[FM] I Love College Football: Celebrating the W [F30] By Fucking A Random Fan For The Other Team While Hubby Watched

This is long—so sorry! But if you read the whole thing, props to you. Or you can just scan through it for the sexy parts. TL;DR is literally the title.

It’s been about two weeks since my Husband Rob and I agreed to open up our marriage. We have already had one successful hookup with a guy, and there are plenty of opportunities on dating apps, but not everyone meets our criteria as we have established some “rules.”

Rob and I are big college football fans—love going to the games. He surprised me last week with tickets to the season opener of our team in Vegas for Labor Day weekend. We were both excited.

“So do you think you may want to find a hookup in Vegas this weekend?” Rob opened the conversation.

“I’ve considered it. I get a tingle thinking about picking up a stranger and having him fuck me hard while you watch.” I said. “What do you think about that?”

“Sounds naughty but doable, as long as we’re careful.” Rob replied.

We kept talking and decided what I would wear each night we were there down to the tiniest g-string. Rob had a very excited look on his face and said, “are you as horny as I am right now?”

“Heck yes!” I replied.

Rob smiled and took my hand, leading me to the bedroom. Our clothes evidenced our trail until we fell naked together onto the bed. Rob’s cock was swollen, and I was soaked. Skipping the foreplay, Rob quickly spread my legs and buried himself deep inside of me.

“Oh Gosh! That feels so good, and you’re so hard.” I moaned.

Rob was already energetically fucking me with long deep thrusts while kissing me and pulling on my nipples. It was a good hard fuck, and he had me cumming within minutes.

“Oh God! OH GOD! OH FUUU—“ I screamed breathlessly as my orgasm washed through me. Wow.

Rob wasn’t in a stopping mood I guess, because before my orgasm even receded, he had me on my hands and knees, thrusting into me doggie style, his favorite position. He reached under me and played with my clit while he fucked me hard, bringing about my second orgasm of the night.

I don’t know how Rob still hadn’t climaxed, but I took the lead, and told him to roll onto his back. With his cock pointing to the ceiling, I straddled him and lowered my used pussy until his cock fully impaled me. Just weeks ago, our sex life was stagnating. Now, I was easily approaching my third orgasm of the night like when we were newlyweds.

I lifted myself up and down on his cock, slowly screwing him. We could usually go for quite a while like this. Rob held eye contact with me lovingly, and I smiled.

“You are turned on thinking about me with another man, aren’t you?” I asked while I continued to ride his cock.

“Yes. I admit it. The thought of sharing you and watching you have sex with another man again really does get me hot.” Rob replied sheepishly.

I decided to continue the dirty talk and see how long he lasted before having his orgasm.

“You are really looking forward to watching a random guy bury his big fat cock into your wife’s pussy. Stretching my pussy open, and fucking me hard until I cum again and again.” I teased Rob.

I could feel Rob’s cock throbbing inside me. I knew this was really erotic for him. I continued slowly fucking my husband’s cock and using my vaginal muscles to squeeze him as hard as I could.

“Oh, God!” he exclaimed. “Yes! I want to see his cock stretch that pussy.”

I squeezed myself around Rob’s cock and continued the long, torturous rise and fall up and down on it.

“I just hope we can find a cock as good as yours.” I whispered into his ear. “I want you to watch him fill my pussy full of cock while I beg for him to fuck me!”

“OH GOD!” Rob yelled as his orgasm hit. I felt his cock erupt inside me as his cum jetted deep inside, triggering another smaller orgasm for me.

I lay on top of Rob and we rested. His cock slowly softened and pulled out of me. I smiled as I felt his spunk leaking from me.

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Fast forward to yesterday, we made the five hour drive to Vegas the night before and enjoyed a night out in Sin City. We didn’t find anyone that night but Rob and I were very horny, and made love against the glass window of our hotel room on the strip.

The next day was game day. I began the day with a nice luxurious shower, where I trimmed my nethers nice and short. I put on my game shirt, some tight jean shorts, and sneakers, then painted on a cute “Y” on my cheek. I applied the rest of my makeup too—I did an overstated cat-eye effect on my eyes and applied some lip gloss on my lips. Underneath my outerwear I had on a tiny black thong and a light pink bra, definitely not appropriate for a respectable Mormon mom of 2. We tailgated from noon until the start of the game at 8:30 pm. It was going to be a late night.

