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Well, I guess it all started our first year of marriage. My husband Roy was working and making a very good living for us.
We were married for less than a year; However, we have been together for almost three. Living together, happily I might add. We lived in Pueblo West, Colorado, in a small two bedroom apartment. It was overpriced and not really nice at all. I should share that this was the year 1987.
Why would I be telling a story from 1987? Well, a lot of things happened that year. Me losing a bet and being chained by four men was one of them I thought you might want to hear about.
It started on a Sunday. My husband Roy always has two televisions on so he can be watching two games at the same time. I couldn’t get any attention from my husband when the games were on. I had become frustrated, so I got undressed, put on a sheer black nightgown, stockings, a little makeup and walked in the room and sat down on one of the televisions.
“Anna," he screamed, "move, move now,” literally coming out of his skin. He told me later I interrupted a fourth-quarter comeback. Woopee.
I got up, went to my room and changed back to what I had on. Then I came back to the room, sat as far from my husband as I could get and asked, “Who is playing?”
“Broncos versus the Raiders.” He answered.
I asked, “Who are you rooting for?”
He laughed and said, “Denver Broncos of course!”
I quickly said, in as loud of a cheering a voice as I could, “Go Raiders.”
Well anyone who follows football with history knows what happened to Denver that year. So, I am not going to bore you with the details of the season. I just wanted you to know how this started.
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The real story started a few months later. I was still the defiant bitch at every game. And at the AFC Playoff game I brought it with me again. I mean, Denver can’t win them all. Can they?
Roy had a party and only three men showed up mainly because they knew I would be blusterous about the Browns this game. So there were three men besides my husband there. We are changing the names to protect the guilty, because no one is innocent here. But we are still changing the names; Keven, Tom, and let us not forget our Mexican friend, Robert.
My big mouth that would not stop and was about to run out all of our guests, even before the game ever started. I knew my man disserved his thing, even if I didn’t like it. I came up with a plan to keep anyone from leaving.
I went into the room and put on my sexiest dress. Blue, short and low-cut, just a little perfume and makeup to accent the face, and of course, what sexy dress would be complete without stockings, black? Oh, I can’t wear fuck-me pumps, but I had some short heels.
No one wanted to leave after I changed, despite the defiant bitch I was trying to be. The look of unparalleled lust that my husband gave me made me glad I did.
He is a very sexy man at six-foot one-inch and 200 pounds. He works out consistently and rides a bicycle to work every day - even in the snow, some days.
He was and still is the best lover I have ever had. I have been with a lot more men than most girls my age... well most girls twice my age. Okay, I was a slut when I met Roy. However, I have been completely faithful to him till this day.
For some strange reason he liked hearing about all my lovers before him. I have no idea why he gets off on it, but boy does he ever.
He is the only man or person besides me that knows the number of lovers I have had. I am not even going to tell you here. I have until this day been completely faithful to this man for almost three years now. If you ever saw him you would ask why would any girl cheat on him? But with the look of pure animal lust and want for me when he saw me all decked out for the other men here, I wanted him more now than ever before.
Kickoff came and we brought out the beer, however I went straight to the hard stuff; Rum and coke with a tequila chaser. I took the bottle around and offered others drinks, but they mostly declined. Half-time we had hot dogs and chili, then set back down to finish the game.
I stayed with the game well, and in the fourth quarter when Cleveland took a seven-point lead I became a bitch again and started calling all the Bronco fans bad names. I was flat out rude.
Finally, Robert got sick of me and pulled out his wallet and a one-hundred-dollar bill. “Why don’t you put your money where your mouth is.”
I said, "I can’t cover that bet."
But Tom added, “Sure, you can. You have something worth a hundred bucks down there.” He said this while looking down my dress.
I looked toward my husband Roy at the same moment the television announcer was telling us how Denver was just pinned inside the five-yard line on the two and seven points down.
