Sold at the Games

by Sierra Sparks

  “Uhn!” I gasped. “It’s like fucking a flagpole. Big man, you fill me.”

  “How about this?” asked Theo.

  Theo slid in from behind and it was great. A perfect topper to a giant cock, another cock in my back door.

  “Fuck me, Theo!” I begged. “Fuck my tight hole!”

  “Oh, my, yes!” he strained. “So tight. I’m coming I can’t stop it, I’m coming.”

  I could feel Theo’s load pump into me. It caused me to orgasm again. It was hot and warm. It made me feel warm inside.

  “Sorry,” gasped Theo.

  “No, don’t apologize,” I assured him. “It’s a compliment.”

  “Give me just a few minutes and I’ll be ready again,” he assured.

  Franklin was now giving it to me, up and down. I was bouncing on his rod like I was on a bucking bronco ride. It was difficult to keep Miles in my mouth, I was moving so much. I put each of Miles’ balls in my mouth one at a time.

  “So good,” I whispered. “So good.”

  “Yeah!” said Miles. “Just like that. Lick my balls!”

  “Two of you,” I said, panting. “Two of you in my pussy, please!”

  I gently pulled off of Franklin. He was coated in that manly sweat again. I licked his chest just to taste it. It was delicious. Theo came back to the bed. He was rock hard again.

  “Damn, Theo,” said Franklin impressed. “You’re ready again? Are you taking something?”

  “No, I’m just extremely horny,” he assured.

  Miles slid underneath me and I was sliding up and down on him reverse cowgirl style. Theo straddled the two of us and prepared to make entry.

  “Are you ready?” Theo asked. “I don’t want to tear anything.”

  I prepared myself both physically and mentally and raised up a little bit on Miles.

  “Yes,” I said. “Do it.”

  Theo stuck his cock inside me above Miles. Now both of them were grinding my little pussy. It was even bigger than when Franklin was in there. I was sucking on Franklin’s cock while moaning and choking.

  “Oh, God!” I gagged. “Feels so good! God! Yes! Don’t stop!”

  They were like a machine going in and out of me, ravaging my poor pussy. I started coming so hard and I couldn’t stop. I was shaking and vibrating, as I traveled to another whole level of sexual ecstasy. Theo came to the brink and then stopped.

  “I need to slow down,” he said, slowly pulling out.

  “Let me get some of that,” said Franklin in anticipation.

  Franklin stepped up on the bed and I thought the entire thing was going to collapse. This was going to be a feat if we could pull it off. Franklin slipped on his condom, as the others had and straddled us to get inside.

  “Are you ready for this?” he asked.

  “Ready,” said Miles.

  “Ready,” I said. “Give me that big cock!”

  Franklin started to push in, slipped and nearly went up my ass. He backed off and tried again. I could feel my tight little pussy being stretched to the limit again.

  “Oh, God!” I squeaked. “Oh, God! OH, MY GOD!”

  I saw stars and I literally thought I would pass out from the experience.

  “Uuuhhhhh! Uhhhh! So tight!” gasped Franklin.

  “I can’t hold it!” said Miles. “I’m ready to cum!”

  “Fuck me just a little more!” I begged. “I want to feel you both fucking me!”

  Miles was a trooper and managed to hold back. It was amazing feeling both cocks in my pussy. Wave after wave of orgasms of an intensity I’ve never experienced before. Theo moved in front of me and I pulled off his condom and started sucking his dick.

  “Everyone, cum for me!” I ordered. “Cum for your Belinda! I need everyone inside me!”

  A few seconds later they did just that. They were moaning and straining. I could taste Theo’s white hot cum as it hit the back of my throat. I felt Miles and Franklin’s dicks pumping and throbbing. Their sperm quickly filled up the condoms and squirted back out of me, unable to fill any more space inside. I could feel the warm hot spunk on my thighs as I shuddered again and again.

  “Fuck yeah! Yes!” said Franklin. “Holy shit!”

