Start betting on the next game!

You cautiously await Jess' reaction to your statement. You can see the fiery look of passion in Jess' eyes. Jess is standing in front of the TV, looking at you, making sure you want her to do this! You look on, "Come on Jess, there's another game coming on, so hurry up and take it off!"

Jess strikes a seductive pose, bending one leg in front of the other. She crosses her arms in front of her and grabs the hem of the jersey. In one smooth, erotic moment, she lifts her hands upwards, bringing the jersey up and over her head. You watch as the jersey rises up showing more and more flesh, finally exposing the damp patch of finely trimmed curls nestled between her legs. As the fabric is pulled upwards, Jess's tits now come into unobstructed view for everyone to appreciate. Jess' tits are sticking out proud, begging for attention. The large pink circles are engorged and frame her rubbery, dark red nipples perfectly. You hear low groans from everyone in the room as Jess playfully flips the jersey in your direction. Jess slowly spins in place, modeling her naked form for every eye in the room.

"Very nice!" Frank replies as he guzzles the last of his beer. Everyone has since finished theirs also, so you order Jess to be a gracious host and bring more beers for everyone. Jess smiles as she passes by you on her way to the kitchen, "And don't delay, we don't want to wait," you add when she opens the fridge.

As Jess disappears, the guys all look at you, wondering what the hell is going on! You smile back, "Relax, just let things happen, and follow my lead," you whisper to them so that Jess can't hear you! "Great body, huh?" you add. The guys certainly agree.

Jess returns with the five bottles. Jess begins to hand them out, but you tell her to wait, and stand in front of the TV. It's the beginning of the game, and nobody is 'really' interested in it anyway! "Jess, place the bottles on the floor in front of you." Jess complies, eager to get the cold bottles off her tits. Her nipples now drip with the perspiration from the bottles. Time to put on a show you decide! "Jess, I want you to give each of us our bottles one at a time, and show us what you were doing with the bottles earlier!" You didn't think Jess' eyes could get much wider, yet here she stood, completely naked in front of you and your friends, and she was about to use the bottles as dildos for all to see. "Bob's first!"

Jess is into it! You are glad she's really horny and really drunk! Jess picks up the first bottle and wraps her mouth around it. She engulfs the long neck and makes believe she is sucking a cock, the whole time, never taking her eyes off Bob. She snakes her tongue out for everyone to see as she laps at the droplets that have formed on the outside of the bottle. Jess withdraws the bottle from her mouth and drags it across her extended, sensitive nipples. She shivers from the coldness as it makes contact with the overly sensitive buds. Jess then inserts her finger into the bottle, lodging it so it won't come out easily. She lets the bottle slide down between the valley of her tits, across her washboard stomach, past the downy curls, and into the folds of her blood engorged pussy lips. She twirls the bottle to coat the entire neck with her flowing juices. She then 'fingers' at her exposed, hardened clit with the finger that is still inserted in the bottle. Jess closes her eyes momentarily as a tiny orgasm goes through her body. When she opens her eyes, she is elated to see Bob's cock swelling in his pants. She hands him the beer, "Don't drink yet!"

Jess then repeats the same routine for Frank, then Joe, and then you. Everyone now has their beers, and Jess exclaims, "Drink up!"

"Hold on!" You halt everybody! "Yours too!" Everyone watches as Jess pleases herself one more time, cumming, and coating the bottle with her dripping pussy. The guys, including yourself, are amazed as Jess lovingly laps at her own juices off the dripping bottle. Everyone joins in when you announce, "Cheers!"

The game is boring, until you hear Jess, "They ain't gonna make that field goal!" That's when you realize you can push things further.

You get everyone's attention and lay the groundwork. "Okay guys, Jess you too, listen up! Since Jess is in the betting mood, we're going to call out bets throughout the rest of the game. If Jess accepts the bet and loses, she will do whatever the winner wants her to do! But if she wins, the loser has to do whatever she wants him to do!" You look at Jess to get her approval, and she eagerly agrees, thinking that she can turn the tables on everyone. The guys all agree, thinking about what they would want Jess to do!

