True Love (The Society #4)

Chapter 3 – The Pool Party of Tanner’s Dreams

Saturday – November 4, 2023

Ash

It had been fun watching NY United play against Wurst FC. But it was WAY more fun to watch NY United play now that Tanner was on the team. There was something about his new look that did things to me. Ever since we’d gone into the jungle room I’d felt feral.

And watching him score a goal and slide on his knees across the field? Yeah, I just wanted to pounce on him.

But now the game was over and it was time for the after party.

The Uber pulled up to a villa to drop me off. Apparently it was a tradition for the losing team - in this case, Miami - to owe the winning team a pool party. The NY United team bus was already parked outside.

I climbed out of the car and walked up a long path through manicured gardens and palm trees. Seeing the palm trees reminded me of the jungle room. I couldn’t wait to find Tanner.

A gate at the end of the path opened and Zico leaned out. “Yo, Ash! Over here!”

I walked through the gate. The back yard was just as beautifully manicured as the path and there was a huge pool. It was just the players back here, though. There weren’t any other girls.

I pressed my lips together. Eek. Was this a boys only kinda situation? It felt like I wasn’t supposed to be back here. And I didn’t see Tanner anywhere either... “Where’s Johan?”

Zico shook his head. “Miami screwed us and didn’t uphold their end of the bargain. There were supposed to be lots of hot girls here for us to hang out with. Guess they weren’t happy about us winning by 8 goals.”

All thanks to Tanner. He’d been amazing out there!

“Anyway, Johan graciously offered to go get some girls from the Miami Society. He should be back soon.”

“Oh.” Tanner was at the Miami Society scouting out hot girls to bring back here? I didn’t love that for me. But he was doing it for his teammates. He wasn’t checking them out for himself. I trusted him. But I didn’t trust what his new mustache did to women. Everyone at the Miami Society probably wanted to pounce on him too.

“In the meantime, let’s swim.” Zico pulled off his jersey, showing off his super ripped torso. And then he did a cannon ball into the pool. Water splashed everywhere.

I took a step back to dodge the water.

“Come on in!” Zico shouted. “Water’s warm!”

“I need to go change real quick.”

“Why bother?” He smiled at me. “We won’t mind if you swim nude. We can just tell Johan that you forgot your swimsuit so you had to skinny dip. ”

I could feel my cheeks turning red. All the guys on this team were always so forward. “You’re ridiculous. I’ll be right back.” I hurried inside the villa and found a bathroom. I pulled my swimsuit out of my purse, but it caught on the zipper. I heard the fabric tearing a second too late. I stared in horror at the giant tear down the front of my bikini. Damn it!

I pulled out my phone and shot a text to Tanner: “Tanner! I need you to magically send me a bikini. Unless you want me to skinny dip in front of all your teammates.”

My phone buzzed right away: “Coming right up.”

I looked up and screamed. Ghazi had appeared in the bathroom beside me.

He held up the tiniest little red bikini. “Tanner asked me to give you this.” He dropped the skimpy bikini into my hands.

“Seriously?” Wearing that seemed almost more impropriate than skinny dipping.

Ghazi nodded. “And these.” He handed me some matching red sky-high heels.

“Are you sure this is what Tanner wanted me to wear?”

“You betcha. Have fun!” He winked at me. And then snapped and disappeared.

Why had he winked at me like that? I shook my head and pulled off my crop-top jersey.

And then Ghazi reappeared.

Ah! I covered my bra with my hands.

“Sorry,” he said. “I realized I forgot to formally introduce myself. I’m Ghazi, Tanner’s overseer.” He put his hand out for me to shake .

I awkwardly shook it with my left hand so I didn’t have to uncover myself.

“If you ever feel that Tanner isn’t giving his full effort to help you find love, just rub his lamp and say, “Ghazi wazi ding dong.”

“Uh, okay.” I was definitely never gonna call for this weird man. He was like an even weirder Nigel, if that was possible. And I couldn’t imagine ever saying the words Ghazi wazi ding dong out loud. Especially when I already had a Nigel-popping-up problem.

