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Coming First At The Olympics

Coming First At The Olympics

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MARLON:

Marlon had dreamed of the Olympics his whole damn life.

Growing up in London and realising he was so much faster than his peers he had set his goal right there and then.

And now he sat in his room, crushed, angry and beyond disappointed.

All years of training, early starts, grinding his ass off... All over with a false start before he'd even officially set foot on the hallowed 100m straight.

Crushed.

SYDNEY:

"Hey Ronda, wait up..." Sydney called after her teammate.

"Hey girl!" she greeted, catching up.

"Say, do you remember that Brit we were hitting on last night," she asked in her distinctive Southern accent.

"No? Why? What's happened?" Ronda responded, "Nothing serious I hope?" a look of concern creasing her face.

"That was one fine looking black man!" she added, laughing as she parroted back Sydney's words from last night, gently mocking her friend's soft accent.

Syd's treacherous brain suddenly flashed an image of the "fine black man" unbidden into her mind, all muscle, broad, tall and powerful.

"Yeah well, looks like the guy just crashed and burned his qualifier, false start out the gate, disqualified, gone," Sydney filled her in.

"Oh man, that must suck! Imagine that?" forgetting that Syd didn't have to, Syd herself having suffered the same at the Worlds 200m final two years ago.

A race she was heavily favoured for.

And no wonder, Her 5"7 frame was writhed in lean muscle that flexed and popped with her every movement, the light played off her rich ebony skin, making her glow with a contained power which belied her effortless grace around the track.

"I just feel so bad for the guy, he was so funny! And he was so upbeat about his chances," Syd commiserated.

"Yeah well, I know how upbeat you were when you saw the bulge he was packing in his sprint suit," joked Ronda, laughing.

"Shut up!" drawled Syd, slapping her friend's buff bicep and smiling.

Ronda was looking good today, thought Syd, guns on display, only wearing a USA team vest and filling out a pair of navy yoga pants with her firm round ass and strong, thick thighs.

"So, you want to go find him, make sure he's ok?" Syd asked hopefully.

RONDA:

"Sure Syd, let's go."

*Why does she want me tagging along*? Ronda thought.

I know why she wants to go see the guy, and it's not to talk about the race.

Ronda was a little jealous that Syd had spotted him first, unspeakingly claiming him as her own, because when he had playfully flirted with them both last night she had felt strong swirls of lust in her belly.

She didn't compete till Thursday, so she was awash with nervous energy that could do with being released.

Ronda competed in the 50 kg weightlifting, so despite her small stature, barely clearing 5 feet tall, she was pound for pound, literally, one of the strongest women on the planet.

If you'd seen her on the street in her jeans and hoodie you would barely imagine the thick muscle beneath that could jerk well over twice her body weight over her head.

"Are you sure you want me crowding your style Syd?" asked Ronda, " I don't want to be third wheel, you know?"

"What you think gonna happen girly?" laughed Syd, "besides if anything did happen, you know I perform better with the crowd behind me!"

Both girls shrieked laughter and bumped into each other as they walked the halls.

MARLON:

Marlon sat in his own private world of pain and regret, living the twitch that had sent him off early over and over again.

One tenth of a fucking second was all the time it had taken to ruin his life.

His dreams never felt more unattainable.

There was a light knock at the door.

"Fuck off mate I'm not in the mood," called Marlon to the closed door.

"Well that's not a welcome I'd have expected from a fine respectable English gentleman, not at all."

That wasn't the voice of his coach, who he'd been expecting, it was that soft spread out drawl of the fit as fuck yank from last night, the one with the tight little blonde friend.

He was sure he could have taken either home last night if he wasn't saving himself for the race.

"Syd?" He asked of the door.

"And my friend Ronda, can we come in?" the door answered.

"Yeah, alright come in, yeah," he invited, hesitation in his voice.

He wanted nothing more than to wallow in his pain alone, but who's going to turn down these two? For anything?

"Oh baby are you ok?," cooed Syd entering his apartment, "we heard what happened"

"Yeah, so sorry to hear hunny, " Ronda added, joining her friend in sitting on Marlon's bed, one either side.

"Four fucking years guys...what the fuck?" Marlon threw himself back flat on his bed in despair.

SYDNEY:

"Oh baby, there'll be another chance, you're only 20, this wasn't your time. It's the worlds in two years, then it'll be Brisbane before you know it," commiserated Syd, placing her hand softly on Marlon's rock hard abdominals, feeling his pained breathing move beneath her.

