The Track Shed's Torture Never Ends

Hisako sat down, breathing hard as she sat on the bleachers, accepting a bottle of water from Emi.

It'd been a tough race, her opponent being Emi, but today was a good day.

She had won.

"Sooo... you ready for our cool down or what?" Emi smirked, hands on her hips.

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Miki sat on the mats in the track shed, shorts thrown off into a corner, as she jerked herself off.

This was her place, this one quiet place that she could go to and release the frustrations of the day.

Plus no one ever asked about the stains on the concrete.

She was getting into it, the mental image of a half-naked Suzu passed out in her room fueling the thick erection in her hand. She was best friends with the girl, but seeing the girl blush as she covered her indecent self was a definite turn on. If Suzu was even partway into girls Miki would chase her, but the dangling gear in her legs wasn't well received by most.

Ignoring her musings, Miki focused on masturbating, increasing her pace whilst doing extrememly naughty things to Suzu in her head. Things that she's sure Suzu would slap her for, but she needed those thought to come quick. She was just reaching that familiar feeling, balls tightening in preparation, when she heard voices outside the shed.

Going limp immediately, Miki dove for a stack of wooden blocks, curling up behind them as she prayed no one caught her.

"Mmm, Hisako slow down, we have a while before curfew~!"

Shit, not her, Miki swore in her head. Last thing she needed was her track rival catching her jerking it in the track shed, but then again Emi WAS making out with the new girl in here.

Miki peeked around the corner, watching the couple kiss their way into the shed before Hisako pushed Emi down onto the mats. Without losing a step Hisako dropped to her knees, tugging Emi's bloomers off, and grasping the now uncovered cock. Immediately Hisako went to work, eagerly wrapping her lips around Emi's shaft, and bobbing her head down about half-way.

To say this scene was hot was an understatement.

Miki's hand flew down to her neglected cock, quickly resuming her her fervored tugging as she watched Hisako's ass wave side to side. The girl wasn't bad at giving head, but then again Miki couldn't see much through that mop of hair she had. As she watched intently, Miki was surprised when she caught Emi's eye, and even more so when Emi beckoned her over with one finger placed on her lips to signify that she should be quiet about it.

Miki slowly stood, taking extra care not to disturb anything as she made her was behind Hisako. Placing herself in-between the girls legs, Miki slowly resumed jerking herself as she looked up at Emi.

"How about a race? First to come loses?" Emi deviously grinned, leaning back on the mats.

"W-What do you meeeeeAAAHHHNNN~!" Hisako moaned as Miki slammed into her with no warning.

She managed to throw a look back to see Miki's smiling face before Emi pulled her back down to her cock.
Slightly angry at being surprised, Hisako began sucking more enthusiastically.

If she was gonna pull a trick on her like this, then she was going to lose her own race.

Miki started slow, careful not to push herself over the edge already with her previous stimulation, but the way Hisako's pussy felt made her go crazy. Her initial pace was quickly increased to a steady thrust, the noise of Hisako's muffled moans urging her to cum.

From Emi's position she was possibly in a worse situation. Hisako had taken all her anger and turned it toward making Emi come first. Her mouth doing wondrous things to Emi's cock, the tongue swirling around the head before she dove down to the base, and holding it there for several seconds before coming up for air. Hisako was desperate to make the little minx lose, and was pulling out all the stops to make her blow, including sticking two fingers into Emi's anus, pushing them in deep to find her prostate.

Back in Miki's situation, things were about to reach a head. The entire scenario was getting to be too much for her, and her balls started to contract as she edged closer and closer to orgasming. It was so hard not to just drive herself in deep and blow her load into Hisako's womb, but Miki's desire to win was beating her urge to come just barely. She forced herself to slow down, opting to stop her jack-hammering, and go with slower, smoother, thrusts to bring her down from the edge.

Emi was doing something about the same, pulling Hisako back by the hair to slow her down, but Hisako wasn't having any of that. Every-time Emi pulled on her, she just increased the speed of her bobbing, wiggling the digits in Emi's ass around to push her even further to orgasm. Hisako was surprised she was lasting so long, and brought her free hand up to massage Emi's balls along with her probing Emi's anus.

That apparently did the trick.

"Hisaaaaaaaa~!" Emi cried out, throwing her head back as she came into Hisako's mouth, shooting hot cum into her welcoming mouth.

As soon as Miki was sure Emi had came, she let herself go over the edge, furiously hammering into Hisako's pussy in sheer lustful delight. It didn't take long to make her cum either, slamming into Hisako with one mighty thrust, and pumping the poor girl's womb full of sticky jizz. She rode out her orgasm with a wide, wicked smile on her face, staying in for a few seconds after her cock finished twitching , and finally pulling out reluctantly.

"I win!" she shouted at Emi.

"B-Barely! You could at least control your end!" Emi yelled back, a flash of anger crossing her face.

"Pfft, no need to be a sore loser," Miki chuckled as she idly played with her flaccid cock.

"I hope you two are happy," Hisako grumbled as she sat down on the concrete with a wince of pain.

"Awwww, no need to be a sore loser Hisako," The two althetes said at once, afterwards turning to each other and bursting out in laughter.