Diane lost her mojo at the worst time. Can Jack and Arch and Evie help her get it back?
They were loosing. To their biggest rival no less. In the biggest game of the year.
Diane was not pulling her weight. She was tight. Missing her sets. Missing her strikes.
When Jack and Arch and Evie met Diane, they did not know she was a scholarship volleyball prodigy. Sure, the signs were there. Tall. Athletic. Toned to perfection. And oh so beautiful.
They were well into their first week of school before Diane offhandedly quipped that she would be leaving the apartment early for practice. The remark almost went without rejoinder as the four had just risen, were moping about the kitchen slapping breakfast together in Diane’s apartment before mutually departing for various points on campus. The four, having bonded so quickly and thoroughly found themselves all but inseparable when not spread by the winds of higher education.
Evie was first to seek clarity, asking, “What? What practice?” Diane replied, “Volleyball. Now don’t act all surprised, I can hardly be on the swim team with an outie like this one. So volleyball it is. Been doing it ever since puberty shot me through the roof, ruining my gymnastics hopes and dreams.”
Jack pitches in, “Well call me surprised, but only a little, you certainly have the body for it. I bet you are awesome! I can’t wait to see you play, and I’ll have to admit I’ve never seen a girls volleyball game. Or is a match? Or a scrum? Or something else?”
Smiling and happy, Diane replies, “Aren’t you the sweetest, it would be great to have someone cheering for me. Not leering at me. You’d be surprised how many creeps attend our games just to look at the girls.” Arch, finally waking up enough to connect his thoughts has to add, “Well Diane, have you looked at you? I can’t help but leer every time you open the refrigerator and get veggies out of the bottom tray!”.
Evie can’t let that one go, saying, “Arch, we know, we know. Diane and Jack and I, we’ve talked about this. We know you have a problem. We will get you the help you need. We love you. We will do everything in our power to make you a better person.” Sweet, shy little 5’2” Evie, teasing Arch, the blonde and oh so handsome 6’2” stud of studs. She can hardly believe how her life has changed since that first day of college. How she has changed. And she loves it.
Jack, big, long and lean, 6’9” Jack, thinks much the same. Jack can only laugh and enjoy the acceptance and the easy flowing moment, enjoying it even more when Diane and Arch join in on a gut buster start to the day. Yes, the four have something special, and they know it.
It’s still early in the match. But the writing is on the wall. If Diane cannot get her act together and start striking the ball with her usual authority and efficiency this rivalry match is going to end badly. Evie and Arch and Jack can only watch, feeling helpless, but cheering nonetheless, because that is what you do when you love someone, you never give up on them.
The first game ends. A loss. A bad one. Two games to go in the match and they have to win them both. Evie and Arch and Jack are just two rows back behind the team. They cannot hear what coach is saying, but they watch intently as Diane stares into the distance.
Evie notices first, asking, “Why is Diane not paying attention, where is her focus? What is she looking at?”
Arch, stud that he is, is legit. He has been in many a sports competition. Arch knows that when an athlete’s mind is taken off the game, the body follows. Arch knows Evie is onto something, and looking to Evie and Jack says, “Diane has lost it. Her mind has been stolen from the game, along with her mojo. Now she’s trying too hard and tightening up, which makes it worse. We gotta do something.” Jack embellishes, “Diane was great up to the first serve, something happened on the far side, I just know it. Look where she’s staring, something happened over there.”
Evie and Jack and Arch stare into space a little themselves. They think. They plan.
Arch comes up with the first part of the plan, “We gotta loosen her up. And fast. There’s only one way to loosen up our lovely Diane. I’m going to head back to the locker room and see if the Treatment Room is empty and available. I just happen to have a key for that room.”
Jack comes up with the second part, “I am going to meander down court and see if I can tell what could have happened over there to take Diane’s mind out of the game.” Evie, finishes, “And I will get Diane’s attention and get her to limp off to the treatment room as soon as she is able. I will meet you there asap.”
Arch heads to the Treatment Room. Praying it is empty. And thank goodness, it is.
At the same time Jack meanders to the far court on a circuitous route to the Treatment Room, and by the time he is done he is pretty sure he knows what was happening down there to Diane.
Evie, when coach finally takes a breath, is able to get Diane’s attention and gets Diane’s consent to rush off to the Treatment Room for a “leg tweak".
Jack and Evie and Arch rush to the Treatment Room.
Arch looks them in the eye and asks, “We know what we gotta do. We need to give Diane a big big “O” and fast. That will loosen her body up and clear her mind. But how do we do that in ten seconds or less?” Jack, with a bit of introspection and thought provides the clue, “The fastest way to Diane having an orgasm is ‘us’! Nothing will get Diane off faster then us getting off with her.”
