1 comments/ 34455 views/ 18 favorites The Chosen Team By: CoachW "This is how practice will be conducted from this point forward. You will learn to be confident. First in the way you look, in how your body looks, and that will lead to confidence in how you perform." The girls stood in a line at the end of the gym, perplexed and shy. This was their first day of practice with their new volleyball coach and they had just come out of the locker room in their new practice uniform: bras and boy shorts. He had insisted that they change out of their regular volleyball spandex and remove their shirts. He was now walking down the line inspecting each girl and her new attire. "Most of you will be practicing in regular bras after today. Your breasts simply aren't big enough to require a sports bra. So I expect to see you in your padded or push-up bras tomorrow. Casey, you will need to stay in your sports bra. It's clear that you'd be falling out all over the place if we let you practice in anything else." The eyes of all of the other girls shot to the middle of the line, where the tallest girl in the gym stood. Casey stood just a hair under six feet. She considered herself to be chubby, especially compared to high school girls that always seemed so petite when standing next to her. But in reality she was just a taller than normal 19 year old who had a curvy body. Her navy blue boy shorts nearly covered her, but the bottom of her ass protruded slightly, giving way to her long, tan legs. She was always self-conscious of her stomach, worrying that it wasn't as flat as it should be. So she stood with her arms folded to cover her bare midsection. Folding her arms in that way only accentuated her large breasts, even as they were tucked tightly inside her red sports bra. Her nipples pressed firmly against the stretchy material, enlarged by her nervousness as she knew everyone's eyes were focused on her chest. "So Casey will continue with her sports bra going forward, but the rest of you will show up tomorrow, again in boy shorts, but with regular bras on. Am I being clear?" "Yes," the six girls answered in unison. "Misty, do you consider those to be boy shorts? I let each of you know at orientation yesterday that you needed to bring a pair of boy shorts to the first practice." "I know coach. But this is the closest thing I had and I wasn't able to get to the store before practice today. I promise I will have something...um...more appropriate tomorrow," her voice almost squeaking in a high tone as she stumbled through the word "appropriate". Misty was the team's best player. She had been for the past two seasons. She was 5'7" and skinny, but with an athletic appearance. She stood two down in the line from Casey, in a black bra with black Umbro soccer shorts on. Her arms and legs were more toned than the other girls, developed from years of practices and light weight lifting. Her figure dipped inward from her shoulders into her trim waistline and then rebounded ever so slightly through her hips, forming a petite hourglass shape. "What are you wearing under those shorts?" the coached asked. Misty didn't answer right away. She had been the most confident of the girls when they had walked into the gym that afternoon. She always acted assertively, but in this unique situation she was buoyed by the fact that while every other girl was wearing underwear, she at least had some tiny shorts on. She often trained and practice in exactly what she was wearing now so even though having her teammates in their underwear was odd, she had felt comfortable. Until now. "I said what do you have on under those shorts?" "I have my, um, my underwear. I just have a thong on under the shorts," she said hesitantly. "Just a thong will be just right for today. Take your shorts off. And remember to get some proper practice clothes before tomorrow." Misty swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and forced out a long exhale. She knew there wasn't really a choice her, based on the meeting the team had with Coach Wilson yesterday. He knew things he shouldn't have known about her, private things that nobody knew about. And now he was using that knowledge to force her and her teammates to practice volleyball in their underwear. "What have I gotten myself into?" Misty whispered so quietly that it was almost like a thought in her own mind. She slowly bent her knees and pulled the elastic waistband of the shorts down over her toned, pale legs. She didn't tan as easily as other girls, but she also didn't have stark white skin like some others. Once the shorts hit her ankles she struggled sneaking each shoe through the shorts. When her shorts were off, she tossed them behind her so they rested against the wall and slowly straightened her back and legs until she was standing again. She had noticed Casey's large nipples seemingly pointing out her sports bra, and now felt that her own were doing the same. Misty might as well have been naked for how she was feeling. She reflexively flexed her ass, contracting the muscles and making the "shelf" she was well known for even more pronounced. Girls and boys alike commented frequently on the shape of her butt, with perfectly round mounds that cut off abruptly and formed a tight bottom. Her thong was swallowed between her now tight ass. "That will do for today, Misty. But I'm worried that this was done on purpose. I want to help each of you gain the swagger and confidence you are lacking, but we are not here to show off." Coach Wilson stared intently at Misty's young body. Of all the girls standing before him she had the most perfect package. Soft and supple skin, a great athletic shape with definition and curves in the perfect proportion. He guessed she was nearly a full D cup, but her pert breasts looked even larger on her small body. The outline of her inner thighs framed her thong-covered pussy, with a perfect thigh gap that made Coach Wilson's penis stiffen under his shorts. His mind was thinking about caressing Misty's pussy as he slid the thong aside, picturing bald skin that he would rub and lick before slowly inserting a finger into her wet lips. She had a beautiful face too, with long brunette hair down to her mid back. She had her hair pulled back in a ponytail and he imagined her eyes gazing longingly up at him as her face bounced up and down on his stiff cock. He shook his head and blinked his eyes a few times, trying to snap himself out of the fog before he got too involved in his imagination and tented his shorts too much. There would be time for that to play out and not be imagined, but right now it was important to get the girls to all buy in to his way of doing things. He really did think he could get them to play better volleyball. But it was the journey to that end that he was looking forward to, and that he'd put significant time and effort into making a reality. Mr. Wilson Todd Wilson was an expert at what he did. For all intents and purposes he was a spy, but one with a very specialized skill set. He spied for people, for wealthy people, to get secrets that they could then use to blackmail or coerce action out of others. He started in the private sector, where he'd often be hired by CEO's of Fortune 500 companies to find dirty secrets about their wives or their competitors. He was good and that news spread fast, and eventually the federal government came calling. He was added to a hidden list of domestic spies and he was paid handsomely to collect information about senators, congressmen and women, and other influential figures. But when Todd Wilson was hired he wasn't sent after just any information. His specialty was catching high ranking officials in certain compromising situations...he was paid to dig up sexual secrets. A certain senator was getting a little too out spoken and needed to be reeled in? Todd would follow him on his next "campaign" trip, and would come back with hidden camera images from the senator's hotel room with one hooker straddling his cock on the bed and another's pussy rubbing up against his face. Special interest group throwing its weight around too much in Washington? Todd would obtain footage from the CEO's home of him role playing intense bisexual games with his wife and male assistant. When Todd Wilson was involved, whoever could pay the most money got results. Because everyone had secrets. Eventually someone found out who was collecting secrets, and Todd had to get out of the game. He was sequestered into a witness protection program of sorts, though he didn't have to change his identity or appearance. He picked a small city in Washington state, started collecting his pension from the government (as well as a few continued payments from some well to do private investors who'd used his services previously), and set out to make a new life. But he knew that new life would have to include the skills he'd so carefully crafted. He knew he wouldn't be capable of stopping his spying and "data collection". Year after year he'd essentially been a voyeur expert. He'd photographed and filmed countless threesomes, beautiful women masturbating, and couples engaging in what they thought were totally private sexual acts. Through it all he realized that he found the most enjoyment in spying on young targets. Young women in their late teens and early twenties, before age and gravity had affected their bodies. He loved their trim abs, their perky breasts, and how incredibly responsive they could be to the right touch. He'd watched so many young women hired as call girls, their young naked bodies prancing around hotel rooms, fulfilling pent up sexual fantasies. There was one night in particular that had left a lasting impression on him, one that would influence his future significantly when he was forced out of his job. He was contracted to collect information on Senator Grant Jones from Minnesota. He'd had a previous assignment on Senator Jones before, so he knew the good senator liked to play on his trips away from home, and that he liked his playmates to look young. Sure enough, as Todd powered up the hidden cameras he'd planted in the senator's room in the Seattle Radisson, there stood a young brunette dressed in a school girl outfit. From her face Todd would've guessed her to be 23-25 years old, but with her hair in ponytails and her pouty lips she could've passed for 16. Todd was immediately drawn to her chest. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra, but rather just had a short white button-up shirt tied across her breasts. But even without the support of the bra her natural breasts stayed high, kept their wonderful shape, and pushed together slightly forming ample cleavage. Todd reached down to his pants and squeezed his dick; it was springing to life already. He watched as the girl slowly bent down in front of the senator, her ass directed to his face as he sat on the bedside. Her short plaid skirt barely covered her when she stood straight up. It didn't take much bending before her panty-less ass was exposed. As she reached her hands around her ankles she spread her feet apart a touch more, and now the senator (and Todd) stared intently at pussy. The senator reached to penetrate her, but his hand was slapped away playfully. She stood again, faced the senator, and straddled his left leg. She slowly started rocking back and forth, rubbing her bare cunt on his thousand dollar suit pants. Her rocking accelerated, and she pressed harder against his leg. The senator started to lose his balance but scooted back further on the bed. She ripped off her shirt, springing her perfect globes free, nipples already fully erect and begging for attention. The senator consented, grabbing and tugging and twisting at her breasts and nipples before devouring her right nipple with his mouth. Todd focused on the girls face. Her head was tilted back slightly, her eyes closed. She bit her lower lip gently, then caressed her lips over and over with her tongue. Her mouth opened and a small gasp was let out. She was getting really aggressive with her thrusting now, rubbing her clit on the senator's leg, working toward her own orgasm. As her pace quickened, she started talking. "You ready for this wet pussy? This little girl is ready to climb onto that hard cock. I want you to feel how wet you've made me. I want that stiff cock deep inside my warm cunt. Is that what you want? Tell me. Tell me you want to fuck me. Tell me what you're going to do me. FUCK MEEEEEE!!" She jumped off his leg and fell onto her back on the bed. She stuck three fingers in her pussy and pumped her hand faster and faster. With her shoulders pressed against the bed, both feet pushed up and launched her waist into the air, her tiny skirt falling back on her stomach. She was panting and purring and screaming as a violent orgasm shot through her body. The senator stood and watched, his left pant leg drenched from the dripping of her young cunt. When her orgasm subsided she quickly dropped the senator's pants and boxers to the floor and swallowed his firm penis. She rapidly got it lathered, and probing her mouth up and down his shaft he was soon fully erect and wanting more. For the next 30 minutes they romped around the room in various sexual positions, ending with her now fully naked body kneeling on the floor, her face covered with his cum. Just as the senator collapsed on the bed, Todd pumping his own cock sent cum spraying into the towel he used to block it. He has seen so many of these types of nights that he rarely jacked off while watching. But something had been different about that girl. She looked so young, her body so perfect. He'd slept with many beautiful women in his life and appreciated their unique sexuality and beauty. But he was realizing more and more there was something in him that burned for the feel of firm young breasts and tight asses that stood strong without the effects of gravity pulling them down over the years. This girl had a perfect chest, an ass that seemed to have been molded to the perfect shape, and wonderfully flexible legs that appeared to make absolutely anything fair game in the bedroom. Todd had been mesmerized, to the point of not even noticing when he took his pants off and started stroking his cock. It was because of that night filming the senator and his perfect young slut that he'd picked Washington for his relocation. It had only been 3 months since that night when he settled in for his first dinner at a local restaurant as he tried to get acclimated to his new life. While he was waiting for his order, he glanced over at a noisy table of what appeared to be high school kids. His jaw dropped and his cock tensed up at once...someone at the table of kids looked just like the girl he'd filmed with Senator Jones. But surely it couldn't be here. Her ponytails and schoolgirl costume had made her look so young, but Todd had thought she was in her early or mid 20's. This girl, surrounded by other young people, looked to be 18 or 19 at most. But she looked so similar, with the straight brown hair, dark brown eyes...and those breasts. Those full breasts pushing against the thin t-shirt she was wearing. Could it be a sister or other relative? He didn't know, but he knew he had to find out. And Todd Wilson knew that he would find out. The Research - Misty It was easy for Todd Wilson to trail this young group of kids until they dropped their friend at her house. Once he knew where she lived he began setting up surveillance and accessing information. His unique access (though not access granted through appropriate channels) to governmental databases led him to her name and age: Misty Watkins, age 18. She had turned 18 seven months ago. And her personal bank account records showed a sizeable deposit not long after her 18th birthday. Either someone was giving quite the present that year, or she was being paid for a certain "service" she was offering. He watched her closely for two weeks after sneaking into her home and planting cameras in her bedroom, bathroom, and in the basement in the family's home gym. It became clear quickly that she was indeed the same girl he'd noticed in the senator's hotel room: same great figure, brown hair of similar length, and an apparently insatiable sex drive. She had quite the little collection of sex toys she kept hidden under her bed that she would use to masturbate to full orgasm once a day. Her favorite appeared to be a pink ribbed dildo, approximately 6" long. At night she would lock her bedroom door, strip out of her clothes, and lay in the middle of her small bed with her legs spread wide. Todd had placed two cameras in the bedroom, one filming at the side of the bed, and one focused on a more wide angle view of the room. The first night Misty was pleasuring herself he swore under his breath for not having a direct view of her pussy as she rubbed the dildo up and down across her cunt. As Misty lubed the dildo with the juices emerging from between her legs, she pinched and twisted her left nipple with her other hand. Soon the dildo was being rammed deeply into her pussy, each thrust accompanied by a quiet moan and more aggressive grabbing of her breasts. Soon her legs would squeeze together and she'd pull a pillow over her face to contain her orgasmic screams. Todd loved watching Misty's showers after she'd gotten herself off, as her perfect teen body would rest under the water. His view from above the shower allowed a perfect sight line of her D cups and firm ass. Often Misty would sit in the corner of the shower and direct the water between her legs. Eventually she couldn't contain the excitement anymore and her right hand would start rubbing her pussy again, back and forth across her clit. Soon two or three fingers would be inserted deeply, plunged in an out rapidly, her chest heaving so heavily that her boobs bounced slightly. After a second climax Misty would just rest, letting the water cascade across her chest and stomach. Once after school she had brought a boy home with her. It was obvious that they were sneaking around, that he was only in the home because nobody else was there at the moment. Misty grabbed his hand and practically pulled him up the stairs. Once they locked the door to her bedroom she lept in his arms and started kissing his neck. They continued kissing and exploring each other's bodies with their hands as they clumsily tried to get their clothes off at the same time. It looked like the kid knew what he was doing when he made sure his pants were off first, because as soon as his dick was exposed, Misty was on her knees and working it over with her left hand and mouth. Up and down his shaft she'd move her hand, while licking and kissing the head of his cock. He managed to get his shirt thrown off, but Misty had gotten so anxious to suck his cock that she was still in her bra and panties. Todd focused on her lace black bra pulling her young breasts together, the cleavage looking like the perfect bed for his own dick. As she continued to suck the boy's dick, Todd imagined her spitting on his own cock and rubbing the spit down the shaft before sticking it between her breasts and letting him fuck her tits. It was as if Misty could sense that her friend was about to cum in her mouth, so she abruptly stopped her sucking and used her left hand to squeeze the bottom of his cock. "No cumming yet. My turn first!" She dropped her panties to the floor, stepped out of them, and then sat on the side of the bed. Propping her heels up on the bed, her knees bent in the air, she waived her finger at her friend to come closer. When he got next to the bed she grabbed the top of his head and forcefully guided his face to her pussy. Before his head got in the way, Todd had a perfect view of her bald lips, spread open nicely revealing her engorged clit and sparkling in the light from her erotic juices. The boy started to lick and bite her lips and clit. He appeared to be moving slowly, and Misty lost her patience. "Faster! There...there...lick there more! C'mon! MORE!" She was grabbing his hair and moving his head up and down. She laid back on the bed, giving her more control to move her cunt under his mouth. Her body was flailing from side to side, as well as moving up and back, with her moaning anxiously. "YES! Okay...c'mon. Suck my pussy. Stick your tongue inside me! Ohhhh! I need MORE!" The Chosen Team Ch. 02 Casey Casey ended up being a very easy target for Todd and what he termed his "data collection". She lived on a large property in a large home, that had both easy views and access points, as well as significant cover areas for when he needed to get into and out of the home. She also happened to be a great example of why Todd had become infatuated with young targets. In 10 years, Casey was likely to put on weight that turned her from curvy to chunky, her breasts from ample to burdensome, and she'd likely lose confidence that often made a woman so beautiful, especially when naked and engaged in sexual activities. But at 19 years old, Casey was quite the sight. Her 5'11" frame struck quite the figure no matter the company she was in. Her shoulders were slender, and her body curved in just a bit at her waist, which stayed nearly even with her hips. Her skin was a beautiful natural tan color with a perfect complexion on her face, her skin pairing well with her brunette hair. Her ass was fit but a little flatter than you would've expected, especially when compared to her chest. Casey often stood over a crowd, but she always stood out in the crowd because of her breasts. 34DD. Todd had seen the measurement on multiple bras when he had snuck into Casey's room and gone through her underwear drawer. And he knew the bras weren't exaggerating. The first time he'd viewed Casey preparing for a shower he'd audibly gasped in his room when she removed her bra. She'd been wearing a sports bra so her boobs had been held in tightly against her body. As she slowly lifted the bra, it looked as if she strained to do it. As soon as the bottom of the bra was high enough to release her breasts, the heavy tits sank quickly towards the ground and then rebounded back up. She pulled her bra over her head and stood staring in the mirror. Her large tits sat high on her chest. Todd hadn't ever seen better looking large, natural breasts. To be that big and yet still so firm...he'd only noticed fake tits looking like that. Her nipples were large even without being excited. As she looked in the mirror she cupped her breasts in each hand, moving them up and down slightly, demonstrating their weight. Her hands looked far too small next to them, and Todd instead imagined his large hands fondling her boobs. Next she pinched each nipple, one at a time, and made them hard between her fingers. The large, soft nipples double in length and stood out firm. Todd loved the feel of nipples between his teeth. Casey's breasts were large enough that he imagined having both hands enveloping one breast as he fed the nipple into his mouth and bit softly, then licked it and sucked it hard into his mouth. Casey turned sideways and gazed at her stomach in the mirror. She was always self-conscious about her weight, and particularly what she perceived as a flabby stomach. It certainly wasn't the toned, flat midsection like Misty had, but Todd didn't see anything wrong with it. He could tell that if Casey sat down while nude that her stomach would have small wrinkles in it. But she wasn't a 5'1" gymnast. And sometimes even the tiniest imperfections could make the female body much more appealing and desirable than even the perfect specimen. Casey's body looked real. And it looked incredible. Her pussy wasn't bald like Misty's, but Casey kept the hair trimmed and well-manicured. She left only a small patch in the shape of an inverted triangle above her slit. She had large, pouty pussy lips, the kind that make a pronounced impression on tight underwear or spandex. Once she had gone to a water park, and for the first time a boy wasn't gawking at her chest. Instead he was staring at her bikini bottom and the clear camel toe as her pussy appeared to be eating her bikini bottom. She felt embarrassed, and without thinking she reached down and tugged on each side of her bikini to fix it. As she did so, she pulled too far on the left side and revealed the right side of her young cunt to the boy that was still staring. As she looked up and their eyes met, he winked and smiled. She felt an immediate wetness between her legs. She was used to boys and men preening to get a good view of her body before, but she usually avoided eye contact and tried to cover up if they were looking down her shirt or at her breasts straining against her shirt. Actually looking up at the boy and seeing him smile at her turned her on instead of making her want to hide. That was the beginning of her new way to get comfortable with her body. As she stood in front of the mirror she grabbed her phone, and posed as she took various pictures. A few close ups of her breasts first. That is what her online "friends" always liked the most. She pulled her right breast up high, bent her neck down, and flicked her tongue at her nipple. Next she raised her right leg to the bathroom counter, opening her pussy with two fingers of her left hand, and took more pictures. The same two fingers then went into her now wet cunt, and she took pictures that way with her face both smiling at the mirror, and her head falling back as if in the throes of passion. She kept a stool in the bathroom just so she could take the next series of pictures as she turned around and took more selfies of her ass. Lastly she reached around with her right hand, contorted her hips to stick her ass in the air, and entered her cunt from behind. The camera in her left hand caught it all. She quickly licked her fingers and then uploaded the pictures to the private website. Todd of course knew about the website. And about how conservative Casey's family was. She always dressed as modestly as her breasts would allow, was still a virgin, and had only started dating in earnest last year. She couldn't let her family know about the now hundreds of naked selfies she had sent to older men across the world. And Todd was counting on exactly that. ***** Jane & Megan "God, Jane. That fits you perfectly! Why can't it look like that on me?" Megan stood behind Jane and impulsively put her right hand in between Jane's legs, touching the inside of her right thigh with the back of her hand. She curled her hand across Jane's pussy and down the left leg, then abruptly raised her hand again and cupped Jane's cunt tightly. "Oh shit! What was that?!" Jane giggled, jumping a little as Megan's knuckles rubbed against her pussy. "Get your hand out of my crotch. We're supposed to be trying stuff on, not making me want to take it off." "How am I supposed to help myself with you looking like that? You shouldn't ever wear any swimsuit unless it has those boy short bottoms. They frame your ass perfectly. And that gap between your legs is oh so inviting." Megan gave Jane's right ass cheek a playful swat. The girls were in Megan's bedroom, with at least fifteen different swimsuits scattered across the floor and bed. These two had been an easy target for Todd because they were almost always together, and much of their time was spent in Megan's house where supervision was infrequent. Megan still stood behind Jane, staring at her backside and resisting the urge to put her hand between her legs and squeeze again. Megan was wearing a yellow bikini that was a stark contrast against her bronze skin. Her curly blonde hair just reached the top of her shoulders. She was medium height and about exactly what you'd expect the average active young girl to look like: skinny, small hips, breasts that were too big for a small bra but didn't fill out a B cup, toned legs, and a firm ass with enough shape to round out her bikini bottom. Her most striking features were the pale blue color of her eyes and her energetic smile. She was full of energy and seemingly always happy. Megan untied the straps to the yellow bikini top and dropped it to the floor. Her small but firm breasts loved being exposed. Megan spent a lot of time naked in a tanning bed, but it was clear from the lighter triangle on each breast that she also sun bathed outside in her favorite bikini often. She had one more suit to try on, but she got distracted as she watched Jane slip her boy shorts off. As Megan spied the sexy thigh gap again, her two hands reached up and cupped her own breasts softly, massaging them lightly. Jane turned to face Megan, still with her bikini top on, but her shorts now resting on the floor. Playfully she kicked the shorts toward Megan with her right foot, startling her and forcing her to let go of her breasts to catch the shorts before they landed on her face. "Geez, what are you, a peeper? Getting your eyeful yet?!" "I am now, for sure," Megan replied, her eyes fixated on Jane's bald pussy. "And more than just an eyeful." She laughed out loud as she pulled the swimsuit bottoms to her nose and inhaled deeply. "A perfect looking pussy and one that smells so good? It's just not fair." Jane smirked, and turned back around so she could slap her naked ass defiantly at Megan. Truth be told, she loved the attention; the female attention. Jane had never been one to shy away from boys. She'd first had sex when she was 14. But it had always seemed so anti-climactic having sex with teenage boys. There'd be a lot of grunting and groaning, but then they'd cum entirely too early and she'd be left wanting. She was just about ready to start going after older men when she became friends with Megan through the volleyball team. They hit it off and started spending more and more time together. They would talk about boys and sex and their shared search for someone that actually knew how to lick pussy right, that would take time to help them have an appropriate climax, not just use them as a hot box for their own pleasure. One late night after a party the girls ended up back at Megan's house as her parents were out of town. They sat on the leather sofa, bored and both a little tipsy from the few drinks they'd had. Jane started venting her frustration, talking about being sexually frustrated and needing something to quench her thirst. "Do you have a vibrator somewhere? Does your mom have some hidden? I've got to rub one out or I'm going to explode." For months Megan been looking at Jane's body more and more, wishing for a chance to explore it. It may have been the alcohol talking for both of