I motioned for Roger to join us. I wasn’t sure if he asked Coach Dawson for permission or just came over, but he was soon standing next to Chad. I reached out with my left hand and started to caress his cock through his pants. The scene seemed to suck the life out of the room as everyone stared at the three of us. I pulled at his belt and he helped me open it. He didn’t wait for me to work on his pants. They came down, along with his underwear, and his hard cock extended from his abdomen, already engorged with his lust. I started to stroke it with my hand while I continued taking Chad’s cock into my throat. Roger’s cock pulsated in my hand while Chad’s cock throbbed in my throat. I started to get more excited as I felt the men’s lust for me. My pussy was on fire again, ready to be satisfied. I pointed at Jerrod and motioned for him to take care of it. It was strange having that kind of control, but my body was guiding me through things my mind could hardly comprehend. I swallowed Chad’s cock quickly, moving up and down his cock until his cum was replaced with my saliva.
“Start the timer, coach.” Jerrod climbed behind me on the table. “It looks like I’m in the game.”
“That’s a bit of an unfair advantage...” Hank muttered softly.
“Look how turned on she is, Hank.” Coach Dawson’s words were almost a growl. “Jerrod’s up next by luck of the draw and I don’t think it’ll take him six minutes—hell, he might break my record regardless.”
“That’s fine.” Hank exhaled with a sigh. “The loser’s bracket looks like a good place to be.”
I’m the real winner here, that’s for damn sure.
Chapter 12: Jerrod
I was the fucking quarterback and I had always been a cocky son of a bitch. I’d known I owned the world since the first time I threw a spiral. Women fell at my feet from the first moment I hit one of my receivers for a game winning touchdown. Football was everything in Texas and it didn’t matter if I was suiting up for the varsity team when I was too young to fit in the shoulder pads or suiting up for my rookie season in the NFL while the rest of the quarterbacks in my draft class rode the bench—I was the fucking man. The only thing missing was a Big Game ring, but I planned to change that before the year was over—well, that and Mia. Mia was what I needed even before I first laid eyes on her beautiful virginity. People said I was cocky, arrogant, and a bit rude. I felt a lot of that evaporate when I was near Mia. I didn’t even know how to explain it. Eating pussy was never really my thing, but I was drawn to Mia’s luscious mound.
“Don’t keep the lady waiting.” Coach Dawson hit the table and snapped me from the trance I was in while I stared at her pussy.
“Yes sir!” I moved my tongue between her legs from behind, licking her wetness like a man possessed.
Winning meant everything to me. I never took my losses in stride. I beat the fuck out of myself after every game when I couldn’t deliver the game winning touchdowns. Every team had someone like Matt and Chad that made it their mission to destroy me. Coach Dawson had bought the biggest thugs he could find to keep them off me and I owed that man all my success, even if my pride refused to let me admit it. It seemed I was going to owe him a lot more than grati
tude for delivering the gorgeous Mia to us. She was a breath of fresh air and almost intoxicating. I ran my tongue along the middle of her pussy, driving it into her pussy until I tasted the seal of her virginity. What a wonderful prize that would be to the one who earned the right to have it. I wanted it to be me—I needed it. I pulled back for a moment to catch my breath and saw Mia swallowing Chad’s enormous cock while she furiously stroked Roger. I never got excited to watch another man’s dick in action, but all I could envision was mine taking their place as I went back to work on her pussy.
“This is better than any porn I’ve ever watched.” Joe leaned forward and backwards, rocking the table like he was a beast needing to be unleashed. I felt the same way with my cock throbbing in my pants.
I massaged her clitoris and her pussy as fast as I could, making her hips move against my tongue. I pushed it out of my mouth in a tight triangle and she practically rode it like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco. I squeezed her ass and parted them. Her anus was so tight and clenched that I started to envision being the first to have it. All the girls that ever agreed to anal with me were veterans of having it pillaged. Mia’s untouched virgin anus was almost as exciting as her pussy. I ran my tongue down her pussy and then up to the edge of the clenched star-shaped pattern. I felt her react immediately and after a few seconds of trepidation she relaxed and started to moan. I licked around the rim quickly, building up the moans before I returned to her pussy and started plunging inside. She rocked her hips and moved with a faster pace, so I slid my tongue to her clitoris and swirled around it. I felt her started to tense up and then a quick release followed. She pulled Chad’s cock out of her mouth and started to simply squeal as her body came to climax.
