Melanie’s Miscalculation

The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This story is a bit different than my usual submissions in that it is longer and has a little more build-up. Trust me though, the payoff is worth it. If you prefer a shorter fantasy, I have many others from which to choose.

The central idea of this story was actually a request from an anonymous reader that gives me ideas from time to time. I hope this lives up to his/her expectations.

As always, nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy. -xoxo Daphne.

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Anyone who has ever been a part of a university marching band knows that the people in the drum line exist in a world apart from everyone else. They practice as a unit, perform as a unit, hang out as a unit, and are of a different mind set than the rest of the band.

It is also usually a male dominated section.

It’s not that girls aren’t allowed to be in the drum line, but it is a bit rare. Usually, girls who are percussionists would rather play mallet instruments in the front of the band than marching around the field carrying a heavy drum on their shoulders. Occasionally, though, it did happen.

Such was the case with Melanie.

Melanie had been part of the university drum line for four years as the top bass player. She was a cute petite girl perfectly suited to carrying the smallest bass drum in the line and enjoyed being part of the unit.

As the only girl in the drum line, Melanie stood out in the group which included eight other players…all male. The guys never teased her though. On the contrary, they always looked out for Melanie and considered her “one of the guys”. It was a sweet relationship with which Melanie always felt comfortable. As she progressed through college, Melanie became so respected as a leader that the drum line elected her to be the captain of the section.

As one would expect, over the four years of college, Melanie was exposed to a lot of “guy talk” which, of course, usually involved all things sexual. Melanie, however, was a confident, outgoing woman who could hold her own in any conversation, and tended to just laugh off the sexual comments. Over her college years though, she had learned a lot about the mindset of guys and about all the fucked up things they often fantasied about doing to a girl.

Despite having been hanging around the same group of guys for years, Melanie was definitely not a tomboy. Rather, the twenty-one year old had matured into a really beautiful young lady with the face of a model. She had the most beautiful brunette hair which came down to her shoulders, deep brown eyes, and an adorable smile that somehow looked both cute and slightly naughty at the same time.

All the guys in the drum line had complimented Melanie’s ass at one time or another. It was curvy, but tight, and somehow managed to still look great even under a traditional marching band uniform. She was used to getting a light slap on the rear from the guys every now and then, usually before a performance as sort of a “go get ’em” kind of gesture. If any random guy had spanked Melanie’s rear though, they would have gotten slapped so fast they wouldn’t have known what happened. The guys in the drum line, however, she’d known for a long time, and each one of them took care of her as if she were their sister…

…their scorching hot sister.

Melanie’s breasts tended to get just as much attention as her rear. For her petite figure, Melanie’s rack was perfectly sized, perky, and full rather than overly large. During practice, Melanie would catch guys discretely staring at her perky mounds, and would jokingly bust them on it, not that she minded the attention, but because she loved being able to tease her guy friends with what she sometimes cutely referred to as her “puppies”.

During the marching season, the university bands often competed on weekends by performing their shows for a panel of judges. It was pretty intense, and Melanie’s drum line often delivered a great performance. At the end of a competition, there was always an awards ceremony on the field where scores were announced and trophies presented. Being the percussion captain, the only girl, as well as really cute, Melanie usually represented the drum line during ceremonies.

It was at one of their competitions, while Melanie was getting ready to walk onto the field with the other section leaders for the announcement of scores, when something happened that forever changed Melanie’s relationship with her drum line.

“I don’t even know why I’m bothering to go out there,” Melanie commented to her section after a less than stellar semi-finals run, “there is no way we are going to make the finals after that performance.”

“Come on Mels,” several of the drum line members tried to console her, “it wasn’t THAT bad.”

Melanie raised her eyebrows. “Are you kidding? It was lousy, and only six out of the twenty bands make the finals. I know I try to be positive, but this time, we’re going to get cut, I just know it.”

“You really think so?” one of the other players asked.

“Um, duh, Mark,” Melanie answered with slight irritation. “The odds aren’t good at all. In fact, I’d put money on it.”

Seeing a little tiff between Mark and Melanie made the rest of the guys in the drum line congregate around them.

“Would you actually like to make a bet on it?” Mark asked.

Melanie thought it over a moment. Normally, she wasn’t a betting kind of girl, but this was a sure fire win.

“Okay, might as well get something out of this,” she responded, “how much do you want to bet?”

Mark lowered his voice to answer.

“Let’s make it a little more interesting,” he suggested.

Melanie placed her hands on her hips and listened as all the guys in the drum line surrounded their leader.

“There are eight of us,” Mark gestured to the rest of the section, “if we don’t make the finals, you win, and each of us will give you a hundred dollars.”

Melanie raised her eyebrows. Eight hundred dollars was no small wager.

“What if I lose the bet?” Melanie asked, knowing she didn’t have eight hundred dollars to lose in a wager, no matter how much of a sure thing she thought the bet would be.

Receiving nods from the rest of the guys, Mark issued their terms.

“If we win by placing into the finals competition, then, on the bus ride home, the eight of us get to watch you take off your clothes and pleasure yourself until you come.”

Melanie’s jaw dropped.

“What…the…fuck? Are you kidding me?!?”

“Nope,” Mark answered, “we’ve all been fantasizing about you for months, and this is our chance to make some of that fantasy happen.”

Melanie folded her arms across her chest and glared at Mark.

“You guys are such pervs,” she said in a huff, looking at everyone in her section.

“Oh come on, Mels,” he responded, “it’s not like we’re asking to fuck you. We just want to watch you pleasure yourself. You are smokin’ hot and we want to see you come.”

Melanie didn’t say anything, but her stare could freeze water into ice.

Mark did notice, however, that she hadn’t said no yet.

“If you’re so sure that we won’t make the finals, you’ve got nothing to lose, now do you?”

Melanie rolled her eyes. “Guys are such a pain sometimes,” she thought to herself, “everything is always sexual with them.”

Shifting her hips to one side and tilting her head slightly as she considered the terms of the wager, Melanie had a plethora of thoughts going through her mind.

The feminist inside her was furious at being objectified in such a sexual wager. To have the nerve to even suggest the idea was so demeaning…not only to her, but to women in general…and yet, it somehow felt extremely satisfying to know that all of these guys she’d been friends with fantasized about her…a lot.

Melanie figured it wouldn’t matter anyway though. This wager was a sure thing.

“Fine,” the hot college girl finally answered, looking at the rest of the drum line, “get your wallets ready boys…because you guys are going down.”

Mark noticed the various band representatives assembling on the field for the announcement of scores.

“Looks like they’re getting ready to start, you’d better get out there.”

“Wait, we’re going to pinky swear on this first,” Melanie insisted, “I’m not having you guys lose this wager and then back out of paying me.”

“Fair enough,” Mark agreed, holding up his pinky finger to lock with Melanie.

The eight drum line players, Mark, Cam, Bryant, Darby, Knox, Anton, Dash, and Dario, surrounded Melanie as she turned around in the circle of guys to lock pinkies with each one of them.

With a look of confidence, Melanie flashed her cute smile and turned to walk onto the field.

Standing with her fellow band officers at an attention position, Melanie raised her chin and turned her attention to the announcer in the press box.

As general acknowledgements and recognitions were being made, Melanie’s thoughts began to wander, mulling over what she could do with eight hundred dollars. She almost felt sorry for the guys, and considered using some of the money to take them all out for a nice dinner as a consolation.

Then, Melanie remembered what they all had asked her to do…

“The nerve of those guys,” she thought to herself, “having me wager my body like that. They all deserve a slap.”

Melanie’s attention returned to the announcer as the scores for the 20th through 16th place bands were given. She knew their performance wasn’t that bad, and expected them to be in the middle of the pack somewhere.

…but then…

The scores for the 14th through 10th place bands were announced, and Melanie’s college had not been called.

“That’s odd,” the drum line captain thought to herself, “surely we aren’t in the top nine bands.”

When another college was announced in 9th place, Melanie started to get concerned. The top six made it to finals, and apparently, this was going to be a lot closer than she expected it to be.

Melanie moistened her lips nervously as the announcer named the 8th place band.

It wasn’t hers.

“What?” Melanie thought to herself. “No, this can’t be right. They must have made an error and forgotten to announce our score.”

Melanie’s heart was pounding as she waited for the announcement of the 7th place band.

This was it…

It HAD to be her band…it just HAD to be…

…it wasn’t.

As the result came over the press box microphone, Melanie’s mouth fell open in complete disbelief. Her fellow band officers standing with her were jumping up and down in excitement and hugging each other as they realized they had placed into the finals competition.

“Oh fuck, what have I done?!?” Melanie thought to herself as she stood completely speechless. She couldn’t bring herself to turn around and look at her section, who were all standing on the back bleachers.