them, but Megan replied, "Why don't you just let me take care of it for you? Take that damn skirt off and I'll give your hungry pussy exactly what it's been craving. You don't need any vibrator when you've got these fingers and this tongue." She raised her right hand, first putting three fingers together and making short, quick thrusts with them, and then split two fingers apart and darted her tongue in between them. Jane laughed loudly, her legs rising off the floor, and her short skirt giving an easy view of her panty-covered crotch. Megan touched Jane's right leg and gently pushed it to the side, spreading her legs to get a better view under her skirt. Then she touched the inner thigh of Jane's left leg and rubbed her soft skin. Jane went silent. She hadn't ever really entertained the thought of kissing or touching a girl. But she felt so horny right now, and Megan's soft hands felt so good against her skin. The alcohol was certainly helping relieve her inhibitions. She reached down and touched Megan's left hand that was still resting on her inner thigh. Jane grabbed it and slowly brought it up her own leg, and rested it on top of her cotton panties. Megan felt the dampness through Jane's panties and didn't wait for any further invitation. She gently pulled the underwear to one side and found Jane's clit with her thumb and forefinger. She alternated gentle rubbing between her fingers with soft pressure and pushing the clit down against Jane's body. With each change Jane's body would tense and then relax, her breathing accelerating, and her moaning getting louder and faster. Megan rubbed her fingers against the opening to Jane's pussy, moistening them before retreating to give more attention to her clit. Jane adjusted her position on the sofa and hiked her denim skirt up over her hips to give unfiltered access to Megan. Involuntarily her hips were thrusting up in the air, yearning and aching for more. Megan would push her back down on the sofa, then would spread Jane's lips apart, spreading her pussy juices all over, making the massage and rubbing feel smooth and comfortable. Megan put both hands near Jane's hips and tugged at her panties, pulling them down her long legs and flinging them behind her once they were off. The close up view of Jane's clean shaven cunt was too much for Megan to stand. She dove forcefully at the exposed pussy and opened her mouth wide. She drew one side of Jane's pussy into her mouth, using soft nibbles and quick licks to cause more pulsating and moaning. Then while her right hand continued to manipulate Jane's clit, Megan's tongue moved down and started flicking in and out of Jane's vagina. The smell was intoxicating. She'd learned to love the smell of her own pussy, and after masturbating she loved to smell and lick the juices off of her own fingers. But something about Jane's aroma turned a switch inside Megan's head that she wasn't expecting. She started licking and biting and rubbing faster and faster. She shoved two and then three fingers inside Jane's pussy and fingered her rapidly, penetrating to her knuckles each time. Jane's legs spread wider and wider, until they were stretched straight outward, her hands holding onto the bottom of her feet so she could stretch them high in the air and as wide as possible. With her fingers still driving in and out of Jane's sopping wet cunt, Megan moved her mouth back to the clit. She made love to Jane's pussy with her mouth. She mimicked motions that she had imagined people doing to her own pussy: soft bites with her front teeth, twirling around and around the clit with her tongue, and then putting pressure on it as she sucked it into her mouth before releasing and licking again. Jane's hands let go of her feet and moved to the back of Megan's head. She couldn't believe how good she was feeling. She felt an orgasm building and building and knew she was going to let go of a violent scream any second. She grabbed Megan's head and pushed it even closer to her pussy, wanting to feel more pressure from her soft tongue on her clit. A few more forceful thrusts with Megan's fingers inside her cunt and it felt like every muscle in Jane's body was convulsing. She emitted a loud scream, "OOOHHHH MMMYYYY GOOOOODDDDD....YESSSSSS!!!!" and then collapsed. She felt fatigued, totally spent...and absolutely amazing. "Um, hello...Jane? Are you still with me?" Jane snapped out of her daydream. Megan had taken off her yellow bottoms and was standing naked in front of her. Jane reached down and felt between her legs and she was moist. She still had the bikini top on. "Sorry. I was, uh, thinking about something. About something awesome. And now if you don't mind, I think my cunt is going to need a little attention." She raised her arms and yanked the top off. Her nipples were already standing at attention. She climbed under the covers of Megan's bed, tapped the side next to her, and taunted Megan, "How 'bout you climb in here, and let's see who the best fucking pussy licker in this room is." Todd watched the girls as they began kissing, their hands fondling one another's breasts softly and carefully, differently than how men usually attacked a woman's tits. He had observed that Megan was not ashamed of her bisexuality. She wasn't ashamed of much in her life, didn't keep much hidden. Jane was a different story. She, like Casey, came from a very conservative family. She had confided in Megan that if her parents ever found out that she liked girls they would almost certainly kick her out of the house. Todd knew he had Jane, because he had plenty of video of the girls from Megan's room. And he also felt confident Megan would follow suit. Because though Megan was confident and open and loving life, she as infatuated with Jane, and he knew he could manipulate her based on that fact. He looked at the screen again where Megan was now completely under the covers and Jane was giggling. He watched for another twenty minutes and the two girls were still making love when he turned the screen off. ***** Stacy Todd sat in Stacy's bedroom. He had been doing some initial surveillance of her home when he noticed the family loading up their large SUV with suitcases, pillows, and stuffed animals for the two youngest kids. He felt confident that spending a few hours going through the home wouldn't be an issue now. As the family was exiting the home he noticed Stacy in her standard summer attire: sunglasses, tank top, tiny shorts, and sandals. Her skin was very dark, maybe almost too tanned because it didn't look remotely natural. Through his binoculars he could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra as her breasts swayed slightly as she bounced down the five porch steps. As she leaned into the back of the SUV to deposit her suitcase, she bent at the waist and ass struck a striking silhouette against the background as Todd viewed from the side of the SUV. It stood out even more because she only stood 5'4" and had a very trim waist. But while her hips were also petite, her ass was anything but. Todd was picking through her dresser and he saw Stacy had a clear preference with her lingerie: thongs and g-strings only. She clearly understood what feature made her stand out, and he had no doubt she was familiar with how to present that feature quite well. This is how he started his spying on each girl, going through her room to see if there would be any hints as to what he should be looking for during his data collection. He saw that Stacy wasn't afraid to spend a lot of money on lingerie, she had 2 different dildos hidden under her mattress, and a quick look at her laptop showed she wasn't shy about sending or receiving selfies of a sexual nature. He looked through her social media accounts, and then her email history. She had an email folder titled "Dad". He looked in it and it had a string of messages from Stacy's dad. She hadn't replied to any of them. He started at the oldest message: Stacy, I hope you'll accept my apology. I must've just been so focused on work when I got home that I didn't notice you were already in the bathroom when I came in. I needed to grab some shampoo from your bathroom because we were out. I swear I didn't realize you were drying off in the shower. I just wanted you to know I closed the door quickly and didn't see anything...gosh I'm glad you had the towel with you then. Hope everything is okay. Love ya. Hey there little girl. I can still call you little girl, can't I? I don't know why this seems to keep happening. I wonder if we need to put up some kind of "do not disturb" sign or something lol. I know you've wanted a lock for your bedroom but I don't think that's a good idea for various reasons. But I promise I will knock next time I come in. I have to remember that my little girl isn't so little anymore. I kind of paused after coming in because it didn't seem real that that was you standing there naked. You're certainly mature now and a beautiful young lady. I'd like to talk to you about some things. Please don't make this more awkward than it needs to be. Thanks for listening about my concerns about your mom. It's not easy telling your daughter that her mother acts the way yours does. We used to have such a good relationship, and such a good sex life. But now we have nothing. I'm glad you are mature enough to talk about this like an adult and not be embarrassed. You remind me so much of your mom at your age that it's hard to not separate my memory of her from who you are now. She had your legs, your smile, and that same beautiful ass. I hope it's okay if your dad tells you that your ass looks amazing. I want us to be open with each other. You can talk to me about anything. We should talk more about boys. Maybe I could give you some tips. The Chosen Team Ch. 02 I guess I've got to make sure I'm drinking a bit less before we watch a movie together. I didn't even realize what I was doing until you stood up and left the room. But you've got to understand that a man has needs, and your mom isn't meeting those needs for me. The last thing I want to do is hurt her and sleep with another woman. You don't want that do you? That would crush your mother and tear our family apart. You are the oldest, and you can help all of us by taking over for what your mother should be doing. Thing long and hard about what your choice will be, because it is up to you if we stay together as a family. Stacy, I can't thank you enough for how forgiving and thoughtful you are. I promise nobody will EVER hear about any of this. I can see you've had a little experience. Not even your mother can make me cum that fast with just her hand. It certainly helped being able to look at your gorgeous body. Your mother used to look like that in her lingerie. I'll stop by the mall and bring you home a new outfit to wear the next time we watch a movie. Todd logged off before reading the last 4-5 messages. He wasn't sure how far Stacy had gone with her father, but he knew enough. Before shutting the computer down he opened up her picture folder again. He flipped through images of Stacy in various forms of undress. He stopped on one image and zoomed in. She was in her bedroom, posing in front a full length mirror in her closet. She was in her volleyball spandex and a sports bra. She was a beautiful girl. Her straight brown hair came down just past her shoulders. Her makeup was a bit overdone, but she had beautiful eyes and high cheekbones that gave great definition to her face. She had her shoulders raised in the picture, popping out her collarbones. The sports bra didn't reveal much of her breasts, but he knew from watching her leave the house that she had enough there to keep things interesting. Her spandex hugged the dip from her belly to her pussy...he imagined running his down her abs and to her cunt. She had full thighs, trim lower legs, and thin ankles. He focused on her feet and pictured them hugging his cock between them. Todd had seen a lot of beautiful women in his life, and many of them naked and involved in untold sexual acts. But something about Stacy in a bra and spandex was getting a rise out of his cock. It was almost time to see exactly what it was about her that excited him. ***** Gwen Though she was 18, Gwen was the only girl that Todd Wilson had selected to play on his A team that was still in high school. She had a very early birthday relative to the school year, so she would be the oldest senior at her school. As Todd started digging into Gwen's past, he found pictures of her from when she was 14 or 15 years old and though she could've passed for 18 even then. She clearly developed early, and developed quickly. He saw pictures on her Instagram account of her at water parks and the beach and she wasn't bashful of sharing her womanly figure. Todd dug into his bag of tricks to hack into Gwen's phone when he was having a hard time finding a good angle for her coercion. That turned out to be just the right approach. He read through thousands of texts from other high school kids before finally finding just what he needed: explicit texts from someone named Mr. Roberts. And replies to those texts from Gwen with naked selfies. It didn't take long to find out that Mr. Roberts was the French teacher at Gwen's high school. There was more than enough in the texts to satisfy Todd. But as he scrolled through the pictures Gwen had sent her teacher, he wanted more. He noticed that in her last reply to her teacher, Gwen had mentioned them spending time together in his room after school on Thursday. That was in two days. More than enough time for Todd to get his surveillance cameras in place. Todd had been busy all day Thursday, so he hadn't been able to watch the encounter live. After a short workout and shower, he settled into his office and pulled up the recording of the feed from Mr. Roberts' classroom. He'd set the cameras to record starting one hour before school let out. He fast forwarded through the last class, and then a full two hours more before the empty classroom had two people walk in. It was Gwen and her teacher. Mr. Roberts was a black man in his mid 30's, about 6'2", and appeared to take good care of himself. He was dressed slacks, a dress shirt, and he was removing his tie as they entered the room. He closed the door behind him, locked it, and closed the blinds to cover the small window on the door. Gwen was wearing tight jeans, a simple cotton short-sleeved V-neck blouse and sneakers. She turned to give Mr. Roberts a playful hug, and her head came to about his shoulders. As she pulled away one of Todd's cameras gave him a great down blouse shot of Gwen's cleavage. She had on a push-up bra that accentuated her ample breasts, smashing them together to create an eye pleasing view down her shirt. She hopped up on one of the desks and smiled. "So, what should we do now?" "Didn't you come here for some help with your French assignment?" Mr. Roberts joked back. "Yeah, I'm having a hard time getting my tongue to move the way it needs to. Can you help me at all with that?" "I saw the attention you were getting from the boys in class today. I highly doubt you need any training on how to use that tongue properly." Gwen playfully sneered at her teacher. "Boys. That's exactly what they are. I've had enough with boys. I only have time