What they saw:

Susi was still lying exactly as Silke had positioned her—strapped across two benches on her back, her head hanging far back over the edge, her legs raised and brutally spread apart. Her entire body was covered in a single, glistening layer of cum. Thick white strands ran from her pussy and ass, across her stomach, her tits, and her face. Silke was crouching over Susi’s face again, pressing her own dripping pussy against the wide-open ring gag and letting a thick load of collected cum run directly into Susi’s mouth.

“Swallow, you traitorous slut,” Silke could be heard saying loudly. She massaged Susi’s throat firmly so nothing went to waste. “That’s already over 30 loads just from my pussy… and the guys are far from done.”

Right then, two new players were fucking Susi at the same time: one was ramming his thick cock deep into her overflowing pussy, and one wanted to cum in her mouth. Two more stood to the right and left, squirting onto her plump tits.

Susi herself was nothing more than a drooling, twitching wreck. Her belly was slightly swollen from the amount of cum she had already swallowed and taken inside her. The ring gag kept her mouth permanently open; saliva and cum ran continuously down her face.

Silke sat with her legs spread wide on the bench across from her, her own pussy still slightly open and glistening. She had fully embraced the dominant role—and she was enjoying every single second of it.

Fuck, this is hot, she thought as she watched the next thick cock thrust deep into Susi’s overflowing pussy. I never thought I’d get off on this… but damn, I want more.

Earlier, when Susi had briefly seemed ****, she’d searched her friend’s phone. No boyfriend. Not for over a year now. The whole “we’re trying to get pregnant” story had been a complete fabrication.

Hopefully that stupid cow is still on the pill…, Silke thought with a brief shudder. But actually, she didn’t mind.

She briefly recalled her own early days in the booth—the first 20 minutes, when she herself had been the mascot’s cunt. In the darkness of the Fuchskopf, with the fat ball gag in her mouth, she could only feel: how twenty hard cocks were rammed into her one after another, how her ass and her pussy were stretched at the same time, how cum was pumped into her until it gushed out with every thrust. Helpless, anonymous, just a hole for the team. It had been overwhelmingly hot—and at the same time so humiliating that she almost cried out in pleasure and shame.

I’ll never let anyone do something like that to me without asking again, she swore to herself. Even if it was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. Now it was her turn.

Silke watched every movement closely. Every time a player pulled out of Susi’s pussy or ass, she was immediately on the spot. With two fingers, she scooped out thick, creamy portions, held them over Susi’s wide-open ring-gagged mouth, and let them slowly drip inside.

“Here, baby… fresh team cum from your own pussy. Swallow it up.”

A soft, wet gurgle sounded every time she pulled him out and sucked him deep again.

Her right hand massaged his heavy scrotum, kneading it gently, while her left hand rubbed her own wet slit. Tim gasped and moaned, his hips twitching involuntarily forward, but the restraints held him back. He could only take what she gave him.

Lisa picked up the pace, letting him slide deep into her throat again and again, gagging softly and lustfully, only to pull him back out almost completely and pleasure him with her tongue. His cock glistened with her saliva, throbbing violently.

When she sensed he was about to come, she slowed down abruptly, sucking only very gently on the head or licking slowly along the shaft. “Not yet…,” she whispered hoarsely, looking up at him with an innocent gaze while a long strand of saliva hung from her lower lip. “You won’t come until I say so.” Tim whimpered in frustration, tugging at his restraints again, his thick, wet cock twitching desperately in front of her face.

Lisa just smiled diabolically, kissed the dripping tip of his cock, and waited until his arousal subsided a little.

“You’re going to stay nice and hard for me… until I have the costume.”

She pulled the last piece of fabric completely off him until he stood stark naked before her. His thick, throbbing cock jutted straight up, glistening with her saliva. Lisa rose slowly, turned around, and presented her perfect, round ass to him. With both hands, she pulled her cheeks slightly apart so he could catch a brief glimpse of her tight, rosy asshole.

Then she looked back over her shoulder and asked in an innocent voice:

“Would you like to fuck me in the ass, Tim?”

His cock twitched violently at the question. “Yes… fuck, yes!” he gasped immediately.

Lisa giggled playfully shyly, bit her lower lip, and wiggled her butt seductively. Her plump cheeks bounced invitingly.

