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Casey Holt 11-14 minutes 6/10/2022

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How I discovered that my fiancée was a champion.

For the second year in a row, I had begged off going to the annual Sausage Fest. Even the name didn’t sound appealing to a vegetarian like myself, but my fiancée and her four friends always seemed eager to go. I was sure that eating meat after not having it in a while would aggravate my digestion and had told the girls as much. They had only giggled and one of them had made a joke about the spit-roasting Brooke and Julia liked. I’d never known my fiancée to be so interested in barbeque.

Still, when I received the text from Brooke’s friend Paige so say that Brooke had indulged a bit too much and was ready to go home, I had been more than happy to go get her. My fiancée doesn’t usually drink too much, let alone overeat, so I knew when Paige texted me that Brooke was done it was a rare occasion. After getting the location from Paige, I programmed the GPS and was off. As I drove, it all became stranger and stranger.

I knew the Sausage Fest was a university event where Brooke and the other girls had gone to school and been sorority sisters. Being from out of town, I was still unfamiliar with that area. As I followed the map, I bypassed the normal university buildings decked out with brick walls with ivy crawling up them. Instead, I passed through campus to a row of large houses with Greek letters adorning them.

“This seems like an odd place for a meat festival,” I told myself as I pulled up to the curb and re-checked the address.

Looking at the large Victorian house, I noted the banner slung across the upper balcony displaying: Annual Sausage Fest.

“Weird,” I muttered as I climbed out of the car and headed for the front door.

The door opened as I climbed up the front steps and two guys left smiling and joking with each other. Elbowing open the door before it closed, I stepped inside and was greeted by a naked blond guy standing just inside the door. Trying not to look at his genitalia, I was about to ask him about Brooke when he turned to me.

“Dude, you here to take your turn? It’s off the hook this year.”

“Pardon me?” I asked over the loud music ,then looked around the room.

Shocked, I noted a dozen naked young men milling about drinking. I was starting to have a bad feeling about Sausage Fest and its meaning.

“Take your clothes off and get in there, bro. The girls are fucking hot this year. Every year the same five girls come back for more. They can’t get enough even though they already graduated.”

“Five,” I repeated to myself as I did a mental calculation of how many friends had left with Brooke.

As I did, Julia came into the room completely naked, and my eyes became huge.

“Oh, hey Brad,” she called to me as I drank in her naked nubile body.

“Hi Julia...”

She turned and looped an arm around the neck of an impressively built black guy, kissed him then pushed him back down onto the sofa. Julia dropped to her knees in front of him and took his cock in her lips as the rest of the guys howled with appreciation. Another guy dropped to his knees behind her and started slapping her ass with his flaccid cock to get it hard. I watched, stunned, as he grew to an impressive length, then shoved himself inside her from behind.

“Holy shit,” I muttered as I watched the tableau.

“You here to fuck, Bud? You look kind of old,” another guy asked me.

“I’m only two years older than Brooke,” I replied defensively.

“Oh, you’re here to fuck Brooke! Not much left of her after Carlos fucked her. She was already exhausted after being spit-roasted by two — no — three pairs of guys. I heard she was totally fucking spent but agreed to take Dave on.” He looked around at the crowd, ignoring the three people fucking in front of us. “I was told her husband was coming to get her.”

“Fiancé. Me,” I mumbled.

“Oh, shit dude. You’re fucking lucky.” He addressed the crowd. “Hey! This is Brooke’s fiancé.” He pointed at me as the rest of the crowd cheered. “Everyone here’s fucked her at least once over the years.” He clapped me on the back. “She’s a fucking Sausage Fest legend.”

“Legend,” I parroted.

“Brooke’s in the bedroom back there with Dave. You better get in there if you want some tonight. She’s really outdone herself this year.”

He pushed me to propel me forward. My legs felt like they were cased in cement. Despite the shock of what I had walked into, my cock was starting to harden as I passed Julia being filled from both ends. The guy seated on the couch had her head in a death grip as she bobbed on his cock. Behind her, the other guy was relentlessly pounding into her.

Making my way down the hall, I was surprised when a bedroom door opened and the largest man I’d ever seen walked out. Between the Hispanic man’s legs hung a massive cock that swayed pendulously as I backed out of the way. Even his cock was intimidating.

“Carlos?” I croaked as I stared at his oversized manhood.

“Do I know you?”

“I’m Brooke’s fiancé.”

He stuck out a meaty hand and engulfed mine. Pumping it up and down, he effused, “You’re a lucky man. That girl can really take a pounding.”

“Pounding,” I mumbled as I watched his cock sway as he shook my hand.

“I gave it to her good,” he continued. “And she took every inch.” Letting go of my hand, he grabbed his monstrous cock by the base and waggled it at me. “Every fucking huge inch. She’s a real trooper.”

“Isn’t she?” I added, shaking my head as I eyed his cock while he released it.

“You better get in there though, bro. I pushed her over the edge. She did have some left for Dave. He’s no slouch either in the cock department.”

Carlos clapped me on the back pushing me down the hallway, but not before I glimpsed through the bedroom door that Carlos had just exited and noted Laurie being fucked savagely by a blond guy while three others watched, waiting their turn.

