Note: There are non-consensual elements to this story.
===
"What about you, Kay?" Lindsey said, her eyes shifting to look at Kay from the corner of her eyes.
"Me?" Kay replied shyly, barely audible to the room full of girls.
"Yeah!" said one of the more sexually confident girls. "What fantasy does the perfect little good girl get herself off to?"
Kay bit her lip, eyes darting down to the ground and avoiding everyone's eye contact, "I... don't wanna tell you guys."
"Oh come on!" another said. "We've all shared ours, now it's your turn."
"Yeah!" the other girls agreed, all chiming in excitedly. Kay's reluctance to share intrigued them all far more than had she just shared her fantasy with them from the get-go.
"Ok, ok," Kay agreed resignedly. "I'll tell you."
The room fell quiet, each girl waiting to hear Kay's deepest darkest fantasy.
"Well," started Kay in almost a whisper. "It starts with me walking into the Boys locker room wearing something super skimpy- something the boys simply can't resist. The whole football team's there, and they all look at me longingly as I walk to the center of the locker room where they can all see me. Some of them try to cover their naked body's, the bolder ones - or maybe just the well-hung ones - just stare back at me unapologetically... Well, I say something naughty, some sexual innuendo or something that sounds sweet but in reality is like totally sexual.. And they all start closing in on me."
Kay paused then, nervous about admitting to the next part. Moments pass.
"And then what..?" the sexually confident girl said quietly and curious.
Kay looked back at her without speaking or even blinking. She swallowed, "And then, they all realize that it'd be super easy to just fuck me right then and there. Each of them starts touching me, and they all start getting more and more aggressive, groping and undressing me. I start saying 'No! Don't do that!' but they keep touching me anyway... And... they start taking turns playing with my tits, fingering me, eating me out.. Then they start fucking me, even though I've said "No!" like 20 times, but I'm cumming so often, none of them believe me... and basically they just kinda continue fucking and passing me around for the next couple of hours, until I pass out."
The room fell silent, again. Some of the girls with loose jaws, some looking at her in shock.
"DIRTY!!" Lindsey exclaimed, grinning and looking around the room at each of the, now, laughing and shrieking girls.
Kay laughed, finally loosening up, "I know.. I know... I'm a total slut."
"You bad, girl!" the forward one said. "Who knew Ms Good Girl had the naughtiest fantasy of us all!"
"Yeah, yeah.." Kay replied smiling softly. "But I'd never actually even get close to anything like that remotely happening... I'd get way too freaked out... Plus, boys are gross."
Everyone was laughing... everyone but Lindsey, who was staring at Kay with a wicked little smile on her face.
===
"Alright- you good?" Lindsey said, looking Kay up and down. "'Cause you look fuckin HOT girl!"
"Oh my goddd," Kay said, her face visibly full of nervous anxiety. "I can't believe you're making me do this... I knew I never should have told any of you..."
Lindsey laughed heartily, "Yeah, yeah.. You'll be okay scaredy cat-- just say the safe word if you get overwhelmed!"
"Ugh," Kay responded, heart racing as her eyes fell on the Boys locker room door. "What's the safe word again?"
"Ha, ha, very funny Kay," Lindsey replied. "We've been over this a million times- PINEAPPLE. P-I-N-E-APPLE."
"I know, I know," Kay said. "Pineapple."
"Good," Lindsey said, hugging her, Lindsey's eyes gleaming behind Kay as she smiled. "Now, get in there and give those boys the cocktease of their lives! I wanna hear allllll about it in Study Hall tomorrow."
===
The door to the Boys locker room opened, a metallic creaking sound alerting the football team to someone's arrival.
Lo and behold, Kay Carter, the good girl every guy dreamed of fucking, had entered the locker room. She wore skimpy little booty shorts that partially covered her ass, and a tanktop with super low cleavage - and no bra, of course - which allowed her tits to jiggle mesmerizingly with every confident step.
With long shapely recently-shaven legs, she strode into the center of the locker room before her gaze fell on the football team's quarterback, John Jacobs.
