So many teenage boys, so little time...Christine and Tracey race to do the entire team before midnight.
8:41 P.M. Jake tosses Christine onto the oversized California King bed in the master bedroom; Brett deposits a giggling Tracey onto the mattress next to her friend. The two MILFs eagerly spread their legs wide, the toes of their stiletto pumps pointing at the ceiling as the two massive linemen, both solid muscle, get into position on top of them and slide their erect peckers home. Jake inserts his 8 inch crank into Christine and begins to thrust like a piston, while Brett shoves his 7.5 inch tool into Tracey and begins to hammer her relentlessly. The rowdy crowd of football studs push their way into the bedroom and cluster in the doorway to watch the carnal spectacle and cheer their teammates on. Downstairs, someone has hit play on the sound system again, but the music is completely drowned out by the cacophonous cheers and shouts of approval from the crowd of teens. Christine delights in the feel of her massive stud hammering her into the mattress again and again, the bed creaking with every thrust, followed up each time by an aftershock as Brett slams home into a loudly moaning Tracey. Soon, the two studs manage to synchronize their hip thrusts, delivering them in unison with shattering force and precision. Catching the mood of the crowd watching her getting fucked into oblivion, Christine cries out “Go, Warriors!!!!” Tracey lets out a loud whoop of approval, and the football studs take up the chant. “Go, Warriors! Go, Warriors! GO! GO!! GO!!!” The body heat from the closely packed throng of adolescent studs, as well as the heat generated by the frenzied pussy pounding, soon turns the room into a sauna. Both Jake and Brett begin to sweat profusely, bathing Christine and Tracey in their perspiration and completely drenching the bed as well. Christine feels herself rushing towards climax; suddenly she can feel Tracey’s body stiffen beside her as she lets out a loud, ear-piercing moan. This is more than enough to push Christine over the edge, and she joins her friend in orgasm. The hip thrusts are coming harder and faster now; the studs can’t hold out much longer. The bed is creaking and squealing even more loudly, straining under the combined weight of 575 pounds of prime American beef. “You guys are going to break the bed!” Tracey cries out, and this inspires a new chant from the spectators. “Break the bed!!! Break the bed!!! Break the bed!!!” The two studs do their best to comply, unleashing an even more frenzied pounding on the two MILFs. Both sluts are now screaming loudly, their pussies being pulverized by the sledgehammer thrusts of the two hulking studs. Christine reaches up and caresses Jake’s sweaty face with both hands. Looking deep into his eyes, consumed with lust, she gasps, “Yeah babe, break the bed! Break it!” Finally, Brett slams his hips forward one last time; buried balls deep in Tracey, his dick begins to spew, belching his man slime deep inside of her. Jake lasts a little longer than his younger teammate, and then he too, surrenders his load, letting out a deep groan as the white flood surges up from deep inside his balls; Christine moans in ecstasy, climaxing again as she feels the stud’s love sludge being pumped into her. Meanwhile, Brett dismounts from Tracey, and Zane, another beefy lineman, starts to clamber into bed to take his place. With Jake’s tool still spurting deep inside of her, Christine manages to gasp out, “You better take him into the guest room, Tray! You can break the bed in there!” Getting up and grabbing Zane by the hand, Tracey gently pulls him out of bed and guides him towards the door. “Wow! You’re a big boy!” she exclaims happily, admiring the stud’s erect 7.5 inch pecker. She takes hold of his stiffened tool with a firm grip and using it like a leash, she leads him through the boisterous, cheering crowd, out of the master bedroom, and down the hall to the guest room, a squad of a dozen of the stud’s teammates following in their wake…
8:48 P.M. As Jake pulls out of her pussy, Christine tries to establish some semblance of order to the carnal festivities. “Okay, guys! One at a time! Line up! Who’s next?” Travis, a 17 year old, 5’10, 155 pound wide receiver steps forward. He inserts his 7 inch dick into Christine and begins thrusting. In compliance with Christine’s wishes, the team members regain some of their discipline and begin to form a line outside the bedroom; she is Coach’s wife, after all! Yuck! That music again! Christine can’t help thinking, even as Travis plows her pussy. Things have now quieted down enough that the obnoxious tunes can be heard clearly again, but Christine forgets her distaste for millennial music as Travis’ steady, rhythmic pelvic thumps quickly bring her to orgasm…
In the guest bedroom, Zane, a 6’4 tackle, weighing 277 pounds, and only 15 years old, is hammering Tracey with a vengeance. “Come on, baby! Let’s break the bed!” she encourages the young stud. “I’m trying! I’m trying!” the sweating, grunting stud assures her, as he slams full force into her over and over again. “Fuck her, Zane! Fuck her, dude!” Dalton, a fellow 15 year old, calls out encouragingly as he watches from the doorway, rigid dick in hand, patiently waiting his turn. Zane thrusts harder, faster and deeper; the queen size bed groans and creaks loudly. The young stud hammers the MILF into orgasm, but still the bed holds out, until finally, he realizes that the bed will endure longer than he can. With a groan, he orgasms and blasts thick spurts of his ball snot deep into a moaning Tracey. “I tried! I tried!” the sweaty stud gasps, as his tool continues to spurt. “I know you did, baby! We almost did it!” Tracey assures him happily. After Zane pulls out, Tracey repositions herself on all fours, her ass pointed at the open door, readying herself for some doggy style pounding. “Next!” she calls out loudly over her shoulder and giggles. Soon, Dalton, a 5’4, 140 pound running back with a 6 inch tool, is hammering her from behind, his hands gripping her hips tightly…
8:55 P.M. A groaning Travis ejaculates his love slime into Christine’s pussy. He pulls out and Nathan, a 17 year old, 6 foot tall, 200 pound lineman quickly steps up and takes his place, sliding his tool into Christine’s love slot. “Mmm…sexy tattoo, babe!” Christine purrs, reaching up and caressing the stud’s bulging, rock hard right bicep, encircled with a barbed wire band tattoo. “You’re a bad boy, aren’t you? I can tell!’ “I am…bad…I’m fuckin’…Coach’s…wife!” the stud grunts in reply. Christine giggles wickedly as Nathan quickly finds his rhythm and begins mercilessly pummeling her pussy with his 7 inch fuck stick...
