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Superbowl

by Nymphonan on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I was in the kitchen finishing up putting together some snacks before the Superbowl game was to begin. We had planned to have one other couple over to watch the game and I had made some trays with chips and dips, fresh fruit and vegetables, meats and of course we had beer. I had just put the last tray on the table and was wiping the counter when my husband c...

SuperBowl "Fuck my Wife" Party

by NonStopFunGuy on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

MY WIFE LINDSAY SHRIKED "I WANNA GET FUCKED SO BAAAAD" while her wet cunt spasmed around my penis. I held her hips tighter, ramming my pelvis into her butt, shoving my cock deeper into that quivering juicy vagina from behind. Her fourth orgasm of our bedtime fucking was the hardest of the night, making her shiver and shake and gasp for air. It was delicious....

Superbowl Experience

by hotlilmomma on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

My name is Monica. I am 31 years old and have been married to my husband Rob for 3 years. He has always enjoyed looking at my body. Having other men stare at me is a turn on for him. Knowing this we would often go to a bar separately. Dressed in a short skirt, next to nothing top, thigh highs and high heels I would attract men's attention while Rob sat in th...

Superbowl Party

by Chalice85 on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

On "Superbowl Sunday" I woke up alone wondering how I'd spend the day. My current squeeze was out of town, as were both of my roommates, so I was totally on my own. During my shower I decided to see what my neighbor might be up to. Next door to us we have this awesome 30-ish professor who lives by himself, entertaining like a bunch, including more than his...

Superbowl Grid Fun

by MarthaD on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Those preferring sexy stories should read my more action oriented stories: Nothing More Gratifying or Prize money - those who enjoy reading about sexy ways to have fun with your partner, read on. * * * * * Most people are familiar with the game, common at super bowl parties, where there is a 10x10 grid and people sign up for particular blocks. Then, depe...

Superbowl Tradition

by nakedsoo on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'm not a big football fan. I really don't follow the pro teams all that much. I do like to watch the college bowl games, and I follow a few of my favorite college teams when they are doing well during the season and I do enjoy watching the superbowl. I actually make sure to watch the superbowl every year, mostly for the commercials. I know it's kinda strang...

Superbowl Sunday

by keikotied on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

"You smile and serve, remember. Not a word," he said sternly. I nodded, wanting to plead my case, wanting not to have to do this. "Let's go over the rules one more time. You will monitor everyone's beer. When they are down to less than a third of the bottle, you fetch them a fresh one. If anyone requests a sandwich, you'll make it. And keep an eye on the c...

Superbowl Whore

by No Panty Girl on Apr 3, 2019
Group Sex

Rick had bought a 52" Hi Def LCD TV for the game. He had invited a bunch of his buddies to watch the game at our place. I was to look after serving the guys refreshments. I had got an outfit from Greta resembling a Steelers's cheerleader but much more revealing. I was to be their Superbowl Whore. The "guest list" was all guys I knew and was comfortable w...

Superbowl Bet and Payoff

by will4play2 on Apr 22, 2020
BDSM

Randy and I had been playing a lot online but wanted to realize our relationship in real-time. And so it was we agreed to meet face-to-face. Yet every time we would set up an appointment, Randy would cancel last minute. Randy finally admitted, I'm apologizing to you a lot these days. Though we are both switches, I have always considered myself slightly mor...

The Superbowl Party

by Katherine English 2 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I was preoccupied. Slowly I leaned back against the shower wall and let the steamy torrent beat down upon my reddening flesh. What if they didn’t like me, I worried? What if I failed to live up to my Master’s expectations and humiliated him in front of his friends? How could I live with that? Lost in the convolutions of my own mind, I squirted bath gel int...