Making My Husband And His Team Feel Better After A Loss

My husband loved his friends and was competitive, so playing a team sport like football seemed like a great fit for him. At first, I was worried for him, I was worried that he would get hurt, but then I realized that he was tough enough to take it and that he simply needed to play to keep himself going. There was nothing more that Nick loved more than getting together with his friends and winning game after game with them, however, losing was another thing that was getting them together but in an entirely different way...

It was another ordinary match day and I could see that it wasn’t going well, but I still cheered and screamed for my husband, hoping that he somehow would feel my energy and pull out a win for his team, yet, it seemed to have the opposite effect because it was the other team that scored. I could see the disappointment on Nick’s face as he went to talk to his team members during halftime.

They needed a new strategy, but I doubted that it would help, especially with how awfully Bobby, their star player, was tonight. He seemed to notice me looking at him because he turned and waved at me, a smile on his face. He didn’t look upset at all at the perspective of them losing the game.

I kept hoping that it would end in a win, but it seemed like it wasn’t going to happen. The game ended and I could see Nick frustrated on the field, kicking the ground. I needed to be there to support him, so I went down the seats, coming closer so he could see me.

“Did you see what they did?” he asked me in frustration. “They probably paid the referee! It was all bullshit”

I only nodded, hugging him tight and not caring about his dirty sweaty uniform.

“Of course, you should’ve won! You were amazing on the field”

I could see, looking over my husband's shoulder, his teammates going to the locker room. Some of them looked upset, but others were waving and smiling at me. They all knew what losing meant for them and I saw that some were even excited, but I didn’t have the heart to tell my husband that his own teammates could have sabotaged him. Instead, I went to wait for him in our car so we could get home and have an after-party.

There were two kinds of parties that were happening after my husband’s game. One was a celebration, big and flashy, where they had fun while discussing the game. When they lost it was another thing. They needed to let out their frustration, to be taken care of and I was helping them with this.

Nick still seemed more upset than ever before when he got in the car, with his equipment being thrown onto the back.

“I just don’t know what we are doing wrong,” he sighed. “We haven’t won a game in months”

He hid his face in his palms while I patted his shoulder.

“I’m sure it will change soon. Don’t worry darling”

We drove to our house and we were the first ones to arrive. I opened the door, helping Nick to get his equipment inside. I knew I needed to get ready to meet the guests, so I went upstairs to change. I quickly got rid of my clothes and underwear, wearing only a light silky robe that I secured loosely around my waist. I used to get dressed up for the party, but it never went well and some of my clothes ended up being ripped apart, so it seemed like the best option.

“Are you ready? Everyone is here” my husband said, knocking on the door.

“I’m coming,” I said, looking at myself one more time. I knew how I would look by the end of the night – with my hair disheveled and my lips puffed from sucking. But first I had to go down and take care of my husband’s team.

When I went down they were already sitting or standing around the room. They moved the table away, leaving a perfect space for me to get in the center of the room.

“Look amazing as always,” Bobby smiled at me. He was always the first one to get to me, but I got closer to Nick.

“You’re first, honey” I smiled at him, getting on my knees.

He looked at me, unzipping his pants. I couldn’t see it, but all the other men were doing the same, getting undressed and stroking their cocks, watching me.

I untied my robe, shimmering it down my shoulders and off of my body and Nick started massaging my breasts as I took his cock in my hand and stroked him, before getting him in my mouth. It wasn’t even a moment before Bobby came closer and took my hand towards his cock. I squeezed it around his shaft, not even stroking him, but allowing him to fuck into my palm while I still sucked my husband.

Someone else was at my side, touching my boobs, pinching my nipples until they were red and hard. I kept sucking Nick, his tip touching the roof of my mouth until I got moved to the center of the room and put on all fours.

I could already tell who was behind me, with his tip rubbing against my entrance. Bobby never had any patience, he wanted to empty his balls inside me as soon as possible.