8:59 P.M. Dalton’s balls explode and he blasts a massive load of his genetic sludge into Tracey. He pulls out and Colin, also 15, a 6’2, 180 pound tight end, slides in. Tracey, still in doggy position, is unaware of the identity of her new stud, but she can feel that his dick is bigger than Dalton’s and sure enough, Colin’s 7 inch tool furnishes her with additional deep thrusting pleasure. “Oh yeah, baby! Oh, yeah!” she moans approvingly, delighting in her new stud’s extra swollen inch…
9 P.M. The extreme rowdiness of the gangbang’s early stages has now subsided and the studs form two roughly orderly lines in the second floor hallway. By unspoken agreement, the juniors and seniors form up outside the master bedroom; they have the privilege of fucking Coach’s wife first. The sophomores wait their turn outside the guest room; one after another, they will pound Tracey into carnal oblivion. All of these young, fit, muscular teenage studs are nothing more than carnal cannon fodder for the two dick hungry MILFs. All are bare ass naked, and all of them are now in a full state of arousal, nursing throbbing erections. Like all teenage boys, they can’t keep their hands away from their love wands; they slowly stroke themselves, stimulating and maintaining their boners until it’s their turn to go into action. They also can’t resist the other common temptation of teenage boys; to compare themselves to each other. While they’ve seen each other naked many times, this is the first time that most of them have been fully erect in each other’s presence. There are brief, furtive glances by some of the studs. Other, bolder groups of boys blatantly and openly compare their inflamed tools with each other. Slung beneath the dozens of erect love wands are tightly slung, musky nut pouches, containing each boy’s set of twin DNA factories that are now working overtime, as billions of sperm cells divide and subdivide. Ball sacks begin to swell and expand as the slimy white genetic flood increases in volume, waiting for release.
As they wait, their sweating, grunting teammates are punishing MILF pussy. Nathan puts his full 200 pounds into every thrust as he slams into Christine again and again; consumed with lust, she looks up into his eyes and moans in ecstasy. Colin, hammering Tracey doggy style, suddenly gives her a sharp, stinging slap on her right ass cheek. Tracey lets out a loud, delighted yelp. “Yeah, baby! Smack that ass!” she yells. The stud complies, slapping the screaming MILF’s butt cheek until it’s red and raw as he continues his steady thrusting…
With a deep, visceral groan, a sweat soaked Nathan spews a massive load of love slime into Christine. “Three times, baby! You made me cum three times!” Christine exclaims appreciatively as her bad boy stud withdraws his still oozing fuck stick from her pussy. Next in line is 17 year old Cody, whom she had sucked off earlier in the evening. Smiling up at him, she gives him a friendly hello as he slides his 7 inch pecker into her…
Colin splatters the deepest reaches of Tracey’s pussy with his man goo. He pulls out, and immediately, 15 year old Sean, a 5’8, 150 pound wide receiver, shoves his dick into the MILF. Sean is a handsome, blue eyed blond, but Tracey, taking him doggy style, doesn’t know what he looks like and doesn’t care. All she wants is his 6 inch dick. “Holy shit! There’s a handprint on your ass!” her new, faceless lover exclaims as he begins thrusting. “Woohoo!” Tracey cheers in response; her ass is sore from Colin’s spanking, but it hurts so good! Sean quickly finds his rhythm, and soon he’s pounding pussy with steady, powerful thrusts, Tracey calling out encouragement to him over her shoulder. “Yeah! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me!” I feel like such a fucking whore! she thinks to herself. Letting all these young guys fuck me and not even knowing who they are! Thrilled with the anonymity and the randomness, she can soon feel herself being propelled towards the brink of yet another orgasm…
While Tracey is being plowed relentlessly by her anonymous stud, Christine looks up into Cody’s eyes as he slides in and out of her with steady, forceful thrusts. Cody is a 5’10, 175 pound wide receiver with brown hair and blue eyes. “You’re lasting a good long time, babe!” she exclaims happily, as he thumps away at her. “Pussy…is so…good…!” the stud gasps, his thrusting tool bathed and coated with Christine’s succulent carnal honey. Good thing I sucked him off! He’s going to be inside me for a while! the MILF assures herself; she throws her head back on the pillow and lets out a loud moan as the young stud hits just the right spot…
Sean’s tool spews a thick, slimy load of ball snot deep into Tracey’s pussy. He pulls out, and Ian, yet another 15 year old, takes his place. Ian is a 5’11, 195 pound fullback; like Sean, he’s equipped with a 6 inch tool. “Wow! Your ass is all red!” he exclaims as he slides into Tracey’s pussy and begins thrusting. Tracey merely giggles in response. Soon, she’s moaning in ecstasy as the muscular young stud smashes her pussy again and again with sledgehammer thrusting...