Something about this man's distress, this wounded animal, it spoke directly to her nurturing centre, she just wanted to make it all better for him.

She knew how to make it better, she knew how to take away this man's pain, but did she dare with Ronda in the room?

Sweet sexy Ronda, they'd talked about sex together, men, experiences. And Syd had liked hearing her talk about the dick she'd taken. It turned her on listening to her friend, but would she be ok with watching Syd do what she had suddenly decided to do?

The thought of it focused her intent.

"Oh honey, can I take your mind off it?" she breathed, stroking, first up his rigid torso, then down. Then down further until she reached his cock, thick and meaty even at rest.

MARLON:

Marlon sprung to his elbows in surprise.

"What you doing there Syd?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" teased Syd, starting to move her hand up and along his cock as it twitched in reaction.

Marlon looked from Syd to Ronda and saw his own shock reflected in Ronda's face.

What the fuck was happening? I mean is this going to happen, is Ronda going to...aswell?

RONDA:

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Ronda watched in mounting disbelief as Syd pulled down Marlon's spandex shorts, revealing the most beautiful dick she'd ever seen.

Thick, long and uncut, you didn't see many of those round her neck of the woods. It lay flopped to one side, not even hard yet, but as big as she'd ever witnessed.

Syd teased out the glossy black tip, bringing his foreskin back and forth over it.

This was electric, this was crazy, what should she do?

Her eyes met Marlon's and his wide-eyed look of longing pulled her in. She felt herself move to him, her eyes dropping to his dark firm lips, open slightly in anticipation, and they kissed, gently at first then deeply and hungrily.

SYDNEY:

Syd felt a terrible pang of jealousy in her core.

Does he want Ronda and not her?

His ever hardening dick seemed to agree.

She threw the thought away, she had known what she was doing asking Ronda along, she knew why she wanted her here.

Ronda and Marlon's kiss broke off and Marlon reached a hand to Syd's face, stroking her cheek, pushing her straightened hair behind one ear.

Ok so this was how it was going.

She let her head fall to his lap and licked all the way up his shaft, from base to peeking tip.

She opened wide, an invitation for him to put himself inside, an invitation he accepted gratefully, manoeuvring his now fully erect eight inches into her waiting mouth.

As she felt his warm, hard cock cross her lips, she made sure to extend her tongue down his shaft, reaching closer and closer to his balls as more and more of his thick cock pushed toward her throat.

He tasted hot, and slightly salty, as she let her tongue explore the soft skin that covered his veiny ridges.

She let her eyes wander upward and met Ronda's.

RONDA:

Ronda stared in shock, hand on Marlon's chest, watching as her friend expertly worked his dick with her mouth and tongue.

It was the hottest thing she had seen in her life.

Syd and Ronda's eyes met, hers wide with lustful desire, Syd's heavy lidded and seductive.

Ronda noticed her hand had already dropped to her own crotch and was absently rubbing through the thin material at her throbbing clit.

Syd disengaged from her task with an audible smacking of her lips and gestured to Ronda with a subtle nod at the glorious dick she was still holding.

Oh shit, here we go then.

Syd had adjusted her body position between Marlon's thick thighs to make room her, so she climbed on all fours and came to Marlon's lap, she took over Syd's hold at the base of his dick and said playfully, "Just like one of your baton swaps for the relay!"

That was a good blowjob Syd, but check this out.

She opened her mouth and slid it down the entire length of his impressive weapon, stopping only when her nose nuzzled in his trim pubes and her cheek touched with Syd's.

She felt an exploratory hand reach for her ass.

MARLON:

His moan of ecstatic pleasure released slowly in time with Ronda's slide down his dick.

What the fuck was happening man?

He had thought he'd have been lucky bringing one of these girls home, but this...?

Ronda's blonde hair was spoiling his view, so he turned his attention to her ass that was just within reach.

Syd had moved down even further and was tonguing his perineum.

She wasn't thinking of going even further surely?

He shifted his weight, moving Ronda's head with his hips as she was still deep around his cock, giving Syd the access and implicit consent to do what she wanted to do.

She slid ever downwards.

He squeezed Ronda's ass hard, God it WAS hard, as the intense sensation of Syd's tongue circling around his asshole took over all the nerve cells from his spine to his brain.

The concentration of pleasure, the hot zone of his erogenous centers all firing at once.