I would have never done it otherwise but there was no way anyone could go 98 yards to tie the game in the few minutes that were left of the game. So, I shouted. “Hell, yeah I take that bet. I get the money if I win. You can have me if I lose.”
All three men handed my husband their hundreds for safe keeping. He put it with his own hundred-dollar bill, and then he stuffed the bills in his front pocket of his shirt. He watched me closely with both concern and want the entire time.
I just knew this game was over. But I didn’t know John Elway. When Mark Jackson caught the game tying touchdown in the last seconds of the game my pussy started to twitch. I almost came in my panties as I looked around and saw all four men glaring at me like a piece of meat.
‘Oh shit!’ I felt excited and daring, but concerned and afraid too. My pussy was drenching my panties and I started to get worried that Roy would not be okay with this.
I went to my husband and sat. He put his arms caringly around me and whispered, “Are you alright?”
“No,” I answered with a little too much information. But then he said something that made me fall in love with him all over again.
“Anna. I will cover your bet. So, don’t worry. As much as I would love for it to happen. I won’t let them take you and especially against your will.”
My husband is a cuckold. I always knew that but. I had never cuckolded him, ever, nor did I have a desire to do it either. I hugged him tight and felt that he deserves this. Not to mention it was my idea not his and my pussy was gushing wetness as we spoke. ‘Yea I can do this.’
Well, maybe. I put my mouth to his ear and whispered, “I don’t want them all at one time. I can take one at a time in our spare room.”
Roy hugged me tighter than normal for a long time. Kissed me deep too. Then he started watching the game just in time to see the game winning field-goal. All three of the men jumped up with their arms in the air at the same time.
My head went down. Now you can call me a lot of things, but a welcher or a sore loser isn’t one of them. I stood up. Roy stood with me. He then announced the rules; one at a time in the spare bedroom, ten minute time limit each, fairly simple and easy. I turned and went to the room.
“Wait, I want to see you get undressed,” Robert requested.
“Yeah strip for all of us out here were we all can watch,” Tom continued.
Roy came around me and put his hand on me. He smoothed the sides of my dress and moved his hands up and down my body. I posed myself in sexy slutty provocative poses as Roy took the zipper in his mouth and lowered his head, unzipping my dress with his teeth.
The men cheered as I took my hands and moved them up and down my body.
Roy went to my ass with his face unzipping my dress. As he stood he put his hands inside my tight-fitting dress and moved them provocatively up and down my figure. I could hear moans form the men as they watched Roy cup my breasts inside my dress. He moved his hands over the front of my breasts where everyone in the room could see his hands fondling my tits.
The dress started to come off my shoulders and down my sides as Roy kept his hands over the top of my tits hiding them from my audience. I had no bra, bringing more gazes from my audience as they stared at my barely covered DD’s. I turned beet red with embarrassment as I watched their faces, but Roy kept going and finally after teasing the men for a while now he slid his hands off my tits and began to kiss the back of my neck.
My pussy was dripping then. I knew what I had to do and now I was horny as hell and somewhat looking forward to it.
I knew that I had my husband’s undeniable consent to fuck all three of the men staring at my naked breasts right then. This was the first time I had ever taken four men in a day. My dress pooled at my feet, revealing my panty covered crotch. Roy took my dark panties and slid them down my legs. I lifted my feet as he slid them off over my shoes.
Roy then slid his hands up my body provocatively as he stood up, and then whispered in my ear, “Okay, are you okay with this? Because you can stop it at any time.”
I turned to my husband and told him, "I need a shot. Have whoever is first bring it to me, please.” Then I turned and went to the spare room.
I walked in and as soon as I was out of sight all my adrenaline burst out and I nearly collapsed. I waited on the spare bed and tried to get my breath as I listened to the arguments of who goes first.
“Keven get my wife another shot of tequila please,” I heard my husband ask and knew it wasn’t a request. Though he was allowing this to happen, I knew he was still in charge, I believe he could have stopped it at any time. Sometimes I wondered why he didn’t.
