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Charlotte left early because she was afraid of being late and she wasn’t too familiar with the football stadium on campus. However, it was a nice day to take a stroll, and she enjoyed the walk as she neared her destination. When she arrived at her destination and entered the stadium, Charlotte found a helpful security guard and was able to locate the locker room without much trouble.

She stopped abruptly just then, having reached her destination. The door before her was clearly marked as the “Panther’s Locker Room – Keep Out.” Underneath that a hung temporary sign made up in felt marker that read “Room closed to everyone except main roster players, coaches, and guests today!"

"I guess that means me!” Charlotte said to herself, before thinking about Alabama Tech’s football team.

They were called the “Panthers” and were quite a good team, or so she was told. Charlotte shook her head and smiled – not that she would know, as she had only seen them play one time.

Football! It was very different than the “football” that she understood, back in the U.K. Thatfootball he grew up with had men running down the field chasing a small ball with their dexterous feet. This football she had very little understanding of – huge men in defensive gear, running into and then crushing one another – chasing after a ball that you could kick and throw. She giggled at those images.

Other images popped into her head: large athletes with thick torsos, muscular arms, and sizable thighs. Suddenly other naughty thoughts came to Charlotte, regarding other sizable appendages the football players might be sporting. Get a hold of yourself girl, Charlotte thought.

After all, she was there for a reason, which was for a photo shoot. This explained why she was standing where she was, dressed like a cheerleader, and why she about to walk into the Panther’s locker room all by her lonesome.

In hindsight, it was obvious why Charlotte was chosen for this gig. She was one of the hottest babes on campus, after all! Charlotte had also done some modeling work before, and had a smoking bikini body that had turned heads all around the small college town. So when it was announced that a gorgeous model was needed for a photo shoot with the Panther’s, the young woman found out that she had landed the gig, which she hadn’t even applied for! Charlotte wasn’t surprised, because she obviously had some fans rooting for her.

The young woman strolled into the men’s locker room as if it were the most natural thing to do in the world. If she was a tiny bit apprehensive, she didn’t let it show. It helped that the room was empty at that moment. A short corridor ended abruptly in a large room, with exits to the showers to the right and then exits to the toilets on the left. Sinks and mirrors lined the front of the room where she was standing, but these only went halfway and ended at the far side of the room, which was where the lockers and benches were.

The room at first glance appeared like any other locker room Charlotte had seen before: covered in ceramic tile that appeared aged, well-worn, but clean, faucets and sinks that had seen a lot of use, and equipment that was aged but well-maintained. However, as she quickly acclimatized to the environment, the girl realized there was one major difference here from any other locker room she had ever visited.

That smell.

Charlotte crinkled her nose. An incredibly virile aroma permeated the room. It wasn’t so noticeable near the entryway, but as Charlotte got closer to the back – near the lockers themselves – it became stronger and stronger. It was awful, and it made her want to gag … yet at the same time it wasn’t … that bad, Charlotte had to admit to herself. It was a masculine stink; the odor of numerous men and their sweaty, stinking bodies. And it not only gave Charlotte the chills, but it made her weak in the knees; she thought about how many hard, naked, muscular bodies had changed clothes in that place, their thick torsos clammy and drenched with perspiration after a tough game.

The young woman imagined beads of hot sweat, dripping in rivulets down arock-hard six-pack, which then branched off down powerful thighs, all rigid with muscle and bone. She then imagined another bead of sweat as it followed another, more sexy path – down past the abs but then towardsthe penis, through a rough patch of dark pubic hair, and then a lengthy journey down the shaft itself which was thick and heavy, its dark smooth skin broken up by ridged veins on its surface and even in its flaccid state. The cock hung - huge and extremely long – downwards to point at the floor, and ended nearly halfway between those extremely athletic thighs. That bead of sweat continued on its way, down that cock’s length, until it reached the edge of the circumcised foreskin, atwhich point the slick droplet slowly snaked down the crest of the bulbous head – all the way to its tip – before dropping to the floor.

Charlotte shivered all of a sudden, overcome by her illicit thoughts combined with that intense stench. Both threatened to overwhelm the young woman. Pull yourself together, she scolded herself.

She wandered over to one of the wooden benches and sat down, carefully smoothed out her tiny pleated mini-skirt over her legs, and then tried to cover up as much of her slim thighs as she could. It didn’t help very much because her outfit was much too small, which made her pussy feel warm and a little tingly. A too-short skirt displayed her long, smooth legs wonderfully, but made Charlotte feel a little overexposed, even though she wore a pair of low-ride and snug-fitting white panties underneath. Next, a pair of slim white sneakers adorned her feet. For her top she had on a tight tank-top that was much too tight and showed off her large breasts wonderfully.

The top and skirt were adorned with the school colors and logo – a crisp blue and white which brought out the bright blue of Charlotte's sparkling eyes. They had requested that she leave her long, wavy chestnut hair down, which she happily complied with. A little make up and some white pom-poms finished off her look, which – she honestly thought to herself – looked really, really sexy. Charlotte had the face of an angel and a body of a bikini model, voluptuous from head to toe, which is why she had landed this job.

Just at that moment the door to the locker room swung open loudly. Charlotte listened to the sounds of a noisy group coming into the room, and she looked up expectedly. It was the football team standing before her, the starting lineup chosen to be part of the photo shoot to be exact. However, there were two figures that were conspicuously missing from the group.

“Where is the photographer and Coach Daniels?” Charlotte asked shyly. She found herself somewhat intimidated to be surrounded by so many large, sweaty men.

There were eleven football players in total; they were all huge, broad shouldered, and thick in the neck. Some were tall, some were short, and the lightest of them must have been about a hundred and ninety pounds, while the heaviest must have been close to three hundred pounds. Four were Caucasian, five were black, and the last two looked to be Latino. They all looked big, rough, and burly.

“Wow – look at this hot babe! Waiting for us in the men’s locker room!" It was Matt who spoke, the star quarterback and the only person on this team whose name Charlotte knew.

The others sniggered and chuckled at Matt’s comment. The players aggressively surrounded the young woman. Their thick thighs and enormous crotch bulges were suddenly alarmingly close to Charlotte face. She quickly stood up, rather uncomfortable with the situation.

"Now boys, behave yourselves!” the lovely Brit said in admonishment. She tried to sound as confident as she could. “The coach will arrive any moment now!”

“But we haven’t done anything…” a player behind Charlotte said.

“Yet!” another unknown player piped up.

This triggered another round of sniggers from the group. Charlotte crossed her hands (beneath her heavenly tits) and tried to appear very cross with the football players. Inside she was deeply shaken at her circumstances, but on the outside she displayed her typical icy demeanor. As usual, it came off more as arrogance and condescension more than anything else.