Christine and Cody continue their horizontal mattress dance. The stud shows no signs of tiring and Christine can tell that she’s being fucked by an experienced young stud. “You’re so good, babe!” she gasps. She suddenly realizes that the stud is thrusting his hips in rhythm to the music and to her amazement, she finds herself turned on by this. Wow! Tracey is right! This music is good to fuck to! “This music is thumpin’!” she groans as Cody slams his hips forward yet again. Now fully into his groove, the stud merely grunts his assent as he draws his hips back and thrusts forward again, his hairy ass cheeks rippling with every thrust as he propels Christine headlong into another orgasm…
After hammering Tracey into a series of multiple orgasms, Ian ejaculates his ball scum into her pussy and then pulls out to make way for the next stud. Gavin, 15, is a massive, 6’1, 219 pound offensive lineman, even bigger than Ian. Delivering merciless, forceful thrusts with his 6 inch tool, he pounds Tracey into first one screaming orgasm, and then another and then another…
9:15 P.M. After an intense, prolonged, sustained fucking, a sweat saturated Cody can endure no longer. “I’m gonna cum!” he gasps, getting in his last few thrusts. “Give me that load, babe!” Christine begs him; from a distance, blending in with the music, she can hear Tracey screaming in ecstasy. Cody lets out a gasp and then a deep groan as his tool spurts again and again, propelling his love slime deep into Christine’s well pounded box. “Oh yeah, babe! Give it to me! Give it to me!” she moans. Once his tool has finished spurting, he pulls out and dismounts. Carson then lowers himself onto the MILF and inserts his rigid manhood into her. A 17 year old, 5’9, 155 pound wide receiver with blond hair and blue eyes, Carson is equipped with a 7 inch love wand; Christine lifts her head off the pillow to exchange a deep, searing tongue kiss with the handsome stud as he begins his thrusting…
After a round of furious pussy hammering, Gavin’s balls release their massive, slimy load of man sludge, which spurts from his tool deep into Tracey’s love slot. Almost breathless from multiple orgasms, the gasping MILF is given no time to recover as Gavin pulls out and Nick crams his dick into her. A 15 year old, 6 foot tall, 195 pound middle linebacker, Nick has a 6 inch love crank. With a firm grip on Tracey’s hips, the stud pounds her pussy mercilessly and she soon finds herself hurtling headlong into another series of orgasms…
Carson blasts his load into Christine. After he pulls out, he is followed by Troy, a 16 year old, 6’2, 180 pound wide receiver. A tall, good looking stud with brown hair and brown eyes, Troy is blessed with a 7.5 inch love wand. Christine moans with anticipation as she feels the stud’s long, stiff pussy probe sliding deeper and deeper into her. “Give it to me deep, babe!” she gasps. The young stud complies, using powerful thrusts of his flesh pole to bring her to climax. “Oh, babe! You’re so fucking good!” she moans as he continues his relentless, deep impact thrusting…
Throwing his head back and with a loud exclamation of “Oh, shit!” Nick orgasms, his pecker belching thick globs of love snot deep into Tracey’s pussy. The MILF is loudly gasping for breath as the stud pulls his cum oozing tool out of her; Holy shit! All these big guys pounding me! I just keep cumming and cumming! she thinks to herself, becoming dazed from the nonstop hammering that she’s being subjected to. Peyton, another massive lineman, now takes his turn in her love box. Only 15 years old, he is a towering 6’2, 240 pound tackle. He locks his hands onto Tracey’s hips with an iron grip and begins slamming her with his 6.5 inch fuck stick, putting his full body weight behind every thrust. “Holy shit!” Tracey screams. “Oh my god! Oh my god!! Oh my god!!!” she screams, as she’s hurtled headlong into a string of intense, mind-blowing multiple orgasms…
Buried balls deep in Christine, a groaning Troy shoots his load. As he orgasms, Christine joins him in climax, moaning in ecstasy, her orgasmic cries providing counterpoint to Tracey’s screams echoing from down the hall. “You were so fucking good, babe!” Christine gasps, running her hands all over the stud’s sweaty body before he pulls out and dismounts. Christine experiences yet another thrill as Doug now enters the room. The 17 year old, 5’6, 165 pound running back is compact, muscular and strikingly handsome with his piercing blue eyes and curly black hair peeking out from under his backwards baseball cap. His 7 inch love worm is fully erect and throbbing, his sperm swollen nut pouch slung tightly underneath. Christine has long lusted after the good looking stud and harbored the same deeply suppressed fantasies about him that she has so recently fulfilled with Bob. As the stud climbs into bed, Christine scrambles into position onto all fours, facing him. “I want to taste you, babe!” she announces breathlessly and the stud takes up a kneeling position in front of her. Christine takes the stud’s swollen tool in her mouth and begins vigorously bobbing her head up and down on it. Doug groans with pleasure while his teammates, standing in the doorway, cheer Christine on. “Suck it! Suck it! Suck it!” they chant boisterously. “You like that, babe?” Christine asks, locking eyes with the stud, before tonguing his sweaty, musky ball sack. “Fuck, yeah!” the handsome teen groans, as Christine takes his pulsating pecker in her mouth again…
Almost at the same moment that Troy is cumming inside Christine, a sweat drenched Peyton blasts a massive load of man sludge deep into Tracey’s pussy. Almost sobbing from the tsunami of multiple orgasms that have slammed into her, Tracey can feel the next dick being shoved into her. Isaac is yet another of the 15 year old blue eyed blonds that have gained the Warriors their reputation for being eye candy for teenage girls all across the state. In contrast to the quartet of massive studs who have just devastated Tracey’s pussy, Isaac is a 5’8, 132 pound wide receiver. Having the lean, wiry Isaac inside of her is a relief after being mercilessly jackhammered by his beefier teammates. While not as ruthless with his dick, the young stud still possesses considerable carnal skill and the rhythmic thrusting of his 6 inch tool quickly but gently nudges Tracey into yet another climax…
