Smoking Schoolgirl Superstar Athlete, Part 2

SMOKING SCHOOLGIRL SUPERSAR ATHLETE
by Smokewriter
Part 2 of 3

 Laurie bounced the basketball to Nash and lit up another cigarette,
this time tucking the pack in the waistband of her gym shorts. "You
start, Coachie." she said, blowing a stream of smoke at him. The first
one to get to eleven points first wins. I'm ready when you are!"
 Nash was noticebly tense as he started dribbling the ball. Laurie put
her cigarette between her lips as she went into a defensive position.
She sensed the coach's tentativeness and quickly shot out her hand,
taking the ball cleanly away from him. Laurie made it look so easy as
she spun around, sprinted towards the basket for an easy layup shot,
puffs of smoke coming from the cigarette dangling from her lips. Laurie
1, Nash 0.
 Nash dribbled the ball again and Laurie stayed with him, taking the
cigarette from her mouth and sticking the hand that held it out at him.
This distracted him and he took a long, bad shot that Laurie easily
rebounded. She dribbled slowly towards the basket, showing her
incredible dexterity by switching her cigarette from one hand to the
other as the other hand dribbled the ball. She put on an awesome
display, transferring basketball and cigarette sometimes faster than one
time a second, but the cigarette was neither dropped nor damaged while
she kept control of the ball. She dribbled behind her back and between
her legs, her dexterity in handling the ball matched by her dexterity in
switching her cigarette from hand to hand simultaneously and with
blinding speed. This mesmerized everyone in the room, including Nash,
and Laurie easily brushed passed him for another basket.
 The next time she had the ball, Laurie dribbled mainly with her left
hand while putting her cigarette holding right hand in front of her,
just inches from Nash's face! Laurie was showing the teacher utter
disrespect in addition th thoroughly demolishing him. Nash scored a few
times, but once Laurie had seen all of his tricks she was ready for him,
stealing the ball, batting it down when he tried to shoot, always
getting the ball back and scoring herself. Once, while he jumped
pathetically, she shot the ball with the cigarette between the fingers
of her shooting hand, and the ball swished right through the net! Laurie
humiliated the coach even further by sowly dribbling the ball with one
hand while taking casual, almost absent- minded puffs with the other.
This infuriated  Nash to the point where he tried more desperately than
ever to lunge for the ball, but Laurie continued to smoke as she kept
the ball away from him, inching closer and closer to the basket before
faking him out, bouncing the ball between his own legs, spinning around
to keep posession and getting an easy basket. Nash  might have been a
gym teacher and coach, but the smoking schoolgirl was showing him up.
She then stood still while dribbling the ball, taking drags of her
cigarette, not letting Nash get near the ball despite his frantic
efforts. Then she took a long, deep drag, jumped high and swished the
ball into the basket while letting the smoke stream from her nostrils.
 With the score ten to three in Laurie's favor, she drove for the
basket. Nash grunted and went up with her, slamming his body against
hers in an attempt to block her shot. But Nash bounced off of Laurie
like a rubber ball and crashed to the floor as Laurie slam-dunked the
final shot, her feet landing by Ash's stunned body. She took out another
cigarette, lit it with the but of the one she had been smoking and
flicked her butt at Nash, hitting him in the face, infuriating him even
more. Laurie chuckled. "How's the weather down there, Coachie? Looks
like your body can't stand up to mine, literally!"
 Nash's face was redder than ever, in both anger and embarassment as the
kids looked on. "That was just luck!" he muttered. "I was off balance!"
 Once again, Laurie had goaded Nash into reacting exactl as she wanted,
leaving him vulnerable to her next challenge. "Oh really, Coachie?" she
giggled. "If you really don't believe that my body is superior to yours,
despite my smoking and the fact that I'm a girl, then let's have it out
over there!" she challenged, pointing her cigarette towards the
wrestling mat.
 The kids gasped. After demolishing the coach in three tests of athletic
kill and endurance, Laurie had issued the ultimate challenge:  The two
of them, girl vs. man, fighting it out for the girl's right to smoke or
the man's ability to stop  her. Laurie strutted towards the mat, thaking
a deep drag of her cigarette. As she held it in, Laurie felt a surge of
power through her body. The smoke, as always, was giving her strength.