  “Uhhhh!” Miles moaned. “So good. So good…”

  “Mmm, Theo,” I said. “I love your cum. It tasted perfect. I want to suck it all out of you.”

  I did just that. He shudder several times as I kept sucking him.

  “Hell, yes. Thank you,” he gasped.

  We fell down on the bed, completely spent. It was like being in paradise. The post-coital glow was glorious.

  “I could go again,” offered Theo.

  “Shut up, Theo,” I kidded out of breath.

  “I was kidding,” he said. “I don’t think I could sit up right now.”

  “Any thoughts of where we’re going to live after getting married?” I asked. “You know we can’t legally get married, right?”

  “Right,” said, Franklin. “But I figured we’ll have some kind of party or reception. That way the families can know and we won’t have a mix up like at the hotel.”

  “Did you talk to Arianna?” I asked.

  “Not yet, but we’ll talk to her soon,” assured Theo. “I’m sure she’ll come around. She wants me to be happy.”

  “Are you?” I asked.

  “Very much so, thanks,” he smiled.

  “I’d like a place on the lake or some kind of body of water,” suggested Miles. “It would be nice to go for a swim in the morning.”

  “How about a pool?” I suggested.

  “It would have to be big then,” said Miles. “I want to do laps. You know, to stay in shape. I’m going to need to stay in shape to keep up with this.”

  We all laughed. It was true, however, this kind of sex was exhausting. Not for the faint of heart. I would definitely have to stay in shape to keep pleasing three men.

  “You know with all the money we’ll save living together, we can basically afford almost anywhere in the area,” said Franklin. “Maybe we could have something custom made.”

  “Ooo, design our own rooms? That would be great,” noted Theo. “I love those home design shows.”

  “I love those too,” I exclaimed.

  Miles and Franklin moaned a little.

  “Well, you two don’t have to watch them,” I laughed.

  “Do you think the rest of your family will accept this?” asked Miles to Theo.

  “Yeah, sure. Yours?”

  “Don’t see how it’s any of their business, but yeah. Franklin?”

  “Most of my family is gone,” he explained. “You’re my family now.”

  “Aw, that’s so sweet,” said Belinda. “I’m glad we can be your family. Anything you need Franklin, we’ll be there.”

  “You got any whiskey in this place?” asked Franklin.

  “No,” I said sadly. “Just cooking sherry.”

  “Note to self, let’s have a fully stocked bar in the new house,” said Franklin.

  “I think we could all agree to that,” said Miles. “Speaking of which, ya know, we still have the hotel booked…”

  “My little bed does seem a little crowded,” I admitted. “Well, let’s get changed and go back. Maybe we can still get dinner.”

  “You’re not worried about being confronted now?” asked Theo.

  “Nah,” I dismissed. “Plus now I’m starving. Let me pop in the shower and get changed.”

  “I’ll call the hotel,” said Franklin picking up his phone. “Maybe they have a late reservation they can save us.”

  “We’re practically newlyweds,” noted Theo. “See what kind of champagne they have.”

  We got cleaned up and went back to the hotel. I was wearing the ring of my men. It was a symbol of our love and a symbol of how nothing would ever make me feel lonely again. From this moment forward, we were one and I would never feel lonely again.

  Epilogue – Theo

  It was time to clear the air with my si
ster, so I asked her to meet us for lunch at the hotel. She was reluctant to come at first, but I assured her all would be explained. Belinda and I met her first, while Franklin and Miles hung back until I could properly explain things.

  “Arianna,” I started. “Belinda and I are in a relationship, but it’s a little different. I hope you’ll keep an open mind.”

  “I don’t understand how you can be in a relationship with her and then another guy gets to kiss her,” said Arianna. “Why doesn’t she explain that?”

  “Please, Arianna,” said Belinda. “Give me a chance.”

  “I am in love with Belinda, but so is that other man you saw. His name is Miles. Miles, Franklin and I are all in a relationship with Belinda,” explained Theo. “The three of us are her husbands, essentially.”

  “Wait a minute,” said Arianna. “You mean that you’re polyamorous? The four of you? Together?”

