Episode 18: Urine Sane

One hour before lunchtime at Summersby High School! Summersby, Florida!

“Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you? A lot of those dicks are beasts. They know what you’ve been doing. Some of those guys were outside before school grilling me over the truth. It’s not easy making a lot of them believe that you’re my slave.”

“I like dicks and beasts. You’re doing just fine Ryan. Stop worrying! If anything, I’m getting girls interested in you more. You may have trouble figuring it out, but girls can be freaks. They love it when a guy takes control. Why do you think tiny girls only date humongous guys? They want to be a puppet in bed.”

“And you’re one of them?”

“Come on Mister Master, you watched how Terry Mulder’s dad manhandled me. Did I look like I wanted him to stop?”

“No!” He hissed then chuckled over it. “My car hood is dented.”

“It’s a piece of junk anyway. Jared Castle is in this gym class, he’s like 6’4 to my 5’5. I can’t wait for him to choke the shit out of me.”

“There are like six wrestlers in Randall’s class this hour. Jared might be the bull of the bunch, but Reggie Coplan and Karl Garrison are monsters too. Karl was one of the guys outside at my car. He wants me to prove to him that I own your sweet ass. How can I do that if I’m not there?”

“Keep your cell handy. Go somewhere that when I call you, you can answer.”

“So, skip class like you’re doing.”

“Go to your car. Wait for my call. When I do, I’ll put you on speaker. You need to be persuasive. All I want you to do is order me to do anything they want. Tell them no mercy. Got it?”

“Who is mastering who here?”

“Then step it up, Pussy.” She razed him! With students all around them watching their locker chat Ryan Quinones took a deep breath and lashed out. Grabbing her by her throat he squeezed, slammed her back into her locker then drew her face right up to his.

“DO AS YOU’RE FUCKING TOLD.” He then spit into her face. Portraying fear she nodded and whimpered, “Yes Master!” Girls seeing his brash outburst were getting tingly over his attitude. Guys were clenching their fists and sharing amazement at his sudden take charge moment. “GET YOUR ASS MOVING!”

Whipping her around and pushing her, Monica Gift hurried down the hallway trying not to laugh just so those in her path believed that she was really obedient. Students going to classes before the bell eyed her destination as best they could. That meant a certain Reggie Coplan who might not have been outdoors with Ryan at the same time as his buddy Karl, was filled in on the speech Ryan gave. Disbelief of his own he studied both Ryan and Monica’s retreat, unsure what to make of it. Time would tell.

Keeping pace with Monica to see exactly where she was headed was easy enough when he was going to the same place. Other boys in the same class zeroed in on her speedy walk and shrugged amongst one another. A few of them had heard of her shower stunt from yesterday but were still in denial that this girl they had known since grade school was doing the nasty. Up until recently Monica Gift held back her urges until she turned eighteen. At least here in Summersby. Oh, were those urges strong out of town where her secrets could be kept on the down low. Much older men at that!

The town of Summersby was naive to her true nature, Monica going out of town to be herself without anyone knowing her business. Only on rare occasions did she take risks here in town because her fetish for older men led to them challenging her. There was literally nothing the brunette would turn down. Hell, she had snuck men thirty years older than her into her own bedroom while her parents were either asleep or out of the house.

Only a select few knew of her mischief, Ryan, his dad and brother, buddies Shane and Holden. The crazy thing was, even they kept it to themselves protecting her in a sense. Now that she was letting them in on her past, they were less inclined to not brag. She no longer hid from any reputation that she was developing. Horny 24/7 Monica Gift was here to party. School or no school.

Entering the gymnasium, it was albeit empty until the new classes changed and came upstairs to play whatever the coach decided upon. The girls coach Marion Murray was readying her bitches to go outdoors and get some sun on the track, making them run laps. A lesbian Marion loved to watch her tight little assets wiggling and jiggling. A buff girl could fantasize at least. Monica in her short blue dress knew she was being followed and looked behind her at roughly eight big boys hot on her heels. Smiling at them she stopped dead in her tracks and let them catch up.

“Where you headed Gift?”

