The rest of the week passed uneventfully for Becky. Eric was involved in a number of time consuming cases and she hardly ever saw him. The blissful after-effects of her massive come aver at the commissioner's house didn't last long enough to please her. She had awakened the next day feeling great, but it wasn't long before that uncomfortable itch began nagging and gnawing inside her cunt again.
She came back to work expecting to get a little satisfaction from Eric, but all she had been able to do was suck him off a few times. She had also hoped that Paul might stop by and give her a much-needed fucking. But she found out that he was busy all week getting ready for the big opening-day game that coming Sunday. She tried to call Ed and Cathy a few times to suggest the three of them get together, but the couple had taken a second honeymoon and no one knew when they'd be back.
As Becky straightened out some files and tabulated some overdue bills, she thought again about her decision to get as much cock as she could. Nothing seemed to be working out the way she'd planned. She dropped back into her chair and slumped forward, holding her weary, confused head in her hands. She was all set to just pack up and leave this office – to just forget about this job and living and working in the city – when the mailman arrived.
Going through the sack of mail, she separated the bills and junk mail into different piles. But at the bottom there was a letter addressed to her! Becky couldn't believe it!
The envelope looked like real high-class stationery. And it was embossed with the NFL logo. Maybe it was a letter from Paul. Maybe he knew how horny and depressed she was and he was writing from training camp to try and cheer her up. But no! The return address was the commissioners office!
But why would the commissioner be writing to her? After all, Eric was Paul's attorney. She was just Paul's friend. Then her asshole clenched tightly as she recalled the brutal – but satisfying – assfucking the little man had given her earlier in the week.
She tore the letter open quickly. It was a handwritten note straight from the commissioner's desk. He thanked her for the wonderful evening and said that it was one of the most memorable business discussions of his entire life. He wanted Becky to be sure to tell Paul that everything would be all right and that the big man could play in Sunday's game – with the commissioners blessing. He also extended his wishes for a successful season for Paul and the rest of the team. He also wanted Becky to know that she was welcome in his home at any time and that he would be looking forward to seeing her in the near future.
Becky reached down beneath her desk and casually began stroking her pussy. The kind letter had started her cunt gushing more hot cream and she savored the delightful sensations flashing through her cunt. Then she noticed a special pass enclosed with the letter that had Becky's name printed on it. The pass also stated that she could bring as many friends as she wanted to enjoy the opening day football game from the commissioner's private box.
What a nice thoughtful man Commissioner Hogan was, Becky thought as she plunged a finger deep inside her creaming cunt-hole. His kindness had changed her whole day.
She brought her finger up to her nose and sniffed in the pungent fragrance of spicy pussy-sauce. It was as if the musky smell of her fuck-juices dissolved the dreary thoughts that had been oppressing her just a few moments ago. She started to conceive a plan that she hoped would satisfy her itchy cunt for a long, long time. Suddenly, she was filled with new energy – eager to get things together and determined to make this new plan a success!
Before her workday was over, Becky had managed to accomplish the first step in her scheme. She told Eric about the free pass and he was tremendously excited about going to the game with her. Then Becky managed to get through to Ed and Cathy. The newly reunited couple also expressed a desire to join Becky that coming Sunday. Being the forgiving person that she was, Becky also invited Caroline.
When all that was done, Becky sat back in her chair, completely contented. She slowly finger fucked herself to a gentle, leisurely climax and then slumped down, sighing. Becky couldn't wait for the day of the football game. If everything worked according to plan, she was going to be the happiest secretary in the world!
Ed and Cathy picked everybody up in their big station wagon. They drove to the game early so they could enjoy a cozy tailgate party before the kickoff. There was plenty of cold beer and good food and before long everyone was pleasantly tipsy.
Caroline flirted with everyone, getting in a stray cock-squeeze and tit-rub here and there. Ed and Cathy were inseparable, kissing and stroking one another between bites of sandwiches and healthy swallows of beer. And Becky got her share of attention, also. By the time the party was in full swing, Eric was stroking one of her creamy thighs while Caroline massaged the other one. Becky's pussy creamed exquisitely, gushing cunt-sauce out across her little folding chair.
