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Football Fantasy

Autumn has always been my favorite season. I love the crispness in the air, the colorful leaves, hayrides and warm jackets on a chilly night. But what I love best about fall is…..FOOTBALL!! And I was so happy to discover that my boyfriend Andrew loved football as much as me. Our favorite Sundays are spent on the sofa in front of the giant TV screen watching game after game, drinking beer and eating pizza. A little bit of information that you need to know: Andrew and I have a fantastic sex life. He seems to know every button to push with me to send me over the edge time and time again. Whenever he takes charge in the bedroom, I melt into a puddle of goo. His dominant side turns me on like nothing else. But we have been together a long time….and our sex life was starting to get stale. One weekend, Andrew had an idea. “Why don’t I invite a few of the guys over here for football? You can make your awesome chicken wings.” “Sure, sounds fine to me,” I said. Andrew’s buddies (Matt, James and Pete) were scheduled to arrive promptly at noon to watch the pre-game show while getting a head start on their beer buzz. I had a crockpot full of hot wings with a side tray of bleu cheese and ranch dressing and celery sticks. I also had some sliders, potato chips, tortilla chips and queso and plenty of bottles of Bud Lite. I was dressed in jeans and wearing my favorite team jersey with my auburn hair up in a loose pony. I was all set to sit side by side with the guys and play armchair quarterback. Andrew came to me in the kitchen where I was working and said, very matter-of-factly: “Take off your jeans.” “Honey, we don’t have time to play now—the guys will be here any minute!” He said again, this time a little more sternly: “Take off your jeans.” The look in his eye told me not to disobey. I stepped out of my Levis and folded them over my arm. “Your panties too.” That made my heart beat a little faster. I slipped out of them. The bottom of the jersey covered my ample ass just enough to let my cheeks hang out a bit. “Take your hair down, too. And go into the bathroom and put on your make-up. I want my friends to be so jealous of me having a hot wife.” “Andrew, what is going on?” “Today, you are going to serve us—get us food, drink, whatever we want. WHATEVER we want. I want you to be your sexy, friendly self.” I trembled with excitement as I felt my pussy moistening. I had a feeling I would be serving more than wings and beer. The guys arrived on schedule. Andrew greeted them at the door and showed them the way to the family room where I waited to serve drinks. “Guys, you remember my girl Jasmine….” They all paused for a moment, realizing I was a bit underdressed, then greeted me with polite hellos. “Hi guys, welcome. Want a beer?” I said cheerily as I walked around the room with a tray loaded with glasses and beer bottles. I bent over slightly to give Matt a bottle and glass and a great shot of my ample tits, and could feel the eyes of James and Pete looking at my exposed ass and pussy. “Jas has made some awesome food, so feel free to ask her to get you anything you want. She is our servant girl today. And she is to do as she is told by any and all of us.” The room was silent for a moment. It was apparent by the looks on their faces that they were not expecting anything like this today! The conversation was diverted back to football by Andrew. They began discussing statistics and predictions of the game’s outcome while I fixed plates for everyone. I made sure to lock eyes with every man, even for only a moment, just to let them know I was willing to do whatever was asked. At the end of the first quarter, Andrew called me from the kitchen. “Jas, I think you need to show our guests your favorite thing to do. Kneel in front of James and take out his cock.” James looked at me with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. I knelt before him and unbuckled the belt on his jeans. I could see his bulge, and took that as a sign to keep going. I reached down into his boxer-briefs and pulled out his hard cock. I began to slowly lick the tip, then place my mouth over it, all the while looking into his eyes. I closed my eyes and began devouring that hardness. I felt James’ breathing speed up as he lightly grunted. My mouth and tongue danced all over his dick until I felt both his hands grab the back of my head and shove it downward as he shot stream after stream of hot cum into my throat. When I came up for air, the other two men were more than ready for their turn at me. I looked at Andrew, who seemed very pleased with my performance so far. He encouraged me to stand between Matt and Pete and allow them to fondle me. Matt reached for my breasts while Pete lifted the hem of my jersey over my head to reveal my naked body. Hands, fingers, and lips all found their way around every curve. Pete fingered my wet, dripping cunt, causing my unique aroma to fill the air. Matt had already pulled his pants down and pushed my mouth toward his aching member. It wasn’t long until Pete replaced his fingers with his own thickness. This was wild!! I felt so slutty, so used…..and I loved it. Andrew placed me on my back on the edge of the sofa in such a position that I could have a dick in each hole and one in each hand—HEAVEN!! By the end of the second half of the game, lots of cum ran down my thighs. After the guests left, Andrew told me how much it pleased and excited him to see me with his buddies. I have no clue who won the game that day—but then again, I didn’t care!! ?

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