“Au revoir! Enjoy Tanner’s present.” He winked, snapped, and disappeared again.

I shook my head and put on the bikini and heels. I turned to the mirror. It was the most revealing bikini I’d ever worn. My breasts were practically pouring out of it. And the thong bottom barely counted as a bathing suit.

Then I thought about Ghazi’s winking. Twice. And telling me to enjoy Tanner’s present.

Oh.

Ooooooh.

Wow, Tanner must have been serious about his teammates gangbanging me at a pool party…

They’d already been flirting with me relentlessly. If they saw me in this… Yeah, Tanner definitely wanted me to fuck his teammates in hopes that one of them would be my lesser true love. I took a deep breath. I could do this. For him. It was easier when I knew he wanted it. And I was going to take so many saucy pictures for him to enjoy later.

I pulled out my phone to take a selfie when I heard someone call my name .

“Ash! Come judge our cannonball contest!”

I took another deep breath. Okay. I’ve got this . I adjusted my bikini once more to cover as much as possible. But the fabric hardly covered anything. My ass was everywhere. Tanner must have known his teammates were ass men.

I walked back outside.

All the guys had their shirts off now. And they all looked ridiculously hot.

“Ash! Watch this!” yelled Jam. He cannonballed into the pool. He popped up and pushed his green and yellow dreads out of his face. “10 out of 10?”

“Eh… I give it an 8.”

“Cannonball!” yelled Baho. A streak of red shorts and blue hair flew through the air. There was a huge splash and somehow most of it hit me.

“7 out of 10,” I said.

“WHAT?!”

“You got me all wet.”

“Most girls like when I get them all wet.” He winked at me.

“Your turn to do a cannonball, Ash,” said Zico.

“Um...I don’t think this is the best swimsuit for a cannonball.”

He smiled. “I strongly disagree.”

“How about I be the judge and you guys do fun dives?” Oh my God, hold everything! I realized I’d been so flustered by my new bikini that I’d forgotten sunscreen. My magic ring may have prevented me from getting sick, but nothing could save my pasty ass from the evil Miami sun . I looked around frantically. “Does anyone have any sunscreen? ”

“I thought you’d never ask,” said Zico. He grabbed a bottle and walked over to me. “Turn around.”

I followed his instructions.

He squirted it on my shoulders and slowly started to rub it in, massaging my muscles.

God that felt good. I closed my eyes and thought about what I needed to do. This seemed like the perfect warm-up to ease into a gangbang. And it was easier when I closed my eyes and pictured Tanner rubbing sunscreen on me instead.

Zico ran his hands down my shoulders and arms. And then I felt his hands move to the front of my chest.

I opened my eyes and stared at him staring at my breasts. I swallowed hard as he rubbed the lotion between my cleavage.

“I think I need more on my back,” I said.

“Then lie down on your stomach for me.”

I nodded and lay down on one of the lounge chairs. He ran his hands down my back and began to rub the sunscreen into my ass. His fingers slipped between my thighs, rubbing the lotion on every exposed inch of me.

His hands felt so good. And strong.

His fingers traced up my thigh.

And I accidentally moaned. Shit! Ah! Did he hear? I think he heard…

“Zico!” Duke called over. “Quit feeling up Johan’s girlfriend and come do a dive!”

“Thank you, Duke!” I knew he had a beautiful exterior, with his flowing blonde hair and baby blue eyes. But now I was quite certain he was also a gentleman worthy of his royal title .

Zico’s hands fell from my skin. He walked over and did a flip into the pool.

It was definitely the coolest one yet. “9 out of 10!” I yelled.

Luigi, the midfielder with the wild red dreadlocks who’d hit the winning shot against Wurst FC and done the awesome celebration, did a dance up to the end of the diving board and then did a cartwheel into a backflip.

I sat up on the lounge chair. “9.9 out of 10!”

