11 comments/ 266753 views/ 46 favorites Team Trip: A Cheerleader Orgy By: LeoDavis Each of us can point to specific experiences in our lives that changed us forever. Some of our mistakes create uncorrectable problems that haunt us forever. But sometimes we do something 'wrong' that has profound effects on the best parts of our lives. This story is of the latter type. All I wanted to do was to get laid. I never expected to receive anything more than a few moments of sexual release. I was not a virgin, but I was certainly naive and inexperienced. I'd had sex precisely twice, with two different girls on two separate occasions. The first time was in the back seat of my parent's car, and the second happened when I'd managed to talk myself into a girl's room and into her pussy near the end of freshman year. That time my partner had an orgasm, complete with loud moans and violent spasms, and that was a new and exciting experience for me. But she had masturbated herself into a frenzy before she had allowed me to enter her, and her moans and shrill cries, coupled with her quivering vagina, had caused me to ejaculate into my condom within a half- dozen strokes of entering her. As exciting as the experience had been, I was only in her room for about ten minutes before she shoved me back into the hallway. I'd never seen anyone else have sex, and I'd only "done it" in the missionary position. My dorm-room girl was the first one I'd seen naked, and it had been so dark in her room that I really didn't see her special body parts. I'd heard about oral and anal sex, and I'd heard about gang-bangs, but these were abstract concepts, completely alien to my experience. At least they were until I made the baseball team during my sophomore year in college. I was a relief pitcher, and I got to pitch two or three innings a couple of times each week. We were a good team, and that year we earned the right to play for the conference championship. We were scheduled to play two games on Friday, then as long as we won at least one of our Friday games, we would play either for the championship or in a consolation game on Saturday. The playoffs were held at a university about five hours from our campus. The coach arranged for us to stay in a motel on Friday night. If we lost both Friday games and didn't have a game to play on Saturday, we still planned to stay long enough to watch the championship game and then return to campus on Saturday evening. Our first game was scheduled for 1:00 p.m. on Friday, so we loaded our bus and departed the campus at 5:00 a.m. We did not usually travel with our cheerleaders, but because we were playing for a conference championship, six women made the trip in the team bus with us. They sat together in three seats in the front of the bus, just behind the coach. The coach was protective of the women, and we couldn't even find out which rooms the cheerleaders were in. Obviously he'd once been young and horny. Just watching the six cheerleaders jiggle and bounce as they did their routines felt almost as good as winning did! Likely because we were inspired by the movements of their athletic bodies, we won both our Friday games. Consequently we would be playing for the championship, so partying on Friday night was out of the question. I fell into bed and didn't wake up until somebody banged on my door the next morning. Saturday arrived overcast and windy, and we could smell rain in the air. We were ahead 4-3 in the championship game when we had our first rain delay, lasting about thirty minutes. Scattered rain delayed the game twice more. I pitched the final inning-and-a-third, and we won 7-5. A torrential downpour drowned out the ceremony before the trophy had been presented to us. We grabbed the trophy and our gear, and we ran for our bus. We threw our equipment into the bus and all of us - players, coaches, and cheerleaders - climbed into our seats. We were completely soaked, but we yelled and screamed in our excitement. Several of the cheerleaders kissed us. They were all really pretty, shapely, girls with prominent breasts and great-looking legs. They also smelled and tasted great! Their wet, clinging outfits didn't hurt, either! My erection pressed so hard against my jock that it hurt. The bus took us to the gym where our lockers were, and we got showered and changed into our street clothes. As soon as our uniforms were stowed away in the bus, we got back in, and the bus carried us to the restaurant at the motel where we had stayed the night before. We were a little damp and very rowdy, but the other people in the restaurant didn't seem to mind once they found out why we were so boisterous. The cheerleaders were scattered around our tables in three groups of two. Unfortunately I was in a booth with four other guys. Bill, T.C., and I were the newest members of the team, Mike was a Junior, Moose (real name Harry) was a senior. He had received his nickname a couple of years before when one of his teammates had looked at him in the shower and had remarked, "My God, Harry! You're hung like a fuckin' caribou!" The coach and assistant coaches huddled together in a corner while we ate, but we couldn't hear what they were saying. As we finished eating, Harry/Moose whispered to me, "Dink, listen up!" (I was a bunter, not a power hitter. Hence my nickname.) "Go slip outta here an' get in a stall in the john an' hold your feet up. I'll bet you can hear the coaches if they talk in there. I've seen 'em do that. Somethin' big's up, and we don't wanna miss out on nothin', do we?" I did as I was told. I sat on a closed toilet seat for five minutes or so before the two assistant coaches came in. I quickly pulled my feet up off the floor, and I listened to them urinate. Then one of them walked around looking for feet next to the toilets. "There's nobody here, Jim. What the fuck are we going to do?" "Beats the fuck outta me, Mike. Everything's flooded. The state police have closed the highway, and we can't get enough rooms to