Author's note: This story is a work of fiction with fictitious names, characters, places, and events. Any resemblance to actual persons or actual events, is purely coincidental. All characters are 18 years of age or older. This story and the one named "Nude Day at the Lake" share some of the same characters but are not otherwise related.
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It was early evening when the last two soccer players were practicing on the field at their high school. Sheana and Bernice were 18-year-old seniors, and they were working up a sweat. Sheana was very tall, strong and fast, while Bernice had superior dribbling and kicking skills. They have been best friends since starting high school, two years before Sheana experienced the incident.
"Girls! You need to call it quits now. Finish-up and get equipment inside the locker room," yelled coach Tupper across the field.
Sheana and Bernice carried the soccer equipment into the locker room and noticed two creepy boys lurking around. Hal and Dennis were perverts who always stared at girls. The boys ducked behind a building while watching the girls' tits bounce.
Coach Tupper stood at the end of the aisle, and said, "Good work-out girls. I'm headed out. Make sure the door completely shuts and locks after you're done showering and changing. You will be the last one's out."
"Will do coach. Good night," said Sheana.
"Good night and see you tomorrow," said Bernice.
Coach Tupper left the locker room. She walked quickly to her car, not noticing the two 18-year-old perverts catching the door before it latched.
Hal and Dennis snuck into the locker room and hid behind a row of lockers. They were three aisles down from where Sheana and Bernice were undressing.
The girls were chatting while undressing. Sheana was a tall, lean and muscular African American. Her breasts were large and firm with large dark nipples. Bernice was average height, slender and had long strawberry-blonde wavy hair, the same color as her cute little bush. Two minutes later, they were walking toward the showers naked.
When the water was running, Hal and Dennis walked quietly to the end of the aisle and peeked around the lockers.
Hal was short and overweight, while Dennis was tall and skinny. Neither of them was smart, nor could they fight. They were just horny perverts.
Sheana trained in both kick boxing and Krav Maga for the past five years. She was an expert at both offense and defense.
The girls were washing as they glistened in the soapy water. The boys got a clear view of their naked bodies, and both of their cocks stiffened. Sheana turned her body toward the boys, as she washed her dark black pussy, and Bernice's beautiful round ass was in plain sight.
Hal could not help himself. He unzipped his pants and let out his little boner. Dennis did the same. They were both jerking-off, when Sheana heard some moans.
"Fucking assholes!" yelled Sheana.
Bernice screamed and covered her tits and pussy when she saw the boys jerking-off. Sheana ran toward them fast across the tile floor. The boys did not even have time to put their cocks away.
Sheana kicked Hal in the stomach, he fell to the floor in a lot of pain and was out of breath. As Sheana retrieved her foot from Hal's gut, she threw a punch at Dennis, and her fist met his face. He stumbled back a few feet and quickly took off his black rope belt. It was like a whip. His cock was flaccid and hanging from his zipper, but his eyes were glued on Sheana and her next move.
Dennis flung the rope at Sheana. She raised her arm, gripped the rope with her hand, and then pulled it away from him in an instant. Dennis started to run when Sheana flung the rope around his ankles and yanked him to the floor. She then stomped on his dick, as he screamed in pain. Hal was still on the floor with his arms around his fat gut.
"Bernice, come over here," yelled Sheana.
Bernice was relieved that the perverts were both down on the floor. She ran to Sheana.
Sheana pointed to Hal, and said, "Put your foot on his little dick, and hold him here."
Bernice did not hesitate. She pressed hard on his cock. Hal was scared to death and could not move.
Sheana stood over Dennis, as he stared into her BLACK EYES.
"So, you assholes like to see pussy, right?"
Sheana squatted over his face, and a strong stream of piss went all over his mouth. After, Sheana stood up and then kicked Dennis in the gut.
Sheana looked to Bernice, and said, "Piss on his face."
Bernice said, "With pleasure."
Bernice took her foot off Hal's little dick and sat on his face.
"This will be the only way you will get pussy," said Bernice, as her yellow piss covered his face.
"Get up and strip," yelled Sheana, as she snapped the rope over their heads.
They slowly got up, spitting the piss from their mouths, and wiping their faces. They took off their clothes and the girls glared at them with anger.
Sheana kicked their naked asses, pointed them to the door, and said, "Get moving."
Dennis said, "Like this?"
"Don't talk, just walk," demanded Sheana, as she kicked them both again.
Bernice opened the door, and Sheana shoved both to the ground outside. They got up and ran away like naked chickens.
