Seven Is My Lucky Number: Reverse Harem Romance

by Kelli Callahan

  “Matt, you’re up.” I stopped spinning and felt myself being pulled towards Matt.

  “Time to set a new record.” His eyes met mine and he smiled. I did my best to return it, even though I was feeling numb from my head to my toes.

  I would have been perfectly fine with Matt being my first—in fact, I probably preferred it. I wasn’t afraid of Jerrod’s comment about him jackhammering my pussy. I felt like it was going to take a jackhammer to make me orgasm from a man’s cock after having so much pleasure from their tongues. Matt was big, cut with muscle instead of fat like a lot of the linebackers in the NFL. He could literally pick up men bigger than him and throw them like a child tossing a sack of marbles. I had also watched him take plenty of cocky quarterbacks like Jerrod and snap them in half when he sacked them. The timer started and Matt pulled me closer. He started off slow, moving his tongue around my labia. If I hadn’t already experienced three back to back orgasms, I would have probably felt it a lot more. I could feel the heat of his breath that had a hint of longing on it as he brushed his lips along my slit.

  “She ain’t even moaning yet.” Jerrod leaned over. “She’s still conscious though. Coach, you may have to call it. Mia is spent.”

  “She’ll be fine.” Coach Dawson replied in a growl

  Easy for him to say, he’s not the one being shared by seven men desperate to be the first one to sink their cock into a virgin pussy.

  Matt’s technique was different from the others. He started off slow, but he started to accelerate as he got closer to my wetness. The anticipation of feeling his tongue in the sensitive area started to build and then I began to want it. I reached down and rubbed both hands through his hair, pushing myself closer. I tried to shift my body towards him, but he kept me teased. I was surprised I had anything left, but the pressure started to build even before he got near my clitoris. He started to massage the entrance of my pussy and although it wasn’t the spot that felt the best, the teasing intensified from feeling his tongue there. He finally started moving up the middle of my pussy with his tongue resting right below my clitoris and I nearly exploded on the spot. The pressure got more intense, almost building on top of the previous orgasms I experienced from his teammates.

  Damn, he’s really good at this.

  Matt finally let his tongue rest on my clitoris and moved it in a circle that kept my building orgasm stimulated the entire time. My body was already reacting and moving towards the point of no return. There would have been no way for me to hold back, even if I wanted to. I could feel the other players looking at me and I knew he must be going faster than them. Time had kind of become meaningless for me. Matt’s magic tongue was like a sexual torpedo focused on hitting the target every time he pressed against my clitoris with his quick circles and the pressure was out of control. I thought I was at the point where I couldn’t orgasm again before he started, but I was feeling a second wind of sexual energy when the orgasm began. It rushed out of me like a cannon and the moment it started to surge, I felt a second one building on top of it. I squeezed my hands around Matt’s hard and shoved my hips against him, riding his tongue until the second orgasm—technically my fifth—erupted on his tongue.

  “He made her cum twice? That’s fucking cheating.” I heard Joe’s voice resonating anger. I heard the bet he made with Matt, so I wasn’t surprised that he was upset. I was in nirvana.

  “We’re doing this for Mia.” Coach Dawson replied. “If Matt got her that turned on, he probably deserves bonus points. As it stands, he’s now the new record leader at five minutes and thirty seconds.”

  “That...” My body just slumped against the table. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

  “Says the virgin who has never had a cock. Want a real orgasm, let me be the first one to fuck you.” Jerrod’s cocky noise made the room vibrate and it was almost like I felt his words instead of heard them. Even my senses were blown after Matt was done with me.

  “It looks like you owe me a few steaks.” Matt chuckled.

  “After that, it is probably only fair to let Mia have a break.” Coach Dawson stood up from the table and stretched. “Let’s grab a beer and we’ll pick this up after halftime.”

  “Sounds good to me.” Matt started to stand. “I definitely wouldn’t want to have to follow that.”

