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In a small town in western Texas, Silas Baxter was his high school's quarterback growing up. While he had good skills and led his team to two division championships, he didn't have what college scouts thought was enough to get a college scholarship. While Silas was bummed that his hopes of making it to the NFL were already dashed, he was content with it, knowing as his father's eldest and only son, that he would inherit his father's car mechanic shop, and being from a small town and being an honest shop, they made good money.

The 6'4". 235 lbs white man maintained his tan athletic body working on cars, and already had his own house at age 24, complete with pool, hot tub, extended garage where he could work on some old cars, and man cave for watching all the sports and playing video games he wanted. He dated on and off, but at the current time had no girlfriend.

Silas's love of football extended to watching all of the football games. In high school, he would spend Sundays from dawn until dusk in front of the TV watching NFL games, cheering on his Cowboys, and spending time with his friends. They included:

- Blake Mills, 6'1", 195 lbs black wide receiver
- Garrett Paulson, 5'11" 225 lbs white running back
- Taylor Barnes, 6'3" 285 lbs white offensive lineman
- Bubba Smoltz, 6'2" 205 lbs black cornerback

While Silas stayed local and went to the local community college to get an associate's degree to run his father's business, his other friends got scholarships to go to school and play football, but one by one came back home after finishing college and not making it to the NFL. Blake had the most talent, but blew out his knee twice at Texas Tech and couldn't stay healthy. Garrett and Taylor contributed on the Texas Longhorns, but not enough to be deemed worthy of the NFL. Bubba went to UAB, but when the football program folded, came home and finished his degree at the same community college as Silas.

Currently, Bubba and Blake worked at Silas's auto shop, Bubba as a mechanic, and Blake as the accountant since his knee was still in rehab. Garrett worked for the local electrician and Taylor became an assistant coach at their old high school and taught History. All back together, the guys resume their NFL watching Sundays, although those Sundays now included beer, pool tables, fantasy football, swimming pools, and more beer.

Back in the day, Silas would have to keep his little sister with them while watching football. The little twerp would cause problems, but she always brought another friend with her. This friend of his sister's was a little nerdy, but also had a bit of tomboy in her and love football almost as much as the guys. The guys eventually got use to his sister's friend watching the game with them, but she didn't have the looks that any of the guys paid that much attention to her.

2015, start of a new season, Silas and the boys had drafted their fantasy teams the week before and were ready for the new NFL season. Their fantasy league was one owner short and putting out the ABP for a new owner on Facebook, his sister's old friend had mentioned she was interested in joining, seeing as she was back in town. She couldn't make the draft because she was moving back into town that weekend, so her team was auto drafted, but Silas invited her to join the watch parties again, since she was one of the few girls who knew the difference between pass interference and defensive holding.

Silas and the boys were getting settled in the man cave when he heard the doorbell ring. Realizing it was his sister's friend, Silas went upstairs to answer the front door. But he was not prepared for what was on the other side of it...
 
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Kelly could hardly believe she was back here in Texas. It seemed like so long ago that she had left. She had never thought she'd be back here, but after graduating, she'd been looking for a job, and one of the gas companies had hired her as an accountant. She had hesitated, because in the years she'd been away, she'd changed, from a shy, awkward tomboy to a beautiful, proudly feminine woman. She had never wanted to go back to where people thought of her as just one of the boys.

Fortunately, nobody at the office had been in school her, they were all from out of town. She had settled in comfortably, even started dating a guy she met at one of the new swanky bars that had come in, turning Texas into Hollywood. But when fall came, she remembered how much fun she'd had at her best friend's house, watching football. One night when the gas and oil suits were boring her with their talk of cigars and fine wine, she called the house. To her surprise, Katy's older brother answered.

After a few minutes chitchat, he asked if she wanted to come over and watch the games, and get in on their fantasy football game. She agreed.

