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My Rugby Club Bets Ch. 01

By: RiskyGirl



It was just a few weeks into the Rugby season when I went with Carl to a game at his old club. We were stood with the coach and reserves during the game and some of the things I said were not very complimentary. They were not playing well and by half time were down by twelve points. As they walked off the pitch I even offered to play for them in the second half, shouting something cruel about not being afraid to catch the ball. 

It was all meant in fun but when I offered to sign up with the coach, he used it in his half time talk. When they came out afterwards they were really fired up. "So are you going to join us, or what?" one guy asked.

"Let's see if you can do any better," I screamed back at him.

I have to admit they played totally different during the second half and deserved a thrilling victory of 30-26. I was still laughing about winding them up when the players came into the bar some time later. They had only been expected to get a draw at best and the victory was a good result. I was having a drink with Carl when they all seemed to target me. I continued teasing them about their performance and described the victory as 'lucky'. 

I knew nothing about the game and I'm not that clever now, although I had a new found interest in the game. The players all have a few drinks before they go through to have a meal with the ref and the opposition. It was hilarious and I was quite cruel with some of my remarks. Carl was pouring oil on the fire as he knew a lot of them having been a player in the past. Eventually they all went for lunch and I remained with Carl.

We had a few drinks and joked with other fans and club members. I had suggested leaving a few times before they finished their meal and rejoined us and continued with our dispute. Apparently they had been discussing my opinions during the meal, to everyone's amusement.

It was all a lot of fun, teasing the guys and joking around. Carl was having a lot of fun winding things up and encouraging the dispute. Carl was getting mischievous as he continued to egg things along. 

One guy asked if I would do him a favour and not attend their next match. I giggled and replied I didn't think it would be much fun to watch being as they would probably lose anyway. There was a loud moan of disagreement and Carl confided that they had little chance of winning many of their games. Carl suggested we should make a wager and I laughed saying I wasn't betting on just one game. 

"Look if you win the next two, making three in a row then I'll have a bet with you," I had to shout the last bit due to their laughing.

"You want a bet that we can't win the next two games?"

"Yes, go on then, I'll bet you can't win three in a row," I yelled.

There was more mumbling as they considered the offer until Carl piped up, "What are you willing to bet Rian?"

"I don't know, it's not me that's going to be paying up," I squealed cheekily.

Carl was grinning away and chatting quietly to a few guys around him. They didn't seem able to agree on what to bet or even if they should. Carl turned and put an arm around me. "Ok, so if they win the next two games, you join them for a team bath, after the game," Carl whispered.

I raised my eyebrows. "And if they lose?" I prompted.

"Ok, if they lose, then they lose."

"To hell with that, if they lose I want payment," I shrieked.

"Like what?" asked one player.

"One lap of the pitch, naked," I replied quietly.

"Who?"

"All of you," I squeaked.

There was quite a lot of laughter before they began to agree and eventually one of the players confirmed the bet. The others gradually expressed their agreement as they fell around laughing. We had a few more drinks together but as the players began to leave, so did we. Carl was laughing about the bet and didn't think his old team mates had much chance of winning. 

I giggled to myself every time I thought about the bet over the following week. Carl asked if I wanted to go watch the game which was an away match. I declined because I had plans with Alan. 

The day of the game we were having a coffee when I got a text from Carl; 7-22 you lose. I was a little shocked that they had won. Carl had been so positive they would lose. I giggled though, it was exciting that they needed to win one more, better than losing straight away and being over.

I told Alan and we called in to the rugby club for a drink with Carl on our way home. I received quite a reception from the players that were there. Alan kept a low profile while I stood with Carl joking with the players. They were on a high having won a game they should have lost. They were also taking the opportunity to tease me, suggesting I bring soap to the next game. I promised I would turn up the following week, just to watch them lose and we headed home.

The week dragged and I had a few moments when I felt quite nervous. Alan and Carl showed me the team results and it seemed clear they had little chance of winning. Alan said my only problem was that they were now motivated. 

I was actually really nervous when Carl picked me up to take me to the match. I new they should lose but things were not going my way. The team they were playing had been in the league above the previous year and were intending to return. As the players ran out onto the pitch they all waved to me and smiled, even the coach looked happy to see me.

It was a really hard game and they were getting pushed back constantly. By half time our lads were down, 6-10. They looked shattered and a bit dejected as they returned to the changing rooms. I felt sorry for them, I didn't want them to lose but I didn't want to lose the bet either. 

"I hope they play better next half," I told Carl.

"Why? Do you fancy taking a bath with them?" he chuckled.

"No, not really maybe they can get a draw," I said hopefully.

Carl laughed and we had a drink while we waited for the second half. Out they ran and looked a lot more determined but it didn't seem to help. They were down 6-17 in the first five minutes. Carl was screaming encouragement to the guys and I didn't feel like teasing them anymore.

As one of our players made a run down the pitch I was screaming at the top of my lungs for him to score. He was brought to the ground with an almighty thud a few feet further on. Some of the other players heard me though and gave me huge smiles as they ran forward in support. 

The next run they made was like lightening and they crashed between the posts for a try. I was cheering and screaming with everyone else. More guys noticed me shouting my support and seemed to be passing the word along their lines. 13-17 and they were still in it for now. There was some scuffling from a tackle and a penalty was awarded, 13-20.

I sank my head for a minute before all hell let loose. One of our players was running down the far side and with lots of support. It was an amazing run and after a conversion kick we were 20-20. The guys were all beaming at me and one guy running past shouted something. I didn't hear him but they suddenly looked very different. It was frantic for a few minutes with the ball changing possession a few times before a drop kick for our side put us in front 23-20. 

I was cheering loudly and jumping up and down as the guy ran past me again, I fumbled with my buttons as if getting undressed. He laughed as he rejoined the pack and I turned to Carl realising they had a chance to win.

"Don't worry, still got fifteen minutes to go," he assured me.

I didn't share his confidence anymore but within minutes the opposition were close to scoring again. I couldn't help myself and was shouting support and pleading with them to block the ball. There was a problem with the scrum and the ball was given back to our team and I screamed with delight. "What am I doing?" I shrieked at Carl.

"Losing," he laughed.

"No, oh no I can't," I whimpered.

As the pack ran back up the pitch a lot of them were smiling or giving me the thumbs up. I felt like hiding and with just a few minutes to go our guys got close enough to kick another drop goal to lead 26-20. The final whistle went and the players all celebrated. We were stood a little way from the coach and all the players gave us a wave or a cheeky smile as they went back into the changing rooms. 

Carl took my hand and led me into the bar then into a private corridor leading to the changing rooms. "Are you sure you're ok?" Carl asked quietly.

"Yes, sure I am," I mumbled nervously.

"I think they would understand if you backed out."

"No, I made the bet, I will do it," I replied.

Carl entered the changing room while I waited anxiously outside. There was a lot of noise and cheering and I was actually pleased they had won. I wasn't so impressed with what I had to do next and wanted to just get on with it. After about ten minutes the door opened and a few older men associated with the team came out followed by the coach. He didn't say a word but didn't look surprised to see me standing outside the changing room. He gave me a huge grin and carried on into the bar. 

I stood alone, wondering if the coach knew about the bet and what I was going to do. What if he came in when I was in there, what would he think? The door opened again and Carl appeared, "Are you coming in?"

"Yes, yes," I stammered.

I pushed myself away from the wall and followed Carl inside. The guys were still cheering and most were half dressed. They all gave me a huge cheer when I entered the room and they began hugging me. I was dumbfounded as these huge, half naked men squeezed me. As each guy appeared to give me a hug they seemed to be wearing less and I was just waiting for the first naked one to appear. 

After a few minutes I must have hugged them all but none had appeared naked. I stood talking to a couple of players who were giving me some credit for bringing the team together. I found it really funny that they might only have won, because they wanted to see me naked. The guys were not shy about removing their clothes with me in the room. All but two had already entered the showers when I glanced at Carl. 

"Ok, here goes," I mumbled with a smile.

The guys still with us looked confused until I began undoing my buttons on my top. "Are you going ahead with it?" they blurted, almost in unison.

"I pay my debts, if it's ok?"

"Oh yes but they wont believe this," one guy laughed.

They stood watching as I removed my top and my jeans. I stood in my underwear for a second before unclipping and removing my bra. They began giggling like schoolboys as my breasts were released. I gestured for the guys to finish undressing as I slid my panties down and stepped out of them. They paused for a second, looking me up and down as I stood naked facing them

"Go join the rest, I'm coming through," I said casually.

They walked off into the showers as I gave Carl a kiss. "I'll be here waiting, don't worry, they are good lads," he said reassuringly.

I smiled at him and walked into the showers. They all roared with shocked as I strolled casually towards the huge bath at the end of the shower room. I couldn't help noticing some of their cocks as I passed through and I felt myself trembling. I stepped into the bath as I waved for them to join me. 

It was chaos as they all ran and jumped in beside me. There were bodies everywhere, landing on top of each other and me. I was in hysterics as I pushed them off of me, my hands inadvertently touching a few guys. The bath had looked huge when it was empty but now it felt much smaller. I was pressed up between two guys, the water not reaching my tits, my nipples erect and very hard. 

