0 comments/ 118958 views/ 7 favorites Team Spirit Ch. 01 By: SexxKitten69 It was pretty much agreed what had to be done, and not wanting to appear snobbish, or like some kind of primadonna, I went along with the plan. I was a freshman cheerleader, and the youngest on the squad at eighteen, and I didn't want to make waves. We were in a difficult situation, one that called for a little creative strategy. There was no way our school was going to beat our city rival with Jason playing. He's like the best college player in the nation, averaging over thirty points a game, big and strong and way better than anyone on our team. Heather our senior co-captain, came up with the idea a week before the big game. Simply put, one of us would seduce Jason the night before the game, give him the kind of workout he wouldn't soon forget and make him too wasted to play well. Instead of straws, we drew pom-pom streamers to decide which one of us would have the honor of laying down her body, as it were, for the good of the team. Guess who drew the short streamer? I'm not a prude or anything, but also I had never had sex with a guy before, so I felt excited and insecure and anxious, all at the same time. I'm not bragging, but I never had any trouble getting looks from the boys, even though i'm kinda tall at five feet eight inches and my boobs , which are really firm and perky , are certainly not the biggest. But I do have a nice supple body and a pretty heart shaped face and long blonde hair. Heather and the other cheerleaders had no doubt I was the girl for the job. It was agreed that I should not wear my tiny cheerleading outfit, as that would be a dead giveaway, what with the school name on the sweater and all. Heather suggested I wear one of my prep school outfits with the plaid, pleated skirt, white blouse and red red blazer, and the black patent leather shoes, with white ankle socks. No guy could resist the sight of me in that outfit and Jason would be no exception. I found him just where we figured he would be that Friday afternoon, at the Public Library studying for finals. He was a straight "A" student on top of being a big star, but the second I sat down at the table opposite him, and started shifting in my chair and crossing and uncrossing my ankles, I could tell he had things other than basketball or books on his mind. He was kind of cute, really, with short trimmed hair and a real deep dark brown complexion. The fact that he was black didn't bother me except that I was sort of curious about what he looked like naked...... I'd heard stories from some of the girls about penis size and blacks and wondered if it was true. I must have thrown his concentration off because suddenly decided to get up and leave. Just as he passed by my table, I stood and pretended to accidentally bump into him. "Excuse me," he quickly said, holding my arm to support me as I hobbled around like my ankle was twisted. "Are you okay?" I told him I thought I sprained my ankle and he eyed my shapely legs again, then offered to carry my stuff. "You from around here?" he asked as we walked outside. "I live nearby. I walked here, but I don't think I'm going to be able to walk back." Like a gentleman, he offered to take me home in his car, a red Camaro. The whole time we drove, I noticed him stealing glimpses at my legs and thighs. When we got to my place, which was an off-campus apartment , I pretended that my ankle was so bad I couldn't walk. Laughing, he volunteered to carry me up the steps. "I feel like a bride," I giggled, as he easily hoisted me up. I offered him a drink when we got inside and we both sat on the sofa, all cozy, and he said "If you feel like a bride, then this must be our honeymoon." I just laughed and he leaned forward smelling all crisp and musky, his big left hand caressing my smooth white thigh. "Mind if I kiss you?" he asked. I nodded shyly, expecting a polite kiss, but he planted his thick lips right over my mouth and stuck his wet tongue practically down my throat. "Mind if I touch you here?" he asked, running his hands under my blouse and sqeezing my tits. When his fingers tweaked my pointy nipples, chills of pleasure ran up my body. "Mind if I touch your panties?" he asked, and we both laughed because it was getting to be a joke, him asking for permission and my coyly nodding in agreement. But instead of his reaching under my skirt, he unzipped his jeans and fished out this huge black cock. Then took my hand and wrapped it around his hot flesh, and like majic it started to stiffin and grow even bigger. I gasped in amazement, it was so thick and long and shiny black. He offered it to me by lunging his hips forward and saying, with a broad smile, "Mind?" and then lowering my head onto his cock so that I had to stretch my mouth open really wide just to get it past that salty, leaky head. I coughed a couple of times, it was so big, and i licked and sucked it while holding onto the trobbing trunk with both my hands. More and more of his cock slid into my mouth and I tightened my lip around the veiny black shaft and began to bob my head up and down while pumping with both hands. "Yeah