She didn't give in much thought until Sunday, when she woke up. She didn't want them to see the old tomboy Kelly that they remembered. She wanted them to see how she had changed, so instead of an old baggy t shirt and sneakers, she wore a tubetop that showed off her DD breasts and a pair of heels. She still wore jeans. She wasn't going to wear a skirt to watch football, but she made sure it was a pair that showed off her ass.

She knocked on the door, having second thoughts as she looked at the trucks in the driveway. She had forgotten that the guys were all pretty much hicks, and was having second thoughts when the door opened.

"Hey Silas," she said. "Remember me?"
 
Standing at the door, Silas was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Kelly was smokin' hot! Silas couldn't help the erection that was forming in his pants, and was trying to find the right words to say that wouldn't immediately have her turn around and leave. "Uhhh... Ummm... Kelly, is that you... You look... Uhhh... different..."
 
Kelly tried not to ruin the effect she was having by grinning, so she stepped in and gave him a one-armed bro-hug. She added a quick peck on the cheek, thinking that might strike the right note between old friend and hot chick.

Back when she had been watching football with Silas and the guys, she had been a tomboy and so quiet that they either forgot she was there or just didn't care. As a result, she had received a close up look at the way guys talk about girls when they're not around. As shocking as it had been, she knew they were good guys. It had been an advantage to her in college and in the workplace, as she never forgot that every man, no matter how kind or gentle, had a horny goat lurking just below the surface.

"I hope it's a change for the better," she said. "Think I can come in?"
 
As Kelly gave him the bro hug, Silas couldn't help but press her close to him, squishing her tits into his body, which put Kelly in proximity to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Uhh... Yeah... You're definitely welcome here..."

Silas then led Kelly through the living room, saying, "Hope you like the new place. I bought it a year ago."

He then led Kelly downstairs to the man cave. The other guys were all talking and watching the pregame show, but all stopped and stared when Kelly came in the room.

Silas stammered again, "Hey guys, you remember Kelly, Katy's friend."

The guys just sat their speechless. Blake, loud mouthed and crass, broke the silence, "Damn, you look so fine. Where was this back in the day, girl?!"
 
She followed Silas down to the basement, and saw the guys arrayed on a couple of sofas and chairs, around a huge TV. They stared at her, and she couldn't help feeling pleased. The whole time she had been here as a kd, they had never once showed any signs of noticing she was a girl. She grinned and was just giving them a wave when Blake blurted out what was actually a fairly sweet compliment, coming from him.

"Back in the day this was usually sitting on the floor about two feet away from your drunk ass, every Sunday," she said, but she was still grinning. They all knew that when she had graduated high school, she was rail thin and as curvy as a pole. She'd just been a late bloomer. "I guess it turns out I needed a little of that cool, Northern air to really grow into it."
 
Blake returned, "Well, whatever it was, you sure are blessed. I mean, you was nice back in the day since you like football, but now, damn!!"

Silas still had enough of his wits about him to say, "Alright, cool it, Blake. Unless you gunna propose to her right now, we got a game to watch." Sitting down in his recliner, Silas turned to Kelly and said, "Sit anywhere you feel comfortable." Blake was sitting on the couch with Garret and Bubba. Being the big guy of the group, Taylor was alone on the love seat and awkwardly shifted to open up the other cushion for Kelly.
 
It wasn't so much that she was unused to it, after all, plenty of guys had noticed her body, but it was so strange coming from Blake, who had never shown any sign of noticing she was a girl before. He had taught her more about sex than anything else, mostly by bragging about it endlessly with the other guys, and she blushed remembering his stories.

"Well, I still like football," she said. "So you can still be nice."

She sat beside Taylor, grateful to be beside him. He was always the quietest. A lot of people thought he was slow, because he was big and didn't say much, but when he did open his mouth, he was almost always right. Still, he was big enough that the loveseat sagged towards him, and she found herself leaning up against him before she shifted and got comfortable.
 
Settling in to watch the first slot of games at Noon, the group bounced around from game to game, as Silas had Sunday Ticket and could watch all of the games and The Cowboys were the late game.