There was a lot of chatter about who got to sit beside me, so I suggested they take it in turns. They were all shouting and joking and obviously surprised I had carried out the bet. As the last players climbed into the bath, it was solid with bodies. I was squeezed away from the sides and into the centre, surrounded by naked men. 

"I've had dreams like this," I said glancing around at their bodies.

"So have we," shouted a few guys.

We were all laughing as our bodies rubbed against each other. I had been trying to maintain some space around me but it was a waste of time and I conceded. It wasn't that they were doing it on purpose, just that the bath wasn't big enough. 

Everyone was pushing each other and I was getting jostled around too. As I toppled over I put a hand out to catch myself. It was hilarious with my hand landing right on some guys cock. I tried to withdraw it and ended up falling onto a couple of guys. I was lying on them, laughing uncontrollably. 

I was surrounded by cocks and I couldn't put a hand anywhere without touching somebody's. As I lay across the guys I had cocks prodding me everywhere. Most of my body was out of the water but I had no intention of concealing myself. I was trying to find somewhere to sit and began crawling from one lap to another. A few hands ran across my ass and I took the occasional glance back at the culprit, smiling.

I slithered into a space in the middle of the bath and knelt down. I was giggling and feeling quite naughty but I wasn't going to let things go too far. I asked for some soap and one guy passed me a bar. I turned to a player beside me and asked him to lather my back. He was only too willing to help and everyone else began cheering and laughing. 

He started at my shoulders and slowly worked his way down my back. He was massaging the soap into my skin until he reached the waterline. I took the soap from him and slowly stood up and began to create lather in my hands. I watched their faces as I began to rub the suds into my skin, massaging my breasts and slowly running my hand lower.

The cheering died away as my hand reached my crotch and I began rubbing the lather over my pussy. I was trying to be as sensual as I could and I noticed a couple guys touching their cocks as I performed. I carried on for a few minutes before kneeling again and washing the soap from my body.

There was uproar as they all became embarrassed at having erections while sharing a bath. There was a lot of laughing as they pushed and jostled each other. I was pushed forward with a guy leaning over me, his cock resting in the crack of my ass. I couldn't move and as more people noticed the cheers got louder. I was tempted, I have to admit that but as soon as I could get a hand free, I slipped it behind my back and pushed the cock aside.

It was hysterical with the occasional hand groping me, running over my ass or brushing against my pussy but nobody was getting carried away. There were a few that were getting their cocks as close to my face as they could as we all rolled around in a big heap.

It was time to get out and it became a battle to climb out of the bath. As guys climbed out they were being dragged back in by their legs. I was about half the size of the smallest guy there but they were very careful not to crush me. I joined in the melee to get out of the bath and began climbing over the bodies. Anybody that hadn't had a feel of my body before took full advantage now and I had hands all over me.

As I got to the edge of the bath it was chaos. I was pulling myself over player's backs and slithered onto the shower room floor. A couple of guys grasped at my ankles and began pulling be backwards, I couldn't help laughing and let out a shriek. As I was pulled backwards my legs were spread wide, god knows what they could see but there was plenty of excited chatter. Suddenly I felt something between my legs and one players face was pressed into my clit. I looked around startled but could see he was trapped and not initiating anything. It didn't stop him though and as I turned away I felt him take a mouthful of my pussy, I squealed and scrambled franticly out of the bath. 

I was still laughing and waved to the guys who were still fighting. I walked around the corner to see Carl sat smiling at me. "Did you have fun?" he said grinning.

"Oh yes, it was brilliant," I gasped.

I began drying myself and quickly dressed. Carl hadn't watched but had stayed around the corner throughout. We went back into the bar and waited for the team. 

After a short little while they all appeared, sporting their team blazers and looking very smart. I sipped at my drink and giggled, it felt strange knowing all these guys had just seen me naked. They ordered drinks and gathered around us. I was a bit startled when one guy stepped forward and began apologising. "What for?" I blurted.

"Well, because I got too close at the end."

"Oh it was you," I laughed and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Not a problem, I had a lot of fun but please don't tell anybody," I continued.

They all assured me they would keep it a secret and I gave each one a kiss on the cheek before they joined the opposition for a meal. I hung around with Carl and we had a few more drinks. It had been a lot more fun than I had anticipated and I revealed to Carl what had happened. 

He found a lot of it very funny, especially the battle to get out of the bath. Carl gave me a serious look and asked," Did anyone misbehave?"

"Oh no, they were very good, a shame really," and I gave him a naughty grin.

"Oh, I thought a few of them would have tried it, maybe a finger or something," he whispered.

"No, no fingers, I had a few cocks in my face and one in the crack of my ass but no fingers."

Carl burst out laughing, "enjoy it then?"

"Oh yes, I think they all had a feel, especially at the end but I got my own back," I giggled naughtily.

It seemed like ages before the meal ended and they began filtering back into the bar. I'd had quite a few drinks by now and sat chatting with a couple of players. "So are you here all night?" one asked.

"Why? What is happening?"

"Oh, we have a disco on and some of us are staying for a drink."

I had planned to go home but this sounded like a laugh so I convinced Carl to stay for a while. I called Alan to let him know I would be late. He asked how it had gone and I laughed agreeing to tell him later. Alan was going out with Clarky, another friend so I knew he would be home late as well.

We had more drinks and the music started so we moved away from the stage. We were sat in a corner slightly to one side so there was plenty of room. More and more players were joining us, with several trying to tell Carl what had happened. "So what about the match?" asked Carl laughing.

"We owe that to Rian," shouted one player.

I blushed as they all cheered and a few tried to give me a hug, crushing me under their weight. We sat joking and little more was said about the bet. One guy who had been a lot of fun stood and announced he was leaving. I didn't hesitate and leant forward to give him a kiss. I don't know why but it wasn't a peck on the cheek. I locked lips and we exchanged tongues for a few seconds until I said goodbye.

Everyone looked a little startled, even Carl and I slumped back into my seat. "Are you a bit drunk?" Carl asked.

"No, not at all, just on a high," I smiled.

It was a great atmosphere and I felt like I had known them all for years. One guy Mark suddenly called across to me, "Rian, so if we win another three games, what will you do?"

"Die of shock," I scoffed.

Everyone began to laugh and jeered me for teasing them again.

"I don't know, what do you think I should do?" I said softly, lowering my eyes seductively.

I knew I was provoking them and a few began laughing so it was obvious what they were thinking. I giggled and tried to look all coy which only made more laugh. "Not sure if you've noticed but she is very wild," interrupted Carl.

"Too much information," I stammered, laughing.

I could tell a few wanted to make suggestions but daren't. "Ok, not on three games but if you get promoted, how's that?" I asked.


My Rugby Club Bets Ch. 01



There was instantly a unanimous acceptance and I smiled; "Now we only have to agree on the wager."

We were all grinning at each other and some were very naughty. Carl was busy fuelling the guys with ideas as I wandered off to the ladies. When I returned Carl asked me discreetly, "How naughty do you want to be?"

"It just depends if I like what they ask for," I whispered.

A few guys left our dark little corner as their partners arrived. It seemed pretty obvious they were trying to keep anyone else from joining us. I finished my drink and stood up to fetch some more. As I stepped through the guys Carl ran a hand up my inner thigh and immediately another joined him. I giggled but didn't object as even more of them joined in. I was being jostled around again as they all tried to give me a grope and I eventually forced my way through.

It took a few minutes to get served and I made my way back. I handed Carl our drinks and paused, looking around the players. It was clear they were going to harass me again. I quickly dropped a hand and undid the button and zipper on my jeans, spreading the material. "Ok shall we try that again," I joked.

There was a ripple of laughter before I noticed the coach had joined us and was staring up at me, quite bemused. "Oh shit," I yelped.

Everyone laughed at my embarrassment and I began to make my way back to my seat. I couldn't believe it, even with the coach present they groped at me. I threw myself into my seat and realised I hadn't yet fastened my jeans. I quickly fastened them and gave the coach a sheepish look. He had a huge smile and I imagined he knew a lot more about the day than he should.

I sat cuddled up to Carl as the team and coach laughed and talked about the match. Eventually he stood and gave my leg a little squeeze as he left. "He knows doesn't he?" I asked Carl quietly.

"Yes," he replied.

I can't say I was overly bothered but Carl must have sensed something. "Nothing happens in those changing rooms without the coach knowing, he won't tell anyone though," Carl explained.

I smiled and took a sip of my drink before leaning over across the table and asking, "What are these suggestions then?"

There were some naughty looks but they all stayed quiet. "Come on, asking isn't getting," I prompted.

"What? If we get promoted or if we win another three games in a row?" asked a short stocky guy.

"Ok, for either," I relented.

There was some mumbling as they chattered amongst themselves. Carl had joined the group beside him and was offering some advice on what to ask for. Carl sat back as the guy beside him leant towards me, "If we win another three in a row, you take the bus trip to the following away game, and stay naked all the way there."

"And back," another guy added.

