Offense & Defense: A MMF Sports Romance

by Alexis Angel

  God, I want to devour him.

  Grabbing his cock harshly, I lean into him and wrap my lips around his glans, sucking and savoring the saltiness of his member. He tastes like a man should: raw and brimming with testosterone. I open my mouth wide, allowing his cock to slide deep inside of my mouth as I lean forwards. I go as deep as I can, realizing that I had never felt a cock as big as his rolling over my tongue. How is it even possible for him to be so perfect? Was his DNA carefully engineered in some laboratory hell bent on the creation of the perfect man? No, a man like this can’t be engineered... Because he isn’t a man: he’s a miracle, a God among man.

  Hitting my breaking point, I pull back out. Then, firmly grabbing his cock by the root, I start bobbing my head, his length going in and out of my mouth at a steady pace. He tries to guide me with his hands, but I keep my own rhythm - soon, he realizes that I need no guidance, the rhythm of my mouth on his shaft growing into an unstoppable crescendo of lustful fury.

  Pulling back out again, I let his cock pop out of my mouth; I start stroking him then, my eyes never leaving his. There’s a fire raging inside of me, and I’m going to let it consume Ethan...

  I grab his hand and stand up; I do it fast, my hand leaving his cock and resting on his chest. With the Devil’s smile on my lips, I take one step forward as I push him back. I keep walking, guiding him across the living room until the back of his knees meet the edge of my leather couch; one final push and he falls back, sitting down. I climb on top of him but, instead of guiding his cock inside of me here and now, I decide I still want more first.

  I roll to the side, moving fast as a wild predator, and lay down as I push him towards me. He grins, taking the hint; he places both his hands on my knees and parts my legs, positioning himself between my thighs.

  “Now I want to see what you can do…” I tell him, his eyes wired up with lust. Oh, he does love a challenge.

  Leaning into me, he starts kissing my neck, tracing a descending line each time his lips touch my skin. He traces careful and soft circles around my nipples with his tongue, then sucks on each of them eagerly before he carries on, kissing down my chest to my navel.

  Oh, I want this bad. Laying down on the couch, right between my open legs, he starts kissing my inner thighs, his fingers softly brushing the smooth skin around my pussy but never actually touching it. After my teasing remark, I know he wants to drive me crazy with just his mouth... and hell, that sounds just right.

  I keep still, taking deep breaths as he takes his time. When he lets the tip of his tongue gently fall on my clit, I can’t help but bite my lower lip, my unconscious mind fighting to take control.

  With the gentleness of a man that knows his way around a woman’s body, he circles my clit with his tongue before licking my labia in a downwards line, all of this without laying his mouth on me.

  Oh, this is a nice start. I want more.

  I grab a handful of his hair and try to force him down but, of course, he doesn’t budge. The man is made of muscles, each one of them brimming with power. I might be a strong woman, but I’m no match for his imposing body. In fact, I doubt anyone but Colt could match him. The two of them are simply one step above all other mortals.

  But I do I care about that? No. So I take my other hand and hook all of my fingers on his hair like briar thorns, all while I thrust my hips upward. A grin dawns on my lips as I feel his lips on me - I always get what I want.

  He places his mouth over my clit, pressing down on it with his tongue; then he starts to suck, his tongue lashing out at me with such an intensity that I arch my back and lace my legs behind his neck. I close my eyes, allowing the wild and untameable pleasure that permeates me to run free.

  Relentless, Ethan eats me out as if my pussy was the most delicious thing in the whole universe. Although the man he’s as obsessed about football as anyone could get, I can say with certainty that the game is the last thing on his mind this very minute.

  I sway my hips up down and from side to side, his open mouth matching the cadence of my body. He keeps going until I’m half-purring, half-moaning, my mind completely obliterated by the ferocity of his kiss.

  “Oh, fuck,” I moan as he starts licking me up and down, his thumb tightly pressed over my clit. Two seconds of it and I go blind, the whole world fading away as I explode once more. My legs start jerking uncontrollably and I bury my fingers deep in his back, my limbs succumbing to the sweetest pleasure there is.