“Ohgod! I’m going to have to masturbate naked in front of my entire section on the bus tonight!” Melanie’s mind was in full panic mode. “No! I can’t let them do this to me. How am I going to get out of this?!?”

The stunned drum line captain was so occupied with her dilemma that she didn’t even hear her band’s name called in 5th place.

As the remaining scores were announced, Melanie was trying to think of anything she could say to her section to get out of their wager. If it were just Mark, she could have denied the agreement ever took place, but she had pinky sweared with all eight of the guys at the same time!

The drum line captain tried to imagine what it would be like to be back on the bus, surrounded by the guys in her section as she took off her clothes and pleasured herself in front of them. It would be so embarrassing. She had to think of something…and quick.

Then she remembered…

Since the band had qualified for the finals, they had another performance to do tonight.

“That’s it!” Melanie said to herself, walking quickly backfield towards the bleachers where her section was gathered.

Maybe it was just her imagination, but as Melanie approached the guys, the curls of her brunette hair bouncing on her shoulders as she walked, they already seemed to be imagining her naked in their perverted minds.

Cam started to say something as Melanie reached the group, but she cut him off with a fiery glare.

“Wow, Mels,” Bryant commented, “you are so hot when you’re angry.”

“Shut up, Bryant,” the college girl’s eyes narrowed.

Bryant held up his hands and took a step back as Melanie whipped around to face Mark.

“Okay, hot shot, double or nothing, you name the stakes.”

“I dunno,” Mark dragged out the discussion on purpose, “we’re already going to watch you finger fuck yourself…it is a long ride home you know…I wouldn’t want us to not have any entertainment on the bus.”

Melanie crossed her arms, rolling her eyes angrily.

“Cut the crap, you jerk, and give me terms for the wager.”

Mark looked at the others.

“What do you say, guys? Shall we up the game?”

After a few moments of general agreement, Mark turned back to Melanie.

“Okay, Mels, let’s make a bet that just involves the nine of us.”

“I’m listening,” Melanie prompted.

“Regardless of how the rest of the band performs, if our drum line doesn’t win tonight in the finals, you don’t have to pleasure yourself in front of us on the way home, and we will still give you the money from the first bet.”

Melanie moistened her lips nervously as she waited to hear what her section of horny guys wanted her to wager this time.

“However, if we have the highest drum line score in the finals…the eight of us get to fuck you…tonight…any way we wish.”

Melanie’s eyes went wide as her mouth fell open.

“Are you serious?!? No way! I can’t do that! I’ve never done that before!”

“You’ve never been fucked before?” Mark raised his eyebrows.

“Well yeah, but not by eight people!” Melanie almost sounded defensive at the idea she might have been inexperienced. “I sure as heck won’t do it on the bus where everyone else could watch!”

“Okay then,” Mark replied, “if we win, we’ll fuck you when we get back to the music building after everyone else leaves…sort of a special drum line celebration.”

“I can’t believe I’m actually having this conversation with you guys,” Melanie looked around at her section. “Is this what you all really want? To fuck me?”

“Yeah,” all eight of the guys confirmed Melanie’s question as if it were obvious.

Shifting her weight to one side, Melanie put her hands on her hips authoritatively and addressed her entire section.

“I don’t even know our drum line score from the semi-finals. For all I know, we might have been first by a large margin.”

Mark shrugged. “That’s the risk you’ll have to take. One other thing, you have to perform your absolute best. No throwing the performance to get out of the bet.”

Melanie glared at Mark that he even suggested she would do such a thing.

“Fuck you.”

“That’s what we’re all hoping,” Mark fired back.

Melanie glared at each member of her section.

“You’re all fucking me in your minds right now, aren’t you?”

Nobody responded, but Melanie knew by their faces that her pussy was getting pounded in the perverted minds of each and every guy in her section.

“You boys all need a cold shower,” Melanie gestured to what she was wearing, “how in the world can you think a marching band uniform looks sexy?”

Mark smiled slightly and answered for the entire section.

“Because…Melanie…YOU make it sexy.”

The college girl almost smiled as she held up her pinky.

“Well dream on boys, because that’s as close to fucking me as you’re going to get.”

Melanie had determination in her eyes as the eight guys surrounded her. One by one, they all locked pinky fingers with their drum line captain…

…the one they were all planning to fuck tonight.

All through the evening, as the six finalist bands were preparing for the performance, Melanie couldn’t help but notice how focussed her section was during warm-ups. It was always a well-trained section…trained by her in fact…

…but this was different.

There was a fire in the group that she’d never seen before. There were no jokes, no light moments, no lame motivational speeches, just pure intense concentration on the task ahead.

“Mygod,” Melanie thought to herself as they marched towards the stadium to the sound of her bass drum taps, “they really want to win this bet.”

The college girl swallowed hard as the image of her being fucked relentlessly eight times over flashed through her mind.

“Hold it together, Mels,” she said to herself, trying to put the thought of being gang banged by her fellow drum line members out of her mind.

As the entire university band stood on the field ready to begin their show, Melanie tried hard to focus on the performance. She was still the drum line captain, and she had a job to do.

Within moments, the show began.

Years of playing in a percussion section and months of practice for this particular performance allowed Melanie’s mind to wander while her body was on automatic pilot performing the show. As she and her section drummed the most complex rhythms and executed intricate movements, Melanie found herself thinking about only one thing…

…how would the guys fuck her?

“What happens if we win?” Melanie began considering the possibilities. “Would they just take me? Would they hold me down? Would they tie me up? If I couldn’t take any more, could I ask them to stop? Would they stop even if I begged? Would I even be able to speak? What would it feel like to have their cocks inside me…pounding me…one after another…fucking me over and over…?”

Before she knew it, their performance was finished and the band was marching off the field, having played an unbelievable show to a cheering crowd.

Melanie, however, was only aware of one thing as she led the band off the field with her drum beat…

…her pussy was soaking wet.

***

“She’s coming,” Cam gathered the rest of the drum line together in the bus parking lot as they waited for their captain to bring the percussion evaluation results. The final scores for all the bands had been announced from the press box, but the individual drum line and color guard scores were given out to each band as a printout recap sheet at the end of the event.

The band had placed 2nd overall, something that everyone was happy with after a 5th place semi-finals result. However, it also meant that the drum line score was most likely going to be pretty high.

Would it be high enough, though?

Melanie’s section crowded around their captain as she opened the sealed packet and pulled out the recap sheet.

Glancing over the scores, Melanie’s mouth fell open in shock. She looked up at her section.

“We…” she swallowed hard, “…we won…”

Immediately, the section was celebrating and high-fiving each other. Each of the guys hugged Melanie with excitement for their group achievement.

Melanie put on a smile for her guys, trying to at least appear happy about their win. It was a big victory, but the drum line captain was very nervous on the inside. She knew that when they got back to the university…because of the wager…her entire section was going to get to fuck her.

“Dammit!” Melanie said more to herself than anyone else. “How did I get myself into this mess?”

With obvious frustration, Melanie shoved past the group and stormed off. All eight guys could tell that Melanie was upset when she brushed past and walked with purpose back towards their bus.

Hopping up the steps onto the vehicle and heading towards the rear seats, the college girl sat down petulantly, crossing her legs and folding her arms across her chest. Melanie was about to blow a gasket, mentally kicking herself for allowing things to go too far.

As she waited alone in the back of the bus, her eyes began to well up, overwhelmed by what was going to happen when they got back to the university.

Melanie tried not to cry, but the tears came anyway, and she placed her head in her hands.

About ten minutes later, one at a time, all eight guys in Melanie’s section quietly boarded the bus and gathered around their beautiful captain.

When the college girl realized she wasn’t alone, she glanced up and wiped her tears with her hands, trying to pull herself together. Her section looked at their leader sympathetically.

“Hey, it’s okay, Mels” Cam said, speaking for the group, “we don’t want you to be afraid.”

“Yeah,” Dario added, “we want you to enjoy it.”

Melanie looked up at her section and spoke softly. “I’m…scared.”

The guys leaned in closer.

“It’s okay,” Dash said taking Melanie’s hand gently, “don’t be scared.”

Darby began stroking the college girl’s smooth beautiful model-like face.

“Yeah, we’ll get you through it, Mels.”

“You’ve always taken care of us,” Bryant added, stroking Melanie’s long silky brunette hair.

“Yeah, always,” Knox chimed in, taking Melanie’s other hand in his, “we promise we’ll take care of you.”

Anton brushed another tear from one of Melanie’s cheeks, while Mark leaned in and gently kissed Melanie’s other cheek over and over. Melanie shivered from the sensations, her heart racing, her breasts heaving. It was a line Melanie had never crossed before with her guys, and she knew if she did, there was no going back.

“Just let yourself go and enjoy it,” Mark whispered into the college girl’s ear.

Melanie stared at Mark intently. This was his idea in the first place, and she wanted to be mad at him. When Mark sweetly smiled back at her though, the anger fell away, and Melanie knew exactly what she wanted to do next.

