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Dumb Mimi was so happy to be accepted onto his school basketball team. Because he had heavy, full boobs that almost burst through his college uniform, dark nipples showing through the sheer fabric, and a wet pussy that was always staining his skirt and the seats, Mimi was never accepted into any club for “distracting the participants too much.”
For a moment, he was so sad at the possibility that his classmates hated him, so being accepted into that club made him so, so happy!
All he had to do was obey the team coach, sitting at his desk and spreading his legs. Mimi's moans echoed throughout the court as the coach licked the wet folds of his pussy, savoring it. His kind coach just wanted to clean up some of the mess his throbbing slit made dripping onto the slippery floor…
“If that soaked cunt leaks onto the floor, it could make one of my players slip. You don't want that, do you, slut?” The coach smiled as he pulled away. Mimi's trembling legs showed how overstimulated he was and the walls of his cunt contracted desperately from the sudden edging.
Mimi humped the air, his soft lips almost begging to be sucked again. The coach pressed him against the table by his thighs, the force of his fingers leaving Mimi's pale skin reddened.
“W-What should I do, coach? My cunnie is so sensitive…” Mimi whined.
“Let the players take care of it. They'll need to relieve themselves before and after the game.”
He gave his swollen lips a few hard slaps, the pussy juice making a loud squelching sound. The whore cried and collapsed onto the table after squirting, his body trying to recover from the sudden orgasm.
“Be a distraction for my players, bitch.” The coach ordered, spitting on his soaked pussy.
Mimi nodded, his face flushed and his lips panting. The coach left, but not before ordering him never to wear panties or a bra at that club.
That slut was so stupid. He had absolutely no experience playing basketball, but the attention around him was exactly what Mimi craved. When the ball reached his hands, he succeeded in distracting everyone around him with his clumsy jumps and missed baskets. The fat boobs bounced out of his uniform, swinging erotically. His skirt was swirling, and it was clear that he wasn't wearing any underwear.
With each new jump, with each stupid fall that Mimi took, his legs spread and the short skirt exposed his wet pussy, already dripping his fluids.
The players’ gazes were voracious, bulges so hard and heavy in their shorts that they had difficulty running through the stadium. Mimi's uniform was different from the other players'. The mini-skirt, instead of shorts, barely covered his plump buttocks. His boobs were always popping out of the loose shirt. Mimi's sinful body was easily accessible, especially in such an intense contact sport…
Mimi whimpered and moaned every time a tall, muscular player bumped into him hard. Their rough hands constantly tried to stop him from falling, grabbing fat boobs and buttocks. Sometimes they slapped his face, pulled his hair, and rubbed their thick fingers against the lips of his sensitive cunt. All by accident, of course.
Mimi flinched in surprise, being grabbed by each player before his slutty body slammed to the ground.
“I-I'm sorry.” Mimi whined, a heat coursing through his veins, pressed between two bulky players.
His pussy slipped with a thick amount of slick while one of his teammates' hands squeezed his boobs. The other man was “accidentally” rubbing his bulge against Mimi's pussy, the fabric of his shorts staining with the wetness from that greedy hole.
“You should be more careful, slut. You're always bumping into others and falling.” The man behind him commented, his fingers teasing the tips of his sensitive nipples. Mimi rolled his eyes and gasped.
However, the bumps only got worse and never came from him. Even when that stupid whore was standing in the stadium, trying to stay as far away from the players as possible so as not to “get in their way,” Somehow the players' bodies pressed against his.
Mimi screamed as he fell thudded onto the floor, his wobbly legs scattering slicks across the slippery surface. There was a body twice his size on top of him and the folds of Mimi's fragile pussy closing around thick fingers that had unintentionally slipped inside his cavity.
“This bitch's hole is swallowing my fingers.” The man said, his voice laughing, as he seemed to have “difficulty” removing his fingers from inside that soaked hole. Whenever his fingers were slipping out, he thrust them back in with twice the force. Mimi cried out, the thick knuckles of those fingers stretching his hole.
“S-Sorry... I should have swerved. I-I… W-WHAT ARE YOU… HUHHHHAAAH STOP!!” Mimi's eyes widened as he felt the violent way the man forced his fingers deeper until his large, rough fist was being crushed by the tight hole. The walls contracted painfully, trying to expel the fist that invaded it with such force.
“Shut up, slut! This is what you get for not being careful!” Mimi shrieked, the fist successfully plunging into his wet cunt. “Basketball is an intense sport, and you should know that.”
The pain of the invasion was intense, but the way that fist pounded inside him, tearing his walls and stretching him so deep, warmed him entirely. With each thrust, his cries of pain turned into whimpers. He writhed, drool dripping from his lips as his pussy began to feel so good.