Groped by Bullies in the Workout Room [Third Person, Group Sex, Brat, Forced]

Gym was Lily’s least favorite class. She had never been the physically competitive type. So, playing dodgeball, kickball, basketball, or some other exhaustive game did not particularly excite her. Luckily, she was able to choose her gym activity every two weeks. Lily always choose weight room. Because the teachers would let Lily and her other friends sit and talk in the weight room while the guys would play heated games in the gymnasium.

It was nearing the end of the period. Lily was getting ready to pack her things. She heard yelling down the hall, so she rushed in hopes of avoiding the social traffic. A group of boys passed by the weight room. She met eyes with one of them for only for a second. He went quiet and shushed the rest of the boys. Lily’s heart pumped with a flair of concern. She moved toward the door just as the boy came through the doorway. His built body towered over her. His hand gripped her side in a way that struck fear into her heart. Slowly, he backed her into the room. His two friends followed, locking the door.

“What are you doing?” Lily questioned tensely.

“No, what are you doing?” the boy shot back.

“What do you mean?”

“You are all alone in the weight room by yourself. You weren’t lifting, were you?” The group of boys chuckled as he made the jest.

“No, I was staying away from your dumb ass,” she quipped.

The cruel grin that formed over the boy’s lips told her that she’d made a big mistake. He pushed her down onto the pectoral chest press machine; his friends hovered over her menacingly. The boy’s hands met Lily’s. She tried to pull away, but he sent a painful slap across her face.

“Don’t pull away from me,” he chuckled; his friends chimed in, laughing as her face flushed red.

He resumed lifting her hands to the handlebars. Her arms stretched out to almost a full wingspan. Which, for Lily’s five-foot-two self, was hardly impressive.

“Give me ten reps,” the boy ordered in a joking manner.

“Seriously?” Lily asked, dumbfounded by the request.

His hand replied with another stinging slap. Verbally paralyzed, Lily forced her outstretched arms to swing around, then pull together.

“Count them out,” he yelled.

“One…” Lily let out with breathless frustration. The inside of her biceps pinched her breasts together as she continued. “Two…” The boys watched intently as she let her arms spread back out. The power they must have felt in that moment was weakening to Lily. Thoughts of escape raced through her mind, but how would she make it by all three of them? They were all so much bigger, stronger, and faster than her.

“Keep going,” the boy prodded.

Lily could feel his gaze groping her chest. But it wasn’t just him. All three of them were staring at her large, round boobs as they shook beneath her T-shirt. Their eyes beat down viciously, like hawks narrowing in on prey. Lily wasn’t sure where to look, so she turned her face to the side. She could not stand the thought of meeting their stares.

“Three… four… five…” she counted, pulling her arms in front of her with each jostling rep.

The boy’s friends snickered along with him, reveling in Lily’s helplessness. Then, he stopped for a moment and looked around. Lily caught a quick glance as his eyes glistened at the sight of something. She turned to see what he was looking at. A water bottle? He picked it up and drank from it.

“Grab her arms,” he told his friends.

They pulled her arms from the handlebars, tightly latching onto her wrists. Her outstretched arms were torn back. Causing Lily’s back to straighten and her breasts to push out more prominently.

“LET GO! I’m gonna finish,” Lily whined.

“Not a chance.” His eyes flared.

Desperately, Lily flailed. She tried to escape their hold, but there was nothing she could do.

The boy grabbed the bottled water, then doused the front of Lily’s shirt. Lily’s jaw dropped as the cold water poured over the top of her chest. Immediately, her shirt tightened around her boobs. Her nipples hardened as the cold water continued to drip down her chest. The thin-lined fabric of her blue gym T-shirt molded to her tits.

“Oh my god!” she cried out, realizing that her nipples were now visibly outlined through the shirt.

His cocky grimace tore into her, destroying what little sense of dignity she had left. Furiously ashamed, Lily pulled her arms trying to escape. A wave of heat streamed to her face. Desperately, she attempted to pull away, kicking and throwing her arms. It only seemed to bring him more pleasure as her tits shook with every pathetic movement.

“You aren’t going anywhere,” he laughed.

She couldn’t believe this was happening. They were all staring at her soaked shirt with their merciless, terrorizing, lusting faces.

“Looks like someone forgot a bra today,” he chuckled. His sarcastic tone made Lily sick.

He pulled off his sweatshirt, dropped it to the side, and slid a stool over, plopping down in front of her. His fingers reached across Lily’s protruding breasts, squeezing her boobs through the wet shirt. His veiny arms flexed as his grip tightened around her.

“Look at you,” he awed, staring at Lily’s chest.

His nails dug into the rounded, outer surface of her boobs. His hold was fierce, sharp, and powerful. The way he grabbed her only further solidified her vulnerability to him. He cupped the underside of her tits and lifted the weight of her boobs upward. Lily looked down with a gasping, amazed, wide-mouthed face. Then, his hands went up slightly, and released her big, weighty breasts. They plummeted down and rebounded like a ball landing in the sand.

