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Not long after I started going out with my future husband he invited me to go with him and some friends to watch a rugby match. My first thought was "What shall I wear?". After a long discussion with Sis a very casual outfit of jeans, sweater and coat was selected.As this is Whispering Lily I ought to tell you I also put on a very sexy black bra and knickers. Well it was a date!It was not very far to travel and the coach dropped us near the ground. We all piled into a pub filled with home supporters but with a fair number of ours. I am not sure how many of you are familiar with the Rugby scene but it's a lovely friendly atmosphere between the two groups with real mutual interest, jokes and some very witty banter.For once I ignored the cider and stuck to white wine. Whilst Rugby clubs are fun they don't see the provision of decent loos for women as a priority. Even so by the time we found our way into the ground I was as tipsy as the rest.Apparently it was quite a good game. The banter between the supporters was hilarious. At one stage one of their guys behind me put his hands over my ears as he told the ref. exactly where he ought to put his whistle. We just lost the game and staggered back to the coach. I snuggled up to my future hubby in the darkness. The animated discussion washed over me. His hand found its way under my sweater, it felt good.I woke up as we stopped and a whole gang of guys leapt of into a lay-by. John's whisper not to look had exactly the opposite effect. I turned to see a whole row of them peeing, very comical. Some of them looked a bit sheepish as they got back on and realised what I might have seen. No harm done and we settled down for the rest of the trip with his hand in the top of my jeans.We piled straight into the pub at the end of the trip. I rushed straight to the loo and was given a pint of cider on my return. It was a fun, if slightly raucous, evening ending up with a takeaway at someone's flat. After 'match of the day' finished someone found a Porn tape. It was quite explicit complete with that awful music.After a while some of the guys started looking at me with a strange sort of look. I realised that they were getting uncomfortable with erections confined in their trousers."Look guys, if you want to make yourselves more comfortable and get it out just do it. It's not as though I haven't seen it before and there are lots of them on the tape."John grinned and pulled out his cock. Not hard but getting there. A few other followed suit, some even pushing their tight jeans and undies down a little. Lots of hard ones now visible with their owners obviously enjoying me seeing them.John whispered in my ear and, a bit red faced now, I undid my own zip and pushed my hand into my knickers. I wasn't showing anything but I felt as if I was.The guys were not wanking hard, just slowly working their foreskins up and down as they watched the screen, and, of course, watched me.Somehow my other hand found its way to John's penis and his arm reach round me, under my top and up under my bra. The drink, his finger on my nipple, my own fingers sliding beside my clit, the feel of a hard dick in my hand, the sight of hard members being wanked and the view on screen of a lovely woman impaling herself on an impossibly large erection all combined to initiate my orgasm.That terrible moment when I knew I was going to come and that they would all see and hear me. I muttered something to let my partner know and he responded by lifting my bra and top to display most of my breasts to the room. Delicious, just a little farther than I wanted to go.A few expletives and I was burying my face in his shoulder as I lost all control. As the wave passed I was pleased to see a couple of the guys ejaculate into tissues or handkerchiefs. I redoubled my efforts on my partner and was rewarded as he came onto his shirt as well as my hand.A few moments later we were all cleaning up and my bra was back in place. Everyone said what a great day it had been, pity about the match score. We walked back to his flat, me trying to explain to myself what had happened. My the time we got there we were both fairly desperate to pee. We were laughing and pulling each others clothes off and, gentleman that he is, he allowed me to go first. I moved back to let him join in and we peed together. However his aim was off and most of it went on my pubes.We finished stripping, throwing clothes and towels everywhere and collapsed into bed. Sunday was spent washing and drying my clothes so I had to spend most of the day just wearing one of his shirts, well at least some of the time.

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