The Bears Still Suck
Story by PieAnon314 synthetic
Story by PieAnon314 synthetic
Posted 3/18/23 753 views
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Been playing around with Bing AI Image Generator for all these old stories! Attached my favorite 4!
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Hi everyone, I'm happy to stepping off the lurking ledge and the occasional share from the past. Thanks for always accepting us long-time lurkers when we come out of the shadows! Some will remember this story from the WamLibrary and I had shared it under the name T-Bone (no idea why - but PieAnon is just a funny reference to our US politics, but I digress). Anyway, I have gone through fits and spurts with writing and engagement here but am happy to be joining more openly again.
This story preface is to say that I don't have copies of any of my other writings. This would have been about 2018-2019 or so and posted to WamLibrary. After The Bears Still Suck there was The Packers Suck Too (a similar pie story for the Packers loss in the NFC Championship 2015), and another slapstick theater story of Dave in the middle of the Monty Python sketch. I snagged this version off the WamLibrary google drive and didn't see any of my others. Big thanks to who saved what's there!!
This story also featured the inner thoughts of the main guy, but I don't think I can do italics here, so I tried to delete them where it didn't make sense.
If anyone has copies of my other stories, please message me! Thank you!
I'll share another story I have soon!
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I swore I'd never fall in love with a Packers fan. But that's the chance I took when I went to college in Wisconsin. I'm a guy from the northern suburbs of Chicago and I met my beautiful wife at Madison. But trying to be a semi-adult, who your favorite football team is doesn't come up in the first conversation. And when I saw Becky in Soc 101, I was hooked. She sat in the second row, and I sat in the 4th across the aisle from her. Long-story short, I didn't find out she was a Packers fan until our 3rd date, and by then it was too late.
Becky is an average-build brunette but with curves that get looks from every guy she passes. Oh god, do I love her ass! She has shoulder length hair and a toothpaste commercial smile. I was enchanted. Becky came from northeast Wisconsin, and she and her family are all die-hard Packer fans. Her Aunt Leslie even works for their marketing team. And that's where everything went wrong for me.
The summer right after we both graduated, Becky and I got married. Over the 4th of July weekend and just returning from our honeymoon, we were at her family's cookout. It was happy hour and everyone was razzing me about the Bears. We'd had another unspectacular year and they were all pretty optimistic about the Packers' chances next season. Their win-streak at home was getting pretty long. I said that can change on any given Sunday. "Just wait until we get our shot again next year," I said.
At that point, Aunt Leslie walked in carrying dessert and set it on the table. Becky was obviously well aware of my pie fetish by this time, and indulged me on occasion, and took the opportunity to needle me. "Ugh, if the Bears beat the Packers at home, I'd shove this pie right in your face!" "We'd all love to see that!" added Leslie. The rest of the family agreed. Becky picked up the cream pie Leslie brought in and held it up threateningly. I laughed it off, but I was trying to keep my hard-on from being noticeable. She knew how to push my buttons. Well, before we knew it, Becky and I had a pie in the face bet on the Bears @ Packers next year, but for the other way around. Bears win, I pie Becky; Packers win, Becky pies me. "I'm gonna give you a big 'ol pie in the face, Jeff!" "You can't be on top forever," I added, as much as I loved Becky on top.
A couple weeks later, I got home from work and Becky was getting off the phone. "We're in!" she said as she hung up! "Who was that?" I asked. "That was Aunt Leslie. Now don't get mad but they had an idea." "Okay who had an idea, and about what?" "Well, Leslie told the rest of the Packers marketing team about our bet. They love hearing about that sort of thing and wanted to see if they could use it for the game" What did she just commit me to? "Well, first they wanted to have the pieing on camera, which I figured would happen anyway knowing my family, so that's not a problem." "Sure, I guess" I just need to control my boner on camera, but a couple minutes aren't bad. "But then they thought it'd be more fun for the pieing to happen during the game. But that's hard when the outcome depends on the game. So they came up with in-game scenario" "What is it?" I asked.
"Here's the plan they advertise for a Packers/Bears rivalry pie in the face event throughout the week leading up to the game. The promo will be of us and explaining the three rules: 1 pie in the face for each touchdown, 1 pie on the body for each field goal, and in the case of a safety, a pie on top of the head." "Are you serious?! They want us to have a pie fight throughout the game and on national television???" "Yes and I think it'll be fun!" said Becky. "I do too, but I prefer it in the comfort of our own home. This is MY kink, remember?" "I get that, but I think it'll be fun! And you were all sure of yourself when it was just one pie in the face on the line!" "Yeah, I wasn't betting multiple on national television!" Becky got close. She knew I loved the idea of pieing her on national television and for the Bears kicking the Packers' asses. I was just nervous because I'd also want to fuck her so hard afterwards. She looked up and said, "Well, I already said we'd do it," she said. My hands cupped her ass and I squeezed. "Why don't I go show you what I want to do with this as I throw pies in your face on TV," I said. And that was it. We fucked and I thought about destroying her on TV with pies. She was gonna get it. "Don't forget," she said, "the Bears still suck." Then I bent her over the bed and let her have it from behind.
We had to film a video promo the week before the game. We each wore our quarterback jerseys and threatened each other with a pie in the face. They gave us some heaping cream pies to hold. Holy shit, Becky looks sexiest when she's holding a pie. Because we live in Wisconsin, we know a lot more Packers fans than Bears fans, so I was hearing all week about how I was going to get humiliated in front of the world. I was still optimistic that it wouldn't be THAT bad. It had to be somewhat even, despite one of us winning and the other losing. Right?