  “Yes,” said Theo. “We’ve committed ourselves to Belinda, body and soul.”

  Miles and Franklin approached the table and I waved them over.

  “This is Miles and this is Franklin,” I introduced. “This is Arianna, my sister.”

  “I’m so sorry about the earlier misunderstanding,” apologized Miles. “I know you were only trying to protect your brother.”

  “Wow,” said Arianna. “This is all very European, Theo. It’s nice to meet you all.”

  “So that term you used, polyamorous,” said Belinda. “You’ve heard of groups like this?”

  “Yeah, I had a friend in college who was in a polyamorous relationship with two men for a time,” said Arianna. “I’ve talked to Theo about it. It sounded interesting, although I think she was too young to handle it at the time.”

  “Lots of people in college are too young to handle anything,” said Franklin sitting down. “All relationships are tough. I learned that the hard way during my marriage.”

  “Ah, so you’re the experienced on,” said Arianna. “I guess you all bring something to the table or you wouldn’t be together.”

  “The boys gave me this ring to seal the deal,” said Belinda proudly.

  “Wow! That is one shiny diamond,” said Arianna.

  “Hey, listen,” she said a little embarrassed. “I’m sorry for flipping out. That wasn’t right.”

  “Oh, it’s fine.”

  “No, it wasn’t,” said Arianna. “I judged you all and I shouldn’t have. Whatever makes my brother happy, I fully support.”

  “Thanks, so much, sis,” I said, genuinely appreciative. “Why don’t we all order some lunch now that this rough patch is behind us, huh?”

  The hotel served a wide assortment of seafood again. I recommended the raw bar to my sister. She loved clams. Arianna and Belinda, with the past behind them, got along famously. I was so relieved. Now we could all hang out together.

  “I have to ask,” Arianna said to Belinda, now much more relaxed. “What’s it like being with three guys?”

  “Oh, it’s incredible!” said Belinda.

  “Uh, no more, please,” I interrupted. “I don’t need you giving my sister any more details.”

  Everyone at the table laughed, although I thought I saw Belinda mouth the words “Text me!”

  “The idea is intriguing,” said Arianna. “Who knows? Maybe I’ll explore it one day.”

  I said goodbye to Arianna for the day. It was so great having a supportive sister. That’s true love from family. They support just about anything that makes you happy.

  We moved poolside. I had suggested a private cabana where we could all relax for the day. There were drinks, but I most valued the privacy of the poolside cabana. I had a wild fantasy of my own.

  “This is nice,” said Belinda. “We’re poolside at a hotel, but we have privacy.”

  “Yeah,” I said. “The walls are made of one-way mirrors. We can see out, but no one can see in. It’s a bit voyeuristic, don’t you think?”

  “I’m sensing there’s more to this cabana than meets the eye,” said Belinda suspiciously.

  “Perhaps,” I laughed.

  “I never did hear what your sexual fantasy was, Theo,” she said cautiously.

  “You’re looking at it,” I said gesturing around.

  “I knew it,” laughed Belinda. “I knew it the second you suggested this. My, you’re a kinky little man!”

  “Think about it,” I enticed. “We have sex in here. It’s like being in public, but not. The danger. Can’t you feel it?”

  “Who wants to bet that Theo’s going to talk me into this before we leave today,” said Belinda to the group.

  “Not me,” laughed Miles. “I think you already agreed in your mind.”

  “Well, there’s one thing for sure,” said Franklin. “You can bet that we love you, babe.”

  “Aw, you’re so sweet,” said Belinda. “Let’s have a toast to us.”

  I poured the bubbly and we toasted our relationship again.

  “To us and the new adventure,” said Belinda.

  “To happiness,” I added.

  “To love,” added Miles.

  “To…life,” said Franklin. “You guys took the best ones, that’s all I could think of!”

  “No-no, that was good,” insisted Belinda. “To life!”

  We toasted and drank and laughed. We’d always remember this weekend and this entire week. The week that changed our lives forever. It opened our eyes to new experiences, new ways of looking at relationships and new friends.

