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Soccer Moms surprise
Another long story, sorry, if you have time to read, please do.
As I have found out from my other stories some of you like to know what I look like as you read, it helps the story along, or so I am told.
Password for the album called, “Just having a drink or two” and is apt for the story is, Tina2.
I am Mrs Tina Jones age 51, a very happily married mother of two.
Our two sons are now 18 and 21, both are very different, 18 year old is quiet and very rarely goes out and is happy to stay home with his phone and his game consoles, while our 21 year old is into sport, lots of different sports, his favourite being football, (Soccer to all the great people of the U S of A).
From the age of 11 he would play for one local Saturday and Sunday League team or another as he grew older, my husband and myself would always be there for him and before we new it we became more and more involved in the team our son was with and by the time he was 16 he began to play with an under 21 team called Farnworth Villa, my husband would help the manager and I would do the simple things like washing the kit, making sure we were stocked up with food and drinks and help with transport and so on. Through all the time my son was playing in the team from the age of 18 to 21 they never won anything in fact the first couple of seasons they were dare I say it, very poor but the last season my son was playing they did quite well and finished 3rd.
He could have stayed on for a another season but he had just found work and moved a few miles away so had to give it up, but my husband and myself stayed on as the team became part of our every day life, and it gave me something to do as I have not worked since I had my sons.
Just as the new season started my husband became ill, will not go into the detail other than he found he could hardly leave the house and as the team were doing so well I felt that I could not let the team down or upset the rhythm of the club by leaving suddenly, I decided to stay for this last season and give them time to find another person or mother to take on my roll and with encouragement from my husband I stayed on.
As the season went on they were doing so well we thought and dreamed that maybe this was our year and each week I would tell my husband all the details of each game, it was a happy distraction from the worry of my husband’s illness for both my husband and me.
It was in the middle of the summer Holidays, we were top of the League with two games left and we only needed one more victory to win the title, our next game was on Saturday, 1pm kick off, and it was against the bottom club that had not won one game all season, in fact I think their best result was losing 6 or 7-0.
We now new that we would almost certainly win it this year but I still had the nerves and butterflies on the day, I was very emotional too.
There were a few of fathers and a couple of mothers there to watch.
Needless to say we won the game very easily and was celebrated on the pitch at the end with the Trophy being handed around to all with some drinking beer or Champagne from it, I must say I was surprised at how small the trophy was, not like the big ones you normally see handed out to winners, I think I could fit it in my handbag it was that small.
The team eventually went into the very small dingy changing rooms while the manager and one of the fathers were busy un-pegging the nets, collecting the corner flags and tidying up the pitch, it was just after 3pm.
A couple of the mothers and fathers went to their cars and waited for their sons.
I was outside the changing room waiting for to do my duties with the team when my phone went off; it was a father of one of the players, saying he needed to talk to his son urgently but that he was not answering his phone, with no one to ask I went in, talking loudly as I went so everyone new I was coming in.
I put my hand up to cover my eyes but needed to see where I was going, then I saw a cock, it was bouncing from side to side as he towelled that area, the first adult cock other than my husbands that I had seen, I quickly covered my eyes again, and again I needed to look up and asked where Gavin was, no one would take the phone from me and I was told he was over by the showers, I walked on seeing another cock swaying from side to side and quickly looked away and looked up at the ceiling, hearing a few cheers and laughter as I went, brushing past two lads, their cocks almost touching the side of my legs, I looked down at their cocks so I could avoid brushing against them and turned my body to fit through them.
I noticed that none of them seemed shy in letting others see their cock let alone me; it must be that they were use to each other changing and showering after games.
I found Gavin and handed him my phone, as I placed it in his hand I looked down and saw his cock, no pubic hair, his cock was thin and long and semi erect, and I noticed his balls hung low, lower than I have ever known my husbands too, it must have been the warm day and the humidity in the changing room, I must have only looked at it for a second but I took all that in.
I was getting strange nervous feelings in me; my mouth was dry and I found it hard to swallow, I could hardly speak as I asked him to bring me my phone when he had finished with it.
I turned and started to walk out only for two lads to block my way before handing me the trophy saying that I had not had chance to hold it and that I was part of the team.
Someone shouted they wanted to take a picture and I was pushed down onto a low bench, 3 or 4 lads stood in front of me with their phones talking pictures, I was frozen in shock with a fake nervous smile on my face as they took turns taking pictures of me holding the trophy, I had a lad either side on me and they each had a hand on one of my shoulders and new that their cocks were only an inch away from the cheeks on my face, they swapped with some of the others with more pictures being taken, I still had that crazy smile on my face but made sure I kept looking straight ahead, it only lasted about 2 bahis firmaları minutes, Gavin was the last to take some pictures using my own phone before handing it to me, I got out of there as fast as I could, feeling week at the knees and with heavy breathing, I found myself somewhere outside to sit down and catch my breath.