During the first couple of hours, everyone was getting re-acclimated with Kelly and vice versa. The conversation was pretty tame, but as the beer cans started piling up, the conversation would stray raunchy. Taylor being his usual shy self, he tried to give Kelly her space on the love seat, but as he was getting buzzed, he started not caring if his body touched Kelly's. He had his arm on the back of the couch behind Kelly, and the more he drank, the closer he got to Kelly until at one point he had his arm on her shoulders.

Towards the end of the first slate of games, the group had settled on the Packers-Eagles game. Green Bay was in field goal range down 3, 3rd and 7. Being the High School coach he was now, Taylor said during the timeout, "Packers better play it conservative here so they can kick the field goal and send it to overtime."
 
It was great being back with these guys, Kelly thought, as she leaned back comfortably on Taylor's arm. There was none of the B.S. she had gotten used to with her other friends. They just talked without any agenda, with a little simple, good-natured teasing, beer and of course, football. Always football.

Green Bay was down, and she was annoyed. She'd had high hopes for her Packers, and they weren't having a good game. They were coming close to scoring range, but there wasn't much time. A couple of plays at best. Somewhere, deep down, she knew Taylor was right, the smart thing was to get the field goal, put the game into overtime, and go from there. The only thing was.

"They're going to go long," she said. "Half their defensive line was limping after that last drive. If they don't want those guys to get steamrolled again, they have to sew it up now." She was so sure. Yeah, Taylor had played football in college, and yeah, he coached now, but that didn't mean he knew everything. How many beers had she had? Enough that the room was swaying.

"They're going to throw long and win with a touchdown. No overtime." Her voice was adamant with beery authority. "I'll bet whatever you want."
 
Taylor looked over to Silas and said, "Hey, pause it. I gotta think about this."

While Taylor was still buzzed, he still had enough of his wits to know the opportunity that was before him. A beautiful girl was sitting next to him, letting him touch her, and offering a bet for whatever. He thought for a few seconds before turning to Silas again. "Who do the Cowboys play?"

Silas replied, "Redskins."

Taylor laughed, "Hah, they have no defense." He then turned to Kelly, "Okay. If Green Bay wins with a touchdown in regulation, I'll give you $1000. But, if ANY OTHER OUTCOME occurs, during the Cowboys game, for every three points the Cowboys acquire, you have to do whatever I ask of you, no restrictions." He stopped thinking that was it, and then decided to put out his own bold bet. "AND! I'll even throw in my own bold bet. If the Cowboys score over 40 points against the Redskins, you have to come home with me tonight."
 
"I'm not going home with you on a bet!" Kelly laughed. It was the most ridiculous thing she'd ever heard. She shoved him playfully, shaking her head. "You're not even putting anything on the table."

Then she looked at the guys, who were all staring at her. She couldn't help feeling a little turned on by the attention. She also couldn't help thinking they were a little disappointed she wasn't taking the bets. It wasn't like she really needed the money, but she knew Taylor was putting a lot out there. And it wasn't like Blake would be giving the orders.

"OK," she said, slowly. "I get a thousand if Green Bay scores a touchdown in regulation," she said. "And if they don't, you get to give me one order for every three points the Cowboys score." The guys nodded, and she grinned. She liked making them smile. She liked the attention. She realized she even liked the thought that Taylor wanted to take her home. Looking at him, she thought, if he had walked her out and kissed her, she probably would go home with him. Doing it on a bet made it seem so much sleazier. But these guys knew her. They wouldn't judge her like that. She took a deep breath.

"And, Coach Taylor, Mister Bigshot, I'll go home with you if the Cowboys score 40 points and they win by 20 points. But if anything else happens, you owe me five thousand dollars." She was acting playful, but her heart was pounding. She was sure he wouldn't take it. As a school teacher, that was like a month's salary. Everyone knew the Cowboys were going to win, but 20 points was long odds, and the Redskins had a decent offense. But if he did take it, and if somehow he won, she'd have to go home with him. She blushed a dark red.

