Color Guard Conquests Pt. 06

The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy.

NOTE TO THE READER

This series deals with a particularly strong and slightly unusual fantasy of mine, color guard girls. For those who don't know, the color guard is the group of girls in a marching band or professional drum and bugle corps that spin and toss equipment such as flags, rifles, and sabres, as well as performing dance routines of all kinds. The girls are usually very attractive, talented, tanned, toned, flexible, and enjoy performing for a crowd, usually in form fitting outfits.

Why are color guard girls a fantasy of mine?

Because I was one.

I was in my high school color guard for four years and then after graduation performed with one of the professional touring drum and bugle corps for three seasons.

Color guard girls really get to know each other well during a tour, and some of the ones I performed with are still close friends of mine today. Because I'm bi, it didn't take long for me to develop some very strong color guard fantasies.

So, if you are turned on by what sexy things color guard girls do in my fantasy world then please enjoy this series and my other stories that are tagged with the words "color guard" and "flag girl". If it isn't your thing, that's totally okay. You can always enjoy my many other stories.

-xoxo Daphne

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PART 6 - RAVISHING RENEE (the expanded version)

Renee Breeder's lovely brunette curls bounced on her shoulders as she got out of her car and headed towards the Sunny Park music building carrying her color guard equipment bag over her shoulder.

Renee had always been a responsible, artistic, bright girl with a fantastic figure. Her lovely hazel eyes captured everyone's attention, and her smile was the sweet reserved kind that looked like she had a secret to tell. As the captain for the Sunny Park color guard, Renee had the task of helping to teach flag and dance routines to the other girls, something that she enjoyed doing.

Renee was already dressed in the new color guard uniform, which had been a real hit with everyone at the school since the girls unveiled them at the beginning of the season. More of a one piece dance outfit made of black lycra with silver sequin trim, the uniform had a very short fly away skirt connected to a tight fitting top which hugged each girl's arms, breasts, and waist snugly. The black color guard shoes and short skirt meant that every flag girl's lovely toned legs were highlighted nicely.

Although Renee had a petite figure, her breasts were slightly larger than other girls of her size, and yet were still very perky. The form-fitting top of her uniform supported Renee's full breasts and pushed them up beautifully, something that her admirers in the school quickly noticed every time she walked by in her color guard outfit.

Over her uniform, Renee was wearing her navy blue warm-up suit that had been custom made that year for each color guard member. The nylon pants and zip up jackets were very high quality, with each flag girl's name embroidered in script on the front. It gave the color guard a very professional look when they weren't performing on the field.

Of course, every male student at Sunny Park looked forward to the moment just before halftime during each football game when the flag girls took off those very same warm up suits in the stands before heading to the field to perform.

It was eye candy of epic proportions.

Guys would watch intently as the flag girls unzipped and removed their jackets, all of them arching their backs while thrusting their marvelous breasts forward in their tight fitting tops. They loved seeing the girls cutely wiggle from side to side as they slid their nylon pants over the curves of their hips and down their gorgeous legs, teasing everyone with those short skirts.

It was as if the six most beautiful girls in the school were all taking off their clothes in front of everyone at the same time... and as they stripped, the girls had absolutely no idea how many of their male admirers were getting hard just watching them.

Normally, Renee wouldn't be at the school in uniform this early before a game, but she wanted to meet with everyone to go over their flag routines for an upcoming parade.

But there was also another reason.

Something was happening to her girls...

... something big.

Renee started to notice it a month or so ago during a practice several days after the first football game. The normally sweet and friendly Anna Shaw was very quiet and distant the entire rehearsal. When Anna did speak, she never made eye contact with the other girls and seemed rather preoccupied, as if she were feeling guilty about something.

Soon after that, Renee heard that Samantha Frost had suddenly dumped her boyfriend during one of their competitions. It was a bit unexpected, seeing as how there didn't seem to be any obvious problems between them. Samantha seemed to be okay with it though, and insisted that she had learned a lot about herself that day.

A week or so later, Chasidy Grace showed up very late for a performance during Spirit Week. When she did arrive, her normally silky blonde hair was all tousled and she seemed to be completely exhausted. Chasidy had been the person in the "dunk a flag girl" booth at the student carnival earlier that day, but she should have had plenty of time to get ready for the game. Renee knew that Chasidy could be a bit of a wild child, but she always took her color guard responsibilities seriously. SOMETHING, however, had made her late.

Then, the Monday after the homecoming game, the newly crowned princess Misty Price texted Renee that she wasn't going to be at color guard practice because she was still recovering from the events of that evening. Apparently, Misty had overdone things a bit and her well toned flexible legs had been very sore all weekend. Even when Misty came back to rehearsal later in the week, she had to do her flexibility stretches very slowly and carefully as her legs were still very sore.

Renee couldn't help but wonder what had happened to her.

Then there was Kelly...

Renee noticed that her bestie had been feeling extremely tired over the past few weeks and had missed several rehearsals. This was unusual for any of the girls, but especially for Kelly who always attended every practice no matter how she felt.

Renee had noticed all of this odd behavior over the past few months, but never said anything about it to her girls because she wanted to respect their privacy.

Now however, it was beginning to affect the quality of her color guard's performance, and that needed to be addressed.

