Kent, Scholarship Student at the Academy and MFF hopeful

Kent Bexley turned up the volume of the TV and shifted closer to the screen, his bare butt only barely still touching the foot of his bed.

"And Janice Chae has him on the ropes!" shouted the commentator dramatically, the distant sound of the riotous crowd now shaking the clear panels surrounding the arena. Kent slowed down the furious stroking of his thick erection, trying to concentrate on the technique on display now that the drone camera had swooped in for a better angle.

"Fuck she looks tight," he breathed, needing to stop completely for a moment to admire the pale athlete's completely shaved pussy lips currently wrapped snugly around the thick and veiny cock of a professional. Her juices slid down his swollen balls, Kent noticing the sure signs that the owner of the trembling scrotum wasn't going to last very much longer. Janice Chae from the South Korean MFF team, a tall, amazingly proportioned light skinned beauty with shiny and flowing black hair had her one remaining Canadian opponent Lawrence "Lawrie" Lipton literally on the ropes. The man strained against the binds his arms and legs had gotten tangled in, a special obstacle put in place for this international exhibition match. It was like the rope ladder one might find in a jungle gym, but these ropes were made from soft silk threads. While they were thick they didn't cut into the skin like regular woven ropes would, and they were strong. Combined with the position the Korean had over the Canadian he was all but helpless under her glorious groinal ****. She was riding him cowboy now, her lithely muscled body pinning the pale man down, tits bouncing. The more her hips moved the less resistance he could muster.

"Chae will look to finish Lipton off here," continued the announcer, the camera angled in such a way that showed off the female player's spread ass and the cock pistoning in and out of her pussy in close detail while still managing to keep their faces in shot. Mostly the straining Canadian's grimace was captured. "And there she goes! It's the SK Kiss, Chae's signature finisher. Never underestimate a good lip lock, sportsfans. Mouths aren't just made for sucking dicks and licking pussies."

"Ooo jeez," groaned Lawrie, trying desperately to turn his head but Janice's hand held his chin as she swept his hair out of his face with her fingers. She licked his lips then took a moment to admire the white headband he wore with the red maple leaf emblazoned in the center. She kissed his lips again and he tried to breathe, tried not to look up at this gorgeous creature with big dark eyes, a perfect nose and full red lips being so gentle to his face while her tight wet cunt gripped and clenched his cock like she had a third hand down there.

"You are very handsome," she purred, her English perfect, accent slightly American if it had to be placed due to her time training in the States. "We would make a very pretty baby."

Lawrie whimpered helplessly. His stamina was already drained and now this. She hadn't said a word all match, other than when she shouted something in Korean when she was made to have her first orgasm during the opening salvo where he and Canadian teammate Tandy Newhouse had gotten their hands on her.

"Oh what's this?" came the bemused commentator, the sensitive mics in the arena cameras not only picking up the wet slapping of the players' bodies against each other but also their every word, whispered or otherwise. "Chae is adding dirty talk to her kiss finisher! I don't think the Canadians were expecting this! Especially not poor Lawrie! That was one of his most exploited weaknesses during the North American Cup!"

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck," said poor Lawrie.

"That's what you want right? To knock up this pretty little Asian slut... fuck I want it too," she sighed before taking his lips again, shutting him up for a few soft seconds with tender yet passionate kiss. "Cum in me, baby. Do it. Knock me up with that big thick Canadian cock. Do it for Canada. Oohh Canadaaa..."

"AAAHHHH!" were Lawrie's last 'words' and final thoughts on the matter, the camera capturing every pulsating movement of his cock as he unloaded into the Korean's pussy in vivid high definition. The chip embedded in the back of his neck detected this, his third orgasm, the last green circle next to his nameplate on the onscreen graphics blinking out. The referee's whistle blew. The crowd erupted, in more ways than one. Kent could see a few topless bodies with their tits pressed up against the glass, attractive sportsfans who had gotten too hot and bothered by the match to wait to get home, or to the privacy of their vehicles in the parking lot, or even a stall in the unisex bathrooms in the stadium, opting to fuck in the stands instead. Their wild and noisy celebration added to the erotic fever to the stadium, akin to the atmosphere of a real World Championship judging by the sounds coming out of the television's remaining built-in right speaker.

Kent couldn't hold out any longer either and grunted then moaned loudly, calling out his pleasure with guttural power, making as erotic a noise as he could. His cock spurted thick ropes that arced onto the hardwood floor, the sound of his cum splash drumming with how heavy his load was. He kept stroking, imagining he was Liption for a moment, that the world class Janice Chae was riding him and begging him to knock her up. Kent let his last spurts run down his shaft and onto his hand before standing as to not get anything on the bedsheets. He had also been careful not to stain his grey t-shirt which had the letters CFA in bold green stitching on the front of it. He wanted to wear this tomorrow at his first day on campus.

He watched the TV for a few more minutes in lieu of cleaning up his mess immediately, still gently stroking himself as post game interviewer Bouncy Barbara Feynman jiggled into frame. She was a short woman, only made shorter by how tall the majority of the athletes she interviewed were, but she had the definition of an hourglass figure. The curves of her bust and bottom were accentuated by the short hem of her tight fitting, low cut maroon dress.

"You all kept pretty quiet during that match until Janice struck out with some primo vulgar vocalizations in the final minutes. Was that your trump card or did you have a backup plan if that didn't work?" she asked brightly before sticking a microphone into the sweaty pink faces of the South Korean National MFF team. The lone male of the group, a tall and and leanly muscular man with short black hair in a much messier style than he had at the start of the match, laughed happily, his attractively angular features creased with giddiness from the win and his post orgasmic bliss. Instead of answering he wrapped around the interviewer's shoulder and grabbed her tits. Barbara only giggled at his attention, the blonde obviously not minding the strength of her handsome assailant as his hand slipped down her plunging neckline and pulled out her left nipple for all the world to see. This was why Barb got into sports broadcasting in the first place. Janice Chae chuckled with them then gently took the microphone, allowing Barbara to be pulled into her teammate's chest as he pressed his renewed hardness against the warm valley of the reporter's round ass while his hand searched up the her dress.

"Well Barb," began Chae, the newest addition to the team but also best practiced with English interviews. "We knew the Canadian lineup matched us in stamina and speed, so we needed to try and hold back as much as we could without giving them too much of a lead, then find a way to get the edge. Luckily I think Lawrie finds me to be quite pretty, and very breedable, so I was able to use that to my advantage after Son Jin-Young and Mak Park got knocked out."

Barbara was nodding, trying to maintain interest in their battleplan while Mak Park sucked on her neck and slid his powerful fingers over her now exposed crotch. The second female Korean player decided to join in and walked behind Janice to reach the reporter, pulling Barb's dress down completely to free both of her plump breasts. Jin-Young was slightly shorter than her teammates, though she had a bigger bust than her female compatriot and she seemed to enjoy comparing her pert mounds with the well endowed Barbara as she fondled the perky broadcaster. "That bit of Kiss and Tell at the end was just something I thought the fans might like," continued Janice, absently wiping some sweat that sheened over her tired, naked body. "And you guys in the Air Canada Centre are some of the loudest fans ever! Thank you for having us! We hope you enjoyed the match and came a lot!" She had to shout over the roaring and enthusiastic crowd near the end. No doubt many were now freshly converted fans of her and her teammates.

Kent grinned. Those would be his fans one day.