that's it, suck that fuckin' cock!" he said, obviously enjoying it. "Got something for you!" he grunted and his cock seemed to expand in my mouth until suddenly my tongue was flooded with hot white liquid. He blasted spurts of sticky cum into the back of my mouth and I couldn't do anything but swallow as fast as possible. His greasy load slid down my throat and just kept pouring out. I counted maybe two dozen spasms before he finally popped it out of my mouth. Wrapping his hand around his dick he fisted out a few more drops that landed on my chin. Almost instantly, his cock grew hard again. "I need to taste that little pussy of yours," he said, and told me to stand up and take off my skirt, which I did. "Sit on my lap, baby." "But should I take off my shoes?" "Leave them on. You look cute that way." I sat on his lap, propping my feet up on his strong thighs, while he kissed my neck and face. With both hands, he dug into my cotton panties and ripped a gaping hole that fully exposed my clean, juicy pussy. "Oh man, that looks so nice," he said fingering my little berry of a clit. I moaned and leaned back against his chest. I felt so hot and desperate, I knew the only thing that would satisfy me was having his big cock crammed up my pussy. The head of his rock-hard dick looked like the size of an apple and i cringed when he poked my tiny pussy-hole, stretching the warm flesh to the max. " My God! It's , like, enormous!" I gasped. "You white girls sure have the tighest pussies," he laughed, grunting and swirling his bone into my tender snatch, but being very gentle about it. He managed to fit just the tip past my juicy little hole, then he withdrew. He repeated the motion again and again, using his hips to shimmy his cock in at different angles until finally the fat head of his penis burst past my tight hole. I felt like I was being split in two. Thank God he paused to catch his breath. I just moaned and looked down at my crotch and saw the entire length of his gristly, pulsating shaft eagerly poised to slam up into my tender pussy. "Hey!" he suddenly said. "What's your name?" "A-Anna," I whimpered, shifting on his lap, trying to ease the pressure from the massively wedged cock. "Anna? Cute, real cute. I'm gonna fuck you good Anna. Okay?" "Mmmmm, uh huh, okay." Team Spirit Ch. 01 Copyright Don Abdul ©2008 Prelude: Their popularity didn't stem from their parents bank balances but from their athletic prowess, as they were all members of their high school's football team. They were fondly referred to as the "Gang of Four". After their last football match as the walked back to the locker-room, they made a pact "All for One and one fall all". Ricky, Jim, Paul and Miguel, they promised to look after each others interests and keep the Team Spirit alive. ************* Although Leslie has been a single mother all her parenting life, she was finding things rather difficult since her only child Ricky left home. She wouldn't ever admit to it but the loneliness was getting to her, the transition from having a handy son around the house to spending endless lonely hours everyday hadn't been an easy one for her. To fill those hours though she had sought the comfort of younger men, whose youthful energy she often used to obliterate her wanton desire for sexual gratification. That was part of the reason her son moved out six months before he joined up and subsequently got posted to Iraq. She often wondered if he didn't just join up in order to escape her and her "slutty reputation". She sometimes felt guilty that she embarrassed her son but what could she do? She is what she is, a slut pure and simple and what's more she happy being one. She looked sadly at her crippled car by the side of the road thinking, 'regardless of what he might think of my sexual conduct, if Ricky was here at least I could call him up and he'd come right away and fix this car problem up'. She starred into the horizon with a tinge of regret in her eyes. Just as she checked her cell phone battery again to see if by some far fetched miracle it had come back to life, a car drove past at top speed, then several yards down the road, the car stopped and reversed to where she stood. The doors opened and the four occupants of the car disembarked. They were all tall well built men in their early twenties. "Hello Ma'am, what happened to your car", Miguel asked as he approached Leslie with a warm friendly smile on his face. "Oh my God, Miguel I didn't recognize you!" She said excitedly, happy to see her son's old friend and then recognizing the others she called out their names as they exchanged greetings. She explained quickly to Miguel how her car gave out and wouldn't restart, and he asked Paul to pop the hood open. After a brief check he figured the problem out and explained that it would take a little while to fix it. Paul volunteered to stay back and give him a hand while the rest of the guys carry with their journey. Half an hour later Miguel and Paul had the engine turning over nicely, although they were all greasy and dirty from the grease and motor oil. Leslie thanked them and since it was almost lunch time, she offered to cook them lunch and show her gratitude by also throwing in a shower. 