KYOKO-CHAN

Equipment Room Rape

by PJ

 

"Kyoko! Kyoko!"

"Hai?" replied Kyoko, adjusting her uniform tie in the small mirror hanging from her locker door.

"Coach isn't anywhere in the gym, he went with Izumi to put away the volleyballs over ten minutes ago. Sensei wants you to see what happened."

"Hai!" smiled Kyoko cheerfully, closing her locker door and leaving the empty girls' locker room.

Kyoko crossed the gym floor. The large auditorium still smelled of girls' sweat and rubber, class had been particularly vigorous today. Kyoko reached the closed door of the equipment room, she tugged it open, then entered the dim recesses.

Kyoko frowned when she heard soft sounds coming from behind the wire baskets filled with volley and soccer balls. Kyoko narrowed her blue eyes, it sounded like a girl's voice, weak and moaning.

"Izumi-chan? Coach-san?" whispered Kyoko, slowly walking around one of the stuffed wire baskets.

The soft moaning stopped. Kyoko froze where she stood, she smelled something in the air, musk and sweat, different than the stench in the auditorium.

"Got you!" hissed a deep, male voice as a strong arm wrapped around Kyoko's thin waist.

A callused palm slapped over Kyoko's mouth before she could scream. The attacker dragged Kyoko deeper into the storeroom, behind piles of mats and mounting boards.

"Get the door, Izumi!" snapped out the familiar voice of Coach. He released Kyoko's mouth to grab a nearby jump rope.

"Help me! Somebody help me!" screamed Kyoko, crying violently.

"Keep your mouth shut, little bitch!" spat Coach, slapping Kyoko sharply across the face.

Kyoko sobbed as Coach grasped her wrists and wrapped them in jump rope. Coach yanked Kyoko's arms up and secured her tied hands to a high mounting bar, when Kyoko opened her mouth to scream again, Coach slapped her even harder, leaving an angry red mark on the weeping school girl's cheek.

"I locked the door, Coach," panted Izumi, her eyes wide with excitement. "What are you going to do with Kyoko?"

"She was probably sent here to find out why we were late coming back. Maybe I should kill her," smirked Coach.

Izumi drew in a sharp breath, Kyoko whimpered and pleaded with her large, tear-filled eyes.

"I won't tell anyone I found you with Izumi!" swore Kyoko. Kyoko glanced at Izumi and finally noticed her classmate's state of undress, Izumi's sweatpants and panties were missing, her smooth pussy looked wet in the dim light of a nearby lantern.

"Think we can trust the little bitch?" asked Coach.

"Maybe you should show her what happens if she talks," grinned Izumi, striding behind the bound Kyoko.

Kyoko gasped when Izumi's hands appeared from behind her and started unbuttoning her blouse.

"I like your idea," nodded Coach approvingly. The burly man knelt in front of Kyoko, he raised her uniform skirt and slip until he could see her white cotton panties.

Izumi spread open Kyoko's blouse, displaying her bra-clad breasts. Kyoko looked down and cried while Izumi groped her tits over her bra, small fingers caressing her soft mounds.

Coach pressed his thumb into Kyoko's pussy and rubbed up and down her tender cunnie. Kyoko whimpered and pressed her thighs together, but Coach shoved his thumb painfully into her crotch, digging between the lips of her pussy, roughly fondling her young sex.

"Stop..stop it! Don't touch me there!" panted Kyoko, tears dripping from her flushed cheeks.

"Keep the bitch quiet!" hissed Coach before his head disappeared underneath Kyoko's blue uniform skirt.

Izumi clamped a palm over Kyoko's panting mouth. Kyoko moaned into her classmate's hand, she trembled when Izumi began licking the side of her neck, the girl's free hand grabbing Kyoko's left breast and squeezing.

Kyoko whimpered loudly into Izumi's palm when she felt Coach drag down her cotton panties. Kyoko's cries were muffled when Coach started licking her pussy, his nose rubbing against her tiny clit.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" purred Izumi in Kyoko's left ear. The lustful school girl slipped her groping hand beneath Kyoko's bra, she clutched Kyoko's pliant tit, pinching the small, brown nipple. "Just let yourself go, learn to enjoy it like I did."

