“Today’s the day,” said an excited and eager Michelle Russell, “the first game of the tournament with what might be our best team in years.”
It was a sentiment that more than one person had expressed in the halls of Champions Arena, the home of the Northside Stallions basketball team. For years, the name of that arena had been fodder for jokes and irony. It wasn’t that long ago that Northside’s basketball team was an afterthought at best. Michelle knew better than most and not just because her father had once been a star point guard on the team.
Unlike other girls in her neighborhood, she ate, slept, and breathed sports. Her father, grandfather, and great-grandfather had all been star athletes. Both her brothers were aspiring athletes. Her mother was a sports doctor who worked with athletes and both her aunts worked for major college athletics programs. Some girls got doll houses and princess costumes as kids. She got uniforms and team banners. Instead of bedtime stories, her father recounted famous championship games from Northside and the NBA.
Michelle’s love of sports, especially basketball, set her apart from her peers. However, her passion for sports and the athletes that played them ran much deeper. For her, it wasn’t just about glory, winning, and championships. In its purest form, it brought out the best in people and that didn’t just resonate with her. It kindled a special kind of passion that she hoped to exercise before Champions Arena filled up with fans later that evening.
At the moment, the facility was largely vacant, populated mostly by maintenance crew and assistant coaches. The Stallions were scheduled for one last practice before the game. Officially, they weren’t even supposed to arrive for another couple hours. Unofficially, though, they had arrived early for a very different kind of practice.
“Trust the players to do their part, but assume they always need some extra motivation,” Michelle said under her breath, echoing the words of her father.
That mantra had been the cornerstone of her father’s approach to coaching. He’d refined it by training her older brothers, who went onto become star college athletes. He’d kept refining it as a coach in a local semi-pro league. He prided himself on his ability to find new ways to motivate athletes. Michelle, who aspired to find her place in the world of sports one day, had uncovered a way of her own that seemed to coincide with the Stallion’s rise to prominence.
Having slipped into the arena through a back entrance, courtesy of a key she’d managed to borrow from the equipment manager, she made her way through the underbelly of the facility until she arrived at the entrance to the locker room. The lights were on. Someone was clearly inside and during off-hours, no less.
Grinning to herself, Michelle adjusted her dress before entering. She didn’t wear dresses very often, but when she did, she made it a point to choose those that were low-cut, tight-fitting, and revealing to a point where even a cheerleader’s outfit seemed modest. She also wore extra make-up, including balm that made her lips extra soft and blush that made her skin extra smooth.
“I’m so ready for a championship!” Michelle said, her heart already racing, along with other parts of her body.
She then entered the locker room, making sure the clacking of her heels let everyone know she had arrived. Upon turning the corner, she saw what she hoped were future champions of the tournament – the 15 tall, athletic young men who made up the Northside Stallions. They’d come from various backgrounds, but they all had the appearance and poise of real athletes. They just needed to prove they were champions.
“Whoa!” said the starting center, whose rebound percentage was on a record pace.
“And here I was thinking I’d need extra coffee to wake up,” said the back-up point guard who’d been getting more playing time in recent weeks.
Michelle smiled at their reaction. They all stood up at her arrival. It looked as though they’d been waiting anxiously. She suspected some – namely, the rookies on the team – were skeptical that she would show up. Her arrival, along with the revealing dress she wore, proved that she’d been serious. All those rumors that former players had probably told them were very true.
“Good morning, you aspiring champions,” Michelle greeted. “You’re all looking restless and eager today. That’s a good thing. You’ve got a big game ahead of you.”
“No need to remind us,” said the small forward whose defense had been inconsistent for the past eight games. “Everyone in town has been reminding us all week.”
“Then, I won’t repeat it. You all know what’s at stake. You’ve all worked hard to get to this point. You know what the recent history of the Stallions has been. Four years ago, this team could barely qualify for financial aid, let alone a tournament. Then, three years ago, my father’s former teammate took over as coach. A year after that, I enrolled in this school. While your coach has certainly done his part, I’ve tried to do mine as well.”
Her voice took on a serious, but sensual undertone. Like basketball royalty, she casually strode into the center of the locker room, the clicking of her heels echoing within the confined, but well-lit area. Each player had already changed into their uniforms, most likely in anticipation of their practice later on. Some were in just their shorts. They already knew what to expect and why their championship hopes hinged on her.