'Wow!' Paul thought, 'she's always so nice'. Miguel on the other hand knew from experience that Leslie usually has other naughtier reasons for being so nice. He gave her a quick look out of the corner of his eyes and smiled mischievously as he waited patiently to see how her scheme would play out. On the drive back to her house Miguel's mind wondered back to his first encounter with her years ago. It was around 4:30p.m on a sticky, windless afternoon in June. He had gone looking for Ricky not knowing that his friend had traveled out of town to visit his dad. The front door was open so he went in calling out to Ricky, he heard the shower going, so he assumed his pal was taking a shower, so he sat on the couch and waited. When he heard approaching patter of feet he looked up from the sports illustrated he had been reading and his heart almost stopped. There was his friend's mom in all her naked glory. She was tall and slightly chubby, probably about 5'8" tall and 125 pounds. The ceiling light overhead bronzed her smooth skin and set fire to the ends of her auburn curly hair. Miguel's mouth hung open as he was completely awed by her voluptuous heart-shaped ass, and the rich auburn hair that matted her sexy mound. Being the popular high school athlete, he had seen girls in the nude before, but those were just too skinny, with unnaturally small butts that look like a boy's. This mature woman's body was just perfect. Her Luscious breasts were full and her nipples delightfully erect. It wasn't until she said "Oh wow! Look who's here..." that Miguel realize that he had stopped breathing all together. His sharp intake of air seemed to be her perfect cue as she moved seductively towards him, her ample breasts jiggling with each provocative step. He ogled her flat stomach and her flared hips which tapered gracefully into a pair of long, toned legs. He rushed to get to his feet but she pushed him back into his seat, and then he started to apologize for invading her privacy. She put her finger to her lips and said "Shhhhh!" Miguel's flushed face blushed crimson as she reached for his tented crotch. She laughed seductively at his embarrassment and unzipped his fly. She took his rigid youthful cock in her hand and licked the precum from the tip of it. She swirled her tongue about the head of his cock teasing him and hinting at the prospect of so much more. Miguel scooted forward and she took his cock deep into her mouth. "Ohhhhh!" he moaned as her head bobbed up and down as she sucked on his throbbing organ. Miguel threw her head back on the head rest and moaned away as he reached out and sank his fingers into her hair and caressed her scalp. She moaned as she felt his finger tips work her scalp which for some reason turned her on so much. She reached in between her legs and began to pleasure herself. The more she rubbed her own pussy the faster her head bounced up and down as she sucked on his cock. They were now moaning and moving in perfect sync. The slurps and slushy sound of their super- charged sexual drama forming the notes of a sweet symphony of lust. The intensity built up to an earth moving climax for both of them, and it was Miguel that went first, as Leslie's throat tipped him over the precipice. He screamed out as he shot of volley of cum straight into her hungry mouth and she swallowed every last drop of it as if her life depended on it. Meanwhile when she sensed him tensing up, she slipped a finger into her hole and fucked it furiously as she rubbed her clit with her thumb thus multiplying her pleasure many fold at one go. She had barely swallowed the last drop of his copious cum when her own orgasm hit. She pressed her thumb down on her clit hard as she pussy walls clenched tightly at her finger. Her body was awash with a million sweet sensations. When their tremors subsided she took her hand to his mouth and he licked her juices off of it...... "Where here!" Leslie enthused, snapping him out of his reminiscence. She looked over at him as Paul was getting out, and she could see that Miguel had a raging boner pushing at the crotch of his pant. "Oh!" she said half challenging, half teasing, as she alighted from the car, and walked towards her front door. Miguel soon followed, his eyes trained on her ass, he marveled at how little she had changed in all those years. As they walked into her living room, he looked over at Paul who seemed totally oblivious to what they were about to walk into. 