“Wherever you lead me. My master made me skip class and come pay all of you a visit.”

“No shit!” Craig Wells puckered! While he was no wrestler, Craig was still a mighty fit young stud. “No way is Quinones controlling you. He’s a loser.”

“He is not a loser. Fine! I’ll just accept my punishment. Have fun without me.” She started to carve her path through them when Karl and Reggie captured her arms and picked her up off the gym floor. Squealing over their abduction she found herself carried downstairs to their locker room.

“Home sweet home Gift.” Karl chuckled as a boy held the locker room door open for them.

“What about Randall?” Brian Forrester chimed in, noticing Marion and her class leave out the back door to the school. “I bet we go outdoors like the girls. We can’t avoid Randall forever.” Regardless, the boys hauled her into the room and right past the coach’s office. Just like he was yesterday Paul Randall was on his phone looking stressed over whomever he was talking to. Looking up briefly at his class walking by, he totally missed Monica carried through. Taking her to a blind spot Karl and Reggie stood her up on top of a bench.

“Everyone gets dressed. We follow Randall but take turns coming back indoors to keep Gift company. That cool with you Monica?”

“I have no choice. I was sent here to serve all of you. I will not let my master down. No matter what I must do.” Cardboard reply but she didn’t care how they perceived it. Their dicks were listening more than their ears.

“Riiight! Still not buying into Quinones.” Craig took his shirt off and showed her his chiseled abdomen. “If you expect us to believe that squirrel can own your hot ass you’ve got another thing coming. Now one of us I’d believe; we don’t take any shit off of anyone.” Others agreed without words merely arrogant nods. Jocks always found themselves far superior to others. She simply stared at them with a blank expression and watched them gradually get undressed. Her heart beating with lust just seeing a few big boy cocks had her ready to pounce. No, she told herself to make Ryan look good.

Her bookbag over her shoulder she took out her cellphone and hit up Ryan on speed dial. Out in his car listening to music he quickly turned it down to answer her. “WHAT!!!” He yelled! “I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME UNTIL YOU’VE FULFILLED THE MISSION, I GAVE YOU. NO WAY HAVE YOU DONE THAT IN THIS SHORT OF AMOUNT OF TIME.” She cringed to make it believable. Not even on speaker yet the whole locker room heard his bellowing.

“They are putting you down master. They say you are weak. I don’t think they want me.” Fourteen boys in attendance now looked at one another as if trying to read minds. Hearing her say they didn’t want her had them all on edge. Of course they wanted her. They simply didn’t feel Ryan was worthy to own her. Technically true but even Monica really did not want to be a slave. This was all one huge game to her. One that made her crazy inside. Eight out of fourteen boys were stroking their erections in front of her. The remaining six were in their required jock straps and ready to shoot hoops or something. Time ticking away they heard the office door open up and Coach Randall stepping out.

“What are you idiot bozos waiting on. Get dressed and let’s go hit some softballs.” Yes! He did intend on them going outside. Hidden from him Monica turned her volume down to avoid Ryan’s yelling. He was rambling off all kinds of stupid things not knowing what was happening here. Biting the bullet ten boys followed the coach out into the hall. This left Karl, Reggie, Craig, and Jared Castle alone with Monica. Jared cautious but taking the lead took Monica’s phone from her.

“Yo! It’s Jared! Are you coming through for us or is this a joke?”

“Put me on her speaker.”

“Watch the door for Randall.” He told Craig, who in turn took a look outside real quick to see that Randall had gone on outdoors with what he presumed was the entire class. “Speaker’s on.”

“You fuckers begged me to get you some action. I give my whore to you on a silver platter, and you still question me? Put me down even? I think she needs to go back to the class I had her ditch for you numb nuts. Monica? Head out but kiss them all goodbye. That’s all!”

“Yes master!” She dropped down off of the bench and stepped to Jared. Taking her phone, she held it to her side and stood on her toes to kiss Jared on the lips. “I am sorry I could not fulfill your desires of me.” She then repeated herself in kissing Reggie and Karl, a bit of French in the mix. Just before she intended to visit Craig, Jared stopped her by pulling her hair and forcing her body back into his. Reclaiming her phone he held it to his mouth.

