Fantasy Football

"Then we aren't done yet," Steve said, turning his attention back to Jen's tits.

Cliff looked up at Suzy from between her still open legs. He smiled with a wide smile, promising what they both knew what was about to happen. Her body shook as his tongue reengaged her clit. Within seconds her body began to buck with an intensity she had never known. She was helpless to his seduction of her pussy. He was taking her to nirvana and she was powerless to come back. Suzy screamed as the orgasm jolted her body with wave after wave of release. His large strong hands held her bucking ass in place as his tongue continued its work on her drenched love box. "Don't stop, don't stop," she begged, demonstrating to the other women what might be ahead for them.

The commercial break ended. Suzy lay like a rag doll in the middle of the room, drenched with sweat and her own love juices. Her head spun in ecstasy. Ally watched, impressed by what she saw Cliff do to her friend with his tongue. She couldn't help but wonder what his monster dick was capable of.

The next drive, the Steelers pushed their way down the field, helped by two major Bronco defensive personal penalties, giving up 30 yards. With 25 seconds left in the third quarter, the Steelers scored a touchdown.

"Yes!" Jen said, pumping her fist. "That's what I am talking about. 20 to 14. Gentlemen, I think..."

Brock interrupted Jen's enthusiasm, "Wait! They're calling it back after review! It's not a touchdown!"

"Yes!" the men in the room shouted victoriously.

"No!" Jen says falling back into her seat on the couch. "Damn it," she said frustrated.

"It's OK," Ally comforted. "The Steelers still have the ball."

The quarter ended with the score remaining, 14 to 13, Broncos.

4th QUARTER

"It all comes down to this," Steve said.

"Close game," Lou added. "Whoever is going to take this, needs to move fast."

At his words, Pittsburgh finished their drive, scoring a touchdown.

"That's not what I meant," Lou said.

"Wait!" Ally said, "they're going for two, to attempt a seven point lead."

"Come on Steelers, get this."

The Broncos defense prevented the two-point conversion, keeping the Steelers gain to only six, for a score of 19 to 14.

"Rejected," Cliff said.

"There it is," Ally said. "Let me remind you that commercial breaks mean nothing here gentlemen. Seven or eight minutes would have been nice, but six is all we will need. We'll start the clock when we have all of you positioned."

"I want Steve and Rudy standing over here by me," Suzy said boldly with a plan.

"You heard the lady," Ally instructed. Rudy and Steve stood together in front of a reenergized Suzy. She wasted no time taking Rudy's large dick in her mouth and while stroking Steve's in preparation.

"Wait," Steve said, "the clock hasn't started.

Suzy pulled Rudy's dick out just long enough to say, "She said she'll start it when all of you are in position. I never said I would start when all of you are in position." She swallowed Steve's dick in response to his objection.

"I made a promise I intend to keep right now," Ally announced. "Cliff is mine. We will alternate on Brock in the middle and you get Lou all to yourself Jen." The three men lined up. Ally pulled her iPhone out and set the clock. Jen didn't wait, glad for a head start on Lou. Lou's knees buckled again at the force of Jen's attention. Ally stretched her long fingers around Cliff's long hard shaft to stroke it as she went down on Brock.

"Damn," Brock said, "she's serious."

Like a baton in a relay race, Ally handed Brock's dick to Jen as she took the length of Cliff's rod down her throat. One minute led to two, to three and to four. Loud moans began to fill the room from the women working the men for all they were worth. After five minutes, the men were dizzy in submission. As if masterfully synchronized by the three skilled ladies, all five men began convulsing past the point of no return. The ladies moved toward their certain victory with vigilant determination. Ally dropped her head to take the length of Cliff's massive black member down her throat. Cliff threw his head back, and the rapturous orgasm quaked his body. His hips rocked as wave after long wave of thick cream traveled the length of his shaft before being shot down her waiting throat. Deeper and deeper, Ally took him in, swallowing the massive amounts of cum.

Jen began to move her attention from Lou to Brock when both shot their loads at the same time. A thick wall of white cum from two directions painted her dark face, before she was able to take Brock's member in her mouth, to drink in the hose of sweet cream. She masterfully continued to stroke Lou's throbbing dick aimed toward her as it continued to coat her face, neck and chest. She felt his thick warm sauce drip down her chest and fill her large cleavage as she drank in Brock's juices.

