Elite Sluts Ch. 01

Greg finally had to come to when the twins' introduction was over and they took a seat. That's when he noticed that the rest of the class were all shooting him looks as if they also needed direction.

It seemed way too late to try and break another two people into their way of life. Especially because twins tended to be close and protective of each other. At the same time, hiding everything seemed difficult as well. The program was often left to their own devices at this point, so conversations were usually explicit. In fact, Elite Sports faculty often took their own transportation to major meets, so the group took to partaking in pretty lewd acts on the bus, just out of sight of the driver.

The obvious action would be to convince Ted first, but Greg was surprisingly void of confidence. Something told him that Ted wouldn't be an easy sell, despite the willing variety of gorgeous women who would gladly pleasure him at Greg's command. Greg couldn't decide if it was because Ted seemed too uptight or too smart. As if he'd be able to deduce Greg's operation and take it apart in a matter of minutes.

Needless to say, it was a very awkward day. The Barry twins - Ted in particular - seemed perfectly happy to say nearly nothing as they did outdoor training. Eventually some small talk did surface - the Indian Princesses were just too polite - so Greg took the opportunity to try and observe the newcomers.

Connie seemed less nervous than Greg's first impression of her, but she was definitely quiet. Almost dangerously quiet. Greg had both over and underestimated people's intelligence based on extreme silence, so he was careful to not make judgments in either direction. Her speech did seem formal, however, which lined up with Ted.

Ted was far more confident in shooting the shit with anybody who asked, although he never spoke first. His voice was loud and clear and he spoke as if he were an English Prince, but without the accent.

Despite seemingly endless questions from the Indian beauties, Greg still barely knew anything about the Barry twins. He now knew more about Utah - where they had moved from - than he had ever cared to. He also now knew about tennis more than he had ever cared to.

However, near the end of the day, it was actually a question from Moon that finally gave Greg some insight. Moon, who - despite his name and being an All-Star Baseball catcher - was maybe the least interesting person in the program. He had lazily asked if Ted had a girlfriend. It was a harmless question, but Ted stiffened up.

"Absolutely not," Ted said. "I do not have time with my training. Plus, there is too much temptation that comes with such things."

Before he could hold himself back, Greg chimed in.

"Temptation?"

"Well yes, of course. I am not nearly ready for marriage yet."

The rest of the Elite Sports program almost collectively let out a very awkward "ohhhhh", but Ted seemed unphased and returned to his push-ups.

The rest of the day carried out in silence, but Greg couldn't help notice all the leers Ted got from the girls. They were all definitely used to being around built, attractive men, but Ted was the cream of the crop. Lined up - despite Paul being the only male to be considered unattractive - Greg was willing to bet that he and Ted would always be chosen as the most attractive. With maybe Roger and Kyle as wildcards.

If the girls were noticing Ted, the rest of the guys were too busy checking out Connie to notice. While this stressed Greg out - he didn't want the guys to naturally expect they could have her - he also didn't blame them. Maybe she was quiet, but Connie was a knockout, and had a different look than the already varied looking Sluts.

Greg would start to compare her body to Cindy, but her ass was more like the finely sculpted artworks of the Indian Princesses. But she was bustier than the All-Star Soccer forwards, and her face not nearly as soft. Strangely, Connie's face was most similar in structure to Rhonda's thin, pointed, yet oddly very attractive features. But the two girls were so vastly different otherwise, that a comparison there was also inaccurate.

It made more sense just to describe her as "slamming hot". So Greg left it at that.

At the end of the day, when everybody was slowly making their way back into the school building, Cindy approached Connie; intentionally when the two were only in earshot of Greg.

"So I guess that means you're single too, huh?" the thin bombshell said as casually as possible.

"Uh, yes. Of course. Yes," Connie said back, stammering, but not mumbling.

"Nothing wrong with that, just curious!" said Cindy in her bubbly, friendly way. Her kindness set her apart from the otherwise perfectly accurate cheerleader stereotype. Not to say Cindy wasn't shrewd when she needed to be, but she wasn't malicious.

Greg called up to Julian to appear as though he was otherwise occupied. Julian whipped his head around to meet Greg's call, sending his semi-long shock-red hair flying over his shoulder. Greg didn't have a conversation in mind, but apparently Julian did. It was exactly what Greg was worried about.

"So how're you planning to induct her, huh? What a fine piece of ass."