As Renee reached the door to the music building, she noticed cars belonging to Misty, Anna, Samantha, and Chasidy parked outside. Assuming Kelly would arrive soon, Renee opened the door and walked into the rehearsal room...

... the empty rehearsal room.

"That's odd," Renee thought to herself, "where is everyone?"

Hearing some noises upstairs, Renee deduced that the girls might be in the color guard equipment room.

She began climbing the stairs that led up to the loft.

"OOOOHHH!!!!!"

It was the sudden gasping sound that stopped Renee in her tracks near the top of the stairs...

... and what she saw rendered the color guard captain completely speechless.

Misty Price, the flag girl princess, was dressed in her color guard uniform, lying down on her back facing the large wall mirror. Her gorgeous flexible legs were spread obscenely wide in mid-air splits, her attached nylon panties had been pulled over to one side, and both hands were gripping her long aluminum flag pole, pumping it over and over into her pussy.

"OHGOD! OHGOD!! FUCK!!! FUCK!!!! FUCK!!!!!"

Renee's mouth fell open in complete shock as she watched Misty fucking herself with her own flag pole, her hips pumping upwards in a beautifully obscene repetitive motion, causing several inches of the metal rod to disappear into her depths with each thrust.

"OOHHGOD!!!!!! OOOHHHGOD!!!!!!!!"

Misty cried out in pure lust, lost in her own carnal desires as she fucked and fucked and fucked, her head thrashing from side to side with every gasp of ecstasy, her long silky dark hair whipping around as the flag girl princess humped the pole like the out of control sexually desperate teen she had become.

Renee watched in both shock and perverted curiosity as Misty's legs began to quiver.

Raising her head to look at herself in the mirror, Misty locked eyes with her own reflection, her beautiful doe-like gaze staring back at her as the orgasmic earthquakes began...

... and then... somehow... Misty managed to spread her legs even wider.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!" the flag girl princess arched her back in tension, thrusting her marvelously large breasts up towards the ceiling as she felt the torturous flag pole suddenly tunnel deeper into her abyss than she ever thought possible.

"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!! FFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKK!!!!!!!!!!"

Misty's pussy exploded as she came instantly, each powerful contraction from the walls of her cunt causing liquid to squirt everywhere, much of it splashing against the wall mirror in front of her.

As Misty's screams of orgasmic bliss continued unabated, Renee descended the stairs back down to the main room as quietly as possible. She knew that self-pleasure was a very personal experience for any girl, and Renee didn't want to embarrass her friend, even if she was doing it in the color guard room... with her own flag pole.

"No wonder her legs were sore," Renee thought to herself.

The color guard captain began checking all of the side rooms for the other girls, beginning to realize just how many nooks and crannies there were in the building. Making her way to one of the small music filing rooms she noticed a light coming from inside. There were no windows except for a sliver of glass on the door. When Renee stooped to peek discreetly through the tiny door window, her mouth fell open in shock... again.

Inside the small room, Samantha and Chasidy were sitting together on top of a long table dressed in their color guard uniforms... and making out with each other as if their lives depended on it.

The two flag girls didn't notice Renee watching. They had escaped into their own private world, their eyes closed, their mouths open, their moans and sighs clearly letting each other know just how turned on they were.

Renee knew she shouldn't have kept watching, but her curiosity wouldn't let her turn away. It was common knowledge that Chasidy was bi, but Samantha had always dated guys in the past. Kissing her friend Chasidy had to be a new experience for her... one that Samantha seemed to be enjoying... a lot.

"Was this why Samantha dumped her boyfriend?" Renee asked herself as she continued to observe the two horny flag girls making out.

Then things began to heat up quickly.

With both hands, Chasidy took hold of Samantha's uniform at the upper sleeves and began tugging the tight fabric down off of her shoulders.

"Mmm!" Samantha gave a muffled yelp as she felt herself being stripped by another girl for the first time in her life, her full breasts spilling out of the uniform and bouncing freely with their beautifully hard tits.

Then, Chasidy went further... gliding her hand up under Samantha's tiny skirt and slipping it into her attached nylon panties.

"UM!!!" Samantha's eyes went wide mid-kiss as she felt Chasidy make contact with her pussy.

A few gentle strokes of the brunette flag girl's clit was all it took for Samantha to give into the pleasure, her eyes closing to half-mast as she let the blonde do whatever she wanted to her.

"Oh Chas," Samantha sighed as she broke their kiss, slowly rolling her head around in rapture, "ooohhh what are you doing to me?"

Chasidy smiled to herself, stroking her friend's throbbing clit in tiny little circles.

"Do you like that, Sam?"

"Mmm hmm," the flag girl nodded quickly.

"Say the words, Sam," Chasidy instructed, loving the sexual power she had over her friend at that moment.

"Ohgod!" Samantha tossed her luxurious brunette hair back as she longed for Chasidy to give her the orgasm she needed.

"Say it," Chasidy repeated calmly as Samantha's hips squirmed against the blonde's torturous fingertips, both their beautiful legs dangling off the table several inches above the floor.

"Please Chas! Ohgod! Please m-make me come. I n-need it so b-bad... OH!!!!!"

"I'll bet you do," Chasidy toyed with her, really enjoying keeping her friend on the very edge of an orgasmic cliff.