Luigi raised his eyebrow. “What?” he said in his Italian accent. “Baby, that was definitely a 10. Maybe you need to see it again.”

I needed to film this for Chastity. I pulled out my phone. Luigi added an extra hip thrust for the camera. His wet shorts were super clingy. It was a pretty impressive display. I sent the video to Chastity.

She replied immediately: “OMG, jealous. Which one has the biggest cock?”

Umm… I looked around. Franz wasn’t there. But I’d never forget seeing the outline of his bulge in his clingy shorts in the game versus Wurst FC.

“Definitely Franz,” I texted back.

“So who’d you guess?” asked Duke.

“What?” Oh God, had he seen my text?

“Lads! Ash is texting her friend about which one of us has the biggest cock.”

Oh fuck me.

“Obviously I do,” said Zico.

The goalie shoved Zico in the pool. “No way. It’s definitely me.”

“Seriously, who’d you guess?” asked Duke .

“I...” My voice trailed off. “I’m not telling.” I knew my face was bright red.

Duke smiled. “Well…either way, I think we know what you’re judging next.”

“Size contest!” Jam and Baho yelled at the same time. They both flipped into the pool. They emerged from the water with huge smiles. They looked so excited.

I could feel myself turning even more red.

Nikola and Novak walked up on either side of me. I thought they were gonna whip their cocks out for me to judge. Instead they formed a barrier.

“Want us to punch these idiots?” asked Nikola and Thiago the goalie approached me with a tape measure.

Where did he even get that from?!

“I would have gotten a ruler,” said Thiago. “But that wouldn’t have been big enough for this 14 inch monster.”

I laughed awkwardly. “There’s no way.”

“You won’t know unless you come measure,” he said.

“I’m not gonna touch your dick.”

“But we need an impartial judge,” said Zico.

“My boyfriend is gonna be back any minute now.”

“Good.” Zico smirked. “He can join.”

No he can’t. Not unless you want to burn this mansion to the ground.

“And don't you want to see if you guessed right?” asked Duke.

They were all staring at me. And then they started chanting: “Ash, Ash, Ash! ”

Gah! Fine. This was what I was supposed to be doing anyway. Tanner had sent me this ridiculous bikini for a reason.

God, this was the most awkward thing ever. But if it meant Tanner getting free...it would all be worth it. And anyway, Chastity would never forgive me if I passed this opportunity up.

Thiago walked over to me. He looped the measuring tape around my neck. “Ready for this?”

I swallowed hard. “Mhm.”

“Then let’s dance.”

Huh?

He pulled me up and started dancing with me. I laughed as he twirled me around. But the laughter died in my throat as he grabbed my hips and pulled my ass against him. I stared down at his tattooed hands on my hips. Oh my God. I could feel him getting hard. And I did what any girl would do when her dance partner got a semi and she needed to set her genie boyfriend free. I made it my mission to make Thiago even harder. I started grinding on him.

He spun me around and dropped his purple goalie shorts.

Ummm… He had a decent girth. But he wasn’t very long. I pulled the measuring tape off my neck and put it next to him.

“What’s the measurement?” asked Zico.

“7.5 inches.”

“No way,” said Thiago. “Measure again.”

I measured again. “Now it’s 7.4 inches. I think it’s shrinking.” Chastity was going to be so disappointed. Thiago had 8 abs, but not 8 inches. So I didn’t need to follow Single Girl Rule #8. But I still needed to in order to free Tanner...

“Maybe we should dance some more,” he said. “It’ll grow.”

Duke pushed him out of the way. “Sorry mate, you get one measurement and that’s it.” He turned to gaze at me. “I’m pretty sure you guessed I’d be the biggest. And if you did, then it’s your lucky day.” He pulled his shorts off and stroked himself a few times.

I put the measuring tape against his member. “8 inches. Not bad.”

“Not bad?” he asked.

“Let me show you a real cock,” said Jam. He dropped his shorts.

Oh damn… He measured in at 9 inches.

Jam flexed. “Sorry boys. Looks like I’m the winner.”