  I’m still reeling from the orgasm when he slides two fingers inside of me at once, my moaning turning into full blown screaming. Without even allowing me to catch my breath, he starts to flick his wrist back and forth, his fingers sliding in and out of me at break neck speed while he continues to apply a maddening pressure on my clitoris.

  It doesn’t take long for me to come again, small explosions of delight going off under my skin. I grit my teeth hard, a scream dying in my throat as another wave of pleasure hits me point blank; my whole body shakes and twitches, and I can’t even tell when one orgasm starts and the other ends.

  I’m not one to get tired easily, but if we keep going like this I’ll end up sore and exhausted. Does it seem like I’m complaining? Because I’m not - I’ve been dying to have a man making me feel sore and exhausted. Well, I finally got exactly what I wanted. And, to be completely honest, I don’t think Ethan’s going to be sore-free tomorrow either.

  While my mind tries to deal with this whirlpool of scattered thoughts, Ethan pulls out and climbs on top of me. I feel his body pressing down on mine and, opening my eyes, I take my hands to his face and take a deep breath. There’s a seriousness on his lips, but his eyes remain gentle.

  I pull him close then, my mouth on his. It’s time - I want him now.

  He looks at his pants then, and I know he wants to get his condoms. But I’m a grown woman, I take my own precautions.

  “No, we don’t need that,” I simply tell him. His eyes find mine once again, and I know he trusts me all the way. “You’re mine now, Ethan Blake,” I find myself saying. His eyes widen in surprise as I say that - I bet he’s never been with a woman that can match him in dominance. Well, he better get used to it.

  “Is that so?” he asks me, an all-consuming fire burning in his eyes.

  “Never second guess me,” I growl, placing both my hands on his chest and pushing him back with all my strength. He lays down on the couch and, fast as lightning, I climb on top of him.

  I grab his cock and place it right on my pussy, his glans resting on top of my labia. He bucks his hips at me, my inner folds parting and engulfing his thick head. His lips curl into a grin and before I can even prepare for it, he thrusts hard. The moment his shaft slides inside of me, it’s as if my body is burning from the inside out. I lean into him, my fingers clawing at his chest.

  I’m screaming! Oh, I’m screaming really loud now. It’s impossible not to - I have been men that pretty much anyone would call big. But Ethan’s cock is in a completely different league. It’s got to be at least 12 inches. As he rams it inside me, I feel my inner walls straining to accommodate him, my whole body being torn apart by pleasure.

  I remain still for God knows how long, my body still trying to adjust to the enormous cock inside my pussy. I lift my ass slightly up and moan, his thickness completely devastating me, then I ease myself down, making him go deep once more. Before I know it, I’m riding him in a pendulum motion, his cock sliding in and out at a careful and gentle pace.

  I start going faster, not even knowing if I can take it. But I don’t care… I just don’t. I want it fast and hard, I want him to lash out at me with all the raging ferocity that he’s capable of.

  I don’t even need to say it. With both his hands grabbing hard at my ass cheeks, he starts rocking his hips against mine fast, his cock hitting me deep inside my pussy with such demolishing strength that I can’t even tell what’s right and what’s left.

  Just the way I like it.

  I try and match his rhythm, buckin
g my hips at him at such a quick pace that I start to run out of breath. But Ethan doesn’t ease up - he keeps thrusting and thrusting, all of my senses completely overwhelmed by a feeling so damn pleasant it should be illegal.

  I can already tell that Ethan’s like a drug. Just one taste and you’re hooked. Unfortunately for him, I’m not like every other woman. I’m an even more dangerous addiction than he is - just one time with him, and I know he will never find someone half as good.

  He smacks my ass hard, grabbing my buttocks hard and feeling the sway of my body with his fingers. My muscles become tight and I know it’s coming - I surrender to that tidal wave of pleasure willingly.