Before the game began, Rob “inspected” my pussy with his tongue in the crowded parking lot. Thank you tinted windows.

In the stadium, we found our seats. Shortly before kickoff, a fan for the opposing team in outrageous fan gear sat next to me holding two beers. I was amused and quickly greeted him. The guy was fairly good looking actually, and he spoke to Rob and I while sipping one of his beers.

He was taller than my husband by a little. Probably 6’4”. He had broad shoulders, a lean body, sandy blonde hair, and blue eyes.

We introduced ourselves. His name was Thomas.

I was worried that once the game got going that this friendly stranger would turn sour on me, but actually the opposite. We congratulated each other on the good plays by both teams on the field, but teased each other throughout the game when things didn’t go the other team’s way.

By the end of the game, my team had one—go Cougs!

Thomas told us that he had to get back to his hotel to gamble his sorrows away, and mentioned that he was staying on the strip as well. He was going to grab an Uber back, but noted that he’d probably have to wait a while, so I offered him a ride in our car. He gladly accepted and we chatted about the game all the way back to our car. Ron drove while I sat in the back with our new friend.

Neither Rob and I drink, but Thomas was clearly feeling a little bit of a buzz from his alcohol consumption. I gave my husband a look and shot him a text while we were sitting in the stand still traffic from the game.

“You think he wants to fuck me?” I texted.

Rob quickly typed back. “Oh he definitely does. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of you the whole game.”

I giggled. “Let’s ask him.” I texted back, to which Rob smiled and nodded.

I cleared my throat and spoke. “So Thomas, how familiar are you with the saying ‘What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas?’”

“Oh I’ve had my fair share of stories in this city.” Thomas replied.

“Would you be up to adding one more story to your collection?” I asked.

“I don’t understand.” Thomas said.

“Well, to put it bluntly, my husband wants to share me with you. He wants to watch you and I have sex.”

Thomas’s eyes flashed wide open, obviously surprised by what I just said. We sat in an awkward silence for a moment while Thomas considered his response.

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea. You’re married. There might be drama or jealousy or whatever. Seems kinda messy.” Thomas said.

My heart dropped as it appeared I would have to look elsewhere for someone to join my husband and I for the night. I took a breath and made one last move. I spread my legs and took Thomas’s hand and put it on my crotch over my shorts.

“I promise it will be drama and guilt free.” I began. “Rob and I love each other very much.”

I paused to let this sink in. I put my right hand on Thomas’s hand and pressed it more firm against the damp heat protruding from my vagina.

Then I continued in a soft sultry voice. “Won’t you accept our invitation, indulge our desires, and fuck me while Rob watches?”

“Well this is all very fucked up.” Thomas replied.

We all laughed.

“I never thought I would encounter a situation like this.” Thomas continued, sliding his hand into my shorts and under my thong.

“It’s not a cuckold situation,” I explained, “though Rob won’t have me until after you’re done with me. Rob and I have a recently rejuvenated sex life, and he satisfies me sexually and countless other ways. He just has this fetish, well I should say WE have this fetish, and we enjoy fulfilling it. I just need to find someone willing to help for the night. Are you our guy?”

Thomas was now freely playing with my pussy. I felt this was a very good sign, and it also felt wonderful. Thomas looked at Rob in the rear view mirror, then back into my eyes.

“I’m gonna need another drink first.” Thomas said.

“We’ll take that as a yes!” I laughed gleefully.

When we got to the hotel my thong was dripping wet. I could feel the dampness through my shorts.

Just after entering our hotel room, and waiting for Thomas’s drink to arrive, I straddled Thomas on the bed and began making out with him. No soft kisses here, just wild passionate kissing with mouths open and tongues exploring. I moaned as I melted into him. His drink arrived, and he seemed much more relaxed after that.

I backed away a bit from Thomas and pushed him back upon the bed. He raised up upon his elbows to watch as I began dancing and removing my clothes for him.

First my shirt hit the floor. Thomas sat up on the edge of the bed, pulled me towards him and slowly unfastened my bra clasp. I let him have his way with me.

After the bra hit the floor, he kissed both my breasts and sucked gently on both my nipples. I moaned again. Then he unbuttoned my shorts and force them down around my feet.

