Gangbanged by the Football Team in Public

My crush, a hot football player, forcefully fucked me during half time and then shared me with his teammates. And I loved it!

I’m lying face-down on one end of a professional football field, naked except for my thong, which is pulled to the side and drenched in the quarterback’s cum. I’m tied to the goal post and utterly spent from being bound and fucked in public by Scott Adelman, my high school crush.

My pussy is throbbing and hurting, and I was just publicly shamed and humiliated, but it all feels oh-so-good.

My mind races as I think over all the crazy things that have happened today. Earlier I attended the Morgansboro Ball, an exclusive costume party hosted by Mr. Morgan, a billionaire who is heir to the town of Morgansboro’s founders.

I’ve lived in Morgansboro my whole life, but I had never been invited to the Ball. My high school best friend Amanda changed that track record for me this year and managed to land herself an invitation with a plus one — and she brought me to the Ball as her plus one.

She had moved away for college after high school, and she’s since become a big shot lawyer in Boston. So, of course Mr. Morgan had wanted to invite her since he invites all the bigwigs to his fancies Halloween Balls.

Scott — after dating me for a hot minute — also moved away for college, where he played football, which he then went on to play in the NFL for a while.

I wore a slutty cheerleader uniform to the Ball, but that’s about where the similarities between that world and my current world end. When I was in line to get in, I spotted Scott Adelman and my eyeballs almost fell out from the surprise.

I guess I shouldn’t have been so shocked that he was there — he was Morgansboro’s claim to fame, after all, and only the rich, beautiful and powerful people were invited to the Ball. But I guess I thought he had left Morgansboro for good, since I certainly hadn’t seen him around in many years. I figured that our small hometown was just a speck of dust in his rearview mirror by now.

While I was at the Ball, Scott actually came over and talked to me, and even though it was only about his glory days of playing football, I was glad that he’d remembered me and glad for the chance to just listen to him while staring at his muscular chest and attractive eyes.

I’ve always been shy, and I turn especially shy when I’m around guys that I like. It’s prevented me from being able to date many of them. Well, that, and the fact that I have a ten-year-old son, Sam.

And I work at a lot, as a chef at the local nursing home, and try to scrape together some kind of savings for Sam, so that he can attend and hopefully finish college, which I never did, and so that I can help make a better life for him than I’ve managed to make for myself.

Just as Scott and I were really hitting it off at the Ball, I was summoned by a mysterious stranger dressed in a vampire costume to meet Mr. Morgan in a spooky room with a haunted-looking antique mirror. I thought he was hitting on me because he was telling me how confident I should be since I’m a really a great person, blah blah blah, and he was giving me life lessons on being myself, or anyone I want to be.

Then he pushed me through the creepy mirror and out I tumbled out onto this football field, in the middle of a live football game. And to top it all off, apparently, I’m a professional cheerleader, and there I was in the middle of a cheer with all the other cheerleaders, looking like I belong, except for when I dared to get a little too into it and kicked up my leg with too much glee, and the Head Bitch cheerleader had yelled at me.

I soon got my revenge, though, because Mr. Morgan was up on the loudspeaker telling the crowd that I was coming onto the field to give them a private show. Sure enough, I confidently twisted and twirled all over the field until the crowd kept yelling at me to take off my clothes, and of course I had to oblige them. Then Scott appeared and punished me for being such a naughty little exhibitionist.

And all of that is how I ended up in this completely unpredictable situation, but I still can’t really believe it. If you had told me yesterday that today I would be doing any of this, I would have told you to come talk to me when your drugs wore off.

But here I am surprising myself and going along with it — I guess because I don’t know anyone here and I assume I’ll never be here again in my life, and it’s all some big fantasy, so I might as well let loose, like Mr. Morgan keeps telling me to do.

Suddenly, while I’m still laying down in the grass, I hear a deafening roar, which at first, I think is still applause for the way I just sucked Scott’s cock, but before I know it, someone is behind me, grabbing my waist and pulling my panties to the side.

“What in the — ?” I ask, but Scott says, Shhhh, as the person behind me blindfolds me.

“And now for another extra special performance,” booms Mr. Morgan’s voice over the loudspeaker, and I realize why the crowd is clapping so much.

“But, Scott, I only want to be with you.”

I hold onto his cock — which is already half-erect again — because I’m losing my bearings and can’t see with the blindfold over my eyes.

“Sorry, babe, but I have to share everything with my teammates. It’s in my contract.”

“But I don’t want — “ I begin to say, as I feel a big, hard cock pushing its way into my pussy.

I try to pull away from it, but it’s impossible, because the person behind me is holding me close to him, and because my wrists are tied to the goal post.

“Monica is only doing everything she wants to do,” Mr. Morgan announces to the crowd, as if he can hear my protests down here on the field, from all the way up there in the speaker box. “This is like everyone watching her private little fantasy. Aren’t you all so very lucky?”

As Scott pushes his cock back into my throat again and thrusts it further into me while it grows harder, at the same time that the guy behind me thrusts his cock into my pussy, I realize that I don’t mind this so much.

It actually feels good.

And no one here knows me.

