The Super Bowl
*Simon*
Every year, my friends Lyssa and Jimmy host a Super Bowl party for a small group of friends. When I got there, they had set up their living room with a big screen TV, plenty of snacks and drinks, and a festive atmosphere. As the guests arrived, the energy was high, and everyone was looking forward to a fun night of cheering on their favorite teams, not to mention the commercials.
But, truth be told, the game was a bust: low-scoring and generally lame. Since it was a school night, people started drifting home after about the third quarter, but I kept guzzling Jimmy’s beers. By the two-minute warning, two things were clear: it was the least interesting Super Bowl in recent memory, and I was in no condition to drive home. Neither were my hosts. Normally, this wouldn’t be a big deal because my wife would handle the driving, but she was out of town.
After the game, we lounged on the sofa just bullshitting for a few minutes—they have a big L-shaped sectional, and I was on one end of the L and they were on the other. I got up, maybe a little unsteadily, intending to thank my hosts and just walk home. “Where are you going?” said Jimmy.
“I’m gonna walk home—it’s not that far and it’s not that cold.”
“Don’t be a dumbass,” Lyssa chided. “We have a perfectly good guest room. But you are not driving, mister.”
“Fine,” I sighed. “I have tomorrow off anyway so I won’t miss anything as long as I get home to feed the dogs at some point.” Lyssa nodded firmly, as if to say that’s settled. I sank back into the couch cushions, half-listening to the TV blather while I finished my beer. I must have dozed off briefly, because the next thing I remembered was Lyssa coming back in from the kitchen with a tray containing 3 glasses and a bottle of tequila.
“One round of shots!” she exclaimed. I wasn’t going to argue; at this point, one more shot wasn’t going to make me any worse off. I noticed she gave us all heavy pours, and I might’ve spluttered a little bit trying to shoot the whole thing, but I managed.
*Lyssa*
Through the evening, as I watched Jimmy and Simon talking and laughing together, I can’t help but feel a thrill of excitement. I can’t believe I’m actually considering seducing both of them. I know it’s more than a bit naughty, but Simon’s been teasing me about it for years. I can feel my heart racing as I imagine what it would be like to have both of them touching me at the same time. Maybe it’s just the alcohol making my cheeks flush, but I don’t think so— but it’s more than that, as I think about the pleasure I know I’d experience. The tiny rational part of my brain tells me I should probably just enjoy the evening as it is but the bigger, louder part of my brain can’t help but wonder what it would be like to have both of them in my bed and about how amazing it would feel to have both of them focused on pleasuring me.
OK, maybe it was a little sneaky to ply both guys with liquor. But, as they say, candy is dandy but liquor is quicker. If I was going to put my plan into action, a little ethanol lubrication was probably the best plan.
*Simon*
Damn, I thought. It’s hot in here. Not only was I warm—alcohol does that to me—but I could see Lyssa practically glowing and I figured the thermostat was just set a little too high. It was warm for February; Jimmy and I both had on jeans and T-shirts, and Lyssa had on yoga pants and a race shirt, so it wasn’t like we were super bundled up. Jimmy looked as heavy-lidded as I felt, but Lyssa seemed like she’d just had a cup of coffee—and the longer I sat there eyeballing her the warmer I was feeling. Muffling a yawn, I said “I think I’m about ready to hit the bed.” Lyssa got up and said “Before you do, I need both of your opinions on something I bought.” She walked out of the room, and I have to admit I was staring at her ass and outlining what I’d be thinking about doing with her once I was alone in that guest bed.
*Lyssa*
Both of those knuckleheads were getting sleepy, so clearly it was time to take my shot. In my bedroom, I ducked into my closet and grabbed a new sundress I’d ordered for our upcoming beach trip. I knew the deep color would complement my runner’s tan, and the short hem would definitely emphasize my legs. I slipped on a pair of black thigh-highs, not because I’d wear them with the dress but because I thought they’d help get the point across. Barely dressed, I sauntered back into the room, feeling the fabric of my sundress swish around my legs.
