World Series Gangbang – In my wildest dreams, I never could have “cum” up with THIS!
World Series Gangbang stories aren’t common, but after the inspiration (and horniness) I felt after watching the first two games, I just HAD to write about it! Seriously, just the sight of those incredibly virile, masculine baseball jocks makes my mouth water and my pussy drool. Oh, did I say that aloud?! ~naughty grin~
But it’s true; there’s just something about watching those hot, masculine baseball gladiators battle it out that makes my heart pound and my nipples perk!
I’d won tickets and an all-expense-paid trip to Houston to watch the first two games of the World Series. I was super excited, especially since my VIP package included a stay in a deluxe suite at the Houston Westin Downtown. As you know, this hotel is practically just steps away from Minute Maid Stadium; how awesome is THAT, right?!
Anyway, the morning after the Nationals trounced the Astros on Wednesday night, I heard a knock on my door. Thinking it was just room service, I threw on a short, silky white robe and opened the door. Imagine my surprise when I saw four sexy men standing there. My shock intensified when I realized just who they were.
I know what you’re thinking. Believe me, I was stunned too! As I opened the door wider to invite them inside, in walked four of my favorite players, two from each team! Thinking I had to be dreaming, I pinched myself. This made all four men laugh, but I saw something else in their expressions as well.
Raw, masculine desire radiated from each male, their sexy eyes laser-focused on this college girl.
Of course, I recognized all four men immediately. I couldn’t believe that Max, Tanner, Justin, and Hector stood there before me! My heart raced as I became aware of my throbbing pussy. Somehow, I managed to close my open mouth long enough to greet each guy as I politely invited them to take a seat. Realizing that I’d carelessly discarded last night’s lacy panties onto the coffee table, I hurriedly bent over to snatch them up.
Straightening up, I turned around to see all four men still standing, everyone staring at me with wicked, hungry grins on their faces. I felt my face turn crimson as I realized the XXX show I’d unwittingly just given them.
Since I’d jumped from the bed completely naked and was currently wearing nothing but the tiny robe, they were treated to a view of my bare ass and shaved, moist pussy. Omg, I can’t believe I just did that! Were my forced gangbang phone sex dreams about to become very real?
Immediately, I felt four pairs of hands upon me.
One set swiftly loosened the tie on my silky garment, making it fall open to bare my toned, creamy curves. Other hands stripped the material from my shoulders, allowing the robe to fall to the floor. In no time, I was standing there, totally nude.
They paused for a moment, apparently drinking their fill of my trembling, hyper-aroused body. Then, everyone seemed to touch me at once. I was nearly overwhelmed by all the sizzling sensations as many hands simultaneously groped my swelling breasts and squeezed my rounded ass. At the same time, I gasped as two fingers slid into my sopping cunt. Everything happened so quickly that my brain couldn’t tell who was touching me where, but I didn’t care.
World Series Gangbang: All I knew is that I wanted more, more, more!
The men spun me around, pulling me forward toward the bedroom. Impatient to get his hands on me, Max lifted me into his arms, then gently placed me on the bed. Immediately, four hungry males surrounded me with their ripped, athletic bodies and heated flesh. Rapidly covered with hungry kisses and heated strokes, I moaned aloud as multiple clever fingers and lips found every sensitive spot.
Moaning, I opened my lush lips to suckle Max’s thick cock deep into my mouth and down my throat. Meanwhile, Hector parted my sleek thighs, his rigid member sinking deeply into my swollen, pink pussy.
I gasped around the big rod down my throat as the two men began to move in perfect sync, pounding and stretching my cunt and throat oh-so-perfectly.
Meanwhile, Tanner and Justin filled my hands with their huge dicks. I stroked them rhythmically, enjoying the hot, solid sensation of them thrusting between my palms and curled fingers.
Suddenly, the first orgasm blasted through my system, making me scream and grunt and whimper. That seemed to push Max and Hector over the edge as they pumped what felt like gallons of scalding cum into my spasming, eager holes.
Then, the guys turned me over. Crouching on all fours as Tanner slid under me and Justin positioned himself behind my spread thighs, I’m sure you can guess what happened next!
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