For the longest time, I loved the feel of a hard, stiff prick in my cunt. Then, I discovered that I really liked the feel of balls pressing against my asshole. I loved the feel, the tickle, of the hairs as a guy moved his cock in and out of me, and the way his balls pressed against my asshole just sent thrills through me that I couldn't fathom.

When I was in college, I convinced my boyfriend that we should try anal sex.

His team had won a track meet that very afternoon, and sitting there in the stands watching him run was a real ordeal for me. I had to sit on the hard bleachers, sitting on the hard wood. It began to stimulate me, and when I saw my boyfriend, Craig, running around the track, it began to really turn me on. Only I knew what kind of meat the guy possessed under those track shorts. I was the only one that knew what a hairy, fat, nearly eight-inch long prick the guy had.

I squirmed, watching him run, and then, when the relay was over, and his team won, I bolted out of my seat, running down to the holding area to hug and kiss him. I held on to him tightly, and didn't want to let go of him.

I could feel his hardening cock pressing against me, and as he pulled away, I followed him to the door of the locker room. I told him how turned on I was, that I wanted him to fuck me in the ass.

I waited in anticipation, and he suddenly opened the door of the locker room. He grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. I had no idea what to expect from this strange turn of events.

There were naked and half-naked guys in the locker room, and I could feel the moist, hot air and hear the showers running. There was a smell in the room --- I guess it was the smell of all those sweaty socks and shorts, and well, balls.

He pulled me down one long row of lockers, stacked nearly to the ceiling. There was a guy standing one of the benches separating the row of lockers, and as I passed, he turned to reach into one of the lockers on the top shelf. His cock brushed my cheek as he leaned forward, making me nearly cum right then and there. His cock was large and long, and the smell of the hot water, soap from the shower, and the dick so close to my nose made me nearly faint with anxiety. I was in heaven, cock heaven.

"Hey, there, Vickie," he said. I knew him. He was Roger, a friend of Craig's. As we stopped beyond him, he turned toward us, just a few feet away. Craig quickly slipped off his clothes and headed for the showers. "Get acquainted with the guys," he said with a smile. "You know, whatever comes up, take care of it."

I could see his throbbing hard on as he turned. My pussy was wet. Craig walked along the bench toward me and pushed his cock, now standing up, right in my face. It brushed my forehead, and I was so hot, I reached out with one hand and guided his long dick into my mouth. With my other hand, I reached into my shorts and stuck a finger in my wet cunt.

I could feel the presence of someone else beside me, and I turned to find a really muscular guy standing there, his cock sticking straight up as he slowly stroked it. He reached over and pulled my shorts down. I let go of Roger's cock, but kept my lips wrapped around it. I undid my blouse and bra, and let the muscular guy continue undressing me.

Another guy came up on my other side, and then another. Soon, I was surrounded by at least seven or eight guys, maybe more. Then, Craig showed pushing, edging his way in to the center of the group. I had never seen so many hard cocks in one place in my life, I was thinking. The muscular guy was rubbing his giant dick all over my ass, and I was ready to let him fuck me in the ass if he wanted. Craig looked at Roger's cock buried deep in my mouth, and his eyes widened. He reached for his cock and grabbed it at the base, stroking himself as he watched me suck his friend's dick.

Then the muscular guy's cock found my bung hole, and I squealed with delight as he probed gently. Roger was down on the bench now, laying down, and I was bent over him, ass high in the air. I felt hands on my tits, on my ass. There were fingers in my cunt, and dicks in my face. Roger began to move and moan, and my mouth was filled with a big load of cum. He was replaced quickly by another guy. I didn't know his name. He lay where Roger had been, and I took his hard cock into my mouth. He had some of the biggest balls I'd ever seen, giant, fleshy hairy orbs that looked like they needed a hot tonguing.

There was now a cock in each of my hands, and as the guy behind me entered my ass, I was moved onto the bench, on top of another guy. Soon, I had a cock in my mouth, one in each hand, one in my cunt, and one in my ass. There was a hard dick slapping each one of my cheeks.

I came, shuddering with delight and a passion I had never, ever expected was possible. I felt the one guy shoot his load into my ass, and soon, his cock was gone, replaced by another. Then, my mouth was filled, my cunt, my hands, my ass again.

Another guy lay on the bench in front of me, and his legs and cock looked a little older. I looked up at his face. It was the coach.

I wrapped my lips around his hard cock and gave him a blow job he'll remember the rest of his life. I licked his balls, his asshole, his dick head, his navel, till he was spurting cum in my mouth and all over himself. The guys cheered as the coach came in great, splashing gobs of hot cum.

I was in there for an hour, and we showered together, cumming time and again. Then, it was over, and I left with Craig and a bunch of other guys.

"We have a meet next week," said the coach.

"Right on," the guys cheered. I looked at Roger.

"Be there or be square," he said.