Football Buddy Ch. 06

Sandy's view

It had been a great two years. We all finally moved from the judgment zone of our previous house that was settled in suburbia, where people questioned everything we did. We had the police called us on a couple of times because someone thought our husband Matt was a pimp and were pimping us out to the neighborhood. Others thought he had mind-controlled all of us. The three of us had to get it through people's heads; all three of us were in love with him and not each other.

The guys that found out thought that there was some vast orgy that happened every night. While we didn't mind seeing any of us sleep with our husband or be in the same bed when it happened. The three of us never had experiences with each other. A lot of the men that heard this were disappointed.

We called Matt our husband even though legally we all couldn't marry him. We knew it hurt him more than it hurt any of us, but after we found the large house on acres of land in the middle of nowhere, he was happy. The neighbors out here could care less what went on, it was a long drive into work for Kathy and Brittany, but they managed. I found a local bar that paid me an excellent salary to wait tables as well as man the bar on the weekends.

This week was our way of saying thank you to Matt for all he had to put up with, it wasn't easy for him to live in a house with three females, especially the likes of Kathy, Brittany and myself, we were all sex-crazed, controlling and somewhat materialistic, but he kept us in line, and for the most part manageable.

We all had different tastes, and he catered to all of us. I loved sports. I loved watching them, playing them, and betting on them. Matt took me out for my birthday weekend and took me down to Florida, to my surprise, it was to watch the beach volleyball contest, something I had been dying to see in person.

"You are leaving already," Frank said.

"Yup," I replied to my manager. I practically called my own schedule, before I came into the bar, it was hardly making a profit, now locals and new customers, frequented the bar just to see me. On most Fridays and Saturdays, I liked the attention I wore my tightest top and my shortest shorts with tennis shoes, sometimes even a skirt. I got the most substantial tips on those nights, and people drank the most.

"I feel sorry for him sometimes," Frank shook his head. He knew about our Matt and had met the others. "The three of you would give most of us a heart attack," he said as he gave me my pay.

"Hubby, says if he did get a heart attack, it would be the best way to go," I smiled. "Thank you," I said as I collected my pay. "I will be back tomorrow night."

It was my turn, we each had our own times to be with our husband, and I had something special planned. I rushed home to get everything ready for our special night together. The others had made plans to be out for the night so that it would be just the two of us.

'Remember to relax and let it happen,' Brittany sent me a text.

I replied quickly as I got changed into my outfit, which I was sure wasn't going to stay on me for long, but all it had to do was get the fire started, and I would take care of the rest.

I waited in the special alone room. It was the only room in the house where all four of us couldn't go at the same time. It was meant for one on one nights with Matt. I heard the door of his truck slam shut, and he walked inside.

"Sandy," he yelled for me as he walked through the house. I waited calmly for him to check every room. Finally, I heard him come down the stairs. Our alone room was built as a mother in law attachment to the basement. He knew I wouldn't be in his sanctuary that he had made in the basement. "You in here," he asked as he opened the door.

I stood up and looked at him. Matt stood there in silence as he took what I was wearing in. "Say something," I smiled.

"Holy hell," Matt said as he closed the door. "What's the occasion?" he asked as he slowly walked towards me.

"This week, we just wanted to say thank you for putting up with us," I smiled as I stood still as he circled me. "We know we can be a bit draining from time to time."

I couldn't stop smiling; it was evident he liked my costume. "Well," Matt said as he stopped. "Thank you," he smiled.

He had a fantasy of fucking a slutty nurse, and I was dressed as a very slutty nurse. White leather outfit with a red cross on the pocket a stethoscope wrapped around my neck and hanging between my exposed cleavage. The dress was short enough to expose my bare ass, and the top barely covered my large breasts, one wrong, and they would spill out. To top it off, I wore a small white hat and thigh-high white fuck me heels.

"I take it that you like," I smiled as he couldn't stop staring.

