Last weekend, my wife and I went to watch my favorite team play football. It was the final of the series and hence the stadium was packed with fans – mostly sweaty, swarthy men drinking beer and cheering for their teams.

We had been drinking beer and were feeling no pain. My wife – a light drinker – was actually very drunk. So much so that she was just dozing on my shoulder most of the time. We continued drinking, and I kept feeding her more and more beer without thinking of how I would get her home. Stupid me. Soon, my wife became desperate to use the restroom, so I helped her to the bathroom.

The nearest ladies’ toilet already had a huge line going out the door, and my wife was not in a position to wait at all, so I took a chance and sneaked her into the men’s toilet. Anyway, there was no one around, so I thought we would finish it quickly and get out. Unfortunately for her, the game broke for half-time just then, and the men’s toilet was flooded with men peeing torrents of beer-laden piss. We were both huddled in the last stall. As it is, the stall didn’t have a lock, and I had to hold the door tightly to stop anyone from entering.

“God, I need to pee, too,” I said in a low voice.

“Just do it between my legs,” my wife slurred.

I dropped my pants and boxers to the ground and positioned myself to piss between her legs. Just then, my wife, dead drunk already, fell off the toilet seat. As I moved forward to pull her up, a burly black man rushed inside. He already had his cock out of his pants – a menacing-looking black uncut cock which was about nine inches in a completely limp state. He just stood there with his jaw hanging open as he realized that a woman and a half-naked white man were in the stall. His black cock was trembling in anticipation of relieving his bladder.

He looked down at my dick and smirked. “What’s your game, babydick?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.

Yeah, I have a small white dick. “Nothing,” I said with a pout. “We’re just trying to pee here.”

“Me too,” the black guy said.

I could see that he was dying to go to the bathroom. “OK, as long as you keep quiet, go ahead and pee.”

“You said you needed to pee, right?”

I nodded.

“Then pee with me,” he whispered.

My wife was now leaning back against the wall, with her eyes shut and her legs wide open. Her skirt was pulled up to her waist, and her bald pussy was visible to the man with his cock in his hand.

He winked at me and mouthed. “Let’s go.” The black man grabbed me and put me in front of my wife. “Come on, man. Get your little dick peeing, you fucking loser.”

I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I let go. Carefully aiming my piss between her legs, being careful not to hit my wife’s pussy.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” the black man whispered. “Now, spread your legs some so I can poke through under you.”

I just complied, and before I knew it, a big black cock slid against my balls and out between my legs. I stared down, seeing how even like this, the man’s thick black cock still dwarfed my small white one. I could feel him getting hard. I was getting hard, too. It was so weird and strangely arousing.

“Grab my dick and aim it,” he whispered.

Silently and obediently, I grabbed his cock with my free hand and pointed it down between my wife’s legs. He let go. Initially, his piss splashed on my wife’s pussy lips, and I quickly adjusted my aim. Here I was, holding two dicks and watching them piss between my wife’s spread legs. Then, I stopped. My bladder was empty.

The black man squeezed his piss off and pulled me out of the way. I went to pull up my pants, but he stopped me. “Keep your babydick out where I can see it,” the black man growled. “Keep it hard. That way, I know you approve of all this.”

Then he squatted a little and started peeing in the bowl again between my wife’s plump thighs. I was enthralled beyond belief to see his never-ending stream of golden, glorious piss going down the drain through my wife’s legs again. His cock shivered, and the steam of piss suddenly started pouring all over my wife’s meaty pussy lips. Luckily, she had blacked out. The man squatted a little lower while still peeing and put the head of his pissing cock just at the entrance of my wife’s cunt.

“Wait,” I whispered.

“Shut up, babydick,” the black man growled. “Keep your clit hard. Stroke it.”

As I stroked my dick, he slid the head of his cock into my wife’s vagina and was peed inside my wife’s cunt. Actually, inside it. He was pissing inside my wife. His piss was raining from her pussy like a waterfall. I was dumbstruck and couldn’t do anything as I was holding my wife’s shoulders with one hand and stroking my dick with the other. I realized his cock was now getting super hard inside my wife’s cunt. Slowly, he started pumping his still pissing hard cock in and out of her. This stranger was fucking my wife with his pissing cock.

‘She’s tight,” he whispered. “Been fucking your babydick too long, eh? She makes a good urinal, though.”

It was amazing to see that a dirty, sweaty black stranger was fucking my wife full of his piss coated black cock. This piss stopped, but he kept fucking her. He was grunting like an animal. After a good five minutes of forceful fucking, he gripped my shoulder and moaned. This black man was now filling my wife’s cunt with his jizz.

‘God, yes,” he moaned.

Then he pulled out his never-ending black cock. He grabbed me and pushed me to my knees, and then turned so his half-hard cock was pointing at my mouth.

