Playing With The Guys (Bevatoria and meomeo)

[meomeo]

Tiffany definitely sensed the strange vibe from Parker all this time. His barely disguised bundled up energy, almost like a predator waiting for his prey to come into his crosshairs. He scared her. Reminded her of the coaches somewhat. But Tiffany has made up her mind on what to do next. She didn't have that many alternatives. She supposed she could go to the camp counselors - although she had no idea how to reach out. Even if she did, the abuse may go higher up and more widespread than she first assumed. It would be her word against the coaches'. Tiffany desperately needed some friends in this place, or else her life could be living hell over the next few days.

"Remember...tell nobody. Or we'll make it worse for you." the coach's grim threat reverberated inside her head. Screw it, thought Tiffany, what could be worse than what just happened?

She shuffled over to the sinks and rinsed the gunk off her fingers, under the ever watchful gaze of Parker. The bathroom door closed with a click. He's still here. "Listen," she began, her voice wavering through her resolve, "you won't believe what just happened..."

And before Parker had a chance to stop her, she told her story unfiltered except for the more lurid and pornographic details. Her voice came close to breaking in a few places, but no tears ever came. "... and then they kinda just left. Threatened me not to tell anyone. The one who slapped my butt was one of them. I... I don't even know their names!" Telling it out loud made her ordeal that much more real... but, at the same time, it was oddly comforting to have another living soul know about what transpired.

"I'm so scared. I can't believe this would happen to me!" the cute brunette trailed off, and finally watery tears pooled in her eyes, as she glanced up to Parker pleadingly.

**

"It... it's okay. I can clean up myself! Hey!" implored Mariko, her voice strained and anguished. She guessed the boys' true intentions all along, and now they came to fruition.

Once more within the span of minutes, Mariko became lewdly exposed to a bunch of just-met strangers. A pang of self-awareness hit her as she felt lustful eyes roam every inch of her delightful teenage body. Some of them had seen her full frontal in the showers, the rest now feasted. Her breathing became ragged and hitched. The boys' remarks were belittling... but somehow also flattering. One expressed his disbelief that an Asian chick could possess such a big rack. Another, crudely, drew attention to her small brown nipples, comparing them to the eraser ends of pencils. He made a suggestion for them to be pinched, which was quickly obliged, and confirmed how hard they were. An embarrassed gasp came from her lips. Mariko knew better than to allow this! She should yell for them to stop. But, with a shameful realization, she couldn't bring herself to utter those protests. Her better judgment deferred to the base instincts of her body, which was aflame with red hot lust.

It was at this point Mariko's phone pressed to her hips came loose from the jostling, and clattered to the bench. Her eyes immediately darted to it, to see the message displayed on the lock screen.

Tommy: Hey babe! Missing u loads already! Hope your having a smashing time at camp and making tons of new friends! Let's talk tonight?

The display pic of this 'Tommy' showed a bookishly handsome young man, with an unflattering haircut that didn't quite suit the shape of his bony face. Caught up in the intense opening episodes of basketball camp, Mariko had completely forgotten about her high school boyfriend of two years!

Then, like a horror film unfolding in slow motion, Mariko saw Owen scoop up her phone...

 

[Bevatoria]

While Parker still felt the urge - one that wouldn't go away the entire week - the strong, able young man was also not a monster. His lust, for the moment, was burning below the surface, and while his emotional state wasn't about to match hers, he certainly was feeling something burning up within him as he heard heard her story. Certainly he'd pushed the limits, but to hear this young woman - scared and vulnerable - tell him about her assault made him pause to reconsider.

"Don't worry." He said, putting a hand on her shoulder - feeling the electricity of touching her, but no longer in the carnal way of wanting her sexually, but now in the protecting role of a bodyguard.

"We've got you." The coaches might be their overseers, but there were more of the campers then there were of the coaches...

And these guys could be very intimidating when they needed to be. These macho, jock types would be the perfect protectors for their would be campmates.