The next half an hour was a blur, and I was only distracted from my thoughts when I got home just after 4pm and my husband asked all about the game.
It had been a fantastic day other than seeing all of those cocks, and I just could not stop thinking about them, so much that I started to get the early feelings of arousal, I made an excuse to my husband and went into the kitchen, it was nearly 5pm and I needed a drink, I got a bottle of Red wine out of the fridge and poured myself a glass, I don’t usually drink at this time, if I did it was with a meal on a Sunday afternoon.
I was sat at the table thinking about their cocks, I finished of that glass of wine and poured another, still thinking about all of those cocks I had seen when I looked at my phone on the table next to me, I remembered some pictures had been taken with it, I picked it up and opened the Gallery of photos, sure enough, there I was sitting there with a cock either side of me, I quickly flicked through the pictures, there was 5 of them, the first two were the same lads cocks but in each of the other 3 there were new different cocks.
I locked the phone and thought about my husband, what would he say or do if he seen them, I decided to delete them, as that thought entered my head my husband called me asking for a cup of tea, I went and made him one and left him watching his sports channel on TV.
I went back into the kitchen and finished off another glass of wine, I was feeling light headed and flushed, it was nearly 6pm and still very sunny outside.
I decided to look at the pictures one more time before deleting them; I went up stairs to my bedroom and lay down on the bed.
I opened the Gallery of pictures on my phone and looked at them again, after going through them a few times I started to zoom in on each one, I placed a thumb and finger on the picture and moved them apart, each time focusing on each cock, zooming in as far as I could until their cock filled my screen, they looked so clean and beautiful, I never thought cocks could look so wonderful, not like my husband wrinkled and shrivelled hairy thing.
I moved my hand down and lifted my skirt, placing my hand inside my knickers I stated to masturbate looking at these cocks, imagining me being there again, what would happen, would they get me to hold their cocks, to move my hand up and down their shaft, stroking them, would they get me to suck their cocks, something I had only done for my husband a couple of times and didn’t really like doing.
I put my phone down beside me and closed my eyes still giving myself a slow gentle rub, the phone beeped as if I had just got a message, I stopped touching myself and opened the phone, I had been sent something from Andy, one of the players, I opened it, it was a picture of me just like the ones I had on my phone, there were 5 cocks in the picture, he sent another one similar, a minute or so later, I was sent a picture from Terry , another lad, he also sent two pictures, and then a 3rd person sent me a couple.
Finally I got a written message from Andy, asking me to come to his house, saying they are having a party and they all insisted that I join them, of course I said, “No thank you, and that I wanted to stay in with my husband”.
I got the same message a couple of more times but still refused saying that they did not want to be the old biddy there and they should enjoy themselves.
Again he asked, saying that his father and his friend were there and that I would not be the only old person there, well he didn’t need to say it quite like that I thought.
It went quiet for a few minutes and then every so often my phone would beep and another picture would be sent.
Every so often I got the same message, urging me to come; I started to ignore the messages and started to look at all the pictures they had sent me.
I quickly nipped down stairs and had the last of the wine, it was nearly 7pm.
I went back up stairs after a quick chat with my husband, I am sure he could tell I was a little flustered but did not say anything.
I was looking at the pictures I had been sent when I noticed in one that it looked like I was looking directly at a cock, I zoomed in, OMG I thought, I was, my head was not turned fully but you could see my eyes looking at a cock right beside me, I could not remember even looking at any cock like that, I always tried to look away but it was difficult with so many cocks on display, I started to concentrate on me and my reaction in the pictures, out of all the pictures there was at least 3 where I am openly looking at a cock very close to me.
I felt a shiver go through me and I started to get aroused again, still looking at the pictures I noticed Matt, he was the shortest of all the lads, with a very small build, he was standing next to me, I zoomed in on his cock, it was small and shrivelled, his balls were twice as big as his cock but it was so clean and you could tell he had shaved that area.
I scrolled up to my face, I was looking straight ahead, I moved the picture up to him, he was looking down at me, in fact he was looking down my top at my cleavage, again a shiver went through me, I looked at the second picture he was in standing next to me, he was still looking down my top but this time he was pointing at my breasts and the lad next to him had a big grin on his face but was also looking down at my cleavage.
I had never felt like this in my entire life…so excited, flushed, happy and aroused, it must have been the combination of the great day we had winning the League, seeing all those cocks, all the wine I had and looking at these pictures of me next to all these young cocks, me, a fat stupid 51 year old lump.
I thought, other than my husband, who the hell would find me remotely attractive.
The phone perabet beeped again, it was still only 7.20pm, and again the message was for me to come round, they had bought me some wine and flowers specially for me and I just had to come round it said.
