Page 21 of Puck Like A Girl

My towel is next as I throw it at Royal. “Can you hold this for me?” He catches it in one hand, showing off his quick reflexes.

Standing in front of them in only my damp panties, I prepare myself to move forward with the rest of my plan.

I turn around and bend at the waist, slipping my hands into the waistband of my panties. I glance over my shoulder as I slowly slide them past my hips, down my legs, to my ankles, making sure they get a good long look at my glistening pussy and the ring of my asshole before straightening up and turning back around to face them.

They’re standing stone still, not moving a muscle except for the matching ticks pulsing at their clenched jaws. I’d laugh if I knew I had enough time to enjoy the agony they’re in, but I don’t, so I have to hurry with their punishment.

With my panties held loosely in my hand, I glide over to Fin, inwardly smiling as I watch their eyes eat up my naked body. The evidence of their lust jutting out from between their legs causes the towels around their waists to tent so much the cloth threatens to come untied.

I give them my sweetest smile as I slap my panties into Fin’s chest. “Can you make sure my panties don’t get wet?”

Three matching growls reach my ears as I step under the spray of the shower head, letting the hot water glide down my body. “Mmm, the water feels so good.” I moan, watching as their backs stiffen. I close my eyes and let the moment take control as I continue to moan and sigh, commenting on how good my aching body feels having something hot soothe it.

“Did you just sniff her panties?” Royal’s voice cuts through my lustful moans, and I snap my eyes open to see Fin with my panties held up to his nose as he inhales deeply.

Fuck me, that’s hot.

My nipples tighten, and my breasts feel heavy with the need to be played with. I give in, rolling my nipples between my fingers with a little tug, feeling the pull all the way down to my pussy.

“Hell, yes, I did.” Fin holds my panties out to Royal, waving them under his nose.

“Shit.” Royal grabs them, bringing my panties up to his nose, and inhales just as deeply as Fin did only moments ago.

“Let me see them.” Coulter snatches my panties out of Royal’s hand, bringing them to his nose; he inhales just as deeply as the other two. “Fuck,” he murmurs, sounding desperate. It gives me the encouragement I need to continue playing with fire.

“Excuse me, I need my shampoo.” I rub my wet, naked breasts on Fin’s back first, acting like I don’t notice what I’m doing as I search for my shampoo. I move to Royal’s back, pressing my breasts against him as I lean over his shoulder. Finally, I move to Coulter’s back, pressing my breasts tightly to his back as I reach around him, my hand blindly reaching for my shampoo bottle. “Thanks,” I say, grabbing the shampoo bottle out of Coulter’s hands and leaning over a little more to get a peek at his huge cock, barely concealed by the towel.

“Are you stroking your cock?” Royal’s words take a moment to sink into my mind. I snap my gaze to him, before my eyes fall on Fin and his massive cock. His hand wrapped tightly around it as he strokes his cock from root to tip. His bath towel long forgotten on the shower floor.

“What the hell am I supposed to do? Fuck her against the shower wall?” Fin continues to stroke his cock in long firm strokes.

I silently wait to see what Coulter and Royal have to say about Fin’s exhibitionist behavior.

“Fuck it, give me some of that body wash,” Royal growls at Coulter.

Coulter obeys Royal’s growled command, extending the bottle of body wash to his outstretched hand and squeezing a liberal amount in his waiting palm. He repeats the process for Fin before squirting some in his own hand. Coulter and Royal drop their towels to the shower floor and begin stroking their cocks.

It seems my little game has backfired, turning me on as well. I move around in front of them and drop to my knees, using their discarded towels to cushion my knees from the hard tile of the shower floor.

“Keep going.” I slip my hand between my thighs and rub my clit with one hand as I pinch my nipple with my other hand. My body is humming for release, watching these big, strong men masturbating in front of me and each other. It’s so hot I can barely hold off my orgasm, but I want us to all come at the same time.

Their breathing speeds up with each thrust of their hands over their huge cocks, and their eyes cloud over in lust. The sound of slapping skin on skin fills the air, and my orgasm rolls over me, but I need more. I want their combined cum to brand me.

“Cum on me,” I beg. My body quaking with my own release.

Their cocks jerk, spraying rope after rope of hot cum all over my body. From my hair to my lips, to my breasts and stomach, some even landing on my pussy.

Once my body is thoroughly painted by their mixed cum I rub it into my skin, wanting to absorb every drop. Their eyes follow my hands across my body.

I stick my tongue out, running it across my cum stained lips, drinking in as much of them as I can.

Our breathing finally slows down, and the sound of the locker room door opening breaks the silence. “Greg said you have ten minutes, or the bus will leave without you.” I don’t recognize the voice, but Fin does.

“We’ll be out in a few minutes, Jacobs. Now leave,” Fin says before Jacobs can enter the shower area. All three of them step in front of me to shield me if Jacobs decides to enter the showers.

The locker room door slams shut behind Jacobs, leaving us alone in the locker room again. The three of them turn around to face me, staring at me like they’ve never seen me before, making me feel vulnerable, especially in my position on my knees in front of them.

“Everyone rinse off. We need to get on the bus,” Royal grounds out, and just like that, the spell is broken. The only problem is my body is screaming for more.

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