"That is an understatement," Matt smiled as he came closer. "How did you get them to fit inside?"

"What?" I teased as I pressed my boobs together. "My HH breasts?"

Matt loved when we said our bra sizes, as I said it, I could see his dick throb in his jeans. "The store didn't have an outfit that could hold anything above an F cup, so I had to order it online, they didn't believe that I had double H's, I had to have Brittany help me measure again and sent them the exact measurements."

Matt's dick throbbed hard, all I wanted him to do was to take me right here, right now. He moved in closer, but I stepped back. "There is also something else you should know," I said, holding up my hand. "We stopped all our birth controls, so from now on..." I trailed off.

Matt's eyes widened, we had all talked about starting a large family, now that we had our house and stable jobs, it was time. Matt rushed forward, grabbing me in his arms as our bodies crashed together, he kissed me hard. "I take it that you agree," I smiled as he let me go.

"Most definitely," Matt said as he looked down.

"Like always, they are yours," I smiled, knowing my boob man of a husband. Tradition be damned he was our husband, and no one could tell us he wasn't.

"What else did you have in mind?" He asked as he squeezed me tight to his body.

"Well," I teased as I looked up at him. "I want to try again."

"Oh, really?" Matt said as he looked down at me.

"This time I don't want you to stop," I said as I laid back onto the bed.

"Are you sure?" Matt asked as he got undressed.

"Yes," I said, positioning my head just off the bed, so it hanged over the side. Matt's humongous cock greeted me as he aimed it at my mouth. I loved his cock; all of us did. It was long, thick, and always hard for us.

Slowly he inched it into my mouth. I adjusted myself so that it went down my throat. There it was the seven-inch mark that I always stopped at as it entered my throat and pushed passed the eight-inch where I pushed him off last time, four more inches to go. I didn't know how Brittany did it.

My hands gripped the covers as he pushed it deeper, his hand on my throat, feeling his dick bulge out the skin around my neck. 'Relax,' I thought to myself, remembering what Brittany said 'Let it happen,' I thought, she had told me other techniques to able myself to get throat fucked by a twelve-inch cock.

Put my mind elsewhere, and my body will relax, she had said, how was I to put my mind elsewhere when there were almost ten inches of black cock in my mouth and down my throat. I tapped the bed lightly, letting Matt know I had to breathe. Slowly he snaked his dick out of my mouth.

"You did much better this time, I was nearly all the way in," Matt praised me as I exhaled, it still felt like his cock was in my throat, I nodded as I looked up at him.

This time he pushed into my mouth, stopping where he left off. 'Mind elsewhere,' I thought to myself. Brittany was the freak amongst us. She loved taking his cock in every hole as deep as she could take it. Kathy smothered him with her enormously huge breasts. She could get him rock hard in seconds, just with her cleavage. Now me I could ride this monster like no other, reverse or regular, I loved bouncing... I stopped thinking. There it was again.

I cheered in my head. I could feel his pelvis smacking against me. I had taken all of it into my mouth, and down my throat now, he was thrusting back and forth into my mouth.

I tapped again and let out a large gasp as he took his cock out of my mouth. Saliva and drool fell from my mouth as I turned on my side. "That's all you get," Matt said as he rolled me onto my back and thrust his cock balls deep into my mouth in one thrust.

I was getting throat fucked for the first time since we got together, and I was on cloud nine. Matt was relentless in fucking my mouth. I felt every inch of him going in, and out of me, I felt his ball slapping against my face. Now I knew why Brittany loved this. It was exhilarating and taboo. I knew Matt was enjoying seeing my throat bulge with his cock deep in my throat.

I tapped again, this time he pulled out quickly as I had gone longer this time without a break. I coughed and gagged as Saliva filled my face, tears rolled from my eyes and down my cheeks before I could get my breath back. Matt rolled me back over and thrust his cock back into my mouth.

