Soccer Hook Up

Soccer Hook Up Soccer Hook Up

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

They meet at a youth soccer game and when they meet, sparks fly. I was intrigued by NinaBellini's limit of 500 words, so I tried it. I'd love to know what you think.

Summary

They meet at a youth soccer game and when they meet, sparks fly.

I was intrigued by NinaBellini's limit of 500 words, so I tried it. I'd love to know what you think.

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Submitted: May 14, 2016

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He watched her walk in and smiled as he hadn’t seen her since they first met and she oozed sensuality.  They’d met at a soccer game several weeks ago where their sons had played against one another.  He hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of her during the game and she had clearly enjoyed his gaze.  Their cars had been next to one another and as they threw everything into the back of their SUVs a conversation had developed. Without much time, he jotted down his personal email address onto his business card, handed it to her with a simple request, “Please email me.”  Just the way his eyes brazenly devoured her body made her feel sinfully good. 

That encounter had led to a dizzying exchange of steamy stories from him and eventually some very spicy photos from her.  When he finally suggested they meet for a drink, it took all her control to wait an hour to respond. 

And now here she was, her thong soaked from a story that he insisted she before their ‘date’ and her body was buzzing.  She settled onto the bar stool before the shot of tequila was all the way down her throat, his hand was moving up under her skirt as he growled into her ear, “You said you were soaking wet and I want proof.” 

The bar was mostly empty and her gasped, “Oh fuck” seemed ridiculously loud.  She quickly spread her legs so that his fingers could slide past her thong and inside her slippery core. 

“What do you want?” he purred.

She stroked his cock through his pants and groaned, “This!”

He nodded at the bartender and with her heels clattering on the tile floor, they were in a back room a moment later.  There was no thought of spouses or children; just desire for each other.  She hiked up her skirt and bent over a poker table, but he gave her the sweetest compliment by gently turning her and setting her on the table as he purred, “No, baby; I need to see you as we fuck.” 

She knew this man was going to steal her heart, but she didn’t care and she tore open his slacks like a woman possessed.  His cock was finally hers and as he lifted her legs up onto his arms, she leaned back and guided him to her opening.  He thrust immediately and she leaned back on her elbows and begged him to fuck her hard; to make sure she felt it tomorrow. 

When he growled, “You’ll feel this all weekend” she let her eyes roll back into her forehead and focus on his driving cock.  She hadn’t been so horny that she’d fucked with her clothes on for ages and as she rubbed her clit through the slippery satin of her thong, she was lost in the pleasure of her orgasms.  Her eyes opened just in time to watch him cum and knew this was only the beginning.


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