Charity Bobby Jones here again, sending you back in the clip tunnel to the sexploits of my wonderfully misspent youth.

The class was now 1990 and the eighties were officially over. Big haircloth would stubbornly cling to lifetime for a couplet more old age, but it was in it's last throes. Cassette mag tape were going the way of the dinosaur and cd's were the big new matter. And I was half a year away from graduating.

The rest of the twelvemonth was mostly sedate for the most part ; Beeder's departure for some cause took the winds out of our wildness. Don't get me haywire, I was still fucking up a violent storm every weekend. But gone were the random new escapade, elaborate new plots or funky new bed buddies. I was pretty engaged with my stable of studs and sluts anyways.

Hope was a power train wreck, the lowest thing a goth needs is something to actually hold a licit gripe about. Where once she mostly wore black, she solely wore fateful now. Except for cheerleading, I had to put my foot down there as Captain. We were not changing the school coloring to Shirley Temple on black for any grounds. She no longer sucked and fucked with us on weekends and would take off once the clothes came off anytime mummy brought folks habitation.

The only exception was the monthly football gangbang, where she still limited her role to cocksucking now. She was like a sexual camel, swallowing enough cum to last her another month.

faith was organized religion, still selling pot, still drinking still cursing. She did storm me though one nighttime with a confession when we were talking about Leslie Townes Hope's depression.

"I'm covetous of her heartbreak ”, she said puffing on the always at hired man joint as we lounged in my bed.

"You're jealous of someone's moxie being ripped out ”, I said still cooing from a in effect session of her eating me out.

"I'm overjealous because"she sighed,"I've never had individual to have intercourse enough to make me feel that way."

I suppose that was true. organized religion knew only three kind of men ; single that wanted her pot, some that wanted her cunt, and some that wanted both. I always thought of Faith as a opposite Patti ; Patti was a secret cockslut that lived by day as a lesbian. I just thought organized religion was a cloak-and-dagger lesbian with me as her"girlfriend"and lived by day as a cockslut.. The truth was just a tad bit more sad. Faith had just never been in love.

January turned to February, February into MArch, and March into April.

I continued working my two jobs, doing my drudging oeuvre for schooltime council, leading the cheerleader team, dating my wonderful beau and still putting out regularly for a very small circle of men. In short all was well.

In April Bob Hope finally came out of her Funk during our monthly football gangbang. One moment she was sucking prick and the next minute she was lying on the base of the almost finished swimming pool taking cock in her pussy and ass next to me. welcome back Hope.

She decided her grief was done for now and was time to slowly be active on. It was grand to have her back. The three of us even decided we were going to locomote to the Mexican Riviera for an stallion calendar month after schooltime ended as a solemnisation. We even went to get our recommendation photos and were truly prepared.

April turned into May and the end was pretty damn nigh.

Finally May turned into June and high school was only 3 weeks away from ending forever for me.

I was in an insane stir of activity then so my sex life-time officially ended. As course of study President I had to help organise the Prom, as master of the Cheerleading squad I had to coiffe pep rallying. Final exams were coming. And finally the Cougars had made it to the bid offs so there were a shit consignment of game to do at. It was high schooltime madness.

I had gone nearly three week without sex when the Big secret plan against the county rivals the Creston Cowboys came looming in a few solar day. The cowboy were a sea wolf squad, they had crushed all opposition on their way to this final biz and the Cougars had barely managed to tie the series off by skimp full stop to bring it to a final game.

So I was stressed and Chet was stressed and we only saw each early at plot pretty much at this tip, or maybe a sporadic couple hours here and there. I'm a sex addict and Chet and I never had sex, but you could recount I loved him crazy because all that spare metre was spent with him.

He was a wreck, the puma had choked in the last two season just trying to reach the finals. This was the foremost prison term in 6 years that they were playing a Department of State Champion game. If he won, he would leave this schooling a hero and a huge football learning just dangling before his heart. He just didn't think the Cougars had enough drive left, that the Cowboys had crushed the live of their stamina in the cobbler's last game.

This meant the creation to Chet, and since Chet meant the Earth to me ; something had to be done. I couldn't very well put on helmet and launchpad on bang onto the field myself, and my bouncing on the sidelines doing kicks wasn't going to restrain them either.

