Catanzaro Versus Juventus

It was going to be a traditional Saturday afternoon for the Trapanzolla family. While Mamma stayed at home to prepare the evening meal, Pappa would take his son Roberto, and his daughter Guisepina, to watch their local football team. They were season tickets holders for their local Serie C team, and had been attending matches since Guisepina was five.

Over the years, the family had seen the fortunes of their little club fluctuate wildly. However, this year looked like being a good one. A strong run in the Coppa Italia had seen them reach the last 16 in the competition for the first time in over thirty years. And now they had drawn Juventus, at home. A win against such a team would shock the Italian footballing world and be the perfect birthday present for Guisepina.

Roberto was now 20, and with little chance for employment in this region of Italy had joined the Navy, to learn a trade and see the world. Over the last eighteen months, he had spent much of his time rescuing immigrants trying to cross the Mediterranean from North Africa. He had seen some sights. Guisepina had just turned eighteen the previous weekend, was just finishing school, and had obtained a place at Naples University to start in September.

However, on the Friday night before the match when her brother turned up, to everyone's surprise he had brought two shipmates with him. How were all five of them going to get into the tiny stadium to watch the game?

That was when Roberto played his trump card. One of his old school friends was now working as a groundsman at the teams' small stadium and he had been able to get a ticket for the Director's Box, this was going to be a present for his father. Roberto had also been able to sweet talk another ground ticket from another friend and they hoped that Luigi and Paolo would both be able to get in and join Roberto and his sister on the terracing.

After a meal on the Friday evening, Guisepina, Roberto and his two friends headed out to a local bar for a few drinks. This was Roberto's 'Birthday' gift for his sister.

As the four sat drinking and chatting, Guisepina could not help but notice the attentive glances she was getting from her brother's two friends. Nor could she fail to notice the tingling that she felt in her pussy as she also admiringly ogled the two attractive young sailors.

Suddenly, there was a commotion, and a group of young men stumbled in through the door of the bar, already well drunk. To Guisepina's horror, one of them was Marco Fondirelli, a recent boyfriend of hers.

Guisepina groaned, this was all she needed. Their breakup six months earlier had been very acrimonious, and Marco had not taken it very well at all.

One of Marco's friends spotted Guisepina across the bar and pointed her out to the drunk young man. Seeing her sitting there, in the company of three other guys made Marco see red and he stormed over.

Even before he reached the foursome, he began hurling abuse at the young woman, calling her a tart and a slut. But before he could say anything else he suddenly found himself flat on his back, as in unison Luigi and Paolo had rapidly stood, punched Marco, and sat back down again, as if nothing had happened.

The bar went silent, before raucous laughter broke out from all the other patrons. It was Roberto who suggested to Marco's friends that perhaps they should take the hothead away and let him calm down a little.

The drink continued to flow, and the four young people spent another good hour in the bar discussing politics, world events, and the price of parmesan. About eleven o'clock they decided to head to the local nightclub where the music was pounding.

Guisepina found Luigi and Paolo to be very attentive, and she spent the next two hours dancing continuously, first with one then the other. As the evening passed, subtle touches from the two men were making Guisepina rather horny. She could feel her pussy get more and more moist, and her clit was tingling. She was also glad that she hadn't worn a tight top as she knew her nipples were so erect that they would be poking out, obvious to anyone.

As she danced and smiled at the two men, she thought how, should the opportunity arise, she would be more than happy to have either, or both, of these young men fuck her. This made her feel even more horny.

Just after one in the morning, the foursome decided to head back to Roberto and Guisepina's parents' home, and as they walked along the road Guisepina linked arms with Roberto's friends. As expected, when they got home Mamma and Pappa were already tucked up in bed, so the four sat quietly in the sitting room and began to look forward to the big match.

Roberto and his pals, fuelled by a little alcohol and a loathing for Juventus, the big team from the rich North, were convinced that little Catanzaro could pull off a shock win.

However, Guisepina who had watched the team religiously with her father over the last couple of months just laughed. She claimed to be a realist and expected Juventus to put three or four past her beloved team.