“We believe you Quinones. I’ll buy you and her lunch after we fuck your slut here.”

“Nope! Only me. The cum you bastards feed her is her diet for the day. Hear me you useless bitch?”

“If that is what you demand I do I will not waste a drop. Thank you master.”

“Get your dress off if you haven’t already and get busy. Don’t bother me until you’re ready to come find me.” Click! Jared nodded with a glint of respect. Even if Quinones was a pussy, he had this sexy cunt on a seriously short leash. She was wearing a collar. Maybe! Good enough for him.

“All these years Gift.” He sat her phone high up on top of a locker and looked at Craig. “Are we good?”

“No sign of Randall.”

“Then let’s fuck this bitch silly.” He assisted Monica in lifting and removing her blue dress. The second she was naked the guys whistled. She immediately dropped to her knees and awaited their attention.

“Fuck yes! The body does not disappoint.” Reggie grinned! He hurried to lose his trunks and jock strap. Karl a close second until the three of them surrounded her. Huge dicks slapping up on her she feigned a hint of fear. In reality she was eager to please.

“Start sucking dick. You wouldn’t want us to tell the master you didn’t cooperate, now do you?”

“No! I was hoping you boys would realize Ryan is stronger than you think. I will never serve anyone other than him unless he instructs me too.” She greedily grabbed Karl’s eight-inch and Reggie’s seven, both meaty and veins popping. Jerking them off she opened her mouth and embraced Jared’s unbelievable nine.

Deepthroating him Monica inhaled seven inches before stopping. That had Jared smiling and palming the back of her head in hopes to witness balls deep. The problem with that was his buddies wanting her mouth too. Releasing her to spill saliva down onto her titties she transitioned and consumed Reggie. His big black dick was dreamy in her watering eyes. At seven inches she did manage to take in all of him without being forced. Scrotum rolling tightly up over her chin she let her moans speak volume.

“Hell yeah! She loves my cock. Listen to that starving bitch.” Reggie the egomaniac! “I’m going to cum down this throat every chance I get.” She slipped away from his shaft and looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.

“I hope my master gives me many chances.” Kissing his urethra, she moved on to Karl. At eight inches she fought and succeeded in her depth charge and held firm over him as he caressed her long brunette mane.

“Some of the guys are coming back. No sign of Randall though.” Craig reported in, jealous he wasn’t getting blown. Saying “Fuck it!” at the door he ran back and dropped his trunks. “Tap me in.” In response, through her peripheral Monica saw Craig’s erection at six-inches easy pleasy.

Switching from Karl to Craig she kissed his balls then licked her way up his foreskin, his dick rolling across her features lovingly. At the crown she took charge and swallowed him with dramatic hunger. “Goddamn! She’s better than Zoe Klein.” Cheerleader with the hottest body at Summersby High. So, she claimed! Not many guys would argue the point when Sydney Sweeney’s baby sister was putting out.

Hearing the door open and four more boys entering they chuckled over the blowbang in progress. One of them was posted as the new guard dog while the other three swooped in and whipped out their peckers. Not fully erect they nurtured themselves to fruition while watching Monica begin moving faster from one to the other. Now included they were ready for action. It was a whirlwind romance in loving one penis after the other. Sloppy strings of saliva webbed about from one target to the next.

“Randall see you guys leave the field?”

“He’s on his phone again.” Troy Wilson spoke up. Track team Troy as he was called. “I was listening in and I could swear I heard Principal Janson on the other end. Randall took a walk out to the track to watch the girls.”

“I think he has the hots for Violet Rainier. I’ve seen him rub his dick when she runs by him. Even he likes cheerleaders.”

“I know right!” Donny Mormon shared his insight as Monica’s fingers coiled about his dick and began beating him off. “During basketball games when Violet and Becca Wright did their routines, he was taking a whole lot of cell video. Especially when they built a pyramid. He stood behind them taking pics of their leotard snatch.” Too funny!