"It's a deal then! Okay Jess, I bet you they make this field goal! Take it?" You lay the gauntlet down. Jess agrees and everyone watches as the ball is snapped, gets placed on the ground, is kicked, and goes squarely through the uprights! Not wasting any time, you add more rules. "Okay the winner has less than ten seconds to call out his or her command, and the loser has less than ten seconds to begin carrying it out. If you win and wait too long, you lose your claim; and if you lose and wait too long, you 'have' to accept the next bet, while still having to do your original bidding. Understand?" Everyone nods, waiting for your command to Jess. "Okay Jess, since you've teased everybody, you are to give everyone a one minute lap dance."

Jess gets up off the floor, obeying by the rules of the game and starts at the far end of the room with Frank. She boldly walks up to frank, spins around, sticking her ass in his face, and then sits in his lap. She can feel his bulge, and she wiggles her ass pressing downward, forcing it between her cheeks. She continues grinding her hips on the hardening shaft. She then jumps over to Bob and wiggles her tits in front of him before spinning around and grinding her ass down on his boner. She next moves to Joe and lewdly bounces up and down on his crotch as if he were fucking her. When she comes to you, Jess bends over grabbing her ankles and then wiggles her hips in your face. You are tempted to stick out your tongue and push it into the sopping folds of her pussy, but hold back for another bet. She bends down sticking that fine ass on your cock and wiggling it from side to side and up and down. It feels as if she's stroking your cock with her ass. Your minute is up and she jumps up.

"Frank, you make the next bet," you order.

Frank looks at the TV to figure out where they are in the game and decides what his wager should be. "I bet they make a first down on this play."

Jess looks, since it's third down and eight to go for a first down, she accepts the bet. Everyone watches the TV as the quarterback drops back and completes a pass to the tight end. The tight end then scrambles for four more yards, continuing the drive. All the guys cheer! Everyone looks at Frank, waiting for his winner's claim!

Frank already knew what he was going to ask for. Not even a second had passed when he piped up, "Jess, make your way back across the room from guy to guy, sitting on his lap, and letting him feel your tits." You can see each guy's eyes light up with the prospect.

Jess quickly jumps in your lap and you place your hands on her tits, feeling the rock hard pebbles pressing into your palms. You grope and squeeze the melons, always amazed at their firmness. You pinch her nipples, eliciting a moan of appreciation from her as she arches her back, jutting her tits harder into your grip. Joe's next and she grabs his hands and helps him squeeze her tits. She guides his hands directly where she wants them, so that they bring her the pleasure she is seeking. Bob is more interested in her nipples as he concentrates on pinching, twisting, and pulling them away from her arching form. You can see Jess' ass grinding down appreciatively as Bob pulls at her sensitive nubs. Frank smiles as Jess sits on his lap. Frank continues where Bob left off, concentrating on her nipples. Jess' ass is really wiggling now. Apparently she's having another orgasm from all the attention to her overly sensitive nipples. She spends a little longer with Frank, than she did with everyone else, but she finally pulls herself away.

"Bob, it's your turn!"

Bob smiles your way, then looks at the TV, trying to decide what the next bet will be. This time it's third and short. Bob calls out a challenging bet, " I bet they don't make a first down!"

Jess looks at the yardage, and asks you, "Do I have to accept the bet?" You shake your head no. Jess looks at the TV again, not having been watching the game she doesn't know how the teams have been playing! "What the hell, I accept the bet!"

Everyone watches as the quarterback hands the ball off to the fullback. He is hit hard close to the first down marker. Bob yells out thinking he won the bet, but then subdues his cheers as they bring out the markers. Everyone is hanging in anticipation as the markers are stretched and placed down on the ground. The nose of the ball is just past the pole; First down! Everyone in the room says, "Ooooh!"

A period of silence follows, waiting for Jess to place her claim. Jess is ecstatic at having won the bet, and she spends a few moments boasting about it. She has forgotten about the rules, and Bob is waiting nervously for her command. Suddenly Jess realizes that because she won, she gets to have Bob do whatever she wants.