  As the evening wore on, we had the waiters bring us a snack plate and more drinks. Franklin, of course, ordered a bottle of good whiskey. Miles preferred different things at different times; today he was all about mojitos. I stuck with the champagne. Belinda, wanting to appeal to us all, was stacking all three drinks and trying not to sip too much from either.

  “Belinda, you can drink whatever you like,” I assured her. “No one’s going to be insulted.”

  “Yeah, this is a little much,” she admitted, laughing. “I don’t want to get too drunk if we’re going to be having sex in here.”

  “You guys are serious about that?” asked Franklin.

  “Well, it’s my fantasy, so I definitely was,” I said.

  “I can run up to the room to see if there are more condoms, but I think we were out. Is there a drug store nearby?” asked Miles.

  “Don’t bother,” said Belinda. “We don’t need them now. I’m on the Pill and we’re in a relationship.”

  “Just when I didn’t think you could up the ante more,” laughed Franklin. “All right— I’m game.”

  “You’re sure they can’t see us?” asked Belinda.

  “Positive,” I assured. “Let me just lock the door and we’ll begin.”

  “Anything else in this fantasy we need to know?” asked Miles.

  “Oh, I’d like to make sure I cum with Belinda against the glass,” I said. “I want to watch the public as I get off.”

  “That doesn’t sound half bad!” admitted Franklin.

  “Whatever you guys want,” Belinda said, smiling happily. “Your wish is my command. Because the three of you have made me feel like the luckiest lady in the whole world.”

  “And you’ve made each of us feel like the happiest man alive,” I said, as the others nodded in agreement.

  It was unanimous. We would live happily ever after. Right after we had some kinky, semi-public sex.

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  Chapter 1

  Lexi

  I was standing outside the Sea-Eagles’ locker room, nervous as hell. The Sea-Eagles had pulled off a squeaker to move up in the playoffs; 14 to 13 over the Hawks. Two b
irds of prey and only one emerged the victor.

  I was prepping for a stand up shot and checked myself in the monitor. This gig was too important for me not to make a good impression with the network. Sports Ring, the newest name in sports channels, promoted two things: sports and the beautiful people who reported on them.

  Hey, I’m not full of myself— I’m just 23, with a body that many guys have referred to as “the perfect hourglass figure” and a face that was cute enough to win Ms. Baskin County when I was 17.

  On the monitor, I did my beauty pageant check in my head. (You can’t do anything that girly in public on this network!) Legs? Toned and ready. My beige skirt was midway between my knees and my butt. My butt was out there, round, but not so my skirt was strangling it. (This was a sports segment, not a night at the club.) Boobs? Still perky. I was showing a little cleavage between the blue blazer and sky blue shirt underneath, but not a lot. This wasn’t Hooters. Teeth? White. Hair? Black, silky and shoulder length.

  Finally, the face. Yes, this is my money maker. I had that girl-next-door look with just a dash of mischievousness. Plus I had rosy cheeks and dimples. I mean, I could’ve been one of the Campbell Soup kids if they hired models for that.

  Yes, this was my dream job and thankfully, I just happened to fit the look the network had wanted: attractive, tomboy-ish and curvy. I looked knowledgeable about sports. That last part was totally optional in this business, with my looks being a lot more important for this gig, but it just so happened I knew tons about sports. My dad had drilled Sea-Eagles stats in my going back to the 70’s.

  Baker, my cameraman, had worked the field for every network. A consummate camera jockey and freelancer, he had a great eye but the look of Jabba the Hut. (I loved the guy, but he definitely belonged behind the camera.) He was 50-something, with a beer gut, an always unshaven gray beard and a sloppy mess of clothes that looked like they spent time in a heap on his apartment floor when he wasn’t wearing or washing them.

  Baker had just gotten a new camera from the network. It was about twice the size of an iPhone.

  “Jesus, this thing is small,” he said for about the fiftieth time. “Back in the day, I developed real muscle tone lifting a camera. These days, I don’t know whether to shoot with it or download a mobile game on it!”