Nellie and the Dodgeball Game

Veronica was another matter. While Jake held most of my attention, I couldn't help but watch Veronica with a mix of jealousy and attraction. Each time she yelled or made a comment to someone on the team, I felt a curdling annoyance rising up in my throat. But each time she tossed the ponytail over her shoulder or twisted her torso to avoid being hit, a tiny shock of desire pinched through my stomach. That just served to annoy me even more, and I found myself getting angrier and angrier at Veronica.

Between the adrenaline, anger, and lust for the man on the other side of the court, I was a mess. I wanted to fuck Jake right then and there, to just give in to that animalistic instinct.

It was only at the end, when I was dripping in sweat and the knot in my oversized orange garbage bag of a T-shirt was coming undone that Jake and I spoke again.

"You coming to Lou's?" he asked as I squirted water in my mouth.

"Uh, yeah." I shook the knot out of the shirt and brought the hem to my forehead, wiping sweat off. "I'm going to hit the locker rooms and shower first, though."

"Awesome. I'll wait for you and we can walk over together, if that's okay."

"Oh, so it's okay to fraternise with the enemy now?"

"I thought the fraternising was happening later. Were we going to your place or mine?"

I raised my eyebrows. "You're so forward tonight."

"You looked hot on the court. Is that a problem?"

Smirking, I shook my head and collected my things, heading to the locker rooms across the hall.

The two girls from the other team were in the ladies locker room, and Kara and Sydney arrived just after I did. There were only three stalls available, so Kara and I settled on the wide bench in the middle of the room and chatted amicably.

"So are you still mad I made you come play with us?" she asked me.

"Nah. It ended up being mostly fun. And there's that beer you promised me."

"Always in it for the beer." She shook her head mockingly.

Sydney and the other girls were considerately quick with their showers, so it wasn't long before Kara went in one stall and I got the other. Even though Kara had waited until the last minute to ask me, I'd still had time to grab a change of clothes from my dorm room. The shower stall was small, though, so I just grabbed my towel to bring with me. I undressed quickly, peeling the sweaty tank top off my body and hanging it from the hook before shimmying out of my shorts and panties. My sports bra was soaked with sweat, and I sighed in relief as I let my breasts bounce, free from its constriction.

For a locker room, the showers were pretty good. The water was hot and the pressure was reasonably strong, and I revelled for a moment under the stream. Water ran down my face, plastering my hair to my neck. Between the water and the sound of hairdryers blowing in the main locker room area, I couldn't hear anything, and I found my thoughts drifting to Jake again.

We had been hooking up for a couple of months at that point. After meeting at Kara's party and fucking in her backyard, we'd made a point of getting together almost every week. At first, I think Jake had expected us to start dating, but I don't think either of us actually wanted that. Jake was a busy grad student and I didn't want that kind of commitment. I had made it quite clear to him that I wasn't expecting to be exclusive, either, though I hadn't hooked up with anyone else since meeting him. There seemed to be little point, when Jake was more than enough to satisfy every desire I had.

I wished for a moment that Jake was there. Standing under the spray of the shower, I ran my hands along my body, trying to quell some of the arousal I was feeling. I didn't want to masturbate. I wanted to be fucked, to have the weight and heat of another body against me. But I couldn't help but slip my hand between my legs and touch myself, hoping it would be enough to subdue myself for a while.

I heard the hairdryers switch off and Kara's voice floated over the door, jolting me back from my thoughts.

"Hey Nellie, I'm going to head out to Lou's with Syd. Jake's waiting out in the hallway for you."

"Sure, sorry! Tell him I'll be out in a few."

Figuring I could handle how turned on I was for a little bit longer, I soaped up and rinsed off. As soon as I was done, I hurried out of the shower stall, drying off quickly before wrapping the towel around me.

The locker room was quiet, and I assumed I was alone. My clothes were sitting on the bench and I dropped the towel unceremoniously, grabbing the fresh pair of panties I'd brought and stepping into them.

"Seriously, do you ever even bother trying to act decently?" Veronica's voice echoed through the locker room.

I closed my eyes briefly, inhaling deeply and willing myself to calm down. "I met you for the very first time earlier tonight," I said, working to keep my voice steady. "You've been an absolute bitch to me the entire time, and the only thing I can think of is that you've got a thing for the guy I'm fucking." Without bothering to put any additional clothing on, I turned towards Veronica.