He saw heaven.

SYDNEY:

As she moved to make room for her friend she worked his balls, the dudes loved that, then watched in stunned arousal as Ronda took the entire length into her throat in one.

Je-sus girl, that's a skill!

So we want to show off then do we? She decided she'd show her her special party trick usually reserved only for boyfriends.

She licked the soft yielding flesh of his most intimate area, then let her tongue find his closed hole.

She tasted nothing but the tang of sweat and licked hungrily and moved with Marlon's circling hips, Ronda's head still holding in his erection.

His moans of arousal were music as she swirled her tongue around his most intimate area.

Syd moved back upwards and joined her teammate at the fleshy black bullet at the end of his cock. They licked at him in competition.

They were close enough to brush cheeks and the warmth and intimacy excited Syd.

Her mind now was not her own, the lust crazed thoughts pushed out all else, she gave herself over to her wanton abandon. Without a conscious thought her free hand moved up and joined Marlon's, grabbing Ronda's other ass cheek.

RONDA:

Ronda, busy in her mission to suck Marlon's soul from his body, didn't initially register that both ass cheeks were suddenly gripped.

Her growing realisation crept up on her, one was Marlon, the other must be... Syd?

She instinctively flinched away in surprise taking her ass out of her reach.

Syd seemed un bothered and nonchalantly stood and removed her own shorts and team tee, before brazenly crawling up the bed to Marlon's head and put her thighs around his face, grabbing the bed head so she could start gently grinding her pussy on Marlon's tongue.

She looked incredible, this perfect woman, every muscle rippled in her back and shoulders, her perfect ass jiggling rhythmically, she was the embodiment of grace and sexual energy, a black Venus, a stunning example of the perfection of the human form...and had Ronda just rejected her out of hand?

SYDNEY:

*Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! shitshitshishit!*

What had she been thinking??

They were friends sure, they were close friends but not that close, you idiot Syd, she admonished herself. As if things weren't going to be awkward enough already this could ruin their friendship and that would break Syd's heart.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck it! She was panicking, she couldn't leave, could she? That'd make things worse, just carry on, pretend it didn't happen.

Fuck.

She stood and undressed, freeing her small breasts and exposing her dark brown, pointing nipples and shaved bald mound.

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As casually as she could, she mounted Marlon's face, facing the wall to cover her embarrassment.

MARLON:

Oh Fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

This is the best day of your life Marlon boy! Olympics would happen again in four years, but when would this happen again? When would he have a goddess and world 200m champion sitting on his face and a little blonde pocket rocket who could bench press him sucking his dick?

Shame Ronda didn't go for the girl on girl.

That would have been cool, but this will do mate, this will do...

RONDA

Ronda watched the best friend she had on the squad rise and fall over Marlon's face, she looked up still mouth fucking Marlon's big dick. She could see his tongue splitting her labia apart, and she could see the glistening pink wetness he exposed.

Why had she flinched away from her touch?

She'd never felt an urge to be with a woman before, but that touch had surprised and titillated her, it had sparked the thought in her brain of the possibilities it offered, and now that thought grew.

It was like something was awakening inside her, and she felt her wetness surge between her legs as she watched Syd's writhing body.

But had she blown the chance?

She stood and ripped her top off, she didn't often wear a bra, there was no need her pert little breasts barely moved when she walked.

She slipped off her pants so she was completely naked.

She clambered up Marlon's body then hovered above this magnificent member before letting herself sink down on top of it, her wetness warm and accepting.

Her pussy took its length almost as easily as her throat. Her small frame looked like it should split in half as Marlon's pride stretched at her tiny snatch, and her small but powerfully rounded ass started to work its magic.

She stayed silent, too focused on what she was about to do to feel the pleasure that a cock like this should be giving her.

She reached out and around Syd's back and gently cupped her breasts.

MARLON:

The feeling of Ronda's tight pussy immediately loaded his gun, if he weren't careful this could be over quicker than his race.

He doubled his efforts at Syd's slit and let her juices flow into his mouth and he swallowed reflexively.

To keep himself in the race he started trying to remember his last 10 competitive times: Stockholm 10.01, Vienna 9.98, Rome...come on Marlon me old son, stay the course...he saw Ronda's small hands reach around and squeeze Syd's dark nipples...fucking hell... New York 10.05...Birmingham 10.02...

