After the game threesome

The soccer match.
“Ouch!” Mark yelped as he took a seat under the row of pine trees that surrounded his town’s local park. He quickly removed the pine cone he had just sat on and got comfortable in the shade. Today had been a busy day.
Every year his home town hosted a soccer tournament that invited teams from the surrounding area to compete and Mark just so happened to work for the local soccer club as a referee. He had spent his entire weekend running up and down the field, getting yelled abusive remarks from the coaches and parents of both teams, over every call he made and Mark was exhausted. It didn’t help that it was over 35°C that entire weekend and that the sun beat down on him mercilessly in his all black uniform.
Exhausted, Mark removed his water bottle from his bag, took a giant swig from it and then immediately spat it out again. Even his water was overheated. “Just one more game to go,” He sighed grumpily as he lay back under the shelter of the trees. Still sweating from the intense heat, Mark decided to remove his shirt. Putting on his sunglasses, he closed his eyes and lay back down again to relax before his final game of the weekend.
It was this motion that attracted the attention of the two young girls that were walking in his direction from his right.

A rustle in the grass and the sound of close footsteps made Mark open his eyes and through his tinted aviators he saw two beautiful girls trying hard not to stare at his topless body yet failing in their attempt. The first was blonde with curly hair that just barely brushed her shoulders. She wore a tight, bright pink, spaghetti strapped tank top that showed off her white bra underneath and blue jean short shorts that showed off her lovely tanned legs. She had small B cup breasts and a perky little ass that Mark couldn’t help but imagine holding in his hands. The second girl looked older as her body seemed to be a bit more developed than the blonde. She was a sporty looking brunette with her hair put back in a pony tail. She wore a bright green sun dress that barley covered her figure. Her C cup breasts seemed to almost pop out of her top while her ass was just visible under her dress. Her round ass swayed as she walked, fully visible from under the thin fabric that floated in the wind.

Mark’s cock swelled in his pants as he watched them walk by and smiled. He recognised the blonde as a freshman at his high school, where he was a senior, but he had never seen the brunette before. The blonde’s name was… Peyton? Mark was sure her name was “P” something. Parker?…. Priscilla? ….Pamela? Usually he was really good with names, especially with cute girl’s names, but this one eluded him. Mark was so lost in thought trying to remember the girl’s name that he didn’t notice that the girls were coming back his way.

“Hey there,” came a voice that snapped Mark out of his thoughts. The two girls were back and nearly standing over him.

“Hey there yourself, my name is Mark.” He said with a smile.

“My name is Brooke and this is my cousin Paige.” said the brunette. Paige looked up from Mark’s rippled stomach at the mention of her name and her face shone a bright pink that matched her top. She waved awkwardly.

‘Ohh, its Paige!’ Mark laughed to himself, ‘Where the hell did I get Priscilla from?’
Once again Brooke’s voice brought him back to reality.

“My cousin and I were wondering, since it’s so hot out, that we would go for a swim. Would you like to join us? Our place is just around the corner and you look like you could use it.”

Brooke’s green eyes sparkled as she looked at Mark; a devilishly sexy grin was spread across her face. Mark’s heart skipped a beat and so did the buddy in his pants at the thought of these 2 gorgeous girls’ in swimsuits. But then his heart sank deep as he said;

“I’d love that girls but I still have one more game that I have to take care of before I’m free for the day”

“That’s okay! You can come after!” Paige spoke up before hiding behind her cousin, her face even redder than before.

“Don’t worry, you can come right after you’re done,” confirmed Brooke. “It’ll be lots of fun!”

Brooke’s devilish grin never left her face as she knelt down to Mark’s level. Her soft breasts nearly popped out of her dress in his face.
“I promise,” she added seductively.

Then she brought two fingers to the hem of her dress and slowly lifted up the front. Mark’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when she revealed her smooth teenage pussy to him. She wasn’t wearing anything under her dress! Mark’s pants bulged even tighter now.
Brooke noticed his tent and licked her lips.

“The address is 140 Cherry Hill crescent. Do you know where that is?”

Mark nodded. It was only a 5 minute walk from where they were currently.

“Okay good we will see you later then! Don’t bother knocking; just come straight in the front.” Brooke smiled. She stood up and made sure that her dress was properly covering her.

Paige’s eyes were looking straight at Mark’ crotch now.

“Bye” was all she could muster as the girls walked on.

Mark returned the bye as well, Brooke’s pussy still fresh in his mind. His cock straining uncomfortably against his shorts, he hasn’t had sex in weeks and he was at the tipping point. He needed to fuck Brooke, Paige too if she was willing. She kept staring at my cock he thought. The image of the two girls kneeling in front of him, sharing his cock in their mouths while they looked up at him with their big sparkling eyes made his cock twitch again. His watch beeped. “Ugh!”
It was almost game time. Mark began to flex his arms and leg muscles to hide his now giant boner.
“Nobody needs to see that just yet.” He smiled to himself as he got up and headed to the soccer pitch to earn one last pay for the day.


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Mark’s last game seemed to last forever. He ran around the pitch half dazed thinking about the girls he was to meet afterwards. He couldn’t get Brooke’s tiny shaved pussy off his mind. All he wanted was to taste her, Paige too. He imagined them wearing tiny bathing suits, splashing around in the pool, getting each other all wet. The two hot teens wrestled in the water before their lips touched and began to kiss each other passionately in Mark’s imagination. He could hear the coaches yelling at him from the sidelines to blow his whistle and he snapped back to reality once again.

“What are you?