With amazing passion, Melanie closed her eyes and kissed Mark as if she’d been wanting to do it her entire life.

“Mmmm,” the two sighed in pleasure, parting their lips and exploring each other’s warm moist mouths.

Immediately, eight pairs of hands began exploring Melanie, holding her, touching her gently, stroking her silky brunette hair, caressing her beautiful face in a very loving way.

Melanie felt safe…the guys were taking care of her.

It was turning her on so much.

Melanie spent the entire bus ride back to the university sensually making out with every person in her drum line, giving a deep passionate kissing session to each of the guys in turn before circling back to begin again, all while the others caressed her gently and held her hand lovingly.

No one spoke.

No words were needed.

The only noises that could be heard over the soft humming of the bus were Melanie’s sighs of pleasure and the intense passionate sounds of extremely horny university students making out with the hot college girl.

As the bus pulled into the parking lot of the university music building, Mark turned to Melanie.

“Don’t worry about unloading the equipment,” he smiled sweetly, “we’ll take care of it. You stay here and conserve your energy…you’ll need it very soon.”

Melanie gave a short laugh and remained on the bus while the rest of the drum line quickly moved percussion equipment back into the storage room.

She was alone in the back of a dark parked bus, and extremely horny.

Melanie began fantasizing about how each of the guys would fuck her, and before she knew it, she had moved to the center of her seat and sank down a little, spreading her legs and placing them against the back of the seat in front of her for leverage.

Giving in to her primal urges, Melanie reached down to unhook her uniform pants, pulling the zipper down just enough to be able to slip her hand inside and into her panties.

The horny college girl moistened her lips in anticipation as her fingers parted the entrance to her pussy and began stroking her clitoris in tiny circles.

“OH!” Melanie gasped, her eyes going wide as she found her pleasure spot and realized just how sensitive it was right now after all that sensual kissing with her section.

Usually, when touching herself at home in her bedroom, Melanie liked to take her time and enjoy the gradual crescendo of pleasure culminating in an explosion of orgasmic bliss.

Not now, though…she was too turned on for that.

Desperate for release, the unbelievably horny college girl masturbated as if her life depended on it, her fingers inside her panties, blurring across her erect clit as fast as she could.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Melanie gasped in an agony of pleasure, her hips pumping the air in an obscene fucking motion as she tried desperately to keep her voice down.

“Fuck me…fuck me…” the out of control college student whispered to herself as she felt the orgasm building inside her, causing the beautiful girl’s dainty hand to flit across her throbbing pleasure nub.

“Fuck…me…fuck…me…” Melanie punctuated each word with a thrust of her hips, imagining herself being violated by her entire section.

“Oh…fuck…fuck…fuck…” her soft voice quivered as the contractions in her pussy began.

“Ohmygod! Fuck…AHHH!” Every part of Melanie’s body locked in tension as she threw her head back and tried desperately not to scream. Fireworks of pleasure exploded behind her eyes as the orgasm washed away her mind, her clit pulsating in gratitude from the attention it was receiving from the horny college girl.

Overcome by the most wonderful bliss, Melanie’s sensitive clit made her entire body twitch and jerk with aftershocks from each stroke as she slowly brought herself down from her self-pleasure.

Only when she opened her eyes, did she notice Mark standing in the isle watching.

“OH!” Melanie bolted up, closing her legs quickly and zipping her uniform pants back up.

“That was beautiful, Mels,” Mark spoke softly as the drum line captain glared at him.

“Dammit, Mark! You scared the daylights out of me!”

“Well, I didn’t expect you to start without us,” he countered.

Standing up into the isle, Melanie whipped her hair back and put her hands on her hips.

“You guys ready to fuck me, yet?”

The hot drum line captain almost sounded resentful, as if she was being forced to put out for all the horny guys in her section. Her feminist side was furious. As a woman, Melanie had essentially been reduced to becoming a sex object for the guys to use however they wished, a toy for them to play with, forbidden holes for them to fuck. It was demeaning, degrading, and unbelievably sexist.

Then, Melanie reminded herself that she had wagered her body and lost…eight times over.

“Fuck,” Melanie thought to herself, “now because of this damn bet, my body belongs to them…”

Melanie’s concentration was interrupted as Mark took her hand.

“We’re ready,” he said, guiding her slowly off the bus and into a field behind the music building. Everyone else in the band had cleared out, leaving the nine drum line members alone together.

Melanie nervously stopped for a moment when she saw the rest of her section standing in a circle on the grass field behind the building.

She had been with her drum line so many times before during practices and warm-ups…

…but this was different.

They weren’t there to practice with their captain.

They were there to fuck her.

Mark guided Melanie into the center of the circle. The nervous college girl turned around slowly, looking at each one of the guys surrounding her.

“Okay,” she moistened her lips nervously, “how are we going to do this?”

“We all drew numbers,” Cam explained, “one at a time, each of us will choose one of your holes to fuck.”

Melanie listened intently as Dash continued describing the scenario.

“We choose the opening, what position, and how long we want it to last.”

Melanie raised her eyebrows in surprise. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening to her.

“So, what exactly am I supposed to do?”

Dash pointed at his captain.

“YOU just do as you’re told, bitch.”

Melanie narrowed her eyes at Dash’s misogynistic comment.

Bryant finished the explanation.

“After each person comes inside the hole of their choice, the next person begins.”

Melanie’s mouth fell open in disbelief.

“Are you serious?”

“Very,” Bryant commented, stepping forward, “and since I drew the first number, I say we start right now.”

Fuming, Melanie put her hands on her hips and waited for orders while Bryant stared intently at her, savoring the moment.

“Well?” she said with undisguised irritation.

“In a hurry are we?” Bryant gave a short laugh. “I’ve always wanted to see you on your knees sucking my cock while looking up at me submissively.”

Melanie crossed her arms in a huff, giving Bryant a look that could freeze water into ice.

“You aren’t just going to fuck me?”

Bryant shook his head. “I’d rather watch you do the work…it’s more fun for me that way.”

Melanie rolled her eyes, finally accepting that she wasn’t going to get out of this.

“Fine,” she said eventually, getting on her knees in front of him and undoing his trousers, “let’s get this over with.”

“Keep your uniform on, though,” Bryant ordered Melanie as she took his cock out of his boxers, “that way you have to swallow everything.”

With an unamused glare, the drum line captain whipped her bouncy brunette hair back and took Bryant’s staff in her warm wet mouth.

“Mmmm, start slow, Mels,” Bryant coached his leader, “I want to enjoy watching you go down on me.”

“Mmm!” Melanie rolled her eyes in protest as she began bobbing her head slowly back and forth.

Doing as she was told, Melanie looked up at Bryant, giving him her most submissive eyes as she sucked on his cock with long slow intense pulls.

“Damn, that’s hot Mels,” Mark commented as he watched the drum line captain on her knees sucking the dick of a percussionist to whom she usually gave orders, all while being watched by her entire section.

Melanie couldn’t see them, but she knew she was making every cock around her as hard as steel.

“Mmmmm, Mels, that is amazing,” Bryant sighed in pleasure, “you’ve done this before, haven’t you?”

“Mmm hmm,” Bryant could feel Melanie smile and nod her head as she expertly swirled her tongue slowly all around the head of his cock.

“Oh fuck! Mels! That feels amazing!”

Hearing Bryant’s cries of pleasure made Melanie feel more in control. It was empowering to be able to turn Bryant into a quivering mess with her cock-sucking skills. She loved the confidence it was giving her, and decided that if she had to do this, she wanted to completely rock his world.

“Mmmmmmmm…” Melanie moaned as she started bobbing her head faster, her gorgeous brunette hair whipping back and forth as she gave Bryant’s cock long rapid pulls.

“Ohgod, Mels!” Bryant cried out as the drum line captain sucked on his dick relentlessly…back and forth…faster and faster.

Melanie’s beautiful dark eyes looked deep into his, making love to him with her submissive stare as her beautiful brunette curls flew back and forth, caressing his legs with each rapid pull.

“Damn, Mel,” Cam commented as everyone watched their unbelievably hot section leader suck on Bryant’s cock, using her tongue to swirl around the head of his member and her soft lips to caress up and down his shaft.

“Wow, Mels,” Mark added, “If I’d known you were that good, I’d have made a sexual wager with you a long time ago.”

Without even a pause in her oral assault on Bryan’t cock, Melanie took her eyes off of him long enough to glare at Mark with a look that said “go fuck yourself”.

As she looked back up at Bryant, however, Melanie secretly loved the fact that she was impressing the heck out everyone with her blowjob skills. The feminist in her, though, didn’t want to reveal to her section that she was actually enjoying being used as a fuck toy.

“Ohmygod, Mels!” Bryant gasped as his leader began a series of pulls with a suction that would make an industrial vacuum cleaner jealous.

