Chapter 3: Rising Action
The locker room was a symphony of heavy breathing and wet, sloppy sounds as the girls came down from their high. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, spit, and sex, a heady combination that only served to fuel their desire. Emily, her chest heaving, looked at her teammates, their faces flushed, their bodies glistening with a sheen of sweat. She could see the hunger in their eyes, the same hunger that was coursing through her veins.
"Fuck, that was intense," Sarah panted, her fingers still buried between her legs, her body twitching with aftershocks.
She looked at Taylor, her mouth still stuffed with the mouthguard, her eyes glazed with pleasure and humiliation. She wanted to see her come undone again, to hear her scream as she rode out her pleasure. But she also wanted to push her boundaries, to see how far she could take this. It was clear that they all had to use mouthguards and shove them in pussies and asses. Then putting it back in their mouths sounded like heaven.
She could already imagine the taste of herself mingling with the lingering flavor of Emily's spit. She wanted to feel the slick silicone against her tongue, to suck on it, to taste her own arousal. She wanted to be used, to be taken, to be filled.
"Fuck yes," Taylor mumbled around the mouthguard, her eyes locked onto Emily's. She could see the hunger in her gaze, the desire that matched her own. She wanted Emily to take charge, to tell her what to do, to use her body for her own pleasure.
Emily smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
"You like that, huh? You like being used like a little slut?" Taylor nodded, her eyes locked onto Emily's, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts. She could feel the weight of the mouthguard in her mouth, the slick silicone coated in her own juices and Emily's spit. She wanted Emily to use her, to take her, to claim her as her own.
Emily chuckled, her fingers tracing the curve of Taylor's breast, her nail flicking against her nipple. "You're a greedy little thing, aren't you?
Always wanting more," Emily taunted, her fingers now pinching Taylor's nipple, rolling it between her thumb and forefinger. Taylor let out a muffled moan, her hips bucking slightly, seeking more contact. Emily could see the hunger in her eyes, the desperation for release.
"Beg for it, Taylor. Beg for my touch," Emily commanded, her voice low and husky. Taylor hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking to the other girls in the locker room. She could see the way they were watching her, their eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and desire.
She knew they were all thinking the same thing, all wanting to see her beg, to see her be used. She wanted to give in to her desires, to let go of all inhibitions and just feel.
"Please, Emily," Taylor begged, her voice muffled by the mouthguard. "Please touch me. I need to come. I need you to make me come."
Emily smirked, her fingers still pinching Taylor's nipple. "That's a good girl.
Begging like a little slut," Emily purred, her fingers trailing down Taylor's stomach, stopping just above her pussy. Taylor's hips bucked, seeking more contact, but Emily held back, teasing her. "Please, Emily. Please touch me," Taylor begged, her voice muffled by the mouthguard. Emily could see the desperation in her eyes, the hunger that mirrored her own. She wanted to draw this out, to make Taylor beg even more, but she also wanted to feel her come undone beneath her touch.
She wanted to see her face contort with pleasure, to hear her scream as she rode out her orgasm.
Emily's fingers finally moved, tracing the edge of Taylor's pussy lips, feeling the heat radiating from her core. Emily smirked, her fingers teasing Taylor, running up and down her slit, but not quite touching her clit.
Taylor let out a frustrated moan, her hips bucking, seeking more contact. Emily could see the desperation in her eyes, the hunger that was mirroring her own. She wanted to draw this out, to make Taylor beg even more, but she also wanted to feel her come undone beneath her touch.
Emily chuckled, her fingers still teasing Taylor's pussy. "You want to come, huh? How about I first put that mouthguard in my ass and have you taste it again?
Would you like that, Taylor?" Emily's voice was low and husky, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Taylor's eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat. She had never considered such a thing before, but the thought of Emily shoving the mouthguard in her ass and then having her taste it sent a jolt of desire straight to her core. "Yes," she managed to choke out, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want that." Emily smirked, her fingers trailing down Taylor's stomach, stopping just above her pussy.
How about I first put that mouthguard in my ass and have you taste it again? Would you like that, Taylor?" "You want to taste my ass, huh?
You want to know what it feels like to have something in your mouth that's been up my tight little hole?" Emily whispered, her voice laced with lust and mischief. Taylor nodded, her eyes wide with anticipation, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts. She could feel the heat spreading through her body, her pussy throbbing with desire. She wanted this, she wanted to taste Emily, to feel her, to be connected to her in this intimate way.
Emily smirked, her fingers trailing down to her own pussy, coating them in her juices.
