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She Trained The Team
CHAPTER ONEGoddamned horny old bastards, Chris Newsom thought as she dropped her dress on a chair and shook her close-cropped blonde hair. All they think a woman's good for is to fuck. She could still feel the eyes of the Russelton School Board members crawling over her body, the way they had when she'd been interviewed by the five men.Unclasping her bra and letting her full tits spring free, Chris looked around the mobile home that would be her living quarters for the rest of the year and longer. Thank God, the trailer was paid for, the salary they were giving her wasn't enough for her to pay rent for the space the trailer was on, along with her other expenses and to make payments on the trailer too.Angrily, for she had been well-aware that the men on the school board had been more interested in her as a potential sex partner than an employee, Chris shoved her bikini panties off of her broad hips and compact ass, then stalked across the trailer to the shower. She could hear birds chirping and children yelling outside, but there was no exuberance in her as she adjusted the spray and stepped under the water.Well, she thought, at least I've still got the job. They might not rehire me next year, but I've got the job until June.It was almost the middle of September, a day or two before Russelton High would open its doors for the fall semester. Chris was the latest addition to the school staff and that was why she was so upset; the school board had tried everything it could to get her to give up her post.Chris was the athletic trainer for Russelton High. And the school had no women's teams.This didn't matter to Chris. Although she was just 22, and a June graduate from college, she considered herself a professional trainer. To her, the boys she'd be working with were nothing more than assorted bones and muscles that would come in need of repair and conditioning, and she was equipped with the skills needed to make those repairs or give that conditioning."But, Miss Newsom," she could still hear old Everett Cain say, "a trainer cannot work with the clothed body. For you to do your work effectively, the boys will have to be in, at least, a state of partial nudity.""The people we practiced on in college were completely nude," she'd replied, "I am a professional trainer, by choice. I grew up in a household of five men, all older than I. The male body is not something mysterious to me, it's something that I'm familiar with. I can do the job I've been give a contract to do, and I intend to do it."She'd noticed the looks they'd given each other as she'd said she was familiar with the male body. She'd known what they were wondering; just how familiar with the male body was she? Did she mean that she was theoretically familiar with it, or intimately familiar? She'd bet her first pay check that each of the men on the school board would like to learn just how much she knew about men.Well, they could keep right on wondering, but they'd never find out. Not them, not those leering old men with their bald heads and their pot-bellies. They certainly weren't going to get anywhere with her, no matter how hard they tried.Chris wasn't a virgin. She knew what it was like to be with a man that way, knew what it was like to have a hard cock riding faster and faster in and out of her soppy cunt as she twisted her ass and heaved her thighs up to meet the descending cock. But only one man in her life had ever thrust his cock into her hot and itchy vagina, and he was dead.As she stepped from under the shower and dried herself with a coarse towel, Chris' mind dwelt on Rick Ferrintino, the boy she had planned to marry, the boy she'd bought this trailer with, for the two of them to live in. Rick, the handsome young athlete who had swept her off her feet during their freshman year in college and whom she'd gone with ever since, until he'd been hit by a line-drive earlier in the year, a line-drive that had caved in his left temple, killing him before he'd hit the ground.Things had looked so good for Chris and Rick up to that point. Although Rick had been only 6'3" tall, he'd been an aggressive basketball player, with unusual accuracy. That, coupled with his prowess on the baseball diamond, had earned him a scholarship. Then his prowess had led the team to two league championships and the national semi-finals and several major league teams were waiting for him to finish school so they could try to draft him.Chris slipped into a short robe, actually the top to a Karatist's gi, and set about preparing herself supper. She moved methodically, performing a task that had to be performed, not something she was looking forward to. Later, after she'd eaten and digested her food, she'd slip into the bottom of the gi and spend an hour doing her karate