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> Goody Goodie Girls
>
> CHAPTER ONE
>
> Maggie Peters was starting her senior year in Blasedalte
> High as sexually unsated as she had ended the previous
> semester. She was so horny, every time she took a step she
> could feel her panties dampen more and suck up into the
> rubbery slit of her hot little pussy. After a lonely
> summer at her grandparent's farm in Nebraska, she had
> returned to Rochester, New York, no more hopeful than when
> she had left.
>
> She was a delicate looking eighteen year old with dark hair
> and a petite figure. Her breasts, like the rest of the
> women in her family, were unusually large, making her waist
> appear even tinier than it was in her pale blue blouse.
> She wore a pleated skirt, knee high socks and saddle shoes.
> Her soft brown eyes scanned the corridor until she located
> her best friend, Karen Sheen.
>
> Karen, a fetching blonde with the same big-breasted problem
> as her friend, waved when she spotted Maggie. "Hi," she
> gushed, excited to see her friend. "Boy, did I miss you.
> How was the farm?"
>
> "A farm," Maggie answered without any enthusiasm. "Are
> these our lockers?"
>
> "That's yours and this is mine," Karen said, patting a door
> separated by another locker.
>
> "Couldn't we get them side by side?"
>
> "I tried, but this is what they gave me."
>
> "Wonder what kind of dork the put between us?"
>
> "Hey, don't be so down. We're seniors. One more year of
> this prison and we're free for good."
>
> Maggie forced a grin. "That's the first encouraging thing
> I've heard since I got back."
>
> "Didn't you meet any boys or anything while you were out
> there?"
>
> Maggie hung her sweater in her locker and shut the door.
> "I don't think they have boys in Nebraska," she said above
> the din of youngsters racing to their classes.
>
> "Then you didn't lose it?" Karen asked shyly.
>
> "Lose what?"
>
> "You know," Karen said, shifting her weight from side to
> side and lowering her eyes. "Your cherry."
>
> The two girls had made a pact at the end of the last term
> that this summer would be the season of their deflowering.
>
> "Hardly," Maggie said as she turned and followed the pretty
> blonde down the hall to their homeroom. "My cherry's so in
> tact I'm surprised I haven't started attracting fruit
> flies."
>
> "I know the feeling."
>
> "I thought you were going to rape one of the guys on the
> basketball team or something."
>
> Karen giggled. "The closest I got to a jockstrap this
> summer was when I washed my brother's swim trunks."
>
> "We've got to do something about our virginity," Maggie
> said, stopping abruptly. "It's almost embarrassing."
>
> Her friend turned around to face her. "Yeah, but what?"
>
> "I don't know," Maggie answered wistfully, "but if I don't
> get a hard peter up my quim pretty soon I'm going to
> explode. I'm sick and tired of just playing with myself.
> I want someone else to stick some- thing up there."
>
> "You're awful," Karen laughed in a whisper.
>
> "You know I'm not awful. I'm just trying to be honest.
> You want to get fucked as bad as I do."
>
> "Yeah, but we're the goody-goody girls of Blasedalte High,"
> Karen said, thinking if anyone heard how she and her friend
> were talking now they would soon change their minds.
>
> Maggie knew what Karen said was true. Since childhood they
> had been prim and proper little girls, and no matter how
> attractive they had gotten, or how large their tits had
> gotten, the prudishness of their upbringing had stayed with
> them. The two good looking eighteen year olds were
> strictly hands off. "Well, we've got to do something about
> changing our reputations, and we've got to do it fast."
>
> "What do you suggest, march naked into the locker room when
> the boys are showering after practice? My goodness, we'd
> start a full scale gang-bang."
>
> "I don't care what we start as long as my box gets filled
> with a nice stiff prick." Maggie's eyes suddenly lit up.
> "You know, that's not such a bad idea."
>
> "Getting gang-banged by the basketball team?"
>
> "No, marching into the boys locker room."
>
> "Get serious."
>
> "No, listen. They were installing a new locker for the
> equipment when I came to school. It's four times the size
> of a regular locker. We could hide in there until there's
> just two guys in the shower and maybe we could get
> something besides our fingers in our pussies."
>
> "You just happened to be going by the boys locker room this
> morning?" Karen kidded.
>
> "Daydreaming about hard dicks, if you want to know the
> truth," Maggie admitted in a soft blush. "I overheard the
> assistant coach say the new equipment won't be in till
> Wednesday, so the empty locker will make a perfect hiding
> place."
>
> "When do we pull off this grand sexcapade?"
>
> "This afternoon."
>
> "Well, I'm game if you are," Karen said with a wink as the
> bell sounded and a bunch of kids rushed past them to get to
> their seats in time.