“Oh fuck, Melanie! How are you doing that!?!?”

The college girl didn’t answer, or even slow down. She just kept pulling and sucking and swirling and moaning, all while staring up at Bryant with the most obedient doe-like eyes.

“Ohgod! Mel…I’m going to…”

Bryant’s entire body locked in tension as his cock began to swell.

“MMM!!!” Melanie’s eyes went wide as she realized that Bryant was ready to come. Quickly, she reached up with both hands and grabbed Bryant’s ass, pulling herself further onto his shaft and holding him there as she felt his member explode.

“OHGOD MELS!!! YES!!!!!” Bryant cried out as he fired everything down Melanie’s throat, his drum line captain holding him tight as she took all of it…just as she had been told.

Melanie held onto Bryant, letting him come down from the experience slowly, his body twitching in orgasmic aftershocks as his over-sensitive nerve endings were vulnerable to the slightest touch.

Through it all, Melanie continued to look up obediently into his eyes as if she were asking for confirmation that she had done it correctly. It was all an act, though. Melanie knew she had just given this guy the blowjob of a lifetime.

With one last long slow pull, Melanie released Bryant’s cock from her torturous mouth, leaving him shaking in a post-orgasm tremor.

The rest of the drum line glanced at each other, and then back at their leader. Still on her knees, Melanie put her hands on her hips.

“One down,” she said confidently, “who’s next?”

Darby stepped forward and began undoing his trousers.

“You’re sucking my dick too, Mels,” he said taking out his rock hard staff, “except I want you on all fours. No using your hands.”

Melanie sighed and rolled her eyes.

“You guys are such pervs,” she said leaning forward to get on her hands and knees.

Darby stepped closer to his section leader, the one on all fours that was about to have his cock in her mouth.

Melanie flipped her gorgeous hair back and opened wide to completely envelop Darby’s shaft.

“Ohhhhh Mels,” Darby sighed as her warm wet mouth began bobbing back and forth on his member, “that’s it, just like that.”

Melanie could feel Darby’s cock pulsating as she sucked slowly and steadily on his tool, moaning sensually as she swirled her tongue around the head of his dick for maximum effect. Blowing him without using her hands was a little more of a challenge, but nothing she couldn’t handle.

Just as the hot drum line captain thought she had everything under control, she felt a pair of hands beginning to pull down the zipper on the back of her uniform top.

“UM!” Melanie’s eyes went wide as she realized that she was being stripped.

“Keep your hands on the ground, Mels,” Darby ordered, “and don’t you dare stop.”

“Mmm hmm,” Melanie nodded in compliance, continuing her back and forth motion as she serviced his cock with her wonderfully wet mouth.

As Melanie concentrated on sucking Darby off, she felt the zipper of her uniform top being pulled all the way down her back until it unhooked at her waist.

“UM!” Melanie yelped, feeling the cool night air on her upper body as her top was slid off her shoulders and down her arms, The guys noticed that Melanie wasn’t wearing a t-shirt underneath, just a sky blue satin bra that held her breasts beautifully.

“Cute bra, Mels,” Cam commented as Melanie continued her all out assault on Darby’s cock, “let’s see what else you’ve got on under here.”

“UM!” Melanie rolled her eyes in protest as she felt someone reach around her waist to unsnap and unzip her uniform pants. Several pairs of hands began tugging her form fitting trousers down in short yanks while others lifted her ankles to remove her shoes, all while Melanie sucked and sucked and sucked on the dick pumping in her mouth.

Some girls in the band liked to wear soffe shorts under their uniform, other girls just wore underwear, and the guys in the drum line had always wondered what their hot section leader preferred…

…and as her uniform pants were pulled down off of her body, and Melanie’s ass squirmed from side to side in her sky blue satin bikini panties, the guys had their answer.

“Damn, Mels,” several of the boys said to themselves as they watched their section leader on all fours wearing just her satin underwear while aggressively sucking off one of her fellow university students.

“UM!!!’ Melanie exclaimed as if to say “Are you pervs happy now?”

Mark looked at his section leader’s tight round ass moving back and forth as she took long rapid pulls of Darby’s cock. Her panties were so tight fitting that he could plainly see the curves of both her ass cheeks and the valley between them.

“Oh you bad little girl, Mels,” Mark commented as he got on his knees next to his captain and ran his hand over the curves of her ass.

“UM!” Melanie jumped slightly as she felt Mark’s hand rub and knead and squeeze her ass as if he owned it.

“Well well well,” Mark commented, “who knew that Melanie, the hottie drum line captain, wore nothing but satin lingerie under her uniform…”

(SMACK!)

“UM!!!” Melanie gave a high pitched girly yelp as Mark spanked her ass hard.

“I always thought you might be a bit of a bad girl underneath.”

(SMACK!)

“UM!!!”

“You’re such a control freak most of the time…”

(SMACK!)

“UM!!!”

“…I bet there’s a perverted side of you deep down that wants to be dominated by men…”

(SMACK! SMACK!)

“UM!!!”

Melanie’s eyes went wide when she felt Mark slide her panties down over the curves of her tight round ass.

“What the fuck, Mark!” Melanie pulled off of the cock she was sucking and looked back over her shoulder.

(SMACK!)

“OH!!!” Melanie yelped as her bare ass was spanked.

“You’d better keep sucking, Mels,” Mark admonished her, “I’m going to spank your ass until you make him come.”

(SMACK!)

“OW! FUCK!” Melanie jumped.

Melanie gave Mark a cold stare.

“No hands, remember,” Mark reminded her as she went back to sucking on Darby’s shaft.

“Okay, dammit,” Melanie thought to herself, “time to go full throttle.”

Immediately, the hot college girl began a series of rapid pulls on the entire length of Darby’s shaft.

(SMACK!!)

“UM!!” Melanie protested with each slap of her ass, but it just made her more determined to make Darby come.

(SMACK!!)

“UM!!!”

Faster and faster she bobbed back and forth.

(SMACK!!!)

“UM!!!!”

Harder and harder she sucked on his cock.

(SMACK!!!! SMACK!!!!)

“UM!!!!!”

Just as Melanie felt his cock get ready to explode, she swirled her tongue around the head and then sucked on it as though she were trying to get a thick milkshake through a tiny straw.

“OH FUCK MELS!!! AAAHHH!!!” Darby cried out as he came, firing everything he had down his section leader’s throat.

Melanie suckled on his cock, pulling everything out of him as he howled in a massive primal release. As a woman, Melanie loved the power she had over guys during these moments. It made her view giving a blowjob as empowering rather than degrading.

Finally, releasing Darby from her torturous oral assault, Melanie turned to look at the rest of her section, her tits looking amazing in that sky blue bra as she rolled her shoulders back and put her hands on her hips.

“Well?” Melanie said impatiently as if she was throwing down a gauntlet for someone to pick up.

Dash stepped forward with Knox following.

“Can you handle two of us at once?”

Melanie stared open-mouthed. She wasn’t prepared for this.

“I…don’t know…” she hesitated, “what are you going to do to me?”

Dash walked around to stand behind Melanie as Knox stood in front of her, both of them undoing their uniform pants.

“Knox is going to fuck your face while I take your pussy from behind.”

Melanie moistened her lips nervously. Two guys? At the same time? She had never done that before.

Getting back down on all fours, Melanie tossed her gorgeous dark hair back and looked up at Knox.

“So…how do we do this?”

“Just stay there,” Knox replied pulling out his hard staff, “we’ll do the work.”

Melanie nodded nervously.

“First, let’s take these off,” Dash said, gripping the sides of Melanie’s light blue satin panties.

“Ohgod,” the drum line captain closed her eyes as she felt her panties being taken from her, leaving her pussy completely unprotected.

“Damn, Mel,” was all Dash could say as he stared in awe at Melanie’s perfect labia. It looked so beautiful…soft…inviting…

The hot college girl stared up at Knox as he pulled his shaft out of his trousers. It was larger than she expected, and she couldn’t help but wonder about being able to take all of it in her mouth.

“Ohgod…this is really happening…” Melanie whispered to herself as she felt Dash put his hands on her hips, placing the tip of his cock up against the entrance to her pussy.

Her very wet pussy.

Melanie had never soaked herself this much before, but when she felt her panties being taken from her, the college girl’s young pussy automatically began preparing itself to be fucked.

“OH!” Melanie’s mouth fell open, her eyes going wide as she felt the head of Dash’s cock push between her pussy lips and begin to slide into her.

“Oooooooohhhh,” Melanie moaned as the walls of her pussy opened beautifully around the invading rod, enveloping the shaft as if her cunt was consciously pulling it further inside her depths.

“That’s it, Mels,” Dash encouraged his leader as the full length of his cock easily entered her warm wet canal, “you’re doing great, baby.”

Melanie closed her eyes and nodded quickly, trying to adjust to having Dash’s cock resting deep inside her.