stay here. I don't like the idea of anybody sleeping in the bus, but it may come to that. They don't have enough rooms for us here, even sleeping two to a bed." "That'd work okay if we put each cheerleader with one of the guys! Man, I'd like to be part of that action! Maybe they could sleep with us, huh?" They both laughed. "Shit, you're a married man! Wait'll I tell your wife about this. Lusting after those shapely, young, athletic, female bodies. Tell you what. I'll sleep with two of them and help save your marriage!" There was more laughter which ended when I heard the bathroom door squeak open and close. "Coach! Any news?" One of his assistants asked. "Yeah. I got us three more rooms in another motel. It's about two miles from here. We'll have to sleep five guys to one room, two in each bed and one on a cot, but we can do it. The six girls can sleep in two rooms with four beds. They can decide who sleeps together. I think the safest thing is to put the girls in two adjacent rooms at the other motel. The third room over there will have to hold the five guys. The girls'll be right here in the middle of the rest of the guys on the team if they take two of the rooms here. Over there they'll outnumber the guys, so that should keep everyone out of trouble. But we gotta pick five guys to go to the other place without telling them the girls will be there, too. Any ideas? We don't want a fucking stampede!" "Maybe one of us should be over there, too, coach. I'll go." Jim said. "Probably a good idea, but over there you'll either share a bed or sleep on a cot. I've worked it out so that we each have our own bed over here." Coach said. "Shit! I'm not sleeping with one of those horny players! And I hate cots! I'll stay here!" Jim immediately replied. "The guys we pick for the other place won't know about the broads, so it should be okay. Besides, everybody's completely wiped out, right?" Coach asked. . Moose had been right. I could feel my penis awakening in my pants. I couldn't wait for them to leave the restroom! I listened to the three men discuss options until they finally decided they'd first ask for volunteers. If that failed, they decided to draw names out of a hat. As soon as they left, I slipped out and rejoined my group. I quickly filled them in on what was happening. "No way we're passing up an opportunity to screw those six babes!" Moose said. "Try not to grin when the five of us volunteer, okay?" I had no idea how to pick up girls, so I quickly agreed. Could we really talk six girls into having sex with us? Everything went as planned. When the coach asked for volunteers, we were the first five to hold our hands up. A few minutes later one of the assistant coaches drove the bus, and he took the six women and the five of us to the other motel. It took almost twenty minutes because of the heavy downpour. We used that time to flirt with the girls. Mary and Vicki were eager to party, but the other four were stuffy and uptight. I figured that meant Moose and Mike might get laid, but not the rest of us. Well, perhaps I could learn something by watching them in action. The assistant coach got us checked in, handed us our room keys, and departed in the bus. We carried our small bags and the women's suitcases toward our rooms. The women had two rooms together at the end of a hall. The room for the five of us was about fifty feet away from theirs. The rooms between the rooms and the rooms on the other side of the hall were being renovated, so we had the entire hallway to ourselves. We dropped our bags in our room and went looking for Mary and Vicki. We found all six of the women in the hall in front of their rooms. They were arguing about who would sleep in each room. Mary and Vicki announced that they wanted to party with us, but one of the other women began to complain. "I don't want you two making a lot of noise next to us! Even if the party is in the guys' room, you'll be noisy and wake us up when you come back. Why don't you two just go to bed?" Somebody - probably Moose or Mike - came up with an easy solution. We resolved the matter by swapping rooms. The four unfriendly women took "our" room, and we took theirs. This left Mary and Vicki in the room next to ours, each in her own bed. We guys had two beds and a cot. As we carried in our bags, we immediately noticed there was a connecting door to the next room. The party might get interesting after all! We put the cot in the closet so that we would have more space for our party. It took a few minutes to get settled in, and then Moose knocked on the connecting door. Mary and Vicki unlocked their side, and the party was on. We had gotten ice and soft drinks from machines down the hall, and we even had a bag of potato chips that one of the guys had put in his bag. Rock music was playing on the bedside radio. It was just after 8:00. The women were both dressed in shorts and T-shirts through which we could see the outlines of their bras. Unless they were padded, these two had really nicely sized breasts! After a couple of minutes of sharing names and making small talk, Moose asked, "Anybody want something stronger?" With that he pulled two bottles of bourbon out of his bag. "How did you get that past the coaches?" T.C. asked. Moose just smiled. "What's important is that it's here and I don't want to take 'em back. So let's drain 'em!" He opened a bottle and splashed bourbon into everyone's plastic glass. "Are you trying to get us drunk?" Vicki asked, raising her eyebrows and giving us a peculiar smile. "Of course!" Moose said. "We've got all day tomorrow to recover, so why not? Anyway this here's a victory celebration!" The radio's speakers weren't very good, but they sounded better as we drank more and more bourbon. We danced in one big group during the fast numbers, and we took turns dancing with the women during the occasional slow ones. Whenever possible we added more bourbon to the women's drinks. By 8:30 everyone was clearly starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. While two of us were slow-dancing with the girls, I saw Moose slip into their room. When he returned a couple of minutes later, he went from man to man, whispering, "Keep pourin' the booze. We ain't makin' any babies tonight 'cause they're both on the pill. And they definitely ain't wearin' padded bras over those great sets o' jugs!" Moose's statement about the sizes of their breasts excited me. But his comment about birth control jolted me into sobriety. My lust-level was so high that I hadn't even thought about the possibility of getting either woman pregnant! I didn't even have any condoms! I relaxed with the realization that I wasn't going to get an opportunity to fuck either woman, anyway. The other guys - Moose and Mike in particular - were more experienced. I simply didn't know what to do, so I resolved to pay attention - and learn. I had a fleeting thought about somebody "catching something," but this party happened long enough ago that sexually-transmitted diseases were, we thought, relatively rare. Knowing the women were "on the pill," I allowed the effects of the alcohol to make me mellow, and I stared intently at the two women's bodies as they danced. I hoped that Moose and Mike would manage to fuck the women. At least I might be able to watch! We could hear the rain blasting against the window. There was a sudden flash of lightning followed almost instantly by a boom of thunder, and the lights went out for a couple of seconds. They flickered and then came back on, but all we could hear on the radio was static. The women were pretty sloshed, but the sudden interruption broke the mood for dancing. They announced that they wanted to go to bed. In my inexperience, I gave up. I thought we'd just wasted a great opportunity to seduce these two women. Fortunately the older guys were both experienced and resourceful. "Okay, but I hate to have the party end. How 'bout you two get all cleaned up and into your PJ's and then come back for a nightcap? We can have a little pajama party - and then call it a night after a victory toast." Moose proposed. Both women laughed and blushed, but then they looked at each other and nodded their heads. They went into their room and locked the door. Moose looked at us. "Men, we got one last chance if we're gonna score some pussy tonight. Let's greet 'em in our skivvies. An' Mike, find some slow shit on that thing if you can." Moose outlined his plan, and the rest of us quickly agreed. With a little more alcohol to loosen the women up, Moose hoped that intimate body contact with us would allow us to talk them out of their pajamas. If everything worked out, Moose and Mike would fuck Vicki and Mary while the rest of us beat off. If we were lucky, we might get blowjobs. No matter what happened, it would be a new experience for me! Mike finally found an FM station playing slow, romantic songs, and even with the pounding storm noise it sounded reasonably good. We cleaned our teeth and stripped to our undershorts. T.C. and I were in jockeys and the other three were in boxers. Moose put fresh ice in the cups and filled each one with straight, 100-proof bourbon. We were already halfway through the second bottle. The women opened their door and started back into our room. They were both barefoot in loose, girlish pajamas. After walking about three feet into our room they stopped abruptly when they saw us. "You said pajamas - not underwear!" Vicki exclaimed. They looked as if they were going to turn and run back into their room. Moving slowly to avoid startling the women, Moose handed each of them a glass of iced bourbon. "Ladies, I'm sorry, but this is all we had to wear. But let's toast. To the two most beautiful cheerleaders ever to perform for our alma mater! And so that you can drink a toast, too - to the conference baseball champs!" We each drank about half a glass and then we stood there, looking at each other. Coeds aren't chosen to be cheerleaders because they can play chess! Both women had long, flowing hair, pretty faces, and great bodies. The women stood side by side just inside our room, staring at us. "You cheated! I don't believe that's what you wear to bed!" Mary complained. I could see her breasts bounce as she talked, and I didn't see any sign of a bra. Our bare chests didn't look bad, either. We were in great shape, and we all worked out on the weights. Mike laughed. "Actually we all sleep in the raw, but we didn't want to be crude. While you finish your bedtime drink, how about a little dance. Mary?" Mike had picked Mary because she appeared to be the more intoxicated. Mary smiled and nodded, Mike took her glass and put it on a counter, and the two of them began to dance. Vicki was left standing by herself. Moose made a little bow in front of her, and soon they were also dancing while the rest of us watched. As each song ended, the women drank more bourbon. The extra guys took turns cutting in. The alcohol quickly had its desired effect, and we were soon able to hold them closely against us as we danced. The second time I danced with Vicki I put both of my hands around her waist and pulled her thighs against my erection. She didn't pull away. She had her head on my shoulder, and she was clearly having trouble standing up. I could feel her braless breasts pressing against my bare chest like firm, round pillows. My penis was stiff and throbbing against her thighs, and her nipples were hard points against my chest. Moose gave us a prearranged hand signal, and the rest of us took turns dancing with Vicki while he alone danced with Mary. We continued to get the women to drink. When I got my next turn to dance, Vicki almost humped my erection. Her face was very red and her mouth hung open. I didn't know what to do next, but it was certainly fun holding Vicki against me as she rubbed herself firmly against my penis! I also enjoyed the little sounds she was making. I could feel the heat coming off her body. T.C. cut in, and I looked over at