9:30 P.M. The temptation to suck Doug off to ejaculation is almost overwhelming, but Christine finally pulls her mouth off of his throbbing, pulsating tool. “Come on, babe! I don’t want to waste your load in my mouth!” she announces, throwing herself onto her back and spreading her legs wide. The stud slides his rigid, saliva slathered pecker into the MILF’s eager pussy and begins thrusting. “I saw those sexy blue undies you had on babe! Were you wearing them just for me?” Christine asks playfully, gazing up at her young stud. “Yeah…I knew…I was…gonna…fuck you…!” the stud gasps, as he settles into steady, rhythmic thrusting. Christine giggles and raises her head off the pillow, reaching for him with her mouth. Their lips meet to seal their forbidden love, their tongues violently thrashing together, as teen penis hammers married pussy. As her tongue entwines itself with Doug’s, Christine closes her eyes and can feel herself being carried along to climax…
Isaac lets out a deep groan. His balls spasm convulsively and a thick, slimy mass of his genetic scum is hurled deep into Tracey’s well fucked cunt. He pulls out, and 15 year old Kyle slips his dick into the lustful MILF. After experiencing a brief respite with Isaac, Tracey is about to have her pussy mercilessly punished yet again. Kyle is a 6’2, 270 pound tackle. He locks both of his hands onto Tracey’s hips and uses his 6.5 inch tool as a battering ram, throwing his full weight into every thrust, pounding the screaming MILF with a vengeance. “Oh my god! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Tracey screams as she feels herself being propelled into yet another chain of orgasms. Throwing her head back, she lets out a long, loud, piercing shriek, primal in its intensity. The screaming only makes the stud pound her harder, but he’s driven nearly to distraction by the ear-splitting racket. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he catches sight of something lying nearby on the bed and reaches out for it, even as he continues his ruthless thrusting…
“Holy Shit! They’re murdering Tracey!” Christine exclaims, looking up into Doug’s bright blue eyes as he continues to pound her pussy. “Offensive line…big dudes…” Doug manages to gasp out between thrusts. “They’re fucking the shit out of her!” one of the studs standing in the hallway calls out. “We got some linemen ready for you, too!” another of the waiting teens informs Christine. “Oh my god! Yes!” the MILF calls out ecstatically; Doug is hitting it just right, but now she can’t wait to get the shit pounded out of her by a squad of big, rough linemen, just the way Tracey is! Just then the screaming coming from the guest bedroom abruptly stops…
Eyes opening wide in shock, Tracey is alarmed as she feels the wadded up mass of cotton material pushed into her wide open mouth by her teenage stud. A fed up Kyle is stifling her screams with male underwear, a pair of briefs that some random stud had carelessly discarded on the bed. Tracey gags, but quickly recovers and resumes her screaming, throwing her head back and wailing, the white cloth of the underwear sticking out of her mouth, muffling her orgasmic shrieks. She soon finds herself turned on, not only by being gagged, but by the staleness of the dirty briefs that are crammed into her mouth. They weren’t put on this evening, just before the party, still fresh with detergent; they were put on in the morning and have been tightly encasing and cradling their owner’s sweaty teenage junk all day, absorbing his musky scent. Tracey throws her head back again, closes her eyes and lets out a deep moan, imagining taking the unknown owner’s sweaty balls in her mouth. All the while, she continues to absorb and endure thrust after thrust from a sweat drenched Kyle, now more focused than ever, ruthlessly hammering his way to ejaculation…
Christine has already been brought to orgasm several times by Doug; moaning again in ecstasy, she gazes up into the deep blue eyes of her handsome stud. His black, curly hair, compressed under his backwards baseball cap, is now completely saturated with sweat; he is bathed in his own perspiration from head to toe, grunting loudly as he continues his steady, proficient thrusting. Christine delights in the smell and the feel of her stud as she runs her hands all over him, caressing his bulging biceps, running them all over his sweaty body and giving his firm, hairy ass a lustful squeeze. “Yeah, babe! Deeper!” she gasps, digging her fingers into his ass cheeks and pushing on them firmly. “Come on, babe! Are you going to give me that load? Give it to me!” she moans, gazing deep into his eyes with a pleading look. “Fuck, yeah!” the stud gasps out, thrusting his hips forward and back even harder than before. “Give me that big fucking load, babe!” the MILF gasps breathlessly, the music from downstairs thumping in her ears. Deep inside the stud’s man pouch, the white slimy mass swells in volume, each hip thrust bringing it ever closer to release. Finally, the stud can feel the first twinges deep within his balls even as Christine continues to urge him on. “Come on, babe! Come on!” “I’m gonna cum!” Doug gasps, hammering home a flurry of culminating thrusts. “Yeah, babe! Cum for me! Cum for me!” Christine moans loudly. Finally, far below, the dam bursts. The young stud feels his balls convulse and spasm violently. “Oh, fuck!” he gasps, as he feels his superheated white ball snot being propelled from his nuts and up the length of his rigid man shaft. “Oh, fuck!!” he gasps again, as spurt after spurt of his nut sludge spews out of his penile slit, splattering the deepest corners of Christine’s love box. “Yeah, babe! Oh, yeah!!!” she cries out happily, knowing that she’s getting a massive load of the handsome teen’s DNA blasted into her. As the stud lets out yet another orgasmic gasp, his tool continuing to spurt, Christine closes her eyes and smiles blissfully. Bob AND Doug! Fucked them both! she thinks happily…
Kyle slams home one final thrust, making Tracey’s ass cheeks quiver and ripple with the impact. He groans loudly as his balls forcefully blast his thick, slimy nut scum deep into her well pounded pussy. The MILF joins her partner in orgasm, the underwear in her mouth suppressing the sound of her deep, lingering moans. Pulling out, Kyle gives Tracey’s ass a sharp parting smack with his hand. The MILF lets out a stifled little yelp at the stinging slap, and she immediately feels the next stiff, throbbing penis pushing past her vertical lips and sliding deep into her still eager, welcoming love hole. Does it belong to another big, rough lineman? Tracey braces herself for another merciless hammering. The new dick, all 7 pulsating inches of it, belongs to 15 year old Cameron, a 6’2, 183 pound tight end. Firm but relatively gentle, he comfortably thumps Tracey into several orgasms without completely pulverizing her pussy in the process. Gasping for breath, she plucks the drool soaked pair of underwear out of her mouth and tosses them onto the bed beside her…
