The Big Race

The Big Race
By: Poolsharkgirl (mymach173@aol.com)

The Big Race

It was Friday night and as usual, my husband and I were getting a little drunk and playing a few games of pool. As he usually does, he had talked me into playing strip pool, and we were both down to our underwear. All I had left on was a pair of black lace boyshort panties and a black lace bra, which fastened in the front but was now hanging open. I was trying to make a shot, but keeping his hands off me was more of a chore. He had come up behind me and had his hand inside my bra, caressing my breasts. My nipples were getting very hard and it was difficult to concentrate. I was about to take my shot when he whispered in my ear.

"So baby, aren't you ready to spend some more time with your boyfriend" he whispered?

It caught me off guard and I missed my shot. It has been awhile since he has brought up my summer vacation last year with my old boyfriend, Tom. I had thought that he had been having second thoughts about my being with him, so I didn't want to be the one to bring him up.

Last year, on a dare, he had arranged for me to spend time with an old boyfriend. After 15 years of marriage it was probably the best thing he has ever done for me! At first I thought that it was just fantasy talk. He had gotten me drunk one night and I had playfully told him that I had always regretted not having sex with one of my old flames. It really got him off talking about it and we had some incredible sex that night. I thought that was the end of it, but when he put the plane tickets on the pool table one night I just couldn't believe it. It seems that he had located him on the Internet and had been exchanging emails with him. He was pretending to be me, and used the things I had told him to get things started. I had never really intended to actually ever be with him. I thought it was just for fun. He had challenged me to not only have sex with him, but to have a lot of sex with him! He had even bought me some very naughty outfits to wear just for him. For a while after I got back he would have me put the outfits on and he would make love to me while I told him about the things I did with my ex-boyfriend while wearing it. I didn't believe that he could ever be ok with me having sex with another man, but he actually gets off on it!

Without turning around I grabbed his hand and rubbed it across my breast.

"Why do you ask?" I questioned him. " Are you ready to send me back for more"? I asked smiling.

"Actually I was thinking you could invite him up here" he started. "Tell him you will pay his way and he can come up to see the race next month" he finished.

"Oh really"? I squirmed, feeling his other hand pushing my panties down, allowing his finger to brush against my mound. " What makes you think I can talk him into that"? I asked.

" Oh I'm sure you can convince him"! He whispered, as his finger slipped into my wet slit. " He can stay here the first night and I booked a hotel for the two of you for the rest of the week".

I was getting so wet as his fingers pumped deep inside me. It was getting me so turned on thinking about seeing Tom again and I know he could tell it was getting to me.

" Why do you want him to stay here for the first night"? I managed to ask.

"Because we're going to get him drunk, and then I am going to watch him make love to you"! He blurted out.

"Oh, and what makes you think I will let you watch"? I asked between deep breaths.

"Because you want to fuck him again as bad as I want to watch, so I know you will"! He said confidently.

With that he bent me over and in a quick motion, pushed my legs apart and plunged his hard cock deep inside me. He made several deep slow strokes and again whispered in my ear.

"So is it a deal?" He asked, knowing the answer.

I could feel his cock pulsing inside me as I took him all in.

"Ok, oh, yes", I agreed trying to catch my breath.

We made love for what seemed an eternity that night. When I awoke the next day, I wasn't sure if what I thought happened last night was real or just a drunken dream. I was quickly reminded though when I found the tickets on my dresser with a note from my husband. I opened the note, and all it said was "thanks for a great night"!

I called Tom the next day. He was a little nervous about meeting my husband, but I convinced him that he was the one who bought the tickets. After some prodding he reluctantly agreed to come visit. I told him that unfortunately all hotel rooms were booked before the race, but that I did reserve a room for us for the rest of the week. He again asked if I was sure that the hubby was ok with him staying at our house and I told him everything would be fine.

The weeks went by fast. My husband made good use of the time, getting me drunk on the weekends and making love to me while talking about Tom and I being together.

I did manage to get them to talk to each other prior to his coming up. I don't know what they talked about, but my husband was laughing and they seemed to get along.

At my husband's urging, I had told Tom that my husband and I had an unusual marriage. I lied that although we did have sex occasionally, he was unable to hold an erection very long and our love life was pretty much none existent. I assured him that seeing him was my husband's idea. I told him that since he couldn't satisfy me, he wanted me to be able to get what I needed, but only if it was with some one I knew and cared for. He didn't want me out just screwing around with strangers.