  “Oh. My. GOD!” I scream out in ecstasy, my limbs flailing as if I’m having a seizure. Well, I am… I’m having a seizure of pure surreal pleasure. It courses through my veins fast and, for a split second, I can’t see or hear. All that my brain is capable of processing is the rush of endorphins that Ethan’s cock has unleashed inside of me.

  I feel him tense up then but, acting by instinct, I tighten my pussy around his cock like a vice.

  “Not yet,” I mutter. I still want more from him.

  I pull him out of me slowly, my body trembling as I do it. I roll to the side, my back against the couch.

  “Bed,” I say in a commanding tone - mostly because that’s the only word I’m capable of muttering. I don’t need more, though. Still, with my eyes closed, I hear him get up; in an instant, he picks my limp body from the couch with his strong arms. I simply point vaguely down the corridor and Ethan carries me straight to my bedroom door, as if he knew by instinct where he would keep fucking me.

  Still holding me, he turns the knob and steps inside. In three steps he approaches the bed, throwing me on top of the mattress harshly. I lay stomach down, almost no strength left in my body, as he climbs on top of me. The windows are wide open, but I don’t even care. My penthouse towers above all other buildings in NY City, so I doubt anyone can see us.

  Before he can hook his fingers on my waist, I’m already jutting my ass back at him. Adrenaline and ecstasy runs through me, and I use it to prop myself up on all fours and wiggle my ass at him.

  Let’s see what you can do, Ethan Blake.

  He slaps my ass hard enough for me to moan and bite my lower lip; I half-expect him to smack me again, but the next thing I feel is his thick glans pressing against my pussy. I push my ass backwards by instinct and he buries his cock in me to the hilt.

  This time, there’s nothing gentle about it. There’s just unbridled lust, a savage desire to fuck me senseless - which is exactly what he does. He starts to thrust at me like a ferocious beast, each movement of his drawing a high-pitched scream out of my lips. Have I ever been fucked like this? Oh, I doubt it. I doubt it very much. But then again, I doubt Ethan has ever had a woman like me.

  “Harder!” I tell him. “Harder, Ethan!” He has already pushed me to the limits, but I want to go beyond that. By the time we’re done, I want to be utter and completely spent.

  And that moment is coming really soon.

  Each thrust of his makes my body tense up, pent up energy pooling on my extremities and aching to be set free. I grit my teeth, holding on for dear life as he keeps his relentless pace.

  “Don’t stop!” I moan, bucking my ass back at him, his thighs slapping hard on my buttocks. Maybe it’s because I told him to, or maybe he just can’t help himself - either way, instead of stopping he doubles his efforts.

  He pistons into me mercilessly, both our bodies tensing up as a coiled spring. I’m bunching up the sheets, clawing at the mattress like a wild animal, when that final wave of devastation hits me. I collapse, my body going limp and shaking at the same time. My God, is this what Heaven feels like? There’s a sweet pulsing inside of me, sparks of electricity waking parts inside of my mind I didn’t even know existed. Maybe this is what it means to “cum your brains out”.

  At the first spasm of his cock, he pulls out of me swiftly and his hand squeezes hard on my ass cheek as I hear him growl.

  I turn over onto my back. He’s going to cum and I don’t want to miss that.

  “Cum on me, Ethan,” I command. “Come on my tits.”

  I’m entranced as I feel his warm cum gush out and hit my chest. I moan as the warmness of his semen coats my skin, his cock spraying all over my tits and tummy. He’s cumming like a firehose as I bare my chest to his spasming member.

  He’s groaning as he looks at me with a sated look, holding his cock as it keeps squirting thick ropes of cum all over my breasts and stomach. I’ve never seen a man cum so much, my God

  I give him my best grin as he finishes, his cock still twitching in his hand. He lays down next to me, as I take a finger and scoop up some of his juice that hangs from my nipple.

  Then I get a deliciously wicked idea. I look up at him as he props himself on an elbow looking at me.

  “Come here, Ethan,” I say, taking his head in my hand, I pull him closer to me. At first he doesn’t understand, but I move his face toward my tits. My tits covered in his cum.

