What I Learned From Being Gangbanged by a Whole Football Team
I’d been on a football field burying my face in my former enemy’s pussy while multiple men fucked me, but then, just like that, I’m pulled back into the antique-looking mirror in Mr. Morgan’s room. I’m back in his haunted mansion at his Halloween party, where I wore a cheerleader costume.
I can hear from the music and voices that the Morgansboro Ball is still in full swing. But I already miss the cheering fans who were watching me get fucked in public.
Was it all just in my mind? A fantasy run wild?
“What in the world?” I ask, looking up at Mr. Morgan.
“Yes, that really happened,” says Mr. Morgan, as if reading my mind.
He begins patiently explaining everything to me as if I’m a kindergartner.
“Those were all your fantasies come true. And now you’re back in the real world, and no one knows all the dirty, filthy things you just did.” He curls his lip up and winks at me. “Except for me, of course.”
“So what should I do now?” I ask, urgently searching his face for the answer. “Just go back to the party, or…?”
“Yes, dear. Just go back to the party. But first, learn something from this experience. Be free. Let loose. Be yourself. Have confidence.”
I think back to all the wild and crazy adventures I just had, and how I never would have experienced them if it hadn’t been for Mr. Morgan.
I’d come to this party as a single mom living in my same boring small town, never having any fun, and pining away for my high school crush. And then I’d become a totally changed woman!
I’d become a cheerleader slut and let my high school crush, Scott, fuck me and share me with his whole football team in public. He had come to the Halloween party dressed as an football player and he was on the other side of the mirror with me out there on the football field.
Scott had forced me to perform a public sex show as a slutty cheerleader during half time, for everyone in the stadium to watch… and I’d liked it!
Then I’d been forcibly gangbanged by the entire football team right there in public. Even though it was more like gangrape, because some of them were putting their cocks in my ass and pussy despite me being humiliated by the violations, I ended up liking that, too!
They even brought the Head Bitch cheerleader over to me and made me eat her pussy while they fucked me. It was my first lesbian experience but I’d ended up loving that, too. And so did my enemy cheerleader… so much so that she became my friend!
After thinking about the whirlwind sexual adventure I’d been on and how much I’d loved it, I realize that Mr. Morgan is right. I need to follow my desires and be true to myself. Obviously I don’t have to go around being a cheerleader super slut forever, but I should let myself be whoever I really am.
“Thanks, Mr. Morgan,” I say, and I turn to leave.
But he clears his throat, causing me to stop.
“One more thing, Monica.”
“Yes?”
“I appreciate your willingness to learn from me. To show my gratitude, and to help you focus more on yourself, I’ve opened a college fund for Sam.”
How does he know about Sam? I wonder, but after everything else that’s happened, I decide to just believe that he does, without wondering why or how. I suppose billionaires have their ways.
“It’s enough for him to go to the school of his choice, plus have some extra spending money left over. So you can relax and focus on yourself. Also, I’ve gotten you an interview and put in a word of recommendation at the Sweet Tooth. I hear they’re looking for a chef.”
“Really? Oh, my God!” The Sweet Tooth is in Chancelor, the closest biggest city to Morgansboro, and it has a great reputation for well-made food.
And their chefs are paid very well, I hear.
“Thank you so much, Mr. Morgan,” I continue. “Sam and I will be eternally grateful — ”
“No need to thank me,” he says. “And this can just stay between us.”
“Okay. Cool,” I nod and return to the party, incredulous that he would do such a thing for me.
I wish I could tell someone, but I don’t want to spill the beans about everything.
When I get back, I see Amanda, Scott and Mark in the corner, taking a break from dancing.
“Hey, guys,” I say, trying to act nonchalant, wondering what they’ll say about my recent absence.
“Hey there, Mon,” Amanda says back, looking absolutely and completely normal.
Whew, I think, but then she winks at me, which isn’t something she normally does.
“Well, hello there, you slutty cheerleader,” Scott says, and slaps my ass.