Moose and Mary. They were no longer dancing. Instead they were locked together in a passionate kiss and weaving back and forth. Mary was rubbing herself against Moose's bare erection. It had poked itself out of the front flap in his undershorts, and it was partially visible as they swayed. Moose moved one of Mary's hands down between them and she wrapped her hand as far around his naked shaft as she could. I heard her say, "Oh! You're so big!" I had never seen anyone seduce a woman, and I watched to see what I could learn. Moose picked up her drink, and when she released her grip on his penis to take it, he pushed his boxers to the floor and stepped out of them. Mary drained her drink, and when Moose took it from her, she passionately kissed him. She reached between her body and his, and she began eagerly rubbing his balls and penis, apparently unconcerned that she was dancing with a naked man in pubic. My own penis was so small compared to his that I felt completely inadequate. My erection melted away. Moose slowly pushed the back of Mary's pajama bottoms down below her buttocks, exposing a pair of white bikini panties. He carefully slid her panties down past her bottom, and he rubbed and squeezed her bare behind. Mike slipped behind her and gently pulled her bottoms and panties down her legs and off. With his hands on her bare bottom, Moose pulled her against him. She opened her legs so that his penis was pressed against her pussy, clamped between her thighs. Mike passed her clothes to me, and her panties had a wet spot in the crotch. The faint odor of pussy made me dizzy with excitement! Mary kissed Moose passionately, and her hips began to rock forward and back against his shaft. She continued rubbing his large balls with one hand. Moose slowly unbuttoned her top, and in a few seconds he'd pulled it off her, leaving both of them naked. Moose began to rub one hand over her breasts as they clung to each other. Even from across the room I could hear her short, loud breaths. It was so erotic that once again I became erect in spite of my worries about the inadequate size of my equipment. Team Trip: A Cheerleader Orgy I looked back to the other woman. Vicki had her eyes closed as she danced with Bill. She had been facing away from Moose and Mary, and she hadn't seen that Moose and Mary were now naked and kissing passionately. All at once Mary began to make loud grunting moans, and Vicki suddenly opened her eyes and turned around. She froze in place when she saw the naked couple. Mary was thrusting her hips forward and back against Moose's pole. Its red and engorged head protruded between the cheeks of her ass. He held one of her knees on the top of his hip, and she was standing on one leg with her legs apart as they kissed. With his other hand he was squeezing one of her breasts. She was holding him tightly against herself with one arm while she played with his balls with her other hand. They were both making a lot of noise. Mike, T.C., Bill and I dropped our shorts and kicked them aside. Vicki was wide- eyed as her gaze darted from our four erections, to Mary and Moose, and then back to us. The four of us moved against Vicki and began to gently touch and rub her body through her pajamas. Our erections poked and prodded through her pajamas against the middle of her body. Vicki closed her eyes and began to shiver. She shook her head from side to side, trying to say "NO!" but no words came out of her mouth. When she didn't pull away from us, I verified she was not wearing a bra. Her left nipple was stiff and hard when I rubbed it through her top. Drunk as she clearly was, Vicki was also extremely tense and her body movements were stiff and jerky. Moose lifted Mary off her feet, turned, and laid her on her back on one of the beds. Then he crawled between her legs and began to kiss her crotch. He pushed two fingers inside her and began to move them in and out. What an educational experience this was for me! Oral sex with finger-fucking! Whenever he lifted his head to look up her body, I could clearly see Mary's swollen and wet labia, framed by her neatly trimmed dark pubic hair. Her hips were twisting and arching off the bed as his fingers and mouth moved against her pussy. Mary's constant moans were clearly audible over the music, and she soon began to jerk and buck on the bed. She let out a long series of high-pitched cries, "EEE! EEE! EEE!" Followed by a powerful "OOOH!" She flung her head back and her whole body trembled and shook. Vicki also began to tremble as we held her, and T.C. and I pulled her bottoms and panties down and off. Mike and Bill removed her top, and we began to caress her naked body. I slipped my hand between her thighs from the rear, and she was wet and slippery. She didn't move away when I touched her. She just kept staring at Mary and Moose on the bed. She didn't pull away as my erection rubbed against her bare body. As Mary's first orgasm began to subside, Moose slowly pushed his penis into her. With about three inches to go, he paused and leaned down and sucked on one of Mary's nipples. After a few seconds, she began to moan. Then with the five of us watching, he slowly pushed himself completely into her. Mary let out a loud shriek, then immediately began to scream, "OOOH" As she had done before. Her hips rose off the bed as she thrust herself against Moose, again and again. Her legs trembled again. Her scream slowly died, and Moose began to move in and out of her. As Moose pulled most of the way out of Mary, her vagina seemed to pucker outward and pull at his shiny, wet penis. Then when he moved back inside her, her vagina gripped his penis the other way until her labia and the surrounding pubic hair all but disappeared. I was so aroused as I watched that I began to get dizzy. Vicki's body felt hot everywhere I touched her. Her skin burned against my penis. Vicki began breathing fast. Her eyes were wide open and she was staring directly at the couple on the bed. Her trembling became