I almost come in my pants when she pushes her panties down her legs and see her bare pussy smiling sideways at me. “You sure about this? The half is almost over. There’s not enough time to do it right,” I warn her.
“You can make it up to me later.” Planting her hand on my chest, she pushes to lay me back on the bench.
After working my pants down my legs, she pauses, staring at my cock. It twitches with anticipation. She blesses me with a slow, sensual pump of her hand up and down my shaft. Gathering the precum that beads at the tip with her thumb, I thrust into her grip. “Fuck, that feels good but I need your pussy. Now, baby.”
Meghan climbs onto the bench and throws a leg over my lap to straddle my hips. Gripping my shaft again, she swipes the head of my cock through her pussy, dripping with dew before sinking and taking all of me into her hot, wet cunt.
“Holy fuck your cock feels amazing.” She grinds her center against me, working her clit on my pelvis.
I don’t want this to end. I want to take all the time in the world to burn the sight of Meghan wildly chasing her pleasure while riding my cock into my brain but, at best, we have minutes before my teammates pour into the locker room. Those three guys who brought Meghan here are big but no match for thirty-six ballers looking for blood. If they can’t take it from the other team, they’ll take what they can get from them.
“God, I’m so close.” Meghan rides me harder. Faster. Her channel flutters around my cock, making my balls tighten.
I can’t come before her and certainly not without her.
With no other choice, I lick my thumb and press it to her swollen clit.
“Come for me, baby. Strangle my cock.”
“Come in me.”
“Whatever you want.” As responsible and devoted to her studies as she is, I’m guessing she’s on the pill or something. Even if she isn’t, I’m ready to spend the rest of my life with her. A baby won’t change that.
Meghan’s breath shudders as her pussy clamps down on my cock.
“Yes! Yes! Oh, fuck yes!” With her exuberant cries and pulsing channel, I come harder than I ever have before, filling her up until it spills out, coating my balls.
And just in time too.
One of the guys knocks on the door, when he cracks it open, the distant roar of my teammates coming down the tunnel barrels through.
“I’d love to bask in the afterglow but no one sees your beautiful body but me.”
Meghan pulls her bottom lip between her teeth as she blushes. Between the smeared lipstick and post-orgasm glow, she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in my life.
I have my pants on but Meghan’s still in the process of buttoning up her blouse when one of her three escorts pokes his purple and gold face in.
“We should go. You coming with us, Meg?”
“I think I’ll stay. If that’s okay?” she asks me.
“Coach won’t like it but what’s he gonna do? Bench me?” We both chuckle at that. My heart swells, knowing she’s warming to my snarky sense of humor.
“Thanks, you guys,” Meghan calls as each of them waves through the door before bolting.
“You ever going to tell me who they are?” I ask.
“I guess they’re friends now.”
The locker room booms with voices and clatters with helmets hitting benches and lockers.
“I need to get out there.”
“Should I stay here?”
“That’s up to you, baby.”
“I should at least finish getting dressed first.”