As her boobs came to a rest, his fingers latched on to the ends of her nipples. Through her shirt, he pulled, tugged, twisted, and flicked her tits. He could see the facial contortions dancing across her face. Lily tried to hide them as best she could, but “best” was such a lost term at this point.

“Mmmph,” Lily tried to catch the whimper, but the boy’s smirk made it clear that she hadn’t.

Lily turned her head away as the boy admired her body. He continued playing with her boobs, lifting them gently, then watching as they fell back into place. He adjusted his position, moving against her so that Lily could feel his hard dick shifting into her thigh. The feeling of his cock pressing into her filled her with a gut-numbing rush. As Lily’s eyes avoided the boy in front of her, she noticed that the blond-haired boy to her right had a full-blown erection pressing through his gym shorts. Lily felt a sick sense of pride as she turned her head to see that the brown-haired boy to her left did as well.

The boy in front of her, the apparent leader, glided his fingertips over Lily’s wet shirt, teasing her excited nipples. She whimpered gently as his fingers applied slight pressure to the ends. He pinched down, playfully tugging them. Lily’s jaw dropped as he guided her chest closer toward his.

Lily begged, “too hard, too hard, too hard, TOO HARD!”

He paused a moment, reveling in her vulnerability. Then, he released, respecting Lily’s request.

“Since you’re being such a good girl,” he laughed as Lily tried to regain her breath. “Now, hmm… Should I lift this up?” he questioned rhetorically, tugging on her shirt.

Lily’s head nodded upward with a soft moan. Taken aback, his twisted smirk transformed into a destructive grin.

“Really? Did you boys see that? She nodded yes.”

Lily could hardly believe it herself. He was tormenting her. But, for some reason, she couldn’t resist. The boy smiled to his friends, then lifted the bottom of Lily’s shirt upward. Her heavy, round boobs spilled from the shirt, completely exposing themselves to the group of boys. Quickly, his lips plunged to her chest. They tightened together, applying a suction sensation around Lily’s nipple. His tongue twirled around her while the other hand twisted her nipple’s edge.

“Fuckkk…” Lily whispered, throwing her head back.

“Should I keep going?” he asked.

Lily’s mind advised, *No.* She couldn’t let him get away with this. But her selfish body wouldn’t allow such a foolish decision.

“Y-yes…” Lily answered.

“Are you sure?” he offered a second chance.

“Mhmmm,” she let out.

He gave her a pleased smile, as if he expected nothing less. Then, he resumed playing with her nipples. He bobbed his head back and forth, pulling Lily’s chest with him. She could feel his tongue rolling around the surface of her areola. He circled a few times, then dived toward the edge of her nipple, flicking with a consistent speed. Ripples of pleasure shot across her chest. The tempo of his tongue-fluttering increased as his index finger matched the pace on her other side. Lily felt her mind going numb. All she could think about were the burgeoning orgastic waves flowing from her chest.

Suddenly, the blond-haired boy to Lily’s right grabbed her curly hair, leaned toward her ear, and whispered, “That’s it. You’re doing so good. Are you gonna be a good girl and help us cum?”

As the blond-haired boy spoke, the leader of the group shifted his complete attention to burying his face into the right side of Lily’s chest. The brown-haired boy then used this opportunity as an opening to grab the left side of Lily’s chest. He dug his powerful grip into her, clawing at her breast as if he desperately needed to feel more. The multi-faceted attacks of pleasure leveled on Lily’s body made it nearly impossible to speak.

Lily tried to conjure a response, but all that came out was, “Fuckkkk!”

The leader lifted his head from Lily’s chest. With a swift motion, he sent a sharp slap to Lily’s face. “Answer him. NOW!” he yelled.

“Yes!” she replied in a breathless, obedient panic. “I’m going to help you cum.”

“All of us?” the brown-haired boy took hold of her throat.

“Yes, yes, yes. All of you. I promise,” Lily pleaded.

The leader smiled and stood up from the stool. His friends released Lily’s arms. She was immediately ripped from the seat of the pectoral machine and shoved to the floor. Unsure of what to do, she took to her hands and knees. The boys hovered over her, laughing maliciously as they ran their hands over her body. They grabbed at her boobs, ass, legs, thighs, and hair. They were all over her, like vultures, latching onto whatever they could grasp. More blood rushed to Lily’s face as she felt a pair of hands trailing down her sides. Her shorts were quickly ripped down along with her panties, baring her smooth pussy lips.

“Fuckkk,” she whined.

“Look at that,” one of the boys said in awe, trailing a finger between her legs. “Looks like somebody’s a little wet,” he taunted.

The leader knelt in front of Lily. He slipped his shorts off, then his boxers. His thick, heavy, fully-erect cock spilled from his pants. He grabbed Lily’s hair, pulling it back so her face was unbothered by stray hair. His jaw clenched and his nostrils flared as he looked down at her. His face wore the cruelest look of satisfaction that Lily had ever seen. The boy’s lips curled into an egotistical smirk as he guided his thick cock toward Lily’s lips.