When Renee saw the naughty blonde begin blurring her fingers across Samantha's unbelievably sensitive clit, she covered her mouth in astonishment.

"OOOOHHHHH!!!!!!!" Samantha cried out as the dams burst immediately, her pussy soaking the attached panties to her uniform as well as the table on which they were sitting as the brunette flag girl came hard.

"OHGOD!!! OHGOD!!!! OHGOD!!!!!"

Continuing to torture Samantha's clit with her fingertips, Chasidy began to pull her own uniform top down with her other hand, her large breasts spilling out as if they were desperate to escape from their confinement.

Renee had seen enough.

Quickly trotting to the main entrance of the building, the color guard captain purposely made a lot of noise opening and closing the large front door.

(SLAM)

"LET'S GO GIRLS!"

Immediately, Renee could hear frantic movement above her in the color guard loft as well as from the storage room.

Almost at the same time, the large percussion room doors suddenly opened and Anna Shaw stumbled into the main room with her guard uniform top pulled down to her waist, her full perky breasts out and bouncing with her movements.

"OH!" Anna yelped, her eyes going wide in surprise as she quickly covered her tits with her hands.

Renee raised her eyebrows at Anna but said nothing as the sweet color guard girl quickly tucked her large milk mounds back into her uniform top and put her hands through the sleeves, pulling the fabric up so that she was fully dressed once again.

Renee wondered exactly what Anna had been doing in the percussion room with her top off, and then concluded that she probably would rather not know.

In just moments, the rest of the color guard girls hurried into the main room, congregating in a circle on the carpet where they usually had their group meetings.

Leaving a space for Kelly to sit when she arrived, Renee joined the circle and surveyed her girls.

Anna sat quietly, trying to pretend that she hadn't just been caught topless by Renee.

Misty was looking at herself with her pocket mirror, trying to fix her tousled hair.

Chasidy and Samantha looked at each other and noticed that in their rush to get dressed, they had accidentally put on each other's embroidered color guard jacket.

Samantha looked at Chasidy and shrugged.

Chasidy rolled her eyes.

Renee kept her cool.

Moments later, the main door opened and Kelly Dixon walked into the room carrying her equipment bag over her shoulder.

"Hi Kelly!" Everyone said practically at the same time, eager to break the uncomfortable silence.

Without speaking, Kelly gave a slight smile to the rest of the squad and took her place in the circle.

"Okay girls," Renee took a deep breath, "we need to talk. I've called everyone here early so that I can find out exactly what the hell has been going on with you all."

The rest of the girls all glanced at each other, wondering who was going to speak first.

"Well?" Renee asked, wanting to get to the bottom of this situation.

Everyone hesitated to answer. No one was sure exactly the best way to tell Renee that over the past few months each of them had been seduced and fucked by the same guy.

"Something is happening to this color guard," Renee elaborated with a sense of genuine concern, "ever since the first game it seems like everyone's focus has been off. It's gotten worse as we've gone through the season."

Uneasy glances were exchanged between the squad, but no one said a word.

"Come on girls," Renee said with genuine concern, "I want to help if I can... just tell me what's been happening."

Samantha was the first to speak.

"Well... you see... there's this guy..."

"... really REALLY gorgeous guy..." Misty added.

Then Chasidy spoke up.

"UNBELIEVABLY gorgeous... and he has the most massively large..."

"Yeah, okay that's enough," Renee held up her hand.

"No you don't understand," Chasidy added, "in all my life I've never seen a more enormously big..."

"I GET THE PICTURE," Renee stopped the blonde from going further.

"He's seducing his way through the color guard," Anna explained, "he's a womanizing jerk completely confident in himself and his ability to have any girl he wants. He's arrogant and only interested in his own pleasure."

"Sounds like a real charmer," Renee commented with undisguised sarcasm.

"Yes," Misty explained, "but his smooth talk and beautiful features are absolutely hypnotic."

"We know he's using us," Samantha added, "and that he sees every one of us as sexual challenges for him to conquer."

Renee rolled her eyes.

"I can't believe you girls would let any guy seduce you like that."

"No really, we're serious," Misty insisted, "it's like he knows exactly how to exploit our sexual weaknesses and then uses that information to fuck each of us."

"Yet you still wanted him to do it?" Renee asked with disbelief.

"Ohgod yes! Absolutely!" everyone answered at the same time, a few of them fanning themselves...

... everyone except Kelly.

"So," Renee felt a bit awkward asking, "how many of you has this guy fucked?"

Chasidy put her hand up immediately, followed by Samantha and Misty. Anna looked embarrassed as she raised her hand more slowly.

Then, to everyone's surprise, Kelly raised her hand.

Renee's eyes widened... Samantha did a double take... even Chasidy's mouth fell open in disbelief, realizing that Kelly was no longer a virgin.

"Woah, go girl," the blonde said, obviously impressed.

Renee turned to her friend.

"Are you okay?" she asked, "how did it happen?"

Kelly looked around at her fellow color guard girls.

"Somehow, he learned about the fantasy I've always had about losing my virginity to a guy while I was barely conscious and unable to stop him from taking me."

Anna then realized that she was the one who had given him the information about Kelly's rape fantasy.

He had apparently been using both of them.

