As we all stared at Steve's bulge, he went on with the condition for returning our clothes. "Now, I need a quickie real bad, and I want to know which one of you is going to lean up against this wall and let me fuck you."
There was an immediate chorus in response, "Me! Me! ME! ME!" The significance of the fourth "Me!" escaped me until later.
We all scrambled to assume the position against the brick wall of the gym. We faced the wall, our palms braced against the brick, our legs spread, our little fannies bouncing in invitation, our pussies open and begging for his cock. We were all so hot that if there had been a parade going by at the time, we still would have begged to be fucked by Steve.
Steve was taken aback by our enthusiastic acceptance of his terms. I think he expected an argument at least, and probably a negotiation down to a blowjob or maybe even a handjob. Seeing all four of us lined up, begging him to fuck us, was more than he expected, but he wasted no time in looking this gift-horse in the mouth.
Stepping out of his shorts, he went over and got into position behind Sara and slid his cock into her. She was as sopping wet as the rest of us and his cock went right in all the way with little resistance. Steve gave her ten slow, deep strokes before he pulled out and moved on to Janice. If he did each of us in order, I would be next and Jolene would be last.
It was at this point that I remembered that Steve was going to get a surprise when he got to Jolene. I looked over at her, she was spread-eagled against the wall along with the rest of us, eagerly waiting to get her dose of Steve's cock. Her face was a mask of lust and anticipation. If she was concerned about giving up her virginity to the studly Mr. Wojeski, she was not showing it.
I looked back at Janice. Her head was back and her mouth was open as she enjoyed the probing of Steve's cock. By the tenth stroke, she was shaking with ecstasy.
Steve then moved on to me. I went up on my toes to offer him my burning hot pussy, but he still had to squat slightly to get into position. He stuck his cock between my legs and lifted it up and pressed it against my clit as he pulled back, looking for my hole. I shuddered at the contact and yelped as the head of his sizeable cock speared past my opening and slid deep into me.
I can't say if it was his equipment, his cocksmanship, or just the fact that I was extremely excited and horny as hell; but Steve had me cumming by the fifth slow stroke. My pussy started making love to his cock on its own, clutching and milking it for his creamy seed.
He reacted to my orgasm by pushing as deep into me as he could and by reaching around me with both hands to grab my breasts. He pushed into me so hard that my feet came off the ground, leaving me suspended on his man-sized cock. He gripped my breasts and lifted me off the wall, holding me against him as he tried to drive his big cock even deeper into my pussy. I could feel the coarse hair on his chest grinding against my back when he jerked his hips, trying to spear me with his big dick.
Suddenly, Steve lowered me to the ground and pulled out, saying, "I'm gonna cum!" I would have been quite happy to have him cum in me, and I was impressed that even in the throes of orgasm, he was being a gentleman by pulling out before he came.
As soon as his cock was out of me, Jolene had it in her mouth, sucking it like a fiend.
"Ah, God damn!" Steve exclaimed. "Here it comes!" He grabbed the base of his cock and held it as it throbbed and spewed in Jolene's mouth, making her cheeks bulge with his cum. Even with her mouth overflowing, she gamely kept on sucking, working it to the last.
I don't know what she was doing to Steve, but his eyes bugged out and he pulled his cock out of Jolene's face so fast that she lost much of his cum. It drooled out of her mouth, ran down her chin and off onto her chest, coating her breasts. Belatedly, she swallowed what she had left and then started licking her lips.
Ever the gentleman, Steve took off his t-shirt and used it to mop up the mess on Jolene. He even helped her to her feet and handed his shirt to her so she could continue the cleanup.
"Damn!" he croaked as he pulled on his shorts, "That was great! I wish we had more time."
"You were all spectacular!" He called, running off around the corner to the locker room.
The rest of us scrambled into our clothes; zipping and buttoning frantically if clumsily. Then we ran back to the classroom building, laughing giddily.
On the way, Jolene clutched Steve's cum-stained shirt to her like it was made of spun-gold, a radiant smile on her face. For a virgin, she was having a very active sex-life today.
I smiled all the way through Mrs. Elliott's English class. Our little adventure had been terrifically exciting and I was feeling great for several reasons other than having had several fantastic orgasms. I felt even better when the bell rang and I was on my way back to the gym for my class there. I had just walked out of the building when a voice called out to me.
"Hey, Sam!"
I turned to see Mr. Steve Wojeski standing next to the door with some of his crew next to him. I was extremely flattered to find that he knew my name. I walked over shyly to look up at him. He was big, and it was all hard muscle from weights and wrestling. Now that I knew that his muscles weren't the only rock-hard thing about him, I was even more impressed. The fact that he had behaved like a gentleman, even while extorting sex from me, put me very much at ease with him.