2 comments/ 71225 views/ 34 favorites Football Wife By: n2it2ru My husband, Tom, enjoys having a half dozen of his friends over, from time to time, to watch football. We have a 52" wide screen HD TV and they enjoy coming over and drinking beer, eating snacks and getting a little rowdy watching the game in our den. Now, I am not saying that I would ever show up on the cover of any famous magazines but I consider myself fairly attractive and at almost 5'7" tall, 132 pounds, with nice 34 "C" cups and long shapely legs and a nicely shaped butt (my husband says my legs and butt are dynamite) I think I look pretty good for someone almost 34. I go to the gym and work out regularly and keep myself fit. My husband has told me (only after he was pretty drunk after the football games) that the guys always comment to him how good I look and how lucky he is to have a wife as good looking as I am. One Sunday the guys came over to the house for the game. I went to the gym as I usually do and got home about two hours later. I looked in on the guys and they weren't watching the game but instead were playing "beer pong" (the game apparently was a blow out with their team behind by more than twenty points at the half and the point difference still rising). They had a twist to this game: Instead of chugging a beer when they missed they were doing shots of tequila. My husband must have not been doing too well because he looked pretty wasted but I didn't stay in "boy's town" too long and went to shower and change. I showered and changed and put on one of my favorite outfits, a pair of terry cloth shorts that came down about a third of the way of the length of my shapely thighs, a sports bra and a sleeveless terry cloth top. They fit loosely but had a real sexy look about it. I went back out to the den to see how things were going and saw that my husband had passed out and the rest were still playing beer pong. They were all feeling the effects of the tequila but only my husband was out. They then asked me if I wanted to play. I thought about it for a minute and then agreed. I missed my first four shots and it wasn't long and I was feeling the tequila. I also noticed how my husband's friends were all looking at me and undressing me with their eyes and I started to get horny with that familiar yearning in my crotch. It was then that one of the guys switched the channel on the TV and tuned in one of the adult channels. I don't know what the show was but it was showing a strip club and the girl's doing pole dances and taking off their clothes. The guys all started looking at the TV and each of them started to show a bulge in their pants. I looked at them and the TV and what I said next even surprised me: "If you boys want to see a show, I'll give you a show! Let me go get some props." With that I went to my bedroom got my favorite silicon dildo/vibrator (it's about 9" long and 1 ½ inches wide) some KY and a sheer scarf. I wrapped the dildo and the KY in the scarf and went to the dining room and got a chair. When I got back to the den they were still watching the TV but had puzzled looks on their faces as they were not sure what I was going to do. I took another hit of tequila, for courage, turned off the TV and said: "I don't have a pole for a pole dance but I do have a chair." So I set down the chair and the scarf and went and turned on the stereo so I had music to dance to. I then started to do a slow strip tease. First, I took off my top, dancing around the chair and then dancing in front of the guys waving the shirt. Then came the sports bra doing the same thing only this time when I danced around the boys I rubbed my tits in their faces. I was getting so hot and I could see they were too. I then slipped off my shorts and danced around in my lace thong, once again rubbing their faces in my tits. They were about out of their minds and I could smell the testosterone in the air. I danced my way back to the chair and gyrated my butt in front of them and slowly removed my now wet thongs exposing my completely bald pussy. I could hear them all inhale and exhale sharply as I gyrated my stuff. That's when I sat down and said: "Now for the next part of my show". I took another hit of tequila and so did each of them. I reached down and grabbed the scarf and pulled out my dildo. I proceeded to lick and suck on it and slowly rub it on my tits and at the same time fingering my pussy. They could hardly breathe. I grabbed the KY and slicked up my toy and started shoving it into and out of my throbbing cunt. It didn't take too long and I was arching my back in a long and hard orgasm. I even remember letting out a loud moan as I came, sitting there running my toy in and out of me. I pulled out my toy and licked it clean and said to the boys: "Which one of you would like a lap dance?" They all raised their hands and I said: "Ok, since I can't do all of you at once you need to shoot a beer pong, the first score gets the lap dance." It was Jerry who scored first so I told him to come up and sit in the chair. Jerry is about 25 years old and in real good shape. He is about six feet tall and weighs about 180 pounds. I straddled his lap and gyrated my pussy on his hard cock and rubbed my tits in his face. He started moaning and gyrating so I stopped, and had him stand up. I sat down, had him face me and I then opened his pants, releasing his cock which was so engorged that the head was hard and a little purplish in color and a good deal of pre-cum was oozing out the end. I grabbed his cock with my right hand, licked off the pre-cum, and licked all around the head and down the bottom of the shaft. He started breathing real hard. I then put my mouth around that cock of his and started running my mouth up and down and with my left hand started massaging his balls. I felt his nut sack tighten up and felt him bucking his hips, forward and back, fucking my mouth then with a cry he started cumming in my mouth, spurting his hot jism down my throat. He stepped back and I could see the other guys now had their dicks out and all with raging hard-ons. I then went over to our "love chair", an over sized bean bag chair and sat down, spread my legs and started fingering myself. Charley looked at me and said: "That pussy looks good enough to eat and I want to eat it!" The other guys all snickered with that and I looked at them questioningly. It was then that Charley stuck out his tongue. It was at least four inches long. I spread my legs even wider and laid back and said: "Well eat me then!" He came over and started kissing and licking my neck, down my chest where he nibbled and licked my rock hard nipples then down my stomach. He then dropped down to my feet and licked and kissed the insides of my