I pulled off my stockings and continued to listen to the ensuing argument of who goes first. The only thing I really cared about was who went last. I really needed my husband to be the last man to take me.
I found out later that they pulled a deck of cards and after a shuffle and cut, everyone drew a card and high card got to fuck me first.
As it turned out Tom was first, and came in with my drink and a shot. I took the shot and sipped on the drink as I watched Tom undress. He was the most respectful of all the men short of my husband.
Tom asked, “Are you sure about this, Anna? I sort of feel funny.”
“A bet is a bet and if I would have won, I certainly would have spent your hundred without feeling a bit funny,” I said, with finality to my voice. “Now come on up here and fuck me good. I always liked you and wondered if you were good in bed. Guess I am about to find out.”
He came to me and kissed me. I really didn’t want to make out with anyone but my husband. I kissed him, but closed-mouth. He began to fondle my breasts a lot. He spent some time playing with my breasts then I noticed he had a bigger dick than I expected. Not as big as my husband but at least seven inches with a good one-and-a-half-inch girth. He finally took me missionary.
I felt his seven inches enter me and it felt really good having something in me. I had been hornier than hell ever since I started this bet. He did pretty good fucking me with slow but powerful thrusts. I knew he had a girlfriend or two in the last few years we had known him. They never stayed with him though. I now knew it certainly wasn’t his skills in bed that made them leave him.
He continued to take me missionary style. I had to admit he felt really good between my legs. He couldn’t keep his hands or his mouth off my boobs. He seemed to love the size of them as he kneaded them with his fingers. He sucked my nipples too, making me cum hard.
I couldn’t believe a strange man, not my husband, made me cum. He suddenly looked surprised as he tensed up and said where you want me to put it.
“In me, Tom, cum in me!” I wheezed. Tom was five-foot-eight, 250-plus pounds and had almost all his weight on me.
I felt his cock begin to pulsate and his breath caught. He moaned his orgasm, making me cum again just hearing his pleasure. I felt a warm cum release in my pussy. He exploded quickly then he laid with almost all his weight on me.
I pushed him off me and took a breath, then I rose and kissed him on the mouth and asked, “Please, if you would, ask whoever is next to bring me another shot.”
Without much of a delay he rose with some embracement and smiled. Then he said thank you so much. As he was getting dressed, he told me that I was magnificent and Roy was the luckiest man he knew, but then he left.
It only took a few seconds before Keven walked in holding my shot. I reached for it and took it.
Little did I know that I needed that shot and two more for this man. He stripped as I sipped on my drink, mumbling to me how much he had wanted to do this since he first saw me. How perfect a woman I am and how if I ever left Roy, he was there. I nearly choked when I saw his cock. Can you even call something three inches long a cock? I guess more like his wee... and I had to fuck this? Holy shit!
Oh shit. A bet is a bet. He crawled up to my face and told me to make it hard. I managed to suck it till it was stiff and then he mounted me in the sizer position. I almost felt something near my pussy as he pumped... no, more like ground into me. I kept my comments to myself so that I wouldn't delay him cumming and getting the fuck away from me.
He was built like a very strong bull. He was toned and muscular as hell. He was a good friend of Roy’s, but I had no idea he didn’t have a cock. I almost felt sorry for him; no wonder he couldn’t keep a girlfriend. It seemed to take him a long time to cum, but after about ten minutes, he did.
How I know it was ten minutes was because Roy tapped on the door and announced time about fifteen seconds before he came. I wouldn’t have minded if I shorted him, but I kept that to myself as well.
Keven dressed with a big smile and told me I was the greatest lay he had ever had. I tried to smile at him, but really? I hoped he didn’t ever want more.
Robert brought me another shot and believe me, I was feeling it. I yelled for another drink. Roy brought it in while Robert was undressing.
Roy kissed me good, wet and long. Then he whispered, “How are you doing baby doll?”