more intense. Mike wasted no time, and he pushed her onto her back on the other bed, climbed between her legs, and pushed himself completely into her in one motion. She arched her back and moaned. Soon they too were enthusiastically fucking. Vicki began to grunt, "UNH! UNH!" In time with his thrusts. I was both shocked and mesmerized by the sight, sound, and smell of these two couples "doing it." Moose's plan had worked! But I didn't know what to do next! I stroked my penis, and it was as hard as I've ever felt it. I wanted relief, but in a burst of lust, I decided I was going to try to fuck Vicki as soon as Mike finished. I was so close to ejaculating that my balls started to throb. T.C. and Bill apparently had similar ideas. T.C. got on the bed with Mike and Vicki, and he began to kiss and fondle Vicki's breasts. Bill did the same with Mary. I leaned closer in order to look at Vicki's pussy as Mike's penis went slowly in and out. She, too, had trimmed her pubic hair. The result was a thin, dark band around each side of her pussy, coming together at the top and again near her anus. As Mike moved in and out of her, I could see her glistening outer vaginal opening going in and then puckering out much as Mary's had. I switched my attention back to Mary's pussy. There was much more movement at the opening to her vagina, no doubt because of Moose's size. My balls were throbbing so hard they hurt. Once again I stroked my penis as I looked from one pussy to the other. Both were making wet, slurping sounds as the two men fucked them. Vicki let out a sudden loud whisper of "YESSSSS!" And her hips bucked against Mike several times. Mike immediately groaned, and his legs jerked as he ejaculated into her four or five times. She grunted, "AAAH!" With each one. Mike nearly collapsed on top of Vicki and gasped for breath. On the other bed, Mary began to make her little cries again, faster and faster. Mike climbed off of Vicki just as Moose made several loud grunts as he obviously ejaculated. T.C. and I moved toward Vicki's open pussy, but I was in the better position and I got there first. I climbed onto the bed and began to enter her. Mike's cum squeezed out of her as I pushed my penis inside her. I felt her vagina squeeze my penis several times, and I began to move in and out of her as Mike had done. The only reason I didn't immediately cum was the incredible, hot pain in my balls. "No! I can't take any more yet! Let me come down! Wait! I'm still . . . " Vicki cried, but I continued fucking her anyway. Within a dozen strokes she was pushing back against me and making little cries of pleasure. It only took a couple of minutes. The incredible erotic sensations were simply too much for me, and I moaned and ejaculated several times into her. I heard her yell, "YESSS! AAH!" And I felt her vagina squeezing my rigid erection. The pain in my balls changed to intense pleasure. A warm heat spread from my groin outward. I opened my eyes and stared at Vicki's body, completely joined to mine as evidenced by our cum-soaked, intertwined pubic hair. The erotic sensations were so powerful that I didn't want to pull my half-erect penis out of her, but I heard T.C.'s voice. "C'mon, Dink! It's my turn!" I was barely out of Vicki before T.C. took my place by sliding his penis into her still-twitching opening. Bill was now fucking Mary, and once again I could hear two sets of wet smacking sounds as the two men went into and out of the two women. I found a vacant position near one of Mary's breasts, and I began to suck and lick her nipple as I rubbed my hands over her arm and side. Bill's penis was about the same size as mine, and I could see Mary's vagina gripping his penis much as she had with Moose. My concerns about penis size evaporated. I closed my eyes, completely lost in the moment. I could taste Mary's stiff nipple and breast. I could hear two men and two women grunting and groaning as they mated. I could hear the wet sounds of their couplings. I could feel Mary's body trembling in her excitement. The aroma of pussy and cum was thick in the air. I felt my penis growing hard again. It was still sticky, coated with cum from both Mike and me - and with Vicki's secretions as well. The five of us fucked both women without giving them any time to rest. They seemed to be in a constant state of near-orgasm. Although I noted the various techniques the other guys used, I eventually lost track of which woman was which. Somewhat later I know I fucked Mary, and because of my earlier ejaculation I lasted a long time. She had two or three orgasms before I came inside her. That much I remember, but by that time I was dizzy with excitement and pleasure - not to mention the bourbon. I remember fucking both women a second time, but I'm not certain if I came again. I know they did, over and over with each of us. I know I did each of them at least once doggy-style, but again I don't know whether I came or not. It didn't matter. We were gang-fucking the women and we kept it up until we all collapsed in two heaps. T.C., Moose, and I were wrapped around Mary, and Mike and Bill were cuddling Vicki. The only sounds in the room came from the heavy breathing the seven of us made. The rain continued to beat against the window. Somebody had turned off the radio. I heard one of the guys say, "It's just past 2:00. Now THAT was a fuckin' party!" There was a little laughter, then nothing except the sound of people catching their breath - and the rain. The storm that had made our party possible continued to come down. "By the way, ladies. I checked and we knew you're both on the pill." Moose said quietly. "That's why we weren't worried about fillin' you with jism." "You filled me to overflowing!" Mary laughed. "Dink's been watching it drip out of me for the last ten minutes." Everyone laughed. "I've always wondered . . . sort of dreamed about . . . how it would feel to . . . you, know . . . be made love to without stopping." Vicki sighed. "I thought it would