I could feel the heat of Jimmy and Simon’s eyes on me as I moved provocatively, swaying my hips and arching my back. I looked up at them through my lashes and smiled. “So, what do you think?” I asked, my voice low and sultry. Jimmy’s eyes widened and he let out a low whistle. “You look amazing, Lyssa,” he said, his voice husky. Simon nodded in agreement. “You look stunning,” he said, his gaze lingering on my body. I felt my cheeks flush with pleasure and I bit my lip, feeling my arousal grow.
“What are you trying to do, Lyssa?” Jimmy asked, his voice teasing. I smiled and stepped closer to them. “I’m trying to seduce you, you doofus,” I purred, my voice barely above a whisper. Jimmy and Simon both laughed and stepped closer to me. “Well, it’s working,” Jimmy said, his voice low. Simon nodded in agreement. “You look absolutely gorgeous,” he said, his voice full of admiration. I felt my heart flutter and I smiled, feeling my arousal grow even more. I stepped closer to Jimmy’s end of the sofa and reached out to touch his face. “Thank you,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
*Simon*
First thought: Holy shit, I didn’t expect that! Second thought: Looks like it’s time to let the married folks get to it. Before I could say anything, Lyssa stepped closer towards the middle of the sofa, about equidistant from me and Jimmy, and slowly began to unzip her sundress.
*Lyssa*
I don’t think I’ve ever moved a zipper as slowly as I did the zipper on that dress. I let it puddle around my feet, revealing that the only thing I was wearing were my thigh-highs. I could feel Jimmy and Simon’s eyes on me—in fact it looked like Simon’s eyes were about to jump out of his head. I did a slow pirouette, one toe pointed to highlight the length of my leg, and walked over to Jimmy’s end of the sofa, curling up into his lap. I leaned in and kissed him deeply, feeling his hands on my body. I could feel Simon’s eyes on us and I felt my arousal grow even more. That wasn’t all that was growing; I could feel Jimmy’s hard cock wedged against my butt, and it was clear even from across the sofa that Simon was hard too.
“Here’s how it’s going to go,” I said with a toss of my head. “You’re both here for me. You’re going to do what I say. If you’re good to me, I’ll be good to you. Deal?” They both nodded quickly. I smiled at how unsurprising their response was. I leaned over to whisper into Jimmy’s ear, telling him to go get our wand from the bedside table. I stood up facing away from Simon, and as Jimmy left the room spread my feet hip-width apart and rose on tiptoe, giving Simon a good look at my long, strong legs and my toned ass. He was so intent on looking at me I’m not sure he even noticed when Jimmy came back into the room.
I motioned to Jimmy to sit down on the couch. “You’re here,” I said. Then I sat down with my back pressed against his chest, hooking one knee over his knee. His hands went immediately to my hips to pull me against him, then up over my ribs until they were cupping my breasts. I shivered a little at the feel of my hard nipples against his palms. I ran my own hands up from my knees and over my hips until they were on top of Jimmy’s, looking Simon in the eye.
“Jimmy’s going to start by using the wand on me, wherever he wants,” I said. He nodded and began to follow my instructions. His movements were slow and deliberate, teasing me as he touched my body.
Turning to Simon, I said with a mischievous grin, “You can touch me from the belly button upwards. I want both of your hands all over me.” He knelt in front of us on the sofa, then put his hands immediately on my hips. I lightly swatted his hand. “No, I said higher.” He trailed his fingers slowly up over my ribs, tickling me a bit, before beginning to rub my breasts and play with my nipples.
He followed my directions eagerly, his fingers expertly teasing me in all the right places. I moaned softly as the sensations began to build inside of me.
Jimmy kept teasing me with the vibrator. His touch was gentle but firm, teasing all over my clit and labia as Simon played with my breasts. My breathing grew faster and my body began to tremble with pleasure.
“Don’t stop,” I begged, my voice thick with desire. That just made Jimmy go slower, but only for a moment before he chuckled and turned the vibrator up a couple of notches,
sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I gasped and writhed beneath him, my body becoming more and more aroused with each stroke. I was moving my hips to push against the vibe, and Simon was stroking and pinching my nipples in rhythm with my movements.
“Oh! ” I exclaimed. “I’m going to cum.”
