Gridiron Gladiators Revised!

[Honey_B]

Hello, my husband (Fly_on_the_Wall), asked me to revise his 'Gridiron Gladiators' thread. Apparently the first time it was up no women was willing to join this jock-oriented saga. Not surprising since all of the female parts were scary as hell. Here's my attempt, please give it some consideration.

The plot is an expansion NFL team, the Fargo Foxes. In a climate that makes Green Bay look balmy, the players come for the team's knockout cheerleading squad. They are coached by an aging, washed-up coach, named Bobby "The General" Smith, football's answer to Bobby Knight. The General is the only person who actually cares about football.

In addition to the General, we have:

He Hate Me, a former XFL player who is just happy to be collecting an NFL paycheck.

Granthies Mitchell, a quarterback who years ago had potential, but always has been a stiff and is stiff most of the time.

Antonio Georgio Riveria, the placekicker of the team, he is of indeterminate European ancestry. Despite trailing the league in field goals, he leads the league in home runs.

The Foxies:
These are not your ordinary cheerleaders. In an attempt to draw players to frozen South Dakota, the team owners have chosen "professional" women who are willing to do anything to cheer on their team.

Belinda Sherman: A petite blonde bombshell, she had to have a custom-made uniform just to fit her DDD size breasts.

Destiny Friendly: An beautiful, light-skinned, African-American woman who reeks class even if she has the most talented tongue in the NFL

Georgia Montgomery: A sweet little thing from Iowa with red hair and freckles. She actually was a cheerleader in college and she carries off the pure and innocent routine well even though she slept her way through the 'Big Ten'

Helga: The 6'2" blonde, Nordic goddess who leads the Foxies with an iron hand. She comes to America after running a brothel in her native Norway. She is quite the dominatrix and keeps the General in line in more ways than one.

My husband will be playing the General and I, god help me, will write Helga.

Anakin had joined in the original thread as He Hate Me so he has first dibs on that part.

The Setting:
The team has just lost their fifteenth staight game, falling to 0-15. The General is becoming so incensed by the team's embarressing play that he scheduled a scrimmage with the team's cheerleading squad.

The scene opens in the coed lockerroom (can anyone say "Group Showers") shared by both the football players and the cheerleaders. It is the halftime of the scrimmage and both "teams" are reentering the locker room. The cheerleaders are up 14-0.

 

[SWFreak]

I'd love to join the thread as Georgia Montgomery.

 

[NaturalBrunette]

I'll be Belinda Sherman

 

[Honey_B]

Great Gals! Just a few more and we can get this thread rollin'!

 

[ariosto]

Antonio Riveria...The brooding Spanish place kicker. After seeing his brother Geronimo achieve immortality on the horns of a maddened bull in the arena at Sevilla, he knows that he shall live forever in the shadow of his martyred sibling. Turning to despised
American 'futball' as a form of penance he consoles himself by kicking his missle with phenomanal accuracy through the uprights time after time and by doing the same with every woman he possibly can.
He thinks of becoming a flemenco dancer when he retires. He kicks with the naked foot and has been known to come to practice with only his jockstrap on.

He looks like Antonio Bandares and reads Kafka in Spanish...MY GOD!

 

[ManOSafety]

Sounds like fun if Granthies Mitchell is still available I'd be willing to take on the cheerleaders, umm I mean role .

 

[Honey_B]

Helga

"Foxies, you vill come hier."

The cheerleaders ran to cluster around the statuesque blonde woman.

"I am very please with yer talents unt the futball field. Belinda, nice job flasing yer tits," Helga said as she eyed the cheerleader's assets appreciatively. "She earned us unt touchdown! Girls, I don't vant to vin dis game. I vant to crush de General's troops. Use dis time to distract the players so zat zay vill be zinking vith dar little heads."

She clapped her hands in dismissal, but pulled Georgia aside. "Georgia, I sink zat ze quaterback could use a massage."

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

The General (yelling at his troops)

"All right you maggets, do any of you have any heart?" the General paused and a voice in the locker room yelled, "No, but I've got a hard-on!" Ignoring the heckler, the coach continued, "I scheduled this f'in scrimmage because you play like girls, maybe if you played an all girl team you'd all grow some balls!"

The coach looks around the room at all the misfits and losers who make up his team. He continues "Were the laughing stock of the league and if we lose this game, theres no way we can play the last game next week." The players show little, if any enthusiam and joke among themselves.

"Listen, you bums are not a reflexion of me. I'm a good coach, damn it!", he finishes. With that he storms off into his office and slams the door so hard, the wall shakes.

The players continue laughing and clowning around with each other as the foxies reenter the room...

 

[Anakin20]

He Hate Me

It had been a dismal year, but he was in the Show and that's what mattered.
So far, Rod "He Hate Me" Smart had resisted the charms of the female cheerleaders, but was having trouble today. Perhaps it was the lateness of the season, perhaps the team's record, but Belinda's breasts seemed to be calling out to him.
His first quarter fumble was probably due to them, and he had received a tongue-lashing from the General.
He wished the tongue belonged to Belinda...*sigh*

 

[SWFreak]

Georgia Montgomery

I smile, looking over at Granthes Mitchell. As usual, he was sporting a rather large erection. I snuck up behind him and my hand snaked between his legs, gently squeezing his hardness. "Do you need a little help with that?" I whisper into his ear.

