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Cheers surrounded her, but none of them for her as she pressed her hands to her knees. Panting, staring at the grass. Nearby the recipient of those cheers was bouncing on her feet, waving at the crowds in the stands. Laughing, celebrating her debut victory.
Squeaky sniffed, a hand coming up to wipe at her eyes. She could feel them, the tears prickling at the corners, threatening to spill out as she finally looked up to the stands. Looking about before spotting the small group gathered together, watching her.
She could barely hear them, but with a brave little wave to them she turned to make her way down into the tunnels. Seeking the quiet of the greenroom assigned to her.
Oh how she loved her girlfriends.
A hiss escaping her lips with every step however, her arms crossing underneath her bountiful chest as if they could ease the pressure she felt. “Ow, ow, ow…” Just trying to prevent any movement as she gingerly made her way down.
Pushing open the door, she blinked, before giving a small chuckle. Smiling as she spotted Narita Brian chilling in a chair, with Chemical Instinct lounging across her lap. “Hello you two… sorry I couldn’t come home as the winner.”
Chemical was up in an instant, her neon red hair bouncing in the wind as her arms went to wrap around Squeaky’s waist. It was only the whimper of pain that stopped her advance. “Shrieky, you ok hun?”
She shook her head quickly, even as she felt Brian’s rougher hands gently touching her shoulder.
“Where do you hurt? If it's your legs Squeaky.” Brian’s voice was soft, the roughness of it caressing her cheek.
Squeaky’s head shook again, though it was accompanied with a bright blush.
“Squeaky…”
Squeaky heard that, and whimpered for a moment before a snicker crossed her lip. One hand began to tug her shirt upwards, the material gathering on her arm, before she gave it one final pull upwards to expose a heavy tit clad in a bra.
“... This isn’t the time for flir-asoijnafd… SQUEAKY!”
Chemical was giggling behind her hand, hiding her obvious smile for the moment as she stared at her two lovers. Brian glaring down at Squeaky, milk dripping from her face. Squeaky stood there, a wide grin on her face, and her hand wrapped around her tit. Milk dripping from her leaky nipple.
Brian’s hand slowly raised to wipe her face at least somewhat dry. “... We didn’t drain you this morning, did we?” Any fury that might have been there had already disappeared, her ears dipping down as she looked down at Squeaky.
Squeaky’s head slowly shook, giving a sheepish smile. “Yeah, uh, I… I think the nerves and panic to get here on time just. Just made me forget it all you know? It.. It wasn’t until I was in the gate that I started to feel the strain. Sorry, it… it fucked with my run. Every stride hurt.”
Chemical gasped, her hands coming up to her mouth before she reached out to pull Squeaky over to the chair. Shoving her into it before pushing her so she was basically leaning back. Those cherry lips wrapping around Squeaky’s leaky nipple and sucking hard.
Squeaky yelped at first at being handled like that, but soon shuddered as she let loose a moan at feeling that pressure ease in her tit. “O-Oh… fuck… fuck….” Whimpering as she relaxed into it.
Nearby Brian was rubbing at her face, her teeth grit in the moment. Eyes screwing shut before letting loose a low, whispered curse of frustration before stomping over to two of her lovers. One far newer than the other.
Brian’s hand gently caressed Squeaky’s cheek, to gather her attention. “We’ll make sure it’s all good next time, love. Sorry for fucking it up for you.” Whispering softly, Brian smiled faintly as she saw Squeaky smile widely. Leaning in to kiss her gently even as those greedy sucking sounds happened mere inches away from her. “Now, let's even you out.. And give you a lovely reward.”
The hand left Squeaky’s cheek, quickly exposing the other breast. Brian’s lips latching onto that nipple quickly, teeth tugging it for a moment. Earning a squirt of milk and an eager moan.
Squeaky whimpered softly as she looked down at two of her lovers. Their lips wrapped around her teats, greedily sucking her dry of milk. It sent a right shiver of pleasure right down her spine. Her moans were soft and eager. Hands reaching up around the back of their heads, gently cradling them to her chest.
When she felt a hand pushing into her shorts she yelped in surprise, her hips bucking up in surprise as Chemmy and Brian’s hands both made their way into her shorts. Glancing down, between her lover’s heads she could see Brian’s hand cupping Chemical’s smaller one. Half guiding her neon-haired lover’s motions.
“Oh fuck.. Y-you two…” Whimpering softly. “I-I’ve got a winning live to g-get washed and dressed for!”
“Then we better get you off quickly, right?” Chemical whispered, grinning around that tit for a moment.
Those words were punctuated by those two middle fingers slipping into her cunt. Squeaky’s eyes widened as her back arched upwards, squishing her mountains into those beautiful faces. “Ooh… OOoh!” Her voice jumped an octave as she felt another set of fingers slip in as well.
