Super Bowl 2009

Pittsburgh Steelers vs Arizona Cardinals.

Hi everyone, my name is Amy. This is the story of my night after being invited to my sister's house, who was hosting a Super Bowl party. At first, I wasn't going to go because my husband couldn't make it; he had to work, he's a truck driver. But, after he suggested I go, and my sister kept texting me asking, I decided to go anyway. We had only been married a little over two years, and I hated when my husband would work over the weekends, but money was tight, so he never said no to work.

Anyway, as I drove to her house, I noticed it was snowing and was a little concerned, but thought nothing I'm not used to, this time of the year. When I got there, I was a little surprised at how many cars were in the driveway, but I went inside anyway. I was a little shy at first, but I knew pretty much everyone there.

The only person I had never met before was my sister's brother-in-law. She introduced us, saying, "Amy, this is my brother-in-law, Ronald. Ronald, this is my sister, Amy."

We smiled, said hi to each other, and I sat down next to my sister. We all made small talk and watched the game. During the half-time show, Bruce, my sister's husband, and Ronald went into town to get pizza. I had caught Ronald looking at me a few times during the game, and again on their way out the door, but I didn't say anything nor did anyone catch it. I didn't think much of it at the time. I was texting my husband during the game too, and updating him on the game.

When they returned with the pizza, I helped my sister get paper plates and helped hand them out. Ronald and I made eye contact again, and he smiled when I handed him a plate. I remember thinking he was pretty good looking. After we ate, a few people switched seats, and I ended up between my sister's friend and Ronald on a couch. Ronald seemed to be a little annoyed that I was texting my husband throughout the game, but I didn't care.

I was surprised when Ronald got himself another beer, he brought me one, as well, without even asking. To be honest, I never drink, but he handed it to me and I took it for some reason. As we were drinking, he was scrolling on Facebook, and occasionally, he would show me a meme on his phone. I was surprised when he handed me his phone, and the screen showed 'add new contact', and had my name already in there, just my number was missing. I'm not sure why, but I typed in my number, handed it back to him, and watched him save it.

It was nearing the end of the game, and some of the guests were planning on spending the night because they had drank too much. I said that I better get going, too. I went outside to start my car to let it warm up, and realized it had snowed quite a bit. A few other people came outside to start and warm their vehicles up, as well; then before I knew it, Ronald was brushing the snow off my car for me. I thanked him and went back inside. I waited a few minutes, before saying goodbye to everyone and leaving. My sister lived on a quiet backcountry road, that hadn't been plowed and I only made it a few miles before getting stuck.

I called my sister, and my brother-in-law and Ronald showed up to pull me out. They got me out. After inspecting my car, and finding nothing had happened to it, I was able to continue home. Ronald had decided I could follow him in his pickup to the main highway that he was certain it had been plowed. Sure enough, when we got to the highway, it was plowed. He got out and wished me a safe trip, as I thanked him and my brother-in-law, and started home. I only lived twenty-five minutes away. During my drive home, I heard my phone ding ping a few times, and when I arrived, I checked my messages. I had a few texts from my sister asking if I made it home safely, a few from my husband, and one from a number I didn't have saved.

It read: Amy just making sure you got home safely, Ronald

I replied: I did. thank you

Ronald: I bet your lucky husband was happy to see you when you got home

Me: I'm sure he will be when he gets home

Ronald: what he's not home? You poor thing

Me: I'll be fine I'm home alone all the time

Ronald: I could fix that tonight

Me: oh really? Lol

Ronald: uh huh... Lol

Me: I'm sure you could.

Ronald: so what's you address?

Me: that's a bad idea

Ronald: for who? I think it's a great idea we can get to know each other better.

Me: well for one my husband.

Ronald: I don't even know him, have never met him, how or why would I tell him

Me: honestly we shouldn't even be texting...

Ronald: but we are, and I'm enjoying it, aren't you?