I smiled because I loved it when Roy called me that, then I answered, “Tom was great, but did you know Keven had a dick the size of my pinky finger?”
His eyes showed his surprise. “Oh, shit no, I didn’t. Shit that had to have really sucked.“
“I had to suck it hard too,” I complained.
“Anna! You can stop any time you want, baby,” Roy proclaimed then continued, “however, I have been listening to your pleasure outside the door and..." He took my hand and moved it to his hard cock. I think it grew another inch. He has never been this hard. "You can stop anytime you want but I have to take you when you are done. A cold shower won’t work. I have to have you, baby.”
I looked at Robert. My turn to gulp with surprise. Seems our Mexican friend had a little surprise of his own. He stood there with an eight-inch erection and had to have a girth of at least two inches if not three. It was standing straight up for me too.
I patted Roy’s chest and said, "I will be fine here, honey. Oh, by the way, lose the stop watch." He looked at me. I said, “No time limit here, okay?”
He smiled at me, his look giving me my answer. All I saw was Robert and that massive tool he had ready to use on me. Boy was I looking forward to this.
He didn’t need me to get him hard but I put him on the bed and started sucking him anyway, slowly and methodically enjoying every inch of him. I have a small mouth and it was hard to fit him in it. But I did.
I heard him moan his pleasure. It was only after my mouth got too sore to suck him that I withdrew from him and started to stroke him with my hand. I held him down and began to mount him but he stopped me. He moved me off him and put me on my hands and knees. Then he got behind me.
I felt his massive cock pushing into me. My pussy has never been opened that much since my second lover several years ago. My second was so huge, he actually hurt me.
Robert’s cock stretched my pussy wide, then he began to thrust into me hard. I burst into orgasm unexpectedly, one then another; there have been only a few times I have cum this hard and only with my husband, but never while I was this filled.
He rocked back and I met his hard thrust with everything I had, cumming almost every thrust. I began to moan and cry my pleasure. Then he couldn’t seem to take it anymore; I felt his cock begin to pulsate and fill my pussy with warm, hot cum. I howled my pleasure as he continued to fill me.
He collapsed beside me, breathing into my face and nearing my mouth. He kissed me and said, "You are the best I have ever had. I can’t wait till the Super Bowl.
I laughed and said, “Only if Keven isn’t invited.”
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I did not notice Roy had come in the room and witnessed the winding down of the consummation. He stood in quiet reflection as he watched us kiss, whisper and hold each other for the time I needed to calm down.
I was about to get up when I caught Roy’s gaze on me. I then remembered there would be one more. One more very important man I had to take care of. After Robert's fuck, I really was fully satisfied. But my man had to have his, even if I didn’t want to. I was not going to disappoint him. He had in his hands a shot and another drink for me.
I tapped Robert and told him, "Time to go, but you were the best; thank you.
He rose without complaint, shook Roy’s hand, and told him he was one lucky hombre on his way out the door.
Roy brought me the drinks, sat beside me and kissed me. I took the shot and he kissed me again. I took a sip of the drink and he kissed me again. I looked at him and asked him this time, “Are you okay, baby? You just heard three men fucking your wife. Are you alright?”
He took my hand and brought it to his crotch again. I have been with this man for over three years and never felt him this hard. He pulled down his pants and I watched it spring out like a slingshot. I put my hand around it and though it wasn’t as thick as Robert’s cock it was longer. and definitely harder.
He came to my mouth and whispered into it. “Are you okay to take me after all that?”
I spoke back the same way into his mouth. “All I want is you, baby. Please make love to me.”
My husband is still the best lover I have ever had. Though Roberts’s big dick orgasms were memorable, they weren’t near what my husband gave me not only that night but every day for the next two weeks.
By the way, we had the same bet at the Super Bowl. I bet against Denver and won. Thank God Keven was not there, but I got four hundred bucks to blow at the casino. And my cuckold husband came with me.
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