“Oh, babe! You were so good! Thank you!” Christine exclaims, as she and a sweaty Doug cuddle together for a brief moment after sex. The snuggling doesn’t last long; the next stud, erect dick in hand, is already advancing towards the bed. Christine and Doug exchange a farewell peck on the lips as he slides out of her arms and gets out of bed; Zac climbs into bed to take his place. Christine is about to get her wish to be fucked by a big, rough lineman. Unlike the compactly built Doug, 17 year old Zac is a 6’2, 220 pound tight end. He slides his 7.5 inch love wand into Christine and begins to thrust. His dick is half an inch bigger than Doug’s and there’s a lot more body weight behind it; the stud doesn’t have much finesse, but soon Christine is screaming loudly as she’s hammered into one orgasm after another…
Downstairs, Doug locates his crumpled pile of clothing and crams his semi-erect love worm into his sexy blue briefs. He’s still drenched with sweat and so is the massive Kyle who’s also putting his clothes back on. Isaac and Peyton are there too, both of them now fully dressed. “Do you guys need a ride?” Doug asks his younger teammates as he zips up his jeans and reaches for his sweatshirt. “Yeah, dude, we’re waiting for one! Thanks!” replies Isaac. Soon, all four boys, including the hulking Kyle and Peyton, have somehow managed to cram themselves into Doug’s compact car. Doug will drop his teammates off at their respective houses before heading for home himself. On the ride, the four will recount their exploits with the two MILFs. Doug will relate how he pounded Coach’s wife into multiple orgasms and then dumped his load into her. The three younger studs will compare notes on how they systematically and mercilessly hammered Tracey into carnal oblivion and all four boys will share a laugh as Kyle relates how he had to shove a pair of dirty underwear into the MILF’s mouth to stifle her screams…
Deep inside Tracey’s pussy, Cameron’s tool begins to spurt, slinging his ball snot deep into her at high velocity. After he pulls out, Tracey quickly flips herself onto her back; after nearly an hour of getting fucked doggy style, she needs to switch things up! Her next stud is yet another blue eyed blond; Matt, 15, is a 6’1, 185 pound tight end with a 6.5 inch dick. He’s so hot! Tracey gushes to herself, letting out a little giggle as the stud slips his tool into her. The handsome stud isn’t fazed; he’s already bedded his fair share of giggly teenage girls; why should this airheaded MILF be any different? Tracey’s giggling soon dissolves into gasps and moans of pleasure as the stud goes to work on her with steady, proficient thrusting…
9:45 P.M. A sweat drenched Zac groans as his tool begins to spurt, spewing his genetic sludge deep into Christine. After he pulls out, Conor, a fellow 17 year old tight end, takes his place. The two studs could be brothers, or maybe clones from a high school football lineman factory. Like Zac, Conor has brown hair and brown eyes, and also stands 6’2, weighing in at 220 pounds. He’s also equipped with a 7.5 inch pecker, just like his fellow stud. Mmmm…just slightly thicker than Zac! Christine thinks, as the stud begins his thrusting. “I love you big linemen with your big fucking dicks!” Christine exclaims, looking up into the stud’s eyes with lustful intensity. “Fuck me, babe! Fuck me hard!” The stud just grunts in reply as he hammers her pussy with brutal hip thrusts, slamming into her again and again with unrestrained fury. Soon, Christine is screaming loudly as the stud uses his tool like a sledgehammer, battering her into one orgasm after another, but it’s still not enough; the merciless pounding only makes the MILF crave more punishment. “Is that all you got? Come on! Fuck me!” she yells defiantly. Throwing his full body weight into every thrust, the stud makes her pussy pay the price, the bed creaking loudly as his teammates cheer him on…
Matt ejaculates his love snot deep into Tracey’s pussy. He pulls out and is replaced by another blond, blue eyed tight end, 15 year old Lucas. Lucas is 6 feet tall and weighs in at 180 pounds. Quickly taking control, the stud grabs Tracey by the hips and forcefully pulls her towards him. Her head pulled off the pillow, the MILF lets out an excited little yelp as the stud throws her legs over his shoulders, lifting her ass slightly off the bed. He shoves his rock hard 6 inch tool into her and begins pounding away. Holy shit! she thinks to herself in amazement. He’s such a young guy! Where did he learn to fuck like THIS?!? “Wow, baby! Is this your favorite position?” she gasps. “I dunno (grunt)…guess so (grunt)…mish is (grunt) boring…(grunt)” the stud manages to gasp out, as he continues to hammer her ruthlessly. Tracey is thrilled by the feeling of complete and total helplessness she experiences by being pinned into place and dominated by the teenage stud; draped over his shoulders, her legs jiggle and bounce helplessly in midair as he pummels her pussy with rapid, forceful thrusting. The handsome blond teen hits just the right spot again and again and soon has Tracey screaming at the top of her lungs as he smashes her into one orgasm after another…
Grunting viscerally, Conor slams home his last few determined pelvic thrusts and then feels his tool spurting his man slime deep into Christine’s pussy. “Yeah, babe! Give me that cum!” Christine cries out happily. Conor pulls out and immediately Brian slides in. The new stud is enormous. A 17 year old tackle, he stands 6’4 and weighs in at 275 pounds. Christine feels his 8.5 inch baseball bat dick sliding deeper and deeper, as he buries himself in her down to the balls. “You’re so fucking big!” she gasps; running her hands all over his barrel like chest, bulging biceps and broad shoulders, she’s awed at just how massive the stud is in every way imaginable. Zac and Conor have loosened her up; Brian will now push her to the limit of her endurance. The stud draws his hips back and then forcefully slams them forward again. Christine lets out a startled gasp as she begins to realize just how intense a pounding she’s about to absorb…
Drenched in sweat, grunting with determination, Lucas pummels Tracey’s pussy mercilessly as he hurtles towards ejaculation. “Harder, baby! Harder!” Tracey cheers him on, screaming in ecstasy. Deep within the stud’s balls, the white tide surges forward. He groans as his tool spurts again and again, spewing his genetic goo deep into the well pounded pussy, where it will blend together with the DNA of so many of his teammates. He withdraws his tool, still oozing sperm, and Reese, another 15 year old, blue eyed blond takes his place. “All you hot blond guys!” Tracey enthuses. “Yeah, there’s a lot of us!” Reese agrees as he begins tooling her with his 6 inch pussy probe. He’s another tight end, 5’9 and 185 pounds, and while he’s skilled with his dick, he’s much more gentle than the merciless Lucas. He firmly but gently pounds a grateful Tracey into several orgasms, giving her another much needed break from the ruthless hammering that she’s been subjected to…