'I definitely would love to see how her game of seduction would play out this time' he thought as he concluded of her hidden agenda. To be continued... Team Spirit Ch. 02 It looked like I was sitting on the knob of a policeman's ebony trucheon. Grasping my bent knees with both hands, he shunted another inch inside my clasping cunt. "Oh! God!" I cried out as the rock, hard cock forced its way inside my tight channel. "I got a lot more for you baby, a lot more!" and he jammed more of his cock into me. "It's tooo big!" I groaned, but he just laughed and kept wiggling more of his huge pole into me, at the same time reaching with his fingers and scooting my clit around with his big thumb. It felt so good, it kind of made me forget about the hot pain in my virgin pussy, so much so, in fact, that I just sort of splattered down on his steel hard boner with all my might. Talk about seeing stars! I didn't know weather to laugh or cry, I was so stuffed. I just held my breath and stared down at my pussy in amazement. All I could see were his big hard balls. Everything else was crammed up my cunt. I could feel every pulsing vein and ridge on his thick shaft. I could see my belly button distending from the cock throbs inside me. I was like pregnant with cock. "Oh shit!" Jason said, gritting his teeth. "You have the tightest pussy! Look how much dick it takes, baby." He slowly slid out the entire length of his penis. It just glided out for what seemed like an eternity, all slippery with my pussy juice and flecked with dots of red from my busted cherry, I guess, God, it looked so enormous! As much as my pussy ached, I was dying to have it back inside me. Evidently, Jason felt the same way, because he jammed it back into me, a full-length thrust that crushed my pussy lips inward and pounded up into my womb. "Ohhhhh!" I cried out, woth a growing sense of pleasure. He started to work my pussy like he was trying to put out a fire, pounding his black rod into me like a greasy oil drill, going deeper and deeper into my wet hole. The faster he slammed up into me, the wetter I became, until our genitals slurped and smacked and made the crudest sounds I'd ever heard. "Shit girl, I could fuck this pussy all night long!" he gasped. "DO it then," I urged him on. "Don't stop! It's so wild!" He took my hand and held it over my stomach so that I could feel his monsterous cock packing out my womb and suddenly I was cumming like crazy, crying out with the most intense sexual feelings I ever had. A second orgasm followed right on the heels of the first, aided by the sudden explosion of cum inside my tender channel as Jason's cock swelled and burst inside me, feeding my belly with his burning jizz. We both shouted and clawed eachother and finally his semen soaked piston slipped out of my gaping cunt-hole and I fell off to the side of the sofa, breathless, my whole body tingling with erotic desire. I figured he was used up, but to my astonishment he scooted over to me on the sofa, rubbing his flaccid slimy cock across my face. I was so turned on , I practically swallowed his whole gooey cock with my eager mouth, at least until it started to grow, which was like in two seconds. When he was fully erect again, he had me kneel on the sofa with my little butt sticking up and he pounded me doggie style until I came a third time, digging my fingernails into the pillow and thrashing my ass back to meet his powerful thrusts. "Gonna! Slam! Dunk! Your ass! Okay Anna!" he gasped out between strokes. I was so crazy horny that I was like, whatever, even though I didn't know what he was talking about. It wasn't until his cock slipped out of my pussy and I felt the bloated oily head roaming between my taunt asscheeks that I realized what he was talking about. "That's not going to work!" I said with alarm as he tried to fit his long-sized cock up into my tight butt-hole. "Please Jason!" "Just a second honey," he said, and I saw him dash off towards the bathroom, his big dick jutting out from his muscular thighs like a flagpole, bumping against his abdomen as he walked. He returned seconds later with a jar of Vasaline from the medicine cabinet. His black cock, already wet and shiny from my pussy juice, now had a glistening sheen like marble. He glopped out more Vaseline and greased his pole some more, than leaned between my cheeks to lick my anus. "Oh man! That's such a cute little button," he said, slurping away like a starving dog. "Let me slick up your chute." He forced a smeary middle finger up my taunt asshole and wiggled it around inside. It didn't hurt, but it felt extreme, and I told him I wasn't sure but I don't think he heard me because within seconds he was again pressing against my asshole with that fat gleaming gland. I felt my tight rubbery anal ring expanding and expanding, and expanding, on and on until I felt like my entire body was open wide. As he pushed his hot pulsing rod deeper into my anus he kept talking and moaning, saying how sweet a girl I was, asking me if I liked having his cock up my ass. I was biting my lower lip so hard that I was afraid to open my mouth and just kept making these little whimpers of agreement. Then I thought of our school and the team and my duty to my peers. I imagined the cheers of the crowd as we did our routine at halfcourt and felt warm and happy at what I had done for the squad. "Ungggggh! Tight ass! Damn!." He said. I twisted my neck as far as I could to look back and could just see Jason's contorted face, his teeth bared, brow all srunched, beads of sweat dripiing off his chin onto my ass cheeks where he had firmly planted his big hands to maintain leverage as he stuffed my anal tunnel with more of his Vaseline slickened rod. Then a broad smile creased