The Football Bet Chapter Five: Happy Ending

Will all go well with Claire and Damien? Will he forgive her? Will Claire become a loyal girlfriend? Or will it all end?

(A.I. Image Dreamerland)

I gunned the truck as fast as I dared, trying to keep an eye out for any cops. I couldn’t afford another speeding ticket. All I could think of was my giant around all those naked boobs. I knew how much Damien loved huge tits. I had the biggest natural tits in the place, but Tabitha had me beat with her vast implants.

I skidded the truck to a stop outside the club.

“Hey Claire, I thought it was your night off?” Rick, the bouncer, said as I walked up.

“It is, I am not here to work,” I told him without stopping to talk.

I walked inside and looked around, trying to see if I could spot him right away.

There he was in the corner with no one around him. I breathed a sigh of relief. Tabitha walked up to me with her long bleach blonde hair and her oversized boobs. I always marveled at how small her body was and how she could carry those mammoth things around.

“I had to use my cat claws on a few of the other girls to keep them away from him, but he is all yours,” Tabitha smiled.

“I owe you,” I smiled back at her as we kissed.

“Go get him,” Tabitha smiled at me, planting a playful smack on my ass.

I walked over to him. He smiled as he saw me, and I melted right away.

“Hi,” I said, my stomach was doing somersaults as I stood there staring at him.

“Hi,” Damien replied.

I sat next to him. Luckily, Rachel was on the stage nearest to him. She was small-chested. A great dancer, but no real threat to me.

“What brings you here?” I asked, I was trying to break the ice.

He looked at me with those huge brown eyes.

“Surely not her,” Damien said, looking up at Rachel.

“Not your type,” I laughed.

“No,” he said. Then his face got serious. “I met someone.”

My heart dropped. It felt like someone had punched me as hard as they could in my stomach. I knew I didn’t have the right to be jealous or upset after all the things I had done before we met and especially afterward.

“Is it serious?” I asked.

“It is getting close,” Damien replied.

“Have you?” I began to ask. “No, it’s none of my business.”

“No,” Damien replied. “But she is getting anxious.”

“She can fucking wait!” I replied without thinking.

I had no right, no fucking right in the world to be so mad, so angry, so jealous. I had done things with other men, and I wasn’t the most loyal girlfriend in the world.

“Is there somewhere we can talk, without the music?” Damien asked.

I nodded, then took him by the hand and led him towards the backrooms. Tabitha saw the look in my eyes as I was trying not to cry, not to be angry, not to feel anything. She smiled and winked at me as I opened one of the doors.

“No one will bother us here,” I fake a smile, sitting down beside him on the oversized couch.

“Listen, I came here because I still have feelings for you, and before I pursue this other relationship. I want to know what is happening with us.”

I sat back and looked at him. I shook my head. I had to tell him the truth, no lies, no deceit, and no deceptions.

“I have done things, which I know you won’t like.”

Damien turned to face me. Then pulled me to him, with one swift move, he planted me on his lap. I smiled. This was my giant.

“I should’ve accepted the things you have done. They were things you had done in your past,” Damien said. He wrapped his hands around my waist, his huge hands cupping my ass.

“Yes, you should have, but it’s not like we had time to talk, and for me explain,” I shrugged, putting my hands on his broad chest.

There was no time between what I had done with him because of Johnny, and the very next day, I should have come clean to him during the past few months. We should have sat down and talked like adults.

“We can talk now,” Damien smiled and pushed a stray strand of my hair from my eyes.

“Okay,” I smiled as I stared at him. “But first I have to tell you I like the life I have now. I like dancing because I am good at it, and I love the attention.”

“And the men,” he said.

“And women,” I smiled.

“Okay that, I didn’t know,” he smiled.

“Neither did I until I met Tabitha,” I shrugged. “She means a lot to me. And if we get serious, she has to be a part of it.”

Damien thought for a moment. He could see the serious look on my face. I knew Tabitha well enough that she would love to be included.

“Okay, I can deal with that, if that is what you want.”

“What do you mean?”

“No more sneaking around,” Damien said strictly.

My heart raced. “You mean, I can still keep all of this and you?”

“Not all of it,” Damien said with a stern voice. “The dancing, the attention, but no other men.”

I sat back in his hands. I looked him in the eyes. I could see he meant it. That would mean no more surprise blow jobs, tit fucks, and no specials for bachelor parties.

“Hell, Tabitha can pick up my slack,” I shrugged.

“Oh no, she can’t,” Damien shook his head. “If she is part of the deal, then the rules apply to her too.”

