0 comments/ 23958 views/ 0 favorites The Basketball Game By: sweetcakes My Master smiled at me as he ushered me into the room. There he had setup a large screen TV to watch the Basketball game. I had known he intended to have a few of the guys in to watch the game, I had not expected to be invited. Of course, with Master, surprises were his specialty. "Come my slave, everyone agrees you should watch the game with us." was all he had said to me when he had come to fetch me, tossing me a tiny little sundress to put on, and unquestioningly I had followed. I stood in the doorway and smiled shyly at the four men who were seated around the room as the pre-game commentary was going on on the screen. They all smiled back generously and I felt the familiar flip in my gut, knowing that surely my Master had plans for me, more than just me watching the game. Sure enough, Master spoke once again. "We decided we would like to have a little game of our own, my slave, while we watch the basketball. And, what is sport without a little wager happening, hmm?" He grinned at me, and my eyes followed the turn of his head, noticing that on the side table were laid out a wide array of toys.... whips & floggers and paddles of all sizes, clamps and chains and weights, ... all sorts of his favorite things. I took a deep breath and looked at him once again. "Remove your dress and kneel my slave, and I will explain the little wager you will be making." He smiled, as I reached for the hem of my short dress and pulled it over my head, my otherwise nude body now on display to the visitors in the room, and sunk obediently to my knees, my hands clasped behind me. I kept my gaze lowered, blushing at the thought of these four men looking at me this way, and awaited my Master's instructions. "Now my slave... I have here the names of each team, sealed in an envelope. Please select one, which will be the team of your wager." He held out to me a silver tray with the 2 envelopes on it, and cautiously I reached and chose one. He immediately held the remaining envelope over a nearby candle and held it till the flames nearly reached his fingers, before dropping it back on the tray. He then took from me the remaining envelope and set it conspicuously on the top of the TV. "The name of your team is sealed, and unknown to any of us. The conditions of your wager are like this.... if your team loses, I will have the pleasure of using any of the available toys on you,.. in front of our guests of course.. until I judge the debt of your loss is paid." I glanced up at him and felt a shiver run through my spine, noticing the vagueness of his description. "If your team is the winner... you will be rewarded, by being allowed to drink your fill from each of our visitors cocks." His grin widened, and I followed his gaze to the guests, and noticed they too were grinning wickedly at me as I knelt there nude in front of them. I felt my skin flush, not sure which of the options presented to me was actually the best one. Much as I love to suck and empty my Master's cock I was not accustomed to doing this to total strangers, or with an audience. My thoughts were interrupted, however, by the cheers on the screen as the players rushed onto the court. My Master tapped at the inside of my knees with his crop until my knees were spread wide open, displaying my cunt to the men seated across the room, and settled himself in his chair beside me. As the first quarter of the game progressed, Master paid very little attention to the fact that I was there, except for the odd tap of his crop under my breasts if he deemed my posture to be failing, but I was always quite aware of the eyes of the others on me. As each team scored points I found my heart beginning to race, my breath quicken, and my body burn with the heat of the tension I was feeling. With each basket I thought "Is that my team? Am I winning or losing?" and my breath would catch in my throat, a reaction that seemed to delight our guests as they watched me squirm in this state of uncertainty. At the end of the first quarter my Master gave me a sideways glance and casually asked me if I was feeling the strain in my back of kneeling for this lengtgh of time. "Perhaps you need a change of positon, my slave. Turn and rest your shoulders to the floor a while." I knew this command, and slowly turned my back to the men on the other side of the room, remembering to keep my knees wide, and leaned forward til my shoulders touched the floor, my breasts pressed against the carpet, my hands reaching back between my legs to grasp below my knees. I felt the quick sting of his crop on my ass, and quickly tipped upwards, displaying my ass and cunt to the room. From this position I was not able to see the screen, and my ears strained to hear as the crowd cheered with each basket scored, trying to keep track of the score, though still unsure who should be winning or losing. I stayed like this for the second quarter of the game. During half time my Master casually removed his pants and thrust his cock into my cunt from behind, jamming it to the bottom with a fierce thrust. I