The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy.
NOTE TO THE READER
This series deals with a particularly strong and slightly unusual fantasy of mine, color guard girls. For those who don't know, the color guard is the group of girls in a marching band or professional drum and bugle corps that spin and toss equipment such as flags, rifles, and sabres, as well as performing dance routines of all kinds. The girls are usually very attractive, talented, tanned, toned, flexible, and enjoy performing for a crowd, usually in form fitting outfits.
Why are color guard girls a fantasy of mine?
Because I was one.
I was in my high school color guard for four years and then after graduation performed with one of the professional touring drum and bugle corps for three seasons.
Color guard girls really get to know each other well during a tour, and some of the ones I performed with are still close friends of mine today. Because I'm bi, it didn't take long for me to develop some very strong color guard fantasies.
So, if you are turned on by what sexy things color guard girls do in my fantasy world then please enjoy this series and my other stories that are tagged with the words "color guard" and "flag girl". If it isn't your thing, that's totally okay. You can always enjoy my many other stories.
-xoxo Daphne
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PART 6 - RAVISHING RENEE (the expanded version)
Renee Breeder's lovely brunette curls bounced on her shoulders as she got out of her car and headed towards the Sunny Park music building carrying her color guard equipment bag over her shoulder.
Renee had always been a responsible, artistic, bright girl with a fantastic figure. Her lovely hazel eyes captured everyone's attention, and her smile was the sweet reserved kind that looked like she had a secret to tell. As the captain for the Sunny Park color guard, Renee had the task of helping to teach flag and dance routines to the other girls, something that she enjoyed doing.
Renee was already dressed in the new color guard uniform, which had been a real hit with everyone at the school since the girls unveiled them at the beginning of the season. More of a one piece dance outfit made of black lycra with silver sequin trim, the uniform had a very short fly away skirt connected to a tight fitting top which hugged each girl's arms, breasts, and waist snugly. The black color guard shoes and short skirt meant that every flag girl's lovely toned legs were highlighted nicely.
Although Renee had a petite figure, her breasts were slightly larger than other girls of her size, and yet were still very perky. The form-fitting top of her uniform supported Renee's full breasts and pushed them up beautifully, something that her admirers in the school quickly noticed every time she walked by in her color guard outfit.
Over her uniform, Renee was wearing her navy blue warm-up suit that had been custom made that year for each color guard member. The nylon pants and zip up jackets were very high quality, with each flag girl's name embroidered in script on the front. It gave the color guard a very professional look when they weren't performing on the field.
Of course, every male student at Sunny Park looked forward to the moment just before halftime during each football game when the flag girls took off those very same warm up suits in the stands before heading to the field to perform.
It was eye candy of epic proportions.
Guys would watch intently as the flag girls unzipped and removed their jackets, all of them arching their backs while thrusting their marvelous breasts forward in their tight fitting tops. They loved seeing the girls cutely wiggle from side to side as they slid their nylon pants over the curves of their hips and down their gorgeous legs, teasing everyone with those short skirts.
It was as if the six most beautiful girls in the school were all taking off their clothes in front of everyone at the same time...and as they stripped, the girls had absolutely no idea how many of their male admirers were getting hard just watching them.
Normally, Renee wouldn't be at the school in uniform this early before a game, but she wanted to meet with everyone to go over their flag routines for an upcoming parade.
But there was also another reason.
Something was happening to her girls...
...something big.
Renee started to notice it a month or so ago during a practice several days after the first football game. The normally sweet and friendly Anna Shaw was very quiet and distant the entire rehearsal. When Anna did speak, she never made eye contact with the other girls and seemed rather preoccupied, as if she were feeling guilty about something.
Soon after that, Renee heard that Samantha Frost had suddenly dumped her boyfriend during one of their competitions. It was a bit unexpected, seeing as how there didn't seem to be any obvious problems between them. Samantha seemed to be okay with it though, and insisted that she had learned a lot about herself that day.
A week or so later, Chasidy Grace showed up very late for a performance during Spirit Week. When she did arrive, her normally silky blonde hair was all tousled and she seemed to be completely exhausted. Chasidy had been the person in the "dunk a flag girl" booth at the student carnival earlier that day, but she should have had plenty of time to get ready for the game. Renee knew that Chasidy could be a bit of a wild child, but she always took her color guard responsibilities seriously. SOMETHING, however, had made her late.
Then, the Monday after the homecoming game, the newly crowned princess Misty Price texted Renee that she wasn't going to be at color guard practice because she was still recovering from the events of that evening. Apparently, Misty had overdone things a bit and her well toned flexible legs had been very sore all weekend. Even when Misty came back to rehearsal later in the week, she had to do her flexibility stretches very slowly and carefully as her legs were still very sore.
Renee couldn't help but wonder what had happened to her.
Then there was Kelly...
Renee noticed that her bestie had been feeling extremely tired over the past few weeks and had missed several rehearsals. This was unusual for any of the girls, but especially for Kelly who always attended every practice no matter how she felt.
Renee had noticed all of this odd behavior over the past few months, but never said anything about it to her girls because she wanted to respect their privacy.
Now however, it was beginning to affect the quality of her color guard's performance, and that needed to be addressed.