Renee was taken aback by this information about Kelly's secret desire. She had always been protective of Kelly, like she was a younger sister, and this was something she had never told her before. Listening to how this jerk had used Kelly's fantasy to take her virginity though, reminded Renee of how her own ex-boyfriend had used her and dumped her after she had been deflowered herself.

It was making the normally level-headed Renee very angry at this guy for seducing her flag girls.

It was what Kelly said next, however, that shocked everyone, and made Renee absolutely furious.

"I'm pregnant."

"WHAT?!?!?!?!?" All five girls exclaimed at the same time.

Kelly nodded.

"I found out yesterday."

"That does it!" Renee stood up and put her hands on her hips, "does anyone have his number?"

Misty raised her phone.

"I do," she said tossing the princess pink mobile to Renee.

Chasidy looked over to Misty as Renee began scrolling through the contacts list.

"How did you get his number?"

Misty smiled sweetly.

"He... um... took some pictures of me with my phone and then had me send them to his mobile."

"Ooooo," Chasidy got curious, "what kind of pictures?"

Misty blushed.

"He had tied me down while I was doing center splits and worked my flagpole really deep into my pussy."

Chasidy raised her eyebrows.

"You go girl."

"It was REALLY hot," Misty fanned herself with her hands, "I asked him to take the pictures with my phone but he wanted me to text them to him as well."

"Ohmygod..." Chasidy said with undisguised resentment, "that bastard didn't even let me come. How many orgasms did he give you?"

Misty cocked her head to one side and flashed her princess smile.

"I lost count."

Renee put the phone to her ear as she heard it ringing, ready to give that jerk a piece of her mind.

"Dammit, he's not there," Renee said to Kelly as she heard his voicemail message. Renee fumed as she waited for the beep.

(beep)

"Hey you asshole," Renee practically yelled into the phone, "I've got a score to settle with you for what you did to Kelly. You better be at the football game early tonight or so help me I'll track you down. Meet me two hours before the game outside the cafeteria by the picnic tables. You'd better be there."

Renee hung up and tossed the phone back to Misty.

"Thanks," Kelly gave Renee a small smile of gratitude.

"Don't mention it," Renee said still flustered, "I'm going to knock some sense into that jerk."

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Early that evening, Renee was standing outside the high school cafeteria at the picnic table area pacing impatiently back and forth, waiting for him to show up.

She was absolutely furious.

Walking over to where she had put her guard equipment bag down next to one of the park benches, Renee pulled out her watch from a side pocket.

"Don't worry, I'm on time."

The voice took Renee by surprise, causing her to whip around to see where the sound had come from.

It was him.

He stood about ten feet away, his arms folded across his muscular chest wearing khaki pants and a button-down shirt with the top two buttons undone. His hair was perfect and seemed to shimmer in the dusk light. His chiseled face and dark eyes were captivating. Even though Renee knew he was total jerk, she couldn't deny that he was gorgeous.

Recovering her focus, Renee walked right over to him with fury in her eyes.

"You asshole!" Renee yelled as she decked him with a massively strong right hook across the face, "I can't believe you got Kelly pregnant!"

He took the hit and staggered back dazed. What threw Renee though was that he didn't cry out, or even look angry. He just stood back up and smiled as though he was toying with her.

"Feel better?" he asked.

Renee stepped back, her breasts rising and falling with her heavy breathing. She narrowed her eyes, giving him a stare that was like an arctic blast.

"You've been working your way through all the girls in my color guard," Renee accused him, "I don't know how you convinced my friends to let you fuck them, but you crossed the line by getting Kelly pregnant."

He shrugged.

"She had a choice."

"Like hell she did," Renee folded her arms across her chest.

He actually looked offended.

"What do you take me for? I didn't force Kelly, or anyone else for that matter. Every single one of your color guard girls asked me to fuck them."

Renee placed her hands on her hips.

"So you think its okay to get what you want from a girl and then just move on to the next one?"

He smiled slightly at her comment.

"Its not my fault if they want a relationship and I just want a good fuck."

Renee's feminist side was boiling as she listened to him describe her friends as if they were toys for him to play with.

"You know what's really hot about having fucked all the girls in the color guard?" he said as if he was telling her a secret.

Renee was too angry to reply.

"When I see the girls performing on the field, twirling and tossing flags, I'm the only person that knows exactly how every single one of them likes to be fucked."

Renee's mouth fell open in disbelief at what she was hearing.

"I can even compare them to each other."

"What?!?" Renee said in shock.

"Oh yes, I fucked Samantha on a bus. She loved wrapping her legs around me, pushing my cock deeper into her while I pulled on her hair."

"Stop it," Renee said firmly.

"Chasidy was a wild little thing," he continued to boast, "I had her completely stripped and wearing a leash on top of the press box while she begged me to pound her pussy all afternoon."

"I said stop it!" Renee was almost pleading.

"Kelly was the most inexperienced of them all. It was so hot to have her lay on this very picnic table and coach her through her first blowjob, then listen to her beg me to rape her while she was barely conscious."

"You bastard!" Renee pulled back to hit him again. This time though, he stopped her in mid-punch, grabbing her by the arm and twisting it behind her back.

