Selena and Jezebel were both ditching class to spy on the Stokerville Cheetahs basketball practice. Secluded underneath a set of bleachers and stored gym equipment they could watch the senior teens’ team play without anyone curious looking in. Even before they came, this place reeked of sex and dried semen from Jezebel’s many earlier partners.
Bent over holding a railing sitting above her head, Selena tensed her muscles and grip around the metal bar when her packmate thrust inside of her. The sloppy clapping of their crotch and rear were muffled by the bounce of the basketball that set the pace of the Succubi’s fucking. Moon, she was thick. Feeling the inches of her erect cock sliding through her clenched sex and stopping at her most vulnerable spots made Selena’s legs buckle. “Don’t move.” She urged Jezebel between moans. There was a pause; a strategy meeting. She tightened her vaginal muscles and let the shaft mold itself to her.
After uncoiling one of her hands the Weretiger Alpha reached for her own cock. Her thumb smeared the dripping pre-cum over the head as her other fingers closed around the shaft. Based on Jezebel’s assessment, which Selena trusted for obvious reasons, they were large. Sensitive too, less than when it stayed a clit without the partial shift – but not by much.
Somehow that still counted among the least of the eventful changes to Selena’s life this last month. Kicked out of the werewolf pack after her eighteenth birthday. Metaphorically and literally. Couch surfing until she found an apartment. Tatiana was missing, alive and responding to texts, though not much else and tight-lipped about what and where the fuck she was. Leaving her to rely on a Succubus for emotional support rather than her best friend, even if Jezebel’s bedside manner was beyond freaking amazing.
Glancing behind her as Jezebel twinned her fingers around her cock, Selena nodded. The demonic teen’s cock began inching back-and-forth with the slow gyrations of her hips. After the night in the national park, Jezebel had updated her wardrobe. Her raven haired straightened and tied into stern ponytail. A pink and cropped tank top, bearing the logo of the gym they had both bought memberships in, with a tight-fitting workout shorts. A real gym bunny. Jezebel had the physique for it too, exchanging some of her softness for defined and athletic muscles since her Weretiger transformation.
“Abbie is such a hottie.” The captain broke the huddle and sent her teammates to their newly assigned positions with a sharp set of commands. With the Cheetahs playing again and the basketball bouncing down the field, Jezebel thrust harder. “Many of the Cheetahs, isn’t it, like, the cutest team name, totally crushes on her. No eyes for anyone else.” Including her, Selena guessed by the jealous and admiring tone.
Selena rode her packmate, letting the sensations rise in intensity and allowed her imagination to run wild. Abbie Peterson hated her life with her foster family and spent as much time away from them as she could. If not outright accepting her invitation to join her ambush, she’d seriously consider it. Selena was on the edge of cumming. Chloe would join if Abbie did. Abbie had admitted to her the two were kinda-dating already. Fuck, the entire team could follow! Selena’s sex clenched tight, her juices gushing and mixing with Jezebel’s cum which painted her fleshy walls white. “Nghh!” Meanwhile her own cock sprayed a thick puddle on the dirty floor underneath the bleachers.
The siren sounded for the end of the period and Selena dared let more of her voice escape before her climax faded.
“Told ya,” Jezebel teased as she sunk down and brought her Alpha down with her, her back resting against a vaulting horse. “Nobody noticed.”
Selena punched her lightly on the shoulder before joining her. It was awkward since they were still holding their cum-stained hands together. She made up for it by kissing the Succubus lightly on the lips next. “Should I talk with Abbie now? That way her and Chloe can hear my offer together.” Cuddling up to her packmate, she sought her comfort and warmth. “Any ideas, I mean beyond ambushing them in the shower?”