This story is roughly 5000 words long, and involves mmf, creampie, oral sex, and revenge.
Blue and a little rusted in the corners, the heavy iron door slammed so hard that it caused echoes to explode across the gym. Ally was pissed.
Fury seemed to well up in burning green eyes and crept across her brow. Her fists balled up at the end of her toned, tanned arms. Casually brushing the blonde locks that had escaped from beneath her cowboy hat, she stalked the halls of the school gracefully, like some stalking huntress.
Even when she was furious, there was no mistaking that she was one of the beautiful, arrogant girls who naturally dominated the cheerleading team.
She was even pretty as she worked up a sweat, just five minutes ago, when she keyed the red pick-up truck that her soon-to-be-ex boyfriend Dan drove.
They were the classic couple, or at least, used to be. He was the handsome quarterback and she, the star cheerleader on his arm. Dan was a temptingly tall, dark, and handsomely sculpted statue. Apparently some girl that Ally had never met before felt so too. When Dan’s team was playing in another city, she stayed the night in his hotel room.
Ally only found out because Dan, not the sharpest tool in the shed, accidentally forwarded the convo he’d been having with said home-wrecking girl. The rest, like the tires on Dan’s pickup, was history.
Ally stormed through the gym. She’d expected to find him here, working out. “Probably bragging about the whore he’d banged while the fucker was away,” she fumed.
Although her cheerleading kept her svelte and trim, it also made her toned, allowing her far more force than one would suspect. Pilates and yoga, she smirked, as another door satisfyingly nearly flew off its hinges.
She had just toppled a large wire basket of footballs when she heard riotous laughter echoing down a far corridor.
“Dan,” she seethed. Her blood began to boil.
Ally marched toward the hallway, and noticed that it came from the boys’ locker room. She grinned. There’d be something so very satisfying about tearing Danny-boy a new one in front of all of his friends. Music to her ears. She grinned devilishly and carefully pushed her way through the door.
She was met with a steamy wave of sweat, soap, and cologne. She paused, however briefly, and allowed herself to enjoy the raw masculinity of the place, before continuing down the short, dark hallway.
She stopped just short of the final door, disappointed because realized that there were far fewer voices than she’d originally thought.
Straining to listen, she immediately recognized both. One was Blake, a lightning fast running back with a swimmer’s body, and the other was Davis, a massive teddy bear of a man who kept Dan’s worthless hide safe on the field. She liked them both. Blake for the eye candy, and David because he’d blush and stammer every time one of the cheerleaders would flirt with him. And they all did. Poor guy.
She stopped to listen further – maybe Dan was in the shower? Ally allowed herself to eavesdrop through the door. Of course Blake was doing the talking.
“So then, seriously guy, he fuckin’ goes,” Blake was lecturing the massive Davis, “you fucker’s gotta pay for that, ‘cause that shit ain’t free!” Ally listened to Davis burst into laughter, as Blake tried to add even more elements to his likely made-up story. The big man was in the middle of congratulating his lightning-fast friend when Ally decided to crash the party.
“Evening gents,” she said, looking at no one in particular, with the slightest tilt of her hat.
Both boys froze completely.
She was somewhat relieved that they were both wearing towels, but they’d clearly just finished hitting the showers. Davis comically tried to cover his barrel chest with his massive arms, and Blake offered her a completely surprised, wide-eyed smirk.
“Allykins,” the slender boy greeted her. He knew she hated that.
“Cut the crap! Where’s that sack of shit man of mine?” she roared.
She knew by the looks on their faces that Dan had already told them. They looked nervously at one another, before Blake began to stammer a reply. “Ally, he uh…”
“You know what,” she cut him off, “I don’t even fucking care. Screw him. We’re finished.” She literally shook with rage.
Both men stood in silence, unsure how to proceed.
“He’s history, so in the past. You know what I need? Someone to celebrate my new freedom from that asshole,” she announced triumphantly.
Davis looked away, while Blake smiled, fumbling for his words, for a change.
“Got any single friends? I need someone to help me get over that limp-dick loser,” she casually announced to the pair, as she examined her nails.
Blake laughed, cleared his throat, and laughed again.
Davis sweetly tried to play mediator. “Ally, you don’t mean that. I know that Dan’s got his problems,” he began, but she ignored the rest of what he said, when she realized how massive his bulge was under his towel. He’d tried to cover it with his hands, but was failing.
She interrupted him.“Really?” she asked, as she stepped menacingly toward him. The massive man actually shrunk back.“You have no idea where I’d find someone like that?” she asked in a soft, kittenish voice, as she playfully tugged at his towel.
Visibly worried, Davis backed off. “Hey, cut it out,” he demanded, trying to hide the massive bulge in his pants. Blake watched in awed silence.
Before anyone could react, Ally had managed to yank the towel off causing Davis’ cock to bob out from its hiding place.
Ally gasped loudly, eyes wide, as she covered her mouth gently.
“Fuck son…” Blake shook his head in a compliment to his large friend.
Davis began to turn a deep shade of red, and watched Ally in stunned silence.
“Good god, if only Danny had toys like this,” she cooed, unable to hide the beaming smile that crept across her face.“So,” she began, as she leaned in closely.
Davis stumbled over his words. “Y-yes?”
Her eyes were wide with excitement and her breath was heaving in her chest. She felt a little bad that she was seducing the sweet boy so effortlessly, but it was well worth it.
“Can I touch it?” Ally asked in a seductive, throaty purr.