She then brought them to Taylor's mouth, pushing the mouthguard out of the way to smear her arousal onto Taylor's lips. "Taste me, Taylor. Get me nice and wet for your tongue."
Taylor eagerly licked Emily's fingers clean, her eyes locked onto Emily's. She could taste Emily's arousal, the musky sweetness coating her tongue. She wanted more, she wanted to taste all of her.
Emily chuckled, her fingers leaving Taylor's mouth. She then turned around, presenting her ass to Taylor. "Get on your knees, Taylor.
I want you to watch as I push this mouthguard into my ass," Emily commanded, her voice laced with lust and dominance. Taylor eagerly complied, her heart pounding in her chest as she knelt behind Emily. She could see the curve of Emily's ass, the muscles taut and ready. She could feel the anticipation building inside her, her pussy throbbing with desire.
Emily reached back, her fingers tracing the crack of her ass, stopping at her tight little hole. She spat on her fingers, rubbing the saliva into her ass, getting herself ready.
Taylor watched, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts, her eyes locked onto Emily's fingers as they teased her tight little hole.
"Fuck, Emily, I can't wait to taste you," Taylor panted, her eyes never leaving Emily's ass.
Emily chuckled, her fingers still teasing her hole. You like watching me get myself ready for you?"
Taylor nodded, her breath hitching in her throat. "Yes, fuck yes," she managed to choke out. Please shove my mouthguard in your ass and have me take it out to put it back into my mouth.
I want to taste myself mixed with your ass, Emily," Taylor said, her voice hoarse with desire. She could see the hunger in Taylor's eyes, the desperation for release. She wanted to give her what she wanted, but she also wanted to draw this out, to make her beg even more. But first, I want you to eat me out. I want you to taste my pussy, to get me nice and wet before I shove this mouthguard into my ass," Emily commanded, her voice low and husky.
She had never gone down on a girl before, but the thought of tasting Emily, of pleasing her, sent a jolt of desire straight to her core. "Yes, Emily," she managed to choke out, her voice barely above a whisper. Emily smirked, her fingers trailing down to her pussy, spreading her lips open, revealing her glistening folds. "Get to work, Taylor. I want to feel your tongue on my clit." Taylor leaned in, her heart pounding in her chest.
She could smell Emily's arousal, the musky scent filling her nostrils and making her mouth water. She tentatively stuck out her tongue, running it along Emily's slit, tasting her for the first time. Emily let out a low moan, her hips bucking slightly, encouraging Taylor to continue. Taylor eagerly complied, her tongue exploring every inch of Emily's pussy, lapping up her juices. She could feel Emily's clit throbbing against her tongue, and she focused her attention on it, swirling her tongue around it, teasing it, making Emily moan louder.
She could feel Emily's hands on her head, guiding her, pushing her further, wanting more. She could feel the heat building between her own legs, her pussy aching with desire as she pleasured Emily.
"Fuck, Taylor, that feels so good," Emily panted, her voice ragged with lust. "But I want more. I want you to fuck me with your tongue."
Taylor looked up at Emily, her eyes glazed with desire. She loved the way Emily was talking to her, using her, making her feel like a dirty little slut.
She wanted more, she wanted everything Emily had to offer.
"Fuck, Emily, I want to taste you. I want to feel you come on my tongue," Taylor panted, her voice muffled by the mouthguard. Emily smirked, her fingers still guiding Taylor's head, pushing her further.
"Then make me come, Taylor. Make me fucking come on your tongue," Emily commanded, her voice laced with lust and dominance. Taylor eagerly complied, her tongue delving deeper into Emily's pussy, fucking her with it, tasting her, devouring her.
Emily's moans filled the locker room, her hips grinding against Taylor's face, seeking more friction, more pleasure. Taylor could feel Emily's body tensing, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts, and she knew she was close.
"Fuck, Taylor, I'm gonna come. Don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop," Emily panted, her fingers tangling in Taylor's hair, holding her in place. Taylor didn't need to be told twice, she wanted to feel Emily come undone, to taste her pleasure.
She redoubled her efforts, her tongue fucking Emily's pussy with urgency, her nose pressing against Emily's clit, rubbing it in tight circles. Emily's moans grew louder, her body bucking wildly as she chased her orgasm.
"Fuck, yes, just like that, Taylor. Make me come all over your face," Emily growled, her voice thick with lust. Taylor could feel Emily's pussy pulsing around her tongue, her juices flowing freely, coating her chin, her neck. She couldn't get enough, she wanted more, she wanted it all.
"Fuck, Emily, I want to taste you, I want to feel you come on my tongue," Taylor panted, her voice muffled by the mouthguard.Emily was ready to cum.