ankles, worked his way up the insides of my calves, then the insides of my thighs and then plunged his tongue deep into my aching, waiting pussy. I could feel that tongue of his swirling inside of me, hitting my g-spot and then working my clit. I started cumming in convulsive waves, over and over. That's when I said (much to my own surprise: "OK, now it's time for the action, fuck me, fuck me hard, all of you!" Charley then stood up, took off his clothes and slammed his engorged cock deep into my pussy. I started cumming immediately, bucking my hips up and down and moaning like crazy. He started cumming too, filling up my cunt with his cum. Charley got off, then it was Phil's turn. He shoved his 9 inch cock in me and I started cumming again telling him to fuck me, over and over. He came in me as well . Then it was Bob's turn, followed by Sam each one shoving their swollen cock into me and shooting me full of their hot cum. The only one left was Jim, Jim stood up, pulled off his clothes and came over with his cock and it was a monster. It was 10 to 11 inches long and 2 inches across. I could see why he waited until last. He came over and pushed that monster into my face where I licked off his pre-cum, stuck my tongue into the hole and licked the head and shaft. I sucked on the end but his cock was way too big to fit in my mouth. I looked up at him and all I could say was: "Shove that thing in me and make me cum!" With that he shoved his huge cock right in, all the way. He took long and hard but steady strokes driving that big cock completely into me and then pulling it almost all of the way out. He was able to control himself longer than the others fucking me hard and long and steady for about 10 minutes. I was racked with orgasms, over and over, my head was flailing back and forth and I was bucking my hips up and down to match his thrusts. I was cumming so hard and fast I thought I was going to pass out and then he started cumming and he must have cum inside me for a full two minutes filling me up with his hot jism. He got off and they all took their turns fucking my soaking wet and willing cunt again. I cannot remember ever having orgasms like I did that afternoon. They soon finished, got dressed and left. Thanking me for a damn good time. I was just sitting there in this huge puddle of man juice. The whole time my husband never stirred, not even once. He never knew what happened (or did he?). I got up cleaned up telltale signs of the mess we left, went and took a shower and then went to bed. Tom came in shortly afterwards and to my surprise he jumped on top of me and started fucking me hard. I was thinking that he didn't appear as drunk as I thought he was but then I was still a little drunk too and I was cumming again so the thought passed. As I slipped into another set of amazing orgasms. Football with Jill and John Our neighbor John moved into the house behind us shortly after summer started. It was a small house with a few young poplars and various bushes planted in the back yard. He had a hot tub and swimming pool with several reclining lawn chairs decked around it. By fall we noted that he liked to party a lot, on several occasions seeing upwards of twenty people gathered behind his house. They'd drink and carouse and swim but mostly kept the noise down while enjoying their festivities. It wasn't until football season started that I first spoke to him. My girlfriend and I had each mowed about half our lawn when we heard John ask if we liked watching football. I emphatically answered, "Yes," while Jill offered that she could take it or leave it. Judging by the t-shirt John wore, we happened to be fans of the same team so I immediately asked if he'd care to watch a game that weekend. Come that weekend however he called to say his friend had been in a car accident and he had to visit the hospital so wouldn't be able to make the game. Jill wasn't a big fan of sports but she would occasionally sit with me and watch. "Ah well," I thought, "I can get by without a football buddy." We had a pretty fair sized two story house which we'd bought together a year after we started dating and had lived in for two years. On the bottom level was our kitchen, living and dining room, bathroom, and study. A large sliding glass door led to the backyard where to one side of the yard was a shed and to the other side an old maple tree, with no real landscaping done but still a pleasant looking weed free green lawn. My favorite part of our house had always been the upstairs entertainment room which I kept arranged around a wide screen flat panel television, stereo, bar and accessories. Out of that room was also a sliding glass door which led to an upstairs deck supported by two white pillars. We kept our grill out on the deck along with some cushioned chairs and a small table. Both bedrooms were located upstairs along with our bathroom. Our master bedroom was well furnished, if not large, and we'd recently bought an extremely comfortable queen-sized bed for it. I had watched the football game upstairs by myself the weekend that John couldn't show, and fallen asleep after it ended for a couple or more hours. Jill and I had planned on having a quiet evening and ordering pizza, which we did awhile after I awoke from my nap. Around 8:00 p.m. we had decided to chit chat out on our deck and have some mixed drinks. Shortly after we'd begun, we noticed John outside by his pool. I called out and waved over to him. He motioned for us to come over so we headed downstairs and over to his back yard. He told us his friend was going to be all right and would be out of the hospital in a couple days, then after some polite conversation asked if we'd care to join him for a swim in his pool. My girlfriend agreed that would be fun, and although I said I'd stay I remarked how I didn't really care much for swimming (I'd almost drowned as a youngster and never much cared for it). I mentioned that I didn't own any swimming shorts (I don't recall ever owning any honestly) so I'd just sit by the pool and visit. John insisted and told me he'd give me some of his to wear since we were both the same build, slim and of average height but athletic looking. So, Jill headed back to our house for her bikini and John and I went into his to put on some shorts. The black shorts he handed me however weren't the ordinary swimming trunks I was familiar with. These were biker shorts and made of thin material. He remarked that he biked a lot and always used those type shorts for swimming too. I took them and headed into his bathroom to change. After I put them on I felt a little awkward as I'd never worn such skimpy shorts before, but figured, "What the hell . . . ," it was getting dark out anyway. Shortly