It was then that Knox gently grabbed onto a tuft of Melanie’s long brunette hair in his hand and placed his cock up to her lips.

“Come on, Mels,” he said urging her on, “you can do it, open wide.”

Melanie obeyed and parted her lips, allowing Knox to thrust his cock into his leader’s warm wet mouth.

The length of Knox’s rod was about the same as others Melanie had just sucked on, the difference was in the girth…

“Mygod that’s big,” Melanie thought to herself as her lips were forced to part more to accommodate the massive circumference of the invading shaft.

“MMMMM!” Mel gave a muffled squeal as she felt Dash’s cock begin to pump inside her pussy in long steady strokes.

Almost immediately, Knox began fucking Melanie’s mouth, pulling her hair slightly as he pumped back and forth with his hips.

“Ummmm!” Melanie’s eyes rolled in the back of her head as she was overwhelmed by the sensation of having two cocks pumping inside her simultaneously.

“That’s it, Mels,” Dash encouraged her, “you’re getting fucked by both of us at the same time. How does it feel having two cocks pumping into you over and over?”

“Ummm!” Melanie’s eyes rolled back again as her lust took over her mind.

As if they were working together, Knox and Dash began pumping their hot section leader with increasing speed.

“MMMM!!!” Melanie gave a muffled squeal as her fucking got more forceful…more intense.

Still holding Melanie by her hair, Knox yanked her head back and forth in quick jerks as he fucked her face, his cock completely enveloped by Melanie’s soft lips and warm mouth.

“MMMMM!!!!!”

“Come on, Mels, you’re doing great,” Dash encouraged her as he gripped her hips firmly and slammed his shaft into her as deep he could go.

“MMM!!! MMM!!! MMM!!!” Melanie’s eyes went wide as she suddenly felt the entire length of Dash’s shaft tunnel deep inside her pussy, all while her head was yanked back and forth on Knox’s shaft.

Melanie realized that Dash and Knox had literally turned her body into their fucking machine. She had wondered why they didn’t want her to do anything other than stay on all fours and let them do the work.

Now she knew.

The two guys were actually getting off on dehumanizing her, treating her like an object, using her body as their personal plaything.

She was their fuck toy.

It was very perverted…and oh so hot.

“MMM!!! MMM!!! MMM!!! MMM!!!” Melanie gave cute little grunts as Dash slammed into her again and again at full force.

“Come on, girl! Hang in there!” Knox encouraged as he began fucking Melanie’s mouth at full speed.

“MMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!” The hot college girl gave a muffled scream as she was being slammed from both ends. She tried desperately to keep her balance and just held on for dear life.

“That’s it Mels!” Dash cried out. “Oh fuck, I’m going to…”

Suddenly, Melanie felt Dash’s shaft swell inside her pussy, the walls of her love canal clinching down on his cock and causing it to explode only moments later. Melanie came hard as her pussy muscles contracted beautifully around Dash’s shaft. Before she could scream, Knox came, firing everything down the college girl’s throat as he continued to force Melanie’s head back and forth by pulling on her hair.

Melanie didn’t resist. She knew this wasn’t about her, it was all about letting her boys do whatever they wanted with her…

…and all because of a wager that she had lost.

The rest of the drum line had watched in awe as the three came together in one massive climax that was amazing to see. The college girl they had all fantasized about was getting fucked out of her mind tonight.

As Dash and Knox finished with their section leader and pulled out of her, the well-fucked Melanie lowered her head and gasped for air.

“Oh fuck, that was insane,” Melanie panted, trying to catch her breath.

“Come on, Mels,” Cam encouraged, “you’re half way there.”

Still on all fours, Melanie raised her head, whipping her hair back and glaring at Cam.

“Give me a minute, dammit,” Melanie’s fiery side resurfaced.

Letting their scorching hot leader recover from her double fucking, the guys in the drum line took in the vision of Melanie, the girl they all fantasied about, on her hands and knees, her beautiful dark hair all tussled, letting all the guys in her section take her however they wanted.

As for Melanie, she felt objectified as a woman, humiliated at becoming her section’s fuck toy…and yet, in a perverse kind of way, she was really turned on by being used sexually by her boys. She was learning a lot about herself with each new fucking.

…and she wasn’t finished.

“Okay,” Melanie took a deep breath to prepare herself, “who’s next?”

“That would be me,” Anton answered, stepping forward.

Melanie fell silent.

Anton was the one guy in the drum line that she didn’t know very well. He had transferred in from another school just a year ago. He was a good player and got along with the rest of the section, but he was reserved, quiet, and a little mysterious.

On the ride home when Melanie made out with all eight of her boys in the back of the bus, she discovered how good Anton was at kissing…

…but letting him fuck her?

Melanie reminded herself that he was part of the wager, and so she had to let him do whatever he wanted to her.

“Okay, Anton,” Melanie said with a little bit of nervousness in her voice, “how do you want me?”

Anton stared intently at his section leader.

“On your back, legs spread wide, and held down.”

Melanie’s mouth fell open in shock.

“Are you serious?”

“Very,” was Anton’s only reply.

Melanie hesitated.

“I’m…not sure I can hold that position for a long time.”

Anton raised an eyebrow.

“You’re about to find out.”

Melanie moistened her lips nervously, taken back by his assertiveness. She realized that negotiation wasn’t an option with Anton, and that she was about to be fucked in a totally different way than she’d ever been before.

Hesitantly, Melanie got down on the soft ground and leaned back, spreading her shapely legs as wide as she could. She had some dance background so she could do a decent mid-air split…

…although she had never been fucked while doing it.

“You’ve got this, Mels,” Cam encouraged the college girl as he and Mark both took Melanie’s wrists and held them down above her head while she mentally prepared herself for another fucking, her beautiful pussy on full display, and completely vulnerable.

Noticing how nervous their section leader was, Mark gently stroked Melanie’s soft silky hair and gave her comforting words.

“I believe in you, Mels,” he said.

Melanie looked up at Mark and thanked him with a cute smile. She thought it was sweet that her guys were encouraging her. They took care of her, even as they were banging the daylights out of her.

Anton got on his knees between Melanie’s legs and placed his hands on her shapely inner thighs.

“Oh…” Melanie shivered and closed her eyes, whispering to herself in anticipation as Anton lightly caressed her sensitized inner thighs, moving closer to her pulsating clit, “mygod…this is happening…come on, girl…you can do this.”

A moment later, with her wrists held down and her legs spread wide, Melanie felt Anton go down and begin gently licking her quivering pussy.

“Oh…” Melanie gave a soft gasp as she felt his tongue make contact with the most sensitive and intimate part of her body. The lapping was gentle, but at a consistently steady pace.

Then…

“OH!” Melanie gave a girly yelp as she felt one of Anton’s fingers slide into her pussy.

Turning his palm up, Anton quickly located Melanie’s spongy g-spot and began stroking it with very tiny movements of his fingertip.

“Oh…oh…oh…oh,” Melanie gasped, her hips giving tiny little jerks as each stroke across her g-spot was like a jolt of pleasure firing throughout her entire body.

“Ohgod…” Melanie gasped between strokes, “how…OH!…how are you do-…OH!…doing that?”

Anton just smiled slightly to himself, and kept stroking.

Melanie was being held down in a position that completely exposed her pussy to anyone who wanted to pound the living daylights out of her. Instead of an aggressive fucking though, Anton simply gave tiny steady licks across Melanie’s clit while his fingertip gently stroked her g-spot with the very slightest of movements.

He knew EXACTLY what he was doing…and it was driving the college girl absolutely insane.

Melanie’s entire body was trembling, her hips pumping ever so slightly as if she wanted to fuck Anton’s face. Her mouth was open but no sound came out. She was completely lost in an agony of pleasure.

Like a tidal wave building up slowly only to come crashing down in a massive apotheosis of sound and water, Melanie’s pussy was building up to a an immense release of orgasmic bliss.

“OH!!! OH!!!!! OH!!!!!!!” Melanie’s back arched in tension, thrusting her breasts skyward as the waves began overtaking her. Cam and Mark could feel their section leader straining to free her wrists from their grip.

Somehow, they managed to hold her down.

“OH FUCK!!! OHGOD HERE IT COMES!!!!!” Melanie could feel the contractions beginning within her pussy, and she braced herself for a massive orgasm.

When Anton felt Melanie’s first pussy contractions, he suddenly changed from licking her clit to sucking on it.

“OOOHHH!!! FUCK!!!!! OHHHHHHMYYYGOOOOD!!!!!” Melanie screamed as the suction on her clit made her instantly come hard, her eyes rolling back in her head as her pussy gushed liquid everywhere.

Anton just kept stroking Melanie’s g-spot over and over with the tiniest movements of his fingertip while he continuously sucked on the college girl’s clit.