Kay's heart was beating so fast, she wasn't sure she had the courage to say what she had to say next. What she was dared to say next. She was so nervous she hadn't even noticed the 5 or so completely naked boys, some still in the shower, some coming out just to see why she was there.
"Ex-excuse me, boys," Kay said, in a slightly shaken voice. "I think I'm lost... Could you help me?"
John Jacos smirked, sauntering up bare-chested to tower right in front of her, "Well, what were you looking for?"
"I was just looking.." Kay said, suddenly noticing all the hungry eyes on her. "I was just looking for a helping hand... or two."
"Yeah?" a deep voice said from over Kay's shoulder, it was Brian, a gleaming wet-from-the-shower black body covered in perfect rippling abs and muscles from head-to-toe... he didn't even have a towel on him.
"And what do you need help with?" John's firm hand gently turned her soft chin to look into his deep dark intimidating eyes, as all the boys looked on.
Kay struggled to control her voice. "I just wanted to know what you all thought... about my outfit..." Her heart was beating right out of her chest, but somehow she managed to finish, "...could you fill me in?"
"I think some of us could help you with that," the quarterback replied.
Before she knew it, John was kissing her right in front of all the boys. She kissed him back, timidly at first, but then with a little more enthusiasm, as she internally decided to enjoy her little role play.. What was the point, otherwise? This was for her to live out a piece of her fantasy, after all.
Then, she felt a hand on her hip, caressing her, and then running over her ass, squeezing it through her booty shorts. Well, that made her blush, but it wasn't until another hand started sliding over her stomach and fondling her breasts that she realized it wouldn't take much prompting at all to get these boys involved.
"God damn.." one mumbled lustfully. "Can't wait to tear this little ass up."
Well, at that point, she must've had five different sets of hands roaming all over her curvy little body, she had made out with at least three of them, and it seemed with each passing moment they'd get more and more aggressive. If she was being honest, she was definitely heating up down there, and in some ways she was already living out the best part of the fantasy.
Then, an extra bold hand slid up her inner thigh, and she jumped. The man's fingers rubbed her pussy through her shorts persistently, while she stood there fixed in place by each of the men towering over her.
Whoa, she thought. This is going way further than I ever imagined letting them go.
"Fuckkk..." a voice said, she wasn't sure which one. "She's already wet as fuck!"
"No fuckin way.." another said. "Let me see that shit."
Whichever guy was behind her abruptly pulled her booty shorts down with no warning, and she looked over her shoulder worriedly. "Umm..." she started, but before she could say anything Brian started kissing her hungrily.
She froze. She could feel her slutty little shorts sliding down her legs, and the butterflies in her tummy were going absolutely crazy. But she steeled herself, deciding to hold out as long as she possibly could before chickening out.
"Damnnn..." whoever was now rubbing her pussy through her panties said, pulling his hand away to show the others his glistening fingertips. "Look at that!"
"Mmph!" Kay tried to speak, but Brian continued to make out with her.
Then, John Jacobs took the lead, "I think it's time we had some fun, boys..."
She felt his thumbs slide under the elastic band of her panties. She heard her heartbeat pounding in her head.
Another gripped the bottom of her tanktop, "I have been DYIN to see these ti--"
"PINEAPPLE!" she broke away from Brian's kissing mouth.
The boys all stared at her blankly, confused expressions on their faces.
"Ahaha..." she sheepishly giggled with a nervous smile, biting her lip. "I'm a tease, I know..."
"Yo..." Brian said, with a bewildered grin on his face. "Did this bitch just say.. 'Pineapple'?"
The locker room erupted in laughter and Kay's stomach tied up in a huge knot, she felt humiliated for some reason.
"She did!"
Brian laughed, "Sorry Kay.. but all we got are bananas!"
More laughter.
Kay tried to laugh with them, but they were still surrounding her, and hadn't really moved away at all.
"Anyway," John Jacobs said. "Where were we...?"
The boys moved to resume touching her.
"Wait," Kay said flinching, her shoulders hunching up.
But their hands resumed feeling her up.
"No wait!" Kay persisted. "I said the safe word..."