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The Usual Disclaimer: This is a work of fantasy. All characters featured in sexual situations are over 18. The characters in these stories are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living, dead or undead is purely coincidental. Do not try this at home.
Author’s Note: When I was writing this story, I thought it might interest some readers who have never been to the States to read about how “soccer” is viewed in US schools. The sport definitely takes a backseat to other, more popular American sports like American football, baseball, and basketball. In most high schools soccer is fourth in popularity, but in some cases it may fall below a school’s wrestling or track programs as well.
What I did not realize was that the term “scrimmage” has a completely different connotation in the UK. There, it is regarded as a rugby term, referring to the placement of the ball between scrum lines. I understand from the comments that it caused some confusion, and that was completely unintended. In the US, the term “scrimmage” is used generically in all team sports to indicate a practice game, usually played between members of the same team. It is less formal than a “friendly” match, usually without a time keeper or referees. Coaches will oversee the scrimmage, and may stop play at any time to instruct players or critique play on the field.
* * * * *
When I got home, I fixed myself some ramen and a sandwich and wolfed it down quickly. I was exhausted, and fell asleep shortly afterwards. It had been an insanely long, busy weekend. In the morning I awoke with a groan, since my body was stiff. My muscles ached, and it took a few minutes of slow, careful stretching to get them to relax enough for me to walk shakily across the hall to take my usual morning piss.
I groaned softly again when I looked down at my dick. I hadn’t taken a shower after I got home–hadn’t cleaned off the residual lubricant and sperm that had gathered in my pubes at the base of my dick–and now that was a crusty mess. I started the water in the bathtub and then washed my hands in the sink. After running my tongue around inside my mouth, it seemed prudent to brush my teeth while I waited for the water to warm up. It was ready as soon as my teeth were brushed.
The hot water felt wonderful as it cascaded over my body and relaxed my still-aching muscles. I thoroughly cleaned my cock and balls before lathering up the rest of my body and getting nice and clean. In my mind I was reviewing the incredible weekend I’d enjoyed. Again and again I shook my head in disbelief as I recalled each experience–each amazing woman who had eagerly taken my cock.
When I stepped out of the shower to dry myself, there was a soft tapping at the bathroom door. I thought for just a moment before wrapping that bath towel around my waist. Both of my parents were home, after all.
“Come in,” I called out.
Dad pushed the door open and gave me a warm smile. “You’re up early,” he said.
“Yes sir,” I replied, but it was a reflexive response. I really had no idea what time it was.
He nodded and looked at my chest for a second. Then he stepped into the bathroom and spread his arms. He was dressed in a suit and tie, and I realized as I hugged him that he was going out of town again.
“When will you be back?” I asked, giving him a squeeze.
“Tomorrow night or early Wednesday,” he sighed, returning that squeeze before releasing me. He looked into my eyes and there was a twinkle there when he added, “Please take care of your mother while I’m gone.”
“Yes sir,” I replied again. I think I blushed a little, and he shook his head and chuckled as he left the bathroom.
I slowly pulled the towel from around my waist and resumed drying my back, shoulders and hair. I heard Dad start his car out front and pull away from the house as he left for the airport. When I walked into my bedroom my eyes landed on my alarm clock and I let out a snort. It was only five in the morning! I didn’t even need to get up for another two hours.
“Dad wasn’t kidding,” I muttered, shaking my head. “I’ve never been up this early!”
I had to think about it for a bit. Why the fuck was I up this early on a Monday morning? A bit of the weekend-fuck-fest montage swirled through my thoughts and I shook my head again. If anything, that should have exhausted me further. Then I recalled that final encounter with Leslie’s mom. It culminated with a vigorous fifteen minute ass-pounding in her bed, and my butt cheeks flexed again as I recalled how hard I had come in her ass before I scrambled to get dressed and leave.
That had wiped me out. I’d barely managed to feed myself, and then only because I was famished after all that exertion. It hadn’t even been nine o’clock when I had zonked out. I was up because I had already slept more than eight solid hours, and I had probably awoken from hearing my dad getting ready to leave, or perhaps my aching muscles had caused me to wake up. I felt much better after Kıbrıs Escort that shower, but my muscles were still a little stiff.
