Church of Monday Night Football

The next of Gus's friends gently holds my head, staring into my eyes while I sucked him off. I stare into his eyes watching me, watching his cock going into and out of my mouth.

One of the members pushed me back. His cock popping out of my mouth as he jumped to his feet to cheer an interception made by a player on the team he favored.
I returned to his cock as he was standing, and finished him that way, standing up, with cock out and me on my knees in front of him.

The only bit of trouble came with the next man.
I'm sitting on the floor, his cock in my mouth. I'm sucking and he's talking.
At first I like that he is taking some interest in what I am doing.
"Suck that cock," he says.
"Oh baby, use that mouth."
I'm fine with all this.
"Yes, suck it, bitch."
I'm not offended, but he is different then the first four, who were considerate.
"Yeah, bitch, show me what that two hundred dollar mouth of yours can do."
Now I was offended. But I keep sucking. Except I wrap a hand around the base of his cock and I'm more jacking him than sucking him.
He doesn't like that as well. He grabs my head and starts pushing my head down on his cock.

"No," I say as I push myself away.

He drops his hands and I go back to sucking him. I want to get this one finished as quickly as possible.
I'm jacking him hard, holding just the tip of his condom covered cock with my lips.
Suddenly, he is on top of me, one hand going down the back of my panties, grabbing an asscheek, the other grabbing at my crotch.
I push his hand in front away.

"No," I yell.

He grabs again. His cock has popped out of my mouth. I'm fighting his hand and pleading with him.

"I want some of your pussy."
He is demanding.

I cringe, as if I'm afraid of him. My sap is in the purse I brought, but I don't know where my purse is.
"Please, don't..." I say.

Then the rest of the room is shouting at Bob. That's who this jerk is, Bob. The one who brought a cheap hooker from off a street corner for their first Monday Night game.
Bob grabs one of my fake tits. I am scared. But these are good fakes and Bob didn't realize he had a handful of gel.
"No. Please," I say again.

Gus is on his feet and he is mad. "Bob, we're going to kick you out if you don't leave Wendy alone."

The oldest man speaks.
"Robert, stop and think what you are doing. I mean now."

Bob apologizes.
I continue. I jack fast and suck hard, getting him over with as fast as I can.

There were no more problems after that.

The next member took a long time.
I took him deep and I tried concentrating all the action around the most sensitive ring just below the tip. But he didn't come.
When he gasped a bit, I said wow, and gave his cock a loud kiss. I pulled his condom off for him, hiding the fact the reservoir was empty.
He muttered a thanks under his breath.

"Sure, I'll do you again, but let everybody have firsts before I give you seconds, all right?" I say loud enough to be overheard.

I make cock number seven come. He was much like the rest, but I tried to make it both a good and personable blowjob.

I may have hurried the eighth member up a little, for I was anxious to get to Gus.
I suck hard and take him deep. I'm doing this fast. I think I impressed him with how quickly I could take his cock all the way down my throat.

Now for Gus.
Gus stands and I kneel before him. He holds my head against the side of an armchair then brings his cock to my mouth. I don't move, Gus moves so his cock goes into my mouth. I don't do anything but hold Gus's cock with my lips as he pumps slowly in and out. Gus fucks my mouth for all of half time.
When he is about to come I pause a moment. I take the rubber off Gus. I trust him. He continues mouth fucking me and then he comes. I take his come easily. Not a drop is spilled.

"I've known Gus for a long time," I try to explain to the others. "When we know each other better, maybe we won't have to use condom. I really like the feel of a cock coming in my mouth."

Now I have sucked every cock. Bob says his sorry and asked if I'm mad at him. I reach for his cock to show him I'm not.
Bob says "could you" but doesn't finish as I put a rubber on him. I think he wanted me to suck him bare like I did Gus. He didn't push his luck.
I use a little more vigor sucking Bob off the second time. I was pacing myself the first round of nine cocks, but I knew I could do everyone again. But most the men didn't ask for seconds.

