She was a petite girl, running fast, with the oval ball tucked in the crook of her left arm, with only seconds left in the game if she made the line, scored the try then my team would lose. What she had not counted on though was that I had placed myself in the right spot, had chosen the correct angle and I was closing her down. Dipping my head, I raised my arms and thrust forward with my legs as my shoulder made contact with her right hip. Arms wrapped, the greater force that came from my powerful thighs, combined with my larger size drove the girl sideways and into touch. Reaching out with her left arm she tried desperately to find some way of pushing back as if the line was actually a wall and in the process the ball was dropped.<\/p>\n
The two of us landed in a heap, my body crushing down onto hers as she slid in the muddy grass away from the pitch. In the background, the sound of the referee blowing the whistle to signal the end of the game rang out, followed by the loud cheers of my teammates. For a moment, the two of us lay together embraced with each other in a way that would have been erotic had we been naked. Our bodies breathing hard from the exertion just as much as if we had been fucking. Then my teammates streamed in, pulling me away from the girl who could do nothing but lie there and feel the weight of the defeat falling on her shoulders. Dragged forcefully back into the middle of the pitch my team and I gathered around our coach to celebrate a successful end to our first season.<\/p>\n
I had joined a rugby club at the behest of my husband. He had always played and as we discovered each other he pointed out to me that off the pitch, some clubs were far dirtier than the players ever became on it. The idea caught my attention and once my husband gave me some introductions I was hooked on the fun and then they decided to setup a women\u2019s team and as a bi woman I just had to join in.<\/p>\n
Naturally curvy I had been blessed with a Bimbo like figure which did not require a huge amount of work to maintain. As such I made a great outside centre and at the same time had quickly become a favourite of the more perverted members of our supporters. Some of whom had discovered that I could be very generous in return for their cheering my effort on the pitch. More than one had been given the chance to blow their load down my throat after a game.<\/p>\n
Gathered together in the middle of the pitch, our coach spoke about how well we had done as a team. The heat of us all gathered together caused steam to rise from our bodies and hang in the air above us. It was early April but there had been a sudden cold spell marked by heavy, squalls of icy rain that had turned the pitches back into the mud fest that was usually a feature of January. Meanwhile, a bottle of Prosecco slowly passed its way around the group, each of us taking a swig from the bottle which was now covered in the mud from our bodies and hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you Jess, thank you for that final tackle.\u201d The coach was gushing in his appraisal of my final tackle, \u201clike so many others you have grown so much as a player over the season.\u201d I smiled in response, unsure how to meet the fact that he seemed to be singling me out for praise when so many within the team had also given their all. Then a sense of relief came over me as the coach moved on to another player. \u201cI\u2019d also like to praise one other, Sarah, without her our forwards would have been constantly on the back foot around the ruck. Her physicality was essential to allow us to succeed.\u201d<\/p>\n
As the coach spoke of the blindside flanker, all eyes trained themselves on to her. Tall, muscular and almost masculine in shape and yet with large breasts, Sarah was a genuine athlete who had once played at a high level before retiring. It was known that she was a sexually very open lesbian who often preyed on younger women. Something that was not opposed by most of the younger dykes who hoped that they would be next in line.<\/p>\n
Sarah smiled at the praise, \u201cI\u2019m just one player boss,\u201d she replied, \u201cit\u2019s the newbies who have played like experienced heads who are the real heroes.\u201d As she spoke, Sarah looked at me and for a moment it felt like the smile was purely for my benefit.<\/p>\n
\u201cEveryone, go get a shower, get some food and then we will all head into town for the celebrations!\u201d It was the coach who spoke again and on his instruction the team broke up.\u00a0 As I headed towards the edge of the pitch, in the direction of the changing rooms I spotted my husband watching and waiting. Approaching him, I grinned, and he returned the expression before, once we were close enough, we kissed. It was a careful kiss as I did not want to get mud all over my husband who was already dressed for the night out.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell played.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, it\u2019s left me really horny now though,\u201d I whispered so that our conversation could remain private.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re always horny after you have played, it seems to excite you being wrapped up with others.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHaha,\u201d I laughed mockingly, \u201cI bet you would love to see me and that girl I tackled at the end getting into it with each other.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo I what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want to get into it with that girl? I\u2019m sure it can be arranged judging by the way she was looking at you all game.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thinking about it for a moment, remembering what she looked like as I watched her arrive at the club, I shook my head. \u201cNah, too petite for my style, you know me, I like my women like my men. Muscular and strong.\u201d<\/p>\n
