EURO SEMI-FINAL
Al had told me to have a quiet day after the previous exertions of the last few nights, so I spent the time relaxing. Around six, Al phoned me to order something easy to eat for half a dozen people at 8:45 pm as a few guys would be over for the match on TV. Also, he wanted me to wear something appealing. I thought my very thin, oversized white t-shirt would be ideal – worn off one shoulder it should be fine. It is fairly short, but I thought a gold chain belt would raise it just a little. Not wanting to overdo the simple style, I decided on just a pair of heeled sandals and bare legs.
At half-past seven, Al arrived with a few of his mates. I was kept busy getting bottles of Peroni from the fridge for the boys. None of the guys seemed to want to sit down, just stand around chatting and watching the pre-match stuff on TV. I wandered back and forth from the kitchen, replenishing the empty bottles, receiving an appreciative slap on my bum or tweak of an exposed nipple.
They seemed very happy with the way the match was going, especially after England scored early on, resulting in a few kisses and hugs for me.
Quarter to on the dot, the doorbell rang, and I went to answer it. It was the pizza guy. He handed over a pile of pizza boxes and a couple of bags of garlic bread. I gave him a handsome tip, but to be honest, he was probably more than happy with me flashing my tits at him!!
I got him to take them into the kitchen and laid the open boxes on the table for the guys to help themselves at halftime. I seemed to spend the whole time running around replacing empty bottles. Soon it was time for the second half, so the guys made their way back to the TV, giving me an opportunity to have a few slices of pizza and a slurp of wine.
A couple of minutes into the second half and England scored another goal. I made my way from guy to guy for a hug and cuddle. A few minutes later, there was another goal; more hugs and slaps on my arse. I was getting to like football!! Not long after, another goal went in. This was turning into quite a night.
That was it: 4-0 and no more goal celebrations. The TV was turned off, and some cool jazz music came out of the speakers. Al called me over and removed my gold belt. Next, he slipped my dress from my shoulders, and it dropped to the floor.
“Kick off your shoes, girl, and kneel.” I knelt in the centre of the room on the cushion that had been placed on the wooden floor for me.
The guys quickly removed their clothes, and a semi-erect cock was presented before me. Knowing what was expected of me, I held it, engorging it with my mouth. I licked and slurped until it had grown nicely in my throat. He was moved aside, and another guy took his place. Again another black cock – in fact, all the guys were black. I teased the new cock until it was primed and ready to go. I worked my way through all six until they were all nice and hard. The guys then surrounded me, and one by one, they wanked their cocks until warm spunk was shooting over my face and chest. When the last one who happened to be Al had finished, I was ordered to scoop it up and feed the cum into my mouth. Like the good girl I am, I greedily swallowed it all up.
“Over the sofa arm, bitch, and spread those legs,” I was ordered. Of course, I did, as one by one, half a dozen black cocks entered my cunt, not stopping until each guy had shot his load. I orgasmed every time. We played all night, me getting fucked every which way.
Quite a night, I must look up when the next England game is on!!
EURO FINAL
The day after Emma’s birthday party was the final of the Euro championships: England v Italy.
Al messaged me, early afternoon, to see if he and a few friends could come over for the footie. How could I say no to their great cocks? I asked the girls what they thought, and naturally, they all wanted to stay for the match too. Mike and his mates also wanted to watch it here.
We decided to go into town to buy some England shirts. Alas, they had sold out!! We looked around for something suitable to wear, and we spotted some men’s workout vests that looked ideal. They looked great, oversized and really loose under the armpit exposing plenty of our breasts. We got back mid-afternoon and lazed around conserving our energy for the nighttime.
I booked a pile of pizzas and garlic bread for halftime and then relaxed on my bed alongside Justy, awaiting our first guests. I told them seven o’clock would be good, so plenty of time for us girls to shower, bathe, and generally tart ourselves up beforehand.
The guys started arriving at just after seven, somewhat surprised by our attire. It’s amazing how completely slutty the younger girls managed to wear their vests, making sure almost all of their attributes were exposed!
All the guys got a hug and a bottle of Peroni each. They then gathered around the TV to watch all the pre-match stuff as we girls remained sitting, chatting on the sofas.
Eight pm and the match kicked off, and within a few minutes, England scored; cue scenes of hugging and kissing. The match moved on to halftime, with not a lot happening as far as I could see.
The doorbell rang, and Chloe and Moll raced to the door to receive our order from the pizza guy. Two hot teenagers showing most of their assets – I’m sure the guy was delighted. The girls took the pizzas to the kitchen, ready for the break. Justy and I served everyone food and more beer then it was time for the second half.