"Ok, it's a deal and I want that naked lap from all of you," I said without hesitation.

They all looked happy with the bet and began chattering until I interrupted, "But if you lose the away game then you are naked on the way back."

There was silence and I was sure they would decline. "Will you be naked as well?" asked the stocky guy.

"Maybe I'll join you," I laughed.

Almost immediately they all agreed and I prompted for the final wager on if they got promotion. There was a lot more discussion and Carl was chattering away busily. I could tell he was up to no good because he didn't want me to hear what he said. I sat grinning as they formed their proposal but I wasn't expecting anything too dramatic. We had all just met, although Carl was definitely an influence.

Finally they all went quiet and one guy told me the bet, if they gain promotion. "At the end of every season we have a formal dinner and dance. But we also have another, for the players only, and it is not formal at all. We would like you to serve us food and drinks for the evening, naked," he smiled.

"Totally naked?" I asked.

Carl answered, "Rian, how about stockings, suspenders because we all like them and a little apron?"

The guys were all nodding their approval. 

"Ok, how many people are at the dinner? And how long does it last?" I pressed.

They began looking at each other before one guy replied, "The full team and reserves, maybe twenty to twenty-five."

"More like thirty-five," another added.

I sat back in my seat, this was a lot but I had been naked in front of thirty people before. I took a few sips of my drink as I imagined the night and what I would be wearing. It was a big bet, regardless of whether I thought they could get promoted, I had to decide if I was prepared to do it.

They all looked quite anxious and after a few minutes I had made my decision. "Ok, I agree, I'll be waitress in that outfit. Now what do I get?" I said playfully.

"What do you want?" asked one guy grinning.

"Everything," I replied naughtily.

They all laughed and one of the chattier guys began to agree for the team. "Yes you name it and we will do it."

There were a few comments from the other guys but they quickly relented and all agreed.

One of the players asked if I would like to join them for training one night and I eagerly accepted, despite knowing Carl knowing had been involved. Carl said he would arrange it with me and the team. 

We all said goodbye and I gave them all a little kiss, some not so little. Carl drove me home and I went to bed. I lay there giggling to myself as I recounted the night's events and conversations. 

Over the next couple of weeks I went to every home game with Carl and every time the team made me feel very special. Away games, Carl would relay to me in text messages or the occasional call if it was exciting. I was becoming a real fan, not to mention one of their most outspoken critics. It was all meant in fun and they knew it but I think maybe a few club members thought I was overzealous . They won the next game but lost the one after. It was a cup game and the opposition were outstanding. The guys rallied to win the next on a very windy day but only by the tightest margin.



My Rugby Club Bets Ch. 02



Chapter 2: Training

Carl picked me up to take me to training. I'd been looking forward to it since being invited but hadn't known what to expect. Carl explained that they just did exercises and ran through some rugby things. I didn't understand any of it but Carl said I would be ok. They were not doing a full training session, just one for me. 

Carl asked, "Are you up for some fun tonight Rian?"

"What do you have in mind?" I giggled.

"I don't know, some groping, maybe more?"

"Sure, I was expecting that anyway."

"So you don't have a problem with it?"

"No, tell them to go for it," I laughed.

There were a dozen guys left training with the coach when I walked out to the pitch with Carl. The coach had a huge smile as we approached the players. We stood waiting a little distance away, while he finished his talk. After a few minutes he turned towards us and left the players. "Have fun," he joked.

I giggled but didn't get a chance to reply before he marched back to the clubhouse. I was still wrapped in Carl's coat as they came over to greet me. 

"Are you ready then?" one asked.

I nodded eagerly and began removing the coat. The players could barely contain themselves as they caught sight of what I was wearing. I had taken a few outfits with me and after my little chat with Carl I'd decided to go for it. I had on a pair of very tight and very thin lycra shorts with a matching top. That was it, I'd left off all underwear. They were all staring at me and Carl was muttering something to one of them. 

I followed the guys out onto the pitch and left Carl to watch us. We began by running up and down to warm up and then some stretching exercises. I keep quite fit anyway so I was enjoying this and kept up with the guys easily. Eventually we began running little rugby games and they were a lot harder but much more fun. We started off passing the ball as we ran in a line; it's much harder than it sounds. I had so much trouble keeping up the further down the line I got. After a while we changed again and did what they called line outs. We formed two lines and one player through a ball down between the lines. It was fun because they were throwing me up to catch the ball. It was hilarious and they were all taking the opportunity to have a grope.

On one occasion as one guy picked me up to catch the ball he put a hand under my ass. I sat there as the ball flew past me and all I could do was laugh. He just held me up there with his hand on my crotch and ass. After a few seconds he lowered me down and we got ready to start again. I was laughing with everyone else and it was clear I wasn't bothered by him touching me.

Now everyone wanted to pick me up and they were far from shy about touching me. They were constantly running theirs hands over my ass and breasts and I was allowing myself to fall against them. 

Time was getting on and we changed training again. The guys formed a scrum. I had to get the ball when it was released and pass it to another guy or run with it. I could hardly stop laughing as I was dragged to the ground, time and time again. Carl had said something to them and it had obviously been about me. They didn't waste an opportunity now and were all over me. 

As I took the ball and made a run for it, one player grabbed at me and ripped my top. It was just under the arm so didn't bother me but I knew where things were heading. A few goes later and I was off again, picking up the ball and running for all I was worth. I was quicker off the mark but they soon caught me and I was dragged to the ground. 

As I climbed to my feet, my shorts had been pulled down below my ass and my pussy revealed. I giggled as I hoisted my shorts back up and wandered back for another scrum. My next attempt to get away with the ball was a disaster when I slipped and they all dived on top of me, groping every inch of my body before we started again. 

This time I was determined to get more than a few feet. I grabbed the ball and made a run for it dodging past a player I burst into open space. I was running full speed when I crashed to the ground but this time the player hadn't finished. He grabbed my shorts and yanked them down. With all the other players standing over me, he continued and I was rolling around on the ground laughing as he pulled them off completely. I lay there laughing for a minute, naked from the waist down. I wasn't trying to hide myself, there didn't seem much point. For a moment I waited anxiously wondering if they had the courage to take things further.

One player helped me to my feet and I felt a little disappointed they had missed an opportunity. I picked up my shorts which had been ripped almost in half. Another player asked, "Are you done then?"

I laughed as I stood there naked from the waist down, "I'll go again."

I walked over to the scrum and waited for them to get ready. "Come on then, let's see what you got," I joked.

As I followed them around, waiting for the ball to be released I knew they would make a move on me and I wasn't disappointed. I had barely got away from the scrum when I was tackled to the ground. There were bodies everywhere as my top was torn off and hands ran all over my body. We rolled around for a few minutes as they explored every inch of my body. Eventually they released me and I climbed to my feet laughing. They'd all had a grope and no part of my body had gone unexplored.

I was completely naked stood on the pitch. A few players suggested it was time for a shower and gave me a coat to walk back in. We were joined by Carl as we walked back to the clubhouse and he couldn't stop laughing.

I followed the players into the locker room and they began stripping. Some players were leaving immediately and we quickly said goodbye. I decided to have a shower also and being naked in front of them was no longer a problem. They were only a little surprised when I joined them into the showers. There were six players left and I stepped amongst them and began to shower. 

I couldn't help giggling to myself as they joked and teased me and I was feeling very naughty. "Will you do my back?" I asked a player, handing him some soap. 

He obliged and began rubbing soap into my shoulders. I placed my hands high on the wall and leant against it, arching my back slightly. Everyone else was watching as he continued, his strong hands working their way down my body. As his hands reached the base of my spine I felt like putty. I was trembling with excitement and feeling very horny.

Suddenly I stepped away from the wall to face another guy. I beckoned him closer as the other player continued to wash my back and said, "I think I'm dirty all over."

He looked completely stunned but took a small step closer. I was shaking uncontrollably as he reached out a hand and began washing my shoulders. His hands quickly began to move down and cupped my breasts as he applied soap. I smiled over at the other guys. They didn't need any further invitation and moved in to join us.

I fell against the shower wall as they all ran their hands over every inch of my body. Hands cupped my pussy, breasts and ass as they climbed all over me. I was moaning loudly and grasping for their cocks. They were all erect and I pulled back on any cock I could reach. My legs were spread wide as hands were pressed onto my crotch. Slowly I was being raised up the wall as the players lifted me higher and my legs were spread even wider. Fingers were running along my clit, teasing to enter but didn't.

I was in heaven and squealing loudly with pleasure as their hands explored my body. I was pressed against the wall and had been lifted clear off the floor. The players were taking my weight with their hands under my ass. My legs spread wide and what seemed like everyone's hands on my crotch. I could still reach a few cocks and pulled back hard on them, making the players groan. 

After a few minutes only four guys remained with me, the others stepping away to watch. It was Michael running his fingers along my clit, parting my lips gently with his fingers. I was writhing around and tempted to beg him to enter but I was nervous about initiating things. The guys that had been watching left us to it and returned to the locker room along with another guy. Now there were only three, Michael, Cameron and Harvey who were ravishing my body. Suddenly the guy playing with my clit pushed his fingers deep inside of me and I gasped. Slowly but firmly he began finger fucking my pussy, gradually getting faster but always pushing as deep as he could.

