Seven Is My Lucky Number

The million-dollar question that I don’t really know the answer to.

“It’s okay either way.” Coach Dawson reached over and took my hand. “If any part of this makes you uncomfortable, I’ll take you home and we can forget all about this. All you have to do is get on this table and you’ll have six boys who don’t know what the fuck their doing and one grown man who does doing everything in our power to make you cum. Seven orgasms and you’ll still be a virgin.”

Shit.

“Come on, Chad. Let’s help her up.” Hank walked over and took my hand from Coach Dawson. “Are you ready?’

“I...” My words got clogged in my throat. “I guess so.”

I had never felt a man’s tongue on my pussy, but it was a fantasy. I felt like I was so far down the rabbit hole at that point it would be hard to crawl back out. Coach Dawson was reassuring and kind. The rest of the guys likely just wanted to have sex with me, but the idea of having seven hungry tongues between my thighs, one right after the other, was extremely exciting. I finally let go of my inhibitions and climbed onto the table. Hank and Chad helped me get in position with my ass at the edge of the Lazy Susan. I held my legs up as Coach Dawson started to spin. The Lazy Susan started twirling, with the seven hungry faces all watching to see who would be the first one to go down on me. I kind of hoped it was Matt. He was the one that invited me to the party in the first place, but I felt it slow down as it passed him and then I was staring at Hank as it came to a stop. A smile came over Hank’s face and I heard a groan throughout the rest of the room.

“Everybody gets timed.” Coach Dawson held up the timer. “The four with the lowest times are out of contention for her virginity.”

“What the fuck, Coach?” I heard Joe groan as the words echoed through the room and the others gathered in.

“My house, my rules.” Coach Dawson looked over at me. “Are you good with that, Mia?”

It would take some of the stress away from wondering who would be the first one to have sex with me.

“Yeah, I’m okay with it.” I nodded.

“Alright, Hank. You are up first. Get those panties off and show the team how it is done.” Coach Dawson pointed towards me.

“You got it, Coach.” Hank grabbed my panties with his hands and pulled them off fast. I was glad I had always kept myself well groomed.

My legs were spread and Hank pulled me closer. I could feel his hot breath on my pussy as he moved close to it. He extended his tongue past his lips and started moving up the side of my labia. The first sensation of a man’s tongue on my untouched flesh made me quiver slightly. He moved his tongue up one side and down the other before he finally parted my labia and started licking up and down the center. I immediately felt pleasure erupting across my entire body. His tongue made me tingle from the sensations it shot through me. He slid it down to my wetness and plunged it inside the opening of my pussy, massaging the spot directly inside of it. I had explored that area with my finger many times while masturbating, but I couldn’t go very deep.

“Shit, I can feel her hymen.” Hank pulled back.

“You better not break it.” Jerrod growled. “I want the pleasure of doing that with my cock.”

“Me too!” Hank shot an angry glare towards him.

“The clock’s running, Hank.” Coach Dawson held up the timer.

“Right.” Hank moved his tongue back to my pussy quickly.

Hank massaged the area around the opening of my pussy, getting it covered in a mixture of his saliva and my wetness. I felt the tingling sensation return and put my hands on the table to brace what felt like an earthquake shaking underneath me as moved his tongue faster. He rolled it up towards my clitoris and when I felt the hood of protective skin pushed back, I almost orgasmed immediately from the feeling of his tongue on the bundle of nerves. Hank’s tongue moved fast and started to circle it, making my hips move in unison with the motion of his tongue. He pulled his tongue back into his mouth, kissed my clit lightly, and then extended his tongue again, circling it even faster. The pressure started to build quickly and I dropped a leg across his shoulder, writhing on the table from the ecstasy of the pleasure he was giving me. Hank moved his tongue down my slit and massaged the opening for a moment before returning to my clitoris with the same ferocity as before.

“I’m gonna cum.” I felt my breath getting faster.

“Shit, that quick?” Chad let out a loud sigh.

It turned out to be more of precursor than an immediate effect. The pressure started to build up inside. My mind filled with emotions as I thought about not only having the first orgasm given to me by another person moments from making me explode, but having my orgasm witnessed by everyone in the room. There was no going back at that point, no matter how much concern it created. Hank’s tongue was moving so fast that my whole body was almost shaking. I felt the pressure building up faster and then I started to slightly spasm. I exhaled with a load moan as the orgasm began. Hank kept licking as the pleasure began to surge from me. All my muscles seemed to tighten and release immediately as it roared through my abdomen and made my pussy clench tight as I started to shake. I finally felt the relaxation of it starting to end and lay back on the table. Hank sat back and chuckled.

“What’s my time, coach?” I heard him tap the table next to Coach Dawson.

“Six minutes.” I could hear the timer being turned to start the clock again.

“I can beat that.” Jerrod laughed.

“Me too.” Chad piped in and hit the table. “Spin her again!”

“Give her a moment to recover, you savages.” Coach Dawson reached over and rubbed my leg. “Let me know when you’re ready again, Mia.”

“Okay.” I nodded and opened my eyes, feeling the relaxation of my afterglow settling in. “Go ahead.”

Chapter 6: Roger