Roberto was appalled at his sister but decided to tease his sister a little. In trying to goad her, Roberto claimed that his little team was also capable of putting three or four past Juventus, at which Guisepina scoffed.

"OK then," he enquired, "Let's have a little bet!"

Guisepina giggled, this would be easy money for her she thought.

"Sure! How much?" she queried.

Roberto hesitated, but a grin spread across his face as he glanced at his two pals.

"If Catanzaro score, you let one of the boys fuck you!" he suggested.

The other three gasped loudly, as none of them had been expecting that. Both Paolo and Luigi looked at Guisepina in shock, but also with lust, at the thought of getting to fuck this adorable young woman.

Guisepina had gone bright red, and was completely flummoxed by her brother's suggestion, but she suddenly found herself looking from Luigi to Paolo and back again.

"You chose which one," her brother added.

Suddenly, Guisepina found herself nibbling her bottom lip, as again her pussy began to tingle. What a question, she liked them both, which would she chose. Then she smiled, it didn't really matter as her team would never score so she would be safe.

"I chose Luigi," she suddenly said, hesitantly, bringing a massive grin from the lucky man, and a groan of frustration from Paolo.

"And when we score a second, then Paolo fucks you too!" added her brother, grinning ear to ear.

Paolo cheered with delight at this suggestion, and looked eagerly at Guisepina, looking for her agreement.

Guisepina looked stunned.

If her team were lucky, they might get one goal, but a second was definitely out of the question, so although the idea of being fucked by both of them made her all tingly, she was sure that was not going to happen.

"Sure!" agreed Guisepina, trying to brazen her way through her increasing embarrassment and arousal.

"And what if we score a third?" queried Roberto, a look of lust now on his face at the thought of his friends fucking his sexy sister.

All three looked at Roberto aghast, their mouths hanging open in astonishment.

"What?" she queried, as if he had said nothing out of the ordinary.

Paolo and Luigi burst out laughing, as they realised that Roberto was just teasing, or so they thought.

"Well?" Roberto continued, still looking lustfully at his sister.

Guisepina decided to call his bluff.

"Only if it is the winning goal!" she fired back at him.

"Done!" Roberto immediately replied, sticking out his hand to seal the deal.

Guisepina burst out giggling, as she also began to think that her brother was just teasing, and again the thought of Catanzaro scoring three goals against Juventus was ludicrous. She too stuck out her hand and the pair shook on the bet, Paolo and Luigi cheering as they did.

At this point, Guisepina began to think that bed might be a good idea just in case things got a little bit out of hand, so making her excuses she left the three men and made her way upstairs. Stripping off her thin jumper and blouse, she was not surprised to find her nipples stiff and poking through the thin material of her lacy bra. However, what she did not realise was, just how wet her pussy was. As she lowered her tight jeans, she could feel the wet gusset of her little panties moulded to her sex. Guisepina blushed madly, even though there was no one there to see, as she slowly began to peel the sodden material away from her labia.

She had never been this wet before, not even with Marco. She could feel her heart rate increase as she thought about why she was so wet. Roberto's two friends downstairs, were certainly very handsome, and she would gladly have had sex with either of them, once she got to know them better, but this was happening too fast, and she felt like she had lost all control.

At least she was unlikely to have to pay up her debt; the chances of Catanzaro scoring were very slim she assured herself.

However, climbing into bed she pulled the thin sheet up over her body and slipped her right hand between her thighs to cup her pubic mound. Then as she started to imagine just what Luigi's hard body might look like, she slowly parted her labia and began to circle her clit with a finger. Slowly her arousal increased, as she imagined his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, and then peaked as she came, and she whimpered in delight.

***

The next morning at the breakfast table, the three young men were joking and laughing as if nothing had happened when Guisepina joined them.

She felt very self-conscious about what she had agreed to and hoped that in their drunkenness the boys might have forgotten or that it had really all been a big tease.

Somewhat to her relief, no-one made any mention of what had happened the previous evening, and all behaved as if nothing had happened, so Guisepina began to relax as the morning went on.