“You’ve worked hard all season, putting in the time, effort, and grit to achieve more than most athletes dream of. Your coaches have given you plenty of motivation,” Michelle said to them. “However, I intend to give you something every bit as important…something that can be the difference between contenders and champions.”
“Yeah, and what might that be?” asked one of the shooting guards from last season, as though he didn’t already know.
“Incentive!” Michelle said intently.
With a look in her eyes that could inspire any champion, the young woman casually tossed aside her purse, kicked off her heels, and unzipped her tight-fitting dress. She watched with a mix of amusement and excitement as the eyes of the athletic men widened such a sight. Their eyes only got wider as she sensually slid the dress down her voluptuous body, revealing that she hadn’t been wearing a bra or panties.
Now completely naked, surrounded by 15 of the most gifted athletes in the state, she casually walked around under the fluorescent lighting, letting each man take in the sight of her naked body. She’d done her share of game-planning earlier that morning, washing and grooming herself to be both desirable and worthy of champions. Based on their reactions, she’d already won in her own right.
“Damn, that’s one sexy incentive!” said the backup center, whose gaze narrowed on her heart-shaped ass.
“And here I was thinking we’d be running more training drills,” said the rookie power forward.
“If you think that’s hot, you should’ve seen what she wore last year,” said the starting power forward, already licking his lips intently.
“Wait…this happened last year?”
“And that team made it all the way to the semi-finals,” Michelle pointed out. “I believe you guys can go even further. That’s why I’m pulling out all the stops this time.”
While the team of young men gawked over her naked body, Michelle retrieved a towel from a nearby bench and laid it out on the tiled floor in the center of the dressing area. Then, still in full view of the handsome athletes, she laid down atop the towel and began playfully fondling her pussy.
“I’ve always had a thing for athletes,” she told them. “Some girls touch themselves to pictures of boy bands and handsome actors. I touch myself to highlight reels of star players.”
“I never want that image to leave my brain…ever,” said the power forward, his eyes already focused on her perfectly-groomed pussy.
“After I started filling out bras and thongs, I learned to be less selfish with my kinks,” Michelle went on. “I felt I do more for aspiring champions besides cheer them on. I could do things for them that give them reasons for pushing their limits…good, memorable reasons that will follow them on and off the court.”
As Michelle recounted how she’d learned to help aspiring athletes, she touched herself more vigorously, revealing to the 15 young men the extent of her kink. Athletes turned her on. However, potential champions made her so hot she could barely contain herself.
Her arousal was already escalating. She also noticed some of the players getting aroused as well. Some had raging boners growing in their shorts. Others tried to hide it, but failed miserably. They were in the presence of a naked, horny women in heat around a team of determined young men. On a primal level, her lurid game plan was already in place.
“Here’s what I’m offering,” she said to the young men watching her. “Fuck me. All of you…however you want and as much as you want…fuck me hard. No restrictions. No rules. Stick in any hole in any position. Hump me as hard or as slow as you want. Do it as many times as you want. Come in me. Come on me. Take turns or just flat out gangbang me. You have my full permission to do it all!”
“I know I just heard her say it. I still can’t believe it,” said the rookie small forward.
“Believe it,” said the starting center. “She was even more direct about it last year.”
“I haven’t forgotten. How could any man with a functioning dick forget?” said the starting point guard, who was already stroking the bulge in his shorts.
Some of the rookies were still overwhelmed, the prospect of a beautiful woman offering herself to them the day of the tournament. Michelle had come to expect that reaction. Some just didn’t believe that a team would be that dedicated to helping the team win. Many of the men had probably received their share of attention from beautiful women. She doubted any of them had been as forthright as her.
While some of the veteran players were already loosening their shorts, Michelle turned over and got on all fours, her butt and pussy now prominently pointing towards several players. She was already fully aroused and eager to help the team in her own sexy way. If it also meant having hot, reckless sex with a bunch of well-endowed athletes, then that was just a nice bonus.
“So what are you waiting for?” Michelle said, slapping her ass and shaking her hips to further goad them. “I’m naked, I’m horny, I’m clean, and I’m on birth control. Before you play like champions, show me you can fuck like one!”
“Well, the coach always tells us to show before we gloat,” said the starting power forward.
Whereas some remained reluctant, probably wondering if they had stumbled into some sort of sexy dream, the veteran players went to work proving themselves. The starting power forward and the center, who happened to be captains, made the first move.
