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Chapter 5
by
irenemohanta
What should I do?
I'm a Team Player!
There was a groan from the crowd behind me as Sarah’s beckoning to me transformed into a squeal of delight. Bobby hadn’t waited to get through the door to begin his **** on her pussy. In quick succession, I heard the sound of a slap on Sarah’s ass and Bobby kicking open the door. I felt every remaining gaze in the room turn toward me. As my friend and the man who was about to fuck her disappeared into the hallway, I was still savoring the mixture of Sarah’s body and my juices on my tongue, and I was still dripping even after my orgasm. What I wasn’t doing was making a choice. But I knew hesitating just a moment more would be all the opening these men needed.
My daze broke abruptly as I heard the door slam in front of me. My heart fluttered as I realized the decision was made. The night led me here and I was having an amazing time so far … I was shocked to come to the full understanding of how depraved I was ready to be. Besides … the boys did a great job playing … some sport. I didn’t actually know what team this was, and somehow the anonymity made me even hotter.
I felt a hand close around mine, sending goosebumps over my flesh. I turned to see a not very athletic looking guy in glasses and smiled. Silently, he led me to a couch toward the back of the room. As we passed through the crowd, each guy pawed at my tits, pinched my ass, or found some way to grope as much of me as possible. I just kept my smile and kept moving until I found myself on the couch staring into the eyes of another stranger. He was wearing a tee shirt and ripped jeans. I was wearing nothing at all. He pulled me in for a kiss, melting whatever hesitation I had been holding onto. I felt the one who was still holding my hand caress me from behind.

“Oh yes,” I thought, “these boys definitely deserve their prize.”
We broke the kiss a little sooner than I would have liked, but before I could protest, I found myself pulled onto my back and my legs lifted into the air. The man I had been kissing wasted no time and dove in face first to my still pulsating pussy. I let out a loud moan as he hit the same spots Sarah had just a few minutes before.

I managed to open my eyes for a moment to take a quick look around the room. The crowd was pushing in closer and looked to be on the brink of chaos. None of them seemed to be particularly imposing physically, but there were a lot of them, and every one of them had the same intention. Through an impending orgasm, I realized that I needed to take control of the situation or this could turn out very badly for me. Unfortunately, ripped jeans guy managed to hit my clit in just the right spot to send me over the edge. My back arched off of the couch involuntarily and my eyes rolled back into my head as I screamed lustily at the top of my lungs.
When I regained my senses, panting heavily, there was a cock waiting to enter my mouth and another one positioned behind me. Hungrily, I took the first one into my mouth savoring the salty sweat over my tongue. I looked over my shoulder urging the guy behind me to enter with my eyes. I caught a devilish smirk on his face in the brief moment before he unceremoniously lubed up the head of his penis with spit and **** it into my virgin asshole. I let out a surprised, blowojob-muffled squeal, having expected him to use my cunt, but he was relentless. After a few powerful thrusts from both ends, I was again in heaven, loving every second of being spit-roasted.

We continued like that for what seemed like an eternity, each second of which the rest of the crowd became bolder, touching me, squeezing my breasts, and even licking my nipples or sticking a few rough fingers into my pussy. Several boys seemed to take pleasure in slapping my bouncing tits and calling me a whore. Even if I hadn’t been to occupied to respond, I wouldn’t have denied it.
After a few minutes, the others began getting impatient, and thankfully, the two men fucking me decided to let someone else have some fun with me. As soon as the first two cocks were out of me, two more took their place.

I spent all night on that couch, or beside it with different men using all three of my holes in every combination imaginable. Sometimes it was as it started, my ass and my mouth

Other times it was my ass and my pussy

And other times it was two cocks in my mouth

Whatever the combination, I was orgasming almost constantly. These boys were using me to my fullest potential, and it was everything I needed at that moment.
Before long, the boys began to lose control, and after each having tried all of my holes multiple times, I could tell they were ready to cum. I slid onto the floor during a brief moment where I wasn’t being fucked and focused my attention on the nearest throbbing cock, sliding my hands along its girth. The soft touch was enough for him to explode, dousing me in semen delightfully.

This opened the proverbial floodgates, as each guy took his turn shooting into my mouth or onto my chest. Dutifully, I did my best to catch every drop either on my waiting tongue

On my perky tits

Or, really, just wherever they wanted

After they had all spent themselves and emptied their loads onto and into me, I let out a deep sigh of contentment and smiled. “So what sport do you boys play again?” I was genuinely curious; after all, if I was their prize, I should at least know how they earned me.
The whole room erupted in a chuckle. Ripped Jeans guy explained, “Sport? We’re the chess team!”
My eyes shot open to see if he was joking, but looking around, it finally dawned on me that none of these guys was any more athletic looking than the one who had first led me to the couch. Incidentally, he was behind me, resting the tip of his softening cock on my forehead, after having thoughtfully wiped it clean with a fistful of my hair.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of me having fucked a chess team. But honestly, I was too satisfied to be judgmental in that moment. “Well,” I said, “at least you’re a good chess team.”
From behind me, I heard, “Sure we are … with the right motivation. Interested in sticking around and, uh, motivating us some more?”
I considered it for a moment as I shifted my head to bring the nearest cock into my mouth for a proper cleaning. It could be fun to be a slutty cheerleader for a bunch of nerds, but then again, it’s a big campus. Surely there were plenty of new adventures to find … and fuck.
Would you rather be queen of the college nerds or check out what else the campus has to offer?
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