She tried to concentrate on what she had learned stroking a few dicks in high school. Letting one hand drop below the shaft she cupped Roger's balls tightly, getting another in a series of groans from him. She let them roll around in her hand, then pulled the sack down and away from his body. A louder groan then, and Roger's head was leaning back against the cushion, moving from side to side, stealing glances down at what was happening in his lap. Brittany's hand had never stopped pumping, and when she felt his rod get firmer she knew he was going to be shooting before long.
Placing both of her hands on his throbbing shaft, she pumped while rotating her hands in opposite directions. Her grip was firm, maybe hard, actually wringing his dick like a wet cloth, and it brought loud groans from deep inside Roger. He was bucking his hips now, thrusting them toward the ceiling, and his groaning continued from one into another. Finally she felt the unique movement from inside his thick shaft as his cum came rushing up, straining to be released. Roger let out a small yelp as his cum shot out from his tip into the air.
Several people standing in front took a quick step back to keep any from hitting them, but it wasn't needed. Although it shot out with a great force, Brittany aimed it nearly straight up. It shot well into the air, but landed back mostly on Roger's pants, still around his knees. The geyser was greeted with gasps and applause from the spectators, as Brittany slowed her pumping and brought Roger down with caring ease, pumping every bit of juice out of his shaft. Her high school experiences had paid off, she thought to herself.
Teresa threw a small towel toward Roger's deflating rod, and Brittany took it, wiping off her hands first, then Roger's dick and balls and stomach, and finally his pants.
"How was that, Roger?" one of the girls asked.
"Awesome! She has my fucking vote," he answered, gasping for breath, and everyone cheered. Brittany wondered if he really had a vote or if it was merely a figure of speech. But again, she had little time for thought. Things had been moving so fast tonight, beyond her control. But she had to admit to herself that she had fun, and she was enjoying being a respected member of the group, not to mention the star of the show. She took the glass of wine that someone offered and nearly gulped it all down. She didn't know if it was over, but she found herself almost wishing that it wasn't.
About that time her question was answered as Ben stood in front of her, unzipping, while Teresa said, "Our great quarterback, Ben, has volunteered to help Brittany show us all - a blowjob!"
Everyone cheered wildly, and Brittany's eyes bugged out. She looked at Teresa, at Ben, at everyone, trying to find someone who would tell her that it was a joke, but they all looked at her expectantly. Ben slowly lowered his zipper and took another step toward her.
"Oh, my God," Brittney thought to herself. "I have to do this? I just can't!" Then she immediately thought, "But I have to do it."
She took a deep breath, drew up all of her courage, and slid off the couch to her knees. Everyone cheered. With that encouragement she reached out toward Ben's pants and touched the bulge that was there. Another cheer. Then she reached her hand tentatively inside his pants, finding his stiffening rod. She put her fingers around it and pulled it toward the opening. When she pulled it out into the open, the crowd roared in appreciation. She couldn't believe she was actually holding the quarterback's cock in her hand, but the approval of the crowd was spurring her on now.
She looked at the cock she held in her hand, now hardened to it's full length. It was a good-sized specimen, but nothing extraordinary. It had a nice sized head and a slight upward curve to it. She enjoyed looking at it, and was nearly hypnotized by it as she leaned in, bringing her mouth close to it. The crowd held its collective breath as her lips parted slightly. Her tongue slipped out and grazed his tip as cheers erupted in the room.
She took another deep breath and knew this was it. Just get it over with. She leaned a little more forward, opened her mouth wider, and put her lips around his cock head. As she slipped her mouth down his shaft a couple inches, she flicked her tongue over the soft, spongy head. Ben's moan was heard by a few people in between cheers, and Brittany began to actually enjoy what she was doing, at least a little. Still holding the base with one hand, she moved her mouth back and forth, taking half his length in and out.
Her other hand reached up to unfasten his pants. Ben helped her, and they soon were laying on the floor. They both pulled his underwear down as well, giving everyone more of a show. Her mouth went back to his cock, while her hand took his balls, making them swing back and forth before holding them in her fingers and pulling them. There was less cheering now as everyone was getting in to watching the action. Now everyone could hear moans coming from her and Ben both. She flicked her tongue at the tip of his head as she sucked. Her fingers pushed in at the underside of his dick, along the ridge running up the length. It seemed more sensitive as she explored it, stroking with a finger pressing into it and her thumb pressing the top of his shaft.
