After my friend spanked my wife for losing that World Cup bet—a scene I’d orchestrated from the very beginning—I couldn’t believe how electrifying the experience turned out. Watching him smack her ass was hotter than anything I’d imagined, and she admitted she loved every moment, always finding him irresistibly sexy. I teased her about taking things further, suggesting she might let him have his way completely in the spirit of “fun bets.” She was instantly intrigued. The truth is, I’d been subtly nudging her for months since he moved in with us—buying her barely-there outfits, casually sparking conversations about kink, and encouraging them to place little wagers between themselves.
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One night before the USA versus Australia game, we were all drinking heavily and fooling around. I dressed her provocatively in a barely-there white micro skirt, a red thong, and a thin top that barely contained her perky breasts, sideboobs teasing below the fabric. I wistfully remarked how sex made me sleepy and killed my desire. She sighed, “Yeah, he’s useless in that department.”
My friend laughed and said, “I’m exactly the opposite. I get so horny I could go for hours.” She shot back with a flirtatious grin, “Me too… I get insanely turned on.” Later in the bathroom, their eyes locked as she shared a naughty story about a man snorting lines off her ass. He grinned wickedly, “Damn, I wish I’d had that chance.” I smirked and teased, “I’m surprised you two haven’t made a bet out of it yet.”
Back home, I asked, “So what are we betting on now?” They eagerly started making wagers, pushing me aside. My buddy proposed first: “Every time my team scores, I get to snort lines off your ass.” She bit her lip and laughed, countering, “Fine—but if my team scores, you owe me two hundred bucks.” They shook on it.
The first goal went to his team. She bent over the couch, hiking her skirt, and he slid down her thong to snort the lines right off her ass. Then, licking the remnants while she moaned softly, she quipped, “You really love my ass, huh?”
He raised the stakes. “Next time I score, I get to spank that ass hard—ten times, exactly how I want.” Rolling her eyes but smiling, she agreed, “You’re on—but if my team scores next, I get to slap your face and kick your balls ten times each.” Second goal again for his team, and he spanked her until her skin was red and glowing. She moaned loudly, trembling and pushing back. “Fuck… this is what I get for losing again,” she muttered, half-annoyed. “Funny how you’re so annoyed and so wet at the same time,” he teased. Her breasts spilled out, and after a few more spanks, she climaxed deeply, collapsing onto the couch. He smirked, “Did I say I was done?” She stretched back into position, “Keep going… all yours.”
With Australia struggling in the game, my friend went for the ultimate bet: “If your team loses, you get naked and suck me off for 15 minutes.” She smirked, “You’re cocky… but deal. I’m sure we’ll win.” Australia lost. He looked at me and requested some privacy. She dropped to her knees obediently. I suggested they head to the guest room to finish the bet properly while I pretended to sleep.
They closed the door behind them, and she winked at me with a mischievous smile, “This is so much better!” I stood outside, listening as she sucked him with deep, hungry eagerness, her gagging and moans growing louder and more intense. Then came a loud, joyful cry from her and a rough groan from him, “Fuck! You’re so tight!”
They finally fucked. She moaned nonstop, climaxing again and again, begging him not to stop and to fuck her harder. I was captivated as she pleaded with him to cum inside her. They went at it for hours, relentlessly passionate, round after round. It was the most intensely erotic thing I’ve ever witnessed. I made my friend fuck my wife, and the echoes of every sound keep replaying in my mind like the hottest memory of my life.