“FUCK YES!!! FUCK!!!! FUCK!!!! FUUUUCK!!!!!” Melanie cried out as she came again within seconds, writhing and screaming and thrashing about…trying desperately to break free from being held down…

…but all she could do was come…again and again…as Anton sucked and sucked and sucked on her overly sensitive clit, all while the slightest strokes across Melanie’s g-spot forced more screams of orgasmic delight from the college girl.

The rest of the drum line was in awe watching what was happening to their section leader. All of them had fantasized about fucking Melanie many times before, but never in their wildest dreams could they have imagined the scene playing out in front of them.

With her wrists held down above her head, and her lovely legs spread wide in a mid-air split, Melanie was being absolutely pummeled by an onslaught of massive squirting orgasms, all from simultaneously having her clit sucked and her g-spot stroked.

Melanie was coming so hard, so many times that she seemed to go into a trance-like state of ecstasy, detached from everything around her as one squirting orgasm after another overwhelmed her convulsing body and washed away her mind, the college girl locked into a seemingly endless cycle of torturous rapture.

Then, after what seemed like an eternity, Anton stopped Melanie’s torture suddenly and began undoing his uniform pants, leaving his section leader panting and shuddering in orgasmic aftershocks beneath him. Before she knew it, Anton was on top of her, thrusting his cock into her pussy.

“OH!” Melanie yelped when she felt his cock push all the way inside her depths with one powerful stroke.

“OHGOD!!! FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME!!!!” Melanie cried out as Anton began pounding Melanie with long deep pumps of his cock.

“OH!!! MY!!! GAWD!!!!” the college girl could only get out a few words at a time before her entire body was rocked by another hard thrust from Anton’s shaft.

“MYGOD!!! WHAT ARE…OOOHHHH!!!!…ARE YOU DOING AAHHHH!!!! TO ME?!?!?!? FUCK!!!!!”

“Come on, Mels!” Anton finally spoke. “You can take it! I’ve been wanting to fuck you like this all year!”

“OOOHHH!!!! FUUUUUCCK!!!!!!” Melanie screamed.

“You’ve got this, Mels!” Mark cheered her on, going from pinning Melanie’s wrist down to holding her hand in support.

“FUCK!!!! FUCK!!!!! FUUUUUCK!!!!!!!” Melanie squeezed Mark’s hand tight as Anton’s dick absolutely pounded her, the tip of his cock thrusting all the way up to her cervix.

“Come on, Mels!” Cam did the same, interlocking his fingers with hers as the hot college girl was being fucked out of her mind.

“Here it comes, Mels!” Anton said, pounding her relentlessly. “I’m going to come inside you!”

Melanie’s doe-like eyes locked on his, and she nodded quickly, signaling that she was ready.

Seconds later, Anton’s cock exploded inside his hot section leader’s young pussy. Melanie felt the warmth of his liquid spreading deep inside her, a sense of fullness washing over her mind.

Both panting in exhaustion, Anton and Melanie looked into each other’s eyes, savoring the moment together. Cam and Mark released the college girl’s wrists as Anton slowly pulled out of her.

“Oh, Anton,” Melanie glowed in a post orgasmic euphoria, her eyes at half-mast as she weakly put her arms around him, “what you just did to me was unbelievable. Where did you learn how to do that to a girl?”

Anton gave a slight smile, stood up, and walked away, without saying another word, and Melanie realized that she wasn’t going to get an answer.

“Three to go, Mels,” Cam said laying down on the ground beside her, “think you can do it?”

Melanie smiled uneasily.

If Anton was the guy she knew the least, Cam was the close friend she knew the most. They both had been drumming together since their freshman year of college and had been friends for years. As the two of them progressed through the university together, they each dated other people, but never each other. Melanie saw the friendship as more of a brother and sister relationship.

What Melanie didn’t know, was that Cam didn’t see it that way at all.

Laying on the ground together, Melanie moistened her lips nervously, knowing that she was going to have to let Cam fuck her.

“So…how…do you…um…want to…do this?” She asked hesitantly. Never before had Melanie felt so awkward when talking to him.

Cam answered as if he’d been thinking about it for months.

“I’m going to lie on my back and watch as you ride my cock. I want to see your tits bounce. I want to feel your ass slamming down onto my lap. I want you to masturbate in front of me while you fuck me, and I want you to give me the most degrading dirty talk you’ve ever done.”

Melanie’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Cam!?!? Are you serious?!?!?”

“Um…YEAH!” Cam said emphatically. “You’ve ‘friend zoned’ me ever since I met you, Mels, and now that you have to fuck me however I want, you’re going to do it exactly the way I’ve always fantasized about.”

Melanie raised her eyebrows. She couldn’t believe these words were actually coming from him.

“But, I always thought we were like brother and sister,” Melanie commented.

“Well then,” Cam responded, “tonight is the night I’m finally going to fuck my sister.”

Melanie rolled her eyes.

“Men,” she huffed, “all you guys ever care about is fucking.”

“That’s exactly right,” Cam replied cooly, “so get fucking, bitch.”

Melanie narrowed her eyes at him. Normally, she would never have taken that kind of talk from Cam, but tonight she had no choice. She had wagered her body to all of them…including Cam…

…and she had lost.

“Fine,” Melanie said with more than just a hint of resentment, “you better enjoy it because it won’t be happening again.”

“Oh I plan to,” Cam smiled as he began undoing his pants.

Melanie leaned up, swinging her leg across Cam’s hips to straddle him in a cowgirl position. When she saw the cock she was about to ride, she raised her eyebrows, impressed with its size.

“Think you can do it, Mels?” Cam dared her.

“Well,” Melanie smiled cutely, placing her hands on her hips, “I do like a challenge.”

“Well,” Cam placed his hands behind his head so he could just watch the show about to happen, “I’m ready, so get to work, bitch.”

Melanie glared at Cam for the degrading comment.

“Ugh,” the college girl said to herself, “I can’t believe I’m having to do this.”

Raising her hips slightly, Melanie guided the tip of Cam’s cock to the entrance of her pussy. Just Melanie’s touch was enough to make Cam’s shaft as hard as a metal rod.

Then, sighing to herself with indignation, Melanie slowly lowered her hips, letting Cam’s thick shaft part the entrance to her love canal, the warmth of her pussy walls starting to envelop the cock gradually tunneling inside her.

“Oh!” Melanie gasped, her eyes going wide as the intruding cock began stretching the walls of her already well-fucked pussy to accommodate its large size.

“Woah!” Melanie reacted as she stopped sinking onto her friend’s cock. “That is really big!”

“See what you’ve been missing, Mels?” Cam responded unsympathetically.

With her eyes closed tight and her mouth open, Melanie slowly sank lower and lower onto the massive rod, her pussy walls expanding more than usual to allow Cam’s dick to push deeper inside the section leader’s womb.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Melanie’s little high pitched gasps were adorable as she struggled for every centimeter of space inside her pussy, trying to will her pussy walls to expand and take more of Cam’s invading rod.

When Melanie finally felt her bare ass settle onto Cam’s lap, she knew he was all the way inside her. Trying to let her pussy adjust to being stretched around his cock, the college girl felt a sense of fullness that was larger than anything she had ever felt before.

“Take off your bra Mels,” Cam ordered, “I want to see those gorgeous puppies of yours.”

“Dammit, Cam!” Melanie said in frustration while shifting her hips, “give me a second to get used to having your dick inside me.”

“No problem,” Cam said casually, “take your time.”

“You’re enjoying this,” Melanie glared.

Cam nodded.

“Don’t forget the dirty talk,” he added.

“I can’t believe you’re making me go through with this,” Melanie sighed to herself.

Getting into a more “slutty” character, Melanie tossed her long luxurious hair behind her. Arching her back and reaching around with both hands to unhook her bra, Melanie’s full C-cup breasts jutted forward, her hard nipples advertising themselves through the material.

“Okay, Cam,” Melanie teased, sliding one of her bra straps off of her shoulder, “you’re about to see my tits for the first time, enjoy it you perv.”

Cam gave a short laugh.

“In fact,” Melanie said sliding her other strap off of her shoulder, “you’ll be the first guy to have ever seen my puppies.”

“Really?” Cam asked, genuinely interested, “I thought you had been fucked before.”

“It was under my skirt, and I was bent over a desk while I was still wearing a top,” Melanie explained, pulling her bra off of her firm full rack and tossing it aside. Placing her hands on her hips, Melanie rolled her shoulders back and gave a really cute smile.

“Mygod, those are gorgeous,” Cam said staring at Melanie’s milk mounds in awe.

“You like them?” Melanie asked rhetorically, cupping her breasts with both hands and presenting them to Cam.

“Mels, they are perfect,” Cam was transfixed.

“Well, okay,” Melanie gave Cam a cute little scritch on the top of his head, “I guess I’ll fuck you then.”

With an adorably cute smile, Melanie began slowly moving up and down on Cam’s large thick shaft.