for men anymore." "What can a man like me give you that these boys can't?" Mr. Roberts asked as he stepped toward his desk, actually moving away from where Gwen was perched on the desk. "For one, they can't appreciate my, um, abilities. If any girl has big boobs and has sex with them, they think that's as good as it can get. They wouldn't know if the girl has any clue about how to please a man, as long as she has a pussy and lets them cram their small penis inside it. And that would lead us to the second difference." "Oh, and what would that be?" Mr. Roberts was feigning disinterest at the moment. Todd could tell it was causing mild agitation in Gwen as she hopped off the desk and made her way closer to the teacher. "Some men happen to be a little more potent when it comes to sticking things inside a girl's pussy." Gwen was now standing next to Mr. Roberts, on his left side, and her left hand reached for the front of his pants. She grabbed his covered penis and gave it a squeeze. "Potent, eh? Is that what we're calling it nowadays?" "Big. Fucking. Cock." Gwen stood on her toes to whisper that in his ear, but Todd's microphones were sophisticated enough that he could still pick up what she was saying. "Wow. Someone has got to clean up that language. We don't allow that kind of talk here in my classroom. You know better than that, Gwen. How are we going to help you learn your lesson?" "I've been a naughty girl. I probably need to be punished." "Is that how you want to play it tonight? You want to be the bad girl, and I'm the big bad teacher that punishes you until you learn your lesson? You like that one, Gwen. You like acting like the little schoolgirl slut who seduces her teacher." "Acting nothing. I am a little schoolgirl slut. But I don't want to do any seducing today. I just want you to take me. Tell me what you want and how you want it. You can have whatever you want as long as I get that black cock inside me." "Alright, my little slut, how 'bout you let me look at that body you've got hiding under those clothes so I can see if I want to share this cock with you." Gwen giggled and took a small step backwards. She kicked off her sneakers and yanked off her socks. She pulled up her sweater and set in on the desk next to her. She wore a plain white bra, but as Todd noted earlier what was inside the bra looked tremendous. Gwen filled her C cup to the brim, with her breasts looking ready to burst over the inside edge of her bra. While her jeans were still on she unsnapped the bra strap behind her back, and slid each side down off her arms. She grabbed the middle of the bra with her right hand and set it aside near her sweater. Her breasts were round, the right slightly larger than the left, and sat very close together on her small frame. Todd thought their appearance was incredibly sex. Usually a visible gap stood between a woman's tits, but in Gwen's case the inside of each of her pert tits touched. Mr. Roberts played the unimpressed card. "That's a nice start. Keep going." She unsnapped the front button on the jeans, unzipped the zipper, and struggled slightly to get the tight jeans down over her ass. As she slid them down her legs it revealed she wasn't wearing any underwear. Gwen looked up at Mr. Roberts, winked her left eye, and bit her lower lip. Once nude, she raised her arms out to each side, stood up tall on her toes, and then lowered back down on her heels. She did it with enough force that she got a small jiggle out of her breasts. Todd admired her body on his monitor. With her fully naked now he took in her wonderful body in its entirety...and there was so much to like. Gwen's skin was a beautiful bronze, and from the look of her breasts and bald pussy the color appears to be mostly natural with only minor enhancement from the sun. Her arms and legs appeared long and lean; she probably stood 5'9". Her stomach was so flat it almost appeared to have a slight concave curve to it, though she was likely sucking in some to impress her teacher. But as she lowered her arms slowly down to her side, Todd was mesmerized most by her chest. Her breasts were so round and so, well, tight is all he could think to describe them. Even though they were ample enough that they touched slightly, they didn't look like they drooped from her body at all. Todd got enough voyeur style viewing through his work that he hadn't been a heavy porn watcher, but seeing Gwen's breasts reminded him of porn star Dillon Harper. Each breast was topped with a dark areola that framed her nipples that were slowly rising and stiffening. Todd was viewing from a camera that Gwen was facing and right then Mr. Roberts instructed her to turn around so he could see if she was flexible enough. She followed his instruction and then bent over, reaching for her ankles. Her naked ass spread slightly the further she bent over, opening up the view of her pussy. Todd was wishing this particular camera had a zoom when Mr. Roberts stepped forward and blocked his view from that angle. But on another monitor from the direction Gwen was now facing it was evident that he'd moved closer to put a hand on Gwen's pussy, and as he did so Gwen's eyes rolled back into her head and she exhaled loudly. "You look fantastic. But if you're really going to be a bad slut, you can't just look the part. Turn back around and get this black cock of mine hard." She spun around and sank to her knees in one swift motion. She unzipped his pants and worked his semi-firm cock free. She pumped it several times with her right hand before sinking into her mouth. As she slowly sucked it back and forth, her left hand clutched Mr. Roberts' heavy balls. He began removing his clothing as he firmly dictated directions for Gwen to follow: "That's it. Rub those balls. Oooohhh, that's nice. That's really good. Give my balls some more attention, Gwen." She pulled his sack away from his pants and lowered her head, licking and sucking his balls while pumping his cock now with her left hand. By now it appeared Mr. Roberts' dick was fully erect and had to be about 8" long. Todd was interested to see how Gwen handled the length of his cock with her mouth, since he was about that long though not quite as thick. She continued to slurp at his balls and stroke his large dick when she was told to sit back for a moment, and her teacher took off the rest of his clothes and sat back in his large leather chair. "Now get over here and get this cock lubed up. It's gotta be nice and wet if we're going to fit it into that small cunt of yours." Gwen leaned out over her hands and crawled toward the chair. When she reached her teacher she raised back up on her knees. Leaving her hands supporting her weight on her own legs, she took the tip of his cock in her mouth and rotated her tongue around it several times. "You can't follow simple directions, whore?! I said get that cock wet. You better start fucking my dick with your mouth or you won't like what comes next!" He grabbed her hair and pulled her head closer to him, forcing about half of his cock immediately into Gwen's mouth. She gagged for just a moment, but then relaxed, and took even more if him inside. She came back up, took a deep breath, then inhaled his dick again. She was good. Todd had experienced a lot of fantastic blow jobs in his life, but few of the women had been able to deep throat his large cock. He pulled his dick from pants and stroked it himself as he envisioned Gwen being able to do just that. Up and down her head bobbed, taking in nearly the length of Mr. Roberts' black dick each time. She was losing her breath often, but would gasp for more oxygen then immediately get right back to work. Both hands were now wrapped around his shaft, stroking up and down in unison with her mouth. She was moving faster and faster, not getting him nearly as deep in her throat, but her hands more than making up for the change. Mr. Roberts stood abruptly, again grabbing the back of Gwen's head. This time he was clutching her hair and he shouted, "I said fuck me with your mouth! If I wanted a hand job I'd pay some cheap hooker down the road. Now suck that cock good, you dirty little slut!" He started thrusting his hips toward Gwen's face, and at the same time gripped her hair and pulled her face toward his hips. His dick sunk completely into her mouth and down her throat. Gwen struggled with the suddenness of the action and choked a bit. He pulled back, let her breathe, but then thrust in again. Soon they hit a rhythm and Gwen was used to the large cock ramming down her throat as she suppressed her gag reflect. Todd was taken aback at the speed at which she was taking his cock. Mr. Roberts continued to impale her face, thrusting and grunting mixed in with shouts of "Yes! You like that cock, whore?! You like that black cock getting shoved down your white throat?!" Impulsively he pulled out of her mouth and started pumping his cock with his right hand. Gwen sat back on her heels and heaved a few deep breathes. Her face was covered with her own saliva and the pre-cum from his cock. She felt her breasts, pinched her nipples, and tipped her chin back slightly, obviously waiting for her teacher to cum on her face. Mr. Roberts grunted loudly as he pointed his dick at Gwen's young face. Eruptions of cum shot out toward her, striking her left cheek, her forehead, then down on her neck. When he was finished cumming he sank back down into his chair, and Gwen moved forward again to lightly lick his shaft clean. "That was good, Gwen. That was damn good! Not even my black slut wife can suck a black man's dick that good. Bring that naked ass up here." She stood and turned her ass toward him. He forcefully pushed her upper back forward, making her bend at the waist. He spread open her ass cheeks and leaned forward to lick her ass. His left hand reached between her legs and felt her wetness. His large finger slid inside her pussy and she gasped. Quickly he pulled it out and spun her around to face him. He rubbed her cunt back and force, slapped it quickly three times, and said, "Don't you worry. Next time we'll make sure your pussy gets to enjoy having a black cock inside. That's what you want, isn't it? This little teenage slut wants to have a black cock inside her cunt again?" He pinched her nipples hard, then wrapped his hand around her left breast and pulled it into his mouth. Then he pushed Gwen away and stood up. "I've gotta get home. Hurry and get dressed and get going so we aren't seen together. That was good, Gwen. That was very good. You are the best damn cock sucker I've ever seen." As Gwen cleaned herself with some tissue sand started to get dressed, Todd rewound the tape and watched again as Gwen was bobbing back and forth on the large dick. He was working himself to an orgasm, longing to feel his dick hit the back of Gwen's throat. His cock started spitting cum out and he stared at Gwen's perfect tits as he pictured her kneeling in front of him. As he sat back and tried to relax, Todd thought to himself, "Thank you for taking care of the training, Mr. Roberts. But I think I'll take it from here." The Chosen Team Ch. 03 Practice The girls were jogging around the gym as part of their warm-up. Todd stood in one corner and watched them finish their ten laps. It was day two so each girl was wearing appropriate boy shorts and a bra, along with their regular knee pads and shoes. Casey was the only girl in a sports bra, yet her boobs bounced around as much as any of the other girls. He focused on Gwen and Misty, their bras barely holding their large breasts from jumping out as they jogged. He shifted his glance to Stacy as she rounded the corner where he was standing. As she ran down the court he focused at the wonderful cheek peek he was getting, her boy shorts only covering most of her ass and the rest hanging out and jiggling back and forth as she ran. "Alright, that's ten for everyone. Line up on the baseline. Misty and Gwen, you lead the stretching. We're going to be working hard today, so everyone do the stretching right." Todd moved to the back wall, behind the stretching line. He'd specifically picked Misty and Gwen to lead the stretching because that meant they'd stand facing the rest of the girls, and thus Todd too. So with every bending action he'd get a perfect view of the exposed portion of their breasts. And he'd be stationed right behind everyone else's asses. The girls were now bending over and reaching for their toes. Misty and Gwen had their hands reaching behind their ankles, bending so far over their heads could reach between their knees, clearly the most flexible of the group. Megan and Jane were trying to touch their palms to the floor while keeping their legs straight. Todd admired Jane's form just as Megan had in her room. He thought of Megan running her hand from Jane's right leg, across her pussy, and down the other leg. He walked up quietly behind Jane, tapped her ass, and complimented her on running the ten laps quickly during warm-up. He walked down the line to where Casey was on the end. She could touch her toes while keeping her legs straight, but it was a struggle for her. Todd stood on her left side, getting close enough so is penis touched Casey's left arm through his shorts. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You're doing fine. I want to see you get a little more limber each practice. As we're going to see with so many other things as we get into practice, so much of your improved performance is going to be mental. You've got to believe you are capable of so much more. I'm going to stand behind you. I want you to lean back on me so you don't fear falling, and then reach down as far as you can. I want those fingertips to touch the floor." He helped her resume a standing position and then stood directly behind her. He moved his pelvis directly behind hers, and spread his feet apart to lower himself several inches so his penis would fit right between her ass. He was wearing athletic shorts with just boxers underneath, so Casey easily felt the length of his cock against her ass. Her heart beat quickened, and being relaxed while stretching seemed impossible now. But before she bend over Todd leaned near her ear again and said, "Just relax. I want you to slowly lower your body, keeping your legs straight. Imagine me being a support to you so you won't rock backwards, and then visualize your breasts being a weight that slowly lowers your body and stretches your legs until you can touch the floor. Just let your breasts guide your body down." She leaned over at the waist, using her hands on her legs as if she was walking her body down towards the floor. Todd thought of reaching around and fondling Casey's breasts...he wanted his cock to stiffen so she would feel it behind her. The desired effect took place and Casey's mind lost focus on what she was doing and instead centered wholly on the large dick putting pressure on her ass. Her back continued to curl down, her legs still totally straight. Her fingers touched her ankles, then her toes, and then finally just brushed the floor near her feet. She bent her knees slightly to release the tension from the back of her legs, and then straightened her back to stand again. Todd stood in place, right behind her. His left hand touched Casey's hip and pulled her hips back closer to his, applying more pressure to his dick. "That was great. See how you're already achieving new things when you think of your body in positive ways, and just have a little help?" he said to her, still leaning close to her ear but not whispering anymore. His hand moved over her hip bone, to the front of her body, and his fingers traced down the bone. His hand settled there, not touching any of Casey's private areas, but close enough that her aroused state continued to increase. He rubbed her there two or three times, then backed away. Casey was intriguing to Todd. She was the only virgin of the group of six girls. From the surveillance he had from her bedroom, he also knew that she hadn't masturbated there or in her bathroom for the two weeks he had been filming. So she was by far the least experienced sexually. She also had the most body image issues. He felt he might have to move very slowly with her, but also believed she might have the greatest awakening over the next few weeks. The other girls had finished their stretching, so he shouted what drill to get started on and the girls got working. Todd knew enough about volleyball that he could run decent practices and coach their matches. But this was obviously about so much more than volleyball. Todd had witnessed many, many intelligent and powerful people over the years. And one thing so many of them had in common was 100% confidence in themselves and what they could accomplish. But his unique style of work had allowed him unfettered access into their private lives, so he could see them in ways nobody else did. And what those hours of voyeur-style analysis made him realize was that the most successful people were more confident in intimate settings than others, and used sex and fantasies as a distraction from the strains and stresses of life. Then, when it was go time, time to make things happen and succeed in life, their focus and energy were primed better than their competitors. This is what Todd was going to try to give to these six girls: supreme confidence and the ability to embrace diversions from their other activities. He felt in turn, they'd play the best volleyball they could. Todd was very open and very matter of fact with each of the girls about what this season would be like. When he had an individual meeting with each girl to reveal the secrets he had accumulated, he let them know what his expectations were, the kind of relationship he planned on having with each of them, and what the consequences would be if anyone else ever found out about what was going on. Just as he had suspected, the idea hadn't seemed all that bad to Misty, Gwen, Jane, and Megan. Even though they were shocked to realize someone else knew private things about their lives that they hoped to keep just that way, they were obviously sexually active young girls who were ready to experience more and more. Casey and Stacy were a bit different. Casey was scared and intimidated, about what you'd expect from someone raised in such a conservative environment. But Todd worked hard to build her trust and would continue to do so. Stacy was worried about several things: would her father find out, would he get in trouble for what he'd done to her, and how could she get him to stop. Todd assured her that he absolutely could help her with the last item. But he needed to know more about Stacy, her father, and what experiences she had had with men and sex. So during their meeting she explained that for a while her father had been peeping on her. She knew it, but pretended that she didn't. Then he got more brazen about it. Eventually he was touching her, grabbing her breasts and ass, and then trying to manipulate her to have sex with him. One night she eventually jacked him off to keep him from wanting anything more. Her dad had promised to return the favor on their family vacation, but Stacy had been able to keep enough space between the two that nothing physical had taken place. "What about sex with other boys? Have you sucked dick before?" "I've had sex a few times. Never had sex more than twice with the same kid. Probably four or five times total. I've given a lot of blow jobs. That's all high school boys ever want. They think if they take you out and spend $10 on dinner that makes them deserve a blow job." "Do you masturbate?" "Yes. A lot. Even though I didn't like the idea of my dad watching me when I would lay out in the sun, or try to get glimpses of me showering or changing, each time it happened I would get so horny that I'd have to have an orgasm." "Do you think your body is sexy?" "I guess so. I don't check myself out when I'm naked very much. Guys and girls are always talking about my ass. To me it seems like it is too big. It's hard to find pants that fit. I mostly just wear leggings now, makes it easier. I wish my boobs were bigger. But most girls do. " Those were some of the questions that Todd went over with the girls during that initial interview. He told Stacy that what he eventually wanted for her was to focus on her strengths much more than her weaknesses, and to use the gifts she had been given to get what she wanted in life. His first in-depth lesson with Stacy was given after that second practice when he invited her to stay after to meet in his office. When all of the equipment was put away and the other girls had changed and left, Todd let Stacy into his office and closed the door behind them. He had asked her to stay in her practice attire. He sat in his chair and gestured for Stacy to hop up on his desk next to him. He looked at her dark bronze legs. Her thighs filled out when she sat against the desk. Her lower body had wonderful curves. All of the girls were beautiful and had wonderful features that he watched throughout practice, but Stacy definitely had the finest ass of the bunch. He looked at her toned stomach that she was clearly sucking in slightly while sitting with her back straight. Her boy shorts that day were plain blue, and she had on a matching padded bra. "Stacy, the last two days of practice I've noticed that you are quiet on the court. You play aggressively which is good, but in volleyball you've got to talk to your teammates all of the time. Communication is key to make sure everyone is on the same page. The best teams are extremely loud on every point because all six girls are shouting directions and encouragement to each other. If we can get you to improve on that, I think you'll make some huge progress." He turned his chair so he was directly facing her. His hands rested just above her knees. He moved both hands up slowly, feeling up her thighs. He backtracked slightly, then rubbed his hands down her inner thighs and back up. "Here is how I want us to work on that. We're going to make love. But I'm not going to talk at all. You are going to be in charge. I want you to tell me exactly what you want, how you want it. I want you to be in charge." "Oh, I don't know if I can do that. I've never had sex with a man before, just boys. And you are...so...handsome. And, um, Casey told me something, and I, um, I'm not sure...I think you are probably bigger than I am used to." "Bigger? I'm 6'3" and 215 lbs. Is that what you mean by bigger, Stacy? Remember, we're working on communication. Be confident. Tell me exactly what you're thinking." "No, not that kind of bigger. I think your penis is bigger than what I've had sex with before." She blushed as the words came out of her mouth. "Well, then I think we're going to have to get you nice and ready then before it's time for that 'big penis' to fit anywhere." Todd smiled, and Stacy did too. He was trying to put her at ease. While they talked, he continued to rub her beautiful legs. Now his hand moved up to her bra, and he squeezed her left breast. He used two fingers to trace the edge of each bra, then dipped below one side to rub past her nipple. She was excited. She was ready. "Okay, not you're in charge, Stacy. I'm here to make you happy. I will do anything that makes you feel good, anything that you want. Be confident. And communicate clearly...tell me exactly what you want." He pushed back on his chair and it rolled just a few inches away from where Stacy sat on the desk. He took in her body again with his eyes; she looked incredible. Her hands were resting on the desk next to her legs, her shoulders hunched over slightly now. Her chest hung lower, leaning towards the floor, giving a great view of her cleavage. Her right foot was crossed on top of her left, her thighs touching. She smiled, hesitant what to do next. She was horny, that much she knew. Todd was a man's man: confident, muscular, good looking, and what Casey had felt was true, he had plenty going on beneath those shorts. But what was she going to do now? Should she just jump on his lap and kiss him? That's what she wanted to do. But she felt like that is what a little girl would do. She wanted to look more confident, more mature than that. She blurted out the next thing that came to mind. "Show me your dick." Todd smiled. He kicked off his shoes, peeled off his socks, then stood and slid his shorts and boxers to the ground. When he sat back down, his cock was rested between his legs. When it wasn't erect, it was probably about 4" long. It would double in length and get significantly thicker when hard. "Rub your dick. Make it hard." Todd grabbed his cock with his right hand and started to stroke it. After a few moments blood started rushing into his groin and his penis enlarged in his hand. He grabbed it at its base and flicked it forcefully on his left leg. He was watching Stacy, who now had her left hand touching her breast. As he slapped his penis some more, she put her right heel on the desk and moved her hand from her chest to her crotch. Three fingers started to rub her pussy through her underwear. That helped Todd get harder and bigger. "Take your shirt off. I want to see you naked. And then I want you to take my clothes off." Todd stood and removed his shirt. He had a muscular chest, built and maintained through years in the military and then working out since then. His broad shoulders gave way to built arms. He didn't quite have the detailed six-pack he once did, but he was still very trim and in great shape. He stepped forward towards the desk where Stacy was still sitting. She had lowered her leg back down. She stood up straight as Todd got close. He reached around and undid the clasp of her bra. He brought it down off each arm and set it to the side. Her breasts were small, but firm and perky. Her nipples were already both rock hard, looked as if they were trying to squeeze their way off her chest. Todd grasped her hips with his strong hands and quickly whisked her upwards until she was now standing on the desk. Her belly button was at about his eye level. He grasped both sides of her boy shorts and slowly peeled them off. He got them to mid-thigh before he stopped and stared between her legs. Her pussy was perfect, the skin so smooth, the two lips flat and leaving a small slit between them. He finished removing her panties and Stacy kicked each foot out until they were off. She had tried to play it cool, but she was horny as hell and couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed Todd's head and tried to press it against her pussy. Her cunt was warm and wet, and yearning to be touched. Ever since their meeting, Stacy had thought about Todd's touch, fantasized about him touching her body and especially her pussy. But as she tugged on his head he didn't budge. He was almost lined up perfectly with her cunt, she was begging him to taste it, and he wasn't moving. "I told you, I will do whatever you want. But I need you to tell me what to do. Imagine that I don't have a clue what to do with a beautiful, sensual naked woman." He laughed to ensure that Stacy stayed relaxed, and winked at her. "Fine, Mr. Inexperienced. I'm going to stand right here, and I want you to lick me between my legs like it is the greatest thing you have ever tasted in your life. I want you to lick my lips, then my clit, and then I want your tongue inside my pussy. Is that clear enough for...oh!" Todd didn't wait for her to finish. His head dove towards her crotch and started licking away. He flattened his tongue against her cunt and licked from the bottom to the edge of her slit. He repeated that motion four more times. He parted her lips with his tongue, and started nibbling on the right side; then the left. He found Stacy's clit and flicked it quickly, then slowly, before sucking it into his mouth. He released the clit, then slid down her cunt until his tongue could feel her opening. Stacy spread her legs out more, allowed Todd to contort his head to position himself almost directly below her and between her legs. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but he was trying to do exactly as she had told him. He entered her with his tongue, and thought her legs might collapse. She moaned and sometimes even giggled, but otherwise was quietly enjoying the attention. He moved his tongue in and out, enjoying the smell of her sex and the warm juices dribbling onto his tongue. "Okay, okay...I...ohhhhh, that's good. Ummm, I need that...uhhhhhhh...I want your dick. I want your cock inside..." Her voice trailed off as Todd continued licking her pussy. "What was that? What did you want?" he asked as he pulled away. Stacy jumped off the desk. She wasn't going to give very good directions as long as his tongue was exploring her. "I said I want your dick. I want it inside me. Lay down on the floor on your back." She was speaking quickly, her words trailing off a little bit at the end of each sentence. Todd did as was explained. His dick stood straight up. It wasn't fully erect anymore, but it was hard enough to defy gravity. Stacy knelt on the floor next to his body, first only staring at his cock, then grabbing it in her left hand. She stroked the entire length of the staff several times, her eyes wide and gaping at its size. Her mind was telling her there was no way that was fitting into her small body. The biggest dick she'd ever had sex with was significantly smaller, and the largest dildo she had ever used was only 5" and not as wide as Todd's penis. She stared more at the tip of his cock. The ridge below the head of his cock made her legs weak and her cunt even wetter as she thought about how that would feel plunging in and out of her wet pussy. She swung her left leg over his body and positioned her vagina directly over his cock. She felt the pressure of his cock pushing against her as she slowly lowered herself on top of him. She hadn't lubricated his dick with anything, but she couldn't wait any longer and hoped her wetness would be sufficient. She took in the first two to three inches and moaned loudly. She pulled off his dick completely and felt that ridge pop out of her tight twat. "Oh god!" she said loudly. Back down on his shaft she went, bringing another inch inside her this time before again pulling completely out to feel the friction and to use the head of Todd's cock to excite her even more. Todd couldn't believe how tight Stacy felt. Without some serious lubrication he knew it was going to take work getting his full size inside her. And he thought he might explode before