He followed her up. “I’ll see you tomorrow, folks,” he said. “I’m going to turn in for the night.” He took the girl’s hand and they head...d for the stairs.“I don’t know how he does it,” Wotar said, staring after him. “Do you know, she doesn’t charge him?”That gave Razai an idea, but it wasn’t one she could voice to the group.Instead, she said, “I think I’ll head out, too. Lanii, you’ll walk home with the others, right? Not by yourself?” Her shift was over, but she wanted to make sure her crew. The other three guys egged him."Fuck the shit out of her!" they yelled.All the while, Wendy was still tied to the bedpost, and from where I was sitting, I could see her feet banging against the guy's shoulders as he thrust his cock up her. The second guy was ready for his turn. He got between her legs but this time got two of the guys to hold her ankles while he pushed his cock into her soaking pussy."Hold her legs while I fuck her brains out." His arse was a blur between her legs as he fucked. Since I'd been a sophomore, I'd been dominating my high school meets to such an extent that I'd gotten bored with them and lost the drive to train hard. Not willing to let someone of my talents, as he put it, ruin his chances like that, our high school swim coach hooked me up with a personal coach, an old veteran who had trained several world champions in his lifetime. The old coach had gladly taken me under his wing and promised I'd one day make it to the top, as long as I stuck to his rather. He put my hand in his lap and I felt his hard-on through his pants. The next weekend he came over here, my parents were gone for the weekend, as usual. We swam, had lunch and then came to my room and screwed each other. It was my first time, and probably close to his as well. We kept it going for a month or so, but it soon petered out. "But, last summer was not lost. At camp, I met Bernadette, another counselor. She was a full-fledged gay woman, two years older than us. She acted straight with.