She could feel it building in her core, her muscles tensing, her breath coming in short gasps. She wanted to hold back, to draw this out, but Taylor's tongue was too skilled, too eager, too fucking good. She couldn't hold back any longer. Don't stop, don't you fucking dare stop," Emily growled, her fingers tangling in Taylor's hair, holding her in place. Taylor didn't need to be told twice.
She could feel Emily's body tensing, her hips bucking, and she knew she was close. She wanted to taste her, to feel her come undone on her tongue.
She wanted to swallow every drop of her, to claim her as her own. She could feel Emily's body tensing, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts, and she knew she was close. She wanted to push her over the edge, to make her scream, to make her beg for more.
"Fuck, Taylor, I'm so close. Don't stop, please don't stop," Emily panted, her fingers tangling in Taylor's hair, holding her in place. Taylor could feel the desperation in her voice, the hunger that matched her own. Taylor made Emily orgasm with great force.
Her body convulsed, her pussy clenching around Taylor's tongue as she came undone. Emily let out a scream, her fingers pulling at Taylor's hair, keeping her in place as she rode out her pleasure. Taylor lapped up every drop of Emily's release, her tongue swirling around her sensitive clit, drawing out her orgasm until Emily was a trembling, panting mess.
"Fuck, Taylor," Emily gasped, her body slumping down onto the bench as she came down from her high.
"Your tongue is fucking magic." Taylor, her chin glistening with Emily's juices, looked up at her with a smug smile. "I aim to please, Captain," she said, her voice still muffled by the mouthguard. Emily chuckled, her fingers trailing down Taylor's cheek. "Don't call me that right now. Just call me Emily." Taylor nodded, her eyes locked onto Emily's. "Yes, Emily," she said, her voice soft and submissive. Emily smirked, her fingers now tracing the curve of Taylor's breast. "You liked that, didn't you?
Licking my pussy, making me come all over your face?" Emily asked, her voice still husky from her recent orgasm. Taylor nodded, her eyes glazed with desire. "Yes, Emily. I loved it," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Emily smirked, her fingers still tracing the curve of Taylor's breast. "Good. Because now I will give you what you wanted with the mouthguard. I will take it out of your mouth, shove it up my ass and have you wear it in your mouth again.
How does that sound, Taylor?" Emily asked, her voice laced with lust and mischief. She had never imagined doing something like this before, but the thought of it sent a jolt of desire straight to her core. I want that," she managed to choke out, her voice barely above a whisper. Emily smirked, her fingers trailing down to her ass, spreading her cheeks open, revealing her tight little hole. "Then watch closely, Taylor. I will now take out your mouthguard and slide it up my ass . And then, you will wear it in your mouth again, tasting my asshole." Emily's voice was low and commanding, sending a shiver down Taylor's spine. She couldn't believe they were doing this, but the thought of tasting Emily's ass made her pussy throb with excitement.
Emily carefully removed the mouthguard from Taylor's mouth, wiping it on her t-shirt before bringing it to her own ass. She spat on it, coating it in her saliva, and then pressed it against her tight little hole.
Taylor watched, her eyes wide with anticipation, as Emily slowly pushed the mouthguard into her ass. Emily let out a low moan, her body tensing as she stretched herself around the silicone.
"Fuck, Emily, that's so hot," Taylor panted, her fingers trailing down to her own pussy, rubbing herself in time with Emily's movements.
Emily smirked, her eyes locked onto Taylor's. "You like watching me stretch my ass for you, huh? You like seeing me take this mouthguard up my tight little hole?"
Taylor nodded, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts. "Yes, fuck yes.
I love watching you, Emily. Your ass looks so fucking hot stretched around that mouthguard," Taylor panted, her fingers rubbing her clit faster, her body writhing with desire. Emily chuckled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You want to taste it, don't you? You want to know what my ass tastes like?" she taunted, her fingers now pushing the mouthguard further into her ass, making herself groan with pleasure. Taylor nodded, her eyes locked onto Emily's ass, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts. I want to taste you.
I want to feel that mouthguard in my mouth, coated in your ass," Taylor said, her voice ragged with desire. Emily smirked, her fingers still pushing the mouthguard in and out of her ass, fucking herself with it. "You want me to make you my little ass-eating slut, huh?" she taunted, her voice laced with lust and dominance. Taylor nodded, her eyes locked onto Emily's ass, her fingers rubbing her clit faster. I want to be your slut.
