Dirty

"Now, I have some lube here and we don't have a lot of time. Normally I wouldn't recommend this level of... familiarity with you, but given the circumstances I don't think we have any other options. If use my hands I probably won't get you back on the field in time, but if we try something a bit... tighter I think we can make it. Are you interested in trying a backdoor approach?"

Marcus's hand did his talking as he stood up, grabbed the bottle of lube from your hand, and pulled you to the table, bending you over so he could get a view of your booty. His hands ran up your thighs to squeeze your ass through your leggings, before pulling them down to about mid-thigh. His fingers rubbed up against your pussy and between your cheeks as he mumbled compliments, which had you biting your bottom lip in anticipation. After a few quick smacks on your ass, Marcus hooked the top of your thong and ripping it down to reveal your sex...

"There you go, Marcus, don't feel like you need to go slow. That lube would help a horse fit inside a virgin and I need you to get back on the field before the fourth... Just try to keep quiet and not loose control... okay?"

Marcus replied with an enthusiastic "Yes Mam!" as he lubed up his long, brown cock. He wasn't the largest of the Super Seniors, but he was certainly one of the longest. You weren't afraid of being split open as much as you were excited to have him get deep inside. The thought of him feeding 9 inches of flesh up your ass had you feeling like she was in college again! Chris's father had loved putting it up her butt back then, but he hadn't been as big as Marcus, which you was eagerly aware of as he slapped your backside with his oiled up cock, making delicious little smacking noises as he stiffened up. Marcus teased you by shaking his snake at your any time you looked back at him to urge him on, and sliding his oiled up cock between your cheeks like a hot dog in a bun to lube you up.

As much as you enjoyed his teasing, it was time to remind Marcus of the urgency, "That feels good Marcus, but we need to hurry, please just put your dick in my... Oh god!"

In a second, the head of Marcus's cock was inside, and you had to clasp a hand over your mouth to muffle an excited gasp. He started with a few short strokes, opening you up, before giving his cock another squirt of lube and pushing it in until he was completely inside her. He took a second to admire the view of being buried in THE Dr. Jessica Lawrence's ass before giving it another swat with his palm and giving you the stroke: 4 inches out, 4 inches in, 5 inches out, 5 inches in, 7 inches out, 7 inches in... then going crazy on your ass; pumping as fast and deep as he could, his heavy balls slapping against your pussy like they were trying to batter it into submission. Your could just grip tightly to the table while he hollowed you out. Luckily it seemed that the rest of the team was putting on a show to drown out the noise of Marcus slamming into you, and the crowd's noise gave you a enough courage to risk rubbing an orgasm out. You slightly rotated your body to raise a leg up onto the table so you could free a hand, but just as you slipped your fingers into your pussy, Marcus grabbed your hips and planted himself as deep as he could. You wanted to cum, but Marcus broke first.

"Goddamn Ms. Lawrence! You're so... fuckin'... tight... I'm cummin'!"

All of Marcus's thrusts were giving your ass more than it could handle, his spurts of cum combining with his depth caused an exhilarating pressure to build inside. The sound was even more depraved, as the sound of the crowd or game outside were overwhelmed by the profane squelching sounds of your ass being filled with cum and cock and Marcus's balls slapping against your fingers and pussy... He spent a few minutes winding down his ****, and when he pulled out it made a sound like a champagne bottle popping its cork! The emptiness he left behind was immediately noticeable...

"Holy shit Ms. Lawrence... your ass ate up my whole nut! Your ass was damn tight... My girl is gonna kill me if she finds out about this, but damn... I might need this again next week!"

You just wanted to lay there and masturbate, not really hearing what Marcus was saying, but you were both brought back to reality when the air horn blasted to signal the end of the 3rd quarter. The fear that someone might come looking for Marcus sparked you to pull her fingers from your privates and pull see about getting Marcus cleaned up and back on the field. A towel and water bottle did the trick to wipe him clean, and a kiss on Marcus's cup as he fit himself back into his jock strap for good luck had him out of the tent in a jiffy. You almost followed him out, but realized you were still naked from the waist down and had sticky mess all over your rear. Marcus had fucked his load deep inside, so you just felt gummed up, but your crack was a different story: the residual lube had gotten sticky, so your cheeks were basically plastered together, inside and out! You made use of the towel Marcus used to clean his cock off to clean up as much as you could without risking a bigger mess by forcing things, and realizing time was not on your side, had to make due with the half measure of giving your booty just a once-over before pulling your panties and pants back up. They suctioned up into your crack without you even trying, but you hoped the darkness on the sideline would be decent cover... With one more look over around the tent and making sure to put the bottle of lube back in your stash; you returned to the sidelines.

Over the next quarter of play Marcus played like a man possessed, getting first downs with his arm and feet, even lobbing Chris a pass at one point when he subbed in for a 5-wide formation. It was hard for you to not give away how much you wanted to be close to Marcus any time there was a change of possession, but as the team clawed their way back into the lead with a Hail Mary it was easy to cover up your needs with the excitement of the team. Like anyone was going to notice you squeezing your thighs together or "readjusting" the front of your leggings when there was so much going on... As the buzzer sounded to signal the end of the game, it was a relief to have the team's celebration grab everyone's attention so an escape to the locker rooms was possible, but that peace didn't last. Coach Hester had everyone in the locker room for a speech about sticking with it and overcoming the odds to win, but the surprise came when he called you and Marcus up. He presented the game ball to Marcus, who after holding it up to the team's cheers, passed it to you! The team erupted in applause and Coach Hester gave you a pat on the butt in front of everyone while he thanked you for taking such good care of the team and being so full of energy to support the players after just joining up a few weeks ago. Coach's hand lingered on your ass for a few moments as he spoke, and you did everything you could to not make eye contact with anyone in particular, just praying that Chris was clinging to Coach's words, not his hand... It was only a few seconds, but it felt like a lifetime, just as the load inside you shifted and made you fear that a blowout was on its way.

You were home in record time after the game. You let Chris take off with a few friends and Rose to get some drinks at a fast food place while you stormed home to take care of yourself. Even with your rush to get home, cum had definitely started leaking out and it was a gigantic relief to strip down and sit on the toilet to relieve the pressure, in your needy pussy and ass! Leaning back on the toilet and rubbing your clit while pushing Marcus's seed out was surprisingly effective in getting you off. With most of the pressure gone, you decided to check our your asshole in the mirror to see just what damage had been done, but were pleasantly shocked to see that it looked really cute with its little gape! You snuck a finger in to feel around for a bit more of Marcus but only ended up making yourself horny again. Hopping in the shower to take care of yourself in a more traditional way was the only thing to do; and you were able to cum, clean up, and fall asleep before Chris got home...