I headed out to his pool and stashed my other clothes on a chair outside. I walked into the water before John had even exited his house, and I stayed on the short end where I knew I wouldn't have to do any actual swimming. John came out carrying several towels in front of him and went behind his hot tub, I suspected, to arrange temperature controls and whatnot for the tub. Within a couple minutes, Jill too appeared coming out of our house. Now Jill, I must describe, has always looked splendid and sexy in a bikini. Her skin, always tan, her breasts and hips of perfect proportion to her 5'5" frame. I kinda figured John would get a thrill out of seeing her in her bathing suit. She is very pretty, but perhaps her best physical asset is her knockout body and a set of legs to die for. Sure enough, as Jill approached I could see John's eyes perk up. There's just no denying how she gathers looks from people, especially being half naked as she was. What really floored me however had to do with John rather than the way my girlfriend looked. Jill had been walking toward me in the pool when John walked out from behind the hot tub. I had not seen his waistline in these biker shorts we were both wearing yet. Oh my God! That was the only thought that went through my head after he'd come from behind the tub and dropped the towels onto a chair. I quickly looked away but I remember vividly what I saw bulging out of his white biker shorts. His balls were each plum sized it appeared, and even though you could tell he was soft, his penis laid down his leg and looked the size of mine when erect. To be honest I felt a little uncomfortable at that moment, and damn jealous. I kept an eye on Jill to see what her reaction would be but could never detect anything out of the ordinary from her. Although we only spent another hour in the pool, we did enjoy ourselves. Even I managed to dog paddle a few feet once and awhile. Mostly we just chatted and relaxed in the pool. Jill was the first to say she wanted to go in. I followed soon after her and we headed to bed early for a good night's rest before work in the morning. I must remark however, that every time John had gotten out of the pool you couldn't help but gawk for a split second and that bulge in his shorts. The size was just something you don't see every day, and as I felt a bit odd thinking about it, I didn't get out of the pool til I headed back to my house - without even drying off first. I had simply thanked John for having us over and told him we had to get to sleep early for work the next day. That night in bed before we went to sleep, I wondered if Jill would comment about anything she'd seen that evening. We were very open about anything sexual and often talked about sex. We've always been this way, explicit about our sex life - watching porn, using lots of sex toys, engaging in a little role playing once in awhile - so for her to mention something wouldn't necessarily be strange. We talked a little about what things we needed to do the next day after work, some errands and a couple chores, then soon settled into our usual position going to sleep; with me draping my arm around her from behind and spooning so to speak. And then she spoke up, "It's nice to have a neighbor that will invite us over for something, eh? The rest of our neighbors are all too old or just plain boring to be around." "Yeah I agree" "And I liked swimming, you don't swim so I don't get a chance to do it that much any more." "Yeah, I know honey. I just never much cared for the water," I replied. Then she piped in with, "Ya know, I couldn't believe the way his package looked in those shorts." I wasn't quite sure how to respond so I simply threw in a lame, "Yeah, I noticed that too. He had quite a lot of manhood in there." But of course she had to revisit the dialogue with, "Quite a lot? That's an understatement. He must be huge!" "Oh honey," I disclaimed, "don't get all excited now" - to which she laughed and then we soon nodded off to sleep. ............................................... Over the next couple months we got to know John pretty well. He had come over the next weekend to watch football and it made for a weekly enjoyment. He'd bring beer, Jill and I would make snacks, and we'd all sit in our entertainment room watching at least one game. And we'd frequently meet up in our back yards and talk about everything under the sun, from sports to current events to politics to the weather. It helped that we were all in our early thirties so we shared some of the same view points on many things, and overall agreed on most others. It's safe to say that by November, John had become a friend of ours and we both enjoyed his company. I noted that Jill and I had been having sex more during that time period also. As I mentioned, we did a lot of fantasizing and role playing: from pretending to be master/slave, being a teacher with the other a student in class, even playing doctor. We shared the roles also, just depending on who felt like exhibiting a more dominant role. One of our favorite fantasy sex routines which had developed early on in our relationships had to do with threesomes. Sometimes we'd pretend there was another girl involved and Jill would use a soft pocket pussy on me while she did other things to me, and sometimes we'd pretend the 3rd party was a guy in which case I'd use any of her various vibrators dildos and take turns using them or using my own penis on her. But in those previous couple months it seemed our role playing had picked up and it was almost always a fantasy 'threesome' role playing consisting of me, her, and another guy. And the other guy happened to be her largest dildo, a nine incher I'd bought her a year prior and which she'd given a name, Ben. We had both gotten some amusement from time to time when she'd call out the dildo's name upon orgasm, "Ben, Ohhhhh Ben! Yes! Oh, fuck me harder!" Often too I'd use a smaller dildo and myself inside her, pretending that it was two guys having sex with her at the same time. It had taken awhile before her muscles had stretched enough to accept that but we were almost to the point where I could use Ben and me inside her. One Saturday night however, during the course of having sex and using her Ben on her she caught herself saying, "Oh God, yes, yes, oh John . . . er," and trailed off into silence. We both stopped and she looked at me in the candle lit room and she said, "I didn't mean to say that." Neither of us had ever had an actual threesome, tho I know we had both fantasized about it and talked about it between us at times. We had made a sort of verbal agreement that if we ever did decide to do it, we would do it twice. She'd told me that if we ever had another