She had clearly showered as well, but was already fully dressed. My nudity seemed to embarrass her more than it did me, and she looked pointedly away as I crossed my arms in front of me.

"Maybe I just don't like the fact that you're leading him on," she replied.

"One, Jake is a big boy. He can make his own decisions." I turned back to my clothing and put my bra on while I continued. "Two, he and I have discussed what we're doing. I don't need to justify that to you. Three, how in the hell did you even know about us? It's not exactly public knowledge."

"People talk," she said simply.

I rolled my eyes. "Veronica, he didn't even know you had a crush on him. You can't fault him for not knowing when you didn't tell him anything."

She sputtered for a moment. "What do you mean, didn't know? He knows now?"

"Well, yeah. I told him."

Her face went red. "What the fuck would you do that for?"

"Why wouldn't I?" I spat back. "You've had it out for me all night."

"Because I'm jealous, okay?" she yelled. "I haven't gotten laid in ages and when I see girls like you around, I know why."

"Are you calling me a slut again?"

"I mean the pretty girls. Guys like hot girls. I'm not hot."

"Well, I'm sorry, but that's absolute bullshit," I said bluntly. "You're this tall Amazonian goddess who kicks ass at dodgeball. You don't get to say you're not hot, because you are."

"Then why do guys go for you and not me?" Her voice wavered.

"I don't play games or beat around the bush. I tell them I want to fuck them. I mean, aside from you being a bitch to me all night, I'd fuck you. Just so you know."

She laughed. "Sure you would."

"I would," I insisted. "You're mean but you're still hot."

"I'm graduating this year and I still never got any of those crazy college stories," Veronica ranted. "I had a boyfriend for most of it and now that I'm single, I can't even get picked up at a party. I never got to experiment or do anything reckless. And then I see you and you're just living all these things that I wanted to experience and it pisses me off. You piss me off, and it's not your fault, but you do." She shook her head, stepping forward to push past me. "I'm going home."

"Wait one fucking second." I grabbed her arm before she could walk by. My heart was hammering, and I could feel heat rising in my chest as I looked at her. "You don't get crazy college stories by just going home. So you stop right there and we're going to do something crazy, okay?"

I had to look up to meet Veronica's eyes. The tension between us was almost tangible as she looked back at me, lips slightly parted.

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

"I'm going to kiss you now, unless you don't want me to."

Her mouth opened and closed, shock flashing across her face. Aside from our breathing, the room was quiet, and the tension seemed thick around us. Finally, she nodded just slightly.

"I want you to," she whispered.

I pulled her forward by the arm and crushed my lips against hers. The adrenaline, the tension, and the anger of the evening came to a head as we kissed. Veronica's shock dissipated immediately and she fought to control the kiss. Her hands moved up to my face, roughly cupping the sides of my head as she kissed me back. I wasn't about to let her be in charge, though. I nipped at her lip, drawing a gasp from her, and stepped closer, pushing my body against hers.

Veronica shoved her tongue in my mouth, and I let her explore my lips thoroughly before mirroring her actions. Letting go of her wrist, I brought my hands up to her face. Our kissing was hard, urgent, anything but tender, and my body was loving it. Heat rose through my chest and burrowed in the pit of my stomach, and the fresh panties I'd just put on were already starting to dampen. Our breasts were pressed together and I was certain Veronica could feel the hardness of my nipples through my bra and hers.

We finally parted, each of us gasping for air. Veronica's face was red and I'm sure mine matched.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked breathlessly.

"This is crazy," she whispered. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No. I want more."

I reached for her again, then stopped. "Do you want me to make it even crazier?"

I wasn't sure if she would. Veronica didn't seem to have a ton of experience, and I had a suspicion that I might be the first girl she'd ever been with. I expected the shock and uncertainty to flash across her face again, but I was underestimating her.

"Why not? What are you thinking?"

Licking my lips, I glanced towards the locker room door. "Jake's in the hallway waiting for me."

Her eyes followed mine and then were back on me. "Do you think he'll...?" She trailed off, a mix of excitement and lust in her intense eyes.

"One way to find out." I started to move, then stopped. "Take off your clothes."