My husband shrugged at my comment, \u201cwell, knowing you would be horny, I have something planned for you later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d I asked, blushing slightly as my mind filled with thoughts of what he was planning. \u201cWhat do you have planned?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll find out later, you need to go get a shower first.\u201d Nodding in agreement, I stole another quick kiss before stepping past my husband I headed for the changing rooms.<\/p>\n
The exchange with my husband had been long enough that by the time I got to the changing rooms, half the team were already on their way to the bar. Stepping inside, I could hear the chatter of the last few who were still in the shower while the warmth of the room enveloped my cold, sweaty, skin.<\/p>\n
Finding my spot on the benches, where my jacket hung from a hook above, my bag underneath, I sat down. It was the first time I had sat for over three hours and for a moment I felt drained.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou OK?\u201d I recognised the voice immediately as belonging to Sarah and I looked up just in time to see her striding past me and into the showers. She was naked, her large breasts on display while in her hand she carried a towel that she hung down just in front of her genitals. As she entered the showers, the voices inside died down and for a moment there was a sense of tension from within. Then, the three who had been hanging around under the water chatting, walked out as a group, looking at each other and giggling as they went.<\/p>\n
Watching them carefully I realised why they had become so quiet. None of them were gay but each of the three often had an over inflated opinion of their own good looks. They were the sort of women who would want Sarah to drool all over them but be terrified at the thought she might try something. A smirk broke on my face and I had to consciously look down as I slowly pulled the boots from my feet.<\/p>\n
Ahead of me, the sound of Sarah\u2019s shower still filled my ears while to my left the three giggling women continued to dry and dress in silence. Boots and socks off, I stood and pulled the shirt over my head throwing it into the pile of dirty shirts that were gathered near the doorway to the shower. Then, looking down I studied the bruise that had already formed on my left shoulder from earlier in the game. It made moving my arm difficult, but I was still unable to release my sports bra and remove it. My large, round breasts fell free, their nipples pointing straight ahead almost as if I had false breasts.<\/p>\n
Stretching my back out for a moment, I noticed the three girls couldn\u2019t resist the urge to look. None of them were as well endowed as me and I knew that all of them were to some extent jealous. In fact, I knew that one, in particular, was very jealous as my husband had assured me that I was the men\u2019s first teams favourite women\u2019s player and that included her own boyfriend.<\/p>\n
Finally, with one push, I removed my shorts and knickers so that I stood naked in the changing room. Turning, I picked up my towel that hung on a hook over my spot and headed for the showers.<\/p>\n
On entering the room, I could see that Sarah was in the corner or the room to my left and turning to my right I stepped up to one of the showers. They were fixed to the wall, over my head and hanging my towel on a hook nearby, I turned the tap so that the warm water flooded out.<\/p>\n
Turning my rounded arse to the wall, I slowly stepped back into the stream of water as it washed over my skin, reviving it in the process. As the water touched my hair, I dipped my head so that, just over the large cleavage I could see the top of my hairless pussy.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was a good game, pity the season is over.\u201d The comment caught me off guard, lost in my own world as I was, and I raised my head to see that Sarah was looking towards me. Now that we were naked and alone in the shower, standing close to face on to each other, I was able to study the muscular lines of her arms and stomach and how they led down to narrow hips. Sandwiched between them and her muscular thighs I studied the fact that like me she had a hairless vagina. Unlike me though, two large inner labia lips extended out between the outer labia.