The After Party

By Gowan Bush © 2016

This happened on the weekend The Bronco’s won the Super Bowl and everyone had a great time watching it, followed by a fantastic party afterward. American Football is not a game I watch a lot, because I live in Australia. Yet a friend managed to get me interests recently, so here I am.

The Super Bowl is televised live on pay TV in Australia on pay TV during the middle of the night. We had intended to lay in bed and watch the replay, but on Friday, a friend of Bluey’s rang up and invited us to go the local Football Club to watch it on their big screen and Bluey accepted for both of us.

Bluey and I dragged ourselves out of bed early on Saturday morning and by the time we arrived, I had worked myself up into a good state of tension.

We actually arrived at the club at eight-thirty am and we were lucky to get in, cos the place is crowded and most of them had been drinking, there were two guys who had been there all night, needless to say they were practically unconscious, and in fact, they missed the game.. I didn’t fancy a drink at that time of the morning, but Bluey’s friend, Robbo, got Bluey a beer, and me a coke and we grabbed the last two seats.

By the time they actually started, I’m on my second coke and everyone is so excited. The general feeling is the Broncos could win, even against the current world champions on their home ground, but you can’t be sure.

We watched the game and we were all shouting, screaming, cheering and in at least two cases, crying during the game. Robbo and Bluey kept us supplied with drinks and finally, as everyone knows, the Bronco’s won the Super Bowl and the place went crazy.

We all had to have a celebration drink (or two, or three) and we sat at a corner table and talked the game over again and again. I suddenly realized that I’m drunk, and I discovered that Robbo and Bluey had been feeding me vodka and coke! At nine am in the morning for goodness sake, I’m very annoyed with Bluey, particularly because they hadn’t told me and I told him so.

I went to sit with a bunch of other people for a while, and after a while it is suggested that we have a boat race. For those who don’t know, or call it something else, you split up into equal teams, each with a full drink, usually a pint. On the word, the first one on each team drinks and when the glass is empty, put it upside down on their head. Then the second persons and so on. The first team to finish is the winner.

I’m drinking vodka and coke and I’m allowed to do that for boat race because they had a woman on the other team with Bacardi and coke so it is equal.

We lost so we all bought our opposite number a drink. There is lots of singing going on, of course, especially ‘Sweet Chariot’. Someone put some music on and we all sort of dance around, mainly holding each other up. I became aware after a while the guy that I’m dancing with is playing with my breasts, so I just let him.

Then Julie, who I know vaguely decided she’s going to do a striptease, and climbed on a table and did a strip to whatever is playing. It isn’t good dancing, but none of the guys objected and there is a rush to help her off the table when she finished and is naked.

After a while, Sophia, who is quite old is persuaded to do the same. Now I have to make a guess here and say she’s over forty years old, but quite a good figure and she did strip off completely. She’s dancing around the table, pushing her bush into guy’s faces and after a while they were pulling her closer by the bum and using their tongues on her. She ended up on her back on a table with guys waiting to take turns.

Bluey came and asked me if I would do it too. He’d only told his mates that I had a better figure than any of the others and wanted me to show it off. First of all I told him “NO” and then Robbo came and begged me, and a couple of others, so I said I would after they had all done it.

I must have been stupid.

In seconds they were all on tables and stripping off and waving their dicks around and inviting any of the women to taste.

I finally had no excuse and so I got up too, and took it all off. There is a lot of interest because my cunt is shaved, and I spent a lot of time slapping hands away. Eventually someone grabbed me and pushed his face into me and started to use his tongue, I started to push him away, but he gripped the cheeks of my bum tight and I couldn’t get him off even if I wanted to. He lowered me back onto the table and licked my slit top to bottom and sucked gently on my clit. I loved it, and when a couple of other guys started to play with a tit each I encouraged them.

As is bound to happen, the guy with the tongue finally got his dick out and, because by this time I’m soaking wet, he pushed it straight in and started to buck up and down to cheers from everyone else. Eventually I came, but he didn’t and he kept on going. Eventually I felt his come squirting into me and he pulled out, and I’m about to get off when someone else got between my legs ready.

I stopped him and said “No!”

I could see that if he did, then everyone would want to and I didn’t want to be fucked all day.

I got off the table and looking around I saw that there is only one woman who isn’t either fucking or getting ready to and that is old Mrs. Johnson. She’s about seventy and is the type of woman everyone knows and likes. I didn’t know it then, but she cleaned the club after it’s closed and that is why she’s here. She’s watching everyone and laughing her head off. I don’t expect she’d ever seen anything like it before.