Shooting up from the bench, they shed their shorts and boxers, revealing their fully-erect endowments. Michelle gazed up at them hungrily. They had the size of champions, but whether or not they could use them remained to be seen and they looked eager to proof themselves.
“I’ll start with a little head,” said the point guard.
“I’m got the pussy!” said the center. “God I missed this hot, tight pussy!”
The center arrived first, grabbing hold of her hips, positioning himself behind her, and thrusting his rigid dick into her folds in a single thrust. He was a big, athletic young man, stretching her inner muscles to the utmost. That sudden surge of hard penetration sent her into a sensual frenzy, one that turned her athletic kink into real, raw sensations.
“Ooh yes!” Michelle cried out into the confined locker room. “That’s it! Fuck me! Fuck me with that big, hard, championship-caliber dick!”
“If you like that one, then taste this!” said the point guard in front of her.
Just as the center pumping her pussy with his hard, athletic flesh, the equally-endowed man in front of her shoved his cock into her mouth. Instinctively, Michelle began sucking on it as though it were her favorite treat. It muffled her moans, which were quickly replaced with the pleasured grunts of the two men.
“She’s really doing it. She’s taking it from both ends,” said the rookie point guard in awe.
“I’m seeing it. I’m still waiting to see if I haven’t just stumbled into some crazy porno,” said one of the backup shooting guards.
“Wait all you want. I sure as hell ain’t!” said the starting shooting guard as he got up and took off his shorts. “She wants to take all this Stallion dick? Then, that’s what we’ll give her!”
The shock and awe of a beautiful woman offering herself finally wore off. More of the men got up from their seats, took off their clothes, and gathered around to watch the lurid show unfold. Some already had their dicks in their hands, stroking them to either get hard or stay hard. Looking around, seeing their lustful gaze upon her, sent Michelle into sexual frenzy.
“Mmm! That’s it, guys!” she said, as she stopped sucking the point guard’s dick briefly so she could stroke it. “Get those dicks out and get them ready! I want to taste every fucking one of them!”
“Less talking, more sucking!” said the point guard.
He shoved his dick back into her mouth, which Michelle eagerly resumed sucking. Some of his teammates began waving their dicks in her face in anticipation. In a further show of her drive, she reached out and stroked them, demonstrating that she could be a team player as well.
The sucking, stroking, and humping continued. Michelle quickly found herself on the brink of orgasm. The sight of so many hot, athletic men and feeling of their dicks inside flooded her with hot sensations that rapidly escalated. When she crossed that threshold and entered that blissful world, she arched her body and let out a muffled moan that somehow echoed over her moan.
“Damn! Did she just come already?” said one of the power forwards.
“She…she definitely did!” said the center still fucking her pussy. “Fuck, it’s so tight! It’s gonna…make me…come!”
Before the imposing star player could say another word, he firmly squeezed her hips and let out a deep grunt as he got his released. Even as her body shuddered from her first orgasm, Michelle could feel his member throbbing inside her as he shot a thick load of fluid up into her depths. It was so hot, his cum mixing with hers. That feeling of a strong, athletic man fucking her so thoroughly made Michelle feel like a champion in her own right. Like any true competitor, though, it left her wanting more.
“Out of the way, bro! Make room for the next champ!” said the starting power forward, shoving the center aside as soon as he pulled out of her.
“Hey! Who said you get the pussy next?” barked his backup.
“Easy, studs,” Michelle assured with two dicks in her hands. “There’s plenty of pussy to go around. I want to feel every one of your dicks inside me!”
That helped temper the growing restlessness among the young men. Some were more eager than others to indulge in her sex, still holding their rock-hard dicks and seething with lust as they gazed at her naked body. Michelle had every intention of making good on her word. Skilled athletes had to push their endurance all the time. In her efforts to incentivize them, she could do no less.
The starting power forward pumped her pussy as hard as his teammate. He also threw in a reach-around, grabbing her swaying breasts as he rocked her body with each thrust. The three athletic studs in front of her kept shoving their dicks in her face. She soon began alternating between sucking and stroking them. Before long, the point guard who’d been the first in line to receive one of her blowjobs was ready to blow his load as well.
“Oohhh fuck, I’m coming!” the tall young athlete grunted.