was already so wet from having been on display before the four guests in this position, and he was already hard from my humiliation. He grunted suddenly, and came, with little ceremony, as he pounded my cunt with his hard cock, filling my with his cum, .... but he did not give me permission to do the same, and I held despirately to keep from cumming until he was finished and pulled his cock from me. I had forgotten the guests as he fucked me, knowing only his hard cock pounding into me, moaning wildly as he fucked me, but as soon as he pulled away from me they cheered and whistled, and I felt my body redden at the embarassment. Master sat back in his chair, ready for the second half of the game, and told me to rest my back. He instructed me to lay on my back on the floor, my feet towards the guests, and bring my knees up and outwards so that they had a clear view of my wet, freshly fucked cunt as my juices and his cum slowly began to drip from me. As I watched the game, my heart pounding in my chest, I found myself constantly looking at the envelope on the top of the TV. I wished fervently that I knew which team's name was sealed inside it.... knew if I were winning or loosing,... and yet in a way I was thankful I didn't know, thankful I did not have the long knowing wait for the whip if my team were losing... or for that matter, for the public cocksucking if I were winning!! By the fourth quarter there was a clear leader, and my tension was so strong I was felt despirate. Master smiled down at me where I lay, and brought me a low stool for me to sit on, with my knees spread wide of course, facing our guests so close I was sure they could smell my cum filled cunt, and feel my heat as I blushed from both embarassment and longing. Master also decided it was time for the guys to show me how much they appreciated my watching the game with them, and they all gladly removed their pants, so that during the entire fourth quarter I was sitting facing four extremely hard cocks. My mouth watered, and I swallowed constantly, my cunt burning with need, my belly churning with desire. Finally, after nearly two hours of being on display to these four men, and Master, the game ended... San Antonio over the Lakers. Master shifted in his chair and lifted his crop to point at the envelope. "Fetch it my slave, and we will see if you have won or lost." I stood from the chair, and he immediately hit the crop against the floor, making me jump. I looked questioningly at him, and he gave me a stern look, and pointed down, for me to get on my knees and crawl. Quickly I sunk onto my knees and crawled to the TV, my ass wiggling at our guests as I moved, and stretched up to reach the envelope. I was almost breathless as I held it and looked at my Master. He nodded for me to open it. My fingers trembled as I ripped the envelope, my heart pounded in my throat as I slid the folded piece of paper out. I hesitated, only slightly, then took a deep breath and unfolded the paper, and stared down at the words written across it. "Read it to us my slave." Master said, sitting motionless in his chair. I looked up at him, then nervously glanced at our guests, their four hard cocks straining out towards me, before looking back at the paper in my trembling hand. "San Antonio" I said in a hushed voice. I looked up at Master and he smiled aprovingly at me, and nodded towards our guests. I dropped the paper and crawled towards them, reaching the first one and looking up at him. He had his hand on his cock, stroking it, holding it out towards me. I glanced at my Master, and he nodded at me to continue, so I turned back to the straining cock and reached my tongue towards it, feeling the heat of the embarassment of sucking a stranger while other strangers watched. But soon, as I felt the cock against my tongue, and closed my lips around it, sucking the swollen head, I forgot all but the fact that I was a slave sucking a cock. I moaned as I began to devour him, my desire to feel him in my mouth and drink from him so overpowering! I slid my lips down along his cock, my tongue pressing against him, and as his hardness filled my mouth I forgot who he was, and knew only that this was a cock, that would soon fill my mouth with the cum I longed for, and that in draining it I would be pleasing my Master, and satisfying my own hunger. My head bobbed up and down and side to side, as I slid his cock in and out of my mouth. He slumped in his chair and opened his legs wide, his head resting back on the chair, and moaned in delight as my mouth worked on him, my lips fucking him, my tongue milking him, my hands caressing his shaft and his balls. I moaned longingly, feeling him harden even more, his head swelling and his shaft tensing, as he prepared to cum. When his ragged breathing turned to a low growling moan, I felt the leap in my cunt from knowing he was about to cum. My nipples hardened, my mouth tingled at the back of my tongue, and I clamped down hard on him to milk him dry, just as he let out a loud grunt and the first load of cum shot in to my mouth. Despirately I sucked, gulping down his cum as