A hand all of a sudden snuck up underneath her tiny skirt and began fondling her luscious bottom. Charlotte slapped it away and spun around swiftly, but didn’t see whose hand it belonged to.

“STOP THAT!” she cried out loudly. The beautiful young woman scanned the five or six players who were the likely culprits, and she pointed a finger at them. “Who was that!?”

A bunch of hands grabbed Charlotte from behind just then. It happened very fast and she had no warning. Suddenly she was pinned and couldn't move. She could see the two men holding her hands at her sides, and she glared angrily at them, but she couldn’t really see much behind her. There were too many of them to contend with. When she was about to speak out, more sets of hands reached beneath her skirt and began to play with her defenseless ass.

“Oh God!” the brunette squealed, as she felt fingers creeping underneath her panties. “Please, let me go!"

There was a strong crack of emotion in her voice, but this in turn made the team leer even more at the girl. Charlotte twisted about, trying to free herself, but the brutish hands that held her were incredibly strong and had no trouble holding her still. She swiftly realized how utterly helpless she was, surrounded by these muscular star athletes.

Then Matt laid his chin on Charlotte’s slim shoulder so that he could look at her while standing behind her. He was a large, black African-American, and was widely believed to have a great chance at professional career in football after college. When she felt fingers pinching her rear end and then go on to toy with her little asshole, her eyes bulged out and became wide as saucers. Matt laughed at the expression of distress on Charlotte’s face.

The beautiful Brit let out a shrill shriek before gazing at Matt with baleful eyes. "Stop that, Matt! Stop - stop touching my arsehole!”

Matt grinned, “What are you talking about, babe? I’m not doing anything!"

Both of the quarterback’s arms reached out over her shoulders, which he then showed to Charlotte.

"See!?” he said innocently.

Charlotte gritted her teeth, but couldn’t help it when her entire body shuddered. She felt other hands as they crept up in-between her ass-crack, which meant at least two or three players were about to feel her out. The situation had gotten way out of control!

“Oh God! Whoever’s doing that - please stop it!” she pleaded. The brunette tried twisting her body once more but it was useless - she just couldn’t break free.

“Jesus, guys, what a view!” Matt observed, whistling appreciatively.

From his present point of view, he could look down at Charlotte's impressive cleavage. Since she only had a flimsy, rather tight tank-top on with no bra, Matt could get a real sense of the girl’s considerable assets. Charlotte’s tits were absolutely real, they were absolutely huge, and they were absolutely magnificent. Not being able to deny himself, the quarterback reached down and fondled those fabulous boobs.

“Nooooooooooooooo!” Charlotte screamed out in despair.

As Matt manhandled her big tits, his teammates gathered in even closer. A few of guys in front of the brunette reached underneath her skirt and started fighting for her pussy. Charlotte let out another forlorn squeal, but was totally ignored.

“Nice rack, Matt?” asked one of his teammates. A big grin adorned his face because his finger twiddled with Charlotte’s clitoris, causing the girl to squirm adorably in heat.

“Dude,” replied the quarterback as he pinched Charlotte’s hard nipples so hard that she jumped a little, “this has got to be one of the best sets of titties I’ve ever laid my hand on!”

The others all murmured to each other excitedly.

“Fucking rights - look at the rack on this chick!” one player yelled.

“First time I saw her on campus, I knew I had to grab a hold of those puppies!” joined in another player.

“First night after I saw her on campus I jacked off - and imaged spraying my load over those sweet boobies!” another player chimed in.

Suddenly Matt ripped the front of Charlotte’s flimsy tank so that her breasts were freed, popped open from their confines and wobbling out in the open. Most of the men all stared in lust at the brunette's stupendous set of tits, which were large like melons and - best of all -completely natural. Her strawberry colored nipples were already hard and erect.

“PLEASE, Matt!” the girl cried in desperation. With her wrists still being held, there was no way to cover her nakedness up. Charlotte bit her bottom lip and flushed red as half of her body was on display. “Stop it!”

“At last, the Ice Queen shows her true colors!” cried Matt. “Every guy on campus has asked you out this semester! And you’ve turned every last one of us down! Now’s our chance at payback!”

The quarterback went back to playing with her magnificent breasts. He was a big man with quite large hands, but even he was impressed with Charlotte’s fabulous rack. They felt fantastically large and heavy in his hands. With both hands he relentlessly tweaked the girl’s nipples until she twisted her body about, gasping at his unrelenting manhandling while his buddies all cheered him on.

Soon everyone else joined in on the fun. Charlotte’s tits were worked hard, mauled by an endlessly changing set of hands. One by one the eleven teammates attacked her tits as well, taking turns groping, pinching, and stroking the girl’s beautiful bouncing boobs.

However, she would have been more troubled by the mistreatment of her upper body if it wasn’t for the many hands beneath her tiny skirt, freely playing with her two most sensitive orifices. It was an unbelievable sensation how so many roving hands and fingers – as they felt her up, rubbed her clit and slick little love-hole, and played with her asshole - could feel so gloriously naughty. Charlotte’s simply couldn’t keep up with all the sordid sensations that coursed through her. When one thick finger deep up her snatch was replaced by another big digit, it just barely registered in her mind before another finger replaced the second one!

She heard and felt some more ripping of fabric. Her white panties had been pulled down to mid-thigh, but now they were being torn apart. The panties were now tattered pieces of cloth on the ground. Charlotte moaned softly at her predicament, at how swiftly things had come to this point. She no longer had on a shirt or panties, and was surrounded by eleven horny football players! Where was the coach? Where was the photographer?

Then Charlotte noticed that her arms were free. At some point, whoever it was that still held onto had released her wrists to join in with their friends in fondling the brunette. The young woman tried once more and struggled again with the eleven men, but it was to no avail. Charlotte realized that even one of them could overpower her easily, because they all had rock-hard bodies with six-packs, huge pecs, and thick, muscular arms. Trying to fight off eleven of them was next to impossible!

“Jesus - did you feel these amazing titties, Franklin?"

"Of course, man! They’re fucking fabulous! You know what I can’t wait to do with them?”

“What?”

“Dude - I can’t wait to wrap them around my big dick!”

“No, man - I get to titty-fuck this bitch first!”

The guys all laughed loudly at those comments, while Charlotte writhed in their salacious hands. What felt like enormous fingers jammed their way up her swollen snatch to join competing with other fingers, and they all wriggled about deeply inside of her. More fingers ruthlessly pinched her nipples, while someone stuck his fingers into her mouth, forcing the girl to taste her own sex.

“Goddamn! I can’t wait to fuck this slut’s sweet little pussy! Look at how it grips my fingers - I bet it’ll feel even better with my cock!”