“Speaking of stiff,” I chuckled softly. My dick had hardened in response to that last memory–of fucking Leslie’s mom in the ass and unloading my nuts deep inside her welcoming backdoor. I looked down at my throbbing erection standing out proudly in front of me and shook my head. I stood there inside my bedroom, looking at my dick and wondering what I should do.
It was far too early to get dressed for school, and I wasn’t really tired enough to crawl back into bed and fall asleep. Then I heard my mother let out a long, mournful moan from down the hall. I pulled my towel around my waist again and hurried to their bedroom door. It sounded like she was in pain, and I was alarmed.
The light from my bedroom cast just enough faint light down the hall for me to see my mother groping around desperately on her bed. Her eyes were still closed and her face was scrunched up in consternation.
“Baby? Baby?” she whimpered.
I let out a relieved breath, understanding what was going on. She was feeling around for my father. Then I smiled and let my towel slide to the floor as I walked around to Dad’s side of the bed and slid in next to her. I shook my head, and couldn’t help but think that I had not expected to “take care” of my mother this soon.
She let out a relieved sigh when her hand brushed over my naked hip and her fingers closed around the base of my shaft. I had softened just a bit when her agonized moan had drawn my attention, since I worried she was hurt. As soon as she had me in her mouth, she moaned happily and started sucking and I was completely hard again.
I let my hand roam over her back and gently ran my nails back and forth at the base of her shoulder blades. That earned me another happy moan and more insistent sucking. I lay there and scratched her back and enjoyed another fantastic blowjob from my sleeping mother. For a moment I wondered if I should have turned off my bedroom light before sliding into bed; I knew I wasn’t going to get up and do it now. It was enough light for me to watch my mother’s blissful face as she sucked me, and I only thought about it because I hoped the light wouldn’t bother her and wake her up.
She just looked so content that I didn’t want to disturb her.
After another couple of minutes, though, my hands stiffened and I stifled a gasp. Mom let out a lusty moan as she got a taste of my pre-cum, and then she got far more aggressive. Her lips locked around my shaft and started sliding up and down as her tongue pressed the head of my cock against her palate and she applied firm suction to draw out more of the stuff. It worked, of course. My balls started clenching repeatedly as she nursed a steady trickle up my pulsing shaft and into her hungry mouth.
Each time she swallowed more of my juice she moaned around the sensitive head of my dick and then went right back to sucking more of it out of me. She still looked happy, but her eyes were moving back and forth behind her closed eyelids.
I wonder what she’s dreaming about, I thought. When she’s asleep and sucking dick, is she dreaming about sucking dick?
Then her insistent sucking was pushing me over the edge and I worried that I would wake her up when I came. She moaned happily again when she felt me swelling in her mouth and then she pulled her lips back up the shaft and locked them firmly around the swollen ridge of my cock head. She sucked me like she was pulling a drink up a straw.
I wasn’t really shocked that she didn’t wake up when I came. I mean, it was surprising, but after the weekend I’d just had it would take a lot to shock me. She moaned and swallowed and her body shuddered next to me. It reminded me to resume running my hand over her back since I hadn’t moved it in some time. I watched her mouth eagerly pulling on the head of my cock and I could actually see her throat working and gulping down my load. I shook my head as I watched her do all of it with that same blissful expression on her face and her eyes still closed.
I couldn’t suppress the shudder that went through my body, but I managed not to let out a sound. My muscles relaxed after I finished coming and I let my head sink back into the pillow. Mom let out a happy sigh through her nostrils after she had gulped down every drop from me, and then her sucking became softer and less insistent. It still felt incredible, of course.
After that marvelous, ball-draining blowjob, I was much more relaxed. I lay there and continued absently running my nails over my mother’s back and let my mind wander. I had to shake my head in disbelief as I recalled all the women I had fucked over that three-to-four day span. It was unreal. I mean, I would have been excited to have gotten with any one of them.
Mom’s lusty moan alerted me that I was getting harder in her mouth as I thought about all those Lefkoşa Escort sexual experiences; all the women who had eagerly welcomed my hard dick. I smiled down at her lovely face as Mom sucked my dick in her sleep and I knew none of those other women would ever truly live up to the one who was happily nursing a fresh trickle of pre-cum out of my shaft.
