Super Bowl Sex Game: Ready To Play?

It’s that special Sunday of the year, time for a Super Bowl sex game!

Okay, if I’m being honest, I don’t follow football much.  I am definitely more of a hockey girl.  But once a year, I’m all for a good party, a ton of beer, some snacks, and a very important football game.  And of course the halftime show!  Every year, my neighbors have a Super Bowl party.  They invite the whole building.  And it’s definitely a good time.  Last year was the first year we had a Super Bowl sex game though.  And it certainly got wild.  So I had my fingers crossed I’d get the invite to the party again this year!

I was walking down the hall with the new girl next door when we bumped into the guy who lives in Apartment 5.  He lives with his super hot girlfriend, a very voluptuous dark-haired cutie.  And I’ve heard the two of them have some very wild sex!  Let’s just say she’s not very quiet.  As if I’m one to judge.  As soon as he asked what we were doing for the Super Bowl, I got a huge smile on my face.  He winked at me as the new girl looked between the two of us.  She had no idea what she was getting herself into when she said she’d come.  I knew this year’s Super Bowl sex game was going to be even better than the year before.

When we got back to my apartment, her curiosity was piqued.

Immediately, she asked me what the look was for which I exchanged with my neighbor.  She doesn’t really follow football either.  So she couldn’t understand why I was so excited to go to a party revolving around a sport I didn’t know much about.  So I explained the Super Bowl sex game.

The rules are pretty simple.  You pick the team you want to win.  And when that team scores, the fans of the other team perform any kind of sexual act they want on you.  Obviously, last year I was rooting for San Francisco.  Each time they scored a touchdown, one of my neighbors cheering on the opposing team either sucked on my tits, fingered my wet pussy, or got down on their knees and tongue fucked my delicious cunt.  Lucky for me, my building is full of hotties!

It doesn’t matter if you’re a guy or a girl, you know when the other team does well, you best please one of their fans!  I still get off thinking about how hard I was fingered by my neighbor’s sexy girlfriend.  She was knuckles deep inside of me.  And I was just looking down at her bare breasts bouncing with each thrust.  Kansas City had gotten an interception right before San Francisco pulled ahead.  So naturally, I’d motor-boated those gorgeous tits.  She didn’t bother to put her top back on.

This year, I wanted to step up the Super Bowl sex game!

I was determined to get a good fucking by the fourth quarter.  Of course, I love the foreplay.  But all I could picture was being bent over the couch, watching my other neighbors fuck each other while I got the pounding of a lifetime.  Our Super Bowl sex game was a little too tame last year.  This year, some hardcore fucking needed to be on the table.  Maybe a fumble could mean anal.

“Hey,” the new neighbor interrupted my thoughts.  “You were a high school cheerleader, right?”  I nodded my head, wondering why she was asking.  “Do you still have your uniform?  Because I have mine.  Maybe we could dress the part?”

Giggling, I ran to my closet and pulled out my old cheerleading uniform.  The only thing that had changed for me since high school was that my boobs got a little bigger.  So when I pulled on the skirt and tight sweater, it fit perfectly.

“God, you look hot,” she murmured as she stepped a little closer to me.  “Maybe you can give me a little preview of how this Super Bowl sex game works?”  As she said that, she slid her hand up my short little skirt and tugged at my panties.

“I think we just got a touchdown,” I said, lifting my top up and letting her suck my nipple into her mouth.

It’s almost game time.  Which team are you rooting for?  Let’s have a Super Bowl sex game of our own!

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