IR Day 7 - Visitors?

You have some visitors through the evening. Your whole team comes... you assure them that you can play Friday. Your shoulder hurts, but you can play soccer... it will just hurt a bit to run.

The producers come and check on you: the weird, lazy, blonde one, the kind of goth one, and the pretty, innocent-acting brunette one. They seem to feel better once you tell them you are OK.

She doesn't come into your room, but you see a pretty, older blonde peeping at you from the doorway at around dinner time.

Ana brings you food, and you have a TV and your phone, so you are not bored... but this still sucks. You want to be at the cabin. You might be dating Ingrid, but that doesn't mean you can't enjoy watching your teammates get ready for bed... or maybe you shouldn't.

You finish dinner and watch some TV... but now YOU are on TV. You check the FUTA website. They are already promoting this stuff even before the show is airing, with clips and things... and yup. You getting knocked down is a highlight.

They are making Adella look cool! Well... Adella is pretty cool. She's beautiful and tall and strong... of course they treat her like a star.

But your team won today. So that's cool.

But you finally get the visitor you are hoping for. Ingrid arrives with Ana.

"Your enemy is here to see you," Ana says.

"It's OK," you tell her.

She lets Ingrid into your room.

Ingrid looks really uncomfortable, but you beckon her to the bed and sit on the edge.

"I'm really glad to see you," you say. She looks happy.

"Are you OK?" she asks in her weak English.

"It's not serious. I'll play Friday," you assure her.

She looks happy to hear that. If she's mad about losing the game, she is being cool about it. She mostly seems concerned about your health, but you are fine.

Ingrid is still wearing her uniform from the game, but you tell her how beautiful she looks and how happy you are that she came to see you. She blushes.

"It's just too bad my arm is hurt," you joke. "You look so good that I need this hand."

"I can help you," she says eagerly.

That is not what you were trying to get her to say, but OK!

She giggles shyly and moves close to you, clumsily getting your penis out of your shorts. Her hand is super soft, and the embarrassed way she does it really turns you on.

You grab her t-shirt and pull her close as she awkwardly squeezes and strokes your cock.

"Thanks," you whisper, and she just blushes harder.

You get hard FAST, and her fingers squeeze the shaft and make you work not to make girly noises... you have to act cool. You keep eye contact with her, smiling like an idiot...

"Yeah..." you gasp.

She jerks your erection roughly...

"Ah," you moan.

Ingrid keeps going, stroking it way too fast, but you can't take your eyes off her blushing face.

You **** and grunt after not even two minutes... she's too beautiful, and you can't handle it...

"Ah! Oh God," you moan. Your thighs jerk together and your cock throbs. Big spurts of scalding cum explode over your t-shirt and Ingrid's hand.

She looks shocked, but keeps stroking... more oozes out, running over her fingers.

...

...you made a huge mess.

"Oh fuck," you gasp, coming down from that... it was intense.

Ingrid looks happy. You take a deep breath, then you grab her neck and draw her in for a passionate kiss.

"Thanks," you whisper in her ear, then you kiss her again.

She seems into it... and feeling her shy tongue against yours... your cock starts getting hard again. It hurts, but it wants more... you are still all wet with cum. You kiss her hard, then hug her and kiss deeper.

"God, I want you so much," you whisper in her ear.

Ingrid is pretty turned on too... she gives you this look, then climbs onto the bed with you. You smooch her, then lie down as she straddles you.

You grab her shorts and pull them down, getting her underwear too, exposing her big, glorious bush of blonde pubic hair, and her damp, sowllen, red pussy lips.

You are already painfully hard again. Ingrid is about to move to get those shorts and underwear off, but Ana clears her throat.

She's at the door, watching.

Ingrid squeaks and almost falls down, but you catch her... luckily.

"What are you doing to my patient?" Ana asks.

Bright red, Ingrid pulls her shorts back up and runs.

You cover your erection with the sheet and scowl at Ana.

"You're mean," you accuse her.

"I told you to rest," she shoots back.

Ugh... being hurt sucks.