********

Right now, Mariko was getting anything but protected. At least Owen wasn't molesting her now, looking at her phone, but there were still several sets of male hands on her tits, ass, and one even teasing her pussy lips. It was during a hard roll of one of her nipples that Owen read the next, and he grinned at his guys - and at the barely clad, molested Asian female.

"I just got an idea...."

One that Mariko likely wouldn't find appealing.

"Let's have her make that phone call while we take turns on her!"

She probably had a good idea of what taking turns on her would mean.

"Time to find her room..."

The gaggle of guys rose from the table, 'holding' Mariko helpfully, her bra still pushed up, shorts still around her thighs, as they groped her tits, ass, and pussy while they 'helped' her back to her dorm room...

 

[meomeo]

“Heyyy! Aaaahhhh~” Mariko squealed, voice high-pitched in surprise, as the boys lifted her off the cafeteria bench. Carried off like some spoil of war. The loss of control made her dizzy with humiliation. She kept up the facade of constantly squirming and writhing away from their roving hands, while her own hands batted furiously, like being mobbed by a swarm of flies. But Mariko fought a lost battle. She would grab one hand reaching for her boobs... only for another to pinch and grope her ass. By the time she reached her behind, she would feel a soft pat on her sex. And who was she kidding? Those who brushed against her nipples would find rubbery erectness, and hands that grazed her pussy would leave glistening with her sweet teenage girl nectar. Shortly after, Mariko gave up futile resistance. She laid limp in their clutches, allowing their large hands to roam her nubile body, exploring every clefts and mounds the young woman has to offer...

[BGCOLOR=rgb(25, 49, 66)]"Let's have her make that phone call while we take turns on her!"[/BGCOLOR]

God no! Mariko’s lidded eyes widened in shock hearing Owen’s wicked idea. She thought about Tommy - her sweet geeky boyfriend who has dated her for the better part of a year. They shared a wholesome relationship - of weekend movie dates, picnics in the park, skating at the mall rink... but had never went beyond second base. That one time in his basement - Mariko had only jerked his average-sized cock 2 or 3 times before he blew his load.

Mariko would hate to humiliate Tommy like that... but a devilish portion of her is turned on by the crass idea. It’s that dilemma again... her brain rejects the very thing her body or her heart desires. Lust overwhelmed her. A hand came to her face and gripped her jaw, and almost instinctively Mariko suckled on the fingers... to taste a salty tangy musk. That finger had touched my pussy moments before! She came to the gross realization, and her cheeks glowed beet red.

Her cavalcade of hunks have reached a narrow corridor. She turned her head and spotted Parker standing by a door, while the faint sounds of shower are heard from within. She was about to call out to Parker when she lost all sense of direction and balance... and landed on a thin mattress placed on the floor between a row of bunks.

 

[Bevatoria]

Owen just watched with a grin, her phone still in his hand as Ethan and Scottie descended on her. All the guys did, really, as the young Asian hottie was quickly relieved of the burden of her clothes. Her sports bra was tugged up her chest, and the moment her tits were exposed she would feel rough, male hands descend on them while her bra blocked her vision for just a moment.

Her socks and shoes were pulled off by Ethan, which paved the way for Darryl to tug her shorts down and off. And soon, she was naked - and not even in her room, as her body was crudely flipped over by the big, white brute, leaving her on her hands and knees on the mattress on the floor. At least her breasts were freed from abuse, although her body was about to become a buffet for the eager aggressive jocks to sample. Ethan was positioned behind her, and she would feel the ruslte of shorts and boxers, feeling his hardness brush her rear as Owen met her gaze, pulling her finger to unlock the phone while Owen pulled up her boyfriend's number.

"See if you can time the call right for when I enter her."

It was close, but soon Owen would grab her hair with one hand, and she would hear the phone ringing as Ethan got ready to enter her. The guys were all trying to be relatively quiet, but as soon as Mariko heard his boyfriend say "hi babe!", Ethan plunged his eager cock into her tight asian pussy, leaving the young woman trying to resist any urges she might have as she had to respond to him...

 

[meomeo]

Breeeeeep, breeeeeep.... Breeeeep, breeeep...