But there was one matter I knew how to do very well ; fuck men into exhaustion. Our monthly company with the football team were always a few days before or just after a big game. Fucking them the day or night before usually left them a bit fag out and/or sore, so they would end up losing. There's a upright grounds coaches tell atheletes not to have sex before a big plot, I just wish they would mind sometimes.

I explained to my sisters-in-sin trust and Bob Hope my oh so cunning plan at my dwelling just a couple of days before the Big Game.

The Championship was to be a home secret plan so the cowpuncher were coming to our town. They would arrive the dark before and then add up and vanquish our dreams of winning the trophy. I was to have none of it, so we had to word a program fast.

The puncher were staying at the very same No William Tell Motel that I typically got my fucking on with Patti and George II. That was good news because I knew where and when, the bad news was that they had hawk of a chaperon in their coach. He needed to be eliminated.

The jailbait bit wasn't going to work on this guy, so I had to figure out a way to deal with their coach-and-four. A way that would leave us all night with the boys. It would deliver to be one Scheol of a distraction.

mum had been making us dinner party of grilled tall mallow sandwiches ( a mulct chef she was not ) and had been listening in.

"How ‘ bout ya young woman let me handle this here sitshy-waytion ”, mummy drawled in her thick Texan accent.

"We don't want you getting into any trouble mamma ”, I said chewing on a golden corner.

"Aint no thing. I fer one am tired of them Cowboys lording the Championships, it would be my pleasure “, Momma eagerly retorted.


"Thanks Momma"I smiled and she gave me a big hug.

"That still does very little to actually accomplishing our goals :, Hope reminded us.

"Big boob McGee could always smack him unconscious with a boobwhack ”, trust said pointing to me.

"True, I would take in suggested ‘ Momma'but she would probably shatter his skull ”, promise concurred in her droll fashion.

"I might shatter your piffling skull if ya'll don't mind your mouths ”, mum teased.

"Can we get back to actually having a plan ? ”, I interrupted.

The three of us girls went back to munching on our grilled cheese and nibbling on fix. Getting past a born again handler to screw our arch rivals, was turning into a bigger pickle then anything we were munching on. Even if we did, he would still do a bed substantiation and that would more then likely find us quite literally in a compromising position.

mum wandered back in from our bread and butter room ( all of 5 feet away in a doublewide ) and said she got an melodic theme from one of her"tv stories ”. Hope rolled her eyes and winced as faith stomped on her foundation. At this head I didn't care what the heck it was, as zero had come to us.

"I just got ta ask y'all."Momma said cryptically,"you still have any of them slutty nun costumes from Hallerween ?"

Momma's idea was derisory, something that could only make for in sitcoms, and that was what she was counting on. We see through obvious scam and japery when we see them on tv, not when they happen to us. Especially if its done to us by pretty girls.

mum was going to recreate the part of a nun, taking us 3 religious school fille on a trip across the country. We would just happen to be staying the night at the hotel. In her role as our chaperone she would disquiet the boys chaperone.

mom was convincingly comical in her outfit. Not the wide-cut nun penguin courtship, just the universally recognized black and whiteness wimple covering her head and pharynx. She dressed conservatively and plainly, but she made sure her blouse was tucked in excess tight to still show off her G cups. As try as one might, single centre would be drawn there, especially due to the crucifx she had hanging between them.

The rest of us miss were dressed as school girls, not our standard slutty one but actually serious ones. Mostly. Momma borrowed a couple schoolgirl sport jacket from oeuvre and spent the day sewing some generic crests she bought from the sewing store in town into slutty schoolgirl blazer she borrowed from the Zebra Club where se worked as an exotic dancer.

In the end the three of us were dressed relatively conservatively, Faith even surprised me by bringing out a duet of glasses. The redhaired hobo had been secretly wearing tangency the entire time I had known her. Naturally I decided to adopt suit and borrowed some fake horn rimmed eyeglasses from one of Momma's slutty schoolgirl ensembles.

We pulled our hair back true and into a smashing tight ponytail. faith and I in glasses, Leslie Townes Hope's new twain also helped complete the image. We were the epitome of wholesomeness and American language sinlessness. The final exam mite was Leslie Townes Hope borrowing her dad's post Wain, which we filled with suitcases to finish the mirage.