He had a couple of fingers inside of me and we could all hear my wet pussy squelch as he thrust them inside me again and again. 

"Don't stop," I begged, panting heavily.

Michael didn't hesitate and thrust his fingers deep inside me. With every thrust I let out a short gasp or squeal, I was ecstatic and pretty much ready for anything they wanted.

The two guys supporting my weight were now bouncing me up and down on Michael's hand and I was riding it for all I was worth. I was engrossed in the whole thing, willing to accept anything and determined to enjoy everything. 

Michael was now fingering my pussy as fast as he could and I was panting heavily, my breathing reduced to short, sharp gasps. 

"Oh my God," I screamed.

I was about to come and there was a grin of satisfaction on Michael face. I released their cocks and flung my arms around the shoulders of Cameron and Harvey as my body seemed to explode. I shook violently as the orgasm rippled throughout my body and I flung back my head in ecstasy, knocking it against the wall. Michael dropped his hand and the other players slowly began lowering me to the floor, Michael's cock only inches from my body as I was lowered. Suddenly Michael moved his body forward slightly as if manoeuvring into position. His cock rubbing against my body as I was lowered past it. 

I lay back against the wall, my legs sleepy with cramp, Harvey pressed his hand onto my crotch and his fingers explored my pussy. I just stood there, looking up into Michael's dark eyes. Harvey slowly withdrew his hand and kissed me gently on my shoulder before stepping away. 

Michael stood in front of me, so close I could feel his warm breath on my skin. Harvey and Cameron had stepped away a little but stood watching me. I still lay back against the wall, my mind racing as I considered my position. I wanted Michael and if I could I wanted Harvey and Cameron to stick around but for what I don't know. I didn't really know what I wanted to do; I was just ready to be taken. 

Michael was hesitating and I felt helpless as the moment seemed to be slipping away. I turned away from him and placed my hands back on the wall, high above my head. I'd arched my back and stuck my ass out a little, hoping he would accept my invitation. 

I could hear muffled noise behind me and I was expecting someone to approach any second, I trembled with anticipation until I heard loud voices from the locker room. It was Carl, chatting loudly with someone who had entered and was about to disturb us. I stepped away from the wall and the guys quickly guided me out of sight. Michael and Harvey returned to the locker room and I hid with Cameron for a few moments until the coast was clear. It was exhilarating being so close to being discovered. I couldn't help myself and began to tug on Cameron's cock. He didn't hesitate and quickly slid a hand between my legs, rubbing my wet clit. 

I had thought Michael was the one to take things further as he was a bit of a lad but now Cameron was surprising me. He spread my legs wider and I could feel him position himself behind me. His hands parting my ass as he prepared to take me. We could still hear the voices from the locker room and the thought of Cameron taking me at this dangerous moment was mind boggling.

Cameron's cock jabbed at me, probing before it found its way between my legs. I was shaking, my knees weak as his cock was pressed against my clit. As his head began to enter me, the voices seemed only feet away and I giggled like a naughty schoolgirl. As he pushed his shaft hard against me I gasped but still couldn't take the situation seriously before his cock was pushed fully inside me a voice rang out ending our fun. 

"Quickly they've gone." Harvey said as he rounded the corner. 

His face lit up as he caught sight of Cameron stepping away from me, his cock standing erect and a flushed look on his face. Harvey smiled as I scuttled away to get dressed. 

We all quickly dressed and Carl led me outside and back into the bar so as not to draw attention. The guys were already ordering drinks as we entered. We casually joined them before finding a quiet corner to sit and chat. 

The guys were friendly but a little nervous. Cameron made me laugh because he didn't look happy, actually he looked very disappointed. 

I leant forward to whisper in Cameron's ear but I burst out laughing before I could say anything. 

Harvey was the funniest and was paying me a lot of attention. A little while later I was at the bar getting more drinks when Harvey joined me. 

"Rian, you are a lot naughtier than I thought." He said grinning.

"Oh you can count on that." I quipped.

"I can't believe you and Cameron around the corner."

I turned to face him, "Harvey what are you talking about?"

His jaw dropped as he realised he might be mistaken until I slowly began to smile up at him. 

"Rian I thought you were interested in Michael, that's why me and Cameron took a back seat. Then when I saw you with Cameron!"

I began to smile broadly. "Wrong but don't worry."

Harvey was grinning as he pressed me as to what he had really happened.

"Ok Harvey," I conceded. "To be honest I thought Michael was more up for it than he was, he's single and a bit of a lad but it wasn't meant to be. I was expecting more in the showers. As for Cameron, no he didn't but if you had been ten seconds later, I'd have let you watch." I burst out laughing.

Harvey started laughing and we rejoined to others.

We had a few more drinks before we decided to leave and began to say our goodbyes. I gave Cameron a hug and then Michael who was quite distant. Finally I turned to Harvey who was beaming.

"Next time I'm not taking any back seat!" He whispered.

"Good!" I replied, "I look forward to it." 



My Rugby Club Bets Ch. 03



The next game was at home and was more like a mud bath than a rugby game. I giggled and nudged the coach, telling him, "I wished I was out there in all that mud, rolling around."

He was in hysterics and replied he would see what he could arrange. It felt really good to be on good terms with him. Carl said he liked having me around; I'd brought the team closer for some reason and he said I was nice to look at. 

The game was very scrappy and because of the pitch there were quite a few injuries. We won but only by one point, 10-9. There wasn't much of a celebration afterwards because two of our key players had been hurt, one breaking an arm. I wished them all well but left the club straight after the match.

Carl called me after training on the Thursday, letting me know that the reserve had been getting a lot of stick about the next game. It would make it three in a row and the other players were demanding a good performance. He was new to the team and quite nervous being a relative youngster.

I was intending to go with Carl to the match but had to cancel. I wanted to spend a day with Alan's family; we hadn't seen a lot of them because of work. Carl sent me a text about ten minutes into the game saying the new guy was outstanding. 

I giggled to myself, I was glad they were doing well and didn't care about losing any bet with them. Over the past few months they had been great fun and offered me so many opportunities to be naughty. I felt safe with them and always enjoyed our games. 

My phone never seemed to stop beeping with text after text and they crushed the opposition 27 points to 6. I began laughing and sent a text to a few players whose numbers I had saying, see you in two weeks. Carl told me later that they were all on a high, especially when my text was read out.

The next two weeks seemed to drag on for ages. I spoke to Carl several times to confirm arrangements but wasn't nervous. Only on the morning of the trip, I felt a little apprehensive. 

Carl drove me to the club early to join the bus. There were a few players waiting and we had a coffee while waiting for everyone to turn up. They were no longer surprised to see me around. One of the players put my bag on the bus and quickly showed me around it. The bus was provided by a sponsor and very smart. A luxury tour bus, it had two levels and most facilities. The player told me they had arranged for the team coach and other non players to remain downstairs for the trip. 

Eventually they all arrived and the bus was ready to leave. The curtain was drawn that separated the main cabin and I prepared to strip. It was quite subdued and Brian, one of the more responsible team members came and sat beside me. 

"Rian, maybe best to keep your clothes on for the trip out, need the lads to stay focused." He whispered softly.

I nodded and relaxed back in my seat. There were some funny moments but they were clearly concentrating on the game. I wandered around the cabin and sat beside a few players chatting casually. It was actually a little disappointing.

After about two hours we arrived and I wished them the best and gave the guys a kiss for good luck as they left the bus. Carl was already there and I joined him to watch the game. We were off to an early lead and playing really well. At half time we were leading 6-16. 

The team were on fire and looked certain to get a good victory. The second half started and almost immediately disaster struck. Our new fly half was tackled hard and fell awkwardly and had to taken off. It seemed to break our team's concentration because the other team quickly scored. To be honest we just fell apart and the opposition began running in try after try. It was turning into a disaster and with less than ten minutes remaining they lead 29-18.

It looked all over until we seemed to wake up again. There was a fantastic drop goal and a last minute try bringing the score to 29-28. We had lost but they hadn't quit and that was brilliant. Carl said the opposition were leading the league and favourites to get promotion. It didn't sound so bad losing now but it still hurt.

We met some of the players in the bar before they had the team lunch. They weren't dejected at all and actually quite upbeat. Spirits had been raised by news that Ray, our fly half wasn't badly injured and would be playing again soon. As the players filed past us on their way to the meal they were all grinning at me. I got the distinct impression the trip back would be much more entertaining.

Carl and I had a meal while we waited for the players. Carl took delight in teasing me about the trip back and was making me a little nervous. When their meal finished they all came into the bar for a few drinks before heading back. I was quickly surrounded by players teasing and taunting me. A few players who hadn't been in the bath, asked if the rumour was for real and I nodded sheepishly. I was trying not to laugh at their expressions, which were pure shock. I had got to know a lot of the team but not all had been involved before. 

The time came to leave and Carl gave me a hug saying, "Have fun and you are safe."