girl involved, then after we'd also have to have a threesome with a guy. And I agreed the other way around. By the time of her mentioning John's name in bed however, I must admit I had been fantasizing more about having another guy involved as opposed to a girl, as I suspected she had too. So when she said what she'd said in bed, after a pause, I simply asked her. I asked if she'd been fantasizing about John. She denied it then, as I would soon be told, because she didn't want to make me jealous. You see, we'd talked about threesomes before, but never really seriously or in the planning stage of having one. I mean, we'd also talked about how nice it would be to run over one of our neighbor's dogs because it barked all the time but we obviously never made plans or meant anything really serious by it. This turned out to be different however. I told her it was okay to think about stuff like that, that I occasionally thought about other girls too when we role played. "Real girls?", she asked. "Sure," and I mentioned a few. So she 'fessed up that indeed, she had been thinking about our friend John but didn't want me to be upset. It was at that point when I confessed something which surprised her perhaps more than she surprised me. I told her I'd been fantasizing about the same thing. I told her that a threesome with another guy would probably be just as good as with another girl and that I'd be in favor of it if the opportunity arose. Over the course of ten minutes or so we both agreed John would probably make a good playmate; he was good looking, we all got along well, and of course he must be hung like a horse which would make for adding the 'wow' factor. To Jill's further surprise I restated that it would be a fantasy fulfillment of mine also and that I would not become jealous. So a day later, when John came over to watch some football, I intentionally drank a little more than usual and encouraged him (and Jill) to do the same. We hadn't much broached the subject of sex before other than to ask why he didn't have a girlfriend (his fiancé had cheated on him a couple months before he'd moved into his new house). He'd talked about other girlfriends he'd had but never gone into much detail. On this occasion however, Jill did the asking. She asked which of his former girlfriends he had liked the most and who was the prettiest. She even asked who had been the best in bed for him. And he told us. Then I broke out with, "Did ya ever have a threesome with any of them?", to which, like most guys he replied, "No, but I always wanted to." He mentioned that he and a former girlfriend had come close once but that his girlfriend had backed out of it. Jill asked if the other person involved was a girl or guy to which John chuckled a bit and explained the other person was a girl and was also a former girlfriend. Jill then asked, "Well what if your girlfriend had wanted another guy for a threesome what would you have done?" "Well I don't know. I hadn't thought of it. I'd probably have done it tho, I'm not really an inhibited guy" It was at that time Jill and I explained our stance on the whole matter of having three members in bed together at once. I told him I'd be okay with another guy only if it meant we'd also have another girl sometime. John smiled and said that sounded like a good agreement. Once he asked what we would want the other guy to be doing in a threesome I kind of felt we were hooking him into some consideration. I told him there weren't really any limits that we'd thought of, as long as everyone was respectful and enjoying themselves. I remember John and I had been discussing different positions a male male female threesome might find useful when we noticed Jill had gone into our bedroom. When she returned we saw she'd put on her bikini. It was too cold out for swimming so I figured she might be planning to ask John about using his hot tub. John asked her as much but she said, "No, I was just getting into something more comfortable." Jill then came and sat on the floor in front of me and asked if I would massage her neck. So, I did. As I was doing so she told me to work down toward her shoulder blades more. So, I did. After a minute she asked if anyone would be offended if she took off her bikini top. I answered, "No," and by the look on John's face I could tell he didn't have any objections either. So, she did. As stated, Jill has some fine looking breasts, but she also has some incredible nipples that seem to get long and hard any time they're exposed to air. And they did. I remember John, head in hand trying not to stare but having difficulty not doing so. Who could blame him? She only had her top off a couple minutes when she stood up and walked toward our bedroom door. She said to no one in particular she needed more massaging. I was a bit shocked when she looked to John and told him he was welcome to help out too if he wanted. At that she stood in front of our bedroom doorway, removed her bikini bottom, and walked in while the last of her clothing slid down her smoothly tanned legs and dropped to the floor. I stood up and followed her. I turned back and retold John he could come in with us if he wanted. And so, he did. .................................................. Jill was in the process of lighting the candle on the night stand toward the head of our bed when I entered. I walked toward the foot of the bed and took all but my boxers off, watching Jill's every catlike movement as she crawled onto the expanse of bed sheeting. She looked great as ever in the darkened room half-lit by candlelight. She had lain with her weight slightly on her right side but with her ass facing up, her left leg bent with her ankle laying atop her right calf. Her arms were stretched above her but folded inward where she laid the right side of her face on her clasped hands. I could see she could watch me out of the corner of her eye as she stretched a little to see what I was doing. I climbed into bed over to her right, cupping her ass cheek as I did and sliding my left hand along her back and up to her shoulder and neck. At about this time John appeared at the doorway but held up and leaned against the door frame. For the next couple minutes it appeared out of my peripheral vision he simply stood and watched, holding a drink in his hand. As I'd been half massaging, half caressing Jill's shoulders, she to John in a tentative voice, "You can come over to the bed if you want, my legs could use a massage." At that John walked to the night stand, set down his drink, and went to the foot of the bed by Jill's feet. He raised one knee, lifting it onto the bed and sat down half way. I could tell he was a little unsettled as to how to proceed since he only used