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d I replied, \u201cI started to understand what I was trying to do by the end, sometimes, early on, in the season I ran around cluelessly whereas now I think I get it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sarah laughed at my comment, \u201coh Jess, you are miles better than many of them, even some of those who claim to have played for a few years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think so?\u201d the compliment had made me feel brighter inside.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know so,\u201d this time, as she spoke Sarah licked her lips carefully and slowly. Then, without any sign of shame she switched off her own shower and slowly walked across the room towards me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve wanted to get a chance for the two of us to be alone for a while,\u201d Sarah said quietly as she got to me. Raising an arm, she leaned against the wall, while her face was only inches from my own. \u201cI think we could have a lot of fun.\u201d<\/p>\n
Looking into Sarah\u2019s eyes I could feel the lust that she had for me, but I was aware that we were in a changing room. Glancing towards the entrance to the showers I raised a finger for a moment and placed it against her lips. \u201cWait a moment,\u201d I whispered before slowly extricating myself from my position between Sarah and the wall. Padding softly in wet feet, I walked to the boundary between the showers and the room beyond and carefully peered out. The room was silent, the only noise being the hiss of the showers behind me.<\/p>\n
Stepping out, I felt the bite of cold of the changing room which only moments before had felt so warm compared to the air outside. Carefully, I walked to the end of the changing room until I could see the entrance door. The room was empty and satisfied we were alone, I headed back to the shower.<\/p>\n
Sarah had not moved an inch and was still propped against the wall by her arm as I slid my body back into the space that I had left moments before. \u201cWhat sort of fun are you thinking of?\u201d I asked innocently though in truth we both knew and understood the game. \u201cAfter all I am married.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know,\u201d Sarah replied before letting her body close what little space there was between us even more. If it was not for the fact that I was open to her suggestion, I would have felt trapped by her. Far more powerfully built than I was, Sarah was also a good head taller than me. If I had wanted to leave, it would have been easy for her to stop me.<\/p>\n
Like a cat that had trapped its prey, Sarah leaned closer until your lips touched. Willingly I allowed her to take control, tongues meeting as her body stepped closer until I could feel her breasts pushing against my own. \u201cDean would love to see this,\u201d I thought to myself as for a moment my mind was distracted by thoughts of my husband. Taking hold of my wrists, Sarah pulled my hands above my head, pinning me to the wall as her body pressed in against me. There was nothing I could do, nothing I wanted to do, but to open myself to her attention and I let out a gentle gasp as we kissed passionately.<\/p>\n
Using one hand, Sarah continued to pin me while the other reached down to explore the outline of my breasts, nipples being gently squeezed between forefinger and thumb as she went. The feel of my boobs must have been too much to resist and soon Sarah slipped her kisses from my lips and down onto my neck before quickly heading lower.<\/p>\n
The warm water of my shower continued to cascade over my body as the warm caress of Sarah\u2019s mouth and tongue reached my nipple. Already hard from the touch of her hand, the teat tightened even further as the wet warmth of her mouth and tongue enveloped them. \u201cMmmm,\u201d I murmured as my body responded to the pleasurable caresses, my nipples had always been sensitive and having them sucked always drove me quickly to the edge.<\/p>\n
\u201cLike?\u201d Sarah asked, pulling her head away from me for a moment while her fingers continued to work me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d I managed to say between deep breaths, \u201ceat me, please.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck yes, I\u2019m wet for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
As I spoke, I opened my legs wider and found myself rewarded as Sarah\u2019s hand slipped from my wrists and slowly downwards as the rest of her body sunk to its knees. Her fingers passed my mouth, pushing their way inside until her hand had no choice but to drop down further. Finally, resting on my breasts, I looked down to see that her face was moving in, tongue poking out through an open mouth until eventually the tip of it touched my clitoris.<\/p>\n
An electric spark shot through my body as Sarah\u2019s lips met the smooth skin of my outer labia. \u201cFuck,\u201d I mumbled as her tongue then started to push its way into my vagina. My eyes closed and I lost myself in the pleasure of the moment. Allowing the urge for release within my body to slowly build as I eagerly willed for the arrival of that point of no return. Where orgasm was the only choice.<\/p>\n
Lowering the hand that was playing with my breasts, I felt a moment of intense pleasure as Sarah pushed fingers into me as her tongue flicked over my swollen clit. \u201cWow!\u201d I exclaimed, opening my eyes and looking down so that I could get a view of pleasure that was being inflicted upon me.<\/p>\n