his lips and i felt his coarse pubic hairs scraping against my butt. I was chewing on my fist by then. Jason reached up under my loosened bra and began to tweak my nipples, swirling them between his thumb and forefinger until they grew hard and round. I guess I was making these foreign sounds because Jason kept nibbling my ear and neck, whispering "What's that ya say baby? You like Jason's big black cock up your ass? Huh baby Huh?" Every time he would ask, he would slam his hips forward, grinding that thick piston deep in my bowels. I was like, "Uh huh, Uh huh," still biting my fist, but totally enjoying the growing waves of pleasure that started out from my nipples and somehow connected with my wet pussy and throbbing asshole. In a blink of an eye,I felt like my body had become one single giant erogenous zone. I guess that relaxed my rectum because Jason really started to hammer my butt then, railing into my tight ass like some lust crazy stallion, making his own sounds above the squishy, sloppy sounds comming from my sore, fucked asshole. Every few minutes he would withdraw completely and I would feel this massive emptiness and the cool air rushing up my bowels, just breezing in past my gaping bung which felt like an opened manhole, all gooey with Vaseline and pre-cum and my own smelly anal juices. Then he'd thunder right back in, angling himself up high so that his rod gained even deeper access to my pulsing narrow chute. Each time he did this the pleasure grew until soon I was dilerious with erotic sensations. "Oh! Yes! Fuck my ASS!" "Gonna take it to the hole....yeah....take it to the -argggggghhhhhh!" His cock swelled even larger inside of me, than burst. I couldn't believe his balls held so much cum, as his fiery semen coated the tender inner walls of my rectum I cam again, frantically screaming with uncontrolled joy as he continued to spurt cum into my overflowing ass. When he at last popped out of me , I felt a gush of jizz pour out of my oval anal ring. Jason laid on the sofa, breathless and sweaty, and I turned to see the contented smile on his face, his leaky rod curled up upon his thigh like a black water hose. "Shit, Anna, you're the hottest thing I ever boned," he said playfully slapping me on the ass. "You really relaxed me." "Thanks," I said , not knowing how else to respond to his compliment, but proud none the less that I carried out the plot so well. My teammates couldn't believe that he fucked me three more times- twice more in the ass, but I didn't tell them about the anal sex. I don't know some things should just be private. Anyway the next day I was so wiped out I overslept, and almost missed the game. Jason , however, seemed rejuvenated. When he saw me in my cheerleader's outfit underneath the basket he smiled and winked. Then he went on to tourch our team for 48 points, gaining the victory and eliminating us from the playoffs. I guess our plan backfired big time, but I didn't really care because two days later, Jason called and asked me if he could come over to the apartment and see me. I said yes, of course, secretly hoping that his season would never end! Team Spirit Ch. 02 Leslie re-emerged from Ricky's room and tossed them two robes and asked for their clothes so she could pop then into the washer while they showered. Paul went first, then Miguel and finally it was Leslie turn to use the shower. When she was done, she returned to the living room complaining of aches and pains. She said she had been stressed so much lately, especially since Ricky went off to the war, she'd had to do so much by herself. Unaware of the bobby trap in her apparently innocuous complaints, Paul suggested she might want to get a proper massage to loosen up her body and ease the aches. "Sounds like a nice idea, but who's going to gimme a massage without asking an arm and a leg, uh?" she asked. "A session at a standard spa sounds like a good place to start, I worked at one last summer, you'd be surprised how cheap they can be" Paul responded. "Well considering that the price of gas is so high these days, that leaves little for such luxuries don't you agree Miguel?" she asked as he eyes him suggestively, her eyes somehow telling him she would succeed in seducing the slow-on-the-uptake Paul, quite easily too. Miguel just laughed, he knew fully well she would find a way, he just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of seeing her seductive genius at work... then it suddenly hit him. He smiled at the realization that she just hit the ball into his court, and he decided to play it well. "Well Paul, you're quite good at this massage thing so why don't you do the honors... all for one and one for all remember." Miguel said. "What, right now?" Paul asked taken completely by surprise. "Why the hell not? I've got all kinds of oils and lotions in my bedroom. We could even improvise a massage table in there. Besides like Miguel said, you're the expert, right?" She said her tone challenging his ego. After a tension soaked couple of minutes, he conceded, and they all moved to her bedroom, here she quickly cleared a long table she for the massage session, then