“Yeah - we’re gonna fucking this slut really good today! Think you can handle eleven honking boners, you slutty little bitch!?”

Again laughter erupted. Charlotte, on the other hand, tried telling the athlete off but couldn’t due to the fingers in her mouth. She managed to get out some undignified grunts which helped to infer her outrage, but that only brought more chuckles directed back at her.

As if in retaliation, she felt someone rip apart her mini-skirt, which fell to the ground in ruins. The brunette let out a moan of utter desperation. They had torn up all her clothes! All she had on were socks and sneakers now, and she wondered how she would get back to her apartment across campus dressed like that! Her pretty blue eyes widened in panic and her nubile young body tried again to fight back against her attackers.

But it was pointless to resist the football team. In response to her struggling, however, the team of players attacked Charlotte with renewed vigor. Much to the girl’s dismay, the players quickened their pace, finger-fucking her pussy at a blistering speed.

“Shit - baby! We’re gonna fuck you so goooood!!” leered one of Hispanic players - a huge man with frightening eyes.

“You’re sweet little pussy is gonna get pounded by our huge dicks that you’re only gonna want to fuck football players from now on!” boasted another player. This one was a big black man who pointed to the huge trouser snake showing through his pants.

Alarmed, Charlotte glanced down and was astonished by the thick erections that all the men sported within the confines of their athletic shorts. Even as she squirmed in vain at their vaginal attack, her eyes darted around like a frightened deer to observe the tumescent outlines of hard cock on every player within her line of sight. Events were quickly spiraling out of control.

All of a sudden, for a split second, the group had forgotten to abuse the girl’s mouth, and she was able to speak out. She pleaded, “Oh please - aaahhhh - please - dear God - ungh - NO! Please stop! OHHHHH!! I don’t want to -”

Big fingers roughly plugged back up Charlotte’s oral opening, and the guys all laughed at the brunette beauty. They were amused by the model’s terrified demeanor as well as how she kept trying to hold back her heartfelt moans.

“Shut the fuck up, you snooty cunt!” ordered Matt, who slapped the buxom young woman hard on her spectacular ass. The sound of that contact reverberated loudly in the locker room. The quarterback sneered back at Charlotte, mocking her with a rather bad English accent. “Oh - I'm Charlotte, the hot little tramp from jolly old England! I talk in this sexy English accent and like to tease all the guys on campus, but I won’t give it up! I’m the biggest little cock-tease exchange student this side of the Chattanooga!”

All the men laughed at Matt’s horrible rendition of an English accent, but the consensus was clear on everyone’s faces: this uptight British bitch that had turned them all down was due for a comeuppance. It was payback time, and they were going to do a lot more than simply cop a feel!

She felt fingers slip up her tight asshole, forcing their way through that incredibly clenched opening. Even with three thick fingers wiggling inside her mouth, Charlotte managed to get out a gut-churning, muffled screech. The lovely young woman tensed her entire body at the anal intrusion. The players before had just played with the outer rim of her pretty asshole, but now one of them had a big digit stuck up into her anus and slid it in deeper and deeper.

"Good golly, Miss Molly! You guys should feel this bitch’s sweet little asshole! It’s so fucking tight! I can’t even stick a second finger in!“

"Let me try, Dylan!” the player next to the first man said. His finger replaced his friend’s, and he pushed it hard up Charlotte’s resisting anal-sphincter until he was knuckle deep. “Sweet baby Jesus! You're right! This slut is tight!”

“Fuck - with this ass she can join the team! This bitch can be our tight end!”

“Ha ha! Our sweet little British tight-end!”

Some callous sniggers followed that lewd remark, but the end result was that all the other nine men had to ram their fingers up Charlotte’s rear end, so that they could get a piece of the action as well. All the brunette could do was endure the torment, as she writhed in middle of the circle of men as they took turns finger-fucking her in all her three orifices. By this time, Charlotte couldn’t hold back her moaning; eleven horny guys, twenty-two pairs of hands and countless fingers drovethe poor lass mad with desire, whipping her voluptuous body up into a sexual frenzy.

Charlotte breathed heavily, mindlessly sucking away on whoever’s fingerswere thrust between her lips. Her velvety snatch was sopping wet and a convulsing mess, but it also had no fewer than four digits crammed into it at the same time. The girl’s vice-like anus was in an even worse state with five fingers shoved up it, wriggling away mercilessly. A light shimmer of sweat formed all over Charlotte’s slim, nubile body, as she squirmed and quivered in the arms of her relentless tormentors. However, the glistening sweat only made her smooth skin seem even more creamy and desirable, which made the team desire her even more.

They pushed the model onto her knees suddenly. Charlotte knelt on the floor docilely, knowing that there was nothing in her power to stop what was coming next. Biting her lower lip rather cutely, the young beauty watched in lurid fascination as all eleven football players undressed asfast as they could. Despite her awful situation, Charlotte couldn't help but notice how hot the guys were; they all had rock-hard bodies with well-defined pecs and smoking six-pack abs.

But what really held the girl’s rapt attention was the thick, rather huge cocks that the players all sported. In fact, it seemed rather ridiculous how big those cocks were! Pink, flesh colored cocks from the white players. Light brown cocks from the Hispanics. Humungous dark cocks from the blacks. The shortest cock seemed to about eight inches in length, which in itself would have been good enough length for Charlotte. It really didn’t help that all the cocks were huge!

Her pussy felt feverishly wet and pulsed in heat not only from the savage finger-fucking, but also from the thought of all those incredible erections, which were surrounding her in a circle even as she struggled with her licentious thoughts. It wasn’t as if Charlotte had meant to be an icy, frigid bitch to all the men in campus. The gorgeous Brit simply had a boyfriend back at home and wanted to be loyal to him. She actually loved sex, and so past few months had been quite hard on the girl.

But now an entire team of American college football players had defiled her with their hands and fingers, and there was more to come. Charlotte’s pussy quivered at those thoughts, emanating a creamy lather that couldn’t be ignored much longer; she was really fucking horny!

All the licentious thoughts that swirled around in Charlotte’s mind were abruptly interrupted by a loud smack on her pretty cheek. One of the players had slapped her with his rigid dick! Her reverie was completely shattered as the reality of her situation reared up once again. About seven or eight of the cocks before her began smacking her in the face - or at least they all tried to. With that many erections being waved around, it was pretty crowded to say the least. The guys behind Charlotte were content to fondle her big titties, and two of them knelt down so that they were both able to reach her lower orifices.

“Oh God - please stop that!” Charlotte wailed. “Stop it!”