Tom seemed to accept this, and since he was also in a failed marriage, it was a good situation. His wife had been fooling around on him for years. He had confronted her with the fact that he knew, and she didn't care. He said he would leave her, but since his son was 15, he didn't want to leave her till he was out of school. She had threatened to take him to the cleaners if he tried to leave, so he was just biding his time. Although he did tell me that once he was free of her, he would be coming to take me away from my husband for good. I don't know what I'll do when that time comes though. Since I have been seeing him, my feelings for him have grown very strong. I told my husband about my feelings and he said that he knew that it could be a possibility, but he was confident I wouldn't leave him. I just wish I were as sure as he is.

The day of Tom's arrival, my husband had things all set. He had been walking around the house all morning with a huge hard-on. I didn't want to get messy so I relieved him with my hand as I whispered in his ear about what was about to take place. He exploded almost instantly! I told him he better control himself if he expected to be around Tom and I.

I left for the airport and waited for Tom to get off the plane. His plane was right on time and I ran into his arms as soon as he cleared the gate. We were kissing and pawing at each other all the way to the parking garage. I can only imagine what some of the people who saw us were thinking. As we both climbed into my Chevy Blazer, it only took a second before his hands were all over me. His hands were up my shirt and grabbing my breasts before I could even get the key into the ignition. I tried to slow him down but it was no use. I caught him off guard as I opened my door and jumped out of the truck. He gave me a puppy dog look and I closed the door as he was trying to speak. I quickly had his attention again though, as I opened the back door and pulled the seats down, giving us the whole back of the Blazer to spread out. My windows are tinted very dark, and the parking garage lighting kept anyone from being able to see in. He got the hint and practically jumped into the back with me. He pulled off his shirt and began removing his jeans almost instantly. I started to remove my shirt as I saw his stiffening cock spring into view. I had almost forgotten how nice his cock was. My husband's cock suits me just fine, but Tom's cock is just unbelievable in so many different ways! He grabbed the snap on my jeans and nearly broke my zipper tearing it down. He pulled my jeans and panties off in one quick pull. I tried to grab at his cock but he couldn't wait.

"Later", he huffed. As he laid me back, spreading my legs as he did. "I have to have you right now" he begged.

With that he moved between my legs and roughly shoved his stiff cock deep into my hot burning slit. I was already very wet from anticipation. His thrusts were unbelievable, as he pounded me so hard I screamed out. The truck was rocking as he thrust deep inside me over and over again. When I thought I could take no more I dug my nails into his back and pulled him inside me with one last thrust! He exploded his hot wad deep inside me. I could feel him pumping his hot load into places my husband never could. My body twitched as yet another wave rushed through me. I haven't been with him even an hour yet and already he has put me over the edge several times!

He collapsed beside me as we both tried to catch our breaths.

I was finally able to speak. "So I take it you missed me"? I smiled!

"Oh baby, more then you could ever know". He gasped.

We cleaned up and dressed. On the way to the house I tried my hardest to convince him that my husband was "OK" with us being together, and he didn't have anything to worry about.

When we got there my husband met us at the door and greeted us with open arms. I wasn't completely convinced that this was going to work, but he was a perfect gentleman and made Tom feel right at home. He spent most of the time telling Tom about the race the next day and giving him all the details. He talked him into taking me down to the track tonight to walk around and check out all the tailgaters and partying that takes place around the track the night before the race. Because of traffic, my husband planned to drop us off and pick us up later after we had enough. Tom went to use the restroom and get a shower so he could get ready for tonight. When he did I followed my husband up to our room. As soon as we made it into the room he pulled me to him and kissed me deeply.

"Thank you for doing this for me", he whispered.

I unsnapped my jeans and guided his hand between my legs. It was obvious from his expression that he felt Tom's wad still dripping from my pussy.

"Oh no, baby", the pleasure is all mine! I whispered with smile!

With that I also went to take a shower, my husband followed me into the bathroom, wanting to know how we managed to have sex before even making it back to the house! I just kept smiling as I watched his cock straining against his shorts. I allowed him to have a quickie with me before I jumped in the shower. He popped his load so quick, I could tell that my being with Tom was really exciting him!

"So how did it feel to get sloppy seconds" I asked him as he pulled his dripping cock from between my legs?

"That was awesome"! Was all he could manage between breaths!

We met Tom downstairs and left for the track. My husband had thought of everything. He had a bottle of Jack Daniels for Tom and a cooler packed with my favorite beer. I had decided on wearing my blue jeans with a blue button up shirt. I had on a sexy pair of white lace boy short panties (my favorite kind) with a matching white lace bra. I had intentionally left an extra button undone just to see if the boys noticed. From their expressions when I walked out, they did. The traffic getting into the track was heavy and it was all I could do to keep Tom's hands off me on the way there. My husband had insisted on Tom and I riding in the back seat. He let us out at the track and told us he would meet us back at the same spot at around midnight. Tom and I walked around getting drunk and taking in all the sights around the track. There were people partying everywhere you looked. It was very crowed but also very exciting as everyone was pretty much behaving themselves for the most part. Both Tom and I were getting very drunk, both from our own liquor and all the other drinks that some of the partiers forced upon us. We managed to stagger back to where we were meeting my husband and he was there waiting on us.