 "I'm going to loosen up a bit for this one, Coachie!" Laurie announced
as she pulled her shirt off, revealing her black sports bra protecting
and suporting her ample breasts. Everyone gasped. Her rock-solid,
shapely torso was a sight to behold. Laurie tucked her pack of Marlboro
100s into her sports bra right between her cleavage. "Ready when you
are, Coachie!" she sang.
 Laurie showed far more poise and confidence than her male elder as they
circled each other on the mat. Nash, dripping with sweat, looked tense
and desperate. He knew that this was his last chance to save face. He
had instigated the confrontation eager to punish Laurie. Now punishment
was the last thing on his mind. He just wanted to avoid further
humiliation, and losing to Laurie at wrestling wound be the ultimate
humiliation. And he knew that if Laurie beat him now, he would never be
able to stop her from smoking whenever and wherever she wanted.
 Nash lunged at Laurie in an attempt to grab her, but while continuing
to smoke with her righ hand, she stuck out her left hand, catching Nash
on the neck and swatting him like a fly, throwing him to the ground. By
now all the girls were cheering wildly for their teammate, totally
unconcerned that they were upsetting a faculty member by doing so. Nash,
visibly shaken, got back to his feet unsteadily. He ran towards Laurie
and got her in a bear hug. But Laurie just chckled as he barely moved
her soid body. Laurie giggled. "You call that a bear hug, Coachie? Let
me show you a REAL bear hug!" Laurie put her Marlboro 100 between her
lips and snaked her arms around the coach's body. Nash felt as if a boa
constrictor was tightening around him as his vertebrae came close to
snapping and the air was forced out of his lungs. Meanwhile Laurie was
taking small, serene puffs from the cigarette dangling from her mouth.
Involuntarily he gave up by releasing his pathetic hold on her, and
Laurie thumped his chest with her own, sending him back to the mat.
 Laurie stood over her victim and took another drag. "Had enough,
Coachie? Want to give up and apologize yet, Coachie?" she taunted.
Nash's face turned a deeper shade of crimson than ever. Once again, the
girl had manipulated the man. He rushed to her again, trying to grab the
cigarette from her outstretched hand. But instead, Laurie got her arm
around her neck and put the coach into a headlock.
 Laurie's solid right biceps pushed up against Nash's Adams apple, once
again forcing the air out of his body. Desperately, he brought up both
of his hands to grasp her forearm in an attempt to keep her from
smoking. Laurie responded by pulling her arm towards her, showing Nash
and all the onlookers that her one arm was winning the test of strenght
over his two arms! Laurie's right hand held her cigarette, and inch by
inch she overpowered the teacher, bringing the cigarette closer to her
lips despite his frantic efforts to stop her. She was standing right
behind him as she held him, and he was able to see the bright red glow
of her cigarette tip as Laurie took a long drag, signifying yet another
display of athletic superiority over the coach by the smoking girl.
 Putting her cigarette back in her mouth, Laurie suddenly released Nash
and got him in a boston crab hold, bending him painfully backwards.
"Give up yet, Coachie?" she drawled before releasing him and giving his
back a push with her sneaker, sending him back down to the mat.
 Despite the repated humiliation that Laurie was subjecting Nash to, his
pride and ego woudn't let him back down even though it was apparent to
all of the kids watching them that the schoolgirl had proved her
athletic and strength superiority over the coach, while constantly
smoking the whole time. Nash flailed desperately and wildly, and his
hand brushed against the sports bra cup holding her left breast.
 Laurie quickly transferred the cigarette from her right hand to her
left and grabbed two of Nash's offending fingers with her right hand.
She bent his fingers backwards and he yelped in pain. He brought up his
other hand and tried to free his fingers from Lrie's grip. But the girl
was too quick for him and before he knew it, Laurie had wrapped her fist
arounbd two fingers of htat hand too! Now four of Nash's fingers, two
from each hand, were imprisioned in Laurie's fist.
