily lick up the escaping cum

Fifteen minutes later, Sean savored every thrust as he took Brennah from behind. Seven minutes before that, Claudia had banged on the wall, telling the other couple to take it easy with their fucking. Loud knocks worried her, as she didn’t want marks on the wall from the other bed slamming against it. After the other pair shifted, Claudia returned to the bed.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Brennah groaned with each stroke after raising her head.

“Hey, don’t forget about me,” her bestie whined, pulling Brennah’s head back down.

Sean grinned madly at the view. At first, he’d been fucking the brunette doggy-style from behind alone. Then, after the trouble with the pair in the next room, Claudia slid her body partly under her BFF. For the first few minutes, Brennah sucked on the other girl’s tits while holding her hips for support from the banging from behind.

“Mr. Tarver, watch this,” Claudia had teased mischievously after Brennah pulled her lips off to scream loudly. Not giving her friend much time to let loose a string of expletives, the blonde pushed the brunette’s mouth onto her pussy.

“That’s Dr. Sean, Captain Cork,” the teen growled back, thrusting hard into the girl now sandwiched between them.

Fucking Claudia had been fabulous. Fucking Brennah while she ate Claudia felt like a dream. Thoughts of other volleyball players in similar positions began to infiltrate and litter Sean's mind. Annika and Erica. Rory and Ellie. Ellie and Robin fleetingly crossed his mind before his fantasies shot back into the past. Peyton's teammates. There had been so many. With questions about their current whereabouts, a leggy blonde with a model-like figure and a tight ass like Claudia's began to dominate his desires. When the face of the blonde he piledrived into from behind turned around, Sean fought to avoid looking at it. However, the siren calling to him eventually won, prying his eyes to her beautiful face while she moaned his name raspily.

“Oh gawd, oh gawd, OHMIGAWD!” Sean screamed, pumping another load of cum into the brunette with a similar body to the blonde in his taboo vision.

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Author's Note: I'll be honest, it's often difficult to find motivation to write an HH chapter over the last few years. I tend to procrastinate until I finally **** myself to sit down and write. Usually, the chapters flow out fairly well after that. This time, it wasn't the case. This chapter felt like pulling teeth. Nothing came easy. It felt like a severe case of writer's block and a lack of desire to work on it. Part of it might have been that I was still drained from being sick. Whatever the case, I'd write a few paragraphs before growing frustrated and set the chapter aside. This happened even after I dropped the idea of showing a small sex scene with Cat and Tyler. I would've preferred to do the same for Sean with Claudia and Brennah, by hinting at what happened the next day. But I figured that would've only brought out the complainers. While the threesome didn't come out as long as I'd initially expected, I needed to end this chapter. Hopefully, it worked okay and conveyed their experience.