Bernice slammed the door shut and made sure it was locked. Bernice wrapped her arms around Sheana, and cried, "Thank you," into her ear.
They walked back to the showers in silence and cleaned off the boy's filth. As the hot water cleaned them, Bernice embraced Sheana again and hugged her tight. She did not let go. They looked at each other, in a way they never had in the past.
Sheana stroked her back, and Bernice moaned. Bernice kissed Sheana's neck and ran her hand over Sheana's ass. Sheana leaned down and kissed Bernice's lips. Then their tongues intertwined. Sheana slid her hand over Bernice's little red bush. Her pussy was hot and moist. Sheana's finger slid inside, and Bernice moaned in ecstasy.
Bernice's hand went from Sheana's ass to per black bush. Her fingers massaged her swollen pussy lips, as they both moaned and pressed their bodies together. Each of their fingers went deeper into their honey tunnels. Their clits pulsated as their fingers pressed inside. A few moments later, they climaxed, sending waves of intense pleasure throughout their hot bodies.
From that moment on, they bonded together in a unique way. Their lifelong friendship grew stronger, knowing they could trust each other, and have each other whenever the desire arose.
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Sheana lived with her Aunt Jasmine, her mother's sister, after the incident happened. Jasmine loved Sheana like a daughter, and they were able to live very well with Sheana's fortune from her deceased parents.
Jasmine was a very attractive woman at 50 years old, but she did not have good judgement with men. She had been divorced twice, and frequently dated men that didn't always treat her well. Jasmine knew that Sheana had a quick temper, but they always looked out for each other.
A few days before Sheana's high school graduation, she came home one evening after her kickboxing class. She walked down the hallway and was about to enter her bedroom, when she heard what seemed like muffled screams from Jasmine's room. Sheana walked closer to her door, and her aunt's voice did not sound normal. Sheana turned the doorknob, opened the door slightly, and peeked into the room.
Jasmine was having sex with a man, but her shoulders were pinned to the headboard and her legs were spread. A man was on top of her with his skinny ass moving up and down. Jasmine was trying to push him off, while she said, "Stop, not in my ass. Not in my ass."
Sheana stood at the door, frozen for a few seconds, as her aunt struggled. Sheana felt rage as the man did not listen to her aunt's pleading to stop.
Sheana ran to the bed and pulled the man off her aunt.
"What the fuck...who are you!" the man screamed as he rolled off the bed.
Sheana watched her aunt roll on her side with her hands between her legs, soothing the pain.
Sheana's BLACK EYES stared at him when she yelled, "Who the fuck are you?"
The man was much smaller than Sheana. He was in shock when her black foot hit his white face. He laid on the floor in a daze, and his little white dick shrunk to about 3 inches.
Jasmine turned and shouted, "No Sheana, don't hurt him anymore. We don't need trouble!"
Sheana pulled back her leg and set it on the floor.
"Aunt Jasmine, who is this little white jerk?"
"His name is Russ. We met a few nights ago...seemed like a nice man," said Jasmine in a sorrowful voice.
Russ got up slowly, watching Sheana and covering his junk.
"I'll get my clothes and leave you two alone," said Russ.
"Stay right there, and put your hands behind your back, before my foot smacks your face again."
"Just let him go, Sheana," said Jasmine.
"After what he did...I'll be calling the cops. Looks like rape to me," said Sheana.
"Rape. No way. We were just fooling around," said Russ in a very scared tone.
Jasmine and Sheana just looked at him in disgust. Russ turned red in the face, looking down and defeated.
"What do you want from me. Let's keep the cops out of this. We can work it out."
"For starters, make a bath for my aunt, and care for her every whim...just don't touch her. If you do, I'll kick your tiny balls into your gut," said Sheana.
"Okay, I'll get right on it."
Russ started to get dressed.
"Stay naked!" demanded Sheana.
Russ walked to the bathroom and ran the bath water. Sheana walked to her aunt, helped her up, and hugged her.
"Tell Russ to come to my room, after your bath. If he does anything that bothers you, call my name. I'm keeping all the doors open."
"Yes Sheana. Thank you."
Jasmine walked to the bathroom, got into the tub, looked at Russ, and said, "Lay on the floor and don't say a word. When I'm done with my bath, hand me my towel, and then drink my bath water."
"Drink what? Are you crazy?" screeched Russ.
"You drink my dirty bath water or Sheana will put your head in it...your choice, dickhead," said Jasmine as she snickered.
Twenty minutes later, Jasmine was wrapped in her towel, as Russ bent over the tub, gulping her stinky bath water with his cupped hand.