My mouth and throat were his fuck toys. He wasn't just fucking my mouth. He was pounding his dick into my throat. He held my throat tight. I knew from Brittany; this meant he was going to cum. With one long thrust, he slammed his dick into me. Then came a torrent of cum shooting down my throat, it felt like he was cumming directly into my stomach. Each spasm sent a flood of cum into my stomach repeatedly, until it stopped. Slowly he released my neck then took his limp cock out of my mouth.

I gasped and held my neck, massaging my throat; it felt raw. Brittany said to have a cold glass of ice water ready. I reached for it at the head of the bed. The ice and the water felt good going down my throat.

Matt grabbed me and kissed me. Even after treating me like his fuck hole, he held me tight and helped me with the water.

"Feels much different than it looks on the videos," I said as I looked at him.

"You did great," Matt said, holding the cup as I swallowed another gulp. "She also has honey for a few days afterward."

"Sounds like a good idea," I said, my throat still felt sore. "You're staring," I smiled as I looked at him.

"Well, it's hard not to," Matt smiled.

"You want me to take it off?" I asked, knowing the answer.

"Yes," Matt said as he put the glass down.

I stood up and slowly danced while stripping for him. Off came the hat, then gradually unbuttoned the top, turning my back to him as I opened it up and dropped it to the floor. I turned around and covered my breasts with my arms.

"Tease," Matt said as I slowly took my arms away. The came the zipper to my skirt. I slowly took that off and over my boots.

I reached for the zipper to my boots. "Leave them on," Matt said. I smiled as I knew he would say that, turning around, he was already hard for me.

"You got to fuck my mouth," I said, pushing him back on the bed, "Now I get to fuck you!"

I crawled onto the bed, slowly maneuvering my body over him. Looking down on him, I knew he would be excited to see me ride his thick dick until he came inside me.

"That's it," Matt said as I slid down onto his dick.

I positioned my legs on each side of him as I spread my legs wide so that he could see his dick inside me. I reached back and grabbed his ankles for leverage.

"Fuck yes," I said as I felt his thick cock inside me, stretching me like it always did, I loved the feeling it gave me as I felt it fill me up. I rode harder, pushing off his ankles and placing both hands on his chest. "My fucking dick," I said as I bounced up and down on it.

Matt's face was in pure ecstasy as I rode him hard and fast; both of us loved the feeling of us fucking each other. He thrust up into me as I rode him, then his large hands started squeezing and pinching my nipples, sending a wave of pleasure through my body.

"Yes," I said, hoping he would play more with my tits and nipples. I pushed off his chest and sat upright with my hands in my hair as I bounced, "Fuck yes," I screamed, feeling his thick cock, hitting all the right spots. It used to hurt having this large cock pound into me, now that I had gotten accustomed to its length and its girth, I loved every inch of it.

With a quick twist of his body, Matt had me on my back with his toned body hovering over me. "Fuck me," I said through gritted teeth, "Fuck me hard!" I shouted.

I maneuvered my legs onto his shoulders, my white fuck me boots around his neck as he started to pound into me. The bed squeaked and rocked and sounded like it was about to break as he fucked me harder than he had ever before, I was his fuck toy, nothing more, not his wife, not the woman he loved, tonight my body was his to use.

"Fuck," he said as he pushed his cock deep into me. I felt the familiar feeling of his dick throb, letting me know he was about to cum.

I dropped my legs from his shoulders and squeezed him tightly onto me. Matt came hard and deep inside me, flooding my insides with his cum, our cum, it might not be tonight, but one day it would bring us the family we wanted. Matt gripped my body as he thrust a few more times into me, making sure I took every drop of his cum.

Matt slowly rolled off me, and I moved closer to him. "That was amazing," he said, kissing me on the forehead.

"I can agree to that," I smiled. I had pleased my husband, I could see it in his eyes, and the way his chest heaved up and down. I placed my head on his chest and heart the rapid beat of his heart.

"I think you did it," he said as his heartbeat made me smile.