Christine revels in the rough, forceful pounding being administered to her by Brian, letting out a deep moan as she achieves yet another climax. The stud seems to be thrusting in time to the thumping background music: “I LOVE this fucking music!” Christine cries out, loudly and lustily, finally won over completely to both millennial dick and millennial tunes. She slides her hands down the stud’s back and tightly squeezes his firm, hairy, rippling ass cheeks. The bed squeals loudly as the forceful thrusting of the almost 300 pound stud tests its limits; “We’re going to break the bed, babe!” Christine gasps hopefully. The stud just lets out a loud, animal grunt and hammers her even harder. They don’t even say anything to me! the MILF thinks, thrilled by the impersonal, machine like fucking that the massive linemen are inflicting on her. She moans loudly as she orgasms yet again; not only is Brian bigger than Zac and Conor, he’s even rougher than they were. Wrapping her arms around the stud, absorbing thrust after powerful thrust, Christine now begs the stud to collapse the bed underneath them. “Oh, yeah, babe! Let’s fucking break it! You and me, babe! Let’s fucking do it!” she moans. Redoubling his efforts and gritting his teeth the beefy stud is now sweating buckets as he uses his tool like a pile driver, throwing his full weight into every thrust, making Christine’s pussy feel every stiffened, rock hard inch. His teammates cheer him on, taking up the chant “Break the bed! Break the bed! Break the bed!” The stud’s animal like grunting, Christine’s loud moaning and the rhythmic creaking and groaning of the overtaxed bed frame all blend together with the pulsing, thumping background music and the rowdy cheers of his teammates to create a cacophonous symphony of lust. Christine soon orgasms again, and with a gasp, she begs her young stud again, “Come on, babe! Let’s break it! Let’s fucking break it!” Driven to a frenzy, the stud hammers home a wild flurry of thrusts as he hurtles toward climax. Finally, letting out a loud gasp, his balls explode, hurling a massive load of nut sludge deep into Christine’s pussy. Christine moans as she joins him in climax, her orgasm melting into his in a mutual paroxysm of ecstasy. She clasps the sweaty young stud tightly in her arms, murmuring lustfully in his ear as his tool spurts deep inside her, again and again. “Oh yeah, babe! Oh, yeah!” Finally, having drained his balls, the dazed, sweaty stud pulls out, his load of slimy, thrashing, wriggling sperm cells joining those of his fellow linemen deep inside Christine’s love box. “You were so good, babe! We almost broke the bed!” Christine congratulates him. Drenched in sweat from head to toe, the stud merely grunts in response as he gets out of bed and makes way for Christine’s next dick of the evening…
Just as Brian and Christine are joining each other in mutual orgasm, Reese spews his man goo deep into Tracey and quickly pulls out to make way for her next stud. Mike is a 16 year old junior; Tracey has managed to fuck her way through virtually all of the sophomore boys on the team’s roster. A 6 foot tall, 165 pound running back, Mike is almost predictably yet another blue eyed blond. Like Reese, he’s not a brutal pussy wrecker and comfortably pushes Tracey to orgasm with skilled, steady thrusting of his 6.5 inch tool…
10 P.M. Sweat. The salty stench of sweat hangs in the air in both the master bedroom and the guest room; the moisture exuded by sweaty, muscular adolescent males permeates the air, creating a noticeably humid atmosphere in both rooms. The young studs are already perspiring even before they enter the bedrooms for sex; standing on line, packed close together, their combined body heat gets them perspiring even before they go into action. As soon as they step into the overheated bedrooms, the sweat begins to flow freely; once they begin performing their carnal duties, they are bathed and drenched in their own perspiration. Their lust fueled, hip thrusting workouts tonight are on a similar level of intensity to their training, practice sessions and even game day performances on the field; but even without their uniforms, pads and other gear, they sweat profusely. They have become so familiar, during the season, with the smell of each other’s sweaty bodies that they don’t even notice it, but it’s an extra added turn-on for the two horny MILFs that they’re fucking. Christine is pleased that she has the thermostat in both bedrooms set at 75; both she and Tracey delight in the smell of their sweaty adolescent sex partners. Even better is the uneven exchange of perspiration; each of the women only lightly glistening, but being completely bathed and soaked with the sweat of their young, grunting, thrusting, overheated partners…
There’s something uncannily familiar about the stud whose face is inches away from hers, his dick thrusting deeply into her, Christine reflects. His height, his weight, his build, even his breathing pattern as he steadily works her pussy. She looks up into the dark haired stud’s face and she knows that she’s looked into those deep brown eyes before. Thoroughly perplexed, she finally blurts out, “Didn’t I fuck you already, babe?” “That was…my brother…Troy...I’m Ryan…” the stud grunts in reply as he builds momentum; his breathless voice isn’t quite as deep as his older brother’s. “Oh, cool! Two brothers! That’s SO hot!” Christine exclaims happily. Like his sibling, 15 year old Ryan is tall and handsome, a 6’1, 175 pound linebacker with brown hair and brown eyes; Troy, a junior, made sure that his kid brother got a place on line so that they could both fuck Coach’s wife tonight. Ryan’s 6.5 inch dick isn’t quite as big as his brother’s, but the younger stud knows how to use it and he soon has Christine moaning in ecstasy…
With her legs spread wide, feet pointed at the ceiling and her stud plowing her pussy with steady thrusts, Tracey suddenly remembers that she’s still hungry. Christine can’t stop me from getting food now! she thinks to herself. “Hey, baby! What’s your name again…?” she gasps, although the stud hadn’t mentioned it before. “Mike” the stud grunts in reply. “Hey Mike baby, can you please ask one of those guys to get me a slice of pizza?” she manages to gasp out as she continues to absorb thrust after thrust. “She wants pizza!” the stud calls out over his shoulder, not even breaking the rhythm of his thrusts. “I’m SO hungry!” Tracey calls out loudly as the non-stop pounding of her pussy continues…
