My BF went away last weekend on a football trip with his mates. I'm not interested in football, so I stayed home. One of my girlfriends rang me and asked if I would like to go out with her for a few drinks Saturday evening. We went into town, cruising a few bars. In one of them, a really cute guy tried chatting me up. He was handsome, with a nice smile and a ready wit, but I said thanks for the offer and made my excuses. Several bars later, we ended up in Oceana Club. Suddenly here was this guy again... This time, and several drinks later, I gave in... I went with him back to his hotel. It turned out he was a footballer! Bloody hell! Anyway, we went to his room, and he ordered champagne... We relaxed, and pretty soon my knickers came off, and his finger was in my vagina as we snogged... Next thing, the door burst open and in came 5 of his mates ...they all had the same leer on their faces, and my newfound bf didn't stand much of a chance ... Before I knew it, they all had their trousers off, and their cocks were standing proud. My new bf suddenly changed from the gentle potential lover ... Now he was one of them... His cock stood out, and he was going to be first... He slid into me, quite forcefully; meanwhile on of the others grabbed by hair and thrust his dick into my mouth... Two others were wanking on my tits... They started to take things in rotation, shagging my every orifice... In one way it was exciting, but in another it was disgusting... I began to wish my real boyfriend were here... Eventually, one by one, they shot their loads, in me, on me ... The last one filled my mouth, and it didn't taste nice, then he decided to pee on me.... I fled into the bathroom, followed by much laughter. Finally, I came out, grabbed my clothes and fled, dressing hurriedly in the hotel corridor. When my bf came back next day, he said I should have gone with him ... He'd had a great time. I said I want NOTHING to do with football!