Her face twisted left and right, but there was no place to hide from the big dicks that swung right at her. It was one swollen penis after the other, battering her face mercilessly. The players all laughed at the model’s predicament, and the expression of misery on her face. Meanwhile, Charlotte was getting harshly finger-fucked once more, as the two beefy men behind her worked her two lower holes ferociously.

The lovely brunette couldn’t take it any longer. Tensing up, she made to scream out as loud as she could. However, as soon as she opened her mouth, a cock was swiftly stuffed inside of it! Charlotte was stunned, and in first few moments did nothing as the football player started to fuck her succulent lips. It had happened so fast! All of a sudden there was a gigantic, fleshy piece of man-meat in her mouth. It tasted sweaty and nasty, and seemed ludicrously big.

If looks could have killed, Charlotte’s indignant glare would have struck down the player whose dick was in her mouth. She scowled at him but knew that she was ultimately helpless, and so had no choice but tried to become accustomed to the big fat cock stuffed into her stretched mouth. Soon her jaw was stretched wide open - to the max – and somehow her m*****er was able to cram his big dick all the way to the back of her throat, battering it ruthlessly.

Charlotte let out some muffled moans of outrage, but accepted the cock-pounding until the man withdrew after a few minutes time. She was only able to suck in a few desperate gulps of air before another player -a giant Hispanic with a penis to match his size - stabbed his rigid pole back between the girl’s lips. Then Charlotte realized that it was going to be only the start of her ordeal.

The model endured this lewd oral act as all eleven teammates got their turn with her pretty mouth. It seemed to Charlotte that there was a never-ending stream of cocks that she was forced to suck. Big cocks. Thick cocks. Long cocks. Dark cocks. Black cocks. Cocks that were circumcised, with bulbous heads. Uncircumcised cocks. Cocks with small heads but massively thick.

But unfortunately for Charlotte - there wasn’t a normal sized cock. The common theme seemed to be that this team had big buys with big boners, much to the young woman’s dismay.

And they were rough as well. The Alabama Tech Panthers main football players didn’t seem to care much about the slow, erotic art of sex. They fucked like they played ball: as hard and as fast as they could go, apparently. And the poor girl was on the receiving end of this fast and furious oral fucking was Charlotte. The players crammed as much cock as they could inside the brunette’s small mouth. They hammered the back of her throat, stretching it out bit-by-bit so that they could stuff even more cock into her.

Charlotte was literally choking on dick! They tasted horrible - sweaty and unclean - and they smelled even worst. She could only guess how many hours of practice the team had before ramming their nasty erections into her mouth. It wasn’t long before the gorgeous Brit’s breasts - heaving from her efforts – became all slick and gleaming from the great gobs of her saliva that spewed out from the forced mouth-fucking and down her pert chin.

They kept switching and taking turns, and after each player had fucked the girl orally at least three times each, Charlotte’s mind became a bit lost in a sexual daze. It was literally cock after cock after cock, finding its way into Charlotte’s mouth in order to abuse her as much as possible. She actually became used to the thickness of most of the erections, and the vulgar feeling of a throbbing, pulsating pecker crammed into her mouth became a familiar one. The girl sucked cock when she had, choked a lot of the time from the team’s brutality, and she gulped in air when she had a chance.

Mostly she was forced to breathe through her nostrils. Her frantic breathing, combined with her deep moans and heavenly feel of her mouth, created an extremely sordid atmosphere within the locker. The sound of rigid man-flesh slapping away at softer feminine flesh, and the squelch of a sloppy blowjob, was something that could not be mistaken for anything else except sex.

The model cheerleader was forced to jack-off random cocks with both her hands as well – whatever was within reach. Since all eleven erections were already dripping with Charlotte’s saliva, it turned out to be easy work for her. Most of the players helped by gripping her hands and made sure she gave them a frenzied hand-job.

It wasn’t long that the group wanted to fuck the young woman, after another round of servicing all eleven football players with her lips and hands. Receiving head was just the appetizer, while the main course was about to begin!

Matt stopped his teammates and picked up Charlotte so she could stand once more. Whispering in her ear, he asked, “Are you okay, doll?”

The trembling girl held onto the quarterback’s arms and replied, “Yes! Please, I’ve learned my lesson! Just let me go!”

Grinning, Matt tenderly wrapped his hands around Charlotte’s slim waist and answered, “Yes, of course!”

Taken aback, Charlotte was elated and hugged Matt back fiercely. “Oh - thank you!”

“But first …” said Matt ominously.

Charlotte froze in the man’s arms. “But first?” she replied in confusion and dread.

He pulled the brunette up against him so that his erection bobbed beneath her slippery slit. His friends beside him helped the quarterback by holding Charlotte for a few seconds up in the air, letting Matt slip his forearms under her thighs and cute butt, while allowing his hands access to fondle the girl’s ass and pull apart her ass-cheeks. The rest of the team giggled like horny little schoolboys as Charlotte let out a low wail of fear.

“We’re all horny as hell for you, Charlotte!” Matt grinned, ogling the girl’s magnificent tits which were thrust in his face in this lewd position. “Before we let you go, you’re going to have to fuck all of us first, of course! You can’t leave us in this condition!”

“Oh God …” whimpered Charlotte, before she let out a shriek.

The reason for her sudden outburst was because the quarterback's cock-head was nudging against the entrance of the model’s pussy lips. It felt humungous and oh-so-hard, and seemed to split her wide open as Matt gradually eased the girl onto his dick. Charlotte’s twat was a tight fit, and she wrapped her arms around Matt’s shoulders tightly. However, since he held most of her weight in his arms, there was no stopping the inevitable. She slowly slid down that big shaft until she reached its base.

The expression on Charlotte’s face was priceless. Her quivering snatch had never felt this full ever! She was wild-eyed and glazed over in lust, slack-jawed and unknowingly groaning in a low, guttural tone. The nine-inch schlong inside of her had stretched her insides like nothing she could imagine before.

Matt grinned sadistically. “Fuck you’ve got such a tight little pussy! Don’t worry, babe - we’ll loosen it up for you! Consider it a community service!”

With that said, and the accompanying barrage of laughter, Matt jerked the gorgeous brunette up in his powerful arms, effortlessly, almost as if Charlotte was as light as a feather. Then he dropped her back down while she was still pinned to his cock. Gravity did its work well, and the girl slid back down rather hard, pounding against Matt’s athletic body. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed harshly in the locker room, along with the wails of a young woman in sexual anguish.

“OH FUCK!! FUCK!! OH GOD!! NO!! GOD NO!! FUCKING GOD!! TOO - FUCKING - BIG!!”

