Crime and Punishment
After the competition, things get hot..
The competition was over. Anna walked with a light step towards the cabin, where her athletes absolutely deserved her praise. An evening that justified the hard daily work
"Great, guys! I can only praise, everything worked out and I saw full commitment and a great win, great victories -- well, except for a few losers, but our team pulled it all out. And the losers didn't lose, they won as well with the team."
Anna's words after such well-gone competitions were more or less always the same, but they always came from the heart.
"Now relax, take a shower and don't be late for the final party!"
Anna left the changing room; after her triumph over three other, really well-ranked colleges, she was looking forward to the congratulations-tour with her colleagues. The mood in the changing room was also great; exhausted but in a great spirit, the 12 athletes sat and lay around and didn't think about taking care of their sweaty bodies and getting them into party order.
"Wow, I thought I was going to burst," Steffi, the eldest, shouted her pride at her victory into the room.
"Yes, you were red like a tomato with sunburn," Georg agreed, "as always: all over your body!
"All over your body," the changing room shouted, laughing, because that was one of Anna's sayings that the group had chosen as a funny battle cry.
"What do you think?" Steffi replied. "He had a tongue like a Hitachi-vibrator. If you had a clitoris, Georg, you would know what a little girl has to suffer if she doesn't want to have an orgasm so hard that the doctor comes."
Steffi was proud. She had kept the really best licker she had ever met in check. His tongue had played around her clit with the hottest hardness, speed and precision, so that in private sex she would have gladly exploded after 10 seconds. In the competition, however, she had used her experience, had the coldest thoughts, tried to relax her clit and not let the guy know how horny he was with the slightest twitch of her pussy. That had worked well for a while. Since she had been blindfolded as the "victim" in this competition, although connected to measurements, she had not been able to see how far the time had really progressed and was afraid that they might reach the 90% zone long before the end.
He had been really good! At around 70% he had given her time again and again, had not attacked wildly, but had very subtly adapted the technique, the pressure and the speed in order to then attack even more sophisticatedly. But then Steffi was able to outwit him: the audience had suddenly roared triumphantly and Steffi had immediately sensed that this was for her pairing with the local hero and that she had now reached 90%.
None of this had happened logically. At this point, all logic in her brain had long since been replaced by hot, insane horniness. But instinctively she had taken a deep breath, regaining one last moment of calm - otherwise it was dangerous to breathe deeply, because a lot of oxygen relaxes and opens you up to deep excitement. In addition, Steffi was able to cover up her biggest shortcoming: private lovers often laughed at her "90% shaking", because in fact Steffi had not been able to stop her legs from shaking wildly with excitement at this point. Today's opponent had only noticed that Steffi was cooling down a bit and then made the mistake of launching a wild attack on her sensitive clitoris and massaging her nipples at the same time.
Bad luck for him! The orgasm was quick and powerful. And the satisfaction was all the greater when Steffi ripped off her blindfold when the jury blew and looked at the clock: 11 minutes and she had reached the finish line! Triumph! The stupid boy had lost and, out of anger, did not even have the calm to prolong her orgasm, as would have been normal, so that a member of the jury had taken pity on her and sweetened her orgasm with skillful fingers.
"And our little one did well too!" Steffi was now talking about Stefan, the new guy. He had received applause when he had unpacked his cock for his competition round. His chosen partner had been more of a "petite" type and she had had difficulty even putting her sweet Barbie mouth around Stefan's glans. There had been no question of deep throating either. Nevertheless, she had quickly brought Stefan to climax with tongue acrobatics. But thanks to the team effort, that had not stood in the way of the overall victory.
On the way to the party, Patty, one of the newer girls, was thinking less about the team's performance than about her own experiences. She had won her match as a "victim" and then narrowly lost as a "player." That didn't matter anymore because she was thinking about a boy from another team who she found incredibly cute. After a one-two victory over his partner, he had grinned at her so cheekily as he passed by the team benches, rubbed his still half-hard cock and licked his lips suggestively.
Patty usually couldn't stand such macho nonsense, but she couldn't get THAT guy out of her mind right now. No, he wasn't "cute," more of a wiry, athletic type. The party was nice, and the music was loud. Nothing special. Patty was standing next to the dance floor with a slightly alcoholic drink - she was an athlete and training was scheduled for the day after tomorrow at the latest! When she suddenly felt a hand on her neck and a mouth on her ear.
"Little one, what is something so sweet doing here alone?"
She turned around and the stupid pick-up guy was actually that macho-guy from before!
"And you?" she replied over her shoulder without turning around.
"I look at dancers and think about how they looked naked just a moment ago, but..."
"What, 'but'?"
"...but I just want to see you naked one more time, honey."
Still a stupid come-on, but a bit more imaginative. Still too direct for flirting, and then his hand, which suddenly rested on Patty's stomach from behind and pressed her against the wiry male body. Patty could feel his trained legs and his half-hard cock. What was wrong with her? She didn't want to, but she noticed how her stomach was getting warm, her vulva was warm too, so warm and... yes, hot! Patty didn't turn away, but was still leaning against the guy.
"Are you only thinking of stupid things? But that won't be enough."
"Just come outside, then maybe I'll show you what it might be good for."
He took her hand now and simply pulled her along. Patty left and knew that was a mistake, but one that she couldn't avoid and didn't want to avoid. The guy was from the home team, by the way, and knew his way around. And he even had a key to her training room.
