Christy had a busy day ahead of her. It was college football season, and she lived in a college town. She had moved there long ago so that in-state tuition wouldn't be a hassle. It was something she had planned for to help when her son eventually went to school. Cody was in his sophomore year, and the first few semesters had been interesting not just for him, but for Christy Stewart as well.

Shortly after her son started school, Christy was brainwashed. One of her son's friends showed her a mind control video. It made her into a complete slut. She was no longer able to say no to any command, be it sexual or other. That made it so the entire town would use her body. Paul, the young man who had done the initial programming, had dropped out of school and gone back home. He had failed to think of deactivating Christy. Worse yet, he had also done the same thing to one of her neighbors, Claire, when she had gotten too controlling of Christy. 

But it wasn't a bad thing. People didn't look down on Christy. They saw the joy she got when they were fucking her. The programming Paul used on her made it so that she was cock hungry 24/7. Certain individuals were judgmental, mainly the wives of the people who lived near Christy, due to their lustful husbands having constant access to such a slut, but the majority of the people who came across her were excited themselves for having such a wonderful person to service all of their needs. 

A few weeks before the first slate of games was to start, one of the frat boys and one of his friends from campus were railing her in her home when they mentioned that they should bring Christy to their tailgate party. 

"Dude," Dylan, the frat boy, said, "we could totally just have her next to the keg, naked, and just have a go at her whenever we wanted. Could you imagine that?"

Mohit, the friend whom he met in one of his science labs, who was fucking Christy's mouth as his buddy took her pussy, agreed that it was a good idea.

"Every time we come over here, she just lets us do whatever we want. Imagine what she would be like if we had a whole party for her to enjoy."

Christy heard them both talking about groups of young men fucking her casually while awaiting their little football game to start, and she felt her pussy start to contract with glee. She couldn't fathom how it would feel to have that many cocks in and around her, but the thought of it was pushing her over the edge that day, and it stayed with her for the entire time leading up to opening weekend. The football team was never any good, but who cared? She wouldn't be watching the game anyway. If all things went according to plan, she would be a free use doll for the young men who went to school there to enjoy while they had their beer and food.

Christy decided that a moment so huge in these young men's lives couldn't be taken lightly. She enlisted Claire's help with the mission. The day of the game, the two dressed in jerseys and jackets that adorned the school's logos and went out looking for a warm-up before they met the boys at their tailgate. They had some time, as the game would be in the evening. That meant that the women had to find a way to entertain themselves. Claire knew exactly what to do. The older men in the neighborhoods would usually start drinking as early as 8 AM on Saturdays during the football season. She floated the idea of going over to one of those shindigs while they waited for the college students to get free. Christy thought that was a great idea. They could fill their mornings with hard dick, and then use the festivities in the evening to act as a nightcap. 

Claire knew Henry, who lived a few houses down, would be having a lavish party that morning. Henry had graduated from the school decades before, and he was the type who would support his alma mater proudly. Every Saturday, and the occasional Thursday, would be filled with the sounds of packed stadiums and young men crashing into each other at incredible speeds. Before Claire was reprogrammed, she used to hate that he was so loud and obnoxious, but now that she had been mind-blanked and turned into a complete slut, she no longer cared. If anything, she regretted being so uptight to begin with. It would be okay. She would more than make up for it that morning when she and Christy walked into Henry's backyard, uninvited but not unwelcome. Henry started apologizing about the noise, thinking his bitchy neighbor had come around to scold him for drinking at that hour, but instead, Claire got on her knees and opened her mouth wide before removing her shift and bra.

"You boys are drinking all that beer, and I know what that does to you. Why don't you come and rest those poor, unattended cocks right into my mouth. My friend Christy is here to help me!"

At first, some of the men were shocked. They hadn't expected there to be this kind of entertainment at Henry's. They had figured it was a regular, run-of-the-mill Saturday morning leading up to the games. Instead, they were treated with two cock hungry sluts who were giving them free rein of both their bodies. 