I want to taste your ass, Emily," Taylor panted, her fingers rubbing her clit furiously, her body writhing with anticipation. "Greedy little thing, aren't you? Always wanting more," she taunted, her fingers still fucking her ass with the mouthguard. She wanted to draw this out, to make her beg even more, but she also wanted to feel her tongue on her ass, to feel her taste herself on Taylor's tongue.
She pulled the mouthguard out of her ass, the silicone coated in her juices, and brought it to Taylor's mouth. "Open up, slut. I want to see you taste my ass," Emily commanded, her voice laced with lust and dominance. Taylor eagerly complied, her mouth opening wide, her tongue sticking out, ready to receive the mouthguard. Emily smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she rubbed the mouthguard against Taylor's tongue, coating it in her ass juices. "Taste it, Taylor.
Taste my fucking ass," Emily growled, pushing the mouthguard further onto Taylor's tongue. Taylor moaned, her eyes rolling back as she savored the taste of Emily's ass. It was salty and musky, the flavor of Emily's arousal mingling with the slight tang of her ass. She loved it, she wanted more.
"Fuck, Emily, your ass tastes so fucking good," Taylor mumbled around the mouthguard, her fingers still rubbing her clit frantically. Emily smirked, her eyes gleaming with lust.
You like tasting my ass, you little slut?" she taunted, her fingers tangling in Taylor's hair, holding her in place. Taylor nodded, her eyes locked onto Emily's, her tongue swirling around the mouthguard, savoring the taste of her ass. I fucking love it," she admitted, her voice muffled by the silicone. Emily chuckled, her fingers still holding Taylor's head in place. Because now it's time for you to return the favor. I want to taste your ass, Taylor.
I want to feel your tongue on my asshole, pushing inside me, making me moan and squirm." Emily's voice was low and commanding, sending a wave of excitement through Taylor's body. She had never thought she would find pleasure in such a taboo act, but the way Emily was talking to her, the hunger in her eyes, it made her want to do anything she asked.
Taylor nodded, her mouth still full with the mouthguard coated in Emily's ass juices. She wanted to taste Emily, to explore her body in the most intimate way possible. Wearing the enormous wet mouthguard turned Taylor on in a way that couldnt be described. She felt overwhelmed by the sheer size of it, her cheeks bulging with the silicone. Emily noticed her discomfort and chuckled, "You look so fucking hot like that, Taylor. Like a little slut with your mouth full of my ass."
Taylor, unable to speak, moaned in response, her eyes rolling back as she savored the taste of Emily's ass on the mouthguard. Emily, still standing, reached down and grabbed Taylor's jaw, tilting her head up to look at her.
"You heard me, slut. I want to taste your ass. Get on your hands and knees, present that tight little hole to me." Taylor, her eyes glazed with lust, eagerly complied. She turned around, positioning herself on her hands and knees, her ass on display for Emily. She could feel the cool air of the locker room against her heated skin, the anticipation building inside her as she waited for Emily's touch.
Emily took a moment to appreciate the sight before her. Taylor's ass was round and firm, her pussy glistening with arousal. Emily decided to put in her own mouthguard before playing with Taylor.
She wanted to feel the thickness, the texture, the slight give of the silicone as she pushed it into Taylor's tight little hole. She wanted to taste Taylor's ass, to feel her muscles clench around the mouthguard as she fucked her with it.
She spat on the mouthguard, coating it in her saliva, and then brought it to Taylor's ass. She could see her hole, tight and puckered, waiting for her. She ran her fingers along Taylor's slit, gathering her juices, and then used them to lubricate her asshole.
Taylor let out a low moan, her body tensing as Emily's fingers teased her tight little hole. You like me getting your ass ready for my mouthguard?" she taunted, her fingers still rubbing Taylor's asshole, making her squirm with pleasure.
Taylor could only nod, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts, her body writhing with anticipation.
She wanted to feel Emily's mouthguard in her ass, she wanted to be filled, she wanted to be used. Emily smirked, her fingers still teasing Taylor's asshole, spreading her juices around, getting her ready. "You want me to fuck your ass with this mouthguard, don't you, you little slut?" she taunted, her voice low and commanding. Taylor let out a whimper, her hips bucking, seeking more contact. Please," she begged, her voice ragged with desire. Emily chuckled, her fingers still teasing Taylor's asshole. She wanted Taylor to defecate in the mouthguard, giving Emily something to bite into.
She pushed the mouthguard into Taylor's ass, feeling her tight muscles resist before giving way, allowing the silicone to slide inside.
"Fuck, Emily, that's so big," Taylor moaned, her body tensing as she adjusted to the sensation of being filled.
Emily smirked, her fingers digging into Taylor's hips as she pushed the mouthguard further into her ass. "You can take it, slut. You can take all of it."
