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Half Time

Half Time
By Steven Pardoe

Christina made the turn onto her street, and pulled her Acura into
the cobblestone driveway. Putting the car in park, she noticed
Larry's truck parked on the street in front of her house. It was
Sunday, and she remembered Doug, her husband, had invited him over to
watch football. Christina didn't mind, since she liked Larry, and had
a small crush on him. She opened the trunk and unloaded her shopping
bags from a day at the mall. She walked up the front steps, and
pushed the door open with the toe of her high heeled boot, entering
the living room. "Hey guys" she greeted as she passed in front of the
coffee table, temporarily blocking their view of the game. "What did
ya get?" Doug asked. "Check out the Fredericks of Hollywood bags"
Larry added. Christina smiled as she kept walking towards their
bedroom.

Laying the lingerie laden bags on the bed, her mind began to drift
towards a conversation her and her husband had awhile back. They were
playing a little game called "Who would you Fuck." During the game,
Christiana mentioned how hot she thought Larry was. He was, after
all, tall and very athletic, and most appealing was the fact that he
was black. Besides his physical attributes, he was the life of the
party; charming with a great sense of humor. Doug knew he made
Christina hot; and that actually excited him.
Christina snapped out of her little daydream by the sound of
Doug's voice. He was calling from the other room and said "Hey baby,
can you make some of your famous wings?" Then Larry chimed in with
"Maybe you can model some of that stuff in the Frederick's bag too!"
Both men laughed and continued watching their game. Christina made
her way into the kitchen, and proceeded to cover a few baking sheets
with her famous buffalo wings that were marinating overnight in her
homemade sauce. Opening the oven door with a potholder, she grabbed a
tray and slid it on an oven rack, followed by the other tray. Setting
the timer for an hour, she went back to the bedroom to unpack her
shopping bags.

Laying her new outfits on the bed, Christine started to become a
little flushed. She was seriously thinking of going out there in
lingerie and seeing the reaction of the guys. She did have a fishnet
body stocking in mind, perhaps with black "stripper shoes". The
outfit left little to the imagination, and she wondered if she really
went though with the dare, what would be the outcome. As she paced
back and forth, softly biting on her index finger, she heard the guys
yell again. "It's half time, we want a show!" With a stamp of her
bare foot on the carpeted floor, Christine picked up the body suit.
She stripped out of her jeans and t-shirt and stood naked for a
moment, admiring her reflection in the antique full length mirror,
positioned in the corner of the bedroom. "Not bad" she thought, as
she slowly turned in every direction, nodding with approval. Walking
back to the bed, she worked herself into the mesh lingerie, adjusting
it so it hugged every curve just the right way. Her nipples poked
through the fine fabric, and were clearly visible. She could even
feel the cool breeze of the open window wisp across them, and that
made them hard. Sitting on the bed, Christina slipped her feet into
the platform heels, and buckled the ankle straps securely. She paid
the mirror another visit, this time a sense of arousal welled up
within her. She made her way to the bedroom door, all the while
thinking, "OMG am I really doing this?" The thud of her high heels
could be heard on the carpet, growing louder as she reached the door.
Larry and Doug looked at each other; and smiled.

Christina grabbed the doorknob with her dainty, manicured hand,
the diamond wedding ring making a "clink" as she turned the brass
knob. Pushing open the door, she stepped out into full view of the
guys. "Who wants wings?" she chuckled, a noticeable nervous quiver in
her voice. She did a slow spin, lifting her arms like Vanna White,
and asked, "Well, how do I look?" Doug was heard to gasp "holy shit!"
followed by the "thud" as Larry dropped a full can of beer on the
floor. "Damn" Larry exclaimed, as he quickly picked up the foaming
can, suds flowing everywhere. As the boys tried to compose
themselves, Christina walked and stood in front of them, blocking the
view of the big screen TV. Doug and Larry where taking her all in,
from top to bottom. Christina had shoulder length blonde hair and
green eyes that sparkled like polished jade. She wasn't very tall,
maybe around five foot two. The shoes gave her some nice height, and
elongated her full figure. Her husband, perhaps sensing what may be
happening, asked her to come over so they could get a closer look.
Christina smiled, and slowly made the trip around the coffee table,
making her way between the two men, standing directly in front of
them.

Doug ran his hand over his wife's perfectly round ass, and felt
the material of the lingerie. "Check this out Larry" Doug said.
"Really, seriously?" Larry asked in a sense of shock. "Yeah, it's
cool" Doug returned. "Right baby?" he asked his wife. "Certainly" she
affirmed. Larry took his large hand, and slowly ran it up Christina's
leg, barley touching the fabric. If you listened closely, you would
have heard a ghost-like "Mmmm" escape her lips. The fun game that she
and Doug had played was now becoming a reality; and she was entering
a state of heightened arousal. Larry became a bit more daring, and
started to approach the bottom of her boobs. Doug wanted a better
view, so he asked Christina to have a seat on the couch. She sat down
between the two men and smiled. Not knowing where to put her hands,
she thought one on each guys thigh would be a good a place as any.
Nobody complained.

Doug and Larry where also becoming aroused now and that was
evident by the strain of the hard cocks against their pants. Larry
was wearing cargo shorts, and his member ran down his leg so far,
that the head almost peaked out of the leg opening. Doug was no
slouch in the size department either; part of the reason Christina
fell for him.