The men said, fuck it, when in Rome, right? One of the younger fellows walked right up to Claire, unzipped his fly, and gently placed the head of her cock against her lips. She kissed it twice and then devoured it. The others looked on for a few moments before one of them grabbed Christy and shoved her down to her knees. The two of them were surrounded by cocks immediately after. 

There were no women at these functions, and even if there were, it wouldn't matter. Christy and Claire had such a presence in the neighborhood that no matter how depraved and wanton their flings would get, the population at large had accepted them. The women would look the other way, knowing full well that all of the males in the area had their fun with the two sluts. But they made sure the bills were paid and food was on the table, and in suburbia, that is all anyone really wants. 

The food was removed from one of the picnic tables, and the women were laid out like trays of cold cuts. The men formed a circle around them, using their different holes to pleasure themselves while they watched the kickoff of the opening games. The two sluts were stuffed in all three of their holes. Henry had purchased some lube to fuck Christy's asshole weeks before, and when he brought it out from the nightstand next to his bed, the other men cheered before one slathered it over his cock and shoved it into Claire's anus. 

The women stayed there for hours, enjoying themselves while also being used like sex toys. It was around 2 PM when an accountant who knew Henry from college blasted a load over her tits when she looked at her smart watch and discovered that they would be late if they stayed any longer. The college students were set to begin drinking and cooking at 2:30, so Christy apologized to the crowd, snatched up Claire as she finished off one more patron, and set off toward her car to drive over to the campus.

The tailgate was massive. Students, fans, and parents from both schools had shown up in droves. Christy and Claire arrived just in time. Dylan had set up a large tent that was completely covered. This would prevent the prudes and the narcs from letting others know about what they were doing. The two sluts were ushered in, stripped to their birthday suits, and then put on display for friends who decided to join Dylan's party. The women had phrases written across their bodies. Things like FREE USE WHORE and PUT YOUR COCK HERE right between their tits. Other phrases, like the team's cheer and doodles of their mascot, were also placed on their bodies. Then, after the boys tapped the keg and cracked open the various 30 packs they possessed, the party started. 

The young men were much more ferocious than their older counterparts. They were filled with testosterone and vigor while taking the women. The process went as follows: the boys would show up, get a burger and a beer in them, and then enter the tent and catch their nut. The first two boys were close friends of Dylan, and they had planned to double penetration Christy due to double-teaming multiple women over the years, but none of them had allowed them to go down that route. They both didn't last long. The setup leading to the encounter had become too much, and both ended up releasing their seed deep into Christy within the first few minutes.

That was how it went for the majority of the boys. They had witnessed sluts before, but never at this magnitude. Christy and Claire's inability to say NO made it so that all of their wildest fantasies came true. Boys who had never come on their prude girlfriends' or booty calls' faces were spraying huge loads across Christy and Claire's bodies. They could do whatever they wanted to the sluts, including slapping them on their face and tits, and spitting in their open mouths. One of them grabbed Claire and started to tit fuck her while holding Christy's mouth on the end of his dick. He exploded in her mouth, and when Claire saw the cum drizzling out, she sat up and started to lick it clean from her friend's face. 

Dylan was the last one with the women. The others had eventually made their way to the stadium to enjoy the game, but Dylan had decided that he wanted to enjoy the two cougars for a little longer. He had them both kneel before him and started jerking his cock over their waiting faces.

"Thank you for the amazing tailgate!" Claire said.

"Are you boys doing this again next weekend?" Christy asked.

Dylan didn't know what to say. He had figured this would be a one-time thing, but the football season lasted months, well into the winter. He thought of using both women each week, with them having her come to the frat house during away games and enjoying them there. Dylan thought about the question for a moment and then told Christy she would be welcome to his tailgate anytime. The two older women squealed with glee at the prospect of an entire season being used by a bunch of wild men while they drank and watched the game.