It's game day! It wasn't hard to get dressed that morning. I wore jeans and my Cutler jersey. Becky wore her Rodgers jersey. We'd already had sex in our jerseys before with the tension of our opposing teams having some sex appeal. I suppose that's why I was looking forward to having a pie fight in them and have it recorded! I couldn't get Becky to agree to any recording of our fun on my behalf. But besides the jersey, she came out of the bedroom in her form-fitting dirty wash denim skirt. She knew that thing drove me nuts. The way it accentuated her ass oh man. And because she knew we were going to be on TV, she also pageanted her thick dark brown hair with volumizing spray and did her make-up in a way that showed off her cheek bones. She wanted to make today hard for me. She walked into the kitchen, gave me a big smile, and walked right past me to the kitchen table. She bent over to show me her ass and flipped her hair back. Oh god. I need that right now. Reading my thoughts, she said, "Don't worry, you'll get some. Much later."
We arrived at Lambeau and Aunt Leslie met us at the gate. "Come with me," she said. We followed her to a private suite overlooking the game. They had already set up with Green Bay-themed tarps in one wall of the corner and Chicago-themed tarps on the other wall. There was a table nearby with 12 banana cream pies on it. My stomach dropped. "Here we are! This is where you two will watch the game and stand ready to pie each other." "Oh good," I said. "I can't wait!" said Becky!
As we waited for the game to start, Al Michaels and Chris Collinsworth stopped by. They'd heard about our bet and saw the promo. Chris said, "You're a brave guy, Jeff! I wouldn't come on the road to Lambeau and risk multiple pies in the face on national television!" "I'm just hoping that it'll be close," I said.
After the National Anthem, one of the Packers' Network personalities dropped in to go over the rules for the crowd. Becky looked awesome on the big screen! They had us hold a pie each and pretend to go after the other person. Of course, they talked to Becky more than me as she's representing the home team. In fact, whenever they showed me, the crowd erupted in a chorus of "The Bears Still Suck!" Toni went through the rules. "Okay! So for every touchdown, the scoring team pies the losing team in the face. For a field goal, the scoring team can pie the loser on their body. A safety is a pie on the top of the head of the loser." At that point, Becky mimed pieing me, and the crowd cheered. "Wow, anything you want to say, Jeff?" "Yeah! I'm looking forward to the Bears shutting down the Packers and the fans pretty early!" The crowd booed loudly and restarted their chant. I just couldn't stop looking at Becky at how sexy she looked like that and holding a pie.
The game started. The Bears got the kick off! Okay, let's start this game off right! Well, the first possession ended up in a punt. There goes my chance to pie Becky first
The Packers started their first possession. They marched down the field and got to 3rd and Goal on the 4 yard line. Becky picked up one of the pies in anticipation. She looked at me with a satisfied look on her face and then gave me her big smile. She fixed her hair and kicked out one of her hips to the side. The pass to Lacy was complete but 1 yard short! YES! No pie in the face yet! But before Becky could put the pie down, the Packers went for
it on 4th and Goal from the 1 Shit!!! THEY GOT IT!
"Touchdown Packers!" shouted Becky! And with that, the cameras on the big screen showed us in the booth. Becky paused to savour the moment, gave the camera, and then me, an excited look. Then, she let me have it. She pied me in the face in the classical sense. Not too hard. Not too soft. But just right for maximum mess, and twisted the pie so that the crust stuck on my face for a couple second. Packers 7 Bears 0.
"Ouch! That must have hurt!" cried Al Michaels. "Both physically and in the manhood!" If it had been my first pie in the face, maybe. But I'm a pro. And Becky is a pro, and she showed it! She looked so proud of herself! The cameras came back to us and she was totally milking it!
"Okay, okay. That was fine. I expected to get pied once or twice. But let's just see what happens next!" Well, the next Bears possession didn't go well and Cutler was intercepted. Shit. The Packers quickly scored again Packers 14 Bears 0. Damn it. There was Becky again, looking so sweet, but so excited to pie me again. SPLAT! This one wasn't as gentle as the first. She was enjoying this. I heard her giggle a little on the other side. "Something funny?" I asked. "Yeah, the Bears!" she said. I wanted to fuck her so bad
The Bears got the ball back. Punt. Great. But the good news was that the Bears held the Packers on their first two plays. End of the 1st Quarter. The score remained 14-0. Hopefully they're turning it around with this stop.
The 2nd quarter, the Packers started from the shotgun. 73 year touchdown on the first play. Packers 21 Bears 0. Becky picked up another pie and said, "at this rate, I might as well just hang on to a pie, but you'd like that too much. Then again, you like this too!" The cameras found us and pied me in the face again. "You poor guy!" she teased. While the cameras were still on us, I wiped my eyes and looked at them. She took a finger's worth of cream off my cheek and sucked it off, slowly. The crowd cheered. She looked back at me out of the corner of her eyes, satisfied with her handiwork, as she stood there clean as a whistle.
The Bears started again. 3 and out. UGH!