“Leave your shoes on.” He said as I stood there in just my shoes and my tiny lace thong that was soaking wet.

“Take the thong off.” He commanded.

I turned my back to him and bent over, leg slightly spread. I pulled down the thin waist strap over the curves of my ass, just in front of his face. Slowly the strap between my ass cheeks pulled free. I turned back to face him just as I lowered the thong front to reveal my trimmed pussy. Leaning over, I pulled the thong down to my ankles and stepped out of it. I held up the tiny thong in front of his face.

“You can keep this as a souvenir, if you like.” I said. All the while my husband was about eight feet to my side, he had stripped naked at some point and was sporting a hard cock.

“Your turn, mister.” I said to Thomas and I moved in close to him and took off his shirt. Next I removed his shoes and socks. And then I unfastened his belt, his jeans, and pulled down the zipper. I pulled off his pants with a little assistance from him. His boxer shorts had a large bulge, which excited me.

“Is that for me?” I asked.

Thomas grinned at me and pulled off his boxers. I watched in anticipation as his cock popped free of the restraining fabric.

Thomas had a beautiful cock, well above average size. Even though it was not fully hard yet, it was at least seven inches long and thick enough that I could barely wrap my hand around it. Longer and thicker than my husband’s even.

Thomas was now laying back on the bed, with his upper body propped up on his elbows. I was on my knees wearing nothing but my chucks and my face paint, straddling his right leg, holding his cock in my hand, just inches from my face.

I leaned over and gave his cock a long slow lick up the length of his shaft.

“Should we use protection?” he asked.

“Yes, we should.” I replied as I noticed Rob looking into our overnight bag for the condoms we brought. At the same time Thomas sat up, grabbed his pants and pulled out a string of condoms that he had brought.

“Scout’s motto. Be prepared.” Thomas joked as he opened the package and rolled a large condom over his now fully hard cock.

I stared at his cock and remarked “This is the biggest I’ve ever had.”

I put a hand on Thomas’s chest and pushed him down, flat on his back as I rose up on my knees and straddled his body. I took hold of his wrapped cock and positioned the head at the entrance to my vagina.

“Let’s see if it fits.” I announced as I slowly and carefully lowered myself, allowing his cock to penetrate my lower lips. He stretched me almost to the point of pain. I felt confident that I could take Thomas’s cock, maybe all of his cock, inside me.

Out of the side of my vision, I could see Bill positioned directly behind me with his dick in hand.

“That is snug.” I said as I drew a deep breath.

I had stopped with just the head of his cock inside me, allowing my body to adjust to the size. My pussy was wet, very wet, but I needed to produce more lubricant to fully take him.

With every passing second though, my pussy was becoming more relaxed and accommodating to his size.

I increased the tempo of my movements, fucking the top half of his cock. I hadn’t bottomed out yet, but this was becoming quite pleasurable.

“Can you take it all?” I heard my husband ask from behind me. I had almost forgotten he was there as I was focused on the wonderful cock inside my pussy.

“I’m getting there.” I replied as I continued fucking Thomas, or at least half of his cock.

Thomas was being very casual about all this, allowing me to control our intercourse while he played with my nipples.

“Not every woman can take all of me.” Thomas told me. “Don’t feel bad if you can’t take it all.”

That sounded like a challenge to me. I pushed down more on my next downward thrust. I felt a twinge of pain as more of my vagina was stretched by his cock. But I still hadn’t bottomed out. I wondered if I really could take all of him.

I began fucking Thomas faster and harder. With each downward thrust more of his cock filled me. My sexual arousal rose. I felt my body flush. My breathing became faster. The pleasure and the pain from my pussy was increasing. I wanted more.

Thomas and I stared intently into each other’s eyes. In our non-verbal communications he was urging me on, and I was telling him how much I wanted to fuck him more.

We went on for what appeared to be minutes. I was fucking him with gusto, but still not fully taking him. I could feel that certain tingle in my body. I knew my orgasm was coming.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck.” I said.

My body was becoming weak. My arms and legs began to tremble. And then my orgasm exploded from inside pussy and rushed through all my body. I slammed myself down all the way upon Thomas’s cock which created a twinge of pain as his cock head slammed against my cervix.

“OH FUCK!” I screamed as I froze in place. I had him balls-deep inside me, stretching me like I had never experienced before.

