0 comments/ 120420 views/ 6 favorites Are You Ready For Some Football By: knockman A regular Monday night during the fall was always spent at my home with about four or five on my friends. My wife of nine years was so nice about Mondays, never complaining and always making sure the fridge was stocked and a good spread of food was prepared. Now my wife, Sherry, didn't need to put up with us. She is a pretty 5' 7" 135 lbs. blonde which any guy would like to have around, but she always stayed with us and made sure we had a great time watching the game. Well the game was set for a Monday night and already Robert and John were going to a play with their wives. They knew we always had Monday nights for games, but John's wife got the tickets for free and the guys had no choice. Well that would still leave Mark, Randy and me, three would have to be a party this night. When Monday morning came and Mark called in sick for work and told me he was out for tonight I couldn't believe it. I phoned home and asked Sherry if she would like to do something else tonight because I was going to call Randy and skip the game too. Sherry said "You just can't do that to poor Randy, he's your only single friend and you know how much he looks forward to Monday Night Football" I knew she was right, and she assured me it was ok even if it was just Randy and me. Randy arrived at seven and we started eating and drinking, even Sherry sat with us while the pre game was going on which she had never done before. We just sat around talking and joking until kick off. Sherry asked if she could go ahead and watch the game with us tonight since it was only the three of us I said of course she was more than welcome and Randy readily agreed. My wife sat next to me and Randy was sitting on the chair across from us. By half time the game was a blow out and my wife was already bored and started to fool around with me. She was giving me deep tongue kisses and rubbing my cock through my pants. She decided to tell us she was going to go change because it was getting late. As she went upstairs Randy started in on me. "Sherry is hot for your ass tonight buddy." he said. "I know what your getting as soon as the games over and I leave." he joked. I couldn't help but laugh and told him she was giving me a hard-on. He then shocked me a little by saying he started getting one too by watching us. The next thing I knew Sherry was coming down the stairs wearing a green teddy that she only wore a few other times when we made love. I started to say something about her dress and she just said "We are all friends and adults I don't think Randy cares what I wear." I didn't believe what I heard my mostly conservative wife was strutting around almost naked. I had to admit she looked great, her long legs nice and tan and her breast almost exposed. She sat again next to me and gave me a kiss. As we broke the kiss she said to Randy why don't you come sit next to me? He looked at me I looked at her I looked at him and just shrugged. He got up and sat next to Sherry so she was in the middle. She resumed our kiss and I just sat back and was getting a big hard-on. I noticed her hand now was on Randy's pants and she was rubbing his cock and I was so hot I didn't even care. Sherry now stood up and asked us to remove our cloths what could we do we started taking off our shirts and when Randy pulled off his pants I saw the biggest dick in my life a full 10 inches. Sherry saw that and just moaned softly, she then unsnapped the crotch of her teddy and lifted over her head. She looked so good her 36" C breast were erect and waiting for attention. I told Randy we gotta treat her right for taking care of us all those Mondays, he couldn't agree more. Sherry got down and started sucking his cock her ass was toward me and I started rubbing her ass and pussy. She was so wet I got two fingers in easy she was moaning and sucking while moving her ass up and down. She said she wanted to taste Randy cum and just kept fingering away until he said he was cumming. Sherry swallowed all of it and the came toward me. She took my cock in her throat with ease while she reached a hand back and started stoking our friend. I knew I was in for a long blowjob because as she would bring me close she would stop for a little bit and start sucking Randy. She then said "I want to feel both of you together inside me." Randy and I didn't know what to do but she was in charge and told me to lay on my back on the floor. Sherry crawled on top of me and eased my cock in her pussy. She then told Randy to get behind her and put that monster in her ass. He got behind her and I felt him put a finger then two in her tight ass. He removed them and slid down as I felt the tip of his cock though her pussy. She let out a muffled scream as he put the whole length of himself in her. In a minute we had the strokes down and she was having the biggest orgasm of our married life. I then shot in her pussy as she was kissing me Randy then let out a yell and came in her ass. We were totally in another world when Randy started getting dressed and said