  “Wait until you see what I do to her.” Jerrod stood up as well.

  The team left the room and I stretched out, feeling my pussy almost throbbing from the constant spasms of my orgasm. My limps were almost dead weight. My head felt like it was just held onto my shoulders with a thin piece of tape and could go rolling off if I even made a move. I would never have been brave enough to ask for halftime after the arrangement was made, but I sure as hell needed it. I was a bit concerned when I realized Coach Dawson said he was going to be number seven, but he had turned out to be the glue that kept everything together. As much as I liked Matt, I could easily see myself enjoying the loss of my virginity to an older, experienced man. If the math in my jumbled brain was right, Joe was out of the running for my virginity. He was a nice guy, but he probably wouldn’t have been the first choice anyway, so I couldn’t feel a lot of disappointment with that. I knew I would be having sex with him at some point during our arrangement, but I was okay with him not being my first.

  This halftime can last forever...

  Chapter 9: Coach Dawson

  The plan was going better than I expected. I wasn’t entirely sure putting six bulls in a pen with a virgin was going to end well, but even Joe seemed to be okay with the realization he wasn’t going to have Mia’s virginity. It was a prize, but an elimination really was the first test of our arrangement. I had a bit of lingering fear about Jerrod. He was such a cocky prick who was used to getting what he wanted. If he wasn’t the best quarterback I could afford, I would have probably replaced him. He had plowed his way through most of the cheerleaders that weren’t married—and maybe some of them too, but if he had, he was at least smart enough to keep that to himself. Matt had been a bit of a surprise. I didn’t expect him to be as skilled with his tongue as he was. He might even be better than me.

  “Okay boys, beers for everyone.” I pulled them out of the fridge and started handing them out.

  “Do you really think this arrangement is going to work, coach?” Hank twisted the top off his beer and took a large gulp.

  “That is up to everyone in the room. If there are concerns, I’m not forcing you to stay.” I shrugged and sat down on a bar stool.

  “No, I’m good with it—I think. I just never even considered an arrangement like this.” He shook his head and took another large gulp.

  “Why do people get married?” I looked around the room.

  “Because they’re in love?” Matt traced the eyes of his teammates and a few of them laughed.

  “Babies.” Jerrod stated firmly. “That’s the only reason to get married—make babies and have a family.”

  “Lots of sex. All the sex you could ever want.” Chad grinned from ear to ear.

  “The sex stops after you get married and she starts popping out kids. Just ask my dad.” Roger grunted. “That’s why I’m never getting married.”

  “It’s a touch of that, yeah.” I twisted the top off my beer and took a sip. “Marriage is definitely about love, normally. Sometimes it is about obligation—because you forgot to wrap your dick. Lust—lust is a big one. I’ve been there, but I didn’t quite get down the aisle before it fizzled out. Kids, family, all that shit is great, I guess. I wouldn’t know, personally. At the core though, when you strip away all of that, it is about commitment. You commit to spend your life with one person and agree you won’t cheat on them, unless they’re into that kind of thing.”

  “What’s the point, coach?” Jerrod sipped his beer. “We have a virgin to deflower.”

  “The point is this. You can go out there, blow your money, and take a different girl home every night. You can do that for the rest of your life if you want. You c
an get a girlfriend—or multiple if you prefer. You can even get a wife. You’ll never know if she’s cheating on you. You’ll try to trust her, but trust is a fragile thing. Wouldn’t it be easier not to worry about all of that? To know that you’ve got one of the hottest girls in the world here where you can have her anytime you want. She’ll never have a reason to stray or cheat on you, because she’ll always be satisfied. When the babies come, we raise them together. We don’t worry about who knocked her up, we just love them. All she needs is devotion and your promise that you’ll always be there for her.”

  “So, coach.” Chad sipped his beer and folded his arms. “You’ve done this before?”

