Stacy's Sexy Super Bowl Party

Stacy didn't know very much about football. She knew about scoring though, and she had been told there would be a lot of scoring going on at this Super Bowl party.

She knocked on the door. She was wearing her long leather boots and a fur lined trench coat. The only things underneath were a black lace bra, that lifted her breasts up very nicely, and a matching black lace thong panty. She was also wearing her smile covered in her favorite bright red lipstick.

A man answered the door. "Hello."

"Hi, I'm Stacy. I was told this party was a great place to score," she said with a wink.

"Well, absolutely," the man answered. He opened the door to let her in. To her surprise and delight it looked like the living room was absolutely crawling with men. There was a football game playing on the big TV and lots of snacks and beer available.

"Awesome! Hi everyone! I'm Stacy." She said as she slipped off her coat. At this point she instantly had the attention of everyone in the room. "I heard this was a good party to score at. Does anyone want to play with my end zone?" All hands (and probably cocks) were raised quickly. "Yay!" Stacy exclaimed, jumping up and down. Her audience quite enjoyed the jumping up and down part. "Do you want to do it in here, or do you have a side room?"

One of the men led her down a hallway into what looked very much like a guest bedroom. "Oh, this is lovely! Are you first?"

"Well, I'm certainly not going to turn down the offer."

"What's your favorite way to do it?" Stacy asked.

"I like to be on top and fuck hard and fast." He replied.

She slid her panties off and sat down on the bed with her legs spread wide. Her pink lips were already visibly swollen with desire. They contrasted with the thigh high boots in the sexiest way imaginable. She took her right hand with her carefully manicured red fingernails and slid her middle finger over the inside of her pussy lips. "Hey look, I'm already wet." She said as she stared him in the eyes while sucking her finger clean. She put her hand back down to her sex and started massaging her clit with her fingers as she moaned. "Mmmmm," that feels good. Now all I need is a big hard cock.

His pants hit the floor and he climbed on the bed on top of her. He eagerly sunk his cock into that wet, ready pussy balls deep before fucking her as hard and quickly as he could. He lasted almost a minute before shooting her full of his cum. He got up and slid his pants back on as she started caressing her pussy again. "Keep em coming?" She asked.

"Absolutely," he replied as he walked out the door.

After a few minutes the next man walked in the door to the sight of her red-nailed fingers caressing her pussy between those boots. "What's your favorite way to do it?" Stacy asked.

"I love it doggy style, so I can hold on to your hips."

She got up on her hands and knees and stuck her ass up in the air. "Do me then," she instructed.

He dropped his pants and climbed onto the bed behind her. He knew he wasn't the best endowed, but this way that didn't even matter. He slid his cock in between her legs and into the warm wet sheath of her pussy. It felt so divine. He took his time. He went slowly at first, letting it build. He looked down at the sight in front of him. She was a beauty, and she knew just what to do with her ass. He slowly gained speed and strength as he gripped her hips. He loved a good slut, and this one was a touchdown. He felt his orgasm coming as he pumped harder. He was slamming his hips against hers when he came hard and fast with a loud grunt. He pulled out as soon as he caught his breath and slid his pants back on. She heard him slip out the door.

As she resumed caressing her pussy, she could feel herself getting close to orgasm. The next man who came through the door didn't even wait to take his pants off or close the door behind him. He just dived his face right into her sweet lips and went to work on her clit. He hadn't heard her cum yet and he wanted everyone in the living room to hear her screams over the game.

She knew how close she was and that it wouldn't take long for her to cum. He was obviously talented at this and brought her to peak with his tongue in under a minute. That is the point where she expected him to back off, but he didn't. He had his arms wrapped around her legs so tight that she couldn't get away. His mouth wasn't moving. She wasn't used to this and didn't quite know what to do. Surely, he noticed she had cum? He had indeed noticed and knew exactly what he was going after. His tongue flicked over her sensitive clit. It was slowly and gently at first, then worked it's way up to a full on assault. She felt it building, so much bigger and stronger than ever before. When it came, she did scream that scream they heard in the living room. She felt it with her whole body, and it took her a moment to come back to herself. "That was amazing." Stacy told him. "I haven't even had a chance to ask you your favorite way yet."

"That was it." He explained. He knew he would have his smell on his beard all night. He loved that. He winked at her then left the room.

She was still spinning a bit from that orgasm when the next man entered the room. Before she could even ask him anything his pants were off and his hands were all over her body. He caressed her breasts, taking time to play with her nipples just right. She was so sensitive right now. It felt like every touch was turned up to full volume. He ran one hand up to caress her neck, and one down to caress her now-throbbing clit. She moaned with pleasure. He laid here back with the pressure of his hand on her neck. He wasn't pressing, but he wasn't not pressing either. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and slid his sizable cock slowly and firmly into her waiting pussy.

She could tell he was big. Way above average big. He was stretching her and hitting all of the spots at once, all with that hand on her neck that made her feel so sexy and, almost, possessed. He slowly moved her up and down his cock as he thrust into her. The way she felt inside was different. He wasn't in a hurry. She felt something building. She knew she was going to cum again, but this time felt different.

He knew he was hitting her g-spot with every single thrust. He could tell by her face that she had never cum that way before, and he was going to keep it up until he made it happen. He watched those red lips open into a beautiful O as he sent her over the top with a nice thrust. This orgasm wasn't a scream, it was a silent full body shudder. Watching her cum was enough for him to let go of the orgasm he was holding onto. After he came into her, he stayed for a bit with his arms wrapped around her. He could tell it was a little more than she had bargained for, even if it was in a good way.

She was sleepy. Happy and sleepy. She whispered into the man's ear "I might need a little nap before I finish with everyone."

"That's okay sweetie," he whispered back. "You just rest. It's not even half time."

He pulled back the covers to tuck her in, thigh high boots and all. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and shut the door quietly behind her after pulling his pants back on. He quite liked this one and hoped to get her number before she left. As she drifted off to sleep, she didn't think she would argue much.