goodnight. Sherry and I fell asleep their and even the next morning didn't know who won the game. But we didn't care either. Are You Ready for Some Football It wasn’t that I minded my husband watching sports all day. I just hated spending a whole day watching sports when we hadn’t seen each other all week. He had been out of town for two weeks. For me, a week without a man seemed like a month. We were free to satisfy our urges with others but after a couple of weeks without getting any, I always wanted to break the fast with my husband. The fact that he had finished off his business trip by fucking one of his clients didn’t sit well either. I would normally have been really mad because I had stayed abstinent but I really like watching him screw slight, Asian women. (Thank you iSight camera.) There is something about the way he just picks them up and puts them in the position he wants and the way they just lay there while he pumps them that really gets me going. And while skinny, this one had a pretty nice pair of breasts. The way they bounced and shook as he did his thing made me long to be bounced myself. I gave myself a pretty intense orgasm but there’s nothing like a man in the flesh. Unfortunately, my current man in the flesh (i.e. my husband) was more interested in football. He had already taken my hand off his thigh and given me the “I’m watching the game” look twice. I wasn’t going to get anything until the game was over. If his precious Raiders could have at least been close to winning, I would have understood. But with the game over at half, I didn’t see why we couldn’t go home and get down to things. With nothing else to do, I got myself acquainted with the bar tender. He was pretty cute but he had his eyes planted firmly on the asses of the twenty-two year old waitresses running around in their bike shorts. As he continued to pour me beers, I continued to flirt. I was buzzed and getting hornier by the moment. My husband was so into the game he hadn’t noticed that I had ripped my Raider jersey at the color to create a lower neckline. I may not have the biggest breasts but men can’t help but look at any women’s chest where there might be some cleavage. “Screw the Raiders,” I thought. “My losing streak is going to end today.” It was just a matter of who was going to be the lucky guy. My artificial creation of cleavage had worked. The bartender set up shop in front of me and while he tried to sneak looks down my shirt, I turned to tequila to make the inevitable sex in a kitchen or closet more attractive. (I’m a bed girl by nature.) As I set my shot glass down, I caught him again trying to sneak a peak. I leaned forward to increase the amount of gap in the shirt, “They’re yours for the asking…” He looked over my shoulder and said “What about your husband?” I turned and looked at my husband. His eyes never left the screen. “I’ll go ask him,” I said and I got up. My buzzed logic dictated that I give my husband one last chance. Somebody was about to get lucky. It was all up to my husband to decide who. I plopped down next to him and put my hand on his thigh. I was leaning in – about to inquire about whether he wanted to come in my mouth or on my face – but before I could utter even one word, he lurched forward and shouted some generic comment a guy makes when his team isn’t doing well. That decided it. The bartender was going to land this piece of ass. I turned to head back to the bar and was stopped in my tracks. That fucker was hitting on another girl. I don’t care if she was younger than me, had a tighter ass and a perkier rack. I know my way around a man and this ass was tossing me aside for some girl probably named Britney who had never had a dick go more than an inch into her mouth. I was pissed. Pissed and horny. I wasn’t going back to sit next that ass of a husband and I couldn’t stand the site of Britney fawning all over that asshole bartender. It seemed a perfect time to head to the bathroom. I walked around to the back of the room and down the hall to the bathroom. As I made my way down the hall, I noticed the hallway not only lead to the bathrooms but also to rather large poolroom. I walked past the bathroom door to check out poolroom. At 10:30AM on a Sunday it was completely empty – except for one man. He was a big guy - about six foot two and he projected strength. He was wearing an unbuttoned flannel shirt with a white t-shirt with blue jeans and boots completing the ensemble. As my eyes ran down his body, I imagined what his thighs would look like flexing as he did me from behind up against a wall – hands on my hips with my face buried under my hair pressed up against the wall. As I snapped back into reality, I was acutely aware of myself. Not only were my nether regions moistening in preparation, my mouth was literally watering. I tried to be cool as I crossed the room but the combination of the beer, tequila and absolute lust put a little swerve into my walk. I walked straight up to him, looked him in the eye and tore my jersey a little more. “Wanna a play?” I asked. Thank god he wasn’t in the mood for