Suzy anticipated the fast approaching finish line of the two men in her hands. In one swift move she took both dicks into her mouth together while reaching around to take hold of their ass. With all her strength, she pulled their bodies against her face, forcing both dicks deeper into her mouth just as both men released the first load of passion down her throat. She continued to ram their bodies against her face as her lip, tongue and mouth skillfully drained each man to satisfy her ravishing appetite. Her mouth could barely contain the volume of two well-primed dicks unloading into her simultaneously. Their warm juices mixed for a specialty cocktail. When she was sure there was nothing left, she pushed the two men back on the couch behind them as she licked the cum dripping down her chin. "Damn, that's good," she said. "Sucking two at a time takes practice." Rudy's still half-firm dick dripped residual cum. Suzy dove to re-engage his lap. "I want every drop," she said playfully, taking Steve's dick again in her hand. "And I'm ready for more."

At the end of the six minutes, the sexually charged competitors all took their places back on the couches, refilled their beers and watched as the game and their destinies continued to unfold. The Broncos answered the Steeler's touchdown with another fast drive, to score a touchdown. The six points regained the lead for the Broncos, 20 to 19 with 9:23 left in the game. An extra point would give a two-point lead, beatable with a field goal. The Broncos lined up to attempt a two-point conversion to extend the lead by three. If successful, another Steeler field goal would tie the game at best.

"No way is this going to happen," Jen tried to convince herself as the Broncos lined up for the conversion attempt. She knew the Broncos touchdown would cost her last remnant of clothing. She and Ally would both be stripped of the final small piece of fabric that protected their bodies from the lustful ambitions of these five men. If the Steeler defense can keep Denver from scoring on the conversion, the small piece of fabric is all they would get. But, like Ally said in the beginning, if they scored, the two-point conversion would be a game changer. Her thong would be the least of what she would have to give up. "Our defense won't let them through," she said out loud, as reassuringly as she could muster.

The ball was snapped. "Come on! Come on! Get it! Get it!" the men yelled.

"Stop 'em! Stop 'em!" The women yelled back.

The suspense was broken with the men's cheers at the successful catch in the end zone.

"Damn it!" Jen said, "how did this happen?" She looked over to Ally. The early game assurances of "we got this," just evaporated to "they've got us."

"A lot of football left," Ally answered. "It's not over."

"It's what's about to begin that worries me," Jen confessed.

"This is nothing compared to last year's 35 to 7 season opening loss to Baltimore," Ally offered as consolation. "We were stripped early and taken often by a room full of Baltimore men who remained fully clothed throughout the game," she reminisced. "That was, of course, until the post-game party, when they owned us in every way for the rest of the night."

Jen found little consolation in Ally's trip down memory lane.

"Ladies, it appears our time has come, and so will you," Brock announced taking charge of the room, gloating after the Broncos regain of the lead. "We need Ally and Jen up front here for the unveiling."

Ally and Jen stood next to each other in front of the television. Jen reached for Ally's hand for support.

"That's nice," Brock said, "but as I recall, our hands were clasped behind our heads when we were relieved of our clothing."

Jen looked at Ally as Ally let go over her hand and dutifully clasped her fingers behind her head. Jen followed Ally's lead. Her tits rose as she assumed the position. Cold chills covered her body. Her nipples tightened firm and erect in nervous arousal.

"That's better," Brock continued to gloat. "Once your thongs are removed, we'll let Suzy start the two-minute clock and watch the five of us enjoy you two. After we're done with you, you can start the clock, as all five of us enjoy the full eight minutes with Suzy, or Suzy enjoying us."

"Bring it," Ally said. "I know Suzy will especially like having the eight minutes with the five of you all to herself."

Suzy felt spent but ready. This wasn't her first time playing fantasy football. She knew the stakes, and played because of them. In all honesty, she couldn't argue or protest Ally's tease, not that it would change what was about to happen. Suzy smiled in resignation and curiosity for what eight minutes with the undivided attention of the five men would be like. Somehow she knew she would feel it in the morning.