With his dick still halfway in her mouth and her body still rocking from the humping she received from behind, he the point guard clutched the side of her head and let out a deep moan as he released his load right into her mouth. She still had two dicks in both hands, but that didn’t stop her from licking up every last drop of his cum. She treated it like excess frosting on her favorite desert, flashing his horny teammates a seductive gaze, if only to help them keep their dicks hard.
“Mmm…championship cum,” Michelle purred. “I love it! Who wants to give me more?”
“I do!” said the backup power forward.
“Hurry it up, man! I ain’t been laid all season and I gotta bust a nut soon!” said a backup short forward.
She barely had a chance to rest her jaw before one of the athletic studs in front of her shoved a fresh dick back into her mouth. Without hesitation, she resumed sucking. If anything, she sucked with more urgency. Between a hard, rigid cock in her mouth and another slithering vigorously in her pussy, Michelle was in a sea of ecstasy, surrounded by the kind of men that evoked in her the greatest passion.
“More! Ooh give me more Stallion dick!” Michelle demanded.
The eager men of the Northside Stallions gladly obliged, cheering each other on as they indulged in her decadent passions. She kept getting fucked from behind, her body rocking harder with each thrust. There was no more hesitation or shock at that point. It was a full-fledged gangbang – a unique team-building exercise, of sorts – and Michelle was at the center of it all.
After a good round of humping and sucking, she climaxed again, letting out another blissful cry that filled the locker room. The one fucking her pussy and the one receiving oral sex from her climaxed shortly after, filling depths with more cum at both ends. Before she even milked them dry, others fought their way to the front of the line and kept the gangbang going. It inspired even more cheers and encouraged the talented athletes to step up their game.
At one point, one of the players flipped her over so that she was lying on her back, gazing up at the crowd of horny young men surrounding her, drooling lustfully over her naked body. While in that position, one of the players – she couldn’t even tell who – pushed her legs apart, got on top of her, and began fucking her.
As the athletic stud on top humped her hard, she felt her breasts bounce to the rhythm, encouraging several men to reach in and caress them. Michelle had always enjoyed that, especially when someone pinched her nipples. Her high-pitched squeals of joy soon echoed over their cheers. Some still hovered near her head, trying to get in position to receive oral sex. Michelle showed off her flexibility by accommodating them as much as she could.
“Mmm…that’s it, studs. Touch me. Enjoy me. I love it!” she proclaimed. “Hell, if you can’t hold your load, let it out! I don’t mind!”
“Fuck, yeah! I was hoping she’d say that,” said one of the backup centers.
Right on cue, the well-endowed athlete who had only recently transferred to Northside blew his load right onto her breasts. Upon feeling that thick, salty fluid on her naked skin, mixing with the thick layer of sweat she’d built up, she playfully spread it around and cast the other men bearing throbbing erections an encouraging gaze.
“That…is so hot,” said one of the power forwards.
“Fuck, I can’t hold it any longer!” said another.
More loads followed, streaks of male fluid splattering onto her breasts and face. More cheers followed, along with another orgasm for her. The men might have been getting off on her athlete fetish, but she was already way ahead on the proverbial scoreboard.
“Ooh yeah! You made me come again,” she said the eager young men. “Keep it up! I want more. I know you do too.”
They didn’t bother arguing. They just kept the gangbang going, showing a surprising amount of teamwork in the process. That boded well for their chances in the game.
Michelle remained on her back for a while, letting a few more aspiring athletes fuck her missionary style. She came a few more times, having long since lost track. They soon mixed things up even more while showing off their athletic skills, in the process.
One of the team’s shorter, but heavily-muscled power forwards actually lifted her up off the floor, held her up in his arms, and bounced her up and down his dick in a show of strength. That drove Michelle wild in all the right ways. She even used that as an opportunity to show off her flexibility, leaning back and kissing some of the men behind her.
“Yes! So…so strong!” Michelle exclaimed.
“So…so flexible!” the stocky man fucking her grunted.
She kept bouncing up and down his dick for a good long while. After humping her to a fresh climax, the other teammates who’d been waiting patiently and restlessly got their chance as well. Michelle made it a point to reward them for waiting so long and staying so hard.
“You…on your back!” she said, pointing at one of the small forwards.
The small forward, who’d been more shy than his teammates, did as she asked without question. Then, as soon as the man holding her up let her go, she got on top of him, straddled his waist, and plunged her pussy down onto his waiting cock. She then began riding him cowgirl style, demonstrating that she could hump as well as any athlete. However, she wasn’t content with just riding a handsome stud.