I had already had too much wine and didn’t want anymore but as they had gone out of their way to buy me flowers, something I never even get from my husband I replied that I would pop round but only for half an hour.
The only reply I got was a thumb’s up. I had a word with my husband explaining that they had bought me flowers and were having a little party, he was all for me going, and that I deserved a break from him, even if it was for half an hour or so. I couldn’t go round wearing the same clothes I had worn all day so I rushed up stairs and quickly picked out a black skirt and a nice summers blouse that actually shows off more cleavage than the one I had on, I felt nervous putting this one on, I only bought this top as my husband was with me and said he loved it.
I popped my head round the living room door asking my husband if he needed anything, he said he was okay as he had a bottle of water and the remote next to him and with a smile I left saying I would not be long.
The house was only a couple of streets away and I had been there a couple of times already.
There was a couple of lads at the front door smoking, I said hello and walked in, most if not all the team were there, the house was quite crowded as I walked through one room to the kitchen which was also full of people, saying, “Hi and hello” to most of them, I was offered a glass of wine, I took it without thinking and was offered a chair to sit on, it became clear that there was no women or girls there, I immediately had a couple of lads stand next to me and I pointed out the lack of females, and was told it was a lads party, I never questioned it further, I soon became aware that they were looking down my top and I am sure they had a good view from where they were standing.
After the last couple of months we have had I was feeling extremely happy.
I started to get the early signs of arousal building up again and started to think back to earlier in the day when most of them had their cocks out, I turned to my right side slightly and looked at the crotch as discreetly as I could of the lad standing next to me, remembering what his cock looked like.
Then I turned to my left and did the same, I had this overwhelming urge to see their cocks again, I wanted them to take pictures with their cocks next to me, lots of cocks, I thought I was going crazy with all the thoughts I was having.
Then a lad started talking about earlier today, and about me being in the changing room with them when they were all naked, I smiled and then blushed like a little girl.
One mentioned about having pictures on his phone and quickly opened it up, another did the same and they both brought their phones over to me and started to show me the pictures, most of which I had already seen.
The lad standing next to me spoke up, saying that I had seen all of them naked and felt it was only fair they got to see a little bit of me, and looking down at my chest he pulled my blouse away from my body and the 3 lads standing close to me looked down at my breasts in my purple bra, I giggled a little and took his hand off the front of my blouse.
I then heard cries of “Ah, go on Mrs Jones, just a little, show us a bit of those fantastic breasts”.
After a little more encouragement I pulled my blouse down and learned forward and shook my body making my breasts move from side to side, I have no idea what had come over me to do that, I was acting crazy.
And when someone shouted that some of them had missed it, I did it again.
I made myself decent again and the lad standing to my left started to comment on my breasts, saying how great they were, he reached down and grabbed my breast, squeezing it a little, I again gave a little smile and moved his hand away, the lad on my right was Matt, the smallest lad in the team and he too then reached down and held my breast, this time I just looked at him but did not stop him, seeing this the other lad then took hold of my other breast again and I now had a lad either side feeling my breasts.
Another lad then said he wanted to take a picture, asking us to look at the camera and smile, he took the picture and then said that he would send me the picture later, and that for some reason excited me.
My blouse was pulled off my shoulders and down to my lap, and then they continued to feel my breasts through my bra.
More pictures being taken, I did not care, I never had a thought about it.
I felt the small Matt pushing his crotch against my arm, knowing that he was making himself hard, the lad on the other side was rubbing himself through his shorts saying that I was making him hard.
Someone asked him to take it out, I must have looked a little shocked at that as he then said that it was okay, he just wanted a couple of pictures of me just like I was before.
At that I felt a little more at ease, and I thought, what harm can it do? And that I really wanted to be sent some more pictures of their beautiful cocks again.
The lad pulled his shorts down and his cock sprang up and bounced a little.
I turned and looked at it for a second and with a small smile I turned back to face my front having my picture take by few lads.
Matt then pulled his cock out; it was almost erect too, but still small.
I was then asked to take hold of a cock, I was reluctant and I shown it but I did not answer.
I was asked again with the lad saying, “Go on Mrs Jones, it has been a great day and it is just a little fun, he was right, it had been a great day and I felt wonderful getting all this attention from all these lads.
Looking reluctant I turned and took hold of his cock, turning back I gave an awkward smile as another picture was taken.
Matt took my other hand and placed it around his small cock as I was asked to look at one cock and then the other.
I was then instructed to turn to the bigger cock and open my mouth as if perabet giriş was about to place it in there, after a bit more encouragement I did, then to put my tongue out, I did. The next instruction was to place the tip of his cock on my tongue and again I hesitated, with more words from someone saying that it would be a great picture, I had to agree as I had already imagined what it might look like earlier in the day.
And so I did just that, a picture was taken with the tip of his cock touching my tongue.