“Come on, babe! Harder! Fuck me harder!” Christine encourages 15 year old Ryan. “Shoot your load in me, just like your brother did!” The stud’s balls explode and he splatters Christine’s pussy with his man snot. “We both got you!” the sweaty young stud gasps happily as his tool spurts, proud that both he and Troy have fucked Coach’s wife. All of his wriggling, thrashing, gyrating sperm cells will join those of his brother deep inside Christine’s pussy, giving their family two tickets in the game of genetic roulette being played out in the MILF’s casino of love. Withdrawing his tool, Ryan makes way for a very different kind of stud, another massive lineman, 17 year old Jonathan. Jonathan is a 6’1, 243 pound tackle, with a 7.5 inch dick. The new stud shoves his tool into Christine’s pussy and begins yet another rough, heavyweight hammering of the delighted slut. “Another big, strong lineman!” Christine gasps lustfully, looking up into the eyes of the big stud. “Fuck that pussy! Come on! Fuck it!” she exhorts her partner, and soon, the grunting teenager is pounding her into the first of several orgasms…
“Here’s her pizza,” announces Alec, a tall 16 year old middle linebacker, presenting a slice of cold pepperoni pizza on a paper plate, completely unfazed as Mike and Tracey continue their copulation right in front of him. “I’m fucking her next!” suddenly announces another stud, advancing up to the bed. It’s none other than Steve, the freckle faced 15 year old redhead, determined that Alec will not cut in front of him for sex. “Chill, dude…I’m just bringing her pizza…” Alec reassures the hot tempered, aggressive redhead. The two studs stand next to the bed watching as Mike slams thrust after thrust into a loudly moaning Tracey. “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna fucking cum!” the stud announces. Suddenly, he pulls his dick out of Tracey and positions himself on his knees on the bed. “Gimme that pizza! Quick!” he calls out urgently, holding his dick with one hand and taking the paper plate from Alec with the other. “Wha…What are you doing?” a befuddled Tracey asks the stud, looking up at him, her legs still spread wide. Letting out a deep groan and holding the plate out in front of him at waist level, Mike brings himself to orgasm with several quick whacks of his hand, belching thick white jets of his superheated ball scum all over the slice of pizza. “Giving you some extra protein!” he announces as his tool continues to spurt. “Oh yeah, baby!” Tracey calls out happily, thrilled at her surprise treat. Finally, with his load splattered all over the pizza, Mike starts to hand the plate to Tracey. “I’m not waiting to fuck her!” an impatient Steve now announces, as he climbs into bed, pushing past his older teammate. “You don’t have to, Steve baby!” Tracey announces cheerfully, clambering into position on all fours. “Feed me, Mike!” she orders her other stud, even as Steve slides his throbbing pecker in and begins hammering away at her doggy style. Eating the pizza proves a little awkward with her head bobbing around, and Mike holding the slice out in front of her, inches from her face, but she manages to time each bite to Steve’s hip thrusts. The cold slice of pizza, with its congealed cheese, sauce and pepperoni is coated and warmed with thick globs of sperm and Tracey takes a slutty delight in devouring it. “I love your special sauce, Mike!” she laughs. After the MILF finishes the slice of pizza, including the crust, Mike holds his fingers out in front of her and she licks them clean. “Thanks, baby!” she purrs contentedly, looking up at him gratefully as Steve continues hammering away at her. Mike turns and exits the room, exchanging a high five with Steve on his way out. “Give it to her dude!” he exhorts his redheaded teammate who is just then bringing Tracey to orgasm…
After brutally hammering Christine into a series of orgasms, the massive Jonathan blasts his load of man scum deep into her pussy. “Fuck! Fuck!” he groans, the only intelligible words uttered by any of Christine’s hulking sex partners from the offensive line. He pulls out and the next stud enters the bedroom. Lifting her head off the pillow to catch a glimpse of her new partner, Christine lets out a delighted little squeal and jumps out of bed. Like an excited teenage girl, she runs over to the stud and throws herself into his arms. “Hey babe! I’ve been waiting for you!” she exclaims in a giddy tone. “Yeah, I know…” a nonplussed Jude replies with a cocky little smirk on his face. The handsome 17 year old wide receiver is 5’8 and 148 pounds, with jet black hair and blue eyes. His 7 inch tool is petrified into a rock hard erection. “Did you like how I sucked your dick, babe?” Christine asks him, grabbing his hand and leading him towards the bed. “Yeah, you were okay…” the stud replies smugly, with a shrug of his shoulders. Even though he made her choke on his load, Christine finds the arrogant stud completely irresistible, and his air of studied indifference, bordering on dismissiveness, only serves to arouse her even further. He’s so fucking hot! she enthuses to herself. Jude’s teammates, watching Christine’s starry-eyed performance from the doorway, can’t resist teasing the couple: “She wants your baby, dude!” 16 year old Colby calls out, prompting catcalls from the other football studs. “You’re just jealous!” Christine replies over her shoulder, wiggling her naked ass at the other teens; putting her hands on Jude’s muscular chest, she playfully pushes him down onto the bed. “She’s gonna ride ya, dude!” Caleb, another 16 year old, calls out. “Yeah, babe! I wanna ride cowgirl on you!” Christine purrs as Jude positions himself on his back, propped up with pillows, and she lowers herself onto his stiffened tool. “I’m going to give you the best orgasm you’ve ever had!” she announces, as she begins slowly gyrating her hips, grinding herself into him, pelvis to pelvis. Looking up at her, still smirking, the stud replies “Yeah, we’ll see about that.” I’m going to make him last! she thinks, looking down at him through her sexy librarian glasses and putting both hands, palms down, on his muscular chest. The ribald commentary of the teen studs watching them only excites her even more; I’m really going to put on a show for them! In no hurry to bring either one of them to climax, she rocks herself slowly but steadily on top of her stud, a cowgirl riding her big dicked stallion at a walk...