The Packers quickly scored again with a 40 yard touchdown. It's over. I started to get resigned to my fate, as once again, Becky picked up a pie, walked over to me, and planted it right on my face. There was still most of the 2nd quarter left
Our next possession was much more promising! We were finally getting some traction and marching down the field. 1st and Goal at the 6 on a pass to Forte. I picked up a pie and went near Becky. The cameras saw this and showed me, pied and all, threatening the sexy, clean brunette with a pie. The crowd boos. The next thing I know, a turn over on downs. No points I don't believe it. God, she needs to get pied. And as quickly as it came, it was taken away. The Packers kept up their momentum and aggression, and with a 56 yard touchdown pass to Lacy, it was 35-0. I was so stunned I hadn't even put down the pie yet. I just kept thinking about how great it would have been to plant this pie right on Becky's face and cover her giant hair with cream.
With some coaching from Aunt Leslie in the room, she approached me as I stood there with 4 pies in the face and holding a 5th. She paused for effect when she got to me, and gave me a look like "what do you think you're going to do with that?" And after a second, she pushed that pie back up in my face. The crowd roared with laughter. I was humiliated.
It was the Bears ball again. With a 37 yard pass, we were making progress. Then an 8 yard loss. It was 4th and 10 at their 35. We need points, damn it! Okay we're going for it Cutler was sacked. "Should I pie you right now or do you want to just wait for it?" Becky teased.
The Packers had the ball again, 35-0. It was the 2 minute warning. We just need to get to half-time and regroup. This is embarrassing. Then there was a pass interference call 53 yards! What the hell?! I guess it's over. But then the Packers fumbled and it was recovered by the Bears! We have a chance! Maybe a field goal? I'd love to pie her ass in that skirt! 14 yard gain! Okay! Let's do this!
But in predictable fashion, Cutler fumbled on the 32 with 1 minute left. Becky picked up a pie. "Just you hold on here! There's only a minute left! Don't get antsy!" I said. The Packets get to 3rd and 10, and then, TOUCHDOWN! What the hell??? Packers 42 Bears 0. I That's 6 pies now, and Becky decided to get even more theatrical. She brought in a chair, and holding the pie, backed me into it and forced me to sit down. She then triumphantly walked behind the chair and held the pie in front of my face. I looked defeated. She looked at the camera in front of us like "look what I'm about to do!" And with two hands, she smeared that pie all over my face and head. After feeling her boobs rub the back of my head for a second before pieing me, I took a second to think about how sexy she looks with a pie in her hands. I had to stay sitting a while to let my hard on go down. She knew what I was doing and gave me a wink. It was half-time Finally.
The game was obviously not going how I wanted it to go. 42-0. 6 pies in the face. I had been humiliated on Sunday Night Football by my wife, a Packers fan. And the crowd continued their famous chant, "the Bears still suck" each time I was pied. But my sexy wife knew exactly what she was doing to turn me on in public in the few seconds before she threw each pie in my face. A part of me didn't mind the montage of my wife pieing me in the face 6 times. But there was a HUGE part of me that hated the Packers destroying the Bears. Thankfully I had the video and my sexy wife as a distraction.
It was the start of the 3rd quarter and the Packers started with the ball. Their first 3 and out, and punt of the game. On the Bears next possession, we turned it over on downs after getting only 5 yards. Why the hell did we go for it on 4th and 5 from our own 20 yard line?! I guess I'm getting pied somewhere because that's field goal range. And that's exactly what happened. Packers field goal, 45-0. Becky used her hand to make circle and instructed me to turn around. She pied my butt very hard. That drew laughs from everyone.
The Bears' next possession was a lot more like what you want to see! A successful 26 yard pass a few more short passes then a glorious 45 yard pass to Marshall! TOUCHDOWN!!!
OMG FINALLY! After 6 pies in the face and 1 in the butt, it was finally my turn to pie Becky as I'd been dying to do. I picked up a pie and brought Becky back over to the tarps. She made a joking gesture like she was going to push this pie back in my face too, but she knew better. She knew what her fate was. The crowd laughed, but she took it like a champ. I held her close and my hand cupped her ass, but that was off camera. I smushed the pie on her face and cream squirted out all over her hair and boobs. She paused for the cameras before wiping her eyes. "Feel better?" she said. "Not yet, but it's a start!" I said. "By the way, I also have a raging 'headache' you might be able to help me with!" "Uh huh later" she whispered.
It's 45-7. Lots of ground to make up!
The Packers have the ball again, and there's another big pass interference call! Damn it! They attempted a 52 yard field goal. Come on, if there's any mercy, just miss it! Becky picked up another a pie. She could tell I was still coming down from the last one. "It's good!" she yelled. The cameras were back, so she quickly pied my penis over the jeans and just held her hand and the pie there. 48-7. Commercial break.
The next possession, Bears punt. Then the Packers punt. The Bears begin their next drive. It starts like the last good one. 22 yard gain + more short passes. The 4th Quarter starts. We're down to the 18 yard line. Then, out of nowhere, interception! FUCK! Pick 6 for 82 yards!! 55-7 Packers! Omg, for fuck's sake!!! Do I only get one on her? Becky excitedly gets yet another pie and slams it in my face. 7 At this point, I overhear Al Michaels on the televised game say, "wow, that guy is just getting humiliated by his wife!" That I am, Al that I am.
But the gods don't hate me THAT much. On the ensuing kick-off, the Bears run it back for Touchdown. Thank god!! I grab a pie and smear it all over Becky's face and hair to maximize the mess. Her hair got matted down pretty quickly! And cream started dripping all over her jersey and onto her skirt.