As Renee reached the door to the music building, she noticed cars belonging to Misty, Anna, Samantha, and Chasidy parked outside. Assuming Kelly would arrive soon, Renee opened the door and walked into the rehearsal room...
...the empty rehearsal room.
"That's odd," Renee thought to herself, "where is everyone?"
Hearing some noises upstairs, Renee deduced that the girls might be in the color guard equipment room.
She began climbing the stairs that led up to the loft.
"OOOOHHH!!!!!"
It was the sudden gasping sound that stopped Renee in her tracks near the top of the stairs...
...and what she saw rendered the color guard captain completely speechless.
Misty Price, the flag girl princess, was dressed in her color guard uniform, lying down on her back facing the large wall mirror. Her gorgeous flexible legs were spread obscenely wide in mid-air splits, her attached nylon panties had been pulled over to one side, and both hands were gripping her long aluminum flag pole, pumping it over and over into her pussy.
"OHGOD! OHGOD!! FUCK!!! FUCK!!!! FUCK!!!!!"
Renee's mouth fell open in complete shock as she watched Misty fucking herself with her own flag pole, her hips pumping upwards in a beautifully obscene repetitive motion, causing several inches of the metal rod to disappear into her depths with each thrust.
"OOHHGOD!!!!!! OOOHHHGOD!!!!!!!!"
Misty cried out in pure lust, lost in her own carnal desires as she fucked and fucked and fucked, her head thrashing from side to side with every gasp of ecstasy, her long silky dark hair whipping around as the flag girl princess humped the pole like the out of control sexually desperate teen she had become.
Renee watched in both shock and perverted curiosity as Misty's legs began to quiver.
Raising her head to look at herself in the mirror, Misty locked eyes with her own reflection, her beautiful doe-like gaze staring back at her as the orgasmic earthquakes began...
...and then...somehow...Misty managed to spread her legs even wider.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!" the flag girl princess arched her back in tension, thrusting her marvelously large breasts up towards the ceiling as she felt the torturous flag pole suddenly tunnel deeper into her abyss than she ever thought possible.
"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!! FFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKK!!!!!!!!!!"
Misty's pussy exploded as she came instantly, each powerful contraction from the walls of her cunt causing liquid to squirt everywhere, much of it splashing against the wall mirror in front of her.
As Misty's screams of orgasmic bliss continued unabated, Renee descended the stairs back down to the main room as quietly as possible. She knew that self-pleasure was a very personal experience for any girl, and Renee didn't want to embarrass her friend, even if she was doing it in the color guard room...with her own flag pole.
"No wonder her legs were sore," Renee thought to herself.
The color guard captain began checking all of the side rooms for the other girls, beginning to realize just how many nooks and crannies there were in the building. Making her way to one of the small music filing rooms she noticed a light coming from inside. There were no windows except for a sliver of glass on the door. When Renee stooped to peek discreetly through the tiny door window, her mouth fell open in shock...again.
Inside the small room, Samantha and Chasidy were sitting together on top of a long table dressed in their color guard uniforms...and making out with each other as if their lives depended on it.
The two flag girls didn't notice Renee watching. They had escaped into their own private world, their eyes closed, their mouths open, their moans and sighs clearly letting each other know just how turned on they were.
Renee knew she shouldn't have kept watching, but her curiosity wouldn't let her turn away. It was common knowledge that Chasidy was bi, but Samantha had always dated guys in the past. Kissing her friend Chasidy had to be a new experience for her...one that Samantha seemed to be enjoying...a lot.
"Was this why Samantha dumped her boyfriend?" Renee asked herself as she continued to observe the two horny flag girls making out.
Then things began to heat up quickly.
With both hands, Chasidy took hold of Samantha's uniform at the upper sleeves and began tugging the tight fabric down off of her shoulders.
"Mmm!" Samantha gave a muffled yelp as she felt herself being stripped by another girl for the first time in her life, her full breasts spilling out of the uniform and bouncing freely with their beautifully hard tits.
Then, Chasidy went further...gliding her hand up under Samantha's tiny skirt and slipping it into her attached nylon panties.
"UM!!!" Samantha's eyes went wide mid-kiss as she felt Chasidy make contact with her pussy.
A few gentle strokes of the brunette flag girl's clit was all it took for Samantha to give into the pleasure, her eyes closing to half-mast as she let the blonde do whatever she wanted to her.
"Oh Chas," Samantha sighed as she broke their kiss, slowly rolling her head around in rapture, "ooohhh what are you doing to me?"
Chasidy smiled to herself, stroking her friend's throbbing clit in tiny little circles.
"Do you like that, Sam?"
"Mmm hmm," the flag girl nodded quickly.
"Say the words, Sam," Chasidy instructed, loving the sexual power she had over her friend at that moment.
"Ohgod!" Samantha tossed her luxurious brunette hair back as she longed for Chasidy to give her the orgasm she needed.
"Say it," Chasidy repeated calmly as Samantha's hips squirmed against the blonde's torturous fingertips, both their beautiful legs dangling off the table several inches above the floor.
"Please Chas! Ohgod! Please m-make me come. I n-need it so b-bad...OH!!!!!"
"I'll bet you do," Chasidy toyed with her, really enjoying keeping her friend on the very edge of an orgasmic cliff.
