Dia's Team Bang E-Book

Neale Sourna

• Herausgeber: PIE: Perception Is Everything
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Serie: Dia
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 93

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

        Dia’s of age and the only cheerleader on the team bus filled with excited, champion ball players, managers, a middle-aged co-coach, and Mr. Dean, the one teacher / head coach she's already ... had.

        She'd do ANYTHING for her man’s pleasure, as Mr. D puts his girl’s trust and love for him to the test. He has a banging hot surprise for her AND his celebrating teenaged athletes.

         So, “Gentlemen, get in line.”

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_16,006 words

Leseprobe

Search for all parts of Cheerleader Dia’s wild adventures everywhere online where you buy great fiction:

“Dia’s Coach” (1)

“Dia’s Weekend with Coach” (2)

“Dia’s Team Bang” (3)

...More Dia?

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Synopsis_Dia’s Team Bang (3)

Dia’s Team Bang (3)

Falcons’ Team Bus—Night, Post Game

Team Bus—Her First Man - Coach Dean

_Dia Strips for Coach

_Dia Fellates Coach

_Dia’s Throatfuck Fun

_Dia Swallows Coach’s Cum

_Dia’s Cunnilingus Fun

_Dia Fucks Coach

Team Bus—Mr. Dean’s Fuck Laws

Team Bus—Who Fucks Her Next?

Team Bus—Side Games

Team Bus—Good Friend Stevie’s Turn

Team Bus—More Men

Team Bus—Gay Mr. Jones Assfucks Dia

Team Bus—Lesbian Ms. Smith Fingerfucks Dia

Team Bus—Co-Captain Yune, the Lover

Team Bus—Mr. Cross, the Roughneck

Team Bus—Dia Gets Rough Used

Team Bus—Co-Coach Carlson and More Boys

Empty Team Bus—School Parking & a Driver

Empty Team Bus—Mr. Dean Takes a Second Fuck

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[excerpt, Full Short Story ON SALE] Dia’s Coach (1)

Synopsis_Dia’s Coach (1)

Mr. Dean’s House—Late Friday Night

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[excerpt, Work in Progress] Dia’s Weekend with Coach (2)

Synopsis_Dia’s Weekend with Coach (2)

Mr. Dean’s Bed—Saturday Morning

Mr. Dean’s Bed—Late Saturday Morning Breakfast

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Search for all parts of Cheerleader Dia’s wild adventures everywhere online where you buy great fiction:

“Dia’s Coach” (1)

“Dia’s Weekend with Coach” (2)

“Dia’s Team Bang” (3)

...More Dia?

all by Neale Sourna for PIE: Perception Is Everything

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Synopsis_Dia’s Team Bang (3)

Dia’s the only cheerleader on the team bus filled with excited, champion ball players, managers, a middle-aged co-coach, and Mr. Dean, the one teacher / coach Dia’d open her lovely thighs wide for, anytime and anywhere, and secretly already has.

Dia would do ANYTHING for her man’s pleasure. So, Mr. D will test his girl’s trust and love for him, because the man has a banging hot surprise for her AND his teenaged athletes, on the long ride home after their championship win.

There will be slippery hot fun for all, as sweet Dia opens wide for her first willing gangbang. “Gentlemen, get in line.”

_16,006 words

Erotica, Teen, Lolita, Heterosexual, Lesbian, Bisexual / Gay, Fellatio, Cunnilingus, Assfuck, Gangbang / Gang Bang, School, Sports, Team, Rape Fantasy, Fantasy Rape, Sexy Cheerleader

Dia’s Team Bang (3)

by Neale Sourna

Falcons’ Team Bus—Night, Post Game

The bus caravan had already hit the highway, with hours, yet, of travel, in their return to campus. They were on this last bus; the entire team of crazed, celebrating sports teammates.

And one cheerleader; Dia.

Two weeks before, Dia had boldly knocked on Mr. Dean’s door, to seductively slip into his intimate privacy, into the home of this well-loved teacher of history (his students often saying, “He makes history come alive, like it’s lived by real people.” ).

Plus, Mr. D was the best in the quad-state area, the winningest and most favorite coach, in both fall and spring sports. Their new huge golden trophy attested to that.

Young Dia, while in his home, had made him a shapely, irresistible and highly forbidden offer, teacher to studentwise; treating him to what he’d not so secretly yearned for so long, what they both had desired, while eye fucking each other daily throughout the long educational days in the endless halls and many buildings of the consolidated campus.

Dia had opened wide and wet to fuck the man, or rather she’d let him fuck her deep three kinds of sore in whatever hard or sweet way he’d wanted to fuck her; surpassing every damn wet dream he’d ever had about her. Or her about him.

He’d taught the girl, in the flesh, how he wanted his teen fuck whore to please him; top and bottom, front and back.