>
> *****
>
> When the two sex starved teenagers snuck into the boys
> locker room at three-thirty, it was totally empty and the
> sounds of their footfalls echoed eerily through the spartan
> room. The lockers were back to back, creating two narrow
> rows fronted with benches. The place was stagnant with the
> sweet ballsy odor of sweaty jockstraps. The huge, new
> locker was facing the wide arch of the shower room where
> most of the faucets were easily visible.
>
> Trying to suppress her giggles, Maggie climbed into the
> large metal compartment and waited for her friend to join
> her. They closed the door and peered out the slits in the
> top as they eagerly anticipated the end of basketball
> practice.
>
> "Should we take our clothes off?" Karen asked in a low
> whisper, feeling her heart pounding wildly beneath her
> large breasts and a warm glow kindling the fire in her
> snatch.
>
> "How about just our skirts?" Maggie suggested as she
> unbuttoned her waistband and let her pleated skirt fall to
> her ankles. Her heart was beating rapidly too, and her
> small erect nipples were straining painfully inside the
> lacy cups of her bra.
>
> Karen unfastened her skirt and it fell to the floor of the
> metal compartment like her friend's. When she reached for
> Maggie's crotch, her hand was immediately greeted with the
> wiry feel of the other girl's shaggy bush. "You don't have
> any panties on," she gushed out loud, then lowered her
> voice as she petted the abundant growth of cunt hairs and
> trailed her fingertips between the moist lips. "Did you
> come to school like that?"
>
> "I took them off after lunch," Maggie answered in a heavy
> breath while Karen's fingers found her clit and began
> massaging it. "My pussy got them so wet I couldn't wear
> them." Using both of her hands, she shoved the blonde's
> undies over her luscious ass and down to her ankles, then
> eagerly began exploring Karen's quim. The other girl's
> bush wasn't nearly as dense as Maggie's. "You're already
> soggy."
>
> The blonde nodded in the darkness of the closed locker as
> she worked her underpants off her feet, finding it
> difficult to move around in the cramped quarters and not
> wanting to stray too far from her girl- friends probing
> fingers. "So are you."
>
> When the locker room door suddenly swung open and banged
> against the wall, they both ceased speaking but kept their
> fingers squirming around in each other's juicy cunt.
>
> Much to their disappointment, with the exception of the
> team's captain and star player, Mike Foster, and the team
> manager, Norman Green, they couldn't see any of the boys
> disrobe. But they could smell the ripe cock odors and hear
> the sounds of shorts and tops wet with perspiration being
> yanked off along with damp jockstraps.
>
> Mike stood in the center of the arch and hauled his jersey
> up over his brawny chest. The hair in his armpits was as
> dark and shaggy as the hair on his head. "Come on, you
> cocksuckers, let's get showered and out of here. Move your
> asses." He stripped off his shorts, and in just his
> athletic supporter, turned and bent over to untie his
> sneakers. When he did, his firm asscheeks parted and he
> gave the two girls hiding in the new equipment locker an
> unobstructed shot of his almost hairless asshole.
>
> Maggie felt Karen's finger suck deeper into her hairy cunt
> and she let her's do the same in the other girl's small
> soggy quim.
>
> "Who you calling a cocksucker?" one of his teammates
> quipped, running bare assed into the showers and turning
> the faucets on one after the other. He was soon joined by
> sixteen other balls-naked youths, the cheeks of their hind
> ends dimpling as their long-legged strides carried them
> into the tiled room. Soon the shower was filled with the
> sounds of running water and the shouts and laughter which
> accompanies nude young men involved in horseplay.
>
> After yanking down his supporter, Mike turned to inspect
> the locker room to make sure the rest of the team was under
> the sprays. His long cut cock dangled over his large balls
> as he absently combed his fingers through his pubic thatch.
> He was a tall lanky teenager with well- developed muscles
> and a rugged face. His fingers went lower, and as he
> pulled on his expanding meat, the large head of his purple
> flange began to inflate.
>
> Maggie raised her fingers to her mouth, wetting the tips
> and tasting her girlfriend's spicy juices before returning
> her hand to the blonde's snatch. "Ah, look at Mike's big
> beautiful cock. Is he ever hung!" she said in a soft,
> lust-filled tone, never taking her eyes from the slits in
> the metal door.
>
> "What I wouldn't give to see that pecker hard," Karen
> whispered back, totally mesmerized by Mike's meat.
>
> Norman, the only one in the room who hadn't bothered to
> shed his clothes, was wearing a pair of tan slacks and a
> striped pullover. He was a slender youth with thin limbs
> and a small butt who barely came up to Mike's shoulder.
> His face was pimply but cute.
>
> "I guess that's everyone, Norm."
>
> "Yeah," the shorter youth answered, leering at the naked
> team cap- tain.
>
> "Why don't you get us some towels and maybe we can hustle
> everyone out of here."
>
> "Got a hot date, huh, Mike?"