 

[NaturalBrunette]

Belinda Sherman

I walk into the locker room with a smile on my face and a spring in my step. My oh my, I think to myself, we may not be much on the football field but you can't help but be impressed with the finely toned athletic bodies that inhabit the locker room.

Adding to that is how nice it is to see so many big men. Of course, standing just 5'3 most men seem big to me but that is besides the point!

I see Rod checking out what most guys like to check out on me as I turn to go into the showers.

"Well, I'm going to hit the showers" I say with a devilish grin while winking right in the direction of He Hate Me.

 

[Anakin20]

He Hate Me

"Perhaps I shoudl finally take my shower", I think to myself, anxious to find out what Belinda's wink might mean. No reporters are going to ask me questions here, so....
I followed Belinda into the shower, stripping off my jersey and shoulder pads as I went. Clad in only my football pants, my ebony skin glistened with sweat.

 

[NaturalBrunette]

I undo the front clasping top of my cheerleader uniform, my huge, firm breasts swinging free of their tight imprisonment, and throw it behind me into the laundry bin. I step out of my shorts and reveal my cute little butt and recently shaved pussy.

I turn on the water and let its warmth cascade over my body. I take my breasts in my hands and gently rub some of the cheap, team provided soap into them. I truly do love having such large breasts and they are worth every penny I spent on them. Especially if they can get me into porn after this gig is over.

Out the corner of my eye I notice that Rod took the hint and has come into the shower.

"Might as well give him a treat" I murmur as I turn around, giving him a great view of my perky little ass.

 

[Anakin20]

He Hate Me

My breath caught in my throat as Belinda bent over showing her gorgeous ass, as she soaped her legs. I could feel my cock stiffening, and my resolve weakening. I undid the belt and strings of my pants and moved closer, saying softly, "You look like you could use someone to soap your back, Belinda." I noticed her unbelieveably huge breasts, because I could see them even from behind. Fake tits were still tits, I reasoned.

 

[ariosto]

Antonio hung up his jock strap and strolled into the shower. He was the darkest caucasian on the team. The mediterranian sun was deep in his genes. At home they'd called him the Moor. In fact he often felt like Othello. He rested his head against the cool tile wall and pretended not to notice the bi-play going on to each side of him. Inspite of his attempt to remain unmoved he watched himself growing larger and harder. It was not only his foot that he was known for on the team.

 

[Honey_B]

Helga

After the pathetic little man's speech, Helga watched approvingly as her girls fanned out to pleasure the football players. It always gave her a rush to provide for the animalistic desires of men. They were such simple creatures.

She walked into the coach's office prepared to satisfy the desires of one of the simplest.

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

The General

My players are all useless sacks of shit, I thought as I sat and stared at the wall. Suddenly, my door opens and Helga enters, closing and locking the door behind her.

"I'm not sure I'm in the mood for anything right now," I say exasperated. She gives me an intimidating look as she walks right up to me. "Zou don't have zat much choice," she replys as she grabs me by the collar....

 

[Honey_B]

"It seems yer team ist loosing, Booby. I vill win our little vager, do you not sink?" she said with a smile bordering on the wicked.

She was dressed in a black jumpsuit that clung to her body like a second skin. Helga held up a leg encased a black leather boot. "Vould you like to concede defeat and start licking these now?"

Her toe found its way between the General's legs and she nudged the beginnings of his hard-on. She leaned over and took his dimpled chin into her hand. Helga forced the coach's face upwards so that she could look into his eyes.

"I vould like zat very much. You know how very much I like beating you." The double entendre was not lost on the man as she lowered the sole of her foot against the swelling between his legs. Fear and submission welled in his eyes. The sight fired Helga's body with the beginnings of arousal.

"Vell, answer me!"

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Bobby (The General) Smith

This dominating figure of a woman standing before me scared the living hell out of me. I'll be damned if she didn't arouse the shit out of me however. The problem was, I feared, that she didn't take me seriously.

My erection barely contained, I reached out to touch her face and draw it near. She recoiled back and slapped my hand away. "Zou don't have permizun to touch," Helga commanded.

"I don't want to lick your boots now, or ever because my boys are going to prevail," I responded, trying to put some backbone into it. "I think it would be best if you left, so I can work on my gameplan for the secound half." I finished.

 

[ManOSafety]

Grantheis Mitchell

Groaning at the touch of her hand on my painfully hard dick, I turn towards that lovely voice to see Georgia's face right beside mine. Pressing my lips against hers and my tongue into her mouth for a moment, I slowly pull away and smile at her,

"You know I'd love your help with that honey..."

 

[SWFreak]

Georgia

Smiling, I reached underneath his tight uniform pants, my hand squeezing around his hardness. I sucked his tongue onto my mouth. I felt his hands cup and gently squeeze my breasts. I'm sure he could feel my nipples harden underneath my t-shirt.

 

[ManOSafety]

Grantheis

Squeezing her firm breasts, I feel her nipples harden beneath my touch. My hands slide down her tight body and slip beneath her t-shirt, working their way back up to those firm breasts, unencumbered by a bra. Cupping them, my palms lightly grazing over her stiff nipples as we continue our kiss and she begins to stroke my cock.

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

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