“Brooke’s a fucking Sausage Fest champion,” Carlos called after me.

Peeking my head in next door, I saw Emily on a bed with two guys fucking her at the same time. Her screams filled the room as one guy pumped his cock into her ass while she rode atop another. Shutting the door to give the trio privacy, I stumbled down the hall to try the next door. Opening it, I spied Paige on her hands and knees with a guy fucking her from behind and another filling her mouth. A pair of guys standing inside the door watching them turned to me.

“You gonna get in on spit-roasting Paige?”

“No,” I replied in amazement as the guy fucking Paige’s mouth came and a steady trail of white semen leaked from her lips down her chin to drizzle on the bed.

“Was gonna say. I’m next now that Pete is done but you can get in line.”

“I’m — I’m here for Brooke,” I told him as he went to take his place fucking Paige’s mouth and I realized then I had been all wrong about the women’s craving for barbeque. Spit-roasting obviously wasn’t what I thought it was.

“Brooke’s fucking legendary here, bro. Heard she’s getting married or some shit,” the guy that had just climaxed told me as he strode out the door with his manhood bobbing back and forth leaking a final trail of cum toward the floor. I danced out of the way to avoid the drizzle.

“Where is she?” I called after him.

“Next bedroom.” He looked me over. “Might not be much left for you after Carlos and Dave have fucked her though.”

Leaving Paige with her lineup of guys waiting to fuck her, I stepped down to the next door and sucked in a ragged breath. Turning the doorknob, I pushed the door fully open and was greeted by the sight of my fiancée in the middle of a bed with her ass in the air. Behind her, a guy straddled her round plump hips, plunging a huge cock deep into her ass over and over again. I knew it had to be Dave by the size of his impressive cock. Brooke was screaming as she was ass fucked.

“You’re fucking huge! Fuck my ass! I’ve never had a cock this big in my ass before!”

Remembering the few times we had tried anal, I knew I was included in that statement as I watched my fiancée being sodomized. As the door slammed open against the wall, Dave shot a look at me over his shoulder as if daring me to interrupt.

“B — B — Brooke?” I finally managed to get out.

“Wait your fucking turn,” Dave spat at me before I backed out of the door into the wall opposite it.

Stumbling down the hall, I was both shocked at what I had witnessed and confused as my cock throbbed painfully. I couldn’t remember ever being that hard before. Groping my way into the living room, I collapsed onto the couch next to the guy that Julia had been sucking. To my surprise, she sauntered over to me from across the room. My eyes were locked on her bobbing brown nipples and the shaved V between her legs. The crease in her plump cunt was coated and glistening with cum.

“Hi, Brad. I was wondering when you were coming to get Brooke. Carlos fucked her raw. I can’t believe she even had anything left for Dave. But then again, he is her favorite at Sausage Fest.”

“Favorite?” I asked her, dazed, as I stared up at her.

“My, you’re hard enough to cut diamonds from the looks of things,” Julia pointed at the bulge in my jeans. “I can help with that.” I didn’t even protest as she unbuttoned my jeans and took out my throbbing cock. “Wonderfully average,” Julia noted as she stroked my cock. “I could use that about now.”

Eyeing the cocks swinging in front of the men standing around us, I could see why she was thankful. Before I could say anything, she turned her back to me giving me an eyeful of her luscious round ass, then squatted over my cock. Lowering herself onto me, she worked my cock into her asshole and settled fully on me as I took her by the hips.

“That feels soooo good,” Julia moaned as she began raising and lowering herself on my cock. “Such a relief after the other guys.”

I was beyond caring that the size of my manhood was being insulted. Instead, I bucked my hips wildly, driving my cock up into her. It didn’t take long for my orgasm to start. My grip tightened on her hips and Julia was slamming her ass down onto my cock driving me deeper inside her. As my orgasm started in earnest, Brooke came around the corner wrapped in a sheet and being helped by Dave.

“Brad? I thought I heard you,” my fiancée noted just as I climaxed, and I locked eyes with her. As I did, semen erupted from me filling Julia’s ass.

“Brooke. I’m sooooo sorry,” I groaned as I spent my load.

She waved me off.

“It’s Sausage Fest. It’s the one day of the year to really let loose and enjoy yourself.” Julia slowed her pounding on my cock, burying it deep in her ass. “And to get some meat stuffed inside you.”

“Oh yeah,” Julia breathed as she rose off my cock and it flopped stickily against my stomach.

“Fucking Annual Sausage Fest,” Carlos howled as he walked by us with his cock swinging like a doughy hammer.

Brooke rolled her eyes. “He thinks he’s king sausage.”

“I can see why,” I commented as I moved to tuck my own much smaller spent cock away.

“Take me home? Carlos fucked the hell out of me. Then Dave fucked the shit out of me. Literally.”

“See you next year, babe,” Dave told her as he leaned down to kiss my fiancée.

“You know it,” Brooke grinned up at him before he walked away. We both watched his bare sculpted backside. “Mmmph — I love me some good big meat,” she told me as I stood up.

I could see why she did and I was already rethinking my plans for next year to make sure I attended Sausage Fest with the girls.