Super Bowl

My husband said it was a bad idea. I thought it was genius. We live less than ten minutes from the stadium and we have a spare bedroom and bath... Why not rent it out for the big weekend? He said we would probably end up with someone weird or creepy who would kill us, rob us blind, or at least trash the house. Well... the house got trashed before by members of his family who were definitely not paying guests, so, honestly, I was not worried about that at all. But being the good wife and nice girl that I am, I didn't say anything and let it drop.

Except that I kept thinking about it. I mean, it makes sense: Hotels overcharge and book up quickly for such a big event, I might help someone out and make some cash, tax free, for myself, all at the same time. Everybody wins, right?

When it turned out that my husband was going to have to work on that weekend, I made my decision: I would do it, and behind my husband's back. I figured I would buy him something nice too from the money I would make to ease my guilty conscience.

I put an ad online: "Small (Queen) bedroom and private bathroom in private residence available for rent for Super Bowl weekend. Must apply via email and interview via skype. Rate is negotiable."

Well! The following days were a flurry of assorted scariness, indecent proposals and rudeness, all sorts of "offers" flooding in. After a lot of skyping I grew discouraged and was starting to wonder if hubby was right after all. Since I was going to be alone in the house with these strangers I wanted to be sure that I would be safe, and none of my candidates gave me that feeling. I got to the point where I was ready to abandon the whole idea.

Two days before the game, though, I skyped with a very nice couple from California, Cathy and Tom. They were about 15 years older than me, and had just managed to get tickets for the game. They wanted to drive through the night and arrive on Sunday morning, go straight to the stadium and tailgate, then spend Sunday night here at the house. We had a very lively and amiable chat during which I instantly felt comfortable with them, and I decided, you know what... Let's just do it.

Suddenly, though, I got really nervous.. What had I done! In order to calm my self down I spent the rest of that day and the next day cleaning my house and shopping for groceries. A text message came through late Saturday night informing me that Cathy and Tom were just now leaving their home in Northern California. While they drove, I slept, or tried to sleep, still hoping that they would not turn out to be blackmailers or kidnappers or crazy axe murderers!

Cathy and Tom arrived mid morning, and to my very great relief they were warm and friendly people, perfectly normal and just glad to have found accommodation at short notice. They dropped their overnight bags in the spare room and freshened up, and gave me the agreed upon amount in cash, before leaving for the stadium and leaving me to dream about all the things I could afford to buy now!

Since I didn't want to give them a key I stayed up and waited for them to return, and it was very late when they finally came dragging in. Clearly it had been an enjoyable time for them and their favorite team even won the trophy, they were in a near euphoric mood... as well as slightly inebriated! They made some excuse about "long day" and "no sleep last night" and disappeared into their bedroom. I was about ready for bed myself, went and brushed my teeth, and crawled under the covers.

Some time later, something woke me up. I'm usually a sound sleeper but man, there was some serious ruckus coming from next door... It only took me a minute to realize what was going on: My houseguests were enjoying a romp in my spare room! I lay still and listened for a while... I could hear Tom saying something and Cathy responding with a moan, the bed was creaking, some wheezing and some grunting... I imagined what they would look like, Tom with his salt and pepper hair and hairy arms probably had a hairy chest, he was tall and athletic... Cathy was voluptuous like me, but shorter, and with tits bigger than mine and brown, curly hair... I imagined them fucking, their sweaty bodies colliding, living out the day's excitement on each other, fueled by alcohol... When I closed my eyes I could see in my mind how Tom might be on top of Cathy, her legs wide open, receiving him, her nails scratching down his back in ecstasy... Or maybe she was riding on top of him, her head flung back, his hands mauling her tits...

My hands caressed my body as I was imagining these things and before I knew it, I was touching myself. The noises coming from the other room aroused me to no end and my pussy was sopping wet. I held my lips open with one hand and rubbed with the other, circling my clit a few times and then plunging two fingers inside my cunt. Back and forth I would go, driving myself crazy to the point where I was writhing on my bed and panting, oblivious to the world...

I was so engrossed in pleasuring myself that I didn't notice that the noises next door had gone quiet... Until I heard a knock on my bedroom door. It scared me half to death and I stopped dead in my tracks.

"Dee? Is everything alright?" That was Cathy's voice.

Oh God, how embarrassing!!

"Yes, of course... Are you guys alright?"

"Oh, we're fine... I think Tom has fallen asleep though, are you up for a chat?"

"Sure, hang on!" I said, thinking I would meet her in the living room and maybe have a glass of wine.

Instead, she opened my bedroom door and let herself in. She sat on my bed, wearing only an oversized t-shirt, and started to tell me about their day, about the game and the people they met. I noticed she was shivering, it does get cold at night even during Arizona winters, and I invited her to cuddle into the foot end of my blanket, which she gladly did. We ended up talking as if we had known each other for years, quickly moving on to personal topics, and giggling like school girls about the things we had in common. I felt very comfortable with her and didn't mind when she moved in closer and started to brush over my arm.

"You know, Dee," she said, "Can I say something to you?"

"Sure!"

"I think you heard me and Tom go at it earlier, and I think you enjoyed it."

Whoa!!

"Uhm, yes, well, the walls are very thin..." I mumbled, my face turning a very dark shade of red.