"I dunno, Julian, the whole weird brother and wait-until-marriage thing has me a bit on edge."

"C'mon, pussy, remember Mika in grade 10? She wouldn't even say the word "penis". Now I've cum in her ass so many times that I lost track a year ago. That's your work, man, don't tell me you've lost your touch."

"Exactly, it's my work. Everybody's so spoiled around here. Getting so entitled. We only have 3 more months left until graduation, so why not ride it out?"

"Because I want to fuck that little tennis slut, that's why!"

"Fuck, keep it down!"

Julian had raised his voice in his lust, but when Greg shot his head around, he noticed they were the only two still left outside. Julian laughed.

"Don't worry man, I won't cross you, you've given me too much. But I still think you're being a pussy."

Greg didn't really know what to say. It was the first time Julian had explicitly talked about the thing that had been causing tension between the two for months. Julian didn't notice the silence, and spoke again.

"So hey, can I have Mel tonight?"

"Oh um, Mel's away for the weekend visiting her best friend in New York. And I don't want you guys thinking she's a regular to be normally requested anyway. Plus, I don't have my schedule with me, you know the rules."

"Yeah, yeah, I was just requesting for later when you CAN confirm. What about Rhonda, then? That Connie chick has got me in the mood for some big juicy boobs."

Greg appreciated that Julian didn't ask for Sophie, whether he knew about Kyle's week-long stint or not.

"Yeah, sure. She's been oddly clear this week. Weird since she was top pick for, like, all of January."

"These things go in waves, I guess," Julian said. Greg was appreciative of how relaxed the conversation was. He was only usually this way with Kyle.

"I guess so," Greg replied, "speaking of, that means you'll be three nights without Mika. What's that, a record?"

"Oh fuck off, it's not like she's my girlfriend or anything," Julian's indignance had returned as quickly as it left.

"Yeahyeah, I know. Don't bite my head off. Speaking of, let's sign out before Hudson bites off ours."

Julian nodded and the two jogged back inside.

***

Greg sat at his desk and punched in the combination to unlock the drawer containing his coveted schedule. He always had a hard copy and was always the only one with access to it. He had considered putting it online with a password for a while, but he didn't want anybody studying it, or there to be any chance of it getting out.

There had only been one instance when the Elite Sluts were almost uncovered. At the end of 4th year when Greg had finally inducted Rhonda, the trickiest nut to crack, there had been an additional girl in the program. Susan was a rare case of a student making it to the 4th year but not going beyond that. It was the worst possible time to get cut from the program.

Her scholarship options went out the window and she hadn't applied anywhere else because she assumed she'd be at Cinderdale for another year. She technically had her high school diploma, but no other future to speak of.

As an early inductee of the Elite Sluts, she actually felt betrayed by them. As if it were their fault she didn't get through. So the former star pitcher of the All-Star girls baseball team ratted out all of Greg's actions to the principal of Cinderdale.

Susan obviously didn't think it through because the principal was an overweight male, and a fairly easy bribe for Greg. He felt bad for using Cindy, but she was the person he trusted the most. So the thin blonde sucked the fat principal's cock every day for the final month of school. Greg made sure to set up secret cameras so that at the end of the year, he was able to blackmail the pervert into never exposing them.

It worked like a charm. The pleasure of a hot teen swallowing his load so often combined with the utter fear of losing his job and status combined with a summer to let things simmer made the entire thing a non-issue when the fifth year started.

The loss of Susan was barely felt, as horrible as it sounded. If anybody was sexually redundant, it was Susan. She was tall, thin, and blonde like Cindy. Susan was hot, but Cindy was hotter. Susan could fuck, but Cindy could fuck better. In fact, Susan had always felt jealous of Cindy, and Greg feared tension between the girls most of all, so Susan's disappearance was a relief if anything.

Now each girl had such a distinct place that they were supportive of each other. They worked like a well-oiled machine under Greg's guidance.

With that, Greg went about his usual after-school business. The Barry twins made him uncomfortable, but their presence hadn't affected operations yet, and Greg went through his list.

There were no major tournaments that any of the girls needed practice for, so that made them all available; always a plus. Same with the guys, however, so Greg knew it would probably be a busy night for him.