>
> The good looking captain grinned and openly stroked his
> hardening cock in front of the skinny boy. "Something like
> that," he answered as he turned and walked into the
> showers, his heavy balls swinging between his thighs as he
> moved.
>
> While everyone was busy soaping up their cocks and balls
> and asses, Norman, stood in profile and stared into the
> shower room. Unconsciously, his hand slid down to his
> crotch, gently rubbing the mound beneath his zipper. The
> more he rubbed, the larger the mound grew. When one of the
> naked young men under the jets of rushing water turned and
> looked out, the manager abruptly twisted away, hurrying out
> of view.
>
> "Looks like there's no sense in trying to get Norm to fuck
> us," Maggie whispered, trying not to titter.
>
> "What do you mean?" Karen replied in a distant tone. She
> had been too busy ogling all the wet, gleaming bodies and
> naked swinging meat to have taken any notice of Norman.
>
> "I think he's got a thing for boys."
>
> "What makes you say that?"
>
> "He was playing with himself while he was watching what
> we're watching."
>
> "To each his own," Karen said disinterestedly, humping her
> hips to get more of Maggie's finger up her snatch.
>
> As if on cue, all the showers turned off but one and the
> two girls got an eyeful of bare peckers and balls as the
> teenage squad came racing out of the steamy room. There
> were cocks of every shape, size and description, some long,
> some short, some with foreskin, most cut and banded with
> circumcision scars; there were also large puffy scrotums as
> well as small ball sacs that barely showed beneath the soft
> tubes of flesh in the front and a variety of
> slender-hipped, long-limbed bodies to match. In minutes
> the room quieted down and Mike was the only one left with
> his shower still going. The door banged against the wall
> repeatedly as the basketball players departed, dressed in
> their street clothes.
>
> Norman came to the archway again and stood for several
> moments eyeing the good looking brunette sudsing up his
> broad back and humpy asscheeks. The skinny youth had his
> hands deep in his pockets, and the girls could see his
> fingers moving rapidly beneath his zipper. "The last of
> them are gone," he finally called to the team captain.
> "It's all yours. I left your towel on the bench."
>
> "Okay, Norm," Mike answered without turning. "See you
> tomorrow."
>
> When Norman disappeared from view, the girls heard the door
> squeak on its hinges, then footsteps pad softly back into
> the room. One of the lockers imitated the sounds of the
> door, then except for Mike's shower and the water gurgling
> in the drain, the room was quiet again.
>
> Maggie had worked two fingers up Karen's quim and was
> trying for a third when they heard the door open once more.
> Julie Pratt came strut- ting into the boys room as big as
> life in her red and white cheerleader uniform, her pretty
> legs bare from mid-thigh to her ankles. "You by yourself,
> Mike?" she yelled as her gaze swept around the dressing
> room.
>
> He turned to her under the spray, grinning and humping his
> hips in her direction. "What do you think?" he asked in a
> lusty voice. His cock was bone hard and stood far out from
> his gleaming wet crotch. He let his hand ease over his
> throbbing pecker and worked it down to his large, low
> hanging balls.
>
> "By the size of your hardon, I'd say if you're not alone
> then that pervert, Norman Green, must be in there on his
> knees," she giggled, stripping off her short skirt and
> yanking her letter sweater up over her head. In seconds
> she had her tennis shoes, bra and panties heaped in a pile
> on the floor with her other clothes. Her tits, though not
> large, were firm and molded to perfection, her nipples
> looking like two mini- ature hardons.
>
> "Norm's okay," Mike said good-naturedly as he continued to
> play with himself and his grin widened.
>
> "He's a fag," the redhead said flatly as she padded bare
> assed into the shower and wrapped her arms around the team
> captain. Her full breasts squashed against the teenager's
> lower rib cage while she rubbed her small pussy over his
> lower thigh, careful not to get her hair wet.
>
> "I don't know that and neither do you. He likes to pull
> his pud while the team showers, but that doesn't make him
> queer. I'll bet we're the only naked flesh he's ever seen.
> He probably doesn't even know what a cunt looks like."
>
> "I think he's queer."
>
> "How do know I'm not queer?" Mike asked as he bent his
> knees lower and let Julie get a firm grip on his huge
> boner.
>
> She steered the meaty head of his hard dick to the junction
> of her lovely legs and let it stab into her waiting cunt.
> "Queers don't fuck like you do."
>
> "Oh, yeah?" Mike said, giving his pelvis a shove and
> spearing his pecker into Julie's quim. Soon his long thick
> shaft was in up to his massive balls. "How many queers
> have you fucked lately?"
>
> "You know no one but you gets to ball me," the pretty
> little redhead answered in a breathless gasp. She
> straddled her legs far apart to give his strong thighs more
> room.