You blurt out, "Ten seconds! Time's up! Jess, you lose your winnings! Joe, your turn!" Jess looks at you with pleading eyes, trying to let you give her, her winning claim. "Sorry! Rules are rules! You took too long! You shouldn't spend so much time bragging!" Jess hangs her head down low in defeat, and awaits Joe's bet.

Joe takes his turn gazing at the game on TV, and finally announces his bet. "I bet the quarterback gets sacked on this play."

Jess figures its a safe bet in her favor, and accepts the bet. Third and long the quarterback fumbles the snap stepping back, falls on the ball and gets sacked! Jess grunts in frustration.

Joe is quick to call out, "Jess, you are to sit facing each guy and let them suck your tits for two minutes. And you have to start with me!" Joe is smiling, looking around the room to gauge everyone's approval. You smile and nod, happy that things are progressing nicely, as Jess makes her way to Joe.

Jess sits in his lap, and Joe immediately engulfs a tit. His other hand begins mauling the unattended, perky flesh. Jess grabs Joe's head and guides him from one tit to the next and back. She begins mewling from the pleasure she is receiving from Joe's mouth. Jess jumps to you next. You can feel Jess grinding against your cock as you feast upon her assets. You scrape your teeth across the flesh, causing Jess to groan. You clamp down on a nipple with your lips, pulling it as far as you can from her breast, constantly flicking the tip with your tongue. Jess is squirming from the sensations. Jess moves to Bob, who sucks hungrily on each nipple, trying to extract milk from her glands. By the time Jess makes it to Frank, she is panting heavily. Frank squeezes both of Jess' tits together, positioning the nipples as close to each other as possible. He then sucks both nipples simultaneously, driving Jess absolutely wild! "Oh my God!" she exclaims as she pulls his head in close to her chest and rocks her hips back and forth on his lap. She finally breaks away, panting, looking around the room, trying to figure out who's making the next bet.

It's your turn, but everyone has finished their beers, and it's time for a refill. "Jess! You're providing great entertainment, but you're getting sloppy as a hostess! We all need more beer!"

Jess hurriedly races to the kitchen, leaving the empty bottles, and returns with new bottles for everyone. The bottles no longer taste the same, but that's okay for now. Jess sips at her beer, knowing that she is already very drunk, but everybody encourages her to finish it off. Always happy to oblige, Jess downs her bottle, then asks, "Who's next?" A slight burp escapes as she covers her mouth.

You chirp in, "I bet they won't score on this snap" The team was inside the five yard line. Jess readily agreed to the bet. The ball was snapped, but flags were thrown everywhere. Illegal motion; five yard penalty! Winning the bet you announce that everyone gets to spend a minute fingering Jess' pussy.

Jess objects, saying that it didn't count! "That's not a legitimate play! Flags were thrown, we have to wait for this play for it to count!"

You disregard her pleas. "Times up! I said 'snap', and they didn't score! You delayed, so you have to accept the next bet! I bet the ball gets snapped!"

"What kind of bet is that?" Jess counters.

"You have to accept it, and, oh my, look at that, the ball got snapped! You lose! Now! In addition to the one minute fingering, there will be another minute of licking! The fingering and licking may be combined if so desired! Do you want to continue arguing, or continue losing bets?" Jess realizes that if she continues arguing it's only going to get worse. She starts moving in your direction, humbly accepting her defeat, but somewhat willing to argue, since she is the one truly benefiting!