And, she’d enjoyed every intimate, private lesson with him; but, he’d teased her about a “gift,” if she fucked him right. So, she’d made him promise.

He’d now given Dia her wish the one he’d promised; but that wasn’t THE “gift” he’d had in mind.

The rest of her cheer squad, meanwhile, was pouting all alone on the old yellow long bus the school owned. The mostly all girl squad was used to the band saying that the cheerleaders were too “snotty” and not letting them travel on the band bus rentals, while the majorettes could.

Baton twirlers were okay; not cheerleaders or the pompom squad; except Dia, maybe. The yellow bus was too much, they normally travelled with the team but these last weeks Mr. Dean had played favorites with Dia. Whatever.

Anyway, back on this teen sweat and male musk-filled team bus, Dia’s wish, granted by Coach, had been to be “alone” with Mr. D, “ ’cause boy cocks don’t mean shit to me; not unless you could lump ’em all together.”

Sweet Dia’d forgotten she’d said that; but Coach Dean had not. He was an expert, with a head filled with thousands of years of history, famous last sayings, and military strategies once used by generals now translated into sports.

She watched, now, brimming with pride and love for him, as Mr. D strolled frontward through the swift rolling bus, under the glowy aisle lights, while confidently speaking to his well-deserving young champions.

“My gentlemen, and lady. My championship team. You will always have this, all of your lives. WE will. This will be part of us, always, something no one else will understand as we do. But, this unique night won’t just be a lifeless old history factoid for us. Not for any of us—coach and team, managers, co-coach, cheerleader, and even our favorite, trusty, safe-driving winner Bus Driver Pete!”

There was laughter and cheers from the giddy celebrants.

“Yes, all of us will remember and cherish this special and unique night forever.”

They shouted and jumped around, rocking the bus; like joyful, physically athletic beasts wanting to tip it over, in their overenthusiastic glee; and probably could, although that would be insanely stupid at this speed.

Immature, Dia thought, before refocusing on her man.

Coach Dean’s powerful, manly presence and mature silence quieted them. He mesmerized them, and her. They were all completely his.

“My team, if anyone tells of tonight, I will hurt you, personally; your careers and your lives. I will end you all, collectively. My team wins together and is punished together.”

Huh?

It wasn’t just Dia. They all looked confused, student and employees alike, glancing from one to another, because they already knew that they stood “shoulder to shoulder, rise and fall together”; but….

“We do something wrong, Mr. Dean. W-What’d we do?” Team Captain Stevie, always the quiet brave one, asked. “We won like you said we would. We were ‘classy,’ too, and didn’t ‘trash the place’ or....”

The young teen captain of his team couldn’t think of anything else to say, since the emotions stirred up by the odd mix between their success and Coach’s displeasure....

Pretty much every one of Stevie’s teammates was clearly glad they hadn’t had to speak up and ask; not a one enjoyed getting Coach angry or, worse, disappointing him; although they were pretty sure they’d been completely good; gentlemen and lady, completely.

Even Crazy Cross had, and that was saying a lot. He and Yune hadn’t even come to any cross words; so to speak; and that was a first for any day.

They all may have been the age of consent or older and yet—it sucked being a teen, sometimes. Unsure about...?

Mr. Dean was sure, at least he always seemed so; even the rumors on campus and the local sports news were that he’d soon be going on to bigger, more profitable and greater things, and teams.

All on the team squirmed but had to wait—he did that, often enough, in class and on the field of sports battle; making those who questioned him wait....

Their bus sped down the highway carrying them all home, as he gazed into each of his players’ souls, then finally at Dia, in her uniform, sitting alone in the middle of the long, rear seat area of the rental bus, on the aisle.

“Dia?”

“Yes!” He’d startled the lovely girl.

“Lay out those blankets beneath you. I’m taking your clothes off, in front of my team.”

“What’d he say?” a disbelieving someone asked. Dia wasn’t sure who, not recognizing the voice. Probably one of the guys who was too afraid to talk to her; but said aloud what they all, including her, thought. “He’s kidding, right?”

“No. I’m not.”

Team Bus—Her First Man - Coach Dean

Coach Dean’s “men” went hooting crazy, still not fully certain it wasn’t a joke; but every last one remained in his seat, whether player or manager; and all jockeyed to see, as he passed them.

His middle aged, balding co-coach, Mr. Carlson, too, stood to see with a shocked look; but Coach Dean had so much power, it radiated and crackled and no one actually questioned, just waited on the edge, panting and expectant, as the girl looked up at the man she loved and lusted for.

Someone whispered, “I wish I had my camera phone.”

But, those were always restricted from the team bus; no distractions, no team business leaks and, now, no photos or High-Def film of the insane thing that was about to happen.

Mr. Dean stood over her, blocking her from the view of most of them and winked at her, in private, speaking softly to the girl only.