>
> "So you don't know whether I fuck like a fag or not," Mike
> teased, pumping his cock slowly in and out of his
> girlfriend's hot box. With each thrust, his spongy
> testicles whipped up and slapped the redhead in the ass.
>
> "All I know is I like the way you fuck," Julie moaned.
> "Oh, Mike, your cock feels so good shoved up inside me!
> Fuck me, baby! Fuck me good!"
>
> "You love my cock, don't you?"
>
> "Yes, Mike. I love your big, fat cock. You know I do."
>
> The team captain sped up the pistoning action of his hips.
> "You'd do anything for that cock wouldn't you, Julie? No
> matter what I asked?"
>
> "Anything," Julie answered as she clutched his muscular
> physique tightly to her small full breasts and dug her
> nails into his shoulders until they left white trails on
> his skin.
>
> "You'd eat that cock for me, wouldn't you? You'd slide it
> deep in your throat and work it until my hot cum drenched
> your tonsils?"
>
> "I'll eat it now, if you want," she panted, "but just don't
> stop fucking me!"
>
> "You'd lick my balls and suck them into your mouth?"
>
> "Yes, Mike! Oh, yes!"
>
> "Chew on my pubes and lick my armpits?"
>
> "Yes! Yes!"
>
> "Shove your sweet little tongue up my shithole?"
>
> "Yes, Mike! Anything!"
>
> "And let Norm Green stick his cock up your cunt if I told
> you to?"
>
> Julie's mouth gapped open and she lifted her head from the
> team captain's chest, but the bare cheeks of her
> well-shaped ass didn't stop jiggling for a second as she
> continued to ride Mike's pecker. "Yes," she finally
> answered in a soft tone. "I'd even fuck that pervert if
> you told me to."
>
> Both Maggie and Karen turned to each other in the dark
> interior of the locker and exchanged a shocked expression.
> Their fingers fucked with all the more gusto as they heard
> Julie's declaration. Julie was one of the most popular
> girls in high school, and though everyone suspected she was
> intimate with Mike, no one would have guessed the power the
> good looking basketball captain had over the head
> cheerleader.
>
> "Shove your finger up my asshole, Julie," Mike commanded.
> "Work it way up inside. You know what I like."
>
> The pretty redhead reached around the boy's shiny wet
> hindend, traced along his smooth crack until she was near
> his balls, found the tiny opening at the base of his
> cockroot and poked her finger through the rim until she had
> it in past the second knuckle.
>
> "Pull it out," Mike's husky voice ordered after a few
> moments when he felt himself approaching that
> point-of-no-return. His hips had started ramming at
> lightening speed the moment he felt her finger pierce his
> anus.
>
> Julie did as she was told, making a popping noise which was
> audible over the shower when she uncorked her finger.
>
> "Now, stick it in you mouth."
>
> Maggie and Karen watched in amazement as the cheerleader
> eased the finger coated with Mike's asshole juices between
> her lips.
>
> Suddenly, Mike's pelvis froze with his hard pecker deep in
> Julie's cunt. While she squirmed around on his rod,
> completely impaled on his hard flesh, his body spasmed and
> gush after gush of hot manseed shot up the cheerleader's
> sweet little quim.
>
> "You're cumming, Mike!" she squealed as she felt his
> scalding load erupt inside her. "You're filling my cunt
> full of your love juice! Oh, Mike, I'm cumming too!" She
> held him even tighter as wave after wave of heated ecstasy
> ebbed through her small frame.
>
> "Did you see that?" Karen hissed softly, twisting her
> fingers around in Maggie's snatch.
>
> "I wish I could feel it."
>
> "Are you close to cumming?"
>
> "Not a chance."
>
> "Me neither."
>
> When Julie's body settled down, Mike pulled his still hard
> cock out and gave it a gentle shake. He took a bar of soap
> and lovingly washed the girl's small pretty tits, her full
> ass and her cum-soaked pussy. "You okay?"
>
> The redhead nodded, taking the soap from him and lathering
> up his cock and balls.
>
> "You like it when I talk dirty like that, don't you?"
>
> "Just like you like my finger shoved up your ass when you
> cum," she purred, tugging gently on his testicles and
> working more suds into the concave of his groin.
>
> "You really get hot."
>
> "Just looking at you makes my pussy all soggy inside."
>
> "You want to try all those things I said I'd make you do?"
>
> "Sure," Julie answered without flinching.
>
> A devilish gleam crept into Mike's playful gaze. "Which
> means if I were to find Norm, you'd prove what you said
> earlier?"
>
> A look of rage flared in Julie's gaze while the color
> drained from her face. In the heat of her anger, she flung
> the bar of soap at the bare assed boy and stalked out of
> the shower. "Fuck him yourself," she screamed, grabbing up
> her clothes and rushing naked into the hall.
>
> To be continued.....
>
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