It's 55-14. And there's still a half a quarter left! The Packers punt. But then the Bears come out on the field with Clausen, apparently resigned to our fate. We punt again and Packers run out the clock. Final score, 55-14.
As the game ends, I look up to see a 10 second montage of all of our pie hits. 7 pies in my face, 1 on my butt, and 1 on my groin. I pied Becky in the face only twice. We hug and kiss for the cameras and everyone is happy, that is, except for me. My team and I got humiliated and I'm going to see these replays for as long as I live. And Becky and her family aren't going to let me hear the end of it either!!
"Wow! That was fantastic, you two!" Aunt Leslie said. "Thank you both for doing this, especially you, Jeff! You're such a great sport!" "Yeah, Jeff's a great guy" added Becky. "But maybe he'll
think twice before talking such trash before one of our games. I think I pretty well taught him a lesson on hubris!"
"Haha, you sure did! And we didn't think we'd actually come close to using all 12 of these pies," said Leslie. "Say, there's only 1 left! Hey Jeff, because you're not cleaned up yet, can I pie you too?" The thing is, Leslie has always been pretty sexy herself. But my wife had other plans. "Actually, we should get cleaned up, can you point us to the showers, Aunt Leslie?" "Oh okay, sure, there's a shower off the private bathroom on this suite. Go right ahead."
Becky gave me a wink. "Thanks, Aunt Leslie!" Becky grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the bathroom. On the way she not-so-coyly picked up the last pie and we ran into the bathroom, quickly locking the door. Becky pulled me close and my left hand grabbed her ass.
She gave me a long and passionate kiss. She handed me the pie in my right hand, looked into my eyes, and whispered, "You pick where this pie goes. But just know the Bears still suck" I squeezed her ass again, pressed my raging hard-on against her, and kissed her again. I have the best wife, even if she is a Packer fan.
***Extended ending
She knows my favorite so she unzipped my pants and got down on her knees. She put my throbbing member in her mouth and got going. I always loved the idea of a Packers fan blowing a Bears fan. After a minute, I pulled her head back by the hair on the back of her head, she looked up me, and I pied her in the face. Without wiping it off, she continued her work. I watched her backside in the bathroom mirror. Her big hair with streaks of cream her curvy ass with my creamed handprint on her denim skirt and after another minute she brought me to a huge explosion that made the whole experience worth every second. I have the best wife, even if she is a Packers fan.
***Alternate ending #1
She handed me the pie in my right hand, looked into my eyes, and whispered, "You pick where this pie goes. But just so you know the Bears still suck" I squeezed her ass again, pressed my raging hard-on against her, and kissed her again. Then I whipped her around to face the sink. We locked eyes in the mirror, gave each other a little mischievous smile, and I pressed against her curvy ass in the denim skirt. She knew what was coming next. I hiked up her skirt, unzipped my pants, and found my way in. She loves when I'm behind her. After a minute I reached around with the pie and smushed it in her face. I held the pie tin on her face and enjoyed the sight of her hair forming around it and the cream all over her jersey. I pulled the tin back and her mouth opened wide, giving me a huge release that made the whole day worth every second. It turns out, the Bears do win sometimes. I have the best wife, even if she is a Packers fan.
***Alternate ending #2
"Haha, you sure did! And we didn't think we'd actually come close to using all 12 of these pies," said Leslie. "Say, there's only 1 left! Hey Jeff, because you're not cleaned up yet, can I pie you too?" The thing is, Leslie has always been pretty sexy herself and today was no exception. Her riding boots fit her shapely legs in dark blue jeans, with a Packers green button-up shirt resting nicely on her ass. It must be a family feature. Her breasts were full providing some separation of the button and shirt. The stiff collar framed her face nicely and her long curly blond hair was well-done for game day. She walked over, picked up the last pie, and walked towards me.
This brought my hard-on back as I contemplated my next move. "Uh, sure I guess. This day couldn't possibly get worse." Becky knew this was going to turn me on a little so she feigned some protest. "No, Aunt Leslie, only I get to pie my husband!" "No, Becky, it's fine," I said with a wink. "Great, thanks!" said Leslie. "I've always wanted to do this to someone! Here, Becky, take my phone, I want a video of this." We started to get in position, with Leslie standing next to me with the pie in her hand. She had a such a big grin. "Okay, rolling," said Becky. "One more for the shitty Bears!" Leslie yelled! But before she could throw the pie in my face, I pushed her hand with the pie back up into her face. She was so shocked that she left her hand and the pie tin up on her face for a few seconds before letting them fall, exposing her wide open mouth. Her hair framed her creamy face beautifully and her stiff collar was covered with streaks of cream. A dollop even fell right on the Packers logo of her shirt.
Becky cheered, "Great job, baby!" "Oh my. God" said Leslie. "Come on!" "I guess you'll just have to find another time to pie someone" I said. "Yes, I will, and don't think it won't be you!" added Leslie. "You'll have to go through me, Aunt Leslie! Remember, only I get to pie my husband!" Becky met my eyes and noted with them my bulging hard on. "Come on, Jeff, let's go get clean. Aunt Leslie can wait!" She gave Leslie her phone back, but not before texting me the video.
We ran into the bathroom and I pushed her against the wall. We kissed passionately as she unzipped my pants. She hiked up her skirt and jumped up, putting her legs around me. I carried her over to the counter and entered her. It didn't take long before we both found our game day fireworks. Holy shit, I have the best wife, even if she is a Packers fan.