  “Feed me, Ethan,” I tell him, my eyes looking at him.

  He looks at me, and his eyes gleam with the delicious wickedness of the thought.

  He brings his face closer and sticks out his tongue, scooping a large bit of his own semen on his tongue. I close my eyes at what he’s doing to me as his face come up to mine. I open my mouth and we kiss, his cum moving from his mouth to my mine. I swap his juices with him as our tongues dance.

  He takes a finger and scoops more from my chest. I disengage from his mouth and use my tongue to lick his finger before kissing him again.

  When we’re done, I see his cock is hard all over again.

  He’s collapsed on the bed, not yet exhausted, but taking a breath.

  I come up to him, as and his eyes follow me as I turn to him and caress his chest with the tip of my fingers.

  “Touchdown,” I whisper into his ear.

  He turns to me, an easy smile on his lips. The smile of a champion.

  “I told you I wouldn’t let you down.”

  9

  SportsNation

  SportsNation Highlights

  Hello, and welcome to SportsNation. I’m your host for the evening, Pamela Cruchelow. My guest tonight is former Quarterback for the Miami MILF’s, Anderson Crocker.

  We begin today’s highlight roundup with shocking new breaking news. That’s right. You hear it first here at SportsNation and we have incontrovertible video footage showing star defensive end Ethan Blake engaged in - are you ready for this - sexual relations with the team owner, Julianna Heaton.

  Cut to grainy and shaky camera shot of Julianna and Ethan having sex on her bed. Julianna is bending forward on her hands and knees doggiestyle and Ethan is entering her from behind. The tips of Julianna’s breasts are blurred out and a large blur obscures Ethan’s cock.

  Video footage from The News of the Times confirms that that is, in fact, Ethan Blake and Julianna Heaton. In a separate press conference following the revelation of the sex tape, the newspaper confirmed that they had placed spies outside on the ground floor of Julianna’s building and upon seeing Ethan Blake go upstairs, a drone was sent from the newspaper’s building in Midtown Manhattan towards the Ms. Heaton’s Columbus Circle.

  The revelation of a sexual relationship adds another twist in what is becoming the NFL’s most media-scrutinized team. Julianna, as we all know, is the youngest NFL team owner in League history. She’s also the first woman. And as everyone who’s ever dealt with her can attest, she doesn't take any crap from anyone.

  Pamela (turning to Anderson): Anderson, this is bad news for the Nailers, right?

  Anderson: That’s right. As the son of the former head coach, Julianna has made waves in the short time she’s owned the NFL team, not afraid to speak up for herself or exercise her power when she felt she needed to. This is something that could bring the wrath of the Commissioner down on the head of either Ethan or Julianna
. Remember what he said after the fight on your show. That man is tired of having the League embarrassed by its players. This would be the first time that the offender is an owner though.

  Pamela: Anderson, I think if anyone could give Colt and Ethan a run for their money though, it would be Julianna, don’t you? I mean, she defines the term “sexy” and “bad girl” all in one package. She’s unafraid, unapologetic, and sometimes even intimidating.

  Anderson: I think she’s very intimidating. As a former NFL player, let me tell you she’s got more balls than so many other head coaches or team owners in the League that I’ve ever experienced. She’s a force of nature and she knows it.

  Pamela: What would be your advice to the two of them at this point then, Anderson?

  Anderson (with a deep sigh): My advice right now would be to take a deep breath. This is just sex between consenting adults, but still, at the end of the day, it’s a player and an owner. At a time when the Nailers are trying to determine whether to keep Ethan or Colt due to their salary cap restrictions, it’s not a good time to be distracted. And when you have the Commissioner of the league threatening to punish embarrassing behavior, you better hope there aren’t any more of these videos surfacing. It could snowball into something really big. So it’s a bit of a grey area right now but treading carefully is definitely the way to go.

  Pamela: Thank you, Anderson.

  Up next, we’ll analyze the new passing game of the Denver Donkeys and determine what they’re going to bring to the field as they take on the New York Nailers this Sunday.

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  Colt