Evie’s eyes go distant, a sly smile coming to her pretty face, saying, “I’ve got this one. You guys listen and listen close to my every direction, got it?”
Arch looks back and can’t help observing, “Geez, Evie, what happened to the shy, reticent, introverted Evie we met just a couple months ago? You know, you are kinda scaring me. Turning me on big time. But scaring me too!”
Luckily, it is only moments before Diane barges through the Training Room door. Evie quickly closes the door behind her and locks it as Diane cries out, “What is wrong with me? I am stinking the arena up and it’s the biggest match of the year.” Tears now leak from Dianes eyes as she turns toward Arch when he says, “We got this Diane, we know how to fix it. Will you let us? We love you and we know what needs be done. But you gotta trust us, 100%, no questions asked. Trust us.” Diane takes in a huge breath, sighs it out, and issues back their oft spoke mantra, “Do your worst!”
Evie, taking the lead, calls out, “I was counting on you saying that!” Evie, now in full boss mode, but slyly smiling, stares down Arch and Jack, saying, “Arch, take ‘em off! Jack, take mine off, but please apply appropriate reverence as you do so.”
Scary, bossy, sexy Evie has Arch moving with alacrity, so his clothes hit the floor in an instant. Jack, the dutiful gentleman he is, quickly but reverently brings Evie to a rapid state of beautiful nakedness. A process enhanced in speed by the new found Evie’s confident disdain for cumbersome underclothes.
Evie, impossibly sexy in her nakedness and obvious turned on state, blushing body, swelling perky tits and beautifully peeked dark nipples, pussy already glowing wet and ruby pink under her newly shaved mound remains the sexy boss providing crisp directions, “Arch, on the table, on your back, head at the far end, knees up and spread, heels together. Jack, de-pants the warrior queen and take standing position at the end of the training table opposite Jack. Diane, help me up on the table, I need to lay down head to head and back-to-front on top of Jack.”
Arch and Jack and Diane, mouths slightly agape, slightly shocked, just look at each other as though wondering, “Who is this sexy bossy Evie and where did she come form?” Evie, in full boss mode practically yells, “Now people! Close your mouths and do as you’re told.” And they do. With initial positions struck, Evie looks to Diane and provides the next step, “Diane, on the table, on your hands and knees, your head up here near my love box, your ass back there where Jack can look in wonder at the ass of all asses.”
Diane practically leaps onto the table, anxious in anticipation, takes her position, volleyball match all but forgotten in the intensity of the little room and the sights sounds and aromas of the sexy beautiful loved ones surrounding her.
Evie shares the next part of the plan saying, “Diane, Arch here is going to pop my anal cherry and you are going to help. You need to cream up my pussy so my ass gets good and lubed. And Diane, you need to make sure Arch’s cock is good and hard, slick and wet. Because this ain’t gonna be easy, not at first. It’s up to you to grease the path.”
Diane loves a challenge. Always has. Always will. She wouldn’t be volleyball league freshman-of-the-year award winner otherwise. So like all challenges that beset her, Diane leaps right in, dipping her head towards Evie’s pussy. Now, luckily, Diane has a bit of help, as Arch’s hands are free to roam the wondrous torso of the sexy bossy Evie and while Arch starts with Evie’s tits and nipples, rubbing and massaging and tweaking, his hands soon descend but instead of plunging his fingers into Evie’s inviting pussy, he only spreads her, opening her, gentling pulling open her pussy so that Diane’s attack on her core is amplified. Diane’s mouth falls upon Evie’s anxious pussy as she starts to lick, and lick, and plunge, and swirl. And boy oh boy is it working, as Evie’s heavy breathing, full body blush, peeked nipples, and increasing moans all evidence.
Just before Diane is about to shift to the apex of Evie’s pussy, Evie is able to look up and nod at Jack, who has been anxiously awaiting his queue. Jack dips his face to Diane’s wondrous ass and beautifully presented pussy and setting his hands to each side of her hips he bends to start licking Diane’s open and wet and obscenely spread pussy. The result is Diane’s guttural moans which only add to the myriad of sensations spreading through Evie’s pussy which only makes Evie moan all the louder.
Jack can’t help but breathlessly comment, “I could live on the heavenly nectar from this pussy of yours Diane, for all of eternity.” Jack gets into a rhythm, licking Diane’s pussy, a rhythm that passes from Diane’s pussy to Diane’s mouth to Evie’s pussy. The crescendo builds, but the plot only thickens when Evie gasps out, “Diane, get Jack ready.”