When the cheers from the rabid crowd within the stadium grew louder and louder, they realized the game was about to begin. Gathering their things together, they quickly made their way inside. Whenever Becky displayed her special pass to the security guards, she was treated royally. In appreciation for the kind treatment, she left each guard with a generous view of her full, bulging tits or a lascivious shake of her wide, succulent ass.
The jolly little group arrived at the commissioner's box just as the team captains out on the field had concluded the coin toss. The short commissioner was dressed in loose, comfortable clothing and he looked quite cheerful compared to the demonic image he projected with Becky had last been with him. She thought he looked like a completely different man – and quite sexy, too!
"Well, I'm glad you all could make it. Please, make yourself comfortable. And Becky, why don't you sit over here, by me!"
The young secretary needed no second invitation. Joining the little man, she smiled and put her arm around his shoulders. Delighting in the sizzling sex-heat that passed between them, Becky and the commissioner settled down to watch the game.
Ed and Cathy nestled into their comfortable seats, also. Before long, Cathy had her pudgy husband's cock in her hand. She squeezed it and stroked it expertly after each good play out on the field. Ed responded by unbuttoning her blouse and extracting one of Cathy's huge tits, massaging her big nipple while she pleased his roaring cock.
Although hesitant at first, Caroline soon began stroking Eric's big cock through the fabric of his loose, casual pants. Not, much of a football fan herself, she spent more time watching Eric's blood engorged prick than she did watching the game.
And Becky and the commissioner held each other closer, cheering on the home team. The defense finally took the field, and now they had their first chance to see Paul in action.
The big defensive end lined up on all fours, hunching his trim muscular ass up in the air. The opposing quarterback barked out his signals and then the play started, the linemen on both sides thrashing and mauling one another. It was a running play off tackle, right toward Paul. He brutally threw his man out of the way and stood all alone waiting for the ball carrier. Paul met him head-on and drilled him into the turf. It was a spectacular tackle and the whole stadium cheered madly, chanting his name.
Becky leaped up and down in her seat, screaming and yelling. A dark wet spot on the front of her shorts proclaimed just how much her sweet pussy had been creaming and juicing.
When Paul got to his feet, he looked up in the direction of the commissioners' box and raised his fist triumphantly. His teammates surrounded him, patting him on the back as the referee called an injury time-out. The opposing team's trainer rushed out onto the field to attend to the man Paul had just tackled. The man appeared to be unconscious.
Becky continued cheering wildly, whistling and waving her anus. At the same time, Caroline was digging in Eric's crotch, trying to extract his furiously bulging cock.
"That's it, baby," Eric moaned. "Go on and suck it."
Caroline looked down at Eric's throbbing prick once she had exposed it. He noticed a curious frightened look in her eyes.
"I've never sucked a man's cock before," she said, nervously clutching his steamy prick-meat with both hands.
"That's okay, honey," Eric moaned. "Just pretend it's candy!"
The rest of the game was exciting and Paul and his teammates ended up victorious. It was a great day for the home team and their fans. As the crowd began to filter out of the gigantic stadium, the commissioner turned to his guests and smiled proudly.
"How would you all like to go downstairs and meet the wining team?" he asked.
"Oooo, that would be fantastic!" Becky squealed.
As she clapped her hands together, her pussy spilled out more fresh cream. Hot waves of desire rushed through her trembling body as she realized that her plan was beginning to go into high gear!
The commissioner led his guests down a nearby hallway. They all stepped into a private elevator that led directly to the home team's locker room. When the excited little group stepped out of the elevator, they were greeted by the sights and sounds of a rowdy, triumphant professional football squad.