As I did so, I realised that we were no longer alone, out of the corner of my eye I could see that there was a man watching the two of us. Glancing over, I felt a relief at the realisation that it was my husband who was watching and, not a total stranger. \u201cShit!\u201d I exclaimed at seeing him and Sarah reacted to my words. Pulling away she glanced up at my face and saw that my attention was towards the entrance to the showers. Turning her own attention that way she echoed my words before standing and turning her back, racing into the far corner.<\/p>\n
\u201cGet the fuck out of here,\u201d I shouted, \u201cnobody gave you permission to watch us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh! Come on, I\u2019m horny at the sight, get her mouth back down there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo! Seriously! Get the fuck out of here!\u201d<\/p>\n
Realising that I was not messing around Dean shrugged his shoulders, \u201ceveryone is wondering where you are, just be glad it was me who caught the two of you.\u201d Then, clear annoyed at my reaction, he turned and walked away.<\/p>\n
Waiting until the sound of the outer changing room door closing reached my ears I stepped across the room to Sarah. Putting a hand on her shoulder I gently pulled her in until I could kiss her back. \u201cSorry,\u201d I whispered as I touched her wet and cooling skin with my lips. That she was so withdrawn surprised me, it had never crossed my mind that Sarah might be uncomfortable with her nakedness in front of men.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook, we need to go join everyone else before more questions are asked, I promise you we can meet again.\u201d<\/p>\n
My words must have provided some reassurance as Sarah slowly spun round until she faced me. \u201cDo you mean it?\u201d she asked, her voice meek for a moment.<\/p>\n
Taking hold of her arms, feeling the muscle and definition within her biceps, strength that was rare in any woman, I kissed her on the lips. \u201cI\u2019m fucking hot for you,\u201d I commented.<\/p>\n
\u201cOK,\u201d Sarah replied as she allowed a hand to brush against my breasts, \u201cuntil we meet again then.\u201d Giving soft smile, Sarah then stepped past me and out of the shower leaving me alone to finish removing the mud from my body with the last of the warm water.<\/p>\n
By the time I had left the shower the changing room was empty. Towelling off, I checked my hair in the mirror before getting dressed. Luckily, I had short hair and so it did not require the drying that some of my team-mates needed with the result that only five minutes after I had left the shower, I was finally able to join everybody else for food.<\/p>\n
There were few choices left for places to sit and eat so that I found myself alone, at a table at the back of the room. Sarah was sat at the table next to me, my decision to not sit with her deliberate so as not to attract too much attention. In silence I ate my food while up at the bar Dean stood with some of the men who had come to watch the game, drinking pints as they laughed and joked about the events of the day.<\/p>\n
My arrival meant that the speeches that always accompanied the post-match meal could begin. Everyone\u2019s attention turning to the front of the room where the team\u2019s coach and captain gathered with their opposition equivalents to announce the best players from the day.<\/p>\n
Seeing that nobody was now looking in my direction and confirming that Sarah and I were the furthest back in the room I slowly turned my hips towards my new lover. I was wearing a denim mini skirt and carefully, I opened my legs so that the hem pushed itself up until I exposed my knickerless pussy.<\/p>\n
Realising what I was doing, Sarah looked over at me, her mouth slightly open in shock as she saw that I was showing her the thing that only a short while before she had been pleasuring. Lowering a hand, I extended one finger which I slid between my labia as the muscular lesbian looked on.<\/p>\n
\u201cJess!\u201d a male voice called in the distance and I realised that I had become completely distracted by my teasing.<\/p>\n
\u201cJess!\u201d the voice said again, and I quickly closed my legs and turned my body just in time to see everyone turn their heads towards me. I looked blankly at the gathered audience unaware of what had happened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou just got back of the match Jess, get up there!\u201d one of the girls nearby whispered and I smiled awkwardly, my face feeling warm as I blushed slightly as I realised how close I had come to getting caught by the entire room.<\/p>\n
Taking a moment to gather my thoughts, I slowly rose to my feet before pushing my way through the crowd to the front where a line of chairs had been assembled. The coach offered me a hand to steady myself as I climbed onto the chair, my mind racing as I wondered as to whether my mini skirt was long enough to provide some modesty?<\/p>\n