“What?!” I spin around, glaring at him, mad at Mr. Morgan for saying that no one would know what happened, and mad at Scott for making such a public spectacle out of what I’d just done.
“Woah, woah, woah,” he says, holding his hands up for emphasis. “I’m sorry! It just happens to be what you’re dressed as for this Halloween party.”
He tries unsuccessfully to hold back a sheepish grin, and I laugh, because he’s right. It’s totally what I’m dressed at.
After he’s done letting his laughter out, he pecks me on the cheek and says, “Really, Monica, no offense intended. I think you look totally hot in that outfit, but I know you’re super innocent… so far.”
“So far?” I wink at him, and raise an eyebrow for emphasis, daring him to open up his flirting and turn it into something more.
The old me would never do this. But the me who was just cheerleading, stripping, fucking, sucking and licking in front of a huge crowd would think nothing of it. I decide to be in between the two extremes, but to be a little more like that Monica.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Amanda down her drink, and then she says, “Oh, looks like I’m out. Who needs a refill?”
“Me, me, me, me, me!” I say, and then I give Amanda a big hug, because it’s not like her to offer to get me a drink.
She’s usually more like the Head Bitch Cheerleader in that other world that Mr. Morgan had caused me to catapult into.
A crazy thought suddenly flitters through my mind:
What if Amanda had had to pay a visit to Mr. Morgan in his room with the magic mirror, too? What if she really was there in my fantasy? And does that mean Scott was really there, too?
But I dismiss the thought almost as soon as it enters my mind. No need to sound even crazier by asking them if they were part of my crazy fantasy.
“Sure, Mon,” Amanda says, and then she whispers, “How’s it going with Scott?”
I answer honestly.
“It’s going great! I’ll tell you on the way to the bar.”
She nods excitedly and then asks, “Another round, boys?” as we start to make our way there.
“Yes, Beer Wench,” says Mark, referring to Amanda’s costume, and I see him pinch her ass under her admittedly sexy beer maid costume. Scott nods and winks in our direction.
“Don’t you think they’re being weird?” Amanda asks me, as we continue to walk away from them.
“They’re just in a party spirit,” I say. “You never know what can happen at a costume party!”
And to prove it, I decide to be the more adventurous Monica from the other side of Mr. Morgan’s mirror. As we wait for the bartender to notice us, I slip my hand onto Monica’s ass and then gently slip it back out, as if it could have been an accident.
And I say, “This beer wench working the bar isn’t nearly as good at serving beer as you would be, up there in your sexy costume.”
“Thanks, Amanda. The Morgansboro Ball is certainly very magical.”
She links arms with me.
“Yes, it most certainly is,” I agree.
“But there are definitely not enough football players here, and that really hampers your style.”
“What?”
I stop waving my arm at the bartender long enough to look at her closely, trying to ascertain her seriousness. She laughs and then nudges me playfully, but also sexually.
“I was just kidding. I just meant that your outfit would fit in better at this costume party if there were more guys dressed as football players, because then you’d have a whole team to cheer for. Don’t you think?”
“For sure,” I say, feeling relieved that that’s all she’s referring to.
I nudge her back and then return to my task of trying to get the bartender’s attention.
Stop reading into everything, I yell at myself, but my panties get a little wet at the recent memory of licking Amanda’s pussy while Scott and another football player teammate of his fuck me silly.
If I’m honest with myself, I also loved having his big cock in my ass while I had his teammates’ cocks in my pussy. I loved being fucked in public with a whole crowd of people watching us and pleasuring themselves.
Perhaps the real me should have more gangbangs, because they certainly made me feel happier!
I would definitely not turn down a trip through Mr. Morgan’s magic mirror if it was to be offered to me again. I’m even beginning to have a feeling that Amanda would willingly come with me. And that I would like that very much indeed.
Thank you for reading! This was the fifth and last part of my erotic serial here on Medium called Gangraped by the Football Team. If you haven’t read the other installments and would like to get caught up, you can start here at 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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