“I love you, Mom,” I whispered softly.
For the next several minutes I just lay there and watched her suck me, gently rubbing her back the entire time. Eventually her eyes fluttered open and she let out a sigh through her nostrils. Then she moaned around my hard dick and I could see her eyes flare open as she woke to discover a nice, hard dick in her mouth. She shifted around, sliding her sexy body over my right leg without releasing me from her mouth. The way her lips and tongue rotated around my dick felt exquisite, and I let out a soft moan.
It wasn’t until she settled between my legs that she looked up at my face. The surprise on her face was obvious. She finally took her mouth off of me and held my wet cock in her hand.
“What are you doing here?” she whispered.
“Dad left for the airport an hour ago,” I replied. “He gave me a hug before he left, since I was already up.” I smiled. “He told me to take care of you while he’s gone. Almost as soon as he pulled out of the driveway I heard you moaning. At first I was worried you might be hurt, but when I came in you were feeling around on the bed. So I slid into bed and you looked really happy to have me in your mouth.”
She smiled and looked at my hard, wet cock. “Yes,” she said simply, and then she moaned and resumed sucking me.
“Mmm, that’s so good,” I moaned appreciatively. I watched her for a moment, and then softly added, “I was a little worried I would wake you up when I came in your mouth earlier.”
Her eyes betrayed only a flicker of surprise, and she started working her lips up and down my shaft. Now that she was awake, she was able to read my reactions and apply perfect stimulation to my throbbing dick. It didn’t take long at all for her to coax another big load out of me, and she moaned happily as she gulped it down. It was the culmination of a very long, glorious blowjob for me. For her, it was waking up to a nice treat.
She glanced over at her alarm clock as she drained the last of my semen, and her eyebrows rose. After she had finished, she pulled her lips back and gave the tip of my cock one last lick.
“It’s not even six,” she observed. “Why are you up this early?”
She lapped at the tip of my dick again, and then slowly pulled the head back between her lips. I watched her nursing on it and licked my lips.
“I went to bed really early last night,” I replied. “By the time I got home, I was almost too tired to make myself something to eat. I had a quick dinner and then zonked right out. When I woke up, I was really stiff. I had to stretch for a bit and took a hot shower. Right after I finished my shower, Dad came in to let me know he was leaving.”
The corners of her mouth turned up when I said “stiff” and her tongue ran around the head of my cock twice. I had softened a bit after I had come in her mouth, but Mom knew she could easily get me hard again. She had a mischievous gleam in her eyes as she started taking more of my dick into her talented mouth and sucked me back to hardness.
“What are you thinking?” I asked.
Then I had to groan as she insistently sucked my dick three times in rapid succession. There was an audible “pop” when she pulled her lips back and my swollen cock head popped out of her mouth. She smiled at my slick renewed erection and slid up my body. I groaned along with her when she pushed my dick into her wet pussy. As she slowly sank down onto me, she lifted her nightgown over her head and I watched her tits bounce into view. Her nipples were already completely hard.
“I was thinking, ‘Do I want him in my ass, or in my pussy first?’ Of course, I was thinking of a normal Monday, when we’d be in a rush. Then I realized it was nice and early. We have plenty of time, and my pussy has really missed your wonderful, thick cock.” She leaned forward and added, “Here you go,” as she fed me her right nipple.
Mom moaned and pumped her hips forward and back, savoring the feel of my cock as it throbbed inside her. I happily sucked on her hard nipple, switching to the other one after a minute or so. My hands eagerly squeezed both of her soft melons while I gave those nipples a nice, thorough sucking. That combination quickly got her off, and I loved watching her face when she shuddered and came.
It was a wonderful way to start the week.
Mom came twice more from riding my dick and having her nipples sucked. Then she was eager for a nice, deep butt-fucking. She loved being able to cut loose and cry out loud while I did it, and that only made it more intense for me. Mom had two really intense orgasms that way. The second Girne Escort was triggered when I came in her ass.
