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The four of us had been friends since college. Jim, Bob, George and I. We had each married stunning ladies too. Anyway, we partied a lot together. The four guys loved to boast. One night we were caught up in boasting about our sexual prowess. We had all had way too much to drink, and the girls had overheard it all. I think they were disgusted, but at the same time, curious if not excited. They were huddled on the other side of the room talking. Melissa apparently made the suggestion, and all four girls readily agreed. Hey, you guys claim to be such studs, lets play a game to see who really IS the biggest stud. The rules will be simple. One rule per wife. We tie each of you down, one in each corner of the room. The first rule is whoever cums first loses. We start with a hand job, progress to blow jobs, and finally, a dip in one of our pussies. The second rule is that no man can be worked on by his wife. And the third rule is that the last man standing, so to speak, will get to have his way with all four girls all night. The four of us guys readily agreed. Soon we were stripped, tied up, hands behind our backs, ankles tied, and kneeling. None of us had thought that with one rule per wife, there must be a fourth rule! The girls had not forgotten however. Connie laughed and made the announcement. Silly boys, you didnt even ask about the fourth rule. It is also simple. As soon as the first man cums in each round, the victorious woman gets to remove his balls. She can take them home as a prize. One set after the hand jobs, one after the blow jobs, and one lucky guy loses his balls just after losing his load in his friends wifes pussy! She had such an evil grin as she looked at me. I had dated her briefly in college and had never gotten into her pussy, much as I had tried. Maybe tonight I would. The four girls undressed down to bra & panties. Connie approached me first. Standing there with a lacy bra and nice cleavage, she looked like a vision. George was so lucky. Then the contest began. My wife was working over Bob at full speed, while Connie fondled my balls and gently stroked. I have pretty good control, and wasnt worried. Suddenly Melissa laughed as George grunted loudly. We have a winner here! she proclaimed. Or is he the loser soon? Connie was a nurse and she rolled out a stainless steel cart with a tray and some utensils on it. George was begging for mercy as Melissa put a ball gag in his mouth and Connie handed her the scalpel. A few cuts later and George was a man no more. Melissa dropped his balls into a glass jar filled with formaldehyde, and held up her trophy for all to see. Poor George looked so defeated. Round Two ladies and the girls rotated positions. Cyndi stood before me and slowly removed her bra. The panties are for later she winked. Her 36Ds swung heavily and her nipples were like saucers. Then the blow jobs began. My wife was awful at these, and it had been years since I got one. She just hated the taste. But there she was slurping eagerly on Bob while Cyndi was doing an expert job on me. I almost lost control when she deep throated me, but just then Bob fired off in my wifes mouth, screaming NO! YES! AHHHH SHIIIT and he was gone. The poor guy turned ashen as the cart was wheeled up. By now we were all VERY sober. He knew the drill, and cried softly as Connie put the ball gag on him while my sweet wife went to work with the Scalpel. In a matter of minutes, Bob was bobbed and my wife had her prize. Time for the Grand Finale she announced, and Connie came back over to me while Cyndi stood before Jim. One of you will be having the time of his life tonight boys, while one of you will be having the LAST time of his life, so to speak. Shall we begin? With her lacy bra already gone, Connie was a vision before me. However I was not prepared to see a gorgeous bald pussy as she slid down those panties. I shaved them in college dear, while we were dating she whispered in my ear. One other thing love she said so quietly that only I could hear Jim creamed in my puss just before the party started. Hes trying to get me pregnant. I know him VERY well by now, and can always tell before he blows. I will declare that you lost it quietly down there, and who will know? I feel & smell & taste the part, and if you object, your wife will be the judge. So you might as well lose your last load in my pussy & see if I have YOUR baby, because most certainly, your wife wont be having any babies by YOU after tonight. That evil grin flashed across her pretty face again as she settled her opening just above my shaft. Youve always wanted me, now enjoy! she said as she lowered herself onto my manhood. Jim was beginning to sweat as Cyndi worked him over. I was in a state of panic & pleasure no ecstasy as Connie pumped up and down. She rotated around, first so her breasts were in my face, then swung around to face her husband and his lover. Connie swiveled around again and told me her man was getting close. Better cum in the next 30 seconds, because thats when Ill declare that you did anyway. I couldnt hold back any more regardless of what she said. She was so hot, so tight, and her 36C breasts were so firm with nipples so hard I . ARRRGH I screamed at the top of my lungs. I had always wanted to shoot my arrow in Connies quiver. She let med pump it all so deep in her heaven. She even waited there for me to cool down. I was just kidding about Jim & I doing it before the party she said as the gag went in my mouth. You were such a good sport though, and we really ARE trying to get pregnant, so who knows, maybe your blood line wont stop with a little snip tonight! The rest of the night was a blur, even surreal as George & Bob & I watched Jim have the best night of his life taking turns with our wives. Only Cyndi did not go home with a jar of balls that night. My balls float in a jar by Connies night stand (shes showed me), and yes, she is pregnant now. I dont know if it is mine. Jim enjoys his privileges with her almost nightly. Bobs balls are in a jar in my wifes closet. I had surgery to insert some artificial balls, and she is talking about artificial insemination, but gets a dreamy look in her eyes whenever Jims name comes up. Connie says that eventually, Jim will be fathering children by all four wives. For sure though, that party boasting stopped on that fateful night, at least for George, Bob and me. |