SYD:

Sydney's embarrassment gave way in the onslaught of her pleasure. Roll after roll of sensation had been building inside her, gradually reaching for a climax. And then she felt Ronda's hands on her tits, little sexy Ronda. She squeezed her with passion. Syd fell backwards into her embrace and came hard.

MARLON:

"I'm fucking coming..fuck!" Marlon warned, voice muffled by Syd's flooding pussy, " You're going to make..me...ffffuuuu... Sydneeeyyy!...9:85...aahhh!".

His release was a volcanic pulse after pulse.

His cock felt like it'd never stop...and Ronda certainly didn't stop her rocking as she embraced Syd from behind. She rode every drop out from him.

Syd was looking back over her shoulder, and they were kissing.

Nice one Marlon fucking gone off before the main event again!

RONDA:

The feel of Syd's boobs in her hand left her feeling like a naughty schoolgirl, doing something bad that she would be punished for, but the feeling of devilment was intoxicating.

She squeezed and twisted as she felt the weight of Syd's body in her arms, her skin hot and damp with sweat, her body bucked as she came in her embrace.

Marlon, underneath them both, was spasmodically twitching, and he called out Sydney's name as he shot his load into her.

Rude! Thought Ronda, I'm the one doing the work!

But it was a fleeting thought, as was the feeling of warmth that spread within her as she was filled by the heat of his seed, her pussy tight enough to feel every spasm of his cock.

Her main focus was on Sydney, her soft hair in Ronda's face, tickling her nose as she twisted to be able to lock eyes with her.

They stared at each other like that for a hundred years as a million communications passed psychically between them until their desire fell into agreement and they kissed.

Syd's lips were soft and full and her tongue, as it flicked over hers, was soft and delicate.

Ronda felt the smoothness of her skin on hers in a way she hadn't when they were both at Marlon's lap, but the difference was acute now, and the difference between it,and every other kiss she had shared previous, was new and captivating.

Just how far was she willing to let this go?

SYDNEY:

Syd lost herself to the kiss, it wasn't the first time she'd kissed a woman, not by a long way, Syd had never been shy about giving in to her urges, but this was special.

She hadn't admitted it to herself, but she thought she could love this girl.

Since they met at camp they'd become inseparable, laughing, joking and pushing each other to achieve more in their separate fields, and now Syd wanted her. Wanted all of her.

Now.

She dismounted a post-coital Marlon, turned and put a hand on Ronda's small chest and pushed her backwards, awkwardly unfolding her legs to lie her flat on her back on the bed.

She felt Marlon shift from the bed, but didn't register it fully, as her vision was just the beautifully muscular body of her Friend, now lover? Against the blur of an indistinct background.

She traced her hand all over her, marvelling at the perfection of her physique and the contrast of her deep ebony skin against Ronda's pale torso.

She crept her hand across her and let her fingers find the soft wet wrinkles of Ronda's pussy then pushed gently inside.

Ronda was still sticky and leaking Marlon's cum, but Syd didn't care. She only cared about seeing the look on her face as she gave herself away.

RONDA:

She slumped backwards as she let Syd push her onto her back, and she opened her legs, giving room for Syd to kneel there.

Thrills of excitement emanated from Syd's every touch, flowing up and down her spine like a concert of delight, exploding into a delirious crescendo of desire as Syd found her core.

The feel of her fingers pushing into her, opening her up, nowhere near as big and invasive as Marlon's cock, so how did it feel this much more delicious?

MARLON:

Fuck me...look at that, that is fucking hot!

Thought Marlon, leaning against the wall.

His arousal so deep his erection was slow to dissipate, still heavy with blood, and he touched himself and tried keeping the feeling alive.

Look at them go! And you've jumped the gun again, and I'm not sure which time is worse.

He could see Syd's gorgeously toned ass in the air as she bent down to put her mouth to Ronda's pussy. Fucking hell she was still full of his cum too!

Syd's legs propped up invitingly showing off her dark neat labia, opened just enough to see the pinkness within, it called to him.

SYDNEY:

Syd was gone now, there was nothing going to stop her from turning this woman into a wreck of orgasmic ecstasy. She dropped her mouth to her creampied pussy and tasted Marlon's cum. It was sweeter than any man's she'd tasted before, she didn't know if it was his special training diet or just because it mixed with Ronda's contributions, but she didn't care. Ronda's sudden uncontained squeak of lust spurred Syd on to double her efforts.

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