Those black librarian glasses were a match to the ones Alpha Booster Wife had worn the night of the Most Valuable awards banquet my junior year.
ABW was the reason our varsity basketball team was perennially in the Final 16. She and her industrialist husband made sure the players that coach wanted to recruit got cars and apartments and cash.
And ABW got in return what she craved – an annually refreshed stable of stallions for orgies and gangbangs at her estate near campus.
The upstairs library there smelled of leather – and, that night, of sex.
She lay on the big ottoman in her black lingerie with all the varsity starters crowded around. Her pussy: filled by the 7′ center. Her hands: each stroking a fat cock. Her mouth: servicing the two forwards.
The rest of us all stood around in an outer ring, athletes in suits, boosters and wives in evening attire. All zippers open. Cocks out. Straining. Dripping. By longstanding custom, all around the ring each booster wife stroked her husband’s cock with her right hand and an athlete’s with her left.
ABW went into a frenzy. She moaned gutturally. Her beautiful big tits swayed rhythmically as she was stuffed with black cocks and covered in spurting jets of white cum.
“More!” she demanded.
In turn, each of the outside trios advanced, with each booster wife pumping her two cocks to orgasm aimed at ABW’s writhing body.
Except my trio.
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Written by RamTheSunlover+ ©2012, all rights reserved.
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