It Was For Science! - Sex Stories

It Was For Science!

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"Yes, of course you are. That was just me being petulant, and you had every right to be annoyed. I should have been more explicit."

"Can't be more explicit than this," Harold said, chuckling. "It's practically obscene."

Hattie nodded and unconsciously started playing with herself. "Harold, do you know anyone at a football club? The Boronia Bruins?"

He thought for a bit, then shook his head. "No, why?"

"I received an invitation to a wine and cheese night there on the 31st of March, and I don't know why."

"What's the occasion?"

"The start of the season, apparently. It's all a bit vague and mysterious, though."

"It is, isn't it? Well, I suppose you could call the club and find out a bit more. If it sounds fun, then you should go. You should get out and meet new people. I'll be in that meeting for a few hours, if the other ones are a guide."

"That's a good idea. I'll call them tomorrow." She rolled over and smiled. "That was the best one yet. Thank you, dear."

"Absolutely my pleasure."

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Hattie nervously got out of the Uber, which silently slipped away into the night. She had called the number on the invitation, and the man who answered, Jacob, had assured her it wasn't a joke and that someone she knew and trusted had arranged the event. He was evasive when she tried to ask more questions, but gave her enough information for her to decide that she would attend. Jacob was delighted, and said he would arrange for a car to pick her ...

... up and take her home.

She took a deep breath and clutched her handbag. This was the first time in a very long time that she had gone to a party without Harold. Thinking back, she couldn't actually remember such an occasion. 'Well, It looks like an event here, and Harold knows where I am. May as well go inside and see who's there,' she thought.

A door to the pavilion with a large 'Welcome!' sign over it seemed to be the likely way in. She pushed open the door, and a loud cheer and applause greeted her.

"Oh, my goodness!," she gasped. "What... who..."

A grinning Ray stepped forward and kissed her cheek. "Hi Hattie. Glad you could come to your 'coming a lot party'. Sorry the invite was a bit cryptic, but I wanted to keep it a surprise."

Hattie nodded slowly and looked around in a daze. A 'coming a lot party'? That didn't mean anything to her, until she saw the bed in the middle of the hall, then the men. Twenty strapping young men wearing shorts and sleeveless football tops, grinning at her. She turned to Ray and pointed at the bed. "I don't understand, Ray. Well, maybe I do, but I'd like you to confirm it."

"Oh, it is what you think it is. These guys are here to plough your cunt continuously for as long as you or they can go on. I thought about what you said, and asked a couple of mates at work if they knew anyone who'd be willing to gang bang a sexy older lady who wanted a long, hard screw." He smiled and shrugged, "I showed them that picture of you naked and ...