she took off her robe and wrapped a towel about her torso. Paul asked her to lie on the table face up and preceded with a basic head, neck and scalp massage. Leslie enjoyed his expert touch and kept talking about how lonely things had become and how tense she always was. As the session progressed though, her complaints faded into moans of arousal. She began making more and more "Mmm! Ahhh!" sounds indicating she was really enjoying it. He lingered on the head and neck massage before moving on to do her feet. She was extra sensitive there, and jumped each time he hit a pleasurable spot. He warmed more oil in his hands and continued delighting in the sensations he was causing her as he rubbed each toe individually. Her moans of pleasure were beginning to turn him on and he was becoming more and more aware of how beautiful her body was and what s sexy woman she was. His dick had swollen in response to her and he chose that moment to ask her to turn over and lie on her stomach so that I could do her back. He was hoping that would give him time for his growing erection to subside. As she turned she caught sight of his hard on. She looked briefly over at Miguel whose cock was unashamedly erect as he watched the unfolding sensual drama of epic proportions. She smiled naughtily and did as she was told..... Only a little more. By her design her towel fell to the floor leaving her completely naked. She laid face down with her voluptuous breasts popping out from the sides and her awesome ass smiling right up in Paul's face. Any illusions he had of his erection subsiding suddenly evaporated. He struggled to remain professionally detached and carried on. She was especially receptive to his massage of her lower back as he palmed his way lower to her ass cheeks kneading and massaging it in slow circles for about five minutes. Leslie almost stopped breathing as the back of his fingers brushed against her lust swollen labia a couple of times as his hands worked on her inner thighs. He could fell the moisture of her slippery clear liquid as he moved his hands away. He looked over at Miguel seeking guidance on what to do next now that he had awoken a monster. Miguel only smiled, his eyes seemingly saying 'Hey, you're the expert, you're on your own'. As he began to turn back to the beautiful older woman on his massage table however, he found salvation in her hand which had parted the front of his robe open and was now wrapped about his thick white cock. She rubbed his raging boner for a bit and then she climbed down from the table and undid the belt of his robe. Paul shrugged the robe off allowing it to fall to the floor. Miguel moved over to the bed, took off his robe and sat down as he watched Leslie take Paul's cock into her mouth. She cupped his balls as she sucked on his cock causing him to throw his head back and howl like a mongrel dog towards the ceiling. As though in thanks, she delicately massaged his balls and pleasures his manhood. She had often wondered what his cock looked like, but Paul had always been the least matured of the lot when they were boys, so she always steered cleared of playing games with him. Now as she sucked him, she thought it was well worth the long wait. Paul was totally caught in the whirlwind of pleasurable sensations from the awesome blow job she was giving him. It was even much better than he had dreamt all those years as he fantasized about fucking her. He never told anyone about his fantasies about his best friend's sexy mother, and he never ever thought she even noticed him. As he looked down at her head bobbing up and down on his throbbing cock, he wondered if it was merely a wet dream in progress, or if he had died in a car crash and gone to heaven. Suddenly he got a reality check as Leslie pressed his balls causing him to wince, she didn't want him to cum yet, so she rose to her feet and moved over to the bed. Miguel made room for her to lie on the bed, and then he began to caress her breasts, he rolled her taut pink nipples in between his fingers and thumbs and kissed her lips. As Paul also climbed into bed with them, Miguel's mouth replaced his hands in the service of her breasts. He licked her nipples and swirled his tongue about her areolas before popping her nipple back in his mouth and nibbling lightly on it. Leslie moaned and writhed in pleasure. Paul knelt by Leslies face and fed her his throbbing dick, she licked the underside of his shaft and sucked on his balls, and then she told him in a very husky voice to straddle her face. She took his cock in a double handed hold and rubbed his pulsing hard flesh and sucked on his sac. He moaned as her tongue worked its way down to the crack of his ass, and when she found his puckered hole. Paul growled as she licked his asshole and massaged his ball in between moans of her own. Miguel's mouth meanwhile had travelled further south to Leslies sopping wet pussy, he licked her lust swollen pussy lips and swirled his tongue round and round her erect clitoris sending shivers of exquisite pleasure through her. She shuddered as he inserted a finger into her hot pussy and commenced finger fucking