Me: yes but it's still bad

Ronald: it's ok to be a little bad once in awhile

Me: I'm never bad lol

Ronald: then it's about time

Me: I don't know about that

Ronald: when is your husband coming home?

Me: tomorrow afternoon

Ronald: address please I'm in town already.

Me: 360 Manor Rd...

As soon as I sent it, I immediately regretted it... About twenty minutes later, my buzzer rang. I froze. I sat on the couch and didn't move.

Then I got a text that said 'here.'

I didn't reply, then he buzzed again... I don't know why but I buzzed him in.

A few minutes later, he knocked on the door. I answered and he immediately came inside, bringing in his cooler of beer. He gave me another beer, and I told him I never drink, but he handed it to me anyway. I told him to have a seat, and I sat down on the opposite couch from him, flicking through the channels.

We made small talk, and talked about the day and the game. After he had had a few beers, he asked where the bathroom was, and I told him. When he went, he left the door open, and from where I was sitting, I could see him in the mirror. I couldn't help but notice, he looked like he was very well equipped down there.

I think he caught me looking, and when he returned, he sat down next to me. I was just going to get up, when he stopped me, and pulled me onto his lap. I was awkwardly facing away from him, when he put his arms around me, with one hand on my neck, and one hand playing with my hair. He started kissing my neck and worked his way to my ears.

He whispered in my ear, how hot I was, and how he wanted me from the moment he saw me. I was getting really turned on, and he kept whispering, saying how he played with his cock on the way over, thinking about me, and how hard it made him. Then he asked me if I could feel his cock through his jeans. And to be honest, I could, but I couldn't say anything. I just ground my ass on him a little more. He turned my head and started kissing my lips and pushing his tongue in my mouth. I tried to resist him, but I was really turned on. We made out for a solid twenty minutes, with his hands all over my body.

He started undressing me, and before I knew it, I was in only my bra and panties. He pulled out my boobs from my bra and played with my nipples, making them even harder than they already were. I was still facing away from him, as he spread my legs, and started running his hands on my inner thighs, close to my panties. Every time he did, he kept getting closer and closer. I started rocking my hips, trying to get his fingers to touch my panties. And when he finally did, I think he was surprised at how soaked they were. He was rubbing my pussy through my panties.

As he was rubbing my wet pussy, my phone started vibrating. I tried reaching for it, but he held me back, and asked me what I thought I was doing.

I said, "Check my phone."

He asked who I thought it would be.

I told him, "My husband."

And with that, he pulled my soaked panties to the side, and rubbed my pussy really hard, and whispered, "And what would you tell him you are doing? Huh? Would you tell him another man is playing with your married pussy? Would you tell him how wet you are for another man?"

I didn't know what to say, so I didn't answer him. He just kept rubbing my pussy harder and harder, until finally, he put two fingers inside me, and was fingerfucking me really hard. After a few minutes, he inserted a third finger, really filling me up, and started pulling my hair.

My phone didn't stop vibrating because my husband was calling me. He calls every night when he goes to bed.

To my surprise, Ronald grabbed my phone and held it against my sore clit, while fingering me, and whispered in my ear, "See, even your husband is helping, and wants you to cum."

I couldn't help it, but I came so hard I my entire body was shaking. After about a minute or so I my phone was vibrating again, and to my surprise, he hit the green button to answer the call, and handed me the phone.

I answered, "Hello?"

"Babe, are you okay? I've been trying to call you to say goodnight."

"Yes, sorry my phone was on silent and I didn't notice."

"What were you doing?"

"Just watching TV."

"Okay, how was your day? Sorry I missed it."

"It was okay, it was fine. I'm pretty tired and think I'm gonna go to bed now anyway."

"Okay, sounds good to me, too. Have a good night, and I love you."

"Goodnight. I love you, too."