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Hi everyone, I'm happy to stepping off the lurking ledge and the occasional share from the past. Thanks for always accepting us long-time lurkers when we come out of the shadows! Some will remember this story from the WamLibrary and I had shared it under the name T-Bone (no idea why - but PieAnon is just a funny reference to our US politics, but I digress). Anyway, I have gone through fits and spurts with writing and engagement here but am happy to be joining more openly again.
This story preface is to say that I don't have copies of any of my other writings. This would have been about 2018-2019 or so and posted to WamLibrary. After The Bears Still Suck there was The Packers Suck Too (a similar pie story for the Packers loss in the NFC Championship 2015), and another slapstick theater story of Dave in the middle of the Monty Python sketch. I snagged this version off the WamLibrary google drive and didn't see any of my others. Big thanks to who saved what's there!!
This story also featured the inner thoughts of the main guy, but I don't think I can do italics here, so I tried to delete them where it didn't make sense.
If anyone has copies of my other stories, please message me! Thank you!
I'll share another story I have soon!
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I swore I'd never fall in love with a Packers fan. But that's the chance I took when I went to college in Wisconsin. I'm a guy from the northern suburbs of Chicago and I met my beautiful wife at Madison. But trying to be a semi-adult, who your favorite football team is doesn't come up in the first conversation. And when I saw Becky in Soc 101, I was hooked. She sat in the second row, and I sat in the 4th across the aisle from her. Long-story short, I didn't find out she was a Packers fan until our 3rd date, and by then it was too late.
Becky is an average-build brunette but with curves that get looks from every guy she passes. Oh god, do I love her ass! She has shoulder length hair and a toothpaste commercial smile. I was enchanted. Becky came from northeast Wisconsin, and she and her family are all die-hard Packer fans. Her Aunt Leslie even works for their marketing team. And that's where everything went wrong for me.
The summer right after we both graduated, Becky and I got married. Over the 4th of July weekend and just returning from our honeymoon, we were at her family's cookout. It was happy hour and everyone was razzing me about the Bears. We'd had another unspectacular year and they were all pretty optimistic about the Packers' chances next season. Their win-streak at home was getting pretty long. I said that can change on any given Sunday. "Just wait until we get our shot again next year," I said.
At that point, Aunt Leslie walked in carrying dessert and set it on the table. Becky was obviously well aware of my pie fetish by this time, and indulged me on occasion, and took the opportunity to needle me. "Ugh, if the Bears beat the Packers at home, I'd shove this pie right in your face!" "We'd all love to see that!" added Leslie. The rest of the family agreed. Becky picked up the cream pie Leslie brought in and held it up threateningly. I laughed it off, but I was trying to keep my hard-on from being noticeable. She knew how to push my buttons. Well, before we knew it, Becky and I had a pie in the face bet on the Bears @ Packers next year, but for the other way around. Bears win, I pie Becky; Packers win, Becky pies me. "I'm gonna give you a big 'ol pie in the face, Jeff!" "You can't be on top forever," I added, as much as I loved Becky on top.
A couple weeks later, I got home from work and Becky was getting off the phone. "We're in!" she said as she hung up! "Who was that?" I asked. "That was Aunt Leslie. Now don't get mad but they had an idea." "Okay who had an idea, and about what?" "Well, Leslie told the rest of the Packers marketing team about our bet. They love hearing about that sort of thing and wanted to see if they could use it for the game" What did she just commit me to? "Well, first they wanted to have the pieing on camera, which I figured would happen anyway knowing my family, so that's not a problem." "Sure, I guess" I just need to control my boner on camera, but a couple minutes aren't bad. "But then they thought it'd be more fun for the pieing to happen during the game. But that's hard when the outcome depends on the game. So they came up with in-game scenario" "What is it?" I asked.
"Here's the plan they advertise for a Packers/Bears rivalry pie in the face event throughout the week leading up to the game. The promo will be of us and explaining the three rules: 1 pie in the face for each touchdown, 1 pie on the body for each field goal, and in the case of a safety, a pie on top of the head." "Are you serious?! They want us to have a pie fight throughout the game and on national television???" "Yes and I think it'll be fun!" said Becky. "I do too, but I prefer it in the comfort of our own home. This is MY kink, remember?" "I get that, but I think it'll be fun! And you were all sure of yourself when it was just one pie in the face on the line!" "Yeah, I wasn't betting multiple on national television!" Becky got close. She knew I loved the idea of pieing her on national television and for the Bears kicking the Packers' asses. I was just nervous because I'd also want to fuck her so hard afterwards. She looked up and said, "Well, I already said we'd do it," she said. My hands cupped her ass and I squeezed. "Why don't I go show you what I want to do with this as I throw pies in your face on TV," I said. And that was it. We fucked and I thought about destroying her on TV with pies. She was gonna get it. "Don't forget," she said, "the Bears still suck." Then I bent her over the bed and let her have it from behind.
We had to film a video promo the week before the game. We each wore our quarterback jerseys and threatened each other with a pie in the face. They gave us some heaping cream pies to hold. Holy shit, Becky looks sexiest when she's holding a pie. Because we live in Wisconsin, we know a lot more Packers fans than Bears fans, so I was hearing all week about how I was going to get humiliated in front of the world. I was still optimistic that it wouldn't be THAT bad. It had to be somewhat even, despite one of us winning and the other losing. Right?