that could happen. The way she was working herself down his dick was about as much of a cock tease as you could get. He knew that isn't what Stacy was intending, but if this kept up much longer, he was going to unleash an absurd amount of cum when he climaxed. He loved hearing her moans. She didn't have a high voice when she talked, but her groaning made her sound very young. He wanted to get more aggressive, to reach up and grab her tits, to command her to get it over already and just fuck him. But he bit his tongue, telling himself to sit back and enjoy the ride. The Chosen Team Ch. 03 She lowered herself again and again, getting just past the halfway point of his dick. She'd adjusted herself about 10 times now but could not take his entire shaft inside her. Having such a large cock spreading her tight pussy felt incredible, and she knew she was dripping pussy juices down his penis. "I've got to have more. I've got to have all of it inside me," she thought to herself. She started to not pull all the way off, just pumping her hips back and forth and slowly trying to lower herself more and more. She got off her knees and put both feet on the ground, making it easier to bounce up and down. "Oh my! Uhhhh! That feels AMAZING! Your cock is HUGE! Grab my hips!" Her speech got faster as her movements increased in pace as well. "Grab my hips! Bounce me on that dick! Plunge your whole fucking cock inside me! Oh!! Uhhhhh! Give me all of you! I need all of it inside me!" Her bouncing was quicker and quicker but Stacy wasn't getting much deeper on his cock. Todd was in a fog and was barely processing what Stacy was saying. Her pussy was wrapped so tightly around his dick that he wasn't sure he'd be able to get much deeper. He grabbed her hips, and countered her movements. When she would pull up, he too would pull his hips away. When she would settle back down, lowering herself onto him, he raised his hips off the floor and thrust himself into her cunt. He got a little more aggressive, really tugging on her hips and elevating his hips off of the floor. Stacy was getting louder, really bouncing on his cock, and Todd could feel her getting pussy getting even tighter was she was squeezing down on his dick. "Yes! Oh, oh, oh...oh that feels so good, coach." She was speaking rapidly, mimicking their thrusting against one another. At this point Stacy didn't seem set on taking the full dick into her anymore, but was building toward a massive orgasm and was moving up and down more rapidly than before. "C'mon, give it to me! More! More! Oh yes! Oh that cock is so damn BIG!" She put her hands on his chest, resting most of her weight against him. Her knees had shifted onto the floor for a while, but now she was back on her feet so her pussy was positioned for easier thrusting. "Oh, please! Oh! Please fuck me!" She leaned on Todd's chest, and he put his hands on her ass, taking the rest of her weight off of her feet and onto his hands. As he held her up he started thrusting violently, moving her petite frame up with each big thrust. Her hair was whipping around, her eyes closed. Todd's cock was making a hard slopping sound as it moved in and out of her wet cunt. Stacy groaned loudly, and then a stifled scream pierced her closed lips. He knew she was ready to cum herself. He wanted to time it just right... Right as Stacy opened her mouth and let out a huge scream, Todd dropped his hips back down to the floor, moved his hands from Stacy's ass to above her hips, and yanked down on her small body. Gravity and Todd's strength plunged Stacy's pussy down onto his shaft until she finally hit bottom...her ass struck Todd's legs, his full cock buried deep inside her. Her gasp interrupted her scream. What seemed like an eternity of silence after their voracious fucking was actually only a second or two, and then the silence was broken as Stacy screamed again. She collapsed her body forward, her tits hitting Todd's sweaty chest. He hadn't cum, so his firm cock was still filling her pussy. His hands reached down and played with her plump ass that he had admired all practice. He could feel her chest heaving up and down with each shallow breath. He continued to rub her ass, squeezing her ass together, and then pulling it apart. He moved one hand over and put his forefinger near her ass hole. Her body tensed, including her pussy, squeezing from all sides against his dick. She sat up, her chest showing her lungs still recovering from the strenuous activity. When she was fully seated back against his legs, it shifted the position of his cock inside her and she moaned. "Are you still hard? Seriously?" "Seriously." "So now what?" "Whatever you want." "Holy shit. Didn't you see I just got what I wanted? That was the greatest fucking thing EVER! I don't know what to do now." "Do you want to feel like that again? Do you want to be finished? Do you want to take a nap? This is your show. So you have to decide." He still filled her, and she could sense any little movement their bodies made. He could still feel small pulsations inside her cunt. She had ripples of mini-orgasms flowing through her body still. He reached up and grabbed her nipples, pulling them forward then twisting them softly between his fingers. He knew what he wanted and he was hopeful he could guide her to that decision. He moved from her nipples and now covered her breasts fully with his hands, squeezing them, rubbing them up and down. "I don't know if I can take anymore. That was amazing! But I want to try. So what I want is for you to fuck me again, any way you want. And don't tell me I have to pick. This is what I pick. I want to be fucked. Now." She smiled, almost giggled when she said now. The smile gave way to an open mouth and groan when Todd started moving his hips and put his thumb on her clit. Stacy followed suit, shifting her pussy back and forth, keeping pressure on Todd's hips, and his thumb that was rubbing her clit. He moved both hands on Stacy's ass, cupped her hard with his left hand, and then slapped her left cheek with his right. Each movement of her hips was sending incredible stimulation through her body. Her pussy felt extra sensitive now, almost like the sensation was too much to handle. It even felt kind of painful the touch was so intense, but she was picking up her pace. She didn't ever want this feeling to end. Todd put his hands under her ass again and pulled her up, but this time he easily picked her all the way up and off his cock. There was an audible "pop" when her tight cunt relinquished its grip on him. He carefully set her down to his right. She sat on her naked butt, looked first at his huge cock standing erect, and then down at his face. "What was that for?" "You said I got to fuck you the way I wanted. I need to get a better look at that ass." He helped guide Stacy onto all fours, facing away from him. He knew right where to put her, so the two cameras he had in his office would have the best views. As she moved and he positioned himself behind her, he looked at her pussy still wide open and stretched from his cock being inside her. Her smacked her plump ass as it stuck high in the air, welcoming him to get inside her again. When he didn't quite get the reaction he wanted, he slapped her ass again, creating a red welt. "I hope your fucking feels better than your slapping. That hurt," Stacy said. "If you want me to stop, tell me to stop." "Damnit! I keep forgetting! Okay. Stop spanking my as! Instead, get that cock inside me again and smack me with those big balls of yours that are hanging low." Stacy was looking back over her shoulder, and made a small nod towards Todd's scrotum and engorged balls. He moved forward and slowly inserted his dick. Stacy was still so wet that most of the shaft slid in fairly easily. He started thrusting back and forth, not really trying to get too deep yet. He wasn't holding onto Stacy's hips, so each thrust forward moved her little body too much. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back towards him. She bent her head down to the floor and pushed her ass up as high as she could. A couple more thrusts and he was again deep inside, his pelvis pushing up against her ass each time his cock impaled her cunt. He was pushing hard against her now, pulling her hips back each time he pressed his cock forward. He was moving enough that his balls were swinging back and forth now. Stacy could fill his balls banging against her cunt. The slapping she felt was moving her toward another orgasm just as much as his powerful thrusts were. He looked down at the small frame in front of him. The curve of her ass stood out as a stark contrast against her slim waist and smooth back. He moved his hand onto the small of her back and traced the indentation where her spine was. He was again finding himself marveling at a young body untouched by time. He pulled the hand back to her hips and increased the power and speed of his thrusts. He looked down so he could see his cock moving in and out of her pussy. He could see her tight pussy seemingly holding onto his dick each time it pulled out. He was ready to pump her young cunt full of his cum. Instead of short, quick thrusts, he started to pull more of his cock out each time, but was still slamming it back into her hard each time. The increased friction sent Stacy into another wild orgasm. Her body tensed up, Todd could see it in her back and shoulders. He fucked her with three hard, determined thrusts, and then pulled out just in time to shoot load after load of cum on her ass and down her back. When he let go of her she laid flat on the floor. He laid down on her side, close enough that his softening penis laid on the back of her leg. As she lay on her stomach, he looked at the beautiful shape her body contour made, her shoulders slightly raised above the group, her arching back giving rise to her firm ass, and then her tan legs still spread slightly. He felt the soft skin of her back before rubbing the length of her ass again and again. Stacy turned her head and looked at her coach. "How'd I do?" She smiled an exhausted, totally fulfilled smile. "You did well, Stacy. I'm proud of you. That was a great first step. You're probably going to feel a little sore tomorrow. That was a lot of dick for your pussy to take. But you really took charge. That's what was important. I want you to be talking more at practice tomorrow. And if you do, maybe we'll have something of a reward...which might turn out to be a lot like your lessons. Text me tonight. I want a pic of you working on what we practiced earlier today." Stacy stood. She twisted her disheveled hair and placed it over her left shoulder so it wouldn't get cum stuck in it from her back. "Okay. I'm going to go shower." She went into Coach Wilson's private shower in his office and closed the door behind her. He watched her ass shift up and down with each step. Even though he had a camera in there too, Todd had hoped Stacy would leave the door open. "Another lesson for another time." Team Captain Todd sat on the back deck overlooking his pool and scribbled notes for tomorrow's practice. On one page he was working on regular volleyball drills and strategies. On the opposite page he was making notes on ways to implement the "team building" that he knew needed to be completed soon. The player/coach relationship he envisioned had been established with Stacy earlier. He that still left 5 other girls that needed to be introduced to the idea, and it needed to happen soon. They had a tournament coming up in the middle of next week, just 7 days away. He'd asked Stacy not to mention their meeting to the other girls when she left his office. But based on Casey having told her about feeling Todd's dick during their stretching activity, he knew the girls were chatting about things. He needed to get everything in place as quickly as he could. He sent a text out to Misty, asking her to meet him in his office before practice. She replied quickly, asking how long before practice. Todd wasn't sure how to answer that. He obviously would want a lot of alone time with Misty, as she was impetus behind him creating this new life for himself. But he also couldn't risk becoming too occupied and being late to practice. This would just have to be a quick chat. "20 minutes," was his reply. Misty said she'd be there. Todd's phone buzzed again five minutes later. He pulled up a message from Stacy: "Doin' work." The short messages accompanied an image of an underwear clad Stacy in a squat position. She played what was known as the defensive specialist position. She had to be constantly in a squatting position, ready to react to a ball hit to their side. Todd had told her in practice that she needed to make sure her butt and legs were stronger, able to withstand hours of hard work on the court. "How ya feeling?" he replied. "Okay. Sore. Definitely sore. But in an oh so good way! Thanks, Coach!" She sent another pic, this time a close up of her lips, pouty and he assumed making a kissing pose. He wasn't sure he was going to be able to handle the texting and snapchats and other things young people did. But he remembered that these were just 18 or 19 or 20 year old girls, still very young, and so that was going to come with the territory. He thought about sending a pic back of him gripping his penis, with a "No, thank you" message attached. But he worried that things could easily escalate to then sending out an invite to come to his place. Stacy had had her way with him today. He needed to conserve himself for five other girls, too. About thirty minutes before practice there was a knock on Todd's office door. He had two big windows in his private office, but they were mirrored on the outside, allowing him to see out, but nobody to see in. He looked up from his desk to see Misty standing at the door. She was wearing a thin white tshirt and the same soccer shorts she had on at the first practice. It was easy to see that under her white shirt was a bright red bra. He admired the profile of her figure for a moment and then stood to open the door. "Hey Misty. Thanks for coming in early. Have a seat." He motioned toward a large leather recliner. His office was large. The volleyball league charged these girls a lot of money to participate, and it meant over time the coaches had ended up with some pretty nice private areas. "No problem, coach. What's up?" She sunk back into the comfortable chair, crossed her right leg over her left, and folder her arms across her stomach. Her short shorts rode up her crossed leg, and Todd noticed the bottom of her boy shorts peeking out. "I know I've put each of you on this team in a very unique situation, to put it mildly. Now that we've gotten things going, I wanted to meet with each of you individually again to emphasize what I'm hoping to accomplish with this team and how we are going to get it done." He continued, "You have been the best player in this program for two years now. Even when you were one of the younger players. And based on my years of psychological profiling and data collection on various successful people, I know why that was. Aside from your natural ability, you also cultivated a true confidence in yourself that bled into every aspect of your life. You know exactly who you are, what you