Fantasy Football With Bella

Some notes:

Everybody in this story is eighteen. Everything that is mentioned happened when everybody involved was at least eighteen.

I tend to use the same words and phrases in all my stories, regardless where they are published, e.g. calling my genitals my girlhood. So if you see my words in stories elsewhere please don't think I copied someone else. My stories are easy to recognize from the words I use (bunny hole?) and the complicated plots: girl gets naked, girl gets tied up, or whipped or screwed, girl comes. Happy ending.

This story talks about fantasy football. If you are not an American you might not know that is a gambling game based on American football. Bettors select real-life players to construct make-believe football teams and then bet on them. In this story a losing bettor Dan offers his girlfriend Bella to a competitor Steve hoping to improve his chances of winning and paying off losing bets.

"Hello, Bella."

"Hi, Steve." I was at his front door.

"How's it goin'?"

"Pretty good."

"Come in the kitchen, can I get you anything?" I was in his house now. First time.

"No, I'm fine."

"Grab a seat."

"OK." I sat at the kitchen table.

"So...why am I here?" I giggled, nervously.

"Really? Dan didn't tell you?" Dan was my putative boyfriend.

"No, he said I was to see you so you could talk to me about something. I was like that's weird. Why would he want me to come to his house so he could talk to me. Then he kind of laughed."

"Well, Dan's always pretty much a minimalist about things." Then I mumbled something. "Dan, ah, so Dan, your boyfriend, well he's kind of a good friend. But, see, he just sucks at fantasy football. You know that." I nodded.

"Yeh."

"He probably kind of gets mad every weekend, doesn't he?"

"Yeh. I'm just like, hey, get over it."

"Exactly, it's just fantasy football. So he's just like going on with me last night, begging me to trade quarterbacks with him right?"

"Right."

"And I'm like, well, the problem is, and I want to help him out. But, you know, I looked at his team. He's got nothing to offer, OK?"

"OK," I shrugged.

"So, I said, I don't know what you can offer me to trade. So...,"

"Yeh, so...,"

"So, he offered me you."

"What? That's weird!"

"Yeh," he said, kind of squirming.

"You mean he offered...,"

"Well...,"

"You...you mean...,"

"He offered you...,"

"You mean he...,"

"You're part of the trade. You're basically mine for two hours, OK?"

"Ummph. Let me call him first...," I picked up my phone and called his number.

"Don't believe me, huh?"

"No." It started ringing. This was the first time I noticed I was starting to get sexually turned on.

"Hi, so I'm over here at Steve's house. He's like telling me all this stupid stuff about that football fantasy crazy stuff. Then, like, he said that you basically offered me up to him for two hours." I listened to him talk.

"Oh, so it's true!" I listened more.

"You would do that to your girlfriend. You would just let her be with some other guy two whole hours. Well, how can you...," I listened more.

"Right. Oh. All right. OK." I hung up.

"Now don't blame me, it wasn't my idea." But, truth is, I was turned on. I figured I knew what he wanted.

"OK. So, umm, what exactly do you want me to do? Wash your dishes? They look like they haven't been washed for a week."

"Oh. Yeh, well, ah, I could use a maid, but, ah, you know, Bella, I was thinkin'..."

"You were thinking what?"

"Maybe takin' off your clothes." I stared at him for like fifteen seconds. "I mean you gotta do what I say." I looked at him. He looked at me. "It's part of the trade."

"I...I can't...", but then I thought about it. And what my boyfriend had done to me. And I could feel my nipples stiffen and that kind of glow down there.

"No? Really. Come on." And then I decided. Yes, I would, yes.

"OK! I'll take off my...clothes. Just that." I stood up and put my phone on the table. I stuck my thumbs in the elastic of my gym shorts and pulled them sideways. "OK, I'll take my pants off." I pulled them down to almost below my panties. They were blue boy shorts with a white lining on top and around my legs and white horizontal stripes on either side.

"Wow!" I let them slip down to my ankles so he could see my legs, all brown from the summer. "Wow!" I stepped out of them and bent down and stood up and put them on the table.

"So. Not going to be wearing anything, I guess." The mere thought of being naked with a guy made me wet.