“You,” she said, pointing to another small forward, “you’ve been patient. Stick it in my ass!”
“Are…are you sure?” he asked.
“Fuck yes!” Michelle exclaimed. “I lubed up before I got here. Just do it! Fuck me my ass! I want to feel two cocks inside me!”
“Just when I thought this woman couldn’t get any kinkier,” said the starting center who’d gotten off first with her.
The small forward still hesitated, but with a raging boner in hand, followed her lurid requests along with his own burning lust. With the dick of the man under her still deep in her pussy, she bent over to make room for his teammate. He was careful with inserting his dick into her ass, showing that he was both an athlete and a gentleman. Having had her share of anal sex before, and with well-endowed athletes, Michelle accommodated his manhood with ease.
“Fuck, that’s tight!” the small forward grunted.
“Yes! I love it!” Michelle exclaimed. “Please…keep fucking me. Fuck my every hole.”
Taking her proclamation as seriously as an order from the coach, the two stud athletes demonstrated more teamwork as they began pumping their cocks into her tight holes. They were like a couple of well-oiled pistons, slithering within her and stimulating her deepest depths. It sent Michelle to new heights of ecstasy, sending her deeper into a wondrous daze that felt worthy of champions.
In that daze, her sense of time became obscure. She couldn’t tell how long the two small forwards double penetrated her. She just knew that at some point, she had another orgasm and shortly after that, they both climaxed inside her. After that, two more athletes took their spot. She couldn’t surmise who they were or which position they played. She just knew that someone helped her up briefly so that two more horny men could position themselves so that she was sandwiched between them.
More rounds of vigorous humping followed. As Michelle moaned through continued surges of pleasure, a couple of other teammates got in front of her to receive oral sex. Again, she gladly obliged, completing the trifecta the gangbang trifecta. She had a dick in her vagina, another in her ass, and one in her mouth. It pushed her body, mind, and desires to the utmost. Like any other athlete who pushed themselves, she rose to the challenge.
After a few rounds of multiple penetration and multiple orgasms, Michelle was fairly certain she had fucked every member of the Northside Stallions at least once. She was also certain a few came in for seconds, their dicks getting hard again after watching the decadent spectacle unfold. It soon got to a point where the whole locker room reeked of sweat and sex. It was the kind of musk that reflected a unique kind of exertion and grit. It made for hot sex with multiple athletic men. Hopefully, it wasn’t too different from the musk of champions.
“I know I’ve said it way too many times, but damn!” said the starting center. “I ain’t ever won a championship before, but I hope it feels as good as this.”
“Hell, I’ll settle for half as good as this,” said the starting power forward.
“My ex-girlfriend used to withhold sex until we won,” said the backup point guard. “I’m starting to think she had it ass backwards.”
“I’m done thinking. Shit, I’ve never been more ready to win the whole tournament!”
That was exactly the reaction Michelle had been hoping for. In recent years, she’d come to expect it. That didn’t make it any less rewarding.
Eventually, she managed to satisfy all fifteen members of the Northside Stallions. After the final few team members shot their loads off, filling her pussy and ass with one last round of their cum, they pulled out and let out a content sigh. Michelle, now covered in a healthy layer of sweat and sexual fluids, remained on the floor, panting heavily and bathing in the afterglow.
Eventually, a couple of the athletes helped her up. They even were nice enough to give her some clean towels to clean herself up. Some athletes were pig-headed, but in Michelle’s experience, most of them were decent, honorable men who knew how to treat a woman…especially one who gave them so many sexy incentives.
While some of the players began getting dressed, she sat down on a nearby bench to collect herself. Parts of her were sore, which was to be expected. Her father once said that any athlete who wasn’t sore after a game wasn’t trying hard enough. She was convinced that she’d done her part. Judging by the way each man was lounging about, still naked and looking more relaxed than any athlete should on the day of a big game, they were just as convinced.
“I think it’s official. You guys are ready for the tournament!” said Michelle.
“I’ll say,” said the starting small forward. “You are a testament to our competitive spirit, Michelle.”
“Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever had this much incentive,” said the backup point guard.
“If you think that’s motivating, just wait until you see what I do for the MVP of the tournament,” she added.
“Why? What does the MVP get?” asked one of the starting strong forwards intently.
“Win the tournament and you’ll find out!” Michelle said seductively. “Trust me when I say it’s something worthy of any champion.”
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