Baho laughed. “Yeah right. Everyone knows that guys from the Bahamas are packing the most.” He whipped it out.

“You’re also 9 inches,” I said.

“Exactly 9?” he asked.

“Ummm…” I went to remeasure and accidentally touched it. He was rock hard. “Sorry,” I muttered.

“Don’t be shy. You can touch it. It’ll grow even more if you take your tits out.”

I tried to focus on measuring instead of listening to his sinful words. “9 and 1/8 inches.”

“Yeah baby! Let’s go!”

Zico stepped up. “Let’s just end this thing now.” He smiled down at me as I measured him .

Which was very distracting. And I accidentally touched his erect penis too. Or maybe this time it was on purpose... I didn’t even really need to measure. I could tell he was the biggest so far. “It’s 10 inches.”

Zico smiled at me and turned to his friends. “The rest of you can just forfeit if you want. Save yourself the embarrassment.”

“Hell no,” said Luigi. “I can’t let a white boy win a size contest.”

“I’m half black…”

Luigi ignored him. He did a little salsa number and then slipped out of his shorts.

I walked up to measure, but he kept dancing. “Stop wiggling!” I grabbed it so I could measure. Oh my God, I’m holding his cock. I quickly measured. “10 and a quarter.” I dropped his dick.

“Hey!” said Zico. “That’s not fair. You stroked him.”

“It was one grab. To corral him. Don’t be a sore loser.” I looked around. “Who’s next?”

Nikola and Novak both shrugged. “We aren’t going to win, but why not…”

They both measured in at exactly 8 inches.

“Guess that makes me the winner,” said Luigi.

Franz walked in with a big box of snacks. “Snack time, lads!” He stopped short and dropped his snacks. “What’s going on here?”

“I’m just winning a size contest,” said Luigi. He did a little shimmy and nearly hit me with his huge cock.

“Good thing I brought snacks then. Your sausages are looking a bit malnourished.” He gestured to their cocks .

Were they? Franz must have really been packing something special if he thought these magnificent cocks looked malnourished. I guess my earlier thought of his dick clinging to his shorts was accurate.

He downed a juice box and then dropped his shorts.

Holy Lord. I’d been right. He was definitely the biggest. I measured only as a formality. “10 and a half inches. Which means...” I pulled out my phone and showed them the text I’d sent Chastity. “I win!”

“So what do you want Franz to do?” asked Duke.

“Huh?”

“Those are the rules. If you guess right, you get to make the biggest guy do a dare.”

I didn’t know there were set rules for a size contest. What had I just gotten myself into here? “And if I’d guessed wrong?”

“Then the biggest guy would have gotten to make you do a dare.”

Shit. Good thing I didn’t lose. “Hmmm… Pose for a pic for my friend.”

Franz did a strongman pose. It really highlighted his biceps. But honestly…I was only looking at one thing. His massive cock.

“Hold on,” someone said.

What? Who was that?

“Oh shit,” said Luigi. “We forgot about Pickpocket.”

“Who?” I asked.

“Our silent killer. He never speaks on the field so the opposing defenders always lose track of him. And then he picks their pocket and steals a goal. ”

“Maybe I will do the same with this size contest,” Pickpocket said in an African accent. He pulled his shorts off.

HOLY. PENIS. My eyes grew round. He wasn’t even that hard, but he was already by far the biggest.

He was staring at my tits and getting bigger every second.

I knelt down and measured him. Jesus this thing is huge. It was a good thing Thiago had brought me a tape measure instead of a ruler, because a ruler wouldn’t have been long enough.

I gulped as I stretched the tape measure along the length of his cock. I couldn’t help but flash back to Orlando’s giant cock stretching me wide. Or Tyrese bending me over in the shower. Was Pickpocket even bigger than them?

“Twelve and a quarter inches,” I said. “Wait, no. Twelve and three eighths.” How is it still getting bigger?!

“My man,” said Luigi. “Represent.” He gave him a high five.