Big burly men were parading around in all stages of undress Becky gasped as she saw the huge meaty cocks of some of the players. Other muscular men were having tape removed from their ankles and thighs and still others were stripping off their uniforms and protective pads. Before long, most of the men were completely naked – and Becky stood staring with her mouth wide open. Her cunt began bubbling and boiling as she studied the muscular bodies of the sexy football players.
"Well, who do we have here!" Paul announced. "Come on, guys. Gather 'round. I'd like you to meet some friends of mine!"
Soon, the little group of visitors was surrounded by a few dozen husky, sweaty men. Becky breathed in deeply, savoring the heady male scent that permeated the locker room.
Paul put his powerful arm around the young secretary's trembling shoulders and held her close. She stared down at the skimpy towel that was loosely wrapped around Paul's athletic waist. His cock was beginning to stir, and it began to push out against the rough white terrycloth material.
"I'll have to let you guys in on a little secret," Paul continued, his loud voice resounding throughout the underground room. "The other night, this little lady here accused me of being a fucking faggot!"
The rest of the team laughed loudly, slapping their knees and throwing towels all around. Paul laughed with them, reaching down to grab a hefty handful of Becky's titflesh.
Paul waved his arm, signaling his audience to quiet down. "So, I'd like you guys to help me teach this cunt a little lesson!"
The players all cheered and whistled. Even Eric found himself clapping his hands in support of Paul's idea. Caroline, too, couldn't stop her little pussy from creaming at the sight of all those luscious male bodies.
Paul lifted Becky and up and carried her high over his head. Leading the crowd to the far side of the locker room, he laid Becky down on a long linen-covered table that the trainer used to give back rubs and massages. Paul spread her legs and then deftly removed her shorts. Anonymous hands reached in and tore off Becky's blouse and bra. Some of the players passed her tattered clothing back and forth, sniffing in her delectable female scent.
Becky couldn't believe her good fortune. It was as it she were being paid back for all those long frustrated days she had spend during the week. She lay there, writhing her hips, gasping as she looked all around at the forest of hard, jutting cocks that ringed the table she was lying on. Oh, it was going to be so damned good! she told herself.
"Okay, boys! I'm going first!" Paul shouted. "Give me some room!"
Paul stood at the bottom edge of the table, holding Becky's ankles with his giant fists. He reached up and yanked her soaking panties off with one tremendous flick of his wrist. The skimpy nylon tore and Becky moaned with overwhelming passion as her slippery cunt was revealed. Then Paul tossed her aromatic underwear far back into the crowd. Dozens of anxious arms reached up to snare Becky's flying panties and the players screamed their delight. The lucky man who caught her panties thrust them into his big mouth and pretended to eat them. He was the quarterback, Terry Brewer, and his teammates applauded him heartily.
Then Paul pulled Becky toward his face until her long sleek legs hung over the edge of the table. With one ferocious lunge, Paul dove into her cunt and began feasting on her wet, gleaming pussy flaps. He sucked as much of Becky's outer pussylips into his mouth as he could. Then he moved his head back, stretching her glistening cuntlips out with his strong white teeth.
Becky moaned ecstatically and flailed her arms about. She threw her head from side to side, drooling at the sight of the dozens of cockheads that surrounded her.
Ed and Cathy could barely see what was going on, but they didn't have to see to know that something really sexy was taking place. The air in the locker room fairly buzzed with animal lust. And it wasn't long before they were all charged up and ready to fuck. Ed grabbed his chunky wife by the hand and laid her down in a corner piled high with cotton towel sacks. Cathy ripped off her little sun-suit and pulled her quivering legs back. Ed struggled to get out of his shorts. Grabbing his rock-hard, raging red cock in his ham-like fist, he ran straight for his groaning, hissing wife and plunged his cockmeat deep into her drooling pussy.
Eric and Caroline followed suit. They ran across the room, tearing off their clothes and flinging them haphazardly this way and that. Eric grabbed the little lady lawyer from behind and pushed her down onto a long wooden bench in front of a row of metal lockers. The tiny woman screamed and shrieked as Eric sliced into her little cunt with his furiously hard prick. They fucked as hard as they could. Caroline's legs wrapped around Eric's heaving hips and her ass slapped mercilessly against the hard wood bench. His giant ball-sac smacked against her shaking asscheeks as he fucked into her with all his strength.