the back of his hand to brush along her legs really lightly. I decided he might enjoy a different view of Jill's body so I curled my forearm along her side and nudged her to rotate toward me as I scooted over a bit. With Jill on her back then she raised her right leg and placed her foot on John's lap and in doing so had spread her legs just enough to where her slit was no doubt visible from below. I had begun tickling her breasts with my hands when I had to stop and chuckle a bit after Jill said to no one in particular, "I'm probably not gonna be able to walk that well after you guys get done with me tonight, huh?". I remember thinking she'd said it more as a statement of desire than a real question. I told John it could get a bit warm in the room and he might want to take off some clothes. He smiled a bit and did so. As John was getting undressed, I reached my hand down to Jill's clitoris and began massaging it a bit. She brought her knees up and had spread her legs more by the time John had almost finished undressing. He too had left his underwear on and was moving to get into bed when Jill said, "Uh-huh, you can get into bed all the clothing is off, "And you too babe, take off your boxers." I don't remember who took their underwear off faster, me or him, but I remember watching him crawl up onto the bed in the half light of the room. As a guy I didn't really ever gauge another man's looks or body, but was interested to see that penis of his. Trust me when I say it was as imagined. This thing was rather massive and engorged with the excitement that I'm sure all three of us were feeling by that time. Talk about jealousy or penis envy! I was the jealous one here. The only thing I could compare it too, having never before seen another man erect other than on TV screens, was Jill's dildo. John was almost that size in length but just as thick. Just looking at his cock, I couldn't believe I was feeling the way I did, but it excited me - kind of turned me on. He slid up sitting a bit 'indian-style' toward Jill's groin as I continued massaging her clit and occasionally sliding a couple fingers further down her slit. John began caressing both her inner thighs when I could tell by Jill's wetness that she was ready, willing, and able for any action we could bring. I loved the way her clit became when aroused. It would grow from barely present to a half-inch in size, stiffening into a hard bulb that could so readily be played with or licked or sucked. And oh how she loved it. Too, it always seemed the more her clit was massaged the wetter her pussy would become with each moan she'd make during arousal. Football with Jill and John The three of us had been laying there a good ten minutes when she stretched up a bit and grabbed John's wrist. She told him, "You're the guest so you can have first entry, okay?". She then pulled him up and with one hand on his cock and the other still holding his wrist, he maneuvered his knees backward a bit as they settled into a missionary position. My hand was still on her outer lips and I spread them outward while Jill brought John's mighty penis into contact with her love hole. As he penetrated into her, I moved that left hand up toward her breasts and began lightly groping them while she gasped, "Oh my God, you are so big." I wasn't sure how I felt when she said that. She'd never exclaimed as much with me before. I was of average size and certainly not as filled out as John in that department. It made me envious and yet, all the hornier. I remember thinking how incredible it was that watching my girlfriend being fucked by another man wasn't upsetting me. On the contrary it was really turning me on just watching this 'real live porn' taking place right before my eyes. John started out slowly, no doubt measuring his pace along with the inside feel of her vagina. I was glad Jill didn't seem to be holding back with inhibitions. Along with the gyrations of her hips I could tell by the way she pulled his hips into her she was fucking him back as much as he was her. And her eyes! From the past I could always tell when she had big orgasms from her eye movement and how her eyes would almost roll back in her head. Even as I scooted up a bit and held my cock up to her mouth I could tell by her facial expression she was absolutely loving the movement of John's cock inside her. I had become unbelievably horny by then as she tilted her head and began sucking on me. Within five minutes I could sense her body tensing, the way her breathing became 'wanting' gasps, the way her lower body muscles would tighten and squeeze the sides of her lover. She was getting close to orgasm and there was no denying it. I said softly, "Does that feel good baby?" "yeee-aaah", she answered in an almost catlike voice. "Yeah, you like that big cock inside you, huh?" "yeee-aaah" So I looked to John and as much as demanded, "She's gonna cum, pump that pussy hard. Pound that pussy." He sped up his delivery and drove straight into Jill's body with a muscular force again and again. Jill became louder and louder in her moaning and finally screamed with orgasm. By then she had reached up one hand to my own erection and as she came she gripped me harder and harder til it actually had become a bit painful, not that I minded. I could feel the pre-cum flowing from my own cock and I must say I was entranced and utterly turned on being able to share in her orgasm, just being with her and listening to her and watching her delicate cunt being plundered by that beefy cock of John's. I was so happy for her, and so wanting to get in on some intercourse myself. I smiled at John and said, "My turn." He smiled back and rolled out of her, positioning himself up and to her right and with his hips by the side of her shoulder. By this time I was really wanting to fuck her hard, feeling a tinge of jealousy and animalistic hunger to stroke that luscious pussy of hers with my iron hard shaft. I lifted her legs apart and slid past her warm, inviting lips into that juicy pussy of hers. As I did so I focused my senses and could feel how she had swelled inside. I imagined that having been pounded into with John's meaty rod had swollen her inner lips and the walls of her vagina. I could feel her inside, that luscious wet pinkness pressing at my dick in all directions. It was the first time I'd ever followed another man to have intercourse with a woman, especially my own girlfriend, but I loved every minute of it. And of course I'd learned well how to please her sexually. Her hormones must've been skyrocket high by then because I hadn't been in her more than three minutes by the time she came again. I barreled as deeply into her body as I could, gripping my hands behind the small of her