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The Basketball Team #2
Larry stood up on the entrance steps of the bus with a
reluctant Synthia cowering at his side. She would have slid down
and tried to get away if it had not been for his hold of her
hair. As it was, she was twisting and squirming in his strong
grip, trying to cover her slit and nipples with her hands, hoping
to save what was left of her modesty.
It was a futile hope. The frustrated earfucker came up, grabbed
her right hand and uncovered her slit. He roughly stuck a bony,
black finger in her and then shouted angrily: "What is this shit?
This whore is juicing to beat the band. I thunk that you'll stuck
up white bitches had ice in here but this'un is ready to fuck us
all." He turned to his friends. "Just a whore watering for some
of our'n big black licorice sticks."
Tears rolled down Synthia's face, tracing paths through the thick
globs of come, as the crowd burst into laughter. She wanted to
shout at them that it wasn't her juices; that the boy's finger
had encountered the still warm cum left by the recent rapes.
But she was too scared.
Larry shot off the .45 again, to quiet the crowd of black
teenagers and maintain his authority. When they finally went
quiet, he hollered: "Shut up, motherfucker. You didn't even know
what hole to use when you had the chance." The kids laughed. "You
probably don't even know what to do with a fine piece of cunt
like this un if we was to give it to you for a week. You'd
probably just be pleading on those bony knees of you'rn to get a
little suck on one of these here tits. Now get out the way and
let me get this show on the road. We got business here, fucker."
Embarrassed, the earfucker withdrew a slimy black finger from
Synthia's hole and, recognizing his place, shut his mouth.
Larry grinned at the crowd. "Now, we have a lying, stealing,
conniving bitch here. She done bribed and fucked her way here and
she done promised the officials that she'd give um a piece of
this..." He slid his hand along the front of her cuntpad. "...
for favorable decisions. So her team'd win the fuckin' cup.
Didn't you cunt?"
Synthia squirmed helplessly. "Please don't hurt me!" she begged.
"I was just trying to...."
"You see, I found out 'bout it, an I feels if this cunt is going
to be used again us I want's to sees it at work. It owes us. Does
I have any brothers that will volunteer to see if it is the real
power behind this team of pasty pussies we's got here!!" Larry
shouted.
Larry shoved her forward and she fell to her knees. A cheer went
up and the volunteers quickly assembled to sample the novel white
cunt. Some of the brothers decided that their were other holes
were in need of the attentions of some fine black hoses and tried
them. (The earfucker, as he was the smallest brother there got
left out and found only her ear and hair available again.)
"Now brothers and sisters," Larry went on having successfully
disposed of Synthia for the near future, "we come to the pasty
cunts that 'play ball' for this bitch." He surveyed the
cowering, near naked girls in front of him. "'Course," he sighed,
shaking his head in mock sadness, "it's not all prime meat. Give
me this little bitch here," he said, indicating Regina.
He lifted her slight weight till she was visible to all and
continued on: "You'll sure that this is a cunt?? I don't want to
find no hidden dick in this here supposed to be slit you'll
overlooked."
Regina was mortified. She had been stripped, examined and pawed
over for an eternity and still this niggar was calling her a boy.
At 17, she was ashamed of her flat chest and boyish figure, and
suffered lots of teasing from other kids at school. But she tried
to ignore it, working hard at school and on the team. She planned
to go to law school when she graduated. And, if she ever got free
of these black hands, she would file such a law suit....
"AHHHHHHAHHHHHAHHHHH!" Regina screamed as her scalp seemed to
catch fire in a thousand little places. She forgot her modesty
and grabbed for the black paw that had lifted her effortlessly.
She fought the fingers the gripped her hair, but they seemed to
be made of steel. Finally, her strength waned. She finally gave
up hopes of fighting the bastard and hung there like a trophy for
this black man.
With a huge grin, Larry lifted the crying girl even higher into
the air. "Yes sir. It still looks like a cock holder to me... Any
of you'll brothers tried a dick in this?" he asked, sinking his
thumb in the hole he was discussing.
"Noooo...." This brought renewed struggles from Regina as Larry's
thick, greasy finger pushed up against her cherry. The slender
girl tried to push his hand away, but he was too strong. She hung
there, helpless and naked in the man's hands, as he pushed and
then broke her cherry. "Nooo..."
"Lookie here!!" Larry exclaimed, waving his bloody finger in the
air, "Bitch must of got teeth in there. See she bit me!!! You'll
didn't do a good job of zamining the bitch. Give me that old base
ball bat you got there. I going to knock the teeth out of this
hole for all you'se." He grabbed the bat and stuck the narrow end
up against her clit at the mouth of her cunt. Regina squealed in
fear and started struggling anew, desperate to escape the thick,
wooden member. Larry grinned at her struggling. He placed the end
of the bat against her cunt and slowly lowered her onto it.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHAAAAA" Reginna screamed, twisting and thrashing as
her wooden lover gave her her first fuck. She sunk down and then,
finally, passed out. Larry pulled her up and the bat stayed in
its snug new home. The crowd laughed. Regina was now open for all
time. She would be able to take on the biggest of them with ease
now and ever more....
Larry let her fall to the ground where she lay, unconscious, the
bat still sticking out of her wide open cunt. "Now them teeth
wont bother you'll little black snakes none," Larry laughed.
Finished with the slender brunette, he cast his gaze over the
crying teenagers. "Her!" He pointed at Sandra, a tall girl with
large breasts and thick, red hair. "Get me the big titted red
head. This one going to look nice on the court with a set of
bells on her tits."