She held her hand out, and looked at the other three. Then she looked at Blake. "You in or out?"
 
Taylor was sitting there for a minute digesting what Kelly was saying. Normally being shy around women and being the nice guy, he was already feeling guilty about making his bet. He always thought Kelly was nice, even back in the day when she wasn't as attractive, but he never let on that he had a mild infatuation with her.

Taylor had the money. He had been saving up to buy his own house, but this would obviously set him back quite a bit, but for a chance to have this beautiful creature in bed with him, he wasn't sure.

Looking back over to the guys, he wasn't sure what to do with this. Blake immediately looked at him and said, "Dude, if you ain't taking that bet, I'm certainly gonna. Haven't had some white pussy in a long while." Silas and Bubba sat quietly.

Garrett and Taylor were close buds, and Garrett was always pushing Taylor to have more confidence. He wasn't going to say anything, but seeing Taylor hesitate, he prodded him, "C'mon Taylor, you gonna blow your one chance at getting to go home with you. You think if you chicken out, she's gonna wanna go home with a scaredy cat like you." It was harsh, but Garrett knew it was what Taylor needed to here.

Taylor got mad at Garrett, but implicitly knew what he was saying. He said "Fuck it." and turned around and grabbed Kelly's hand. "Deal! Let's see what happens."

Slias unpaused the game and fast forwarded through the commercials. Green Bay as predicted ran it to the hash where the kicker liked it and intentionally went down. Green Bay made the field goal, sending it to overtime. Philly had the ball to start overtime, but after driving a bit, the quarterback was sacked, fumbled, and Green Bay's defense ran it back for a touchdown.

After everyone calmed down from the excitement, Taylor looked over to Kelly and said, "Well, congrats on the win, but you're under my command for the Cowboys game." Slias changed the channel where the Cowboys had their opening drive and scored a touchdown, 7-0 11:35 1st. Taylor then turned to Kelly and said, "Well, well, I already have two requests in my pocket. Let's start this off right. First request, jeans off. Let's see that nice ass of yours. Then, how about you sit on Daddy's lap and give me a proper kiss, since we're going to be close for this game."
 
Kelly was starting to regret offering Taylor the bet when he didn't immediately refuse, and when Blake chimed in, offering to take the bet, she panicked. Taylor was a decent guy, he wouldn't expect her to fuck him over a silly bet. She was pretty sure, but there was no doubt that Blake would. He wouldn't just want to fuck her, though, he'd brag about it. He'd never, ever let her live it down.

So she was actually relieved when Taylor said he'd take it. They shook on it, each of them staring down the other, but in a friendly way. She gave a nervous little laugh and sank back in the couch. No, she wasn't going to take his five grand. She wasn't trying to fuck with his life, she'd just been trying to bluff him. No, she'd tease him, and then she'd let him off the hook. She smiled, and then Silas hit play.

"What?" she said. "Are you fucking kidding me? No!"

They ran. They hit their field goal, the game went into overtime. Well, she thought, at least it was Taylor. He wasn't going to be too bad. She gave him a hopeful smile. He was a gentleman. Or he had been a few years back. At least Green Bay won, finally, and they switched over to the Cowboys game, only to find they were already up by seven.

And that's when she discovered what a gentleman Taylor really was. She stared, shocked, when he gave his orders. Did he really expect her to take off her jeans? He did. There was no question about the look in his eyes, and she felt a little shiver go through her. Blake probably would have taken in easier on her, at least at first.

"You turned into a real asshole," she said, as she stood up, but she was still smiling. As bad as it was, she couldn't help being turned on. She'd grown up being ignored by these guys, and now they were all staring at her, mouths hanging open. Taylor might be giving the orders, but the attention was all on her. She kicked off her high heels, lost her balance, and steadied herself on the wall.

She leaned back against the wall then, balancing herself with her hips thrust forward, and she unbuttoned her jeans, revealing a little glimpse of her silver thong. She giggled and turned her back, sliding the jeans down, wiggling her ass. The game was forgotten for the moment, and she bent down low to pull her jeans down. When she stepped out of them, she turned back, and they all saw the blue star on the front of her thong.