"Nonononononono!!" cried Mariko hysterically as the ringing played over the speakerphone. But her shrill voice was eaten up in a sea of rustling fabric, laughter, and hot young bodies pushing and bumping into each other. Her body's thrashing and squirming similarly overpowered by Owen and the other boys. Nothing could dislodge Ethan's member hovering near her soppy wetness. She could feel his heat...

How can they be so cruel? Is it not enough to gangbang her? Do they have to humiliate her boyfriend too? Please don't pick up, Tommy...

A soft click - "Hey babe! Guess what? I was just thinking of you, and here you are!"

Tommy's voice was breezy, blissfully unaware he was about to be cuckolded many times over; and effeminate too, as if he hasn't fully completed puberty. Her boyfriend was literally a world away, not a clue the peril his girlfriend is in. And it was that sheepish, deferential little voice that made Mariko snap. She thought back to the times Tommy's scrawny frame would clamber over her, rock his hips a couple times, and finish in 15 seconds, leaving the Japanese hottie wanting. Mariko had never bothered faking it, so when she answered...

"Unnnnhhhhhh-aaaAAAHHH!!" it was the first time Tommy heard such a tawdry moan out of Mariko. The sound girls make when getting properly fucked by a worthy stud - a stud by the name of Ethan.

"You okay there babe?"

This is what I'm missing out on, Mariko thought bitterly, as Ethan's girth stretched her tired pussy out, sending delirious passion so intense she could feel it in her fingertips. Her response came out without thinking, in feverish, breathless spurts - "I'm okay. More than okay! Mmmmmppf. Just sore from the morning session so some campers are helping me stretch. OOooooooh-ah! Nothing to worry about. Listen, I think I can learn so much from this camp! I want to focus on basketball for the next few days. You know, one hundred percent focus. Ow... oww! Easy. I will call you when it's over, yeah? Gotta go! Bye!"

For a brief moment, Mariko felt ashamed and guilty from the bold-faced lie... but at the same time it was liberating. It's time to move on from guys like Tommy to... well...

Her phone clattered to the mattress as she raised her eyes, at the campers grinning down at her. Her rocking, jiggling body as Ethan had not given her a pause.

"You guys are real jerks..." tutted the Japanese all-you-can-eat buffet, with a little smirk.

 

[Bevatoria]

Even as Mariko's body felt amazing around him, the part Ethan was enjoying most wasn't necessarily her tight sex squeezing his hard young cock. It was an unusual feeling for the aggressive jock, to enjoy something other than the physical sensations of sexual intercourse. It wasn't as if she wasn't satisfying him, or that he wasn't trying to fuck her into next week. He was an athlete, and would always go all out in any kind of physical activity. And so she would feel every thrust, every stroke of him as his cock slid into her, over and over.

But he was finding it incredibly satisfying to watch her sputter into the phone to her boyfriend. Her embarrassment and moans aroused him further, and he gripped her hips tighter, imagining her boyfriend on the other end of the phone. Was he really believing she was just stretching/ It wasn't entirely a lie...she probably was sore, and Ethan smirked at the thought about what parts of her were getting stretched. He could feel it, too, and he went to give her tits a group as he pushed deeper into her, feeling the soft flesh give under his hard grip. She was bustier than most Asians, which made it even more hot and forbidden that he was going to get to fuck her like this.

He knew he wasn't her first today, and as she looked back at them with that smile, he knew he wouldn't be her last, as he hands returned to her hips so he could continue pounding her.

But it was Owen who responded, looming over her as he pulled her head up to face him from hip level, undoing his belt with a knowing smirk. "And you fucking love it." He taunted, and soon she would see another hard, succulent manhood bobbing in front of her face. The other guys were 'keeping' her up, pulling her hands to bulges on their shorts respectively even as they deferred to their 'leader'.

Not to be confused with the jock working her body over from behind as Owen continued to taunt her. "You want to be treated like this. Nothing but our fucktoy." Lost in lust and desire, Owen pushed his manhood against her lips. "Now suck..."

Which would give her two cocks to work with, even as it looked like her delectable body would be used to satisfy all of the young hunks crowded in the room.