The oldest man, who I later discovered was everybody in the room's boss, was next for a second time.
It took a little more time, but he came as I worked his cock hard.

I got something out of my purse, then asked the man who didn't come if he was ready.
We started with him standing. I directed that. I sucked him deep, letting everyone who wasn't watching the game see a very visual deep throat blowjob.
Then I guided him to sit all the way back in his chair.
I was bent far forward. I knew my jeans were pulled back quite a bit. I suspected that I was showing a lot of skin, and maybe some ass.
But with him back like this, the others couldn't see as I took my latex clad finger and pressed it into the asshole of the man I was sucking.
I sucked and at the same time probed deeper into his ass.
He didn't object or try to stop me.
My finger massaged the prostrate and my lips sucked on the ring of penis sensitivity.
I could feel his body tensing. So I sucked as fast as I could and pressed hard on the prostate. The tip of his cock was under my tongue, and I felt the reservoir fill with his come.

I let him take off the condom, with its obviously filled end.
I get such a grateful smile from this guy.

I sucked another, again, taking longer the second time.

And then I was back to Gus, everyone else declining seconds.

This time I sucked Gus bare right from the beginning and swallowed his come.

Bob was the only one ready for a third time so I sucked him off again. No bareback for Bob though.
Gus was the one I could trust, and I have not stayed STD free by breaking rules.
Well yes, letting Gus come in my mouth was breaking a rule, but what's life worth if a person takes no chances.

I finished Bob with much of the forth quarter over. Bob doesn't come again.

After Bob gives up, Gus is hard for a third time. It's Two Minute Warning, and the game is close. Two football minutes is plenty of time to suck one more cock. I suck and suck on Gus's cock. Being Wendy is getting to me. Thoughts like I could be Wendy forever for Gus are going through my head. Gus's cock is also going through my head. Everyone is excited. The favored team is behind by four points and only a touchdown can win the game for them. The defenders go into prevent defense. If it wasn't for enjoying sucking cock so much I would be watching the end of this game. Third and long fails. Nine seconds left on the clock. Gus's cock is twitching. The quarterback makes his final play.
The clock in counting down.
The cock is trembling and twitching.
The catch is made.

Touchdown.

Gus comes.
Blastoff.

I let his cock out of my mouth as he comes. He splashes on my face so everyone will know what a real man my Gus is.
My face shiny with Gus's come, I see all the men of the group were watching me and not the TV.

Part 5 - Going Home

It's over. I get my few things and get ready to leave. Gus's friends are congratulation Gus for hosting the best Church of Monday Night Football ever. Bob says something so ass holey that I can't remember what it was. Before Gus can defend me the entire group is on Bob's case. They are all treating me very nice. Like with respect.
Every one of them thanks me and wishes me well.
The boss takes a long time thanking me. He is saying things that I am having trouble understanding.
He is talking about someone. I then realize he has children older then me. He saying what a nice girl I am. That he thinks highly of me, that he would be proud to think of me as a granddaughter. I can see he is very embarrassed.

I say I would be proud to think of him as a grandfather, so long as that didn't prevent me from doing again with him what we did tonight.

It is over.
I have to go back to Betty's so she can take make up and wig off. And my titties. Can't go around wearing those. I won't be Wendy anymore and that makes me sad.
Maybe it because I'm into my part so deep, I was trying to be Wendy as hard as I could for the night. I was getting emotional.
I think of Gus. Agustus for long. Aggie for associates. Only Gus for people who have known him a long time. And for me.
Gus is more to me than someone I met at an adult book store. I can see Gus in my future.
But maybe I am seeing what I want to see, seeing more then there really is.

I arrive at Betty's. When she sees me she says, "Baby, you've been crying."

I say it's come. I let Gus come in my face.
"That's why my face is wet."

"Sure, Baby," Betty says, not calling me on my lie.
"Come here Baby, close to Betty." Betty was very gentle.