We even had time to share a nice, unhurried shower before breakfast. After we had eaten, Mom groaned when I came up behind her in the kitchen and lifted her skirt. I pulled her panties aside and slid my dick into her pussy. Her eyes were wide when she turned to look at me. I could tell she had expected me to put it in her ass. I leaned forward and kissed her as I thrust into her pussy. Then I broke off that kiss.
“No lube,” I murmured.
She nodded. It was all the explanation she needed.
“Don’t come inside me,” she gasped. “I won’t have time to clean up and change before work.”
“Okay,” I managed.
Then I pounded her sweet little pussy. She came twice more in rapid succession, and I gasped and pulled out of her when I got close. In a flash, she was on her knees and sucking that last load out of me. Once she had swallowed all of it, she took me down her throat and her tongue lapped up all those juices that coated the base of my shaft. It emerged from her mouth squeaky-clean. She smiled up at me and licked her lips.
“Breakfast of champions,” she chuckled. “Thanks for that, son. I love starting the day like this.”
She stood and reached back to adjust her panties while I tucked my spent cock into my underpants and zipped up. Then we kissed and groped each other before heading out to the car. Mom kissed me again when she dropped me off at school, and I had a huge grin on my face as I watched her drive away.
* * *
I was in a fantastic mood all day, and every time one of the girls I had fucked that weekend saw me, they assumed it was because of what I had done with them. It really turned them on when they saw me with that “freshly-fucked glow,” and they all had that same look.
As soon as I got to my locker, it was Leslie, flanked by Tanya and Jackie, who walked up to me first. They each held either a couple of books or a notebook in front of their chests, and all three flushed slightly as soon as I turned and gave them that grin.
“Good morning!” I said brightly.
“Good morning,” they chorused in reply.
I licked my lips as I looked up at them, and couldn’t help but picture the look each of them had on their face when I had fucked them–particularly when I had taken each of their asses for the first time. As I turned back to my locker and snagged my books, I couldn’t help but think how that alone should have been the sexual highlight of my high school experience. I made a stack of the books and notebooks I needed for the first half of the school day and scooped it up on one arm, and then stood to look at those sexy girls again.
“So, now that we’ve had the chance to get to know each other, what is the plan?” I asked.
They exchanged a few looks and it was clear they hadn’t planned further than that first encounter in Leslie’s bedroom. I smiled and leaned closer.
“I would love to kiss all of you right now, but Mr. Colvert is standing behind you and watching us,” I whispered.
They all turned and looked right at our assistant principal, which made him squint and watch us even more closely. I chuckled and shook my head.
“I can’t wait to see you again,” I said softly. “I think I’m doing something with my mom after school today. I’ll call you, Leslie, and let you know when we’re done.”
“Sounds good,” she replied, once again giving me that worshipful smile.
I turned and headed toward my first period class, and I was halfway down the hall before Jackie blurted, “Hey! We need to give him OUR phone numbers, or Leslie’s going to have a huge, unfair advantage!”
I don’t think they heard me chuckle.
Emmanuelle was in my first period class, and she gave me a wistful smile when we made eye contact. Tori came right up and hugged me, which drew some raised eyebrows, and then she gushed about how happy she and Tio were, and what an amazing weekend they’d enjoyed together. I couldn’t help but smile, and I was happy that they were so happy together.
Stuff like that kept happening for the rest of the school year. I think it’s the reason that Emmanuelle and I never did anything again. After a couple weeks of that, she started dating Gabriel. Once that happened, we barely even spoke. It wasn’t like we avoided each other, but we didn’t want anyone to think she was cheating on her boyfriend.
In Chemistry class, I wound up partnering with my friends Bobby and Carlos. They were normally my lab partners, and it had been unusual for me to be with Cheryl and Tina. Both those girls came over to our lab table repeatedly, and my friends couldn’t miss the way they blushed every time we spoke. I could tell both guys were dying to ask what we’d done, but they restrained themselves and I didn’t volunteer anything.
We were busy enough trying to finish the lab in time that I never felt the need to divulge anything. Still, we’d been friends long enough that they knew something had happened. Bobby’s nose was practically twitching, he was so curious. Perhaps it was cruel of me not to say anything, but I really wasn’t sure what I was allowed to mention. I mean, what girl wants to be with a guy who blabs about what she was willing to do sexually?
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