“Clean it,” he said.

“But…” I began.

“Do it, babydick. And keep stroking your clit as you do.”

I swallowed hard and leaned forward. The cock slid into my mouth, and it tasted like piss, pussy, and jizz. But I dutifully sucked and licked that thing from shaft to head, then I licked his big, smelly, hairy black balls too. I took each ball into my mouth and sucked on it. Tasting his manly muskiness. Then it happened. I came, and it was so intense.

My jizz shot out a little but landed on the floor. The black man laughed, “You babydick white boys are all the same,” he snarled.

Then he pushed me away, pulled up his pants, tucking that magnificent cock away, and left.

*****

I was still recovering from my intense orgasm as I watched him leave, and before I could extend an arm to hold the door shut, another man – a fat old white man – entered the stall. He saw my wife, her fat thighs spread wide and her bald pussy lips gushing frothy jizz from the black guy’s cock, which had just fucked it, and gave a loud whistle.

“Shhh,” I whispered. I was still kneeling on the dirty floor. Jizz dripping off my balls.

He stared down at my dick, which had now shrunken to a nub. He laughed. “Is that all you got, boyo?” he said softly. “Any wonder your wife wants to get gangbanged in a public toilet?”

“She doesn’t want it,” I whispered. “She’s just passed out drunk.”

He looks at my wife’s gaping pussy lips. “Your tiny dick didn’t do that, now did it?” he said with a smirk.

I silently pleaded with him to be quiet, and he winked at me.

“Only if I can get my dick wet, too.”

When I didn’t answer, he got a little pissed at me. He grabbed my wife and held her by her shoulders, his crotch eye level with her face. I could see a big bulge forming in his pants. Then he looked at me and said authoritatively, “Shrimp dick! Open my zip and pull my cock out. Unless, of course, you want me to go out and tell the security that you’re whoring your wife out in here.”

I really had no options, and cursing myself for not taking her to the women’s toilet, I gingerly unzipped his trousers and groped inside for his cock. I felt the hot lump of his fleshy cock and pulled it out. It was easily eight inches and was growing.

“Stroke it and make it hard. Feel what a real man’s cock feels like,” he growled, and I obeyed him like a schoolboy, my eyes tearing a little at the treatment.

I pulled and pulled that old cock, but his cock didn’t grow rock hard.

“I am not interested in shrimp dick sissy’s. If you don’t get it hard in the next minute, I am gonna call the police,” he threatened me.

“W-what can I do if you are not getting hard?” I muttered.

“Suck it, cocksucker, what else? I know you had that other guy’s cock in your mouth, you fucking wimp.”

Then, with one oversized, rough hand, he pulled me toward him. So there I was, his smelly, uncut, old white man cock dangling in my face, beckoning me with each jerk, and I slowly held his cock in my hand.

“Hold my balls with your other hand,” he commanded, and I did that, feeling his hairy balls wobble in my hands. “Enough, start sucking, I don’t wanna miss the game, faggot.”

In a flash, he shoved his now already hard cock, glistening with dew drops like pre-cum at its foreskin tip, into my mouth, which had automatically opened up wide to receive it. Before I got the first taste, I smelt the intense, funky, musky smell. It was like a ripening feta cheese. In fact, when he peeled the thick foreskin back, I saw that his purple colored cockhead was covered with a cheddar cheese-like substance. Smegma.

I gagged, but he pushed with force, and soon most of that man cheese crumbled in my mouth, melting instantly and giving my head a rush I had never felt before. I gulped down to swallow about a pint of his pre-cum collected in my mouth, together with all the cock-cheese, and felt giddy. He was least concerned about my feelings and started thrusting his 8-inch-long cock into my mouth mercilessly.

I was surprised to find that I was enjoying being mouth-fucked by this dirty-smelly ghastly old man with his equally smelly and ugly, veiny cock. So I was really very sad when he pushed me away, and before I realized what was happening, he plunged his cock in my wife’s sloppy fucked-up cunt. He fucked her for ten minutes until he pumped her pussy full of his potent jizz. He was still spurting and squeezing the last few drops of his jizz in my wife’s cunt when a young guy in his late teens rushed in.

He took a step back upon seeing my wife being fucked and me sitting down on my knees on the grimy, scummy floor with my mouth open and a thick strand of the old white man’s pre-cum still hanging from the corner of my mouth. My four-inch boner was poking up into the air. I was stroking it. The newcomer laughed and, fumbling with his jeans, pulled out a rather large white cock.

It looked impressive with its pink color and dark veins, but it was massive. I mean, I have never seen such a humongous soft cock on any man before. Its girth was like a soda can, but it was long, and the ridged cockhead was like the mushroomed cockhead of a donkey.