“Hey, Steve! Let’s switch positions! I want you on top of me!” Tracey calls out over her shoulder as her redheaded stud continues thumping her doggy style. “Fuck…shit!” the redheaded stud grunts. Reluctantly, he pulls his throbbing tool out of the MILF’s pussy. Tracey tosses herself onto her back, opens her legs wide and points her stilettos at the ceiling. The stud lowers himself onto her, shoves his dick into her again, and starts thrusting away. “That’s right, baby! I want to see your face!” Tracey gasps, reaching up to caress the stud’s freckled face with her hands, gazing deep into his hypnotic green eyes as he plunges into her again and again. “You already made me cum twice, baby!” she assures him happily as Steve continues his steady, proficient pussy pounding. “I ain’t…a virgin…!” the redheaded stud grunts as he slams his hips forward, draws them back and then thrusts forward again; it’s still obviously a sore spot with him that anybody would think that he still had his v-card. “Fuck her, Steve! Fuck her, dude!” Alec calls out from the doorway and other boys join in, cheering their redheaded teammate on. “You’re so fucking hot!” Tracey manages to gasp, just before another orgasm, her third, slams into her with seismic force. She throws her head back onto the pillow and lets out a loud, lingering moan…
Christine slowly accelerates her downward pelvic thrusts. Bouncing steadily on Jude’s cock, she’s settled into a comfortable tempo when her cell phone pings. The phone is within easy reach on her nightstand, and with her ass cheeks jiggling rhythmically, she reaches over and picks it up. It’s a text message from Coach. How was the party? She types back a reply: Party was good. I’m in bed now. She hits send, puts the phone back down and refocuses her attention on her teenage stud. I didn’t lie to him, she thinks to herself as she resumes her rapid cowgirl bouncing. I really am in bed!
10:15 P.M. “Fuck me! Fuck me!” Tracey screams as she senses that her sweating redheaded stud is getting close to climax. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Steve gasps as he feels the powerful surge deep within his balls. “Oh yeah, baby! Give me your load!” Tracey moans, looking up into his eyes, as far below, his tool begins spurting again and again, blasting his redheaded DNA into the deepest recesses of her already overflowing pussy. The stud lets out a deep, visceral groan as powerful ejaculatory spasms drain his balls. “Oh, fuck! Oh, shit!” he groans, amazed at the intensity of his orgasm. “Yes! Yes!” Tracey shouts, climaxing again as Steve’s tool belches scalding jets of redheaded baby batter deep into her love slot. “Oh, baby! You were so fucking good!” the MILF exclaims as the gasping redhead, his orgasm spent, finally pulls his dick out of her. “And you better not leave before you fuck Christine!” “You know I’m gonna fuck her!” the sweaty, freckle faced stud replies. Even as he leaves the room, deep inside his balls new sperm cells begin to divide and subdivide, replacing the hundreds of millions of their counterparts now swimming deep inside Tracey. A fresh load of redheaded genetic slime begins to swell his nut sack, DNA that he’s determined to pump deep inside Coach’s wife…
After her intense lovemaking with Steve, Tracey decides to go back to the nameless, faceless anonymity of doggy style. She assumes the position once again and can feel a new dick sliding into her. About six and a half inches, she thinks to herself as the anonymous stud begins to thrust. Excited about having fucked the team’s only redhead, Tracey just can’t wait to tell Christine about it…
Christine is steadily building up speed on Jude’s cock when her phone pings again. Picking it up, she expects to see another message from Coach; instead it’s a text from Tracey. Christine slows down her pace again so that she can text, and with dicks buried in each of their pussies, the two sluts carry on an extended text conversation:
Tracey: i just did freckle face!
Christine: Was he good?
T: SO good!
C: Who are you doing now?
T: idk lol let me ask
(brief pause)
T: Justin
C: I’m doing Jude!
T: Jude? No way!
C: yes way!
C: g2g
“It’s not safe to text and ride!” Jude tells Christine as she puts her phone back on the nightstand, looking up at her with his sarcastic little smirk. “That’s text and drive, smartass!” she counters, sassily sticking her tongue out at him. “But you’re right. No more texting!” She begins to bounce herself up and down on her stud more rapidly, accelerating her tempo. “Oh, yeah! Ride it, bitch!” Jude exhorts her. Bouncing up and down on her stud’s tool, lustfully synchronizing her hip thrusts to the thump of the background music, Christine throws her head back and lets out a moan as a surge of multiple orgasms slam into her…
“Justin? Didn’t I suck you off?” Tracey now asks her new stud, calling out to him over her shoulder as he continues to tool her doggy style. “Yeah…me…and Josh…” the stud grunts in response as he continues his steady thrusting. “Are you the sexy blond?” Tracey asks, trying to peer back at him over her shoulder. “Yep…And Josh…is next…” the stud replies. “Cool!” Tracey exclaims. “I hope you guys didn’t fight over who was going to do me first!” “No…we did…rock…paper…scissors…” the stud reassures her. “Oh! Is that all I’m good for? Rock, paper, scissors?” Tracey exclaims. Justin doesn’t bother to reply. He tightens his grip on Tracey’s hips and hammers her even harder. The 16 year old stud is a 5’7, 160 pound running back with a 6.5 inch dick. His proficient pounding soon pushes Tracey over the edge into climax, and the indignity of the rock, paper, scissors contest to see who would fuck her first is soon forgotten…