 Ash moaned helplessly as Laurie suddenly jerked her fist, bending his
fingers sharply backwards. Slowly she  lowered her fist, and Ash, in
terrible pain, involuntarily tried to ease the pressure by bending down
with her
 The coach's head was spinning. He never liked Laurie, considering her
to be a bratty kid. H had a problem with female athletes in general, but
especially this bratty, butchy kid. He was so looking forward to
punishing her for smoking, but instead the smoking schoolgirl was
punishing the teacher! The bratty, bitchy youngster was imposing her
will over the coach, and was driving him slowly to his knees, and he
couldn't stop her!
 All the while, while causing the coach agony with her right hand,
Laurie was taking long, languid puffs with her left hand. Even after
having gotten the better of Nash at every turn in the last hour, the
ease at which she was demoshing him couldn't have been more apparent. He
pathetically tried topull his hands out of her grip but Laurie just
increased the pressure. The coach looked up at Laurie. She hadn't even
broken a sweat and now seemed to be ignoring him as she casually blew
lazy smoke rings towards the ceiling. Her expression was that of someone
who was unaware of what she was doing to her adversary, but inside the
smoking schoolgirl was welling with pride at her victor over the
teacher. He was fully aware of how pathetic he looked as Laurie
effortlessly put him in excruciating pain while smoking non-chalantly.
As she took another long drag and blew more perfet rings, Nash finally
landed on her knees. "PLEASE LET ME GO!" he croaked in desperation.
 Laurie gave a low, menacing chuckle. She had finally made Nash admit
his defeat, but his resistance gave her an excuse to continue her
punishent. "If you had admitted defeat and apologized to me for trying
to punish me before, Coachie, when I gave you several opportunities, you
wouldn't be in all this pain!"
 "OH GOD, LAURIE, I APOLOGIZE!" Nash shrieked. PLEASE LET ME GO! YOU
WIN!"
 Laurie took another leisurely puff while keeping a tight fist around
Nash's fingers. "Sorry, Coachie!" she purred. "You gave me too much shit
instead of foing the smart thing and giving up when I gave you the
chance right after I desgtroyed you in the mile race! Now you'll have to
pay some extra punishment before I let  you go!"
 "OH GOD, LAURIE, I'M SO, SO SORRY!"  wailed Nash. "JUST LET ME GO AND
I'LL NEVER BOTHER YOU ABOUT SMOKING AGAIN, I PROMISE!"
 Even Laurie wa a bit surprised at what she had just made the teacher
say, but she was enjing this toom much to stop just yet. "
and how about the other students, Coachie?" she persisted. "You won't
ever bother them about smoking either, will you, Coachie?"
 "NO, NO, LAURIE, NOT THE OTHER KIDS EITHER! I'LL LET YOU ALL SMOE! BUT
GOD, LAURIE, PLEASE, LET GO OF MY HANDS! PLEASE, LAURIE I BEG YOU!"
 Laurie blew more smoke rings. "That's very good so far, Coachie, but
not enough,. There are still a couple of things I want to do with you!"
Nash looked up, puzzled by her words, when she ssuddenly kneed him in
the gut. As he groaned, Laurie flicked her butt into the coach's mouth.
Laurie could hear the hot coal extinguish as it hit the back of the roof
of his mouth. He tried to spit it out but he was gagging from the stale
smoke in his mouth and inadvertently swallowed it down.
 As Nash was gagging, Laurie released her grip and got the coach in a
painful full-jelson. She dropped to the mat, taking Nash with her as se
landed with a thud in front of her as she kept her grip on him. She
snaked her long, powerful, hard but lean legs around his waist, locked
her ankles in front of him and now she had him in a painful scissors
hold as well as the sitting full-nelsonn!
 Holding Nash's hands behind him, Laurie manipulated them to the point
where she quickly took hold, once again, of both of his hands in her
right hand. With her now free left hand she removed two cigarettes and
the lighter from the red and white pack that rested between her
breasts.She lit one, the tip just inches from Nash's nose. "Now,
Coachie, for being such an asshole and for trying to punish me for
smoking, you will now smoke a cigarette yourself!
 The kids all gasped. Nash was aghast at what the smokng brat was making
him do.

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