want, and aren't afraid to do what it takes to get it. Tell me about how and why you got the job you have right now." "Well, I needed money to be able to keep paying for this league. My parents aren't rich. They told me if I wanted to keep doing it, I had to pay for it myself. I worked some crappy jobs in restaurants but hated it. I asked my older sister what she had done to earn her money and she said she could get me in touch with someone that would let me get paid for having sex. I couldn't think of anything possibly being a better deal than that. So I interviewed, the lady liked me, and started hooking me up with jobs. After a few, I guess her clients liked me a lot, so she started setting me up with higher profile guys. They pay a lot, especially for someone as young as me. So it boils down to me liking sex, and needing money." "What did your parents have to say about it?" "My parents don't have much to say about anything. They work, spend time together, or sleep. For all intents and purposes, they don't have two daughters." "I intend to make this volleyball team more successful than it ever has been before. To do that, I want the other five girls to achieve in their personal lives what you've already reached. I think by doing that, while continuing to work on our on-court skills, we can help each of them reach their potential. To do that I'm going to need your help. I'd like to ask you to accept the position of team captain, understanding that there will be unique challenges and demands if you accept." "Like what kinds of demands?" "For starters, I need you to quit your current job. I am willing to subsidize you with a monthly salary equal to what you've been receiving for having sex. Then there will be special team activities and player development opportunities that will require your help." "How could you afford to pay me? I was only doing two or three jobs a month, but I was making really good money. I can't afford to not have that." "Don't worry about the how. Just know that I have done alright for myself and have some disposable income I can use." "Okay. But, um, those jobs weren't just about the money, either." "I understand that. Remember, I watched you and the good senator. From that video, I would say the money was likely a secondary factor for you. I'm hopeful that I would be able to help you in that regard as well. I will make it well worth your time." "Is that what your meeting with Stacy was about? I waited in the gym for about thirty minutes after she went into your office and she still hadn't come out." "Stacy needed some one-on-one training, some extra attention to help her catch the vision of what this team will be about. I think it went very well. I think those kinds of things could go even better with your help. I'm asking you to trust me. Give me one, maybe two months. Then if you want to go back to getting your money the way you are now, you're welcome to do that." Misty uncrossed her legs and set both feet on the ground. "Okay. I'm in. What do I need to do?" "For now, just keep working hard in practice. There will be times I make odd requests, things to make the girls feel uncomfortable. I need you to lead out, to accept the requests easily and fully. We will start today in practice. And then if you are available, I'd like to have you over to my place tonight. We need to make plans, and I need to get you your...payment." Todd and Misty made small talk about the drills to be done in practice that day then both stood to head to the gym. Misty asked if Todd would mind if she left her back and clothes in his office during practice. He said it would be fine, pointing toward the shower in the opposite corner of the room, saying she'd be welcome to use it any time she wanted. He would have an extra key made that she could use. Misty started to undress as her coach talked. She pulled off the white tshirt, revealing the red bra Todd had noticed when she was standing outside his door. She dropped her shorts to the floor and stepped out of them. She turned and bent over to place her shirt and shorts in her gym bag. As she bent over the bottom of her ass peeked out of her boy shorts, not more than a few feet from Todd. He thought of that perfect body being at his house later that evening and his penis jolted to life. Misty walked toward his office door and brushed her left hand across his crotch. "C'mon coach, we don't want to be late." Practice started with the same warm-up routine used every day. Todd noticed that Stacy had come with her most revealing bra and short combo yet. She made eye contact with him several times during her laps around the gym, a glint in her eye that hadn't been there previously. When the girls lined up for stretching, she was at the far right of the line of 5 girls, as Gwen was the only leader today. Todd shifted his focus from the five tight asses bending over to Gwen's cleavage as she again wrapped her hands around her ankles. He walked to the end of the line where Stacy was bent in half. Todd crouched down next to her and whispered, "I want to see your best practice ever today. Prove to me that you're strong, and that you're confident. Because the cock between my legs is telling me that I definitely need to give you a reward." The Chosen Team Ch. 03 Todd stood up and patted Stacy's behind, but then followed with a second swat, this time with an upward swing and right between her legs. Stacy held her stretch and smiled. Todd moved down the line, admiring the beautiful sight before him. He got to the opposite end where Casey was again. She was reaching for the floor, but like the day before wasn't quite reaching it without help. Todd got behind her, pressed his cock firmly between her ass, and prodded her to reach further and further. He pulled her hips back into his, and then moved them back and forth a few times. Casey couldn't believe the feeling. She stood straight and Todd slipped to her side. "Great job, Casey. Getting better every day. Keep it up." Today was serving day. Todd planned to send the girls home with tired and sore shoulders. He divided them into teams: Misty, Megan, and Stacy on one side, Jane, Gwen, and Casey on the other. He knew Misty and Jane were the best servers on the team, Stacy and Casey the weakest. After having them warm their arms up with several serves, he had the two teams go to opposite ends of the court. And then he explained the rules of the contest they were about to have: "I've noticed in practice that you each hit a lot of easy serves, thinking that if it goes in that is enough. That isn't enough. I want you to hit serves with confidence. I want it to be a weapon. So here's the rules: If your team hits a serve that the other team cannot control, you get a point. If you hit a serve and it goes out, or the other team retrieves it, you remove either your bra or your boy shorts. You can earn your bra or shorts back by serving a winning serve your next turn. If you so choose, if you are missing an article of clothing and get a winning serve, you can choose to earn a point INSTEAD of getting your bra back, as an example. At the end of the drill, the team with the most points, wins." "Wins what?" Megan asked. "Just wins." Jane served first and placed the ball perfectly in front of a diving Megan. Jane smiled and winked at her. Next up for the other team was Misty. She was easily the best server on the team. She could hit the ball with pace and/or place it anywhere on the court she needed to. She tossed the ball in the air, smacked it hard...right into the net. Todd watched her reaction, but Misty never looked over at him. She shrugged her shoulders, and then reached for the clasp to her bra on her back. She turned to toss it past the baseline and then spun back around to face the other girls. All eyes in the gym were on her naked breasts. Most of the girls had seen them before when changing or showering in the locker room, and Todd had obviously gotten an eyeful, but brazenly baring them here in the gym caused everyone to pause for just a moment. "C'mon. I don't know what the rest of you did to get roped into being on this team. But I'm guessing looking at my boobs doesn't even come close to describing it," Misty said to everyone. Then turning to look at Megan and Misty she said, "Let's focus. I want to win. No more mistakes." Todd was proud of his new captain. She'd taken the initiative to take that first step so it would be easier for the rest of the girls. Gwen was next. She launched a fast serve right at Stacy. It bounced off her arms and off the court for an ace; another point for team #2. Megan served next and got her team's first point. The team point didn't count as a chance for Misty to get her bra back; she had to get service winner herself. So she continued to be the only braless player on the court. Her nipples were hard now. As she crouched and bent over to receive Casey's serve she also formed her arms in a receiving position, which meant her arms extended with the elbows closing together. Her naked breasts were squeezed between her upper arms. Casey froze before her serve as she gaped at Misty's cleavage. She moved her gaze to Stacy, visualizing where she would hit her serve. She couldn't go near Misty...too distracting at the moment. The ball left Casey's hand and fluttered slowly across the net. Stacy got into position easily and returned the ball with a perfect pass. Casey's shoulders dipped. In her mind she was disappointed she missed the serve, but she knew she was a weak server. She was certainly nervous about removing any more clothing when all she had on currently was her lingerie. Todd had noticed that Casey had worn what appeared to be a new, matching set of lingerie today. "It's okay, Casey. You'll get 'em next time," Jane chimed in with encouragement. But it was weak and quiet. Everyone knew Casey was the shyest of the bunch, and they didn't know how she'd react to having even less skin covered. Casey was no stranger to seeing herself naked. And she had made her naked body available to plenty of other strangers to gawk at and masturbate over. But she'd never been naked or uncovered in front of other people, in person. "Hey, Casey. It's not a big deal. We've all seen boobs before. Maybe not as big as those melons, but don't worry about it. Just take it off, and then get your point back next time." The team captain was trying to help things move along. Casey looked across the net. Misty grabbed her own tits and shook them up and down with a smile. Casey grinned, and before she could think of it anymore, raised her sports bra quickly over her head. She grabbed the front of each breast and pulled them into her body. She suddenly felt cold, her body shivering. Next she folded her arms, trying but failing miserably to hide her huge tits. "What are you covering those things up for, Casey? Those are the best looking boobs I've ever seen! Well, tied for the best, between you and Misty." The gym was full of giggling at Megan's comment. It helped Casey relax, and she put her arms back down her side. Stacy grabbed a ball and took a deep breath. She tried to hit a deep serve, into the far corner of the opposite side. But the ball had so little pace on it that Gwen returned it easily. Jane and Casey shouted and raised their arms triumphantly. As Casey did so her breasts bounced up and down. She grabbed them quickly, but had to relinquish her grip when she saw Jane coming at her. Jane leaped in the air, aiming for their typical chest bump celebration. Casey dropped her breasts, but not having time to jump, just leaned into Jane. Again the gym was filled with laughter. "That was awesome!" Jane yelled. "It's like jumping into a pillow when those beautiful things aren't smashed into a stupid bra!" "Alright, Stacy, no more checking us out. Your turn," Misty said to her teammate. "Well there's no way I'm going to compete with you two." Stacy reached one leg up and took her shoe off, then the other. She grabbed the waistband of her shorts and slowly dragged them over her plump ass. She joked around she struggled to get them down her thighs, and then finished removing them. She sat on the gym floor, one knee high in the air as she put her shoe on, and then the same with the other. She had purposely directed her body right at Todd so he got a perfect view of her crotch as she tied her shoes. She stood and got ready to receive another serve. Instead of doing the same, Megan stared in her direction and simply muttered, "Hot damn!" The game continued with back and forth scoring from each side. At one point each girl had their bras removed. Stacy was the first girl to be naked, other than her socks and sneakers. The girls got comfortable with the drill faster than Todd had imagined they would. New cheers and taunts were used after points. Casey and Gwen would shimmy their tits across each other after winning a point. While she was nude, Stacy was turning her back to the other team and spanking her ass with her left hand when she'd score a rare ace. But what Todd was most pleased with was that the girls became more concerned with winning, with keeping points, than getting their lingerie back on. Casey and Gwen tried to keep their shorts on as much as possible, likely because they were the only girls who weren't completely bald between their legs that day, and Misty had pointed it out. But when Coach Wilson called for the drill to be over, each girl had her bra off, and Stacy, Casey, and Jane were nude. Misty, Megan, and Stacy celebrated their win with a big group hug as they jumped around in a circle. Misty and Megan spanked Stacy's nude ass, and playfully pinched one of Misty's nipples. Casey and Jane both pulled on their shorts, but left their tops off. The losing trio stood side by side, Gwen and Casey's breasts keeping Todd's attention even as the winning team continued their cheering. "What do we win, Coach?" Misty asked. "You get to win. Just like I said. But I liked how competitive everyone was. Huge step in the right direction. So I wasn't going to affix a prize or punishment to the drill, but I think I will now. Winning team gets to decide what the losing team's punishment is." The three winners huddled and chatted for just a few seconds. Then Stacy turned back to Todd and said, "We think they should run lines while naked." Coach Wilson consented to the punishment, and the three that lost the drill again stripped naked and laced their shoes back up. Running lines consisted of running up and back across the gym floor, having to reach down and touch lines at certain intervals. The punishment wasn't anything outrageous. Even though the girls had just crossed a huge line in getting more comfortable with one another, Todd wasn't expecting anything overtly sexual to be doled out just yet. Gwen, Jane, and Casey lined up on the baseline, and at the sound of the whistle they started their run forward. The sexual tension in the room was clearly being released most easily through laughter, as the girls all giggled in unison one more time when Casey started her laps and her breasts thumped up and down. After reaching down for the first line, she ran the rest of the time with her hands over her breasts to control their movement a little. Gwen reminded Todd of an old Baywatch babe running across the