Volleyball

On the court, a whistle blows. The volleyball girls instantly stop their practice. They bend over, placing their palms on their knees as they rest, causing their perky young asses to stick into the air. They form into a loose line of ones and twos, slowly trotting off into the girl’s washroom.

Catcalls come from the entrance to the indoor sports hall. The door opens, and the entire men’s Football team walks in, twenty naked young hunks with the light gleaming off their abs. Hooting, they chase after the parade of hot girls, all twenty of them heading into the washroom as the last girl closes the doors.

You head into the washroom after them, leaving Wynnona to recover on the bench. The captain of the football team is screaming.

“Alright sluts, form up and get down on your knees.”

Each football player walks over to face one of the girls. Each hunk pushes his cock into one waiting mouth, and they suck away, twenty dicks plugging twenty holes. Muffled grunts and slurps echo through the room as the girls **** on the dicks.

You leave the washroom to find Wynnona.

“Sir,” she says. “I need to head home now. I’m tired, and I need to prepare for the Sports Day tomorrow.”

Oh right, you remember. Tomorrow is the school’s sports day, a major school event involving the entirety of the two batches.

“What is this year’s main event again?” you ask.

“This year’s is called the Great Hunt. Basically, the boys will be able to chase all girls from a different house, and they get to own any girl they’ve caught for a day. Points will be given to the respective houses.”

“Can’t wait to watch the festivities. Say, what does the programme for teachers look like? Will I be involved as well, or just watching?”

“Well, the district head is coming down tomorrow as the guest of honour. You’re going to need to accompany him throughout the day as the local bigwig. Don’t worry, the prefects have already prepared a special entertainment room for you, him, and the coach of the basketball team. You’ll be able to watch all the fun from there, and we’ve prepared some live entertainment as well.”

You caress Wynnona’s cheek. “Will you be part of the entertainment? I would really like to fuck you again.”

“Of course Sir,” she gasps. “I’ll be happy to get onto my knees for you — anytime and anywhere.”

“That’s a good girl,” you say. “I’ll look forward to tomorrow then.”

You give Wynnona’s pussy one last loving fondle, then stand up and leave the room.