back and watching her body tense into orgasm even as John was feeding the top half of his shaft into Jill's mouth. This was turning into a fantastically sexual excursion. I was almost on top of myself in satisfaction. Shortly after, I patted the bed, motioning John to lie down further on his back and I helped Jill sit her ass cheeks up onto John's waist. I spread Jill's legs around his lap area and held her hand as she leaned downward at a slight angle half on and half off John's chest. As he wrapped his arms around her he felt up her sides and began cupping those splendid breasts of hers. I reached down and grabbed hold of John's cock to place it inside Jill's pussy. Oh Lordy! I had never touched another guy's sex organ before, never even seen in person another man's erection. And John's, well his was just too much. I mean, I was used to feeling my own penis, whether during masturbation or using it to slide against Jill's slit during sex or whatnot. But as soon as I had hold of John's cock I was feeling what I'd already been seeing. Not only was it of the very large variety, but it felt so hefty with mass. I hadn't expected to be doing feeling another man in the first place, but I also hadn't expected to be getting this excited. By the time I placed the head of his cock squarely into Jill and helped ease her further onto his rod, my own libido was raging. I had spread her open for easier entry then began circling her clitoris with my thumb. Right then I felt I wanted everything it seemed, and yet only to satisfy Jill as much as possible in any way I could. I waited as John stroked into her several times and for the two of them to get comfortable, then knelt my body lower and leaned my face atop her pubic area. By that time I guess I really wasn't sure of my own intentions. I knew I'd start by licking at Jill's hardened clit, but of course I'd never faced this sort of situation before with a man's dick straight in front of me and my tongue so close to it. I began lapping and sucking at the top of her cherry anyway. I could hear Jill's verbal pleasure increase and knew I was hitting the right spot with my tongue. Here I was licking away at ecstacy and yet every so often, with Jill being pumped at from behind, their waists would move up and John's rod would brush against my tongue. And from the start, as he would end his thrusts, his ball sack would slide against my shaven chin. I could feel the warmth of it even, and how his balls would sponge around my chin. I backed away for a moment, a little in surprise at the circumstances, but mostly just to appreciate the view. Those gonads of his were in perfect proportion to that cock and also seemingly immense. I drew my hand up and began sliding my fingers over Jill's clit again and the top portion of her lips. In doing so however, I decided to slide my hand a bit lower and I just couldn't help myself. I began cupping John's balls with my palm, gently, trying to detect if he would resist in any way. As I did this for half a minute or less I also began pressing a bit more firmly and stopped raising my hand further up onto Jill's clitoris. And I heard John a bit. He began moaning ever so slightly along with my girlfriend. It was then I figured I was being given the 'okay'. I repositioned myself a bit and leaned my face back down to the sex. Then I began taking long waves of upward and downward motions with my tongue, at first just going from Jill's bulb down to about where John's balls began. I noticed that he slowed his strokes some and would hesitate when my tongue was at the base of his cock. It almost seemed he was daring me to go further because up to that point his legs had been mostly together over which I had straddled my own and faced between Jill's spreading. I moved my right elbow between his knees and lightly pushed in between them and sure enough he spread his legs and we repositioned a bit. Their fucking had slowed a bit and I'd begun using my right hand on top, thumbing Jill's clit, while my left I'd lain along the side of John's waist and below my girlfriend's. I widened my tongue and just went for it, slowly licking all across the face of his fist sized sack. He stiffened a bit and then I felt his hand touch the tip of my fingers on my left hand for just a second or two. We kept this up for several minutes until Jill, together with that cock inside her and with me masturbating her clitoris, began to heat into another orgasm. By then I strained into a position helping hold her hips up and sucking her clitoris. As I did so it helped John to be able to plug into her pussy better and after 10 seconds of rapturous screaming we all knew she'd cum yet again. I kind of felt like I was in charge of the choreography so to speak, and so I spoke up and said to the both of them that I wanted to try having Jill facing John, riding on top, and if able to try putting my cock inside also. I just wanted to see if we could double up inside her pussy and both stroke into her. So she turned around and spread her legs over his erection which he had in handing directing it upward toward her approaching sex. She eased up and onto his cock as I rubbed my hands across each of her great bun cheeks. Much as I'd have wanted to, Jill was never into anal play so that was out of the question but I was going to give every attempt to fit my penis in along with John's. I watched them fuck for a minute then reached my hand under and felt out the bottom of Jill's pussy. I told them to slow up and then slid in a couple fingers. It was a bit tight like I'd figured it would be, and I drove my middle and ring finger deeper. I spoke up, "We're gonna stretch this pussy, okay baby?" She said, "yeah" I sort of wedged my inserted fingers against John's cock and said in a breathy voice, "Can you feel your pussy stretching?" She just replied, "yeah," again "Does it hurt a bit?", I asked as I slipped in a third finger and stretched at her lips more "A little" "But we like it to hurt just a little don't we babe?" "Yeah," she panted aloud. With that I kneeled closer and placed my penis head up by my fingers. It took at least a couple minutes but I was able to get the end of my cock inside. I had to work it many times but eventually had the length of my hard-on all the way in. With all of us in place we began finding the most suitable rhythm to fuck. Often John and I would be screwing in and out at the same time but also we tried alternating strokes. Any way we tried felt superb. Jill's pussy lips were stretched to their maximum and provided a tight lipped ring which I know must have felt just as great to John as to me. Her lips just seemed to 'suck' at my cock even as they held us all in place so tightly. Further inside I could feel