"Ow! Let go of me!" Renee struggled in his forceful grip. Keeping a firm hold of her arm with one hand, he grabbed Renee's hair with the other.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" Renee dropped to her knees, unable to free herself. Letting go of her arm but keeping a firm hold on her hair, he walked towards the park bench where Renee had put her guard equipment bag, forcing the hot flag captain to crawl on all fours next to him.

Reaching the bench, he pulled Renee up and practically threw her towards it like a rag doll. Before she knew it, he was on top of her, pinning her down.

"Get off me!" Renee struggled uselessly as he took her left wrist and forced it behind her back against the bench, "what the hell are you doing?!?"

Taking one of Renee's flag silks from her guard bag, he tied her wrist to the bench, looping the material through the railing and tying a knot so tight that Renee couldn't even attempt to break free.

Renee stared at him coldly, trying not to show how nervous she was, as he took her right wrist and tied it to the bench behind her back with another of Renee's flag silks. With her wrists tightly secured behind her, Renee was forced to arch her back, causing her perky breasts to jut forward.

"Untie me now or so help me I'm going to scream," Renee said struggling beneath him.

He smiled as he stood up.

"Go ahead, we're too far away from the stadium for anyone to hear you."

Renee kicked at him with her legs in frustration.

"Wow Renee," he said calmly, "you certainly are the most feisty of all the flag girls. I'm really going to enjoy breaking you."

If looks could kill, the glare Renee shot at him would have done it.

Grabbing Renee's right leg, he placed her ankle over the armrest of the bench, tying it down with another flag silk.

It felt almost surreal to Renee as she was being restrained against her will one limb at a time. Was this really happening to her? She hated this guy for seducing his way through every girl in the color guard. Now she was being tied down with her own flag silks by the guy who had fucked all of her friends. What was he going to do to her? Renee bit her lip as she felt her left leg now being spread out and tied down to the other armrest.

Checking the knots to make sure they were secure, he stood back and admired his handiwork.

"So now what?" Renee tried to sound confident, but it was the most vulnerable she had ever felt in her life. Her wrists were tied to the bench behind her back, her legs were spread as wide as they could go, her ankles tied down to the armrests, and she was completely at the mercy of the guy who had fucked all her friends.

He walked back over to Renee and placed his hand under her chin.

"Now, I'm going to find out whether flag girl captains wear anything under their uniforms."

In one quick motion, he grabbed the collar of Renee's outfit with both hands and pulled the material off her shoulders, all the way down past her breasts.

"OH!" Renee gave a high-pitched yelp of surprise as she was being stripped and her cute perky breasts fell out of the top of her uniform.

"Hmm, no bra," he commented, "very naughty Renee".

"Fuck you," Renee fired back.

"Don't worry we'll get to that," he said with all the confidence in the world.

Renee continued to struggle as he knelt down in front of her and felt slowly up her legs, pushing up her skirt in the process as he reached her inner thighs.

"Stop it," Renee protested, trying to buck her hips to get him off of her. She noticed that all it did was make her breasts bounce up and down invitingly, something he was clearly enjoying.

"OH!" Renee let out a girly yelp when he moved his hand between her legs and began rubbing her pussy through the attached black lycra bottoms. He could tell she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

"No panties either," he taunted her, "what a bad little girl you are."

"No please," Renee was almost begging, "please stop touching me there... oh!!!!!"

She gasped as he expertly worked his hand inside her bottoms and found Renee's clit already throbbing between the lips of her pussy.

He began to stroke it gently over and over...

"Ohgod no," Renee pleaded, "not there... please not there... ohgod!"

She knew he wasn't going to stop, and her body was tingling all over. He was taking her whether she wanted it or not, and her body was responding. Continuing to stroke Renee's most sensitive spot, he worked two fingers from his other hand inside the flag captain's warm teenage pussy.

It was then he knew he had her.

"Renee," he said in triumph, "your pussy is soaked."

"No..." Renee whimpered and laid her head back staring up at the sky, embarrassed to make eye contact with him now that her secret was out.

"You bad bad little girl," he tormented her as he began pumping his fingers in and out of her sopping wet pussy.

"No... ohgod... not that... please... don't do this... ahh... to meeeee... OH!!!"

Renee was in a haze of pleasure, and the more she begged him to stop, the faster he went. The flag girl's hips began pumping into his fingers as if they had a mind of their own, trying desperately to pull more pleasure out of his probing hand. Her full breasts were bouncing beautifully with each movement of her hips, and the curls of her gorgeous dark hair caressed her bare shoulders.

"Does that feel good Renee?" He was taunting her again, pumping deeper and deeper into her.

"Ohgod! I... umm... don't want... ah... it to... feel good... OH!"

She struggled for every word as warm sensations of pleasure spread through her.

"That's not what I asked, Renee."

He was going to make her admit it.

Renee was so angry with herself that she was letting this happen. He was taking her, just like he had taken all of her friends before.

"Ohfuck... ahhh... yes! It does. Ohgod... It feels so good... oohhhhhHHHH!!!"

Satisfied with Renee's confession, he hooked his fingertips inside her pussy and unleashed a ferocious barrage of fast repetitions across her g-spot, causing Renee's entire body to rear up. Had she not been tied down she would have launched herself off the bench.

"OHMYGOD!!!" Renee cried out, yanking hard on her restraints as she felt herself being enslaved by her own pleasure.