"Hey, I'm rooting for them, too," she said. She slid into Taylor's lap, sitting across it instead of straddling him. She slid an arm around his neck and pressed her lips to hers. She couldn't help thinking he was still in good shape. A little softer maybe than when he was 18, but that was to be expected. In fact, she thought, maybe it wouldn't be so bad if he won the bet. Her tongue slipped into his mouth.
 
Taylor felt really guilty when Kelly called him an asshole. He knew what he did was sleazy, but he thought she knew what she was getting into when she made such an illogical deal. He figured she was wanting to have some fun of this kind when making the bet.

The guys watched as Kelly took off her jeans, and watched her thong covered ass shake and move as she bent over. Taylor was enjoying the show, but still felt guilty at what Kelly said, but when Kelly sat in his lap and she kissed him, his guilty feeling went away for a moment. The other guys then watched as she then straddled Taylor and made out with him, with Taylor putting his hands on Kelly's ass.

After the kiss, Taylor needed to go to the bathroom, but right as he was about to leave, the Redskins threw a pick 6, but the Cowboys missed the extra point, making it 13-0 5:21 1st. Taylor stood up announcing he'd be right back. He went to the bathroom, trying to pee as best he could, but it was difficult with the raging hard on he had.

While Taylor was away, Blake couldn't help himself and shoot off at the mouth again. "Girl, that's a nice ass. How about you give me a kiss too?"

Bubba spoke up and said, "Shut your fucking mouth, wise ass. We're lucky Kelly hasn't already run out because of your mouth or Taylor's new found confidence. Don't ruin the pleasurable company for the rest of us."
 
When Taylor stood up, he was in a bit of a hurry, and he dumped Kelly onto her ass. At least she was on the loveseat instead of the floor, but she was sprawled out awkwardly, and she was out of breath from the kiss. It had gone on a bit longer than it probably should have, and she blushed dark as she sat up, knees together, as much like a nice girl as she could manage in the circumstances. Not to mention her head was spinning from all the beer.

She heard Blake making another crude, smartass remark, and before she could reply, Bubba jumped in, fiercely defending her. She grinned, but she reached out to put a hand on Bubba' shoulder. Except, she was drunker than she thought and she slipped off the loveseat and ended up on her knees, her outstretched hand on his knee. She lost it, and for a long moment, she was on her hands and knees, laughing.

"Thank you Bubba," she said, sitting back on her heels, and then slowly crawling back onto the loveseat. "You're so sweet, but you know Blake's just being Blake. He thinks he's a player, and he just doesn't like the idea of sitting there holding his dick all night." Booze was making her cocky, and she realized that Bubba and Silas were in the same boat Blake was. It hardly seemed fair to them, when they were being so sweet about everything.

"Of course," she said, more to herself than to them. "Just cause I have to do what Taylor says, doesn't mean I can't do anything else, if I feel like it." Her eyes turned to Bubba as she finished, and she shrugged her shoulders. She bit her lip. She was acting like a total slut, she realized. The funny thing was, she was having so much fun.
 
Bubba watched as Kelly fell off the couch. All the guys could she was drunk as a skunk, but knowing that Taylor was the least self confident, they didn't want to take advantage of Kelly themselves, knowing that Taylor would see it as encroaching on his territory. Even Blake, who had no filter had some respect that Taylor was at some point going to get his cock in Kelly's pussy at the rate she was going, and figured better to let him have his moment than ruin the friendship. Although all of the guys had their cocks getting hard and was hoping Taylor would turn her loose on the rest of the guys and get their own relief.