I grabbed his face and kissed him as hard as I possibly could.

“Deal!” I said when our lips parted.

“Now do I get a lap dance?” Damien asked with a huge grin on his face as he sat back.

“Yup, but not here,” I responded, getting off his lap.

“Where are we going?” Damien asked as I pulled on his arm.

“Our house, you can call that other bitch on the way there and tell her to fuck off!” I exclaimed.

We walked out of the private rooms; when we got out to the floor, I saw Tabitha standing close to the bar.

“Come on Tabby, you’re coming too,” I grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the bar.

“Sorry Mike, guess I am going somewhere,” Tabitha laughed as she shouted to the man behind the bar.

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We drove our separate vehicles back to his house, which I could now start calling my home.

“I am sorry I included you without asking,” I was talking to Tabitha over the Bluetooth connection.

“No apologies,” Tabitha replied. “You told me from the start that you had feelings for him.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean…” I started to say.

“Claire,” Tabitha interrupted me. “If I didn’t want to be part of this, why am I flashing my highbeams at you on the way to his house?”

I looked in the rearview mirror and saw her high-beam headlights flashing.

“If I didn’t want to be part of this, and the two of you, I would be back at the club,” Tabitha explained. “I like you, and I want to be with you, and I am sure I will like him.”

“Have I ever told you that you are the greatest?” I asked.

“A couple of times,” Tabitha replied. “But I like hearing it so, you can…”

Tabitha trailed off as we pulled up to Damien’s house and his driveway.

“This is his house?” Tabitha asked

“Yeah, it’s great isn’t it?” I asked as I turned the truck off.

Tabitha got out and marvelled at the large house and circular driveway.

“I have only seen neighbourhoods like this in television shows or movies,” Tabitha grinned.

“Now we get to live here,” I smiled as Damien approached us.

“So, you’re Tabitha,” Damien grinned.

“You can stare,” I smiled. I knew my giant was trying to be nice and not stare at Tabitha’s gigantic fake tits, which were jutting out before her.

“It’s quite okay,” Tabitha grinned. “You have a nice house here,” she smiled, looking at it.

“No, Tabby, it’s ours,” I said, grabbing the two of them again.

“You like grabbing us,” my giant said.

“I like claiming things,” I shrugged.

“Guess we belong to her,” Tabitha said with a smile.

Once we got inside, we sat down on the large couch. It was time for talking, and as much as I wanted to jump him and have him fuck me to the moon and back, we had to sort things out. The past few months, a lot had happened, and it was time to unpack it all.

Damien told me he had talked to Johnny on the job. Of course, Johnny caught him up on a lot of the things I had done in the past. Some of which Johnny had embellished on and made them worse than what they were, but that was Johnny’s feelings talking.

I told Damien the truth, that I had always been a horny attention whore. It was the truth then as it was now. I also told him he was the first male that made me feel like changing that, not only because of the great sex, but the way he looked at me, the way he smiled, and especially now, the way he listened without judging me.

“Okay,” he smiled.

“Okay,” I grinned.

I had accepted his new rules; my attention whore would only be allowed out at work. Dancing and lap dances, no private parties, no more one-on-ones in the backroom. Only on the dance floor and in the open areas.

Tabitha also joined in and talked; she told him things that she hadn’t told me. Like the reason she went from straight to lesbian to bisexual. It was a sad story and one that a lot of women went through alone.

“So, about that lap dance?” Damien asked after all was said and done.

“I have a better idea than a lap dance,” I grinned.

I pushed him further back onto the couch. I quickly kneeled to the floor in front of him. Tabitha joined me. The two of us unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans off.

“Holy shit!” Tabitha exclaimed as his dick sprang free of his boxers.

“I fucking told you!” I laughed at her eyes as they got big; she was staring at Damien’s huge black cock.

“I thought you were exaggerating!” Tabitha shook her head as she knelt there, staring at it.

I grabbed hold of it with one hand. Tabitha began to suck the head of his cock. While I stroked the rest of it, he began to moan as we both started to take turns sucking and stroking him. A few times, we kissed each other and made our tongues touch while licking his big dick.

“Fuck,” he moaned as I tried to deep throat him.

“That’s all you can take?” Tabitha challenged me.

“Can you do better?” I smiled.

“Watch,” Tabitha pulled her hair back into a ponytail, then settled down in front of him.

Tabitha took his dick in one hand, then opened her mouth. What happened next was unbelievable. Inch by inch, she took him into her mouth. She sat upright with her hands braced on his knees as she tried to take more of it down her throat. I watched her throat swell as she began to take more of it.