Continuing to finger blast her pussy, he used his other hand to part Renee's labia and stroke her clit over and over, faster and faster, until he was rapidly blurring his fingertips across her erect and throbbing pleasure nub so relentlessly that all she could do to survive the torture was scream.

"AHHHHHH!!! I'M... OH FUCK!! I'M GOING TO COME!!"

Renee humped her tormentor's hand in pure lust as she felt her pussy walls clinch down hard, her contractions stronger than anything the color guard girl had ever felt before...

... and then...

... for the first time in her life...

... Renee began squirting.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! OH!! OH!!! OH!!!!" she cried repeatedly, almost in tears, as she wiggled her hips on his probing hand, her shifting causing bolts of pleasure to shoot through her as the orgasm overpowered the flag girl, the liquid form her pussy splashing in all directions.

It only encouraged him to go faster.

"OHGOD!!!!!" Renee threw her head back and screamed at the sky, "FUCK!!!!! YOU'RE MAKING ME COME AGAIN!!!!!"

Suddenly, Renee froze, her entire body locking in tension as she came unbelievably hard, her mouth open in a scream with no sound as liquid gushed from her cunt. The squelching noises coming from Renee's sopping wet pussy were perversely obscene to hear as the powerful orgasm had its way with her.

Finally finding her voice, Renee gave a squeal of relief as climactic waves of torturous pleasure pummeled her body and washed away her mind.

"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Collapsing back against the bench, Renee's gorgeous teenage breasts heaved as her deep breathing caused them to rise and fall beautifully.

"Ohmygod..." Renee said weakly, "I can't believe you just did that to me. How dare you force me to enjoy it."

He smiled at her attempt to be defiant.

"I'm not finished with you yet."

Renee looked over and saw him taking one of her aluminum flag poles out of her guard bag.

Her eyes widened.

"What are you going to do with that?" Renee asked nervously.

In response, he walked back to Renee and knelt down between her legs. With one hand, he moved her attached bottoms over to the side, exposing Renee's gorgeous young pussy.

"No! Ohgod please don't!" Renee pleaded as he nuzzled the end of her six-foot flagpole between the folds her labia and began to push.

"Nooooo!" Renee laid her head back as her pussy was violated once again. She felt the walls of her love canal open as he pumped the pole in and out of her slowly, encouraging her pussy to take more of it as each thrust went deeper and deeper.

"Ohgod what are you doing to me?"

"I'm getting you ready to take my cock," he said almost bragging as the flagpole tunneled deeper into Renee's pussy, "its very large."

"Ohgod," Renee asked worriedly as she felt the walls of her pussy expand to take more of the pole, "how large?"

Ignoring the question, he stopped thrusting into her and checked his progress.

"Hmm, only four inches in Renee," he reported to her, "your pussy will have to take much more than that."

Renee narrowed her eyes at him as he prepared to continue.

"Don't... you... dare... OOHH!!!!!!!"

Renee yelped as he began pumping into her again, using the flag girl's own color guard pole in a manner for which it was never designed.

As she endured the humiliation of being tied down with her legs spread wide and her tits out while this jerk pumped her flag pole back and forth inside her pussy, Renee tried to grasp for any dignity that she might have left.

"Is this... UM!!!... w-what you did to Kelly?"

He smiled as the hard aluminum pole disappeared into Renee's abyss again and again, her pussy suckling on the pole with each retraction as if it was trying to keep the rod inside her.

"It took a while with Kelly," he explained, "she was a virgin and her pussy was really tight... at first anyway."

"Oooo you bastard... AH!!!" Renee gasped as she thought about what her friends had gone through.

"Speaking of which," he commented, "your pussy is really tight as well... are we not getting laid enough?"

The glare she gave him was like an arctic blast.

"What about the other girls? Did you fuck them with their flag poles as well... AHH!!!" Renee suddenly winced as she felt her own flag pole struggling to sink still deeper inside her.

"Every girl was different of course," he answered, continuing to methodically pump Renee's pussy with the long metal rod, "but all of them ended up being great fuck toys for me."

"You ass!" Renee blazed at him, "how dare you do that to my friends!"

"You know..." he raised an eyebrow at her, "some of your friends are not the 'good girls' you think they are."

Renee was getting flustered again at this man's arrogance.

"You don't know that."

"Sure I do," he countered, "I've fucked every single one of them. You're the only girl left on my checklist."

"Checklist?!? You jerk! How dare you treat girls like thaaaAHHH!!! FUCK!!!!!" Renee cried out as she felt her pussy walls loosen and the aluminum rod suddenly tunnel further into her soaked cunt.

"Seven inches inside you now," he said continuing to relentlessly fuck the color guard captain deeper and deeper with her own flag pole, "you can do it Renee, you're almost there."

"Dammit you jerk," she glared at him coldly for his patronizing remarks, "how deep are you going?!?!?"

He smiled slightly as he felt the walls of her pussy spasming around the long hard pole.

"Nine inches."

Renee's mouth fell open.

"You motherfucking bastard!!!"

"Just for that... let's make it ten."

The flag girl's eyes went wide.

Renee felt completely humiliated as her own flag pole was being used on her in the most obscene manner possible. The knowledge that she was just another girl on a checklist to fuck degraded her in ways she didn't want to even think about. Renee closed her eyes and laid her head back, trying desperately to will her pussy to expand and end this perverted sexual torment.