“That’s a new record.” Coach Dawson’s voice sounded surprised. “Four minutes.”
“I told you, coach.” I leaned back on my knees.
“Nice trick at the end there. You took a risk—not all girls like that.” Coach Dawson laughed lightly, but I could tell he was impressed.
“Mia did.” I reached over and smacked her ass hard enough to leave a light pink imprint of my hand. “I bet she even likes it rough.”
My attention was drawn to Roger, who was shaking and throbbing. I could tell he was about to blow his load from the stroking she was giving him. Before he got a chance to erupt, Mia moved her mouth over to his cock and swallowed it, taking him into her throat. Roger grabbed the back of her head and his eyes rolled back. His abdominal muscled tightened as he emptied his cum into Mia’s willing throat. She swallowed quick and when she finally pulled her lips off his cock, he was dripping with nothing but saliva. He took a step to the side and sat down, leaning back with a smile. Mia didn’t lose a step. She went right back to work on Chad and motioned for Joe to come over. They could have their fun, because I was in the winner’s bracket. I started to stand, but I felt Mia’s hand on my shirt. She pulled me back down towards her orgasm soaked pussy and pushed it towards me again.
“You must have been really good.” Matt laughed. “You’re getting round two.”
“We’ve got the winners bracket.” Coach Dawson put the timer on the table. “Matt, Jerrod and—me.”
“I guess I’ll just settle for a blowjob.” Hank laughed slightly and let out a moan combined with a sigh.
I’m going for the prize—but first I’m going to make this virgin cum again with my tongue.
Chapter 13: Mia
The emotions going through my head were out of control. I felt like someone who had lived under a rock their entire life suddenly seeing the light of day. It was blinding—the pleasure was like the hot sun melting my skin. My appetite seemed to get more ravenous by the second. I shouldn’t have even been able to function, but feeling Roger explode in my throat while Jerrod made my eighth orgasm erupt just whispered new life into my sexual fueled engine. It roared with desire and I wanted to feel Jerrod’s amazing tongue again. Coach Dawson was great—amazing even—but Jerrod had no boundaries. I would have never voluntarily agreed to let someone lick my asshole, but having his tongue against it made me crave it again. The thought of having a cock in there made me quiver and I hadn’t even felt one inside of my virgin pussy yet. If seven men were all going to work together to satisfy me, then I was going to make sure each one of them wanted for nothing. They were all going to be drained and exhausted when I was done with them.
“Mia, your hand is like velvet.” Joe moaned when I started to stroke his cock.
“Wait until you feel how hot and wet her mouth is.” Roger’s words were still mixed with exhaustion. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
If my lips weren’t wrapped around Chad’s enormous, throbbing cock, I would have smiled. Chad’s first ejaculation had left him a little spent, but I had gotten his cock roaring again. I could feel the tension building up and I knew it would be time for another man to take his place soon. If my facts weren’t getting confused in my sexually depraved mind, I was going to have Matt, Coach Dawson or Jerrod inside of me before the night was done—the way I was feeling at that point, I was ready for all three. Jerrod’s tongue was fanning flames of desire I had never known could exist. Without the timer working against him, he was moving slow, paying attention to my anus as much as my pussy, which was making my whole body tingle and almost short circuit from pleasure.
“I’m gonna cum...” Chad moaned and gripped the sides of my head.
I started work Chad’s dick between my lips faster, putting as much effort as I could muster with exhaustion and Jerrod’s tongue colliding with the thrill of so many orgasms I was almost vibrating from the non-stop pleasure. I felt Chad’s cock throbbing and pulsating as I took him deep, swallowing every inch of his length. His glans tensed up and I could feel cum surging through his shaft. I started swallowing when I felt the first enormous squirt of his manhood and then it started coming out in steady streams. I couldn’t believe he had so much left after what I had seen splattered on his cock and his legs, not to mention what had soaked into his pants. I swallowed cum until I thought I was going to choke before he was finally done. I slid his cock between my lips and licked the last of it off the tip before I watched it slowly drop and begin to release the tension built up for so long.