Taylor returned to the room with an old jersey in his hand. Sitting back down on the loveseat next to Kelly, putting his arm around her again, and placing the jersey on the floor next to the loveseat. Looking at the TV, the first quarter was just ending with Dallas driving, still 13-0. Looking over to the guys to see their general mood, and said to them, "We still planning on ordering pizza at halftime?" Once everyone nodded, he turned to Kelly and said, "Okay, I have two commands to use then. I think I'll use one now." He grabbed the jersey and tossed it to Kelly. "This is my old game worn Texas jersey that I keep around in my truck if I need some jersey to play in. I want you to wear this... and only this. You get to choose whether you change in another room or in front of the guys, but I'm sure they'd like to see a striptease during the end of quarter break."
 
Kelly caught the jersey as he tossed it to her and then she had to stop to make her mind remember what he had just said. Something about pizza, and changing in the other room. She stood up, frowning. Oh. He wanted her to wear the jersey. She bit her lip, and the room spun around her. She was hammered, she realized. Too hammered to think straight. But she had to pee. She wasn't sure how many beers she'd drunk but it had been a lot.

She zigzagged as she headed to the bathroom, giggling as she realized she could barely walk. She closed the door behind her, and went. Then she remembered she was supposed to change, so she slipped her panties off and unzipped her tube top while she was sitting on the toilet. She cleaned herself carefully, and shivered with pleasure at the touch. She wasn't just drunk. She was horny as hell. She'd better be careful, she thought. There were four horny guys out there just waiting for the chance to jump her. Or at least Blake was. She pulled the jersey on and stood up. It hung just far enough that her pussy was covered.

She zigzagged back to the loveseat and sat herself carefully on the arm. Then she let herself fall back across Taylor's lap. With her feet up, her pussy was exposed, smoothly shaved, with her pink lips puffing out, glistening.

"You got one more, right?" she said, though what came out was more like yuhgahwummoriy?
 
Taylor sat there and watched as Kelly bumbled and stumbled around, coming out of the bathroom wearing his jersey. When she fell into his lap and he saw her glistening pussy, his rock hard cock jumped in his pants. He looked up and saw that Dallas had just scored another TD and was up 20-0, but all he could think about was the drunk girl on his lap with her pussy open to his view.

Looking around at the guys, Taylor wasn't sure how to progress. He had this whole system of commands for Kelly to preform as the game when on, but at the rate Kelly was trashed, she was going to be passed out before he intended to use his commands to suck their cocks. They guys clearly were restless, no doubt having boners as hard as his.

Taylor decided it was now or never, given Kelly's current state.

He turned to Silas and said, "Why don't you order the pizza now? This game is a blowout, and I think we all have something else on our minds right now."

He turned to Kelly and placed his hand on Kelly's pussy, rubbing her clit. He pushed his finger into Kelly's scalding hot pussy. After wiggling it around in her, he pulled it out and sucked on it, tasting her juices.

He looked at Kelly on his lap and said, "Suck my cock."
 
Kelly tried to watch the game, but there wasn't much point. The Redskins were playing like they didn't care, and the Cowboys were growing more aggressive and confident with every drive. Then Taylor's hand was on her pussy, and she gasped. She pushed it up, and his fingers slipped into her easily. She felt herself clenching down on it, heard herself moan with excitement, and her hips pumped up and down.

Then he told her to suck his cock, and she giggled. She meant to just turn over and kneel beside him on the loveseat, but she was drunk enough that she fell on the floor at his feet. Still giggling, she pulled herself up, and knelt in front of him. She balanced herself on his thighs and opened his jeans. His cock was hard already, and she grinned at him as she leaned forward.

There was a roar from the TV, and she turned to look. The Redskins had intercepted a pass, running it back to the Cowboys 40 .. 30 ... 20... and then he was taken down. She shook her head in disgust. There was something hot in her hand, and she looked. A cock. She looked up and saw Taylor. Then she remembered the bet. She looked over at the other three who were sitting on the couch, staring at her, and she blushed.

"Oh my God, you're such an asshole," she whispered to Taylor, but her lips were brushing against the tip of his cock as she said it, and a moment later she was sliding them over the head, moaning eagerly at the meaty taste. She started moving her head up and down, taking his cock deeper with each stroke. When he pressed against the back of her throat, she kept going, taking him easily.
 