She laughed heartily. "You are cute when you're all flustered! I could just kiss you!"

And without even taking another breath, kiss me she did... Fully on my mouth, hard, deliberate... And she rolled on top of me and pinned my arms over my head, and kissed me some more... Our lips mashed together when her tongue drove deep into my mouth, I felt her weight on me, her breasts smooshed against mine, I smelled her scent... The suddenness and force of her assault, if we want to call it that, was intoxicating, and my body reacted to her with a long suppressed desire as well as the interrupted and unfinished lust from earlier..

I kissed her back, hungry. I loved how she dominated me. My arms were still pinned over my head but I was squirming under her, rubbing myself on her body.. She finally sat up and we both got rid of our clothes, now naked, we wrapped our arms and legs around each other and continued kissing, then our mouths wandered and we both placed little licks and bites all over each other, savoring the salty skin, every inch was touched by hands and lips.. moans and sighs from us both, I had never been with a woman but my God, I loved caressing her soft skin, suckling on her enormous tits, playing with her nipples and biting her flesh while she teased my pubic mound and ran her fingers through my wet slit...

We were incredibly aroused and soon found ourselves in a 69 position, Cathy was on top of me and buried her head between my legs while pushing her bottom into my face... She had been with Tom just hours before and her pussy still had traces of their juice cocktail in it... And it was now dripping into my mouth.. Me, Miss always well behaved Dee, was drinking a man's cum out of a woman's cunt!

I was beside myself and licked for all I was worth, I wanted to taste it all, drink it all, I wanted to give Cathy pleasure and do a good job, I wanted to make her cum hard and release more of her juice onto my face... Cathy was giving my clit a relentless tongue lashing and fucked my hole with two fingers, I was so close to cumming and started screaming when she suddenly stopped and flipped us over.. Now she was on the bottom and I was on top, the different angles giving us different sensations as we resumed our licking..

"Oh God Oh God it feels so good..."

"Lick me harder, baby, yeah right there, right there, oh fuck yeah..."

"Fuck, you girls are fucking hot!"

Wait, what..??!

Suddenly there was a second set of hands on me, and while Cathy's tongue was working on my clit there was now a second tongue, licking my ass... Our moaning and carrying on had woken Tom up and he was now joining in the action. His cock was already rock hard and he drove it straight into my dripping pussy from behind, forceful and strong... It felt so fucking good to have his heat inside me, his girth stretching me to capacity. Cathy let up from me and started sucking Tom's balls into her mouth causing him to moan out loud, and then he slowly started to thrust... steadily, deliberately... Cathy resumed her licking on my clit and I came within seconds, screaming my lust out into the room, begging her to stop, collapsing on top of her...

Tom continued his strokes in and out of me, no doubt enjoying the convulsing around his cock... Finally, he slipped out of my limp body and rolled onto his back. Cathy crawled out from under me and climbed on top of him, she rode her husband like a cowgirl on a mechanical bull. I felt exhausted but still the spectacle in front of me aroused me again, I wanted in on the action... Tom's legs dangled off the side of the bed and I asked Cathy to turn around into a reverse cowgirl position, I then knelt on the floor between Tom's legs and licked Cathy's open cunt.. She bounced up and down on her husband's iron rod like a crazy person, shrieked and hollered, telling us she was about to cum... And cum she did, with a great big scream, her body shaking, she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up to kiss me wildly, her tongue all over my face licking her juices off, while my hands mauled her enormous, soft breasts..

She slid off of Tom and lay on her back, her legs open, an invitation... Tom and I both wanted it, we both crawled between her thighs and licked her, she tasted so sweet but tangy, she was delicious and looked beautiful as she was on her way to another orgasm which rolled over her within minutes...

Tom now very seriously needed to cum. He kissed me full force on my lips, I tasted his own mouth as well as Cathy on him.. After all this excitement I was ready for more as well and did not object when he pulled me up on my hands and knees and shoved his dick into me again. His thrusts were hard and fast, he was not concerned about my pleasure but only his own, he was growling and fucking me hard, my tits were swinging under me and I could hardly steady myself... A few minutes was all he needed before he shot his release deep into me, muttering obscenities, and I could feel his cock sputtering and jerking as long ribbons of hot lava were deposited inside my cunt..

This left me hot and bothered.. Cathy saw my need and threw me on my back, she swiftly positioned herself between my legs and ate her husband's cum out of my now sore pussy... Tom, meanwhile, knelt next to my head and had me lick his cock clean. Cathy knew exactly what I needed now, a soft tongue, some licking, her hair tickling my thighs and her fingers once again fucking my hole.. Once Tom felt he was cleaned up enough he joined his wife, together they pampered me, two tongues, four hands, all over me, stimulation overload, they worked me into the most wonderful orgasm I have ever had.

I pulled them up to me, and gratefully licked their faces.. We kissed each other goodnight and fell asleep, right there in the bed I usually share with my husband..

They had to leave mid morning. Luckily someone had set an alarm, and while they took their showers I cooked breakfast.. I had wondered how we would look at and talk to each other in the morning but there was no awkwardness at all.. We kissed and hugged, ate breakfast and chatted for a little while.. then kissed and hugged some more, and then they drove off, leaving me sore, but happy.