First things first, he fulfilled his promise to Julian and told Rhonda to contact her fellow red-headed track and field star. Rhonda's hair being dyed was beside the point. Both of their houses were safe locations, so Greg didn't want to assume Julian wanted things to happen at his place. In fact, now that it was 5th year, that was thankfully the smallest part of Greg's scheduling concerns. Paul and Mika's houses were the only places that were completely out of the question.

It was Kyle and Sophie's last night together, so that was a relief. Not only did it stress Greg out to book out Sophie for a week because of the other guys' reactions, but also because he never wanted anybody to be too attached to another. He turned a bit of a blind eye to Mika and Julian as well as his own affinity for Cindy and Melissa, but overall it was something Greg was acutely aware of.

'cindy 2nite?'

It was Roger.

'Sure,' Greg texted back. With both Cindy and Melissa unavailable, Greg fought off the realization that he hadn't used any of the other sluts to actually cum in over a month.

The night of essentially administration work went on until he had checked in with all the boys to make sure they were satisfied.

Julian was with Rhonda, Kyle with Sophie, Roger with Cindy, Paul went over to Moon's place to double-team the Indian Sisters and Comber was interested in Rhonda, but said he was fine with nobody when he found out she was booked. Glad to have things go so smoothly when there was potential for a headache, Greg decided that it was time to use Mika's famous ass for the first time since he broke it in. He texted the short track star, telling her to come over.

'omg, its been 4ever. xcited!'

***

"Damn, Rhonda, I thought tall girls didn't get big tits."

"I'm the exception to a lot of rules, stud," Rhonda said in her deep, sexy voice as she pushed her sizeable mounds together with her hands over her t-shirt. "Am I just going to play with them for you all night?"

"I've just forgotten how much I can love a nice big chest, is all. Why don't you continue to play with those fat tits while you sit on my little dick?"

Rhonda bit her bottom lip.

"Mmm, gladly."

***

"Mmm, my sister looks so good in a pigroast between you boys," Ruula said in her slight Indian accent, a rare unique characteristic separating her from Neela's entirely Westernized dialect.

It had become so common for the guys to request that the Indian Princesses refer to each other as sisters during sex that they did it by default now. Ruula sat on Moon's ripped up couch in his basement and fingered herself while watching her roommate get impaled by Paul's 7 inch dick from behind while simultaneously sucking on Moon's own 5 and a half inch cock.

"Hey Neela? Your tits look so good when you get fucked. They're so bouncy and full."

Neela moaned into Moon's dick from her friend's compliment and the extra vibration forced a loud grunt from Moon. The dirty talk spurred on Paul.

"Fuck, Neela, your ass looks so fucking good when I pound your little teen pussy from behind!"

Neela moaned again and Ruula shoved a second finger up her pussy.

"That's because she's a nasty slut, aren't you Neela?" Ruula said between gasps, "she gets off on being a submissive whore."

"Lookit you!" said Paul, turning his awkward ugly face to smile at Ruula, "piping up without being told. I like it!"

Ruula grinned and furiously pounded her own pussy with a third finger.

Neela couldn't take all the talk and poured her entire concentration into sucking Moon's dick. It was too much for the poor boy and he unloaded into the gorgeous Indian teen's mouth with a boring grunt while she gratefully swallowed every drop.

The act brought both Princesses to orgasm, pushing Paul to the edge.

"Fuckfuckfuck," he said, "Ruula, get under Neela and lick my balls while I cum in your slutty sister."

***

"Are you going to cum in my tits again?" the dumb busty brunette said to Kyle as she massaged his tiny prick with her massive juggs.

"Why do you ask, slut? Did you like it yesterday?" the handsome stud asked, moaning through the treatment.

"Yeah, it was cool"

"Hmm, well I kinda wanted you to swallow my load since we slept in and missed my morning blowjob. However, a slutty suggestion from a big-titted teen is enough to change my mind!"

Sophie giggled and Kyle grinned between moans. Fuck was she ever talented with those huge tits.

***

"So you don't mind that you're basically exclusively fucked in the ass now?" Greg asked as the flat Japanese girl stripped unceremoniously.

"I'm actually kinda addicted now. I'd miss it if it stopped."

"Well then fuck, lemme stuff that little ass with my huge dick."

Mika couldn't get on her hands and knees fast enough.

***

"Yeah! Take this ugly nerd's cum, you slut!"