he fed me, over and over, until finally he softened and relaxed. I swirled my tongue around him a little longer, cleaning every trace of cum from his cock, then slowly slid him out of my mouth with a soft moan. "Oh Maaaaannnnnnnn!!!!" he moaned, and for the first time since my tongue touched his cock, I remembered where I was, and what I was doing, and felt my body burn with heat as I blushed with the embarassment of having just sucked off this stranger while others watched. I swallowed hard, the taste of him still very intense in my mouth, and bit my lower lip as I glanced over at Master. He looked impatient at my hesitation, and waved his crop towards the next guest, and quickly I crawled over to him. He was waiting, his cockhead already purple and straining from what he had just witnessed. He sat on a loveseat, with the third guest beside him, so I was conscious of both sets of eyes very near as I lowered my head to his cock. Slowly I enveloped him, and heard his moan of delight as I slid him all the way into my mouth til his head pressed against my throat. A couple of times I did this, teasing his straining cock, then he grabbed my head with both hands and pushed down fiercely, pressing into me hard and deep, then lifting again, moving my head and fucking his cock with my mouth this way. As he did this, vigorously fucking himself with my mouth, I felt someone take my hand, and the next cock was placed there for me to stroke. I moaned in my heat and stroked the cock happily, and soon I was rewarded with the second cockfull of cum of the night, my head still being plummeted up and down as he shot. I gulped at his cum, swallowing hard between breaths, until he too softened and his grip on my hair eased. Immediately the third of our guests pulled on my hand to bring me to him. He stood tall above me, and fed his cock into my mouth. With both hands he tilted my head and pressed down on my shoulders until my neck was extended backwards to the limit, then he pressed his cock in my eager mouth and slowly slid right to the back. He pressed purposefully at my throat, then slowly slid out again, then again and again, pressing further with each stroke, until I could feel him entering my throat with each slow thrust. He could feel it too, and the next time he slid out he returned with a hard deep thrust, his long cock disapearing completely, my chin mashed against his balls, as his cock slid deep down my throat. He pressed hard into me that way as I struggled to overcome my reflexes, then as I settled, he began to fuck my throat, my nose pressing into his hair and my chin into his balls with each inward thrust. I could do nothing but moan in delight, and press my tongue against him as he slid in and out of my throat. From somewhere far off in the distance I heard a voice exclaiming "My god look at her swallow that cock!!!" then he tensed, his legs pressing towards me, his cock stiff and throbbing, and shot his cum down my throat. After this first burst of cum in my throat he began to fuck me again, still in my throat, and shot until he was empty and I felt him soften in my throat. When he slid his cock out of my throat I wasted no time moving on to the fourth and last of our guests, wanting nothing more now than to suck it empty and drink his cum. He was shaking in his need, after witnessing the other three, and moaned incesantly as I began to bob on his cock. Then, I felt a cock pressed against my cunt, and strong familiar hands gripping my hips as the cock plunged deep into me. Then my Master's hands slid slowly down my back and around my sides, over my breasts, and gripped my nipples tightly. Master began to fuck me hard & deep, using my nipples as a grip, tugging on them to pull my body towards him as he thrust into me, while my mouth devoured the last cock. Seeing this was too much for our guest, and he let out a loud groan and shot his cum into my eager gulping mouth. Master fucked me harder as I swallowed, gulping down the cum as my own body cried out to cum. Finally Master tugged quick and hard on my nipples as he buried himself into me. "Cum NOW my slave!!!" he said, in a husky voice, and instantly my cunt exploded in waves of orgasm. I moaned loudly around the still shooting cock as my cunt contracted and Master's cock exploded in me, all three of us cumming together in a wave of heat so overpowering the room disappeared and I was aware of nothing else. Eventually our last guest slumped into his chair, totally spent, his cock emptied of all it's cum and licked clean, and my Master's cock slowed his pace and slid out, also spent. I was in a daze now, the aftereffects of the amazing orgasm Master had managed to keep me in as long as I had a cock in both cunt & mouth. Dreamily I rolled onto my ass, and happily lapped at Master's softening cock that he presented to me, as he often did after fucking me, for me to lap clean of both our juices in a final treat. I heard the voices but did not entirely register what they were saying, but I knew there was some referance to my wonderfull skills as a cocksucker, and his luck in having me as his slave, and