I climbed onto the bus and took a seat as before. They had a lot of drink onboard for the trip back and I was handed a beer. 

"Don't forget you're all naked too," I laughed.

There were some funny looks but they all seemed to agree. The curtains to the main cabin were pulled shut and the bus pulled away. There was a definite atmosphere now, much more electric than the trip down. I undid buttons and slid my jeans off. There was mayhem and laughter as all the players began undressing. I sat there in just my panties for a minute before standing in the aisle. I looked down the bus and could see a lot of the guys were already naked. Slowly I slid my panties down and dropped them on my seat. I stood watching as the rest of the guys stripped, giving them an occasional word of encouragement.

I walked slowly down the bus smiling at all these naked men. Some I had seen naked before at the bath but a few new guys looked sheepish and a few were sat in their underwear but I didn't press them too hard. I had no idea what I was going to do as I wandered back towards my seat. I'd told Carl after training that I'd imagined what it would be like to have sex with one guy while everyone else watched. Now as I joined the bus, I'd said I wasn't keen on taking things as far as sex but had he told this lot, I wondered. 

As I got back to my seat I looked down. There were two guys sat naked in the seat beside mine. I lowered myself onto them, draping my legs over one guy and lying against the other. They hardly hesitated and while one ran his hands up my inner thigh, the other kissed me and fondled my breasts. I had hands all over me and his hands cupped my pussy, his fingers rubbing my clit and teasing my lips. I was kissing them both as they explored my body. I moaned loudly with pleasure but there was hardly a whisper from anyone else.

After a few minutes I pulled myself away from them and back into the aisle. Taking only half a step I slipped in beside another guy and continued. I grasped his cock as he kissed me, his hand immediately toying with my pussy. I was so wet his fingers parted my lips easily and I moaned noisily. He was beginning to get adventurous though and his fingers were beginning to probe. I clasped his hand softly and slipped from his lap. 

Every few minutes I moved further down the bus, spending just a little time in each seat while the players took turns with my body. Now the players were getting to be getting more adventurous and soon they were all trying to slip a finger or two inside of me. The players were no longer sat waiting patiently but crowded in the aisle watching everything that happened. 

As I worked my way down the bus, I gave up trying to stop their roaming fingers and allowed them to have their fun. I'll admit I received my fair share of pleasure, so I have no complaints.

As I made it to the rear of the bus my pussy was on fire, having already received a lot of attention. I'd been fingered franticly towards the end and had reached orgasm.

I was surrounded and the guys from further up the bus were crowding behind me as I reached the rear of the bus. There were four players sat across the back and I slipped into a gap between two of them. My legs were raised up and pulled very wide as hands lunged between my legs. I was squealing as fingers plunged into my body. This time they gave me no hope of stopping them. 

I was gasping as my clit was fingered vigorously as everyone watched. There was no shouting, no screaming, not a whisper as they all gazed into the void between my legs. I was writhing around as I reached climax and flung my arms around those beside me. 

Their abuse of my pussy didn't end with my orgasm and I found myself reaching out and grasping at their cocks. I was skiing like a downhill racer as I pulled back hard on their foreskins.

I nodded my head for a player to come closer and devoured his cock with my mouth as he came within reach. I was losing control and consumed in the experience. 

A couple of guys had knelt before me and given my pussy some tongue. It had been fantastic and really made me scream. Now the guys beside me slid a hand under my ass and picked me up. I was held high above the seat and players were immediately kissing and licking at my gaping pussy. I put my feet against the seats in front for support as more players tried to crowd between my legs. 

One thing had become obvious, not only to me but the players as well. My body was now held at the perfect height for someone to enter me. As guys stood in front of me, their cocks were only inches away and a few clearly had the same idea. One guy approached me as if he was going to enter me with his cock. I trembled but didn't move or make any objections. At the last minute he dropped to his knees, smiled a naughty grin and began lapping at my pussy. Brian the player beside me noticed as well and asked, "Are you up for it?"

"Up for what?" I whimpered as I squirmed with pleasure.

"Fucking you," he muttered.

I had said it wouldn't go that far, had ruled out sex but now I trembled. 

"I can't," I mumbled.

"It's ok, nobody expects it, just asking," Brian replied quietly.

You have no idea how much I wanted too. I was bordering on losing control and giving up completely, I'm surprised I declined Brian's offer.

I slid an arm around his neck and pulled myself up to him, drawing myself away from the other guys. 

"One minute please, I just need a minute." I gasped, panting wildly.

I cuddled up to Brian as the other guys drifted back to their seats. There was some muttering but most were ok. 

Brian was older than most of the players, a veteran and a huge body of a man. I took refuge in his arms for a while as I calmed down, I had become so engrossed in events that I had forgotten my own limits; I knew I had been close to giving my whole body to them, without thinking. 

After a while I noticed some of the players were dressing, most probably believing the entertainment was over. I pulled myself to my feet and slowly wandered back up the bus. I smiled at the guys as I joked and gradually made my way back to my seat. A couple of guys groped my ass as I passed by giving me the impression they had not yet had their fill.

As I reached my seat I was joking loudly with everyone, saying how they had tired me out. I grasped the seat tops both sides of the aisle and placed my feet on the seats behind. Slowly I looked back at the players as I lowered my ass and stuck it out as if to be mounted from behind. I giggled loudly as I rode back and forth, the guys muttering and laughing loudly behind me.

Suddenly someone grasped my hips but I continued to ride my imaginary horse. I glanced back to see one of the younger players standing behind me. Scott was very handsome being around six feet tall with rugged features and a great body. He was one of the girls as they were called, a fit young player rather than a big bruiser. Scott had never got involved during my earlier games and I always thought he was married or something.

Now he had a grip on my waist and held me against his body, instead of an imaginary horse I was now riding against hip crotch. The others were laughing and Scott was fumbling around behind me but I took no notice. Then he got my attention as he slipped a hand between my legs and spread my lips as he rubbed his fingers along my clit. 

More fumbling and I could feel his cock stab at me. It all happened so quickly and in an instant his cock was guided inside me and rammed as deep as possible. My body went rigid as his shaft filled me and I swung my head around to look back. Scott pressed his hips forward again and his cock stabbed at the walls of my womb. A bunch of other guys had joined us and were crowding around as Scott began to fuck me. I whimpered but couldn't bring myself to say anything. 

It was amazing and a wave rippled through my body. This is what I had fantasized before the trip but now it was happening for real. The guys were crowding behind me and Scott; others had climbed out of their seats and peered over my body to watch him fuck me.  

My emotions were torn, part of me wanted to cry, I was so nervous but as he pressed his body into mine yet again I was overcome with pleasure. He was fantastic or maybe the fact that so many were watching, made him feel better. Either way I was in heaven, my hands gripping the seat tops for all I was worth.

A few guys fondled my tits while I was being fucked but most just left us to it, satisfied with watching only. I had now succumb to the pleasure and put my nervousness behind me. I was trying desperately to keep my noise down but still found myself letting out the occasional loud squeal as his cock was rammed hard inside my body. 

I have to give Scott credit, he lasted well, close to fifteen minutes with everyone watching and he is a really good fuck. I was sweating and panting heavily as he finally came inside me. A few last strokes before he withdrew and I lowered myself from the seats. My body was still quivering as I turned to face Scott. His face was flushed and he looked like he had just run a marathon. 

After a moment of awkwardness we smiled at each other, then Scott sank into his seat and began to dress. I must have appeared a bit dazed because a few guys asked if I was OK. I assured them I was although I didn't feel it. I slipped into my seat and started dressing. A few guys said I should hurry as we were about to arrive and only a few minutes later we did.  

The bus stopped and the side door opened and I climbed off with everyone else. We headed straight for the bar and I was handed an enormous rum and coke. I sat with the guys who all looked a little shy.

"Well I'm glad you lost," I blurted.

There were a few laughs and a few moans until I continued. 

"Because I had a great day and it was nice to see you all naked."

Now they all laughed loudly and Brian asked, "So you enjoyed today?"

"Oh yes," I exclaimed.

We all sat talking quietly and they were all very discrete about the earlier events. Brian squeezed in beside me and asked, "So when do we all get to see you again?"

"Soon I hope," I giggled naughtily.

"Are you still coming to the end of season bash?" asked Cameron, grinning.

"Wow, are you getting promoted?" I taunted.

"No" came a solemn reply.

I finished my drink and said my goodbyes as I headed out with Carl. It wasn't until later that night while I lay in bed, recounting the days events that it struck me what I had done. It seemed clear to me that there was no way I could see them again without them expecting more of the same. 

Over the next few days it preyed on my mind constantly and I was getting pretty depressed. Carl came around to visit and couldn't understand why I was wearing myself down. To be honest, as we spoke and I tried to explain how I was feeling, it was obvious that I didn't actually know myself. 

I had just worked myself into such a state that I lost sight of what had originally concerned me. As we spoke it also became clear that Carl hadn't known about Scott. He looked a little bemused but never passed comment. After some time and a bottle of wine, Carl managed to put most of my fears to rest. 

