SIDESTORY - Mayor Dahlia's Team Spirit (Patreon)

Another story for the month, featuring our Mayor! It's June-June, after all, and what better way to celebrate, than by congratulating the official football team of Queen's Beach University?

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Queen’s Beach University was a prestigious but accessible college in a variety of ways. Many locals ended up going there, especially if they could land one of various scholarships or financial aid. Others simply had the talent to hold their own in one of their sports teams. Their college football team always fared well in the league, and once again they had found themselves in the playoffs.

People were pleasantly surprised to find that the mayor herself June Dahlia made a public appearance at the QB Royals game. The voluptuous official took the time to meet with some fans and supporters before she settled down to enjoy the game.

And a close game it was! The Royals had a back and forth chase going on with The Hammerheads. By the time they reached halftime, The Royals were down by two points that they couldn’t seem to take back.

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While the halftime show started, Mayor Dahlia used the spare time to slip off to the restroom. She was adored and sociable by the public, so she frequently went around without any need for a bodyguard or extra security. She went largely undisturbed beyond a few handshakes or requests for pictures before she was finding her way back to her seat.

June got turned around enough on her way back that she walked by the home team locker room. She was certain she was heading the wrong way when she overheard a raised woman’s voice behind the door.

“We were getting sloppy. I need you guys fired up out there! Gotta pound those tight ends, get those sacks, and penetrate their defense whenever you can!”

June decided to poke her head into the locker room. The scene was about what she had expected; a husky female coach in a jumpsuit was pacing and waving a clipboard in front of the assembled Royals, who were sitting in various states of undress during their break. They looked run ragged, and their coach’s words only seemed to do so much for their bodies and spirits.

“Excuse me, coach,” June piped up. 

The team looked up in surprise and a bit of relief when they saw the immensely curvy mayor. She had worn a comfortable but stylish blouse and slacks to the game. Seeing how quickly the players perked up from the mayor’s presence alone, the coach turned to her with a smile. 

“Oh! Mayor Dahlia! Didn’t expect to see you here. Hope you’re enjoying the game.”

“Oh they’re performing wonderfully,” Dahlia praised her. “I just hope you boys aren’t pushing yourselves too hard trying to impress me.”

The Royals laughed awkwardly as the thicc mayor folded her arms patiently over her enormous breasts. 

“Say, coach? Would you mind if I had a moment alone with the boys? I’ve done my share of campaign speeches, so I suspect I can light a fire under them.”

“Well I’m sure running out of ideas,” the coach admitted. She gestured to the mayor and headed for the door. “They’re all yours, ma’am. Best behavior, Royals.”

The college boys looked to Dahlia for whatever inspiring words she had ready for them. They got even more than they bargained for when she turned back to them and started to unbutton her blouse.

“I’ll level with you boys: I don’t have much of a head for sports,” Dahlia admitted as she left only a few buttons fastened. Her huge, dark breasts and bra aggressively pushed their way out through the gap in the fabric.

“But I know what motivates a man. I may have the city’s best interest at heart, but I’m not so naïve to think that everyone voted for me just for my plans for healthcare and traffic laws. And I know the people of Queen’s Beach love you boys and their home teams.”

Dahlia smirked proudly as she cupped her breasts, lifting them and letting the meaty jugs drop back into a heavy jiggle. She undid her belt and shimmied out of her pants, turning so that the staring boys got an eyeful of her equally thick ass wobbling within her tight blue panties.

“So as a politician who keeps her promises, let me sweeten the pot a little...”

The half-dressed mayor strode through the group of athletes, letting her hands wander as she freely caressed their cheeks, chests and crotches. All eyes were on her as one of the bustiest and most powerful women in town addressed the team.

“If you boys win today’s game, you also win a very personal visit from me. You’ll each get all this and more just for scoring a few points.”

Dahlia punctuated her statement with a firm smack to her hip, getting her plentiful curves to jiggle throughout her body. With every player hard and gawking at her, the mayor smiled and started to button up her top.