He slapped my face with his heavy cock and I almost saw stars. He wiped the old white man’s pre-cum off my face with its cockhead and smeared it all over my cheeks and slapped me some more, then he whispered to the old white man, “Mate, if you are done, let me have a go at the whore.”

The old white man was stuffing his still large cock in his pants. He turned to leave, but before leaving kicked me hard in the groin, sending me reeling down in pain. This amused the young cock’s owner, and he laughed. He had stroked his pink cock to its full length, but it was so heavy that it kept falling almost to his knees.

He rubbed his cockhead up and down my wife’s puffed-up pussy lips, but made a disgusted face when the old white man’s jizz flooded and coated his cockhead. Turning to me, he wiped his cock clean on my face. Then he pushed my head down and forced me to clamp it on my wife’s frothy, creampied pussy.

“Suck every single drop of cum from her pussy, shrimp dick,” he said in an evil tone, and I quickly started lapping at my wife’s creamy musk-filled cunt.

It tasted glorious, and I was ashamed that I loved the taste of another man’s jizz from my wife’s pussy. I sucked and sucked till her pussy was shining clean. Then the teen asked me to suck his cock a little because it softened some as he waited for me to clean my wife’s pussy. A few slurps on his delicious, big cock, and it was rock hard again. God, the head was the size of a peach, and I could barely fit it in my mouth.

“Now, be a pal,” he chuckled, “and put my shlong in your wife’s cunt.”

I held his massive cock gingerly and rubbed its massive donkey cockhead up and down my wife’s sweet but enlarged pussy lips. His cock was reeking with some strange smell, but I couldn’t help but flick my tongue out to swipe his massive teen balls. Oh my sweet mother, I had never felt this good and horny ever before licking this man’s hairy balls.

I slowly sucked on his orange-sized balls and continued rubbing his cockhead up and down my wife’s pussy lips. I heard low moans from my drunk wife’s mouth. She was probably thinking I was fucking her.

“Enough foreplay, shrimp dick,” the teen said and pushed me aside, taking matters into his hands.

Roughly, he pulled my wife’s cunt lips apart and, without even touching his cock plunged deep inside her fertile love tunnel. I was mesmerized to see the humongous cock disappear inch after inch inside my drunk wife’s vagina. When all of his thirteen inches of cock were inside, my wife flinched and came hard even in her drunken state. That pushed the man to give her a pounding she would not have forgotten if she were awake.

He fucked her long and slow, enjoying the lubrication his pre-cum and her pussy juices were providing, and fucked her for ten minutes. Then he increased his pace and shouted, “Shrimp dick, lick my butt.”

I had been sitting there in the corner watching the live porno show, stroking my four-inch boner, but quickly dove in to lick his hairy asshole.

It was funky and musky, and I could taste dried sweat and shit through his hair. As I touched his walnut-like asshole with my tongue, he shoved his ass in my face. “Yeah, ass licker, suck my ass, clean my butt while I fill this whore’s cunt with my cock.”

As I pushed my tongue inside his shithole, he howled and, with a loud grunt, thrust his cock to the deepest ravines of my wife’s cunt, and my tongue felt the jerks and spasms of his nuts blasting all their potent teenage jizz inside my wife’s cunt.

But once he was done, he shoved me off him, stuffed his massive cock back in his pants, and left quickly.

*****

The restroom outside was now quiet, as everyone was back in the stadium watching the football. I quickly stood and positioned my small dick outside my wife’s pussy lips and then slid inside her. God, her cunt was so stretched out that I could just feel her velvety wetness. I pumped my dick in there as fast as I could, and then with a loud grunt, I came.

That’s when my wife finally woke up from her drunken stupor.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she asked, staring at me through a deep frown.

“Um…” I mumbled.

“I said you could piss, not fuck me. How gross. You fucked me in this dirty stinking toilet like a common whore?”

I grimaced. “Sorry, honey,” I said, crestfallen. “I couldn’t resist. You just looked so fuckable sitting there.”

She sat forward, and a huge amount of jizz dribbled from her pussy. “God, how many times did you fuck me? There must be a gallon of cum in there.”

“Um, I, ah, haven’t jerked off in a couple of weeks,” I lied. How could I tell my wife that three men with huge cocks just fucked her while she was passed out? “I guess I had a bit stored up.”

“I say,” she said, wiping her pussy with some toilet paper. Then she let go of her piss. “Ah, thank God,” she moaned. “My bladder feels like it’s going to burst.”

I pulled my now-stained shorts up (from the dirty floor and jizz) and made myself as presentable as I could. When my wife finally finished her piss, she too put her panties on and we left the empty toilets and returned to our seats to watch the rest of the game.

Now that’s what I call a memorable day at the football.

 

The End.

 

 

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