I agreed to join him for a drink at the club at some point, after things had calmed down, he didn't push for more but assured me I had no reason to worry. I did feel better and over the next few days I put it out of my mind and concentrated on work. Any thought of the trip I did have usually made me smile, not cringe as before.

It was probably closer to two weeks later that I had that drink with Carl at the rugby club. I agreed to one but it ended up being two. The guys that were there were brilliant as usual. I felt a little embarrassed but they soon put me back at ease. It wasn't long before we were all joking and teasing like any other day. 

Before I left there was a lot of pleading from the guys for me to attend their end of season party. I played coy for a while but conceded without much fuss. It was still several weeks away, so as Carl pointed out on our way to the car, there was still plenty of time to make myself frantic with worry.



My Rugby Club Bets Ch. 04



 Ch.04  The End of Season Party

I didn't worry about the team's end of season meal as such. I had my moments of uncontrollable giggling as I fantasized about the evening and I had a few where I was gripped with apprehension and terror. How bad could it be I kept thinking but some of the replies I gave myself were very scary.

I decided I was going to be a relatively good girl for a change. My exploits on the coach still lingered at the back of my mind. I had enjoyed it but I couldn't understand why I had become so depressed as soon as it was over. 

Carl came over one night for a chat and over a bottle of wine we discussed the events of the trip. I didn't realise he knew nothing about Scott until I mentioned it. He raised his eyebrows a little but never made a comment. He was more concerned about me being depressed that day. As soon as I told him about Scott he seemed to understand completely and telling someone else made it clear to me also. 

I had been wallowing in my own thoughts but didn't understand why, now it was clear to me there had been no problem except for the one I had created for myself. Why was I depressed, well it had ended and I have always joked. Good sex is like delicious chocolate, one is never enough. I was sad because it was over, that was all and now I smiled at all the heartache I had caused myself. I agreed to visit the club with Carl later that week to let the guys know I was fine and still going to their party. 

Over the next few days I put the coach trip to the back of my mind, although it still made me smile occasionally. I had been naughty and rather than punish myself, now I was able to enjoy it.

Carl drove me to the club a few days later. It was the first time I had been nervous about seeing the players. They were as sweet as ever and I was greeted with hugs and kisses. I could actually feel my smile grow and my apprehension slip away. Scott wasn't there and in a way I was glad, I still had no idea what I would say or what he thought of me. 

We stayed for a few drinks and after I assured them I would be at their party, there was even some teasing. I kept quiet but maintained my smile which seemed to wind them up more than words. A short while later I left with Carl and headed home. It was only a flying visit but it had done the trick and set my mind at ease.

The next few weeks did drag a little but Carl was marvellous. He worked with the guys from the club to create the opportunity and keep it private, something which had worried me. Carl was constantly on the phone, filling me in on the latest news about the party and explaining how things were to be kept quiet.

For my part I was at the gym everyday. I don't think I have ever worked out so hard. I trawled the shops for the right outfit but eventually settled on clothes I already had. A few days before the party I spent hours getting a perm of tiny ringlets. Both Alan and Carl said I looked stunning and I couldn't wait for the night to arrive.

Before the party I had to attend a meeting in London with a client. I opted to take the train and relax for a change. As I sat in the busy carriage I thought about the party and began setting my limits. I had no idea how far I would go and I sat imagining the evening and little scenarios. I was using my PDA and for every limit I set I would imagine it happening, then sit back and dream. All the way to London it seemed I was raising the bar and pushing my limits.

I took a taxi from the station to the meeting and even then I gazed out of the windows, spotting those handsome few that wandered the pavements. By the time I reached the offices I was feeling quite horny. 

I managed to control myself for the brief meeting and decided to have a wander around the shops before heading home. I was feeling quite pleased with myself, the meeting had been a success and I was happy with my ideas for the party. After a short walk I stopped for a coffee. The guy serving was young and very handsome and I couldn't help flirting. 

I was dressed for business, a dark tailored skirt suit which was quite figure hugging. I spent some time flirting until I took another walk through the shops before heading back. I felt so good, I could hardly believe it. I was smiling to myself as I wandered along and received so many smiles from men passing me in the street. Maybe they thought I was some kind of escaped loony or maybe you are more attractive when you look happy.

The train trip home was not so relaxing but I still managed to enjoy it. I was in such a good mood I wasn't letting anything spoil it. I continued to daydream about the party and giggled to myself as I continued to raise the bar.

By the time I arrived home I had worked myself into quite a state. I was so horny and feeling very naughty but it wasn't to be. Alan had already called saying he was staying onsite so I was all alone. I opened a bottle of wine and sat dreaming about the party but couldn't help discreetly amusing myself.

I spent most of the next day on the phone to Carl. After teasing him for a while about what he had missed the previous night we got down to talking about the party which was only two days away. Everything was ready and I was still going so Carl arranged to pick me and take me. Now all I had to do was wait.

Finally Carl picked me up, I'd been waiting ready and dressed for well over an hour. I scuttled out to the car and climbed in beside him. 

"What! No preview?" He asked.

"Sorry" I smiled.

We drove to the club and Carl parked at the rear. It seemed pretty quiet and Carl led me inside towards the function room.

I was dressed discretely for the moment, having a long Mack over my clothes. The bar was almost deserted but we had a quick drink before one of the players appeared and we followed him into the kitchen. 

There were several staff who were far too busy to notice us and we passed into a small room beside the main function room. Carl explained what was to happen. The kitchen staff would place the food in the adjacent room from which I would serve. 

It was quite good actually because they had erected a temporary wall so even if I entered when the kitchen staff were there, I couldn't be seen. I was happy and slipped my coat off revealing my outfit to Carl for the first time. 

I can't explain the look on his face except to say it filled me with confidence. I had on a very small and very tight waistcoat with nothing beneath. A knee length skirt with a long slit down the side, revealing lots of leg as I walked. Beneath I had my hold up stockings as promised and some brief panties which tied at the sides. I'd taken the small apron from a French maid's outfit and wrapped it around my waist as a final touch.

Carl pulled up a chair and seated himself with a beer, making sure we had no prying eyes. I took a deep breath and strode into the dining room. It was quite dull with a very large and very long table down the centre. The walls were lined with trophies and old pictures

The reaction from the guys was electric as I entered and I wandered around the table saying hello to each one. I think most of the team were there and they were all dressed very smart, dinner suits which I am sure was for my benefit. 

"You promised underwear," one of the players shouted.

I smiled but didn't reply to him directly, simply saying," Dinner is served."

I hurried back to my room and took two of the plates that had been prepared. The starters were easy but for the main course Carl told me which were which, steaks rare, medium etc. It was quite easy because they were being brought out in order, so all I had to do was work my way around the table from Brian. I tried to be as dainty as possible but it was such a frantic rush. I have every admiration for those that do this for a living. 

Eventually the starters were out of the way and everyone had their main course so I wandered back to my room. Carl helped me open a few bottles of wine before I decided it was time to adjust my clothing. Carl sat grinning as I slipped off my skirt and retied the apron. I took some wine and walked back out to the players. Now there was a thunderous cheer as I walked around the table, topping up their wine glasses. I felt great and my body was tighter than it had been for a long time.

I was soon clearing away plates and sliding between players as I collected them. As I returned for more I could tell they had been talking behind my back by the way they all went quiet. Gradually guys took the opportunity to fondle my ass or run a hand up my legs as I squeezed between them but I never objected.

I don't know who had designed the desert but it was very funny. A serving of ice cream covered in chocolate with a cherry placed on top which closely resembled a breast. The players appreciated this as well and there were ripples of laughter as I served them.

Finally all the players had their desert and I stood between two players at the table, placing a hand on each guys shoulder. The guys had been great all night and the conversation had been quite tame for them. I felt it was time to warm things up a little and took hold of each guy's closest hand. Slowly I guided them to the string securing my underwear. With no further encouragement they both tugged and my brief panties were pulled away. 

There were cheers from everyone and after giving them a little twirl I quickly returned to my room, Carl noticing immediately that my garment was missing. 

"Wow!" He exclaimed.

"Lots more to come," I said as I gave him a naughty grin.  I opened more wine and returned to the players, topping up their glasses again as they were all over me. Every guy taking his opportunity to touch my skin or fondle and I was providing them with lots of opportunities.

Slowly I began to wander around the table, standing beside each player in turn. I wasn't exactly looking to be groped but I accepted it. I was more interested in knowing if they were happy with things so far. Scott had been very quiet and to be honest I had been trying to avoid eye contact with him. Now I found myself cuddling up beside him and felt myself tremble a little. He gave me that gorgeous smile of his and I lowered my head. For a moment I kept my face, inches from his before standing upright again.

I scurried away towards Brian causing a few guys to laugh. I leant forward to give him a cuddle, wrapping my arms around his neck. As I began standing again Brian tugged at my waistcoat. I giggled knowing exactly what he meant. I stood again and without a word I undid the waistcoat and removed it. I smiled at the guys as I walked back to my room waving the garment around above my head. 