Someone handed me a pint of beer and I stared at it in fear as I waited for the other people to be called forward. In the end there were six of us arrayed at the front as the onlookers counted down to the start of the boat race. I hated downing pints but my ability to open my throat, to avoid my gag reflex meant that it was not difficult for me to do.<\/p>\n
\u201cGo!\u201d everyone shouted and lifting the pint glass as I opened my mouth, I threw the bitter tasting liquid down my throat. Every gulp took a quarter of the contents of the glass into my stomach and within a few seconds of starting I found myself placing the empty glass, upside down on my head. Looking around I realised that I had been the first to finish the race by some distance and a cheer went up from my team-mates as they saw that I had won.<\/p>\n
Lowering the glass, I placed it into an offered, empty hand. Then, seeing that Dean was in front of me, a smile on his face, I took hold of his arms and he lifted me to the floor. \u201cWell done, when everyone has gone, I want you to meet me downstairs in the changing rooms.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d I asked and my husband smiled at me without reply.<\/p>\n
Watching him, I saw him step away and re-join the male players near the bar as some of my team swarmed around me. Their warm congratulations making me forget Sarah and Dean\u2019s request for a moment.<\/p>\n
Now that the post-match awards had been done it did not take long for people to drift away from the club until only a handful of us were left. The opposition team manager being the only person left from the other club. It was unsurprising though that he had remained as shortly after the presentation he had latched on to me. His lips moving in conversation while his eyes, at no point, raised from looking at the cleavage that I was showing off in my vest top.<\/p>\n
Eventually though, I managed to get away from him when his girlfriend, a rather large prop forward from the other team, returned into the club house her face creased with anger.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat the fuck do you think you are doing?\u201d she asked as she grabbed him by the arm, \u201cshe\u2019s just a fucking slapper!\u201d<\/p>\n
Watching, I laughed gently as I saw the guy being dragged from the room, his jeans and jumper clad girlfriend pulling him along like an oxon dragging a plough.<\/p>\n
\u201cI bet she is fun in bed,\u201d I offered to the bar man as our eyes met. He was cute and strong though a good five years younger than me, we had also previously screwed, over a full barrel of beer in the cellar.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe clearly knows you though,\u201d he offered, and I grinned at the comment. \u201cAdmit it, she only moved on to him because you disappointed her in bed?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHarsh!\u201d said the team coach who was stood in the corner and now well into his sixth pint. Giving a shrug of my shoulders, I bid the stragglers fair well with a promise that I would see them in town for the party later and left the room.<\/p>\n
Bouncing down the stairs I headed into the changing rooms, unsure as to where exactly I should go. There were six changing rooms in total and I slowly worked my way round each of them until eventually I arrived at the sixth. It was the most out of the way, at the back of the complex, a small room tucked away in the corner. Carefully I pushed open the door until there was a crack wide enough for me to peer through. Inside the room was well lit and sitting on a chair about half-way along the room, was my husband.<\/p>\n
He noticed me peeking through the door and raising a finger beckoned me to enter. Pushing the door open wider, I stepped inside so that the whole room came into view and in that instant my heart caught in my throat. At the far end of the changing room, sitting on a bench that had been just out of view from the door, was Fidel the first teams star centre. Tall and powerfully built, he was from Guadeloupe and pretty much the darkest skinned black man I had ever seen.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi Fidel,\u201d I said as my eyes drunk in the fact that he was sitting on the bench naked, his legs open so that his cock hung between his legs. Like the muscles in his body it was clear that Fidel\u2019s penis was also long and powerfully built.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo celebrate the end of the season I thought you might like to sample the delights of Fidel?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dean did not have to ask twice, by the time he was halfway through his question I had already crossed so that I was level with him, removing my vest top and handing it to him in the process. By the time I had got to Fidel, my mini skirt was lying on the floor having fallen from my hips as I walked.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was not lying about your figure,\u201d Fidel spoke fluent English but with a soft, French accent.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd I\u2019m not lying when I say I am going to let you fuck me any way you want.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUmm, here\u2019s a condom,\u201d Dean offered, and I turned to see him holding one up for me. I looked at it and then turned my attention to Fidel\u2019s cock dick that had already started to inflate with the sight of my body.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re not going to need one of those,\u201d I replied before climbing onto the bench, straddling Fidel\u2019s lap in the process. Looking down, the sight of my pale, white skin next to the darkness of Fidel\u2019s filled me with excitement as I realised that my first ever black cock was also going to be the most amazing cock of my life.<\/p>\n