She started undressing as I went to the door, still in my bra and panties. Opening it just slightly, I poked my head out and looked around. The hallway was deserted, aside from Jake leaning against the wall. He was freshly showered, wearing jeans and a grey long-sleeved T-shirt.

"Jesus, Nellie, did you fall in or something? You're taking your sweet-ass time."

"Feel like doing something crazy?" I asked, ignoring his question.

Jake's eyes moved down the crack in the door, taking in the fact that I was only half-dressed. "Not afraid of getting caught?" He grinned as he stepped forward.

"Oh, that's not even the craziest part." I opened the door wider to let him in.

He looked both directions down the hallway before entering the locker room. "What's the craziest part?" he asked as I turned the deadbolt in the door.

"Hey, Hunter." Veronica's voice was soft as it floated through the locker room.

Jake's head whirled back to me comically before snapping back to Veronica, who stood by the bench wearing just a sports bra and thong.

"What's going on?" He glanced back at me. "I thought you two weren't getting along. Did I miss something?"

"Well, yeah, you obviously missed something," I said. "But that's not important. If you're not into this, go now. Otherwise..."

"Veronica, are you sure about this?" he asked softly.

She didn't respond immediately, and I watched as her chest moved up and down as she inhaled through parted lips. Redness flushed on her collarbone, up her neck and onto her cheeks as she looked first at me, then at Jake.

"I want this," she said.

"Join in or not, Jake. Up to you. But I'm going to fuck Veronica." I marched across the locker room and grabbed her, pulling her face to mine as our lips joined again.

Any hesitation Veronica had been feeling was gone, and she grasped at me enthusiastically. I had no love for Veronica, but the lust I felt for her was demanding. Desire ran rampant between us, urgent and desperate. I knew Jake's eyes were on us as we kissed, but I ignored him for the moment.

Veronica's fingers prodded at my body, groping along my hips and waist before moving up to my breasts. She touched them for a short moment before reaching behind me and unhooking my bra in a single swift movement. I wriggled out of the bra as she tore it away from my chest, her hands returning to fondle me greedily. Her touch was firm, probing, and I groaned against her mouth as she pinched my nipple.

I explored her body thoroughly as she focused on my tits. Her thong sat low on her hips and I traced along the waistband before squeezing her ass. She gasped and grazed my lips with her teeth as I ran my fingers along her crack, following the thin string of fabric that nestled there.

As she played with my tits, I pulled back from our kiss and turned back to look at Jake. His eyes were wide, glued to the scene in front of him. I grinned as he looked at me.

"Join in whenever," I said, then turned my attention back to Veronica.

With a light shove, I pushed her back towards the bench and directed her to sit down. She obeyed, and I straddled her lap.

"Suck on my tits," I ordered, thrusting my chest into her face.

"Don't tell me what to do," she countered, but the darkness in her eyes gleamed with desire as she took one of my breasts in her mouth.

I moaned as she sucked on my nipple, then squealed as her teeth came down on it. She wrapped one arm around me and held me in place, the other joining her mouth to ravish my tits. Her lips moved from one breast to the other, kissing a spot on my skin before sucking on it. I knew there would be a trail of reddish marks there the next day.

I kept pushing my tits against Veronica's face, but brought my hands to the slick ponytail and worked her hair tie out. Thick, dark hair spilled down past her shoulders, and I ran my fingers through it. As I played with her hair, she gripped my breast and took my nipple back in her mouth, sucking hard. A sharp noise came from my throat as I involuntarily bucked my hips towards her, my fingers tightening in her dark hair.

With a hum of disappointment, I pulled my breasts away from Veronica's face as I sat back on her lap. My ass balanced on her thighs, a small gap between our torsos.

"Fuck you for being so good at this," I hissed at her.

"Fuck you for making me want it."

I didn't reply, just grabbed at her sports bra and wrenched it up over her tits. From behind us, I heard a sharp inhale as Veronica's breasts bounced out of the fabric. My own gasp matched it as I took in the view.

That sports bra must have been working overtime, because I would have never guessed Veronica was hiding the set I had just revealed. I thought my tits were good, but hers were phenomenal. Heavy and swollen, her breasts had no right to be as perky as they were. Her nipples were perfectly round, almost begging for me to suck them. She lifted her arms to help me remove the sports bra completely, and before she could put them back down, I had buried my face there.