We actually added a duad little property to the whole hatful, not to advert a couple little details mum and I added on our own secretly, but I'll come to those later as I feel I've already given up a lot of the kickshaw. We rehearsed and prepared and our elbow room was rented. The night came and the fun started.
We knew the boy were out for dinner party so we waited outside in the post waggon for about ½ an hr before the school bus with the cattleman came back from a topical anesthetic family diner. We got out of the car and followed momma's lead.

Momma went and laid out a map of town on the hoodlum of the car and knack over to read it. She made every purpose on facing the school bus as it unloaded its load of the Creston Cougars. The coach of the team counted out the son as Momma pretended to choke over the map.

"Oh dear oh dear, I just patois figure these things out for the life of me ”, mommy exclaimed out loud.

The motorbus turned his pass as he counted towards the voice and almost did a stunt woman return when he saw Momma. There she was with the wimple and rood-tree, but also with the astounding rack she was hiding behind her stiff trying on blouse. He just couldn't seem to connect a nun to big tits.

"Oh pricy girls, I just don't know what to do if we don't find that Christian church tomorrow, we may consume to drive back all they way to Mormon State ”, Momma said with a spectacular sigh.

"Oh no female parent Mary Margaret Helen of Troy ! ”, Faith exclaimed in bullshit shock.

mummy shot the redhead a aspect, she clearly didn't like the name but was now stuck with it. She sighed dramatically.

"Fret not little… Gertrude.. The noble shall offer us with succor in this hour ”, Momma replied.

Ha ! Gertrude. That was funny.

"But whatever shall we do if we do not, if we don't win that choir competition they may come together our Christian church ”, hope sighed.

Nobody ever closed a church for not winning a choir competition, assuming churches held those. But the motorbus didn't know that, and that was what we were counting on.

"Excuse me, Sister ”, the coach said walking up to us,"I couldn't help but overhear"

"Mother, “, mamma corrected,"Mother The Virgin Margaret Helen, of apotheosis Jezebel School for the time to come Brides of Christ"

That was a nice tinge. Nuns in training.

"A pleasure to run across you Mother Mary Margaret. I'm the omnibus of the Creston senior high Cowboys"

"Isnt that thome thort of football theam ”, Hope said adding a uproarious list-processing language.

"I certainly hope so, otherwise they might be chased by American-Indian language ”, I said in nasal voice, honking a Bronx cheer of a gag at the end and straightening my fake glasses with a finger.

"Shush girls, or you get the boat paddle ! ”, ma declared

I almost saw Faith about to add a smartass input, but I quickly stepped on her toes nipping it cleanly in the bud.

‘ What appears to be the trouble, Mother ? ”, the double-decker asked smiling at our ‘ innocence'

"we have come all the way from Utah to compete and can not detect the Christian church we are supposed to arrive at first thing in the break of day, and the little girl so desperately have been trying all year to be their best."

"fountainhead, I am a stranger here myself, so I don't fuck how much aid I can be ”, the coach said sadly.

"Oh delight sound sir"Momma said stepping right up to him,"we are in desperate need of aid"

Momma took his deal in hers and pressed it to her breast in what appeared to be earnest. She stepped close and held the double-decker to her. He kinda sputtered as he could feel his arm pressed up to her titan rack.

"I just, well, I don't know if… ”, he said turning a bit red.

"Oh Divine above us, we are but lost lamb, give this man the force to aid us ”, she said looking up to the sky., bridge player held firmly against her in an act of desperation from Momma.

"I guess I could appear at the map, I've always been well at them ”, the coach sheepishly said.

"God bless you sir, god bless you sir !"Momma said wrapping her arm around his neck and pulling him into a deep hug.

momma is an old bridge player at this and she pressed her physical structure right up to the flighty private instructor. She mashed her big boob right into the coach, and since she had 2 column inch on him and was wearing three inch hells ; she was squeezing her bust right into his face.

"Praise jesus ! Praise Christ ! ”, trust exclaimed.

"Amen “, I chimed in, snort.

"Thallallueah ”, Hope lisped.

Momma broke away from the befuddled motorcoach and he stepped up to the map on the hood and started trying to mull out commission. mammy leant down beside him, almost over kneeling so that her bust was still dangling no more tan a foot from his eyes at any given time.

This had the coach with his back to the school bus and we three female child stepped softly to just out of his line of sight. The boys were mulling around the bus bored, but a match of them were jostling each other and pointing at Momma's butt end which was bent over facing them.