With shouts of “Put it in you’re mouth”, I did that without hesitation.
With the head of his cock in my mouth I stayed very still as some took pictures, and again with the hope that I would soon be sent these pictures.
I was asked to put Matt’s cock in my mouth, so I turned towards him and placed his small cock in my mouth.
Again I stayed still for a few seconds so a few pictures could be taken.
I took his cock out of my mouth and without any encouragement from the others I turned back to the other cock and started to lick around the head before taking it back into my mouth, I started to slide my lips up and down his cock and then I turned back to Matt’s and did the same.
I felt hands on my bare breasts, I had not even noticed that my bra had been undone and taken off.
Matt was replaced by another lad, I could not remember his name but new he was our new goalkeeper, he was chubby, maybe fat like myself, his cock was very tiny, smaller than Matt’s and it was a struggle to get it in my mouth at first and it took a minute to get hard.
And that is what happened for the next few minutes, every so often a lad brave enough would offer me his cock to be sucked, making them feel good was making me feel very happy.
All of a sudden I was helped up and walked into the middle of the room, no words spoken at all, and I did not say a word, I was helped to the floor, still not a word uttered as my skirt and then my knickers were removed, my knees were then bent and moved apart.
I looked up, I was surrounded by lads faces, all looking or trying to get a look at me, just for a second, no one was touching me, they were all taking in my naked body, my saggy breasts, my big stomach and my hairy pussy.
Then Matt got down beside me and took hold of a breast and started sucking on it, another lad then got down and started sucking on my other breast, I did not know his name, but new his face, I new most of their faces but not all their names.
I felt my thighs being touched and a shiver went through me, with my knees parted and my legs apart I felt someone touch my pussy, parting my lips he started to rub up and down my slit, finding my clit first time he rubbed up and down a few times but then he started to miss until he inserted a finger or two inside me and started to finger fuck me, if I am honest I was not really enjoying that, then I felt a tongue on my pussy, licking all the way up and all the way down, I have no idea if it was the same lad or who the hell it was, but it felt good.
I was enjoying that moment, moving my bottom of the ground and wriggling around when it went a little dark, I opened my eyes to see a cock getting closer to my face; I simply opened my mouth and let it in.
The licking on my pussy stopped as did the sucking on my breasts, I pulled the cock out of my mouth to see a lad between my legs, before I had time to say yes or no, he pushed into me and started to fuck me, I started to move my hand up and down the cock I had hold of and another cock was placed in my other hand.
I was looking directly into the eyes of the lad fucking me when I noticed a tap on his shoulder, he slowed down and then stopped and climbed off me to my frustration, another lad then got between my legs and with a couple of jabs he entered me also.
A few minutes later, another tap on his shoulder and another lad got between my wide open legs, it was Matt, the small lad, he struggled a little like the last lad to enter me, he got there in the end and I could just about feel his cock, it got harder as he fucked me and he leaned down to my face, continuing to fuck me, he said, “Thank you Mrs Jones, this is my first time”, he thrust hard and came inside me.
I am sure I could hear a couple of moans from the others as he did.
He climbed off me and it was a bit of a blur for a minute or so, I was exhausted and after all that wine earlier I must have nodded of for a little bit.
I must have been lying there in the middle of the room naked while all these lads continued with their party, drinking and smoking, music playing.
I woke up to the feel of a lad getting between my legs again, my fourth lad about to fuck me, as I felt him finally push into me I focused my eyes, it was Ryan, my sons friend, one of his friends I did not like, it was too late, he was fucking me, I looked at his face, he looked angry, as if he was snarling, or maybe he was just determined in what he was doing, I was not sure, he stopped suddenly, as he climbed off me he said, “That will do”, and with a big smile on his face he tapped another lad on the shoulder, telling him to have a go.
He was black, I mean he was really black, I was in some sort of shock, I don’t know, it all happened quickly, he was on top of me and then he was inside me, no slow build up, he just started fucking me really fast, I could just about hear Ryan saying some words of encouragement and then laughing, I don’t know how or why but this vigorous and fast fucking was getting me close to orgasm, the lad came inside me and I came at the same time, the first time that has happened in my life.
When I come, that’s it, I am done, I don’t know how I found the energy, but I got up and with a struggle I found most of my clothes, blouse, skirt, shoes and bra, but no knickers, I left with a slow walk, no one, not any of them offered to see me home safely, and no one even said goodbye or goodnight to me.
It was past midnight when I got home, my husband was still up watching a film, he just said, “How was it”, he didn’t even look over his shoulders at me as I made my way to the bathroom.
Needless to say, in the coming days and weeks I would be sent a picture of that night, at first I was feeling guilty, scared of what I had done, after a few weeks I came to accept it for what it was, a stupid crazy night, one I do not want to repeat.
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