Sandra fought as black hands pulled her towards the impromptu
dias, but she was quickly forced to the waiting clutches of the
powerful black man. She let out a cry as his hugh paw closed over
her hair and, as had happened moments earlier with Regina, lifted
her above the heads of the milling masses. She sought to cover
her treasures but Larry slapped her right tit with his free hand.
"AHHHH AHHH......" Sandra screamed and, seeking to cover her
jiggling tits, shifted her hands upwards. Larry reached down,
grabbed her pubic hair and lifted. The results were loud and
immediate. She resumed screaming, with a higher pitch and her
hands left her tits.
"Now this here un look like a basketball carrier. These two we
could cut off and play with at any ole lot in the ghetto. Might
take a bit of a knack to bounce up with these sticky out nipples.
I might try's that later, maybe after we get done today." Using
both arms, Larry flung the twisting, wailing Sandra into the
crowd.
"OK. Listen up you'll black bastards. We going to take these
pasty pussies into the old gym here and have um limber up for the
game today. Now bring um along... let's get inside to help our
opponents. Sportsmen to... pussy... so to speak. HAHAHAHAAH"
The crowd surged forward and dragged the reluctant, naked team
members to their fate. Regina, still unconscious, was pulled
into the building by her hair, still trailing the baseball bat
between her legs. The guy who had been fucking Synthia
reluctantly pulled out. He pulled her to her feet and shoved the
gasping coach into the building. The brunette stumbled along
after her team, a thick trail of cum dribbling down her legs.
The building seemed to be some kind of abandoned school. They
were led down a short hallway and into a larger room. It was a
gym, complete with basketball hoops, but the wood floor was
old and cracked. Inside the gym, they were herded to their bench.
On the bench were a collection of hugh dildos nailed down to the
seat.
"Now this is your bench and cause you is already dressed for it
take your seats." Larry ordered.
It was too much for Terry. The tall, willowy blonde let out a
scream and tried to run away. She was quickly caught and so
became the first one to take to a dildo. Kicking and screaming,
she was forced to straddle the massive phallus.
"Now you get it in your hole or we won"t be so choosie. We
might pick the wrong un. Or make a new un altogether," Larry said
looking in Terry's wide, blue eyes. She was sure he meant it and
so she obeyed, lowering her precious cunt onto the waiting dildo.
She wasn't a virgin or anything, but being forced to impale
herself onto a dildo in front of a bunch of... and it was so
large! After six agonizing inches, she tried to stop, but a
collection of helping hands on her shoulders forced her reluctant
cunt to the fullest stuffing she had ever experienced. By the
time her naked ass touched the bench, her eyes became glassy and
she knew what a goose felt when stuffed.
"I bet she be ready for my big ol snake after that," the
earfucker interjected...
"Boy I done told you to get out the way, and put that little
slimy thing back where it belong. or I going to cut it off and
put it in YOUR ear," Larry exclaimed. Larry went around and
slapped Terry's small, firm tits back and forth a few times till
he tired of the bounce. The girl didn't fight; she just closed
her eyes and leaned forward slightly, trying to ease the pain.
Satisfied, Larry looked up at the other girls. "Bring um all down
here and seat um up here to hear my pep talk to them."
The girls fought and cried and twisted and screamed and begged
and writhed... but, finally, they were all seated on their
respective dildos. Even Regina, who had turned out to be the only
virgin on the team, was woken and had the bat removed in favour
of the new intruder. Eventually, they were assembled on the bench
before the rival coach. The hands of the black teens assured
that they were firmly in place at the bottom of the seats.
"Now," he started, "we's gonna start your trainin to get ready
for the game tonight. To limber you all up, we thinks you'll like
a little run, oh... say about 6 miles, through the streets with
the crowd of boys as your protection. 'Course to assure that you
don't get lost we'll lock you to this little tackle dummy with
Bubba and Dimona to hold it down."
Bubba and Dimona walked forward. They must have each weighed at
least 300 lbs.
"Now to aid you in this little run I'm going to shoot you each up
with a little crank. This stuff let you pull this little tackle
dummy to the moon and back." He gestured at a couple of the black
teenagers. "'Course we got to assure that the judges don't know
you been shooting up so we do it in the pussy lips. Guys hold um
down."
Terry was first and she hardly knew what was coming. The sting
to her left cunt lip was slight compared to the painful stuffing
of her cunt so she just stared blankly as the methamphetamine
went into the secret lip.
Regina was next in the line. Dazed, she didn't struggle at all.
All she knew was that the dildo was easier on her innards than
the bat. So she just sat there and marvelled at her increasing
energy.
Larry did a couple more of the girls and then straightened up.
"Thomas, get your black ass over here and shoot up these pussy
lips for me. You got the experience here 'bouts. You three
bangers take the fixed uns to the sleds and yoke un at the field
and hold um till I get there. YOU'LL HEAR ME!! I gots to start
this lying pussy of a coach to her interview 'for the time run
out. Now you'll get your black asses in gear."
Satisfied that his troops were following orders, he looked around
for Synthia. He found her on the fringe of the crowd, on her
hands and knees servicing a number of black dicks. The earfucker
hovered around on the edge of the group, looking for an opening.
"Get out the way motherfuckers! Me and the coach got some
futures to discuss. You'll get up to the floor and see to the
sleighs. I want no slipups with then hiped up pussies. One of
them gets away you'll going to have to chase then to the moon and
back. They's all got to be at the game this afternoon. Now get's
to it."
The kids scattered. Grinning, Larry grabbed Synthia by her arm
and dragged her down the hall and into the former principals
office.