Neela, her mouth now free from Moon's dick, screamed in pleasure. Ruula moaned as loud as she could for having her mouth stuffed with Paul's ballsack. She could feel his balls convulse in her mouth as they emptied into her unrelated twin.

"Fuck yes! Fill this gorgeous whore up! Your jizz feels so good!"

Neela's body now sloped downwards as the pleasure was too much and she fell to her elbows instead of her hands. Ruula's pussy was right in her face now, so Neela started to absentmindedly lap at it while Paul finished up with the last of his larger-than-usual load.

He kept his softening dick inside the gorgeous teen's tight pussy as Ruula began sucking on his balls with more vigor due to the pleasure she was now receiving from Neela.

"Oh man, you girls are such sluts."

Both Indian Princesses moaned loudly into a different set of genitals.

***

"C'mon, Greg! Fuck my tight asian ass!"

Greg had his huge cock in one hand and was teasing Mika's already-soaked pussy with it; giving Greg some natural lubrication. She was skillfully rubbing her clit with one hand and supporting her body with the other.

"How does it stay so tight?"

"I don't know. I don't know, Greg. I'm such a whore. I get my ass stuffed every day by cocks of all shapes and sizes. I get fucked and fucked like the slut I am, but my ass stays tight. I was born to be a dirty tight slut."

That was enough for Greg and he plunged his giant dick into Mika's ass. It was surprisingly easy to enter, but was still as tight as Mika claimed. She screamed in lust.

Greg's father covered his erection with a newspaper while Greg's mother turned up the TV.

***

"Why have I been doing all the work with Mika, Rhonda? You're a fucking pro and I'm not even moving!"

Rhonda was riding Julian like a porn star. Moaning at all the right times, a long arm tossing her own hair while her other hand lay open on his chest. Her eyes - always full of unspoken wisdom - glanced down at Julian as he spoke. She did not reply, but instead made her hip movements more pronounced and gasped accordingly.

Julian was usually partial to wildly dirty sex talk and taking full control, but this experience was so refreshingly different that it was almost like it wasn't sex at all. Like it was a completely different, but equally pleasurable act. Julian released his guilt at his lack of effort and decided to lay back and watch the tall and busty beauty ride his little dick at her own pace. He didn't care if she was faking it or not, the view and pleasure was too good.

***

"Ohh! Ohh! You're tearing me up! You're tearing this nasty slut up! Your cock completely fills up my ass! But I'm such a slut that it feels goooood!"

Greg didn't even have to say a word as Mika's slutty ramblings spilled out of her mouth. Greg's hands were firmed planted on her toned thighs and his beefed up arms pulled the Japanese teen into his 8-inch dick with tremendous force.

"Huh? Stud? Is it tight? Is my slutty ass tight enough? Are you going to dump a load in it?"

Greg was, but couldn't even bring himself to return the dirty talk. Mika wasn't letting him give a word in edgewise. He decided to not even warn her.

"C'mon! A little asian whore's ass clamping your dick? You know you want to fucking cum in this ass, you know you wa- OH FUCK! Oh god! Fuck! Greg! Mmm, not even telling me. That's right, I don't fucking deserve warning."

Mika came at her own degrading words, the 3rd time that night; her fingers unrelenting on her own clit.

Greg grunted and placed both his hands on Mika's flat ass and pushed her off, the last of his load spraying on her back.

"Fuck, you know how to fuck your sluts good. That's why you're the king, baby," Mika said as she curled around on the floor, somehow retaining her sexiness after the pounding.

Greg debated asking her to clean him off, but felt bad about the request. He rarely had anal sex and didn't really know the protocol. Mika saved him from further internal debate when she crawled up to a kneeling position and started to lick him clean without being asked.

"Is this okay?" She said with tenderness for the first time all evening.

"Er-yeah. Yeah, of course."

Mika smiled and closed her eyes as she devotedly cleaned Greg's dick with her mouth, showing no signs of recoil.

***

Neela and Ruula munched wildly on each other's pussies. Paul had finally pulled out and couldn't help but sit on the couch and vacantly pull at his semi-limp dick. Moon had already gone to bed, but the Indian Princesses showed no sign of slowing down; taking turns licking the other into pleasure convulsions.

***

"Cum for me. Cum for me, baby."

Rhonda's soft coo was unlike anything Julian had heard in a sexual context for a very long time. He came right away, Rhonda's big firm tits jiggled as she rode his orgasm; moaning loudly but gently.