Double the women, double the fun

Marc flung open the door to the locker room with a loud bang. “Guys, we may have lost—but this is the damn consolation prize!”

Twenty horny, muscle-bound, sweat-drenched guys pushed their way in. Their cocks were already pressing thick and hard against the thin fabric of their pants, some already showing distinct pre-cum stains. The sight that awaited them was just as kinky as promised.

Two completely naked young women sat bound to the benches—arms brutally pulled upward and chained to hooks, legs spread obscenely wide and secured with spreader bars. Perched on their shoulders were the huge, fluffy mascot heads: a wolf and a fox, which wobbled ridiculously back and forth with every **** twitch and whimper. Their naked bodies glistened oily and slippery from the special heat lotion that made their skin glow.

The bold marker inscriptions on their tits and bellies glowed provocatively: Susi: “Public Booth Slut – Pussy & Ass Free for the Whole Team”

Silke: “Team Cum Collector – Bareback Only, No Condoms Allowed”

Their smooth, shaved pussies were already heavily swollen, the labia thick and glossy. Small, powerful vibrators hummed deep inside their holes, driving them wild. Thick, glistening strands of their pussy juice dripped continuously from their open slits, trailing long threads all the way to the bench and already forming small puddles. Both girls were so wet that it squelched whenever they so much as twitched. A burly security guard stood in the corner with his arms crossed, grinning widely. “The rules are clear, you horny sluts. You can cum all over pussies and asses to your heart’s content. Mouths stay shut. Anyone who tries to take off the gags or masks gets kicked out. And nobody touches the timers.”

The digital timers ticked loudly: 72 minutes for Susi, 68 minutes for Silke.

The security guard pulled the two vibrating dildos out of their holes with a wet smacking sound. That was the starting signal. Immediately, the mob charged like a horde of wild animals.

Two players threw themselves at Susi at the same time. The big receiver with the extremely thick, mushroom-shaped cock spat on his swollen glans and rammed the fat shaft all the way into her tight, dripping cunt with a brutal thrust. The wet, smacking SPLASH echoed through the locker room. Susi screamed muffledly into her gag, her eyes rolling back as her whole body arched.

Even as he fucked her with hard, deep thrusts, a second guy pressed his long, thick glans against her tight asshole. He pushed himself in slowly but mercilessly. You could see exactly how her pink asshole stretched brutally, tightening red and shiny around the thick shaft. The two huge cocks rubbed against each other through the thin wall—clearly visible as a thick bulge beneath her smooth belly. Susi was being fucked through and through, both holes stretched to the limit.

Silke was taken even harder. One of them hammered his heavy, thick cock into her soaking wet pussy in brutal, short thrusts, pulling long, white strands out of her with every withdrawal. Another had sunk his long, curved cock all the way up to his balls into her ass. Every time he pulled it out, her asshole gaped wide open for a moment—a deep pink, glistening hole that was immediately stuffed back up by a new thick cock.

Within minutes, the air became stifling, hot, and heavy with the stench of sweat, horny men, lube, pussy juice, and fresh cum.

Many stuck to the rules. Others didn’t. A burly defender grunted loudly and animalistically as he came deep inside Susi’s pussy. You could see his thick cock pulsing and pumping thick, creamy spurts of hot cum into her. When he pulled out, a veritable avalanche of white, thick cream gushed out of her wide-open, fucked-out pussy. Thick clumps ran down her ass and onto the bench. The next player didn’t hesitate for a second—he shoved his now slippery, cum-smeared cock right into the warm, cum-filled mess and fucked the foreign cum even deeper into her. With every thrust, the creamy mixture of cum and pussy juice squirted out and slapped against his balls.

After a short time, Susi’s and Silke’s holes looked completely fucked out: bright red, severely swollen, gaping slightly open. Again and again, fresh, thick cum oozed out in heavy drops, ran in long strands down their shiny thighs, and pooled in large, slippery puddles under the benches. Their assholes were so stretched that with some thrusts you could see deep into the pink, glistening interior before a thick, pulsing cock mercilessly tore them open again.

The timers ticked relentlessly: 1 minute and 6 minutes.

The guard stood motionless, his gaze fixed on the two masked, whimpering, dripping fuck toys. He made sure no one removed the funny mascot heads or loosened the gags.

The two girls could only whimper helplessly, twitch, and let more and more cum drip from their ruined holes—anonymous, completely dehumanized, and utterly at the mercy of the horny, sweaty mob for the remaining time.

Susi’s inner thoughts: This can’t be… this can’t be real… I’m naked, tied up, pumped full of cum, and everyone is watching me. I can feel it running out of my pussy and my ass, warm and sticky… and I’m so wet, so damn horny. My body is trembling again; I’m about to come for the third time. But I’m so ashamed… I just wanted to take selfies. Now I’m just a hole for an entire team. Everyone can see how my pussy is wide open and cum is oozing out. I want to die… but I can’t stop dripping.

Jan’s inner monologue: Damn, Lisa… you’re a fucking genius. The whole plan worked out perfectly. Tim humiliated, Karin publicly fucked, and these two stupid fans collected as a bonus. Susi and Silke thought they were just taking harmless selfies—and now they’re being used as cum receptacles live by a full professional team. And the best part: no one can pin anything on us. The groundskeepers just “arrested the snoopers,” the security guard is keeping an eye on the rules, and the girls can’t even scream. And best of all, in a few hours we’ll be raking in a whopping 300,000 euros from the bookie. I love this woman. Absolutely brilliant.

Silke’s inner thoughts: Oh God… I’m drowning in shame. My ass is on fire, my pussy is so full that cum squirts out with every thrust… and yet I’m already coming again. I hate myself for how horny this makes me. But… what did the groundskeeper actually mean earlier when he said “Susi gave us a tip”? Why did he say that? Susi didn’t say anything… did she? How did they know exactly that we’re here? This… none of this makes sense.

The time lock suddenly beeped shrilly. Silke’s timer jumped to zero.

Immediately, the burly security guard barked, “Stop! Time’s up!”

The last guy, who had just been pounding Silke, reluctantly pulled his thick, shiny, cum-smeared cock out of her ravaged holes. Thick white strands hung from her gaping asshole and swollen cunt, splattering onto the bench and the floor.

Silke was gasping heavily, her whole body trembling. With an angry jerk, she ripped the fluffy fox head off her head and hurled it into the corner. “WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!” she screamed, her face bright red. “Are you guys completely sick?!”

Marc and the security guard flinched. Both stared at her in shock—that wasn’t the reaction they’d expected. “Hey, calm down!” Marc said quickly, raising his hands in a soothing gesture. “Your girlfriend with the wolf head over there planned all this. She thought it would be a blast for the two of you. She specifically warned us that you might act up at first, but that we should go through with it anyway.”

The security guard nodded. “Exactly. She went over all the rules with us and even brought us the masks and restraints.”

Silke stared at him with wide eyes. It was slowly sinking in. Everything fell into place. The secret conversations, Susi’s strange grin over the last few days, her constant hints… She turned her head to the side.

There sat Susi—still bound, with the huge wolf’s head on her shoulders. Her arms were still brutally pulled upward, her legs spread obscenely. Just then, a big, sweaty linebacker rammed his thick cock into Susi’s dripping cunt with brutal thrusts. Susi’s body jerked with every hard thrust; thick strands of cum were already running out of both holes, her tits bouncing wildly. The wet smacking and slapping of flesh against flesh filled the cabin.

Silke stared at her own open handcuffs, then at Susi’s still tightly locked restraints. “Why… why am I already free?” she whispered hoarsely.