The commissioner managed to plow through the throng of tall football players before scrambling atop the lockers that stood in front of Paul as he chomped noisily on Becky's cunt. The little man yanked out his oversized cock and began jacking himself off.
"That's it!" the commissioner screamed. "Suck on her juicy pussy. Suck on it! Yeahhhhh!"
Becky reached down to grab the sides of Paul's head. She clutched his hair in her straining fingers and tried to pull him deeper into her foaming cunt. He worked his mouth against her wet cunt so frantically that he had whipped up her pussy-cream into a hot lather. His cheeks and chin were covered with a thick coating of juice.
"Ohhhhh, suck me!" Becky wailed. "Suck me dry, ohhhhhh! Faster! Eat, eat, eat! Yaaarrrggghhh!"
Paul's tongue lashed out faster and faster, scooping out dollops of steaming pussy-sauce each time he came up for air. His teammates continued to cheer him on, yelling frantically and then breaking into an uproarious chant.
"Suck! Suck! Suck!" they screamed in unison. "Suck! Suck! Suck!"
As Ed continued hammering into his wife, his asscheeks clenching and trembling, he was joined by two of the horny football players. Malcolm Ascencio and Ted Burke, two super-strong offensive linemen, rolled Ed over onto his back so that Cathy was on top, and the thrashing couple didn't miss a stroke! Cathy's big, creamy ass worked up and down, trying to milk her husband's cock of its hot load of cum. And she screamed out in sudden agony as Malcolm rammed his raging horse-cock balls-deep into her asshole. But the bulky, muscular lineman gripped Cathy's hips until he raised welts. But she fucked all the harder, spurred on by the hot pain shooting through her abused asshole.
Malcolm's partner, Ted, crawled clumsily up over the pile of towel sacks. He faced Cathy and grabbed her shoulders with his giant-sized hands. Careful not to dislodge the two furiously fucking cocks from Cathy's asshole and cunt-hole, Ted eased her head closer to his red-hot cocktip. Her eyes opened wide with hot eagerness as she feasted on the sight of his huge pulsating cock. Gripping his prick with one hand, he guided it into Cathy's wide-open mouth. She moaned blissfully as she experienced three cocks smashing into her in perfect rhythm.
Eric and Caroline continued fucking on the wooden bench like it was the end of the world. They were soon joined by a slender wide-receiver, Mark Jefferson. He slipped in and straddled the bench, sitting down on top of Caroline's hard sweaty tits. He gripped the back of her head with his long fingers, struggling to maintain his balance as Eric continued fucking his cock into Caroline's fuck-juice-drenched cunt. Mark raised Caroline's head, forcing his cock between her lips. She squeezed his velvety-hard prick between her cheeks and thrashing tongue, squirming her sensitive nipples into his taut asscheeks.
The commissioner kept jerking on his cock, waving his cocktip above the heads of the players who surrounded Paul and Becky.
"Okay, you've sucked her enough!" the little man said. "Now give her a taste of your cock! Yeahhhh!"
Paul raised up and grinned down at Becky as she writhed and moaned. Cunt juice dribbled down his chin and flowed down his neck and chest.
"This is it, baby. Now, you're going to get it! This is one fuck you'll never forget! Ever!"
"Please, fuck me! Damn it, fuck me out of my mind! Ohhhhh, I need you to fuck me so bad!"
As Paul slipped the head of his cock into Becky's wet trembling cunt-hole, his teammates began chanting again.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" they shouted together. "Fuck! Fuck!"
Paul grabbed the sides of the table for leverage and then drove his blood-engorged prick in deep, spraying pussy-sauce all over each time he smacked into Becky's cunt-mound. She moaned and shrieked so loud, she almost drowned out the noise of the shouting players!