“Thank you so much for making us feel better with your pussy,” he said, before pushing inside my pussy. I moaned, taking him inside, knowing that he wanted it ever since the last time I did this for him. Bobby grabbed my hips harder, fucking me with intensity, while I opened my mouth for another cock.

Nick stood farther away, stroking his cock as he looked at me being taken from both sides and I made sure to put on an effort, so he could really see that I was trying everything that was possible to make his team feel better after their loss. I sucked the cock in my mouth with a smile on my lips, running my lips over the length as he pulled out.

There was a line of men ready to get their cocks inside my mouth, while my pussy was still filled with Bobby’s cock. He always took extra long to cum, even when he fucked me like now, fast and rough. I couldn’t say I didn’t enjoy it, and after some time I was moaning and whimpering around the cocks in my mouth.

Finally, Nick was inside my mouth again and I made sure to put on an effort to give him pleasure. Others didn’t mind just fucking into my mouth as I opened it wide for them, but I wanted him to know that his dick was the one that I loved the most.

I was pressing my cheeks and tongue especially tight around him as Bobby was making me cum. He was breathing hard behind me, as he fucked all of his load inside me, leaving my pussy wet and creamed.

“I left it just perfect for you,” he said to someone, as I felt another dick filling my pussy. After having parties like this for a few months I couldn’t imagine now having just one cock at a time. I got used to being filled and covered in cum, being fucked in my pussy and mouth at the same time, and sometimes sex with just nick would feel… well, boring. But I could have never have told him that, not when he already considered himself a failure after a loss.

After some intense sucking, Nick spilled in my mouth and I swallowed it all with a smile. Of course, Bobby was the one to take his place.

“Open wide, you know it’s the only way to do it” he smiled, as he ran the tip of his cock over my lips.

I did as he asked, opening my mouth, as I felt another load getting deposited into my pussy. All the cum the men left inside of me started leaking out, covering my thighs. I knew I wouldn’t forget this feeling of this hot slickness inside me for a while.

Bobby wasn’t gentle with me and I didn’t mind. As my pussy got fucked by another man I couldn’t see, he grabbed me by the hair, making me open my mouth really wide for him, before he pushed inside, making me take all his shaft in one go. It wasn’t easy, he was big and thick and his dick was almost going inside my throat. He fucked my mouth just like he did my pussy – fast and intense, my face pressing into his stomach.

“You help me feel so much better now” he was moaning as he moved his cock inside me. “I can’t imagine what I would’ve done without your holes”

When he finished he made sure to pull away just in time to spray my face and breasts in his cum. I felt it, hot as it fried on my skin.

Then they helped me change position since I couldn’t rest on my knees much longer, and now I was laying on my back, with my legs wide open. Now, not only could they could fuck my pussy and mouth, but both of my hands were also wrapped around cocks, stroking them as men around me groaned and slipped all over me. My pussy was creamed enough to take even the biggest dick easily, so they started cumming over my stomach and on my breasts, which got fondled and squeezed every other minute.

With time there were fewer men left. As soon as they drained their balls in or on me they got dressed and moved to the kitchen to have a drink and a snack that I prepared. I was happy to be of service, with my body taking every drop from them.

There were three left, then two, then one. It was Bobby. He always loved to stay for one more fuck. There was no one around but me being sprawled on the floor and him, still fucking my pussy.

“You have to stop” I whispered to him between the moans, feeling his member going deep inside.

“I thought you wanted to help me” he smiled, pulling completely out just to push his whole length inside.

“You know what I mean” I was whimpering, feeling another orgasm coming close. “You need to win sometimes too, or Nick will start to suspect something”

He didn’t answer, but his cock felt too good inside my stretched-out pussy for me to think about it too long. I squeezed around him, feeling another load of his cum going inside my pussy. It would be a nightmare to clean.

“You’re right,” he nodded. “We need a win. I’ll make sure it will happen”

He got dressed and left too, leaving me breathless and covered in cum on the floor.