“Now don’t let me distract you too much. You’ve got a game to win, don’t you?”

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The coach of the Royals wasn’t sure what Dahlia had said to the players, but it certainly did the trick. The boys were plenty motivated when they got back on the field and a few touchdowns and impressive saves later, they were back in the lead. The Royals and their fans were celebrating as the last seconds ticked off the clock to mark them as the winners. Dahlia was applauding and with the rest of the crowd as the local fans went wild over their victory.

As soon as things started to cool down and the crowd started to wander out, Dahlia walked down the steps between the bleachers. She reached the guard rails next to the playing field and flagged down one of the cheerleaders. A bored-looking blonde with a gap in her teeth looked back up at her.

“Excuse me, dear, but I could use a favor. Would you happen to have a spare uniform on you?”

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The Royals were already pumped about their victory. The locker room only grew more excited once the mayor made her entrance.

Dahlia had changed into a cheerleader uniform made up of a high top and a pleated skirt of mixed pink and purple. The outfit didn’t fit well at all but that only made it more appealing to the gathered young men. The top fit her like a tube top, exposing more than half her lower breasts while most of her panties were visible with her thick hips pushing out the skirt.

“Congratulations, boys!” Dahlia praised as the players gawked at her mostly exposed figure. 

“Now line up and let’s get to celebrating.”

The players hurried to form a line. They were too exhausted to bother fighting over who went first. They were still piling into place when Dahlia knelt in front of the first of the sweaty boys.

June pulled the first athlete’s pants around his ankles, smiling at his stiff and waiting erection. She planted a gentle kiss at the base of his meaty red cockhead.

“Enjoy it, honey. You earned it,” Dahlia praised before taking his cock into her mouth. She moaned deeply as the sweat and musk of the muscular body hit her senses, rolling her tongue around his rock-hard shaft to give it a sloppy coat of her saliva. 

“Holy fuck,” her appreciative lover groaned. 

The busty politician chuckled softly as she guided his cock by the tip of her tongue, giving him a tour of the inside of her mouth. She popped him back out to wetly stroke his firm cock and glance up at him.

“I know you must be pretty beat up from the game, sweetie, but don’t be afraid to let it all out. I keep my promises, and you boys can do whatever you need to relax after all that effort.”

June was glad to see the boy take her advice and grab her by the shoulders. He shoved his meaty, needy cock back into her mouth with a loud, wet squish. Dahlia’s full lips were all that kept the abundant precum and saliva from flooding past them, but she parted them just enough to let a teasing trickle of drool run down the length of his dick. 

Dahlia let the quarterback hump her face, making her bushy hair and heavy tits sway back and forth. Her boobs were already starting to bounce out the bottom of her top as she planted her hands on the player’s hips. She shoved her face deep into his musky lap, drawing his dick deep into her throat with one swift and decisive tilt of her head. The weary athlete groaned as his seed came sloppily across her tongue and the back of her throat. 

Once he was finished inside her, Dahlia drew her head back and gave a soft, wet purr. The sight of the barely-dressed mayor gargling his cum got the finished player to squirt out another short burst of semen onto the floor.

“Thank you, honey. For your performance on and off the field,” June added playfully. 

“Now let’s get this line moving, fellahs. There’s lots of fit young athletes for me to appreciate here.”

The next in line stepped up, a husky player from the defensive line. Dahlia licked some of the pale cream from her deeply red lips, glad to see he had already stripped down to get ready for her.

“How about a fresh piece of meat for you, sweety?” Dahlia offered as she tugged up on her top. She didn’t remove it all the way, but her huge and heavy jugs threatened to flop out as her areolas peeked out from under the pink garment. 

The mayor guided her jugs to the lineman’s lap before grabbing him by his thick thighs. She pulled him into her as his dick rammed beneath her top and curled up into her underboob, swallowed deep into her cleavage. She started to knead and rub her breasts as they did the same to his cock, grinding up against his thick belly. Soon the sound of squishing, wet flesh sounded as his leaking precum lubricated her jugs.