I pulled on my panties and managed to get a drink and started to look for the rest of my clothes, it was a waste of time. In the back of the Club were the changing rooms and they each had a huge bath in them for when the guys finished their game. Someone had filled them up and I went to watch the guys larking about naked, so it’s worth watching. If I hadn’t been drunk, I would have known that I’m being stupid, of course, someone grabbed me and put me in the bath too. In seconds my panties were off and I’m being groped from all directions and dicks were being offered in every possible place. Eventually they calmed down a bit, mainly I think because I’m in danger of drowning, and we just splashed about with the occasional grope, mainly from me I have to say.

I got out after a while and dried myself on someone’s shirt and wrapping it around my waist, I went back into the bar which looked like a Roman orgy must have been. Nearly everyone is naked, all the women were fucking, in one case fucking and sucking. Mrs. Johnson is in her underwear and trying to get someone to do her too.

She isn’t having any luck, so eventually she grabbed someone who is naked, and started to suck him. He is a bit put out at first, but I suppose it doesn’t matter who it is that sucks you and he started to enjoy it. I stood and watched as she sucked and played with his balls. Then all of a sudden she stopped sucking, and he looked at her, obviously worried that he isn’t going to get any more and she, still holding his dick fell onto her back and pulled him down so that his dick is in the right place and I saw that finally he pushed it in her and started to pump.

I thought this is good news, because I thought when you got to that age, you didn’t want to do it anymore and she’s obviously enjoying herself. I noticed that there is nobody behind the bar, so I went round and helped myself to a long iced drink of lime juice to quench my thirst.

Suddenly, arms went around my waist, and someone kissed my neck and I knew instantly it is Bluey.

He asked, “Wanna fuck, Deb?”

“You’re drunk!”

“Yup, so are you, ” he said, undoing the shirt that is around my waist.

I held his dick and said “You’ve been fucking already. Who was it?”

“So have you,” he said, “Does it matter who?” He slipped me a finger.

I leaned back on the bar and opened so he could get at me properly and we ended up on the floor behind the bar with me on top, because I prefer that and we both came together and we just lay and cuddled for a while. I realized after a while the mat we were lying on was beer soaked and uncomfortable, so I got up. I stood by Bluey looking at him and he sat up and started with his finger again. Just then hands from behind grabbed my breasts and started to massage them.
I’m about to push the off, but decided ‘what the hell’ and let them carry on. I looked around and saw it is a guy I’d never seen before, but he’s enjoying himself and asked if I would turn around for him. I looked at Bluey who had his finger deep in me, and grinned. I lifted one leg and swung it over Bluey’s head, turned around and leaned forward so that Bluey could carry on.

The guy in front said, “Thanks.”

He took a nipple in his mouth and started to suck and lick. He alternated breasts, and Bluey is still fingering me and I felt I was going to cum again. Bluey must have realized too, because he stood and, although it isn’t easy he entered me from the rear and started to pump. I think the guy sucking my nipples is a bit annoyed, he thought he was going to have me, but what could he say. He contented himself with my tits and when I did come, he kissed me on the lips, and winked at Bluey as he walked away.

I noticed that over in a corner Julie is taking on all comers, sometimes on her back sometimes kneeling and sometimes on top. I don’t know how many times she did it, but she never stopped when I’m watching her.

By about seven pm we were all dead drunk, totally exhausted but still happy that The Bronco’s had won.

Someone decided that it is time we had some food and rang the local pizza shop and ordered lots of pizza. When it arrived, the young lad who delivered it is pop eyed at what he saw. We all found enough money to pay for the food and someone asked him if he would rather have a tip or Julie and he pointed her out, lying on her back, legs bent and apart with all sorts running out of her.
The lad said he’d have a tip please and they all laughed at him. He got his tip, but as he turned to leave, one of the women grabbed the front of his trousers and, (she must have been well-practiced) unzipped him and whipped out his dick. It got harder as we watched.

She asked, “How about a blow job, son?”

He stammered and stuttered and grabbed his trousers and ran for it.

We all stopped, sat, and stuffed ourselves with pizza, except Julie, who is otherwise engaged, although one of the guys took her a couple of slices.

Finally, happily drunk and exhausted, I dozed off. When I woke up, and it is probably about ten at night, there were only about four guys still awake, and predictably, they were next to Julie who is sucking one of them.

I stood and found Bluey and my clothes and we both got dressed and went out. The air hit us and we both staggered home, holding each other up and with Bluey holding my breast. He insisted that I should keep my shirt open, ‘to let the air get to them’, so I did. Eventually taking my shirt off completely.

I still don’t know who we saw on the way home, however, the next day everyone knew about it.

 

The End.

 

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