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I would caress Mandy all the way to my front door, making sure one of my hands never left her ample ass. Once we were inside, I’d hike up her skirt to reveal more of her thighs. I wanted to put my hands all over them and kiss them.
I would tear away the skirt, leaving her in her panties. Then I’d remove her tight top to admire her perfectly round breasts. Kissing her all over her body, I would listen to her moaning as my lips pressed against her soft skin.
From where I was standing, I could only imagine that she smelled delicious as well. Her perfume would fill my nostrils as I was on top of her, and the thought of that alone made my cock harder.
Tasing her wet pussy would be amazing. I would make my tongue play in between her legs until she was delirious with lust and coming into my mouth. The girls I had been with said I had a talented tongue, so I was sure to satisfy Mandy. The thought of her thighs shaking around my face as she dripped juices onto my chin made my blood boil with desire.
Then when she was lightheaded and begging, I’d push my big cock into the entrance of her undoubtedly tight little pussy. She would beg me to go deeper inside her, to thrust faster, to squeeze and lick her nipples. It would be so hot in the bedroom even if it was snowing outside.
I watched her bending over as part of a routine with the rest of the girls and was in heaven. I was trying to concentrate on participating in a defensive team routine, but my mind was already off the field.
I was lucky that I didn’t have much to do. Otherwise, Coach Kramer would have noticed that I was drifting off into space. I felt a little surprised at myself because usually, I could keep my mind on practice.
But Mandy was really hot. She was reminding me that I desperately needed a good fucking.
Coach Kramer asking me to be a matchmaker for the rest of the team was now starting to make sense. There was no way I would play well if I was utterly distracted by Mandy’s beautiful thighs.
I was now starting to look forward to my Cupid responsibilities. The first order of business would be to ensure Mandy was mine, and then the rest of the team could get whoever they wanted. I had been looking for somebody to keep me warm during this cold season, and I may have just found the right person.
Focusing on practice that day turned out to be a futile exercise. All I could think about was sex.
Chapter Two – Felix
When I got home, it was already dark.
I felt as though I had wasted a considerable part of my afternoon staring at Mandy. However, as I closed the front door to my apartment and flipped the light switch on, she was still very much entrenched in my mind.
I couldn’t get over just how sexy she looked in that short, white skirt. She was a gorgeous woman, and she had left a lingering need inside my heart and in my cock. It was a desire I was having trouble shaking.
Trying to distract my mind, I fixed myself a quick supper in the kitchen before slouching in front of my television to catch whatever news was on. There was a general fervor about the upcoming Super Bowl. It was all everybody could talk about. Thinking about the Super Bowl brought Mandy back to mind.
I decided to call up my dad and find out what he was doing as I flipped through the channels. There was nothing distracting on, so I might as well check-in.
Since my mother left him when I was still in high school, Dad had changed entirely and became a very lonely man. He had grown overly dependent on me, and he rarely hung out with other people.
When I spoke to him, he sounded depressed, as always. He was bored, living alone, and spending the cold nights in his small apartment. He was always asking for me to pay him a visit, and I did whenever I had the time.
My mother’s final night with us was etched in my memory. She had returned home from work to find us having dinner and was annoyed that we had started without her. Her frustration compounded when she found out that Dad had not helped with the laundry. She had explicitly asked him to help her out with the cleaning before leaving for work that morning. Things got worse when Dad dismissed the matter, saying that he would get to it the following morning.
That sparked a nasty argument between the two of them, and I was unable to finish eating. My mother got very frantic. She started hitting my father, who was trying his best to restrain her.