Kyoko clenched her damp eyes shut, she whimpered softly while Coach stuck his tongue into her cunt, lapping at the mouth of her vagina, his callused hands rubbing up and down her slim thighs. Coach fondled Kyoko's small buttocks beneath her skirt as he nuzzled his mouth inside the weeping girl's shivering pussy, licking the sweet honey dripping from her virgin cunnie.

 

"Reach up and untie the bitch's hands, I want to get this little slut naked!" leered Coach as his face reappeared from beneath Kyoko's pleated skirt.

Kyoko blinked tears from her eyes and raised her face to watch Izumi unbind the jump rope from her aching wrists. When Kyoko's sore arms dropped from the mounting pole, Izumi pulled off the school girl's open blouse while Coach unzipped Kyoko's skirt and tossed it aside.

"Please! Let me go! I won't say a word to anyone!" begged Kyoko.

"After today you won't, bitch," sneered Coach, ripping away Kyoko's panties from her quaking thighs.

 

"Please..!" repeated Kyoko until Coach stuffed her ripped panties into her mouth.

"Are you gonna fuck her now?" grinned Izumi, licking her wet lips.

"You bet!" chuckled Coach, moving behind Kyoko and fondling her firm, little buttocks. "Tie the bitch up again!"

Izumi giggled and took Kyoko's limp hands, re-binding them in jump rope and fastening the blushing school girl's wrists above her head.

"Umm, the little slut's cunt's nice and wet!" grinned Coach, grabbing Kyoko's crotch and squeezing her damp labia.

Kyoko moaned into her wadded panties, her thighs quivered, her pussy hurt but felt hot too.

Coach seized Kyoko's creamy thighs and raised them up. Kyoko looked over her shoulder, then her wet eyes widened when Coach sat her small ass on his bare lap.

"Get nice and comfortable," teased Coach, placing Kyoko's wet pussy on top of his engorged erection, then letting the naked girl's own weight drive his cock inside her.

Kyoko cried out, but her wadded panties muffled her cries as Coach's prick rammed up into her little belly, throbbing warmly in her vagina. Fresh tears exploded from Kyoko's blue eyes when Coach pierced her hymen, beads of crimson slipped down her open thighs while she bobbed on Coach's lap, her smooth young limbs slapping over his muscular, hairy legs.

Weeping silently, Kyoko watched Izumi strip off her jacket and sweatshirt in front of her. The naked girl knelt down and pressed her hand against Kyoko's stiff clit, she rubbed and massaged the little nub, sending shivers of pleasure through Kyoko's naked body.

"You'll grow to like fucking, Kyoko, you'll want men like Coach inside you all the time," murmured Izumi, her eyes locked with the bouncing girl's as she began licking Kyoko's rolling tits, running her tongue around the school girl's swollen nipples.

Kyoko moaned weakly. She leaned back against Coach's firm chest, riding his lap bonelessly, her open thighs slack as Coach's shaft slammed up into her dripping cunt over and over. Kyoko let her eyelids close, she felt Izumi's small lips sucking on her right nipple, but Coach's hot cock overwhelmed her senses, she couldn't focus on anything else except the long, thick shaft pumping up between her legs, impaling her while she bucked on Coach's warm lap.

Kyoko orgasmed with a whimper, tears flowed down her flushed cheeks as her belly tightened, her pussy contracted reflexively around Coach's stabbing meat. Coach hugged Kyoko's little waist and shoved his prick inside her, hot semen fountained up into her taut belly, Kyoko let her head drop, her open thighs quivered.

Opening her glazed eyes, Kyoko looked down between her spread legs and watched Izumi lick Coach's cum from her aching clit, the naked girl fingering herself as she sucked on Kyoko's rose pink nub. Kyoko swayed with dizziness, with a soft moan she fell back against Coach, the pain and shame dropped away from the ravished girl.

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