Grabbing my head, Fidel pulled me down until we were able to kiss, the touch of our lips causing a shiver to pass through my body. That contact between us was enough on its own that Fidel\u2019s erection rose enough so that it suddenly bounced off the bottom of my bum cheeks.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re eager,\u201d I commented, taking a break from the kissing as our hands continued to explore the others naked body.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou tell me that you are not, I can feel the heat that your pussy is giving off.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMmm,\u201d I agreed and reached down between my legs to take hold of Fidel\u2019s thickness. Tilting it upwards, I rocked my body slightly until I could feel the head of his took pushing into the hole between my labia.<\/p>\n
\u201cUrggh!\u201d I said as I lowered myself fully so that Fidel quickly pushed deep into me, filling me with a sensation of pleasure that surpassed all the other fucks in my life.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve never been blacked before, have you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, but I\u2019m hoping that every time I am blacked in the future is just like this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grinding my hips, I rode back and fore on top of Fidel as Dean watched from a close distance.\u00a0 It had always been my husband\u2019s plan that I should work my way through all the available members of the first team and Fidel was my ninth of the thirty guys in the squad. Though he was the first of the four black members to fuck me. Though in truth Dean had already established that ten of them were off limits due to their various marriages and sexual choices meaning that I had been with nearly half the team.<\/p>\n
There was a noise from the door, and I stopped, fearing that the three of us had been caught. Looking over my shoulder towards the door I saw Neil enter the changing room. \u201cThank God,\u201d I whispered to myself and turned my attention back towards riding Fidel, pushing down on him so that he entered me deeper than ever before.<\/p>\n
Behind me I heard Neil walking over to Dean, he was a hanger on within the squad, an effeminate gay guy who I knew that Dean had an occasional thing with. Unsure at the appearance of another person, Fidel tried to lean over to see what was happening. Catching his face in my hands, I pulled him back over and lowered my face close to his. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, don\u2019t think about it, just concentrate on me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean don\u2019t worry?\u201d Fidel asked, trying to pull his head away from my hands. Squatting down I took him even deeper in to me so that he gasped at the pleasure.<\/p>\n
\u201cNeil and Dean have a thing, you concentrate on me and let them do their own shit.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUhh!\u201d Fidel asked but I could tell he was already too entrenched into the sensations that I was sending through his body and he quickly lost interest. Behind me, the sound of a mouth sucking on a cock reached my ears and I realised immediately that Dean was being pleasured by Neil.<\/p>\n
Standing, I turned my back to Fidel before lifting him up and pushing him into me again as I sat into his lap. Reaching my hands above my head I took hold of the coat hooks above as Fidel\u2019s hands reached round to fondle and play with my breasts and nipples. In front of me, my husband watched my blacking as Neil sucked on his hard length. It was not often that Dean was sexually satisfied while I was being fucked in front of him, but I always took great pleasure in the experience.<\/p>\n
Suddenly, Fidel grabbed hold of me by the hips and raising his own he started to buck into my hard. I knew from Dean\u2019s eyes that he could see Fidel pushing himself deep into me with all the power of his athletic body. It was enough for me and my body tensed as an orgasm took hold, flooding me as my lips emitted a gentle cry of pleasure. At the same time Fidel released and his body twitched as cum shot out of the end of his cock and into me.<\/p>\n
Our needs satisfied I collapsed back into Fidel\u2019s lap and the two of us sat there, our bodies sweating and panting with the explosion of energy as his rapidly softening cock fell from me. In the process, unplugged by his tool, a gush of cum rushed from my open and vulva and dripped onto the floor of the changing room. It was too much for Dean and seconds later I heard Neil gag as Dean, holding the younger man\u2019s mouth onto his cock, shot his load.<\/p>\n