"Come on Renee," he ordered her, "I can feel your walls quivering, open your pussy to me."

"AAAHHHHHH!!!" Renee screamed as she felt the flag pole suddenly tunnel deeper into her cunt than she ever thought possible, the tight walls of her pussy finally giving way to allow the massive pole access, and then closing around it to hold the invading shaft inside her.

"There Renee," he announced, "ten inches of your flag pole is now inside your pussy. I knew you could do it."

"Oh fuck..." Renee whimpered. She felt like she was being split in half. Looking down at herself she saw her full perky breasts displayed for his pleasure, her beautiful legs spread as wide as they would go, and her own flag pole lodged obscenely deep inside her pussy.

"Ohgod..." Renee said weakly laying her head back, "what have you done to me?"

He looked at the helpless Renee and began caressing her cheek softly.

"Its time, are you ready?"

Renee's eyes widened.

"Are you going to fuck me?"

He stood up and unbuttoned his trousers.

"That's your choice."

"What?" Renee asked in confusion, "you mean you're not going to just take me?"

"Nope," he said pulling the zipper to his trousers down, "if I fuck you while you are helpless, you'll get to convince yourself that you really didn't want it. My guess is that you really DO want to be fucked, and I'm not giving you an out just so you can pretend you're better than everyone else. You're just another horny flag girl who wants to get laid. So, if you really want it, you have to ask me... nicely... to fuck you."

Renee couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"What if I say no?"

He shrugged.

"Then I'll untie you, and you'll miss out on the greatest fuck you'll ever have in your life."

"Mygod you're arrogant," Renee almost smiled.

He walked directly in front of Renee and pulled his massively large, rock hard cock out of his boxers.

"I'm also telling the truth, and you know it."

Renee's mouth fell open.

"Mygod, there's no way I can fit THAT inside me!"

"All your friends did... eventually," he said as if he was daring her.

Renee narrowed her eyes at him.

"You're such a jerk."

"Yep," he responded, "a jerk you secretly want to get fucked by right now."

Renee couldn't bring herself to reply.

"Well?" he said condescendingly, "I don't have all evening."

Renee looked down at the flagpole resting ten inches deep inside her pussy. She felt humiliated and completely ashamed of herself for letting him seduce her. She had let her friends down by not being able to stand up to him, and she knew he was just going to use her for a good fuck before tossing her aside like all the others.

Worst of all, she discovered that this was exactly what she wanted.

Abandoning all of her dignity and self-respect, Renee looked up at her opponent in total surrender.

"Yes..." she said, defeated.

He smiled slyly.

"Yes what?"

Renee almost choked on the words.

"Yes... please fuck me."

"Say it again, Renee," he ordered.

She glared at him.

"Please... fuck... me."

"One more time," he taunted her, gripping the flagpole and slowly removing it from Renee's wet teenage pussy.

"Fuck me you jerk! I want you to come inside meeeEEEEEE!!!" Renee threw her head back against the bench and screamed as she felt her torturous flagpole finally being removed from inside her, the metal clanking on the concrete as he tossed it aside.

Immediately he was on top of her, lining up his massive cock with the entrance to Renee's exhausted but eager pussy.

"Ohgod," Renee prepared herself to be violated, "don't be gentle with me... fuck me hard you bastard."

He grabbed the back of Renee's hair and kissed her long and deep, their tongues intertwining as lustful moans escaped her soft lips.

Then he began to push.

"MMMMMMM!!!!!" Renee's eyes went wide as she screamed through their kiss, his cock forcing its way into her love canal one inch at a time.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!" Renee couldn't stop screaming into his mouth as the massive cock impaled the teenager, stretching the walls of her young pussy in ways she had never felt before or even thought possible... and as he continued to push, Renee realized there was still more to go!

"OHGOD!!!" Renee broke their kiss and tossed her head back as his entire shaft finally came to rest inside her.

"That's so fucking big! It's going to tear me apart!"

Renee couldn't believe how her pussy could take something so large. She stared up at him looking for some indication of sympathy and realized he wasn't concerned about her comfort whatsoever. He was in this for his own pleasure. Renee had never felt so objectified as a woman before. Her feminist side didn't have time to be offended though, because right at that moment, he began to pump his monster of a cock into her.

"Ohgod that's enormous," Renee said more to herself than to him as she discovered just how massive it felt thrusting into her.

"Take it Renee," he ordered her, "take all of it in that tight cunt of yours."

Renee locked eyes with her opponent as his cock violated her pussy.

"You're... AH!... going to toss me aside when you... OH!... finish fucking me, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"I'm just another... OHFUCK!... girl to check off... OH!... your... UMM!... list," Renee continued as her hips began to thrust back against his.

"That's exactly what you are."

"You're... AH!... just... OHGOD!!!... using me... aren't you?"

"Absolutely," he said without an ounce of remorse.

"OHGOD!!" Renee was bouncing up and down in violent jerks with each of his thrusts, the curls of her hair brushing her bare shoulders as she rolled her head back, sighing in intense pleasure.

"I can't believe... UM!!!... I'm letting you... OH!!!... do this to me... FUCK!!!... dammit, use me! I give up... AH!... use me you asshole!"

