In the back locker room, after a grueling practice, the tight end Aaron was getting dressed. He was a specimen of a man, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and powerful legs. His muscles rippled under his tanned skin, and his blue eyes sparkled with mischief.
As he was pulling on his pants, he noticed the new equipment manager, Emily, standing in the corner, organizing the jocks. She was a petite girl, barely 18, with a heart-shaped face, long brown hair, and big brown eyes. She had a perfect body, with curves in all the right places, and her skin was smooth and flawless.
Aaron couldn’t take his eyes off her. He felt a stirring in his loins as he watched her bend over, her ass cheeks peeking out from under her short skirt. He couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to fuck her, to feel her tight pussy wrapped around his cock.
He walked over to her, trying to act casual. “Hey, Emily. Need any help?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
She looked up at him, startled. “Uh, no. I’m good. Thanks,” she stammered, her cheeks flushed.
Aaron smiled, his eyes twinkling. “Are you sure? I don’t mind. I have some time to kill before my next class.”
Emily hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Okay. Sure. You can help me with these jocks,” she said, handing him a pile of sweaty clothes.
As they worked, Aaron couldn’t help but steal glances at Emily’s body. He could see the outline of her nipples through her shirt, and he could smell her sweet perfume. He felt his cock growing harder, and he knew he had to have her.
He put down the jocks and walked over to her. “Emily, can I ask you something?” he said, his voice low and seductive.
She looked up at him, her eyes wide. “Uh, sure. What is it?”
Aaron leaned in close, his lips barely inches from her ear. “Have you ever been fucked by a real man?” he whispered.
Emily gasped, her cheeks flushed. “I-I’m not sure what you mean,” she stammered.
Aaron chuckled, his breath warm on her neck. “I think you do. I think you want it. I think you want me to fuck you, hard and deep.”
Emily’s breath hitched as Aaron’s hand brushed against her breast. She felt a surge of heat between her legs, and she knew she couldn’t resist him.
Without a word, she led him to the back room, where the coaches kept their stuff. She locked the door behind them and turned to face him.
Aaron’s eyes raked over her body, and he could see the desire in her eyes. He pulled her close, his lips crashing down on hers. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to taste him.
He reached down, his hand cupping her ass, pulling her closer. She could feel his hard cock pressed against her belly, and she knew she wanted it inside her.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. She moaned, her head falling back, her hands clutching at his shoulders.
He reached up, his fingers tweaking her nipples, making her gasp. She arched her back, her body begging for more.
He slid his hand down, his fingers tracing the outline of her pussy through her panties. She was wet, soaking wet, and he knew she was ready for him.
He pulled her panties aside, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in slow circles, making her moan louder.
She reached down, her hand finding his cock, stroking it through his pants. He growled, his hand moving faster, his fingers sliding inside her pussy.
She was so tight, so hot, and he couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled her panties down, his pants following suit.
He lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He pressed her against the wall, his cock probing her entrance.
She moaned, her head falling back, her pussy begging for him. He thrust inside her, filling her up, making her gasp.
He started to move, his hips thrusting, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders, her body begging for more.
He fucked her harder, deeper, his balls slapping against her ass. She moaned louder, her body trembling, her pussy clenching around his cock.
He felt her climax, her pussy milking his cock, making him groan. He thrust deeper, his cock pulsing, his cum filling her up.
They stood there, panting, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.
“Fuck, Emily. That was amazing,” Aaron breathed, his lips finding hers.
Emily smiled, her eyes sparkling. “Yes, it was. You’re amazing,” she whispered, her fingers tracing his lips.
They stayed there, in the back room, their bodies still entwined, their hearts still beating as one.
The end.