Taylor nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as she forced herself to relax, to take the mouthguard deeper.
Emily's fingers dug into her hips, pulling her back, impaling her further on the silicone. "That's it, slut. Take it like a good little whore," Emily growled, her voice laced with lust and dominance. Taylor could feel the mouthguard stretching her, filling her, the thickness of it pressing against her walls, rubbing against her most sensitive spots. The sensation was overwhelming, but she wanted more. She wanted to be used, to be fucked, to be completely consumed by Emily.
"Fuck, Emily, I can feel it.
I can feel your mouthguard in my ass," Taylor panted, her voice muffled by the mouthguard she was wearing in her mouth. Emily smirked, her fingers still digging into Taylor's hips, holding her in place. Now I'm going to fuck you with it. I'm going to make you feel every inch of this silicone in your tight little hole." Emily began to move, slowly at first, sliding the mouthguard in and out of Taylor's ass, fucking her with it. Taylor let out a low moan, her body tensing as she adjusted to the sensation.
The mouthguard was thick, filling her ass completely, and Emily's movements were slow and deliberate, pushing it in and out, fucking her with it. She could feel every ridge, every curve of the silicone, rubbing against her sensitive walls, stimulating her in ways she had never experienced before.
"Fuck, Emily, that feels so good," she moaned, her fingers digging into the cold tile floor, her hips bucking, seeking more friction. Emily chuckled, her grip on Taylor's hips tightening, pulling her back, impaling her further on the mouthguard. She wanted Taylor to defecate in the mouthguard, giving Emily something to bite into.
She pushed the mouthguard deeper into Taylor's ass, feeling her tight muscles resist before giving way, allowing the silicone to slide inside."Relax, Taylor. Let it happen," Emily encouraged, her voice low and soothing. Taylor took a deep breath, trying to relax her body, to let go. She felt the pressure building in her bowels, and she pushed, feeling her shit fill the mouthguard. The sensation was strange, but also incredibly erotic. She could feel her asshole stretching, accommodating the mouthguard and her own waste. Emily moaned, her fingers digging into Taylor's hips, feeling her shit fill the mouthguard. "That's it, baby. Fuck, that's so hot," she growled, her voice laced with lust and excitement. Once Taylor had finished, Emily slowly pulled the mouthguard out of her ass, the silicone now coated in a mixture of Taylor's shit and her own saliva.
She held it up, examining it, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Look at this, Taylor. Look at what you've done," she said, her voice laced with lust and pride. Taylor turned her head, looking at the mouthguard, and felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. She had never seen her own shit before, let alone someone else's. But there was also something incredibly erotic about it, about seeing the evidence of her pleasure, of her submission to Emily. Emily noticed her discomfort and chuckled, "Don't be shy, Taylor. This is just the beginning. I'm going to put this mouthguard in my own mouth, and then I'm going to kiss you. I want you to taste yourself on my tongue." zyst Taylor's eyes widened in shock and excitement at Emily's words. "You're going to what?" she stammered, her heart pounding in her chest.
Emily smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "That's right, Taylor. I'm going to kiss you, and you're going to taste yourself on my tongue. But first, I want you to watch."She held the mouthguard up to her own mouth, her eyes locked onto Taylor's. Slowly, she slipped the silicone between her lips, coating it in her saliva, tasting the mixture of Taylor's shit and her own. Taylor watched, her eyes wide with shock and excitement, as Emily sucked on the mouthguard, cleaning it, making it wet and shiny. "Fuck, Emily, that's so dirty," she moaned, her fingers rubbing her clit, her body writhing with desire. Emily chuckled, her mouth still full of the mouthguard. "You like it, don't you, you little slut?
You like watching me suck your shit off this mouthguard," Emily taunted, her voice muffled by the silicone. Taylor could only nod, her eyes locked onto Emily's mouth, watching as she sucked and licked the mouthguard clean. The sight was so fucking hot, so incredibly dirty, it made her pussy throb with desire.
"You want me to kiss you now, Taylor? You want to taste yourself on my tongue?" Emily asked, her voice low and husky, her eyes gleaming with lust. Taylor nodded, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts, her body writhing with anticipation.
I want to taste myself on your tongue," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Emily smirked, her fingers trailing down to Taylor's chin, tilting her head up to look at her. "Good girl," she said, her voice low and commanding. She leaned in, her lips pressing against Taylor's, her tongue pushing into her mouth, coated in the taste of Taylor's shit and her own saliva. Taylor moaned, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the taste of herself on Emily's tongue.