“Somebody please nut inside this fucking bitch already.” Jared laughed! Reaching down he coaxed Monica to her feet and played with her pussy from behind as she continued her tour of duty. Three fingers applied he fucked her juicy twat with vigor. “Damn, Gift! You’re a freaking geyser.” She was squirting all over his knuckles and palm. Enough of that Jared took his dick and guided it up into her cunt. The fullness of his girth widening her vulva Monica went spastic. Nine inches deep inside striking her uterus had her losing her train of thought.

Eyes white she lost the ability to move as an orgasm brewed. Taking advantage of that the third newcomer Wesley Cruise grabbed her by both sides of her face and was hell bent on fucking the snot out of her. Basketball his game Wes dribbled down court like a pro. He was first to fire off a shot and score. Released, Reggie took over and slammed his dick into her mouth with an equal force. The gurgles and gag reflexes became a constant chorus. Spit drooling to the tile like a leaky faucet had them all grinning. It didn’t seem to worry Reggie that Wesley’s jizz was still on her tongue when he took charge. Fuck it! Fuck her!

“Keep those hands busy whore.” Karl found her touch waning under the pressure at two competing bookends. Regaining control, she fought hard to keep a steady pace. She lived for this kind of thing. More the merrier in her mind. Each and every day she fantasized about more and more men passing her around without care.

That reminded her she needed to check back with Ryan’s dad Brock about taking her to some bar where she could tease and please. She knew older men would frequent bars so that had her hot and heavy. Even the upcoming trip to Rockfort Park tomorrow had her imagination soaring. Hoping to rekindle with some old fires that hadn’t had her in a few years would be fantastic. Familiar stomping grounds had her excited.

Jared was ready to detonate so quickly pulled out of her cunt and shot tendrils of creamy white all over her ass cheeks. A nice tan from sunbathing nude in her backyard last week meshed well with the white spots. Ogling the vacancy Karl forced her grip over him to fade and let him nudge Jared aside.

Examining his buddies mess he found himself shrugging over dabbling in the mire. Her cunt was far too inviting to overlook. Actually, so was that cute butt pucker. Taking the alternate path Karl spat on his hand for lubrication and took aim at her anal cavity. A tight fit for certain he grumbled until his own comfort zone relaxed. Once she loosened up a bit the adventure was on.

Reggie across from his boy Karl grinned like a shark. “Let’s really take Monica for a spin.” Prying his erection from her mouth Reggie pulled her upright by her hair and stood her tall. Those surrounding her gave the bulls room to work. Gripping her by her upper thighs Karl readied her by lifting her legs up over her head so that her drizzling cunt could be targeted without interference.

Chuckling Reggie squirmed his way up inside her trickling cunt for a nice playful DP action. Monica immediately went into theatrics, her verses of “Yes! God yes!” and “Harder! Faster!” was right out of some worthy porn. Wesley and Donny volunteered to hold her legs up to free Karl to choke her while Reggie palmed her forehead and held her firmly in her prison. Wesley even planted four fingers inside her mouth to help keep her screams to a minimum. Just in case!

Jared nodded his opinion on her manhandled state. She obviously loved it because there was no resistance, her own body working in synch with them. Sweating up a storm Jared sent a lackey on a stroll to double check where Coach Randall might be. At the locker room door student Miles Woodward kept watch. “Still quiet?”

“Yep! Chet is at the exit door ready to run in here if either coach comes in. How those holes?”

“Fire! We’re going to have a lot more fun this year with Gift. Bet on that!”

“I want some, but I can wait until next time.” A long distance albeit mental pat on the back Jared told him to keep him posted then stepped back into the fold to watch Karl hammer his way back up her anal cavity to a gurgling Monica. The Gift that keeps on giving. Altering angles Donny hopped up on the bench she had stood on earlier and made certain Monica’s hand was in use while everyone else worked her over well.

Jared simply watched when he heard a ping from Monica’s cellphone up top of the locker. With help retrieving it he spotted a text from Ryan, her cell unlocked made it an easy accomplice. The text read, “Time is almost up you stupid cunt. Finish up before Randall busts your ass.” It was followed by a furious emoji. Jared puckered his lower lip at the note. Maybe Quinones wasn’t such a pussy after all.