Louise lay in bed as the delightful shudders of a powerful orgasm subsided. She watched Irena let herself out of their bedroom and admired her shapely, toned bum. She and her husband had enjoyed an energetic threesome with their young Ukrainian friend the previous night. First thing this morning, Irena knelt between Louise’s legs and skilfully pleasured her with her tongue. Louise had climaxed without waking her husband. He was dead to the world.

Irena stuck her head around the bedroom door and blew Louise a kiss before letting herself out of their house. “Oh to be young and carefree again,” Louise thought. just as her fingers brushed again her long swollen clit and she drifted away into a blissful doze.

It was the late Spring of 1998, the rugby league season was coming to an end and the team Louise’s husband played for was in with a good chance of winning the National Conference League. Today’s game was against an opponent whose form had been terrible all season. It should be a walkover. Louse and Trish had gone along to watch.

The club’s fortunes were reflected in their ground. Everything was dilapidated and run down. Even their home supporters were showing what they thought of them. Neither stand was anywhere near full.

Louise And Trish had met in a pub before the game and Trish had probably already had one too many. She was garrulous and over-confident. Louise had driven over in order to surprise her husband so she had stayed on soft drinks while Trish knocked them back. In addition to surprising her husband, she had also decided to win his dare by wearing a very revealing top. It was a crochet knit black sweater that hugged her ample cleavage. Louise had also opted to up the ante and go beyond the dare and wear the top without a bra. Her nipples were prominent and clearly visible.

At half time as the teams left the field Louise said that she was going to visit the dressing room to surprise her husband.

The babble in the dressing room ceased as soon as Louise entered. She took off her jacket and quickly every set of eyes in the room was focused on her.  She walked up to her husband, kissed him and inquired how the game was going. He was briefly lost for words at the sight of his wife brazenly displaying herself. Nobody in the room said a word. Earlier that day they had a lie-in and a good fuck to get their day started. He knew his wife was in a horny mood but he wasn’t expecting this.

After a few minutes of small talk, Louise encouraged the team to win in the second half. She then kissed her husband and left the dressing room. She walked slowly so that everyone got a really good look at her. She was immensely turned on by her slutty behaviour, her nipples were hard and her pussy moist.

Trish wasn’t where she was supposed to be in the stand, so Louise took her seat and waited for her friend to join her.

From the moment Trish arrived back at her seat it was obvious to Louise that she had done something. Louise demanded to know what her friend had done.

“Well, I’ve kind of placed a sort of bet with some of the other team, but don’t worry there is absolutely no chance of us losing,” Trish admitted.

“Go on,” Louise demanded

“Well, I said that if they manage a draw, which they won’t, we will walk through their dressing room in our underwear.” Trish finally admitted what she had done.

Louise quickly assessed the situation, the most obvious solution was for her to leave and take Trish with her. That way there wasn’t the remotest chance of their having to fulfil the bet. At the same time, Louise found herself aroused at the idea, she was still feeling incredibly horny after visiting her husband at half-time and sensing all those eyes lasciviously feasting on her.

The teams returned to the pitch and both women sat back to enjoy the game.

To say that the game plan and the predictions for the second half were wrong was a massive understatement. The visitors looked complacent, they had made no changes and it quickly began to show.

The home side substituted a young untested, untried winger who nobody had ever heard anything about. His presence on the pitch was transformational. He proved almost impossible to mark and was by far the quickest man on the field. The home side quickly equalised and then unbelievably went ahead.

Things went from bad to worse for the visitors, their earlier complacency gave way to a collapse in teamwork. The young winger was literally running circles around them. The home side was motivated, and empowered and went on the offence with renewed confidence.

A poor tackle led to a physical altercation between two players and a punch was thrown. This led to a man being sent off immediately. The visitors were now in trouble. From the stand, Louise watched as her husband’s side collapsed under the onslaught. The young winger was everywhere, but the home side’s Captain was impressive, rallying his team again and again in a match he had clearly expected to lose.