She was impaled on nine-inches of monster cock and then ruthlessly bounced up and down on it, without any say in the matter. Matt didn't care if she came on his dick - which was what happened after two minutes of fucking - he simply wanted to see Charlotte suffer. The quarterback fucked the girl ferociously, relishing the sweet feel of her tight cunt, before handing her off to his closest teammate.

This player was more than happy to take over the fornication duties. He had sex with Charlotte the same way as Matt did - standing up - so all she could do was wrap her legs and arms around the man and hold on for dear life while he gripped her luscious ass and moved her up and down on his swollen member.

Charlotte was passed around in this manner between all eleven teammates, and by it wasn’t long before she was a mewling, incoherent mess. The brunette had cum three times already, and there was no end in sight as none of the men had shot their loads yet. It was a game for team - almost like a contest - as they each tried to make Charlotte scream out the loudest as they fucked her. They each in turn slammed her down savagely on their dicks, unconcerned with the girl’s wails of despair.

After she was fucked by the whole group and was given back to Matt, he rammed into her so hard that Charlotte screamed out in intense ecstasy. She experienced an orgasm like none other before, cumming so hard that her pussy - clenched so tight around Matt’s pecker - literally expelled his dick. This meant that Charlotte had no choice but to push herself away from the quarterback - her supple figure appeared to “bounce” off Matt all of a sudden, and she was lucky for the two football players were able to catch her from behind.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” she squealed passionately.

Grinning, the two men set Charlotte back onto her feet, but her trembling legs couldn’t hold her up and she crumpled to the ground in a sultry, convulsing heap. Tremors of incredible pleasure rippled throughout the young woman’s flushed, red-hot body. Charlotte’s cunt hadnever felt so scalding hot or sopping wet; she was really drenched down there, and there seemed no end to the leaking juices that spilled down her inner thighs and then onto the floor. In the back of the brunette's mind, she realized that she felt like that because she had just been gang-banged by eleven men.

“Holy Shit!” Charlotte exclaimed, talking with a bit of slur. “I’ve never cum so hard in my life!”

Unfortunately, she didn’t realize that there was a wide grin on her pretty face. At that particular moment, the voluptuous Brit seemed to forget her rather lurid circumstances, and the only thing Charlotte could think about was the fantastic orgasm that she had just experienced. The grin on her face made her appear pretty slutty.

In the meantime, the girl was still surrounded by eleven still achingly horny football players. They only one thing on their minds: fucking Charlotte’s brains out. They let the girl soak in the moment for a minute, before they picked her up off of the ground. She didn’t even seem to register what was happening until they positioned her facing forward against one of the lockers, slightly bent over with her ass sticking out. By the time they spread her legs apart it was too late, one of the big Hispanic players had entered her from behind. A howling squeal erupted from Charlotte, much to the entertainment of the entire team.

“Fucking Christ! This cooze’s cunt is even tighter now!” the Hispanic player told his teammates.

Charlotte was abused even harsher than before. Forming a ragged line, the players took turns drilling the brunette’s incredibly spastic pussy as deep and as hard as they could. Their huge fuck-sticks dug deeper into Charlotte’s love-hole than she had ever thought possible, stretching her tiny lower slit to eye-popping extremes. With her face and hands pushed up against the lockers, the men had free reign to do whatever they wanted, so they fucked her raw. At the same time, some of them played with her deliciously hanging titties - which flopped vigorously back and forth in sync with their ferocious union - and some even m*****ed the young woman’s vulnerable asshole. Her sweet rear end squirmed and twisted about in desperation, trying in vain to squirm away from her tormentor’s evil fingers.

All in all, it was a repugnant, raunchy, and nasty little gang-bang, with eleven enormous football players having their way with a hot, little English lass. It didn’t take long for Charlotte to begin
experiencing wave after wave of gut-wrenching orgasms that took place every few minutes. The team was merciless, each thrust of cock slammed into the poor Brit with pussy-churning, ass-rippling power; she was fucked so forcefully that her slim body was actually bounced up into the air by a few inches.

Whether the dick was eight-inches, nine-inches, ten-inches, or eleven-inches long - Charlotte’s snatch had no choice but to take in and accept every inch that was offered. Whatever its size, that cock buried itself deeply within her cunt. And the players themselves didn’t care if she had just cum or not - if Charlotte’s pussy was spewing out her fiery juices, they crammed their thick erections into her regardless, ignoring her pleas of respite.

And then, after what seemed like an eternity for the young woman from being defiled and violated, a peculiar sentiment came over her, slowly but surely. Through her befuddled, sex-drunk mind, came the awareness of the strong tingling emanating from her body, stemming from the intense pleasure she was receiving. Yes, the orgasms she had experienced had been violent and nearly overwhelming, but part of it was because of her innate stubbornness and strong will - to deny that pleasure, to fight against that depraved gratification, because it was incredibly humiliating.

But it was becoming increasingly impossible to ignore the hedonistic arousal that coursed throughout Charlotte’s slim figure. The wickedness of feeling every nasty inch from the multiple giant dicks that rammed into her, the filthy stench of the men’s locker room clinging to her nostrils, the sensation of nearly a dozen rock-hard and sweat masculine bodies pressed against her lone nubile form - drowned Charlotte’s senses to the sinful immorality of her situation.

At that point Charlotte stopped fighting her base instincts and gave into her own lecherous desires. It helped that every orgasm felt better than the last one. Even the monstrous erections - that penetrated her so deeply and stretched her out so fully - felt less painful, and instead more gratifying. She realized that big dicks were something that she could get used to, that perhaps her boyfriend back in England wouldn't be able to satisfy her any longer. That thought nearly shamed the young woman.

Charlotte realized that she loved the vulgar sex, loved being roughed up, and loved being taken against her will. She didn’t dwell on those thoughts - couldn't dwell on them - and what that could ultimately mean for her. Instead, the gorgeous Brit surrendered herself to those scandalous cravings, indecent and degrading as they were.

“UNGH!! OH YEAH!! FUCK ME!! AAAHHH!!! FUCK ME!! OH GOD!! OHHHHH!! JUST LIKE THAT!! USE ME LIKE A LITTLE BRITISH WHORE!! UUUNNNGGHH!! OH SHIT - YOUR COCK IS SO FUCKING HUUUUGGE!!” she wailed out teasingly, not holding back any longer. “FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG AMAZING BLACK COCK!!

OHHHHHHH!!! FUCK MY TINY LITTLE CUNNY!!”

“Holy fuck!” cried the man whose shaft was pumping into Charlotte, caught off guard by her change in attitude.

Not only was the girl simply stunning - her mouth spewed out a litany of naughty words that would make an army sergeant blush! He didn’t mind, however, as it only served to increase his desire. Slapping her ass, the black football player grunted loudly as he pistoned in and out of that incredibly sweet pussy even harder than before.