The ride home started off pretty quiet. Since we were buzzed it was all I could do to keep focused. Tom started kissing me on my neck. At first I tried to stop him but then I noticed my husband had set his mirror so he could watch us, so I decided to play a little bit. I began kissing him back as I wrapped my arms around him. I knew this would be driving my husband crazy, and I just hoped he was still able to drive. Tom was getting braver as his hand slipped inside my shirt and started rubbing my breasts. He had unsnapped my bra and was making my nipples rock hard from his touch. I had just finished working my bra out from under my shirt when we pulled into the driveway. I tossed it on the console as I got out of the truck. I saw my husbands expression as he saw what I did just before he closed his door.

When we got into the house it was kind of awkward. I was standing next to Tom and my husband was standing there looking at us. I wasn't sure what to do next. My husband spoke up first.

"So who's up for a few games of pool?" he suggested?

He looked in my direction. I looked over at Tom to see if he was up for it and he nodded.

" Ok", I said, "I think we are up for a few games".

We started playing and my husband made sure to keep the drinks flowing. Tom was really buzzed and I wasn't far behind. I knew my husband was up to something but I wasn't sure what. He poured another round of drinks and Tom racked the balls so he and I could play. I was down to the eight ball but had a really tough shot to make. My husband seeing his chance spoke up.

"Hey, I'll bet there is know way you will make that" he blurted out.

I looked over at him and smiled. "Oh yea"? I asked. And what if I do?

"Are you willing to put a little wager on it" he dared me!

I realized what he was up to. " I would", I said, "but I don't have any money".

"Hmmm", he thought out loud. "What could we play for"? "How about our shirts he finally blurted out. "Unless Tom would rather you didn't" he asked looking Toms way.

"Hey that's fine with me" Tom smiled. "As long as your ok with it", he stated.

"Your on", I boasted, "I'm not going to miss". "But if I make it, I get both your shirts".

The boys agreed and I proceeded to sink the ball without hesitation, even though I could hardly see the table.

" Ok, guys", I smiled, "let me have those shirts"!

They both shyly took them off and handed the to me. I held them up like a prize!

"Ok, who's next" I asked?

My husband quickly racked the balls and we started a new game. He ran the table and was quickly down to the eight ball.

"Same deal, right" he asked?

"I don't think so," I protested. "We didn't make any deals before the game".

"Oh, come on you chicken", he dared me, "At least you could agree to undo a couple buttons"

"But if you miss, I get your pants" I blurted out!

He shook his head in agreement and then made the shot without effort. He started racking again and looked over at Tom.

"I think you may have to undo them for her", he directed Tom. "I think she's going try to chicken out".

Tom got a big smile on his face.

"I think I can manage", I shot back. "You just worry about racking those balls".

I turned my back and undid all but the last two buttons. As I turned around I could tell that both of them were staring at my chest. I made sure to stand so that even though it was unbuttoned, I wasn't revealing much. I could tell they were both a bit disappointed, but I also knew that as soon as I started playing, they would get an eyeful.

My husband finished racking and motioned to Tom that it was his turn to play me. He made only one ball after the break and then it was my turn. As soon as I bent over to shoot, I could feel my shirt fall open as my breasts were exposed. I noticed Tom staring and I made a point of giving him a good view. I got lucky and quickly cleared the table. Neither Tom nor my husband said much while I was shooting. I think they were both to obsessed on checking out my titties.

As I lined up for the eight ball I looked at Tom and announced, " Hey if I make this you're losing those pants"! I was leaning over giving him a great view as I said it.

He was sitting on a bar stool in the corner watching me. He seemed to be in a trance and simply nodded in agreement. I easily made the shot and walked over to him and smiled.

"I'll be taking these", I giggled, as I reached down and unsnapped his jeans. As I pulled the zipper down he raised up from the stool and allowed me to pull his jeans out from under him. I could hear my husband racking the balls again as I pulled his jeans down and off of his legs. He looked so cute sitting there in just his boxers. I stood between his legs facing him and allowed my hand to drop into his lap. I inched in closer, my hand finding his semi stiff cock as I did. I figured if my husband wanted a show, he was going to get it! I leaned in and kissed him as my hand began groping his cock. He kissed me back as I allowed his tongue to find mine. I could feel him getting extremely hard from my touch. His hand reached up and entered my shirt. My nipple quickly hardened as he teased it between his fingers. What I didn't notice was that he had also unbuttoned the last two buttons on my shirt while I was toying with him. I was enjoying our little show when I heard my husband behind me.