Brock knelt down in front of Jen. He could smell her drenched thong. "Men, I'm wondering if the five of us might be able to remove these two thongs using only our mouths." Chills rippled down Jen's spine. Brock leaned over to gently kiss Jen's stomach and leg on each side of the small piece of string holding her thong on.

"I'm sure you boys can," Ally answered seductively with her hands still raised behind her head. "You'll just grab the waistband with your teeth and pull them down. Any one can do that. I just wonder if you are men enough to remove them without touching the string around our waist." The challenge meant their mouths would be limited to the small piece of fabric covering their love box and material between their ass cheeks.

"Oh, god," Jen said. Her thong was already drenched from the anticipation. "What are you doing?" she asked Ally.

Ally was ready for the men to give her attention exactly where they would need to be to remove her thong. The only way to play fantasy football was to be all in, whether giving or receiving. She relished watching Jen be initiated into her game. Whatever the final score, the fantasy in the football would take Jen to a new level. Ally hoped Jen would come back for future games like Suzy. Her gorgeous body would be a welcome addition to the weekly competitions.

"Sounds like Jen likes the idea," Brock smiled.

Steve and Cliff joined Brock, taking their places to surround Jen. Rudy and Lou knelt on each side of Ally. Both women knew the five mouths were there for more than their thongs.

"Let yourself go Jen," Ally coached. "Enjoy the fantasy."

Jen surrendered. She dropped her head back and closed her eyes as she felt Brock's mouth engulf her love box separated only by her soaking wet thong. His tongue moved back and forth as it pushed against her clit through the thin fabric. He sucked the fabric into his mouth as his tongue continued its massage. Cliff moved around to her back and ran his tongue down the small line of fabric between the cheeks of her ass. He flicked his tongue and caught the fabric on his tongue before moving it between his teeth. With Brock's grasp of the fabric from below, and Cliff's hold of it from her ass, the bright white thong began its descent down her long black legs. Brock used his fingers to continue the clit massage. Cliff kneaded her ass with his large hand. Seeing the other men's progress well in mouth, Steve seized the opportunity to engulf her tits with his hands and mouth.

Ally separated her legs enough for Rudy to move his head between them from behind. He raised his mouth to begin licking her pussy through the fabric of her dark thong, and then maneuvered his tongue beneath it for direct contact. Ally moaned as his tongue pushed its way into her. Her response encouraged his attention. He buried his face into her to give his tongue full access to her love box. She moaned more, gently rocking her hips in concert with his tongue's direction. Lou directed his attention to Ally's large round tits smoothly swinging from her hips' movements. He alternated taking each into his mouth, nibbling lightly on her dark erect nipples. "Harder," she said to both men. They both obliged. Ally moaned louder.

"Start the clock," Jen reminded Suzy, as the three strong men laid her naked body down to better access to the wonders of her beautiful ebony physique.

Suzy smiled at what was happening to her two colleagues. Rudy and Lou were working their oral magic on Ally without her thong being removed yet. "I can't start the clock until they remove Ally's thong," Suzy answered. "And it doesn't appear that will need to happen any time soon," Suzy added deviously. Her words informed Jen that just like in football, game time after a two-minute warning would take much longer than two minutes to play out. Her words also encouraged the men to take their time as she watched her teammates at the mercy of these five men, just as they stood by and watched her earlier.

The three men gathered around Jen like football players invited to an all-you-can-eat buffet after a hard-fought game. Her body lay before them like a gourmet meal. Jen would serve them, or better, they would serve themselves until two minutes after Ally's last piece of clothing was removed. The way this was going, this smorgasbord might be open all night. Suzy smiled as Jen's moans joined Ally's, filling the room with a duet of live dinner music.

Suzy dutifully started the clock 10 minutes later after she watched both of her friends seizure in erotic orgasmic bliss, before Ally was ceremoniously stripped of the last piece of clothing on anyone in the room. Ally and Jen had only been the appetizers. The five men looked to Suzy, not only because she announced the end of the two minutes, but also because she was about to become the main course for the next eight minutes.

"Don't you think it will work best for the five of you, if you take Suzy to my king bed in the bedroom?" Ally asked with a sly tone as playful payback.

Suzy liked the idea. She secretly hoped the five men would bathe her in their cum while bringing her to ground shaking orgasm(s) over the next eight minutes. She felt more insatiable and slutty than she ever had. Maybe it was freedom being in a city where no one knew her. "Follow me boys," she said accepting the invitation and determined to make her fantasy come true.