“Now I can make Ash do a dare?” asked Pickpocket. His eyes raked down my body.

“Damn,” said Zico. “He’s definitely gonna fuck her.”

Is he?! That was what I was supposed to be doing. What Tanner wanted me to do. But I was suddenly getting very sweaty in the Miami heat.

“That is of course my top choice.” Pickpocket stared down at me. “But I only want to if you want to. So I will give you a choice. You can either hop on my cock, or you can do what it says in this text.” He grabbed my phone and typed something in. He started stroking his cock in one hand and held up my phone in the other. “Which do you choose?”

“Can I see what you typed?”

“No. It is a surprise.”

So...fuck him or do something unknown in that text? I pressed my lips together and stared down at his cock. He was growing harder and bigger by the second. “I really do want to hop on you...” I teased.

Pickpocket smiled. “Then by all means...”

“But I’m too curious about the text.” I held my hand out.

He smiled and handed me my phone back.

I stared down at the words he’d typed. Oh my God. What does this even mean?!

“What does it say?” asked Zico.

I read the single word written in all caps: “BLOWBANG.”

“Oh shit,” said Zico. “A gangbang but with just blowjobs. Sweet.”

What?! That wasn’t going to help Tanner get free! What was this madness?!

“What can I say?” Pickpocket smiled. “I am a team player."

Team player? More like a sex pervert! I needed all these men deep inside of me, damn it! I realized the irony of my words, but I didn’t care. I needed to be filled in one place only, and it wasn’t my mouth. I looked around at all ten cocks I was about to have to suck. Tanner was going to kill me if I just blew them uselessly. That was just all sorts of fucked up. Unless…

I cleared my throat. “I’ll do it on one condition. You have to take turns filming it. I wanna send my boyfriend a picture of me gagging on your cocks.” Tanner liked the saucy pictures I sent him. But I’d never sent him one where I was actually doing something. This was going to be great footage for his masturbatorium.

“Deal,” said Pickpocket.

I tossed my phone back to him. And then I put the lounge chair cushion on the ground and knelt on it. I was going to put on a great performance for my boyfriend to whack off to later. Tanner was going to love this.

All the guys surrounded me.

Zico stepped forward and put his fingers under my chin so I’d look up at him. “I’ve been waiting for this for a while.”

Had he really?

“Don’t pretend you haven’t wanted it too.” He winked down at me and dropped his fingers.

I hadn’t been waiting for this. I may have dreamed about fucking him. To find my lesser true love. But what I really dreamed of was wrapping my lips around Tanner for the first time. I dreamed of it constantly. I closed my eyes and pictured Tanner standing in front of me. I leaned forward, wrapping my lips around Zico.

He groaned and tangled his fingers in my hair.

I can’t believe this is actually happening. I felt someone’s fingers on my back and my bikini top fell to the ground. Shit. I put my hand over my chest, stopped sucking, and spun around.

Luigi was standing there with an innocent smile.

“Hey! Showing you guys my tits wasn’t part of it! ”

Luigi looped the tape measure around my back and pulled my mouth onto his cock.

I gagged on it and pulled back. “Bad boy.”

He smirked.

“Go stand in line and wait your turn.” I took the tape measure from him and tossed it away.

All the guys lined up. At least they were being organized about it.

Here goes nothing. I stood up. And then I went down the line, sucking each of them for a few seconds.

Jam looked down at me as I licked his shaft.

“God your tongue feels good. Can I get a remeasure? I bet I’m bigger than Baho now.”

I sighed and pulled back. “Fine. Come with me.” I grabbed his cock and led him over to where I’d thrown the tape measure. I sucked him once more and then measured.

“So what’s the verdict?” he asked.

“9 and a half inches.” I looked around to see Baho’s reaction to being outsized by his nemesis. But I realized that Jam and I were kind of hidden behind some bushes… Oh thank God. It was the perfect opportunity to take things further. I needed to take things further. Not just because I was so incredibly horny around all these hot guys with their huge cocks out, but also because blowjobs were useless for finding my lesser true love. I needed to get plowed ASAP.

