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 Author: Hungry Guy
Title: VICTORY SLAVE
Summary: Bill enjoys another night of revelry after winning an away
game.
Keywords: M/F oral rough het Mdom Fsub Mpov mult ws caution
Language: english

   VICTORY SLAVE By Hungry Guy (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com)

   In his senior year, Bill was promoted to quarterback.  His first game as
quarterback was was close.  But they beat State 7-6 in an away game.

   As usual, the team was headed down to the hotel bar to celebrate after
the game.  Bill headed up to his room for a bit first.  Though he showered
and changed in the locker room, he wanted to relax with a long hot shower
in up in his room before mingling.

   Entering his room, Lynne was sitting in that same chair that he told her
to wait in before he left for the game that morning.

   He glanced at her and grinned.  _Drop dead beautiful, and she's my
slave._

   She was totally nude, of course.  He owned no clothes for her.  He
merely had an old canvas painter's drop cloth that he sewed into a crude
robe for when she had to go out into public, but out in public is only when
she wore it.

   "Sir," she said immediately as he entered the room.  "I have to pee so
bad.  May I?"

   "I have to pee first, slut," he said.

   Knowing her duty, Lynne got down on her knees, tilted her head back, and
opened her mouth wide.

   Bill dropped his jeans and slid his cock down her throat until his balls
were pressed tightly against her lower lip.  A moment later, he had begun
to drain his bladder into her throat.  She dutifully gulped it down without
dribbling the least little drop out of her mouth.

   He then went into the bathroom to shower while Lynne used the toilet. 
Peeking out from the shower curtain at her sitting on the toilet, he said,
"Join me when you're done.  I'd like some company."

   "Yes sir," she said.

   A moment later, she pushed the shower curtain aside and stepped into the
shower with him.

   "Wash me," he said.  She reached for the soap and washcloth, and began
washing him, starting with his face and working down.  His chest.  His
back. His arms.  Then his legs.  She then carefully washed his cock and
balls.

   "May I put it in my mouth and suck you off?" she asked.

   "Not now, slut," he said.  "I'm going down to the bar after this.  I
want to be fully charged in case I get lucky."

   "Yes sir," she said with a hint of sadness in her voice.

   After his shower, he told Lynne to return to that chair and remain there
until he told her to move.  He then dressed up and headed down to the bar.

   The rest of the team was already in the bar when Bill got down.  A few
of the guys had already hooked up with fan babes.  Bill ordered a Guinness
and joined a few of his teammates at a table.  "Guinness?" asked Joe. 
"Coming up in the world, huh?"

   "Yeah," laughed Bill.

   "Hey," whispered Ned.  "Those girls over there are checking us out." Ned
stuck his tongue out at them and licked his lips.

   "They're coming over," said Joe.

   "Hey guys!" said the girls as they stepped up to the table.  "Great
game! Congratulations!"

   "Thanks!" said Bill.  "Care to join us?"

   "There's no place for us to sit," one of them said with a pout.

   "We got laps," said Joe as he leaned back.

   "Okay," said one of the girls and sat in Joe's lap.

   A moment later they had all sat.  Bill had a busty redhead in his lap.

   "I'm Amanda," said the redhead on Bill's lap.  "How long you guys in
town?"

   "We're going back tomorrow," said Joe.

   "That's good," said one of the other girls.

   Bill glanced across the table to see that Ned was already swapping spit
with his girl.

   "They're fast," said Bill to Amanda.

   "I'm fast, too, babe," she sad and put her lips a hairs width away from
his.

   Bill pressed his lips to hers and they were instantly wrestling tongues.

   Bill and Amanda sucked each others' face for some time, even after Ned
and Joe left with their respective girls.

   Amanda leaned back.  "We going to sit here all night swapping spit?"

   "Okay, let's go to your room," said Bill.

   "I don't have a room," said Amanda.  What's wrong with yours?"

   "Nothing, really," said Bill.  "My slave girl won't like it, but that's
her problem."

   Amanda gaped.  "You have a slave girl?  Up in your room?  Really?"

   "Yeah," said Bill.  "She wanted to be my slave after we had a one-night
stand and her husband beat the living shit out of her the next morning."

   "That's too weird," she said.  "I'm almost tempted to tell you to shove
off, but I want to see a real slave girl."

   "She looks just like any other girl," said Bill.  "But okay, let's go."

   Bill and Amanda continued to hang off each other as they walked to the
elevators and rode up to his room.  Entering the room, Lynne was still
sitting where Bill told her to wait.

   Amanda looked at her.  "She's your slave?"

   "Yup," said Bill,

   To Lynne, Amanda asked, "Really?  You're his slave?"