“That’s it!” Damien groaned, watching her take him into her mouth. Her nails dug into his knees as she pushed her head down. “Holy shit,” Damien’s eyes rolled back. I could tell he was near to cumming. “Push her head,” he ordered.

Tabitha nodded her head, with her eyes tearing. I quickly grabbed the back of her blonde head and pushed it down. She didn’t fight back as his whole length disappeared into her mouth. Tabitha expertly buried her head between his legs.

“Right there,” Damien grunted as he pushed his thighs upward. “Right fucking there.”

I watched him as he came. I put my hand on her throat; I could feel his dick pulsing as he came. I squeezed it and massaged it. Tabitha sprang up with a deep gasp. Her face was a bright red; she took a few deep breaths as she filled her lungs back up. I licked him clean as he finished cumming.

“That was incredible,” I looked at her. “You took all of it!”

I kissed her. I loved the taste of his cum in her mouth. She grabbed my head and kissed me. Her tongue danced inside my mouth. She squeezed my tits as she pushed me down onto the floor.

I liked it when she did this to me. She loved to take control of the situation in the bedroom. My pants came down next, then my underwear. Her lips slowly kissed their way down my body. Then her head disappeared between my legs. My hands instantly gripped the floor as she began to lick and suck on me. My legs twitched immediately.

“Goddammit,” I screamed.

My body was no longer under my control. With every move of her tongue, she sent my body into spasms of pleasure. Then she stopped. Tabitha knew me well. Every lick, every movement of her fingers made my body arch.

I ran my fingers through my hair as another wave rushed through me. I couldn’t last much longer, then she stopped. I propped myself up on my elbows to look up and over my boobs to see what was going on. Buried behind Tabitha’s pert little ass, I could see Damien’s head. He was eating her out from behind.

“Damn, he is good,” Tabitha looked at me with her wild eyes, meeting mine. I could see his hands gripping her waist as his head moved this way and that.

“Wait until you feel his dick,” I smiled. Tabitha smiled, then returned her head between my legs. I came again and again. And in turn, so did she. Every time she came, she would stop, then continue.

“Enough!” Tabitha shouted. “Fuck me!”

I pulled away from her as he lined up his dick. I watched as she arched her back and her eyes closed; she let out a long gasp. I knew that feeling all too well. She was being filled and stretched with his massive dick. Damien looked at me with a smile, then a wink as he fucked her from behind.

“Oh, my,” Tabitha yelled time and again as he gripped her hips and fucked her hard. Tabitha’s nails scratched against the tiled floor as her body rocked back and forth.

“Take it bitch!” I grinned as I got close to her face.

Her cute face was dripping with sweat. Her long blonde hair clung to her face. She took one of her hands from the ground, gripped my face, and kissed me.

“Thank you,” Tabitha nodded, putting her forehead close to mine. We stared at each other. “Thank you so much!”

“That’s what friends are for,” I smiled.

I lay on the floor and slid myself under her. So, we were in a sixty-nine position. Instantly, she began to finger fuck me. I began to lick her as Damien’s dick pounded her dripping pussy.

I took his cock out of her and put it in my mouth. The mix of the two of them tasted good. Damien began to fuck down into my mouth, then he took it out of my mouth and put it back into her. He went back and forth between her pussy and my mouth until he was ready to cum.

Tabitha and I both got close together so he could cum on our faces.

“I’m cumming,” Damien shouted as he came hard, covering our faces with his cum. He collapsed backwards onto the couch. His chest heaved up and down.

We both licked and kissed each other until we got all of his cum off. We joined him on the couch. He wrapped his big arms around us both.

“No more guys, right?” Damien asked both of us.

“Nope,” Tabitha and I shook our heads.

He looked over at Tabitha. She grabbed his dick firmly.

“No more bitches?”

“Nope,” Damien replied.

We all laughed. I got up. Then I began to walk to the kitchen as I picked up my bra and panties. I didn’t want to cook completely naked.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“I am going to make something in my kitchen,” I smiled. “Don’t know what I am going to make, but I am making something.”

I left the two of them alone while I cooked up some food I found in the freezer. I hadn’t cooked real food in a while. The feeling was fantastic. This kitchen was amazing. I started thinking about all the food I could make and parties I could throw.

“Hope you two are in the mood for a late dinner,” I yelled back at them as I was near finishing.

