Thursday

The smell of fried food wafts through the air, a chorus of voices cry out all around you, some in outrage and others in celebration.

You stand towards the front of the bleachers, overlooking the large painted field ahead.

Normally you don’t care about these things but you’re here for her, the captain of the football team, Sabrina Nguyen.

It’s readily apparent that Sabrina is going to win, she’s nearly 10 points ahead of the enemy team.

She’ll be in good spirits later on. . .

The game is over and as per your agreement you now stand before the locker room once again, you wear an extra short skirt, crop top and pumps.

With a hand that shakes both in excitement and anxiety you push open the door and step inside.

A thick blanket of steam fills the room, inside you can hear showers running and banter among the players.

You catch several glances as you walk through, some have knowing smirks and others give you a scan with their eyes.

None of them approach you or question your business here, they know damn well why you’re here.

As you reach the middle of the room you see it, her, she looks like a Greek goddess, toned muscles glistening in sweat as she sits at a bench, leaning back on her arms as she waits for you.

She takes notice of you, her lips twist into lazy grin, she gives you a slow once over, seemingly liking what she sees.

“Mmmmm. . . Took you long enough~ but I guess it takes time to look that gorgeous~“ she says, her words as sweet as honey.

Her legs open slowly, revealing her long flaccid cock hanging between her muscles thighs.

“You missed this huh~? I never would have guessed a girl like you would get addicted to giving me tongue bathes~ but, you won’t catch me complaining~“

You don’t really have words, she more or less has the idea, whatever she did to you that day, it stuck with you, every night leading you to this you’d touch yourself thinking about cleaning her big full balls, or asshole of sweat.

Every time you saw her in the halls you’d think back to that day and you’d grow incredibly wet.

“Alright cutie~ come here~ you do a good job and maybe I’ll put my load someplace else~? Give you a REAL treat~”

You step forward, prepared to get started again when she stops you.

“Ah ah ah~ first I want you to strip for me~ I wanna see that sweet little body of yours~“ her tone is so confident and you’re so worked up that you do as told without a seconds hesitation.

Your clothes pool down at your feet and you await further instructions, she gently pats her lap and you eagerly mount her.

You do as you had last time, you gently start lapping along her neck diligently.

Sabrina’s hands grip your ass, gently kneading it in her hands, you give a small squeak in surprise coaxing a low chuckle from her.

You continue, working your way downwards, gently moving down to her arms rolling your tongue along her impressive biceps.

You lean back a little and you gently lick at her armpits, cleaning them of her sweat as she massages your ass.

As you trail back to her chest you run your tongue along her cleavage, the taste and scent overriding your senses causing your already wet pussy, to start dripping. . .

. . . Directly onto her cock.

You feel the lump under your pussy start to grow, becoming ridged and pressing against your entrance.

“Mmmmm~ alright sweetie~ I think I’m ready now~ you can finish your work later, ok~?” All you can do is give a quick little nod as she lines her tip up with your pussy.

You suck in a breath and your heart pounds as you feel a pressure build below, that pressure quickly evolves into a mix of pleasure and pain, her cock stretches your pussy, you suppress a pained whine as you hide your face into the crook of her neck.

To your surprise she slows, allowing you to get accustomed to her presence.

“Damn baby, I didn’t think this was your first time with how needy you were the other day~” she says her voice low like a growl in your ear as you ride out this feeling.

Before long the pain subsides and she starts bouncing you up and down on her cock her arms easily able to lift you over and over.

“O…. Oh f… fuck….” You mutter under your breath, the pleasure is overwhelming, quickly taking over your train of thought.

Your bouncing quickens as you grow accustomed to her size, you can feel her tip kissing your womb with each far reaching thrust.

“Mmmm fuck~ you like that you little slut~? You like the way I use that tight little pussy~?” She growls, the room filling with the sounds of wet slapping and moans of utter bliss.

It all makes sense now, why on earth would ANY woman choose a boy when a futa feels this good? If you were in such a situation as this you’d have cum by now and you know it.

With each thrust you feel her balls clapping against your ass as your brain is rapidly fucked out of your skull.

It’s not long before your mind is consumed by the pleasure, your entire core feeling as though you’re scratching an itch that you didn’t know you had.

You feel the world shifting around you and you’re laid back onto the dingy tilt of the locker room floor, your legs locked around her waist as you’re hammered into the floor.

Before you’d be disgusted to be laying back in the floor, being fucked raw like some cheap whore but now? Now that thought never crosses your mind, in fact, a bystander could be forgiven for thinking nothing at all is going through your mind.

Not so, as you’re being pressed against the floor you have an epiphany, this is what the rest of your life can be like, legs open, toes curled and lips locked with a she stud that’s determined to make you squirt your brains out.

With each thrust she reaffirms your proper place in the world, her eager little slut, you feel pressure build in your core, your walls clenching around her length.

You feel her cock twitch in response, deep without your core, her balls tense up and her grip on you tightens ever so slightly.

Just as she’s about to blow she sinks her teeth into your neck, hard, so hard she very nearly draws blood as her tip breaches your uterus, her tip spasming as her balls pump her load deep inside of you, the sensation; so euphoric that you lose yourself as your pussy spasms in response, squirting hard against your partners lap.

Both of you lay there in a blissful stasis, for a short eternity as you’re impregnated, both of you feeling so blissfully complete.

But nothing lasts forever, time goes on and with great **** she pulls out of you, resting her softening length along your slightly bloated belly as you recollect yourself.

She watches you for a brief time, looking at you in wonder as you stare at the ceiling, your tongue hanging from your mouth as you pant.

She scoops you up in her arms and Carrie’s you into the showers, seemingly releasing you from your duties for today, she even goes so far as to dress you and with slightly incoherent instructions, carry’s you back home, handing you off to Crystal who then in a strange relay race, delivers you to bed to sleep this whole day off.