“Don’t worry, babydoll,” Dahlia encouraged. “I’ve had some giants in my days, and even they can’t get all the way out of these babies.”

She cupped her fingers underneath her jugs and bounced them in place, making the tightly hugging rack tug on him rapidly. The chunky lineman moaned as he shot his load up into her underboobs, a trickle of semen leaking out from her cleavage.

“There’s a good boy. How about you? What can I do for you, champ?” the mayor asked flirtily of the next boy.

“No disrespect, ma’am, I’ve dreamt about fucking that ass of yours since I first saw you on tv,” the lean and lightly tanned player admitted.

“Well I’m always glad to meet a fan!” Dahlia laughed playfully. “Help yourself then, dear.”

She started to slide off her panties from under her skirt as she looked to the next boy.

“And you look like you can’t wait another minute before you pop,” Dahlia cooed.  “Got something in mind I can help you with while he’s busy back there?”

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With some minor adjustments, Dahlia was standing naked right between two of the jocks. While their main receiver hugged against her hips and humped her ass cheeks, the dark-haired linebacker had his hands buried in her tits. They served as handles to help her pound his thick dick into her pussy, sandwiching her hips between the two horny boys’ cocks.

Dahlia just smiled benevolently as the boys enjoyed her body, barely budging between them beyond her soft curves’ steady jiggling. Her breasts squashed and expanded against her linebacker’s toned chest while her ass slapped noisily against the wide receiver. 

One player’s thrusts would push June right into the other one, helping stuff his teammate’s cock deeper into the double teamed Dahlia. Her thick hips were in constant motion as she added her own steady humping to the mix, gyrating the boys’ cocks inside their respective holes.

“There’s my good boys,” Dahlia purred as she stroked the cheek of the boy tending to her pussy. She planted a full-lipped, cum-flavored kiss as he humped her enthusiastically, mixing his precum with her steadily dripping juices.

“That’s the kind of energy I like to see. The same that won the game, I’m sure.” 

Dahlia turned her head and palmed the back of the receiver’s head, drawing it over her shoulder to tilt her head and give him a deep kiss of his own. True to their earlier teamwork, Dahlia’s lips curled into a smile as she felt a well of warmth deep within her hips from both directions. The college boy’s orgasm flooded her bowels with his sticky love while the other flooded her pussy with an especially thick and messy load. 

Dahlia hummed in soft satisfaction as she ran her hands over both of the boys. 

“Well aren’t you just a generous bunch of boys?” Dahlia chuckled as their cream went running down her broad thighs.

“But there’s lots more of you to go through, so let’s make some room for your teammates. Thank you, sweetie.”

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Dahlia continued to carve a cummy swath through the rest of the team. She had promised them everything, so whatever they wanted was fair game. Even when one of the linemen wanted to cum onto her armpit, she let it happen without a second thought. She just held up her arm as she sat on one of their benches, one of her legs raised to continue her footjob. Her painted toes rubbed over the veiny cock of their kicker, gently grasping it between her toes and stroking with her bobbing leg. With his length sliding against her sole, the horny athlete quickly shot his load to paint over her carefully pedicured feet.

More and more of the Royals’ nut accumulated until there didn’t seem to be a dry spot left on the mayor’s body. June just smiled serenely through the whole process as if she had been through it all before. Even as some of the boys she’d finished earlier jerked off to the action and shot their loads over her sticky skin, the sloppy beauty just eyed them and chuckled to herself as she went on pleasing her latest target.

“No wonder you boys make it so far every season. You got so much energy to keep going. You always seem to pull one out.”

The long-haired blonde who had her bent over with her hands planted on the wall started to slip his cock out of her asshole. June clenched her bowels tightly around him before he could fully retreat.

“Oh, not you, dear. You can cum inside all you want.”

With the mayor’s official permission, the jock redoubled his efforts. He humped her jiggling ass that spread out across his abs and lap. Her tightened hole just made it grip his cock tighter, milking it until his seed joined the rest inside her ass.