For a brief moment, the visitors got their act together and Louise’s husband made a break for the opposing side. He had men on either side of him and went for the opposing side like a bull. His ankle was grabbed and he stumbled but powered on. Instead of passing the ball, he continued with his charge, but he no longer had the pace. The opposing Captain saw the opportunity and knew exactly what to do. He positioned himself and brought Louise’s husband down to the ground. The ball went out of play. The brief counter-attack was over.

After this victory for the home side was inevitable although unexpected. The atmosphere inside the ground was electric. The victors were cheered off the pitch by their fans who had got used to leaving the ground dejected and demoralised.

As they were leaving the pitch one of the Home side’s subs caught Trish’s eye, he made it clear that he expected her to deliver on a bet she had lost.

Trish could be impetuous and spirited, especially if she’d had a few drinks, but she was also honourable and never broke promises. “I have to do this,” she admitted to Louise as she headed for the changing rooms. Louise followed Trish, she knew her friend was not in any danger with a rugby team,  but she was also intrigued as to what might happen.

If the atmosphere in the home stand was electric it was nothing compared to that in the victorious side’s changing room. Men were singing and hugging each other. The steam from the bath filled the room as the team shed their kit and headed for the comfort of a well-earned soak.

Louise found herself admiring the naked men around her, they were all in reasonably good shape and there were a few impressive cocks on display. None of the men appeared to be aware of their visitors until someone blew a whistle. The dressing room quietened and Trish was introduced and the bet explained.

Trish stood in front of the team bath and with a theatrical flourish removed her sweater and jeans. There was a massive cheer from the team as she paraded up and down the room in her bra and knickers.

Somebody asked that if the dare was for a draw what would they get for winning? There was another loud cheer as Trish removed her bra and proudly displayed her tits. Some of the men in the bath stood up. it was obvious that they were getting hard. Another wag remarked that it wasn’t just a win it was a superb win. Trish knew what they were egging her on to do and was getting caught up in the moment. She stepped out of her knickers and paraded herself naked before the victorious team.

At one stage she walked a little too close to the bath and before she knew what was happening strong arms picked her up and lifted her into the bath with all the naked men.

Louise watched from a corner of the room, she knew that she could leave and that no one would try and stop her. She was however feeling increasingly aroused. She knew it would be hours before she caught up with her husband. Besides that, there were quite a few swelling cocks being displayed.

Trish was in her element, snogging every man who approached her, while at the same time wanking their cocks under the water. A massive cheer went up from the team when Trish was presented with the young winger. His youthful body was just perfect, lithe with well-defined muscles and long powerful legs. He was sporting an impressive erection. With his teammates cheering him on, the winger made his move on Trish, holding her close and feeling her bum and tits as he kissed her.

The young winger who was being raucously encouraged by the rest of the team continued snogging Trish. He proved just as impressive off the pitch as he was on it. In one almost balletic move, he picked Trish up and carried her to the treatment table adjacent to the bath.

The Captain was just getting his ankle looked at but saw that it was time to give up the table for his protégé.

The winger laid Trish on her back and stood back from the table. Trish was lost in the moment, she raised her knees and spread her legs. The winger approached her with his cock in his hand. He climbed up onto the table and pushed his rampant cock into Trish. She took him willingly and enthusiastically. The cheering from his teammates provided him with all the encouragement he needed. None of them had the faintest idea that Trish was his first woman.

As the Captain walked away from the table he spotted Louise standing in the corner. Whilst holding her gaze he removed the remainder of his kit and slowly walked naked towards the team bath. Louise observed that he was a powerfully built man, broad-shouldered and stocky. His bum was nicely sculpted and his cock looked impressive, even in its flaccid state.

Trish was getting a terrific pounding from the young winger who had developed a powerful thrusting rhythm. She began to moan with pleasure. Her nails were digging into her lover's lower back and bum.