"Hey, this is fantasy football, ya know. It gets a little crazy" I stuck my hand up under my sleeveless white shorty top with the number eighteen on front, my boyfriend's old high school number. I had no bra on. I pulled my arms out of the shirt and into my body and pulled the shirt up quickly, to get it over with. He gasped when he saw my bare breasts. They were small, but tanned the same shade as the rest of me. My nipples stuck out like fat number two pencil erasers.

"Whoa," he said. I laid my shirt on the table. "You're very pretty. How the hell did Dan get you, Bella?" He was right, I had a nice body. Tanned from head to toe, including my bum and the little triangle in front, usually hidden by my bottoms. I stood there for a small bit. I had to say something.

"I don't know. Well, anyway, ahmm, so well..." I made a move to put my shirt back on.

"Hey, wait. Take your shoes off." I heaved a big sigh and pushed each one off with the other foot. I kind of raised both hands in a "here I am" kind of gesture. "Wow," he said. "Turn around for me." I did. Twice, without him asking for the second one. I faced him again and crossed my arms and put my hands up to my shoulders to cover my boobs. "Wow," he repeated. I just stood there while he stared at my body. "Well, I've always liked fantasy football," he said, killing time to keep me there in front of him.

"OK."

"So. OK. Well, you're not deaf."

"What do you mean?"

"Those panties." There was already a little stain on them from my lubrication. He must have noticed. At first I just stared at him with a what-the-fuck-look, then it turned into a smile. I'm not Einstein, but I knew what was next. And I wanted to do it. "Come on, take them off." So I did.

"All right."

"Oh, my," he said, as I started. I took my time, I slipped both thumbs in my waistband in the middle, drew my hands out to the side and started to pull my panties down. I looked up and off to the right, smiling, then off to the left. Then I pulled them down so he could see the little patch of pubic hair I always kept. I smiled again and closed my eyes. Then I pulled them down enough to reveal a little pink, slightly shiny with the wet. Then I leaned forward slightly at the waist so I could cover my girlhood with my hand. The hand still in place, I bent first one knee and pulled it up so I could get the panties off one leg, then did the same thing with the other.

"Wow," he said. Now I put both hands over my crotch, the hands spread wide so he could see nothing. I stood there, looking off to the left again. Smiling broadly. So he had seen me naked. Big deal. Now I could bring myself to look at him, both of us smiling.

"Wow. Can you turn around, Bell?" I did, slowly, moving my hands to cover my bum when I was back too. I don't think he really expected anything else to happen. "I'm going to take some pictures, Bell." At first I hesitated. But then I thought it served Dan, my boyfriend, right, that another guy would have pictures of me, naked, that he didn't have. I knew Steve would show them to everybody and Dan would be embarrassed. How did Steve get nude photos of me? Of course we all had pictures taken when we were drunk prom night so what did it matter? He started working with his camera and for some reason I just took my hands away from my bum. Then I decided I liked all this attention, his obvious like of my body.

"OK," I said, and turned around front, only casually trying to block his view of my glistening bunny hole. He kept photoing away.

"One more time," he said, making a little circle with his hand. I went halfway, my hands in front of me so he got a clear view of my bare ass. More photos. "Can you spread your legs a little?" I did. "Now bend over." I hesitated, but what the hell. It was at this point I began to wonder what he liked. I bent over until I could touch my fingertips and he murmured his approval. Spread like this, he had a good view of my asshole and a kind of obscured view of my juicy little cunt. "All right, there you go." I figured he wanted the asshole more so I spread my cheeks with my two hands. "Whoa, wow!" I came upright. More photos of the back of me. I did have a nice ass. Lots of hip thrusts and other related gym stuff. "Thanks for that." I turned back around to the front. I kept my hands in front of me and he didn't object. Another hint of what he really wanted.

"OK, I'm not going to keep you the whole two hours."

"Good."

"But, I do have one more thing in mind for you." Silence. Then I tilted my head at him like asking what that thing might be.

"What?"

"I want you to go upstairs."

"Upstairs? Why?"

"I just want to enjoy having you here some more." And I wanted to tweak my boyfriend some more.

"OK," I said, and walked into the living room, still naked, of course, and without my clothes. He showed me the stairs and I went up ahead of him. He photoed me all the way, getting more shots of my bum and a better view of my girlhood from below. We went to his bedroom. We were alone in the house.

"OK, Bella, please just lie down on the bed on your tummy."