I licked her cleavage teasingly before bringing my hands up to the firm mounds in front of me. My tongue circled her nipple, taking the hard nub into my mouth and raking my teeth against it. Veronica's breasts seemed to be as sensitive as mine were, because she tossed her head back and cried out as I savoured her tits.

The metallic sound of a buckle clanked from Jake's general direction and I grinned as I kept licking Veronica's breasts. Her hands explored my body, fingernails scratching along my back as she ran her fingers up and down.

"Nellie, I'm so wet," she mumbled.

Jake swore softly from behind us, and I pulled away from Veronica's tits to look at him. We both giggled as we saw Jake's hand in his pants.

"Jake, you had an open invitation to come join us and you're still standing there jacking it yourself?" I teased.

He stuttered for a moment. I sighed in mock frustration and slid off Veronica's lap.

"Come here, Hunter," I ordered. "Veronica, stand up."

He started across the locker room as Veronica stood. Once Jake reached us, I put my hands on my hips.

"Do you want to fuck Veronica, Hunter?"

He nodded, swallowing hard as he looked at Veronica's almost-naked body. She flushed.

"Do you want to fuck me?"

He nodded again.

"Veronica, take off his shirt."

She looked at him nervously before stepping forward. I could see her fingers shaking as she reached for the hem of his shirt. It wasn't until that moment, with them standing in front of each other, that I noticed Veronica was nearly as tall as Jake was. She could barely look him in the eye, however, and focused her attention on removing his shirt. Jake watched as she did, lifting his arms to help her undress him. It was only then that she met his eyes, and when she did, he smiled encouragingly.

"Now take off his pants," I said, my voice softer than before.

Veronica moved her hands to the waistband of Jake's jeans. His belt hung loosely, already unbuckled, and his pants were already undone. She pushed them down his hips, working them past the bulge of his cock. Jake kicked off his shoes as his jeans came down, stepping out of them and shoving them to the side with his foot.

I was watching the two of them with rapt attention. Jake exuded his usual confidence but being respectful of Veronica's nerves, he held back and let her follow my instructions as she slowly stripped him. It was intensely erotic, and for the moment, I was happy just to watch.

"Now kneel down and suck his cock, Veronica." She looked at me, and I met her gaze steadily. "Is that a problem?"

"No."

Jake and I both watched as she dropped to her knees in front of him. She removed his boxers, her actions slow but not timid, and revealed Jake's cock. He was fully erect, the thick appendage jutting out proudly. Veronica wrapped her hand around him and Jake's relieved sigh turned into a groan as she took him into her mouth. I licked my lips as she began bobbing her head, Jake's cock disappearing into her mouth a little more with each motion.

Wet sounds came from Veronica's lips as she worked Jake's cock. His hands ended up on her head, resting on top of that thick, dark hair while she sucked him off. I enjoyed the show for a bit before approaching Jake. Reaching up, I turned his head towards me and kissed him.

"How did this even happen?" he murmured against my mouth.

One of his hands left Veronica's head and cradled my breast, his thumb brushing across my nipple.

"Doesn't matter," I whispered back.

A muffled groan left Jake's mouth as Veronica made an attempt at swallowing him completely. His hand tightened on my breast, and I'm sure the one he had on Veronica's head did too.

"Hold on one sec, Veronica," I said.

My hand joined Jake's on her head, but with the intent to hold her still. She paused, Jake's cock still in her mouth as she looked up at me. I dropped onto my knees beside her.

"What?" she asked, looking mildly annoyed at having to remove Jake's cock from her throat.

I raised my eyebrows. "You have to share, bitch." I wrapped my fingers around Jake's cock and brought him to my mouth, dragging my lips along his swollen tip.

"Fuck you." She glowered at me for a moment before pushing forward, her hands cradling Jake's balls as she licked his shaft.

Jake seemed to have no complaints as we battled over his cock. I kissed along his length, stroking him gently as Veronica played with his balls. When I went to wrap my lips around him, though, she brought her mouth to mine, and the tip of his cock dipped between us for a moment. Jake seemed to enjoy that, and I looked up to meet his eyes as we shared him like an ice cream cone. I stroked him firmly, working my hand up and down his shaft while our tongues flicked around his cock head.