The captain turned and faced Louise his dark eyes burned into hers, his desire could not have been made more clear. his cock was swelling nicely.

Louise was in a trance-like state, the sight and sound of her friend getting properly shagged was really arousing, but she was unsure about how far she could go. The lustful looks she had received from her husband’s teammates at halftime didn’t help. She moved closer to the bath with the Captain’s eyes holding her gaze.

What to do? Louise was flustered, this morning’s shag had been a good one, but they had not had enough time for the second round she really wanted. In her aroused state her nipples protruded through the top she was wearing, there was nothing she could do to hide this.

Trish began to orgasm loudly as the young winger pounded into her. The sound of her friend’s climax and the cheering from his teammates was more than Louise could take.

The Captain was now sitting in the bath and he held out a hand and gestured for Louise to join him. Louise removed her top and her jeans and approached the bath in just her knickers. Her stiff nipples protruded from her large breasts.

The winning team now realised they had two very attractive women in the changing room with them. Trish was just getting up from the treatment table to loud cheers from the home side. A few of the remaining men turned their attention to Louise.

In her trance-like state, Louise did not notice that she was being lifted into the bath by strong arms. A few of the men kissed her and she didn’t resist and returned their kisses with enthusiasm. At the same time, she felt her hands being guided under the water to some of the stiff cocks that were on display.

The Captain saw what was happening and without speaking his natural authority put a stop to his player’s behaviour. He invited Louise to sit on his knee. He was getting erect and Louise could feel the outline of his cock pushing against the gusset of her knickers. His presence was powerful and he began whispering in Louis’s ear. When his hands began to fondle her breasts and tweak her already stiff nipples Louise realised that there was no turning back from this point.

Trish joined the rest of the team in the bath and was soon sitting between two players, both were sporting impressive erections. She grasped both and did what they were begging that she would.

The Captain’s fingers found their way into Louise’s knickers and they quickly discovered her long swollen clit, the feeling was wonderful. Once again the players sitting on either side of their Captain guided Louse’s hands to their cocks under the water. She grasped both and began wanking them.

Another player stood in front of Trish, he was fully erect and he made it clear that he wanted her to suck him off. There was another loud cheer as Trish leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth

Louise still was wanking two players off when the Captain lifted her off his knee and moved her to the side of the bath. His impressive cock  was now erect and pointing at the ceiling. His intention could not have been clearer. Other team members deferred to their Captain and stood aside. He turned Louise around and bent her over the side of the bath. Standing behind her he rubbed his cock up and down her bum crack before finding the opening to her pussy. With a firm thrust, he pushed himself inside her and began to fuck her. The team cheered as both of their visitors were getting shagged.

Louise felt good with such an impressive cock inside her. The Captain had both stamina and good technique

Earlier the attention of the team was on Trish now turned to Louise who was being pounded by their Captain. Both were clearly enjoying themselves. A few players stood in front of Louise and wanked their cocks. She reached out to help them but found it hard to concentrate while she was getting so well fucked.

The Captain’s climax in the bath matched his prowess on the pitch. He grabbed Louise’s flanks and pushed himself into her, his release was phenomenal and the dressing room erupted into cheers from the victorious side.

A few players finished their wanking and both women were escorted courteously to the changing room where they were able to get dressed. Louise’s knickers were nowhere to be seen. Clearly, someone had kept them as a trophy.

Convention held that after the match both teams would meet in the clubhouse for a drink. The home side's clubhouse was in such a site of disrepair that they had arranged to meet in a nearby pub. The victorious home side was so late arriving that most of the visitors had already left.

Later that evening when Louise and her husband met back at their flat she commiserated with him about the score. He was clearly still bruised by the result which was unexpected. She asked how the other team had taken it and he replied that they hadn’t really had a chance to mingle after the game. The rumour was that the home side had enjoyed the company of some local sluts in the dressing room and they hadn’t made the post-match drinks.