Michelle was slowly getting extremely pissed off. She'd arrived at the court for their practice expecting the other girls to be there and no-one was. OK, she'd been a bit early but she'd assumed that at least one of the others would be there or would arrive shortly. But no. They didn't turn up to the very last moment, the four of them chatting and giggling, apparently about last nights date. Michelle had asked what the story was but they'd just waved it aside with a casual "You'd have to have been there."
So they got off to a slightly late start, but that didn't really matter. Their practice had started slowly but smoothly, the team honing their skills and working together the way a team should. No problems.
Then it was all downhill. The rest of the team started clowning around and grandstanding, and Michelle didn't have the faintest idea why. She pushed a bit harder to see if they'd straighten up and get with the plan, but things just seemed to get worse. Those idiots were giggling and having fun, but they weren't getting a proper practice in. Michelle had had enough and she called the girls together for a huddle.
"OK. Would someone care to tell me what's going on. I'm a big girl now. I'm nineteen. Nothing you say will shock me, but if someone doesn't explain fast I'm going to kill one of you and bury you under the goal post as a warning to future players."
"You can't. It's floorboards, not dirt," someone giggled, and Michelle turned a fulminating eye on the offender.
"Ok, OK," Nicki said in a hurry. "It's him. He's turned up to watch the practice."
Michelle looked around. There was one spectator, sitting on the seats at the top of the stand. "Who was he?" she wondered. "Oh, yes. That's Rick. I've seen him around. Why's he upsetting them. He doesn't seem to be anything special."
Michelle turned back to the team. "What's so special about him? Why are you all playing up to him?"
The team seemed to be quite interested in looking anywhere but at her, and no reply was volunteered. Michelle felt her frustration and her temper rising.
"Look, he's a nothing," she protested. "I mean, can you name even one girl he's dated or managed to talk into bed?"
Nancy muttered something, but Michelle was sure he misheard.
"Sorry, I don't think I caught that. Could you repeat it, please."
"I said," said Nancy, loudly and clearly, "that I could name four."
Michelle looked at the rest of the team, who were looking back, a couple of them blushing slightly. It didn't take a genius to decide which four were being referred to.
"All of you? You've all slept with him? When did this happen?"
"Last night," said Nancy, "and there wasn't much sleeping involved."
"And the rest of you?" queried Michelle.
"Nancy just told you," pointed out Sandra. "Last night."
"But..." Michelle paused, not quite believing what they seemed to be saying. "Are you saying he fucked all four of you last night?"
"He banged me at the party, and promised he'd see me home safely," said Sandra. "I drank too much and fell asleep, but he was as good as his word. He got Nicki and Nancy to help him take me home to the dorm."
"He stopped on the way home, stripped us and screwed both of us. For some reason we just couldn't say no." Nancy supplied.
"When he got to the dorm he carried Sandra up to our room," sighed Jan. "Nicki and Nancy were trying to explain to that dragon of a warden what was going on, and he did something to slow down the elevator. He walked into our room and dumped Sandra on the bed and then looked at me. I'd always liked him and have talked with him quite often, and he just smiled at me and I was only wearing those shortie pj's of mine and then I wasn't and you can guess the rest. It turns out he can perform very quickly when he needs to."
"We were discussing what happened this morning, and that's when we found out just what he'd done. Or who he'd done, I suppose I should say," giggled Nicki.
"He actually had sex with all of you in one night? He must have the balls of a bull."
"And a cock to match," came a quiet comment, with smirks appearing on the faces of the team.