By one o'clock, excitement was beginning to mount, and the family were ready to head off to the match.

As per usual, Pappa, Roberto and Guisepina were resplendent in their club colours, all sporting their red and yellow striped shirts. While Pappa's was rather large to stretch over his expanding waistline, Roberto's was much more figure hugging, showing off his wide chest, toned abdomen and bulging biceps.

Guisepina followed in her father's footsteps, wearing a very large version of the top, but for a different reason. As such, she could wear it as a tunic style dress, and didn't need to bother about trousers or shorts, or a skirt. For the last few months, she had also taken to wearing sheer black thigh-high stay-ups, with lacy tops, to flatter her slim shapely legs. This look was new to Roberto, as well as his two friends, and Guisepina could only giggle as the three young men had to look twice when Guisepina appeared in the sitting room and announced she was ready to go.

As the five trouped down the road towards the small stadium, Guisepina linked arms with her father as she always did. Only this time Roberto and his friends followed along behind, ogling the body of the sexy young woman who paraded before them.

At the stadium, an old friend who was also on the Board of the club, met Pappa and the two of them made their way towards the Directors box for some pre-match refreshments. The other four made their way into the ground and found their normal standing position from where they would get a great view of the match.

Even then, with nearly an hour before kick-off the ground was filling up. It was going to be a capacity crowd, and Roberto and Guisepina could not remember if they had ever seen the ground so full.

With twenty minutes to go, people were squeezing in like sardines and Guisepina was beginning to think that she would not see anything of the game with everyone standing around her.

But the three boys came to her rescue. Forming a shield around her, they were able to keep Guisepina protected and give her a good view of the pitch.

Then with a roar, Catanzaro took to the field, closely followed by the Juventus team that received a howl of booing and taunting.

However, it did not take long for the crowd to be silenced. Only five minutes in, and a neat move from central midfield, put their centre forward through the middle and he easily slotted the ball under the advancing Catanzaro goalkeeper.

Roberto and his friends groaned in disbelief, as did Guisepina, although she also breathed a sigh of relief. It looked like she wasn't going to have pay up her debt.

Seven minutes later, and Guisepina was even more relaxed, as a move down the left wing by Juventus resulted in a perfectly placed cross into the box and a thumping header from their centre forward again caused the net to bulge, 2 -- 0 to Juventus. It looked like it was going to be one-way traffic.

But to everyone's surprise, rather than collapsing like a pack of cards, Catanzaro began to get back into the game. Although they never came close to threatening Juve's goal, they did begin to hold their own against the Serie A big boys, and before everyone knew it, the referee was blowing his whistle for half time.

After such an intense first half, Guisepina and the three young men visibly took a deep breath. Roberto was bullish at the result so far, convinced that 'his' team would strike back in the second half. Guisepina also feigned hope that they would score too, although from what she had seen so far that looked so unlikely, and therefore she was even more convinced that she wouldn't have to pay up.

The four chatted happily for the next fifteen minutes before, with a huge roar, the teams took to the field again.

The roar built as it was the home side that would be kicking off for the second half, but it was extremely short-lived. As if to rub salt into the wound, a stray pass by Catanzaro was picked up by the Juventus left-back and twenty seconds later after a sweeping move across the pitch another inch perfect cross was volleyed into the back of the net by the centre forward. 0 -- 3.

A collective groan went up from the crowd as they prepared for the floodgates to open.

Having picked up a hat-trick, and with an important match against Parma on the following Wednesday, immediately the boards went up for the Juventus centre forward to be substituted. Although only one man, and a forward, no one expected this change to affect Juve's ability to defend their goal.

How wrong could they be! Now, without this attacking force, Catanzaro took heart that things might not get too much worse, and rather than having two players marking the centre forward, they could now push forward themselves. Even one goal against this great team would be seen as a great achievement.

And it didn't take long for them to take advantage. This time it was a mistake in the Juventus midfield that was pounced upon by Catanzaro, and moving the ball quickly, it broke to their left-winger just on the edge of the penalty box who speculatively smashed the ball towards goal only to see it ricochet of a defender and loop over the stricken goalkeeper.