Taylor let out a moan as Kelly's lips engulfed his cock. He wasn't sure if Kelly hated him at the point, but he didn't care with the blowjob he was getting.

Taylor lost focus on the game while Kelly attended to him. During that time, the Cowboys got another pick 6, so it was 28-0 at that point. The other guys noticed what was going on, but was paying attention to the action taking place on the love seat. The way Kelly was kneeling, her ass and pussy were showing underneath Taylor's jersey.

Having the best view of it on the floor, Blake wasted no time in unzipping his pants and pulling out his big, black, uncircumcised cock. He was about to stand up to go stand over Kelly when Silas shooed him off, whispering, "Let Taylor have first dibs, I'm sure we'll all get a turn."

Taylor could hear just enough to give a silent thumbs up. Blake then sat back down on the floor and masturbated himself, running his foreskin back and forth on his cock. Silas made a phone call gesture, insinuating he was going to go get the pizza. Garrett and Bubba followed suit with Blake, opening up their pants and stroking their cocks.
 
Kelly knew she was drunk, but she didn't feel out of control. She was sucking cock. She liked to suck cock when she had a few drinks in her. It made her incredibly horny. Her eyelids fluttered open and she looked up. Taylor. She was sucking Taylor's cock. She blushed. The truth was that she had had a little crush on Taylor, back when they were both in school. Before she had ever given any guy a blowjob. She gave a happy gurgle and slid him all the way, relaxing her throat so she could get her lips all the way down to the root.

The game was on, and then she heard someone standing up. She turned her head, and her eyes nearly popped out of her head. Blake Mills, Garrett Paulson and Bubba Smoltz were all sitting there jerking off, watching her. She felt her face blaze with humiliation. She had never done anything close to this. She remembered making some stupid bet, but how had that turned into ... well, not a gang bang, but pretty close. She was practically naked, and it looked like the other guys were waiting their turn.

She knew things had gotten way out of control. She should get up, and get out of there before it got any worse. She pulled back and let Taylor's cock slip out of her mouth. It was nice and long, gleaming with spit, and hard as a rock. She stroked it in her fist a few times and tried to think as the room reeled around her.

She didn't want to leave. She didn't want to stop sucking Taylor's cock. The other three... she'd had crushes on all the guys at one time or another. Now it seemed like they'd finally noticed her. She slid Taylor back into her mouth with a sigh. What did it matter if they watched? They wouldn't tell anyone, and nobody would believe them if they did. She had no idea where the rest of her clothes were, anyway.
 
Taylor wanted to fuck Kelly. Even if he lost the bet, he knew Kelly would be too drunk to object to him taking her home. But that didn't stop him from wanting to fuck Kelly now. He was summing up the courage to force Kelly onto the loveseat and fuck her pussy.

But as he was about to stand up and claim Kelly's pussy, he realized he was so close to cumming. The blowjob Kelly was giving him had him at the point of no return, and his desire to fuck was being outweighed by his desire to cum. He didn't know if Kelly was on the pill, but he knew as soon as he entered her pussy, he'd probably immediately explode into her.

Standing up, Taylor started jacking himself off furiously in one hand while he grabbed his jersey on Kelly and pulled it off of her, leaving her naked in front of him.

Taylor grabbed Kelly's hair and put her face right below his cock as he pumped it furiously in his other hand. Taylor didn't say anything, just focused on him impending orgasm. He closed his eyes, shouted "Oh fuck!!" and exploded, ejecting rope after rope of his cum onto her face.

Having covered Kelly's face in his cum, Taylor collapsed back onto the loveseat, exhausted. Looking at the other guys and said, "Since I made the bet, I'm the only one who gets her pussy. But she's all yours for blowjobs."

Being the closest, Bubba stood up and got out of his pants, leaving his shirt on. He walked up to where Kelly was kneeling and guided her back to the couch where Garrett was sitting. He sat back down in the middle seat and plunged his black cock into Kelly's open mouth.
 
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