It's game day! It wasn't hard to get dressed that morning. I wore jeans and my Cutler jersey. Becky wore her Rodgers jersey. We'd already had sex in our jerseys before with the tension of our opposing teams having some sex appeal. I suppose that's why I was looking forward to having a pie fight in them and have it recorded! I couldn't get Becky to agree to any recording of our fun on my behalf. But besides the jersey, she came out of the bedroom in her form-fitting dirty wash denim skirt. She knew that thing drove me nuts. The way it accentuated her ass oh man. And because she knew we were going to be on TV, she also pageanted her thick dark brown hair with volumizing spray and did her make-up in a way that showed off her cheek bones. She wanted to make today hard for me. She walked into the kitchen, gave me a big smile, and walked right past me to the kitchen table. She bent over to show me her ass and flipped her hair back. Oh god. I need that right now. Reading my thoughts, she said, "Don't worry, you'll get some. Much later."
We arrived at Lambeau and Aunt Leslie met us at the gate. "Come with me," she said. We followed her to a private suite overlooking the game. They had already set up with Green Bay-themed tarps in one wall of the corner and Chicago-themed tarps on the other wall. There was a table nearby with 12 banana cream pies on it. My stomach dropped. "Here we are! This is where you two will watch the game and stand ready to pie each other." "Oh good," I said. "I can't wait!" said Becky!
As we waited for the game to start, Al Michaels and Chris Collinsworth stopped by. They'd heard about our bet and saw the promo. Chris said, "You're a brave guy, Jeff! I wouldn't come on the road to Lambeau and risk multiple pies in the face on national television!" "I'm just hoping that it'll be close," I said.
After the National Anthem, one of the Packers' Network personalities dropped in to go over the rules for the crowd. Becky looked awesome on the big screen! They had us hold a pie each and pretend to go after the other person. Of course, they talked to Becky more than me as she's representing the home team. In fact, whenever they showed me, the crowd erupted in a chorus of "The Bears Still Suck!" Toni went through the rules. "Okay! So for every touchdown, the scoring team pies the losing team in the face. For a field goal, the scoring team can pie the loser on their body. A safety is a pie on the top of the head of the loser." At that point, Becky mimed pieing me, and the crowd cheered. "Wow, anything you want to say, Jeff?" "Yeah! I'm looking forward to the Bears shutting down the Packers and the fans pretty early!" The crowd booed loudly and restarted their chant. I just couldn't stop looking at Becky at how sexy she looked like that and holding a pie.
The game started. The Bears got the kick off! Okay, let's start this game off right! Well, the first possession ended up in a punt. There goes my chance to pie Becky first
The Packers started their first possession. They marched down the field and got to 3rd and Goal on the 4 yard line. Becky picked up one of the pies in anticipation. She looked at me with a satisfied look on her face and then gave me her big smile. She fixed her hair and kicked out one of her hips to the side. The pass to Lacy was complete but 1 yard short! YES! No pie in the face yet! But before Becky could put the pie down, the Packers went for
it on 4th and Goal from the 1 Shit!!! THEY GOT IT!
"Touchdown Packers!" shouted Becky! And with that, the cameras on the big screen showed us in the booth. Becky paused to savour the moment, gave the camera, and then me, an excited look. Then, she let me have it. She pied me in the face in the classical sense. Not too hard. Not too soft. But just right for maximum mess, and twisted the pie so that the crust stuck on my face for a couple second. Packers 7 Bears 0.
"Ouch! That must have hurt!" cried Al Michaels. "Both physically and in the manhood!" If it had been my first pie in the face, maybe. But I'm a pro. And Becky is a pro, and she showed it! She looked so proud of herself! The cameras came back to us and she was totally milking it!
"Okay, okay. That was fine. I expected to get pied once or twice. But let's just see what happens next!" Well, the next Bears possession didn't go well and Cutler was intercepted. Shit. The Packers quickly scored again Packers 14 Bears 0. Damn it. There was Becky again, looking so sweet, but so excited to pie me again. SPLAT! This one wasn't as gentle as the first. She was enjoying this. I heard her giggle a little on the other side. "Something funny?" I asked. "Yeah, the Bears!" she said. I wanted to fuck her so bad
The Bears got the ball back. Punt. Great. But the good news was that the Bears held the Packers on their first two plays. End of the 1st Quarter. The score remained 14-0. Hopefully they're turning it around with this stop.
The 2nd quarter, the Packers started from the shotgun. 73 year touchdown on the first play. Packers 21 Bears 0. Becky picked up another pie and said, "at this rate, I might as well just hang on to a pie, but you'd like that too much. Then again, you like this too!" The cameras found us and pied me in the face again. "You poor guy!" she teased. While the cameras were still on us, I wiped my eyes and looked at them. She took a finger's worth of cream off my cheek and sucked it off, slowly. The crowd cheered. She looked back at me out of the corner of her eyes, satisfied with her handiwork, as she stood there clean as a whistle.
The Bears started again. 3 and out. UGH!