I looked up at him. “I bet I can make you even bigger.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yup.” I slowly pulled my bikini bottom down my thighs. I kicked it off my heel as I smiled at him. Time to free my boyfriend. I pushed his chest to get him to sit back on a ledge. Then I spun around and lowered myself onto his huge cock. It was better this way. Because I could so easily picture it being Tanner behind me instead of Jam.

“Holy shit,” groaned Jam.

He grabbed my hips and started thrusting into me.

God yes.

He started moving even faster. I fell forward onto a lounge chair from being fucked so hard. I was just able to put my hands out in time to avoid faceplanting the chair.

Jam wrapped the tape measure around me get more leverage to fuck me even harder.

I moaned as his hips slammed against my ass.

Someone started walking around the corner. I turned to see. And for some reason, all I could picture was Tanner walking out, dropping his pants, and thrusting his cock into my mouth. I’d always remember him joking about spit roasting me at the Emerald Oasis. At the time, it had horrified me. But the image had stuck in my head. And I’d been dreaming about it more than ever recently. Especially after my time with the Supernova Six. I knew how much I’d like it if Tanner was the one I got to wrap my lips around. Moaning and gagging on his cock as someone fucked me from behind. God, I was so desperate for Tanner’s cock.

But it wasn’t Tanner who rounded the corner. It was Baho.

“So how’d he measure? Whoa!” He stopped short when he saw Jam deep inside of me.

Jam puts his finger to his lips. “Shhhh. ”

“He remeasured in at 9.5 inches,” I moaned.

“Well that’s not fair,” said Baho.

This was my chance. Jam had already gotten his turn inside of me. And for some reason, the less I fucked someone, the less it felt like cheating. I’d been very into cock roulette recently. I’d only just discovered what good sex was like. And once I got started, it was like I wanted to experience it every way possible. It was almost like I became another person. And my only desire was pleasure. Tanner going down on me every day had turned me into a monster. I was used to coming at least twice a day.

“Then let’s make it fair.” I got up and pushed Baho onto the lounge chair. I straddled him and slowly lowered myself onto his cock. God.

“Damn you’re tight,” he groaned as he buried his face in my tits.

“Only because you’re so big,” I said as he thrust into me from below.

“But not as big as me,” said Jam with a laugh.

“We’ll see about that.” Baho’s fingers tightened on my waist as he picked me up. He somehow kept fucking me as he carried me back toward the pool.

Ah! “What are you doing?” I hissed. Getting fucked in front of the entire team suddenly felt a lot like public speaking!

“Taking you back so everyone can see when I measure bigger than Jam.”

We rounded the corner. And there were so many big cocks waiting for me. Which somehow calmed me down. Maybe that advice about picturing everyone naked during a speech was actually true …

“Oh damn,” said Zico. “You know it was just supposed to be a blowbang, right?”

I shrugged and stifled a moan when Baho pulled me against him hard. “How’s a girl supposed to suck all these cocks without going further?”

Baho set me down and gave me the measuring tape.

I spun around and bent over to measure him, arching my back to make sure it looked sexy for all the boys. I sighed as I was immediately filled from behind. I looked back to see Zico’s abs tense as he pushed into me. Of course it was him. He was always so forward. And I was glad he was. Because this was the best dick I’d gotten yet. He was really showing some good technique with each thrust. Jam had just been railing me as hard as he could. But Zico had a certain rhythm.

I turned back around to focus on measuring Baho, but I could barely see straight. And suddenly a cock came out of nowhere and hit me in the face. I dropped the tape measure. It was just like my fantasies. Getting fucked from both ends. I wrapped my lips around the cock and closed my eyes. I didn’t know who it belonged to. And I didn’t care. Because I was only picturing Tanner.