“Oh fuck this is big,” Melanie winced as she tried to adjust to the girth of Cam’s thick rod.

“Oh wow, Mels,” Cam couldn’t believe that the friend he always wanted to have riding his dick was right in front of him, bobbing up and down beautifully, the stretched walls of her warm pussy enveloping his entire staff.

“Is this what you want, Cam?” Melanie said in a soft but authoritative voice, “what you’ve always wanted…to fuck me?”

Cam swallowed hard as he nodded.

“You’ve wanted to fuck me for a while now,” Melanie continued, her pussy muscles holding Cam’s shaft prisoner within her depths, “well it’s happening right now. You’re cock is deep inside my pussy, stretching me, filling me, being completely enveloped by my cunt.”

Cam gasped as Melanie began rolling her hips on her longtime friend’s dick.

“You like that, dearie? You like what my pussy is doing to your cock? A pussy you thought you could never have…a cunt you thought you could never fuck.”

“Ohgod, Mels,” Cam was in rapture with his friend’s amazing hips grinding on his shaft, and her filthy talk was blowing his mind.

“Want to watch my puppies bounce?” the college girl asked rhetorically as she began hopping up and down on Cam’s shaft.

Melanie looked absolutely beautiful as she humped Cam with fast bounces on the full length of his shaft. Her beautiful full breasts slammed up and down, her long dark hair hitting her shoulders, and her bare ass smacking his lap over and over as his cock thrust all the way inside her.

“Oh fuck, Mels,” Cam was transfixed by the sight before him. His friend Melanie, a girl he’d fantasized about many times, was saying all kinds of naughty things to him while riding his cock, her wonderful tits bouncing violently with her aggressive humping.

“Time to go full slut on him,” Melanie thought to herself as she glided her right hand between her legs and began stroking her clitoris in rapid back and forth movements of her fingertips.

“FUCK ME, CAM!” Melanie cried out, tossing her head back and blurring her hand over her erect pleasure nub, “FUCK ME HARD! I WANT YOU TO COME INSIDE ME! MAKE ME YOUR FUCK TOY!”

Cam watched in awe, watching his longtime friend Melanie fucking him like an out of control bitch in heat, the walls of her pussy suckling on his massively thick cock from every direction, trying to force the orgasm out of him, all while her fingers flew across her throbbing clit.

“Oh fuck, Mels!” Cam gasped, “that feels amazing!”

Melanie’s cries turned to screams as she practically knocked the wind out of herself with every slam of her ass onto Cam’s lap.

“I’M…A…FUC…KING…WHORE…THAT…NEEDS…A…COCK!”

“Ohgod Mels!” Cam’s entire body tensed, “it’s coming!”

“FUCK…ME…FUCK…ME…FUCK…MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!”

Melanie’s eyes opened wide as she felt Cam’s shaft seem to double in size, about to explode inside her.

“OH FUCK!!!” she screamed alarmingly, her full tits continuing to slam up and down with her violent bouncing “OHMYGOD IT’S TOO BIG!!!!! I CAN’T TAKE IT!!!!! IT’S TOO MUCH!!!!! OHGOD IT’S GOING TO TEAR ME APART!!! FUCK!!!!! FUCK!!!!! AAAAAAHH!!!!!”

Quickly, Mark and Dario grabbed Melanie’s hands to give her something to hold onto as the monster cock inside her unloaded everything it had into her womb.

“OOHHMMYYGOOODD!!!!” Melanie threw her head back and squeezed Mark and Dario’s hands tight to keep her balance while her stretched pussy accepted everything Cam’s cock fired into her.

Melanie had never felt so full inside her pussy before. The sensation of Cam’s massive girth stretching the walls of her cunt combined with the large amount of liquid splashing all the way up to her cervix was something Melanie had never felt before…or even thought was possible.

When Cam had finished with her, Melanie collapsed on top of him in complete exhaustion, her beautiful full breasts pressing into Cam’s chest as the two friends held each other.

“Ohgod, Mels,” Cam said trying to catch his breath, “that was unbelievable.”

“I think you just broke my pussy,” Melanie flashed her naughty eyes at Cam, “mygod you are massive. I can’t believe I waited this long to fuck you.”

Melanie closed her eyes and gave Cam a deeply passionate kiss.

“Woah, that was amazing you two,” Mark commented, trying not to interrupt, “when you are ready, Mels, it’s just Dario and me left.”

Finishing her deep kiss with the very pleasantly surprised Cam, the drum captain glanced hesitantly at Dario and then back at Mark.

“I…don’t think I can do it.”

“Sure you can Mels,” Mark answered, “you’ve done an amazing job.”

“Mark, I’m really serious,” Melanie insisted, “I don’t think my pussy can take any more tonight after what Cam just did.”

“That’s okay, Mels,” Mark raised an eyebrow, “that wasn’t where I was going to fuck you anyway.”

Melanie froze, her mouth falling open as she realized what Mark was hinting at doing to her.

“You can’t be serious,” Melanie said in disbelief, “I’ve NEVER done that before.”

Mark gave a short laugh. “Tonight’s been filled with things you’ve never done before.”

“Ohgod,” Melanie thought to herself, “He IS serious! He’s going to fuck me in my ass.”

Mark went over to Melanie’s stick bag and took out a pair of snare drum sticks as well as her xylophone mallets.

“Don’t worry,” Mark explained, “I’ll get you loosened up while you take care of Dario.”

Melanie’s eyes widened when she saw Mark walk back towards her carrying her own drum sticks and mallets. What in the world was he going to do with those?

Trying not to think about it, she turned her attention to Dario.

“So…” Melanie was hesitant to ask, “how do you want me?”

Dario took a few steps back.

“I want you to crawl over to me slowly, telling me how desperate you are to suck me off,” he ordered, “then you’re going to take my cock all the way down your throat as Mark shoves your own drum sticks up your ass.”

Melanie’s jaw dropped.

“I…don’t think…I…”

“Hey,” Mark placed his had gently on Melanie’s shoulder, “it’s okay, we’ll get you through it.”

Melanie was absolutely exhausted, having made so many of her boys come tonight, not to mention the pounding her pussy had taken. She honestly didn’t know she had it in her, and in a bizarre kind of way, she thought it was sweet how the guys were taking care of her. They had pushed Melanie to her sexual limits, but also took care of her and made her feel safe.

Now, she knew she had to make the finale epic.

Nodding her consent to Mark, Melanie turned her attention to Dario. Getting on all fours, Melanie whipped her tussled hair back and locked her lustful eyes on his.

“I want that cock, Dario,” Melanie sounded desperately horny as she began crawling slowly towards him, “I can see how hard it is from here.”

Melanie’s breasts were hanging down beautifully as she inched forward.

“I’ve had six cocks inside me tonight…but it isn’t enough,” Melanie’s crawling became slower and more erotic as she got closer to the dick she was going to swallow.

“I need yours,” Melanie insisted, trying to be as seductive as possible, “I want to swallow that dick of yours and have you come down my throat.”

Dario almost climaxed from the anticipation as Melanie undid his uniform pants and gently took out his extremely hard rod.

“Ohgod, Mels,” Dario said thankfully, “I’ve wanted you to do this for so long.”

Melanie’s cute smile returned, flattered that she was the object of so many secret fantasies.

“Well then enjoy it, dearie,” Melanie said cutely as she slowly enveloped his cock bathing it with her warmth.

As the drum line captain began slowly bobbing her head back and forth on Dario’s shaft, Mark had gotten on his knees behind Melanie. Taking one of her snare drum sticks, Mark placed the tip between the cheeks of Melanie’s ass and began to slowly insert the stick into her forbidden hole.

“MMMM!!!!!” Melanie’s eyes went wide, her head continuing to bob back and forth on Dario’s cock as she felt her stick being perversely forced inside her ass.

“Easy girl,” Mark said stroking her back comfortingly, “just try to relax and it will go in a lot easier.”

“Mmm hmm,” Melanie acknowledged as best she could with a cock in her mouth.

The rest of the section watched in awe as Melanie sucked aggressively on Dario’s dick while her snare drum stick disappeared further into her ass, Mark now working it in and out of her depths.

“UM!!!” Melanie channeled her frustration at having her ass violated into the task of pleasuring Dario with her warm wet mouth as Mark methodically pumped her snare drum stick in and out of her back door.

“There, that’s a good start,” Mark commented, removing the stick and tossing it aside as Melanie gasped in relief.

“A good START?!?” the college girl thought to herself.

Picking up one of Melanie’s xylophone mallets, he placed the large, round plastic head between the cheeks of her ass.

Melanie froze as she realized what Mark was about to do to her. Her snare stick had a 0.64 inch diameter and, although uncomfortable, wasn’t too difficult to have inserted into her rear. However, Melanie knew that the plastic heads of her xylophone mallets were 1.2 inches in diameter, almost twice the size…

…but Mark needed to get Melanie ready to take his cock up her ass, so…slowly…he began to push.

