Chronicles of Succubus High Ch. 02

Hailey paused at that. That didn't make any sense. Was it some kind of hypnosis? Whatever, she didn't have any "desire" for Bree. No way Bree was going to change her seething anger into anything even remotely resembling attraction. "Whatever, I'm not into girls," Hailey responded. "Your dumb eyes aren't gonna do anything to me."

"You sure about that?" Bree asked with a smirk as she met Hailey's gaze. Hailey felt a gush of fluid escape her pussy the moment Bree asked that question. She knew she was straight. She knew it. But all she wanted was to touch Bree, to feel the wetness between her legs and to have Bree's strong thighs around her ears.

"I'm not super into girls either, Hailey. I like men. I like making them cum. I like making them cheat on their wives and their girlfriends. I like making them grovel for my attention," she said with satisfaction, glancing over at Fred. "But I can be flexible," she said staring back at Hailey with clear anger behind her eyes. "And you. You're getting in my way."

Bree leaned forward, exposing her cleavage through her button-down shirt. Hailey couldn't seem to look away. She was overcome with a sudden desire to bury herself in Bree's ample tits. Unable to control herself, Hailey dove forward, pressing her face into Bree's breasts, licking and sucking desperately.

Bree gasped at the sensation as she felt her own hunger rise to a new level of urgency. Not good. She needed to get this situation back under control. But before she would be able to think again, she needed a little pick-me-up.

Hailey's head still buried in her chest, the sensation of warm lips in contact with her skin driving Bree crazy, Bree looked over at Fred. "Does this make you want to cum, Freddie?" Bree asked, her voice dripping with sex. Fred nodded absently as he continued to stroke himself. "Do it now. Cum for me, Fred. Right," Bree paused, savoring the moment "Now."

With that command, Fred exploded violently all over the front of his shirt and pants, drenching himself in ropes of cum as he continued to pump himself. Bree felt the waves of sexual energy coursing through her, feeding her, invigorating her, as Fred experienced what would be the most intense and prolonged orgasm of his life.

Perfect, that was exactly what she needed. Good thing Fred was here, Bree thought to herself. With Hailey sucking on her tits, she didn't know whether she would have been able to hold herself back enough to keep from draining Hailey. And as irked as she was at being interrupted and accused like that, she really didn't want to have to deal with the clean-up that would have entailed.

Fred jerked himself clean in the chair and slumped to the side, a familiar vacancy settling over his features. Hailey, temporarily distracted by Bree's sudden change in demeanor, looked over at Fred with mild concern. "Is he okay?" she asked.

"He'll be fine. Just needs some time to recover," Bree replied flippantly. "He only came the one time, and he was far enough away that he wasn't too badly affected. Plus, I'm getting better at controlling it. Pretty soon I should be able to have some actual skin-on-skin contact. You're lucky he was here, and that you're a girl," Bree continued. "Otherwise, you probably wouldn't have made it. I get kind of... carried away sometimes," she said, letting her fingers dance across Hailey's cheek.

"Huh?" Hailey asked absently, not really following anything Bree had said, but really really loving the feeling of Bree's strong hand on her face. Hailey's hands started roaming down the front of Bree's shirt, her fingers getting dangerously close to dipping below the waistband of Bree's skirt.

"Don't worry about it," Bree said, feeling the sexual energy rising in the room. One chess nerd really wasn't enough, especially with Hailey all over her like this. "Hailey?" Bree asked breathlessly. "Stop."

Hailey frowned with a pout, but she obeyed, dropping her hand to her side. She was clearly itching for release, as her hands started meandering across her own body, one of them beginning to unzip the front of her jeans.

"No," Bree said. "Not here, not now." She was going to need a bigger meal after this appetizer, and she wasn't convinced she would be able to keep her hands off of Hailey once things got going. She'd gotten a taste for her.

"Meet me in the boys' locker room after your cheer practice this afternoon," Bree said. "Use all that pent-up energy you have and flirt with as many football players as you can. Tell them to meet us there too. Just make sure they're seniors. Too risky to try anything with anyone under 18."

"Even Clay?" Hailey asked, still confused but her brain fog lifting slightly since Bree had put an end to their touching.

"No, Clay's had enough for a while. He hasn't even come back to school yet. Not sure why it hit him so hard, he must have had some fun on his own after his session with me. You're going to have some fun without your boyfriend," Bree paused, getting an idea. "Don't you want to get back at him for cheating on you?" Bree asked quietly. "Wouldn't it be so hot if you fucked the entire football team? For me?" Bree pushed. Hailey started squirming at the thought as she bit her lip and nodded. "Good girl," Bree said with a smile. "Now, get out of here." Hailey seemed to swoon a little at that as she darted out of the room.

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Bree spent the rest of the day flirting with the senior players on the football team that she encountered, planting the idea to meet her in the locker room after football practice. Sometimes she gave vague promises of a good show, other times something more specific, including a few hints about Hailey. Each time she roped in another, she got a little jolt of excitement, and her hunger rose. This was a good idea. She was a little surprised it had taken her this long to think of it. And god did she love the build-up.

Finally, the end of the school day and various sports practices was over. Bree snuck away from her field hockey team after practice had ended and found a nice spot on a bench inside the locker room to wait for the team.

She could sense them outside the door before they even entered. The sexual energy was almost palpable. Groups of senior football players started to filter in, some of whom were already sporting obvious boners through their gym shorts. Hailey showed up a few minutes later, a football player on either side, hands exploring and groping under her shirt.