Suddenly, a loud, commanding voice rang out in the locker room. “What the HELL is going on!”

Everybody froze, all eleven players and Charlotte, except for her spastic, convulsing cunt. Twelve heads spun around in amazement to look at person who had interrupted their fuck-fest.

It was Head Coach Charlie Daniels standing behind the group in the middle of the locker room. The photographer for the shoot was also there, standing next to the Coach. Meanwhile, the players looked like deer’s frozen in headlights, while Charlotte knew how awfully explicit and revealing she must have appeared to the two older men. She was up against a wall being fucked from behind, with a big black cock stuck really far up her dripping pussy.

“What are you guys doing!? What is going on here!?” Coach Daniels yelled at them. His hands were in the air, wildly swinging about.

There was a moment of silence, and it seemed everyone was dumbstruck, even the photographer standing next to the coach. Darren had a camera slung around his neck and was holding a tripod and a bag in his hands. He was in his mid-thirties and rather average-looking with short, scruffy brown hair along with dark stubble on his face. The expression of shock on his face would almost have been amusing in other circumstances.

Charlie Daniels, however, was a little more difficult to read. Was he angry or simply shocked? He actually looked more disappointed than anything else. He was a tall, burly man - physically imposing with a large beer belly, while his dark hair was more grey than black. The fifty-five year old had been the head coach of the Alabama Tech's football team for over twelve year, and was practically an institution; he was considered the second most powerful man on campus after the college president.

So when Daniels said to jump, you jumped. The man was feared and respected by all the players beneath him, and it was known that his team would move Heaven and Hell for him. Even Charlotte knew this, someone who didn’t care all that much for football. And right at that moment, Coach Daniels had his attention focused entirely on her!

“Boys! What are you doing with this young woman here!? What the fuck are you doing!?”

One of the Hispanic players finally spoke up. “Sir - this isn’t what it looks like…”

“WHAT!? Dom - do you take me for a fool!?” screamed Daniels. He turned to his quarterback. “Matt - are you guys all fucking this girl, taking turns!?”

“Coach Daniels, sir,” Matt started, staring forlornly at the floor, “we were just having a little fun…”

“Answer the question!!” Daniels yelled.

“Y-yes, sir!” stammered the quarterback. All of the arrogance was gone from his voice now. “We - we were taking turns - fucking the model…”

“God damn! GOD DAMN!!” the older man roared back.

The coach started pacing back and forth before the stunned onlookers, who were too afraid to move or even speak. They waited in silence - and baited breath - for what would happen next.

“Guys - guys - guys! What have I always told you this year!?" Daniels said, his voice still loud but not as angry as before. "You all have to work as a team! TEAMWORK!! That's our mantra!”

“Teamwork!!” repeated the entire team. The football players glanced at each other and nodded their heads, slowly understanding.

Charlotte blinked, clearly confused. What had just happened?

Daniels stopped pacing in front of Charlotte and pointed a finger at her. “Look at you guys! All taking turns on this pretty little filly! One on one! But what about teamwork!? Stewie - bring that gorgeous creature over to the bench here.”

The big black player whose dick was still inside the British girl's pussy picked her up easily and settled her onto the orange bench in the middle of the crowd. She was on top of the bench, on her hands and knees, doggy-style. Stewie still had his cock up the girl’s pussy. Then the coach stepped closer to the stunned brunette and grabbed both her nipples all of a sudden. He twisted them in his fingers hard enough so that Charlotte squealed at the unexpectedness of the act.

“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

“See?” said Daniels. “Even this filly agrees with me! Why are these magnificent, incredibly impressive milky udders NOT being played with? What is wrong with you guys? Adams, Esterez - FRONT AND CENTER!”

Pointing at two players, Daniels then sternly gestured for them to stand next to Charlotte. The two young men quickly followed their coach's order, and jumped to both sides of the Brit. They looked at Daniels questioningly.

“What are you waiting for!?” he roared back. “PLAY with those splendid titties!”

“YES SIR!!” both players replied.

The two men then reached underneath Charlotte and started roughly playing with her tender nipples. They pinched and squeezed the vigorously, relentlessly, as the player behind her resumed fucking her. It didn’t take long before Charlotte’s voluptuous figure writhed at the new sensations. The pleasure began to build again, and the expression on the brunette’s face was full of desire.

Daniels interrupted again, slapping his player’s hands away those heavenly titties. The coach pulled the girl up so that her upper body was upright. Stewie quickly caught on and held onto Charlotte’s arms, but kept fucking her from behind. Charlotte was now kneeling on the bench, but now her huge rack was more visible for everyone to see and touch.

“This position is even better, boys!” the older man said, rather lewdly.

With breasts in both hands, Daniels mashed them together and leaned forward, suckling Charlotte’s erect buds noisily and with a great amount of relish. For the next few minutes, the grey-haired gentleman’s loud smacking lips and tongue could be heard quite resoundingly in the locker room, along with the pounding she still received from behind, while eleven of his players and one photographer watched.

Finally Daniels pulled away. He winked at Charlotte. “Amazing! This is one, grade A piece of ass! What beautiful udders you have there, young woman!” He then turned back to Adams and Esterez who stood next to him. "Now you boys do the same! Quickly! There’s eight other teammates behind you waiting, so hustle!“

By this point, Charlotte was unsure if she should be livid by this turn of events. She expected better from Coach Daniels - but he seemed more like a lecherous old coot than a respected veteran on the campus. Not only had he ignored the actions of his team - he practically condoned their behavior and even instructed them on how to m***** her more efficiently! But worst of all, the old man had fondles and tasted her two most bountiful assets, out of the blue and without warning! It was completely and utterly demeaning.

But the gorgeous brunette didn’t have time to dwell on her irate thoughts, as she had more pressing concerns. The two boys at her sides busily slurped away at her twin peaks, enjoying her luscious pink strawberry nipples rather eagerly, while Stewie still fucked her feverishly from behind. The pleasure level suddenly kicked up a notch for the lovely Brit, simply because Charlotte’s tits were being munched on by two football players while she was being fucked by a third man from behind? It was mind-boggling to imagine, but even more ludicrous to actually experience.

"Next!!” yelled coach Daniels, clapping his hands together to signal a change of players.

The team replied instantly to the older man’s orders. Three new players replaced the trio before, which meant a new cock was fucking Charlotte and two new boys were suckling her pink nipples. The pretty Brit struggled in their clutches as waves of pleasure pulsed through her. Thegirl’s tender snatch felt like it was on fire and dripped like a leaky faucet; it wasn’t long before the bench beneath her was slick with a puddle of her scorching love-juices. In the meantime, her moaning got loud enough that Charlotte wondered how on Earth no one could hear them in the hallways outside.