hurt, but it just . . . got better and better . . . and . . . OOH!" "Your pussy just gave a couple of twitches and I'll be a quart of cum came out of you, Vicki!" T.C. remarked. Everyone laughed again. A little later the three of us took Mary into the shower in our room, and the other two guys took Vicki into the shower in the women's room. When we were dried off after getting clean, we lay together on the women's beds since ours were covered with huge wet ponds. Bill tried to slip his penis into Vicki. "My pussy's still dripping." Vicki moaned as she held him back. "And it's sore! I want to, but you gotta give me more time to recover!" "Me too!" Groaned Mary. "My whole crotch is red and swollen! Even my clit! I thought Moose was going to rip me apart!" We five guys examined the women, and they made no effort to stop us. They were right. Both of their pussies were red and swollen and still dripping cum, even though we had showered. The intimate examinations of the two women made us hard again. Vicki suddenly scrambled out from under Mike and Bill and pawed through her suitcase. She pulled out a sewing kit and found a cloth measuring tape. "I want to know how big you guys are!" She said as she began to measure Mike. "Hey, I'm not as big as I can get!" Mike complained. "I've been spraying cream for a couple of hours, so this ain't fair!" "I can fix that!" Mary squealed, and she got out from under the two men on top of her and began to suck and lick the head of Mike's penis. We could see it getting darker - and bigger. Vicki took her measurement, and Mary stopped her fellatio, leaving Mike's penis throbbing with his heartbeat. He looked miserable. Moose got up, went to his bag, got a tube of something out, and tossed it to Mike. "I had three fingers up her ass while we were screwin'." Moose said. "Grease your pole and do her backdoor since her cunt's so sore!" Mike did as Moose directed and he sat on the floor and smeared greasy stuff all over his erection. Mary gave us a devilish grin. She slowly lowered herself onto his lap as his lubricated penis disappeared into her anus. My mouth was probably wide open as I stared at this spectacle. Mike was fucking Mary in the ass and she enjoyed it! Vicki measured the rest of us as Mary sucked each of us until we were completely erect. As Mary did so, she moved up and down on Mike's lap so that his penis went slowly in and out of her. Even though my penis was a little tender, it felt fantastic when Mary sucked on it! When Mike finally shot his wad, I smeared my penis with lubricant and took his place. Wow! Was that a wonderful, new feeling! Incredibly tight! Mary began to gently rub her clitoris, and I could feel a trembling deep inside her when I violently came inside her behind. All five of us had anal sex with Mary after Vicki measured us. Moose was last, and Mary's anus was stretched so wide that it stayed open for several minutes after he finished. She lay spread-eagled on the bed with a towel under her hips. Shiny white cum oozed and dripped from both her openings and slowly puddled on the towel. The smallest penis was just under six inches long, with the next three between that length and almost seven inches. Moose's was just over nine-and-a-quarter inches. Both women seemed fascinated by its size, and they said they'd never felt one so big before. Vicki had never done anal sex before, but we easily talked her into trying it. T.C. and Mike fucked her that way, but then she said it hurt too much, so the rest of us didn't take a turn with her. We all took showers again and piled - literally - back onto the beds. The women were sore in both holes, the men had sore dicks, but nobody wanted to fall asleep. We quickly found that a gentle sixty-nine didn't hurt either the women's bruised pussies or our penises, and the "extra" men kissed and fondled the rest of the women's bodies. Both women climaxed several times as we swapped around, and three of us ejaculated during the fellatio. Given the amount we had already produced, it wasn't hard for either woman to swallow what little cum ended up in their mouths. It was still incredibly fun, and it was yet another new experience for me. Both women's kisses had a sweet but salty taste that was really erotic. And I loved tasting their pussies! We gradually slowed down, and by 6:00 we were just piled together on the beds, slowly and gently caressing each other. I was staring at Mary's swollen labia, watching the last few drops of cum slide out of her. Occasionally I'd lean in and gently kiss around her clitoris until it poked out. My face was covered with her pussy juice. She was gently rubbing my balls since we were lying head-to-feet. Bill was lying half on top of her, kissing her and playing with her nipples. She was making little grunts of pleasure. Mary let out a long sigh. "Wow! This was one of my fantasies - to be gang- banged all night long. It's the first time I've ever been completely fucked out!" Vicki let out a deep chuckle. "Me too! God, this was incredible, even if I am so sore I probably won't be able to walk!" When the laughter died down and the only sounds were sighs and kisses, Moose asked, "Do either of you ladies have any other fantasies we gentlemen could help you experience? We still have a couple of hours to kill before the bus comes." There was about ten seconds of silence, broken by Mary. "Well, there is one thing - if I'm not too sore! I've always wondered what it would feel like to be fucked by two men at once. Maybe if we used enough of that lube jelly . . ." Just the idea excited me, and I felt my penis getting hard again. Mary gave it a squeeze. "I think Dink's ready to try it!" She giggled. Heck, we all were! "Well, there are five of us. Which two do you want, Mary? And how about you, Vicki? Want to try it?" "NO! Maybe after my behind feels better, but not today!" Vicki replied. A few moments later she asked, "How about all five of you do Mary? I think you can - if I help!" It did take Vicki's help, but