“There’s a good boy. Now who’s left?” Dahlia purred.

She turned to the last two boys; an especially hung redhead and a sleeker, dark-skinned player who had been caught off guard by the sudden announcement and got the last place in line.

“Okay, hon. Now what can I do for you?”

“Whatever you like, really. I’m sure it’ll be hot either way. We can’t thank you enough,” the hung boy answered. His meaty dick was already dripping with precum as Dahlia eyed it thoughtfully.

“In that case… why don’t you have a seat here? I got some nice plans for you.”

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Dahlia had the redheaded boy lay back on the bench as she straddled his cock. Her pussy was already slick with cum from various other players as she lowered her heavy hips on top of his massive shaft. It stuffed inside the voluptuous politician as she moaned and shut her eyes, clearly enjoying being on top. Her thick thighs finally planted on either side of the athletic body and she started steadily bouncing in place as she rode on his dick.

As Dahlia picked up her pace, her cum-stained breasts bounced against her stomach. Her self-satisfied remained on her face all the while as her booty slapped against his legs, dripping cum on her latest lover. The college boy grabbed hold of her bobbing breasts to help steady her, squeezing the slick orbs. June only humped faster and harder from there. Each drop of her hips came with a meaty thump of her pussy swallowing up his cock. She repeatedly took him to the hilt and slammed into her clit, followed by a sticky sucking noise as she peeled herself back upward. Before long she had her arms folded behind her head, balancing confidently on his dick as she rode him like a pro.

June emitted a noisy hum of pleasure as the latest of her lusty admirers gushed into the depths of her pussy. She shifted her legs, massaging him with her meaty thighs on either side of his hips until he slumped to the bench beneath her. Her eyes drifted towards the last boy in line.

“How about you, dear? What can I do for you?” the sticky mayor offered as she climbed off her latest partner. “Assuming I’m not too much of a mess for you, that is.”

“Not at all!” the wide-eyed player insisted. “In fact… would you mind sitting on me, mayor?”

June laughed jovially as she gestured to the locker room floor.

“Call me June, handsome. And I’d be happy to.”

The boy hurried to lay on his back and June’s thick hips quickly straddled his face. She lowered herself onto her knees and sat down on him as her messy vagina dripped over his face.  The boy eagerly ate out her creampie’s pussy as her thick thighs hugged his face against her crotch. Dahlia moaned softly as she rocked her heavy hips, grinding her creamy snatch against his tongue and face. The boy did seem to know what he was doing as his tongue stroked along her clit while smearing the lingering semen around inside her.

June was quick to reward his efforts, reaching behind her to firmly stroke his persistently erect cock. The athlete humped against her hand as he moaned into her pussy, adding an extra tingling sensation to her already filled womanhood. June started to breath in soft, gasping breaths as she rode his face harder, her breasts wobbling freely as they leaked more leftover cum down her nipples.

The last teammate shot his euphoric load into the air, splashing back down in a messy landing on June’s prominent booty. June barely seemed to notice as she shut her eyes and bit her pouty lip, reaching down to rub her fingers delicately over her swollen clit. The final member of the Royals lineup felt a sudden gush of warm juices as she orgasmed on his face, spilling any leftover jizz out along with it like her own personal bukkake for the unsuspecting player.

Once he was done licking at her warm pussy, June gently parted her hips from his face. After delivering on her promise, the mayor was caked in the semen of over a dozen athletes on and inside her.

“Well congratulations one more time, boys. I’d say give yourselves a hand, but it looks like I’ve already done that for you.”

The assembled boys laughed as he licked some cum from her fingertips.

“Now I don’t know about the rest of you, but I could sure use a shower after all that workout.”

The weary quarterback nodded and gestured towards their locker room’s showers.

“Go right ahead, ma’am.”

“Oh you’re too sweet,” Dahlia chimed as she walked towards it. She rested a hand on the edge of the open shower before glancing back at the boys.

“You are going to keep me company in there, aren’t you?”