The Packers quickly scored again with a 40 yard touchdown. It's over. I started to get resigned to my fate, as once again, Becky picked up a pie, walked over to me, and planted it right on my face. There was still most of the 2nd quarter left
Our next possession was much more promising! We were finally getting some traction and marching down the field. 1st and Goal at the 6 on a pass to Forte. I picked up a pie and went near Becky. The cameras saw this and showed me, pied and all, threatening the sexy, clean brunette with a pie. The crowd boos. The next thing I know, a turn over on downs. No points I don't believe it. God, she needs to get pied. And as quickly as it came, it was taken away. The Packers kept up their momentum and aggression, and with a 56 yard touchdown pass to Lacy, it was 35-0. I was so stunned I hadn't even put down the pie yet. I just kept thinking about how great it would have been to plant this pie right on Becky's face and cover her giant hair with cream.
With some coaching from Aunt Leslie in the room, she approached me as I stood there with 4 pies in the face and holding a 5th. She paused for effect when she got to me, and gave me a look like "what do you think you're going to do with that?" And after a second, she pushed that pie back up in my face. The crowd roared with laughter. I was humiliated.
It was the Bears ball again. With a 37 yard pass, we were making progress. Then an 8 yard loss. It was 4th and 10 at their 35. We need points, damn it! Okay we're going for it Cutler was sacked. "Should I pie you right now or do you want to just wait for it?" Becky teased.
The Packers had the ball again, 35-0. It was the 2 minute warning. We just need to get to half-time and regroup. This is embarrassing. Then there was a pass interference call 53 yards! What the hell?! I guess it's over. But then the Packers fumbled and it was recovered by the Bears! We have a chance! Maybe a field goal? I'd love to pie her ass in that skirt! 14 yard gain! Okay! Let's do this!
But in predictable fashion, Cutler fumbled on the 32 with 1 minute left. Becky picked up a pie. "Just you hold on here! There's only a minute left! Don't get antsy!" I said. The Packets get to 3rd and 10, and then, TOUCHDOWN! What the hell??? Packers 42 Bears 0. I That's 6 pies now, and Becky decided to get even more theatrical. She brought in a chair, and holding the pie, backed me into it and forced me to sit down. She then triumphantly walked behind the chair and held the pie in front of my face. I looked defeated. She looked at the camera in front of us like "look what I'm about to do!" And with two hands, she smeared that pie all over my face and head. After feeling her boobs rub the back of my head for a second before pieing me, I took a second to think about how sexy she looks with a pie in her hands. I had to stay sitting a while to let my hard on go down. She knew what I was doing and gave me a wink. It was half-time Finally.
The game was obviously not going how I wanted it to go. 42-0. 6 pies in the face. I had been humiliated on Sunday Night Football by my wife, a Packers fan. And the crowd continued their famous chant, "the Bears still suck" each time I was pied. But my sexy wife knew exactly what she was doing to turn me on in public in the few seconds before she threw each pie in my face. A part of me didn't mind the montage of my wife pieing me in the face 6 times. But there was a HUGE part of me that hated the Packers destroying the Bears. Thankfully I had the video and my sexy wife as a distraction.
It was the start of the 3rd quarter and the Packers started with the ball. Their first 3 and out, and punt of the game. On the Bears next possession, we turned it over on downs after getting only 5 yards. Why the hell did we go for it on 4th and 5 from our own 20 yard line?! I guess I'm getting pied somewhere because that's field goal range. And that's exactly what happened. Packers field goal, 45-0. Becky used her hand to make circle and instructed me to turn around. She pied my butt very hard. That drew laughs from everyone.
The Bears' next possession was a lot more like what you want to see! A successful 26 yard pass a few more short passes then a glorious 45 yard pass to Marshall! TOUCHDOWN!!!
OMG FINALLY! After 6 pies in the face and 1 in the butt, it was finally my turn to pie Becky as I'd been dying to do. I picked up a pie and brought Becky back over to the tarps. She made a joking gesture like she was going to push this pie back in my face too, but she knew better. She knew what her fate was. The crowd laughed, but she took it like a champ. I held her close and my hand cupped her ass, but that was off camera. I smushed the pie on her face and cream squirted out all over her hair and boobs. She paused for the cameras before wiping her eyes. "Feel better?" she said. "Not yet, but it's a start!" I said. "By the way, I also have a raging 'headache' you might be able to help me with!" "Uh huh later" she whispered.
It's 45-7. Lots of ground to make up!
The Packers have the ball again, and there's another big pass interference call! Damn it! They attempted a 52 yard field goal. Come on, if there's any mercy, just miss it! Becky picked up another a pie. She could tell I was still coming down from the last one. "It's good!" she yelled. The cameras were back, so she quickly pied my penis over the jeans and just held her hand and the pie there. 48-7. Commercial break.
The next possession, Bears punt. Then the Packers punt. The Bears begin their next drive. It starts like the last good one. 22 yard gain + more short passes. The 4th Quarter starts. We're down to the 18 yard line. Then, out of nowhere, interception! FUCK! Pick 6 for 82 yards!! 55-7 Packers! Omg, for fuck's sake!!! Do I only get one on her? Becky excitedly gets yet another pie and slams it in my face. 7 At this point, I overhear Al Michaels on the televised game say, "wow, that guy is just getting humiliated by his wife!" That I am, Al that I am.
But the gods don't hate me THAT much. On the ensuing kick-off, the Bears run it back for Touchdown. Thank god!! I grab a pie and smear it all over Becky's face and hair to maximize the mess. Her hair got matted down pretty quickly! And cream started dripping all over her jersey and onto her skirt.