that he had trained me well..... and that all of them would love to feed me again anytime. I smiled as I lovingly cleaned him, his hand resting softly on my head offering only gentle guidance in a task he knew I loved to do well. Master smiled down at me and patted my head. "My good slave." he crooned. "Always so thirsty, always loves to drink warm cream, always so eager to please. I am sure we are all very pleased that she won this little wager." If you are inclined towards the BDSM world, perhaps you may let your imagination wander to think about what may have happened to her had the OTHER team won the game. The Basketball Game Would it make your cock hard to hear about my secret groupie past? It would. Then let me tell you a little story from 1997. Let me tell you how it was, in real language, street language. We were living up in Vancouver at the time. That fall, things were pretty overwhelming at work, and when I got home, it seemed like it was one thing after another with the family. I really needed to get away. I joined a friend's book club and met this woman named Terri Connolly. We were reading that Wally Lamb book that was all the rage that year, and we both hit it off over how much we did not like it. I was dating women whenever I could at the time, and I asked Terri out for a drink afterwards. Terri and I were both wearing come-fuck-me pumps that night. She was in her mid-30's and about the same height as me, and we laughed about how we towered over the other women at the club. She had long red hair, blue eyes, a mouth that curled up at the corners and demanded to be kissed, prominent grapefruit-sized tits...I was enjoying her as eye candy even if nothing came of this. We went to this little cafe called Horwitz's up on Main Street for martinis. We chatted about our jobs. She told me she was in corporate sales for TELUS and had moved here after growing up in Ohio. She was very touchy-feely - she kept putting her hand on mine when she wanted to make a point. Naturally I reciprocated. Then Terri asked me out. "Hey, do you want to come to the Grizzlies game on Thursday? My boss gave me a pair in the lower bowl and I think it would be fun." Now, I'm not the world's biggest basketball fan. But if it meant another chance to spend time with Terri - and pursue my seduction of her - I would have been happy to go watch tiddlywinks. "Of course," I said. I leaned over for an impromptu hug and kissed her on the cheek. "That's very sweet of you. You might have to explain the odd rule to me, though. I seem to have misplaced my NBA rulebook." "Actually," Terri confessed, "the main reason I want to go is there's a player on the Grizzlies this year who went to my alma mater, Bowling Green. Do you know Antonio Daniels?" The name sounded vaguely familiar but I shook my head. "Well, I used to go to a lot of the games back home. I even tried out for the women's team one year. Now I just watch what I can with my cable package. And Antonio is fucking hot. Look at this." Terri reached into her purse and unfolded a glossy magazine clipping. It showed Antonio Daniels in his Grizzlies uniform on draft day. He was their top pick this year, and something about him reminded me of Denzel Washington. Nice, well-muscled body. "Yum," I said. I licked my lips and took off my wedding ring with a wink. "How old is he?" "Maybe 21 or 22. I would give anything to do him, Frederika, honest to God." "Have you been with athletes before?" "My senior year, I was fucking two of the guys on the basketball team at Bowling Green. You?" "Yes, but mostly hockey players. And a couple of speedskaters." I said. "Well, here's the kicker," Terri said. "They're having a reception for season-ticket holders after the game, with several of the players in attendance. And our tickets will get us in." "I was excited before, but now I'm super-fucking-excited," I said with a smile. The underdog Grizzlies delivered a surprisingly good game at GM Place, defeating San Antonio 97-86. Antonio was flying, scoring three-pointers from every angle. Every time he put one in the basket, Terri and I screamed and hugged each other. A couple of times, they put us up on the Jumbotron, and there was a big roar from the crowd, which I really enjoyed. Terri was wearing a pair of tight black faux-leather pants and a sleeveless red blouse, and I had on white boots with a matching skirt cut above the knee, as well as a black silk top, under which I sported a new bra from Diane's Lingerie with the nipples cut out. I enjoy dressing like a groupie or escort. When I went to get us a couple of beers, one of the guys in the lineup asked me in a low serious voice if I was "available" that night. I pushed my ass against him slightly and told him to give me his business card. When Terri and I hugged, the feeling of Terri's big tits pressing into mine really made my cunt wet. I wished I could lift up my skirt, show it to the people sitting around it to us, and then wipe it on my seat. Or on Terri's gorgeous face. After the game, Terri checked the instructions she'd printed out at work, and we took an elevator up to Level 