His own release achieved, Dean let Neil stand back up and slightly embarrassed, he ran from the room as my husband put himself away.<\/p>\n
Sliding from Fidel\u2019s lap I gathered my clothes and pulled them back on. \u201cI\u2019ll leave you two to talk,\u201d I commented, \u201cI\u2019d like to maybe do that one again sometime.\u201d As I spoke, I made a point of looking at Dean and giving him a nod of the head as a hint. Then, having given Fidel a final kiss I walked from the room happy with my experience.<\/p>\n
It did not take long for me to get to the entrance to the club and I stepped outside into the cool air, realising as I did so that the post flush of orgasm was still visible on my chest. Stepping past the edge of the building a voice called to me, \u201cI thought you wanted me.\u201d It was Sarah, hiding behind the corner, she had been waiting for my appearance.<\/p>\n
\u201cI do,\u201d I said as I turned to confront her accusation.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why stay in there and let a man fuck you?\u201d<\/p>\n
The ferocity of the way Sarah attacked me took me by surprise, \u201cwhat do you mean let a man fuck me? I am married, you realise that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, but that was not your husband you just fucked.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sighing, I stepped closer to Sarah, \u201cyou must have heard the rumours though, that I have been with a number of the first team? And that\u2019s even before, you take into account the barman who was working today and the club chairman.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you promised\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, I promised that we would have some fun but today my husband lined another fuck up for me and I couldn\u2019t resist.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sarah\u2019s eyes showed that there was an anger building up inside her and for a moment I thought she was going to hit me when the sound of two men approached. It was Dean and Fidel, still chatting after the fun they had just had. They stepped past the edge of the building to see Sarah and I talking and immediately stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s going on here?\u201d asked Dean, seeing himself that Sarah was clearly upset about things.<\/p>\n
\u201cSarah is just a bit upset about things,\u201d I replied without letting on what had caused the problem.<\/p>\n
\u201cAhh.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dean had guessed immediately but Fidel, unaware of what had happened straight after the game walked into the minefield. \u201cI\u2019d love to see you two going at it,\u201d he commented.<\/p>\n
The anger in Sarah\u2019s face boiled over at the comment, \u201cyou just want to exploit her for your own fun!\u201d she shouted before launching herself towards my most recent conquest. Luckily, I had seen it coming and stepped over, catching an arm around Sarah\u2019s waist so that I was able to arrest her advance enough for Fidel to step out of the way.<\/p>\n
\u201cJesus, you need a good cock to sort you out, maybe you need to take some just like Jess.\u201d<\/p>\n
The comments were like a red rag to a bull and I found myself struggling to hold Sarah back as I used my eyes to plead with Dean to get Fidel away from the situation. Eventually, Dean got the hint and the four of us parted. The explosion of anger from Sarah meant that as she calmed down, she was far more suggestable, and I managed to guide her to the rear of the club house and away from the man she now wanted to kill.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook, I will go on a date with you, but you need to accept that I also love having sex with guys.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not sure if I can, when I was younger, men did some pretty horrible things to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow about if I promise to not do anything with a man before meeting you, that I shower and that it will be girls only?\u201d<\/p>\n
At that suggestion I could see Sarah processing the offer for a moment, \u201cnot even with your husband?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot even with my husband,\u201d I agreed after some thought. \u201cNow are you coming to the party this evening?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I think I will go home and get drunk on my own.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nodding in acceptance, I watched as Sarah walked away her shoulders slumped as if she had been somehow defeated in battle until she disappeared round, the corner. It did not take long for Dean to replace her, a smile on his face as he approached, sympathy in his eyes. \u201cAnd? He asked as I was wrapped into his arms.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d I replied as I looked up into his eyes, \u201cI think she accepts that she is never going to get me to herself and I will always want to fuck men.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood, because I am working on something with Fidel that will blow your mind.\u201d The hope that it would mean Fidel and I would get to shag again excited me and I kissed my husband.<\/p>\n
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