foreplay. He immediately unzipped his pants and I immediately fell to my knees, sat back on my calves and shoved his cock down my throat. You know that feeling you get on your skin when you haven’t been swimming all winter and you jump into a pool for the first time, that’s how my mouth felt. In fact, that’s how my whole body felt. As I pulled him in and out of my mouth, I fought the urge to pull out his cock and rub it all over me. I wanted to feel it on my neck and on my cheek and on my back. I wanted to rub it between my thighs – feel in the crack of my ass. I have deep throated plenty of men and he may have been the biggest but I’d never had less trouble putting a man farther down. I took my hands off his shaft and reached around with both hands to his ass. I began to pull him into my mouth all the while the need the feel that cock on my flesh growing. I returned my hands to his rod and raised myself up. I pulled the cock out of my mouth and rubbed it on my face. I closed my eyes and moved my head back and forth as I allowed both cheeks to share the pleasure of touch with this monster. I rose up more and began rubbing it on my lower neck and chest. As soon as it brushed my nipple, a lightning bolt shot down to my pussy. He must have had a similar sensation. He lifted me up into the air. The way he just threw me around reminded me of my husband the night before last. He set me face down on the pool table, pulled off my shorts and lowered my panties to mid thigh. Instead of impaling me, he lifted me up and pulled me onto him. He raised my hips to the perfect height for fucking me. And fucking me was what he was doing. I wanted to scream but held it in. There I was, floating in the air doggy style - wave after wave of electricity shot through my body with each thrust. I wouldn’t be able to take much more. I didn’t want to take much more. With no apparent struggle, he rotated me onto my side. With both his hands under my left hip and only my left shoulder touching the pool table, I floated in the air sideways, as my eruption became eminent. I looked up to see him staring down at me. With each thrust, I grew closer. He never showed one sign of fatigue. He just stared at me. My whole body felt like it was about to explode. Sensing his body was about to do the same, I rolled back onto my stomach. I started grabbing for something. I usually needed something for leverage but his strength had negated that need. I just needed something to squeeze. God I needed to come but I was holding out and just as I thought I might not be able to hold on any longer, I felt his eruption begin. He pulled me onto him urgently but without strain. It felt like he was two feet inside me when my muscles all contracted at once and my back arched yanking my head off the pool table. His hand came up to my shoulder to hold me completely in place as he finished depositing his load. My muscles gave up on me but he hadn’t finished. He continued to hold me in place as he finished his thrusting. I was literally putty in his hands. He finally released me and I collapsed onto the pool table. He lifted me back to my feet and I collected myself. He smiled and said, “If you don’t mind, I’d like to get back to shooting pool.” I smiled and walked away. My husband could take a lesson from this guy. After a screwing like that, I wouldn’t care if he watched football all day. Are You Ready for Some Football! The evening certainly didn't start out the way that I had hoped. I was supposed to watch the Monday Night Football game with a buddy at a local sports bar just it was just ten minutes before kick-off when I got a call from him saying that he wouldn't be able to make it. I was pissed but I headed off to the sports bar by myself anyway. I pulled up to the front of the bar and could see that the line leading outside of the place was at least fifty people long. The game had already started and I wasn't even in the place yet! Eventually, I walked into the tastefully decorated bar and I saw two familiar faces. Sheila and Debbie were sitting at a table talking. These two extremely attractive women worked for the same company that I did but in a separate department but my job brought me into contact with them every once in a while. I had intended not to bother them. I wasn't in the greatest mood and I figured that they could just as well do without my constant drooling over them if I imposed. Strangely enough though, it was Sheila that flagged me down and invited me to sit with them. We had a few drinks and very pleasant conversation. It was nice to get to know these women in a more informal setting. We talked about lots of things, including the usual "my-boss-is-worse-than-your-boss" bashing and other mandatory company bitching. We even got into more personal complaints about all of our past and present relationships. The talk migrated to the always entertaining discussion about how insensitive men can be to women and how women can't seem to understand men. They treated me like I had been appointed to represent the male gender as a whole. Several time Sheila would begin