I then smiled and waved at the male child, they just kinda nodded and smiled back at us three"boarding schoolhouse eccentric ”. So I then lifted my doll and showed them my bald pussy and waved cutely. That grabbed their attention.

Faith did the same by lifting her doll and then rubbing her finger up her bare pussy. She then stuck that same finger in my mouth and I sucked it like a piffling turncock. promise also did the same, but she raised her bird with one helping hand and squeezed one of her breast with other.

The cowpoke definitely appreciated this, and the high school boy were nudging each other and pointing. They didn't know what to suppose. One guy grabbed his helmet and bobbed it before his crotch like he was facefucking a pantomime young lady, that got a laugh fro all of them.

"Hey, quit fucking around ”, the omnibus said turning.

We dropped our skirts back and instantly transformed into chaste Virgo. It took all of half a second and the passenger car didn't see a thing.

"Such linguistic process ! ”, mum said admonishingly.

"I'm sorry Mother Mary, teen boy just involve a unassailable hand, I sometimes just lose my knife ”, the double-decker apologized.

"All is forgiven, I understand all too well, we are trying to relegate the devil of sapphism from Gertrude here ”, she said nodding to Faith.

Faith shoot an malevolent look back, then smiled"innocently ”.

"Now are you sealed, it's on this side of meat of town,"Momma said distracting the coach again.

The three of us then turned our backs on the boys, but our show wasn't over yet. Faith and Leslie Townes Hope had now flanked me, and let their miniature slip out of their schooling blazer sleeves into their hands.

Both Faith and Hope now had a dildo in their hand, which they showed behind them. I squeezed some lubricating substance out my air pocket onto my hands and rubbed them up and down the length of them, then snuck a bridge player and rubbed the sleep up and down my slit and backdoor.

The two female child then proceeded to push these toys into both of my holes, I gripped their backs for leverage as they the two fake cocks pushed into me. faith was in my ass and Hope's"cock"in my pussy. They then slowly but surely fucked me right there in that parking lot, as I stood no less then 6 feet from their coach-and-four's back.

The guys were losing their shit, but in that paralyzed way. None of them could believe what they were seeing, but no one also wanted to alert the motorcoach who would deliver killed the scene. The girlfriend fucked me for about 2 minutes, slowly and surely before finally pulling out. darn, and I was really getting into it as well.

unspoiled affair we did though, as mamma's distraction of finding the church was coming to an end. The even funnier affair was, she was making him scour the map to giver her focusing to the church we went to every Sunday.

"Oh thank you variety sir, the Lord will truly bless you for your boundless kindness ”, mommy said squeezing his mitt back against her breast.

"Wasn't cipher, just near ole fashioned Texan hospitality ”, the coach blushed again.

"Please let me thank you personally for your kindness if you wont take my blessing then."

"Sorry female parent Virgin Mary, it wouldn't flavor right taking money from a nun"

"Oh it was nothing like that, I am a St. Brigid of Redeemer, that doesn't mean value I can't indulge in sure pleasures,"she smiled taking out a mickey flask from her trousers.

"Ha ! I guess I could join you for a drink, that seems right"

"God bless you sir ”, Momma smiled.

"But that still leaves my boys ”, manager sighed,"I need to keep an eagle eye on them till brightness level out, you know how boys can get."

"Then let my girls watch over them ! ”, Momma declared.

The autobus laughed,"Leaving teenage boys with a bunch of teen girl is always a disaster.

"For shame sir, these are Brides of Christ to be, all have taken their vows and virtue pledges. Plus Gertrude here is still a lesbian"

The coach did appear a speck embarrassed by this. Second guessing a nun in the Bible belt was probably a direct tag to Beezelbub to many.

"I'm sorry for second guessing you ma'am, I just don't want the boy getting any put one over notions in their head word ”, the tutor blushed.

"I assure you, these lady friend are above reproach and are from the finest stock in this big land of ours ”, mama said,"except for maybe Gertrude, but she does try her devil out ”.

Another immorality glare from Faith.

The double-decker hummed and hawed,"I don't know."

"Plus the fille need to practice their vocal work, and I'm certainly your boy would be a rapt audience for uplifting hymns"

"I reckon your right, hearing the Lords good words would certainly steel their acantha for tomorrows big secret plan"

"God bless you sir"mammy said hugging him again tight into her huge tits.

"Now girls, go unpack your things and shew these young brave men the word of our Lord and Saviour."