There was no answer; they were too quiet. I walked back into the living room to find Tabitha bouncing her huge fake tits up and down on his dick while he was watching football. I shook my head.

“You didn’t tell me he was a boob guy,” Tabitha said, looking at me as I came closer.

“Didn’t think I had to,” I said as I cupped mine in both hands. “Thought it was self-explanatory.”

“Get on the other side,” she smiled.

I took my bra off and joined her. She sat on one side of Damien’s lap I took the other. We cupped our big tits around his dick and bounced them in unison. He was in tit heaven. He began to fuck upward between our boobs.

“We should do this every day,” I smiled, looking at Damien’s closed eyes.

“You can take three days, I will take three, and we share the last one?” Tabitha said.

“Sunday, Double tit fuck Sunday,” Damien smiled.

“Deal,” we both laughed. We bounced harder and faster.

“I have an idea,” Tabitha said. She got up and walked out of the house naked.

Damien and I looked puzzled. She came back in with something in her hands that made me smile from ear to ear. She wrapped it around her waist, and instantly, I crawled over to her.

I wrapped my mouth around her plastic dick. It was by no means as tasty or as big or thick as Damien’s, but I loved how she made me feel.

“That’s it bitch! Suck that fake dick,” Tabitha laughed as she fucked my mouth.

“Get on the floor. I will show you,” I laughed. We had both played the role of horny men who wanted to fuck busty strippers.

Damien was enjoying the show. He had his dick in his hand as he watched me straddle Tabitha with her strap-on. I slowly lowered myself onto her fake cock, holding and squeezing her boobs. I slowly began to ride her up and down. We both sucked and squeezed each other’s tits.

Then I felt Damien behind me. He had his hand on my hips. I felt the head of his dick at the entrance of my ass. I looked down at Tabitha. She knew being double penetrated was a fantasy of mine, even though I had never done anal. I lay down on her, looking into her blue eyes.

“Breathe,” Tabitha smiled. She had done it many times. She looked at me and nodded.

I felt Damien push forward. His cock was pushing down on me. At first, it slipped out, then after a few more attempts. I felt it. The head of his dick punctured its way into my virgin ass.

“Holy fuck!” I screamed as the pain rushed through my body. He slowly began to inch it into me. I relaxed and took deep breaths as I felt more of his cock fill my ass.

“That’s it,” Tabitha said, kissing me. They both began to fuck me. At first, they were out of rhythm, but then they began to fuck me at the same pace.

I felt it build inside me. I was on the verge of a massive orgasm.

“Faster,” I pleaded.

Damien grabbed my long red hair and pulled on it. He began fucking my ass harder. Tabitha squeezed and twisted my nipples. I came harder than I ever had. I collapsed on Tabitha’s huge tits.

“My turn,” Tabitha squealed.

I bowed out from pure exhaustion. I could barely breathe. My lungs and body felt like they were on fire.

Tabitha climbed on top of Damien. She squatted over his dick with her back to him. She lined up his cock with her ass, then slowly lowered herself down.

“Holy fuck!” Tabitha screamed as it entered her.

Seeing her bounce up and down on it, with her knees bent like that. Instantly, it made me want her. She began bouncing harder and faster. Her huge tits were bouncing with her.

“Lick me,” Tabitha ordered. Putting her fingers in her pussy.

I quickly obeyed, parting Damien’s legs. I licked and sucked on her as she bounced.

“I’m cumming,” Damien announced.

Tabitha fell back off of him as I took his dick in my mouth. He came hard, filling my mouth. I sat up and began to kiss Tabitha. Both of us sharing his cum.

“Think we should do this every football night,” Damien smiled after we all caught our breath.

“I’m down,” Tabitha smiled.

“Of course, you would be. Let’s go eat,” I said.

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Later that night, I got out of bed, leaving the two of them lying together. I walked to the window. I remembered being parked just a few meters from the driveway, looking up at this same window. Wondering what it would be like to live here. Then I looked down at the driveway. I almost took a step back.

There was an image of me with my bags in my hands. I knew it was just my imagination. And the image of me wasn’t real. It looked lifelike. The image of myself looked up at me with a smile. Then she walked towards the end of the driveway. I was no longer that lost, needy person.

Looking back at the bed, I saw the two people who loved me for who I was, and they would do anything for me. I turned back to the image of myself.

“Bye Claire,” I whispered. “Thank you, for helping me find myself.”

As she got to the end of the driveway, she turned around and waved one last time. Then she disappeared.

“Come back to bed, I’m cold,” Tabitha whined.

“Coming,” I replied.

The End

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