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 Author: Ribeye98
Title: Thornwood - Johanna's Night
Part: 6
Summary: Things quickly get out of hand for hot, young Coach Johanna
when has to sponsor an overnight trip for the boys' swim team all by
herself.
Keywords: m+F
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   Johanna knelt on the bed with her knees spread to maintain balance.  It
gave the two boys beside her a perfect view right between her legs. 
Johanna blushed but let them look.  After all, they were all naked and had
nothing to hide.  Why should she?
   She had approached the first indulgence suite with trepidation.  But Sam
or Tyler must have given them a heads-up, because they were waiting for her
to arrive.  The six boys welcomed her kindly and were eager to get the
"massages" started.
   It had been Mike's idea for her to kneel in the middle of the bed to
give them their massages.  That way she could service two boys at once. 
More efficient that way!  But with both of her hands occupied, she could
hardly hold her top down.  So it slid up to her waist and exposed her
swollen mound to their hungry eyes.
   Once the first two boys were in position, she grabbed on and started
stroking.  Mike soon grew to a respectable size; though nowhere near as big
as Sam.  She estimated it at around 8 inches.  He was relaxed and clearly
enjoying himself.
   As a sophomore, Robbie had plenty of growing left to do.  But despite
being smaller than the other boys, his cock was cute nonetheless.  And he
made up for his lack of size with considerable enthusiasm.  He met her
strokes with little thrusts of his own.  He seemed determined to get the
most out of Johanna's hand job as possible.
   Johanna found it difficult to establish a rhythm with such a large
disparity in size.  Fortunately, Robbie came quickly and was replaced by
the more mature senior, Marcus.  Marcus was slightly smaller than Mike, but
big enough that she could alternate her strokes and find a pretty good
rhythm.
   "You having fun, coach?" someone called out from behind her.
   "Of course she's having fun!  Just look at how wet her pussy is.  She's
practically dripping."
   Johanna did not have to answer.  They were obviously right.  Bringing
all these naked boys to orgasm in turn was making her incredibly hot.
   Like everything teenage boys do, Mike and Marcus turned it into a
competition; to see who could last the longest before cumming.  Even though
Mike had been going for several minutes, he swore that he could outlast his
friend.  A few rules were quickly established.  They had to keep their
hands behind their heads so as not to interfere.  And any attempt to get
away from Coach Johanna would be deemed a forfeit.  There would be no
breaks until somebody came.  The race was on.
   While Johanna did all the work, the other boys gathered around to watch
the half-naked chick jack off their teammates for sport.  Seconds turned
into minutes.  Secretly Johanna wanted to see Mike win.  He had already
outlasted Robbie and shown incredible self-control so far.  In her
experience so far, the big boys required more foreplay but made for a more
impressive climax show.
   Marcus was the first one to exhibit signs of building orgasm.  He
started to squirm in the bed and closed his eyes tightly.  Mike showed no
outward sign of weakness, but Johanna felt his cock swelling.  He was
getting close, too, but bluffing in the hopes that Marcus would fail first.
   Egged on by the spectators, Johanna quickened her pace.  Both boys in
her grasp tensed visibly.  It was going to be a photo finish.  The pressure
was building in Mike's pipes, but Marcus faltered first.  After a series of
ecstatic grunts, semen spewed forth from his turgid member.  Mike's came a
few seconds later to create dueling fountains of orgasmic joy.
   Johanna was emotionally spent and physically drained as Marcus and Mike
rolled off the bed.  She didn't get a break because two more boys
immediately took their place.  And just like that she was pumping the new
pair toward climax.  Only her body's hormonal response to the boys' potent
displays kept her going.
   After finishing off the next two boys, there was only one remaining in
that suite.  Since that left an open spot, Robbie announced that he was
taking another turn and lay down for his second hand job.  Johanna was
doubtful he had anything left.  But after the short break, the youngster
was more than ready to go again.  He met her strokes with all the
enthusiasm of the first time around.
   Counting Sam and Tyler, she had now milked eight of her bulls, and one
twice.  This was certainly not what she had in mind for room check; walking
bottomless from room to room around the hotel gratifying her boys sexually.
But she couldn't stop now.  Word had spread and everyone expected the same
treatment Sam had received.  At least Johanna couldn't deny that she was
enjoying it.  She grew less self-conscious with every new boy she serviced.
   Johanna yawned as she knocked at the second and final indulgence suite.
After this, she could retire to the penthouse.  Despite all the excitement,
the sleep deprivation was catching up to her again.  Rapid stroking was a
different motion than deep tissue massage and her arms muscles were tiring.
But when Tank came to the door with his giant manhood hanging down, she
realized her endurance was about to be tested like never before.
   As a captain, Donald got the privilege of going first alongside Tank. 
Donald was well hung in every respect.  But his 8 inches were dwarfed by
Tank's enormity.  And while Tank came up short of Tyler's record setting 13
inch schlong, he made up for it in girth.  The man had a sapling growing
straight out from his crotch.  Thickest at the base, it narrowed into a
strong trunk.  His helmet was the size of Johanna's fist.