"Yes, ma'am"we asserted, even Hope with that funny fake lisp.

The coach then marched the boys off to their rooms, which we had managed to bisect with our two way between them. Being a regular patron here, I had managed to wheedle this deal. We needed enough distance away from the charabanc's room for him to not hear anything.

When we got to our way, we quickly turned on a godsend box we had already set up. We slapped in a huge casette taping with 4 time of day of little girl choir singing. Plus the machine was made to act the early side when one side was done. So essentially we had eight hours of praising Jesus to waft in through the walls to following door.

We then stripped out of most of our flake attire, and into slutty schoolgirl attire instead. Gone were the fake deoxyephedrine and braid, gone also were brassiere too. We smoked a joint and had a beer while we waited for our cue from next doorway where the passenger vehicle was.

"Yes ! Yes ! Oh coach, your tongue is making scream out the holiest of holies ! ”, I heard my mom's cry from next door.

I looked at my lookout man. 15 arcminute. She had gone from nun to slut fashion in record time, and it sounded like our coach wasn't complaining one bit either.

"game time gentlewoman ”, I said to Leslie Townes Hope and Faith.

We cranked the bulk of the choir up a bit and headed out next doorway.

You could find out the male child before you could see them. They were sharing a double room, but they were privileged whooping and hollering.

The three of us stood international their door and prepped each other for a secondment. I undid a couple more buttons on my top. Faith ripped off a yoke column inch from her skirt. Hope put on a dog shoe collar with the word"slut"dangling from it. Then we knocked.

The room went instantly mute and a twosome seconds later, the door opened an young man with freckle poked his head out.

"Yes ?"he asked politely

He saw us and his heart bugged out. Faith dangled a quintet of beer from an empty hoop ( the one-sixth beer in her hand. I just jutted my tits proudly forward.

"You boys looking for some company ? ”, I smiled impishly.

"Oh hell yes !"he smiled

He opened the room access and let us in

"Hey guys, it's the Catholic daughter ! ”, freckles said leading us in.

There were easily 10 guy just in this room, and when he hollered out we were here, the adjoining door opened and another 10 hombre wandered in.

"And we brought beer ! ”, I said raising another sixpack over my head.

hope was relegated to bringing the cooler, and she opened at their infantry. It was fully stocked with at least a yoke dozen more. Not to mention the tequila.

"Woo hoo ! ! ! ! ! Alright ! root ! ! awful ! ! ! ! ”, came the cheering.

The elbow room was now packed. There were about 20 boy and it was standing way only.

"I think we might possess bitten off more then we can jaw ”, Faith whispered to me.

"We can involve them ”, I whispered back relishing the challenge.

They turned on the tune and soon the beer was flowing free and even. religion even passed out a few give up joints and soon the shoes was hopping.

Some guy was wandering around with a picture camera, watching the guy wire show off and jumping and down on the bed. The air was thickset with testosterone, sweat and marijuana.

I found myself dancing between a couple Guy to some hip hop, and they grinded oceanic abyss into me. They were hard through their bloomers. Naturally they took off their shirts because how freak stuffy in here it was. They had some godamn nice bodies on them too. Hot immature ripped flesh, Yummy.

Faith was getting the same, but she pulled away and made a speedy flair back to our elbow room for the rest period of the beer, seeing as our architectural plan had worked.

The boys kept grinding into me as we danced. They would push the marijuana cigarette between my lips for a drag, or piddle me slurp down some beer. Hope was getting the Saame treatment too, and by the clip Faith got back the son were already pawing me..

My top was off and my big titty were out I had two mouths sucking my nipples and a knife down my throat. manus were gripping my ass, and a pair of fingers was probing deep in my pussy. Pot and tequila always pull in me horny and the anticipation of this gangbang was driving me wild

Hope was on her knee joint when I was given a luck to breathe. The peasant girlfriend had a cock in her sass and was jerking off two cat. Another beat his inwardness waiting his number. religion was on one of the two layer. A guy on each tit and another one eating her trimmed red catch. She had a lovely smiling on her face.

I was pushed to my knee joint and was soon surrounded in prick, which I sucked on hungrily. It was a calvacade of them. Big one, piffling ones, fat I, skinny ones. I would jerk off a couple while sucking one, then switch off to another. I was in cock heaven.

The guys took turn filming us and I smiled up at the camera when I could, or at least tried making love ot it with my eyes.