we managed to do a five-way with Mary. It took a few minutes to get us all into position. Bill greased up and Mary gingerly sat down with his pole inside her ass. I sat in front of them with my legs over Bill's, and when Bill lifted up, I was able to slide my greased penis into her red and bruised vagina. Two down! Because of his size, Moose had to wait until last. T.C. and Mike leaned in from the sides, and Mary began to suck on both of their dorks, giving each one a simultaneous handjob. Finally, Moose squatted and leaned against Mary, and with Vicki standing over me helping to hold him up, he managed to wrap Mary's breasts around his penis. At first we had trouble doing everything at once, but Mary began to get really excited, and then things really got hot. It was obvious that Mary no longer felt any pain in her pussy or in her ass. She was bouncing up and down on Bill and me and grunting. I could feel Bill's penis pressing and sliding against mine through the membrane dividing her vagina and anus. Moose got louder and louder as tit-fucking got him excited. Bill and I began to alternate our in-out rhythm, and Mary stopped bouncing up and down. She began to make long, deep moans. Vicki was still standing over me, and I leaned up and began to lick her pussy. Vicki began to moan, too. It wasn't long before I felt Mary's orgasm beginning. Her sphincter began to clamp down on Bill's penis, and then her vagina began to squeeze me in firm, distinct pulses. All seven of us were groaning. Mary's grunts and moans got louder than they had been all night. Abruptly Mary screamed, "GOD! A-AY-YAH!" And her pelvis began to jerk and shake. Her legs kicked and trembled. I could feel contraction after contraction on my penis as she yelled, "OH!" Over and over again. Moose went first. I could see one of Vicki's fingers pushed deep inside his anus as he yelled out a loud moan. His hips pumped forward a couple of times, and then as Vicki pulled her finger out of him he fell back and to the side, rolling onto the floor. There was a mound of cum under Mary's chin, and it slowly began to drip between her breasts. Bill and I went almost together, pushing into Mary and lifting her off the bed as we ejaculated into her two holes. She was still trembling when T.C. and Mike yelled as they came in her mouth, on her lips, and on her face. Mary groaned several more times, then went limp. Bill, T.C., Mike, and I held her up in the midst of the four of us. I felt Vicki's breasts as she came up behind me and wrapped herself around the five of us. Moose pulled Vicki off of us and laid her on her back. He turned her around so that her feet were hanging off the end of the bed, and then he got on the floor, leaned forward, and kissed and licked her clitoris until she came with an explosive "EE-YAH!" Several minutes later Bill and I slipped out of Mary, and the seven of us lay in a huge pile on the bed. I was on the bottom and I could feel stuff dripping out of Mary onto my legs. Vicki's pussy was pressing against my head, and she dripped onto my face. I took a deep breath through my nose to fully experience the incredible scent of cum, pussy juice, and the fresh sweat of the seven of us. I listened to the rain and drifted away, again lost in the intensity of the moment. We all must have finally dozed off. The jarring sound of a telephone ringing in the room woke us all. Vicki disentangled herself from us and staggered to answer it. A few seconds later the phone in our room rang, too. Moose managed to pick it up. Both were automatic wake-up calls, presumably ordered by our coach. Everyone carefully untangled, and we got up. We all were sore and almost unable to move. All seven of us were covered with dried sexual secretions. The beds in both rooms were covered with cum and pussy juice. Bill and I half-carried Vicki next door and the three of us cleaned each other up. The other three guys did the same thing with Mary. Team Trip: A Cheerleader Orgy Vicki was still highly aroused, and she had two more orgasms as we scrubbed, kissed, and fondled her. Her labia were red and swollen and protruded well beyond her pubic hair. Her clitoris came out whenever we touched anywhere near it. The look of intense arousal on her face told the entire story. I had never seen that look before, but I knew it would be impossible for her to conceal it. I was amazed by the complete absence of embarrassment everyone displayed. Naked and partially-dressed men and women wandered from room to room, getting dressed, using the sinks and toilets, and getting cleaned up. Other than the nearly constant kissing and fondling, it felt like the relaxed atmosphere in our locker room after a hard practice. Before the men got dressed, we helped the women into their clothes, gently kissing each area of skin before we covered it. Before the five of us got dressed, each woman kissed us and then kissed the heads of our penises. All of us were red and sore, too, but the kissing still felt wonderful. And this was certainly NOTHING like what usually happens in our locker room! We watched the women put on their makeup, and then we packed our stuff up and we left our rooms. The air in the hallway smelled strange and I realized it was because it didn't smell like sex! The other four cheerleaders were waiting for us at the motel desk. They had disgusted looks on their faces as they watched us walk slowly toward them. We had to practically carry Mary. She could barely stand on her trembling legs, and it hurt too much for her to walk by herself. Vicki was only slightly better, and she leaned against me as she walked. I could feel her breast rubbing me, and I got hard. I overheard Mary whispering to Vicki. "Sandra's got a lot of nerve, acting so snooty and proper! Remember how she partied with the basketball team? With Cora and Latoya?" We all looked as if we hadn't gotten any sleep, and Mary and Vicki were obviously in pain as they carefully and slowly took tiny little steps. They also had