She kept pushing her head down, forcing the shaft to drive deep into her mouth. Her tongue was licking his rod inside of her mouth now as she was really getting into this, turned on by the hard, throbbing cock inside her mouth. The crowd around her held less importance to her, sometimes she totally ignored them. Her mission was to give Ben and his hard shaft a good time. She also could feel her panties getting wet with her juices as she was getting very turned on by now. Ben was pushing into her as well, his hand on her head, starting to fuck her face with his cock. She felt the head reaching all the way back into her mouth, at the entrance to her throat, as she tried not to gag on it. She had never deep throated anyone, never even tried, but at this moment she wished she had learned how so she could do it for Ben.
Brittany was sucking harder now, and pumping faster on his shaft. Ben's hips were thrusting towards her as he was getting close to orgasm. She could feel the change in his penis and knew it would be soon. Ben breathed hard, shoved his hips forward, and cried out as his cum came rushing up and out his shaft. She took it all in her mouth, as she didn't want to have cum splashed all over her face in front of these people. She swallowed some, just enough to keep up. She hadn't let a single drop out of her mouth, and it was full of cum. A voice asked if Ben had actually cum, so Brittany turned toward the voice and opened her mouth. Cum poured from her mouth, dribbling down her chin and causing another cheer from the onlookers. Her tongue moved more cum toward her lips and more came dripping out, forming a little stream running down and over her breast. This was a turn-on for the crowd, and they cheered her for the great job she did. Brittany enjoyed their applause.
She swallowed more of Ben's cum, and more streamed down her lips and breast, as she licked off his softening cock. She hadn't let go of the base, and she ran her fingers up the shaft to force every bit off cum out. She licked the last drop off the head, and cleaned off the shaft with her tongue. Many murmurs of delight from the spectators told her she had done a good job. She reached for the towel and wiped off Ben's cock first, then her mouth and hands. She was mopping up her breast and bra when she felt someone tugging at the clasp in back.
"Let's get this out of the way," a female voice said as her bra dropped off her breasts, showing them to the crowd. At this point Brittany didn't even object. Damn, she was tired. Her jaw hurt and her hand was sore from jacking two cocks. Did she need to do the other two guys as well? She was both worn out and turned on at the same time. Her panties were soaked, she was sure. It probably showed. Her pussy was aching to be touched, but she didn't want to do that in front of all these people. If she had to jack or blow the other guys, she would. She would even enjoy it. But at this point it would be more mechanical. Just one more guy. Or two more guys. She was kind of numb. What she really needed was to go someplace and take care of herself. Now THAT would get her attention.
Actually, Teresa got her attention.
"Now for the good stuff," she announced. "Brent is first up to fuck our newest cheerleader. She's not a virgin, Brent, but she is young. Are you ready?"
Ben answered, "Hell, yes! I'm about ready to burst!"
Brent and 'Tank" were other backs on the team. They were not really stars. Unlike the other two, they had no real hopes of getting into the NFL, but they were still well-known and definitely well-built.
It took a moment for it all to register with Brittany. When it did she said, "No, not that!" Not many people heard her, and she actually wondered if she meant it. Fucking one of these guys in front of this crowd just naturally seemed wrong, yet she was so turned on by the events so far that her pussy really needed some attention. Her mouth nearly watered thinking of one these hard guys shoving one of their hard dicks deep inside her, even while she thought of how wrong it was. But overriding all of her feelings was the thought that this was her initiation. This might keep her off the squad if she refused. Surely it would not, but maybe. And she was not about to take that chance after all of the work and dedication of the last two years. And then there was the fact that she honestly felt the need to get fucked.
So it was that Brent stepped out from the crowd, cupping his entire crotch in one of his big, beefy hands, and knelt down to where Brittany was sitting on the floor. He flung his shirt off, revealing six pack abs and a large, hairless chest with bulging biceps. Brittany looked, longingly, at his masculine form, for a moment wishing she could have that body before she remembered that she was about to get it. Another quick wave of regret was washed away quickly with feelings of both inevitability and lust.