500. I spotted Antonio right away, surrounded by a group of admirers in the crowded room. "I'm going in," said Terri. She approached him with her game program. I saw her get an autograph, but she looked hesitant and she came back to me on the other side of the room where I was reclining on a leather couch with a glass of complimentary champagne. "What the fuck, girlfriend?" I said. "Did you hit on him?" "I couldn't - there were too many people," she said. "Let me take care of this," I said. When I saw Antonio excuse himself and head over to the canapes, I made my move. I got up and confidently strode across the room. "Nice game tonight, Antonio," I said. "You were looking good out there." We made eye contact. "Thanks," he said. "Didn't I see you and your girlfriend in like the 10th row?" "That was us," I said with a smile. "Look, I hate to trouble you, but I need a couple of autographs. I promise you it'll be worth your while." A spark of interest flickered in his eyes. "Sure thing." All eyes on us, Antonio and I left the room together and I nodded toward an open doorway just down the hall. It turned out to be a food preparation area. There were plastic trays with cold cuts and cheese and buckets of beer. It was empty, so it met my purposes. I didn't fuck around in those days. I stood with my back against the wall, opened up my blouse, and showed Antonio Daniels my tits. "You like what you see?" I glanced down and already I could see the stirring in his pants. "Fuck yes." I produced a Sharpie from my purse. "Then sign them." Removing my bra, I let him carefully ink his name and his number on both my big tits. I groaned a little from the warmth of his hand as he caressed them. "That's great, baby," I told him. "Just what I wanted. Now I've got something for you." With great assurance, I knelt down on the floor and unzipped his pants. His thick, black cock stiffened further in my hand as I took it out. I thrust it eagerly into my mouth and began sucking him off. My eyes flickered to the left as I heard a gasp. One of the catering girls - probably 19 or 20 with a blonde pixie cut, dressed in her maroon Aramark uniform - had just come in. Instead of stopping what I was doing, I made direct eye contact with her, giving her a defiant look as I pulled my head back to slowly circle the tip of my tongue around Antonio's cockhead. "Hey! Get the fuck out of here!" Antonio exclaimed. The girl stammered her excuses and closed the door as I kept blowing Antonio. He was getting ready to come. I started licking him and jacking him off, talking as I did so. "You like my blowjob, Antonio?" I asked. "You like what I fucking do? Mama's gonna treat you right tonight. I came here to fuck you. And I came here to fuck my girlfriend too. That's right, the one who got her program signed. You want to see me spread my snatch so she can fuckin' lick me out, you motherfucker? You get off on that shit? You want to see two girls grinding cunt to cunt in your hotel room? You want to take this party back to your place and then fuck both of us? You can do that, but first you gotta blow a big fuckin' load on Mama's face and tits. Gimme that juice - yeah, fuckin' unload on me!" With his eyes closed and his teeth gritted, Antonio suddenly let out a huge groan and ejaculated on me over and over again. I felt the sweet satisfaction of a job well done. And I could hardly wait to get back to the reception and tell Terri what was coming next. I took a silk scarf out of my handbag and gave it to Antonio with an expectant look. He used it to carefully wipe the come off me. "Do you have a place in town?" I asked Antonio, as I straightened up my outfit. "I'm staying at the Sutton Place Hotel, over on Burrard Street," he said. "Terri and I will be there in 45 minutes. Don't be late." I marched out of the food prep room with my hips swaying. Back at the reception, I spotted Terri sitting on the couch, her legs crossed, nervously twisting a lock of her red hair. The crowd had thinned out a bit, and almost all of the Grizzlies had left while I was out. "How did it go?" asked Terri. "What did he say?" "There wasn't that much talking involved - at least not from him," I said with a smile. "Look, Terri, you said you'd give anything to do Antonio Daniels, didn't you?" "Are you kidding me? Whatever it takes!" "That's the approach I take too," I said. "Here's the deal. Antonio is really into girl-on-girl. He invited us back to his hotel. He wants to watch you with me. That's what gets him off." Terri's eyes and mouth widened. "Oh my God. Oh my God." "We need to get a taxi," I said calmly, with my cunt tightening at the same time. I placed my hand on top of hers. "I've...never had sex with a woman before," Terri said. "Wow. This is wild. I'm almost freaking out here." "Just follow my lead, Terri," I said. "I'm willing to do anything and you should be too. Like you said." Without waiting for her response, I pulled the neckline of my black silk top down just far enough to show Antonio's autograph scrawled crudely across my big tits. Two women who looked like players' wives were nibbling on canapes