As Becky slammed her hips up to meet the punishing thrusts of Paul's cock, she knew without a doubt that this was it! Her whole squirming, sweating, juicing body told her that finally she was going to experience the overwhelming orgasm that she had craved so long. At last, with Paul's relentlessly fucking cock reaming out her cunt, she was going to come and come and come!
She locked her heels around his hips and pulled him against her chest where he could writhe on top of her super-sensitive tits. As their bellies mashed together, sweat and fuck-juices splashed out, soaking the sides of the table.
The three men fucking Cathy on the towel sacks began howling louder and louder as they felt their loads of hot cum about to shoot out of their frantically pumping cocks. Ted was the first to blast off, firing his cum into Cathy's mouth. He wailed like a stuck pig as Cathy struggled to swallow each and every spurt. But he had shot too much cum into her throat and much of the hot sticky liquid gushed out of her mouth.
Then Ed busted his balls, spurting a molten blast of cum into Cathy's clenching, spasming cunt. And as Cathy's ass-muscles gripped Malcolm's cock tighter, he couldn't hold back from erupting into her fiery ass-channel. He shrieked in ecstasy as he drained his blazing balls into the woman's quivering ass.
The super-delicious feel of three loads of cum leaking out of her body caused Cathy to squeal with delight, caught in the first throes of her orgasm. She bucked out of control on the towel sacks, her huge tits jiggling and her wide asscheeks quaking. She shrieked one last time and then collapsed into the heap of hot fucked-out flesh that surrounded her.
Under the unyielding weight of two hard-fucking men, skinny Caroline thrashed her way to her own climax. Just at the moment Mark's long slender cock shot a full load of cum into her furiously sucking mouth, she shouted out loud, spitting hot jism against the foot player's heaving, all muscular belly. She was something better than she ever had before! As Eric's big cock skewered into her convulsing cunt, she vowed she would never suck a pussy again. Fucking cock was just too good!
As the lady lawyer came, her cunt gripping Eric's cock tighter than a squeezing fist, he blasted his flaming-hot load of jism. Her cries of ecstasy mingled with his as they wrung out their climaxes.
From on top of the lockers, the commissioner beat himself off as fast as he could, his tiny hand moving in a blur up and down his stout cock. He shot a stream of cum that arched down onto the table where Becky was being brutally fucked – and loving every minute of it!
The commissioner's hot jism burned into the sweaty skin of her face and neck. She watched the flowing cum shower down on top of her until her eyes were stuck shut with the gooey jism.
Then all the men standing around her began jacking off, unable to restrain themselves any longer. She reached out, trying to brush her hands across the velvety tops of as many cockheads as she could. Soon, loads of jism began spurting and geysering all around her. It wasn't long before she was coated with a slimy layer of white-hot cockcream.
Becky arched her hips furiously as she felt herself about to be consumed by her climax. She clung tighter to Paul as her scorching pussy churned around his thrusting prick. It only took the first few hot spurts of his jism to take her over the edge.
Becky screamed long and loud as her climax racked her body, threatening to tear her quivering cunt into a thousand burning pieces.
Oh, it felt so good! She only wished that it could last forever!
After all the wailing and groaning and shrieking had died down, everyone sprawled out on the floor, breathing deeply and rubbing their aching cocks and cunts. Becky managed to collect enough strength to wipe her face clean of its coating of jism. Plunging a cum-drenched finger into her mouth and licking it hungrily, she smiled up at Paul, totally delighted. Her pussy had finally received the fucking it required, and now Becky lay there exhausted and fulfilled.
Paul smiled back at her, struggling to catch his breath. "Well, boys," he panted, "that's what I call teamwork!"
The fact that so many people had shared in her delicious orgasm only made Becky feel all that much more complete. The dozens of climaxes that accompanied hers only served to magnify her overwhelming pleasure. This was the greatest day of her life!
Looking around at her blissfully fucked-out friends, she made a mental note to ask the commissioner for season tickets!