Diane, takes the clue and lowers her head to Arch’s engorged cock, taking the head and swirling her tongue over the pre-cum covered head. Arch’s hips jerk, nearly unseating Evie, but soon he has his pelvis under control and Diane’s ministrations on his cock turn toward a full mouth massage of his favorite glans. Diane near deep throats Arch, salivating fully over the 8” rock hard length. Knowing what’s next, Diane releases Arch’s cock, looks at Evie’s ass and assures lubrication is ample. Seeing that to be the case, Diane positions Arch’s cock at the entrance of Evie’s ass, then looks up at Evie and says, “You’re sure?”
Evie, between heavy breaths, pants out, “Oh yes! But Arch, take it slow. And Diane, keep me creamy.”
So Arch, removes his hands from Evie’s pussy, which now stands proud and open of its own accord, ruby red, wet and glistening, and he moves his hands to Evie’s butt cheeks so he can lift Evie up just the little bit it is going to take to get alignment, and to free up Arch’s hips to move in the fashion his body is now almost beyond desperate to move in. Diane pulls on Arch’s cock, directing Arch to rise ever so slightly as the tip of his cock slowly impales Evie’s ass. Evie’s moans turn to cries, but only for a moment as Evie breath in, breaths out, and then announces, “Wow, not fun there for a sec, but I think I got it now. Arch, hold still for a bit so I can get used to this. I feel so full. Yes, this is good. Diane, keep the lube coming, please, please please. Yes just like that. Yes.”
Diane does not have to be told twice, as she returns her attention to the thus far neglected apex of Evie’s pussy. Jack, diligently continues the easy licking rhythm on Diane’s pussy, and poor Arch freezes as he is told, when his whole body mind and soul wants to piston the shit out of the outrageous beauty laying on top of him. It is not long before Evie’s moans grow louder and her legs shoot out, making it a good thing Arch has her butt firmly suspended in his strong grasp, as Evie comes apart, full body blush, convulsing and vibrating and squirting a geyser of lady juice into Diane’s surprised but delighted face. Diane’s smile says it all, until her body reminds her that her pussy is under attack too, and her moans prove she likes it all.
Somehow, coming down from her huge orgasm, Evie has power enough to say just one key word, “Boys.”
Jack and Arch take the queue they’ve been anxiously waiting for, for what feels like hours to their poor abused bodies, but is mere minutes in real time, for they both are now released to follow mother nature’s greatest male calling; to pump, pound, and plunge. First, Arch starts his blissful pistoning of Evie’s suspended ass, saying “Oh man oh man oh man, this this this is, oh man, this is not going to take long, oh man”. While at the end of the table, Jack unleashes the beast, the 12” cock that has strained and waited and pained him until this moment when he frees it and lines it up with Diane’s fantastic ass and quickly plunges into the wet depths of Diane’s pussy. Arch and Jack plunge and pump and in moments Diane comes apart with a moan that would have awaken the dead but for it being drowned in Evie’s muff, which sends Evie’s pussy into yet another bliss of orgasmic relief. Jack and Arch come apart seconds later, breathing hard, covered in sweat, vibrating and convulsing from head to toe, sensations unrivaled course though their spent bodies.
Evie, once again, with but a few brain cells still working, rouses the crowd saying, “Up, up, up and at ‘em. Diane has a match to win!” With profound effort, the boys lift the girls to their feet, first helping Diane up and into her uniform and shooting her out the door. Then, quickly getting their own things together, so that they too can depart, but not before Jack says to Arch, “You’re with me.”
Diane re-enters the match. The second of the three games is tight, but just a bit over halfway done. The coach looks relieved when he sees Diane and without a word simply points and sends Diane onto the floor. Diane, relaxed and happy, looks like she has not a care in the world, but one. And that one care is to smash that little ball into pulp upon the faces of her opponents. Diane is a game changer. Diane is amazing. Game two is in the bag.
The teams switch sides and the final game commences. Diane takes a sideline position for the start of game three so cannot help but hear that dreaded voice from the stands again. The voice that took her out of the first game. The voice that somehow had affected her so much. The voice that says, “Welcome back blondie, I was hoping I’d see your fine ass again, I’ve few more things I want you to know you little b…” But before he can finish saying the B-word that Diane hates above all words, he stops. For he sees to his left, and he sees to his right, two raging, barely contained gentlemen of extreme imposing stature staring him down with malice in their eyes akin to the devil himself. The voice not only stops mid-word, it gets up and high-tails itself out of the arena and off campus lest it he pounded into pulp.