The pain quickly turned to pleasure. I was gasping for air as my body continued to tremble. I flopped down upon Thomas’s body and he held me in his arms. My orgasm continued in waves.

As my orgasm subsided and my breathing returned to normal, Thomas kissed me, gently this time and then with some passion as his tongue explored my mouth.

Breaking the kiss, he said, “My turn.”

Wrapping his arms around me tightly, Thomas rolled us over so that he was on top. His hard cock was still buried in my pussy.

Holding my ass in his hands, he rose up upon his knees, lifting my bottom off the bed. He then took each of my legs in his hands and extended them up and then back over my head, spreading my legs wide. My pussy was now open upward and he began slowly pumping his cock in and out of me.

“Oh my God!” I exclaimed at the pleasure of it all.

He kissed me passionately while never missing a stroke with his cock. I was aware that he was, at first, only using about half his cock inside me. My pussy was burning in pleasure. I could feel my own fluids flowing very liberally. We were making quite a mess.

“Fuck me Thomas. Fuck me hard.” I urged him.

Thomas did as I asked and shoved his hard cock faster and deeper into my accepting cunt.

Again we went on, as if for minutes. Thomas was thrusting his cock fully into me. My pussy felt like it was on fire. My hips ached from being held in position. Thomas was in total control of my body. I could just accept what he did. Both our bodies were both covered in a sheen of sweat.

Thomas was groaning. I was gasping for air. I suspected that his orgasm was coming. I could feel my own body tingle in that telltale sign that my next orgasm was approaching.

Suddenly Thomas began slamming even harder into me. It was a sprint to his finish. My own body was on sensory overload. So many feelings of pleasure and pain. I couldn’t even think straight.

I heard Thomas groan loudly as I felt his cock swell inside me and begin pulsing.
My own orgasm exploded inside my body.
And my world went blank.

When I came to, I was laying flat on the bed. Thomas had disengaged from me, his cock removed from my pussy, and my legs now laying on the bed, released from his grasp. My body felt like Jello. I had no strength and couldn’t move, other than to breathe deeply for more air.

I was slowly regaining my composure. My strength was returning and I was feeling more normal, other than my pussy which continued to ache. I could see that Thomas’s cock was now softening, condom filled with cum sitting next to him.

I turned to Rob and could see that his cock was still erect and very hard.

“Sorry for wrecking your wife’s pussy.” Thomas said to Rob.

I suddenly felt an overwhelming need to satisfy my husband’s sexual needs. He had allowed me to have sex with Thomas, and I couldn’t let that wreck Rob’s and mine sex life.

I sat up and pushed Rob back onto his back. I took hold of his stiff cock and began to lick and suck the head.

I shifted my position so that my head was more directly over Rob’s cock. I was intent on giving him the best blow job. I sucked his cock into my mouth and began bobbing up and down on it.

Rob was moaning in pleasure. I relaxed the muscles in my throat, as I had trained myself to do, I took a deep breath of air, and then I plunged all the way down on Rob’s cock, shoving the head down my throat.
Rob groaned in pleasure.

“Oh my!” exclaimed Thomas as he watched me blow my husband.

I bobbed up and down a few moments, and then pulled off. I took another deep breath and shoved Rob’s cock back down my throat. I was so pleased with myself for having learned how to deep-throat a cock and block my gag reflexes. I was going to mouth fuck my husband’s cock until he had a massive orgasm.

I continued shoving Rob’s cock down my throat while I was gently fondling his balls. Soon he was groaning loudly in pleasure and rocking his hips upward into my face. I could feel Rob’s balls tighten up and knew he was about to cum. I pulled back a bit so his cockhead was in my mouth.

“FUCK!” Rob exclaimed as he began to cum, spurting load after load of his hot sticky cum into my mouth. When I knew he had emptied his balls into my mouth, I pulled off his cock, turned towards Thomas, and opened my mouth to display all the cum on my tongue.

I closed my mouth and swallowed all the cum. Then I gazed at my husband and smiled with pride. He had a huge grin on his face.

We sent Thomas back to his hotel, and we fell asleep around 4 am. We had to be back to pick up our kids before dinner the next day. As we were driving home, I sent a picture of my tits to Thomas and thanked him for the night. He said “you know how to contact me.” I absolutely do.

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