"Lets get this beef on the bed !"some guy said.

With that I was grabbed by a XII paw and picked up and carried command processing overhead and laid down on the bed beside Faith. The boys then pushed the two beds together, and Hope was also picked up and brought over to lie beside us.

We lay there all completely naked surrounded by a room full phase of the moon of hard horny Danton True Young men. I had never seen so very much dick in my life.

Even our monthly gangbangs with the Cougars didn't bring out the entire team. At well-nigh we fucked a twelve guy. Even at the Zebra ball club, my record ( and that was sharing with other girls ) was 14 men. This was easily 20 of them. This would be the biggest gangbang I would have untill I left high school.

I almost squirted.

The puncher were not subtle about it either. Soon each of us young lady in our unholy trinity had a football jock between their thighs pushing their substance into us. Another would make out along face of one of us and lodge their cocks in our mouth.

The son would British pound away furiously until one of them came or tapped out or got tagged out by one of the former guys Big putz small prick, fat pecker and tightfitting cock all banged into me that night. Their manus kept squeezing my titmouse and I couldn't really see much of the natural action going on around me with a prick in my sassing most of the time.

The few sentence I did come up for air for a couple minutes break, I I could look over and see Faith and Hope with their foot pointing at the sky as a jock rammed away household at each one of them. I would have some beer and smoke a few drags of a joint. Then another guy would arrive along and fight me back on to my back and gap my thighs wide.

It was vivid. I lost counting at around the 7th load of cum that was dumped into me and about my 3rd swallow of source. There was a small pool of cum forming between my ass cheeks at the excess of it all.

Shocking to a cock queen such as myself, I only had managed to cum 3 or 4 clip ( and ony around the truly thicker shaft ). Normally the mentation of multiple cocks was enough to send me close to the boundary. I imagine it was the lack of resourcefulness in stance combined with no action with any of the other girls ; that and the guy cable were more like a train then a bang.

This went on for at least 3 hours the assembly ancestry fucking. It was really fun it just wasn't as raunchy as I hoped it would be. I was just wondering if these guys were ever going to finish as we would take get dwelling house and actually get some shut eye in ordination to not be tired for tomorrow's big plot either.

That's when the cavalry arrived.

The company for some reason came to a crashing stop. The music went off and a blanket was thrown over us. The mussitation was there was a belt at the door. The lights went off and so did the video camera. All was tranquil. The room access creaked open and a shaft of lightness from the parking lot seeped in.

"Howdy boys, ya'll got some room for another horny gal ? ”, came Momma's typical voice.

The doorway opened and exclaims came from the male child. mummy's nun costume was gone.

Now she was dressed up in total slutty cowgirl attire. Thigh high up fuck me boots in Caucasian leather with tassles. A livid bowed stringed instrument bikini top which barely covered more then her nipples.. A slender white belt with a dyad of toy charge plate gun for hire in holsters and a big white cowherd hat. naught else. No panties no jacket. And a smile.


"Hot damn ! Holy shit ! Look at those nipple ! Shit her kitty-cat is spare ! That's one sexy bitch !"came the many whoops from the boys as mummy strode in confidently.

"Save a Cougar, tantalize a Cowboy ! Yeeeehaw ! ! ! ! ! ! ”, Momma said firing the cap guns.

Momma dropped to her genu right away and pushed her boob free of the barely there bikini top.

"Alrighty which one of you boys wants your dick sucked first ? ”, mum smiled.

The guys wasted no metre taking her up on her offer.

Momma was in prize bod tonight and soon she had a circle of boys around her. She would bob her head up and down on one furiously while jacking off two more. Then she would switch over to another cock and double treat another brace with her hands. She was a whirlpool dervish of slurping and sucking.

The Cowboy's had pretty much forgotten about this when Momma arrived. boy and shiny things after all. And who could blame them, we were grime shoal missy ; Momma was a walking talking porno movie.

"make some elbow room chickies ”, mommy called on as she took a cock in each mitt and led them to the bed.

We cleared off the bed as Momma pushed a boy onto his beck and straddled him. She had a couple guy cable stand on the bed so she could blow them off while riding the first.

Momma went crazy on the boys riding them hard, her juicy ass bouncing up and down hard on every thrust. The three of us stood for ahile and just watched Momma go crazy. Some Guy came to play with our tits, but their eyes were clearly on Momma.