her vaginal walls closed taut against us, a wet curtain of sexuality surrounding both our cocks. It felt so good and naughty doing this with Jill and John. Something I hadn't expected was how great it felt sliding against John's shaft. When he was pulling backward it felt like a sort of tugging vacuum and as the crowns of our cocks met and rubbed one another it sent a surge of pleasure into my groin. For a time I could tell we'd settled into a rhythm where our balls would brush against each other, mine hanging down and sliding up across his shaft even. It all became too much for me after ten minutes of this and I cried out as I shot load after load of hot sperm inside her. I stayed inside Jill for awhile til I began softening then pulled out and laid beside them. I watched then as Jill leaned up and began riding that huge cock of John's. Shortly she closed her eyes and threw her head back while going as deeply downward as she could on John's penis. Her moaning grew louder and she finished with a primal yell of orgasm as she came. She came a lot too, it sort of gushed out of her. It couldn't have been more than ten seconds later when John braced his hands around her hips and ass and bucked deeply and slowly into her. He groaned slowly and exhaled as he came into Jill's cherry then collapsed his body into rest. Jill rolled over between us and laid on her back panting. I kind of felt bad for John at that point seeing as how his pubic area was soaked with both her cum, my cum, and now his, but he never mentioned it. And that ended the sex on our first act of a threesome. I had to admit it was simply an awesome experience. Later we showered and got cleaned up. We shared more drinks and conversation, even talking about what we'd just done. We agreed it was very pleasurable and we'd love doing it again sometime. In an hour John left back home while Jill and I headed to bed. Once there she and I verbally revisited the experience and had sex again. We talked how we felt we'd just performed something that would make our relationship stronger. She also mentioned we now would need to find a girl for a different kind of threesome, though we never did, nor did we even go looking. In time we went to sleep and life went on. Through the whole of winter we would invite John over on Sundays, always having him over to watch games, although we would turn down the lights and sit around naked. We didn't ever end up watching much of the games after that, always ending up in bed. By spring however John had gotten a job offer in another state and moved. We spoke occasionally on the phone for a year or so but in time lost contact. Jill and I later married and continue our sexual role playing to this day. We haven't yet found another partner but we enjoy talking about it a lot and I'm sure in time we will. Regardless, it stays in the back of our minds the great times we had with John and we still fantasize about the things we did. We never had regrets and truly look back on those memorable experiences, hoping for more and thankful for what we had. I suppose, we'll just have to wait. The End Football With The Guys We were over at a friend’s house and had been partying all day with about sixteen others that we would consider regular party friends, fourteen guy and two wives, Ali and I. It had been raining for the past three days and the field next to the house had flooded with about ankle to knee-deep water depending on where you were in the field. The temperatures had been in the upper 90's all day and some made the suggestion to go play foot ball in the field. All the guys left and were playing, getting wet and muddy in the field. After about 30 minutes one of the guys had to leave which left the teams uneven. The guys asked me and Ali to bring some beers to them and then they begged us to join in the game, at least one of us so the teams would be even. Neither one of us wanted to play, Ali was wearing a flower print cotton sun dress and I was in a men's white tank top T shirt and a nice pair of jeans. I told them I didn’t want to ruin my jeans and my husband told me to take them off. They finally talked us into playing even though we didn’t know how, they told us we could hike the ball. I pulled the bottom of the T-shirt to stretched it a little to cover up my panties and then took off my jeans to the guy’s delight! In doing so it kinda made the arm holes kinda lower exposing a little of my white tits from the sides. I have loved showing off my body and enjoy the comments and stares I get, I guess it is the shock-value of me doing what most girls wouldn’t dare do, and my husband not only approving of it, but encourages it, that excites me. It was agreed that we could not be on the same side as our husbands, they though it would be more fun that way. Well I knew what the guys had in mind and that was getting us wet as soon as possible. The muddy ground felt good between my toes and the (all-most) naked feeling next to a busy highway had my head spinning, there I was standing in knee-deep water in a T-shirt and thong panties, fixing to get soaked to the bone. The other team through the ball to us, they couldn’t kick it because of the water. When the ball landed one of the guy scooped it up and handed it to me and said, “run!" As I started to run I found I couldn’t go very fast in the knee-deep water and ended up falling down on my own. The water was warm, but the feeling made my nipples poke through the thin material and the rest of the shirt clung to my body showing all the curves and the black thong was clearly visible to everyone. On the next play as I got ready to hike the ball, I was told to block Ali so she couldn’t get to Dave. After I hiked the ball she backed up and didn’t even try to get through. We went a little ways down the field. And on the next play I noticed Ali still dry without a drop of water on her. I new it was her turn to show off a little on this play, as soon as I hiked the play I went after her and knocked her on her butt. As I stood there laughing at her I looked down and noticed why she didn’t want to get wet, she was wearing no panties under the dress. When she got up it was very apparent the dress was all she had on, it clung to every curve she had and she knew I had knocked her down just to get her wet. We went a few more plays with nothing great happening, just Ali getting knocked down more and my T-shirt getting wetter and sagging more to the point I had a lot of cleavage on display. The guys were making comments back and forth about our outfits, and as we got to the huddle someone made a comment about being able to see my tits threw the thin material and not Ali’s, I told them to let them have the ball and I would see what I could do