   Johanna did her best with one hand, but really needed two to do him
justice.  Her inadequacy showed when, after several minutes of vigorous
pumping, she started to lag.  Tank was grinning.  He knew how much of a
workout it could be.  "She's slowing down" he announced.
   The other boys stepped in to cheer her on.  A whispered voice spoke only
inches from her ear causing Johanna to jump.  "Come on, Coach.  We don't
quit on you in the pool.  You can do better than this."
   It was one of the other boys.  She couldn't tell who.  When his arms
snaked around and squeezed her boobs through her shirt, Johanna nearly
fainted.
   "Remember, we're a team.  And teammates take care of each other.  You
help us..." He grabbed her shirt and started sliding it up her torso. 
"...and we help you.  And everybody wins."
   Johanna didn't stop him from pulling her shirt up over her breasts. 
After bunching the tank top under her arms, his hands returned to her chest
and resumed massaging her breasts from behind.  The motivation worked as
Johanna, flush with erotic stimulation, quickly returned to and surpassed
her previous pace.
   "That's more like it."
   And the stimulation on her breasts drove Johanna into a frenzy of need.
She was really in a rhythm now.  She stroked her boys along as her own body
commenced an inevitable march to orgasm.  The last thing she expected to
hear at that moment was Alex's voice interrupting the fun.
   "Well, what do we have here?"
   Johanna froze.  Alex was several years her junior, but somehow she felt
guilty to be in such a compromising position in his presence.  This was way
more than a simple penis massage.  She felt like a horny co-ed who was
caught by her father right in the middle of jacking off a whole fraternity.
   "I knew you fantasized about us, Coach.  And that you masturbate in the
shower after practice when you think you're alone.  But I had no idea you
were this hot for our cocks."
   That made her blush.  She had underestimated the lengths to which horny
American boys will go to see the hot young Swedish assistant coach naked.
They must have been spying on her all along.
   Johanna tugged her shirt down over her chest as Alex continued, "You
seem to be having fun, but somebody has to be responsible around here.  And
it's way past your bedtime.  Party's over, guys.  Sorry."
   He took Johanna by the hand and helped her off the bed.  Tank, along
with the other boys who were still waiting their turn, grumbled in dissent.
But no one challenged the authority of their Senior captain.
   Alex saw the guys were not happy with him.  But he knew how to smooth
things over.  "Don't worry, guys, I understand your frustration.  I won't
forget about you.  How about a peace offering?  Coach, give them your
shirt."
   Johanna stared at Alex.  That shirt was her last bit of clothing and it
was not his to give away.  But Alex insisted it was the only fair way to
compensate them for their interrupted massages.
   "Hurry up, Coach.  We're just going to bed.  Come on, do you really need
it right now?"
   Johanna reluctantly complied.  She told herself it was nothing they
hadn't all seen before.  Pulling it over her head, she tossed the souvenir
to Hank who deemed it satisfactory.  The boys got a good look at her naked
body as Alex led her out the door.  He held her hand tightly like she was
some naughty child being punished.
   She wouldn't miss her shirt much while sleeping.  But she sure wished
she had something for cover while waiting in the hallway for the hotel
elevator.  Her free hand was clamped tightly over her pussy just in case
they happened to meet someone on the elevator; like that would have done
much good.  Fortunately it was empty.
   The penthouse suite was dark and silent when they arrived.  The other
residents had all gone to bed.  Though she was suspicious of Alex's motives
and angry that he had given her shirt away, she was also thankful.  Without
his intervention, she would still be downstairs giving hand jobs to the
long line of eager athletes.
   She yawned when she saw her bed.  Alex was right about one thing.  In
the privacy of the penthouse, her missing shirt was less of an issue.  She
was tired enough to sleep fine even without any pj's; after a quick massage
session to satisfy her own body, of course.  She could worry about clothes
in the morning.
   But Alex had one more surprise in store for her.  Wishing her a good
night, he went around to the other side of the bed and began stripping.
   "Alex!" she exclaimed.  She got a passing glimpse of his premium schlong
as he pulled his underwear off and climbed into bed.  "You can not to sleep
here.  Go to your bed!"
   "This is my bed," he casually replied.
   That's when it dawned on her.  Alex wasn't going anywhere.  He intended
to sleep in here.  How convenient for him that she was naked and just
happened to be bunking with him.  She saw right through his ploy and wasn't
falling for it.
   "No...No no."
   "Relax, Coach," Alex reassured her.  "It's not like that.  This is the
only bed left.  But look.  It's a king bed; more than enough room for both
of us.  You stay on your side and I'll stay on mine.  You don't have
anything to worry about, I promise."
   Johanna doubted his sincerity, but was out of options.  The penthouse
only had four bedrooms.  And the other three were similarly occupied.  She
had to admit that the bed was big enough to contain them both with plenty
of space in between.  Alex's sober face indicated his serious commitment to
the promise and her fatigue made an equally strong case for giving in.
   "OK, but stay on your side."
   "I will be a perfect gentleman."
   Once in bed, her reservations melted into the soft pillow.  She fell
fast asleep only to awake mere moments later on top of Alex...just as he
entered her...TO BE CONTINUED
  
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