Somehow this is my real-life fantasy world. I don’t know what Mr. Morgan and his magic mirror did to get me to this point, but here I am. So, I really go crazy, letting Mystery Man fuck me while I suck Scott off nice and hard.

“There you go,” Scott says. “I knew you’d like this. You like how my cock feels in your mouth while Derek’s cock is in your pussy, don’t you?”

I nod and continue sucking while Derek fills up my pussy with his cum.

That was fast, I think, and then I think, Well, onto the next.

I don’t even know this person I’ve turned into. But here I am sticking my ass up in the air and practically begging to be fucked by any guy on the football team who wants to take me. I feel strong hands on me and hear a man’s rough voice say, “Get on your hands and knees, bitch.”

He slaps my ass and I jump.

“Hey!” I protest — it was one thing when Scott was hitting me, but I don’t even know this guy — but he pulls my hair roughly and says, “Shut up or we’ll gag you. You don’t want that now, do you?”

I shake my head and then that player says, “Help me out back here, Scott.”

Scott moves around to the back of me, and I hear the crowd chanting, “Fuck her in the ass! Fuck her in the ass!”

“Please don’t — “ I beg Scott, afraid to say more so that I won’t be gagged.

At the same time, I hear Mr. Morgan’s voice on the loudspeaker.

“Monica really likes this,” he says. “She just doesn’t know it yet. Let’s all watch while we find out how much Monica loves being fucked by two guys at once.”

I feel a large cock enter my pussy and then a more familiar-feeling one enter my ass. I’ve never had anal sex before, and I certainly never imagined that my first time trying it out would be in front of a stadium full of people.

I know that I’m too tensed up and so I try to relax, glad that Scott’s cock is in my ass and not the other guy’s. But it still hurts, and I half stand up — as much as I can with the restraints around my wrist, anyway — and hold onto the goalpost, bracing myself against the thrust of both guys’ big dicks inside me.

“Do you like to feel my cock in your ass?” whispers Scott, into my ear, as he kisses and licks up and down my neck.

And I have to admit that when he says it like that, I do start to enjoy it.

“It definitely feels different,” I admit, and then the other player smacks my ass and says, “Say you like it, you slutty little cheerleader bitch.”

“I like it! I like it!” I hurry to say, but as I settle in and relax even more, I realize that I actually do really like it.

“I like both of your cocks in me at once. It feels so good,” I tell them.

“Does your slutty little pussy like it?” asks the man.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

I ease myself back and forth, riding his big, hard dick with my tight, wet pussy as I also feel Scott’s dick pulsing in my ass. I listen to the crowd cheering and clapping, and I feel like a movie star.

“I’m cumming,” I almost whisper, feeling a wave of sweet release washing over me suddenly.

“Say it louder!” the stranger demands, and I cum all over his dick as I shout it louder: “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”

“I told you all that she likes it,” says Mr. Morgan, pleased with himself up in the announcer’s box.

Scott grabs my breasts and plays with my nipples as I lean over slightly, panting, because it feels so damn good.

“Switch me,” the other player tells Scott. “I’ll show this cheerleader bitch what a real dick in her ass feels like.”

“No!” I protest, squirming to try to get away.

But as I feel his strong hands on my waist while he pulls me in closer to him, I already feel a burning desire to have his long, thick dick inside my ass.

After all, if Scott’s felt good, what will his feel like? I wonder.

Soon, I have my answer. At first, his cok hurts as it enters my ass. I want to cry out, but I keep my pain to myself, for one thing because I don’t want to be gagged by them and for another thing because I have a feeling it will soon start to feel good.

And sure enough, before long I feel pleasure from the large dick going in and out of my asshole. Combined with the feeling of the dick in my pussy, it’s almost too much to handle.

“It feels so good when both of you are inside me.”

I sigh and lean over while they do their thing quite excellently. The crowd is cheering and although I can’t see, I can tell from grunts and sounds of pleasure that what sounds like the entire football team is surrounding us, jerking off and calling out their praises to the men who are fucking me.

“Hold up, I’m about to cum,” the football player says, and before I know it, there’s cum everywhere: in my ass, and, as he pulls out, on my ass, my back, my neck — there’s just a ton of it.

“That’s some fine-ass pussy right there,” he says. “Who’s next?”

I’m excited, wondering who will fuck me next because I love doing this, and I want to keep doing it. I hope this fantasy will never end.

Thank you for reading! Be sure to follow me on Medium for MORE sizzling hot stories like this. This is the third part of my erotic serial here on Medium called Gangraped by the Football Team. To continue on to the next installment, click here for Part 4: I Eat Pussy for My First Time as a Football Team Full of Men Fuck Me. If you’d like to start at the beginning, click here for Part 1: Becoming a Cheerleader Slut. Or if you’ve missed any of the installments, here’s a list:

Part 1: Becoming a Cheerleader Slut

Part 2: Forced to Perform a Public Sex Show as a Slutty Cheerleader at Half Time

Part 3: Gangbanged by the Football Team in Public

Part 4: I Eat Pussy for My First Time as a Football Team Full of Men Fuck Me

Part 5: What I Learned from Being Gangbanged by an Entire Football Team

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