My whole body felt alive as I got filled from both ends. Zico’s cock was stretching me wide as his fingers dug into my hips. And then someone grabbed my hand and wrapped it around their thick cock. Someone else did the same with my other hand. Hmmm…probably the twins. I slowly opened my eyes to see if I was right. But instead I locked eyes with Duke as he snapped a picture of me .

“Ah! What are you doing!?”

“Taking pictures for your boyfriend. Like you wanted.”

Oh right. “How do I look?”

“Amazing,” said Duke. “But you’d look even better if it was me inside of you.”

“Then you should come take a turn.” What am I saying?!

“Glady.” Duke walked over and pushed Zico off of me. And then Duke was inside of me.

But only for a second. Because a second later Franz pushed Duke off and took his place. And then someone else hopped on.

Some of them were slow and gentle. Like when Tanner slowly slipped a finger inside of me while we were snuggling on the couch.

Some grabbed my hair and fucked me rough. That reminded me more of when Tanner’s fingers dug into my thighs as he devoured my pussy. I wanted Tanner inside of me. I wanted my lips around him. I wanted to stroke him in my hand. I felt him everywhere. And the sensation was too much. I came hard as Zico snapped a picture.

I couldn’t wait to tell Tanner all about this with the pictures. To tell him how much I wished it was him. So in between everyone taking turns, I made sure to stop and pose for lots of pictures for Tanner.

We took one on the stairs of me with my arms crossed surrounded by all the huge cocks.

Then they picked me up and let me lay across their arms, their cocks standing at attention.

“I have an idea for a picture,” said Luigi .

“What should I do?”

Luigi picked me up and slid his cock into me. He started dancing while he was inside of me.

God. That felt so fucking good.

“Oh shit,” said Zico. “Here comes the man of the hour.”

Ahhhhh! Is Tanner here?! I was so nervous. What would he think? I knew he said he was okay with catching me. That he liked it. But it felt so wrong having Luigi deep inside of me while Tanner could only watch. I pushed on Luigi and he slowly pulled out of me.

But it wasn’t Tanner who walked into the backyard. It was Pickpocket.

He smiled as he sauntered over to me. He grabbed my hand and spun me around. And then he pushed on my back, forcing me face down on a lounge chair.

The hot, humid Miami breeze blew across my exposed ass and I shivered. I could feel the whole teams’ eyes on me as Pickpocket put his hands on my hips. He lifted my ass even higher and then pressed the tip of his huge cock against my wetness.

Fuck. I moaned as he slowly stretched me.

I changed my mind. Zico wasn’t the best. Pickpocket was. As soon as he was all the way in, I felt myself clench around him. He slowly slid out and then back in and I orgasmed again. My whole body was shaking as sweat dripped down my back.

“And I’m only just getting started,” said Pickpocket as he quickened his pace.

I can’t take anymore. But as soon as I thought it, he made me orgasm again .

He thrust hard, making me shift to all fours on the lounge chair.

I couldn’t take anymore. And yet all I wanted was more.

Pickpocket’s fingers dug into my hips as Jam and Baho walked in front of me. The two of them started stroking themselves. Are they having a contest to see who can cum on my face first?

I opened my mouth as Baho unleashed. He tasted like banana cookies. And that was the last distinct taste I could discern. Because after that it was just cumshot after cumshot. All the cookies mixed together into a blast of sugary sweetness. One by one, the guys all bukkaked me while Pickpocket kept fucking me from behind.

He reached around my waist and his thumb found my clit.

Fuck me! I didn’t need any more stimulation. I was already on overload. Filled with cookies and dick. Just one brush of his thumb and I found myself pulsing around his cock again.

He moaned and slowly pulled out of me. He put me down on my knees next to the pool and blasted me. ALL. OVER. I could barely even see through his sugary cum.

“Shit, that’s some good footage,” said Zico. “I can’t wait to send these to Johan.”

Tanner was going to be so happy with me. “Ah! I wanna see it!” I couldn’t wait for him to put this footage up in the masturbatorium while I told him what happened. He was going to be so hard.

Zico tossed my phone to m e

But when I went to catch it, the phone slipped right out of my slippy jizz fingers and landed in the pool.