for them. We didn’t go far enough the next couple of plays. And we though the ball down the field and they did the same as my guys and gave her the ball. The guys let me up front and as she got to me I grabbed for her dress and managed to pull her down and in the process stretched it out some and popped one of her straps exposing the top of the left nipple for those paying attention, which pissed her off. I told her I was sorry, she said “she would return the favor”... The guys knew she had just challenged me and they were in for a show. The next play the guys said “you got to do better than that” I ask them “what you want me to do rip her dress off”, and her husband said “If you think you can". When she leaned over to hike the ball she had to use one hand to keep her dress close to her body so to not show her breast. I decided the weak point was obviously the 6 or so buttons down the front of the dress. As soon as she hiked the ball I went for the bottom of the dress and grabbed a handful as I ran by. Whipping her around and popping a few buttons, and pulling her off her feet exposing her tanned legs and butt showing she either went to the tanning booth several times or laid out naked in the back yard. And then I tackled the guy with the ball, I think he let me so he could feel my tits on the way down. Ali was steaming saying I did that on purpose, as she tried to re-button the bottom button’s it was apparent it was useless as the holes had stretched out and two of them had popped off, she was for the most part on display from her belly button down. After a few more comments about her nice leg from the guys, we started the next play, with her now holding the front of her dress closed with her hand and her left tit peaking out. She was pissed and I could see it in her eyes, as soon as she hiked the ball she let go of her dress grabbed for my T shirt and ended up with a hold on right arm hole, pulling as hard as she could pulling me down on top of her, she had her legs spread and her dress up around her waist and I ended up with one of my tits on display. When we got up, I told her it didn’t work did it and pulled my shirt back over my tit, all she had done was make a very large arm hole down to my waist exposing a lot of flesh, this made her even madder. On the next play I knew something was up she was now behind the hiker giving the guys on my side a good view of her pussy as she stood there ready to receive the ball, the play started and as one of her guys came close to me, she threw me the ball. All the guy from her side piled on me, pulling and tugging at the shirt, feeling my ass and tits, and then I hear a rip, but when I got up everything look OK, sorta. We now had the ball again and as soon as I hiked the ball she was all over me and had a hand full of the back of my shirt, that was when I realized what had torn on the last play. I could fell a nice breeze on my back, I looked behind me and saw the side of my shirt had been ripped down the back, one of the guys had started a rip for her on the last play. I pulled my shirt back to gather but she had ripped it all the way down the back exposing my barely covered butt. Just then a bunch of guys in a truck went by blowing there horn and yelling at me. I turned my butt to them and slapped it. When we went to the huddle I got one of the guys to tie my shirt, however, in tying it, the shirt rode up over my hips, exposing my thong panties and pulled the arm holes down even farther almost causing my nipple to fall out the top barely coving them. I felt so wild being able to display my assets like that, my nipples peaking in and out the top and arm holes as I walked and my ass total exposed except for the thin thong up my ass. I told the guys she loses the dress this play and told one of the other guys to hike the ball so I could get a running start. Before the ball was hiked I had hold of the back of her dress pulling it down as hard as I could and I could feel it giving as I felt my hand pass against her ass cheeks and down her legs sending her face first into the muddy water, minus her dress. I gave her dress to one of my guys before she could realize what had happened or where it went and he sat on it under the water. When she got up she was so embarrassed got up looking down at her naked body, then for her dress, then she realized she was being looked at totally naked by everyone including the passing cars and trucks on the highway. With her arm across her chest and her hand over her neatly trimmed bush went and got in her car to hide giving the guys a nice view of her ass as she ran away. Her husband had to leave when she started blowing the horn. He came over and gave me a hung, patted me on the ass and thanked me for the show. As they left someone yelled “game on”! We started all over with the other side kicking off, throwing the ball down field, I was given the ball again and as I ran past the first two guys I realize what was I was now the prey, as one of the guys lounged for my shirt and caught my panties causing me to drop down immediately. But not before stretching them out and exposing my almost completely shaved bush and ass. I knew the plan was now to strip me as well as I was the only game in town, but I didn’t mind I has still thrilled from stripping Ali and I now wanted the attention she had gotten and not enjoyed. On the next play I hiked the ball as Dave rubbed my ass from behind he pulled on my stretched out thong moving it down a little farther causing it to bunch up in the crotch showing my anus and lips from behind. As I stood up one guy ran past me and grabbed for my shoulder strap, and me grabbing his hand, ripping my shirt down the front this time almost to my navel exposing my right breast. I tried to re-adjust my self and cover up but it was a waste of time, my shirt looked like a muddy Elvira outfit. On the next play I bend over to hike the ball Dave just grabbed my thong and pulled it to my ankles, as I went to reach for them he grabbed me and sat me down in the water and Brain grabbed them off my feet. I then run after him trying to get my panties back, as I ran the guy took turns holding the back of the shirt causing it to rip more. I finally stopped and said, “okay, ya’ll win!" and grabbed the two ripped sides and ripped it the rest of the way off and stood there naked... with my arms held out on display... People in cars were slowing down and blowing horns so I decided I better head to the hot tub out of public view. I told them I was going to the hot tub, stopping at the water hose to rinse off before climbing in... My husband hosed me off as the rest of the guys watched. I told them shows over and climbed into the hot tub... The hot tub was another story!