After the big game

MisterMog

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It had been the most horrific three hours of my life. A humiliating defeat for me and my teamates. I'd sat through it all with a first hand view and not a damn thing I could do about it. The crowd was enormous, all of the national press was there, and I'd blown it in from of them all. Probably millions of people. When you're the quarterback people expect you to be great all the time...there's never any excuse good enough for people if you play poorly. And here I was after my very first game ever, straight from college, with the worst game I'd ever played.
My teamates had all been showered and gone. The coaches were giving interviews to most of the local press and I'd done my share of dodging questions before eventually they all left me alone. I couldn't shower or eat or anything. I just sat there still in my pants and cleats, my shirt, pads and hemlet in a small pile by my feet. I was a big man, a very big man. At nearly six and a half feet tall and 240 lbs. of muscle no one could dispute that...but now I felt as small as a mouse.
I finally got the energy and motivation to get into the shower when I noticed there was one more reporter milling around. I hadn't seen her before, but she looked like she was with a local paper. The big guys had already shuttled out of here to do post game spots for their stations. She was standing near the entrence to the showers looking like she had lost something.
"Excuse me." I said, gently brushing past her trying not to be noticed. The last thing I needed was to answer more questions about the game.
" Great game today, Marley. It's a tough league. You'll do better next sunday." She said to me without any hint of sarcasm in her voice.
I looked down at her, she was more than a foot shorter than I am and wondered if she was serious. Getting a better look at her she was beautiful. Really beautiful. SHe had to have been a news reporter. No one in their right mind would stick her behind the camera.
"Thanks, but I really played shitty. It was so much easier in college. I'm not used to this kind of thing, I feel like I let everybody down. I can't wait to clean up and get out of here."
"Wait....don't feel bad. It's just one game. You'll forget about it before you know it." She pushed her hand into my huge chest, stopping me in my tracks. She looked up at me and smiled...
 
Jane

He went on into the shower and I heard the water running. I stood therre a minute, and then out of his sight I stripped and laid my clothes on the bench.

His back was to me as I walked up to him, and then I startled him as I started rubbing my hands over his back. He turned and i fell into his arms. I looked up and he kissed me.

I took the soap out of the dish and started washing him. I cooed to him about letting me get him all clean, as he raised his arms and i washed his armpits, and then his chest. I was short enough to lean over and kiss his sensitive nipples. He yelped and then squirmed, amd so I licked and sucked them. i liked that so much that right under the spray of the water I went to my knees and licked his cock and then put it in my mouth as I gently and tenderly washed his balls. He got hard quickly and I looked up at him as he took my head in his hands and pressed me to him.
 
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After turning the shower on I realized that I was starting to sport a pretty big hard on thinking about that lonely reporter out there. She'd been so nice to me and she'd been beautiful. Just as my mind started to drift back to the game I realized that I wasn't alone any longer in the shower. She kneaded my muscles with soapy water and played with my nipples. I'd heard about things like this happening in the pro's, but I never had actually seen it. After paying a little more attention to my chest my little reporter friend was on her knees with her mouth just inches from my monster. Taking full advantage of her generosity I pulled two handfuls of her hair lightly towards me. This was exactly what I needed to take my mind off of everything.
Her mouth was warm and wet and she put in only a few inches before pulling back and doing the motion again and again, never sucking or licking, just pushing her head a little bit further with each stroke of her mouth...such a little bit, it was insanely erotic. Her hands found my thighs and ass, running her nails over my skin. My cock was getting harder and I wanted more pressure, my direct attention. My hands left her head and her motions persisted while I rested my hands against either side of the stall.
"This is amazing...you're amazing. Suck on me, suck on my hard. I need it so badly." I told her, looking down through the steam from the warm shower water.
 
It was the first time I'd had such a big black cock in my mouth. As I sat in the stands earlier and watched them run off the field I was enthralled with the bulges in their tight football pants, and I had to have some.

Thats why I went to the locker room, and by the time I got there almost everyone had left except one big fellow, and he had just what I needed so I followed him into the shower.

I washed his balls and then his ass as I licked him, and then I started sucking him. Before I knew it he must have gotten up to ten inches and was as big around as my wrist. I didnt want him to cum in m mouth - yet - I wanted him in my pussy so I stood and whispered lets go back to the locker room bench.
Soaking wet we did so and he mounted me and carefully inserted himself into me. I had never been with anyone so black and so big. His color and mine together turned me on even more as I wrapped my arms around him and spread my legs wide for him.

I whispered "you're so big", and he asked if I meant he was too heavy lying on me. I told him I loved that but loved his huge cock even more.

Right then another player came in, saying he had forgotten hs watch. As he took it out of his locker he looked at us and asked if he could be next.

I told him "of course, as soon as my lover is finished with me and I hoped that would be at east a year from now"
 
In lite of our brief shower and hasty retreat towards the private player's locker, I could see that my reporter friend was already well lubed up and nearly ready to go. My cock was absolutely rock hard after her well placed attention and with one of my offensive lineman watching from the corner, I went to work with a little attention of my own.
Even in bending down I could smell her pussy wafting up towards me, inviting me down to eat. With her hands holding her legs apart I wasted no time in my descent. It was warm in the room even in our naked state and I could see small beads of water and sweat and the start of pussy juice forming all around her crotch. It had been nearly a month since the last time I had a woman and I was eager to be nasty and dirty with this girl. I wondered how far we could take things...how far she would go to please me, and I in turn please her.
Taking my tongue in long strokes I tickled her with the tip up and down her slit, pushing more and more with each upward strike. Soon I had worked a slow rythme that she matched, pushing her pussy towards me when she knew I would give her the flatest part of my tongue and relaxing when I backed off a bit. Larger circles past her clit until I eventually get to nibble at it, rolling it between my lips and biting at it so gently and softly with my tongue. Her legs fell towards my shoulders and I let them rest there and she lay back and became more comfortable. She was now completely vulnerable to me and I took the oppurtunity to go a bit further down and flick at the pink hole that had as of yet eluded me. My cock absolutely ached, and I knew that something would have to happen before I actually entered her...I needed some release, and so I gave her head to drive her nuts. When I finally began to fuck her I wanted her to need it, to yearn for it. Maybe even to beg for it.
 
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