Four fingers burying themselves in her cunt, her thighs leapt up to squeeze together in the pleasure overload. Slowly they eased down, as she realised they had both stopped moving, and sucking at her much lighter tits. Yet, that filling sensation didn’t go away as Squeaky looked between the two of them.
“W-Wha noo-aahh!” Speaking was a mistake for Squeaky as Brian took that as the perfect moment to get started. That larger, rougher hand dragging Chemical’s out as well, before slamming them both in once more. The wet impact echoed around their small greenroom. Pleasure rippling up her spine, Squeaky whimpered softly. Her mouth hung open, tongue lulling out for a moment to wet her lips.
Lips that Brian took the moment to steal, leaning in to kiss her squarely as those fingers continued their eager pace. The schlick, and slaps dominating the quiet space as Brian ravaged her mouth. Her free hand grasping her hair, fingers threading through them to hold her tight.
“You’re such a good girl Squeaky. We’re all so proud of you.” The whispered voice of Chemical caressed her ears, a gentle kiss pressed to the arch as well.
“You ran your debut so well. Snuggley thought you were so brave, she spotted your ache first. So brave.” Another kiss, a clench of her cunt around those fingers as she felt herself swarming warmly in the moment.
“Bucket couldn’t stop cheering you on, you make her want to run again.” Her whimper silenced by that never ending kiss. The praise made her weak.
“Dairy is so proud of your pacing. She noted how your furlongs ran so perfectly for you. Each one, an improvement.” Her moan wasn’t so muffled as her hips began to buck up against those fingers. Her eyes closed, basking in every sensation given to her.
“Shots’s eyes were alight with passion, she can’t wait to get her hands on you. You inspired her again.” Squeaky’s cunt was soaked, those fingers drenched. The uma’s running shorts were sodden even as her hips slapped upwards against those palms.
“Chemise loves you. Chemise wants to run against you. Chemise believes in you, Squeaky. Make your dreams come true.” Teeth tugged at her ear.
Squeaky squeezed them both in tightly as she came. Lightning bolts of pleasure shot through her body. Her thighs squeezed at nothing for a few seconds as she came undone in their arms. Eventually sagging back into her chair, sucking in air as Brian and Chemical looked down at her, even as she stared at the ceiling. Blinking in the moment.
“Holy shit…” Her whisper brought a small laugh from the two others, feeling their kisses feather against her blushing cheeks. Her hips pulling upwards, moaning once more as those two sets of fingers were drawn from within her. Leaving her to flop back into the chair bonelessly for a moment more.
There Squeaky lay, smiling as she watched Chemical clean her own hand, and Brian’s with a small eagerness.
“Well, fuck… I hope my legs work in time for the winning live now.” Drawing a laugh from the other two, before Brian’s arms wrapped around her to pick her up.
“Well, guess I’ll have to help you shower then won’t I?” Brian took steps towards the small shower, leaving Chemical pouting for a moment behind them.
“Well I’m going to dress her up then! Don’t you dare fuck her in there though!”
Squeaky laughed, leaning into Brian’s shoulder. Listening to the light hearted bickering, her eyes closing even as she could feel her clothes and shoes being removed from her.
She loved her girlfriends.
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The music blared around the three dancing umas. Bodies moving in set routines as voices rang out, singing loudly to the tune of Make Debut.
Squeaky’s legs were shaking as she danced, not because she ran, and not because she was nervous. She was shaking in the aftershocks of her playful lovers. Her voice quivering lightly, spotting her little group there with penlights cheering her on.
Her cheeks flushing as Chemical was up on Dairy’s shoulders, letting the shorter uma see much easier through the crowds.
Squeaky couldn’t resist it, she threw a kiss out to her girlfriends, giggling before slipping back into the song once more. Her cunt throbbing from the memory of those fingers buried deep in her. Cheeks flushing as she danced to the song's beat.
Goddesses she was so lucky.
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Squeaky’s feet pounded along the turf, she could feel it almost sing beneath her as she ran down that final straight. A wide grin spread across her lips, she had seen no one else that entire run. Straight out to the front, she held on to her lead the entire length.
Pride blossomed in her heart as she soared across that line.
“She’s done it! Squeaky Clean led the entire sprint! From gate to goal! Squeaky Clean has won!”
There was no hiding her laughter and joy as she came to a slow, arms stretching up high as she turned to the crowds. Waving madly, her laughter still bubbling up within her chest. Soaking in the cheers she was so denied last time.
Yet, her eyes searched this time, once more looking for her group. Her little pack of love. Grinning as she saw them up on their feet, jumping, cheering for her. Her grin grew just that little bit wider.
She loved her girlfriends.