“All of you feel wonderful.” I felt a sigh and a moan escape my lips.
“Don’t take all day, Roger.” Jerrod teased his teammate, who was going slow compared to unbridled lust I got from Chad and Matt.
“I’m making sure we both enjoy it.” Roger looked at me and smiled. I nodded to
let him know I was loving every thrust.
Roger took his time and I felt the pressure building faster as he continued driving his cock into my g-spot. When he started to throb and pulsate, I slid closer and moved my hips against him, creating a harmonious collision of our bodies until I felt him start to cum. I orgasmed along with him, surprised that every single one of them could drive me over the edge. Jerrod couldn’t wait any longer, so he was up next and immediately started to deliver thunderous thrusts. They were more intense than what Roger gave me, but after his slow and steady route to ejaculation, it was a welcome change. Jerrod made me orgasm quick with his quick, powerful thrusts, but he wasn’t done. He pounded me until I could see sweat on his brow and when he finally started to cum, his whole body folded in half from the intensity of the pressure he had built up in his balls. My body was already starting to feel exhausted and I had three more to go.
“That’s how you fuck a woman.” Jerrod smiled as he wiped sweat and stepped away from the bed.
“And you called me a jackhammer.” Matt chuckled.
Joe took Jerrod’s place and while he wasn’t quite as forceful with his thrusts as Jerrod, they were still strong enough to reignite the fire that I thought was going to be fanned out by sheer exhaustion. Joe’s lean, athletic body was put to the test as he furiously worked on my next orgasm. I could tell that he didn’t want to cum until I was satisfied. It took a little longer to build that pressure back up with all the ones I had experienced, but with his determination and effort, I started to feel it growing inside of me again. Joe came close several times, but slowed his thrusts until he could control his own pleasure and keep me suspended on the edge of mine. When he finally got me to the point of no return, I could feel my whole body quivering and shaking as another orgasm was forced from me. Joe finally started to cum, sending streams of his warm manhood into my spasming pussy.
“Holy shit...” I felt my breaths coming out in pants. “I really don’t think I can orgasm again today...”
“You orgasmed more than this yesterday.” Coach Dawson grabbed my legs and pulled me towards his engorged cock.
“Are you really expecting me to orgasm this much every day?” My mouth formed a gasp of surprise when I felt Coach Dawson starting to push his cock inside of me.
“You know it.” Hank slid close to me and started to kiss my neck. “It is the reward we all want for taking care of you. I don’t think you’ll be doing very much complaining.”
Wow, this is going to be exhausting!
Coach Dawson’s expertise was clear as he started slow and began to build up his thrusts as the lust inside of me started to come alive yet again. There was something about having an experienced older man in my pussy that none of the young studs quite understood. With enough practice, they would all be as good as Coach Dawson. He was still athletic and stacked with muscles, despite his insistence that he just maintained what he had. Any woman would have been lucky to have a man his age crawling into their bed every night, whether they were a teenager or a grandmother. He built our pleasure together, stacking the sensations until both of us were panting with desire for our climax. He was the sixth man to make me cum during the session and when I felt it rolling out of me, I was almost certain that was it. I knew I still had Hank’s enormous cock to go, but I was spent, even if I wanted to give him the reward he asked for.
“I bet you think you can’t have another one.” Hank chuckled as he pulled me to the edge of the bed and rolled me over onto my stomach. “I know what you really like.”
“Do you now?” I looked over my shoulder as he brought the flat surface of his palm down on my ass.
“I’ll have you begging for another orgasm before I even start fucking you.” He brought his hand down again and spanked the other side of my ass.
“Don’t hurt her, Hank.” I could hear Jerrod’s voice laced with a bit of concern.
“It’s okay.” I looked up and moaned as Hank spanked me again. “I like it.”
“Damn that’s hot.” Roger let out a sigh. “Can I try that sometime?”
“Of course.” I bit my lip with a smile as Hank gave me a harder one that landed across both sides of my ass.
Hank’s expertly placed smacks had me turned on in no time. I spread my legs further apart as he spanked me and he moved between them, pushing his enormous cock against me from behind. I pushed up and felt his hands squeeze my tender ass as he drove himself deep. The spanking wasn’t enough to hurt, but it made my ass sting a little bit, which made me even wetter than I had been previously. His cock was so big that it stretched my g-spot constantly, never moving from it while he fucked me. The spanking had already started to build up my orgasm so when Hank’s cock thundered across my g-spot with quick thrusts, I was shaking with the building pressure. The spanking seemed to turn Hank on as well, because I felt his pulsating cock ready to unload when he landed a few dozen strokes inside of me. He picked up the pace and I started to orgasm, feeling my body erupt while he ejaculated. By the time his cock was spent, I was barely able to keep my eyes open in the afterglow of bliss.
“We’ll let you rest for a bit.” Coach Dawson leaned over and kissed my neck. “Then we’ll be back for round two.”
“Round two?” I felt my exhausted eyes open wide in surprise.
Holy shit.
True to their word, all seven of them returned one by one to lay claim to my exhausted body again. By the time they were done with me again, I was almost numb to their touch, but savoring each of them when they came for me. It seemed like nothing could stop me from enjoying sex, no matter how many times they fucked me. They finally hit the field late, but with Coach Dawson on their side, it didn’t seem like it would matter. They returned that evening for round three, and I learned my limits were higher than I ever dreamed. The days started to pass and our time together in bed started to slow down with the season approaching. The preseason games were easy for the team, and I was there to cheer them on. When we made our way to Atlanta for our opening game, they were like dynamite on the field. The six players seemed unstoppable as the season continued—both in the bedroom and on the field. Even Coach Dawson seemed to have a new passion for the game; almost as furious as his passion for me. When the Big Game finally came, the team walked into it undefeated and ready to wear their championship rings. I knew there was nothing that could stop them when they were determined because I had felt that determination every single day.
Epilogue — Mia
The championship ceremony was like nothing I could have ever imagined. We kept up our charade and Matt was the one I kissed in public, but when the cameras were gone, I had all seven of them on my lips. With the regular season over, we returned to Coach Dawson’s ranch and I learned how amazing it was to have their undivided attention every day. I felt like a spoiled princess, the queen of their lives, and before long I had a new title looming on the horizon—mother. I wasn’t sure which of them had put the baby inside of me, but they all took care of me like it was their own. I knew the child was going to be lucky to have so many people that cared about it when it finally did make an appearance in the world. I wasn’t sure how I would explain our life to my future son or daughter, but I figured we would find the right way to do it together.
“So, what are we going to name our future quarterback?” Jerrod took a seat and twisted the top off a beer.
“Quarterback?” Matt sat down beside me and rubbed my belly which had finally started to show. “He’s going to be a beast and destroy quarterbacks.”