It's 55-14. And there's still a half a quarter left! The Packers punt. But then the Bears come out on the field with Clausen, apparently resigned to our fate. We punt again and Packers run out the clock. Final score, 55-14.
As the game ends, I look up to see a 10 second montage of all of our pie hits. 7 pies in my face, 1 on my butt, and 1 on my groin. I pied Becky in the face only twice. We hug and kiss for the cameras and everyone is happy, that is, except for me. My team and I got humiliated and I'm going to see these replays for as long as I live. And Becky and her family aren't going to let me hear the end of it either!!
"Wow! That was fantastic, you two!" Aunt Leslie said. "Thank you both for doing this, especially you, Jeff! You're such a great sport!" "Yeah, Jeff's a great guy" added Becky. "But maybe he'll
think twice before talking such trash before one of our games. I think I pretty well taught him a lesson on hubris!"
"Haha, you sure did! And we didn't think we'd actually come close to using all 12 of these pies," said Leslie. "Say, there's only 1 left! Hey Jeff, because you're not cleaned up yet, can I pie you too?" The thing is, Leslie has always been pretty sexy herself. But my wife had other plans. "Actually, we should get cleaned up, can you point us to the showers, Aunt Leslie?" "Oh okay, sure, there's a shower off the private bathroom on this suite. Go right ahead."
Becky gave me a wink. "Thanks, Aunt Leslie!" Becky grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the bathroom. On the way she not-so-coyly picked up the last pie and we ran into the bathroom, quickly locking the door. Becky pulled me close and my left hand grabbed her ass.
She gave me a long and passionate kiss. She handed me the pie in my right hand, looked into my eyes, and whispered, "You pick where this pie goes. But just know the Bears still suck" I squeezed her ass again, pressed my raging hard-on against her, and kissed her again. I have the best wife, even if she is a Packer fan.
***Extended ending
She knows my favorite so she unzipped my pants and got down on her knees. She put my throbbing member in her mouth and got going. I always loved the idea of a Packers fan blowing a Bears fan. After a minute, I pulled her head back by the hair on the back of her head, she looked up me, and I pied her in the face. Without wiping it off, she continued her work. I watched her backside in the bathroom mirror. Her big hair with streaks of cream her curvy ass with my creamed handprint on her denim skirt and after another minute she brought me to a huge explosion that made the whole experience worth every second. I have the best wife, even if she is a Packers fan.
***Alternate ending #1
She handed me the pie in my right hand, looked into my eyes, and whispered, "You pick where this pie goes. But just so you know the Bears still suck" I squeezed her ass again, pressed my raging hard-on against her, and kissed her again. Then I whipped her around to face the sink. We locked eyes in the mirror, gave each other a little mischievous smile, and I pressed against her curvy ass in the denim skirt. She knew what was coming next. I hiked up her skirt, unzipped my pants, and found my way in. She loves when I'm behind her. After a minute I reached around with the pie and smushed it in her face. I held the pie tin on her face and enjoyed the sight of her hair forming around it and the cream all over her jersey. I pulled the tin back and her mouth opened wide, giving me a huge release that made the whole day worth every second. It turns out, the Bears do win sometimes. I have the best wife, even if she is a Packers fan.
***Alternate ending #2
"Haha, you sure did! And we didn't think we'd actually come close to using all 12 of these pies," said Leslie. "Say, there's only 1 left! Hey Jeff, because you're not cleaned up yet, can I pie you too?" The thing is, Leslie has always been pretty sexy herself and today was no exception. Her riding boots fit her shapely legs in dark blue jeans, with a Packers green button-up shirt resting nicely on her ass. It must be a family feature. Her breasts were full providing some separation of the button and shirt. The stiff collar framed her face nicely and her long curly blond hair was well-done for game day. She walked over, picked up the last pie, and walked towards me.
This brought my hard-on back as I contemplated my next move. "Uh, sure I guess. This day couldn't possibly get worse." Becky knew this was going to turn me on a little so she feigned some protest. "No, Aunt Leslie, only I get to pie my husband!" "No, Becky, it's fine," I said with a wink. "Great, thanks!" said Leslie. "I've always wanted to do this to someone! Here, Becky, take my phone, I want a video of this." We started to get in position, with Leslie standing next to me with the pie in her hand. She had a such a big grin. "Okay, rolling," said Becky. "One more for the shitty Bears!" Leslie yelled! But before she could throw the pie in my face, I pushed her hand with the pie back up into her face. She was so shocked that she left her hand and the pie tin up on her face for a few seconds before letting them fall, exposing her wide open mouth. Her hair framed her creamy face beautifully and her stiff collar was covered with streaks of cream. A dollop even fell right on the Packers logo of her shirt.
Becky cheered, "Great job, baby!" "Oh my. God" said Leslie. "Come on!" "I guess you'll just have to find another time to pie someone" I said. "Yes, I will, and don't think it won't be you!" added Leslie. "You'll have to go through me, Aunt Leslie! Remember, only I get to pie my husband!" Becky met my eyes and noted with them my bulging hard on. "Come on, Jeff, let's go get clean. Aunt Leslie can wait!" She gave Leslie her phone back, but not before texting me the video.
We ran into the bathroom and I pushed her against the wall. We kissed passionately as she unzipped my pants. She hiked up her skirt and jumped up, putting her legs around me. I carried her over to the counter and entered her. It didn't take long before we both found our game day fireworks. Holy shit, I have the best wife, even if she is a Packers fan.
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