About twenty minutes in, Italy scored. I was the only one who celebrated much to the annoyance of the others. Well, I am Dutch and did live in Rome for a few years. Al shouted at me that I was in for a real hard fuck later. A promise more than a threat, I thought!
The game rolled on to full time, then they had to play another half hour but no more goals.
A penalty shoot-out followed, but they seemed to miss a lot of them. Not what I would expect from guys earning in a week what the average man earns in about five years!
Finally, England missed a couple, and Italy won. I cheered whilst everyone else moaned. More threats of a severe fucking.
Al turned off the TV and played some cool jazz. “Okay, girls, we need you all naked,” Al said.
We let our vests’ tops drop off our shoulders, onto the floor.
“You girls wait over there, Suzz and Justy, go lay over the sofa arm, one each end.” This we did facing each other, and Justy stretched her hands forward to mine. I gripped her tightly, awaiting our fate. Emm and Ell were called over to moisten our cunts with their tongues, and then they returned to the other girls.
I couldn’t see who was about to fuck me, but Mike and his four pals were lining up behind Justy. I gasped as my first cock thrust into me. I looked up, and Mike was entering Justy at the same time. My guy fucked me roughly but so good. Soon I was cumming, as was the guy, and Justy and Mike opposite.
The guy removed his cock, and another took over. At Justy’s end of the sofa, Mike was replaced by Ollie. More intense fucking, since this guy was going like an express train. It was impossible not to orgasm, so I did, and the guy did too. A similar result at the other end with Justy yelling and screaming.
The third guy took over, plunging his cock into my sloppy cunt. Justy meanwhile was about to take John’s cock. Same result: two hollering sluts and a couple of grunting guys.
Next up was a nice thick cock: Dwayne. I recognised it immediately. Justy’s new guy was Jack. Dwayne was attacking my cunt even more powerfully than usual until I was cumming again, long and loud. Same with Justy and Jack.
Last one up now, so I thought. By deduction, I knew it was Al, and so it was – I could tell from his length. Justy meanwhile was finishing with Freddie.
Al was fucking me so hard my arse shook with each thrust. I was nearing orgasm when Al slowed down. I felt a little cheated. Then he sped up again until I was near, and again the bastard slowed. Justy and Fred had finished by now, and Molly was eating out her puss. Al increased his speed again, my buttocks wobbling. Then once again, he slowed, finally speeding up again, and he told me to cum for him. And cum I did, my body shaking.
Al withdrew and told me to sit on the sofa next to Justy. Chloe was told to clean the cum from my overflowing cunt and feed it to me.
Justy and I were replaced by Jane and Steff. Steff got Al and his crew and Jane, Mike’s squad. We sat watching the procession of cocks ploughing into sexy cunts.
After glugging down a bottle of water, I could revert to my chilled wine. Al had asked me to check with the younger girls to see if they were okay with him and his black mates fucking them. Not racial just size really. I did, all really eager not to miss out.
When Jane and Steff had been comprehensively fucked, Al chose Rachael and Nicky to do the honours. It was kind of apt that Rach had the task of cleaning up her boyfriend’s semen from Jane’s cunt.
The two girls gingerly made their way back to our sofa, to be replaced by Ellie and Emma, the birthday girl. Same again: ten fucks, ten orgasms and two happy ladies! Justy and I had the good fortune of being selected to clean them. I of course was assigned to Emma, who was full of my son’s cum!
Now it was the youngsters’ turn, and next up were Chloe and Molly. The guys split up: Jack and Fred joining Al’s team, Dwayne and Clint joining Mike’s.
They started with the white guys until they finally got to Dwayne and Al.
The girls were already hyper from the previous four guys that had fucked them hard. Al and Dwayne both started slowly, and the girls gasped as they took Dwayne’s thick cock and Al’s monster. They gripped each other’s hands even tighter as the boys drove into their pussies, slowly at first then gaining momentum all the time. The girl’s subdued whimpers grew to wild shrieks of pleasure as all four orgasmed.
Ellie and Jane had the pleasure of cleaning up before Moll and Chloe returned to our safe haven on the sofa.
Last two to go were Nicky and Rachael. Same teams: Al with Rach and Dwayne with Nick. Steff snuggled up to me as her daughter took her first cock of the night. My son’s beautiful member.
The guys pounded, and the girls yelled. Two more well fucked eighteen-year-olds. Four more cocks each, and it was all over. Steff naturally was selected for cleaning duties on Nick. Emma was assigned to Rach.
We took a short drinks break then it was upstairs to the bedrooms. Due to numbers, we had to have four to a bed, not that anyone was complaining. I started with Jane and Freddie, and Jack. When I finally woke in the morning after maybe a couple of hours sleep, my bed-sharers were Justy, Al and Dwayne.
Oh, happy days!