“Oh my GOD! OH yeah!! AAAAHHH!! HOLY SHIT!!” Charlotte cried out.

The poor lass had little chance to recover from the switching of players because the team did it incredibly quickly. Seconds flew by and an old cock was replaced with a new one, with Daniels barking the order of course. He did this every few minutes or so. It didn’t take long before all eleven players fucked her at least once in this position, and had tasted her ample tittles a few times.

Unfortunately for Charlotte, she only then realized that Darren, the photographer, had set up his tripod and camera and was busily snapping away with it. The look on the young model’s face was priceless - a mixture of shock, despair, and sexual ecstasy - as she was by chance in the middle of a rather nasty orgasm. Charlotte wondered if Darren had photos of her getting fucked by all eleven players. With a queasy feeling in her stomach, the model also wondered what would happen if those pictures got out into the public domain.

Just then the orgasm hit her particularly hard, but Charlotte didn't know if it was because of Darren taking pictures three feet away from her, or if it was because of her thoughts that those pictures might go public. In any case, Charlotte came, and she came hard.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” she screamed out wildly.

The gorgeous Brit knew that the pictures would be vulgar, raunchy and terribly explicit. Pictures of her being used and abused like a fuck-toy. Pictures of a lithe young slut being fucked by so many fat, oversized cocks, and seemingly enjoying it. She shivered uncontrollably. Charlotte imagined everyone on campus seeing those pictures - all her friends. What of her friends and family back home in England? Not to mention the thousands of strangers potentially viewing them, masturbating to her. Once things like this got out onto the Internet, there was no such thing as privacy anymore.

Her ass wriggled delightfully for the crowd of males, even as she arched her back and her body tensed up. The orgasm was hard and lengthy; wracking her figure with spasms of bliss. However, there was no let-up from her tormentors as they ignored all the girl’s pleas for rest and continued to fuck her mercilessly. A new thought then popped into Charlotte’s head, which was the awareness that none of the football players had yet to cum. It was a cold, distressing thought.

Charlotte had already cum four or five times…

It seemed that Coach Daniels was also a mind-reader. He cried, “Way to go, boys! Not one of you has popped a load yet! Fantastic!! But we've got to hurry it up - this little filly’s energy isn’t going to last forever! Let’s get her in doggy-style position and have a two-fer!”

“YES COACH!” replied the team. They had big grins on their faces as they obeyed the sadistic old man to the letter.

Within moments Charlotte gripped the wooden bench underneath her while a dick pumped away behind her, and another stiff erection was thrusting in and out of her pretty mouth! Now she couldn’t even tell these assholes off any longer! Like clockwork, the cock in her mouth was replaced with another mammoth, sweaty cock, while behind her another dick slipped into her pussy and began drilling her at an outrageous pace.

It became a blur to the young damsel in distress. Thick, engorged members - foul tasting and reeking of sweat and man-stink - stretched Charlotte’s lips and throat, digging as deep as they could go. Large hairy nut-sacks slapped against her wet chin repeatedly. Meanwhile, monstrously throbbing fuck-sticks slammed into her from behind powerfully so that it made her nubile ass-cheeks ripple delectably.

Out of the corner of her eye, the poor girl noticed the flash of a camera. Charlotte glanced desperately at Darren and winced as she saw that he was taking some close-up shots of the deep-throat action. She moaned in despair, but there was nothing she could do. He had taken dozens - possibly hundreds - of photos of her in this compromised state already!

“TIME OUT!!” yelled out Coach Daniels.

The team suddenly stopped, and the three guys who were all over her withdrew as well. The athletes moved quickly to where the coach was standing. He had motioned them over and they huddled together in a tight circle. Daniels was talking to his players, but Charlotte couldn’t make out what was being said.

But whatever was being said couldn’t be good for her! Charlotte looked down at her body and still couldn’t believe what had happened - her chest was heaving in and out from the heavy sex and she gulped in air, while sweat and saliva - both from her and the entire team - dribbled down her curvy figure. Her pussy was in a worse state; it still trembled from all the dick action, and it felt incredibly sopping wet and creamy from her juices. Her inner thighs were all sticky and clammy as a result.

The beautiful Brit’s blue eyes darted about, looking for an escape. She sighed - there was nowhere to go because the entire team was in front of her, blocking the one exit. Charlotte knew that there was no easy way to slip past this group. Just then the coach clapped his hands together and the team all turned around, bellowing out a loud hoot.

“HOOOYAAAAHHH!!”

All eleven players walked towards the lovely Brit suddenly with purpose in their strides. Under normal circumstances, the image of so many gorgeous young athletes with their ripped musculatures and bulging muscles would have been an extraordinarily sexy sight for Charlotte. However, since those same athletes sported huge erections that were directed at her - erections that had yet to deflate in any way – with eyes filled with lust, the young woman was instead filled with a dread.

Charlotte knew that things were truly going to get out of hand!

Matt laid on his back on top of the wooden bench, his long stiffy pointing up at the ceiling. At the same time, the photographer shifted his spot to get a better angle - basically he positioned his lens to point right at the quarterback’s sweaty testicles and jutting shaft. Next, a few of the players picked up Charlotte by her arms, waist, and thighs.

“Oh my!” the stunned brunette cried out.

The guys who picked her up spread her legs wide and rather lewdly, in order for her bare pussy was incredibly exposed for all to see. They positioned the girl right above Matt’s cock, which glistened and throbbed in expectation. Charlotte peered down desperately but there wasn’t anything she could do. Then she looked up at the camera and saw Darren clicking away with his camera. Charlotte’s cheeks flushed a deep red as she realized she would be skewered and then fucked in such a demeaning manner, and that her reputation might never recover!

“WAIT!! WRONG HOLE!!” Charlotte screeched in dismay. “TIME OUT!! TIME OUT!!” The Brit hoped that the team might take note of her use of sports vernacular.

Instead of placing it at the entrance of her pussy lips, the boys who were carrying Charlotte had placed her asshole right above Matt's bulbous cock-head, where it felt ridiculously enormous. She had been
fucked Matt a few times by that point, and she already knew that his penis was large even for her pussy. There was no way that monster would fit in her ass!