Carl didn't look surprised when he saw me but he did look pleased. I giggled and took a large drink of wine as I prepared to go back in. It had gone quiet back in the dining room and I wondered what they were plotting so I returned immediately, hoping to catch a poignant phrase. 

They were already quiet but most grinned as I entered. I knew they were planning something but so far I had been in control of the evening. I sidled up to Scott and leant forward, bending over between him and the next player. Scott was finishing his desert and I took his spoon in my mouth, eating the ice cream but holding onto the spoon. I kept it in my mouth for a moment before releasing it and allowing him to slowly withdraw it. I was feeling so very naughty and I wanted them all to know. 

I took a bottle of wine and again began topping up glasses, except this time I insisted on sitting on the players lap as I topped up their glass. This seemed quite popular and the guys were getting much louder with their thoughts. I say thoughts because they were revealing exactly what they were thinking.

After a while I stepped away from one player, leaving the wine bottle on the table. Casually I walked around the players eyeing them up. They were all twisting and turning as they watched me walk around the room. I tugged at my apron and pulled it away, revealing pretty much everything.

I was walking around their table, dressed in only a pair of black hold up stockings and high heels. Casually waving the apron around above my head until I tossed it away. I stopped at the door to my room and slowly pushed it shut. I wasn't giving up control of this party, no matter what it took.

I was strutting around the room and taunting the guys. All I wanted was a reaction I could capitalise on. The guys were making a lot of noise now and I was getting hornier by the second.

I was revelling in their attention and doing whatever I had to. The guys were really getting worked up and their usual saucy comments had gone up a couple of notches. 

A few guys were standing and I danced around with them. Gradually more players stood and it was starting to feel like my audience was closing in on me. I don't know why I did it; I just had the urge and went with it. I was at the opposite end of the table to where Brian was sitting when I suddenly crawled onto the table. I was at one end of a table that was around twenty feet long, with nowhere else to go but forward. 

It wasn't that easy as there was still a lot of clutter to climb over. Despite this I moved very, very slowly and was as sexy as I could be. The guys had gone quiet and were clearly enjoying the show. It seemed to take forever to get to the other end and my knees were killing me. I was sure my stockings would be in tatters when I eventually climbed down.

Brian was sat a little way back from the table so I used him to climb down. However my method was a bit strange. I just crawled over him, placing my hands at the tops of his thighs and pressing my naked body against him as I slipped from the table and onto his lap. Brian looked nervous but elated. I had straddled him and sat pressing my body against his for a moment before I slowly climbed off and stepped behind him. 

I danced around Brian for a minute thrusting my hips in his direction, more clumsy than seductive. Someone made a comment and I spun around to face them, rage written across my face. Other players shouted their contempt but the culprit escaped me. The guys knew how far to go and not to try any further.

The thought of stopping never entered my mind and I turned back to the rest of the players sat around the table. I used my hips and ass to nudge Brian from his seat and out of my way. I sensed something going on where the comment had come from but I paid it no more attention. I had a suspect and I believe he was just put in his place by some of the other players, he was quite discrete afterwards.

Having cleared myself some room I placed my hands on the table, pushing the clutter into the centre of the table. I sprawled myself over the table, waving my ass around. Occasionally I rose up, raising my hands to caress my breasts then slowly dropping them to my tiny patch of pubic hair. Scott was sat along the table to my left and I constantly met his gaze. I couldn't help giving him a seductive smile. After a few minutes of this I became less aware of the other players and focused on Scott. 

I had fantasised about this moment several times during my train trip and knew that this is where I would have to make my choice. My husband Alan told me when I first started playing our game, 'you make a decision, stick with it and then learn to live with it'. I learnt to know what he meant; sometimes enjoying myself had left a bitter aftertaste. 

This time there were no decisions to make; I'd already made them, back on that train. I had decided then to let things take their course and I understood what that meant. I knew the players wouldn't pass up the opportunity.

I was still staring at Scott, smiling gently while my eyes beckoned him closer. Slowly I began to bend forward onto the table, resting my stomach onto the cold wood I spread myself out as I watched Scott climb from his chair and head around the table towards me. 

There was a silence around the room and the air bristled with anticipation. Scott ran his fingers down my spine as he pressed his body up behind mine. I tingled from head to toe but was distracted by Scott fumbling with his clothes behind me. I clenched the edges of the table with expectation and then as he pushed his cock into my body I let out a loud rasping moan of pleasure. 

Scott was quickly into his stride, pumping his flesh into my body with long, forceful strokes. I was beginning to gasp and yelped with every stroke. There was no cheering or chanting from the other players, they simply observed. I raised my body from the cold wood and my tits bounced around franticly. Scott was proving to be better than he had been on the coach and certainly as long. I was lathered with sweat as his strokes started to become more erratic and his body started to jerk. A few moments later and Scott released his fluids, filling my pussy with his warm cum. I moaned loudly, almost screaming with pleasure even though I hadn't reached my orgasm. 

Scott massaged my back for a moment before withdrawing but I continued to lie over the table, my body exhausted but my mind racing. 

"Rian, are you OK?" A voice asked.

"That depends," I giggled.

I raised my head up and glanced around at the players surrounding me.

"Are you all finished?"

I caught the expression on Scott's face and he must have been shocked more than anyone. Suddenly the room was filled with chatter and I was grabbed by the waist firmly. I was just turning my head to glance back when his cock was literally rammed inside me causing me to shriek.

I was being picked off the table with every stroke as he pushed his cock as deep as he could. I was howling, his cock filling me over and over again. This was not delicate but forceful sex and he was pulling me in all directions as he thrust my body onto his shaft. 

After only a couple of minutes I was exhausted and it seemed he was too. His body jerked violently and he shot his hot cum into my body. I could feel his cock pulsing for what seemed like ages as he continued to deposit his sperm but I think it is the first time I have ever been glad of a two minute lover. 

He stepped away and I lay face down on the table, panting heavily. I suddenly pushed myself upright from the table and spun around to face him. It was Brian and my jaw dropped. I couldn't help myself and I slapped him hard on the arm.

"Are you crazy? Save some for the second half will you!" I screeched.

Brian looked embarrassed but everyone else burst into laughter at my comment. Brian put a hand on my shoulder as if to apologise and I allowed him a smile. 

I was taking a moment, the sheer strength of Brian had surprised me but hurt a little too. I'd scarcely caught my breath when more hands clasped my hips and began turning me back to the table. I barely put up any resistance as a hand pressed me forward over the table. 

It had become silent as my anonymous lover positioned me. Only when I relented and freely surrendered did the chatter return. I didn't even attempt to glance around as his cock was slipped inside me. My mind seemed to be having a quiet moment all to itself. Everything seemed to be in slow motion as my body began to shake again and his long probes pushed the air from my body.

He never went crazy; maybe he didn't want a slap. His rhythm was steady and it wasn't long before I was writhing around on the table. Our bodies slapped loudly against each other as he thrust harder and harder. My first orgasm of the night hit me like a tidal wave and I screamed unashamedly with pleasure. 

"Cum, cum now I want you to cum." I shrieked. 

He said something but I was making too much noise to hear and a few moments later he released his juices inside me. I collapsed my body back onto the table, my hot breath filling the air around my face. 

Another player was instantly grabbing at my ass as he positioned himself behind me. I was already exhausted but I knew this was far from over. Worst of all, the edge of the table had begun cutting into me and my hips felt red raw. 




My Rugby Club Bets Ch. 04



"I need a moment." I murmured as I pushed myself up from the table. 

The guy didn't sound too impressed but he helped me stand and backed away slightly. I rested on the edge of the table as I glanced around the room at the players. They certainly looked happy although a few expressions showed some doubt I was going to continue. I sighed and tried to give them a reassuring smile. 

During my train trip I had thought of everything, or so I thought. I believed the table would hold me up and shall we say, keep me available. I hadn't expected it to hurt so much. I knew that if I didn't have the table for support, I was vulnerable in other ways but now I didn't have much choice.

I'd rested for maybe a minute and took a few long swallows from a large glass of wine before handing it to a player. I turned to the guy who was looking so disappointed and giggled. He looked like a schoolboy, told he could play out. He was a big guy, well over six feet tall and far from ugly. His shirt hung over his trousers which were still open around his waist. 

I slid from the table and slowly approached him. I was smiling cheekily as I slipped a hand under his shirt and tugged at his trousers. 

"I think you have to get rid of these, don't you?" I said softly.

He didn't hesitate and stripped quickly, despite the comment from the other players. As he stood naked facing me, I looked him up and down, my fingers on my chin. My god he was well built and I felt a little nervous. I couldn't remove the grin from my face as I sidled closer to him. He towered over me and I had to have him bend forward so I could wrap my arms around his neck. I pulled myself up to him and he stood upright again as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I clung on tightly for a moment, nibbling his ear and making him wriggle.

I pulled myself around to face him and slowly lowered my eyes, indicating towards our nether regions. With surprising gentleness he raised me up before lowering me back onto his cock. I guided his crest into my gaping lips and simply slid down his shaft. He was at least eight inches long and very fat but it seemed to be entering me for ages. He certainly felt much larger than he had looked.