her. She thrust her hips and pushed her crotch harder against his mouth and his probing finger, first the one and then another, and another until she was furiously responding to all four of his fingers as they shafted her hot wet pussy with a feverish intensity. She was completely lost in the moment as she automatically responded to the multiple sexual stimuli around, about and inside of her every opening; she was like a plant on auto-pilot. Leslie let out a deep and long animal growl as Miguel's fingers found her g-spot, as he kneaded and massaged it she felt the heat that had been steadily building up in her core become glowing hot and then explode, sweeping her into a humongous orgasms. To be continued... Team Spirit Ch. 03 The potent vibrations from Leslie's vocal cords resonated powerfully through Paul's sensually charged cock and her involuntary squeeze on his balls send his hurtling down the bottomless pit of release. His back arched and his head flew backwards as he let out a deep guttural growl from the depth of his soul and spewed his hot cum in the air with some of it falling like rain on her shuddering body. Miguel straightened up to restore blood circulation to his legs, and survey the erotic scene before him. He knew from experience that Leslie would recover quickly and be ready for another round of pleasure. Although Paul's cock had softened a little, he was sufficiently hard enough to penetrate a wet cunt, but the next move was definitely not his. Miguel tapped Leslie's voluptuous ass and urged her to get on her hands and knees, he then positioned himself behind her and thrust his thick long cock into her wet pussy with one blow, and she gave out a short cry as he drove his cock right down to the hilt. The rather cocky confidence of his rough entry brought Paul to instant erection. Nowhere in his steady rhythm and her appreciative response to his every thrust did he notice shyness or uncertainty, rather Paul began to get the distinct feeling that there was a certain familiarity in the way Miguel plucked at the strings of her desire, and the beautiful sound of sexual exhilaration that emanated from her. Before he could dwell on it any further however, he felt Leslie soft hand on his nodding cock again and he soon lost himself in the soothing jerking that she expertly gave him. Leslie pulled on Paul's cock, making him kneel close to her face and then she proceeded to take him in her mouth. As Miguel pounded her pussy mercilessly driving her to distraction with rough, hard thrusts, her loud moans come out muffled from Paul's growing erection in her mouth. Through his half open eyes, Miguel saw Paul watching with envy as he fucked Leslie like the slut that she truly was, and he knew that Paul was dying to trade places with him; 'Don't worry dear friend, there's more than enough of her to go round.... Trust me' his eyes seemed to say to his friend who was now desperately humping Leslie's mouth. She was being tossed back and forth by the force of the two humping stud at either ends of her pleasure stricken body; as she tried to keep up with the feverish tempo of their youthful urgency she was swept away by the on-rushing blast of another orgasm. She executed a choke hold on Paul's cock as her cunt twitched and clenched around Miguel's huge girth, she shuddered and shook until she could barley maintain her posture. Miguel grabbed her waist to hold her steady even as her pussy juice bathed his cock and then trickled down her inner thigh. A little envious and unwilling to stand in line anymore, Paul stretched out on the bed and grasped the base of his throbbing cock and said to Leslie, "Come ride my bronco". He could hardly believe he just said that, but he was glad he did. Miguel also felt proud of the usually reserved Paul's new found freak, as he helped Leslie straddle Paul. She rubbed her wet pussy and spread her labia open before lowering her cunt over his heaven pointing erection. The position was a fitting metaphor for the sweet hard fuck session that ensued; it was indeed Leslie that was doing the hard fucking, as Paul surrendered to her wild riding pleasure. As her ass bucked wildly and her pussy clenched and kneaded his shaft, he shifted, resting his weight on both elbows as his mouth reached for her jingling tit which he sucked on as she fucked him harder. Miguel's body was awash with passion as he watched Leslie ride his friend, his cock kicked and nodded several times and he reached for the lotion on the night stand. He poured a generous helping onto his cock and rubbed it all over. He held the bottle upside down and squirted a thick glob of the lotion at the crack of Leslie's rising and falling ass. With his oily hand he rubbed the lotion into her ass crack and over her anus, working his fingers past her sphincter. As he probed her tight asshole deeper, he could feel Paul's thrusting cock through the thin wall separating both orifices. This motion detection turned him on immensely so he withdrew his finger from her ass and climbed on top of the bed. He squatted behind Leslie, straddling Paul's out stretched legs, and grasped hold of his