exercises. Chris held a high brown belt in the oriental sport and was working toward a black belt, the highest possible.It had been karate that had gotten her and Rick together. She had been crossing the campus when he'd ambled by with several of his fraternity mates, one of whom had decided, in his slightly drunken state, that it was imperative that Chris join them. She might have, if she'd been asked, but the boy had merely grabbed her wrist and tried to drag her along with the group. More than slightly annoyed, Chris had tossed him through the air and watched as he'd disappeared into a clump of bushes."You shouldn't have done that," one of the other males had said."He shouldn't have manhandled me," Chris had retorted."You gonna throw me in the bushes, if I grab you?" the boy had asked.Chris had looked at him calmly and answered: "No, I'm going to stand here and kick your teeth out before you can touch me if you try anything." The intense silence had been broken by Rick, who'd laughed. "I think she'll do it, Roger," he'd said. Then he'd turned to Chris. "What belt do you have?""Brown," she answered."She'd kick all five of us before we knew what was happening and not even mess up her hair," Rick had said. "I saw a karate exhibition one time and this little dude just threw a bunch of guys around like they were rag dolls.""That's right," Chris said. "The guy in the bushes'll be the luckiest of the lot of you if you want to mess with me."A moment later, the boys had retrieved their friend and gone off, leaving Chris to make her own way back to her dorm. But, in a few seconds, Rick had returned. "Look, I want to apologize for my buddy," he said. "And, if I walk with you, the next guy that comes along isn't going to try to grab you." Chris had accepted his suggestion and, by the time she'd returned to the dorm, she'd also accepted a date with him for that weekend.Within a couple of months, she wasn't accepting dates with anyone else. She and Rick were both interested in sports and the outdoors and, by the time the first semester was over, Chris had switched majors from physical therapy to physical education. She had retained her interest in helping the physically handicapped, but she was more interested in developing the potentially good bodies that often became the victims of neglect.The longer she'd gone with Rick, the more she'd loved him. Chris had thought she'd been in love before; she'd had her share of steadies during high school, and had spent her share of nights in the back seats of various cars, wrestling with her conscience and her date over how, much of an assault on her sensuality she was going to allow. Because she'd 'been brought up by old-fashion parents, and because she was good looking enough to be desired without having to fulfill the desires she aroused in her dates, she had managed to graduate with her hymen still intact, although she'd learned well what it was like to have hot and eager hands working against her naked cunt while her own hands pumped hungrily over a stiff cock and demanding lips moved from one of her tits to the other. Chris had known what it was like to cum, but die hadn't known what it was like to cum when the man she was with was one she loved.It hadn't taken Rick long to reach a stage in their relationship where he was making her cum with his fingers, only a month, if that. At first they'd been content with fingering each other, but it had gotten to be as frustrating, in its own way, as stopping had.That point, where mutual masturbation was less than sufficient to satisfy their emotional needs, was one Chris had reached before. On two different occasions, she had broken up with the guy she was dating because he had become insistent that they go beyond finger-fucking and hand-jobs. She had believed in saving her virginity for her husband and the guys had not been people she'd wanted to marry, so she'd called it quits.But with Rick it was different; she knew she'd be happy if she were married to him, knew that he'd be happy if he were her husband, and life at college had liberalized her to a considerable degree, so that she no longer thought in terms of saving her virginity for her wedding night, just for the man she was marrying. Since she had already assumed that man was going to be Rick Ferrintino, she decided that it wouldn't be wrong to let him fuck her the first time he tried to go beyond finger-fucking her till she came.To her surprise, Rick didn't try to fuck her that night. She had made up her mind to let him set the limits, to accept it if he thrust his cock into her, and she'd indicated the change in their relationship by slipping her jeans and panties completely off, instead of just lowering them past her knees. To her mind, it had been an invitation for Rick to proceed.He had proceeded all right, but not the way she'd