"Lie down on my tummy. What are you going to do to me?"

"Don't worry. You trust me, don't you?"

"With me naked in your bedroom. Right."

"I'm not going to hurt you. And someone could come home at any minute so what can I really do?" This was the perfect scenario to get back at Dan, my boyfriend, and I was curious. And horny.

"I'm not going to take you into my vagina, get that straight." I wouldn't fuck anybody that way unless we were really lovers.

"OK. Fine. Now please just lay in the middle of the bed on your tummy." He threw the covers all the way back so there was just the white fitted sheet on the bed. I lay down on my tummy. He went to the desk, opened a drawer and pulled out something I really couldn't see. He came back to the bed and sat next to me at about my ass level. Then I saw he had some rope in his hand. I think I could have cum right there, if I tried.

"What the hell is that for?"

"Relax. I just want to tie your hands behind your back."

"Why? What are you going to do?"

"I just want to take some pictures of you tied up on my bed." Actually, my naked brown body on the white sheets might make a nice shot.

"Remember, I said no fucking me." I did want it. Just not from him.

"OK, OK, I'm not going to try and fuck you." I wondered how crazy I was for letting this guy tie me up naked but, the truth is, I liked being tied up. Especially like this, where there was truly an element of danger. I couldn't have fought me off even if my hands weren't tied behind me.

"OK," I said he could do it.

"Put your hands behind your back and I'll tie you."

And he did it right, doubling the rope over, crossing my wrists one over the other, tying me tightly. There was no way I could get loose if he didn't untie me. I breathed out hard and, laying there on my chest, felt every breath after that. He started with the pictures again. I knew what he was going to do after that. And I was OK with it. What a final dagger in my boyfriend for putting me here. I was horny as hell. I wasn't going to have to take it in my cunt, reserved for boyfriends. I wanted to experience taking it in my bum. I was tied up so I couldn't resist even if it hurt, which I knew it would. And what choice did I have now.

"You're an awesome sport, Bell. Now I want you to let me do one more thing, then I'll let you go." He started to undress. He got to his briefs.

"Wait. Do you have a video camera? The kind you can record on and make a computer file?

"Yes."

"Good. Go get it and set it up."

"Good!" He rummaged in a closet and came out with the camera and set it up next to the bed. "Are you ready?" I said yes, because he was ready with some lube. I was going to need that bad. I wasn't an asshole virgin, but this was only the second time. Girls Steve had dated said he had a small dick so I figured it wouldn't be too bad. He slipped off his briefs. I saw he did indeed have a small dick. He started the camera. I started to talk to it.

"OK, Dan. I want you to watch. Carefully and closely. And just what you get from offering up your girlfriend like that. Absurd, buddy. Just absurd. And I just lay there for ten seconds and let him get a look at what he was giving up. I just smiled at the camera. Then I looked at Steve.

"You can do whatever you want to me. I don't think Dan will mind." Couldn't wait to hear that on camera. I looked at Steve sitting down on the bed beside me opposite the camera. That way people watching could see what he was doing to me. He had donned a glove and had opened a tube of lube.

"Now just relax." Sure.

"I'm relaxed," I said, smiling for the audience to be watching the video. He folded up a towel and put it under my clit. That way I could stimulate myself while he was fucking me. I felt his finger at my bum hole, cool with the lube. He gently stroked the area outside of me.

"Good." Softly he inserted the first joint of one finger. I cringed just a bit and he did it again and again, just sticking the tip of his finger in there. Then he re-lubed his finger and inserted just a bit more of it up me. I tried to resist and then a little more and soon he had his whole middle finger up me. It didn't really hurt, but it felt really weird and I can't really describe it.

"Okay." This time it was a statement. I could feel him again at my bum and feel the lube. I felt him slowly entering me with two fingers. This time I could feel myself being spread apart some. He moved the fingers in and out maybe just halfway and then further in and out. I was beginning to get a bit of a feeling of what it was like to be fucked in the ass. I started to move my hips against my clit towel a bit like I was on top of a guy. I could actually maybe see how you could cum that way. And by the time he stopped I swear I was halfway there. I could feel a stretching, but it didn't really hurt, it just felt uncomfortable.

