Wet Miranda's Super-Bowl Choice - Sex Stories

Wet Miranda's Super-Bowl Choice

... No listening to the radio or calling anyone either. You will not know a damn thing about the game until it is over. In return for this sacrifice, I am willing to give you all a strip show. It will be a damn hot strip show, I promise. And then I will jack each one of you off. You have five minutes to decide." I unbuttoned the first two of the six buttons on my blouse, giving the guys a preview of what they would be seeing. I bent down so they could see some cleavage. The other three argued and pleaded with Patrick, but he still said no. The five minutes ended, and I gave them an ultimatum. Holding the remote in the air, I aimed it at the TV I asked them all, "Well, boys? Super-bowl, or Miranda-bowl?" They yelled and swore at Patrick. "C'mon motherfucker, she's gonna stroke all out dicks! What are you a fairy?" I counted down. "Five..." I put my hand on Patrick's leg "Four..." I inched my hand up to his thighs "Three..." now my hand was right on his lap "Two..." I felt him get an erection instantly "One!" He stammered "Yes, Yes, we agree!" I shut the game off. The huge screen flickered for a second, and then went black. The speakers went silent. "Wise decision, gentleman. Relax now, and enjoy the show." I moved the coffee table to a corner, and cleared the floor of beer cans and wrappers. I put on a hard-rock C.D. I had burned a couple of years ago, and the first song was "You Shook me all Night Long" by AC/DC. I stood in the middle of the room about three feet away from the ...

... guys, and danced while the music was playing. I planned on removing one piece of clothing per song to make the strip-show a nice tease. I really teased them, undoing the third of the six buttons, and then buttoning it back up again. Then it came unbuttoned again. Three buttons down, three to go. I repeated this process until it was all the way unbuttoned. I opened up the blouse to give them all a quick flash of my sheer white bra, and then closed the blouse again. Near the end of the song, I turned around so they were viewing my body from behind. I let the blouse come down very slowly, first exposing my bare shoulder, then taking my arms out of the sleeves, and finally letting it fall to the floor. No front view just yet, they had to be content to see my shoulders and back first. I wiggled my ass which was still covered by the black mini-skirt. Now "Why can't this be Love" by Van Halen came on. I turned around to give them a view of my front. I bent over a lot to give them a good look of my cleavage. I danced seductively, swaying my hips and also touching my chest a lot. I cupped my breasts in my hands, and licked my lips, winking at the guys. I saw big bulges in all of their pants. I turned around and put my hands on the skirt. I pulled the skirt down a few inches, giving them a preview of my white thong and my ass. I decided they would have to wait a bit longer for the skirt to come off. I turned around and faced them again. "Guys, I feel bad now that you are missing your ...