“Wait - PLEASE!! NO!! I’ve never - I’ve never had anyone fuck me in the ass before! OH GOD!! THAT’S HUUUUUGE!! OOOHHHH - NOT THERE -”

The boys holding Charlotte ignored her pleas, and slowly but steadily lowered the voluptuous lass onto Matt’s dick. That first inch - as the tip of the cock oh-so-slowly pierced Charlotte’s tiny anal-sphincter - stopped the girl’s cries in mid-sentence. The model was entirely focusedon how Matt’s thick pole penetrated Charlotte’s most vulnerable orifice; her sphincter stretched wider and wider – stretching beyond belief – and then the alarming, intense sensation of a scorching, rock-hard pole invading virgin territory. The worst thing was that she tried to resist. Her anus was clamped tight, but eventually had to yield to the irresistible power of that rigid cock. To their credit, the guys lowered Charlotte down slowly in order to ease her into it, while Matt held onto her hips as well.

It seemed to take forever, sliding down on that thick cock that was obscenely stuck up the brunette’s anal-pipe. Inch by ludicrous inch, however, Charlotte’s body somehow managed to take in Matt’s cock. After a while she felt the sensation of hard flesh against her thighs. She breathed in deeply and realized her eyes had been closed the entire time! Glancing downwards, Charlotte saw that she sat on Matt’s cock in its entirety - his whole length was buried up her ass! The two players who had held her had stepped away and looked on in wonder at the lewd spectacle.

“Come on, darling! Fuck that cock with your asshole!” smiled Darren, who was still snapping away.

Charlotte whimpered at the man’s casual, even offhand cruelty. How would he feel with a monster cock up his ass? The young woman felt the pulsing menace stuffed deep inside her rectum, but she knew that until that cock - plus all the rest - started spurting out semen, she wasn’t going anywhere.

The lovely brunette gritted her teeth and steeled herself with determination. With both her feet on the floor on either side of Matt and her hands on his thighs, Charlotte pushed herself upwards. She groaned as she slid up Matt’s humungous pole. It was such an odd sensation; sinful and overwhelming at the same time. The quarterback shuddered at the wicked sensations he was feeling, as Charlotte lifted herself up, and then down, on his erection.

“Holy fuck - that’s a tight little hole you got there, girl!” he wailed. The expression on his face was one of extreme bliss.

“That’s right,” Darren said, urging the girl on, “pump that fat cock up and down! Perfect - what an awesome shot!”

Blushing furiously, Charlotte ignored both the photographer and Matt, and instead concentrated on the job at hand. Biting her bottom lip cutely, she rode the awfully big dick, going gently at first before picking up her pace.

It was quite an unbelievable sight as the gorgeous young woman - previously the most stuck up bitch on campus - fucked the star quarterback in one of the most vulgar ways possible. Charlotte was fucking him. In the ass. In the reverse-cowgirl position. She bounced up and down frantically, desperately trying to make Matt cum. The girl’s big boobs flopped wildly about, in sync with their fucking, and each time Charlotte’s body slammed down on Matt’s, it produced anal-churning, ass-cheek rippling results.

Before long, Charlotte’s guttural wails of despair once again filled the locker room. She knew how visible she was, how perfectly exposed. Her bare pussy was on full display, as was her perfect tits and face in this position. The photographer was getting it all! Charlotte didn’t know how she would live down the shame or infamy of those photos if they ever got out.

Darren took a step closer and snapped a few more shots. “Come on, darling, smile for the camera! In fact - what don’t you lean back a bit more? Yes, that’s right! Put your hands behind you. Now spread your legs… wider … wider…”

When she was too slow to comply, Matt helped out by pulling Charlotte's thighs wide for the photographer. The brunette let out an indignant whimper, but what else could she do?

“Perfect!! Absolutely perfect!!” Darren yelled out enthusiastically. "You can really see that huge cock stretching out your tiny asshole, babe!“

The model cringed inwardly at her wanton performance. Staring into the lens of the camera with an expression of utter dismay, Charlotte knew that the camera had captured every little detail now, no matter how small or lurid!

Then Charlotte felt some hands pull her off of Matt. Another teammate quickly took the vacated spot of the quarterback on the bench, and Charlotte was unceremoniously dumped onto that man’s cock. This time they didn’t take the time to gently slide her onto it; instead, the lovely Brit was fed the cock up her anus and then brutally dropped onto it. The girl let out her loudest cry so far that night, but it didn't take too long for her to recover, and then she was rutting away on top of the player just as hard as she did with Matt.

Charlotte was then forced to run through the anal-gauntlet of the entire starting line-up of the Alabama Tech’s football team. She got ass-fucked by all eleven players in this manner, one after the other, without any letup. Up until the fifth player, Charlotte was doing pretty good, and was still able to fuck him all by herself. However, after an extremely ass-churning, cunt gushing orgasm, the Brit wasn’t able to stand any longer. Then it was up to the player beneath her to bounce the lass up and down on his dick.

She literally was a fuck-doll for the team by this point.

After getting plugged in the ass by the eleventh player, Matt once again stood before the exhausted model. Charlotte looked up at him with despair in her eyes, thinking that another round of anal prodding by the team was up next, and not too sure how she could endure it. The star quarterback, however, had other ideas.

Matt came up in-between Charlotte’s spread legs and hooked his arms behind her knees, pulling them upwards. Then he pointed his massive piece of man-meat straight at the girl’s defenseless pussy. Without any hesitation, Matt plunged all the way down to the hilt, without any remorse or warning, groaning at the satisfying tautness that gripped his erection.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Charlotte let out a high-pitched squeal in response. Her eyes bulged frantically, wide as saucers.

There was, of course, still a big dick stuck up her tender asshole. Not only were there two huge penises inside her now, but they began to fuck her ruthlessly! Matt pounded her tight slit with powerful strokes of cock, while the football player beneath her - a humungous white player -enjoyed himself by reaming Charlotte’s slick little anus with his equally humungous member. The two teammates got into a good rhythm as they fucked Charlotte, making sure that she felt every inch that slid in and out of her two most wicked orifices.

By this time, it was clear that the boys were about to cum. Frantic expressions clouded both their faces, plus their mumbling grunting, were all signs that pointed to an intense orgasm, their first for the day. For Charlotte it was another matter entirely, as she cum numerous times already. The girl’s voluptuous figure - beaded with sweat and strained from her exertions – felt like one giant nerve-ending. Waves of pleasure continuously pulsed throughout her body which emanated from her unbelievably sensitive pussy and asshole. An endless array of cries, whimpers, squeals, and screams came out of the Charlotte’s mouth, but she wasn’t even aware that that she was speaking. Mostly they were the incoherent ramblings of a woman on the verge of sexual madness.

The two dreadfully thick cocks were too much for the girl to handle.

Unfortunately for Charlotte, this made the men in the room even hornier, as they watched her become undone. The two athletes fucking her increased their thrusts. They were both oh-so-close to orgasm, and they pummeled the distressed model cruelly. Somehow they ended up coming at the same time. The pair suddenly stopped together, both of them frozen for a split-second of time, their dicks buried