beach. Her body looked so perfect that it seemed she was moving in slow motion. He moved to adjust his vantage point, wanting more to see the girls' asses and gaps between their legs as they bent over. When Jane tapped a line, Todd imagined his cock tapping her pussy from behind. When the girls finished, Todd congratulated them on their determined work that day, and said he hoped they would respond to his challenges just as well the next practice. He promised them that in their first tournament next week they were going to see drastic improvements if they kept it up. He specifically called out Casey in front of the others and commended her. He noticed she didn't put her sports bra back on before zipping up her jacket. Misty had to run back to Todd's office to grab her gym back, and as the other girls were leaving he reminded Jane to stay behind. When they had been stretching, he'd mentioned to them again that he wanted to take time to meet with each of them individually before the tournament trip next week. He'd asked who could take care of the meeting that night and Jane said she could. They made their way back to his office. Misty had her bag over her left shoulder and was closing the door behind her. She smiled at Jane, then whispered in Todd's ear: "Save something for me. Remember, you owe me." She gave Jane a big hug on her way out and complimented her on how well she had done in practice today. Before running off she stepped back from Jane a bit and said, "I am so jealous of how flat your stomach is. Only in my dreams could I look that good. See you tomorrow." Misty was going to make a perfect captain. Todd sunk down in the recliner this time, and motioned for Jane to sit in his desk chair. She sat with her legs spread slightly. She was still in just her lingerie. She sat up straight, not leaning on the back of the chair. That allowed for her to keep her stomach perfectly flat, with her small chest puffed out as much as possible due to her perfect posture. Jane might've had the best legs on the team. They were thinner and not quite as toned as Misty's or Gwen's, but they were long and lean and a perfect color. As she sat in front of him, Todd admired their great shape, including a beautiful taper down to her ankle. Her brown hair was done up in a messy bun on top of her head. Jane almost always wore her hair up. "How do you think practice went today, Jane?" "Okay, I guess. It was fun, that's for sure. I still kind of can't believe I got totally naked. I'm embarrassed thinking about it now, but at the time it didn't seem like a big deal." "Do you have any idea why I think drills like that are going to end up helping you in volleyball?" When Jane shook her head no, Todd gave the same talk he'd given Misty and Stacy and was going to give the other girls. He finished by saying, "When this season is over, you're going to recognize how sensuality and sexuality, and how you treat those things in your life, really engages and improves everything else you might be doing. Are you ready for your individual lesson?" "Uh-huh," was all Jane could muster. Todd was wearing a compression t-shirt that accentuated his muscular build. He knew from posters and magazines that were in Jane's room that she found guys with his body type attractive. And after the excitement of practice he didn't want to take too much time talking. He felt Jane was ready for whatever he had in mind, and that prediction was validated when he motioned for her to come towards the recliner and she jumped right up and stood in front of him. He moved forward so he was sitting on the edge of the chair. His face was positioned just below Jane's bra. He reached around, grabbed her butt and pulled her forward. As he started kissing her flat midsection, he squeezed her ass. Jane hummed quietly. He reached up with his left hand to fondle her bra-covered breast. It was small but firm. He could even feel her nipple pushing up against the material. He continued caressing her stomach with his kisses while reaching for her ass crack with his right hand. He put one finger between her cheeks and moved it up and down. He left it near her ass hole and applied just the slightest pressure. Jane jumped slightly and leaned forward, having to put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. Todd moved both hands to the side of Jane's face and pulled her in for a deep embrace. Her lips were full and soft and she welcomed his tongue into her mouth. Todd bit her lower lip softly and then resumed kissing her. He reached to the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Grabbing Jane's waist he leaned back into the recliner and pulled her on top of him. She spread her legs and moved her knees to each side of his body. Jane was kissing and licking Todd's neck and upper chest while he struggled for a moment to remove her bra. Once it was off he took each nipple between a thumb and forefinger and twisted. Her nipples were long and skinny. He put one in his mouth and whisked it around with his tongue. Jane's body tensed up, and it seemed she was trying to push her lower body down further into the chair and into his lap. His dick was hardening, so she was no doubt feeling it push against her crotch. Some sucking and biting on her other nipple, and then Todd lifted Jane off the chair and rested her on her feet standing in front of him again. She took her shoes and socks off, then Todd sat back and just admired her lean body. Her trim waist and long legs were stunning. He imagined being able to lift her with ease, then lowering her down on his cock, her back against a wall as he pounded her pussy. His strong hands grabbed her torso and rotated her in front of him. "Pull down your shorts. Slowly." Jane bent her knees slightly, then bent at the waist, and pulled her panties down, slowly revealing to top of her ass. Todd quickly put his hands up on both sides of the exposed flesh. As she continued her downward tug, her full ass was just inches from his face. He was finally close enough to touch the glorious gap between Jane's legs he had admired previously. Her hips weren't particularly wide, but the shape of her skinny legs made for a perfect cunt dome rising between her inner thighs. Her turned his hand so his palm was facing up and cupped her pussy. His fingers reached inside her lips and fondled her clit. Jane stopped moving with her shorts just below her knees. Todd pulled his hand back, then spread Jane's legs more. His fingers were wet now, and he pressed one inside her. She bent over more and exhaled. He moved his finger back and forth and Jane's body started to rock with the movement. He steadied her with his left hand on her ass, and then inserted a second finger. She was tight, but definitely had a more "experienced" pussy than Stacy. He leaned forward and bit down on her ass, then swatted it with his left hand. He pulled his fingers out and stood, quickly stripping off his remaining clothes. Jane stepped out of her boy shorts and turned to face Todd. Her eyes widened and she let out an audible gasp. His cock was nearly fully erect. The view of her legs rounding into her sweet cunt had gotten Todd excited very quickly. Jane grabbed it first with her right hand, and then her left. She wrapped both hands around the long shaft, mesmerized by its size. She leaned over, bending at her waist, and put the head of Todd's dick in her mouth. She sucked hard on it for a few seconds and then slowly pulled her mouth away, triggering a "pop" when her mouth set his cock free. She continued to gently rub his cock with both hands, before reaching up to feel his chest. She stepped on her toes for another deep kiss, then tried to direct Todd back to the recliner. When he consented and sat, she knelt on the floor in front of him and started working his stiff dick with her mouth. She wasn't aggressive, but she wasn't tentative either. She knew what she was doing. She spit on his cock twice and rubbed up and down his shaft with both hands. Then as she started inhaling several inches into her mouth, her left hand continued rubbing it while her right hand started fondling his balls. Todd had a mirror set up at a perfect angle from his recliner and he watched Jane's naked body as it shifted around slightly as she continued her blow job. He felt her hand move away from his balls, and then saw in the mirror as she reached down between her thighs and rubbed her clit. She rubbed it slowly, almost thoughtfully, not needing or wanting to aggressively stimulate herself. She continued fucking his dick, bobbing up and down, taking about 4" of him in at a time. Her inability to deep throat was offset by her wonderful work with her left hand. She kept his entire cock stimulated at all times. When she needed to catch her breath, she'd sit back on her heels and would use both hands to pump his cock rapidly. He knew that, notwithstanding how incredible her mouth felt wrapped around his cock, he wanted to be deep inside her cunt. He felt the urge building inside, and his focus shifted to prepping her pussy for his long dick. He gripped her wrists and guided her to a standing position again. He sat toward the edge of the recliner and surprised Jane as he strong arms gripped her legs just under her ass and raised her in the air. She raised her legs to help her balance, which made it easy for him to position her with her thighs resting on his shoulders, her moist cunt right in front of his mouth. He voraciously attacked her pussy, licking and biting like a man that hadn't eaten for days. Jane was pumping her hips still held in the air by his hands. Her mind was lost in a world of passion and pleasure, amazed at what it felt like to be manhandled by a man instead of being experimented on by a young boy. She reached up and let her hair down, shaking long hair down across her shoulders and then pulling it all behind her back. She moaned loudly, feeling too good to do much else. Todd pulled her closer and closer, until it felt as if his entire mouth was inside her cunt. Her sucked hard and fast at her clit. Jane was gyrating against him faster and faster, and was moaning louder and louder. Todd stood, still holding Jane's pussy against his face, her body now elevated high above the floor below. He slowly lowered her down until her ass hit his desk, then laid her back flat against the cold desktop. The Chosen Team Right then her right leg came off the bed and rested against his left shoulder. She kicked her leg straight, forcing him back. He stumbled backwards off his knees but didn't fall completely. Misty pounced off the bed next to him, and shoved both of his shoulders down until he was lying flat on his back. "I want that cock in my cunt now!" she yelled. She wasn't angry. She was hungry. She spread her legs over his body and lowered her cunt onto his dick. The full length of his penis was swallowed quickly, and immediately she was bouncing up and down. Her head tilted back and both hands ran through her hair. Her eyes were open, staring at the ceiling. She wasn't lost in the moment yet as she had been with the senator. Her hands moved down from her hair to the top of each breast. Her palms rested there, above her nipples, settling on the emerging mounds as she continued to rise and then drop forcefully on his dick. It might as well have not been attached to anyone or anything right now. For Misty, the boy was for all intents and purposes invisible. His cock is what she needed, and she was using it to get what she wanted. Todd could hear her wetness smacking against the boy she was riding each time she smashed against his cock. Now Misty was groping the bottom of her breasts, bouncing them up and down, exaggerating their movement with each thrust. She was almost there; so close to it..."Uhhhh...mmmmmm...yes! Ohhhh yes!" But then the boy's body stiffened, and he unloaded his cum inside her. Almost immediate panic came over Misty's face. Not because her cunt was full of some kid's cum. But because he had climaxed before her. Off his softening dick she leapt. She reached under the bed and pulled out her box of toys and grabbed the first thing she touched. It was a black vibrator with a clit massager. She flipped the switch, laid back on the ground, and stuck the vibrator as deep into her cunt as it would go, pushing the top arm tight up against her clit. Her body writhed in enjoyment, her legs twisted and contorting as she moaned and moaned. For three to four minutes it went on until she screamed in delight and collapsed. The boy had been watching, and then quietly mumbled, "Hey, um, Misty. Sorry about that. I tried to hang on longer, but man, you were incredible." "Don't worry about it. I feel awesome now. You better get going. My mom will be home any minute." He put his clothes back on and ran out of the room and house. Misty didn't move. She stayed on the floor, nude, wet between the legs, and her chest still heaving from long, deep breathes. Todd looked at her, imagined the smell emanating from between her legs, and his mind started putting together the final pieces of his plan. During Todd's research into Misty's life he found that outside of sex and dildos and orgasms, her other passion was volleyball. She played on a club team with other girls her age. It was a league that allowed players between the ages of 16-20, and the team was often broken up to an A team and B team, the A team having the better players. Todd knew he could exploit this angle because he had played volleyball when he attended his private high school. After creating a false resume, he approached the president of the club team and said he wanted to coach. He knew from surveillance of Misty and her friends that the coach of the A team had recently moved and that there was an opening. He explained that he'd made a lot of money in real estate and now just wanted to do something he felt passionate about, so he'd coach for free. The club president was ecstatic since funds were short and accepted him. He went over the list of girls that had signed up to play that year and gave the president the list of names that he wanted on the team: Misty, Casey, Jane, Gwen, Megan, and Stacy. "But we have two girls that played on the A team last year and are definitely two of our best, and they aren't on your list," the president commented. "These are the 6 girls that I can turn into the best team. These are the ones I want on the A team. And we will hold closed practices. None of the other girls or coaches will attend. They will all focus on getting better as the B team. I will have a meeting with these girls in one week to go over our plan for the season." Todd had selected the group of 6 for very specific reasons. 1) They were all 18 years old or older, and 2) He had done scouting work on every girl over 18 in the program, and these were the six that he found had significant secrets. And he would need the proof he'd gathered about those secrets in order to run this team the way he intended. He would meet with each girl individually, show them what he had found out about their private lives, and then give them the option to stay on the team and cooperate with the way he was going to coach, or he'd make their private activities very public. Based on what he had found, he knew he was going to be very persuasive.