You have Jess stand on the seat with her pussy right in front of your face! You moisten your index finger by running it along her slit, which is already coated with her own juices. You insert it to the hilt, bringing out a gasp from Jess as you wiggle it inside the satiny interior of her inner walls. You playfully stroke the digit in and out, occasionally withdrawing to rub it against her clit, driving Jess wild. You replace your finger with your tongue and lap at the juices flowing from her insides. You continue teasing her by flicking your tongue across her clit, causing her to thrash about. The guys call out the two minute buzzer, and Jess carefully steps off the seat, trying to keep her balance on shaky legs. You notice the flushed look on her face, and the fact that her hair is tossed wildly about. You also realize that Jess is in a hurry to get to the next guy, and makes no effort to fix her disheveled appearance. She jumps onto the couch, straddles Joe, and pushes her hips forward, inviting him to start. Joe easily inserts his index finger and starts pumping right away. He increases the tempo at Jess' insistence, and puts his mouth over her pussy at the same time. Jess cries out in bliss and holds Joe's head in place, not letting him get away. Jess starts grinding her hips on his hand, and rubbing her soaked pussy all over his face. Joe's time is up and Jess simply slides over to Bob, telling him to hurry. Bob dives in face first into Jess' pussy, lapping all the fluids dripping out of her pussy. Jess cries out for him to fuck her with his tongue. After a minute of tongue-fucking her, Bob comes up for air, and inserts two fingers into Jess' cunt. Bob pumps his fingers in and out to Jess' bouncing rhythm until his time is out. Jess quickly makes her way to Frank who wastes no time sticking three fingers into Jess, causing her to cry out as she is being stretched. She blurts out that it feels great, and urges him on. Frank quickly dives in and starts nibbling and sucking the hard clit sticking out from under its protective hood. Jess can't take it any longer and has a massive orgasm, flooding Frank's hand with her fluids, and bracing herself against him to keep from falling! Frank continues sucking and pumping, keeping up the unrelenting attack, until his time is up! Jess crawls off of Frank and curls up on the floor in front of the TV to recover!

Frank places the next bet, which Jess accepts, just for the hell of it. She is still reeling from the orgasm, and doesn't even know what Frank really said. When she realizes that Frank lost the bet, she quickly becomes alert and places her command! She wasn't about to let another chance slip away! "Okay Frank! You lose, so strip down to your underwear!"

Everybody hoots and laughs as Frank stands proudly and removes his faded jersey, kicks off his sneakers, undoes his faded jeans and slowly lowers them to the floor! He now stands nearly as naked as Jess, except for his black briefs, which do absolutely nothing to hide his massive erection, tenting downward to the right.

Bob tries hard to find a bet that he can't lose! He finally convinces Jess, who now has come back to animated life since Frank lost a bet, to accept a long shot! Jess loses and Bob takes things to the next level! "Okay Jess! You have to go to each guy and lick or suck their cock through whatever clothing they have on! Two minutes, each guy!"

Jess crawls over to Bob and starts with him. She snakes out her tongue and runs it over the khaki material, leaving a visible trail of saliva from his crotch to his belt. The bulge is very evident as she continues stroking, applying pressure as she moves up and down the shaft. She stops and lets her tongue swirl across the head, making believe she is lapping at some pre-cum. When Bob's time runs out she shifts over to Joe and repeats the process, coating his jeans, making his dick as hard as granite. When she's finished there, she crawls over to you and hungrily tries to devour your cock as she places her entire mouth over the width of the shaft and effectively jerks you off with her mouth. You never knew she was this talented, nor this voracious! She tries to suck the head of your cock into her mouth, even though it is still tucked in your pants. You wish your time hadn't run out as you watch her make her way to Frank. Jess spreads his legs so that she can go right for the cock. Since his cock is tenting his briefs, she engulfs his cock and starts sucking him down her throat, with his briefs on! She gives him a great blowjob for the next minute and a half, and you wonder how in the hell he kept from blowing his load, though you'd never be able to tell by the saliva coated stain on his briefs!

Jess was proud now! She was gaining control of the situation, even though she was losing. She purposefully saved Frank for last, knowing she would have the greatest access with him. She also wanted to find out what Bob and Joe had tucked away also, because their bulges were rather impressive also.

Joe places a stupid bet, and Jess jumps all over it! When she wins, she orders Joe to strip down to his underwear and join Frank. Joe grudgingly obliges. Now Joe is naked except for his pin-striped boxers, which he has to adjust to keep his dick from popping out of the piss hole!

You look at the TV and realize it's seconds away from halftime! "Okay Jess! Good play! We'll continue during the second half. In the meantime we need refills. Also, none of us want to watch the halftime show on TV, so why don't you put one on for us?"

Jess is unsure of what you want her to do, but she fetches the beers anyway. After she hands everyone their beers, she asks, "What did you have in mind?"