  “I’ve helped others arrange it, but I’ve never been tempted before now. That girl though? She’s worth it. She calmed all six of you and none of you started fighting over her. That is the kind of woman you hold onto. That is the kind of woman you do everything in your power to keep, even if you have to share her.” I lifted my beer. “To the incredible Mia.”

  “To Mia.” Matt was the first to respond.

  I could see that my words were resonating with everyone except Jerrod. He seemed to still have some concerns nestled behind his eyes. Halftime ended and we returned to the round table. Mia was sitting up slightly and she watched us as we filed into the room and took our seats. I had never seen such satisfaction on a woman’s face that was also filled with desire. She was anxious for the next tongue, even if she had been brought to climax multiple times. She lay back on the table without a word and I started spinning it. It went around several times and then it came to a stop directly in front of me. It was my turn and I was ready to taste her for the first time. She made me harder than I was when Brandy and Tiffany were doing their best to inhale my cock—and I hadn’t even touched her yet.

  Okay, let’s see if the old man still has some tricks up his sleeve.

  “Good luck, Coach.” Matt smiled as I pulled Mia close.

  Her pussy tasted like paradise. When I pushed my tongue inside of her, I could taste all the orgasms she had experienced. They had left her sticky and so wet I wasn’t even sure her virginity could stop me from getting my cock inside of her with a few hard thrusts. Her pussy was so tight that it would be an amazing to feel it wrapped around my dick. I hadn’t been with a virgin since college and we were both getting in the sack together for the first time so it wasn’t exactly pleasurable for us both. Having one so many years later with all my experience would be a dream come true. I pushed my tongue inside of her pussy several times and circled her hymen, mentally imagining her tightness as I pushed past it and sank myself to the hilt inside of her. I snapped out of my fantasy as my cock pressed against my pants and moved my tongue along the middle of her pussy, quickly moving to her clitoris and circling it with my tongue. It started to tighten quickly, which was a good sign since she had so many orgasms she was likely exhausted.

  “I can’t believe I can still feel anything, but that feels really good...” She let out a load moan.

  I still got it — not that there was any doubt.

  I knew how to treat a pussy like it was the most important thing on earth, which is exactly what the one in front of me was. I belonged to all of us and we could all claim it. Taking care of Mia and making sure every desire she had was met without question would be our mission. None of the other arrangements I had put together ever tempted me to join, but Mia was different. Mia was so sweet and innocent, in need of our protection and our love. The reward would be well worth it, especially when I had my turn between her luscious thighs. I moved my tongue around her clitoris and back down here lovely labia, teasing the tender flesh with my tongue before pushing inside of her again. That hymen would feel wonderful when it shattered so her pussy could stretch out to accommodate her first cock. I really hoped it was mine. Getting in contention meant I had to make her cum, so I focused all my efforts on it. I formed a hard point with my tongue and flicked it against her clit several times before circling it and then moved back to the entrance, pushing my tongue inside in rapid, quick thrusts. When I felt her start to tremble, I moved back to her clitoris.

  “Coach Dawson is lighting her up like a Christmas tree.” Joe’s voice was laced with surprise. “He’s probably got a few off-field tricks he could teach us.”

  “Yeah.” Chad admitted cautiously. “Well, I ain’t had my turn yet so consider this coaching.”

  “I know all I need to know already.” Jerrod’s sarcastic, cockiness was rampant behind a grunt.

  It was easy for the six of them to put aside their ego and agree I had things to teach them on the field, but it was harder for a man to admit they weren’t the best Casanova to ever grace Texas. Stripping those insecurities bare and letting them be nurtured for Mia’s pleasure was a critical part of the arrangement. If Mia wasn’t a virgin, she would be the one teaching, but without experience to guide her, I would do my best to make sure every man who climbed into her bed understood what to do. I pushed against her hymen several times, getting lost in the savory lust of her pussy and then moved back to her clitoris when she was almost vibrating with pleasure. I moved my tongue against it and around it, feeling it get more excited with each motion. When she was almost at the point of no return and her moans were faster than her breaths, I went for the climax, furiously finishing her off with fast motions against her clit. I felt her body quiver, shake and then her pussy spasmed. The wonderful virgin pussy was enraptured with pleasure as she orgasmed.