To say the crowd erupted like Mount Etna would be doing the crowd a disservice.

However, the shock that suddenly broke over Guisepina's face was almost as fascinating.

Before she could turn to look at any of her companions, she found herself being lifted slightly and forced against the safety railing in front of her. With mounting shock but also excitement, she felt her football jersey lifted over her buttocks and her lacy panties ripped from her buttocks.

Luigi stuffed the scraps of lacy fabric into his pocket, as he hurriedly yanked down his zip and dragged his rapidly hardening cock out into the air. Never in his wildest dreams did he really think Catanzaro would actually score, but he also knew that he was taking a massive risk. At any moment, he expected Guisepina to shout out that she was being raped.

But, Guisepina had other thoughts in her mind. She suddenly felt the long hot fleshy rod urgently poking through the gap at the top of her thighs, and instinctively she opened her legs further and stuck out her bottom to help facilitate Luigi's access to her pussy.

She could feel her vagina getting wetter by the second, as the shock of realising she was about to be fucked in front of fifteen thousand spectators fired her arousal off the scale.

Luigi grasped the base of his cock and slid it along Guisepina's juicy labia, urgently searching for the entry to her pleasure tube. Suddenly, he felt the head of his cock catch in her opening and he thrust forward, groaning as the head popped in. Momentarily, resting to make sure that he was properly engaged, he thrust again and buried half his length in Guisepina's grasping, slippery pussy.

Guisepina wailed, as she felt herself being invaded, the long hard rod pushing deep into her sex, Luigi's cock was certainly bigger than Marco's, and she had never felt so full. But embarrassment made her urgently look around the crowd, until she realised that her obvious sexual moans of pleasure were lost in the cacophony of noise still emanating from the Catanzaro fans.

Another thrust from Luigi, and he had his full eight inches buried in Guisepina's hot slippery cunt.

A grin crossed his face, he was going to enjoy this as much as possible, but he knew it was going to be fast and furious. With the crowd around him still going crazy at Catanzaro's goal, Luigi began bouncing up and down as well. It was the perfect movement to fuck Guisepina like a crazy. Grunting and shouting with pleasure, he began thrusting violently in and out of Guisepina's pussy, his cock sliding easier as she became even more aroused.

Little did he know that Guisepina had already come. As she felt his cock fill her pussy to bursting, she had also burst, crying out in pleasure and shuddering as her orgasm flooded over her. Had she been standing on the ground she was sure that her legs would have buckled but slightly raised and pressed against the railing she wasn't going anywhere, and she was loving the sensations.

Panting and yelping as Luigi bounced behind her, she soon found herself careering toward a second orgasm, and she could sense the urgency in Luigi too. Squeezing her pussy muscles as tightly as she could, she hoped that these new sensations would make Luigi come and fill her with his spunk.

It worked, and as Luigi felt his cock gripped by the silken sheath, he bellowed his release, and felt the spunk rush from his balls and explode from the end of his cock.

Guisepina also yelled out in pleasure as she felt the hot splash of spunk in her pussy. Four times she felt Luigi's cock spasm as it shot its load deep into her vagina.

This time her cries did bring a reaction from those around her, and to her horror, old Mr. Conchilini and his son Bruno, close neighbours, who were in the row in front, turned to see what was going on. Seeing Guisepina almost draped over the railing Mr. Conchilini went to help her, holding out his hands towards her, but thinking quickly Guisepina grabbed his face and gave him a kiss.

"We scored!" she screamed, beaming broadly to reassure the old man, and he laughed back with her in joy before quickly turning back as the game was restarting.

The whole event had taken less than three minutes, and as Guisepina felt Luigi's cock slip from her pussy and his spunk begin to ooze down the inside of her thighs, she slowly began to get her breath back.

Luigi stepped back slightly allowing Guisepina to be slowly lowered back to the ground. Immediately, Guisepina spun around, her action causing an ashamed look to cross Luigi's face. However, this quickly vanished as Guisepina reached up to take hold of his face, and she give him a big kiss too. But the look that she gave Paolo and Roberto told a different story.