   Lynne didn't answer, but instead, looked up at Bill.

   "You may answer," said Bill to Lynne.

   "Yes," said Lynne.  "I'm his slave."

   "Holy fucking shit!" gasped Amanda.  To Bill, she said, "And she doesn't
mind you fucking other girls while she sits and watches?"

   "She doesn't like it, but she's a slave," said Bill as he held Amanda
and pressed his tongue into her mouth once again.  Steering her onto the
bed, he rolled onto her and began fondling her breasts.  She started to
unbutton her blouse from the top, so Bill started unbutton it from the
bottom.  They met in the middle and pulled it off together.

   "Squeeze my tits," she moaned.

   Bill complied, sliding his fingers underneath her bra and squeezing her
tits.  She flipped her bra up over them, and Bill reached behind and
unfastened it.  She tossed it off the bed.

   "Suck them," she gasped.

   Bill sucked her nipples, first one, then the other, until they were both
moist and swollen.  Amanda then reached down and started unbuckling his
jeans.

   "You're hungry for my tool?" he asked.

   "Yeah," she panted.  "But I'm more hungry for your mouth on my twat."

   Amanda pulled his jeans off as his hard member sprang to attention.  He
then grabbed her jeans and unbuttoned them and pulled them off her.

   She grabbed his cock as he slid his fingers into her crotch.  "You're
soaking wet!" he said.

   "Eat me!" she demanded.

   Bill crawled down between her legs, sliding his cock out of her grip,
and began licking up and down.  First along the edges where her thick pussy
lips met her inner thighs, then sliding his tongue deep within her moist
pussy crack.  He found her pussy hole, and tong fucked her for a moment as
she began to moan.

   "Oh God," she panted.  "Suck me!  Suck me!"

   Bill found her clit and began sucking with all his might.

   "Oh yes!" she screamed.  "Oh yes!  Oh yes!"

   Within moments, she began bucking furiously to his oral ministrations.
Clawing at the sheets, she just screamed and screamed as Bill continued to
suck and suck.

   Finally, panting for breath, she grabbed Bill's hair and pulled him up.
"Wow!"

   You liked that?" he asked.

   "I love being eaten!" she said.  "I love it!"

   "Most girls do," said Bill.

   "You want a blow job now," asked Amanda, "or fuck me?  I'm on the pill,
so whatever you want to do..."

   Bill kissed her.  "Actually, mind if I go pee first?"

   "Okay," sighed Amanda, "but don't make me wait too long."

   Bill climbed out of bed and stepped over to Lynne.  "I have to pee," he
said.

   Lynne immediately obeyed and got into position kneeling on the floor
with her mouth agape.

   Bill stepped up to her and slid his cock into her mouth.

   "What the fuck are you doing?" screeched Amanda.

   "I'm taking a piss," he said.  "I'll be right back to you in a second."

   Bill flooded Lynne's throat with his pee and then pulled out and climbed
back into bed.

   "You didn't just pee in her mouth..." gasped Amanda.

   "Yeah, I did."

   "Now I've seen everything," said Amanda.

   _Actually, you haven't,_ thought Bill as he glanced back at Lynne still
sitting on the floor.  She glanced back at him as a tear rolled down her
cheek.  "Get back in the chair, slut." he ordered.  To Amanda, he said,
"Now let's fuck."

   Amanda rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide.  "Come n' get it,"
she cooed.

   Bill was on her in a flash.  He slid his hard cock into her soaking
crotch and pushed it in.

   Sliding in and out, his orgasm built slowly, then finally erupted inside
her.  "Gaaa!  Gaaa!" he moaned in rhythm as he grabbed her shoulders from
behind and pummeled her with his powerful body.

   "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" she gasped at the rough fucking as he filled her pussy
with his hot sperm.

   Thus spent, he rested his head on her shoulder in exhaustion and
cuddled. "Whoa big boy," she said.  "I don't like being held down, okay?"

   Bill said, "Okay," as he rolled off her.

   She sat up, twisted around, and stood.  "That was awesome," she said. 
"I love fucking ball players."

   "You've fucked other players?" he asked.

   She grinned wide.  "I never miss a game."

   "So maybe we'll meet again?" he said.

   "Maybe," she shrugged as she grabbed up her clothes and started getting
dressed.  "You never know."

   They kissed quickly one last time as she left his room.

   He got back in bed.  "Come get in bed, slut.  I want to sleep on you in
case I have to pee during the night."

   Lynne climbed into bed and got into the familiar position that she was
used to with her head under the covers and her legs splayed up against the
headboard.

   Bill mounted her and slid his cock into her mouth.  He propped a pillow
onto her crotch and rested his head down.  In a moment, he was fast asleep.

   * END *