Damn it! Why did the jizz make my hands slippy instead of sticky this time? I started to panic. The pictures and videos were ruined. Which meant Chastity’s wish wouldn’t prevent Tanner from being mad about what I’d done! I knew Tanner wanted me to mount everyone I could. But... Fuckity fuck buckets! I didn’t want him to be upset with me! I grabbed my bikini and ran away to get changed before Tanner arrived.

I couldn’t stop sweating. I wanted to curl into a nervous sweaty ball and never leave. But I couldn’t just hide out in this random bathroom in Miami for the rest of my life. It was going to be fine. Tanner was going to love that I fucked his new teammates. This was the whole plan. He’d sent me this skimpy bikini to get things going. I nodded and slowly made my way back outside.

Tanner was lounging with the boys. And now there were lots of hot girls in bikinis all around.

Tanner looked so happy. I stared over at the girls again. Was he happy because of the hot Society girls he’d brought? My stomach twisted into knots.

I wasn’t allowed to be jealous after what I’d just done. And yet...I still felt it. I tried to shake the thought away. Tanner wasn’t getting gangbanged by these bikini sluts. I had nothing to be jealous of. I took a deep breath and walked over to him.

“There she is!” said Zico. “I was just telling Johan about the little game we played while he was out. ”

I gulped. Oh God. What had he said? I wanted to tell Tanner the story in his masturbatorium. Not here. “You did?” My voice came out all squeaky and weird.

Tanner smiled up at me. “He did indeed. So Luigi was your favorite, huh?”

How did they know that?! I hadn’t said anything. Had I moaned extra loud with him? Anyway, they were wrong. I shook my head. “Nope. Pickpocket was the best.”

“I was, huh?” There was a twinkle in Pickpocket’s eye.

“I didn’t realize Pickpocket had taken a dive,” said Tanner.

“I didn’t,” said Pickpocket. “I think she’s referring the other game we played.”

“What other game?” asked Tanner.

Ahhhhh! They hadn’t told him? Gah! My throat made another weird squeaking noise. I had to come clean. Even though I didn’t have any pics, I could at least tell him the truth. “The lads had a size contest,” I said. Why was I suddenly talking like Zico and Duke? It was like once a British dick entered you, you had to start speaking their tongue. I cleared my throat. “If you’d come back a few minutes earlier, you would have found me on my knees with Pickpocket’s big black cock all the way down my throat.”

Tanner laughed. “Well I can hardly blame him when you’re in a bikini like that. Did you not like the one I picked out for you?”

What? “This is the one you picked out for me.”

He gave me a funny look. And then he looked down at my heels. “No. Definitely not. ”

I followed his line of sight. He was staring at the back of my heels. That weren’t the signature Odegaard blue. Tanner only ever bought me Odegaards.

Oh.

Fuck.

Ghazi must have been messing with me. That little asshole! I was wrong to compare him to Nigel. Nigel was helpful. Ghazi was the exact opposite. He was a manipulative little twat waffle!

Tanner shrugged and started talking to his teammates again.

And I realized he didn’t believe a word I’d just said.

I did my best to enjoy the rest of the pool party. It was fun now that Tanner was here.

He pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arm protectively around my waist.

Okay, no, it wasn’t fun. It was awkward as hell. Because every guy here except for Tanner had just been deep inside of me.

Zico winked at me.

Everyone stop fucking winking!

I tried to pretend nothing weird had just happened. But I was pretty sure I was just acting weirder than ever.

I’d done it though. I’d fucked the whole team. And even though Tanner hadn’t sent the bikini, he’d previously said he wanted that. Specifically at a pool party. He totally wanted this. And I’d been so good and fucked so many potential lesser true love matches! I couldn’t wait to get home to check his lamp. I was feeling really good about this. All these guys were hot. Any other girl would be crazy not to be madly in love with one of them. Just not this girl, because I’d already found my soulmate. But odds were, I’d just found my lesser true love!