a topic like, "You're a nice guy. Tell me why nice guys......." We had lots of laughs while the game droned on. I suppose it was the loosening influence of the drinks but the conversation eventually turned a bit more risque. I got the feeling that both Sheila and Debbie were saying things to impress me with the idea that they are two modern "liberated" women. Liberated or not, I still got the impression that these "thirty-something" women missed something about what it was like to date ten to fifteen years ago. I sure did. Over the course of the next hour and additional drinks, Debbie revealed that while she enjoys here relationships with men, there is something quite special about her relationship with Sheila. Sheila echoed that sentiment by stating that while their general preference was heterosexual, they did have a very enjoyable intimate relationship with each other. Midway through the fourth quarter, the small crowd at the bar was getting a bit more boisterous. Debbie suggested that we all leave and go to their apartment to watch a movie on TV. Needless to say, that was fine by me. Although I had no serious thoughts that this evening would actually lead to much, spending more time with them in a quieter setting was definitely my preference. As we waked out into the cool dark parking lot, I could smell the beautiful scent of each of their perfumes. I walked them to their cars that were parked side by side. Debbie got into her car and started the engine. I held the door open for Sheila but before she got in, she turned to me, moved closer, and whispered in my ear, "I don't want to watch TV tonight." I was surprised that I heard her say anything at all because while she spoke in soft whispering tones, she firmly rubbed her open hand up and down the length of my cock easily discernible at the crotch of my well fitting jeans. As an added treat, she noisily ran her long fingernail up the brass zipper. The ratcheting reverberations were practically enough to generate an orgasm for me right there. Even considering my gift for under-estimating most situations, I couldn't help from indulging myself with the thought that I actually may get to experience what could be the sexual event of a lifetime. Once inside their impeccably decorated apartment, we began as she had suggested. We turned the TV on and began watching some unremarkable movie. I sat on the couch between the two lovely women and really tried to concentrate on the boring movie. Sheila had no such intent and within minutes, cuddled next to me and held onto my arm. Sheila once again placed her sweet smelling face next to my ear and quite unabashedly whispered, "I watch you a lot at work. I really like you and I REEEEEALLY want you to make love to me." There is no way that I can describe the way she said the word "really". I turned my head and passionately kissed her on the lips. Instantly our tongues began playing lover's games. Sheila's hand undid one button of my shirt and began rubbing my lightly haired chest. My own hand cupped her delightful breast with its hard nipple in obvious evidence. It wasn't long before I unbuttoned her blouse, undid the front bra clasp and lovingly caressed her breasts and nipples directly. Her very hard breathing assured me that she was enjoying my touch. At almost the identical moment, our hands slipped down between each other's legs. I had no trouble feeling her hot passion that raged beneath the tightly stretched denim. She firmly slid the palm of her hand up and down my erect cock still trapped in my pants. Sheila was definitely controlling the pace of things. She slipped down off of the sofa and knelt on the floor between my legs. Looking me straight into the eyes, she removed her blouse, exposing her significant breasts to my full view. Without saying a word, she undid my pants and took them down to my ankles. My eight inches of aroused manhood stood at complete attention before her face. A huge drop of clear precum pressed out of the engorged head and slid in a thick rivulet down my shaft. Starting at my balls, Sheila took one long slow lick up. She intercepted the precum and continued until her tongue was playing with the still secreting tip. Sheila paused only to say, "It has been a very long time since I sucked a cock. I am going to really enjoy this." She opened her wet mouth and took me in. Her tongue lapped and slid about my shaft as it made its way deeper and deeper into her mouth sending tingles up and down my spine. While Sheila began her talented efforts to excite me, I looked over at Debbie. She too had given up all hope of watching the movie and had decided to join in. Her blouse was completely unbuttoned but not removed. She wore no bra and was very busy rubbing her petite breasts and tugging hard at her erect nipples. "I really like watching Sheila give blow jobs", she announced while she got up from the sofa. "She puts on an especially good show when guys come in her mouth." Those words barely penetrated my ears before we almost had the opportunity to verify that claim. While Sheila was licking and slobbering all