Finally I had him completely inside me and I honestly knew it. I was giggling as he was already making me short of breath. I tightened my grip around his waist with my legs and released my arms. Slowly I began to lean back and taking hold of his hands as I continued to lower myself. His face showed a little concern but far more satisfaction. Further and further until I released his hands and lowered my head towards the ground. I could hear the comments from the players watching and it was clear they had a pretty interesting view of his cock in my pussy.

I pulled my body back up to him and wrapped my arms around him again. I gave him a huge smile and a short passionate kiss before I thrust down with my hips. Instantly he reacted and thrust his pelvis towards me. His arms raised and lowered me time and again onto his cock. I was literally being thrown onto his shaft and yelping loudly. 

Rory as his name turned out to be was amazing and we were fucking for ages. I could see all the players watching us, their expressions and possibly their intentions. It was clear the room was turning into two groups, those taking part or intending to and those who were content to watch.

I reached my orgasm and clawed at him as he pulled me down hard onto his cock. Then gradually he began to increase the length of his strokes by raising me higher. He was marvellous and I didn't want him to cum, not yet anyway. 

I flung my body backwards and hung upside down as he continued to fuck me. I rolled around in free air until I grasped hold of another player. I grappled with his trousers until I released his cock and pulled it free. For a moment I pulled back on his foreskin then slowly pulled my body up so I could devour him. 

This just seemed to excite Rory more as his thrusts became longer, harder and faster. I was like a rag doll to him and he moved me around effortlessly. I was sucking for all I was worth as I gave him a wank. It was far too successful and after only a couple of minutes he spat his cum. His pre cum hit the back of my throat and I devoured his cock as it released the rest of his sperm. Other than allowing a little to leak from my lips I consumed all of his juices before Rory began to jerk and flooded my pussy with his hot cum. 

Rory held me upside down as he finished pumping his cum into me; then gently lowered me to the ground. I lay there for a minute smiling as I tried to capture my breath. Eventually I held out my arm and Rory helped me to my feet. I hugged him tightly before looking up to his face.

"You can do me anytime." I giggled.

Michael was standing a few feet away and looking gorgeous. He'd been great in the showers but never took advantage of the opportunity I'd handed him. I crossed to him casually, wrapping an arm around his waist as I brushed past and slid my bum onto the table. I sat facing him for a second before raising my left leg high over his head and lowering it again so he was between them. I placed my feet behind his back and pulled him closer. Michael didn't resist and I giggled. He was without doubt the most handsome player and had a beautiful body. My god he was even charming.

I helped him undo his trousers and was soon toying with his manhood. I think I had a smirk on my face as this is one I had been looking forward to. There was little ceremony as he shuffled forward and I wrapped my legs tightly around him. A small amount of manoeuvring and another cock was sliding into my already sore pussy. 

I think my initial moans were more from feeling uncomfortable than pleasure but Michael looked proud. I had my arms around him too and couldn't resist kissing his face and neck. Michael was pumping faster and faster and I began pulling his ass into me, hoping to slow him a little.

As Michael slowed to a steady pace I lay back on the table. There were a few guys around him watching as his cock slid in and out and all were quite excited. I lay there staring up at Michael then gradually glanced around at the others. I was enjoying Michael but my mind was once again in slow motion.

I hardly noticed as Michael came, shooting more cum into my body. Only when he stepped away did I realise it was over. I held out a hand as he slipped further from me but someone else quickly took his place. Cameron looked so eager I hoped he could get it inside me before he came. 

His cock was fairly long but lacked some thickness. He was straight inside me and thrusting away. I still lay on the table glancing around at those still waiting for their turn. I could feel his cock probing me and his lack of width was quite pleasant in itself. He was fucking me for a few minutes before he just stepped away, his cock had turned limp and he was unable to keep it inside my body. 

Cameron looked bewildered and I pulled myself up onto my elbows. 

"Darling, has your sausage thawed out?" I said softly.

There were a few sniggers but Cameron just shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"I think it's broke."

I started laughing and for a moment Cameron received a tirade of abuse from the other players. I climbed from the table and went in pursuit of something to drink. As I waited for this hulk of a player to pour me a glass of wine I noticed that a few faces were already missing. I thought maybe they had got bored and gone home. I knew there were those players who would never take an active part so I put it out of my mind. 

I stood for a few minutes joking with the guys as I demolished this huge glass of wine. 

"Ok guys, it's time for you to get naked." I blurted loudly.

I had no idea what time it was, didn't really care but I couldn't go on like this. 

"Come on, get naked." I insisted.

They were a bit slow but eventually most did remove their clothing. I was having the odd grope of their cocks as I sipped my drink; it had to be my turn. I guess there were eight or more guys standing naked around me as I brushed my hand across their bodies one by one, as if deciding who was next .

I handed someone my glass as I sank to my knees. I was an animal, I don't know what came over me but I certainly had a new lease of life. I devoured everything in range, slipping from one cock to another as I tasted them all. The players were crowding in around me and I merely had to turn my head to take advantage of another erect cock. 

I grasped their balls as I pulled their cocks into my mouth, sucking as hard as I could. After a while I was giving two guys a wank while I sucked on another. The guys were all quite verbal and clearly excited. Suddenly one of the guys I was wanking shot his cum into my face. I didn't stop but licked the cum that had crossed my lips. 

Someone was trying to raise my hips higher and I carefully climbed from my knees. As soon as I was able to straighten my legs, they were spread further apart. I had hands running all over my ass and pussy and it wasn't long before another mystery person was pushing his erect cock into my gaping hole. 

From there on things became a complete blur. The cocks in my mouth changed often, sometimes after they had cum, occasionally because another was offered. My pussy was taking some serious abuse and there seemed no end to it. I have no idea how many more cocks entered me but I was pounded non-stop.

It was obvious that this is the image they had wanted to see. They wanted me roasted and that's what they got. I saw no faces, had no idea who was dong what, just that they were holding me up. If it hadn't been for the cocks in my pussy and mouth, I'm sure I would have collapsed.

My pussy wasn't the only thing taking abuse, my ass got some too. I should be surprised that there were only two that ventured there though. The first I tried to object to but it was to no purpose, I doubt if he noticed anyway. He merely opened the door for another player later. 

I thought it had been a one off but I guess it was the last guy that proved me wrong. A few comments were made as he prepared to enter me, and then he did. His hands gripped me tightly as he pulled me onto his cock. He felt huge and I almost bit the one in my mouth. I had to release it as I fought to stop myself screaming.

For the first few moments as he began pumping his flesh into my body, my mouth was free. I gasped for each short breath as he rammed his cock deep inside me. Then someone offered his cock to my mouth again and I accepted it readily. I was sucking as he fucked me and I knew neither. 

He was too good to have me this late and my body reeled with pain and pleasure from head to toe. Suddenly he withdrew and I sighed the deepest sigh. Then he probed, I was too weak to resist and not sure I wanted to. His cock was pressed into my anus, my ass cheeks spread wide and he forced himself deeper. 

It was actually a relief, my pussy had become void of any sensation other than pain, this was almost pleasant. He pumped and pounded until his cum flowed into my ass and he like all the others eventually slithered away.

I collapsed to the floor, drained of every ounce of energy. I was there for seconds when players began helping me to my feet.

"No please, I can't." I begged.

Rory swooped me up in his arms and gave me a smile. I felt safe and lay my head against his chest, my god it was over. He carried me to the showers while other players kept watch. I cleaned myself as best I could and Rory dressed me again as I didn't have the energy. 

I was so sore I could hardly walk so Rory insisted on carrying me back. Carl looked sleepy and very concerned. I managed to raise a smile and he gave me a hug. The players had all but dressed as Carl announced we were leaving. 

They were all gathered around and very caring, most giving me a light kiss on the cheek as they said goodnight. 

"I hope it was all you imagined." I said smiling.

There was a ripple of murmuring around the room before anyone spoke. 

"We didn't imagine this, maybe you would get naked and well maybe we could touch but we, well I'm sure none of us expected this." Rory said softly.

He had always been the quietest, my gentle giant apart from on the pitch, where he did scare me. My god, how sweet he was.

I tried to joke with the guys before we left saying how I would get my own back. There was a unanimous agreement to anything I wanted, which made me giggle. There were some guys who I knew hadn't taken part for their various reasons but had just watched and I gave them a smile. 

"One thing guys, next time I'm here at the club, can I get a picture with those of you that have had me tonight."

"Fucking group shot." Someone shouted and I burst out laughing.

I slept at Carl's that night and I ended up having a week off work. I felt ok after a couple of days later, a little sore maybe at times but nothing too uncomfortable, nothing that made me regret it. 

I got my picture about three weeks later and I was a little surprised maybe even shocked. We had a good drink that day and have had quite a few since. I am a member at the Rugby club now and often go with them to see England play or not. We still have our silly little bets and I enjoy losing now, just as I did then. During one trip I even gave the coach a lap dance but I kept my underwear on. He was over the moon and was really quite naughty.

I don't think anybody ever revealed what happened that night or even dropped the slightest hint and for that I am eternally grateful, besides I love them all, they're my boys. 


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