Bree felt her hunger rise. It was all she could do to keep from grabbing one of the players and fucking him right there. But she needed to wait. With this many players here at once, this close together, she was going to have more than enough to satiate her today.

Bree called over to Hailey, gesturing for her to come to her. As Hailey walked over to Bree, the football players seemingly automatically started to form a circle around the two girls. Bree could feel their arousal surrounding her, and pulled Hailey in close for a deep, desperate kiss.

Pulling herself away, Bree finally addressed the boys. "You want to fuck this hot piece of ass, don't you boys." They nodded, nearly all of them rubbing their dicks through the thin nylon of their shorts. A few of them had already pulled their cocks out and were working their hands over them. They seemed unfazed by the fact that they were surrounded by their teammates. All of their attention was focused on Hailey and Bree.

"And Hailey," Bree continued, "you want to be drowning in cock, don't you?" Hailey nodded fervently, one of her hands slipping into her pants as her pussy gushed at the thought of being fucked by the entire football team.

Bree continued addressing them, "You're going to fuck Hailey for me. All of you. You're going to cum all over her. I want to see her drenched in your cum by the end. And all of her holes need to be filled up with cocks. Take turns, but don't let her go too long without a cock inside her."

The football team was quick to obey. Kissing Hailey firmly on the mouth, Bree pushed her toward the throng of boys and took a seat on the bench to watch. Bree let her legs spread wide, her skirt hiked up revealing her neatly trimmed pussy, and started to touch herself as she watched her plot unfold.

There were too many players and not enough Hailey, so most of the team was standing in a circle jerking off while a lucky few had access to Hailey's various crevices. Hailey, for her part, looked like she was in heaven. Bathed in cock, she sucked and fucked as many of them as she could, all the while making eye contact with Bree. She wanted all of these cocks on her, in her, thrusting away. She wanted them to cum on her face and tits, almost as much as she wanted to please Bree.

Hailey was soon covered in saliva and other juices as the team fucked her mouth and ass and pussy. All the while, Bree was working her fingers steadily in and out of her warm cunt, pausing every so often to circle around her sensitive clit. Her hunger was growing. She didn't know how long she would be able to hold off.

Everyone in the room could feel Bree's desire reaching a peak, and the pace of the entire room increased. Cocks slammed more fervently in and out of Hailey's mouth. She bounced on top of one player as his cock rammed up her ass and another pounded her pussy. Hands urgently grasped at her tits. Dicks and hands and sweat were building up all around her. They were all nearing release, and Hailey couldn't wait to cum for Bree, to be covered in cum while Bree watched her. It was all she had ever wanted. Bree wanted it too. She could feel her own orgasm within reach, and was so desperately hungry. Soon, she would have a feast. She prepared herself and started to ready the room for one massive simultaneous orgasm.

Suddenly, the locker room door swung open.

"What the HELL is going on?" screamed a voice.

It was the football coach, Frank Jones. He had just walked into the most intense, steamy orgy he could have imagined, much less have actually witnessed. He had no words for what he was seeing, and he just stood there completely floored by the scene.

Bree was so close, so close to her goal. She couldn't lose this now. She could barely think, her mind so full of hunger and need. She called emphatically to Coach Jones. "Come here!" Overwhelmed by the force of her command, Frank immediately went to her, rapidly undressing as he did so. His giant cock was rigid in an instant, and by the time he had gotten over to Bree he was fully nude and already almost ready to burst. He didn't know why, but he knew he needed her. He needed to be inside her. And Bree needed him to be inside her. Her carefully laid plans flew out the window as she grasped Frank's massive cock. Not caring at all that he was surrounded a gangbang starring his entire team, Frank lifted Bree up and shoved her against the lockers, her muscled legs spread around his hips, and without a moment's hesitation, he thrust himself inside her.

Surrounded by all of this pleasure, and now suddenly experiencing it firsthand, Bree could no longer hold back. The force of being so utterly filled pushed her over the edge. She screamed as the force of her own orgasm overcame her, opening her eyes to see the entire team simultaneously jizzing all over Hailey, feeling Frank's semen spurting inside her. Hailey, for her part, had an expression of pure ecstasy as she rode her own waves of pleasure and felt the gallons of warm cum cover her, inside and out.

Bree was thoroughly satisfied, for the first time since she had realized what she was. She felt her body slide down the lockers onto the floor as Frank collapsed on top of her, and watched as the rest of the football team and Hailey all went limp.

Shit, thought Bree. Shit shit shit, I fucked someone! He came inside me! Is he alive? Shit! And all these witnesses! What the fuck am I going to do? Maybe they won't remember what happened. Oh fuck, oh shit.

Panic set in as her mind raced through what she could do to fix this situation. Should she call her mom to help deal with it? Oh god, this was bad. Then, Frank's arm moved across her chest, passively grazing her nipple as it did so. He let out small noise of satisfaction as a blissful smile spread across his features.

He's alive! Bree breathed a huge sigh of relief as she realized that Frank was okay. Everyone seemed to be okay, especially Hailey, who was staring up at the ceiling with a huge smile on her face. In fact, most of the team seemed more cogent than Bree's victims usually were. It seemed like the force of Bree's feeding had been spread out enough that no one was affected as badly. Except Frank, who took the worst of it. He seemed to be unconscious, though clearly happy.

Bree extricated herself from underneath the unconscious football coach and stood up to admire her work.

Today was a good day, Bree thought to herself, wondering how she was ever going to top this.

End of Chapter 2

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