expected. Once her jeans and panties were off, he'd slid his mouth across her flat belly and began licking at her cunt. At first, Chris had been alarmed but, within a minute, she'd been pressing his mouth tighter to her cunt as she'd drawn her knees up until they had rested on her tits, giving him complete access to her hot cunt.The next time they'd been together, she'd sucked his cock.At first, since neither of them had indulged in oral sex before, they hadn't been skilled at the acts and they'd been sloppy, providing the other with fulfillment through guess work and sheer chance, rather than skill. But, as the winter had progressed, they had come to know the other's reactions and how to prolong the other's pleasure. By spring, they could spend hours building each other up almost to the point of cumming, without letting them cum.It had been Chris who'd taken them beyond eating each other as the source of their sexual pleasure. Rick had been out of town for three days at a baseball tournament and Chris was just about to start her period, the time when she felt sexiest.Hand-in-hand, they'd walked through the budding woods outside of town, with a blanket slung under Rick's free arm. At last they had come to a grassy clearing, where Rick had spread the blanket and stretched out, pulling her down atop him as he did so.Chris had kissed him hungrily, darting her tongue around in his mouth as he'd run his hands under the shirt and undone, the hooks to her bra. A moment later, when he'd closed his hands over her tits, catching the already firm nipples between two fingers to squeeze them as he flexed his hands against her tits, she'd teased his tongue over her lips and teeth, then sucked wantonly on it as she'd rubbed her hips lazily over his, feeling the hard bulge of his cock between their bellies.Several minutes had gone past and Chris had rolled away from him, sitting up and starting to unbutton her shirt as she did so. Rick had looked up at her and grinned, knowing full well what her action meant. "Horny little wench, aren't you?" he'd asked, with a chuckle, as he'd begun to strip his own shirt off."Is that bad?" Chris had replied, sliding the shirt down her arms. A moment later, when she'd shaken her bra off, making her full tits sway before him, he'd told her it was far from being bad.They'd wrestled about for several minutes, with Rick's mouth hot on her tits most of that time. During the course of their boisterous play, he'd managed to get her jeans open and had begun easing them over the swell of her hips. Again, Chris had pushed loose from his embrace. "Hurry," she'd pleaded, lifting her ass from the blanket as she'd hooked her thumbs under her panties and swept them and her jeans over her hips and ass, down her full thighs and over her shapely calves and small feet. Rick-had gotten out of his jeans and shorts as fast as she'd stripped and they'd paused for a moment to run their eyes over each other's body, once again finding great pleasure in the nakedness of the other, although they had looked at the other naked many, many times.Suddenly, Rick had lunged at her, throwing his arms around her waist before she'd had a chance to avoid him. He'd borne her back against the blanket, his mouth hot and tickling against her lower belly as he'd worked his hands under her to dig his fingers into the crack of her ass. *Ooooooh," Chris had squealed, squirming playfully in his strong embrace.They both enjoyed playing sixty-nine, sucking each other simultaneously, but they were just as fond of taking turns eating each other and it didn't matter who set the pattern, the other would go along with it. Since Rick wanted to eat her at that moment, Chris was more than willing to lie back and let him do as he wanted, just as she'd have been happy to suck his cock if he'd swung around until she could reach it.As it was, she'd spread her feet as far apart as they'd go, opening her cunt completely to him. Rick had shifted his arms, until his elbows were between her widely spread legs, his hands under her, holding her ass off the ground as he slid his tongue along the length of her cuntal furrow, licking heatedly at the hot, wet flesh of her pussy. "Oooooh," Chris had moaned, as he'd flicked his tongue across her clitoris until it had risen and begun quivering of its own volition.In the three-and-a-half months they'd been eating each other, they'd gotten to know each other's technique well. Chris recognized that Rick was going to make her cum in a hurry and she guessed that he was as horny as she was, that he'd been celibate during his stay out of town. Although she'd never asked him if he fucked other girls when he wasn't with her, she'd always assumed that he did, and the knowledge that he must have avoided other girls this last trip made something snap inside her."Riiiicccckkkkk," she moaned, as he