“In my virgin ass? Right here under the bleachers, where someone could walk by at any moment?”

Tim just moaned, his cock twitching hard again. “Yes… please… I want you so badly.”

Lisa reached into her small bag, which she had set down beside her, and pulled out a small bottle of lube. She held it up, dangling it in front of his eyes, and continued asking as she slowly circled her hips:

“With or without lube? Or… just wet from my mouth?”

Tim hesitated at the last question. He had never had anal sex before and was clearly overwhelmed. His cock was still throbbing like crazy, though. After a few seconds, he managed to **** out an answer:

“I… I guess with.”

With each of his answers, his cock had twitched tellingly—hard and greedy.

Lisa smiled contentedly, put the lube back in her bag, and turned to face him.

“Good. That’s all I wanted to know.”

Lisa didn’t say another word. Instead, she reached into her bag and pulled out a red ball gag. She briefly spread her legs, ran two fingers deep through her dripping wet slit, and smeared her glistening pussy juice thickly onto the ball. Then she rubbed the wet ball over Tim’s dripping glans, mixing everything into a slippery mess.

She held the gag up to his mouth. Tim opened it obediently—he was already too horny and overwhelmed to object. Lisa pressed the large ball between his teeth, pulled the straps tight behind his head, and fastened the buckle. For the first time, he tasted Lisa’s juices as well.

“And now be quiet,” she commanded imperiously. Tim could only whimper softly. Lisa smiled coldly.

“You know, I don’t like guys who want to fuck little girls in the ass under the bleachers.” “And I’ve heard you’ve already had a few cheerleaders down here.” She bent down, pulled out a black, flesh-colored dildo—medium-sized, thick, almost exactly the same size and shape as Tim’s own cock. Tim stared at it with wide eyes, totally confused.

“And so you’ll learn…” she whispered. She spread plenty of lube on the dildo, slowly stroking it up and down. “Lucky for you you didn’t want to do it dry.”

Lisa bent down low again, as if she wanted to suck his cock. Her full lips wrapped around his swollen glans, sucking him deep and warm into her mouth. At the same moment, she reached behind her, placed the slick tip of the vibrator against Tim’s virgin, tight asshole, and pushed it in slowly but relentlessly.

“Mmmhhh!” Tim cried out muffled through the gag, his whole body tensing. The thick dildo stretched him open, inch by inch, while Lisa simultaneously took his cock deep into her throat. She fucked him in the same rhythm—every time she pushed her head forward and swallowed his cock, she pushed the vibrator deeper into his ass. When it was all the way in, she turned on the vibration.

The deep, powerful hum made Tim flinch. Lisa was now sucking faster, fucking him with the dildo in short, hard thrusts while massaging his prostate. Saliva streamed down her chin, her tits bouncing with every movement.

Just before he came, she pulled her mouth away and jerked him off with just her hand—fast, firm, perfect. The vibrator remained deep inside him but was no longer on.

Tim screamed into the gag, his body tensing up. Just as his cock began to twitch and the cum shot up, Lisa abruptly stopped jerking him off. She just squeezed lightly with her fingers, letting his orgasm fizzle out halfway. She ruined his orgasm.

Thick, white spurts of cum oozed limply from his glans and dripped onto the floor—a ruined, frustrating, unsatisfying cumshot. Tim whimpered muffledly into the gag, his body twitching uncontrollably, tears of pleasure and humiliation streaming down his cheeks.

Lisa relished every moment of it. She filmed everything with her cell phone—his contorted face, the vibrating dildo in his ass, the dripping cum, his sheer shame and frustration.

Finally, she took a black marker and wrote in large, clear letters across his stomach: “Virgin Ass-Fucker” and turned the vibrator back on at high speed.

Then she stood up, pulled the wolf costume over her naked body, put on the large mascot head, and looked down at the bound, gagged Tim, smeared with cum and lube.

“Time for my entrance. You stay here. Naked. Hard. And wait obediently until I come back… if I come back.” His cock was still rock hard, twitching helplessly as thick strands of his cum continued to drip down. Lisa unlocked his phone using his own face (Face ID), opened the live stream of the game, and positioned it so he could see everything. Then she left the hallway—the opposing team’s mascot—ready for the halftime show. Tim stared at her in disbelief, his cock twitching desperately in the air, a thick drop of pre-cum running down the underside.