  “That’s how it is done, boys.” I hit the timer hard. “Four minutes and fifty seconds.”

  “Fuck!” Roger’s words were a bit upset, but they were still calm. “I guess that knocks me out of contention.”

  “Well unless one of you can work a miracle, it looks like it is down to me, Matt, and Coach Dawson.” Hank’s voice was excited and he grinned.

  “Spin her.” Chad rubbed his hands. “It’s either Jerrod or me next.”

  “You’re doing great, Mia.” I rubbed her leg. “Two more to go.”

  “Damn...” Mia started to relax after her orgasm seized every muscle in her body. “I’m barely functional at this point.”

  “I’ll show you that you can keep going.” Jerrod leaned forward. “Spin her, coach.”

  Chapter 10: Chad

  I could play any position on defense if I was lined up across from the quarterback. I wasn’t going to be chasing down wide receivers, but running backs were candy for me to crunch in my teeth. I might not have been able to chase down a quarterback with feet like Jerrod’s, but I could open a hole for Matt to destroy them. It made me essential, but it didn’t make me a superstar in the stands. The fans might not appreciate what I did, but I made every other player on the field shine when I put mother fuckers on their ass. I had been the biggest guy at my high school, the biggest guy at college, and I was one of the biggest the NFL had ever seen—almost seven feet tall and built like a stack of bricks. If I had the speed, I would have ended up in the NBA instead. Unfortunately, I felt a twinge of nervousness when I realized I was next up to pleasure the beautiful Mia.

  “Okay, Chad.” Coach Dawson nodded towards me and held up the timer. “Show her what you go.”

  What I’ve got — is nothing.

  I wasn’t the guy who got the cheerleaders. They went to quarterbacks and superstars. I was the guy who was popular with the dance line and the band girls—occasionally a flag twirler. That meant most of the girls I had been with were inexperienced like Mia, and I hadn’t picked up a ton of tricks. Mia’s pussy was the first one I had ever even seen up close. Usually it was a quick slide of my pants, shove it in, and fuck until there was nothing left. After watching what the other guys did to her, I wasn’t even sure I had made a woman cum before. I moved my tongue between her thighs and started licking from the bottom of her pussy to the top, repeating the motion quickly. I didn’t get much of a reaction, but her pussy tasted great. I pushed my tongue between her labia and started moving it back and forth—then up and down.
I could feel her reacting, but it was nothing like I had seen the other guys do. Butterflies and nervousness started to build up inside of me. I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of the guys, but I could tell I was terrible at it.

  “Coach Dawson wore her out.” Roger chuckled. “Chad can’t even get her to moan.”

  “Maybe he ain’t doing it right.” Jerrod snickered. “I bet I can get a reaction.”

  My cheeks flushed with embarrassment. I wasn’t even sure why I was there. I repeated my sophomoric efforts several times and felt her tense up slightly and show some excitement but it fizzled out faster than a lit match burning against my fingers. I felt like a fool. I guess Mia realized I wasn’t exactly an expert. She reached down and caressed my hair, moving her fingers along my ear. That sent a shiver of excitement through me. She moved her hips until my tongue was against her clitoris and then held me there for a moment. I got the message as I felt her moan when my tongue contacted the hard knot of flesh. I concentrated my efforts there and Mia made a circle along the edge of my hairline, pressing in a little harder. I started moving my tongue to match her motion and I felt her body react even stronger. A virgin was teaching me how to satisfy her—that should have been embarrassing, but it got me hot. My cock throbbed against my thigh harder than it had been since the first time I felt a pussy around it.

  “Right there...” She started to pant. “Oh God, yes!”

  “I guess he figured it out.” Matt tapped the table. “Make her cum, Chad.”