puffy, smug looks on their faces. The other four had probably heard much of the action, even though their room was down the hall from ours. Vicki and Mary ignored the other women and socialized with the five of us while we waited. I sat down in a chair in the lobby, and Vicki sat on my lap. My sore penis was uncomfortable as it got hard beneath her thighs. "Yummy! Your lap is all lumpy!" She giggled and then kissed me. "I heard what Mary said to you. Why are the others so pissed off?" "I've heard that most parties like that end up as gang-rapes. The girls often get forced to do stuff they don't want to. That's what happened with the B-ball team and the three of them. They're just jealous because we obviously had an incredibly good time. Even if we can't walk!" Vicki blushed. "I've never, ever had so many orgasms! One after the other!" She whispered as she kissed my ear. She kissed me on the lips for about a minute. "I'm so sore it hurts to move, but I'm still turned on! I probably won't ever get a chance to party like that ever again, but God, it was wonderful!" The distinctive aroma of wetness from her pussy tickled my nose. I inhaled through my nose as deeply as I could. When I finally stopped kissing Vicki, I looked around and realized the rain had finally stopped and the sun was out. I kissed Vicki again. "Good morning, sunshine!" I whispered. Her reply was to press her breasts firmly against me as our tongues made love. When we finally broke apart, she stared into my eyes with a loving look I'll never be able to forget. The scent of her arousal was stronger. I had to struggle to keep from tearing her clothing off. We kissed again, and she wiggled her legs so that my erection pressed through our clothing and rubbed firmly against her pussy. The bus arrived right on time, and an assistant coach drove us back to the other motel where we joined the rest of the team for breakfast. We were the last to arrive, and we sat down in three booths: The four snooty cheerleaders were in one; Vicki, Mike, and I in another; and Mary, Moose, Bill, and T.C. in the last. I sat next to Vicki, and I slipped my hand around her and rubbed her right breast as we ate. She grinned and kissed me. Throughout the meal she gently rubbed my painfully sore erection through my pants. Mike kissed Vicki, then he winked at me, letting me know that he would stay out of my way if I wanted to monopolize her. In spite of the bright sunshine, the seven of us slept all the way back. I managed to share a seat with Vicki, and we fell asleep wrapped around each other in the casual, intimate way that only lovers can ever achieve. I was rubbing her breasts through her top, and I could feel her hand gently squeezing my penis as we fell asleep in a loving kiss. Five hours later the bus stopped, people woke us up, and we unpacked everything. Coach ignored the passionate kisses Vicki and Mary gave the five of us. He also ignored the dagger-looks the other cheerleaders threw at the seven of us. He ignored the obvious, large, dark, damp stains in the crotches of both Mary's and Vicki's shorts. He ignored the heady smell of pussy juice that followed both women as they left the bus. Finally he ignored the painful way Mary and Vicki walked as they carefully carried their bags away. He probably realized that the less he actually knew, the better. Our baseball team didn't do so well the next two years, and I never got to repeat that exciting trip. Vicki and I dated and we made love several times, but she was a Senior. We eventually broke it off since we knew she would graduate two years ahead of me. She also dated Moose. Although she never said so, I could sense that she preferred his huge organ to mine. I lost track of her after she graduated, but she's still a wonderfully vivid memory. In spite of finally losing Vicki, and in spite of the fact that my penis wasn't as big as Moose's, that trip helped make me comfortable as a man. The women I dated after Vicki always commented on my sexual confidence and the easy, relaxed manner I exhibited around members of the opposite sex. Women could apparently sense that I had been completely relaxed while I was intimate with at least one woman, and even virgins were attracted to me. They usually guessed - incorrectly - that I had grown up with a couple of sisters! Apparently most women are attracted to men with some sexual experience. Coach called me into his office at the end of my disappointing senior-year season. He shook my hand and wished me well in the future. Then he looked directly into my face and said, "If youda put half the effort into your pitching that you put into screwing those cheerleaders two years ago, you coulda made it to the bigs. Damned waste o' talent!" As I walked out of the locker room for the last time, I didn't know if he had been correct about my wasted professional baseball opportunities, but I did know one thing. That baseball trip changed my life in so many ways. To this day I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night when I hear rain on the window, and I become rock-hard. I swear I can remember the way Mary and Vicki smelled and tasted and felt. I can again hear their cries of passion and I remember how their vaginas squeezed my penis as they climaxed. I can even recall the feelings of wet heat spreading throughout my body as I ejaculated inside them. My wife can't figure out why rainy nights get me so aroused and I'm not about to tell her - at least not yet! Neither of us is ready to share stories of our other lovers, but perhaps we will some day. I usually make love to her all night long when it rains, and she's so tired and sore the next day she can barely walk. I watch her painful and careful steps, and I can recall every ejaculation, every squeeze of her vagina, every tremor of her body. I can recall every scream and moan she made during our nightlong lovemaking. And the look of love in her eyes as she prepares breakfast is so much like Vicki's that my heart melts.