Melanie’s eyes went wide as she felt her ass muscles struggling to resist the larger invasion.

“Come on, Mels,” Mark coached as he applied a little more pressure, “you can take it.”

“MMM!!!!! MMM!!!!! MMM!!!!!” Melanie struggled, her ass wiggling in a useless attempt to get away as she slammed her hand on the ground in frustration.

“You can do it, Mels.”

“MMM!!!!! MMM!!!!!”

“Almost…” Mark could feel Melanie’s ass starting to give way.

“MMMMMMM!!!!!” Melanie gave a muffled scream as she felt the round mallet head suddenly pop through her defenses and penetrate her depths by several inches.

“OH FUCK!!!!!” Melanie screamed inside her head, the muscles of her ass spasming around the invading object.

“You’re doing great, Mels,” Mark encouraged her as the round plastic mallet head tunneled its way deeper into Melanie’s forbidden passage, stretching the walls of her ass muscles a little more each time he applied pressure.

“FUCK!” Melanie thought to herself. “HOW FAR UP MY ASS IS HE GOING TO GO!!??!!”

As if in response to her question, the xylophone mallet violating her pushed in another inch.

“MMMMMM!!!!! MMMMMMM!!!!!” Melanie protested, her eyes rolling back in her head, her hands clinching in tension as more of the mallet stick disappeared further into her depths.

“Holy fuck…” one of the other guys said under his breath, the comment reminding Melanie that her entire section was watching this perverted penetration.

When Dario noticed that Melanie had stopped bobbing her head on his cock to concentrate on the invasion happening up her ass, he grabbed Melanie’s hair and tried to push more of his cock into her mouth, just as the mallet went in another inch…

“OH FUCK THIS!!!” Melanie’s feisty side had had enough, and she responded by grabbing Dario’s waist with both hands and taking the entire length of his cock in her mouth.

(gluh gluh gluh gluh)

“Oh fuck, Mels!” Dario cried out as Melanie relaxed her palate and allowed the head of his member to hit the back of her throat.

(gluh gluh gluh gluh)

The sounds coming from the drum line captain were obscene as she practically devoured Dario’s dick, all while her ass took more of the xylophone mallet that Mark was continuing to push further into her hole.

(gluh gluh gluh gluh)

“Ohgod, Mels!!!” Dario gasped. The suction was amazing, and both of them knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

“PLEASE, MELS! PLEASE!”

Melanie looked up at Dario, gave him a little flirty wink, and swallowed…

“OHGOD!!!” Dario cried out as Melanie literally pulled the orgasm out of him, his cock firing everything down her throat. She took it all, milking his shaft as his entire body convulsed uncontrollably.

Melanie had always loved the power she held over men at that moment. As a woman sucking a cock, she had the ability to prolong or even deny a guy’s orgasm. She also had the ability to rock his world so much that he would never be the same. The choice was entirely up to her. Although, Melanie was too sweet a girl to take advantage of her boys that way, she loved knowing that ultimately, the girl was the one in control.

When Melanie had finished draining Dario’s cock though, she tried to pull away, but he was still holding onto her hair tight.

“MMMMM!!!!!” Melanie squealed and struggled as she felt the mallet head up her ass suddenly go deeper than she ever thought was possible.

“MMM!!! MMM!!! MMM!!!” Melanie panicked and tried to push Dario away as she flailed about.

Finally, Dario released his grip.

“OOHH!!!!!” Melanie gasped for air, pulling off of Dario’s cock.

“FOR FUCK’S SAKE, MARK!!!” Melanie threw her head back. “GET THAT THING OUT OF MY ASS!”

With a slight smile, Mark gently pulled Melanie’s xylophone mallet out from the depths of her violated hole, causing her to tense up and pant like a woman giving birth, her hips giving little involuntarily jerks as the cruel object was being removed.

“OH!!!!!” Melanie gasped in relief as the torturous plastic head finally popped out of her opening, never having dreamed that she would have had her own xylophone mallet shoved up her rear.

Mark tossed the torturous object aside and began undoing his trousers.

“You fucking enjoyed that,” Melanie looked back over her shoulder accusingly, “you didn’t have to go so far up my ass.”

Mark shrugged.

“Men,” Melanie sighed, rolling her eyes.

In response, Mark placed his cock between the cheeks of the college girl’s rear and prepared to violate his drum captain’s most prohibited entrance.

Melanie knew it was coming, and she braced herself for the sensation of having an actual cock enter her forbidden hole for the first time in her life.

“I’m the last one, Mels,” Mark commented as he grabbed her gorgeous brunette curls with his hand and pulled gently back as if he was reining in a young filly, “let’s make it epic.”

“Ohgod…” Melanie moaned to herself as she felt Mark’s cock pushing against her back door entrance, the pulling of her long bouncy hair towards him only adding to the pressure.

“Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck!” Closing her eyes and trying to concentrate, Melanie felt her ass muscles straining…stretching…trying to adjust to take Mark’s shaft. It was clearly larger in diameter than her xylophone mallet had been, and the college girl could only wait in perverse anticipation for that cock to pop inside her.

“Come on, Mels” Mark encouraged as he felt her entrance quivering, “you can do this.”

“Ohgod…ohgod…ohgod…” Melanie whispered to herself, doing everything she could to relax and concentrate on the shaft trying to sodomize her.

“You can do it, Mels,” came voices from the rest of her drum line, “come on, girl, you can do this!”

“OOOHHH!!! FUCK!!!!!” Melanie cried out, “IT’S GOING TO GIVE!!!”

The rest of the drum line watching could tell how much Melanie was struggling, and they also knew exactly when the head of Mark’s cock penetrated her defenses…

Melanie’s eyes went wide, her mouth fell open as if to scream, and her entire body locked in tension as the head of Mark’s cock popped inside her.

“Oooooo, yes!” Mark commented as he felt his cock push past her opening and penetrate several inches up her rear.

Tears began running down Melanie’s cheeks as Mark tried to push further into her.

“OHGOD! PLEASE MARK!!! OH NO!!!!!” the college girl panicked, trying to pull away.

(SMACK)

“OH!” Melanie yelped as Mark spanked her ass hard…just once.

“Don’t move, Mels,” Mark ordered, trying to finesse his shaft deeper into his leader.

“IT’S TOO BIG!!!” Melanie sobbed, “I CAN’T TAKE THAT THING UP MY ASS, MARK!!!”

“Yes you can,” Mark insisted, turning to the rest of the drum line, “hey guys, get over here and help.”

Melanie barely registered his words, so focused was she on the cock that was degradingly trying to fuck her rear.

Before she realized it, the rest of her boys surrounded their leader and began running their hands all over her beautiful body, gently caressing every inch of her.

“OH!” Melanie closed her eyes and gasped as eight pairs of hands were suddenly roaming all over her, caressing her face, rubbing her back, drawing down on her nipples, stroking her clit, and kissing every beautiful inch of her.

“Oooooooooooo…” Melanie purred, keeping her eyes closed to focus on the sensuality of the moment, not even knowing who was kissing her so tenderly, or who was massaging her breasts, or who was making her clit feel so good…

“That’s it Mels,” Mark whispered as he felt the college girl begin to relax and be in the moment, massaging her amazing ass cheeks as he felt her muscles start to release.

“OoooooOOOOHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Melanie cried out in perverse pleasure as she felt her muscles give, the rest of Mark’s cock gliding slowly but steadily all the way inside her final virgin opening.

By all logic, with Mark’s cock shoved up her ass, and the rest of the guys touching every part of her beautiful body, having all fucked her in some way, Melanie should have felt humiliated, degraded as a woman, her body being used solely as a fuck toy to please guys…all because of a wager…

…but that wasn’t how she felt.

With each kissing session on the bus ride back, with each new cock inside her tonight, and with every caress of the eight pairs of hands touching her most intimate places, Melanie bonded with every one of “her boys” in the section she had led for so long in a way that would link them together for the rest of their lives.

It was a feeling of empowerment…

…and as Melanie felt Mark’s cock begin pumping her ass while the rest of her section explored every inch of her trembling body, she knew that even now, her boys were taking care of her…as they always had.

“Fuck me…” Melanie said softly over and over in time to each of Mark’s thrusts.

“Fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…”

“We’re going to make you come so hard, Mels,” Cam said, kissing her softly while massaging her breasts and drawing down on her nipples.

“ohhhh….fuck me…”

“We’re going to make your pussy gush everywhere,” Dario said blurring his fingers across her erect and pulsating clit.

“OH!…fuck me!”

“We’re going to make your body feel things you’ve never felt before,” Anton said, inserting two fingers into Melanie’s pussy, gently stroking her spongy g-spot over and over.

“OH!!!!! FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME!!!!”