"Did what?" I said, turning my head around to face him.

"Gave Brittany a run for her money with the face fucking," Matt said, placing an arm under his head as he looked down at me.

For some other woman hearing another woman's name in bed from a man they had slept with a few seconds ago, they might throw them into a tantrum, but for us, it was a typical day. "That means a lot, seeing how she can take the whole thing every time," I said, nodding my head.

"I bet you could now," Matt replied.

"Not tonight," I said, shaking my head, my throat still felt sore from the wild fucking it took earlier. Now it seemed like a distant memory, but I knew it was less than an hour ago.

"Of course not, but the next time," Matt smiled.

He was already thinking about the next time when all I was thinking about was the growing dick between his legs. "Another round?" I smiled.

"Is it that obvious?" he smiled as I laid back, I didn't know what did it, my tits resting on his chest, my fuck me boots still on or the talk about him fucking my mouth again, but whatever it was, I was going to reap the rewards.

Matt got between my legs and slid into me. I felt his dick fill and stretch me as it entered, I heard the sound of his existing cum squelching around his dick. I loved it. Another load of baby batter was going to get injected into me.

Matt grabbed both of my legs and put them together. He put them both on his right shoulder. "Yes," he said as he felt my tightness grip his hard cock. I felt his balls slam against me repeatedly as he fucked me hard.

"Fuck me," I said, pleading for him to fill me again. I wanted this man's baby, and I wanted it now. "Fuck me hard!" I said, knowing my dirty talk made him cum faster. "Fuck me with your big black cock!"

Matt slammed himself hard onto my body, his weight bearing down on me as I spread my legs wide for him. He rocked back and forth, greeting me with a grunt every time he filled me with his twelve-inch cock.

"That's it fuck your pussy, you own this pussy," I said, wrapping my arms around him. "You own it and my big fucking Double H tits. You love my big tits, don't you?"

"Yes," Matt growled as he fucked me hard, kissing and sucking on my nipples.

"Fill me one more time, and you can fuck them, but you got to cum in me first," I said I knew he loved fucking all three of our tits, he fucked our tits every day. This morning, Brittany was the lucky bitch that got her tits fucked before she went to work.

I spread my legs wider, letting go of him as I held the tips of my boots. "It's all yours, fuck it!" I said, screaming for him to fill me with his cum. His balls slapped against me harder, and I felt every inch of him being driven hard into me, burying itself deep into me, the head of the dick hitting and pushing against my cervix, threatening to break every part of me.

Matt pushed himself deep into me again. This time he came harder than before, he had lasted longer than before, but the result was worth it. His dick spasmed and throbbed inside of me shooting load after a load of hot cum into me.

I held onto him tightly, not letting him go until I knew he was spent. "Round two, done," I said as he slowly rolled off me.

"How many rounds do you think I have to give?" Matt said he was exhausted.

"Four," I smiled as I gripped his softened cock and lowered my head to lick it clean. I circled the head of his dick with my tongue. "After all, you're the one that wants to put a baby in my stomach, right?" I said as I sucked on his cock. "Watch my stomach stretch out with your baby, my Double H tits get bigger, that's right if you put a baby in our stomachs our tits are going to get bigger."

I felt his dick throb in my mouth. I knew what I was doing. "Imagine Kathy's huge P cup tits get bigger, and they might stay that way afterward. He was getting hard again. "I could be an I or even get to a J, what will Kathy be? A Q or and R, those are porn star stats, but they are fake. Poor Kathy will have R cup natural breasts."

That was it the breaking point. His dick started to harden in my hands and mouth.

"Round three," Matt said as he pulled on my hands.

I got up and slid down on his cock this time in reverse cowgirl. I was going to ride him harder than I ever had, the third time was the charm and hopefully the lucky one.

"Damn," he said as I started to ride him. "If you want another round, you shouldn't break my dick."

I smiled to myself and rode even harder. "My dick, remember," I winked back at him.