over my cock, coating it and her face with warm saliva and precum, Debbie stood and removed the rest of her clothes. She stood before me and my eyes were rigidly focused on her completely tan and very athletically trimmed body. She lifted one leg and placed it way up on one arm of the sofa. Her limber legs were remarkably spread open giving me a magnificent view of her pussy. Her protruding lips were easily visible through the neatly trimmed and wetted wisps of fine brown pubic hair. Debbie began to play with herself with the obvious intentions of arousing us both. Both hands slowly made their way down across her firm breasts to between her spread legs. She used her two index fingers to separate her delicate lips, fully exposing the moist inner pick recesses of her ready pussy. "Mmmmm", she cooed. "I can't wait to have that fat juicy cock slide way up into me. It will feel so good when it is deep inside me." I watched her clench down internally and saw her inner tissues close. Right before my eyes, a drop of Debbie's sexual juices formed and dangled from her pussy lips. Eventually it dripped down her inner thigh in a long clear drop. Again I almost burst into orgasm since I had never before been treated to such a sight. "Oh God", Debbie gasped. "I am so fucking WET! Look." She began sliding her fingers all around her shaved pussy, coating them with her juices. "Do you what to taste me, Ryan?", she offered. "Do you want to suck my pussy juices from my fingers?" As Sheila attended to my aching cock, I did likewise to Debbie's soaked fingers. I eagerly sucked them into my mouth, savoring the rich slippery taste and texture of Debbie's juices. Sheila stopped sucking my dick. It popped from her talented mouth and laid swollen, red, pulsating, and wet on my abdomen. She stood up and as she began removing all of her clothes, she said, "Tell her what you want. She really gets off on doing what men want. Go ahead. You can tell me what to do too if you want to." I didn't say anything until she stood completely naked before me, letting me see her blonde hair teasing her shoulders, her ample and firm breasts fully exposed with their taught and erect nipples, and the almost invisible wisps of blonde hair between her legs. "Ok", I began. "I want you to sit on my cock and I want Debbie to masturbate while we fuck." Neither woman said a word but began to do exactly as I had requested. Sheila straddled my legs and lifted up my dick. She used the crown to part her cunt lips. She moved the tip around a bit, sliding it through her own juices until we were both covered. Then she used her fingers to part her lips, sat down and slid me completely in. Her tight pussy embraced my length as if it were a custom made glove. Immediately, she began to move up and down. The wet squishy sounds made it obvious that we were both going to enjoy this very much. There was no hesitation on Debbie's part either. Her well experienced fingers knew exactly what to do in order to please their master. One hand went to her petite breasts and began massaging and tugging at the nipples. Two fingers of the other hand alternated between slipping deep into her pussy and rubbing the retrieved wetness around her very erect and visible clitoris. With her legs spread wide, I especially enjoyed to view of the inner folds of her dripping pussy clutching to her fingers whenever she thrust them in and out. "I am so fucking hot!", Debbie exclaimed her eyes were riveted on Sheila and me. "It looks so good to see your hard cock slide in and out of Sheila's cunt. Oh look how wet she is. Your dick is dripping in her cunt juice. Oh God! I'm going to come!" Her hand was now busy rubbing her clitoris with ever increasing speed. Her breathing was extremely erratic. I took my hand and pressed two fingers deep into her pussy while she began working herself to orgasm. She was indeed very wet. Many times I took my soaked fingers and smeared the slippery juices all over Debbie's breasts and on her own lips. With her orgasm almost upon her and with my hand deep in her cunt and her fingers frantically rubbing her clitoris, Sheila reached over and drew Debbie to her. She began kissing her breasts and on the mouth. I knew that Sheila was tasting her lover's pussy juices and I moaned with pleasure at the thought. "Oh you like that?" Sheila said to me. "You like the idea of me licking Debbie's pussy juice from her. Well I do too", she said as she resumed her pumping. "How about if I eat her pussy directly. How would you like to see me stick my tongue as deep as I can right into her dripping cunt? How would you like to see me use my tongue on her clit to make her soak my face with her hot cum?" That was too much for Debbie. "OH MY GOD!", she screamed. She began quivering as she stood beside us. "I'm COMING!", she yelled and come she did. My fingers were pressed deep inside her when I felt her pussy muscles tightened like a vise around them. They twitched and spasmed with lightning speed as her orgasm raged on. Her pussy sputtered her sweetly aromatic cum all over my fingers and hand. There was no