nearby, and noticed, giving me shocked looks. I smiled at them, knowing they must be wondering if I'd ever fucked their husbands. Just from their body language, I could tell I was a much better fuck than either of them. Terri picked up her purse and stood up. "This is so crazy. Let's get over there before I change my mind." I kissed her hard on the mouth - knowing the wives were still watching - and we left the suite hand in hand. In Antonio's palatial seventh-floor suite, we turned on the lights and left the curtains wide open. With luck, I thought, someone in a neighbouring building would be able to see everything. Antonio sat in a wide-backed armchair positioned close to the bed, his pants unzipped so he could stroke his thick black cock as he watched me playing with Terri. I told Antonio to pour us all a glass of red wine before we got started. We clinked glasses and then I knelt on the bed, still wearing my white boots. "Come here, baby," I told Terri. I passionately French-kissed her and ran my hands slowly down her back, stroking her long red hair, enjoying the sensation of those grapefruit-sized tits pressing up against mine. Her mouth tasted incredible. She was stiff and nervous at first, but then began to relax and moan as I caressed her everywhere. There was a huge mirrored closet door to our right, where I could enjoy watching myself in action. My arousal was enhanced by hearing Antonio's grunts of excitement and the sound of his cock slapping against his palm as he watched me seducing Terri into lesbian sex. Slowly, I removed my black silk top, giving both Terri and Antonio a great view of my bra with the nipples cut out. Having my autographed tits on display made me feel even more raw, crude, and nasty. "Go on, let's show Antonio what you've got," I told Terri. I took the helm of her red silk blouse and lifted it over her head. I unhooked her bra confidently and pushed my face into her tits, sucking and licking on their warmth. Meanwhile, I made her stroke my nipples to and fro with her right hand as we kissed some more. "Shit, that feels so fuckin' good," I exclaimed. I shoved one hand down the front of my skirt and played with my unshaven pussy in front of both of them, masturbating openly as I got the pleasure I deserved from Terri. I adjusted my position, lying on my side on the bed and lifting my leg up. Terri mimicked me, and I moved into a scissoring position. I could feel how absolutely heated up and soaked her cunt was. We started grinding and groaning, grinding and groaning, as I aggressively thrust against my friend's cunt to get the satisfaction I need. Rubbing my clit up hard against her pubic bone felt fucking incredible. I bared my teeth and gasped. I wasn't ready to come yet. I moved my legs away Pulling up my skirt and yanking down my panties to show everything, I could see the approval and respect that I needed from Antonio and from Terri. I could see it in their eyes. It just spurred me to dominate Terri further. "Get underneath me, Terri," I ordered. Terri was almost trembling from excitement, and obeyed promptly. She lay back on the bed as I took off my panties. Still wearing my white boots, I straddled her face with my full, wide ass. "Now start licking me out," I said. Antonio rubbed his dick even faster as her tongue flickered against my fully engorged labia. I pushed my ass cheeks down on her, sitting on her face to force her to put her tongue right up my cunt. Antonio had a huge hard-on now with pre-come glistening at the tip. "I want a dick inside me that isn't my husband's," I said in a loud, harsh voice. "You gonna do something about that, Antonio?" He rose, jacking off, and came to the bed. He knelt behind me, positioning his cockhead at my entrance, and then mounted me, thrusting in deeply. "Oh, motherfucker! Oh Jesus Christ, that feels good!" I groaned. I could feel Terri's tongue lapping at my cunt and Antonio's dick at the same time. I leaned forward to give Antonio a better look at my asshole as he fucked the shit out of me. I yanked down Terri's panties and began to eat her cunt at the same time. Her flavour was sweet and musky. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see lights coming on in the windows of the condo building across the alley. Yes! I needed an audience to make my climax as good as it could be. I could feel it building up as Antonio's thick dick rubbed hard against my G-spot and Terri wrapped her full lips around my swollen clit. "Put your come in me, Daddy," I encouraged him. "Shoot that fuckin' load while she eats me out." My legs stiffened and I clamped the top of my boots against her shoulders. "Ohhh...ahhhhh...yeahhhhhh!" I screamed out as I climaxed, raw and hard, living out my bisexual fantasy in front of a voyeuristic audience. Antonio yelled out too and ejaculated into my cunt - as he pulled out, I pushed my ass back down hard on Terri, forcing her to lick up his cream pie. We stayed in the room till almost midnight, finishing off the red wine and fucking in different configurations. That was one of my favorite groupie episodes - but certainly not the only one.