While I was on the phone, Ronald had pulled his cock out, and was slowly stroking himself. I reached over and started helping him, while I kissed him; eventually, my hands replaced his, and he just sat back and rocked his hips with my movements. His cock was really big and rock hard. I kept stroking him, and he just put his head back and closed his eyes; he was rocking his hips hard against my movements, almost like fucking my hands.

I started kissing his ears and whispered, "Did that turn you on, while I was on the phone with my husband? Knowing you had just made his horny wife cum."

He seemed to like this, as he was moaning louder, and nodded his head yes.

I continued, "I can feel how hard this is making you, your cock is so big and hard. Have you ever had a married pussy before?"

He said no, but that he had wanted mine all day already. He made me stop, as he got up and said he didn't want to cum yet. He made me get on the couch on all fours and started eating me out from behind. He was really good at this, and would massage my clit, while his tongue worked its magic. He kept telling me to stick up my ass more, and eventually, he pushed my head down into the couch pillows and lifted my ass up as high as he could.

He slapped my ass really hard a few times, and what he did next shocked me-- he moved his tongue from my pussy to my asshole-- something that I had never experienced before, but oh my god, did I love it! I reached back with my left hand, ran my fingers through his hair, and pulled his face in harder. I was grinding my ass on his face, while rubbing myself with my right hand. He noticed and started playing with my pussy, and inserted two fingers, while continuing to tongue my asshole. I couldn't help myself, as my body started building up to another orgasm. I once again started shaking, while I came for the second time that day.

When my orgasm settled down, he picked me up over his shoulders, and carried me into our bedroom, tossing me onto the bed. He spread my legs as wide as they would go, and started rubbing the tip of his cock all over my pussy.

I was so wet, he got his cock all slick and said, "This is gonna be good lube."

I told him to put it in me already.

He asked me, "Put what in you already? Say it. Tell me, beg me."

I said, "Put your cock in my pussy already!"

He smacked his cock on my clit really hard, and whispered in my ear, "Is that how you ask?"

I said, "Please fuck me with your big cock, fuck my wet married pussy."

And with that, he pushed himself in all the way, I could feel how he was stretching out my pussy and it felt amazing.

He pulled completely out of me, and said, "You want my cock back in? Beg me for it."

I said, "Please put your big cock back in my pussy, and stretch out my pussy."

That's all it took for him to shove it back in, and he started fucking me really hard and fast. This lasted for about ten minutes, before he said he wanted me doggie style, and got me into position. I stuck out my ass as far as I could. He slapped it a few times, before slamming into me really hard. Grabbing my hips, his balls where slapping against my clit, and he fucked me like I had never been fucked before.

All of a sudden, he started slowing down and would almost pull all the way out, and then push back in and hold it in place. This was driving me crazy, and he kept saying what a beautiful ass I had,

And all I could say was, "Yeah? You like that?"

He started pressing his thumb on my asshole, and slowly pushed it in. I was in heaven, I felt so completely full. This was also something completely new to me, but I loved it. He kept telling me how hot I was, and that I was gonna make him cum. He eventually pulled out both his thumb from my ass and his cock from my pussy; he was exhausted and sweating like crazy, and just collapsed on the bed. I lay beside him and made out with him for a few minutes, while gently running my fingernails on his balls. I ended up sitting on him, with his cock against my asscheeks, slowly grinding against him, and finally lifting myself high enough, lining my pussy up with his cock, and slowly sitting down on it. It felt like I could feel it in my stomach, as I started riding him. His hands were on my ass, and he started fucking me really hard again.

While I was slamming myself down on him, he started to say he was gonna cum, so I rode him harder, until he started grunting. I felt his cock pulsating in my pussy, and felt him shooting his cum deep inside me. We lay naked in each other's arms, until we both fell asleep.

I woke up when the sun came up, and he was gone. I lay there, thinking about what had happened, and couldn't help but touch my pussy, which still had his cum dripping out of it. I lay there rubbing my pussy, until I had to get up. I showered, and went to work.

To this day, neither my husband nor my sister have a clue. I plan on keeping it that way.