He got off the bed and stood there. I could tell he was lubing his dick, by now fully erect, albeit not particularly large. Good, for once. Then he came to me, his hands on the bed by my shoulders, on either side. His body was directly above me, positioned so the head of his dick was just below my asshole. I looked directly at the camera and smiled. At this moment I felt a real closeness to him. Knowing he was about to do me in the ass. At the last moment he moved my hands, still tightly tied together, up my back a little. Then when I was mounted his pot belly would lie in the small of my back. He leaned into me and I could feel the head of his cock at the entrance to my asshole. My heart was racing. He took a deep breath, telling me it was about to happen, and firmly pushed his hips forward.

"No, no, please!" I cried out as I felt the head of his dick try to enter me. He knew he was hurting me, but he didn't stop. Getting the head in past my stricture was the hardest part. Well lubed, my asshole widened enough after a few painful tries and his dick head pushed into me. Finally the head slipped inside and I stopped trembling underneath him as my body began to accept his shaft. He apparently couldn't believe how tight my asshole was and pushed harder but finally he was in.

"Is it hurting you?"

"No, no" I lied, doing the best I could take all of it that I could.

"I can't believe how tight you are, Bell. You've got the best ass I've ever put my cock in." I was glad to hear it. I bit down on my lower lip against the pain. He could tell I was trying to please him and took it as a sign that he could start fucking me harder. He was intent on making me take every inch. Fortunately there weren't that many inches.

"Not so hard!" I pleaded and he did it a little slower. I could feel my whole body tensing up underneath him and my tight little butt clenching onto him. As he did it more and more easily I started to relax a little. Bit by bit I tried to get into a rhythm with him. He began pulling back on my hips each time he thrust to push my bum against him. I began to work my bum to push myself back to meet each of his thrusts. This went on for a couple of minutes. When the pain first started I had lost the initial excitement I had felt when he was tying me up and preparing to fuck me. Now, with each thrust he pushed my body down against the bed. I found I could rub my pussy against the pillow under me. I started getting hotter and hotter. I began to moan softly with each thrust. I closed my eyes. I just tried to enjoy getting fucked, even if it was in my bum.

After another minute he started moving his hips in circles. This way it hurt me less but I could tell he was getting a lot of pleasure out of it. I knew if I kept trying I could make myself cum and as I slowly got closer and closer. Then he started to cum and he thrust myself into me harder several times. Then one last time and suddenly he was there and he held himself completely inside my bum as he came. I got just the clit stimulation I needed from being the only one who moved. I just screwed my eyes shut and oh my God with a capital G. I'm just about there and that was the last thing I remembered.

My body exploded and I could just fucking scream and I probably did. I just kind of disappeared. I don't know how long for except I could keep cumming long after he did. I just kind of got lost getting done like this. And then after a while I could feel him start pumping my ass. And I could feel his whole dick in there like it belonged there. And he somehow got off again and kept at it for what seemed like forever. Now I know what it means to have your brains fucked out.

I kind of slowly started to come back down. Slowly I get more aware of what's happening. First there's just me and my cunt and my body. I remember moaning softly. Then little by little there's the room and the bed and I'm tied up. He's on top of me and his dick is up my ass. I can feel my breath still coming hard. A little bit more and then I come back to the world. I'm no longer alone and I know where I am. And then it's quiet and I can feel him in my ass. And I can feel pain in my bum because I've been fucked in the ass. Finally he spoke.

"I knew there was always something I liked about you, Bella."

"Yup?"

"Yup."

"You're such a good friend. Unlike my boyfriend."

"Yeh."

"OK, I think you can untie me now, Steve."

"No, not quite yet."

"Why not?" And he started pumping me again and put his hand on the back of my neck.

"I want to enjoy you a little bit longer, while you're still tied up." And he started to, going in and out. Rolling me over on top of him with him still in my bum and fucking me some more.

"Stop it, stop it. You've had me enough." But he didn't stop and kept fucking me for another five minutes. Finally he stopped and pulled out and it hurt me. Then he got out from underneath. He left me still tied up on my back, lying there buck naked. He left the room and after a while I heard voices downstairs. The two people were coming up the stairs and it was his brother Eddie, my age, eighteen. I was still lying there buck naked, on my back, my hands tied. At least they had my clothes.

"What are you doing, Steve?" I almost screamed.

"I'm going to leave you tied for a while. You and Eddie can get acquainted."