Jimmy smiled and pressed the vibrator firmly against me. I felt the orgasm start in my belly and radiate outward. My body trembled and my breathing became erratic as I felt the pleasure start to build inside me. I could feel every nerve in my body coming alive as an intense wave of pleasure flooded my senses. My hips began to rock against the vibrator as I felt the pleasure reach its peak. I gasped as my body shuddered and my orgasm washed over me in wave after wave of pure bliss. I felt my body go limp as the pleasure slowly ebbed away, leaving me feeling satisfied and content. I smiled to myself and opened my eyes, my body still tingling with pleasure.
When I had finally recovered, I opened my eyes and smiled up at Simon.” I want to feel your mouth on me,” I said, my voice soft and inviting.
Simon
I was dying. Watching Lyssa cum from the vibrator was incredibly erotic and I was determined to turn her on as much as she’d done to me.
I knelt before her and gently started trailing my tongue up her thigh. I continued slowly making my way up her body, my tongue trailing a line of pleasure from her thigh to her navel. Lyssa moaned softly as my tongue explored her. I could feel her inner thighs trembling with anticipation.
Then I moved my tongue lower, brushing my lips against her clit. She gasped in pleasure as I started slowly moving my tongue in circles, teasing and tantalizing her. I could hear her breathing grow heavier. I started to move my tongue a little faster. Here’s what I remember after that:
me: “I’m not going to stop, Lyssa. Oh my god, you taste so good.”
Lyssa: *moans*
Simon: “I want to make you come again, all over my face.”
Lyssa: *moans louder*
Simon: “I can feel your body trembling. You’re so close.”
Lyssa: *moans louder and begins to pant*
Simon: “That’s it, Lyssa. Let it all out.”
Lyssa: *moans loudly as she starts to cum*
Simon: “That was amazing. You’re so goddamn hot.”
Lyssa: *nods and moans*
Meanwhile Jimmy was kissing Lyssa’s neck and shoulders and stroking her arms, belly, breasts, and neck while whispering something inaudible in her ear that clearly made her even more aroused than before; his presence adding an extra layer of pleasure for both of us.
*Lyssa*
After that first orgasm, I needed a minute to catch my breath but Simon kept teasing me with his tongue. With what little grace I could manage, I turned sideways to lie down flat on the sofa, pulling my legs up so that my feet were on the floor. I looked Jimmy right in the eye and said “I want to suck your cock now” in my sultriest voice. Of course I didn’t have to say it twice. In a flash he had his pants off, then he knelt on the edge of the sofa facing me so that I had full access.
I was so aroused and ready for what was about to happen. I slowly began to take Jimmy into my mouth, teasing him with my tongue and lips as I moved up and down his shaft.
“I love sucking your cock,” I moaned, my voice low but filled with desire. Simon couldn’t keep quiet. “Suck his cock, Lyssa,” he said, his voice low and seductive.
I smiled and nodded, suddenly opening my mouth and plunging Jimmy into my warm soft mouth.
Simon looked up at me intently, his eyes smoldering as he watched me pleasure Jimmy. His breathing grew heavier and his body moved closer to me as he encouraged me to keep going.
“Suck him harder,” he said, his voice low and husky.
I complied, increasing the intensity of my movements as I sucked and licked Jimmy’s shaft. As I worked Jimmy’s cock deeper into my mouth, Simon kept steadily licking and sucking my clit. I felt my body trembling and my breathing becoming ragged as I felt my orgasm growing closer. Jimmy reached down with his strong hands and began to pinch my nipples just the way I like. I moaned and writhed beneath him in pleasure. As Simon’s tongue moved faster and my body trembled, I felt Jimmy’s cock swell in my mouth as I increased my sucking, bobbing my head to take his thick cock as deep as I could. I could feel the pleasure building up inside me and I knew I was about to cum. I moaned around Jimmy’s cock, muffling the sound, but Simon must have heard me because he started licking me faster. I could feel Jimmy’s cock pulsing in my mouth and I knew he was close too. I kept sucking and licking, pushing us both closer and closer to the edge. Finally, I felt the orgasm wash over me and I groaned out in pleasure. Jimmy followed soon after, his cum spilling into my mouth and lips. I gasped as Jimmy filled my mouth and I felt my body tense up as my orgasm reached its peak. My hips rocked against Simon’s tongue as I felt my orgasm crash over me in wave after wave of pure bliss.