dry area anywhere between her legs. I took my dripping hand and offered it two the two kissing ladies. Without hesitation they licked and sucked Debbie's slippery cum from my fingers. Sheila started moaning as her humping of my cock got faster and faster. She was still kissing Debbie when my orgasm started. "He's coming Debbie", I heard her whisper to her friend. "Oh he's coming right now! I can FEEELLL it. Mmmmmmm. I can feel his hot cum spurting deep into my pussy Debbie. Mmmm. It is so hot inside me!" I had never experienced anything like this. My orgasm was as great as it could ever have. As it began to subside, Sheila looked right into Debbie's eyes and said, "Debbie. He's almost finished. His hard cock is almost finished filling my pussy with his hot sticky cum but I haven't come yet. I want to come too. You have to make me come Debbie. You have to do it! When Ryan is all finished and his cock is gone, YOU have to make me come by licking my pussy. PLEEEESE!!!" Debbie was feverishly kissing Sheila's face all the time she was being instructed. She was definitely aroused by what she was being asked to do. Sheila's breathless descriptions continued. "When he is all done, I want you to lick my cunt. Mmmm. I want you to stick your tongue deep into me and lick through all of his hot cum. Get your face all wet and then lick my pussy until I come!" All this talk just made my orgasm that much longer and complete. I felt my cum leak from Sheila's pussy and begin to coat my balls in its warmth. I also knew that a great amount still remained deep inside her. Quickly, Sheila got up off of me and laid down on the floor. Debbie fell between her friend's legs and waited for her friend to get ready. Sheila lifted her knees and spread her legs, fully exposing her pussy. It was completely wet. Her pussy remained opened from the stretching it had just received. Sploches of my cum dotted her lips and a milky white pool of my creamy sperm could be seen deep inside her cunt. Debbie looked at me, smiled and asked, "What do you want me to do now?" I immediately responded, "Do what Sheila asked you to. Eat my cum from deep inside her pussy. Lick it from her cunt and make her come." Debbie was indeed a "show woman". With cum now oozing from Sheila's pussy, Debbie extended her tongue and moved between her friend's legs. In plain view, she lapped her friend's cunt opening in one long stroke from bottom to top. Again she turned her face to me, her tongue still extended, my cum sliding from its center and then dangling from the tip. "Like this?" she rhetorically asked as best she could. I nodded my approval. She smiled and resumed her attentions but with increased ferocity. Her face dove down and her tongue plunged into the gooey depths of Sheila's well fucked cunt. Debbie's tongue swirled through the sticky mess until I could see my cum smeared all over Sheila's pussy. Debbie then concentrated on the well lubricate clitoris. I looked at my cock. I was still reasonably firm and with no reduction in its length. It was all slick with Sheila's cum. I could smell it. My own cum slowly oozed from the head. I walked around and stood with a foot on either side of Sheila's head. I looked down and Sheila looked up at me. My cock was the only thing that interrupted our vision. Her face showed the signs that she was close to orgasm. I stood motionless. My still oozing cock finally released a long strand of its remaining cum and it fell on Sheila's cheek below me. It slipped in a streak down one side of her face. "I'm coming", she announced to me softly. "Debbie's tongue has your hot cum all over it. She got it from inside my filled cunt and is using it on my clit to make me come. I want it on my tongue too. Come here and put that hard dick in my mouth. I want to lick the cum from it. Fuck my mouth with your cock and come again. I REALLY want to feel your cock spurt cum inside my mouth like you did in my pussy. I want to feel it hot and thick on my tongue." She said the word "really" just like she had said it in the parking lot. I dropped to my knees. My wet balls rested on her forehead. My cock laid against her face, smearing it with her own cum. She licked the shaft and said, "Mmmmm. I like that. I like tasting my cum from a man's dick. I especially like licking it after he has fucked my pussy and come inside me like you did. Give it to me Ryan. Stick your cock, all covered in my cum and yours, deep into my mouth!" I leaned forward and rocked my hips. Sheila opened her mouth wide and in went the head of my cock. Like before, her tongue swirled around the oozing head and instantly excited me to another full erection. She hummed and moaned while her expert lips and tongue sucked and licked the sheath of male and female ejaculate that surrounded my shaft. Debbie's talented work on Sheila's eager pussy paid off in a thunderous orgasm. Her head jerked a bit with each orgasmic spasm. My cock, plunged deep into her mouth and resting at the back of her throat, received such wonderful stimulation from the coming woman. When Sheila's orgasm fainted away, Debbie slid