"Ok, enough of that you too", he joked. "Lets play some pool".

I turned towards him and shot him an angry but playful look. When I moved he could easily see Toms stiff cock pushing against his boxers. I could tell that he was pleased with the results of my playing.

As I moved towards the table I suddenly realized that my shirt was now wide open. I tried to reach down to re-button it, but my husband reached over and pushed my hand away. I figured I would just have to leave it that way.

"Ok", my husband began, "since you got Tom's pants, I'm going to have to go after yours".

Before I could protest Tom quickly agreed.

I cleared the table rather quickly but missed with one ball left, other then the eight ball. My husband took advantage of this and was now down to the eight ball. Moving over by Tom, I allowed him to rub my ass while watching my husband shoot. I let my shirt fall open, hoping to catch my husband's attention and distract him. My body stiffened slightly as I saw him easily sink the eight ball.

"Looks like I win", announced my husband as he stood like a warrior who had just won a battle!

I turned to see Tom's expression and he was all smiles.

"I can help you with those", he offered.

With that he pulled me in front of him and unsnapped my jeans. He lingered a bit as he slowly slid my zipper down. I stood there motionless allowing him to slide my jeans down and over my hips. I could tell by his expression that he liked what he saw! His cock, which had softened somewhat during the game, sprang to life again. I could hear my husband racking the balls again but my attention was on Tom's hard cock. As I wiggled out of my jeans, I reached out and lightly toyed with his hard member. As he reached out to put his hands on my waist I quickly stepped back.

"I think we need to play one more game so I can get back at you guys" I protested! "And you need to lose your pants too so it will be even', I demanded of my husband.

"Ok", my husband began. "I guess that is fair.

He undid his jeans and stepped out of them, throwing them into the corner as he did. It was very obvious that his cock was hard as he tried to block it from view. Tom had the same problem as he stood up. I was enjoying the effect I was having on these two and it was my turn to play. I walked up behind Tom, as he was ready to break. Pulling my shirt open and pressing my breasts against his naked back, I reached around and grabbed his cock!

"If you lose, these boxers are mine" I teased.

My husband took up a stool in the far corner to watch us play. Being so drunk and half naked made it very hard for either one of us to concentrate. As the game went back and forth, I kept trying to distract Tom by grabbing at his cock when he would walk past me. He started doing the same, grabbing at my panties and rubbing me as I tried to get past him. As I stood eyeing up one shot he came up behind me, pressing his hard cock against me. I felt his hands on my shoulders as he pulled my shirt down and off my shoulders. I let it fall to the floor without realizing what I had done. I suddenly looked at my husband after he did, and could tell that he liked this new development. After I missed that shot I turned around and faced Tom. He had a big smile on his face as my eyes lost contact with his and he caught me looking at his boxers. He moved closer to me, eyeing up my now naked breasts. His hands rose up and grabbed my breasts as he leaned down to kiss me. I took his tongue in my mouth as we embraced.

I forgot about my husband being in the room with us, as my hands found their way to his waist. I started to ease his boxers down until I felt his cock spring from their constraints. As they fell to the floor I felt one of Tom's hands lower and slip into my panties. His fingers found my clit and he toyed with it as I felt my body tingle in response. Before I knew it he had my panties down and two fingers buried deep inside me, pumping my wet pussy roughly. I had his cock in my hand stroking it in response. This continued for what seemed like forever as he brought me over the edge several times. I was startled when he turned me around and leaned me over the pool table. Leaning over the table allowed him to easily slip his hot cock between my legs. I felt my now wet pussy open as the ead of his sweet cock slipped in. His hands were wrapped around me squeezing my breasts as he pumped his manhood deep inside me. I was rocking my hips in rhythm with his when I noticed my husband who was still sitting in the back corner, his own cock was out and in his hand, pumping it. That put me over the edge as I exploded again and again. Tom pulled out and moved me to the floor. He pushed my legs apart and buried his tongue deep into my wetness. His tongue alternated between my hard clit and my hot pussy, making me arch my back and scream out in pleasure. He then mounted me again, and rammed his thick cock deep inside me almost splitting me in two. I felt him shudder as his hot wad burst deep inside me. I thought that his load would never stop as it oozed down, out around his cock. He pulled out and lay down beside me.

When we regained our senses, I got up, only to find my husband gone, and some pillows and blankets lying by the table. Tom and I snuggled up and fell quickly asleep. And I knew that my husband had his chance to watch what he had been wanting to see!