*Simon*
My heart was hammering like I’d just finished a sprint, and I was legitimately worried about the structural integrity of my zipper after watching and hearing Lyssa cumming with Jimmy’s cock in her mouth. She could obviously tell what was on my mind because she got up from the sofa and strutted towards the kitchen, giving both of us a great view of her. “I’m going to get a glass of water,” she called back over her shoulder. “Have your pants off by the time I get back.”
So I did. I’m no dummy.
When she came back, walking slowly, flushed and lovely, she pointed at the couch and I sat down. She knelt in front of me, looked me straight in the eye, and said “Now you get the same treatment.”
She started by nuzzling my cock with her lips and cheeks, brushing it against her warm soft skin. Occasionally she’d flick her tongue out and give me a little swipe with it. All the while, she was murmuring the most delightful things. “You like this, don’t you? I’m going to make you so hard, so ready. You’re going to love it.”
Then without prompting, she started doing one of my absolute favorite things: with her tongue flat and extended, she started licking my cock all over like an ice cream cone. It felt amazing and I let out a long, low groan. She stopped, looked up at me, and smiled before suddenly plunging her mouth down on me as deep as she could. Just as quickly, she pulled her head back up and I gasped in pleasure. Then she did it again. And then again.
It was taking every ounce of my willpower not to just grab her head in my hands and fuck her mouth. I think she could tell, though.
*Lyssa*
I was so preoccupied by the novelty of Simon’s cock and the way it felt and tasted that I closed my eyes and really started putting on a show. Lots of little moans and sighs, sudden changes in speed and technique, the whole deal. I sort of lost track of what Jimmy was doing but was abruptly reminded when I felt the head of his cock press against and then inside me.
*Simon*
Lyssa has told me before about how Jimmy will just rail her, and he starts putting on a master class. With his hands firmly clamped around her hips, he quickly got to a steady cadence of hard, fast thrusts that moved her whole body. She put her palms flat on my thighs and just tried to hold on as best as she could. I could hear Jimmy’s hips slapping against her with each thrust, punctuated by an occasional moan or groan of pleasure from her. I grabbed the back of her neck and firmly squeezed. She let out a long low moan and pushed back harder against Jimmy’s cock. He responded with a louder moan and began thrusting faster. Lyssa was resting her cheek against my thigh. So with my free hand, I grabbed the base of my cock, then moved the hand on her neck up to her hair and grabbed a handful. I gave her hair a good firm pull to lift her head up and pressed the head of my cock against her lips. She opened her mouth wide and let out a louder groan as I started moving her mouth on my cock. Jimmy increased his speed to match mine, and soon we were both pounding away in unison while Lyssa moaned with each stroke, letting us know how good it felt for her too.
Jimmy and I settled into rhythm, pushing Lyssa back and forth between us. She was moaning louder with every thrust as we both pounded into her faster and faster. I could feel my orgasm building. Despite having watched Lyssa eagerly swallow Jimmy’s load earlier, I didn’t want to surprise her so I said loudly, “Lyssa, I’m going to cum!” She responded with a loud moan and started sucking harder on my cock.
I felt my orgasm begin to build and I started thrusting with more urgency. Jimmy was groaning and pounding away at Lyssa but I was immersed in the sensations rapidly building throughout my body so I wasn’t paying close attention to anything else. What did it was when she started swirling her tongue over my glans or something. I still am not sure exactly what she was doing but I shouted, no lie, and started to cum. It felt like the longest orgasm I’d ever had in my life. Wave after wave of pleasure blasted through me as I felt my cock clench and spurt in her mouth. At some point I distantly remember seeing and hearing Jimmy experiencing his own orgasm but I literally couldn’t even…I was too busy. With agonizing slowness, Lyssa pulled my cock out of her mouth, making me squirm with the post-orgasm sensitivity. I just sat there panting for a couple of minutes while everyone collected themselves.
Lyssa got up, gave us both a brilliant smile, and sauntered back to the bedroom, but not before telling us saucily that we had to clean up all the party dishes. I hate it when that happens.
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