sucked her cuntlips into his mouth and chewed lightly on them. He'd discovered her asshole and was working a finger into her, pushing it gently at the tight anal sphincter, easing it deeper into her ass. He knew that she loved to have him finger-fuck her ass when he ate her, and he always did it.His tongue slashed across her clitoris again and again, until her head was rolling back and forth on the blanket and she was clenching folds of cloth in her hands as he built up the excitement in her steaming cunt. "Ohhhhh," she groaned, as he slid the tip of his tongue across her vaginal entrance on his way to lick at her perenium.Suddenly, he was jamming his tongue into her vagina, uncoiling it like a snake, striking deep into the hot wetness of her snatch. She squeezed her ass together as she felt her fluids begin to pour down her vagina. "Ohhhhhh, I'm cummmiinnnggg," she whimpered, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.Rick pressed his mouth to her vagina and sucked as hard as he could, drawing the hot fluids from her and swallowing them as fast as they flowed. He was rubbing her clitoris with his nose as she ground her cunt across his face while her thighs trembled, her belly rippled and her tits heaved as he made her cum again.Tenderly, he lowered her ass to the blanket and stretched out beside her, cradling her in his arms as she shook against him. It was one of the nice things about Rick, the way he made her cum and then loved her gently until she was recovered.A few moments later, when she could control her breathing, she pushed him onto his back and rolled over, drawing her knees up until she was crouched beside him. They shared a long kiss, during which he played with her dangling tits and her open cunt, and she scratched the underside of his cock, as well as stirred his balls.When she pulled her mouth from his and ducked her head to press her mouth to his tiny nipples, Chris began manipulating the prepuce, moving it back and forth around the head of Rick's cock, as she licked at his hard belly, generally shifting until she was on her knees between his legs.Grasping the base of his cock in her hands, she swung the heavy meat between her tits, bouncing it back and forth in the deep cleavage. It was something Rick loved and he reached down to push her tits together, forming a narrow cleft that his cock was able to fill. Chris remained as she was while he lifted and lowered his ass a few times, making his cock ride through the deep cleft.A moment later, she was rubbing the head of his cock over her hard nipples. Rick really loved her tits and, on occasion, would sit astride her belly and fuck his cock back and forth between them, often until he shot his hot jism over her throat and shoulders.That wasn't going to happen this time, however. Not that she minded when it happened, just as she hadn't minded the time Rick had pressed the length of his cock along her cuntal furrow and had her pass her legs under his, forming a trap of flesh with her thighs and cunt around his cock. It was exciting to do those things, but it wasn't the kind of excitement she wanted this time.Swiftly, Chris shifted, plunging her head down over his hard cock, down until her lips were against the wiry hair in his crotch. It always amazed her that she could take his entire cock-into her mouth, take it in until the head was in the opening of her throat. Rick loved it when she did that, and when she swallowed, squeezing the bulbous head with her throat muscles, his eyes rolled and he groaned as loudly as she did when he jammed his tongue into her cunt or chewed on her clitoris.He was groaning now, but Chris was already lifting her head, letting his cock escape. She held it tenderly in her hands and rained kisses on the shiny head, licking around the coronal ridge or poking the tip of her tongue at the urethral opening."Baby, baby," Rick sighed, as Chris licked greedily at the length of his cock, darting her tongue across the top of his balls, before running it up and down the swollen cock.She lifted her eyes and saw that his face was contorted with lust, that his nostrils were flared and his jaw trembling. He was going to cum in a moment, all she had to do was take his cock in her mouth and suck on it for a minute or less and he'd shoot his hot jism into her sucking mouth, forcing her to swallow hard to avoid losing any of his salty semen.Chris suddenly realized that, as much as she loved it when Rick shot off in her mouth, it wasn't going to be enough this time; that on this afternoon, nothing but a good fuck was going to be enough."Rick," she whispered, "fuck me."He stared at her as if he didn't believe what she'd said, just stared at her as she stretched out next to him, one of her legs over his so her cunt gaped open against his thigh. "Fuck me," she whispered again, rubbing one of her