This is a continuation of "Still Too Many Cocks" and "Too Many Cocks."
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One of my triplet brothers, Brett, and I continued in our sexual bliss throughout the summer. I was shocked that since my sexual needs were more than gratified I did better in everything else. I was a star at the charity my mother ran, and was given as much responsibility as I was willing to accept [of course I didn't accept so much as to interfere with my sex life with Brett], and I became the leading hitter in the summer softball league I played in.
While the charity work was rewarding, softball was even more fun because Brett was our team's coach. All of the other girls on the team made fools of themselves drooling all over Brett, making me laugh -- especially when Brett would give me "Help me out" looks when he was being particularly fawned over. In the state summer league tournament we had to go on the road and stay in a hotel three nights. All of the other girls were hoping Brett would "room" with them, and were disappointed when he stayed with his little sister instead.
Since our RV trip out West, Brett and I had not been able to spend the entire night alone so we really took advantage of the three nights together during the softball tournament. Fucking before going to sleep, and waking in the middle of the night to fuck again, not only didn't interfere with my performance on the softball field it enhanced it. I slept so well because Brett did such a good job of fucking me that I was completely rested and loose during the games.
We came in 2nd in the State, but I was chosen most valuable player in part because I hit two home runs and drove in all our runs in our championship game loss (5-4). What happened after that was an even bigger reward!
Before we left for home after the championship game Brett said "There's someone I want you to meet," and led me over to an athletic woman in her thirties that I had noticed had attended all of the games. "Amy, this is Brenda Williams; she's the softball coach at X college," "X" being the college that Brett attended.
"Nice to meet you Amy, you were truly terrific in the tournament," Brenda said, shaking my hand.
"Thank you so much, Brenda; with a great coach like Brett I'm really coming into my own," I said with a sly smile while winking at Brett in a way Brenda couldn't see.
"Brett tells me that you've only been playing competitive softball two years, is that right?"
"Yeah, but I always played with my brothers, and Brett and I still 'fool around,'" I quipped, again giving Brett a wink which this time resulted in him blushing.
"It's amazing that you could be this good so soon after starting to play. Say, as you know Division III schools don't have athletic scholarships, but coaches can get special dispensation for several players a year for academic scholarships and early or late admission. I have an opening on our team at X that I'd like you to fill, and since Brett tells me you have great grades I can get you a partial academic scholarship and admission even at this late date if you want to come to X."
I know that my jaw dropped; I looked over at Brett and he was wearing the sexiest smile I had ever seen in my life.
"Let me talk it over with my family; can I let you know in two days?"
"You can even take three days, but I have to know by then; all I'll need is a copy of your application and letter of acceptance to college Y that you're presently planning on attending and your high school transcript. Here's my card; I hope to have you on the team."
On the drive back home as I surreptitiously fondled Brett's balls while he drove and the other girls in the van were chatting with each other, in hushed tones I asked "How in the hell did you swing that, Brett?"
"Hey, I just invited Brenda to the tournament. You're the one who starred."
"So I guess you think that I'll go to X now so that you can continue fucking me, huh?"
"I'm not sure I want sex with you anymore, I just want a good sports program at my school" Brett whispered.
"You bastard," I chortled, squeezing his balls.
"Just kidding," he half-laughed, half-groaned. Once I released his testicles he continued, "What do you think?"
"I think it's a dream come true; now all we have to do is convince Mom and Dad," I shot back. Brett just smiled and said "Leave it to me."
By the next evening Brett had a Power Point demonstration prepared. Using it, my "Mommy and Daddy's little girl" sweet smile, and the logic of having half my expenses paid by a scholarship and the "protection" of my big brother, it was easy to convince Mom and Dad that we should forfeit the relatively small advance fees we had paid to college Y and have me attend X with Brett. [Of course Mom and Dad had no inkling that Brett was fucking me daily.]
The next morning I called Brenda, emailed her the information she needed, and called college Y to say that I couldn't come after all. Brenda confirmed my admission and ½ scholarship to X by early evening; when I told Brett he grinned from ear-to-ear. He then squeezed me tight and whispered into my ear "We're gonna fuck all night to celebrate."
"No way, dude," I replied, "Mom and Dad will find out." He just smiled.
Later that night when I was just about ready to get into bed, and I thought everyone else was already asleep, Brett snuck into my room. Without a word he stuffed pillows under my covers, slung me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and carried me to the exercise room, the most remote spot in the house from the master bedroom. He had laid a small mattress he undoubtedly got from a pull-out sofa, pillows and blankets on the carpeted floor, closed and locked the door, and left just a small light on so he could see what he was doing.
Neither of us said a word as he took off my skimpy night shirt, dropped his boxers exposing his raging hard-on, and gently laid me on the mattress. He literally slobbered on my thighs while simultaneously kneading them and my hips while I ran my fingers through his hair.
Once my thighs were shivering from his touch he moved to my pussy. First he pulled my lips apart and stuck his tongue in as far as it would go. After reaming me out he tongued my clit while squeezing and releasing my pussy lips. Once I was about to go crazy he shoved two fingers in and stroked my G-spot while alternating sucking and tonguing my clit. The bastard brought me to three orgasms before he let up.
As I was coming down from my third orgasm the dim light reflected off Brett's pearly whites, also illuminating a diabolical grin. "Just want you to get an idea of what's in store for you at school," Brett snickered as he put my heels over his shoulders and jammed his dick into my pussy. I could feel his balls slamming against my ass with each of his powerful thrusts, each plunge and "smack" accompanied by an animalistic grunt. Brett was in pure jungle mode as he massaged my nipples as he pummeled me.