As Renee's pussy began to adjust to the size of his member, he increased his pace, causing the flag girl to cry out as she experienced a higher level of both pleasure and torture.

"AHHHHH!!!" Renee was being fucked deep, deeper than she thought was possible, her tormentor thrusting into her with increasing force.

"What a warm moist pussy you have Renee," he said slamming into her with long full thrusts, "it's clinched perfectly tight around my cock... you are a fantastic fuck."

The restrained color guard girl couldn't register his words, all she could do was try to survive the relentless pounding that her pussy was taking.

"AHHHHHH!!!!" Renee threw her head back and screamed, holding on for dear life as every stroke inside her seemed more powerful than the last. His cock owned Renee's body and was doing incredible things to it.

"FUCK ME!!!!! OHGOD!!!!! FUCK MEEEEEEE!!!!!!!" Renee yelled and screamed as he absolutely ravaged her pussy. She knew all of this was so wrong. She knew that the cock inside her pussy had also been inside every single one of her friends, pounding into them, making each one of them scream just as much as her. She was the last flag girl left to fuck... his final conquest.

Still getting pounded by her conqueror, Renee felt the flag silks tying her ankles to the bench being loosened. When she realized they were no longer tied down, Renee wrapped her legs around his waist as tight as she could and pushed his cock further into her with strong thrusts from her hips.

"Oh fuck Renee," he said slamming into her, "that feels fucking amazing."

He grabbed Renee by the hips and began humping her at an amazingly fast speed. This was it. He was ready to defile her and claim his final flag girl.

Renee felt him building to an enormous climax. Her eyes widened as she felt his cock seem to almost double in size within her depths, stretching the walls of her pussy to the very limit. Renee's entire body was shaking involuntarily, and as she felt his enormous cock start to unload inside her, she screamed at the top of her lungs as if she was being violently assaulted.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Renee's pussy gripped his cock firmly from all sides and milked it as if her cunt had a mind of its own. Huge amounts of liquid fired into her over and over again, splashing her cervix. Renee took it all, her pussy contracting beautifully as she came, drawing more and more liquid towards her womb.

"That's it Renee, you little cunt," he hissed, refusing to go easy on her as his cock continued to unload inside her depths.

"OHHHHH FUCK!!!!! OHGOD!!!!!!! I'M COMING SO HARD!!!!!!!"

Her screams were deafening and exquisite to hear. Renee rode out every orgasmic wave, every thrust from his shaft, and held on for dear life as his powerful cock destroyed her.

When he finally emptied everything he had into her, Renee collapsed back against the bench in complete exhaustion as he pulled his cock out of the well fucked flag girl.

"Ohmygod!!!" Renee's breasts heaved beautifully as she tried to get control of her breathing, "I've never come like that before."

He smiled, putting his cock back in his trousers and zipping them up, "and you never will again."

Renee raised her eyebrows.

"I think the only thing bigger than that cock is your ego."

"I use both to get what I want from girls," he said unapologetically, "and it always works... you want to know why?"

"Why?" Renee asked.

"Because girls want to be fucked just as much as guys want to fuck them."

Renee stared at him blankly, not sure if she wanted to admit that he was right.

"Damn you," was all she could say.

"Come on," he went over to untie Renee, "let's get you to the game. I'm going to enjoy watching you tonight."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Renee gave him a slight smile.

"I love knowing that when I watch you perform tonight you'll have my liquid inside you," he said untying the flag silks binding her wrists, "I love knowing that all your friends will have no idea that I fucked you this evening, just like you didn't know when I fucked them."

"Mygod you're such an ass," Renee pulled her hands free from the restraints.

He smiled.

"An ass that you just let fuck your cunt."

Renee couldn't argue.

"There is one thing I'd like to know," she said tucking her marvelous breasts back into her top and fixing her guard uniform.

"Well," he said.

"So... how was I compared... to... you know... everyone... else?" Renee asked.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"You little slut Renee," he smiled again, "you actually want to know if you were a better fuck compared to your friends?"

Renee was ashamed to admit it, but she did want to know.

He leaned over to Renee and kissed her passionately before whispering softly in her ear.

"I always save the best for last."

Renee performed with the rest of the color guard girls that night, tossing and twirling the very flagpole that had been deep inside her pussy earlier that evening. Every now and then she would see him in the stands watching her, and Renee would flash her sexy "I've got a secret" smile at him. She knew he was thinking about the fact that her pussy was full of his liquid, and that he had sexually conquered her tonight.

What Renee didn't know was that deep inside her teenage pussy, his liquid was working its way into her uterus. Waiting nearby, a week earlier than normal, was an egg ready to be fertilized in her fallopian tube. Renee had intended to give him a piece of her mind for impregnating Kelly. Instead, she allowed him to seduce and impregnate her. In a few weeks when Renee finds out, her life is going to change dramatically...

... and she is going to be furious.

NEXT EPISODE: RENEE'S REVENGE

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A lot of time went into writing this chapter, so please be kind with any comments or feedback. If you're going to be mean, don't bother because I won't respond, I'll just delete the comment. My stories are for people who appreciate the immense work and effort that goes into creating this content. If you enjoyed this story, please have fun reading my other stories as well. I hope all of you remember to love yourselves as well as others. - xoxo Daphne.