tits across his chest."Chris, are you sure?" he asked."Yesssss," she sighed, as he wrapped his arms around her and turned her onto her back, rolling between her heated thighs as he did so. For the first time in her life, she felt the head of a man's cock ride up and down the length of her cuntal furrow and she moaned as it excited her more than anything had ever done before. "Ohhhhh," she sighed, "yesssss."Rick held himself a little off of her writhing body as he slid one hand over her engorged mons veneris and took hold of his cock, directing it to the opening of her vagina. Slowly, he pushed forward a little, pressing his spongy cockhead against the narrow opening."Unnnngghhh," Chris groaned, as he spread her just a little. His cock wasn't much wider than two fingers and he'd had three in her pussy before, why should this invasion of her body be painful, when the other hadn't?"Am I hurting you?" he asked, pushing himself up to look at her."No," she lied, "I'm fine. Now, do it, Rick, fuck me.""Are you sure?" he insisted. She didn't answer him with words, but her hips rose, as if she were trying to push her cunt around his cock and that was all the answer he needed. Rick caught her ass securely in his hands, poised for a moment with just the end of his cockhead in her, then yanked her hips up as he slammed his body down to hers."Ahhhhh," Chris screamed as his cock drove deep into her virginal cunt. He had already ripped her maidenhead, she knew, and he was driving it all the way into her, breaching her tight vaginal passage, thrusting his cock to the depth of her cunt with that one hard thrust.Rick had been too far gone in the pleasure of planting his cock in her to hear the cry of pain that he'd forced from her depths when he'd started fucking her and he continued to work his cock in and out of her tight pussy, fucking her frantically, for he'd been on the verge on cumming.Then cum he did, and Chris had clung to him as his cock had danced and jumped inside her vagina, spewing his hot sticky jism into the bottom of the aching passage, filling her with juices that ran out of her ravaged vaginal entrance and trickled down the crack of her ass, taking her blood with them.He had collapsed over her, unable to move as he'd pumped his jism into her. By the time he'd recovered, she had grown used to the feel of his cock in her and she hadn't wanted him to withdraw it. Indeed, she'd locked her legs over his and lifted her ass as he had tried to withdraw and he'd responded, fucking her slowly, with long, gliding swoops of his cock into her cunt, until she'd dug her nails into his shoulders and bitten at his neck as her vagina had undergone a series of convulsive spasms around his cock while she'd had her first real cum, for Chris realized then that nothing in her life had prepared for her for cumming with a man's cock in her twat, filling it and pleasing her as nothing she'd imagined.Chris came out of her reverie just in time to snatch a pot from the stove before it boiled over. Her legs were trembling and her tits ached. It had been four months since Rick had been killed and she'd had no sex in that time except when she'd given in to the demands of her body and worked her hands against her tits and cunt until she'd cum. But after almost three years of fucking Rick regularly, she'd been unable to find much pleasure in finger-fucking herself. And, as yet, she'd found no one who interested her as a sexual partner.She worked twice as hard that night, kicking against the mackawari board she'd installed near the trailer until she had been so exhausted it had been all she could do to force herself into the trailer, out of her gi and into bed.When she'd awaken at three in the morning to turn out the lights, she'd lifted her hands to her face and shuddered as she'd smelled the odor of her own cum on her fingers.CHAPTER TWOIn was the middle of October, a month after Chris had started working as a trainer for Russelton High. She'd learned a lot about small towns in that month, learned a lot that surprised her, since she'd been from a big city.To begin with, Russelton High was actually a combination of junior and senior high schools, taking students from the eighth through the twelfth grades, with its junior varsity comprised of boys from the first two grades and the senior team drawing its players from the upper three.The biggest thing, though, that Chris had learned was that there was, really, nothing to do in Russelton. The town seemed to have no people her age, just students and people in the mid-thirties, people who'd settled down. There was a movie, but it changed shows twice a week and the second showing was always over by ten; by eleven, there wasn't anything in town that was open except a service station at the turnoff from the Interstate, and that was half-a-mile out of town, actually.