She rode them, took them doggy style, the plant.

We decided it was clock time to elucidate out, so we quietly dressed while the rodeo rider's were thoroughly distracted.

As we left I looked back and saw Momma on her back. A stopcock oceanic abyss in her pussy, a cock in her mouth, two hammer in her hands and another fucking her teat. Five cat. Now that was a trooper.

I called Chet from a payphone and he drove us menage. Not once did he ask about the smell of strong drink and pot and swither and nerve. He had been dating me long enough to know I'd give him all the particular later. He completely trusted me even when he knew I was being a loose woman. Is it any wonder why I married him ?

I slept like the abruptly until morning. Amazingly decent I was refreshing as a daisy when I woke up. I was then thankful there had been no dp or anal the nighttime before. There was no way I would receive been cheery for the Big Game.

Momma had made it home some time in the wee time of day and was passed out on the couch, having had no push to even make it to the bed. She was still wearing her fuck me flush, but nil else.

To my great easing, the video television camera from the political party was there as well on the floor beside the couch. I took the mag tape and put it in the vcr to view while I ate some brekkie.

It was the gangbang show from finish night. And a lot of dumb commentary from the boys. fate of whooping and hollering etcetera. The tape would randomly cut out and there were unlike time pestle for when the camera came went on and off. The shots of the three of us fucking were not the best and there seemed to be always a boy blocking some of the view.

There was a lot of emphasis on my titmouse and Hope's cum guzzling though.

I fast forwarded through more untill Momma showed up and let it roll.

Momma did indeed give birth a wild night. She took on those boys every which way. She was dotty hungry for cocks. She would cream off for them to jazz her harder and harder, and they sure did try. She would took cumshots to the side and keep suction. The guys would dump a load in her and she would advertise him out and cry out"Next ! ! ! ”.

She even coaxed them into fucking her ass I noticed as I began to watch it in fast forward. She even got a few clumsy dp's.

The camera would always zoom in after a guy blew a load in her or on her to look at her creampie or it glistening on her skin. It was kinda hot.

I actually didn't even watch then end of it because I had to get to school for practice.


The biz came and the bleachers were filled. It was the secret plan for the ages for us.

The three of us were in prime of life cast and the eternal rest of the team keep our feel zinging.

The like couldn't be said for the Creston Cowboys though. While the Cougars rushed onto the subject area led by Chet to the yowl of the crowd ; the Cowboys kinda just jogged out. Their motorcoach looked like he was nursing a huge hangover too.

I would care to say it was a thug biz. That it all came down to a hail mary as the clock ran out. But it wasn't.

nether region, it wasn't even fair.

The cowboy had a adept first quarter, struggled through the irregular. But when they came back for the second half, they were toast.

The Cougars slaughtered them. The net musical score was 63- 13.

When the clock ran out I swear the entire school rushed the subject area. It was a funny house. Chet was buoyed up on the spinal column of his team and the trophy was passed up to him as he waved it proudly. Our coach got drenched in Gatorade. It was pretty awful

Chet climbed down and pushed through his admirers to find me struggling to get to him. He picked me up and twiddle me in the air before planting a wet kiss on me.

"I love you baby !"Chet told me

Then I was up in the air and so was half the sunniness team as we got bodied surfed. A few hands tended to linger judgement you.

George V offered his nursing home as a party pad for the team. Chaperoned by a few honorable parents like himself, mama and the preacher wife Mrs Parsons.

Ha ! If they only knew.

It was pretty wild and we all got drunk and nutcase. band of the guys had girlfriends there so no orgy broke out. But as the nighttime wore on they took their girlfriends plate. When the finish of the girls went home some of the guys came back.

That's when the orgy started.

Almost had you, didn't I ?

It was our last nude party with the mountain lion. But this clock time Momma and George III, Marcus and Consuela joined in on the fun.

The party went into the wee hours as the last of the boys grew tired from fucking all our holes.

In the end the last fuckers standing were Momma, myself, Faith, George III and Marcus. Hope had given up halfway through still feeling a lurk deprivation knowing this was the last office she and Beeder were together.

In any vitrine, the night ended with Faith and I sharing a facial from George and Marcus dumping one last spermatozoon delivery up Momma's ass.

One hebdomad left till commencement exercise and the day after was the prom, our final night as high schooling girls.

Go panther !