“We’re gonna make such a fuckin’ mess out of you,” he declared triumphantly.

His hips pressed forward, shoving his cock into Lily’s mouth. Her lips eased, accepting him into her saliva-coated throat.

“Fuckkk,” he let out with a heave.

The boy’s pleased groan inspired a sense of purpose into Lily. She began bobbing her head in and out, sending the boy’s tip to the back of her throat. With each dive of the head, she twisted her neck, doing whatever she could to hit patches of his sensitive skin.

Behind Lily, the blond-haired boy knelt and pulled his cock out. He spit on it, covering his shaft with saliva. Then, he slid his weight forward, spreading Lily’s pussy open. She let out an exasperated moan, which was quickly brought to a gargling halt by the leader’s cock. He shoved his dick deeper into her mouth while holding her face down. The blond-haired boy loaded his hips, then shot forward, sending waves of jittering pleasure through Lily’s lower body.

Wanting a piece of the action, the brown-haired boy dropped to the floor, positioning himself perpendicularly under Lily’s chest. He glued his lips to one of her boobs and starting jerking himself off. His head followed as Lily’s dangling tits shook back and forth. His soft tongue rolled over the end of Lily’s nipples. Impassioned groans trickled from his lips as he cradled her chest with his mouth.

The multiple tides of pleasure crashed down on Lily, breaking her into a delirious state. Her wild moans echoed across the room, jumbled together with the heightened grunting of the three boys. Their moaning voices were all incredibly sexy. But the leader, who was staring down at her, was the loudest.

“Ah, ahh, ahhh, fuckkk,” he groaned as Lily’s sloppy hold around his cock tightened.

Lily stared up at him, analyzing each wince of pleasure. Strands of saliva dripped from her mouth as she absorbed every inch of his cock. With his jaw hung open, the boy’s eyes met hers. Lily tried her best to maintain eye contact with him, but the blond-haired boy’s nails ripped into her sides. He drove his hips forward and backward with a crippling ferocity, pummeling himself deeper and deeper into Lily.

From underneath, the brown-haired boy then took hold of Lily’s nipple. His fingers pinched and pulled, reeling away from Lily’s body. His lips continued to passionately make out with the other side of her chest while he stroked his own cock. His legs shook against the floor as the excitement in the room overtook him. Cum erupted from his tip, and the boy let out weakened moans into Lily’s chest. The sound waves resonated against her skin. Pride flooded through Lily’s body as she felt his explosive moans beat against her.

Lily’s attention quickly shifted to the boy behind her as she felt his pace ramping up. His grunts were getting heavier. His breaths were getting deeper. He slammed the full weight of his body harder and harder against Lily’s pussy. As he did, an influx of tension rose within Lily’s own body. Her back arched as the pressure mounted. Swelling shock waves rippled across her chest, legs, and thighs. It all culminated in a blood-pumping fit as her toes curled tightly, held for a few moments, then released.

“Oh my, fuckkk,” she cried out.

The blond-haired boy’s heavy grunting gathered into an eruption of unmitigated moans. “Holy shit. Holy shit. I’m gonna cummm,” he whined, shooting warm globs of cum across Lily’s back.

Fueled by the harmony of release, the leader of the group readied himself. What attention Lily could manage to gather, she directed completely toward him. Her lips suctioned around his cock. She wrapped one of her hands around the lower part of his shaft. Twisting and churning with her mouth and hand in alternating patterns.

“Mmm, mmm, ahhh, fuckkk,” he groaned, throwing his head back.

Lily felt his body give way. With his cock lodged down her throat, globs of cum poured into her. His body jolted and winced, pumping her throat full of his ropy cum. Like a siphon, she took his juices, being careful not to miss a single drop. Then, with the last ounce of cum shot into her mouth, he pulled his cock out and leaned down for a sloppy, passionate kiss. A fresh surge of emotion swirled between them as they held the embrace. With closed eyes, they clung together, refusing to release the kiss.

But suddenly, they were rattled by a loud set of knocks on the door.

*Knock! Knock Knock!*

*Knock! Knock Knock!*

“Who’s in there?” the voice called. It was Mr. Thompson, the Athletic Director.

A rustling of keys sounded at the door. Quickly, Lily stood up. She pulled her shirt down to cover her chest, then slipped her pants back up.

*Click!* The door unlocked. And, everyone in the room turned to see Mr. Thompson’s burly arms opening the door.

“Why was the door locked?” he looked at the boys who were now in a row, standing in front of Lily, facing him.

“I don’t know,” they replied in unison.

Lily picked up the leader’s sweatshirt from the floor and pulled it over her head. Then, she walked through the wall of boys, brushing them aside as she passed.

With a look of surprise, Mr. Thompson turned to Lily. Apparently, he hadn’t known she was there. “These boys aren’t bothering you, are they?” he asked.

“No, sir… they were just… helping me,” she stumbled slightly.

The boys, seemingly taken aback, raised their brows.

Mr. Thompson hesitated, “Well… then… get to class.”

Hastily, Lily grabbed her bag and rushed out the door without looking back.

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