throbbing cock; Leslie looked over her shoulders when he tapped her ass, and instantly understood what was expected of her. She leaned forward pushing her tit further into Paul's face and raising her ass a little higher to facilitate Miguel's smooth entry. Miguel rubbed the blunt head of his cock up and down her crack spreading the lubricant evenly, and then he pushed steadily against her anal opening until his dick gained entrance into her rear portal. Leslie let out a cry of relief in spite of the stinging sweet sensation as Miguel shoved his cock deeper up her ass; she was finally given the cock in the ass she had been craving for months. She writhed and stretched to meet both her lovers' thrusts as she desperately attempted to sate her hunger for more. Sensing her need Miguel pulled back and almost completely withdrew his cock from her ass, and then rammed it right back in with such force she almost fell over on top of Paul; she screamed out loud, it was a cry of anguish and ultimate joy. Both guys carried on fucking her as both she and them moaned and groaned as they drowned in the pleasure, and filled the room with the smell, sight and sound of raw sex as each thrust of their sizable cocks stretched her to the max, making her feel like a cheap slut. She had had double penetrations before, mostly with older men but never had she had the mind blowing pleasure of being poked in both holes at once by a couple of young stud brimming with such tremendous youthful stamina. This newly discovered joy was just beyond her imagination she reckoned as she succumbed to orgasm after orgasm causing her to scream out shamelessly as she was fucked mercilessly by her son's best friends. Although Miguel had actually fucked Leslie once after their first encounter when she gave him the blow job of his life, fucking their best friend's mom in both holes simultaneously was something neither of the guys had ever considered possible. They had never done that before with anyone, but soon managed to find the perfect rhythm that worked for all three of them. They were, all three of them part of a well oiled sexual machine, with Miguel thrusting in Leslie's now widened asshole in alternation with Paul's near complete withdrawal from Leslie's well-fucked pussy, and vice versa, creating a symphony of slurping and slapping sounds accompanied by Leslie's moans. Each thrust brought them all closer and closer to flash point as the music of their sex reached a crescendo. Leslie climaxed first, belting out loud screams of ultimate joy and ecstasy. As she shuddered her ass bucked wildly, both men's thrusts grew in intensity escalating the sensations of their mutually arousing pricks as they rubbed against each other through the thin wall separating her vaginal canal from her rectum. Paul was first to be hit by the tsunami of pleasure, "Oh grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" He groaned deeply as he thrust hard up her cunt for the last time shooting her full of his endless spurts of cum as the exhilaration of his release engulfed him completely. Miguel pounded away at her loose ass, moaning out loud at the pleasure flooding his body. His thrusts were fast and excitingly furious and soon Leslie came alive again; she started yelling with each stroke feeling her anal orifice burn with the friction and desire of his frenzied drilling. Each stroke gave her a tiny orgasm, which added to the sensation that was building up. She reached down between herself and the wasted Paul and rubbed her clitoris, and it wasn't much longer before she started to shiver with pleasure. Suddenly she felt Miguel thrust violently up her ass and groaned loud, "Oh mami! I'm cumming!!" and then she felt the first spurt of hot, thick cum fill her ass, the sensation was indescribably awesome, sending her spiraling into a massive orgasm. Her hand rubbed away furiously at her clit as though possessed of a mind of its own as she yelled out loud and her whole body went numb. Her anal muscles tightened around her fucker's cock as she involuntarily milked the last drop of cum from his spitting manhood. Completely drained, Miguel swayed sideways, his dick pulled out of her asshole with a loud plop! He collapsed on the bed beside her, as she had collapsed right on top of Paul who was too weak to move after coming. She had cum leaking out of her pussy around Paul's now flaccid dick which was still stuck inside her pussy, and from her well fucked ass which was slowly closing up again. All three of them laid on the bed motionless, breathing heavily struggling to regain their strength. Each was lost in their own thoughts. For the guys, they were happy to be able to help out their best friend's mom in her hour of need, twice in the same day. For Leslie, although her son was so far away from home, she was glad that his mates came through for her, catering to her needs and exhibiting the Team spirit they had always shown from their days in high school. They all secretly weighed the impropriety of their sinful congress, but excited by the notoriety of it. They all knew that they just had to do it again. The End (At least for now)