"I'll start the clock," Jen announced loudly, "when I feel like it," she finished with a whisper to Ally.

"Now you're getting the feel for this," Ally said deviously, slapping her on the ass.

Suzy positioned her petite body in the center of the oversized king bed as the five men entered the room. "Ho, ho, ho, ho" the men grunted in low voices. They each moved to take their positions on the bed around her. She looked up at the five bodies surrounding her, five erect dicks readied and ten large hands already moving across her body. "I'm just wondering boys how many times you can take me in eight minutes while soaking me in the cum bath of my life?"

"There's a challenge we are up for," Cliff answered confidently. The other men smiled in agreement.

"We have eight minutes," Suzy announced as if the clock was starting.

"Or more," Jen whispered again under her breath. "Ready, set, go" she announced loudly. Jen closed the stopwatch app without starting the clock and put the iPhone down on the counter. She leisurely took the opportunity to refill her glass from the keg. The five men immediately lowered themselves onto Suzy. "I'll let you know when time is up," Jen assured. "She's all yours until then."

Ally and Jen watched as every inch and crevice of Suzy began to be consumed by the five men. Suzy reciprocated by feverishly stroking and sucking their cocks. The men took turns rotating clockwise around her body. Cocks moved in and out of her mouth as she worked diligently to drain them. Her hands worked continuously to simultaneously pump two other dicks. At any given moment, the two men's dicks not being handled by Suzy's mouth and hands were being self-handled to ensure as much cum to cover her body as possible in the eight minutes. The men took turns serving Suzy's pussy orally to meet the second part of the challenge. As if an abstract work of art, white cum began to paint her face, tits, stomach and legs.

After almost twelve minutes, Jen picked up the iPhone and reopened the stopwatch app. "Six more minutes," she announced as she hit the start button for the first time." Suzy's body rocked with a second orgasm, helpless again to the finesse of Cliff's tongue. "You can do better than this," Jen challenged. Rudy drained his next contribution down her parched throat. Suzy gaged on what felt like a pint of his thick cream. She swallowed deeply as she pulled his member out in time for a line of his cum to pave a white path down the center of her body to her belly button.

After almost 20 minutes of non-stop action, Jen graciously called "time." The men stood up, spent and drained. They all refilled their glasses from the keg to begin their recovery. Suzy's cum-drenched body lay limp in the center of the bed.

"Come on," Ally said to Jen. "I see an opportunity." Ally walked over to the bottom of one of Suzy's legs and began to lick the warm cum from her skin. Jen followed her example on the other side. The men watched as the two women lapped the layer of cum from Suzy's body like kittens drinking milk from a saucer. The men felt themselves begin to harden again at the sight of the two women licking Suzy's tits clean from the thick coating of cream. When they finished, they both stood, licking the white cum from their upper-lip.

"These girls would do wonders for the 'got milk," commercials," Lou said.

"Damn," Steve said. "They'd make me ignore my lactose intolerance."

Ally, Jen and the five men re-gathered in front of the television, no longer interested as much for the success of their teams on the field, as much as for what their accomplishments meant for them in the room. The women were confident it was their Steeler's turn to score. They were ready for a touchdown, but even a field goal would tie the game, keep their team in the game and put the ladies back in charge of the room. Suzy was slow in getting back to the room, and rejoined her teammates just in time to watch the Broncos get the ball from the Steelers on downs.

"What is going on with our Steelers?" Suzy asked.

"I bet the Denver altitude this early in the season has something to do with it," Ally answered. "We'll get it back. Our defense is wearing them out."

The Broncos pushed down the field toward the end zone.

"Come on!" Jen yelled acting convinced they would be able to hear her through the television screen. Somehow if they heard her voice and knew what was at stake for her, they would try a little harder.

The Steelers stopped the Broncos' third-down conversion attempt.

"THANK you!" Jen yelled again, grateful for their effort. Maybe they did hear her.

The Broncos kicking team returned to the field. There was the snap, the hold, and field goal.

"Yes!" Rudy yelled. "That a boy!"

The Broncos furthered their lead by three, 25 to 19.