up her friends body until her face was at Sheila's breasts. There wasn't a single square inch of Debbie's face that wasn't covered in wetness. The thicker and grayer streaks across her face where the retrieved remnants of my cum. With sticky lips and coated teeth, Debbie said, "Go on Ryan. That's it. Fuck Sheila's mouth with your cock! Fuck her naughty mouth. It looks so good. Are you going to come yet? I want to see that! I want to be this close and see you fill her bad mouth with you hot steamy cum." I was on the brink again. There was no turning back. The base of my scrotum swelled and although it would not be as voluminous as the first, my second orgasm began. "That's it Ryan. YES! Come in her mouth! Sheila", she shouted. "Open your mouth. Yes. Like that. Stick out that naughty tongue. Oh yes. I see it! He's coming! His white creamy cum is spurting out of his dick and covering your tongue! His hot cum is sliding down your tongue going into your mouth! Mmmmm. I know it tastes GOOD! I know how Ryan's cum tastes. I can still taste it. I can still smell it on my face right along with your cum! That's it. MORE! Oh yes! I love seeing it slowly spurt out of his dick. I also loved eating his hot cum out of your cunt too! It tastes so good with your cum when my tongue is pressed way up inside your hot cunt! I was spent. I had no more. I moved off of Sheila, her mouth still wide open and half filled with milky semen. Debbie quickly moved to take my place. I watched her tongue extend and slip deep into Sheila's mouth and plunge below the level of the cum that remained unswallowed. She lapped at it like a cat laps at a saucer of milk. With each lick, half of the cum was drawn into Debbie's mouth and the other half fell back onto Sheila's face. Debbie then kissed her roommate hard on the lips. I watched my cum seep from between their lips while their tongue made inefficient attempts to exchange my seed between their mouth. When it was all over, the two women turned and smiled at me with cum covered mouths. That image is indelibly etched into my brain. Are You Ready For Some Football? Ever since I saw my first Monday Night Football game when I was ten years old, I have been an obsessed football fan. And during football season, my Sunday afternoons are spent at the local sports bar – cheering and screaming with everyone else. This is certainly a typical Sunday afternoon for most heterosexual American men, and in many ways I am a typical guy – I love football and cars and beer and boobies. But unlike most of my fellow football fans, I have a few interests that aren’t quite the norm. I’m politically very progressive. I appreciate literature and poetry. And I absolutely love to suck cock. This has always struck me as a bizarre dichotomy. Most of the football fans I knew were intensely homophobic and most of the gay men I knew didn’t know a football from a baseball. But here I am, equally eager to celebrate a touchdown as I am to perform fellatio. So when the first week of the new season was about to begin, I was excited. I didn’t have any plans that night, and spent it mostly surfing the internet, reading predictions and analysis of the upcoming season. I find it difficult to spend any time surfing the net and not look at some porn. I can’t help myself, and before I knew it I was reading erotic stories and looking at pictures and videos of gang bangs and blowjobs. Seeing a hot woman service a few well hung men always gives me an instant woody – and soon I was stroking my uncut six inches. As I stroked myself, I fantasized about having another guy there with me – someone mature and kind, fit and well hung. Someone who could massage my shoulders with their strong hands. Someone whose cock I could worship with my mouth, kiss with my lips, and tease with my tongue. Someone whose hot cum I could feel drip down my chin as I tried to swallow every drop. It was a hot fantasy and I really wanted to make it come true. I’ve never had trouble attracting men – I stay lean and fit through regular exercise. I have a boyish face that belies my age, making me look twenty instead of thirty. My large dark eyes and long eye lashes give me an almost feminine look and my full lips are soft and sensuous – ideal for giving great head. But a heavy work schedule had made my free time scarce – I hadn’t sucked a cock in several months. I usually cruised bathhouses when I was in such a lustful mood, but it was getting late…and I didn’t want to go tomorrow as there was football to watch. My gay sex life had been very compartmentalized – consisting of anonymous encounters with men whose names I often didn’t know. I had never considered having anything more with my male sexual partners. I don’t find men attractive in a romantic context, so I never thought of anything beyond purely sexual terms. But to share other things besides sex might be an enjoyable…a ‘friends with benefits’ arrangement. I decided to place an online ad on a local message board: ************************************* Any mature football fans out there? I'm a young looking 33 year old guy...I'm 