The guys had their hands in front of her now and where exploring
every inch of her. Doug was covering the lower half by rubbing her
legs and Larry had her boobs in his hands, massaging the pebble-like
nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Christine leaned over and
kissed her husband, tongues dancing I plain view. Doug put his lips
to her ear and whispered, "Do whatever you like. I love you." With
that, Christina turned her head to Larry and pressed her pouty lips
against his. This was the first man other than Doug she had kissed
since they were married 7 years ago. The fullness of Larry's lips was
something new to her, and she found the experience very enjoyable. As
their lips parted and their tongues explored each other, she found
her hands wander down toward the guys cocks. Rubbing them through the
material of their pants, feeling their hardness and size, she began
to imagine what having two men at the same time would be like. Her
stomach was a blender of butterflies, as this fantasy was quickly
becoming reality. On a bold move on her part, she stood up and
declared "clothes off!" No one wasted a moment, and in a few blinks
of the eye, all three were standing there naked, clothes strewn
everywhere. Christine admired the bodies of the guys, especially
Larry's. He was strong, built like a linebacker. His features were
chiseled which were complimented by his very caring eyes. Of the
utmost interest to Christine was the size and thickness of his cock.
"It had to be close to eleven inches" she thought, "and as thick as a
pipe." She rubbed against both men, and took their cocks in her
hands. Larry's eyes closed, tilting his head back, hard as a diamond
in Christina's supple hand. Doug also gasped a sigh of pleasure, this
being their first encounter in what might become the first of many
sexual adventures. The feeling of his wife's hand on his rigid cock,
coupled with seeing another man pleasured by her as well, was an
amazing new feeling for him. He referred to it later as pleasure
times ten. He loved seeing his wife so turned on, and with another
man too. She seemed fine with it as well, judging by the smile of a
Cheshire cat that lit across her face.

Both men began kissing Christinas body, exploring her with their
lips and tongues. She turned and sat back down on the couch, between
the two men. AS they got comfortable, she dr*ped a leg over each mans
thigh, exposing her pussy in a silent invitation for adventure. "So
far, this has been amazing" she thought. But now, she wanted more,
the light making her wet clit sparkle. Larry wasted no time
responding to her thoughts, as he placed a large, dark finger on her
sex button, pressing on it in small, tight circles. Christine arched,
and pressed back into the couch, this time a loud "ooohhh" projecting
from her lops. With both cocks still in her hands, she was stroking
them hard, like a cop firing off rounds from a pump shotgun. Turning
to Larry, she leaned over, positioned herself on her knees, and took
his cock in her mouth. Larry just yelled "Oh fuck yeah" as she did a
masterful job of taking as much of his cock in her mouth as she
could. What really got Larry going was the way she worked on the head
of his massive cock, flicking her warm, wet tongue on the soft flesh
around the underside of it. She also gently massaged his balls, which
was the added difference of a woman who loved cock. She knew just the
right spot behind the sack that sent those tingles up Larry's shaft
and through his stomach. While she continued working on Larry, Doug
positioned himself behind her, and slowly slid his manhood into her
dripping kitty from behind. He had never been in this state of
euphoria, being able to fuck his wife, while watching her suck a big,
black cock! "I could get used t this" he thought.

Christina was in heaven, having her husband pound her from behind
and having a brand new cock in front of her. This had been a fantasy
of hers for a long time, and the reality was far better than she
could ever imagine. The slapping of Doug's balls against her bare ass
made a curious accompaniment to the muffles noises she made with
Larry's cock stuffed in her mouth. Coming up for air, she turned to
look back at Doug and said "I wanna feel Larry inside me." Doug
smiled and slowly pulled out of his wife. Christina rose off her
knees and elbows, and stood between Larry's spread open legs. Facing
away from him, she reached back and grabbed his cock guideing it into
her, sitting down slowly on his lap. Christina shuddered, thinking
"how far in is thing gonna go?" Finally, her ass came to rest on
Larry's muscular thighs, his massive cock filling ever inch of her.
She began to ride, slowly at first, assisted by Larry's strong hands
guiding her by her ribcage. As she became a little looser, Larry
gently kneaded her breasts with one hand, and with the other, reached
down to tend to her clit. She too had a hand already down there,
leaning back against Larry's large frame; both of them explored her
engorged parts. Not to be left out Doug stood in front of his wife,
and she eagerly alternated between stroking and sucking her husband's
beautiful cock. Time seemed to stand still as the three of them never
imagined how this day would end.

Christina's first orgasm came without warning, as she was ready at
the moment she walked out of the bedroom. The ensuing orgasms
surprised her, as she never came more than once in a session. Perhaps
it was the multiple stimulation, but she found herself engulfed in a
rhythmic wave of pleasure, to the point where she had to stop. Fully
satisfied beyond what she could have ever imagined, she dismounted
from Larry and had both men sit on the couch. Getting on her knees
between them, she stroked their cocks with the precision of a set of
pistons. Both men moaned as they were nearing their payday. Christina
stroked, with a fever pitch, little beads of sweat made their way
down her forehead. Doug exploded first, spewing his warm load all
over his chest. Now that she had both hands on Larry's enormous tool,
going at it like she was shaking a large can of whipped cream. Cream
it was, because he erupted into a stream of hot cum, shooting onto
Christina's naked breasts and shoulder. Having gone this far, she
dipped the tip of her finger and put it to her lips, giving it a
taste. "Mmmm" she said, and smiled coyly.

Christina sat back on the couch and all three stared at the
football game, each reflecting on the afternoon's events. The
solitude of the moment was disrupted by the loud "ding" of the oven
timer. "Who wants wings?" Christina asked...

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