5'7, slim and fit, mildly hairy, dark hair and eyes...I'm very discreetly bisexual...and enjoy safe, sensual play with kind, fit, discreet, mature men (40+). I love getting massaged by a guy and love to return the favor by giving wonderful, sensual blowjobs. In addition to being an avid cocksucker, I also am an enthusiastic football fan...and planned on spending tomorrow afternoon watching some of the games. I was thinking it would be nice to have some company...we could perhaps have some lunch, watch some football, and then take it from there. So if you're a discreet, mature guy who enjoys football, and also loves getting head, drop me a line. A face and body pic would be great...I'll send my pics in return. ************************************** I received several responses and pics…most by guys who were just looking for a quick blowjob, but a few were genuine – one in particular caught my attention. He was a 50 year old guy and described himself as gay and discreet and a life long football fan. He also enjoyed giving massage and of course, loved getting head. His pic was a nice…a good looking guy with a slim, fit build. We agreed to meet at a sports bar in town the next day. That morning, I was anticipating a great day of football and sex – hopefully my online date would show up. I got to the bar early and found a good seat. As the game was about to start, I felt a hand on my shoulder and a friendly voice, “Max?” Frank was better in person…with a polite smile and a comfortable handshake he put me at ease. His picture didn’t lie – he was fit, slim, and handsome. And he was quite knowledgeable about football. We watched the game intently while making conversation during the commercials. We got to know each other a little – Frank seemed smart and easy going and from the few glances I could manage at his crotch, well hung. Sadly, our team lost – but we had a good time watching the game. And we had an even better time after the game. Frank invited me over to his place. He had a comfortable lived-in apartment – full of books and magazines and old records. It was a large studio and his queen sized bed was in plain view. After some idle conversation, Frank offered me a massage. I undressed quickly, showing off my semi erect uncut cock. Frank took off his clothes as well, but left on his bikini underwear…the outline of his growing cock was clear. I laid down on the bed face down and Frank gently massaged my back. He had a wonderful touch…strong and gentle. He spent several minutes on my back and then worked up to my neck…his fingers tickling the sides of my face. He worked his way down to my legs and gave my thighs and calves a wonderful rubdown. His fingers worked their magic on my feet and ankles. He then worked his way back up to my ass…massaging each cheek thoroughly and playfully slipping his hand in between. I was very very relaxed. It was a great massage. I loved it and I could tell that Frank enjoyed giving it, as his cock was straining his underwear. Frank finished it off my reaching for my cock under me and giving it a gentle tug. This prompted me to raise my ass in the air for him…getting on all fours I gave him a great view of my slim ass cheeks. Frank removed his underwear and positioned himself behind me, playfully slapping his erect cock against my backside. Turning my head, I could see how beautiful his cock was. Circumcised and smooth, his member was a thick seven inches. His balls were low hanging beauties and clearly needed my attention. I turned myself around and crawled over to Frank’s cock. Ever so slowly I leaned my face into his crotch and gently kissed his manhood. My lips touched every inch of him from the underside of his ball sac to the tip of his large cock head. My tongue coated his shaft as I let his cock slide in my mouth. It was glorious. Feasting on his cock was a wonderful treat and I kept at it for some time. Occasionally, with Franks cock still in my mouth, I would look up at him and give him the most coquettish smile I could muster. Frank clearly enjoyed it – his own face was frozen in bliss. Frank began to gently fuck my face. He held the sides of my head and firmly thrust his cock in and out of me. As his pace got faster, I took more of him in…he was hitting the back of my throat with his cock. I sucked on his cock even harder as Frank thrust into me, his pace now frantic. He moaned uncontrollably and let fly an enormous load into my mouth. Some of it flew down my throat, but most of it fell out of my mouth and dribbled down my chin. I kept Frank’s cock in my mouth as I felt his hot cum roll down my neck and onto my chest. As his cock softened, I let it gently fall out of my mouth and playfully milked the remaining drops of cum onto my lips. I was one satisfied cocksucker! We were both quiet and content as we got dressed. I gave Frank one last playful grab of his cock before I left and Frank gave my ass a gentle spank. I knew I’d see him again – the football season had just started and this was going to be a great season. Sixteen games, the playoffs, the Super Bowl – and lots and lots of cock!